KIMBER SOPHIA HAUGHTON

» WHAT WE KNOW

full name ,kimber sophia haughton
nicknames ,kimmy ,kim
age ,17
year ,senior
sexuality ,straight
financial status ,aristocracy

» THE EXTERIOR

face claim ,hilary duff
elaborate ,sultry, blonde hair reaches her shoulderblades that poke out ever-so slightly. her hair is always straight or wavy, and sometimes a mixture of both. her big, turquoise eyes are always lined in black and framed by lashes that reach out endlessly. her bronze face always has a slight flush to it, accentuating her smile. her teeth are white and square as an ipod, only seen when her full lips part.

her oval face sits atop her slender neck, followed by the rest of her 106 pound body. her shoulders aren't too broad, but match the lenght of her arms and thin fingers, always with a french manicure. her breasts aren't exceptionally large, but they aren't board-flat, either. she strives to keep her sculpted waist as thin as possible.

kimber's favorite, and possibly best, feature are her mile-long legs. there's not one dimple or flaw on her thin, yet muscular legs. she loves to fit them into a good pair of jimmy choos, size six, at least three inches tall, thus making her height five foot-nine.

style ,there is never a dull moment for kimber when dressing the best. always spending her time at saks, she picks out cute cocktail dresses for night, and a good balance between skinny jeans and miniskirts. she loves to wear tunic tops and cardigans, paired with the latest valentino bag. heels are mandatory, no matter the occasion or weather. always with a cute cardigan and tiffany&co jewelry, kimber does not dissapoint.

» THE INTERIOR

likes ,her newfound wealth ,men ,flirting with men ,clubbing ,designer clothes ,the occasional chardonnay ,texting ,parties ,high heels ,being wanted ,being flirted with ,chatting it up with friends.
dislikes ,jealous girls ,catty girls ,posers ,school ,getting busted ,not being let into a club ,broken-down car ,broken iphone ,fatty foods ,maxxed out cards.
strengths ,making friends ,making enemies ,making outfits ,shopping ,being loud ,making a scene.
weaknesses ,keeping quiet ,keeping a boyfriend ,late night taco bell ,good merlot ,one merlot too many.
desires ,go to a well known fashion design school ,keep a man ,not get drunk every weekend ,attempt to pass.
fears ,failing senior year ,being called a poser ,getting dumped.
elaborate ,
( composed )
kimber has a nasty habit of caring too less in a situation. she’d rather be the cool, collected one, than the girl freaking out like she was getting bamboo lodged under her manicure. thus, kimber is the girl who most people look to in a situation. during an earthquake one summer in the ninth grade, kimber was able to keep her whole class calm after their teacher was knocked out by a falling globe. her collectiveness has always been a trait of kimber’s that will never likely fail.

( party girl )
hand kimber a designer cocktail dress and a red bull, and kimber will be ready to go. parties are kimber’s second reason to live. she’ll never turn down a party, even if she has a test the next day or has to sneak out. all she has to do is crank up a rap song and her small conscience will fade away. she loves to dance with random strangers and loves being bought drinks. kimber sneaks into over twenty-one clubs, and with that, she flirts with the bouncers. which brings us to our next trait.

( flirty )
with her magical charms and gorgeous body, it’s a no-brainer that she should get into all the hottest clubs. maybe slightly nudge the bouncer, ask to feel his totally huge biceps, bat her eyelashes. it’s all a part of kimber’s huge but personal plan to try and attract as many men as possible. at school, she’ll make even the biggest nerd tremble when she gently grazes his hand. and even if it’s her best friend’s super hot guy, kimber will get her flirt on with him. just her way of getting to know him more, and letting him know if his skank of a girlfriend dumps him, she’ll always be there.


( smart )
though most people think of kimber as unbelievably stupid, she’s really not. she has a gpa of 3.2, and that’s not all from getting the dork next to her in math to do her homework. kimber actually understands basic classes. it’s just not such a hot topic to discuss the formula of the hypotenuse of a triangle. maybe the formula of when to get the adorable dolce & gabanna triangle dress before they head out friday. but either way, kimber’s got smarts.

( bitchy )
don’t let her sly smile fool you. this native new yorker doesn’t take crap from anyone, let alone little los angeles bitches. kimber’s not afraid to totally drag on an outfit you think is cool, or call you a whore to your face, or even steal your boyfriend. kimber constantly starts and spreads gossip, making her even more difficult to trust. but then again, in this world, trust means everything and nothing.

» THE DEEDS

family details ,
mother - deceased
stepmother - divorced
second stepmother - candace haughton - 26 - unemployed
father - charlie haughton iv - 38 - owner of two hundred businesses worldwide
pets ,
elaborate , at least 5 paragraphs or 20 detailed bullets

» THE ROLEPLAYER

name ,paige
rp experience ,two-ish years
sample ,
Audrina Wutherland stepped into Saffron Building; the rich pine scent overwhelming her, like a fat aunt ready for a kiss. But the pine wasn’t unusual to Audrina. She had smelled this dorm since she was two. Everything was the same to her. The flannel blankets were still tidy and placed over the leather couches, the fireplace was neat and ash-free, and floor was still a shiny, black marble that you could see your reflection in. Audrina tugged on her platinum blonde hair as she impatiently waited for her chauffer, Reynolds, to hurry up with bags. She knew it was a snobbish thing to do, but with the kind of money Audrina had, snobbish wasn’t in her vocabulary.

“Reynolds, I’m in room 1A.” She pointed her French-manicured index finger at the winding stairs and made her way up. It feels good to be first, Audrina acknowledged as Reynolds joined her at the top of the stairs. She turned to her immediate left and swiped the key in the receiver. The light flashed green, and Audrina proceeded.

“It looks exactly the same,” Audrina said, smiling as she looked inside. Room 1A of Saffron Building had always been under the reservation of the Wutherland sisters. Looking around, she saw all three of her older sisters’ senior picture hanging over the king-sized bed. A gold plated sign hung above it, stating “Wutherland Hills: A School of Pride”. Audrina scoffed at the cheesy motto. Obviously, they were trying to keep the fact that half the students skip class and break school rules under wraps.

“Do you need any more help?” Reynolds asked, ready to unpack for Audrina.

“No, I’m good, thanks.” It was unnatural for those kinds of words to come out of Audrina’s mouth. But when she said them, you acknowledged them.

“Very well. See you soon, Miss Wutherland.” Reynolds tipped his hat, and went on his way. Audrina shut the door behind him, and was then confused. Where did she start? Normally, Reynolds or one of her sisters unpacked for her. She dug her fingernails into her palm, and then faced one of her Louis Vuitton suitcases.

“Okay, then. Here I go.” Audrina carefully unzipped the suitcase, careful not to chip her day-old manicure. Inside, her endless outfits bounced out of the suitcase they had been suffocating in. Audrina sorted her multiples of clothing into piles of bras, underwear, and leggings, pajamas, jeans, and camisoles. She then hung up all of her dresses, skirts, sweaters, and nice shirts, so they wouldn’t get wrinkled under her less-expensive clothing. She pulled out some linens, and neatly placed them on the bottom of her closet, right where the maid would know where to do the sheets.

With her zero arm muscle, Audrina dragged the heavy suitcase into the back of the walk-in closet. While inside, she took off her tall Chanel heels, carelessly kicking them into a heap under her skirts. She then went to unpack her second of three suitcases. This one was full of shoes and toiletries. Not caring which pairs where which, Audrina scooped up a large pile of heels, flats, and flip flops, she plopped them in the same place she had kicked her Chanel heels to. She returned a couple seconds later with the rest of her shoes, making a mental note to reorganize them later.