Post by Kiersten on Apr 16, 2023 11:17:32 GMT -6
Just a small-town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Name: Summer Rae WelschBirthday: March 6
Age: 15
Grade: Freshman
Orientation: Straight?
Status: Single
Playby: Anna Von Klinski
A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile, they can share the nightIt goes on and on and on and on
The clock tiks and toks, counting down the seconds, the minutes, the hours that have passed as Summer sits in a silent room with a stranger. Only, Summer is the stranger, she knows who the woman sitting across from her is. The woman whose eyes are the same color but fogs over as she stares at her daughter. The same woman who gave birth to her years ago, but now pushes her away in fear. Some days are better than others, but most days end with her screaming for help.
“Avery? Where have you been, I’m sure mom has been worried sick about you.”
Summer stiffened, knowing her mother thought she looked like her aunt, her mother’s younger sister. She sighed quietly and shook her head. “It’s me mom, Summer.” She was desperate to have her mother back, but she knew the inevitable would happen. Her grandmother had gone through the same thing several years ago, her aunt was told she too, would go through it. Inevitably, Summer knew, she would too.
Her Mother stared at her with those foggy eyes, her pupils dilating big and small as her brain tried to work out who Summer was to her. A smile grew on her mother’s face, “Oh Summer, of course. I’ve missed you so much! How’s cheerleading going?”
“It’s great, I love it,” Summer couldn’t stop the joy from flooding into her heart, hoping this was it, but a small, dark thought waited with the truth. “I want to try out for volleyball, the P.E. teacher said I had potential.” It was a lie, she could careless about the sport, but the teacher had approached her about it.
“Volleyball? Oh, I’d come to all your games and be your cheerleader.” Her mother smiled, and clapped her hands, the hope growing inside Summer’s chest. “When is the first game?”
Summer knew she’d forget later about volleyball, and the game, and being her cheerleader, but she wanted to give her mom something to think about, something to keep this moment going. “Next Thursday, we also have a pep rally on-“
“Who are you, what are you doing in my room?”
The change was so quick, Summer hadn’t noticed when the fog had returned to her mothers’ eyes. “It’s me mom, Summer.” She felt the tears filling despite hoping her mother would remember again.
“I don’t know you! I don’t have a daughter.” Her mother picked up the book she had been reading when Summer had entered the room and threw it at her, barely missing her as she started screaming and crying, trying to crawl over the couch.
Despite her mother being a few feet away, Summer felt like they were miles apart.
Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice just one more time
Some will win, some will loseSome are born to sing the blues
◆Happy Go Lucky◆ [Pessimistic] ◆Extroverted◆ [Promiscuous] ◆Flirty◆ [Sensitive] | ◄Personality Traits |
Likes ► | Shopping, love, cold weather, tattoos, sunshine, seashells, the beach, jewelry, fireworks, astronomy |
Bullies, bugs and spiders, pranks or hazing, ketchup, rain, camping, ugly sweaters, beer, junk mail | ◄Dislikes |
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waitin'
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searchin' in the night
The Acquaintances:
- Morgan Chambers
- Petra Parker - Slept with her at a party
The Friends:
- Violet Mitchell
- Keira Wells - Roommate
- Sasha Rivers
The Enemies:
- None
The Crush:
- None
The Ex:
- None
Family:
- Hugo Welsch - Father
- Allison Welsch - Mother
- Avery Miller - Aunt
- Siblings - Open
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hidin' somewhere in the night
Don't Stop Believing 
