Post by anne1 on Nov 9, 2010 19:45:27 GMT -6
OLIVIA ANNE JACKSON
since this is an interview, why don't you start out with a little bit about the person who plays you?[/color][/font]
HEY! My name is Anne and I'm obsessed
with Emily Browning. She was in a millio
n different movies that I love and I perso
nally think she should play Katniss in The
Hunger Games Movie. (for all you hunge
r games fans out there I love to argue ab
out the differences in opinions.)
So on about me, I am 16 now. My birthda
y is October 22, 1995, I am doing Drivers
Ed. and I really am not that uch more inte
resting. [/color][/font]
why don't you introduce yourself now? since you'll be here for a while and all that jazz.[/color][/font]
My name is Olivia Anne Jackson and My na
me came from my mom's most craving whe
n she had me. Olives. It wasn't the most fem
. name but it was enough to be mine I guess.
So my parents were kinda neat freaks when i
t came down to taking care of meand my sist
er. I am an only child now and my dad doesn'
t want any more kids especially since he's al
most 50 and my mom is dead. My hometown
is New York, NY. I was a city girl with a Britis
h accent. Because at two I moved to London
until the age or 14and i love there now.[/color][/font]
and what exactly do you look like? no, i'm not blind, but this is being recorded you know.[/color][/font]
I don't believe in piercings or tattoos so you
can practically give up on looking now. My b
ody is clean or all things like that, and I nev
er plan on getting a tattoo or piercing.
I am not going near alcohol after the experi
ences I've had with it. [/color][/font]
now how about those attributes? what makes you, you? how about those likes and dislikes?[/color][/font]
Hey, I'm in the business of MODELIN
G and an in the OUTCAST cli
que. I love my boyfriend Max because h
e's just him. But I hate running, i'm just
not a big fan of working out when theres
no reason to. Along with basket ball gym
is the worst invention ever made.[/color][/font]
so where'd you come from? and who brought you up there? lets get to know your family.[/color][/font]
Olivia had a full and happy childhood. It was normal and as boring as a child's life gets. her parents never took her out to museums or amazement parks and she never went to a haunted house until she was 17. overall her parents were way over protective and didn't want anything to happen to their beloved daughters. i say daughters because olivia had a sister. She was olivia's twin and they did everything together. but on olivia's and annabeth's fifteenth birthday annabeth got into a huge fight over why she and olivia couldn't go to the 9th grade dance held at the local park. lets just say that annabeth left in a huff and their mother was pissed off too. they both went their separate ways and left each other alone for several days there after. then on the third day they hadn't talked or communicated in any way annabeth was taken to school like normal with her mom and olivia. annabeth sat in front next to her mom still ignoring her and olivia in the back. a drunk pick-up driver came speeding toward them and with a flash of a light, a violent swerve to try and move out of the way of the pick-up, and enormous amounts of frantic screams the truck hit them and everything went blank.
a few days later olivia woke up from her deathly coma with tubes up her nose, a mask on her mouth and casts all over her body trying to heal the shattered bones in her just above lifeless body. she croaked awake to find her best friends, max and gwen, sitting next to her with worried looks on their faces. She fluttered her eyes open and they immediately noticed she was awake by the small croak she made when trying to talk. max stood up and let go of her left hand that he had been feverishly holding in hope of keeping her as close as her father would allow, and gwen staring at her face and brushing the hair out of her eyes.
they explained what had happened and then her father came in and cried. He was glad at least someone had made it. For his wife and annabeth had not. he told of the gruesome scene at which her mother and sister had died to which she cried a lot too.
years later she had her seventeenth birthday and what would have been annabeth's too. she got a call from max. he wanted to meet her at the park that they had always played at as children. she told her father that she'd be back in a few hours and left for the park. it looked as if max had been there for a few hours the state he was in. his hair in a mess, his cloths put on sloppily and his eyes drooping as if he had been up all night and never got any sleep. he looked up when he heard her footsteps on the fall leaves.
he talked to her nervously for a few minutes then exclaimed that he couldn't take it anymore. he asked her if she had ever felt as if she were being denied the one thing that could keep her happy. she automatically thought of her mom and annabeth, but then realized that he wasn't talking about that. so she replied no. he talked abut that he felt as if his heart would burst if he didn't get this thing soon enough and olivia frowned. can i help you get this 'thing'? she asked him. he replied confused by the looks of it. no, well yes well, i don't know. uggghhh! why is it so hard to say this. she told him to spit it out or she would just have to talk it out of hi. you, he said. i need you. i cant live without you and i just need you. please. don't make me further explain it. he pleaded with her. she finally got it and put a flushed look on her face. you, need, me? she asked. yes, very badly very very badly. he said. she flushed an even deeper red. yes, i need you too. she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. he ran up to her, picked her up and span in a circle. he was finally happy, and she laughed with him. he had a fire in his eyes that could never be put out. and would never be put out. because he would be her final.
i am going to die. she thought. i am dying. i will always be one step close to death she whispered as she sat in max's arms. they were at the hospital due to some weird things happening to her body. he brushed her hair and slid his hands through her tough brown curls. he loved her and she loved him but he couldn't go through this with her and they knew it. olivia had cancer and there was no doubt about it. her curls would go away after her first few chemo treatments and there would be nothing there for him to stroke at night or to play with when they were out. their daughter on the way was going to have to stall olivia's chemo treatments so she had at least three more months of beautiful hair. she was given the life span of 10-20 more years to live if they didn't get rid of the cancer.
[/justify][/SIZE][/color][/font]a few days later olivia woke up from her deathly coma with tubes up her nose, a mask on her mouth and casts all over her body trying to heal the shattered bones in her just above lifeless body. she croaked awake to find her best friends, max and gwen, sitting next to her with worried looks on their faces. She fluttered her eyes open and they immediately noticed she was awake by the small croak she made when trying to talk. max stood up and let go of her left hand that he had been feverishly holding in hope of keeping her as close as her father would allow, and gwen staring at her face and brushing the hair out of her eyes.
they explained what had happened and then her father came in and cried. He was glad at least someone had made it. For his wife and annabeth had not. he told of the gruesome scene at which her mother and sister had died to which she cried a lot too.
years later she had her seventeenth birthday and what would have been annabeth's too. she got a call from max. he wanted to meet her at the park that they had always played at as children. she told her father that she'd be back in a few hours and left for the park. it looked as if max had been there for a few hours the state he was in. his hair in a mess, his cloths put on sloppily and his eyes drooping as if he had been up all night and never got any sleep. he looked up when he heard her footsteps on the fall leaves.
he talked to her nervously for a few minutes then exclaimed that he couldn't take it anymore. he asked her if she had ever felt as if she were being denied the one thing that could keep her happy. she automatically thought of her mom and annabeth, but then realized that he wasn't talking about that. so she replied no. he talked abut that he felt as if his heart would burst if he didn't get this thing soon enough and olivia frowned. can i help you get this 'thing'? she asked him. he replied confused by the looks of it. no, well yes well, i don't know. uggghhh! why is it so hard to say this. she told him to spit it out or she would just have to talk it out of hi. you, he said. i need you. i cant live without you and i just need you. please. don't make me further explain it. he pleaded with her. she finally got it and put a flushed look on her face. you, need, me? she asked. yes, very badly very very badly. he said. she flushed an even deeper red. yes, i need you too. she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. he ran up to her, picked her up and span in a circle. he was finally happy, and she laughed with him. he had a fire in his eyes that could never be put out. and would never be put out. because he would be her final.
i am going to die. she thought. i am dying. i will always be one step close to death she whispered as she sat in max's arms. they were at the hospital due to some weird things happening to her body. he brushed her hair and slid his hands through her tough brown curls. he loved her and she loved him but he couldn't go through this with her and they knew it. olivia had cancer and there was no doubt about it. her curls would go away after her first few chemo treatments and there would be nothing there for him to stroke at night or to play with when they were out. their daughter on the way was going to have to stall olivia's chemo treatments so she had at least three more months of beautiful hair. she was given the life span of 10-20 more years to live if they didn't get rid of the cancer.
so how'd you get here anyway? what about that history of yours? got anything juicy?[/color][/font]
I came to London when I was 2 an
d I haven't left since. I was born in
New York, NY. I have the mind and
body of a city girl but an accent of
a British person. me and my dad m
oved here because of my sisters an
d my mothers death. My dad is still
really depressed and he can't reall
y handle seeing me without thinkin
g of my twin. So I moved out and I
live in an apartment close to Ben's
Modeling Agency. I also work there
to keep my rent payed and myself f
ed. Oh, and I also use the money to
help pay for the last little bit of sch
ool.[/color][/font]
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yeah, that's right people. no jocking (: pleasepleaseple
ase keep the credit on or i will be forced to sick rabid,
starving monkeys on you. kthnx. oh and the lyrics are
from that amazing song newport living by cute is what
we aim for! so here it is, this application was made by
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