FOSTER, nora

[attr="class","hdtitle"]PERSONALITY

[attr="class","hdinfo"]Positive
+ affectionate
+ sincere
+ amicable
+ optimistic
+ honest
+ energetic

Negative
- gullible
- indiscreet
- blunt
- possessive
- rash
- quick to anger

Likes
✓ sun
✓ people's company
✓ cleanliness
✓ being active
✓ romance

Dislikes
X rain
X swimming
X being alone
X cats
X dwelling on the past

[attr="class","hdtitle"]HISTORY/MISC.

[attr="class","hdinfo"]If you were to quickly look at Nora's life, you might be confused as to why she was put here. Raised in a working class family, she was given the normal life of an only child: two doting mothers who would do anything for their baby girl. She was cute looking and smart to boot. And for a while, it seemed like that was everything was going smoothly. That is, until Nora reached her sophomore year of high school. See, she had always been an in-your-face kinda gal, known for her fiery personality. She knew that she had an anger problem and needed to work on it, but talking to her mothers and therapist seemed to work. But it really didn't. Nora fell in love too quickly, too soon. She took an interest in someone who was older than her and was hasty to ask out on a date. Dating led to screaming matches about an ex, which led to confronting that ex, which led to her physically attacking the ex.

She just...snapped. Jealousy and possessiveness took a hold of her.

The ex was fine, but was told that the injuries wouldn't disappear. Nora was exiled by the school's population. Murmurs and whispers followed her everywhere. She soon started to spiral out of control, slowly starting to lose to her anger. Once one of the loved, she now became one of the few people even the losers wouldn't associate with.

Nora asked to leave her high school, one day coming home to her parents in tears, saying she couldn't take it anymore. Her mothers weren't sure where to put her, when finally, they stumbled upon a brochure about Birchwood Academy. They suggested it to her, trying to make it seem like it was the best option for her. But she felt betrayed by them; she wasn't some delinquent, this was just a one time thing! She swore that she would never lose her temper again, just as long as she wasn't sent to that hell hole!

Though it never got better for her. Nearing the end of her sophomore year, she finally agreed to go. The idea of a fresh start flickered deep inside her. She was going to a school full of people who were failures, she had to look tame against some of the students...right?