ABBOTT ELEMENTARY 2.01 - Development Day
*crushes my emotions with my bare hands* as I was saying,
Book Smart, Girly Girl, Not So Stoic, Apple for Teacher, The Beautiful Elite, Formerly Friendly Family, Broken Pedestal, Clashing Cousins, Academic Alpha Bitch, Confound Them with Kindness, Wicked Cultured, Elegant Classical Musician, The Starscream, Nothing Nice About Sugar and Spice, The Napoleon, Non-Idle Rich, Stepford Smiler, Desperately Craves Affection, Lonely Rich Kid, Driven by Envy, Always Second Best, The Resenter.
𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕟
——— ⁂ Quinn grabbed it; quickly turning and calling out its owner's name. The library was lively today and she got a few looks. Still, none of those eyes belonged to who she was looking for. The sophomore crossed her arms over her chest and started walking to the double-doored exit. She liked attention. Not glares. Quinn popped her head past the frame, looking left, looking right. They hadn't gotten far.
❝ Hey! You forgot this. ❞
where : outside the kkg haunted house when : around 8pm, night who : open starter
she breathed in through her nose, counting to four. the next count of seven, while she holds, feels like it goes on forever. then release. quinn exhales, allowing the air to whistle on her lips. eight counts this time. she repeated the process. after a few goes the sophomore feels like she can finally open her eyes. from the grass, quinn sees someone looming over her immediately. "come to gloat?" she croaked, panic keeping its vice grip on her throat.
[ BIOGRAPHY ※ ]
graphic inspired by
troublemaker and #sominions by @gunshzt
memories by @gwldcnz
NAME quinn morrison NICKNAMES quinneth, Q TROPE the teacher’s pet ADDITIONAL TROPES here AGE twenty two BIRTHDAY 14th of july, 2000 STAR SIGN cancer STAR CHART here PRONOUNS she / her SEXUALITY presumed straight DEGREE pre-med YEAR sophomore EXTRACURRICULARS women’s volleyball captain, sophomore class board, first chair violin in the orchestra, vp of recruitment at tri delt RELATIONS AT OGDEN greer morrison, mitchell morrison (cousins) SIBLINGS one far older paternal half brother, one younger sister HOMETOWN noho, manhattan, ny AESTHETIC a mix of vibrant and pastel academia SKILLS multitasking between commitments, initiating conversation with confidence, steady physical co-ordination POSITIVE TRAITS driven, clever and romantic NEGATIVE TRAITS stressed, critical and envious INSPIRATION spencer hastings (pretty little liars) annie edison (community) amy santiago (brooklyn 99) lisa simpson (the simpsons) jal fazer (skins) hermione granger (harry potter series) PINTEREST here
almost always has her nose in a book when alone
the only thing more important than the grind is being the best at it
travelled before enrolling in college
top grades, high achiever, chases knowledge
peak girly
obsessive note taker and stationary collector
fuelled by nootropic mushroom coffee and vegan protein snacks
needs approval like plants need water
second-in-command syndrome
secretly leaves pencil annotations and cute notes in library books
the notion app rules her life
being a morrison, she has money to burn
cooks and bakes to unwind
speed knitter
falls asleep to nature documentaries
annie, 26, bst/gmt. she/they. no triggers.
isabellafm:
Bella stopped in her tracks, sighing, rolling her eyes, the works because, oh my god — “Proud of you for your good deed, Sandra Dee, but that’s totally not mine.” She poked her head towards the pencil case in Quinn’s hand; it was a tacky orange color, completely outside of her color scheme, and god forbid she ever used mechanical pencils. Good lord. “Though, I’m not against opening it up and digging through. Might be some goodies inside, y’know?”
——— ⁂ Quinn blinked at being called Sandra Dee. She'd heard it before. Her jaw clenched, wanting to react but knowing it wasn't worth it with Bella. ❝ Oh, ❞ she held back. The pencil case had been sitting by Bella in the library but must've been left before she arrived. Quinn pulled her arm in and held the item close to her chest, pulling a frown at the fellow legacy. ❝ I think not. ❞