[b a d] cop
 
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Name: Isabella Nichols Type of Character: Canon Member Title: [b a d] cop Known As: Officer Nichols ;; Bella Gender: Female Age: Twenty-Six Occupation: Police Officer. Location: Lower
Personality: Isabella has an issue when it comes to following her heart rather then her head. She is just learning how to think things through. The lesson had to be learned quickly, considering that she‘s a cop, but she is managing. Because she is more often then not listening to her heart, rather then her head, Isabella is known to act on instinct.
When Isabella does do something, she puts her heart and soul into it. She can get completely dedicated, almost to the point of an obsession. When she starts something, she has to finish it, and she doesn’t care how long or how hard the task is. She doesn’t necessarily have to have the out come be perfect, but she has to finish it, and she has to be pleased with her own product.
Isabella is extremely protective. She’d risk her own life just to save a friend’s or a family member. She doesn’t show a caring side, and usually comes of as careless, but when the time is right, she’ll show just how much she cares.
Isabella usually has an open mind. She doesn’t try to judge people, but sometimes a woman just can’t help herself. She will hear a person out though, and get their side of the story, before she makes her final judgment. First Impressions really do count the most though.
Isabella usually is a very forgiving person. She tries to be. She’s done a shit load of mistakes growing up, and she knows that people fuck up once in a while. If you do something that really upsets her though, she can hold a grudge for life.
Physical Appearance: Isabella has a tan complexion. She looks like she has a glowing tan year around, a color a few women might kill for. Though her skin is perfectly flawed. Isabella has a few tattoo’s that not a lot of people have the privilege on knowing about.
Due to high cheekbones, Isabella has a slim face, and diamond shaped eyes, that are liquid green in color, with random specks of brown here and there. Thin dark eyebrows rest just above her eyes, while thick, black and naturally green tipped eyelashes frame her eyes. She has a small averaged sized nose, that she gets from her mother, and full, natural pouting lips.
She has a small frame. Although Isabella is small in frame, she is still curvy. Miss Rice isn’t ashamed of her body, and often shows it of in an appropriate manner. She isn’t a whore, and honestly, she’d rather run around in jean’s and a t-shirt.
Portrayed By: Kiera Knightley
Background: Isabella was born to Vivica Heart, a single working mother, when Vivica was only sixteen. Isabella was taken care of by Vivica the best she could, and see countless of lovers come and go, as well as Baby Sitters and her Mother’s Job. She learned at a very young age that she had to work to get what she wanted. When she was six, Vivian decided that Isabella was old enough to take care of herself in their small apartment and didn’t bother with baby sitter’s anymore.
Isabella had no problem taking care of herself, and while her mom was often at work, Kat would just not go to school. She didn’t fit in there anyway. No one could see her, she felt invisible. When Child Services showed up though, just after her tenth birthday, Isabella started going to school. She loved her Mom as much as she knew her Mom loved her, and she didn’t want to be forced to leave.
Isabella did the best she could in school while she was either ignored or picked on by the other kids for not having nice clothes. She’d rather be ignored, but when they pick on you, you get noticed, and that was nice to every once in a while.
Isabella focused on her studies, and she fell in love with English. She didn’t like the reading, but she loved the writing parts. She fell in love with words, and that’s where she lost herself. Isabella started writing short stories at the age of nine, but her short stories were usually six pages long.
Her Mom began seeing someone from the upper class. He was nice, and treated her Mom so much better then the other scum bags had. When ever he looked at her, or said her name, it was like she was something holy. It was only so much better to see Mom happy with him. He was nice to her to, and took her out of the house and did ‘fatherly’ things with her, rather then just ignore her.
He asked Isabella if it was okay for him to marry her mom when she was eleven, Isabella gave him permission, but only under two circumstances. She got to pick the ring out with him, and she got to adopt his last name. Malcuhas happily agreed, and the two went on a mission to surprise Vivian with the best wedding proposal possible.
They succeed, and in the next summer Vivian and Mark married, It was a small ceremony, with only family and close friends invited. Isabella adopted her step-fathers last name, and began calling him [I]Papa[/ip. The times when he wasn’t in her and her mother’s life was forgotten.
Mark got a different job over, and the company moved him and the family the same time her Mom got pregnant. Isabella was as happy as her parents. Even though she was a few months shy from being thirteen, she’d always wanted a little sister.
Isabella started high school in Virginia, and did the best she could through her high school career. She had the option to graduate early, but she chose to stick around for her senior year in order to take a few ‘fun’ classes, and leave high school with her friends.
She took a year off after high school to go travel across Europe. Her Mother had agreed, only if she took at least one of her friends. Vivian had told her, that since she never managed to travel when you was younger, that Bella should. It was an unforgettable experience.
She came back a year later, and was ready to make something of herself. The eighteen year old joined a Justice College, and got her degree as a police officer. She worked in the town that she had spent her high school years in, but she was soon transferred to Dexly. It’s an odd town, and Isabella is trying to figure out what the town considers ‘good’ and ‘bad’.
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| QUOTE | She sighed and glanced through her eye lashes at her math teacher. He was staring impatiently at her, and after staring back at him for a few seconds she answered the problem. “Three-Root-Four” She spoke, her tone was thick with boredom, just to piss him off some more. She knew what they were doing, if she was him, she’d be trying to teach this stuff to Bimbo Number One.
Alexis lowered her head and resumed her writing on the formally black piece of paper. She sang silently in her head, and formed a steady rhythm mentally as she wrote her heart out in a form of a poem. She wasn’t worried about anyone peeking. People knew better then to look at her while she was like this.
None of her friends were in this class, so she was forced to entertain herself. It was shitty that this was her first class. But it gave her something to talk about when she ran into her Clique. She couldn’t wait to share with them the stupidity of Mister Benard and the Preps. Seriously, how much money does it take for a Prep to pass a class?
She shouldn’t be thinking that though, because she could have been one of them. Alexis set her pen down, and sat up, to watch the Queen and King of the Prep Clan. Her expression was blank while she watched the pair with disgust. Don’t they know that the real world is nothing like this?
At least, she prayed it won’t be like this once she leaves High School. To many people are categorized with their money and their style. Alexis glanced back down at her paper, and packed her stuff before she stood up, handed her class work and her home work to her teacher before she left the class without a word. |
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