Name: Jordan Danielle Ulliel
Age: 17
Race: Half Dream Watcher
Gender: Female
Occupation: Head cheerleader, captain of the softball team, and assisstant manager at
Hollister
Personallity: She's kind to most, even the geeks, but everyone sees her like a bitch, because of her appearance.
Appearance: http://mrs-daria.deviantart.com/art/Flyer-120991717
History: Her father is a Dream Waltcher and her mother is a human, thus making her a half Dream Watcher. A Dream Watcher is a shapeshifter, that takes on all kinds of different shapes and enters peoples' dreams to protect them from dangerous nightmares. Her father works as a famous director and her mother is a world-known actress. She's daddy's little girl and gets everything she wants, but doesn't take it to heart. She's never had a problem and hopes to go to acting and directing school after highschool.
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"Jordan! Get up! Come on, it's Saturday and you're asleep! We were supposed to go shopping!" Jordan's best friend, Sarah, was bouncing on the bed, whining about Jordan falling back asleep after getting dressed. Jordan groaned and chucked a pillow at her friend, sending her flying off the bed. Sarah stood back up, unscathed, and put her hand on her hip. "Jordan Danielle Ulliel, if you don't get your blonde ass out of bed I swear I'll tell your dad what you did last night!" This, of course, sent Jordan flying out of bed and towards her dresser. Last night she'd went clubbing with Sarah and her friends. If her father found out she'd be dead.
"You know, I hate it when you say stuff like that," Jordan grumbled, pulling on a pair of short Hollister shorts and a black Hollister t-shirt with a white seagull across the breast.
"Love you too," Sarah smiled, trying on the pair of converse that was under Jordan's bed. "These are comfortable. How come you never wear them?" Jordan shook her head and ran a brush through her hair as she slipped on a pair of black flip flops.
"Maybe it's because we live in California and it's the end of July. Who'd want to wear tennis shoes in ninety degree wheather?" Sarah just shrugged and smiled at a finally ready Jordan.
"Yes! You're done! Let's go! We're meeting the guys at Tropical Smoothie and then going to the mall. I need a new bathing suit!" Jordan rolled her eyes as her friend yapped away all the way to Jordan's black Bugatti Veyron. Jordan waved politely at the guys that were skateboarding next door before yanking out of the driveway and speeding off smoothly.
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