Bree Anna McConnell

BREE ANNA MCCONNELL
^{15 year old Sons of anarchy Jr Club, WELCOME TO CHARMING CALIFORNIA}
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Name: Bree Anna McConnell
Nickname:
Gender: Female
Birthdate: October 25th
Orientation: Straight
Grade: Sophomore
Age: 15
Motorcycle Club: Washington Jr Club

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Love it?
+Playing football
+Riding my Harley
+The wind blowing in my hair tangling it up
+Boys
+Cowboy boots
+School

Hate it?
-Losing my father
-When I fight with my siblings
-Anchovies
-Boys who don't think girls have what it takes
-sitting on the bench
-being idle

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my family
+my throwing arm
+my mom
-my dad dying
-boys
-my family

Fears?!

• Losing another of my family
  
• Not being able to play football
  
• Not being liked

Full Personality:

I like to talk once my shyness wears off so watch out. I can be outgoing and I love school and playing football. I'm not conceited I'm very modest most of the time. Football is my passion and I play with the boys not some power puff shit. I feel closer to my dad when I play since he's the one who taught me how to play. It's like he's there with me on the field. Instead of just up in Heaven looking down and watching over me.  

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Celebrity Play-Brec Bassinger
Eyes: Green
Skin: White
Hair: Blonde
Scars/Marking: none yet
Build: curvy

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Mother: @aurora
Father: Grant McConnell (deceased)
Siblings: Elizabeth McConnell Mehitable Grant, and Callum
Spouse: None
Children: None
Other: Uncles: Great Grandparents Callum and Mehitable Devlin Uncle Kevin James Stokes , Aunt Noelle Stokes, Cousins, Holden, Hollie and Heather Stokes, Uncle Dice and Aunt Giselle McConnell Cline, Chasity, Caprice, Carson, Camden, Cassidy and Cadence Cline, Uncle Grizzle, Valentina Jasmine @scarlett Victoria, and Isabella, Uncle Fury, @tianna Chase Gideon McConnell Joshua, Corey, and Jamie
History:

Well guess I should start with me being born. I was born in Manhattan, Kansas. Not as big as New York City where my parents grew up at, but it was pretty big. I have two older sisters, an older brother and a younger brother. My life was full of love and laughter till my dad died. Then things weren't so great. I knew my mom was depressed even though I was in grade school. My dad was everything to us and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

If it weren't for my dad I wouldn't have my dream of being a quarterback princess. I loved playing at an early age with my dad and brothers. My dad said I had one of the best throwing arms he'd ever seen. He worked with me on it and coached me like he did with my brothers and the positions they played. My older sisters would play with us sometimes, but they didn't take it serious like my brothers and I. When I started junior high I didn't think I could go out for football without my dad there, but my whole family backed me up and gave me pep talks. I was the only girl quarterback in Kansas. My brothers and I took them to state every year and we won.

The fight for me to play came in high school when the football coach was totally against a girl playing in high school football. Most of the sophomores and incoming freshman went on strike knowing how good I was in junior high playing with me. Even some of the older brothers joined in. Finally the coach caved and was more than happy when I took them to state and we won. He wasn't happy when I told him we were moving to California cause my mom and uncle got jobs at a new school there where I would be going as well. He actually cried as I walked out the door to start my new life.

So now I'll be starting high school again in a new school. Without my friends I had grown up with. At least I had my brothers and sisters and my cousins. With my uncle the VP of the new school and the principal a good friend of the family I shouldn't have a fight on my hands to play football there. Well at least I hope I won't. I'll be devastated if I can't play and keep living my dream my dad and I shared. Oh and most of the kids going to the new school are biker's kids. Meaning their parents were in a motorcycle club or at least one of the parents were. My dad had been a Son of Anarchy, and we weren't a part of the life like we were when he was alive. Sure we helped out with the charity drives and all, but it wasn't the same. Now we were going to get a chance to be part of the junior club. Well my sisters and I were excited about it. Our brothers planned on prospecting to the Sons of Anarchy when they turned eighteen. Which just wasn't fair in my opinion. Our stuff is already on the way to Washington California. Just need to have our bikes loaded up on the family jet when the time comes to leave which will be soon.

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RP Sample:

Albus had made his way to potions. A class that he really didn’t want to be in, but his parents had made him take it. Knowing his luck he would just blow the classroom up. He’d already gone through half a dozen cauldrons over the years. Just as he thought he was getting it right he’d do something stupid. Well this year was going to be different he thought, and he’d show his family that he could do something right. This year had to be different. It couldn’t be as bad as the first four years. Yet he wasn’t going to get his hopes up at all. He was going to take one day at a time.

He stayed in the shadows as he made his way into the potion’s classroom. No one talked to him and he was glad of that. Usually if someone did talk to him it was to put him down or goad him about his famous father. He let out a sigh of relief sitting toward the back and more to the shadows. Maybe the professor wouldn’t notice him over here either. He sat there looking down at the desk bored waiting for the class to start. He groaned inwardly as the boys in front of him were starting to dart glances back at him. He knew they were going to start in and they did, but he just tried to ignore them.

He didn’t even look over when the door opened and someone came in. He didn’t care who it was. He was more than startled though when the boy came over to sit by him. He knew who it was. It was Scorpius Malfoy. HIs father’s arch rival from Hogwarts. He was the seeker on their house Quidditch team. In five years he’d never even said a word to him that he could remember. He gaped a bit as Scorpius held out his hand. He swallowed hard wondering if he should shake his hand or not. Of course Scorpius had never given him a hard time like their fellow Slytherins. He was bringing up his hand to shake when he heard the boys in front of them snicker.

“You're making friends with Potter the squib? Are you crazy?” One of the boys asked, smirking at Scorpius. The professor was walking in, but they ignored him. “He can’t even ride a broom. Only reason he’s still at Hogwarts is because he's Harry Potter’s son.” The other one let out a laugh. “Ohhh is Potter going to cry?” He made a face at Albus mocking him and he and his friend were laughing some more.

Albus looked down at the table, dropping his hand as he heard the boys. He shot a glare at the boys. He definitely wasn’t going to cry. He hadn’t cried since he was eleven no matter what the other kids handed out to him. He was just trying to ignore them, but the moment had passed to shake hands with Scorpius and tell him his name.

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Username: bree
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: 10 years plus
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