HASTING, ANABELLA EMILIE

[ANABELLA EMILIE HASTINGS]

FULL NAME Anabella Emilie Hastings
NICKNAMES Ana; Bells; Bee;
AGE twenty-three
GENDER female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION straight
SOCIAL GROUP & OCCUPATION local; part of the drake hotel staff
ORIGINAL OR CANON original baby!
PLAYED BY adriana lima

LIKES guitar hero, laying around, chocolate, gymnastics, partying, sharing her feelings, dancing, her mother, taking care of Lily, going to the cinema, any type of music, feeling protected, playfully arguing, knowing the truth, sleeping, sex, taking long walks, adrenaline, fast cars, motorbikes.
DISLIKES boredom, restriction, her father, being lied to, tea, white chocolate, violence, drugs, being alone, people who just don’t know when to be quiet, accusations, pressure, hangovers, the unexpected, jealousy, decisions, people depending on her, being forced, pictures, carrots, her eyes, perverts, being oblivious to what’s going on around her, secrets.
PERSONALITY Anabella Emilie Hastings is stubborn and a bit arrogant, she is a real tough person who could take you down with in seconds. She can be sweet when she wants, even romantic but never at first impression. She loves to joke around and have fun, mostly mess around with you a bit, before showing you the 'other side'. Anabella doesn't try to show off and impress people like a lot of others do. If she was expecting guests and they wrapped on the door, she'd answer it wearing her pj's. First impressions don't mean much to her. When Anabella has an idea in her head, it's stuck and imprinted there. When she believes she's right about something, she has no second guesses.

Anabella is a girl who will go all out, if you piss her off. She has a big temper, sometimes uncontrollable, and she hates to be caged/restricted. She can have a bad attitude often, and does what she wants when she wants. Most of the time she's mad at her boyfriend or friends at times. Then to make things worse, her friends would step in and defend Liam, no matter how wrong her boyfriend would be. At times she thought her boyfriend was entirely too gullible, and expected too much from her. But Anabella has a careless attitude most of the time. Anger isn't something you see a lot in Ana, it’s actually very rare most of the time people see the bubbly, happy and care free Anabella but then there are days when you just can't be annoyed.

Even though she’s mean to those she dislikes, which is hardly anyone, if you manage to get on her good side she’ll be kind to you and can make people laugh just as easily as she can insult them. Anabella's a fairly charismatic person, always quick with an insult and can hold a conversation well. It has helped Ana through a lot of things, it helped her to hold friendships and such. Being charismatic was always a plus for Ana but then it could also result in a minus, as Anabella gets to know people she'll start opening up and talk to them more but when she starts to talk it will probably take a few hours to shut her up, she's like a radio, sometime's it will just annoy the crap out of you.

Anabella is fiercely loyal to those that she loves, and she would rather die than betray a friend or family member. Ana has very few enemies, but you certainly don't want to become one of them. If she doesn't like you, you will know it. She has never been shy about her feelings toward others, and she finds it to be a complete waste of her time to simply talk about someone behind their back. Anabella is very sarcastic, and this comes off the wrong way to people sometimes.

HOMETOWN brazil; salvador
MOTHER Isabella Marie Hastings; forty one; lawyer
FATHER Pablo Francisco Hastings; forty five; unemployed
SIBLINGS n/a
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES
HISTORY
“hey guys, i’m anabella and you would be? Well, I’m not all that great at ‘self-advertising’ but I’ll give it a shot. I’m pretty much like any other woman you would come across. I’m prone to my moody days and when I’m not, I can be a pretty welcoming gal!
I grew up in brazil with my mother and father. I enjoyed my life, having plenty of friends and being content with the life I led. All was well, until my dad started drinking. He lost his job, we where forced to find a more smaller home and our lifestyles changed. That was a big turning point in my life. Once he became fond of the drink and was officially classified as an raging alcoholic, he became abusive. Not to me though, thanks heavens! But to my mother, god bless her! It became something like a routine. Pablo would return from the bar, smelling of alcohol and perfume and whenever my mother found the courage to speculate, she was beaten and occasionally raped. And this all had occurred while I sat upstairs in my room, listening to the cries and pleads of my mother…I try not to evoke the memories of the past, but look to the future with hope.
After three years of being tied down into the abusive relationship, Isabella had fled brazil, taking me with her. We had resided in Chicago for many years. I attended school, while my mother took the chance to return to collage. She wanted to get a degree in law, determined to help others who had been trapped in abusive relationships. I was immensely proud of her, she was always a role model to me, the aspiring person I always wanted to be like. But, my life didn’t turn out like hers, to say the least.
I was seventeen when I got myself pregnant. I was a big party girl, fond of the drink, drugs and sex. I only finished school when I found out that I was expecting. I knew the father, he wasn’t a boyfriend, or a friend if I was to be completely honest. He was just a guy I knew, we where on speaking terms to say the least. He was handsome, olive skin, gorgeous blue eyes and sandy blond hair, but a complete douche! He was a typical whore, who thrived on getting girls knickers off. I really am disgusted at myself for falling into bed with him, but drunken nights have their consequences. I bet you’re wondering, did he know that I was pregnant? And if so, what did he do? No, I didn’t tell him, I didn’t find the need to. He wouldn’t have been much help anyway, I could tell he was going no where special in life.
I carried the child until I was eighteen, I gave birth on the 12th October to my daughter, Lillian Hope Hastings at St. Bernard’s Hospital. I could get all sentimental and say it was the best day of my life, and it was. Lily is, to this day, the light of my life. I suppose, she is what brought me to New York.
I left my mother in Chicago, doing what she does best. She opened up her own firm, and became an incredibly successful woman, who I still admire to this day. Liam had insisted in coming with me to New York, he was my boyfriend at the time, he said that I would need help and a place to stay, and in addition to that his grandmother resided in the town too. So, we went on our way, to start our lives together.
I lived in New York for five years, with Liam and our daughter Lily. To me, I will always consider Liam as Lily’s true father and not some slut of a man. We’ve only recently returned to Chicago, finally missing the place where we grew up. I currently work as part of the staff at the drake hotel in the town and if I must say so myself, I’ve settled down and made this place my real home.”

YOUR ALIAS nikki!
YOUR AGE sixteen
ROLE PLAY EXPERIENCE
EXAMPLE The sharp knife stabbed her multiple times in the heart, the young woman only blamed herself for twisting the knife further. Why was this pain inflicted upon her? What had she done to deserve this? Was her karma really that bad? The pain was unbearable. She couldn’t stand here, in front a man she found herself hopelessly devoted to but he, was devoted to another. Couldn’t he see she was suffering? Wasn’t it obvious? When Danielle found herself in his presence, which was rare, the tensions still hung in the air, it was obvious to everyone but apparently oblivious to Jon. Danielle could feel her knees buckle beneath her, the only thing that stopped her from falling was…Jon. It was always Jon, he was her safeguard, the only person that stopped her from falling. The only time he didn’t catch her was when she fell head over heels in love with him, but he would never know that.

Was it not only yesterday when the two sat out in backyard, talking blissfully while Danielle created daisy chains so they could sit firmly upon Jon’s head? Was it not only yesterday when she forced him to watch football with her but she secretly knew he loved doing so? Was it not yesterday when she found herself in love with him?…No that was today. She felt her heart being stamped on, poked and prodded, pulled and stretched in all different directions but another thing she knew was that none of it was intentional. She knew that from the very beginning. Funny thing is, people told her to be careful, not to let him in and she was foolish enough to ignore those wise people who spoke nothing but wisdom and give her heart to Jon. Despite that he never gave her heart back, he had kept it all along and she would never dare ask for it back, Danielle never regretted letting Jon in, never.

The silence hung in the air between them for a long moment before Jon parted his lips to release words that only brought more confusion onto Danielle. “We all seem to be complete strangers to ourselves. Thinking we want one thing…when we what the exact opposite.” Looking towards the ground, her stomach twisted and turned nervously. Danielle could only say so much before she felt as if she was saying too much. With every thought and emotion that escaped from her lips, she knew it was something that Jon could hold towards her for as long as he wanted but she had trusted him long enough to believe that he wouldn’t even dream of doing such things. The woman knew she was seriously confused and there was a chance that she could break down any moment but she refused to let that chance slip through her fingers. The last thing she wanted was to show him how weak and fragile she was, not only on the exterior but also the interior.

The hug radiated love and warmth, something Danielle craved for. Something she had been deprived of for so long. She needed it like she needed air. As he reclined his head against her neck, she released a small content sigh as she brought her hand to the back of his neck and stroked it tenderly. The young woman savoured the moment, as her body remained so close to his. She had also missed the physical contact along with the emotional and she had to admit it felt good to finally be held in someone’s arms. Someone who cared for her.

Danielle analyzed his movements, secretly hoping for what she knew was coming. The way he moved forward, tilted his head, practically leaning in for a kiss. Hesitation quickly washed over Danielle. Could she do it? Could she allow herself to be the blame of another girls pain. If the kiss ever got out between the two of them, then how could she forgive herself for hurting Rose? Despite her hesitation, temptation was working it’s way through her too. She had wanted this moment for so long. She had longed to connect lips with Jon just one more time and this was her chance. Inhaling a quick breath, she pushed the hesitation aside. She needed to follow her heart and not her head. Slowly leaning forward, Danielle’s lips where only millimetres away from Jon’s, she could feel his breath on her pale pink lips. Finally, the female closed the gap between them and locked her lips with Jon’s. A thousand electric bolts shot through her body, it felt amazing, it felt so real it had to be a dream. A dream she didn’t want to be awoken from. After a moment Danielle smiled against the kiss and got the courage to move her body closer to his so her chest was leaning on his chest.