for: @elaine-elizabethxo 's roleplay !
Name: Olivia Ryan
Style: Bright, girly, and mostly known for wearing pink.
Likes: The color pink, being a blonde, her best friend Alicia Rivera, looking her best, parties with upperclassmen, football games, dance classes, starbucks, + plastic surgery.
Dislikes: being called 'Faux-livia' or 'Duh-livia', people making fun of her, being called stupid, not getting what she wants, her learning disability, sweating, the Pretty Committee (sometimes), and the DSL daters (sometimes)
Bio: Olivia Ryan. Noted as the not so smartest girl at Briarwood Country High School, Olivia is probably one of the most not so logical girls you'll ever meet. She's always giving out the most craziest ideas but yet she's probably one of the most funnest girls you'll ever meet. Olivia is normally known for hanging out at upperclassmen parties and constantly getting plastic surgery. Her father is a plastic surgeon so she can't help getting something done every now and then. Olivia is also always known for saying something utterly stupid every now and then and even getting a bunch of questions wrong during her classes. People wonder how she even got this far in high school. But truth is, Olivia as a learning disability. She has dyslexia and has had it ever since she was younger. She never tells anyone that she has it because she feels like that will only give people another excuse to call her stupid. She hasn't even told her best friend. She rather people call her stupid, give her funny names, or anything else but telling them the real reason why she acts the way she does during class, or why it's so heard for her to learn things as fast as everyone else, or why she has to take extra tutoring classes. She doesn't want to give people another reason to make fun of her.
Model: Hanna E. [I have no idea what her last name is! Sorry!]
+ Why do you want to be a part of this RP?
- When Polyvore first started the only reason why I joined this website was because I wanted to be apart of The Clique roleplays so seeing someone make a new Clique roleplay is something I just couldn't miss out on.
+ Will you be able to make at least 2 sets a week? Will you be active and comment on others sets?
- Yeah I can make 2 sets per week, as long as everyone else is being active as well.
+ Random fact about yourself
- I was Alicia Rivera before in the first ever clique roleplay on this site. (: And I'm like hilariously sarcastic.
+I, Vickyy , swear, that the drama between characters will always be kept between the CHARACTERS, and NOT the polyvorians.
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Olivia stood infront of the full length mirror in her bedroom with her butterly blonde hair was tossled up into a high bun and stood on top of her tippy toes. She cupped her hands infront of her chest and pushed her small, b-cup boobs together. She was trying to figure out how she would look if she had gotten a boob job. Olivia released her hands and reached over for a couple of Kleenex tissues to stuffed inside of her lacey pushup bra. Olivia turned her body to the side and tilted her head in the mirror. After a few minutes of quick examination, Olivia pulled the soft tissues from out of her bra and dropped them on the floor. She already decided that she wanted a boob job for her next birthday.
Which wouldn't be too much of a serious issue since her father was a plastic surgeon and with everything going on with her learning disability, all Olivia needed to do was give a small pout and a sob story about how big of a difference her confidence would be if she had gotten a new plastic surgery job. Then, just like that, she would get what she wants.
Spreading her arms out into T shape, Olivia fell onto her bed with a large sigh. Her blue eyes darted over her small pink digital clock and notice the time saying 7:35 pm. Rolling her eyes, Olivia turned her body over and looked up at ceiling. She was supposed to be focusing on studying for her History exam but there was no way she was going to be able to focusing for hours on something she simply had no interest in learning. And being dyslexic wasn't helping either. Sometimes it sucked having to learn a completely different way from everyone else or have to schedule tutoring hours because she couldn't focus or even process what was going on in class. Olivia rolled her eyes at the thought. She rather do anything, and she meant anything, then have to study for this test.
[Wicked sorry that the story is short, I'll add more if needed.]