Queen of Hearts ; Malori Stefanni

[xcandycanes]

you've got one shot.

Name ; Malori Niccole Stefanni
Age ; Sixteen
Grade ; Junior.
Catchphrase ; Gotta Catch 'Em All!
Nicknames ; Mal, Malnic, Stefanni.
Type ; Hearts

tell it like it is.
Personality ;

First off, I'm not your average girl. I'm zany, kooky, heck, let's even call me crazy. But I'm lovable in my own unique way. I can be kind and sweet or I can be a total b****. Depends on how you act towards me. I believe in karma, hun. I'm not normal, really. Honestly, I'm not a perfectionist as I may seem. I find beauty in imperfections. People describe me as a total sweeties - my enemies say I'm a suck up. I'm honestly indifferent about what you call me. 'Cause in the end, the only ones who'll stick with me are the one's who's seen me at my worst, my best, and my lowest. And that's probably only going to be my family, my significant other, a handful of friends and myself.

Likes ;

» nature » photography » friends » dancing in the rain » lip gloss » comics » airplanes » peppermint candies »

Dislikes;

» hypocrites » haters » animal cruelty » hindered dreams » boring days » seriousness » sickness » frowning »

Phobias ;

» growing old » that a duck is watching me » not succeeding »

History ;

» » » I was born in New York City on the seventh of August. Nothing unusual, nothing out of the ordinary. I was born to a set of parents, no sob story there. Annabelle Stefanni and David Stefanni. They're pretty laid back. I don't call them mother and father. I call them Anna and David, no shocker though. Well, moving on. I was born a healthy baby girl, in a healthy family in a hospital. No, I was not born in a taxi cab and I was not born a boy. Whatever.

A few years back, my dad who is an author, decided the busy city life wasn't for him anymore. Not that he really took in the city life. He was usually cooped in his room breathing in fumes of ink and tapping away at a keyboard. So, we moved here. That was a few years back when I was about 12. Nothing really significant happened after that, I guess. Just the cliche, teenage life. Wallowing over boys, teasing friends, dancing and singing, setting goals, complaining about life. Yeah, that's basically it.

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