Name: Jeanette Rodham

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Place of Birth: Demaitre

Species: Mortal

Appearance: Standing five-foot-six, Jeanette Rodham is a lovely young twenty-one-year-old as slender as one can be and still retain the athletic form she boasts. Such a body weighs only around 140 pounds, exceedingly little of which is fat, and bears a pair of size 34C breasts typically held by a hot-pink sports bra. Her underwear is also typically hot-pink. In fact, most of her wardrobe is typically hot-pink. She likes spaghetti-string shirts, tube tops, and the like but is also seen wearing t-shirts, long-sleeved shirts, turtlenecks, hoodies, and other such things when the weather or temperature calls for it. She love swearing cut-offs, but she’s worn other things as well – mostly sweat pants or something similar, though she has worn the occasional dress or skirt from time to time. She’s more into flip-flops than her occasional pink socks and pink sneakers. But standing out most of all to those not simply looking for attributes between the neck and the ankles are the soft brown eyes that flank a slim, petite nose and are themselves surrounded by medium-brown locks of straight hair almost always let loose to reach the small of her back.

History: As plain as one can be, Jeanette is nonetheless an interesting life for those interested in the personal histories of others. She was raised by a devout Catholic woman named Regina Daube-Fabbri, the Fabbri being John Fabbri’s (Jeanette’s father’s) surname; Regina had opted to keep her Dutch surname and thus melded it with her husband’s Italian one. It was an odd pairing, for Mr. Fabbri – though also raised in a Catholic family – was a chemist who put more stock in science than in what he called ‘creative mythology’. Jeanette had an interesting upbringing as a result. She tried to follow all the rules of the Catholic faith, but she wasn’t entirely successful 100% of the time. Then again, who was?

This was proven when she slept with her first boyfriend at the tender age of sixteen. It was a mistake only because he ended up cheating on her and spreading it around that they had slept together – meaning that sleep had absolutely nothing at all to do with the matter, of course. Despite such occurrences, though – which are typical of any high school’s student body – Jeanette ended up being very smart and acing most of her schoolwork. She got mostly A’s throughout her school years, even skipping the third and fourth grades when it was determined that she was too smart for them, but she also got a few B’s and a couple of C’s. She never got a D or an F, though, which only prompted the common (and totally untrue) belief that she was the teachers’ pet. In reality, she was anything but an academic scholar. She listened to her music loudly, got rip-roaringly drunk twice in high school, spray-painted a very large heart with an arrow through it in very bright-red paint over the lockers of several students she knew for a fact had cheated on their girlfriends, and pulled a few other minor pranks.

She wasn’t a total bad girl, though – any more than any other teenager – and actually managed to graduate from high school with an A average and a second boyfriend – albeit a temporary one, as he was only with her for three months before he left for Seattle and never came back. Jeanette didn’t have another boyfriend until about a year later, though she was certainly looking during that time. She didn’t ‘need’ a boyfriend, per se; she just liked the feeling of someone treating her like a lady, holding her when need be, and fucking her when she was horny as the devil himself.

She found this in Zhane Jepson, a twenty-three-year-old college senior majoring in photojournalism at the local university. They hit it off right away and have been together since. He got his master’s degree in photojournalism – he’d already acquired a bachelor’s degree in the program – just a couple of months after he turned twenty-four.

When Jeanette was seventeen, she had gotten a job at a local cinema. It paid well and was a job she kept throughout her final year-and-a-half in high school and the two years she spent getting a bachelor’s degree in computer sciences. She got three raises during that time, eventually having her pay bumped from $9.50 to $14 an hour, part of which was granted when she was promoted to assistant manager. She went through one of those online programs after she turned twenty and got her bachelor’s degree to get an associate’s degree in small business management at the behest of her supervisor, the cinema’s manager. She now lives in a sub-par apartment with her boyfriend and has completed the six-month degree; she’s still working at the cinema.

"She love swearing cut-offs" ... Well, that's not ladylike at all, now, is it? =)

Other then that, you're approved.