Name: Georgina Brown
Age: 14 (and a half)
Bio: Georgina Brown grew up in an upper-upper middle class family. She lives in a decent sized house and has two younger twin brothers. Her family calls her 'Georgy', but she hates that, and prefers Gina. She's a total daddy's girl and can usually beg almost anything out of her dad, including a subscription to American Magazines.
A short girl with bright red-orange hair walked into homeroom. She always straightened her hair to perfection of let it curl into loose, messy half-waves that gave her that 'back from the beach' look. Today, her hair was straight. She had rolled up her skirt a bit, and wore a light lip-gloss and some simple mascara.
Gina had taken the hint and turned off her phone when she'd watched her friend Kasa get yelled at. Gina had Dance after homeroom today, then science. Yuck. She totally hated dissecting dead things. She sat down beside Kasa, then flipped her hair out of her face. She leaned forward. “This new rule on the cellies totally sucks.” She said. Rather than call a mobile phone a mobile, she called them cells, cellies, or cell phones, just like Americans did.
Ooc: Yes, I've heard cellies before.