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Created on 2006-10-11 02:11:50 (#11359156), last updated 2008-01-23

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Basic Info
Name:Alex Daniels.
Birthdate:1985-05-31
Website:behind the muse.
Bio

Alex Daniels.
Name: Alexandra Isabel Daniels.
Aliases: Al, Alex.
Age: 22.
Birthplace: New York, New York.
Residence: San Francisco, California.
Occupation:
Marital Status: Dating.
Family: Arthur Daniels (father), Claire Daniels (mother), Madeline Daniels (sister), Hunter Daniels (brother) and Cameron Daniels (brother).
Gender: Female.
Eye Colour: Hazel.
Hair Colour: Brown.
Height: 5’9.
Personality
personality
Character History
New York, May 31, 1985; Alexandra Isabel Daniels is born and a new socialite is in our midst. But, as any second-born child to a wealthy family is destined to do, she rebels — the only distinct difference that separates the Daniels from the Cadens is the mothers; Claire encourages the rebellion against being sucked into a world of money and pretty white gloves.

tbc…
Relationships.
Arthur Daniels: Call his secretary and he’ll get back to you; Claire leaves and the father slips out of Arthur. Alex tries to grasp onto him, but he slips through her hands like water. Business is Arthur, so is his new wife and step-children; doesn’t seem like old habits change as business is always before family. ‘Lavender’ is the hotel line Arthur manages — owns after an issue with money stealing from an ex-partner — and he’s starting to set up little inns (Claire’s idea — the advantages start to sink into his head and proposals are made to business partners).

He calls once every two months; a little criticism here and there. He doesn’t send birthday cards, doesn’t call to say ‘Happy Birthday’ or ask how she is to have a genuine conversation; even back in New York the birthday cakes were hardly carried by him and time was never spent together.

Claire Daniels: Married for love, left for freedom — that’s the story Alex tells herself over and over again. Her mother’s happiness ended once her father’s love stopped working conditionally and it became a career for him to be with his wife, scheduling her in for a thirty minute appointment before he left to meet some business partner. Seattle born and bred, Claire first spent her young life in a trailer before moving into an apartment with walls and floors and a shared yard without any sign of a train.

There’s nothing known about the dating scene between Arthur and Claire, but they married, had four children and she left — Hunter ‘asleep’ in her father’s chair, her bags packed and the door open, shutting closed behind her with eyes probing her back. She sends letters — birthday cards, postcards, polaroids of Grandma Florence and Aunt Hayley. Returned to her roots, Claire’s spirit over the phone sends tingles through Alex’s veins as happiness stains her voice and the guilt and dirt of New York has disappeared from her body.

They don’t talk much, but Claire’s there when Alex needs her and that’s all that matters to her at the moment. It’s believed Claire has a new family, a man with a chef’s title and a free schedule, a restaurant under his name and three kids of his own — and she’s happy. But the past remains a mystery as Claire’s tight-lipped and averts the questions and the underlying Didn’t you want me anymore? of every word that passes through in bad reception.

Madeline Daniels: Maddy is the ‘old’ kid, the wise one who is meant to put the standards way up high that it’s impossible for the younger kids to reach — except, as you can probably tell, she didn’t. Well, these standards were only forced upon Alex — Hunter and Cameron were exempted from this because they were boys and there was no hope after Alex. Three years older, Alex and Madeline’s rivalry begins over a cat named Mittens — maid Elena allows Alex to buy a little kitten and Madeline’s face turns a mossy green (it’s never been her colour).

‘Maddy’ triggers the older Daniels off, correcting Alex and using ‘Alexandra’ against her; their relationship is in shreds even to this day. They speak when Arthur calls, when Hunter’s in trouble and when Cameron’s getting an award back in New York. Madeline’s the daughter who followed a path similar to Daddy’s expectations; became the person who travels to the little inns and hotels he owns and inspects them.

She likes to pretend certain things don’t happen; slaps on a smile and a fake tone and everything is okay in the world. Madeline likes to choose what she sees and what she doesn’t; a bad quality for the older sibling with the job of looking out for the other three.

Hunter Daniels: He sticks to her like glue; whenever he’s in trouble, she’s there for him — although, vice versa doesn’t work here as Alex turns to Ren for help rather than her twenty-year-old brother. Hunter’s the son Arthur is disappointed in; he followed Alex out to San Francisco, You leave, I leave being his demand — they may live in the same city, but their apartments are streets apart.

Hunter’s known for his gambling, his lack-of commitment and, in general, he’s just known. He knows how to work people — his father being a different story. As for jobs, Hunter needs advice and a strong liking towards it instead of some blonde receptionist. Another fails, being a pizza delivery boy is about delivering the pizza, not eating it at the buyer’s house. She pulled some strings to get him a job as a bartender down at Nina’s sister’s ‘Tragedy’ — her expectations were low and it’s been two months since he got the call and he hasn’t screwed up.

‘Screw Up’ is an alias Hunter gladly wears. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a brown leather jacket always on his shoulders — Hunter has luck with the ladies and a dislike towards Ren; Alex isn’t sure where this came about, but isn’t it common for the best friend and brother not to get along?

Cameron Daniels: Seventeen and he doesn’t take a clue; get out of there while you still can! always lodges itself in her throat every time the phone is pressed to her ear and he’s on the other line. Cameron’s a character, and Alex wishes she knew him better than she did — their relationship is based on phone calls and Madeline as the messenger.

Cameron’s a joker, and a wannabe Hunter. “I’m afraid of birds,” he uses as an excuse to get out of coming to San Francisco — she always sighs and tells him there are no birds in San Francisco; New York is more populated than where she lives. It’s a routine and it doesn’t budge — just like how she looks out for him, even though he’s more of a stranger to her and he doesn’t seem to want to reach out and become more than just ‘acquaintance-siblings’.

He’s The Brain, but he doesn’t apply himself to his schoolwork because it’s what Hunter did — older brother (younger to her) cruised throughout school with girls on his arms and a bully two years older than him using him as target practice.

Cameron’s dark haired, dark eyed with a few freckles over his nose and that’s all she knows of him; her memory fails her when she tries to recall Claire growing for nine months with Cameron forming inside of her (she brushes it off as it felt like her rebellion years were starting to imprint on her younger self).

Ren Toll: The one thing these two have in common is their taste in shoes; at six, they meet in ‘Rays’ shoe store with their mother’s holding their hands. Play-dates are arranged as if they’re still toddlers (and this is all Elena’s doing; Claire wants to protest but arguments with her husband seem to circle in her mind and she agrees, a smile plastered to her face, creases denting her skin) and somehow, a friendship forms between pink and black.

She’s the kid Alex would trade her older sister in for; Ren knows everything there is about Alex, and, even though Ren’s a mystery wrapped in blonde hair, blue eyes and a pretty smile, Alex knows Ren like the back of her own hand. Even without words, Ren knows what Alex is thinking and feeling — the two were destined to meet, is their tale, as they both rebelled against what their parents wanted for them. Upper-class snottery wasn’t something on Ren’s to-do list, and neither was it on Alex’s.

Black covers gold, and Ren’s no longer a blonde; Elena’s not happy and it’s the final straw as one mother is still in New York and another is back ‘home’. Graduation arrives, college applications are denied and approved, and their plan to move on from this place begins at twenty.

New York is a distant memory as San Francisco becomes the future; Alex moves into an apartment with a lunatic for a landlord, and Ren crashes at her cousin’s before she becomes a nomad and finds herself in everyone’s fridge.

Ren’s blunt; it suffocates every other quality of hers as her mouth barks out words in a carefree manner and she does what she wants without considering the consequences. Born ‘Reese Matilda Tolbert’, a part of her rebellion plan she changes her name and grabs the addiction of smoking off the aisle in ‘Tomko’s’ liquor store near the Californian beach.

Jason Taylor: They meet at Sarah Connor’s wedding; she’s a bridesmaid and he’s a fill-in groomsmen who takes the job of filling in for the photographer halfway through the nuptials to take candid shots the man with the professional card had refused to do. It starts off awkward; more awkward than Jeremy (and, really, she hates how she compares the two) — she can’t stop talking about him and, according to faithful sources by the names of Adam Chester and Nina Goodman, he keeps developing the same roll of film with her in it.

The kid of Jack and Helen Taylor, Alex isn’t sure why they never met at any functions back in New York. Arthur frowns upon her relationship with Jay, ignoring the fact that he’s the son of an old classmate of his. He’s a San Francisco native, living in The Bluebird with Adam, Cooper and the kid she likes to stir up with ‘Harry Potter’ and ‘Boy Under the Stairs’ nicknames.

After night skies, walks and moonlight, they become Jay and Alex and things start to slowly progress from there. A past lingers behind him and she can’t help but hope this isn’t a rebound; he brings her breakfast in the mornings and fixes her kitchen sink on more occasions than one, Hunter becomes one of his pals and, really, he becomes more of a permanent part of her life than anyone else has in the first two months of them being them.

She never calls him ‘Jason’, just like he never calls her ‘Alexandra’; it’s an unspoken courtesy they grant each other as they grasp for a life on the other side of the tracks. Mannered, sporty and helpful is the slogan Alex glues to Jay; he’s a private person and his little insecurities that consist of Jeremy and her past is what she finds adorable about him.

Two months increase and they’re still going strong. And the ‘I love you’? It’s a whisper spoken to sleeping faces.

Jeremy -: Ex-boyfriend and a half, really, because even though the ex-boyfriend sticks to his name like glue to paper whenever he’s mentioned, her father still likes to think of him as a part of the family — a position Jay should take. Their relationship is, in a nutshell, the mess underneath her bed in both her New York room (presuming her step-mother hasn’t decided to give one of her trolls her old room) and San Francisco combined; unfinished, messy, always a lingering stench.

Yale is where it begins; there’s a party in his dorm and his pal almost spills his vodka mixed with lemonade and something along the lines of orange juice on her — Jeremy plays the hero and stops it from happening; very Clark Kent, she says, and he whips up a smile and she’s already addicted. There’s nothing much to it; it’s like a love at first save — group get-togethers turn into dates which begins something new.

It’s not like she regrets Jeremy; she doesn’t — first boyfriend to ever please her father, first boyfriend to ever raise suspicion in a static mother. She breaks it off before The Move (capitals are required here); she catches him in kisses and a lie, and she sees him for who he really is and the rich boy Ren had warned her would emerge.

She moves, he knows — and it’s months of silence between them, which she likes, but his name pops up in conversations with her sister who, coincidentally, has relocated to San Francisco (the tips of Maddy’s mouth turn up whenever she slips in his name; Alex shifts in her seat and her eyes descend to whatever is below) — but, as of late, little messages and hints of Jeremy in San Francisco rear their ugly, tiny heads.

Jeremy owns masks — to Alex, anyway (she’s still bitter); packed in a nice blonde package with green sparkly eyes, Jeremy’s the boy all daddy’s want to see their daughter’s with. He’s the first one to ever hear ‘I love you’, and, as much as she likes to believe she’s stopped loving him, the place where Jeremy is in her heart still beats.
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