VANZANT, Isabella khalida

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ISABELLA KHALIDA VANZANT

NINETEEN , SIX FEET UNDER , DRUMMER , WITTY, SCOUT TAYLOR-COMPTON, BI-SEXUAL

Izzy is a fairly shy person and tends to distant herself from other people. however once you get to know her you will see that she is a bit of a spaz, big klutz and just a big goof. She is always the first to come up with some witty comeback and is always joking around. She is friendly and tends to get along well with most people. You will find out that the one thing she can not stand is liers, fakes, and backstabbers okay so that is technically three but oh well. If your any of those she will just avoid you. The one thing izzy prides herself in is the fact that she is smart and doesnt just go with the flow. While every one else out there is doing drugs and having sex, she is studying for school. That being said when she does get the chance she will drink on occasion, though she does know when to stop.

Izzy doesnt let people in very easily but she always tries to give people a chance. You will get no second chances with this girl becuase she simply believes you dont deserve them. Izzy's style is all over the place, she pretty much will wear anything as long as it isnt the color pink, she hates pink. She has a thing for high heels becuase they make her feel taller, can you blame her after all she is only like 5'4". She blames it on all the coffee she drinks, though truth be told no one in her family has ever gotten over 5'7".

Well izzy's life really isnt all that exciting. She was born to Abbigail and Jonathon Vanzant, and at that time she lived in Las Vegas, Nevada. Her mom worked at one of the casino's and her dad well who knew what the hell he did. The fact was her parents were hardly ever home and when they were they were drunk all the time. To say the least they were awful parents. They had a baby sitter that took care of them until Izzy was 10 years old. The babysitter quite one day and her parents hadnt even notice that she left. Craig being only 12 at the time took it upon himself to care for izzy. These two became really close growing up and always stood up for each other.

A few years passed and one night in drunken rage Izzy's parents got in a fight wich ended up with Izzy's dad leaving her mom. By this time craig had moved out and izzy was left alone with her mom. Thats when things started to get really rough. Her mom would blame Izzy for her father leaving her, Izzy knew it was not her fault and that her mom just needed some one to blame. After a while she just could not handle any more and so she ran away. The only person that knew where she went was her brother, becuase well he took her there.

Izzy had been playing the drums since she was about 10 years old. Her brother had taught her how in their spare time. Izzy took to it fast, and it wasnt long before she could play almost anything you put infront of her, as she was a very fast learner. So when she saw Auditions for the band Six Feet Under she jumped on the opertunity and soon became their drummer.

HEY, MY NAME IS SONYA. I HAVE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR 6 YEARS. I PLAY NO OTHERS OTHER CHARACTERS, AND HERE'S A SAMPLE OF WHAT I CAN DO;

The tour had started out pretty rough and Scout was less then thrilled with it all. Why had she joined a band in which most of the members she did not get along with. Sure they all had a sort of tolerance for each other but really none of them were friends. Well that wasn't entirely true, she did have Zaine and thank god he was here with her other wise she would go crazy. He had been her best friend since they were little, she knew she could always count on that. The concerts were fun, lively, and just such a huge adrenaline rush. But other then Zaine and the crazy concerts everything that went on backstage just pretty much sucked.

On top of that about a week ago she got a call saying her parents had died in a car crash. Scout had a daughter when she was 15 years old and her parents had claimed the kid as their own since Scout was in no shape or form ready for a kid of her own. Since her parents died custody of the kid was left to scout. Scout was still not ready for a kid, she was still partying, drinking, whoring around and touring. She now had a choice to make either take custody of the kid or let her stay in a foster home. The choice was hers but it was something she was going to have to figure out soon. The tour was no place for a young child to be, to much stuff went on that wouldn't be appropriate.

Scout was sitting at a table at the coffee shop. Her hair was tied in a loose pony tail that made it look like she had just gotten out of bed and threw her hair up quickly before leaving. She was scribbling with a pen on the napkin in front of her. It was just a bunch of scribbled lines since she was sort of day dreaming and not really realizing what she was doing. Some one had rung the little bell up at the counter and that was what had brought her back into reality. She took a quick look around and then realized what the sound was. Scout let the pen slip from her fingers onto the table. She grabbed the coffee cup next to her and let out a sigh of happiness. Yummmm she said to herself. No one loved coffee more then Scout did, if there was a coffee addicts group she would be a member for life. Today she had nothing to do so she was taking it easy and just going with the flow.

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