CORTEZ, NOAH JERSEY

[noah jersey cortez]

NOAHJERSEYCORTEZ

YOU SAY WE'RE BOTH LITTLE PEOPLE AND YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY,

NAME: noah jersey cortez.
NICKNAME: nj, new jersey.
AGE: seventeen.
GENDER: female.
SEXUALITY: heterosexual.
BIRTHDATE: july eighth
GROUP: senior
SCHOOL: preston heights academy
GRADE: twelve, senior

BUT IN TIME I'M GONNA PUT THIS BODY TO SHAME,

noah jersey cortez was always the shortest kid on the block. she was usually found running around and chasing after the boys, back when the opposite gender had cooties. her best friends were always male, even though she had a fraternal twin sister. if you didn't know them, you couldn't even tell that the two of them were related. noah, nj, or new jersey, as she is known with her friends, was the short, athletic, and quirky tomboy type, while cora spent most of her time with their elder sister. 

nj was born with beautiful, wavy, light chocolate brown hair, and she kept it that way up until her eleventh birthday. that year her best friend, aiden corwhey, helped her dye her hair an orange type colour. it didn't work out too well, but nj was always confident and wore the orangey colour with pride. soon after, she dyed it back close to her natural colour. then, at fourteen, nj dyed it a jet black colour; ever since nj has been dying it from the jet black she loves, to shades of rich brown, and lighter brown - depending on her mood, and sometimes even her outfit.

so, you might look at nj and want to laugh at how short she is. go ahead. new jersey does not care, seriously. ever since she was about nine, nj has been struck with the confidence that she outwardly upholds every day. one of the things she does love about herself, inside and out, is her stature. it's fun to be short, so don't even try to get a rise out of her that way. one way you could, is on her allergy to shellfish. that's mostly because she used to love shellfish, shrimp and sushi, before she developed the allergy. it's a shame, really, to be allergic to a type of food she loves.

overtime, nj has become quite the rebel from her large, wealthy, and rather well-known family. first, of course, was the constant hair dying. then at age fifteen, nj got her left ear pierced a second time since birth, and her right twice more since birth. now, she's been working on a sketch for a tattoo, although she thinks she might get a saying in spanish - since that's the language that her whole family knows as well as english, and what her mother and father used to only speak to them in. nj has also been making plans with her best friend to get her belly button pierced, while also following his imagination and sketching a tattoo that he wants as well.
    
BODY TYPE: athletic, slight, small.
HAIR: long and a little wavy though she often straightens it. naturally her hair is light chocolate brown, but she dyes it all the time.
EYES: dark brown.
HEIGHT: four foot eleven.
WEIGHT: one hundred two pounds.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: ears pierced, left twice, right three times. no tattoos, but nj wants to get her belly button pierced and a tattoo on the inside of her right ankle.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: well apart from her height, hair, and ear piercings, none.
PLAY-BY: demi lovato.

WEAR A SUIT LIKE MY OLD MAN,

danika monaghan and alejandro cortez met in business school, where they were both studying together in the same living hall. they were connected by friends, their spanish heritage, and their love for travelling. it wasn't long before danika decided that business wasn't for her, and changed to a fashion major - against her parents' advice. alejandro was very supportive, and danika really loved what she was doing. before she was even out of school, she had been approached by some huge companies, like gucci and guess. she was rich, naturally ahead of the game fashion wise, and had a real skill. after seeing danika's success, alejandro decided to mix his learned business skills with the musical talent he had always liked. so, he began working his way up in a record label. the business side.

after university, danika and alejandro continued to see each other, though they weren't exactly dating. it was danika that was seeing a few men here and there, while alejandro told girls that his heart was somewhere else. two years after university, he finally asked her out, but danika was seeing someone. it took another year, when she was twenty five and he was twenty seven, for them to get together, but it only took a few months for alejandro to propose and danika to say yes. danika was pregnant by then, and really happy to be marrying the man she had loved for what seemed like forever, and she was having his baby. (what a lovely way of saying how much you love me, you're having my baby... - sorry, glee moment xD)

they had been on their honeymoon in florida, they had to wait a while to go on their honeymoon due to alejandro's job, when the first set of twins were born. danika and alejandro loved to travel, and before dating had traveled all over the country together, and decided to give the state, or country if it happened - though it never did -, name to their babies. so, the twins became gustavo florida and fransisco florida, after each of danika and alejandro's fathers. it was only two years later when veronica york, or nica york (new york), was born. danika and alejandro were making names for themselves, and their little darlings were front page news when danika was first spotted shopping with them in their push chairs.

jordan was born a year later on a second honeymoon/business trip to ohio, when danika went to early labour for the second time (the twins' being the first). jordan was brought back to his siblings in los angeles, and they had a huge party for his homecoming. then, on a family trip to cape may, new jersey, danika was hospitalized when she became sick. it wasn't too bad, but she was pregnant with twins, and alejandro didn't want to take any chances. the family were there for over a month during the summer, and they were prepared to stay much longer just to not have to move danika. she was gettin huge, and flying wasn't going to be very safe. alejandro had changed their flights, and then three days later, five days before the new flight, danika went into labour. it was a long labour, but finally after twelve hours, cora jersey and noah jersey were born.

so that was how noah jersey was brought into the world. soon after, danika got herself back on heavy pregnancy pills and then alejandro got his tube tied. no wonder, they had six rather energetic children running about their la mansion. Noah was six when alejandro got his huge promotion to ceo, and he became very hands-on with all of the bands under the label. he would go out to their concerts and interview the crowd, the merchs, the people working in the concert halls and stadiums. soon, he was travelling every week, and danika wanted to go with him - she missed travelling with him.

so, danika and alejandro uprooted their children, their two youngest at six and a half years old, and moved them to danika's hometown of ontario. danika pleaded with her sister for a few days, before aunt zarah (pronounced sarah) gave in. she loved her neices and nephews, but looking after them indefinitely was quite a big stretch. so that's where the cortez kids have been ever since. aunt zarah looks after them, and their parents come to visit them twice a month, but otherwise they're out travelling with business. it's made nj bitter to travelling, and living the way she does. well, as far as her family is concerned; she loves the friends she has made over the years, and can't imagine not having them around.

nj made a lot of friends, mostly guys and other girls that hung out with those guys. she was always the type to wanna either laze about playing video games or go outside and play man hunt or basketball. and she would woop your ass too. then, aiden and nj started to become friends with some older kids, both age and grade wise, and nj's family didn't exactly approve of some of these friends. she was coming home later and later, sometimes not at all, she was always being slutty, and she was always with loads of guys. her family thought she was just stupid, or an attention whore. gustavo and jordan were the only real supportive ones, and only because they themselves didn't want to be hypocrites to their baby sister when they smoke and all that jazz.

some people still say noah's only doing what she does for attention, but she doesn't. it's her last year at this fancy schmancy school she hates, and only goes to because she has to because her father is a large donator, and she is going to do it however she likes. she would like to find someone some day, but until then she wants to get as much experience as she can in every aspect of life.

HOMETOWN: cape may, new jersey.
MOTHER: danika ruby cortez nee monaghan, fourty eight, fashion designer.
FATHER: alejandro francisco cortez, fifty, ceo of huge record company.
SIBLING(S): gustavo florida cortez, twenty two, aspiring artist; fransisco florida cortez, twenty two, physicians assistant; veronica york cortez, twenty, med student; jordan ohio cortez, nineteen, starbucks cashier; cora jersey cortez, seventeen, student.
PETS: nightmare, snake (stays at an animal shelter but nj pays for everything)

PACK UP ALL MY THINGS AND GET MY ASS OUT OF TOWN,

noah has always been a sweet girl. that's what her ill-informed parents would say. and perhaps it's true. nj can be sweet, when she wants to be, but usually she just wants to hang out with her friends and do whatever the hell she wants. she's not a juvenile deliquent, she doesn't have a rap sheet -though in all honesty she should- but she does like to smoke and drink, and party. she may only be seventeen, but she's been acting older than her age for many years. she had to learn to take care of herself when her daddy was always on work travel and mommy was pining after him, and her siblings had their own things. nj's developed a slight temper over the years, and you really don't want to get her too riled up, cause she may be small, but you bet she packs a mean punch or kick.

there are some things that can really mellow her out, and keep her going on normally. or as normal as noah jersey cortez has ever been. firstly is her music, nj's been able to sing for forever, and learned the piano, and then taught herself how to play the guitar. she often composes little works, and enjoys singing a lot. she is kind of shy about it though; with a little push, she's sure to jump at the chance though. next is her dance, which she loves to do for fun. she's never really trained, except ballet when she was a kid, but she loves to party and dance with her friends. her artsy skills in sketching and photography and painting are things she completely keeps to herself. her music is definitely her stronger talent, but both types are part of the same side of the brain, so it's no surprise that noah is the one who is drawing up her and aiden's tattoos. lastly is visiting the animal shelter. actually, it's something she does with gustavo, and really enjoys. she even purchased a snake, but can't have him in the dorms, so she keeps him in the shelter they volunteer at. when she's with the animals, it's like everything else goes away and that's all that's there.

nj's personality has changed over the years, but underneath somewhere she's just the same romantic she's always been. she can watch a billion horror movies, but that won't change that she finds movies and books like pride and prejudice and the notebook really appealing too. she wants to find someone to love someday, but she doesn't think that she will, and until that day she wants to feel like she's got that. even if the embrace is fake, even if it's only for a night. that's why she hooks up a lot. 

LIKES: guys, sex, smoking, drinking, partying, animals, singing, dancing, playing the guitar, playing the piano, painting, sketching, photography, messing about with friends, her siblings, watching law and order svu, popcorn, ice cream, good horror movies, chinese take out, speaking spanish, volunteering at the animal shelter.
DISLIKES: travelling, narrow-minds, people who judge anyone, school, authority, going for a long time with smoking, her parents always being gone, being dumped with their aunt so her parents can travel with their jobs, bananas, stereotypes, school uniform, insects, being allergic to seafood.
FEARS: getting stuck in a rut, never finding someone to love, being paralyzed.
DREAMS: getting big for one of her talents, finding love.

WE'VE GOT IT GOOD,

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WHETHER YOU LIKE THIS TOWN OR NOT,

a small hand brushed back the brown hair on little, two year old evander's head. blue eyes stared at the home manicure on the hand that lovingly stroked her son's face as he slept soundly. she had been cradling him in her arms for hours, and he had just now fallen asleep. imogen loved her son, and ever since she knew she was pregnant with him, the blonde knew she loved him. she loved her husband, had always loved him although not in the same way as she had grown to be in love with him, but she couldn't stand it when he left her and their beloved son alone for the night. it was not fair to any of them. evander had taken a good two hours longer to go to sleep than usual for his two year old body, and imo knew without even trying that she would not sleep a wink until her husband returned.

imogen leant down and planted a soft kiss on evander's brow before pulling the covers up to his little chin. he was growing, and growing more handsome like his father everyday. imogen smiled down at her first and only son, before turning and leaving the room. the blonde gently pulled the door close to, before heading downstairs to the kitchen. she turned the lights on as she went through to the room, and sat herself down at the counter... oh, how could she have let him go? this was stupid. fabian was going to get himself killed! and where would that leave evander? ... where would that leave her?

anytime he left for the night she had to silence herself so that she didn't scream in her sleep. so that her agonized yells did not wake up her son in the room across from her. so that their home was not filled with the tangible evidence of her nightmares. sure, she would sweat from the fear that was created by the nightmares, and yes she would kick off the covers like a five year old experiencing night demons after watching a horror film they had been told not to see. however, she would not wake up. the one sanctuary, the one wish she had during those nights would not be granted until fabian came home. and then, as if by some freaky magic, it would just stop. as if her conscience was saying, he has enough to deal with, and he does not need this too. what about what she was going through? her aching throat muscles wanted to ask. she had the responsibility of evander day and night since she did not work, and going out now, being a muggleborn witch and all, was not very easy. she had the worry, when she was awake, of fabian not returning home. or worse, returning in pieces. staying at home was a slight safety net, but it was also terrifying. sometimes, when imogen was up at night like tonight, it would feel like the walls were closing in, as if everything was about to combust into brilliant flames and her family with it. it was probably a sign that imo needed to sleep or get out, but both could be more choking than the late night illusions.

the blonde fingered the handle on her cherrywood wand. it was small and thin, like her, and she could feel her magic flowing through it. imogen flicked the wood at the dirty dishes, which automatically began to clean themselves in the kitchen sink. usually, when fabian was away at night, imogen would methodically stand before the titanium steel sink and wash the dirty dishes by hand. the muggle way. tonight was different. tonight, fabian was out there trying to get himself killed! he was going to get himself killed...

slowly, the exhausted blonde rose from her seat and left the dishes to themselves. she had to keep herself busy somehow. imogen walked back up the stairs, more like trudged up the stairs dragging her feet a little as she went, and then headed for their bedroom. she loved their bedroom, it wasn't extravagant by any stretch of the imagination, but it was personal and held many memories. it also led into a closet that had been magically enlarged, and it too held a few memories of its own. the blonde smirked fondly with that thought. the bedroom also led to their bathroom, which is where imogen headed. the twenty three year old squatted next to the bath, and stared at it silently for a few moments. when she realized that she was about to doze off, she jolted herself, and turned the taps on. the bath was deep and if they wanted to, both she and fabian could lie flat on the bottom at one time. imo watched as the bath tub filled, before turning off the waterflow. if she were a muggle the water would get cold before fabian got home, but she wasn't a witch for nothing; imogen thought this as she swirled the water with her right index finger while leaning lightly against the side of the tub. with a quick upward flick of her petite wrist, imogen had placed a stasis spell on the water temperature. it was easy, and it was nice for fabian to come home to a soothing warm bath to slip into. even if it was his fault that he was out risking his life at midnight.

imogen sighed as she pushed away from the bath tub and stood up, putting her hands on her knees for support. she was nine years younger than her beloved husband, but certainly in the fitness department he won. the blonde turned and gave her wired look a quick glance as she passed the mirror. stripping of her outer clothes as she walked towards their closet, and then dropping them into the appropriate to-wash basket, imogen tried to smooth out her hair a little. one of evander's favourite pasttimes when mummy was around, was to pull and tug, and play with her hair. not unlike his father, if imogen were to think on it. imogen picked up one of fabian's button-downed shirts. she slipped her arms into the sleeves as she walked back downstairs, and then buttoned it up as she sat. it smelled like him, which was very comforting, as was the tea that she made for herself after getting back up. the dishes were long done, she had taken more time upstairs than she had realized. dawn was breaking as she warmed her hands with her replenishing cup of earl grey, and she was zoning out while trying not to fall asleep when a pop sounded in the street. imogen was so focused on her tea, and not falling asleep in her seat, that she didn't even hear it. the tears of fright and dread on her cheeks were products of staying up and thinking about her husband, and if he would come home.

I KNOW IT'S SMALL BUT WITH A BIG HEAD,

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