Mercedes McCoy

[Mercedes McCoy]

MERCEDES CHANEL MCCOY

physical description

NAME: mercedes chanel mccoy
NICK NAME: cedes
AGE: nineteen
BIRTHDAY: july eleventh
GENDER: female
HEIGHT: five foot six
WEIGHT: one hundred twenty one
BUILD: slim and fit
EYES: brown
HAIR: long and black
STYLE: mercedes has a preppy look. she likes to wear heels, but also has a huge collection of jordans.
OTHER: three tattoos . three piercings . dimples

personal data

ORIENTATION: heterosexual
PROFESSION: footlocker
EDUCATION: decided not to go to college
SOCIAL CLASS: middle
ETHNICITY: african american
AMBITIONS: "my plan in life is to actually get somewhere. to actually be someone. i dont wanna be in the hood for the rest of my life. i want a family."

personality

PERSONALITY TRAITS: slutty, flirty, mean at times, ambitious,

LIKES:
- boys
- sex
- money
- shopping
- ice crean
DISLIKES: At least five.
- messy girls
- too much drama
- no life people
- haters
- violence

STRENGTHS:
- dancing
- fighting
- singing
- being a slut
- doing hair
WEAKNESSES:
- chocolate
- cute boys
- money
- food
- sweet talk
TALENTS:
- can dance
- can sing
- can do hair
- hacing sex
- spending money
HOBBIES:
- shopping
- having sex
- dancing
- singing
- swimming

GENERAL DISPOSITION: "when people first see me, they might think of a good girl. but if you take a moment to actually see me, you would think other wise. yes, im very nice to guys, but to girls, i dont have no nice words to them. girls, in my opinion are just catty, and i dont wish to associate myself with catty chicks."
SELF-IMAGE: "i think the decisions ive made so far in life are okay. not going to college is what i chose. i felt like people go to college to further in the career they want. my career doesnt require a college. i want to be a singer. you dont need a degree to be a singer, and i know my parents hated me for not going, but oh well."
GENERAL PERSONALITY: the first thing that comes to your mind of chanel is a sweet and innocent young woman. but your wrong for thinking that. she has a backbone and will be glad to show you. to start off, chanel is a slightly competitive person, she likes being the best in whatever she does. she strides hard at what she does and never gives up unless she truly has to. determination is what she has, she doesn't and never will back down from a challenge. i guess you can say she is a strong woman with a lot of courage. growing up around boys, she had learned to stick up for herself. although, there are times when she can be an emotional wreck, that's common in girls. having fun is what she is all about, but she knows when to knuckle down and get to work. chanel have a unique way of expressing herself, although she isn't exactly that much of an out-spoken person. she will voice her opinion when she feels she needs to, other than that she just goes with the flow.

she isn't arrogant nor is she high strong, she doesn't believe in talking about herself. she has natural beauty and it is clearly shown, so there's no point in talking about it. people have different opinions about her so what's the point of talking about yourself if some might not think the same way? no reason. chanel can seem a little stubborn, she doesn't always go by what another person says. she likes doing things her way because in her mind there isn't a better way than her own. she is a laid back sort of girl, not really the one to be put in the spotlight. although she likes being out-going, center of attention isn't really her thing at times. unlike other girls, she doesn't put on an act for a guy to like her. sure, she is flirtatious but she doesn't go overboard, well not all the time. chanel likes to play hard to get, nothing comes easy with her. obviously, as you can see, she has sex appeal and a lot of it. although, she doesn't go throwing herself at some random guy that she meets. sometimes, she may use it to her advantage with things, seeing as though she is nowhere near ugly.

chanel is a very easy person to get along with. she likes having friends around and people to help her out in her time of need. she is understanding and likes helping out whenever she can. you will be surprised at how educated she is. she has street smarts and book smarts. everyone may see her as a stuck up little bitch, but she is far from that. chanel never judges a person by their cover, she likes getting to know people. she doesn't give a damn what people may say or think of her, she can't and won't change for anyone. she holds her own and you can clearly see that. besides being a nice, intelligent girl, she is very sweet. people are amazed when bad comments are thrown at her, seeing as though she shrugs them off with a sly smirk or smile.

even if she is always smiling and laughing, you can tell when she is pissed off. but when she does get mad, she tends to switch it up a bit. she will laugh sarcastically and get revenge any way that she can. if that doesn't work, onto the physical contact. she is not the one to be messed with, she can be a bitch if provoked. even being a sweet girl, she has her rebel side. she likes pushing boundaries and seeing the consequences. i guess you can say she is a very unique character. chanel is an overall hard-working, kind, and attractive girl. along with the sweetness she is a fiesty female with fire. basically she can be a playful girl, but knows when to get down to business. she really is a kind person to be around. she has goals and wants to complete them in any way that she can. she was taught to never give up on her dreams, she will keep that lesson to herself.

biography

PARENTS:
-Mother, tiyra
-Father, james
SIBLINGS: none
CHILDREN: none
STATUS: single
HOMETOWN: "i used to live in oakland, california, but my parents wanted me to get away from there, so i moved here"


BRIEF HISTORY:
how about we start out with our first source to me? that, of course, would have to be my two amazing parents. my mother, tiyra giselle, was a secretary. my father, james marcus, owned his very own company. my parents met when they were in their junior year of high school. my mother was walking to her class, and was actually a bit sick. when she sneezed, all of her books fell to the ground. good thing my father was there, because he helped her out. the two flirted and what not, and then exchanged numbers. later that day, during night time, my father called my mommy, and the two talked all night. during school, the two would give each other these looks. everybody knew what was happening, except these two. they simply thought they were just talking, but everybody else knew the two were a couple already. but it wasn't the case right then.

after two months of simply just talking on the phone and giving each other looks, the two finally began going together. everyone thought that they were already together, but when the two really started claiming each other they began to know the real truth. yes, they did have their ups and downs. especially when my daddy began talking to the head cheerleader...a lot! my mother was that jealous type, and he knew it. one day, she was simply standing with her friends, watching him talk to the head cheerleader. what was her name, again? oh, jessica! but yes, my father was talking to jessica, the two were really close, and i mean by how close they were standing. he then he did the unthinkable! he kissed her! my mother, being the hothead she was, she walked, no stormed, over to him, and began blowing up at him! he had hurt her. she had simply called the relationship, and avoided him at all cost. after nearly a month without speaking to each other, my dad decided that she was the one. he needed to be with her no matter what. so, he set up a dinner, very romantic and everything. he invited her to his home. at first, she told him that she wasn't going, but her friends told her to go. everyone wanted the two back together. except tiyra! but, she ended up going to the dinner, and he apologized and even made her shed a few tears. aww. the two were back on, and everyone was happy. now, their friends didn't have to listen to each other talk about one another. trust me, it can get on your nerves!

after high school, at the prom actually, james stopped the whole thing! everybody was screaming at him and everything. they knew nothing of what was about to happen. tiyra simply looked at him, "what. what are you doing?" she asked. she simply wanted some answers from him. he looked at her. "tiyra giselle, i, james marcus mccoy, would like for you to become the first and the last tiyra giselle mccoy. tiyra, will you marry me?" he asked her. my mother was speechless, the only thing that came out of her mouth, was, "no!" and with that, she backed away from him. james was heartbroken. so heartbroken, that he couldn't talk to her anymore. she wasn't trying to be mean to him or anything, but she just couldn't tell him the true reason why. especially not in front of the entire senior class. two weeks later, tiyra set up a place to meet him at. their conversation went like this, "why am i here, tiyra?" he asked. "well, i'm trying to tell you the real reason i said no" she said in a soft voice. "uh huh" was his only response. "james, if you think it's because i don't love you, then you are wrong. so wrong!" she said raising her voice, just a little bit. "then tell me why tiyra! i wanna know! you could have at least said yes in front them. you made me look like a fool out there!" he said raising his voice a bit louder. "when i saw you kiss her, i was furious, james, you'll never understand how furious i was" she said before she was cut off, "i apologized to you for that, i thought we were over that, tiyra. its been three months since then" tiyra looked at him. "let me finish! after a broke up with you, i started crying. your bestfriend, chris, came to help me out. we talked for a while in the gym, and it happened." she said. james looked at her with anger. "it?" he asked her. "yes. it" she said confirming the worst thing ever. "tiyra why!?" he asked. tiyra looked at him. "we weren't together anymore, i had free will. i did as i pleased, but now, i cant. because i'm three months pregnant with his child!" she said crying again.

my father couldn't believe his ears. he really couldn't deal with anymore. but, here he had someone he loves over here crying. he had to help her out. "ill be there, no matter what" he said. "tiyra, i don't care about that, as long as i can have you" after a while, the two got back together and even got married, yay! the only thing that was still wrong was this darn child! tiyra knew she wasn't really sure who the child belonged to, so she asked both boys to come take a dna test. they did. tiyra had the right to read the out to the two. "chris, you are not the father" chris nodded. really, he didn't want to be. "james, you are not-" she stopped because of his outburst. "how do you not know who the father is! i want a divorce!" he said looking at her. tiyra looked at him, "well, i was going to say that you are not walking out her baby less, but since you want a divorce, fine!" yes, sure, tiyra, fine until you went into labor. that's right, she began the process of having the baby. december 27th, miss. mercedes chanel mccoy, was born into the world. wow, i was a gorgeous little baby, wasn't i? well, my family seemed a bit happy. my mother and father put their careers on hold for four years. when i turned four, my family decided to hire a nanny. no, we weren't rich, my mother just didn't want me going to daycare, and we had some money. just not tons and tons of it like most people out here. when i turned four, i was on my way to kindergarten. school time was great. my favorite time was, of course, nap time. oh, and snack time was great, too. but before kindergarten was over with, my mommy told me that i was going to have a little brother. now, back then, i was excited and all, but i grew to not like it! i didn't get that attention that i wanted anymore, and i needed that attention!

during middle school, i tried out for the cheerleading team. it was a bit hard, seeing as myself and the head cheerleader didn't get along one bit. i think it had something to do with her boyfriend. i simply didn't care that much about it. i liked him, he liked me. what was i supposed to do? not like him? yeah, i don't think so! but yes, i did make it, and we ended up squashing the whole thing. but one night, at a football after party game, i was simply heartbroken. my so called boyfriend was there, and he was basically wasted! i came to the party late. i told everyone i was going to be late, because i had to deal with my family first. i came there, his friends were running into the back, where the rooms where, calling his name as if they were rushing him. i was smart. never was the dumb one. so, i followed them. they all tried to block the door, so i wouldn't get in, but the powerful kick made them move. i walked into the room, and there he was naked and the girl? oh, yeah, she was naked in a corner trying to hide. he had broken my heart, and i didn't want to deal with the same thing my mom had to go through. so, i ended the relationship, and left the party. we never spoke again. i passed on by to high school. just barely though. i was too distracted by many things to do anything. but i got into high school. instead of being a cheerleader, i simply wanted to be a dancer. cheerleaders didn't do as much as i wanted them to do, so i decided that maybe dance was what i wanted. and it was! they did all the crazy stunts and it was just fun. well, until i found out that my ex boyfriend from middle school decided to attend the same high school as myself. and this time, he actually wanted to talk it over. i allowed him to, and we decided that we should get back together. yet again, we were at another after party. the only thing i didn't want to happen was the same thing replaying over again. and it actually went different this time. we were both wasted, we almost did it. until one of his girls came in, and began calling him a cheater. he had disappointed me on so many levels. i just couldn't face him anymore. like, i trusted him, and he betrayed me. not once, but twice. too many times. usually i get that three strikes you are out, but not with him. i wanted him out. and for good! high school was fair. i didnt get into much trouble, like i thought i would. no, i didnt make straight a's like my parents had wished, but i did well enough to get out of it alive!

moving here, was not my plan, but my parents said they had heard good things about it. im still waiting to see all those good things they were talking about

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