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If anyone would ask Edie themselves she’d consider her life to be a double edged sword.<br /><br />She was born in November 21st, 1990, to two people that probably had no business actually having children of their own. It wasn’t because they weren’t prepared. Or because they didn’t have the money. More so because neither of them had thought anything about being parents. Not more so than the thought of needing someone to carry on the family name, that would inherit everything, and could be shown how to handle themselves properly within the rest of the world. Both of her parents were considered old money in Hartsville; their families living there for as long as anyone could remember. So when Edie was born the blonde haired and blue eyed baby wanted for absolutely nothing. A silver spoon in her mouth, making sure that she had everything that could be needed for a healthy upbringing. Except, of course, her actual parents. Instead she was raised by the nannies that would be hired as well as other hired help that had lived in their home.<br /><br />When she was two years old her parents had found that they were pregnant again. Though her mother was upset by the idea of ruining her figure once more because of the pregnancy, both of them seemed to hope that this one would be a boy, a true heir. Edie didn’t know exactly what was happening but she understood enough of it and she was excited at the thought of beng an older sister. Something that one of the nannies had explained to Edie would happen when her mother had had her baby. Her parents didn’t get the little boy that they were hoping for - having another little girl instead. It was after this pregnancy that her mother had made the decision to get her tubes tied, not wanting to have any more children, even by accident. Upon bringing Brooke, her baby sister, home, Edie found herself eagerly throwing her young mind into wanting to help take care of her. Wanting to be the perfect big sister and do everything and anything she could.<br /><br />As she continued to grow up, until she was fourteen, Edie was the perfect daughter. Getting amazing grades, applying herself full force to everything that she put her mind to. Even going as far as getting involved in cheerleading, soccer, and different clubs in her middle school. In mind it was the perfect way to get her parents attention. If she was above reproach, proving herself to be perfect in their eyes, surely they’d have to notice, have to pay attention to her. Of course it wasn’t exactly what happened. Though she tried everything it seemed her parents half paid attention to her. Never coming to any of her events, and just waving their hands, telling her they were on the phone, when she tried to talk to them about anything going on in her life.<br /><br />It wasn’t until she hit high school that everything started to change. Suddenly she realized that if she couldn’t get their attention by being perfect, she’d have to find another way to get it. Attention for being bad was still getting attention, right? This mindset caused Edie to start acting out. Going from the perfect student and daughter, to someone that got just passing grades, and preferred going out, to staying inside. Because of the reputation that she was gaining around Hartsville her parents started to pay a little more attention to her. Even if it was to berate her for her actions. Or because she had been brought home by the police once more. As someone that had felt invisible because of her parents this newfound attention was a welcome change. Didn’t matter that it was because of her actions. At least they were starting to listen to her. To actually see her. When she was sixteen Edie found herself becoming more involved with alcohol. Enjoying the sensation that she was given while drinking and the courage that she had while drinking. The negative side effects were something that she was willing to overlook because of it.<br /><br />When she was seventeen (17) she had stolen a bottle of her parents’ wine from the cellar and was downing the bottle in her room. Part of her had been hoping that her either of her parents would notice the missing bottle and come barging into her room to stop her. Not knowing that they had left earlier in the day without saying goodbye, heading to New York City, for a meeting, and not telling her. It was a couple hours later that Brooke found Edie, standing on the outside of the balcony that was in her room, crying, and barely hanging on by her fingertips. She had discovered her parents had left and that they hadn’t even bothered to tell her. Brooke was able to talk Edie off the ledge, quite literally, and brought her back inside, the two girls falling asleep next to each other in Edie’s bed, neither wanting to let go of the other. The next morning when Edie realized what she had done, as well as how close she had been jumping, she made Brooke promise not to tell anyone what had happened, that it would stay between the two of them. A stupid mistake and one that she wouldn’t make again, she promised Brooke, when they had agreed to keep it between the two girls.<br /><br />She managed to graduate high school with average grades; not having any other clubs or sports that she had done. Honestly she didn’t even know if she had wanted to attend college. Thinking it’d be nice to do her first year after high school, just traveling, exploring, and getting to discover herself. Her parents had other things in mind for her though. They agreed to a compromise. Edie would go to college but her degree and major was what she’d want. Not what her parents wanted her to do. Applying to Corker University in Hartsville she was accepted to start fall term that year. Once she started college she decided to major in history; something that she enjoyed and actually liked learning about. Plus she knew it bothered her parents. They had wanted the chance for her to take over the family business when they wanted to retire. Nothing she learned in her history degree would help her with that.<br /><br />Her sophomore year she met her first serious boyfriend. Jameson Denbrough. Though the two had known each other their whole lives she had never given him a second look. Was the type of person that her mother and father would have loved for her. Someone that was more fitting to their world. Everything that she had been wanting to avoid when it came to relationships. Or rather more among the lines of the serious type of relationships that others preferred. He was given her attention like she hadn’t known before. At the beginning it was what she’d consider to be a healthy and happy relationship. He was a year older than Edie but somehow they managed to connect on a level she’d never known before. <br /><br />For four years they stayed together and Edie convinced herself that she just needed to ignore all the red flags. Each night he’d still be in bed next to her. That’s what mattered, right? Three years into their relationship she had started to get the gut feeling that something wasn’t right. Some things weren’t adding up when he had made excuses for perfume she’d smell. Or weird numbers calling his phone. In her mind she knew, deep down, that he was cheating, but it was her heart that didn’t want to accept that fact. Anytime that she’d try to confront him everything would get twisted and turned to where Edie wasn’t even sure if she had been right. The gaslighting and manipulation weren’t something that Edie had much experience with. Caused her to second guess herself. Maybe she was just a little bit crazy. Overreacting because she had never actually had a serious boyfriend before. Something that he’d throw in her face quite often.<br /><br />After four years she had gotten concrete proof about his cheating but still he didn’t want to admit it. Unsure of how to proceed; knowing that he’d be able to turn everything around until she looked crazy. She went to Scarlett Stone, having heard the rumors about how she’d trick men, seeing if they were cheaters or not, and Edie knew that Jameson would fail. Of course she was right. Scarlett let Edie know the hotel they’d be meeting at as well as the time that they’d be meeting. Edie arrived with Jameson’s pants literally at his feet, taking proof of what happened, and broke up with the male. To say that it broke her heart was an understatement. But it was what needed to be done. Was the only way that Edie thought she’d be able to find any semblance of happiness again. <br /><br />Already Edie had been planning on leaving Hartsville for a little bit. Needing to get away. Especially when everything reminded her of Jameson and their relationship. Just a couple days after the breakup she had went out on the town, wanting to drink and forget everything, and she went out and let herself finally let loose. Having forgotten that side of herself since she had gotten a boyfriend. The next morning she woke up in a stranger's bed, unsure of who the person was, just a one night stand, and she quickly left before any questions could be asked. When she had gotten into Charlotte, it was discovered that she was pregnant. The time added up to the fact that it was her ex-boyfriend's baby and that was even more devastating to realize. <br /><br />When she returned to Hartsville with a baby, just a couple months old, the rumors went wild, and it was something that Edie felt like she had control of. It didn't matter what everyone else had said but considering her former reputation when she had said that it was the result of a one night stand, surprisingly, it seemed to believe that some believed that. Many of them still believed the assumption that Ada Mae was Jameson's baby. Thankfully a lot of them have at least stopped saying any of the rumors where she could hear them. Ada Mae is everything to Edie and she wants to do everything in order to help protect her daughter. Part of her understands how selfish it is to keep Jameson out of Ada Mae's life but deep down she convinces herself that it's in her daughter's best interests.<br /><br />Currently she’s twenty-nine (29) years old and lives in Mountain Falls with Ada Mae, her daughter. Surprisingly her mother has taken to the idea of being a grandmother rather well, loving to babysit Ada Mae, and paying more attention to her than Edie could ever remember having. It’s a nice change of pace. Edie loves the fact that her family has accepted Ada Mae easily into the family; having been unsure of whether they'd do so with her being unmarried. She’s given a monthly allowance as well as the house that had been bought for her, only paying the bills that’s owed and the yearly taxes for the house and land. Not entirely needing a job but wanting one she applied and got hired at Darling Buds, working alongside Bowie, as an assistant and part time delivery driver, when needed. It’s not entirely a glamorous job; surprisingly it’s one that she finds herself enjoying. Plus it gives her more time to spend with Ada Mae without working her to death.
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Some people are born with <font style="font-weight:bold;color:#f58f9a;">tornadoes</font> in their lives, but <font style="letter-spacing:2px;font-weight:bold;">constellations</font> in their eyes. Other people are born with <font style="text-decoration:underline;">stars</font> at their feet, but their <font style="text-decoration:line-through;">souls</font> are lost at sea.
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<b>Birth Name & Etymology ✖ Nick name(s): </b> Edie Louise Devereaux <b>✖</b> Edie, Edd. <br>
<b>Date of Birth ✖ Astrological Sign:</b> She was born on <i>November 21st, 1990</i>. <b>✖</b> She is a <i>scorpio</i>. <blockquote>stuff and things</blockquote>
<b>Gender:</b> She is a female.  <br>
<b>Place of Birth ✖ Hometown:</b> Hartsville, South Caroline <b>✖</b>  Hartsville, South Caroline <br>
<b>Current Residence:</b>  Hartsville, South Caroline <br>
<b>Parents:</b> Ivy & Nathaniel Devereaux. Both of her parents are still alive. <br>
<b>Siblings:</b> Brooke Devereaux. Younger sister by two years. <br>
<b>Children:</b> Ada Mae Devereaux - Daughter (5). <br>
<b>Relationship Status:</b> Single <br>
<b>Past Relationships:</b> Jameson Denbrough. Edie's first serious relationship and the father of Ada Mae though he doesn't know that. There had been other flings throughout Edie's life but none of them truly amounting to anything of note. <br>
<b>Sexual Orientation:</b> She would identify as being pansexual. Though she's only had relationships with males. There had been hidden flings with females. <br>
<b>Education:</b> She graduated high school as well as Corker University with a degree in history.  <br>
<b>Hair ✖ Eye Color:</b> Blonde ✖ Blue <br>
<b>Height ✖ Weight:</b> 5'10" ✖ 139 lbs <br>
<b>Tattoos ✖ Piercings:</b> None ✖ Ears <br>
<b>Smoke ✖ Drink ✖ Drugs:</b> No ✖ Sometimes ✖ No <br>
<b>Languages:</b> English. She took French in high school but still can't really speak it at all. <br>
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- Chloe Fitzgerald (<b>05/16</b>) <Br>
- Lorelai Carmichael (<b>05/25</b>) <Br>
- Brooke Devereaux  (<b>05/30</b>) <Br>
- Bowie Zeppelin (<b>05/24</b>) <Br>
- Sarah McAden (<b>05/17</b>) <Br>


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<i style="font-size:18px;">you owe</i><br>
<i style="font-size:15px;">starters《 05 》</i><br>
- Dominic Rosewood (<b>04/30</b>) <Br>
- Roxanne Matthews (<b>05/13</b>) <Br>
- Sophie Monroe (<b>05/27</b>) <Br>
- Alexis McQuillen (<b>06/02</b>) <Br>
- Kaseigh Prescott (<b>06/04</b>) <Br>


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<i style="font-size:15px;">replies 《 01 》</i><br>
- Blake Quinn (<b>05/01</b>) <Br>
- name (<b>date</b>) <Br>
- name (<b>date</b>) <Br>


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<i style="font-size:15px;">discussing《 00 》</i><br>
- no one
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<center><h4>storylines</h4></center>
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<h3>my daughter</h3>
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<center><i>but the truth is plain to see, she was sent to rescue me</i></center><Br>

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<h3>relationship status</h3>
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<center><i>what if i was made for you and you were made for me</i></center><br>

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<h3>little sister</h3>
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<center><i>i remember how we'd fight & make up & laugh all night</i></center><Br>

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