Johnnie

Johnnie

A Story by The Poet of Black Wings

Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Gay


Personality: Johnnie is the sort of girl that you'd probably call a “punk” or as she says, a “Pink”. She kind of acts like it too, but that's all for fun. Really, she's just a girl trying to get by in the world. She has problems and she deals with them, better than most people that are her elders. She tries to live for the moment, but always has some sort of plan for the future.

Outside of that, she's a serious, yet fun girl with a surprisingly strong work ethic.


Physical Description: Standing approximately five feet tall, she's kind-of short. Her style is typically very punk-ish, at least when she's not at one of her jobs. She is white, has red hair and green eyes.


History: Johnnie was born into a rich family. The kind that could literally own a small town and in fact, they did. The Ferus family kept the place secretly tucked in their pocket somewhere off in west-coast America.

Johnnie didn't muchly care about her family or its riches, which is why when they threatened to disown her when she “came out of the closet” on her sixteenth birthday she told them to go ahead, and left. The family didn't even try to stop her.


Frustrated, she managed to pack up a few things and back-packed her way down the west coast and back up it, eventually landing in Los Angeles. Once there, she managed to find herself a job, three actually, and a little studio apartment. Sure, it wasn't exactly much compared to her previous living conditions when she lived with her family, but it was comfortable enough for her.

She found that she rather liked it in the city, despite the fact that she worked almost all of her time away so that she could afford to live. Most people in her situation would have complained but she just went with it, seemingly enjoying herself. Johnnie was home, for the first time in her life.


There were times when her jobs alone couldn't pay for everything. There were times when she had to do some bad things, like steal or deal drugs. She occasionally got mixed in with the bad crowds, but manged to find her way out, most times. She likes to keep a few connections though, just in case.



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The Poet of Black Wings
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i hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..

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