[BIO]: Rowan grew up split between two worlds. She spent most of her childhood playing in the orchard fields near her home, rolling around in the dirt, and chasing the local boys. While all that was happening, Rowan’s grandmother saw her being raised by her single father and didn’t think she was acting like a true southern lady so Rowan was forced to take etiquette classes, partake in debutant balls, and was made to be a proper girl. Her father fought it for awhile but since her grandmother was practically southern royalty, it was nearly impossible to do so. By the time Rowan was a teenager she could be two different people: a sweet Georgia peach or tomboy. Despite the split lifestyle, Ro was fairly popular in high school. She loves meeting new people and can be very down to earth (but don’t let that fool you, she knows how to stand up for herself). Rowan appreciates the little things in life which makes her humble even with her rich grandmother raising her.
So what brings Rowan to Verona University? She may not always want to don pearls or remember to please every single time but she knows that her grandmothers money can buy her a good education and Rowan knows Verona can offer the best. She may be new to New York but she isn’t new to the world of elites so Rowan reckons she can handle her own in the Big Apple.
[Likes]: Running around barefoot, ice tea, casual clothes, her book collection, romantic comedies, summer, girls nights, classic rock, sun flowers, tire swings, swimming, carnivals, laughing, baking, diner food, dancing, and occasionally alcohol.
[Studying]: Undecided (A lot of university students don’t always know so I was hoping it’d make it more real but if I have to have one, I will).
[Model]: Karlie Kloss
-Her mother died at birth. Since then, her father has raised her. Around ten is when her grandmother (her mother’s mother) stepped in to help raise her.
-Rowan saw her grandmother nearly every day after school so her grandmother could make sure she turned out to be a lady (similar to The Princess Diaries movies except her grandma is a b*tch). The lessons half worked.
-In school she was surrounded by your average teenagers but when she was around her grandmother she spent her time with the wealthiest girls in the south so she isn’t unfamiliar with that scene.
-Her father is her best friend and it broke her heart to leave him behind.
-Rowan reminds herself of Sooki from True Blood except an ounce more class and a hair less sass. (The house she grew up in is very similar as well).
-She may mostly dress on the casual side but she does have weak knees for designer clothes but sometimes she is too practical.
-Rowan goes by Ro most of the time.
-She has a nerdy side of her and a crazy side that has yet to be released.
- She has has two dogs: An Australian Shepherd named Weston and a Maltese named Lulu
-A desire for a good education isn’t the only reason that Rowan is heading to Verona. A couple months before she graduated, her boyfriend (Weston aka Wes) of two years cheated on her. She hasn’t forgiven him and just wanted to escape Georgia because of him. She won’t tell anyone this though.
Her dad, Jake Elsley- He may be her dad but she trust him with a lot and all they’ve had is each other growing up.
Her best friend, June- She has been her best friend since kindergarden and they have been inseparable ever since. Unfortunately, June couldn’t afford to go to Verona so they are being split up for the first time.
Her best friend, Rose- They didn’t become friends till high school, but along with June, the three spend all their days together. She got accepted to a local college so Rowan is leaving her behind as well.
Her best guy friend, Luke- They’ve been close since middle school but before Rowan left for Verona, they got in a horrible fight and haven’t talked since.
[Dating Status]: Single.
I walked down the dirt road that led to my old home. I was on my way home from another long, droning day of high school. Wes continued to ignore me as if I was the one that cheated on him, not the other way around. That was the thing about boys...they never made sense. I pushed thoughts of my ex out of my mind. Happy thoughts, Ro, happy thoughts, I told myself. Other than that it was a day filled with laughs with my best friends. We all have been trying to keep close, especially with college and graduation coming up. I didn’t know where my path lay yet but I had my hopes and my hopes weren’t to stay around Georgia. It was making this last month hard. It was funny; the nostalgia that set in during those last few months as a senior. Everyone forgot the past and only looked for the future, suddenly your worst enemy wanted to take a picture with you to “take with her to college”, and school spirit was at an all time high. It seemed fake but I can’t say that the mood hasn’t come over me lately.
I finally reached the porch of my old worn down house. It wasn’t anything fancy but that is how I preferred it. I saw my dad sitting on the porch swing holding a corona in one hand. I gave him a weird look. He wasn’t normally home around this time. Normally I would already have dinner on the table when he came home around six so he being here at three in the afternoon was reason for alarm.
“Is everything alright, Dad?” I asked and sat down next to him. I noticed that he had a cold glass of ice tea sitting for me on the porch railing. Well if this is how he’d great him if he got home before me, I reckon that he needed to do it more often. I took a sip of my tea waiting for him to respond.
“Nothing. Can’t a guy take an afternoon off work once and a while?” he asked innocently. Okay. Something was up.
“Not when that guy hasn’t taken a day off in five years...”
“Fine, fine. Just promise you won’t get too excited just in case.”
“Daddy, what are you talking about?” I questioned, starting to get very annoyed. He reached behind his back and pulled out a large crisp white envelope. I held my breathe for a moment.
“I came home to pick up the mail on my lunch break and saw this in the box. I had to be home to see. It is from Verona, Ro.” It meant a lot to me that he felt that this moment was /that/ important. My dad wasn’t a huge fan of the idea of me moving to New York. He liked me where I was, as I was. So that he put his feelings aside for this reminded me of how great a dad he really was.
“Verona,” I whispered. My hands shook as I took it from him. It looked large enough to be an acceptance letter but I remember a girl from my history class said she got a large one like mine and it turned out to be a rejection letter. I suppose you couldn’t tell by size anymore...
I don’t know if I could handle this. What if it said yes? Then my life would change completely...That might not be such a bad thing though. But what if it said no? Where would I go next? I didn’t want to go to a state college. I just imagined all the girls I went to high school with mothers. Most went to the state college and ended up coming back here to breed. That path wasn’t for me. Oh goodness. What would my grandmother say if I got rejected? She would probably hire someone to kill me as southern women did not murder.
And how could I handle the disappointment in myself?
I bit my lip as that question haunted me. I tried to see positive in most things but this was my life. Slowly, I ripped the seal open.
“Hurry. I’ve been waiting all day for this,” my father pushed me. He acted like an eager kid. Maybe he was more accepting of Verona than I thought.
“Alright, keep your britches on,” I laughed. I pulled the first letter I saw out of the stack of papers. “We at Verona University would like to congratulate Rowan Elsley on her acceptance into Verona University...” I read.
I started to tear it.
My dream came true.
I had been thinking about that life changing moment all day. I walked down the pavement just as I had that day, only this time it was to see my best friend Luke. He had been avoiding me all summer and I knew it was due to my acceptance to Verona.
I pushed open the white picket fence, walked up the porch and opened the back door to the kitchen like I always had since we became friends four years ago. They were used to me walking in like I lived there.
“Hey Mrs. Bates,” I greeted her with a smile when I saw her whipping up another one of her famous casseroles.
“Well hello stranger,” she said and came over and hugged me. “I feel like it has been forever since I saw you.”
“Yeah...it feels like it,” I commented back. Luke had always said he was “out” every time I texted him and told him I was coming over so after while I just stopped. I wished I hadn’t.
“Are you excited to go to the big university tomorrow?”
“Yes m’am. I’ve got a long night of packing, unfortunately.”
“Luke is in his room if you want to pop in and tell him goodbye.”
“Thanks,” I said and made my way to the staircase.
“You can stay for dinner if you’d like,” I heard her call after me. Hopefully Luke wouldn’t mind her offer...Bates cooking for my last night here sounds like heaven. Once I reached his door, I knocked and peaked my head in. “Hi.”
“Oh, um, Ro. What are you doing here?” he asked.
“I wanted to see you. I miss you.” He just nodded at me. I continued the conversation, “I’ve said goodbye to everyone today except you. My flight leaves at 9 in the morning tomorrow.”
“Well have fun,” he said, not meeting my eye.
I turned to leave but I changed my mind.
“You know what? Grow up. I’m sorry that you have to stay here but I am /not/ sorry that I am leaving. I came here to make sure I still had you as a friend before I left but here you are still acting like we haven’t been best friends for four freaking years. Where is the Luke that I know?” I snapped at him. I couldn’t stand it. When I got to Verona, I would know no one so I wanted as many friends back home to support me as I could wrangle up.
“You’re a real b*tch sometimes Ro. And you know what? There isn’t a point of us remaining friends. You’re going to the rich ivy’s now and you aren’t going to want to deal with any of your old friends.”
“What does the “rich ivy’s” have to do with anything? I’ve been associating with the rich ever since my grandmother entered my life which was long before you so don’t you use some pathetic excuse. I’ll only forget you if you let me so just stop it and don’t you dare call me that again.”
“Rowan, just get the helll out of my room. I didn’t invite you hear and I am glad you are going to your fancy university tomorrow,” he yelled. I stood there a moment and tears started to fall from my eyes. I didn’t understand why he was acting like this. I ran from his room, down the stairs, and out the backdoor before he or his mom could say anything.
This wasn’t how I wanted to leave my life but I had no choice. At least Verona would be a new start.
I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR HER. I hope I get in because I love her and I got transported to her world while writing. I know I barely got in last time so I just have to cross my fingers that you guys will see something in my character. Thank you for reading.