Alexandra Da Costa

[Alex Da Costa]

Alexandra Rosalia Da Costa

FACE CLAIM: Ariana Grande

♦ THE BASICS ♦

AGE: 16

GENDER: Female

ORIENTATION: Heterosexual

POSITION: College sophomore (Aerospace Engineering)

♦ THE FREEFORM ♦

"But you're not taking into account the conservation of momentum as implied by Newton's Laws of Motion."

It had been a simple comment given the circumstances made by a young woman with just as much knowledge on the subject as her lab partners but the other students apparently hadn't seen it that way.  She couldn't give much of a legitimate reason why her voice wasn't heard and any input she had regarding the project was summarily dismissed leaving her as an unwilling bystander.  The only possible motives for her rejection and subsequent near banishment were the same tired cliche's she'd been dealing with since she'd arrived at Edenbourg three years ago.  Her hair was an unnaturally vibrant shade of red.  She was blatantly expressive, wearing her heart (and thoughts) on her sleeve lending her a certain childlike demeanor which often caused many to overlook the innate intellect that had sent her along the path of studying aerospace engineering.  Lastly, and most damning, the young woman was only 16 years old.

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The moment that I step outside 

So many reasons for me to run and hide 

I can't do the little things I hold so dear 

'Cause it's all those little things that I fear

  

I try not to be different but some things can't be helped.  I try and fit in but it never feels right.  I've never gone anywhere and felt like I belonged.  From an early age I could hear the whispers and rumors surrounding the circumstances of my birth.  I was an accident, some said.  The result of an obvious affair, others proclaimed.  Of course no one had the gall to say anything to my parents directly, they just labelled me a 'surprise' and left it at that, completely forgetting to address the suspicious pregnancy that had occurred after my father had undergone a vasectomy.  It would probably explain why I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle in the United States when I was four.  I didn't have much contact with my family in Italy after that.

I'm just a little girl lost in the moment

I'm so scared but I don't show it

I can't figure it out

It's bringing me down I know

I've got to let it go

And just enjoy the show

I've always had a knack for numbers and figuring out the way things worked.  The moment I started school in the United States everyone called me 'gifted'.  I was pushed through school so quickly it sometimes feel like I skipped more grades than I attended. When I was set to graduate high school by the time I turned 13 I suddenly got a letter from my mother saying I'd been accepted to Edenbourg to complete my education.  At that time I hadn't even spoke to her on the phone since I was 8.  I had mixed feelings about leaving the few friends I'd made in the US but I couldn't turn down a chance to study at Edenbourg, of all places... although I don't think I ever had a choice.

Learning to walk again 

I believe I've waited long enough 

Where do I begin? 

Learning to talk again 

Can't you see I've waited long enough? 

Where do I begin?

I've been at Edenbourg for the a little over 3 years now and sometimes it feels like nothing's changed.  It's weird, now, being 16 and nearly half way toward my bachelor's degree in aerospace engineering.  I already looked younger and was smaller than almost everyone my age, being close to finishing up my sophomore year of college already only makes that more noticeable.  I know I'm overlooked, at best, and ostracized, more likely, because of this and the perception that I'm only here and being pushed forward because my mother's on the school council.  I've gotten endless amounts of grief for it the moment I stepped foot of the plane from the US.  After a while I've gotten used to it.  Most people here take themselves way too seriously anyway.  Anyway, I'm used to being underestimated.  It just gives me an advantage in the long run.

♦ THE PLAYER ♦

USERNAME: Puppy

AGE GROUP: Old enough, yo

EXPERIENCE: Too damn long

WHERE DID YOU FIND US?

[♦ Trix ♦]

ACCEPTED!

Pup-up you know what to do!