Name: Cory Trom
Gender: Male
Hair: Messy brown
Skin Color: Tan
State of Origin: Florida
Eye color: Brown
Personality: Humorous, Street Smart, not many friends
Flaws: See's the glass half empty even when it's full, pessimist, curse's a lot, can easily get into fights.
Age: 14
Body Type: Fit
Locker #: 717
Talent: Singing, acting
Bio: Cory was pretty poor as a kid. He only had one childhood friend, and his dad was a little abusive. He knew his talents, but never told anyone, except his best friend Trevor. Trevor could play the guitar, so they would sometimes play together on the street. One day while they were doing this, an executive from the school came and offered Cory a scholarship. Cory excepted right away.
RP example: I was sitting in an alley. A cat walked up to me and I stroked it. "I love cats." I say. That's when I realized I needed a girl friend. I look around, hoping there was a jump rope or something left here. I don't see anything, and I sigh. Sometimes, I would take stuff I found in the alley home. I just had to make sure my dad didn't see it. He'll assume I took some of his money and bought it, that a**. I sat up and leave the alley. Maybe I could find a new climbing tree.