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Name: Tabitha Marie Berkovic (Goes by Tobi)
Looks: Tobi is half Hebrew. Her skin has a light golden tint to it. It gets darker if she spends a lot of time outside. She has scars on her inner thighs and on her back a bit.
Tobi has chocolate brown eyes that are very dark. They have flecks of other browns in them making them shimmer but not quite sparkle.
She has black hair that's curly. She has it semi short. Or it used to be short now it hang over her ears a good amount and down to a little below the nape of her neck. It's very messy and she doesn't really try to tame it ever.
She has thick eye lashes and normal eye brows.
Tobi stand at 5'1" and is on the thin side. She has curves they're small, but if she wears the right thing she can look very stunning.
Personality: Tobi doesn't seem like a trouble maker. She seems very quiet and reserved, like a wall flower. She doesn't swear or get super angry she just kind of acts like she's in her own little world most of the time and ignored everyone around her. She has a very short attention span and spaces out a lot if you can't hold her attention. She doesn't fidget when she's bored though she just stared off into nothingness.
Tobi is not very bright. People mostly think she's mentally slow or retarded because she doesn't talk al ot and spaces out a lot. She's actually quiet observant. She has an extremely good auditory memory and even when she appears spaced out she's listening and taking things in, she just might not process them until later.
Short Bio: Tobi lived in a different situation as she grew up she'd jump between her father's, her mother's, and her grandparents place and finally put into the foster care at the age of 10. Tobi has a large family having 9 younger siblings(Her parents are in an on and off again relationship). Her siblings are split up in the foster system and she doesn't see them much.
She's moved around a lot and though she has a lengthy record because she wasn't a violent offender nor did she do anything particularly bad she was sidelined and always treated like her case didn't really matter. She's been to juvie a few times and in some half way houses but nobody has ever tried to get to the bottom of why she does the things she does.
The last time she was arrested it was because she tried to sell herself to undercover policeman after having runaway from a girls home and stolen some money, food, etc along the way. She was also arrested with drugs on her. She was charged with contempt of court because she refused to speak to the judge, lawyers, or to the policeman who tried to interrogate her. Tobi wouldn't tell anyone who her pimp was, where she got the drugs, or who she was supposed to take them too.
Father: Levi Josiah Berkovic
Mother: Abigail Marie Berkovic
Levi Cole Berkovic (Age- 13, Boy)
Josiah Miles Berkovic (Age- 12, Boy)
Noah Brayden Berovic (Age- 10, Boy)
Maya Ann Berkovic (Age- 8, Girl)
Asher Jordan Berkovic (Age- 7, Boy)
Adiela Jasmine Berkovic (Age- 7, Girl)
Rachel Skyler Berkovic (Age- 5, Girl)
David Oliver Berkovic (Age- 4, Boy)
Eli Brody Berkovic (Age- 2, Boy)
Extra: She was arrested more multiple counts of prostitution, breaking curfew, breaking parole, contempt of court, running away, drug charges(Using and distributing), and petty theft
Tobi had been at the 'reform school' for about 2 months out of her 3 year sentence. She'd been given such a heavy sentence because someone finally notice how much a record she'd racked up and the judge had stated she would be in the reform school until she was considered reformed. She'd also been caught with a good amount of drugs on her so they'd use that as an excuse to rack her years in this place up.
Tobi stood quietly in line with everyone else. She still didn't understand why she'd been sent here most if not all the other kids here were here for being violent and dangerous to others. Yes she'd had drugs on her but she hadn't sold them she was just the delivery girl that was it.
Her hands were shaking, probably from with-drawl from the drugs she'd been using. She wasn't all that hungy in fact with-drawl had been making her sick, but she allowed them to dump whatever they were eating for breakfast today on the tray.
She was wearing a set of urban camo trousers, a camo blouse with the sleeves rolled up, and a bright orange t-shirt. Around her left sleeve just above the elbow was a orange strip of cloth signaling she was a first year. The uniforms at least the 'BDU'(Battle Dress Uniform) style. The dress uniforms were too but it was different.
Gray/'Urban' cmao meant you were a freshman, blue camo meant you were a sophomore, desert camo meant you were junior, and woodland camo meant you were a senior. All camo was splotch and non digital. The staff more a plain blakc BDU style uniform and a gray t-shirt.
For the t-shirts schoold grade didn't matter. Orange meant it was your first year, tan was second year, olive drab was third year, and black was fourth year. A bright red t-shirt meant you were in trouble and then you were in a special 'punishment squad'. This was only if you were in deep deep trouble and could get kicked out.
Everyone was issued combat boots though they weren't steel toed and socks that were black.
You could earn rank in the school which you wore on you BDU blouse on the left shoulder while your 'platoon patch' was your right shoulder. Over your right breast pocket was your name patch and over your left breast pocket was a patch with the school name on it. On your right breast pocket you wore your squad patch.
For PE you wore a set of shorts that matched your grade(Gray=Freshman, Blue=Sophomore, brown=Junior, dark green=senior) and your year t-shirt. You t-shirt also had your name on the back of it. The uniform were not meant to make you look good.
Tobi stood with her squad behind her seat waiting to be told to sit down. Each platoon was broken into four squads that had about 14-18 people in them. Tobi's squad had recently lost three members. One was withdrawn for medical reasons the other two were thrown out. They were told they'd be getting new people to replace the lost one today. In fact a new bus was coming today with a bunch of new kids.
Tobi and her squad sat down and started to eat quickly.
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