Post by Shelby on Jun 4, 2013 14:39:11 GMT -5
Name: Stiles Carlton Johnson
Age: 21
Occupation: Teacher’s assistant, though he attends college as well.
Likes: Writing and composing music, harps and their sounds, good quality music, thinking realistically
Dislikes: His parents and the majority of his family, stuck up people, thinking about most of the past, childish antics (most of the time)
Friends: Open
Enemies: Open
Fiancé: Alistar Williams
Appearance: Standing five feet, ten inches from the ground, Stiles weighs about 145 pounds. He is fair skinned, though has a small tan on him which is fading away as the fall months roll in. He doesn’t have much of an athletic build, or much of a build at all, mostly due to the fact that he doesn’t exercise very often, though his arms are a little toned. His face is kind of round, in a way, and his ears do seem to be slightly large, as well as his nose.
He has short brown hair that is a bit shaggy at the top, though he keeps it under control. He doesn’t let it get past his ears. His eyes are a light brown color, and his lips are light pink. He keeps a little bit of stubble on his chin and the sides of his face, as well as above his upper lip, though the hair can hardly be seen. People still have a tendency to think of him to be younger than he really is, even around the college campus, but he hardly gets mad about that.
Stiles doesn’t have that much of a style when it comes to clothes, though he does have a tendency to wear more buttoned down shirts than anything, always leaving the first button undone. He likes to look sophisticated and well done, so his clothes will always be ironed and neat.
Personality: This boy, or adult rather, always has a seriousness about him. It’s probably because of the way he was brought up, but Stiles is definitely more mature than his age. He’s always been like that and probably always will be like that. Because of this he can come off to be a little stand offish and rigid, with tends to make people veer off from his path. He’s not angry about much, he just doesn’t like to take things loosely, especially when it comes to his work, though you can call him a bit grumpy at times.
His work is something that can take his entire attention until he gets finished with it. Often times he gets into arguments with his partner about him and his work, mostly because he just pays way too much attention to it. He figures why wait to get something done. If he can do it then he will, and there will hardly be anything to stop him. He can’t stand when people slack off, so he won’t do that himself, nor does he procrastinate. It just isn’t right, he reasons with everyone, and it’s a waste of time that he doesn’t have to waste. He is very adamant in this sense, and when he says something he means it.
When it comes to thinking out of the box, Stiles isn’t one of those people who does, nor does he really become creative with things, especially if it deals with his imagination. He has a more realistic state of mind and always goes with the option that is more reasonable rather than something that is unrealistic.
But despite all of this, Stiles can be compassionate about the things that he loves. Like his music and his partner. Those are the two main things that can keep him level headed and keeping him from going into the total depths of his busy life. Rarely does he ever smile, but if he’s working on a piece of music or around Alistar he tends to smile a little. He can be caring as well when he wants too, though that side of him is rarely shown.
History: Born on October 2 in Las Angles, California, Stiles was born to a family with a mother and father and an older sister who was three at the time of his birth. A very strict family they were, always sticking to the laws and always going by the bible that they would read just about every week. His parents were very religious, and at one point in time Stiles was too, though not so much as his parents. They weren’t a perfect family though; they went through a lot of struggles, but somehow they always found a way to make it through. They seemed… Pretty happy, in a way.
At an early age Stiles was expected to know and learn so much. So much pressure was held upon his little chest to learn the harp and master the skill of it, so that he could, as his father would say, do the family well. All of them knew how to play an instrument, though, as he got older, Stiles had reasons to believe that he got the worse pick of the lot. He was the only one in the family to play stringed instruments, the rest of his family having always played simple instruments like the piano and drums or even the trumpet, but nevertheless he prevailed in the art. He actually grew to love it eventually, despite what many people would say about him. He thought that the harp had a more meaningful tone to it when he played it, and the sweet melody that was strung from its strings would always calm him. Yes, he liked it and at that point he didn’t mind being forced to play it. Only when his parents started forcing other stringed instruments did he start to resent what he did, and hate it after a while.
But he would continue to play and learn, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to escape the wrath of his parents. They were so much harder on him than his sister, and when he would question it his father actually had the audacity to smack him in the face. Never again had Stiles asked the question, and at the point he was only eight.
But he grew up to be a fine young man, most people would say, not that he would really agree. He never got the attention his sister did and try as he might to get his father’s and mother’s approval nothing worked. He got straight A’s all throughout school, played the harp excellent, and learned to play instruments that they would ask him. Nothing worked though. But when he turned fifteen and was heading into high school he got a call from one of the coaches that coached him with his music. He told him about this school of the arts that could further his career in the music industry. It made Stiles think that maybe doing this would get his family’s approval.
So he auditioned for the school and got in, not that he was surprised in the least bit. He wasn’t sure how many harp players walked onto that audition stage. He told his parents all about it, and was actually surprised that his parents said that they were happy for him. That they would pay for his tuition for this school so long as he kept at it and kept his grades up. And so he did.
Again he made straight A’s, trying to prove to his parents that he was the better child since he was the one able to get into an art school unlike his sister. Yes, he would get their attention as best as he could. He took things seriously at the school, hardly having any friends, keeping to himself so that he wouldn’t get distracted from the one goal in his mind. But in his sophomore year, things started to… Change within himself, and he couldn’t really explain it.
Of course in his young life hormones were beginning to come into play, as well as everyone else in his class. Yet, unlike some of the boys there, girls didn’t attract him. He attracted them, it seemed, yet they didn’t have the same affect on him. Sure he tried going out with a few, but nothing did anything for him. It was then he realized that maybe he didn’t swing that way, and though the thought scared him, he could care less. He was gay, and he knew it. He just couldn’t tell his parents that, he knew that for a fact.
But eventually he did meet someone. Well, not really meet someone, but someone did catch his eye in the school. The oddest thing though, was that it was a teacher, the home ec. teacher to be more exact. Stiles wasn’t sure why, but something just attracted him to the man, and he couldn’t really explain it. Eventually it got to a point to where he was actually happy to take the class, and somehow the two got… Closer, in a way. But that was it.
Stiles knew of so many stories about students and teachers getting together, only to be caught up in the moment, making the teacher lose the job and possibly sent to jail. He just couldn’t let that happen to Alistar, so he never showed any motives or anything towards the man. Not until after he would graduate in two years at least.
But before the two years were up, during the beginning of his senior year, he let it slip to his parents that he was gay. Before they were just having a causal conversation, his father asking him why he never saw him with another girl and what not, but accidently he let it slip from his mouth. He expected the worse to happen, yes, and that was just what happened, but it went much farther than he had thought, because after that, his parents disowned him.
It wasn’t that serious, he knew, but his parents wouldn’t listen to him. They didn’t care, but they knew that it was just immoral and unless he changed they didn’t want to have anything to do with him. He wouldn’t change though; this was who he was, and he wasn’t ashamed! His parents were though, and after that they were no more in his life. He hasn’t seen them since. It was just a good thing they paid for his tuition already though, and that they could get no refunds, otherwise he probably would have been kicked out of school.
He kept this information to himself though. He grew more distant after he realized that once he left this place, especially for a break, that he would have nowhere to go. No family to talk to anymore. His sister even stopped talking to him. All of these emotions had welled up in him, and it wasn’t until he was talking to Alistar one day after class since his grades were slipping that he broke down. He actually cried, and told the teacher what happened. After that day, he trusted the teacher entirely.
A month after graduation he and Alistar started ‘going out’. They were doing pretty good, and have been for the past three and a half years, and they’re even engaged now. Now Stiles attends college, majoring in teaching since he figures that the whole musician thing won’t work. It seemed too unrealistic to him, and what were the chances of him actually making it out in the industry? Slim to none, especially for a harp player, so now he’s planning on going into teaching, in his sophomore year of college.
Other: Stiles would rather not talk about his family or think about them. At the mention of family, anyone’s it doesn’t matter, he becomes even quieter and pulled himself away from the conversation. He just really doesn’t understand the word family anymore, and he just feels uncomfortable talking about it.