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Born to a college cheerleader, the product of a clandestine affair with a married professor who - it turns out - wasn't interested in leaving his wife after all, Trista Wells' story is questionable right from the start. She decided against adoption at first, but before Trista even reached kindergarten, her mother grew tired of the sacrifices expected of her. With $5,000 cash on her, she gave the girl a $10 and sent her into a bakery, telling her to buy herself whatever she wanted. As soon as the girl's back was turned, her mother drove away. Unsurprisingly, no one claimed the girl and Tris was made a ward of the state. She went into foster care, bouncing from home to home, in and out of group organizations when there weren't enough families to go around. It worked against her that Tris wasn't the prettiest child. She was awkward and gangly, with a face full of freckles. Many parents choose children with similar physical attributes - there weren't many gingers looking to adopt and the older Tris got, the harder it became. The worst part of it was being old enough to know what happened; the memory is as vivid as one that happened yesterday. At first, Trista was sure a mistake had been made. Her mother had gotten lost, or in an accident - someone would come for her eventually.
By the time she was 12, Tris accepted that no one was coming. With no family to speak of, she learned to rely on herself. In high school she began to grow out of her awkward phase. Socially, she still struggled. It was no secret that Trista lived in a group home and it was easy ammo for queen bees and mean girls. She made the mistake of confiding in someone about her mother, only to have the girl spread the story all around school a few months later when a boy she liked asked Tris to a dance, instead. Picking herself up, Tris distanced herself from the girl and vowed not to make the same mistake again. What she really wanted to do was go to college - to go somewhere no one knew her and make something of herself. But school was often difficult and she found herself too proud to ask for tutoring help. She was of slightly below average intelligence, and could work hard all day in school and on homework and make only C's. When graduation and her 18th birthday rolled around, she found herself with no way to support herself. Tris scoured the want ads, and finally found one requesting 'glamour' models. She wasn't so dense enough to not know what kind of model they wanted but with no security net, no marketable skills and no money she saw no other option. Her job at McDonalds paid her rent on a tiny apartment shared with three other people. She only had enough left over to pay for half a month's food and ate at work the rest of the time, scraping the breading off chicken patties and making salads from the lettuce and tomato slices. Her head was rapidly slipping below the surface.
At a loss, she called number in the ad. The photographers were impressed with her cute, freckled face and barely-legal status. Tris was surprisingly photogenic, to boot, and once you had a few shots in her would do anything they asked as long as she got paid. It felt good to be self-supporting, she realized, and quickly began doing photoshoots with other women and even men. Less than a year later, she made the jump from print to film. Deep down, she felt no sense of pride or accomplishment in what she was doing, but it made her feel special - she liked going to the conventions and having men ask to take pictures with her. For the first time, she felt worthwhile. Once again, though, she had a hard time socially. Coke wasn't really her thing - the few times she tried it, the effect had scared her, and she wasn't much of a partier, either. It gave her an undeserved reputation for being 'stuck-up' and other girls in the industry were resentful of her shy attitude off camera and her success in front of it.
Over the years, Tris grew tired of her lifestyle. She began to grow conscious of what other girls her age were doing - dating, going to college, making friends. Some were starting to get married or have children and the picture of herself, having to tell a boy she liked what she did for a living was terrifying. Adult film began to make Tris feel bad about herself and she grew envious of other girls with normal jobs and mainstream lives. She saved for almost two years, putting her entire paycheck into the bank and living off interest and revenue from her fansites. Finally, when she had a nice, fat nest egg saved up (to the tune of 1.5 million) she retired from adult film and moved across country to Dobbs Ferry, NY. She enrolled at Westchester Community College, taking general education classes at night, and began the search for her first honest job.
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Born October 23rd, 1985.
Loves the color purple.
Is intensely shy when she first meets people.
Enjoys museums and zoos, is a visual learner.
Has no idea what career she wants, but is enjoying college.
Doesn't have much of a social life and gets tutored on the weekends.
Eats the exact same breakfast every morning: vanilla yogurt and fruit with a piece of buttered rye toast.
Allergic to shellfish.
Secretly wants to hunt down her birth mother and ask why she abandoned her.
Hates filling out medical forms that ask about family medical history.
Currently won't even entertain the idea of having children, because she's too ashamed of what she used to do for a living.
Owns nine pairs of pajamas and six pairs of slippers.
Outside of work, in her romantic life, she's only slept with two men. The idea of dating is intriguing, but wholly intimidating.
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PERSONAL EFFECTSJEWELRY/WATCH a hello kitty watch she got for her 4th birthday from her biological mom, two earrings in each ear, various bracelets and necklaces to match whatever outfit she's wearing on a given day. COSMETICS mostly just eye makeup - eyeliner, mascara and some light, natural shadow. occasionally lipgloss if she wants to look nice.. FRAGRANCE heavenly dream angels by victoria's secret.. BAGS&PURSES a D&G black leather shoulder bag from two seasons ago. HATS occasionally, a cute, conservative beret if it matches her outfit. otherwise, beanies in the winter.. INSPIRATIONSFAVORITE COLOR purple. FAVORITE INVENTION electricity. FAVORITE PLACE the san diego zoo. FAVORITE WORD fluffy. NECESSARY EXTRAVAGANCE expensive perfume and cable tv. WHO INSPIRES YOU jenna jameson and sasha grey - women who started in adult film and made mainstream names for themselves. FAVORITE SONG steal my sunshine, by len. FAVORITE MOVIE love actually. FAVORITE SHOW desperate housewives, grey's anatomy. BELONGINGSAPARTMENT a decent, modest apartment in (neighborhood). IPOD the purple ipod nano. CAR yellow VW new beetle. COMPUTER a purple dell laptop. CELLPHONE Motorola W755
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jackfrankling: former boss.
dallass: former boss and friend.
dant: love interest, ooh lala.
casc: one of the people who always seems to be on tris' side. tris is greatly appreciative.
dpt: despite her young age, tris admires and respects delilah.
mrshayes: someone who's become almost like a mother to her.
trlarter: a friend and neighbor in Dobbs Ferry.
wadefg: the owner of her favorite deli.
dabrowski: one of her favorite people. she thinks very highly of him.
gertiedabrowski: her surrogate grandma!
a romantic trist
