Constanza, Fátima

It's a Cataclysm Character

Full name: is Fátima María Constanza

Nicknames/Aliases:  Fátima, Constanza, and that's it.

Age: 16 years old

Date of Birth: February 29, 1994

Grade: Sophomore

Gender: Female

Education: Bay Grove High School

Eyes: Dark brown

Hair: Dark brown, and straight. Goes all the way down to the middle of her back, and is arranged in a ponytail. Makes it easy for cheerleading, sabes?

Height: 5'10"

Build: Fátima is Latina, and as such, her curves are rather prominent. Everyone knows it, everyone sees them, and she pretty much hates it. Breasts are exhausting, and when you have hips and a butt, trying to fit in your sisters' hand-me-down pants and skirts ranges from difficult to just completely impossible.

General appearance: Fátima's been blessed with having an almost perfect olive complexion complexion. Almost because there's a small scar below her right eyebrow, that she got at the age of 10 after falling off a tree. Her face is usually stripped off any kind of make-up, safe for when the cheerleading team has some kind of dancing competition, and for matches.

Her clothes are usually hand me downs from both of her sister, which is understandable, but still annoying all the same. It's not like it matters much, though, because fashion trends both elude and bores her; somehow, however, Fátima manages to not look like a fool. Not completely, anyway, for sometimes the attires she puts up together can be slightly questionable. Though unconsciously, Fatima has the tendency to blend with the crowd, and only manages to stand out (because it can't be helped, really) during cheerleading and dancing.

Personality: Fátima was born on Leap Day, and more often than not people people point out that this is why she's got so many quirks. Quirks that, in reality, are just obsessive compulsive tendencies. For instance, Fatima wraps with plastic what small amount of books she owns, and when reading, she must be sitting down, her back straight and pressed against the solid surface of a chair. Said books must never be touched without having washed her hands (two times, and then dry them by scrubbing a towel against the skin for sixteen seconds), and in fact, Fatima prefers to wear gloves when touching them. Her books are, after all, the only thing she truly owns, and they must be respected.

Obsessed with making everyone around her as perfect as they possibly can, Fatima spends most of the salary that her part time job offers on getting new clothes for her siblings and parents. Outsiders see this as a self-less and kind gesture. Her family, however, knows better and knows that this is just one of Fátima's attempts of being in control of something. It is typical trait of hers to go around correcting people's grammar, trying to tuck in her siblings (and sometimes strangers) clothing, and for taking care of other people's messes, for she claims that it makes her skin itch.

With those related to her, Fatima has a very in-your-face attitude to match the OCD tendencies. With complete strangers, however, she takes her sweet time (meaning: she lets you talk for 3 and a half minutes before talking a lot herself) before opening. She watches, she listens, she takes notes (literally), and might even question you about the color of your toothbrush, and how many times you stir your coffee before drinking it. Those two things are, of course, very important for her, as Fatima believes they tell about a lot about someone. To her misfortune, though, Fátima can be naive and people have, in several times, taken advantage of her; far too often, she jumps the gun in her observations, opens up too quickly, and ends up trusting on the wrong people.

Popularity isn't something she dreams about, though Fátima can't say it doesn't sound appealing. She just wants to be liked and accepted, and while the spotlight can't be all that bad, she doesn't need to be on it. Because of her need to be accepted in this new environment she was thrown in, Fátima kind of has the tendency to lie once in a while (i.e: half of the time) to make herself sound more interesting. Admittedly, though, this is something she's been doing for as long as she can remember, so yes, Fátima can very well be a pathological liar in the making. Or a fully made one. Who knows, really.

History: Having born in Morelos, México, the concept of 'Big City' pretty much eludes Fátima, so it made a lot of sense that when her parents decided to move they relocated in such a small town as Bay Grove. Good thing, too, because chances are that had Bay Grove been a big city, Fátima would have lost her mind. Or something very close to that. That doesn't stop her from wanting very badly to move into some bigger city, such as Los Angeles or New York, though; Fátima claims that Bay Grove is culturally challenged, but the truth is that she thinks chasing after celebrities sounds pretty cool, and therefore, fun.

Fátima is pretty new to Greengolandia, as she likes to call it, so her only friends are her siblings and some other girls from the cheerleading and the basketball team. Fátima can't say she's the best when it comes to basketball, but she was only accepted on the team because of her height.

At school her dictionary is her best friend, and thanks to this, her grades are actually pretty great. School bores her, though, so Fátima's attendance record leaves a lot to be desired; she just pretends to go school every morning with her siblings, but instead of heading to class, she hangs out around the library trying to educate herself on the art that is speaking english (even if she does think the language lacks passion) or picks up extra shifts at the local grocery store. Her teachers, torn between her abscences and having good grades, just let her be. It's pretty much an unspoken agreement that, as long as she doesn't cause trouble and won't make her classmates skip class, too, they'll leave her alone.

Likes: ponytails, pigtails, candy, heat, jalapeños, chocolate, water, pickles, books, novelas, sports, salsa (the music, though the other one is cool, too), math, sneakers, singing (horribly), dancing (not horribly), Britney Spears, Maná, music in general, the color yellow, sleeping in though she rarely does it, painting her toe nails, and that white and cold thing Gringos call snow.

Dislikes: Heat (yeah, love/hate relationship), rain, fashion, poetry, school, cellphones (because she doesn't have one), computer (can't like what you don't have), lemon, bittersweet stuff, Avril Lavigne, Jessica Alba, Las Crónicas de Narnia, pick-up lines, heels, breasts, make-up, ribbons, the color gray, baseball caps, getting any taller.

Famlily: Mom, dad and four siblings. 

Extras: No, gracias.