•Name: Abigail Christina Ortez
•Ethnicity: Mixed (half caucasian/half Latina)
• Age: Seventeen
• Height: 5'5 ft
• Weight: 130 lbs.
• Family: Was an only child, with her parents assumed kidnapped and killed.
• Appearance: Brown eyes, dark brown hair up to shoulders, tanned skin
• personality: outspoken, sarcastic, can be a bitch at times, blunt, but still caring if she cares about someone, bilingual
• Hobbies: street fighting, drawing, listening to music,
Bio:
She had been a happy kid, but when she was nine her parents had disappeared one night. Ever since she had been in the foster system. She didn't have any living extended family to take her in, just causing more hate towards the world. She jumped around from foster home to foster home, not able to find a family that was worth it. She had developed a harsh temper, and a drive to do anything she wanted. Always sneaking out and getting kicked out of the house she was staying in. She was a trouble maker, and decided she didn't want to have others supporting her. She had found out about street fighting when she was sixteen, and had honestly fell in love with it. She loved to fight, since it was a good way to get the anger out (and she also got paid tax free money that her foster families wouldn't profit off of)
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You're my family (UNDER MAJOR EDITING IN NEW BOOK)
Fanfiction(THIS STORY IS BEING EDITED HEAVILY CHAPTER BY CHAPTER AND IT WILL TAKE A WHILE TO RE-WRITE SO PLZ BE PATIENT. There will be a new book totally once I get a few chaps written but will keep this up for reference) Abigail had not had the kindest life...
