CHEVALIER, CALEB A

[CALEB ALEXANDRE CHEVALIER]

FULL NAME: Caleb Alexandre Chevalier
NICKNAMES: Wubs, Wubby, Frenchy, Or Mouse
GENDER: Male
AGE: Seventeen
BIRTHDAY:July 15th
ORIENTATION: Gay
MEMBER GROUP: Junior

HAIR COLOR: Natural: Brown. Current: Black
EYE COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 5'3
WEIGHT: 104 (thanks to bulimia)
BODY TYPE: Scrawny and Underweight
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Big Brown eyes, braces and his accent
PERSONAL STYLE: Caleb always looks fabulous. He loves band shirts and skinny jeans, but finding something to fit his small frame is a different story. Big sunglasses are his favorite.
PLAYED BY:Paul Griffiths

LIKES: Caleb absolutely adores cuddling. He could stay still and cuddle someone for hours upon hours, but only certain people. His (current) boyfriend being one of those people. Yes, Caleb is gayer than a rainbow at a gay pride parade. Girls are too whiny for him. Caleb loves clothes, shoes, and shopping. His closet is packed FULL of shoes, but they are all neatly stacked. He is a semi neat freak and a total germaphobe. He likes the beach, too, he just doesn't like to get in the water, it would mess his hair up. Caleb loves peace. yes, he is a pacifist and will not fight. Hell, even if he would, he wouldn't be able to fight his way out of a wet paper bag.
DISLIKES: Caleb doesn't like violence, he was raised around it, so, yeah, you can see where that stems from. He doesn't like TV. He'll watch a movie every once in a while, but nothing really more. He doesn't like people.... more like he is scared of them. Balloons also. They scare him to death. He doesn't really like cats. He is more of a dog person by far, which is why he has his boxer with him (also his seizure/diabetes alert dog dog). Caleb doesn't like sleeping alone, he prefers someone to cuddle with.He doesn't really like staying up all night. He doesn't like candles or fire. The flame scares him to death.
STRENGTHS: Caleb is an amazing piano player, although, no one really knows this. Caleb is also a great writer, not that he will admit this. He also has a thing for horses. He's amazing with them.
WEAKNESSES: Caleb is bad at dealing with people. Caleb also can't stay away from sweets (he's a diabetic) Speaking English.
SECRETS: He likes to think he is in the closet, though he is flamboyant. His eating disorder and suicide attempts, he is abused at home by his mother.
PERSONALITY SUMMARY: Caleb is really difficult to describe in a few little paragraphs. He is a one of a kind type of kid, who takes a lot of patience and a big heart tolerate. He is much more mature than he should be. He is a book worm. He doesn't like TV and video games. He isn't your typical, hormonal teenage boy. He is so much more. But this isn't the stuff you get to know unless you can get close to Caleb without him totally spazzing out and having a panic attack. He is very jumpy and scares easily at the smallest things, such as balloons, or the sound of a hair dryer. Caleb can't hide his emotions, weather they are happy, sad, angry, excited, ect. He is pretty much an open book. You can tell when he has something on his mind or when there is nothing going on in his mind, which isn't often. He is always thinking about things. He over thinks things too much, and he is also a huge worrier. Caleb isn't clingy, per se, but he likes to be cuddled and held all the time, but only by certain people, such as his friends or his lover. If he doesn't want you to touch him, then don't, unless you would like to see him in 'emotional wreck' mode. And no, it is not fun to have to deal with. Now, you may be thinking 'what a fuck up!' but there is a good reason he is fucked up. You just gotta wait til the history. One thing not many people know about Caleb is that he is a diabetic. He doesn't make it a point to tell people, because he doesn't want them worrying about him. He doesn't worry about it either, which normally ends up with a super low Caleb, which is never good. Caleb is also a recovering drug addict. Not that he wants to be, but that is the way he used to forget about everything, and it has just become a habit. He has been clean for three months. Caleb isn't anti social, he really wants to be able to have friends, but he is just scared to death of people and pretty much everything else. He is trying his best to get over it, but it's harder than it sounds. His sister is his security blanket and he likes to keep her near him at all times. Caleb is a really cool kid if you take the time to get close to him.

NATIONALITY: French!
HOMETOWN: Lorraine, France
PARENTS:
Aime' Chevalier, 47, alcoholic
Genevive Chevalier, 42, waitress (and prostitute...hah)
SIBLINGS:
Emile Chevalier, 19, Andre' Chevalier, 14, Ambre Chevalier, 14 and Thomas Chevalier, 2
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE:
HISTORY SUMMARY:
Caleb Alexandre Chevalier was born to Genevieve and Aime' Chevalier. They thought they were ready for the little boy, but they obviously weren't.They began to resent him and his older brother both. Times were hard and they didn't have the money to take care of the boy's like they should have been. It was soon affter that the twins, Braden and Ruthy were born and things went haywire. Their father took up drinking and lost his job and their mother's waitress carreer couldn't pay for the upkeep of the children, so they only logical thing for her to do was start whoring herself out. Caleb became the house mother, being Emile didn't want anything to do with helping around. He was becoming just as depressed as Caleb was, only he handled it differently. Caleb took it out on himself, Emile took it out on others, becoming a bully to even his siblings, which Caleb couldn't stand up for himself or his siblings. He was useless.

Things got worse at home over the years. Emile's constant verbal and emotional abuse as well as his mother starting on drugs. Caleb needed an escape, so, in secret, he joined in. It wasn't as good as everyone made it out to be, but it took his mind off of things, and soon, he was hooked. He never let it effect his home life, still taking care of his younger siblings, but he needed it. It was all he thought about. But then, it wasn't good enough. It wore off and he still hurt. That's when the cutting happened. It made him feel better. He felt alive finally. He could control something in his life, which was spiriling downward by the minute. He could also control what he ate and how much... and soon, it turned into an eating disorder. On top of that, they decided to move to amercia. Caleb didn't even know english!

The fifteen year old was shell shcoked, moved off to a strange country with no friends. His mother started phsyically abusing the children, even Emile, who was getting meaner and meaner to the younger ones. Caleb had three addictions now, the drugs, the self harm and the eating disorder. He knew it was only making things more chaotic at his house, So he was trying his best to stop the drugs, and with enough will power and some help from his teachers (who were also helping him with English) he was clean, but still, no one knew about the suicide attempts or the eating disorder, aside from the fact that he was constantly losing weight. On top of that, his mother was pregant with one of his clients, meaning another Chevalier was to be born. His mother still on drugs had the baby nine months later, but he was born with autism. Caleb basically raised the baby boy, being as soon as his mother was out of the hospital, she was gone again.

Things still haven't improved much...

NAME: Hannah!
AGE: Seventeen!
GENDER: Female
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: Six
OTHER CHARACTERS: Nada
TIME ZONE: EST
MINIMUM WORD COUNT: 350!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Never had Caleb found it so easy to open up to someone or share his feelings, but with Steele, it just seemed to.... happen. He had no idea how, but it did. He had his share of deep dark secrets, but he seemed to be spilling them to the boy one by one and oddly enough, he didn’t find himself minding it. In fact, he felt relieved almost. It made him feel like he could tell Steele anything, anything at all and he wouldn’t want to run away from him. He didn’t seem to outwardly judge Caleb for the drugs or the eating disorder, but Caleb had no idea what Steele’s thoughts were on the inside.

Hopefully, he didn’t think it was too bad. He could have ended up with someone worse, like a murderer or a psychotic person, right? Caleb wasn’t half bad, compared to a lot of the people in this school. In fact, he was one of the more sane ones. Hah. What did that say about the people in this school if Caleb was considered sane?

He inwardly chuckled at that thought.

Caleb had never been normal, let alone sane. There had always been something telling him to run away, much like a prey animal. A heightened flight reflex, if you will. He had always been cautious of people and always stayed out of their way. Caleb had never liked bothering people as most little kids had. He preferred to never ask for anything and be happy. He just couldn’t understand where he went wrong and when he snapped. He had gone from a fun loving little boy to a thirty year old man trapped inside a twelve year old’s body. He had to learn to grow up and take care of himself living in foster care his whole life.

In some families, his parent’s weren’t home a lot, in some he was the big brother, and in some, he was the only child, having to learn to entertain himself. That was where Caleb picked up piano. He needed something to occupy his time and the instrument happened to be in his grasp and he took to it like a frog takes to water.

He had loved it so much that it had consumed his heart and soul.

He had acted like he was so much older than he was for so long, he didn’t get to enjoy the normal childhood things like toys and friends. He was simply reading all the time and listening to the adults talk about subjects that he could care less about but he learned to act like he was paying attention so that maybe someone would look at him and think he was smart and maybe, just maybe, end up wanting him in the long run. It was a slim chance, but as always, Caleb was more than willing to take it as a little boy. As he grew older, he learned to lie to himself and tell himself that he didn’t care. But he always knew that he did.

“I just… don’t want to lose you…”

Caleb bit his own lip, looking at Steele. How could Steele ever think that Caleb didn’t want him or that he was going to lose Caleb? Steele was simply the best thing in his life and telling Caleb about the alcohol and cuts weren’t going to change his opinion of Steele one bit. He loved him. Every smile, every touch and every cut. He didn’t just love bits and pieces of the boy, he loved the whole thing, and that was what he hoped that he would realize one day."Steele. You never have to worry about me leaving you. Until you want me to go away, I'll be here." He said with a smile. ”I know, I’m sorry. But you make me happy Caleb, more than you know. Everything is better now that I have you.” Caleb smiled. It sounded familiar, but he didn’t like the fact that Steele was apologizing to him about it. “Look, Steele. Don’t apologize. It’s a way of coping with things. It’s how you deal with them, I’m guessing. Don’t apologize for something that makes you feel better, okay? As long as you are not hurting, I’m happy.”

He took a breath and continued to speak.

“And just so you know, you are simply the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have no idea, Amour.” He said, still in awe that Steele wanted him! He would have never dreamed that the boy would want anything to do with someone like him. There were so many other better people here at Brighton that could have made Steele so much happier than Caleb, yet, Steele chose him and wanted to give Caleb a chance. It was a chance he had never had. No one had ever let him try to prove himself before they got rid of him. And now Steele was giving him that chance. “I am too, but you know, I’ll always come when you ask me.” Caleb gave a smile. “Good. I like you being around me. You are one of the only people who have ever cared, Steele. You don’t know how much that means to me...” He said with a nod, thinking back. Was he being a little over dramatic? He thought about it, and no, he wasn’t.

It was the truth.

No one ever cared or wanted the boy. He knew that Steele cared just by watching him. Caleb was a people watcher. He could tell things by People’s actions and words. He was good at that. Caleb wrapped his free arm around himself in an attempt to keep warm. He got a smirk on his face, looking up at Steele. “I’m cold.... Is there anything you could possibly do about that?” He asked, knowing good and well that Steele would know what he wanted. He would never pass up the chance to cuddle Steele. Never. Steele was all he wanted and when he had his arms around Caleb, Caleb felt like nothing else in the world mattered. No one could hurt him and like he was finally whole.

[ADMINISTRATOR]

hey hannah! your application looks good so far but you left his nationality blank! just fill that in and you should be good to go my friend!

[CALEB ALEXANDRE CHEVALIER]

Oooopsie! fixed <3

[ADMINISTRATOR]

Welcome to Northridge High, please remember to go reserve your PB now that you have been accepted. If you have not found it yet, a good place to make friends and find plots for your character is HERE in the in character cbox. Happy roleplaying!

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