if clarity is in death, why won't this die?

BASICS

↳ Character inspiration: Drea Torres (Do Revenge) (in construction)  

↳ Extracurricular activities: Cheerleader (flyer), school paper (journalist), School radio station (host - fashion/celebrity gossip), mental health union, queer alliance, Freshman class board

↳ Three Positive Traits: Welcoming, eloquent, just

↳ Three Negative Traits: Self-centered, attention-seeking, obsessive

↳ Three Skills: Researching, acting, forging handwriting

↳ Gender: Cisgender female

↳ Sexuality: Bisexual

↳ Date/Place of Birth: June 2nd 2004, Los Angeles

↳ Zodiac: Gemini Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Leo Ascendant, Taurus Mercury, Gemini Venus, Cancer Mars, Jupiter Virgo, Cancer Saturn, Pisces Uranus, Aquarius Neptune, Sagittarius Pluto

↳ Nationality: American 

↳ Ethnicity: Thai and Caucasian

HISTORY

↳ Childhood/Family Life: In construction.

↳ Life in Ogden: In construction.

PERSONALITY

↳ General Personality: A very upbeat and positive person, no one can really tell what's disconcerting about Davika. Maybe it's how toxic her positivity can appear, maybe it's the way she always appear to know more than she lets on. Maybe it's the fact that her ditzy self doesn't really match with her academic scholarship and straight As all throughout school and college. Although she always makes sure to say that she's let bullying and being a queen bee in the past, something about her attitude never seems to really match that. But she's sorry, all the time, for all the hurt she's caused and causes, and secretly, always feels like a hurricane.

↳ Dreams and Ambitions: Davika isn't sure, yet, of what her dreams are. Whenever she sees her future, she sees an accomplished reporter, or a fashion designer, but she's not sure yet.

RELATIONSHIP TO GREER: GREER'S HATER AND ADMIRER

On one hand, Dav admires Greer's athleticism and the way she can make anyone like her if she wants to; on the other hand, she absolutely despises the way Greer would step over and bully anyone who got in her way. It reminded her too much of herself and her own victims. Dav rarely, if ever, interfered directly against Greer, though she has tried to help people who she perceived as being mistreated by the girl.

That being said, the two never really said more than a few words to each other during a handful of chance encounters, but Greer already disliked her. It never turned into bullying, Greer was simply unsettled by Davika for what appeared to be no reason in particular.

TROPE: THE ATONER

Dav has always done whatever she wanted, and she has always gotten away with it. She's smart, pretty, and a cheerleader - what more could you want? Although a lot poorer than her peers in the expensive prep school where she studied with a full scholarship, Dav ruled with an iron fist, and no one ever did a single thing without her express approval. Yes, the girl was likable and always played nice, but she was also a bully when she had to be, and sometimes just because she wanted to.

Something changed between her penultimate and last years of school, though. She was still pretty and popular, yes, but there was a clear change in her demeanor, and instead of bullying her less-than-fortunate peers, she started to stand up for them. Even more suspiciously, she apologized to a number of people who she had bullied before.

"So, Miss Shinwara. It says here that you got released after a brief period of questioning beforehand. Why is that?"

Dav looked down at her hands, naturally enough, then looked up. Making eye contact was important, and she made sure her eyes met the officer's. "I have no connection to Greer. We bumped a couple of times, but that was it." She shrugged. "There was simply no reason to talk about anything in depth." He didn't look convinced, which worried Davika. She had repeated that line pretty frequently.

"Some other students have brought up your relationship with Greer. Why do you think they thought it was relevant?"

She froze. Who had even brought that up? Dav was nothing. No one. She was a fly in the wall, at least as far as Greer and her posse were concerned. She cocked her head and wore a concerned, confused look. "I... I don't know?" She pretended to think long and hard about it. "Maybe they misinterpreted something. We did bump into each other a couple of times, but I don't think she liked me very much." She pretended to let that slip, hoping they'd buy the small information she gave them as the entirety of what she was hiding. They didn't seem to.

"How could she not like you if you didn't know her?"

Once again, Davika shrugged. Although she pretended to not really give it a second thought, the follow-up question made her think that maybe, just maybe, they had more intel on her than she thought. "I- I- Maybe she- I don't know that." Oh no. She was losing composure. "How would I know that? Maybe she just didn't like me. I don't know." As she felt control slipping, the words escaped her lips before she could think about it. "She was bullying that girl, Mimi, for no reason. She has a history of being like that." Dav cursed herself. Throwing people under the bus would not look good. And she could tell that they agreed. Fortunately, they moved on to the next subject.

"Were you aware that Greer Morrison had submitted a video at the end of last year?” 

Dav's eyes widened. "Why am I being questioned about that? I wasn't even involved. I didn't send a video." Their cold eyes conveyed that avoiding the question would only make her look worse. "I didn't know, but I would've guessed. So would everyone else on campus." Again, she felt like crumbling under their uncaring eyes.

“Had you ever heard of anything regarding THE NAIVE NEWCOMER using steroids?” 

She shook her head profusely. "I didn't even know him. I knew of him, because of Greer, but I didn't know anything about him." She sighed deeply. Was there anything weird about what she just said? Was she crumbling even more?

"I thought you didn't know Greer. How would you know him through her?"

"I- I-" She had to keep her composure. Dav was a much better liar than this. What was happening to her? Was this her guilt eating her up? "She was popular. Everything she did and said always ended up as gossip. He was good-looking, too, I heard." Was she playing too dumb?

“Well, then, had Greer brought up breaking up with him ever? Or anything of the sort, like she did in her video?” 

She shook her head. "Like I said, we weren't close." This time, she held her tongue. She shouldn't say anything else, and she shouldn't know anything else.

"What about the gossip? Were there any rumors that she was considering breaking up with him?"

Dav could hear it in his voice. They didn't buy it. They knew, or suspected, that... "No. I mean, yes, there were some rumors that she was cheating on him." She shut up after this, now slowly regaining control over herself. It was too late, though. She could see the look in their eyes. The distrust.

“Do you have any reason to believe THE GOLDEN GIRL would want to leave Ogden College?” 

She slowly shook her head to say no again. "Again, we weren't close. I'm sure she'd have reasons," she stopped herself. It was time to be brief. "but I can't imagine the specific reason. Maybe she was just tired." She took a deep breath. That was good. Finally, she was able to stop herself before spilling all the information she had.

"Were you aware of Greer planning to travel to Portugal this summer?"

She could see in their eyes that they expected an answer from her. They already had a guess that she knew. Giving an answer felt like locking herself into a lie that they'd eventually find out. She shook her head again, feeling defeated. Davika was scared. Terrified. They were onto her, somehow, and she had to be smarter than she was here. No more panicking. "No. I thought she just left." They had to at least believe that.

"Is there anything you know that you’re not sharing?"

One last time, she shook her head to signify that she didn't. It felt hopeless. They didn't believe her, and she didn't know why. Was there something that she said that hadn't matched the information they had? Who had thrown her under the bus? A handful of names appeared in her head. Mari. Link. Maybe Alethea. Maybe it was someone else entirely, who had picked up on the vibe between them. "Can- Can I go now?" She asked, trying to remove herself from that situation as fast as she could.

Davika was close to tears, and although the officer looked as if he was containing himself not to scoff, it was genuine. She didn't know when the tears started to flow, all she knew was that she was scared, and that her feelings were very clear on her face. The little control she found at the end of the interview could never be enough. She'd have to work harder to appear as inconspicuous as possible from now on. Most importantly, though, she had to find out what they knew. Soon.