died in a tragic accident and is never coming back to HA. sorry.
|Mikaela Tamar Forbes|
|Birthday:||September 8, 1997|
|Occupation(s):||Student, check-out chick, future rapper.|
|Family & Friends|
|Family:||Kyla (mom) and Lilo (baby sister)|
|Relationships:||I've got more important things to focus on.|
|Enemies:||Made too many and it's only early.|
|Interests:||Rapping, singing, hip hop music, God.|
|First appearance:||November, 2012|
|Last appearance:||'til death do us part|
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Brown
I'm short and feisty. I'm comfortable with my body, so I'm not afraid of short shorts and midriffs, and I'm not gonna pretend I'm self-concious so you don't think I'm some vain bitch.
I was born in '97, and my dad left my mom before I was even born. A few years later, mom was pregnant again and she got left with just us kids. She tried her hardest to raise us, while working all the time, but then she got fired because she was really sick, and we got kicked out on the street, living in mom's car. When I was twelve, mom met this new guy and she started dating him, and we eventually moved in, then he died of a drug overdose, but left us with his house to live in. Since then, mom's been hitting the alcohol pretty hard and I had to get a job to support us. I told mom that I wanted to be a rapper and she told me I was "a fucking idiot." So I decided to tryout for HA, where I was eligible for a scholarship. Mom still doesn't approve of me rapping, but she's hardly ever sober enough to actually talk to me like a human so I don't think it matters what she thinks.
People think I'm being a bitch, when I'm just being real. My life is far from perfect, and I don't try to pretend it is, but if you're just trying to complain about everything, you can get out of my face cuz I ain't got time for you.
I used to have some respect for my mom, but she doesn't do anything for us kids nowadays. She claims she has this "illness" that prevents her from working but if she actually sobered up maybe she'd feel less ill. And all she does is just fucking yell at Lilo and me, and make us feel like shit.
Lilo is my baby sister, and I've tried looking out for her, but I don't know if she really appreciates it. She gets really touchy, especially when mom's just been yelling at her but we stick together, us kids.
- I might be female, and a rapper, but there is no way in hell I'm looking up to Nicki Minaj.
- I'm bisexual, but I ain't bothered getting a boyfriend or girlfriend at the moment.
- My best friend when I was little was imaginary. Her name was Izzy, and she had bright red hair and she was always really brave. I try to live up to her.
- I don't believe in YOLO. If you only live once, you should try and make it matter, not do stupid shit and try not to regret it.