Ivy Jackson

Ivy always had a bit of a rough life. Her mom was a teenager when she got pregnant, wanting really nothing to do with her daughter and letting her grandmother care for Ivy for most of her childhood. It was nice while it lasted. Ivy’s grandmother wasn’t the most caring person on earth, but she provided shelter and food and clean clothes. Frequently though, Ivy’s delinquent mom would sweep in and steal food and money whenever she needed it after spending all of her own money on drugs and liquor. There would be screaming and yelling, causing Ivy to hide under the bed, close her eyes and cover her ears. When Ivy’s grandmother died, her mother dumped her into foster care. She was bumped from home to home, no one really noticing her enough to care if she was quiet, but sending her away if she got a little bit out of line. And she did get out of line. A lot. Especially after one night when her foster dad took an extra special liking too her. It was the last straw and ever since she hasn’t stayed in homes for very long, never feeling safe.

Being so quiet as a kid, Ivy livened up as a teenager, back talking to show confidence, making snarky and witty comments that often got her into trouble, not to mention a few fights. It was in eighth grade when a girl had pulled at her hair and without a touch, Ivy had thrown the bitch across the hall and into a couple lockers. There are still a few dents in the doors, and no one could explain how the skinny little blonde had done it. It was then that Ivy started going through her grandmother’s things and found the old spell books. Stacks and stacks of them, all filled with spells that could make Ivy who she wanted to be.

It was then that simple, little Ivy became the person she thought she might want to be. She studied the hardest she ever had in her life and when she applied herself, she was a fast learner. The blonde was always resourceful, if not a little lazy when it came to school stuff, but she wanted to know everything there was to know about everything, and now the girl is an expert. Well, she at least likes to think so. She is incredibly gifted in magic though, considering she never had a teacher. It wasn’t long before she started using it selfishly, helping her nick things and manipulate people and tests. While she still get’s in trouble with her foster parents, causing most nights for her to crash with friends or at school, she suddenly is incredibly good at shop lifting, and her grades mirror the brainy kids she magically cheats off of.

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