Freya Augustine is a seventeen year old student, and was sent to Arkeon for violation of probation, and she arrived two weeks ago. Freya is portrayed by Molly Quinn, and is an original character.
“Pick it up, pick it all up and start again. You’ve got a second chance, you could go home, escape it all. It’s just irrelevant. It’s just medicine. It’s just medicine. You could still be what you want to, what you said you were when I met you. You’ve got a warm heart, you’ve got a beautiful brain but it’s disintegrating from all the medicine.”
File type: delinquent; 17; Freya Anette Augustine;
Freya was born into a good, quiet home with kind and loving parents. It was everything most kids wished for. A humble existence, a loving environment, a quiet town; it was all beautiful until she was five years old. Three months after Freya’s fifth birthday her younger sister Leisel was born and not all was as well as it seemed. Freya’s mother and father began to fight over the baby and not long after, Freya’s mother and the new baby disappeared in a haste back to Freya’s homeland of Germany. Her father became an even quieter man, continuing his practices of Buddhism and showing Freya that loving the world around her was a very important thing to do. As Freya grew older, however, she became angry that it was only her father left to take care of her, even though it felt as if she was alone. On days that Freya was at school her father worked at the gardening center on the outskirts of town and on weekends he would lock himself in his room and spend all day meditating. As Freya grew her anger not only stemmed from her mother but from her father as well. He left her to fend for herself and she grew up quickly, taking the role of the head of the household. By the time that Freya was nine years old she was convinced that both of her parents had left her and that her father was just a shell of the man he once was.
In all of this chaos, Freya was left with one thing; her home library. For hours she would sit there reading, sometimes she’d even skip school days to do so. It was something she’d started doing shortly after her mother left and by the time that she was twelve she’d read every single book in the library at least once, some twice. Reading was her saviour until she met a boy that was just rolling through town, and he showed her a whole new world. By this time, Freya was fourteen and she thought that she was tough shit. Her father was a deadbeat to her, she was angry, and she was fully prepared to rebel. The stranger that rolled in through town went by the name of Hyde, though she knew it was false, and introduced her to her first love, Mary Jane. As Freya reached fifteen she was not only smoking marijuana, but cigarettes as well and when her father found out, he was livid. She’d thought that after years of constant meditation and years of caring oh so much about loving the world and it’s people that he would be more thoughtful in his reaction; she was horribly wrong. The day that her father found out was the first time that he ever hit Freya, and it didn’t stop there.
The abuse was casual, it wasn’t like he always took things out on her but as Freya matured and began to understand why he was the way that he was, she could feel nothing but sympathy. She was aware that her mother was the love of his life, that Liesel was the daughter that he’d had a good feeling about. Every time that her father came at her with angry fists and broken eyes, Freya wouldn’t even fight back. She’d take the punches and consider them a punishment from the universe directed at her instead of her mother. Due to the abuse, she began to smoke pot more and more until one day in the summer heat she was busted with an ounce of marijuana in her car; she was only sixteen. Her father was so angry that he encouraged the court to give Freya as long of a probation as they thought necessary and this included a year of twice-weekly UA’s and daily Narcotics Anonymous meetings along with three probation meetings a week and therapy on Saturday’s.. With the problem that Freya had, she couldn’t refrain from smoking marijuana. It was her one thing that she could use to keep herself up when everything felt like it was falling down and without it she was angry and confused, which caused her to fuck herself over.
As the months tugged her along, Freya was beginning to lose her mind. She did great for the first three months and then she began to grow weary of her life, terrified of her father. The abuse had grown to the point where she actually had to wear makeup, which she hated doing, to cover the bruises. She’d ask him in his native tongue to please refrain from leaving bruises along her skin but he didn’t listen and eventually he threw out his meditation all together and fell into drinking. By the time that the fourth month rolled around, Freya’s mind could no longer handle the loss of her one true love and she fell back into the use of the substance. Eventually, she stopped going to all of her probationary activities and went on the run. Freya was out doing her usual partying again, neck deep in drugs and boys that couldn’t get enough of her. Boys that couldn’t take no for an answer. On the run, Freya was a nobody, just a simple girl that blew through different cities night after night with a couple of so called hippies that she’d met along the way. Boys loved a German girl and they made it known, though she usually chose to ignore it. One night, however, she didn’t leave with her traveling buddies and found herself in a tight situation.
Well aware that there was a warrant out for her arrest, Freya avoided walking the streets alone and her so called friends had left her behind, causing a drunk Freya to have to ask multiple people if they could give her a lift or if she could travel with them. Everyone she came across said no until she got to a boy that looked extremely sweet, like someone you’d never expect to make a disgusting move. He accepted her offer and led her to where his car was, throwing her in the backseat and having his way with her. Freya, a virgin up until this point, was left alone and afraid on the side of a street, her face bleeding from being hit several times. It was then that she decided to walk herself to the nearest gas station and ask that they call an officer. When the officer arrived, Freya turned herself in and accepted the punishment of being thrown into a reform school until told otherwise. She didn’t see her father again until just before her assigned officer was to drive her to the school and she didn’t say a word to him. Freya never told a soul about what happened to her that night.
Characteristics:
l o v i n g: Freya became the type of person to give all of her love to the people that she meets because she never wants anyone to feel as worthless and unimportant as she does. She tries her hardest to give a smile to everyone that she meets and she tries not to say a bad word about anyone or to anyone.
b r a v e: Freya is ready to face pain head on and will hold herself up because she knows that it’s the right thing to do. This has given her a certain kind of strength that she hopes to never lose.
At Arkeon:
Freya has only been at Arkeon for a short period of time and has already found herself attached to the Library. She admires the quiet of it and will sit in the stacks looking through books upon books of anything and everything. The change in scenery and idea of a difference is something that Freya believes could be a new beginning for her and she is trying her hardest to make friends, though she hasn’t been able to pry herself from the library all that well. After the first week, Freya found the strength to actually talk to people and became extremely interested in the art room. Freya finds Arkeon to be very interesting and a place where she can meet people like her that’ve had similar experiences.
Due to the size of the school, Freya finds herself lost quite a bit and because of this she is late to her classes almost every period. She sits alone at her lunch table and hangs out alone in all of the rec rooms. Though Freya wants to make a friend or two she can hardly bring herself to keep up a conversation and often becomes very quiet or will start muttering responses in German so that people will walk away from her. It’s extremely hard for Freya to trust any of her adult male teachers and will avoid any and all eye contact with them. Though the school may be a good place for Freya to start anew it could also be the place that tears her completely apart.