MONTGOMERY, Emma Jade

[emma montgomery]

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Emma Jade Montgomery

Hullo, the name is Emma, but I guess you could call me Em, Ems, Emmers, Jay. I'm twenty years old and currently making my way through life as a college student.

Everyone who knows me will be able to say that I'm obsessively organized, a ‘bit’ of a control freak, competitive and a perfectionist, but that I'm also pretty smart, good at cooking, nice, pretty. They'd warn you that I love cooking, sticky notes, doodling, winning and things being organized and that I loathe Outlet stores, losing, not getting my way, fast food and slugs.

I don’t like to psychoanalyze myself. I don’t think anyone should do it because honestly they’ll probably come up with something that they don’t like and that could really mess with a person. However I’ll do it for the sake of this thing. However instead of Psychoanalyzing myself in the sense that I’m picking my own brain I’m going to look at myself as I believe others would see me and hopefully avoid the self loathing and remain objective to this who process. I’m blonde, but I’m smart.

Okay so the first and probably most prominent part of my personality is that I’m very organized. I don’t have OCD in the sense that I have a panic attack if something it out of place, but I really, really don’t like my room to be messy. My house in general really. When I was a kid I would clean the living room just because my brothers had left stuff out. When I get depressed I clean because it makes me realize that I’m useful. If it weren’t for me this room would still be a mess. So it’s kind of a productive form of therapy if you think about it. I was the girl in school who always had her desk perfectly organized, even in the middle of the year when everyone else had their desks stuffed the graded papers and the like. My room is always clean as well. However I’m not the type of person to clean someone else’s house without permission. Some people find it rude. Though I don’t know why they’d object to having someone else clean their house for them.

I’m also very competitive, maybe it’s because I’m the youngest, maybe it’s because of my two brothers, but I’ve always wanted to be the best at everything I do. I’ve been told I can be a bit too competitive but I don’t really think there’s such a thing. I just really like to win and there’s nothing wrong with that. However I can get a bit odd about what I compete in. I use to compete with my brothers on cleaning my teeth the longest. They never knew that I turned it into a competition but I did and I felt like a winner when I was the last one to spit out the toothpaste. I know it sounds crazy but really it’s not that bad. I wouldn’t call it bad anyway. At least I stopped that last competition. I hate losing more than just about anything on the planet though. I hate it more than hang nails, fast food and outlet stores combined.

My mother says I’ve fiery I’m not one hundred percent sure what that means though. She says it means that I don’t sit back and take people’s crap. If I don’t like something I’m going to say so and I’ll stand up for myself. I didn’t always do terribly well with that as a kid. I got teased a lot as a child but it got better when I beat up the school bully when I’d had enough of it so I guess she could be right. Though she is right that I don’t take people’s crap. If I know I can call someone out on something and not have any truly negative consequences I totally will. I’m the girl who will tell someone off for tripping me on the bus. Some people would call me a bitch but I think fiery sounds much better. Maybe I’m just not understanding the term properly, who knows.

Which brings me to my next point. I’m… not terribly bright out loud. When I’m writing something I can sound very smart because I take the time to think things out. However when I’m talking, I have a habit of sounding kind of dumb and… ditzy I guess. It’s because I tend to forget to speak before I think and that leads to stupid comments sometimes. The people that know me know I’m a lot smarter than that. That’s not to say I always sound stupid, I do managed to sound competent about eighty percent of the time, I just have my moments and of course because I’m a blonde I end up judged more harshly but whatever. The people that think I’m dumb because I’m blonde aren’t terribly bright either.

Okay, finally I’m a perfectionist. It’s part of the painfully organized thing and the competitive thing. After all it’s really hard to be the best if you don’t do everything right. I just really like the feeling I get knowing I’ve done the best job possible and I hate the feeling I get when I know I could have done better. That feeling of guilt deep down? Yeah it sucks and it’s just easier to do it right the first time. Some of my best friends are the same way though so that’s good, at least it means that I’m not alone in my crazy right? Besides I’ve been told I can be very annoying when I go back and redo things that others have done so I don’t’ have to do that with them.

I’m not really that uptight though. I mean, yeah I’m organized but I don’t panic about it and I’m completive and a perfectionist but I’ve never had a breakdown over that. I have no problem with getting messy and I love to just hang out with friends and have fun but that’s my personal opinion on myself. If you want a really good idea of what I’m like you should ask my brothers. I don’t think they’d have any problems with telling you the truth about me.

Hell. What else is there to say...? I'm youngest of three and often people tell me I look like Dianna Agron , but I consider that to be a little farfetched, don't you think...?

Alright well my life has been pretty boring. I think so anyway. I was born here in London. I’m not irish or anything but I wish I was, they have really cool accents, but no, I’ve lived here all my life. I was the third of three children and I have two older brothers, which was great for me. I was always too young or too much of a girl to play with them when we were young and then I started dating and as soon as I mentioned ‘two older brothers’ the guy would get that nervous look on his face. That one that says ‘I’m not really sure if you’re worth it yet’. Yeah that made dating as a teen so much fun. But it wasn’t that bad I mean, they never scared a guy away as far as I know. Granted I’ve never really asked a guy later why he broke up with me but I digress. My parents were pretty cool. My mom is an interior designer and my father is a professor. I always hated it because I never really felt smart enough for him then when I was nine they divorced and I stopped caring about looking smart to him for a while because it was more about catching up when I got to see him. That may be one of the reasons I’m so competitive though, because I always felt like I had to fight for his attention.

My mother always said I was a very loud baby. I hated to be left alone and I hated to not be held. That doesn’t surprise me at all. I don’t like being ignored even now. I think I was pretty cute as a baby. I’ve always had blonde, blonde hair. My mother said she use to love to brush it and when I was little, before I had a lot of hair, she was just waiting for it to come in because she wanted to be able to put it into pigtails and ponytails. Looking back at my pictures from when I was about a year and a half on I always had my hair done up somehow. I guess it’s because I was her first and only daughter and she couldn’t’ do girly things with the boys. I also was always in the pinkest, girliest outfits ever made it was crazy. My dad says he would read to me every night. I have a rocking chair that he would sit in, with me on his lap and he would rock back and forth reading me stories. And I don’t mean cute little stories. He read me the dark versions of fairy tales. I still have the book of fairy tales he would read me. They’re very dark. But that’s very him. He wouldn’t want the sweet sugar coated versions and I guess I kind of like that about him.

In Play school I didn’t have a lot of friends. I had one really close friend and it was great. We did everything together. At Nap time we slept next to each other and we were very cliquey. If we didn’t deem you cool enough we didn’t go near you. In retrospect I guess one could call us downright bitchy. But whatever, it’s too late to change it now right? And we were just kids it wasn’t like we knew we were being mean. That’s just what we thought was right. You don’t like someone enough you don’t hang out with them. Then in kindergarten that friend moved away and I had to make new friends. That’s when I realized that having a lot of friends was cool too. After that I was very social. I always had play dates and I was always running around the room at play time because I couldn’t pick which group of friends to play with each day. I loved school at that point in my life. I always would come home with a ton of stories to tell my mother about. I never wanted it to end.

After that it didn’t really change. I kept making friends and I thought of school as a great place to socialize. Like I said before, I was nine when my parents divorced and it was hard. I mean, I wasn’t terribly close to my dad as it was and then he moved out. I was afraid I’d never get to see him and I almost didn’t I just got to see him every other weekend if he wasn’t busy and he often was. He didn’t have the time to read to me or anything anymore. I hated it. I thought there was something wrong with me so I would work extra hard to bring home good grades to show him. I wanted to be the best at everything because I thought that was how I would make him love me, to be the very best. Turns out I was wrong. He just didn’t have the time. He was not a dad kind of guy. He preferred books over children and that’s just who he was. I’m kind of past being mad at him for it. It takes too much energy and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to change it.

And that brings me to where I am today. I’m twenty years old and I’m going to college. Kings college to be exact. I’m going to be a psychology major for now but honestly I don’t know how much I’m going to like it. I just figure I can get further in life with that than with a degree in English right? Well whatever. Right now I have amazing friends, I love my brothers and I’m looking forward to the rest of my life. Oh, and a special note to my mother, start bugging your oldest about having kids before you start dropping hints to your twenty year old student daughter. Please and thank you.

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Emma Jade Montgomery is played by Alessi