Serita De'nice Banks

character stats

NICKNAME
Rita, Nicey-Poo (mommy’s nickname)


AGE
19


BIRTHDAY
June 1st


HOMETOWN
East Point, Georgia


ETHNICITY
Geechee/African American


NATIONALITY
American


SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Straight


RELATIONSHIP STATUS
Single


HEIGHT & WEIGHT
5'7 - 135 lb


ZODIAC
Gemini


FAMILY MEMBERS
Lucille Banks (mother)


EDUCATION
High School Diploma (Tri-cities High School)
Senior at Kapuhai Reef University - English Major (emphasis on African American Women Writers)


RELIGION
Not really. Writing is my worship, I guess.


JOB
Cashier at the Warrior Cafeteria and other little odds and ends (meaning none of your business)


TATTOOS/PIERCINGS/SCARS
Piercings - Ears & Navel
Tattoos - "Phenomenal" on her upper left torso
Scars - Emotional ones that she won't ever 'fess up to. Ever.


CLOTHING STYLE



PERSONALITY
Soft voice full of opinions.
Goes in like Nina Simone’s "Peaches" when you try her.
Driven.
Heart for those who cannot fight for themselves.
Proud of the skin she’s in.
The lovechild of a Nikki Giovanni, Terry McMillan and Sista Soulja threesome. Angela Davis delivered the money shot and filmed the whole thing…


INTERESTS
Books, written and spoken word, Women Activists, good debates, coffeehouses, southern cooking, poetry


RANDOM FACT(S)
Graduated high school on her 16th birthday.
Writes poetry, all of which has never been heard or read by any eyes but her own.
Learned to crochet from her paternal grandmother.
Reads Jane Austen when no one is looking.


PET PEEVES
Fraternities & Sororties, work study, uneducated black females, close minded people, men with huge egos, men with "opinions"...men. Dependency on anything, really.

biography

Everybody has a "two".
A double, a pair.
Because life is too complicated to just play one part.

It's easy for some people. Life is a bunch of roses tied with a pink tinted ribbon. They walk around with rose colored sunglasses, talking on their cellphones with smiling faces, mommy and daddy's money keeping the reality at bay. That's never been me. Harsh reality has always made me shade my eyes because my mommy and daddy didn't give me a pair of fly shades to hide behind. I work hard while the silver spoon crew is hardly working and I sleep when they blink. I hustle hard...not because of the free ride that you're still looking for. This ass doesn't esteem for some rapper's video. These lips don't crave a hard *beep*, just to suck and swallow the sour...so things'll be sweeter. And these eyes, they don't water for nobody. But my feet keep moving. And my arms keep pushing. And my heart keep beating...the hope pulsing through it. Hoping for the day...that day that I don't have to keep on being "two" anymore. The day that I don't have to paint the lips these words trickle over, red. The day I don't have to prop my breasts high and drop it low just to find myself somewhere in the middle...

PLAYED BY - Ally