Carrie Rue

Carrie, short for Caroline, Rue, was the younger of two sisters in the Rue household. She had a father who was an engineer and a mother who was a reference librarian. She had a sister that was absolutely brilliant enough to get into a top-rated college with a full scholarship. She had a academic record of full Cs except for the time when she accidentally managed an A in English and an F in PE but she comforted herself that it all averaged out anyway.

Carrie was not pretty, to put it politely. She had hair that alternated between hopelessly limp and uncontrollably frizzy, except for the times when it decided on being both frizzy and limp at different spots and Carrie would go to school with a lop-sided looking head full of long-ish, vague-ish colored hair that was neither brown nor blonde nor red, but somehow contrived to carry a hint of all three. She had acne and a sharp nose. She had eyes as vague-ish as her hair, if not more vague because of how pale they were. There was not much to say about her figure namely because she had not enough of a figure to speak about and she always, always showed up in shorts and sandals, even in the dead of winter.

It was probably a good thing that she lived in southern California.