Beverly is not a nickname for Bev

This is my character dossier assignment

My name is Bev, some people call me Beverly, but my name is actually just Bev. So I guess that makes Beverly my Nickname. Bev DesRochers. It’s french – My dad is 100% French, accent and all. People never think so though, because I don’t look French. That is because I am half Puerto Rican because of my mom. You know what that means….I speak English, French and Spanish. Not because I want to, but because my parents just spoke it in the house. Sometimes I randomly switch back and forth when I am not paying attention to who I am talking to.

Born in 82, I lived a basic life. My parents got along great, but my dad always wanted me to be better than I was. That was hard, because I got good grades, never got in trouble, and always strived for greatness. But it just wasn’t enough you know. I used to think that just made him a bad dad, but now I know that it mad me what I am today and made me as successful as I am. Anyways, after growing up in Cali most of my life, I never liked the west coast. It was too slow for me. I wanted to run the world. So I left when I turned 16. That’s when I graduated from high school (probably has something to do with the daddy problems). I went to Columbia and studied criminal justice, because I wanted to do the right thing and be a public defender, but then I decided to go to Harvard for Law School, and ended up getting a degree in International Politics. Some people say I come from old money, but I don’t think they know what old money even is. I’m pretty much on my own out here on my own money. After school, I moved to DC and started working in a congressman’s office. I’m a Democrat but I started working for a republican and that’s when I realized I could change the world. After a couple of years there I made some connections and ended up in the DOD. Which is where I work now. What I do is kind of irrelevant. My job title is the Executive Assistant to the Deputy Secretary of Defense, but I don’t do that. That’s just what I say. Let’s just say…I’m still a strong believer in criminal justice or justice in general.

I tend to wear a lot of Navy, maybe because I work for the DOD? I am not to sure. Every night I drink a Manhattan before going home to do more work, but sometimes I just want classic Mac and Cheese while watching A woman called Golda.

What else is there to know? I don’t really have anyone special in my life. My mom died when I turned twenty from cancer, my dad still lives out in Anaheim and we talk once a week. I go visit for Christmas. I have a boyfriend. His name is Daniel. Nothing special about him. But that’s it. That’s me.