FITZ, Hartley Amelia

[Hartley Amelia Fitz]

HARTLEY AMELIA FITZ

FULL NAME: Hartley Amelia Fitz
NICKNAMES: Ice Queen, Hart, Fitzy (Only her boss and only when he's trying to get a rise from her)
AGE: twenty-eight
GENDER: female
SEXUALITY: Straight
STATUS: Single
GROUP: Citizen
GRADE: N/A
MAJOR: N/A.
JOB OCCUPATION: Personal Assistant for the CEO of a toy company.

HAIR: Blonde. She lets it grow, then cuts it off again. Always has and probably always will. She styles it differently depending on the day and the time she has available.
EYES: Blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: If any.
TATTOOS: A seven-point star on her wrist and a crescent moon on her ankle
PIERCINGS: Ears a few times.
PLAY-BY: Olivia Holt!

LIKES: Shoes, Starbucks, traveling, action flicks, Camp Nowhere (her all-time favourite film), working the system in her favour, dark chocolate, figure skating (casually now), baseball caps, whiskey, Thai food, watching baseball, exploring new cities, Christmas, volunteering, dressing up for fancy events with the boss
DISLIKES: Long haul flights (though she loves the destinations), black coffee, iced tea, romance novels, road trips, kombucha, getting sand everywhere after an afternoon at the beach, reality television, watching figure skating, people who ruin Christmas for children, being stuck indoors when she really wants to go out, rats, unscented candles
FEARS: Getting into another accident overseas, getting hit by a car crossing the street, rats
SECRETS: Hartley contemplated quitting her job after everything happened with Brett. She didn't want to see him and hear the vicious things he was going to spread about her. After some tears and some ice cream, she decided not to give him the satisfaction of giving him that win.
PERSONALITY: Hartley isn't entirely the Ice Queen the people of the office claim she is. She's actually quite nice and caring. She spends what time she can volunteering and doing charitable work. She herself set up the foundation through the company she works for that helps kids to play all sorts of sports when their financial situations would otherwise prevent it. She had been given so many chances in life because of generous people and charities like that so she wanted to give back to that particular world and got her boss involved. Hartley would never deny being that cold-hearted woman but that's usually only people who piss her off or cheat on her; otherwise she's as sweet as pie. She is definitely no nonsense and will tell it like it is. If you don't like it, don't talk to her. She's determined and resilient, she will definitely get the job done and she'll do it with a smile (because those people don't deserve her wrath). Hartley honestly has better things to do than make people cower in fear of her or put much thought or care into what people actually think of her. She's too busy living her life and having her fun to give a single damn.

MOTHER: Josephine Fitz & fifty-one.
FATHER: Nicholas Fitz & fifty-four.
SIBLINGS: N/A.
OTHERS: Victor James Haartman, thirty-three, Boss & Friend
Mallory Lorna Fox, twenty-nine, Friend from high school/roommate
PETS: N/A!
HOMETOWN: Roswell, New Mexico.
HISTORY: Hartley came from humble beginnings. Her parents didn't have much when she was growing up but the house was always warm and filled with love. She always had clean clothes, a roof over her head and food in her belly. It was a lot more than some could say they had. She was happy. She was able to play sports, take figure skating lessons and enjoy just being a kid; something else not every child could say. Her figure skating coaches saw talent and pulled some strings so she could practice more without having to spend more. She was very good. She did solo work for a time before it was suggested that she try her hand with a partner. It was fun and Hartley enjoyed herself, loved all the ribbons, trophies and medals she won, as both a soloist and a pair. A tumble at an international competition saw her unrealised dreams of going to the Olympics crash and burn. She didn't just manage to tear her ACL, she managed to shred it, though no one is sure just how she managed to do it. She was pulled in for an emergency surgery, spent a bit of time in a foreign hospital and then returned home to do physiotherapy and begin the gruelling process of getting back on her feet. It had felt to her, like learning to walk all over again.

She was fifteen and forced to go to school with crutches when she was ready and a wheelchair before that because the strain was too much at the beginning. But, she'd needed to go to school. That had been part of the promise she'd made. They would do their best to keep her in figure skating but she couldn't miss school unless she was at a competition. There weren't that many so it was an easy promise. So when her accident happened, she'd missed a couple weeks of school and while she had been given her coursework to catch up on when she did return stateside, it wasn't an excuse to miss classes. Eventually she was able to walk around with a brace and then nothing at all. It had been a long process for her, so long she actually reached the end of her senior year before she was officially fully healed. The whole ordeal made her a bit of a harder woman. She'd had her dreams, her fun and her life's ambition taken away from her. But she was also a determined young woman, and she knew that she couldn't make a career from figure skating that would satisfy her. She would have eventually needed more.

Once she'd graduated, Hartley went off to school, though she had wanted to stay in state, she ultimately decided to accept the offer to NYU because she knew that way she would have to be self-sufficient and she needed that in her life. It wasn't so much that she wanted her space but she felt like she would end up leaning on her parents to do too much for her and that was no way to live. She needed to figure out who she was without figure skating or her parents being a holler down the hall. A short train ride home for a weekend was sometimes the best cure for whatever she was feeling. She received an acceptance letter from NYU and took it. She wanted a degree in business and was working her way through that when her professor approached her about a job. It had been only meant to be a summer thing since she was only finishing out her freshman year but she ran the office so well, CEO hired her on full time, allowing her to make her own hours during school months. She could work with it and after that initial month, she bought herself a new mobile phone and told the people she spoke to just to call that number if they really needed to get in touch, otherwise to call the office and she would get back to them when she got to her desk. It worked out surprisingly well. She answered the calls when she wasn't in class, would send a quick email when she was and then after classes, she would go into the office and sort out the messages and deal with what was on her desk.

She kept on the busy work like that all through school, giving herself more and more responsibility to the point where she ran the office while he ran the business. As she'd quickly learned, the men who run the businesses were run by the men and women sitting at the desk outside their offices. She worked behind the scenes to get him the meetings he wanted while he sat at his desk, thinking that sweet talking would get him everywhere. Over time and thanks to one regrettable workplace romance, she was dubbed the Ice Queen, a role Hartley relished. There were some who hated the fact that she'd walked in, seemingly off the streets and was given a coveted role in the company, thinking she should have started in the mailroom or at least have a degree. Some believed the lies the rumour mill spouted out, which ranged from the dull and boring, like she was family, to the wild and ridiculous, sleeping with the boss and no less than four other office heads. Hartley gave no mind to any of it because she knew who had been spreading those ridiculous rumours. She'd been working with the company for about a year, telling herself time and time again that she would not start something with someone in the office. And then she met Brett and she was slowly charmed by him, flirted with him and eventually, agreed to go on a date with him. They had a lovely time and agreed to go on another date. This went on for a couple months and Hartley thought they were having a good time, potentially in it for the long haul as it were. She had no idea he was seeing another woman from outside the company itself. Their office shared a building with a handful of other companies and he'd met a woman on the elevator. When she found out and confronted him about it, he got defensive and she broke up with him on the spot.

Unfortunately, he did not take it well and acted quite immaturely about the whole situation, quickly spreading vicious rumours about her. She let it slide because they were just bits of gossip running through the rumour mill and she didn't need that in her life. She did however, allow herself a few tears in a pint of Ben and Jerry's and a new pair of expensive shoes. She went into the office with her head held high, despite her new nickname whispered when she passed by. The truth was, Hartley didn't care about the nickname or the lies. She was a damn good PA, ran her boss's life like clockwork and managed to have a life of her own. So what if she'd wanted a serious, committed relationship and he'd wanted a casual fling. Once word finally reached her boss's ears however, things changed. While there was no rules against interoffice romances, there was an explicit one against slander and harassment that she was actually unaware of. While most things were swept under the rug and ignored, she was the PA to the CEO and that high up the food chain, things happened. He was immediately let go for his actions in the matter and Victor made a point of casually informing everyone he knew what had happened. If Brett wanted a job in the same industry, he'd have to search long and hard for someone who didn't mind have the Victor of one of the biggest toy developers in America on their bad side. His reach was far and Victor had a clear line of right and wrong.

Hartley still heard the names but she excelled and being what they said she was. She did not give a damn. She told it like it was, didn't apologise for it and got things done. If it ended up on her desk, she made it work, even when everyone else said it was impossible. The best part about being the PA to a CEO was that they secretly ran the world. She had channels and avenues that other people didn't. So when they showed up at her desk with a grimace saying they couldn't get it done, that the CEO would have to take care of it himself, she took the file with a dull look and a flick of her wrist and got to work fixing it. She graduated with honours from NYU, which allowed her a cushy raise in her pay each week and afforded her quite a bit of travel since she had to go pretty much everywhere her boss went. It was a pretty awesome perk. Now at twenty-eight, she's living a pretty good life and not in a hurry to move on to something different. Why in hell would she give up the best thing that's ever happened to her?

YOUR ALIAS: Cali.
RULE WORDS: I am the rules!
WHERE YOU FOUND US: You can just keep that curiosity thank you very much!
SAMPLE:

Sample?! SAMPLE?! BAH!

[Cali]