Avery is an average girl. She is five feet 8 inches. She is slightly underweight, but most people were. She has brown curly hair that has been lightened naturally by spending hours in the sun everyday. Which also has aged her a bit more than her nineteen years. But she doesn’t mind. Because she loves working outdoors in the garden. She has bright green eyes, a color that has always been rare but is even more rare now, in this post 2nd civil war era. Before the 2nd civil war there were at least more people immigrating from places like Scotland and Ireland, keeping the green eye color alive and well. Since no one immigrates to America anymore, green eyes have all but been bred out. She has a splattering of freckles across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Again, the sun made them more prominent than not. She wore mostly drab, neutral colors of browns and grays and black. Simply because brightly colored fabrics or fabric dyes cost more money and her little sister, Ava, loves fashion much more than Avery ever would. But also because she couldn’t manage to stay clean for a whole day. Try as she might, Avery was a messy girl