NAME: Alexandra Julia Götze
NICKNAME: Lexi, Lex, Als, Alli, AJ
AGE: 23
D.O.B.: July 8, 1988

OCCUPATION: Barista @ Starbucks
EDUCATION: Brown University; BA Classical art history
HOMETOWN: Janesville, California
RESIDENCE: Providence, Rhode Island

MARITAL STATUS: Single
ORIENTATION: heterosexual
FAMILY: Mother – Araceli (53). Father – Heinrich (55). Sister – Angela (15). Childhood Nanny – Miss Sophia

HABITS/QUARKS: drums her fingers when thinking, chews on pens, sings in the car, eats ice cream out of the carton
TALENTS: can draw a mean stick figure, plays the violin, horseback riding, ballet; namely pointe

★ Is half German and half Spanish and through her families affluency spent summer holidays in both countries yearly until she started at Brown

★ Was initially raised speaking English, Spanish and German but had to learn American Sign Language when she was thirteen years old when her then five year old sister went deaf

★ Grew up as one of those girls who had too many activities every day. Her parents were already planning her future before she could walk. She did ballet, played the violin, rode horses, ice skated, played tennis, swam -anything her parents could push her into.

★ During high school she began rebelling in subtle ways. She kept her grades up but started getting rid of her lessons, got a boyfriend her parents hated and learned to ride a motorcycle; the boyfriend was good for something after all.

★ Learned early on how to save money and though her parents set her and her sister up with a trust fund and she’s allowed some of it, she lives mostly off her Starbucks income and saves the rest. Though she’s smart enough to pull from it every month, so they think she’s using it.

★ Hates that she feels like she has no real purpose to her life and wants to find something to do that isn’t serving people overpriced coffee

★ Is overtly honest, unless it comes to her parents. While she used to believe in never lying to them, she’s learned in the 23 years of her life they really don’t care to know what she’s really doing, so she lets them believe whatever they want.

★ She tries to get her sister to visit each summer when she can, knowing that otherwise the girl is mostly left with their elder nanny. She likes spending time with Angie and enjoys when the girl comes out.

★ She used to wish growing up that she didn’t look so middle American. Her mother and baby sister both have the exotic Spanish influences to their appearance and she looks just like her father all Nordic, something that she hated for years and even tried to dye her hair brown. A mistake she’ll never repeat

★ She is allergic to coconut and it makes her sad, she really wants to try Samoa Girl Scout cookies

★ She’s never seen one of her family bred horses race and refuses to. Her father has pushed her to go check in on some when they have had races nearby and she’s refused each time, sighting preexisting plans.

★ She’s not a tree hugging vegetarian but she doesn’t believe in animal abuse and she sees horse racing as such. She sees any sport where animals are treated poorly as such and thus has refused every invitation to see a bullfight while visiting her mother’s family in Spain. She doesn’t care if it’s a part of her culture so were the Nazi’s and she hates them too.

LIKES: red apples, raspberries, Renaissance art, koalas, coffee, running, dancing, yoga, swimming, horses, horseback riding, ballet, learning new things, reading, marshmallows, three muskateers ice cream from Thrifty’s Rite Aid, rock music, Latin music, Robert Rodriguez movies

DISLIKES traffic, being from a small town, reality tv, Twilight/Shades of Gray, Sponge Bob, not getting enough sleep, liars, hypocrites, being late, tea, brussel sprouts, most American beer, coconuts – she’s allergic

Moving to the US was something that Heinrich Götze knew would help his plans of expanding his family’s horse breeding empire. Janesville, California became his home base and within two years of living just a few hours from Reno, he had his first set of foals. Araceli came to the farm one summer evening wanting to work with horses. She had a natural touch and a love for the majestic animals. She had grown up with Andalusians and Arabians, neither of which were being bred by Heinrich, but it didn’t matter, it was the animals she wanted to work with, not the breed. The pair had a whirlwind courtship and were married less than a year after meeting. Within the first year of their marriage they were welcoming their first child, Alexandra.

Life was easy for Alexandra Götze as she grew up on her parents’ horse farm. They had more money than she could ever know what to do with, a nanny who spent more time with her than her own mother and every toy she could imagine. As a little girl, Lexi didn’t know this wasn’t a normal life. She didn’t know that most little girls weren’t taken to ballet by their nanny and picked up by their nanny, or that they only really saw their parents at dinner. By the time she was five she was in ballet, learning to ride horses and taking music lessons. She was seven when her parents sat her down and told her they were having another child, Lexi didn’t really know what to expect with that, but she was pretty sure it meant a new friend and she was excited for that. Though, when Angela was born, Lexi was less than impressed. The girl was useless, she did nothing and it made Lexi said. She wanted someone to play with, someone to scamper around the beaches in Mallorca with, to play in the snow in Germany with. But she didn’t have that she had a lump that drooled and cried. She voiced her disinterest only to have her nanny tell her that if she gave it just a year, she’d see a difference, she’d have a little sister to play with. Though skeptical, she always trusted her nanny and agreed to give it a chance.

Lexi was thirteen when multiple things in her life changed. Angela came down with meningitis that took away her ability to hear and Lexi saw the dirty dark side of horse breeding. While her sister was sick and her mother started spending more time with the little girl, Lexi started spending more time with her father, helping out where her mother couldn’t. She knew some of their horses were sold for show and others for racing but she’d never had to witness one break its leg. She thought a horse could do like she had two summers back when she broke her arm playing tennis and just wear a cast. She learned very quickly, as the vet pushed the drugs that would kill the animal, it wasn’t how it worked with horses. A few weeks later she went to a horse racing farm, where the animals were trained and watched as one of the trainers whipped his horse until it seemed to fear him. It was one of her family’s’ foals and when she asked her father about it, he told her to let it go, it wasn’t one of their animals anymore. It was in that moment that she knew she wanted nothing to do with the horse breeding world. She didn’t want to take over from her parents and she didn’t want to do anything that would ever lead to this sort of treatment of the animals. It didn’t matter to the really, they already had it planned; she’d be a lawyer and then represent their farm. Meanwhile, her sister was getting worse before she got better. Even though Angela was able to come home, she wasn’t the same little girl. She couldn’t hear anything that was said around her. The entire family had to make adjustments, learning Sign Language was one of the biggest ones. She became very protective of her baby sister, more so than she had ever been before.

High school was a time in her life that Lexi began wanting out. She hated all the lessons she was forced into, she hated the life plan her parents set for her and she didn’t want to go to Harvard like they had dreamt for her. She hated tennis lessons at the country club, violin lessons with the private teacher, but she loved riding and she still loved ballet. By fifteen she had ended her tennis lessons without ever telling her parents. She canceled her violin lessons six months later and it took her parents another year to even figure it out. They were never one to care about where their money went when it came to their girls and as such, she began shoving the money for her lessons into a bank account, not really sure what to do with it but figured she’d need it someday. The only thing about her live in Janesville that she liked was her baby sister. She started applying to colleges that were far away. While she wasn’t sure fleeing the country was what she wanted she wanted to get out of California and far enough away that her parents couldn’t just drop by. She got into Brown and with little argument from her parents she packed up and left for Rhode Island to attend university. For the first two years, her parents were under the impression that she would be following the path they had drawn out for her, prelaw. She refused and instead found something completely worthless to go into, art history.

She graduated two years ago and still has no idea what to do with her degree. She refuses to get into her parents line of work and though she knows she could still go the law route she doesn’t particularly want to. She wants out of Starbucks and would love to work for someone in an off the wall line of work. She loves museums and art galleries and has toyed with the idea of getting into work with either or both. Her degree would help her with both.