Amber Riley as… Paulina Precious Ford


Cinematic Twist Diva with a 'tude.
Sex Female
Age 17
Aliases Precious
Place of Birth Los Angeles, California, USA
Occupation Slave to MUX: The Series
Relatives Twin sisters (younger), Parents (older)
Significant Other None
Pros Who You Know, Nominee, Iron Will
Cons Insufficient Funds, Token, Bad Rap
First On-Screen Appearance TBA



Now this is a story all about how my world got flipped, turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, just rollin’ some bills, to tell you how I became the diva of the Beverly Hills.

In L.A.’s ghetto, born and raised, the choir room is where I spent most of my days; chillin’ out, maxin’, relaxin’ all cool and outright singing some Mariah in the school, when a couple of scouts, they were up to some good, started snoopin’ ‘round the choir’s hood. I got in one lil diva-off and they were impressed. They gave me a scholarship to ‘sing with the best’.


Being born into a poor family in the ghetto, or ‘the hood’ as some people call it ain’t exactly all it’s cracked up to be. First of all? You’re poor. It’s a miracle we got any supplies for school, let alone getting food on the table. Luckily my momma, Georgia, works at a restaurant, so she’s able to bring food from there when we don’t got much food in our cupboards. Oh, right. I’m Paulina, by the way. Paulina Precious Ford. You may consider it a strange name, but to me your name is just as strange.

Now where was I? Oh, right. So, my mom works at this restaurant, right? Meanwhile, my daddy’s this small time mechanic. He does well enough, I suppose. But, small time mechanics don’t exactly make loads of cash. But, we got by well enough to say that we weren’t totally penniless. Now, the elementary school I went to was pretty run down. The books and walls were falling apart. Not that I could exactly see the walls behind all the graffiti. My sisters went to the same elementary school. Both of my sisters are younger. Well, really, they’d have to be. They’re twins. They’re only a year younger than me.

While in elementary school, I joined the music program. What there was of one, anyway. I started to play piano. I had a natural talent for playing, according to the teacher. Only thing was, I could only practice at school, or at church after the service. But it was fun, and it took my mind off of all the gang members that hung around my place and my area. Though I suppose living in the ghetto has given me a tough skin, so to speak. The guys are bad, and the girls are even worse. If you don’t fall into their ‘perfect’ image, you get picked on…a lot. You kinda have to learn to defend yourself against the tougher kids.

It wasn’t long before my music teacher discovered my talent for singing too. He insisted that I join the choir. After discussing it with my parents, discussing the pros and cons of having to stay extra late after school, we agreed that my dad would pick me up when choir was done and take me home. I was having the time of my life. I loved the music, both piano and choir. Soul and R&B became my favourites. I began to aspire to be like my idols, Aretha Franklin and Mariah Carey, to name a couple.

Finally high school came along. Oh what a joy it turned out to be. There were security guards and we had to go through metal detectors and show ID cards every time we entered. To top it all off, everyone became even worse bullies. Well, I wasn’t gonna take none of that from them. I stood up for myself. Got in trouble a good number of times because of it, though. But I don’t care. I’ll voice my opinion.

Through all this, though, I continued my music. I joined both the choir and the glee club, as well as the band as a pianist. Well, that certainly caught SOMEONE’S attention. Half way through the year, and after a few performances, someone approached me at my high school, after a particularly impressive (in my opinion) diva-off, in which yours truly won. They wanted to offer me a scholarship to go to their school, Beverly Hills High. After talking it through with my parents and me, it was decided that I would accept the offer to go to their school on the scholarship.

And now I’ve been at the school a few years, and I’m rockin’ the school’s music program, if I do say so myself. I’m the Queen Diva of Beverly Hills High. Ain’t no white ass rich kid gonna beat my sugary sweet voice. Hell, I bet they didn’t even knew what real singing was until I walked through the door. Well, it’s a fun ride. I’ll say that much. Peace, I’m outta here. I gotta go rehearse.


Paulina is, for lack of a better term, a diva-wannabe. While she’s done a good job with people her age, enough to get a bit cocky about it, she is nowhere near the level of people like Aretha Franklin. She is on a mission, however, and she is quite determined. She has the strength of will to continue until she rises to the levels of he idols, or dies trying.

She is loyal to people she considers friends, regardless of age, race, or gender. Goodness knows everyone needs someone to stick up for them and have their back every now and again. Paulina isn’t afraid to voice her opinion. She is quite capable of holding her tongue when she knows it’s required. But when she deems it important enough, she will most certainly make it clear, without a shadow of a doubt, what her opinion is.

On-Screen Appearances

Name of Scene —> the DL



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