Coleen and Daniel Naas we're never supposed to be parents, the fact that the couple had managed to reproduce was not only a frightening thing to either of them but something that almost turned the recently married couple against one another. Daniel was a busy man, constantly working in what was a vain attempt at keeping a roof over their heads and their stomachs in good condition while Coleen was an artist, a simple seamstress making her way in the world one rag at a time never creating anything of much worth or note but still loving every second of it. When the young couple first discovered that they were going to be parents, they weren't sure what to think. There were moments when they were both seconds away from making an appointment at the clinic, others when they were searching through name books and deciding what colours to paint the nursery, but like all good well-rounded people the couple chose to take the adventure that was becoming parents. Both were absolutely and entirely convinced that it couldn't have been that hard, especially if they were prepared and ready when the time came. On the 1st of January, 1992 after what seemed like a nightmarishly long labor, Coleen and her husband welcomed their first and only son into the world with a kiss and a hug before affectionately naming him after both of their fathers, Radley Daniel.
To say that the Naas's were awful parents wouldn't be the full truth, they weren't terrible at it. They just preferred to do things their own way and neither of them were used to or even well-equipped to handle raising a baby, or even a toddler. They fancied themselves artistic and intellectual, political to a point and always in control of their lives and if they had their say, the lives of the people they often associated with and thus they found it difficult to raise a child who was maybe even a little fussy and unwilling to cooperate with their standards of living. Instead, the managed to deprive their young child of the things he needed most in order to prove to him that they were right and he was wrong. In the end, it was their hardheadedness and inability to raise a child that got their three year old son taken away from them by the government. Being that he was already passed the age that most adopting parents were searching for, it was decided that the best way to go with a boy such as Radley was with foster care, boys homes, finding a place where he could live and eat without too much effort put into it. Of course, no one was expecting for an American couple, unable to procreate themselves due to many colliding factors, to favor the young Naas over any of the other children that the Republic of Ireland had to offer. Not any of the babies, nor any of the other toddlers who were running around and showing off their brights smiles. They were attracted to the idea of caring for the small, silent little boy who didn't bother vying for their attention and within the appropriate time period they were bringing him home as their own.
Within a year of being taken in by his new adopted parents, Radley found his family expanding when Alaska Zimmerman entered the scene as his new sister. He was immediately fond of her, happy to not only be someones younger brother but to have a person he could talk to about the whole situation, losing their parents, having new parents, everything that a kid could be curious about when it came to being adopted. Their friendship became one of the main things that he relied on in his youth. It wasn't until he ventured out of elementary education and into high school that he started to actually develop socially, or even athletically. It was during his freshman physical education class when the teacher and coach of the boys soccer team practically demanded that Radley try out for the team, and when he was given a spot on the bench he started to make more friends and thus his social high school experience had begun.
• he was born in galway, ireland but because of moving to the US at such a young age, he doesn't have an accent. he's more american than he is irish
• boo, rad, loch naas monster are a few of his more playful nicknames
• finds overly happy and peppy people to be annoying. he's not a downer but he's definitely not that much of an upper either.
• when he's irritated or bothered by something, he taps against whatever surface is closest usually using a pencil or whatever he's holding in his hand.
• he's a sweet kid, albeit a little quiet and maybe a little shy.
• he's not the sort of person who lets his being adopted get him down. he hardly remembers his real parents and his adopted parents are great. he sees no point in being depressed about it.
• he gets good grades. nothing really to brag about but he's still hopes to get into a good school
• he plays forward for the soccer team, but can sometimes be found playing defence when no one else is up to it.