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Name:
Juliette Marie Arnault

Nickname:
J, Jules

Age:
17

D.O.B:
August 1st

Sexuality:
Confused

Hometown:
New York, NY

Dialogue Color:
#7957C2

Personality:
Unlike her siblings, Juliette never felt the need to break out of that trust fund baby mold. She comes from wealth and realized that at an early age, and isn't afraid to embrace, and sometimes even flaunt it. She's that girl who you can tell, only by one minimal conversation with her, that she's never had to work a day in her life, is oblivious to many "real world" problems, and probably will never work half as hard as other people work in a year, in her entire lifetime. She has daddy funding her credit card with a seemingly unlimited pile of money at the other end, and never hesitates to splurge on a new pair of Chanel boots that she just has to have. If her siblings weren't ambitious or at least grounded in their own right, maybe it would be harder to blame her for that, because it could just be blamed on her upbringing. You could brush off her selfish, materialistic ways with her just being raised poorly, and her parents allowing her to believe that money and "things" were the most important things in the world. Nolan and Charlie aren't like that though, which definitely alienates Juliette as the "brat" of the family. Luckily for her, her innocent brattiness is often preferred to Charlotte's actual rebellious ways, so it's just easier for her to get away with it, despite being seventeen, and at an age where a lot of the shit she pulls normally shouldn't fly. Although she is obsessed with having the newest and nicest everything, shopping has become more than just getting new things for Juliette. It's therapeutic for her, a way to distract herself from any problems or stress going on in her life. Though it's helping in the short term, it's apparent that her reckless spending habits keep her distanced from the real world. It might not be something that is apparent to those in her inner circle who are very similar to her financially, but to an average Joe, it would be very clear that Juliette is fairly delusional. Maybe everyone who lives a life of such privilege is, to some extent, but when she has a fit over not being able to take some international vacation or buy a ridiculously expensive new dress, she actually thinks it's as much of an injustice as someone being deprived of their basic human rights.

She can be shallow, often judging people based on their appearance and the little information that she's heard about them through gossip. While she probably would talk about them behind their back, she wouldn't normally bully or taunt anyone to their face. She claims that it's okay to be a bitch, but not to be mean, and when it comes to gossip, she's more of a follower than the mastermind behind it. Although she doesn't mind contributing to the rumors circulating about other people, she does become very emotional when ones start spreading about her. She's sensitive to criticism and is usually the girl who ends up hysterically crying about a problems from months ago after a night of drinking. Her biggest insecurity is her weight. She has been diagnosed with an eating disorder when she was thirteen, and although she recognizes that she's statistically underweight, it doesn't change the way that she feels about her body. This is one more reason for why she tends to get away with her behavior in her family. She was always seen as the weak one, in a sense... the one who needed that extra attention, who needed to be "handled with care" and looked after just a bit more than the others. Claiming that her parents developed a soft spot for her that they didn't give to the other children probably isn't accurate, but it's worth noting that both of her parents realized early on that Juliette was sensitive, and therefore, they did their best to offer her a little bit more wiggle room than the others.

Despite the flaws, Juliette is loyal to her friends. She's affectionate, reliable and warm, but her impulsive and absentmindedness can sometimes get the best of her. When she's in a moment of gossiping and isn't thinking thoroughly, she's known to accidentally air her friend's secrets to other people, without even realizing that there's anything wrong with that. In almost every area of her life, it's clear that Juliette is impulsive. Whether it's buying thousands of dollars worth of clothes that she has no intention of ever wearing, or drinking herself into a blackout state, it's hard for her to control herself when she's in the mood to indulge in something. She can be reckless and make stupid choices, but her friends can all agree that she's always a fun person to have around. She's spontaneous, bold and energetic, always being up for a night out or an adventure.

Likes:
Autumn → Fall in New York offers the perfect weather, and it's one of the biggest thing she misses about being in California for most of the year. They get some season change, but not as much as the north east offered.
Travelling → She isn't the biggest fan of flying but loves being in new and different places, especially if it's tropical or makes for a good Instagram picture.
Anything new → This is relevant to material things, because she isn't a fan of new and change in any other sense. She loves getting gifts, buying things for herself, and just generally relishing in something new and fresh.
Alcohol → Being underage isn't much of a hassle when you have connections, a family name, and lots of money.

Dislikes:
Driving → She tried taking her road test two times over the summer, and failed both times. She'll readily admit that she's a horrible driver and at this point, has no plans on taking the test again.
Needles → She's that person who's still going to cry when they're getting their flu shot at forty years old.
Soda → She'll drink it in a mixed drink, but never on its own.
Fish → She's a very picky eater in general, but there are certain things like fish, that she has always just refused to try. She doesn't even know if she likes it or not, she's just too scared to try it.

Clique:
Royals

History:
The head of the Arnault clan is Bernard Arnault, age 67, who is a French business magnate, investor and art collector. He has been the chairman and Chief Executive Officer of LVMH since 1989. From 1973 to 1990, Bernard was in a marriage that produced four children. Following his divorce from this wife, he spent some years dating and returning his focus to his business. In 1997, he met Jacqueline McEnroe, a young artist who was living in New York City at the time. The two began dating, and wed a year later. In 1999, they had their first child, a son named Nolan, and everything seemed to be going great for the new little family. As always, when things seem too good to be true, they probably are, and the Arnaults got a wake up call when Bernard received a legal document in the mail demanding that he submit to a paternity test to two children who were born just months after their son. A one night stand that Bernard had had during his marriage produced the two little girls, and though it nearly broke up his marriage with Jacqueline, after some begging and pleading, she agreed not to leave him. On of the stipulations of that agreement, though, was that he fight for custody of his daughters, and surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly, given that the woman he was battling worked at a burlesque club he had visited), a hefty sum of cash was enough for the woman to relinquish custody of the two girls that she had never wanted in the first place, either. Though their first few months on the planet were hectic, its not something that Charlotte and Juliette were ever really forced to relive, because Jacqueline treated and raised them just like they were her own children.

Juliette's childhood was something that people dream about. Her family was as financially secure as they came, and no wishes were too big to be granted. She attended a private K-12 school with her siblings for her K-8 years, and at least socially, she thrived there. She didn't do quite as well academically, but at least during that time, it genuinely was because she was struggling with learning disabilities and just not being intelligent enough to keep up with her classmates. As she grew older, her own tendency to neglect school work played a role in it too, but it's important to note that even as a child, she struggled with school. The social comfort she had at school made her love New York though, so when Charlotte managed to get herself expelled, and their parents insisted all of the siblings transfer together, Juliette was devastated. For one, she didn't want to leave her friends and New York. That was her entire life, and moving across the country, and being forced to live in dorms was daunting to her. Nothing could compare to the life she had in New York. Beyond just the expected stress of having to give up her friends and what she was comfortable with, leaving home was also scary for Juliette for more personal reasons. Out of her siblings, she had always been the one who was the most sensitive, and the most needy in terms of extra TLC. She was exceptionally close with her mother, and not having someone to take care of her left her feeling shaken... and very home sick for her first few weeks at Crossroads. It ended up being a very necessary push in giving her the bit of independence and responsibility that she needed, but she didn't see it that way when she was fourteen. Additionally, only a year before starting at Crossroads, Juliette had been diagnosed with an eating disorder, based on weight-perception. She was heavily treated for it during her eighth grade year, and was nearly in remission by the time that she left for Crossroads, but that sudden change didn't do much good in keeping her on track health wise. Today, she's far better than she was a few years ago, and though she still has some tendencies to suggest that she's no where near "recovered" yet, she's getting there.

Height:
5'9

Weight:
115 lbs

Eye Color:
Blue

Hair Color:
Brown

Face Claim:
Taylor Marie Hill

So begins...

Juliette Arnault's Story

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#2016-08-21 05:49:50, as written by Sophiex

Today is the first official day back on Crossroads Academy's campus, and there is an undeniable air of excitement and jitters on campus. Throughout the morning, cars had driven up the long driveway that led onto the campus, packed to the brink with parents, children, and suitcases filled with everything a teenager could need, only to be drive right back down it a little while later, empty, and usually with teary-eyed parents. It was nothing less than a tradition, and though many felt it was sad to see their parents go, most students did genuinely like Crossroads Academy. The fact that it was located right on the beautiful California coast played a part in it, and it possessing facilities nice enough to rival top colleges was a perk too, but the relationships made while at a boarding school were different than at many normal high schools. They were stronger, or that's what many of Crossroads' students would tell you, anyway.

Like the other dorm advisers on campus, Holly and Brian had spent their mornings acquainting themselves to parents and helping students move into their rooms. They had moved on campus a few days before, and though this meant that their summers were over too, they were both glad that the school year was starting. While Holly had worked as a dorm adviser for four years, and had acted as a dorm adviser for the girls she would be living with this year since they were freshman, Brian was new to this. He had been a faculty member for Crossroads for a year before, but this was the first year that he was going to be a dorm adviser. Life circumstances combined with knowing that his paycheck would look even better if he was a dorm adviser had led him to accepting the additional position, and though he was excited, he was understandably nervous as well. He knew that this position would require him to take on an extra level of responsibility and respect for rules and guidelines, but he also knew that he had to be understanding enough to get a bunch of teenage boys to like him... or at least trust him. It was going to be an interesting experience, that much he was sure of, but he didn't have much time to worry during the morning, as he really had been busy helping kids move in. He was grateful that he had been assigned a senior dorm, only because that meant that there were slightly less parents involved. Senior students were allowed to have cars on campus, and that meant that in some cases, for those who had cars, they were driving themselves onto campus and there were a few less introductions that Brian was forced through. In the girls dorm, Holly was experiencing a similar thing, but by now she knew most of her girls' parents, and for her, introductions were welcomed anyway. She was friendly and bubbly, and far too used to this to be bothered by the first-day events.

Students had no say in dorm assignments, and only found out who they were living with on move-in day, today. Most students would make it to campus by two PM, and following that, there would be a dinner barbecue held in the courtyard for all of the students. Following that, students will spend the night getting back into the rhythm of being at school, hang out with friends, or attend the optional movie on the lawn, which tonight, will be showing Ferris Bueller's Day Off. At 7 PM, the school shuttle will also be making a trip to Target, to allow students to pick up any necessities that they didn't bring to school.

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#2016-08-21 20:37:04, as written by chanelindistress

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Michaela had barely considered pausing to glimpse whom her roommates for the year were to be. She and her mother, Diamond, had woken up early to complete last minute errands - errands that included dropping off orders of banana pudding (and Mickey may or may not have stolen one of the larger mason jars from the house to put into her suite's fridge, but that was neither here nor there), cakes, cherry pies, and a few other desserts neighbors and friends had ordered from Diamond Delicacies online. As easily as people presumed that Michaela had spent her entire summer doing nothing but getting into trouble, she obviously was doing something other than all of that. And she damn sure was going to if Diamond had anything to say about it. So, when the two of them arrived by one in the afternoon at around the same time that a lot of other classmates had (not that Mickey wanted to be on time; she would have rather had them take their time getting their nails done and such), Michaela didn't actually give one too many fucks about who her roommates were. She just wanted to get into the suite so that the two of them could get off their feet. They had still gotten their nails done and Mickey appreciated the final product, but still. Being at Crossroads earlier when she could have prolonged Karen's foot massage during her pedicure would've been so much nicer. She didn't know if any of her roommates had been present, but Mickey surely made it her mission to get one of the rooms farthest from the door.

"I mean it, no sneaking off campus for parties this year, Michaela," her mother stated from outside of the suite while Michaela finished up the final product for her room. She had gotten the idea from a DIY she had spotted on Tumblr and since she had some extra cash from DJing over the summer, Mickey decided to splurge just a little bit. "Whatever you say," she responded dully with an exaggerated eye roll, haphazardly tossing the rest of the pillows on her bed before sliding back into her flip flops. She took only a moment to spritz her newly twisted hair with the moisturizing spray she made last night and then headed out the door, closing it behind her. When she made it outside of the bedroom, Diamond fixed her with "I-brought-you-into-this-world" nonsense stare that had Michaela lulling her head back dramatically before straightening up as the woman walked over to her. "I mean it, Arielle," Diamond decided to remind her and Michaela groaned, stomping her feet just a little at the first sign of another lecture. It wasn't like Mickey really was going to listen. They knew this. She could pretend to...for like, a day. And then they both knew she was going to jump at the first sign of something fun to do. The discussion was completely redundant and only served to add to the slowly growing grey hairs on her mother's head, but that was obviously none of Mickey's business. She was pretty sure she'd actually get the taste slapped out of her mouth if she pointed out what her mother was hiding under the burgundy highlights in her dark hair.

"I said, okay, Ma," she reiterated only for Diamond to give her the "who-the-hell-you-talking-to-with-that-tone" face. Honestly, she had all of her mom's faces down to a T, which probably spoke to how many times she had gotten each and every one, but Mickey didn't really feel guilty for them. Obviously, she was her child. She was supposed to drive her mother just a touch insane; that's what kids do. Granted, Diamond probably thought otherwise, but she also didn't have to listen to the inner workings of Michaela Vaughn's mind. She just had to, you know, fix the shit Michaela's mind and Michaela's foolishness got her in to. And Mickey herself wouldn't call anything she did foolish. It was just...you know, what she knew her mom would be saying if she knew half of the things Michaela wanted to do. "Mmmmhmmm...you okay yo ass out this door and walk me to the car. Don't make me have to send your father." Beaming brightly at the thought, Michaela wrapped an arm around Diamond's shoulders - they were the same height now, so no more of that towering over her in intimidation shit Diamond seemed to enjoy, ha! - and led her to the front door, not bothering to get Diamond to help her unload the kitchen supplies family friends had gifted her with over the years. As much as Mickey appreciated her scholarship providing a meal plan, she couldn't live anywhere where she couldn't cook, let alone, bake. Besides, saying that she was going to send Michaela's father didn't mean a thing - not when the most the two of them ever did was go out for ice cream and laugh over some of the shenanigans Michaela got into. She had to get her meddling ways from one parent, after all. "Yes, ma'am." When she closed the suite door behind her, Michaela glanced at the names before smirking, pulling out her phone to first text Jazmyn and Charlotte, and then Nat.

To: Lottie, Baby Mama
Looks like its just me n Jazz dis year. Lottie's just gonna have 2 sneak over 4 sleepovers :3 Where y'all at?

To: Nat
Roomie, wont u come mi waaaaaaayyyyyy lol

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#2016-08-22 03:40:15, as written by BurningBridges

"I'm going to end up jumping off a building if I have to stay in that room. I'm going to fail all of my classes. I'm not staying there." Comments like these were just some of the many empty threats that Juliette had made over the past hour. Finding out that she was supposed to spend the year sharing a dorm room with Jazmyn Clarke, Michaela Vaughn and Natalya Volkova was what Juliette would claim, was the worst thing that had ever happened to her, in her life. As if sharing a dorm with three rebels wasn't bad enough, two of them were close friends of Charlotte's, and always proved themselves to be annoying, at best. Additionally, and this was probably what had pushed Juliette into the crying that had ensued after reading her roommate assignment, was that she had done something stupid with Jazmyn only the summer. It had only been a quick make out, and in Juliette's defense, she had been drinking a lot that night, but she had been sure that she would be able to completely forget about it. What were the chances that she would end up sharing the same room as the girl this year?

"Come on, Jules. It's not that big of a deal, especially considering that you're gonna fail them all either way," Nolan joked, and although he got a smirk out of Charlotte, the glares that his mother and Juliette sent him, told him that maybe now was a good time for him to go. "Joking, joking!" he defended himself, hands in the air in a surrendering manner. Growing up in a house full of women meant that Nolan knew how especially when the girls got emotional, their claws liked to come out (sometimes even in a literal manner), and he liked his face arranged just the way it was. "But I guess this is a good time to see myself out. If you need the muscles of the family any longer, I'm just a phone call away." He gave a two finger salute to signal his departure, leaving in only enough time to catch Charlotte's eye roll, but not long enough for anyone to ask him to stay. He had done his part by carrying almost all of the girls' belongings upstairs before bringing his to his dorm, and now, he felt like his job was done, considering that Juliette's dramatics were too melodramatic for him to be of any assistance.

"I'm not staying there! Mom, I'm not staying there, make them let me switch. This is so unfair and it always happens to me and no one else! Did you see who Charlotte's living with? Some weirdo, and Victoria! She only has to have two roommates and one of them is Tori!"

"Juliette, sweetheart, you know that you have to start to learn to adjust to change. When you go off to school next year, who knows if you'll be able to choose your roommates. We know Michaela and Jazmyn, and we know that they're nice girls, aren't they, Charlotte?" Jacqueline looked to Charlotte with a "you better agree with me" look, and only because Charlotte could tell that her mother was growing impatient with the tantrum that Juliette had been throwing for the past hour since they arrived on campus, she nodded. She didn't even allow herself to smirk at Juliette and add in a comment about how Juliette had first hand experience with how nice Jazmyn could be. "Yeah, of course they're nice. They're just gonna mind their own business Jules, just chill out for a minute. This isn't an issue that you have to freak out over."

"Yeah, that's easy for you to say! You're not the one living in a room full of druggies!" Juliette snapped, shoving Charlotte as if it the girl had just come for her, with her reasonable, and pretty supportive, comment.

Charlotte sighed, here she goes again, being the nicest thing that she could think as she watched Juliette grow emotional and dramatic again. Hitting Juliette back would have been an instinctive response for Charlotte, but with her mother sitting right there, she held back and only glared in her twin's direction. Nolan had managed to wiggle out of this little family meeting, and Charlotte was pretty sure that her tolerance for her sister was growing thin enough where if she didn't excuse herself, she was going to end up giving Juliette a real reason to be crying. "Can I please go now?" she said, clearly annoyed, but doing her best to maintain the attitude as she looked to her mother with a pleading look.

"Yes, and Juliette's going to go with you," her mother responded, her tone taking a sudden, sharper turn following Juliette proving that she wasn't going to even attempt to be sensible about this. "You're going to bring Juliette up to her room, and then you two can go on your separate ways. I don't want any calls from Holly this year about anything, involving either of you." Her eyes looked to Juliette first, since she was proving to be the more problematic of the two girls today. "That includes you pestering her about changing rooms, since we've already established that it is not going to happen," she said, before looking to Charlotte, "and I swear to God, Charlotte Lena Arnault, if I hear that you've skipped class or missed curfew one time, we're going to have a problem."

"But Mom! There's no way I--" A finger in the air was enough to cut Juliette off, though it didn't wipe the pout off of her face, even as her mother stood up from the bench that the three had been sitting on, outside of the dormitory building. "This is so unfair," she mouthed to Charlotte, the pout turning into a strong glare when her mother's back was to her, as she hugged Charlotte goodbye. Juliette didn't know what her logic was, in trying to blame her horrible roommate assignment on Charlotte, but she somehow felt like her sister could be responsible for it. The smirk and cheeky wink that Charlotte sent back at her, still while clutching their mother, only ensured that feeling in Juliette, and when it was her turn to hug her mother goodbye, the emotions attached to it were less heartfelt than they normally would be, given how she actually was close with her mother. "You two remind Nolan to call me every once in a while, would you? And remember what I said - no trouble this year," Jacqueline said, before forcing both girls into a shared hug, and then turning back down the walkway that led to the guest parking lot.

"I know you're behind this," Juliette said, being the first to speak up when there mother was only just barely out of earshot. She spun around, forcing Charlotte to jog to catch up with her as they headed into their dormitory. "You just love to see me in pain, don't you? It's another one of your weird freak things."

"Yup, Juliette, you got me!" Charlotte shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "All I do is think about you and how I can ruin your life, and I thought it would be really funny to pair myself up with your bitchy best friend and put you in the same room as both of my best friends, because me having the power to do that in the first place, and then me actually doing that anyway, really makes a lot of sense. Fuck, I've gotta be more discrete next time, because you're obviously the modern day Sherlock Holmes with these detective skills."

When the girls approached the elevator, they hopped onto one that was going up, and being in a small space with at least two other families, parents included, forced them to keep their bickering on mute for the moment. When they got out on the second floor, and the rest of the people continued up, it started back up just as quickly, though. "You're going to come to my room with me, just like Mom said, and you're going to tell your weirdo friends that they're not even allowed to look at me, nonetheless talk to me." Juliette continued to speed walk while talking, and only stopped abruptly in front of her dormitory door, allowing Charlotte the second she needed to catch up, when she nearly banged into a woman who she soon realized was Michaela's mother.

Charlotte had only just read Mickey's text, and taking the second to read that was what left her a few seconds behind Juliette, in arriving at her dorm. "Hey Mickey, hi Mrs. Vaughn," Charlotte said, speaking up for both of the twins, as she knew that Juliette was going to remain silent, yet not outright rude, in the face of another adult being present. "Nolan brought Juliette's things up earlier, but I'm going to help her get settled in," she said, smirking in Michaela's direction. "So, I'll see you in a bit?" she added, not wanting to keep Mickey with her mother standing right there.

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#2016-08-22 04:56:36, as written by M95

Unlike a lot of her peers, Jazmyn's parents didn't help her move in every year. It wasn't that they didn't care or didn't want to be there, but it was just an inconvenience. They had come during freshman year, but after that, Jazmyn had insisted that it was unnecessary. Both of her parents worked full time, with packed schedules, and since she had most of her things mailed to school in the weeks before move-in day, she didn't need anyone to help her transport her things. In fact, she actually enjoyed taking the flight from Maine to California solo. It was usually over ten hours worth of travel, given connections and all, and as much as she loved her parents, she often got irritable after having to deal with the stress of them freaking out over her leaving for another year, on top of the normal stress of travel. She got through all of the teary eyed, emotional goodbyes at home, when her father dropped her off at the airport, and once she got to the airport at California, she would spend another thirty minutes reassuring her mother that she was going to be fine. Jazmyn would be more than fine, though. As her parents were very aware of, she loved California, and Crossroads. While many of her friends treated summer as a vacation where they could kick back and relax and have fun, for Jazmyn, it was the other way around, a lot of the time. She had more friends in California, and more fun there. Going back to Maine really just meant spending time with her parents, and while that was great for a few days, she was a teenager, and friends always meant more fun than mom and dad did.

Due to her flight, and having to take an Uber from the airport to campus, Jazmyn only arrived around two in the afternoon. She had called Holly, their dorm advisor, once she had landed in California, and as nice and accommodating as the woman always was, she had recruited a few guys from the senior boys dorm to help her move much of Jazmyn's things that had been mailed to the school, into her dorm room before she got there. The walk from where the car dropped her off was about ten minutes from the senior girls' dormitory building, but it was a walk that Jazmyn was happy to take. Dressed for the California weather, she didn't even mind the heat as she reacquainted herself with the place she had called home for the last three years. She spotted Charlotte's mother leaving the dormitory, but was too far from the woman to feel obligated to say hello. However, she was glad that that signaled that Princess Charlotte was already there, even if she and that one of her besties hadn't been on the best of terms lately. Jazmyn wasn't getting worked up over Charlotte throwing a hissy fit over what had happened at the country club earlier that summer. It wasn't her fault that Charlotte wasn't prepared for everyone, including her own sister, being susceptible to Jazz's charm when she decided to turn it on.

She just missed the elevator that she didn't know held that Arnault and her twin, so she had another minute as she waited for the next one to come, and during that time, she found Michaela's text message. It warranted a smirk from her, mostly because she was still ignorant to room assignments, but apparently, she had lucked out. "OMW up but are you for real? Yasssssss gurl!!! she sent to the group chat initially, before deciding to address Charlotte too, and only intending on the response being playful "But yes!! Princess, you better show your face late at night, and bring that sister of yours too ;) The texts only had a minute, tops, to reach the girls before Jazmyn had made her way out of the elevator and down the hall to Room 2A, that she had been assigned to. Just as Michaela had promised, it looked like they were in for a good year of room sharing, and though seeing Charlotte standing there wasn't surprising, nor was Michaela's mother, she was more caught off guard by Juliette being present. Since it hadn't been since the night at the country club that she had seen any of these girls, having flown back to Maine the next day, she wasn't thinking about that right now. After greeting Michaela's mother first, which seemed most polite and necessary given how many times the woman had hosted Jazmyn, she squealed with excitement before engulfing Michaela in a bear hug, and then looking to Charlotte with a smirk that suggested she was asking for permission before hugging her, before just doing so anyway. "All my bit--" she cut herself off before finishing that, and corrected herself for the sake of being polite in front of Michaela's mom. "All my babies back in one building! I love it. Now step aside and lemme make sure these boys didn't break none o' my shit, or lord knows they're gonna feel my wrath," she exclaimed, half-jokingly, but not even noticing the curse word that fell into this line, as she slipped behind Michaela and opened the dormitory door. While she did need to catch up with her girls, she needed to settle in first too, and it seemed like Michaela was busy with her mom, for now. She didn't even notice Juliette's name on the door, under hers, as she headed inside.

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#2016-08-22 05:22:41, as written by chanelindistress

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Just as Michaela and Diamond were turning away from her suite door, little Miss Juliette Arnault came stamping around the corner and Michaela's mouth unfurled into a grin. Juliette didn't say anything, which wasn't unusual, but Mickey couldn't help her reaction upon seeing the Arnault. It wasn't exactly the Arnault she initially wanted to see, but she didn't have much time to complain because Charlotte was coming right around the corner and Mickey, involuntarily, brightened up a touch. Which was totally because she was happy to see her best friend and absolutely nothing else...not in the slightest, nope. And then, because obviously God had a sister's back for once - he was really adamant to not do so any other time for some supposedly innocuous reason - Jazmyn was coming around the corner and excluding Juliette and her mood, Michaela's crew was completed. She returned Jazz's hug without fail, giving a slight squeeze before grinning and pulling Charlotte into an embrace despite the girl declaring that she was going to help Juliette. "Leaving me so soon, babe? How are we gonna make this marriage work if you keep dippin' out on me, sweetheart?" Mickey pointedly ignored her mother when the older woman cleared her throat, not even caring at all that they were in the middle of the hallway and that anyone could hear or see them.

"Hey, girls," Diamond responded once both Charlotte and Jazz had greeted her (though Mickey would passionately argue that it was a form of her mother cock-blocking, even though there really should be no reason to cock-block since she and Charlotte were obviously just friends, so shut up feelings!), and then turned a knowing smirk Michaela's way. She raised an eyebrow, initially, at Jazmyn's almost slip, though it wasn't the first time. At least, Jazmyn seemed to remember herself. Some people - which was why her smirk turned in Michaela's direction - didn't seem to know what control was. Or, if Mickey was being honest, she genuinely just didn't care. "Since I see that she's going to be nothing but distracted now that you're both here, I'll just go. I've gotta to go start on a few orders before I go to work tonight." Diamond stated patiently and Michaela gasped in mock bewilderment, releasing Charlotte (begrudgingly) to traipse over to her mother. "Me? Distracted?" She exclaimed dramatically as Jazmyn headed inside and no doubt, Juliette and Charlotte would go in soon. "I could never forget you, sugar plum. Don't you know you're the love of my - " Chuckling, Diamond only held up a hand and said, "Save it. Go help your friends unpack. Behave." Michaela only rolled her eyes at the repeated warning, but conceded, kissing her mother on the cheek and watching the other woman walk down the hall. She didn't feel too bad about not walking with her mother to the car, not when she was bound to see her in a few days over the weekend. It probably wouldn't be for too long considering Michaela never stayed still during the weekends, but it wouldn't be the first time someone could accuse her of ditching her mother. Still grinning, she glanced down at her Galaxy S7 to see a response from Jazz and Nat, and responded to the latter.

To: Nat
Duh, free food

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#2016-08-22 07:08:20, as written by BurningBridges

Charlotte only shook her head, trying to resist laughter at Michaela's antics. "You're absolutely crazy," she teased in a mockingly dismissive manner, before giving Juliette the gentle push on the back that she needed, to follow Jazmyn inside of the dormitory suite. Given that it was nearly identical to her own across the hall, there wasn't much for Charlotte to ogle at upon entering the place, and once Jazz was in her bedroom, most likely checking that everything had been brought up for her, Charlotte followed Juliette towards her bedroom. "This is what I'm not going to tolerate, Charlotte!" the twin who was the resident of this room whispered, in a clearly angry manner. "This disgusting way that you are your friends interact with each other. I don't want to hear it!" Now, Juliette even realized that she was probably picking a fight out of nothing but all it had taken was an hour's worth of events to wear her out today and make her even more irritable than she normally was.

"Pretty sure all I said was 'hello', but okay, continue being delusional, Jules," Charlotte rebutted, speaking at a normal volume level, unlike her sister as she followed Juliette into the doorway of her room, but didn't enter. As much as Charlotte didn't want to follow her mother's orders, leading her into the suite felt like the necessary thing to do, as if her twin sister needed some sort of body guard to protect her from Michaela and Jazmyn, who both clearly showed little interest in her at the moment, to begin with. It was all just Juliette being her self-centered self, where absolutely everything that everyone did somehow had to involve her, and though Charlotte liked to challenge that as often as she could, sometimes it was easier to just play along as best as she could, for the sake of everyone's sanity. Plus, at the moment, she was more interested in just shutting Juliette up and not stirring up another breakdown, since her friends were here.

Juliette didn't even bother to combat Charlotte's insult about her being delusional. It wasn't because she didn't think that her sister was incorrect and offensive, because she thought both of those things, but she had already moved on, and didn't want to disrupt her train of thought. When it came down to it though, delusional probably wasn't the completely accurate word for how Juliette was acting. She was definitely egotistical though, and it was just in her nature to assume that when things didn't go her way, even for very straight forward and simple reasons, like random roommate assignments, that someone else had to be behind it... That she couldn't possibly just deserve such bad luck without someone else meddling in the matters and purposely screwing her over. "You know what? I bet she was the mastermind behind all of this!"

"Who?" Charlotte asked, knowing that Juliette was referencing either Michaela or Jazmyn, but unsure of which one. She knew that it was dumb to even humor the ridiculous claim, given that it would only allow Juliette to continue to further whatever paranoid thought she was having about the world being out to get her, but the response came out of her mouth before she had time to really think it through.

"Jazmyn!" Juliette hissed, despite having already ushered Charlotte into her bedroom, and closing the door behind her. "She's probably obsessed with me!" Juliette exclaimed, in a still hushed tone, though with enough passion to suggest that she was very serious in her claim.

"You're out of your mind," Charlotte shook her head dismissively. "Look, would you just go across the hall and hang out with Victoria? I'm almost positive that she was in there earlier, when I put my stuff up there with Nolan. Maybe hanging out with her will help you un-activate this psycho mode you've been in all day."

Normally, Juliette would have simply rejected Charlotte's suggestion for the sake of disagreeing with her, but it seemed like the most logical option at the moment. Her bedroom didn't feel even slightly homey, so she had no desire to remain in there, where she would likely do nothing more than sulk, and she had missed Victoria. She hadn't gotten a text from the girl since saying she was on campus about an hour ago, so she was curious about what her best friend was up to. If nothing else, Juliette knew that having a new person to vent to about how much her predicament sucked, would be a stress reliever, so with a roll of her eyes that was brought upon out of nothing less than pure brattiness, she agreed. "Fine, but you better tell them what I told you. I don't want them bothering me this year, and I mean it, Charlotte. I'll kill you if they do, and then I'll tell Mom too," she said with that same hiss, as if the threats held any sort of semblance of truth.

"Anything for my darling sister," Charlotte replied bitterly, her eye roll definitely beating out Juliette's, as she opened the door up for the girl and watched her head out of the dormitory. She could see her sidestep Michaela in the entryway and though she hoped that it had been a silent, non-confrontational passing, she didn't try to look any further from her current viewpoint. Instead, she headed to the next door down, where Jazmyn was staying. "All of your precious belongings here?" she teased, leaning against the door frame as she peered in. "I would be a good friend and help you make your bed, but that text you sent me has me feeling otherwise." She was still being playful up until that point, but after taking another breath, her expression grew more serious, even if it was just slightly. "But can we just finally put whatever happened between the two of you that night to rest? I know you have your version of the story, and Juliette doesn't think that she was sober enough to know what she was doing, so it was clearly something that shouldn't have happened. Can we just leave it at that?"

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#2016-08-23 02:19:37, as written by chanelindistress

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Once back inside her suite, Michaela glanced at the bedroom doors, for a brief moment considering going to mess with Juliette. It would probably be fun and hilarious, getting kicked out of the girl's room before they could really acclimate to being one another's roommates. Julie had the best little reactions and the way she scrunched her face up before going into a tantrum was probably one of the most hilarious sights in the world. At the same time, there was a large mason jar of banana pudding made the night before and while there was a barbecue about to go down outside, if the setting up she had seen in the courtyard said anything, Michaela hardly - if ever - forbid herself from having a little banana pudding. Indulging herself, she headed into the kitchen, grabbed the pack of paper bowls her mom hadn't put away for her yet along with a plastic spoon, and then opened the fridge to get the cold glass jar out. Because Michaela knew how to be good from time to time, she only gave herself a small serving, about four small spoonfuls before closing the jar and placing it back inside the fridge. She had just popped the plastic spoon into her mouth, soft crumbs of the vanilla wafers mixed with banana flavored pudding grazing her tongue, when she heard Jazmyn's call and Michaela perked up, skipping her happy little self towards her friends' voice.

"I am here for the taming," she announced the second she entered the room, not at all stopping to acknowledge the tension that might have been present. Mickey paid attention to things like that later. In the immediate, her brain had conjured up way too many (eager) ways to "tame" Charlotte, which probably said a lot about her and not necessarily positive. Grinning and taking a deep suck of the spoon to get all of the goodness off of the utensil, Mickey immediately turned to Charlotte, licking her bottom lip while purring with a very suggestive eyebrow waggle, "If you wanted mama to use a firm hand, baby girl, all you had to do was ask. I can do taming...what do you want? Floggers? Split-tips? A little hand while over my knee? I can be very accommodating...all ya gotta do is ask nicely."

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By the time Nolan had dipped out to aid in his sisters' unpacking, Emmett had started driving his family's 2012 Range Rover Evoque. It took a lot of negotiating and honestly, turning the most convincing puppy dog eyes to his mother so that she could convince his father, but he got what he wanted. Emmett was responsible for keeping gas in the vehicle, but he couldn't help but sport a pleased grin all the way to Crossroads. Typically, his father accompanied him on the ride to Crossroads, bought him some last minute grub as if they wouldn't see one another over the weekend, and then they would unpack before parting ways, what with Emmett not having a vehicle until the weekend. However, because it was his senior year - and again, there was something about blue puppy dog eyes turned to a mother already emotional because her baby boy was about to begin his final year of high school and was one step closer to leaving her forever (she's just that dramatic) - and Emmett had worked most of the summer at his Dad's shop, he was able to get the car. It wasn't some fancy or super expensive vehicle a few of his classmates were known for, but it said something that Emmett did have one. He didn't have to depend on Nolan or anyone else to give him a ride this year if they decided to eat off campus or just go somewhere once classes were done.

While he didn't have much other than a few different blankets, pillows and sheets, Emmett was pleased with what he did wind up scrounging together to get his room in order. There were no shelves like at home, but the bean bag he had managed to get on a whim fit the blanket and sheets his mother had packed and it was simple. He didn't see the need to make a dorm room something extravagant; he just wanted it to at least look attractive. Once he was done, he threw himself on the bed, running a hand over his short blonde hair. At the moment, most of it had been brushed back, but the humid summer breeze had tousled his locks just a bit. With nothing more to do than to wait for the barbecue to really start and with no way of knowing if Nolan was back yet, Emmett pulled out his phone to text his friends.

To: Nolan, Seth
Who's free?

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#2016-08-23 10:20:14, as written by Sophiex

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After setting up her things in the bathroom, Victoria heard something going on outside of the dormitory apartment. The inside of the dormitory sounded silent, so she assumed that that meant that Charlotte and Illiana, her two roommates, were not inside. Figuring that it was one of them struggling to open the door, she decided to be a good person and open it up for them herself, but when she pulled the front door open, she found that it was actually their dorm advisor, Holly, outside. The blonde smiled at Victoria, and after the expected greetings, which whenever involving Holly, always included a prolonged hug, Holly explained that she was actually only over here because she had been swapping the old roommate sheet that was on their door, with a new one. Apparently, there had been a mix-up with the original rooming arrangements, and that extra bedroom in their suite was going to be filled immediately, by Amelia Ortega. The idea of having to share the suite with one more person dampened Tori's mood, even though it was something that was to be expected, given that it was a four bedroom suite, but Tori didn't let the disappointment show on her face. She maintained her cheerful disposition until she and Holly had finished exchanging pleasantries, and just before she could shut the dorm room door, she spotted Juliette headed straight towards her.

"Finally!" she squealed, her first reaction to seeing the girl being a tight embrace. She noticed the bothered look on Juliette's face as soon as she had gotten close enough, but she decided not to reference it right away. She was too glad that she was being reunited with her best friend, who she loved enough that only three or four weeks apart, since they had last seen each other in New York, had felt like an eternity. "I'm all moved in, some I'm totally ready to catch up. I guess your sister's not here, and I'm pretty sure that Illiana and Amelia, who I'm supposed to share this place with, aren't here either, so we can stay here. Who are you rooming with by the way, though?" It wasn't surprising that Victoria had spent her time, since arriving at Crossroads, focusing on herself and only herself. In her defense, it would have been impossible for her to have been of any help to the whole Juliette-drama situation, if she knew that she had boxes upon boxes of unpacked things in her room, waiting for her. Now that she was settled in, she was ready to socialize, and not just with Juliette. As she led the girl inside, she texted Nolan, Emmett and Seth, in a group chat saying, "My boys better find me at the barbecue later! No excuses ;)".

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#2016-08-24 01:17:49, as written by Lostsoulsbleed

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Natalya's drive to the shool was relatively short, as she expected. Even though she had gotten caught in the lunch hour traffic rush she had just driven between a few cars and taken a few back roads. Though lane splitting was supposedly illegal no cops saw her, so as far as Natalya was concerned it was fine. When she did actually reach the school she weaved through the traffic of arriving and departing parents and students easily, the path to the senior lot being far less crowded compared to the path to the guest lot. It didn't take her long to find a parking spot, there being a decent amount of motorcycle parking spots and very few people who actually rode. Turning off her bike Natalya pulled off her helmet and shook out her hair with a huff. Setting her helmet down she pulled her phone out of her pocket and scowled when she saw she had taken 17 minutes to get there, as if the extra two minutes were a personal offence. A moment later she heard a wolf whistle from her right and turned to see Josh, a fellow rebel, and one of his friends. "Damn Nat, the summer did you well! You free later?" Him and his friend laughed as Nat ignored them and grabbed her helmet and purse. Starting towards the girls dorm Natalya rolled her eyes and called over her shoulder while she was still within hearing distance. "Hey Josh, Boxing Club meets back up next Thursday. Don't be late!" Josh swore loudly and his friend's laughter grew louder, causing Natalya to chuckle a bit herself.

Once she reached the dorm she walked, looking around the common room before walking passed the elevator and towards the stairwell. A few freshman gave her weird looks but Natalya ignored them in favor of checking her phone. As she looked through it she saw that Michaela had responded to her and that she had a facebook message. Checking the text as she started up the first flight of stairs Natalya actually laughed at Mickey's response.

To: M&M
XD Says the best cook in the senior class! Whatever, guess I shouldn't have expected more, food's always been your weakness. Lol By the way I just got here, I'm on my way up the stairs.

Natalya hit send right as the first flight of stairs ended in a platform. Turning the corner she started up the second flight, not even slightly out of breath. Clicking over she checked her FB message and a wicked grin lit up her face. Switching back over to her texting app she sent a second text to Seth, who had yet to respond to her. Albeit, after she renamed him in her phone.

To: Party Boy
I suggest just making this easier on yourself and coming to me before I come looking for you. Of course, I'd enjoy the latter much more so your choice.

Since Natalya didn't know who Ian was she decided to just keep one eye open. Reaching the top of the second flight of stairs Natalya exited the stairwell, sending a wave to Holly as she passed her, and heading towards Dorm 2A. Once she got there she walked in and headed straight for her room, wanting to avoid Juliette who she knew was supposed to be staying there as well.

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#2016-08-25 09:31:03, as written by BurningBridges

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"Yeah, Charlotte's across the hall," Juliette acknowledged, doing her best to resist making that come out as a grumble. She was trying to lose the bad mood that she was in, she really was, and though seeing Tori made that easier, being reminded of her horrible rooming situation didn't. "I got the worst roommates I could possibly get. It makes no sense that they put Charlotte in this room, and me in that room, but I'm with Jazmyn Clarke, Michaela Vaughn, and Natalya Volkova. AKA, the perfect group of people to make me want to kill myself." She followed Victoria into the suite, pleased that no one else was here. Illiana was no prize either, but Juliette actually liked Amelia, so she was sure that Victoria (and Charlotte) had gotten the better room assignment, at least compared to her. It only aided in her seemingly always present idea of the world being out to get her.

Victoria had not been at the country club the night of Juliette's kiss with Jazmyn, but she had heard about it. Thankfully, it had come from Juliette herself, and no one else in addition to that, which meant that it was still a secret. Had anyone outside of Juliette, Jazmyn, and Jazmyn's immediate group of friends known, than Victoria would have also heard about it from countless other A-listers and B-list wannabes who thought the gossip would win them a spot on her good side. Like Charlotte, Victoria had been quick to villify Jazmyn for the encounter, even though Juliette had never specifically expressed that she disliked, or had even objected to the kiss. Victoria didn't consider herself to be homophobic, but she wasn't as tolerant as she liked to think that she was. It wasn't so much the idea of Juliette kissing a girl that bothered her, but how it had apparently went down. For one, kissing a rebel was intolerable in its own right, and then beyond that, doing it in a spur of the moment, drunken and thoughtless way, made Victoria feel like it was embarrassing and tacky. She wanted to believe that Juliette had been sloppy drunk during it, and that Jazmyn was some sex-crazed social climber who took advantage of Juliette, not that Juliette had purposely done something that Tori felt was harmful to her reputation. With that in mind, she wasn't pleased to hear that Juliette was stuck rooming with Jazmyn, especially when two other rebels were also included in the suite. Michaela Vaughn was the sheer definition of trouble, and Victoria almost trusted her less than Jazmyn. It might have been surprising, judging on appearances alone, but Natalya was the one out of the three that Victoria actually trusted the most, and just before she received her Facebook group notification, she sent the blonde rebel a text message.

To: Natalya
Hey Nat. I hope your summer was fun :). I heard Juliette is one of your roommates this year?

After their sophomore year ended, and Victoria and Natalya were no longer roommates, they lost that shared need to interaction, and their friendship fizzled out on that level. However, they were still friendly enough in public, so Victoria didn't feel weird for starting up a conversation with Natalya out of the blue, since she felt it would be more appropriate to approach her need for Natalya to be tolerant of Juliette in a more casual and civil manner, than just demanding she do so. She didn't bother telling Juliette that she was doing this, mostly because she didn't want Juliette to get more worked up over who she was rooming with, than she already seemed to be. "It can't be that bad, Jules! If anything, you can sleepover here whenever you want, but I'm sure it'll all work out. It always does, right? And worse comes to worse, you tell Holly that Jazmyn's sexually harassing you. You could probably add Michaela into that complaint too, I'm sure they'd easily believe you, and we could rid the school of those two nuisances that easily." That wasn't the most realistic solution to the problem, but halfway through her comments, Victoria's attention had shifted from Juliette, and to the Facebook message she received. Her target was Ian Butler, someone who she was familiar with on a matching the name to a face basis, but not in a personal sense. He would be an easy target, she told herself, so she relaxed at that, a small smile coming to her face, before her phone beeped with a message from Nolan, and then one in the group chat from Emmett. Though Nolan appeared to be the one being helpful, she left his unanswered, and instead, only texted Emmett back, but in a private text, rather than in the group.

To: Emmett
Actually, if our friendship is important to you, you better stay away from me at the barbecue

At least as long as you have a post it in your hand

But seriously, you're not allowed to get me

Not until we're the only two left!

"I have Ian Butler, and your brother claims that Emmett has me. Who do you have?" she asked Juliette, as she sat down on the couch in the common area of her suite, sliding her sandals off and curling her legs up onto the space beside her. The barbecue would probably be starting soon, and Victoria was hungry, but she wasn't that hungry where she wanted to be the first to show up... at least not until she got confirmation that Emmett wasn't going to try anything while she was innocently getting food.

"Emmett," Juliette said, and that was news to her too, because she was only just reading her Assassin assignment right then as she spoke. Emmett was an A-lister like her, so finding him wasn't going to be as challenging as she thought Victoria's assignment of Ian would be, but that didn't mean that she didn't want help in doing it. "You know Emmett would take a bullet for you. Help me trap him! Tell him you're choking and need mouth-to-mouth or something, and then when he comes racing up here, I'll get him out!" As dramatic and emotional as Juliette could be, she was just as easily excitable, and at first glance, this game sounded like just what she needed to get her mind off of the stress, and on to the fun. She would probably lose the thrill of it in a few hours, if she even lasted that long, so she wasn't aiming to win, but she also didn't want to lose without at least eliminating one person. That would just be embarrassing, she thought, especially if Victoria seemed like she was interested in playing.

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#2016-08-27 10:02:58, as written by Sophiex

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Victoria laughed at Juliette's suggestion for how she could get Emmett out. It was sad in a way, and wrong too, that Victoria knew Emmett had a crush on her, and allowed it to still exist. Obviously, she wasn't Cupid, and she couldn't magically zap the crush away, but she definitely could have done more to show him that they were better as friends, and would remain that way forever... and she hadn't. She loved Emmett in a friend kind of way, she really did, so she wasn't completely taking advantage of him to a point where their relationship was merely existent for her own benefit, but there was certainly a part of Victoria that got a thrill out of knowing that someone was devoted to her. "I guess we could try that, but your brother's telling me that Emmett has me, so if I get knocked out of this game right away, trying to do you a favor, then you're really going to owe me one, Jules." Her texts to Emmett, warning him that he wasn't allowed to get her out right away had already been sent, so she felt secure enough to agree with at least attempting to help lure Emmett in, for Juliette's benefit. If nothing else, she was glad that her best friend seemed excited to play the game this year. In years past, it had always been hit or miss. Holly had always been a good resident adviser, and knew how to get the kids involved in a way that wasn't too cheesy, but still... especially in their younger years, that need to seem "cool and uninterested" was still strong, and the games made Tori feel babyish. By now, she was secure in believing that her influence was strong enough that the entire A-list crowd would play if she did, so she wasn't worrying about that. And though she wasn't planning on playing to win, if she made it that far, she would put the effort in.

Illiana walked into the suite then, and though in her defense, she did seem to be in her own little world, Victoria took offense to the girl walking straight into her bedroom without even greeting them. She wasn't expecting Illiana to curtsy in her presence, as if she were a real Queen or something, but a simple "hello" would have been nice. Victoria was petty enough to decide that if the other girl wasn't going to say hello, than neither was she, even if Illiana's part in it truly had been as innocent as her just not noticing the other two girls sitting in the common area of their room. "We should head down there now, anyway," Victoria decided, matter-of-factly. "I'm hungry, and Taylor and the other girls are already waiting for us at a table down there." She didn't really need to bring her bag, given that all she needed was her phone, so once she was up from the couch, she only headed into her bedroom for a moment to fetch a stack of pink Post-It notes from her desk. She pulled off a small stack of them for herself, and handed an equal amount for Juliette. "Just to be safe," she said. "And if anyone lunges at you, just pretend to lunge back at them and make them think that you have them too. I guess I'm safe enough knowing that Emmett has me, but watch my back just in case, kay?" she said, already starting towards the dorm room's front door.

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#2016-09-07 08:33:01, as written by BurningBridges

"Of course, of course!" Juliette reassured Victoria, jumping up from the couch as she accepted the sticky notes from the girl and followed her out of the apartment. She would have had Tori's back regardless, but now that she was on board with helping her get Emmett out, she was even more willing to boast about the level of protection that she would offer. Just as quickly as Illiana had come in minutes before, she had left, so after exclaiming, "Ooh, I'm so excited!" with pure excitement that was oozing out of her, she dropped that energy for a quick second to say, "Even though you have to live with Illiana, I would still totally rather your rooming situation than mine. You're so lucky." Not even in her fresh good mood, could she completely forget about her own rooming dilemma, and especially not as they entered the hallway and she passed by her closed dorm room's door on the way to the elevator. Thankfully, it didn't take more than a few seconds for the elevator door to open up, and Juliette was quick to hit the "close door" button, just as a group of girls hurried towards them, one with a hand extended, as if she was asking them to hold the elevator for her. For one, Juliette wouldn't have held it normally, just because she recognized the group of girls as being C-Listers, with one being one of the girls who hadn't allowed her to cheat off of her science quiz the year before. Besides that, on a day like today where you couldn't even trust your closest friends, Juliette knew that it would have been purely stupid to allow strangers into the elevator with them.

With those skeptical thoughts on her mind, she decided to whip out her phone once they were traveling down to the first floor, to text her siblings. In a group chat with Nolan and Charlotte, she wrote, "Who do both of you have? And don't lie. Seriously." Though most of Juliette's demanding or otherwise bratty texts were typically ignored by her siblings, she was surprised that both of them answered by the time that the elevator let her and Victoria out on the first floor. Nolan had answered first with, "Tori, but if you tell her, you're just about dead to me Jules. Blood is thicker than water. Remember that.", in a manner that Juliette knew was probably only somewhat playful in a competitive manner. Charlotte answered next saying, "Michaela. Who do you have?" Although she was surprised by her siblings answers, she figured that both of them were being honest. At least Nolan was, she decided, given that it was harder to tell with Charlotte. Though their honesty deserved Juliette returning the courtesy of answering Charlotte's question and being upfront about who she had, Juliette didn't answer. She tucked her phone into her bag for two reasons, with the first being that now that she was out in the open again, she knew that she needed to pay better attention to her surroundings, and with the second being that she just didn't care enough to answer. "I really hope no one gets me out. I totally think I can win this year," she said as she headed out of the lobby with Victoria.

Maybe Charlotte was stupid for being taken by surprise by just how sexual Michaela could manage to turn even the most innocent of gestures into, but alas, she was. She hadn't expected her friend to reach over her in such a way that their skin was nearly touching, and in a way that left her trapped (in the best way possible) under her propped up body for what felt like an eternity, until she stood back up. All the while, even while Michaela made her suggestive comments, all that Charlotte could do was smile with her eyebrows raised. She hoped that it came off as being similar enough to an eye-roll reaction, as if she thought that Michaela was over the top and dramatic with her sensuality, and that it was amusing, really, but in reality, before her lips had turned upwards into a smile, her mouth had fallen agape for just a half a second, in actual surprise. Michaela was bold, and everyone knew that, but for some reason, this felt different. Charlotte had no reason to believe that it was Michaela acting different, but just on an internal level, she was confused with why she was reacting differently, in her head, to this side of Michaela. She wouldn't even let herself think it at this point, but why, oh why, was she actually enjoying what would normally warrant a middle finger in the air? Those feelings left her too busy thinking to worry about how her silence might be interpreted.

When Michaela was standing upright again, tinkering with the box in her hand, Charlotte only offered a silent nod in response to her comments on the other girls' whereabouts. While the comment that she made about Amelia might have been alarming to some people, it didn't even cause Charlotte to raise an eyebrow, given how realistic the assumption actually was. As the other girl turned to her phone for a short moment, so did Charlotte, but only to respond to her siblings' group chat. "Can't you put your phone down for two seconds and just focus on getting me high? I should be the one asking you why I'm not good enough company," Charlotte teased, only once her own phone was resting on the empty space on the bed beside her, though. She assumed that Michaela was just texting the girls that Charlotte had asked about, so her teasing didn't come from actual offense, but it did come, even just a little bit, out of that signature Arnault impatient-ness that she and her siblings all seemed to possess a little bit of. She and Nolan were far better than Juliette was, with it, but it wasn't impossible to see sometimes, that Charlotte was raised in a manner where she was usually given everything she wanted, whenever she wanted it, too. She was just better at sugar coating her demands than Juliette was. "And I guess I can just leave it out in the open now that I have you in this silly little game we're all playing, sooo I'm pretty sure that I deserve the first hit for having self-restraint and not drilling a post-it note onto your forehead right now." She had actually been on the verge of saying that she deserved the first hit for having self-restraint and not wrestling Michaela to the bed to drill the post-it note to her, but given whatever it was that she had felt moments ago when she had been so close to the obnoxiously flirty girl, she felt like if she said that out loud, it would come out with a sexual undertone of her own, that she wasn't sure she would be able to filter out.

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#2016-09-09 05:23:41, as written by Lostsoulsbleed

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As Natalya shut her door behind her she tossed her helmet and purse onto her bed and collapsed next to them with a huff. Staring at her ceiling Natalya realized that she had yet to speak to Amelia since she had arrived in California. Pulling out her phone she clicked over to her messenger app and was about to type out a text to Amelia when her phone chimed and Jax's message popped up on her screen. Clicking over to it Natalya read it over and then started typing out a response only for her phone to chime again. "Well aren't I popular..." Natalya muttered to herself as she saw the text was from the queen bee herself.

To: Jaxy
Jax no one is going to be coming over to my house after the first day of school. My friends only come over on the weekends so you can just walk in the from door. Make sure you're nice to Sophia if you get there before me, she's the housekeeper.

To: My Bitch
Lia wtf you at? I haven't heard from you at all since I got back. Bout to go smoke with Mickey and Lottie. What about you?

To: M&M
Fuck yeah, That's exactly what I need right now.

To: Queenie
Heh, yeah. If only for your sake I won't start anything. But if she decides to open her mouth and start something, I'll finish it.
Oh, by the way Seth and me have a kegger planned for Saturday. I'm sure he's already spread the word among the A-Listers but if not you and Julie can are invited. It's a pool party so bring a bathing suit.

Natalya shoved herself up after she sent the last text and then grabbed her purse. Looking around her room she let a small smile cross her features. She had been able to make the room quite personalized. Everything but the bed had been removed and Natalya had brought all her own things, including an entertainment system, amps, and decorations. Satisfied with observation of the room she walked out and headed out, shutting the door behind her. Just as she shut the door her phone chimed and she let out a huff. Pulling her phone back out she saw that Seth had responded and a wicked grin came onto her face.

To: Party Boy
Okay, guess I'm coming for you. Btw, you didn't answer my question. Is Sophia cooking or did you book the catering? Oh and I think Mickey might have a friend who can DJ for us. She has connections with the all the best of the local guys.

Natalya pressed send and then muted her phone, not wanting to have to listen to all the responses coming in. Looking around she realized that she didn't know what room Mickey and Charlotte were in and called out the first thing that popped into her head. "Marco!" Pausing Nat cocked her head to the side and listened for a response.

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