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Louis Lovett-Huntington

"We'll see who's laughing when you'll be taking orders at McDonald's and I'll be laying on the beach in the Bahamas."

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a character in “PCA Boarding school”, as played by ZoeyAutopsyx

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To be absolutely certain about something, one must know everything or nothing about it.



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Name: 'The name? Louis Lovett-Huntington. Quite a mouthful, really.'

Nickname: 'I just go by Louis, no need for a nickname.'

Age: 'I am sixteen years of age, thank you very much.'

Sexuality: 'Intelligence attracts me more than anything...I consider myself a Sapiosexual, yes.'

Clique: 'I spend my time with the more educated individuals inhabiting this learning facility...'





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Likes:
+Chamomile tea
+Astrology
+The smell of fresh printer paper
+Quality blank ink pens
+Vinyl records
+Traveling
+Photography
+Music Theory


Dislikes:
-Mechanical pencils
-Any kind of soda
-Casual clothing
-Uneducated twats
-Religion
-Odd numbers
-Ranch dressing
-Cinnamon flavoured mouth wash


Fears:
-Dying
-Large crowds
-Trusting new people






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Personality: Upon first meeting Louis, most people are intimidated by his use of long words and his complex sentences, as well as his blunt statements. He isn't known for sugar-coating anything, so if you need someone to cheer you up, he is definitely not the guy to come to. He doesn't believe in wasting time with reassurances, and would rather just tell someone how it is. That's the thing about him, he almost always speaks his mind, even in situations where it's easier to just let it go. He's the guy who asks the tough questions, the questions that others simply just don't think are appropriate.

He is an intellectual being who feeds off of debates and long, drawn-out conversations. In order to capture his attention and keep it, you have to be someone who knows what they're talking about, and maybe even challenge him a bit. He does not tolerate ignorance or uneducated people in the slightest, so he's very picky when it comes to people to spend time with. He is known for putting people on the spot with his questions, especially in the classroom. He is determined to prove his point, and is often stubborn when it comes to seeing other people's points of view. He has a drive to succeed, the word 'failure' not being in his dictionary, and he will spend as much time as possible trying to achieve what he set out to accomplish.

Unfortunately, because of his intellect, he is often a prisoner in his own mind, and feels lonely even when he is in a room full of people. He doesn't know how to, for lack of better words, 'dumb down' what he says, which is why average people can never connect with him. He isn't one to show much emotion, preferring to keep everything inside, until it's all too much to handle.

Intellectual|Inquisitive|Pessimistic|Bossy|Sarcastic|Determined|Critical|Introverted|Vindictive|Honest|Trustworthy|Obsessive





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History: Holloway, London is where Louis' story starts out, this being the city in which he was born to his mother and father, both of whom are successful doctors in the heart of London, his father being a neurosurgeon, to be exact. Because of his English and Scottish descent, it's safe to say that Louis has a lot of family splattered across the U.K, some that he hasn't even had a chance to meet yet. Nevertheless, he is most familiar with the cousins on his father's side, and grew up spending a lot of time with them, often staying with them on Holiday breaks and traveling around the country with them whenever he got a chance to. He learned to play the piano due to his Uncle, who often taught him during the school breaks, and he still plays to this day. Because of his parents' jobs, he never really got to spend much time with them as a child, so he doesn't have any distinct memories involving them, besides a time when his father took him to see an Arsenal football game, that being his favourite team.

It was evident from the beginning that Louis was a smart child, for he had a craving for knowledge that most kids just didn't present. It was this craving that made him stand out the whole time he was growing up, and set him apart from the other children around him. In a lot of ways, he felt isolated, not sure where he belonged, and it was for this reason that his parents sought out P.C.A, a school in the United States that would serve as an opportunity for Louis to escape the U.K for a bit. And so, after little debate, they decided to send him there his eighth grade year.

Anything else: Yes, Louis does have a British 'accent', though he thinks nothing of it. It is particularly strong when he is explaining something.

So begins...

Louis Lovett-Huntington's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Carter Grey Character Portrait: Jennifer Anthony Character Portrait: Sebastian Dawson Character Portrait: Belladona Ricci Character Portrait: Cali Hawks Character Portrait: Blake Everett Character Portrait: Ashton Chambers Character Portrait: Louis Lovett-Huntington Character Portrait: Kennedy Price Character Portrait: Nate Hoffmann Character Portrait: Marley Livingston Character Portrait: Leonardo Till Character Portrait: Marcus Winters Character Portrait: Arabella Lynn Remington Character Portrait: Kathrine Locke Character Portrait: Hazel Davenport Character Portrait: Arielle Liu Character Portrait: Sydney Price Character Portrait: Jason Lexx Character Portrait: Riven Mantra Character Portrait: Jasmine Cooper Character Portrait: Roxie Garrett Character Portrait: Brianna Newman Character Portrait: Lucas Azevedo Character Portrait: Scarlett Ann Rey Character Portrait: Dominik Moore

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7:00 A.M. PCA Campus

Its been a week since school began. Some students have fully unpacked and decorated their dorms, others still have boxes littering their dorms. The first two weeks of school is supposed to be spent getting orientated with the school before classes start the following week. The first week was spent with students being dropped off throughout the week, students signing up for clubs and getting their sport gear, and roommates getting acquainted. Now its the second week. Students will be going to their clubs and sports. For now most students are either waking up and getting ready for the day, in the lounges, or eating breakfast in the quad, picnic tables, or the caf.


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Donna had awoken early that morning, she yawned careful not not to wake up Arielle before slipping into their bathroom. She slipped into the shower going through her morning ritual of her body was, body scrub, facial cleanser, facial scrub, and facial moisturizer. She usually washed her hair every other day since it was so thick and she didn't want it to break off but she used her luxury vanilla scented conditioner every day. She came out thoroughly refreshed before beginning to brush out her luscious, thick, glossy brown hair. She then straightened it until it was pin straight and ended just above her back dimples. She came out the bathroom in her lacy under garments before spraying her signature custom made scent of honey suckle, which she made at a perfumery in Paris, into the air and stepping into letting it gently cover her whole body without it being over bearing. She then walked over to her mirror and applied a bit of light makeup that only made her seem a little dewy.

She glanced around the room. She added a bit of things. She up a collage of mirrors on one small wall of the room as well as a collage of her friends. She also hung up a big photo of her and Arielle that took up half a width of wall space and was placed in the middle of the wall. The picture was from the top of the wall to the bottom. She also had pictures of herself on her trips. hung up on the wall.


She walked over to the closet and picked out an outfit. Since she and Arielle practically wore the same size tops and shoes they out their clothes all together in the closet, wardrobe, and dresser.. Plus it was easy to tell their bottoms apart with Donna's shapely toned legs and Arielle's petite size. She picked out a classy yet sexy
outfit and put it on. She walked over to one of the dozens of mirrors in their room, this one a full length and checked herself out. The simple silk tank hugged her nicely sized chest well, the blazer fit snug and accentuated her tanned skin, and the lace shorts showed off her shapely toned legs; Everything was perfect.

She sneakily leaned over Arielle and purred "Wake up doll," Before skipping out of the room slamming the door on her way out. She walked over to the quad where the coffee stand where the coffee stand was was and Brazilian roast back coffee, that she begged her dad to stock the school up with as a surprise for Lucas when he mentioned it once, for Lucas. She headed to the cafeteria then and bought A diet coke for Arielle and a regular coke for Ashton. She also bought herself a strawberry smoothie. She also bought one of each of the twelve pastries. She quickly went back in the room and set the diet coke and a pastry on the nightstandalong with a note that said "Love you doll, going to the boy's room. Meet me there.-Bee" before heading to Ashton and Lucas's room. She had her own key and was about to open the door when she was interrupted.

A girl came out of her room, a girl clad in a pink blazer and a pink and brown plaid skirt who had bleached blonde hair and dark tanned skin. A girl Donna knew as Crystal, daughter of a widowed gold digger who married a millionaire when she was twenty one and he was seventy. "O.M.G Donna, hey!" She squealed prancing up to Donna in the summer Jimmy Choo's. She glanced at Donna's which were the early release Winter Jimmy Choo line "How.Did. You. Get. Those?!" She girl screeched. Donna resisted the urge to cover her gold hoop clad ears with her french manicured hand. "Oh I have my ways," Donna said coyly. The girl covered her hear, well more like her implant filled chest with her own crystal and plastic rose manicured hand. "I so envy you," The girl said pouting her baby pink lips. She blew Donna a kiss before retreating in her dorm making Donna roll her eyes.

Donna opened the door to Ashton and Lucas's room and set the drinks and pastries on a table. She walked over to their window and opened the curtains and blinds before commanding "Wake up!" She said sitting down in one of the chairs and crossing her legs " I brought breakfast." She said in a sing-song voice sweetly. She pulled out her phone and texted Jennifer.
To: Jenny
Morning biatch!Get your ass to Lucas and Ashton's room if you want a pastry.


She focused back on the boys and pointed her finger across the hall "What's up with barbie girl over there. This is a exclusive dorm for a reason. There's nothing classy about.." She rolled her eyes "That. She should be in Persephone." She tilted her head "No worries,I'll fix that later." She said with a coy smile. Donna's sophomore year, when Donna wasn't Queen and was dating a rebel who graduated her Junior year, Crystal decided to sleep with him. Information she found out over the summer when one of Crystals ex friends told her at a party. She was thinking of the right way to punish her and here it was. She bit into a chocolate pastry as she plotted in her head.

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Character Portrait: Louis Lovett-Huntington Character Portrait: Riven Mantra

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To say that Louis was ready for his new classes was an understatement, for the British boy had been looking forward to this moment from before he got to the boarding school. He wasn't the type of person who knew how to 'enjoy' his summers and free time, at least in the way that most people thought of the word 'enjoy'. He was the last person who knew the definition of 'fun', at least by teenage standards. And so, after a summer full of reading, watching the stars at night and recording his findings, he was ready to face his Sophomore year.

Knowing that today was the day, he had been awake since four in the morning, going back and fourth from organizing his books to making sure he had everything he needed. He had to keep himself occupied until classes started, and he was not the most patient person. He had made sure to be as quiet as possible from the moment he awoke, not wake Riven from his slumber. The last thing he wanted was to do something to annoy his roommate.

By six-thirty, Louis was completely dressed, and made sure to slide his Rolex watch on his wrist, hating to go anywhere without it. It had been a gift from his father, after all, and was almost a 'good luck' charm, even though Louis didn't believe in such things. He analyzed himself in the bathroom mirror and fixed the collar of his black button-down shirt, but his mind was somewhere else entirely. At seven, he decided that perhaps it was time to go fetch himself a cup of coffee; for he wasn't much of a breakfast person, as bad as that was.

Still not wanting to wake Riven, he decided to leave a note on the edge of his desk, which read in Louis' neat, cursive handwriting: 'Out to get coffee mate, text me if you want me to bring you back anything. - L'

With that being done, Louis grabbed his wallet from his nightstand drawer, then walked out the door, shutting it carefully behind him.

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Character Portrait: Louis Lovett-Huntington

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After a tall cup of slightly sweetened coffee, Louis found no point in sitting around outside by himself, looking like an utter fool. Then again, the boy was used to the general population not paying a speck of attention to him, but in order to avoid any humiliation or potential embarrassment, he decided to head to the library, where he could at least open up a book in front of him and act as if he WANTED to be alone with his thoughts.

"Ridiculous," he mumbled to himself as he stood up, then shoved his hands in his pockets and made his way across the campus casually, walking in more of a stroll than anything. He barely glanced around as he walked, not wanting to meet any eyes. This gave him time to think about things, and he remembered that today he had to e-mail his mum to update her. He tried to avoid phone calls, for when he had time to write things down and glance over them, he always got out everything he wanted to say in an orderly fashion...but sometimes, he missed her voice, her reassurances, and he could almost see her smile even though she was thousands of miles away.

The truth was, Louis missed home, he yearned for it. But how was he supposed to tell his parents that he wanted to come home? Quitting was not an option, especially not for Louis, who has never given up on anything. And he promised that he would stay at PCA until graduation. But it was becoming harder and harder to do so everyday, even with the great teachers that supported him, taking the place of friendship with other students.

Upon reaching the library, which he knew like the back of his own hand, he made his way around and over to the Psychology section, then began searching the rows for anything that would peak his interest, his fingertips gently brushing against the spines of the books. After picking out something at random, he quietly made his way over to a table, then sat down, opened the book to a random page, and stared down at the words, reading them but not really absorbing the information, for his mind was somewhere else.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Carter Grey Character Portrait: Jennifer Anthony Character Portrait: Sebastian Dawson Character Portrait: Belladona Ricci Character Portrait: Cali Hawks Character Portrait: Blake Everett Character Portrait: Ashton Chambers Character Portrait: Louis Lovett-Huntington Character Portrait: Kennedy Price Character Portrait: Nate Hoffmann Character Portrait: Marley Livingston Character Portrait: Leonardo Till Character Portrait: Marcus Winters Character Portrait: Arabella Lynn Remington Character Portrait: Kathrine Locke Character Portrait: Hazel Davenport Character Portrait: Arielle Liu Character Portrait: Sydney Price Character Portrait: Jason Lexx Character Portrait: Riven Mantra Character Portrait: Jasmine Cooper Character Portrait: Roxie Garrett Character Portrait: Brianna Newman Character Portrait: Lucas Azevedo Character Portrait: Scarlett Ann Rey Character Portrait: Dominik Moore Character Portrait: Alex Hansen

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9:00 Thursday, PCA Campus
The students are enjoying their morning breakfast and fellowship as a voice crackles through the intercom, travelling through the many speakers around the campus. "Welcome students to your second week at Pacific Coast Academy I hope you are enjoying yourselves. Today students will be reporting to the following clubs: Cheerleading with Coach Moralla on the football practice field, Girls Lacrosse with Coach Kain on the left lacrosse field, Boys lacrosse with Coach Henry on the right field and Soccer with Coach Mathews, " There's a brief pause before he continues " Now for our clubs: Students in the Art club please report to room 215 in the Art wing with Miss Miyuki, that's by the viewing room. Students in the Debate Team report to room 105 in the English wing with Mr. Mathews, All of our E-Magaziners report to the Fashion design and Journalism room in room 210 in the Art wing." The principal chuckles to himself "And your in for a treat because my darling wife is the teacher," He clears his throat before continuing again " Our Musically gifted students report to the Music Theater where our newest teacher and retired grande pianist Mr. Ford is waiting. For all the sophomores and Juniors not in any of these clubs or sports please report to study hall with Mr. Cokamamy. All of our Seniors not in these activities you have a free period please remember to sign out if you choose to go off campus. Now we have Miss Craig, our resident event planner" A couple of students cheer. Miss Craig is big deal at PCA since she's actually a party planner for celebrities but since she's a close friend of the principal she also does elaborate dances and events envied by school's all over the country.

"Students guess what is happening tomorrow!" She pauses "Homecoming Dance!" Her peppy voice resonates "Anyway as you know last week you all got to vote for a theme and the winner is...Drum Roll please" She pauses and you can vaguely hear her banging on the table "Oooh I like this Old Hollywood glam. That means bring your dapper suits with your ascots for the boys and your fit tight just right glam cocktail dresses. Oooh I love it! Anyway I also have your homecoming court, how exciting!" You hear her ruffle through some papers "For the Boys we have Blake Everett, Ashton Chambers, Nate Hoffman and Lucas Azevedo Yay! For the girls we have Belladonna Ricci, Kathrine Locke, Arielle Lui, and Marley Livingston. Ok guys that's it for now!" She says as the intercom goes dead. Student start to go to their clubs and sports with homecoming ideas and dates filling their heads.

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Character Portrait: Cali Hawks Character Portrait: Louis Lovett-Huntington Character Portrait: Kennedy Price Character Portrait: Arabella Lynn Remington Character Portrait: Scarlett Ann Rey

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As Kennedy says her good-byes, she adds in last minute, "By the way, we have Quiz Bowl together! We'll discuss Homecoming after our clubs?" Before Arabella could reply, Kennedy had just disappeared around the corner already heading over to her club. Oh, Homecoming. My awkward turtle’s nightmare. Arabella isn’t exactly what you describe a social butterfly, in fact, she’s the exact opposite. So, social events such as dances (including Prom) terrify her immensely. Arabella also hates the fact that she would have to dress up in a dress, heels, and have that big pressure to have a date. The social semiformal dance held at the beginning of every year in high school and it would be her first time going (if she does decide to go) since she disappears off to the library during this time the previous two years.

Sighing, Arabella glanced up at the library one last time with a sad expression, then turns around heading over to Room 105 in the English wing. After a couple minutes, Arabella barely glanced down at her watch to make sure she wouldn't be late. But in return, she is greeted by shock after looking at the time and realizes she was going to be late if she kept walking at the same pace. Clutching her book tightly in one hand, and Arabella begins running through the halls stopping every few seconds to catch her breath. A couple minutes later, she slows down to a speed walk when she notices the classroom in eyesight. Arabella pauses in front of the door bracing herself for what comes next. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. It's gonna be alright. Then puts on a smile and walks in greeting Mr. Mathews politely, forgetting about her whole Homecoming situation.

As she surveys around the classroom for a seat she recognizes a familiar face, Louis. Although Arabella is an awkward turtle, she is only like that around unfamiliar people and strangers. If seeing a close friend she is completely willing to go up to that person and start the conversation first; though there are a few exceptions to this. This time isn't one. "Hey Louis. I didn't know you were in the Debate Team!" She smiles playfully before sliding into the seat next to him. Although people have a hard time understanding Louis since his vocabulary is extremely complex, Arabella likes learning new complex words to add into her vocabulary. Arabella gets comfortable in the seat then prepares herself for his lengthy complex response with her ears alert and her eyes on him.




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On her way to Art Club Scarlett began tapping on her sketchbook with her pencil with her mind wandering off. Homecoming, it’s almost as bad as Prom. It’s my senior year though, I should be spending/living it to the fullest. Going the extra mile, all that senior junk. But. Schoolwork. Gahh, what am I thinking? College is just around the corner. But. It’s my last year of high school. But. I don’t even have a date. Scarlett’s thoughts went back and forth like this before finally deciding on going only if she had date. Which she highly doubts she would even be able to get one, which shouldn’t be a problem since she’s not completely positive if she wants to go.

By the time Scarlett made up her mind, she was already right in front of room 215. Snapping out of her thoughts before she ran into the door, she took a deep breath. Then clutching her sketchbook tightly against her chest with the cover hidden. Scarlett didn’t want to make it extremely oblivious she had a sketchbook and her passion for drawing. Few people knew about it, so she figured joining the art club wouldn’t hurt. Then slowly walked in the classroom feeling a bit hesitant about if she should had joined Art Club or not.

“Hello Miss Miyuki!” greeting the teacher then looked around for a seat. Art club hadn’t begun yet so there were hushed tones of chitter chatter among the students. Choosing one by the window, she strolled up to her seat slowly. Window seats were the best in her opinion. You’d had something to look at besides the same old boring posters they always had on walls. Placing her sketchbook and pencils neatly on the desk she slid into the chair with ease getting comfortable of where she's sitting. She propped her elbow against the desk and rested her head on her hand. Scarlett glanced around the classroom with a bored expression looking for any friends while tapping on her sketchbook with her other free hand.

Her eyes stopped on the only other familiar face she knew, Cali Hawks. Scarlett had two choices, to be a loner in Art Club or hang out with at least one other person. She chose the later, picking up all her things and slid right into the seat next to Cali. “Hey Cali. So I guess we’re both in the Art Club together.” Scarlett smiled stating the obvious in attempt to start a conversation between the two. “What other clubs did you sign up for?” She asked while neatly arranging her sketchbook and pencils on the corner of her desk.