Introduction
Hollywood High School Performing Arts Magnet is one of the best magnets in the city, with its amazing staff of talented teachers and directors, and its rigorous academic classes. The school can proudly claim many Ph.d's from Stanford and other highly regarded universities, and teachers with professional experience in top ranked industries. The school is cozy and intimate with a small student to teacher ratio that insures a great deal of individual attention and care for the individual students. This is a school with a long and astounding legacy - Judy Garland and Carol Burnett walked its halls, along with great luminaries in law and politics, such as Warren Christopher. Today they are still preparing future great leaders of the world, many students go on to prestigious universities such as Berkeley, New York University and U.C.L.A. Others go on to New York to perform in front of hundreds on Broadway or they remain in sunny California to take on Hollywood. Whatever your dreams for the future are the staff and faculty at Hollywood High are certain that they can help you to achieve whatever it is your heart desires.
Hollywood High is a school that boosts a prestigious reputation and appears to be the perfect school; which is probably why parents want so badly to send their children to it. However, the students at Hollywood High School no the truth behind the school's pristine facade - the truth being that Hollywood High is no different than any other school in Los Angeles. Yes, the school is one of the best magnet schools in the city, its sports program is in a league of its own and the teachers and staff at the school are top notch. But none of that matters. The only thing that matters at Hollywood High is the ladder - the social ladder. The parents maybe concerned with acclaimed prestige and an excelling education program but to the students of Hollywood High the only thing that truly matters is how high you rank on the social ladder, because that ladder is what determines whether or not your time at Hollywood High will be either heaven or hell on earth.
At Hollywood High there is an unwritten hierarchy that every student knows and knows well - and if you don't know it won't take long for you to figure it out. Your clique defines who you are at this school and whether you like it or not your going to be labeled and once you've been branded that's who are and who your gonna be for the next four years of your life. Now every once in a while there is a rare underdog who can manage to make it out of the trenches of unpopularity and become someone who matters at Hollywood High but that is exceptionally rare. Your best bet is to stick to your group because your clique is the key to your survival at this school.
Welcome to Hollywood High!
At Hollywood High there is an unwritten hierarchy that every student knows and knows well - and if you don't know it won't take long for you to figure it out. Your clique defines who you are at this school and whether you like it or not your going to be labeled and once you've been branded that's who are and who your gonna be for the next four years of your life. Now every once in a while there is a rare underdog who can manage to make it out of the trenches of unpopularity and become someone who matters at Hollywood High but that is exceptionally rare. Your best bet is to stick to your group because your clique is the key to your survival at this school.
Welcome to Hollywood High!
Plot
Another Year at Hollywood High is a reboot of my previous role-play (Hollywood High School; Welcome Back to Hollywood High; Welcome to Hollywood High). This role-play is a slice of life role-play that is based around the lives of the students who attend Hollywood High School. This role-play is more or less plotless as its more or less driven by the characters and choices they make. We together will tell the lives of our characters that will be filled with all the tears, heartbreak, on-again, off-again relationships and drama that high school has to offer.
Setting
This role-play will be centered around Los Angeles, California. At the start of the role-play it will be August 14th, 2015. The first day of school will be that Tuesday on the 18th.
Character Sheet
Another Year at Hollywood High is a reboot of my previous role-play (Hollywood High School; Welcome Back to Hollywood High; Welcome to Hollywood High). This role-play is a slice of life role-play that is based around the lives of the students who attend Hollywood High School. This role-play is more or less plotless as its more or less driven by the characters and choices they make. We together will tell the lives of our characters that will be filled with all the tears, heartbreak, on-again, off-again relationships and drama that high school has to offer.
Setting
This role-play will be centered around Los Angeles, California. At the start of the role-play it will be August 14th, 2015. The first day of school will be that Tuesday on the 18th.
Character Sheet
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[u]Personal Information[/u]
• Full Name
• Nickname
• Age
• Date of Birth
• Zodiac Sign
• Sexuality
• Sexually Active?
• Relationship Status
[u]Physical Appearance[/u]
• Height
• Weight
• Body Build
• Shape of Face
• Eye Color
• Glasses or Contacts
• Skin Tone
• Hair Color
• Hairstyle
• Style
• Standard Outfit
• Overall Attractiveness
[u]Personality[/u]
• Good Personality Traits
• Bad Personality Traits
• Personality
• Greatest Joys in Life
• Greatest Fears
• Priorities
• Life Philosophy
[u]Preferences[/u]
• Likes & Dislikes
• Favorite Films
• Favorite Books
• Favorite Album
• Favorite TV Show
• Favorite Sport and Team
• Favorite Food
• Favorite Drink
• Favorite Color
[u]Habits & Hobbies[/u]
• Hobbies or Pastimes
• Plays any musical instruments?
• Plays any kind of sports?
• Ideal Perfect Weekend
• Ideal Holiday Destination
• Spending Habits?
• Smokes?
• Drinks?
• Other Drugs
[u]Goals[/u]
• Drives & Motivations
• What are your goals?
• Where do you see yourself in five years? Ten years? Twenty years?
[u]Past[/u]
• Hometown
• What was your Childhood Like?
• Pets
• Childhood Hero or Idol
• Dream Job
• Schools Attended
[u]Present[/u]
•Currently Living With?
• Pets
• Occupation
• Finances
• Home
• Transportation
[u]Family[/u]
• Family Member Name
• Relation
• Relationship
[u]Hollywood High[/u]
• Spent the Summer How?
What are you most looking forward to this year?
• Grade
• Clique
• Place on the Ladder
• Are you Happy?
• If you could be apart of any other clique which would it be? Why?
• Secrets (Something no one or few people know)
• Do you plan on joining a club or sport this year? (If your part of a sport be sure to list the team and position you play)
• Best Subject
• Worst Subject
• Schedule
[u]Other[/u]
Anything else you want to add:
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The last weekend before the start of another year at Hollywood High. The students of Hollywood High both returners and newcomers alike are all preparing themselves for the first day of school, as well as planning out their final days of summer. Soon all the hours spent sleeping in till noon and staying out with your friends doing the worst things your parents could possibly imagine will be nothing but a faded memory replaced with things like equations, the periodic table and the never-ending drama that plagues the halls of Hollywood. Brace yourself for another crazy, stressful, drama-filled year at Hollywood High School.
Forecast of the Day
ANNELISE~ROTHSCHILD
[Chantal's Hair]
[Christian's Outfit]
[Annelise's Work Out Outfit]
Chantal's Dialogue Color: #C8A2C8 || Annelise's Dialogue Color: #81D8D0 || Christian's Dialogue Color: #0020C2
"You lying bitch!" Annelise Rothschild exclaimed as she burst into Chantal Jackson's bedroom. Chantal only glanced up from her phone and paused on scrolling through her Instagram feed. If it hadn't been for the fact that Annelise had a smile on her face and the fact that she was actually talking to Chantal to begin with, the singer would have seriously thought she was going to get cussed out by Hollywood High School's new queen bee. However, because of the brunette actually throwing herself in a sitting position on Chantal's queen sized bed, she wasn't exactly perturbed and actually chuckled at the pout forming on her queen's face. "Good morning to you too, best friend. Or should I say your majesty now? I'm doing well, thanks for asking." Annelise only rolled her eyes at Chantal's sarcasm and fixed the strap of her Victoria's Secret slip, which was set in an exotic pink shade.
As per her typical schedule, Annelise to jog through the Holmby Hills neighborhood. She hadn't really gone for runs during the summer, mostly attending yoga sessions and playing tennis against her cousins over in France and Normandy before simply working out with Little Temptations in between sets. The girls, despite how much junk food she had found in their buses, were actually quite fit and all were about keeping up with their figure. Either way, Annelise knew she didn't want to falter in her workout regimen and the jog earlier in the morning when the sun was just rising had definitely woken her up. Most kids hated being awake early, Annelise figured she might as well get a jumpstart since school would be starting on Monday and she would be traipsing down those halls as the queen she always felt like she was. After making her way up the long heated marble driveway of the Hernandez estate, she hadn't bothered waking Chantal or Christian up. She simply went to her room and took a long bath filled with her White Mint & Jasmine body oil from Jo Malone. The scent was refreshing and upbeat, and lingered on her skin while making her skin extremely soft and moisturized. Annelise practically lived at the extremely spacious home, so she had a good number of clothes and toiletries in her bedroom. Then, after her soak, she had proceeded to complete her skincare regime. Which included mostly La Mer products like her cleanser, moisturizing cream and finally, her SPF tinted moisturizer. Afterwards, she had gotten dressed and been on Instagram herself until she realized that Chantal was wide awake and doing the exact same thing.
"What part of quick girl meeting included driving over to Santa Clara?" Annelise demanded, proceeding to grab one of Chantal's many pillows and hit her friend with it upon each word and Chantal actually giggled, trying to stop her. "Wait, wait, wait! That ain't even my fault!" Chantal cried, her Texas accent stronger in the midst of trying to reason with Annelise who was still smiling. Bipolar heifer! "The message literally only said emergency group meeting. I didn't even know we were going 'til we were out of LA." Annelise only hmphed before hitting Chantal once more, hard, and dropping the pillow to curl her long legs underneath her trim body. She wasn't really upset with Chantal for leaving for Santa Clara and performing in Taylor Swift's 1989 tour stop there. It made her a bit proud, seeing her best friend on stage. Still, Annelise was usually there during those times and she couldn't help but pout. During moments like these (or the moments she allowed), she wasn't queen anything. She was just the best friend of a singer of whom she was very proud.
"Since when did you get back?" Annelise inquired, relaxing against the same pillow she had been attacking the girl with and stretched her legs out so that she could lay on her side while being propped up. Chantal relaxed back against her mountain of pillows at the headboard, donning a glazed guava satin cami and short set from Victoria's Secret. Once the girls were finished with the performance, they had stayed for the rest of it and then hung out with Taylor afterwards. They did a meet-and-greet the next day before heading back for a photo shoot, which meant Chantal hadn't gotten home until last night. She refused to allow them to make her miss cheer try-outs, especially with her being captain. "Last night. After I got my hair done." She said it while messing with a stray strand of her hair...well, more her weave but since she purchased it, it was her hair. After wearing it in various styles during her tour, Chantal had decided upon long jet-black locks (her natural hair color) with various streaks of silver and gold. It was a unique twist and she was already known for experimenting with hair colors since getting the weave installed and cutting her own hair. At the moment, it was styled in a simple messy bun with tendrils framing her face. Annelise tucked a particularly long strand behind Chantal's ear, which caused her friend to smile softly, before grinning. "Well, hurry up and cook me breakfast, bitch. Like you promised." Chantal's initial answer was to kick the queen bee before slinking out of her bed before she could receive the retaliation. As she left her room, she sent out a text to all of the current cheerleaders just as a pillow hit her in the butt.
To: Cherry, Dee, Lauren, Sienna
Remember, I'm making breakfast 2day. We can head over 2 skool afterwards
Most of the ones who had to try out again were sophomore and a few juniors who had been on the weaker end of the spectrum last year, an agreement she and the coach had come to at the end of the semester. But it didn't stop Chantal from inviting everyone to her house for breakfast, which she was only helping cook. She couldn't make everything herself since it was more than three people, but if there was one thing Chantal had taken from her mother, it was a love for cooking despite having a house filled with cooks. The girls made their way to the kitchen in time to see Christian running inside through the door that led out to the pool area. The Royal smirked at the girls and bit into the apple he had snatched up. "Just in time for breakfast!" Annelise smirked and propped herself on a stool while Chantal shot Christian a small glare, shoving past his tall frame to get past the kitchen island to get to her cook, Grégory Lecomte. He worked with her mother for catering and helped out at the home, in the middle of making waffles. "I'm surprised you're still here. Weren't you with, what's her name again, Allison?" Chris honestly had to think about it, a hand in his pocket before grinning at the memory, and then shrugging. "Got clingy. I dipped." Annelise only shook her head and mumbled "pig" before requesting a strawberry mimosa. Walking around to his sister, Christian wrapped an arm around Chantal's shoulders without her noticing, causing the cheerleader to squeak, and squeezing her in a hug. Annelise hurried up to pull up her phone and capture the moment on Snapchat. "Awww, sibling love!" She cooed, dragging the phone from the view of her face to the two hugging. Chantal turned around, in the midst of chopping vegetables, to sneer at the camera while Christian laughed, face against the top of Chantal's hair so that he could smell her Manuaka Honey & Mafura Oil hair products from SheaMoisture. It was a naturally sweet and warm scent that everyone loved when they were allowed close enough to smell her hair.
"Get off me, you're sweaty and I already showered, sasquatch," she finally growled, trying to get all the ingredients to make omelets. Christian only grinned and released her. "I'll take mine with cheese, ham and tomatoes, thanks." He said and Chantal rolled her eyes. A minute later, when he was walking towards the closest living room, she turned around with a knife pointed at him. "And don't be inviting your friends over my house for food. I'm not their servant." Christian only gave her a thumbs up and left the room, but not before shooting a text to his boys while Annelise decided to check with her meddlesome cousin.
To: Casper, Taylor
CJ's cooking breakfast. Said u guys were welcome
To: Hermann
Plz tell me u found sum thing 2 do 2nite
As per her typical schedule, Annelise to jog through the Holmby Hills neighborhood. She hadn't really gone for runs during the summer, mostly attending yoga sessions and playing tennis against her cousins over in France and Normandy before simply working out with Little Temptations in between sets. The girls, despite how much junk food she had found in their buses, were actually quite fit and all were about keeping up with their figure. Either way, Annelise knew she didn't want to falter in her workout regimen and the jog earlier in the morning when the sun was just rising had definitely woken her up. Most kids hated being awake early, Annelise figured she might as well get a jumpstart since school would be starting on Monday and she would be traipsing down those halls as the queen she always felt like she was. After making her way up the long heated marble driveway of the Hernandez estate, she hadn't bothered waking Chantal or Christian up. She simply went to her room and took a long bath filled with her White Mint & Jasmine body oil from Jo Malone. The scent was refreshing and upbeat, and lingered on her skin while making her skin extremely soft and moisturized. Annelise practically lived at the extremely spacious home, so she had a good number of clothes and toiletries in her bedroom. Then, after her soak, she had proceeded to complete her skincare regime. Which included mostly La Mer products like her cleanser, moisturizing cream and finally, her SPF tinted moisturizer. Afterwards, she had gotten dressed and been on Instagram herself until she realized that Chantal was wide awake and doing the exact same thing.
"What part of quick girl meeting included driving over to Santa Clara?" Annelise demanded, proceeding to grab one of Chantal's many pillows and hit her friend with it upon each word and Chantal actually giggled, trying to stop her. "Wait, wait, wait! That ain't even my fault!" Chantal cried, her Texas accent stronger in the midst of trying to reason with Annelise who was still smiling. Bipolar heifer! "The message literally only said emergency group meeting. I didn't even know we were going 'til we were out of LA." Annelise only hmphed before hitting Chantal once more, hard, and dropping the pillow to curl her long legs underneath her trim body. She wasn't really upset with Chantal for leaving for Santa Clara and performing in Taylor Swift's 1989 tour stop there. It made her a bit proud, seeing her best friend on stage. Still, Annelise was usually there during those times and she couldn't help but pout. During moments like these (or the moments she allowed), she wasn't queen anything. She was just the best friend of a singer of whom she was very proud.
"Since when did you get back?" Annelise inquired, relaxing against the same pillow she had been attacking the girl with and stretched her legs out so that she could lay on her side while being propped up. Chantal relaxed back against her mountain of pillows at the headboard, donning a glazed guava satin cami and short set from Victoria's Secret. Once the girls were finished with the performance, they had stayed for the rest of it and then hung out with Taylor afterwards. They did a meet-and-greet the next day before heading back for a photo shoot, which meant Chantal hadn't gotten home until last night. She refused to allow them to make her miss cheer try-outs, especially with her being captain. "Last night. After I got my hair done." She said it while messing with a stray strand of her hair...well, more her weave but since she purchased it, it was her hair. After wearing it in various styles during her tour, Chantal had decided upon long jet-black locks (her natural hair color) with various streaks of silver and gold. It was a unique twist and she was already known for experimenting with hair colors since getting the weave installed and cutting her own hair. At the moment, it was styled in a simple messy bun with tendrils framing her face. Annelise tucked a particularly long strand behind Chantal's ear, which caused her friend to smile softly, before grinning. "Well, hurry up and cook me breakfast, bitch. Like you promised." Chantal's initial answer was to kick the queen bee before slinking out of her bed before she could receive the retaliation. As she left her room, she sent out a text to all of the current cheerleaders just as a pillow hit her in the butt.
To: Cherry, Dee, Lauren, Sienna
Remember, I'm making breakfast 2day. We can head over 2 skool afterwards
Most of the ones who had to try out again were sophomore and a few juniors who had been on the weaker end of the spectrum last year, an agreement she and the coach had come to at the end of the semester. But it didn't stop Chantal from inviting everyone to her house for breakfast, which she was only helping cook. She couldn't make everything herself since it was more than three people, but if there was one thing Chantal had taken from her mother, it was a love for cooking despite having a house filled with cooks. The girls made their way to the kitchen in time to see Christian running inside through the door that led out to the pool area. The Royal smirked at the girls and bit into the apple he had snatched up. "Just in time for breakfast!" Annelise smirked and propped herself on a stool while Chantal shot Christian a small glare, shoving past his tall frame to get past the kitchen island to get to her cook, Grégory Lecomte. He worked with her mother for catering and helped out at the home, in the middle of making waffles. "I'm surprised you're still here. Weren't you with, what's her name again, Allison?" Chris honestly had to think about it, a hand in his pocket before grinning at the memory, and then shrugging. "Got clingy. I dipped." Annelise only shook her head and mumbled "pig" before requesting a strawberry mimosa. Walking around to his sister, Christian wrapped an arm around Chantal's shoulders without her noticing, causing the cheerleader to squeak, and squeezing her in a hug. Annelise hurried up to pull up her phone and capture the moment on Snapchat. "Awww, sibling love!" She cooed, dragging the phone from the view of her face to the two hugging. Chantal turned around, in the midst of chopping vegetables, to sneer at the camera while Christian laughed, face against the top of Chantal's hair so that he could smell her Manuaka Honey & Mafura Oil hair products from SheaMoisture. It was a naturally sweet and warm scent that everyone loved when they were allowed close enough to smell her hair.
"Get off me, you're sweaty and I already showered, sasquatch," she finally growled, trying to get all the ingredients to make omelets. Christian only grinned and released her. "I'll take mine with cheese, ham and tomatoes, thanks." He said and Chantal rolled her eyes. A minute later, when he was walking towards the closest living room, she turned around with a knife pointed at him. "And don't be inviting your friends over my house for food. I'm not their servant." Christian only gave her a thumbs up and left the room, but not before shooting a text to his boys while Annelise decided to check with her meddlesome cousin.
To: Casper, Taylor
CJ's cooking breakfast. Said u guys were welcome
To: Hermann
Plz tell me u found sum thing 2 do 2nite
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Dialogue Color: #ff0055 || Cherry's Outfit || Cherry's Bedroom || Isabella's Bedroom
Cherry leaned against the door frame of Isabella's room, finding that she was still tucked away, dreaming about whatever it was that three year olds dream about. She smiled and let out a soft sigh just as Jessica, the nanny crept up behind her and placed her hand upon Cherry's shoulder. Immediately Cherry jumped a bit and let out a soft laugh when she noticed it was just Jessica. "Don't worry about her. Go to your breakfast, she'll be showered, fed, and clothed by the time you get back," Jessica said to Cherry.
The blonde nodded her head, "I'm not worried about that. I just don't want to leave her. But I know she'll be in good hands. If she wakes up while I'm getting dressed, let her come see me if she wants," she stated before turning on her heels and headed back into her bedroom. She turned on the radio, just loud enough for her to hear it but not too loud to wake Bella. She then stepped over to her patio door, that was on the far left wall of her room and opened it. She glanced over at her pool that was just twenty feet away from her, she would have to go for a swim before the heat officially disappeared. The blonde shrugged her shoulders and danced her way over to the closet.
Cherry decided on a pink and white floral sundress, a pink button up sweater, and pink flats. Once she was dressed, she accessorized with a leather belt around her waist and a silver ring with a blue stone. Just as she was beginning to brush her hair, she noticed her phone vibrating on the surface of her vanity. She sighed as she set her brush down and lifted the phone into her pale fingers. It was a text from Chantal reminding her about the breakfast this morning.
To Chantal
Don't worry. I will b there.
Cherry sent the message before setting the phone back down on the vanity, finished brushing her hair, applied a small layer of makeup upon her face and stood back upon her feet. The blonde looked herself over in the mirror just as Isabella came sprinting into her room. "You're pretty Mommy," her little pride of joy commented.
Cherry smiled and lifted the child into her arms, "Thanks Isabella. Now, I have to head over to Chantal's for a bit and then go to school. Jessica will be taking care of you today so you best listen to her," she explained to Isabella.
"I will Mommy. I love you." "I love you too," Cherry responded before placing a kiss upon her cheek and set her down on the floor. Cherry grabbed her purse and headed out of her bedroom with Isabella following behind. Cherry stopped in the kitchen, set Isabella at the table and grabbed Jessica's attention. "I'll be home after school. If anything comes up I'll let you know. Behave Isabella," Cherry stated before heading out the door to her light purple 2011 BMW 6th Series Convertible.
Cherry then sped off to Chantal's. Once she arrived, she parked in her normal spot just in front of her house with her music blaring as always, then climbed out of the vehicle and locked the doors before stepping through the front door. Ever since the two of them became close, she never had to knock before stepping inside. She could just walk in as she pleased. Just before Cherry was about to call out to get Chantal's attention, she noticed her in the kitchen with Annelise and Christian.
Cherry immediately rolled her eyes when she noticed Chris and honestly couldn't believe she ever did anything with him in the past. Hopefully what they did was still a secret. If anyone were to ever find out he was the father of Isabella, things would become a bit chaotic. That definitely wasn't something she was going to ever admit to.
" LET'S BE HASTY . AND LET'S BE RECKLESS . JUST BEING WITH YOU LEAVES ME BREATHLESS . "
Lying face down on his bed, he began his Friday morning with an unusual hangover. Like most hangovers, it was infact a hangover and his head was hurting like hell, pounding and throbbing as it went. It was the worst hangover in the history of all hangovers, and he had much of them numerous times. But this one seemed as if someone was constantly driving a drill to his head over and over. He couldn't quite remember what was the cause of his slight amnesia, fuck he couldn't quite remember anything, nothing at all. It was a vast expanse made up of absolute nothingness. However, something was off, and it wasn't the fact that he was wearing only rumpled boxers and one sock, but the weight of his bed; its angle felt weird, sort of unbalanced. He made an unsuccessful attempt to roll himself onto his back before he bumped into something, hard, and before he knew it there it was, or shall he say, there she was. A blonde who probably never really liked him in the first place was sprawled onto his mattress wearing too her underwear, the rest of her clothes were no where to be found, but just by the sight of her being in his bed, partly undressed, Caspian knew that it must've been some wild night for him, one that was forgotten and out of proportion. One that just so happened to have Rhiannon's name written all over it. Though It wasn't the first time he had been downright wasted with Rhiannon at fault, but it was the third time she'd done it.
'The fucking asshole', was all he could think about and as if that was enough to send him in a heap, he closed his eyes, letting the waves of nausea wash over him before he dismantled the blankets and sat up in a sloppy position. He had absolutely, positively no idea what he would do with this one; the girl. He pondered about how he'll let her down gently, explaining that their benefits were infact their first, and sadly their last. It was certainly one of those 'hit her and quit her' situations, or whatever teenagers call it nowadays. Nonetheless, he was not in favor of sparking up a romantic interest in the girl because of one reckless mistake; one out of many other idiocies. He's not into all that relationship crap. He rode solo on most occasions. And banging a girl he hardly new was just the beginning of it all.
With one last glimpse of the girl, he rose from his bed to began his typical morning routine in which consisted of showering, brushing his teeth, then finally finding a more suitable outfit to start the day. As soon as he's just about finished slipping on his shoe, his phone buzzes erotically on his bedside once, twice in the minute simultaneously stirring the girl in her sleep. He grabbed it and saw that the messages were from Rhiannon, and the other was a twitter notification reading that there was an upcoming concert today and Chantal was performing, and knowing how he felt about her, there was no doubt that he was going to pass up the opportunity. The two were an odd pair, but they had their moments. Casper loved Chantal, though less emphasis of the 'l' word. They were chill. Not only because she was infact the sister of Christian, and Casper had to treat her good because of it, but they often got along fairly well. He'd flirt with her, and she'd usually get pissed for it, but somehow found herself flustered by his charm. Though who isn't? Casper and Chantal had a flirtationship going on; no strings attached, barely anyone knew of it.
Casper made a mental note of Chantal's concert before scanning over the remaining text message left unread: Morning, sleeping beauty! How was your night? Casper can almost see the devilish grin upon Rhiannon's face as he read her message. She could be such an ass when she choose to be, but Casper was usually used to foolish tactics, that and her dark humor that usually left a chill up his spine. He and Rhiannon were vaguely similar, like two peas in a pod. The two met in detention hall freshman year, and they had been inseparable ever since. Caspian shot Rhiannon a quick text:
To: Rhiannon
what ever might've happened last night left me with a missing sock, and one
helluva surprise in my bed. though the second part may or may not be a bad thing if you know what i mean
what ever might've happened last night left me with a missing sock, and one
helluva surprise in my bed. though the second part may or may not be a bad thing if you know what i mean
He took a minute to proofread his text - a forceful habit - before sending it. Afterwards, he sat at the edge of his bed waiting for Rhiannon to reply, and that's when the girl gave a low yawn before springing to life. She was scanning her surroundings, having not know where, or why she was in Caspian's bedroom, neither did Caspian really. But as soon as she laid eyes on him, instinct knew that something was up, and she quickly wrapped his sheet around her bare chest.
'Little to late for that', he wanted to say, but didn't quite have the right words to rephrase it without sounding like a total dick. Though at this point he wanted to say something, anything just to break the silence between them. The room was filled to the rooftop with nothing, but total awkwardness that gnawed at Caspian's insides. Knowing that she wasn't going to be the first to speak as she was the one in his room, in his bed, nearly naked. So, feeling defeated, he finally prepared a familiar speech he's said more than a thousandth times before that he practically had memorized, "Look, as weird as this looks why don't we just forget about this, like things between us never happened. It's not me, it's you. And I'm afraid I have to put things between us to an end." He gave an insensitive, but fairly believable sigh. However, she wasn't buying the act. She knew what Caspian was doing, it didn't take a complete imbecile to know what he was actually getting at. He wanted her gone and out of his way. That was fair, but the sincere pout she was giving him indicated otherwise. He didn't want her to leave no more than she didn't want to go, not yet anyway.
*Wrrrrrrrt. Wrrrrrrrrrrt. Wrrrrrrrrrt.*
His phone rang a third time, and to his astonishment it was Christian, considering that he was quite the heavy sleeper: CJ's cooking breakfast. Said u guys were welcome. Food, Sex? Sex, Food? It was a no-brainer what got Caspain's attention the most. He quickly texted Christian a: be there in a few, before he went in search of his beloved Trojans...
ANNELISE~ROTHSCHILD
[Chantal's Hair]
[Christian's Outfit]
[Chantal's Jam]
Chantal's Dialogue Color: #C8A2C8 || Annelise's Dialogue Color: #81D8D0 || Christian's Dialogue Color: #0020C2
"All I'm saying is that you and I both know you're gonna sit there for three hours staring at bitches who can't even do a split and you're gonna crack," Annelise decided to offer in a bored tone, inspecting her nails. Since she was not a cheerleader and was not going to waste her day away by waiting for Chantal and any of her Royals to get done with the try-outs, she was considering hitting up one of the spas. It was close to her second time going since she typically went to a spa twice a month - once at the beginning of the month and then at the end. With her not speaking to her mother, she figured retail therapy before a spa treatment sounded great. Chantal bit back a remark as she continued focusing on cooking. She loved Annelise, she truly did, but the girl was not helping. Chantal didn't ask for her opinion, didn't need it if it meant Chantal had to listen to being told who she was as a person or how slow her patience was. Annelise didn't know everything about everyone, not even Chantal. "Which is why I'm surprised you didn't listen to me and just let Deanna be captain, or at least co-captain. It makes a little sense," Annelise continued, ignoring her best friend's obviously tense form. "Not that she's that much better, but we both know you. You'd probably send half of those girls home crying before you reach the half hour mark." At that point, Chantal paused in the middle of preparing her batter for baked French toast to glare at the Rothschild.
"Can you chill for five damn seconds?" She snapped and turned back to the concoction in the large silver bowl, not catching the cool look of admonishment on Annelise's face. Luckily for the two, since it was too early for them to get into an argument, another one of the home's chefs came out to bring Annelise's plate of warm food. Her Belgian waffle consisted of almond milk being mixed with SlenderBlend protein supplement powder before being added to the batter. Annelise had started SlenderBlend last year, opting for the Glow Collection since it spoke to what she felt like she needed. Digging in, her gaze bore a heated hole in Chantal's back and the singer steadily ignored it. Again, Annelise didn't know everything and the truth of the matter was that Chantal was typically nicer to those younger than herself. She remembered being a freshman and the anxiety that had come with auditioning and working with upperclassmen. So, she had already invested her thoughts into being just a bit nicer. Still blunt since everyone needed a bout of honesty, but with encouragement if given the right attitude by the girls that came. And Annelise adding that Deanna could have been captain was just another thorn in her side. That had been the debate the coach had been internally having, she had admitted. Eventually, Chantal's dedication, the fact that she choreographed so many of their routines in the last few years (including the one that brought them the championship last year), and the fact that she had been so passionate about her craft led to the final decision. Deanna could have been up for captain, but Chantal deserved it and she didn't need anyone reminding her that it could have been the other way around.
Christian smirked at the text from Casper, which hadn't taken long to be received considering the time. Again, Christian himself wasn't typically awake, but he had stayed over at Allison's place last night and needed to leave. Like, quick and in a hurry. The girl had already seemed like the type to get attached easily and had proven it yesterday, and Christian bailed before she even woke up. Was it fair? Probably not. Did he care? Honestly, not really.
To: Casper
Cool. Gonna be playing video games.
Checking a few messages from his father stating that he and Chantal's mom were staying in Calabasas with a friend, Christian had just stepped into the narrow hallway and sensed a presence only to see Cherry. "Sup, Cherry? Love the summer tan, by the way," he commented offhandedly, eyes returning to his phone for a second to respond to his mother before focusing back on the blonde. His eyes fell for a second, noticing the absence of a tiny person. "Surprised your Wonder Twin's not with you. The girls are in the kitchen." It was a moment of silence afterwards, and just a bit awkward since Cherry was convinced that she needed to keep what they had a secret. Which was pretty wise since Chantal would kick his ass if she found out, but Chris liked playing with fire and in pursuit of walking past her, he also stopped so that he could whisper in Cherry's ear. "And if you get a little bored, you know where my room is." Winking at the glare she was sure to give him, Christian only smirked and kept on forward in pursuit of playing a video game as he waited for his omelet.
Two seconds later, Annelise had turned around to see the blonde. Christian had basically announced her presence when he said that she and Chantal were in the kitchen. The brunette simply smirked before righting herself in her stool, crossing her legs and digging her fork into a fluffy piece of waffle while announcing, "Awww, look. Polly Pocket's here. And look, she's even dressed like the one I had when I was five." Annelise even tossed an amused sneer over her shoulder to boot, not seeing Chantal's frown. However, the singer didn't take too long in glaring at the queen bee. Instead, she smiled, running her hands under warm water to get batter off her fingers. Drying them off on a stray towel, she immediately made her way over to the blonde and pulled her into a tight hug, exclaiming, "Best friend!" She hadn't seen Cherry nearly as much all summer. In fact, Chantal had barely seen anyone other than Christian and Annelise all summer considering her hectic schedule and above a good number of people, Chantal did miss Cherry a lot. And Isabella. Pulling away, she dragged the blonde into the connected kitchen and dining room, releasing her once the got to the island that Annelise sat at. "Btw, we seriously need to catch up, but is there anything you want to drink? Mimosa? Orange juice? Coffee?" Of course, at this point, Cherry was welcome to just raid the house, but that never stopped Chantal from being a hostess. It was just something her Mama had instilled in her.
"Can you chill for five damn seconds?" She snapped and turned back to the concoction in the large silver bowl, not catching the cool look of admonishment on Annelise's face. Luckily for the two, since it was too early for them to get into an argument, another one of the home's chefs came out to bring Annelise's plate of warm food. Her Belgian waffle consisted of almond milk being mixed with SlenderBlend protein supplement powder before being added to the batter. Annelise had started SlenderBlend last year, opting for the Glow Collection since it spoke to what she felt like she needed. Digging in, her gaze bore a heated hole in Chantal's back and the singer steadily ignored it. Again, Annelise didn't know everything and the truth of the matter was that Chantal was typically nicer to those younger than herself. She remembered being a freshman and the anxiety that had come with auditioning and working with upperclassmen. So, she had already invested her thoughts into being just a bit nicer. Still blunt since everyone needed a bout of honesty, but with encouragement if given the right attitude by the girls that came. And Annelise adding that Deanna could have been captain was just another thorn in her side. That had been the debate the coach had been internally having, she had admitted. Eventually, Chantal's dedication, the fact that she choreographed so many of their routines in the last few years (including the one that brought them the championship last year), and the fact that she had been so passionate about her craft led to the final decision. Deanna could have been up for captain, but Chantal deserved it and she didn't need anyone reminding her that it could have been the other way around.
Christian smirked at the text from Casper, which hadn't taken long to be received considering the time. Again, Christian himself wasn't typically awake, but he had stayed over at Allison's place last night and needed to leave. Like, quick and in a hurry. The girl had already seemed like the type to get attached easily and had proven it yesterday, and Christian bailed before she even woke up. Was it fair? Probably not. Did he care? Honestly, not really.
To: Casper
Cool. Gonna be playing video games.
Checking a few messages from his father stating that he and Chantal's mom were staying in Calabasas with a friend, Christian had just stepped into the narrow hallway and sensed a presence only to see Cherry. "Sup, Cherry? Love the summer tan, by the way," he commented offhandedly, eyes returning to his phone for a second to respond to his mother before focusing back on the blonde. His eyes fell for a second, noticing the absence of a tiny person. "Surprised your Wonder Twin's not with you. The girls are in the kitchen." It was a moment of silence afterwards, and just a bit awkward since Cherry was convinced that she needed to keep what they had a secret. Which was pretty wise since Chantal would kick his ass if she found out, but Chris liked playing with fire and in pursuit of walking past her, he also stopped so that he could whisper in Cherry's ear. "And if you get a little bored, you know where my room is." Winking at the glare she was sure to give him, Christian only smirked and kept on forward in pursuit of playing a video game as he waited for his omelet.
Two seconds later, Annelise had turned around to see the blonde. Christian had basically announced her presence when he said that she and Chantal were in the kitchen. The brunette simply smirked before righting herself in her stool, crossing her legs and digging her fork into a fluffy piece of waffle while announcing, "Awww, look. Polly Pocket's here. And look, she's even dressed like the one I had when I was five." Annelise even tossed an amused sneer over her shoulder to boot, not seeing Chantal's frown. However, the singer didn't take too long in glaring at the queen bee. Instead, she smiled, running her hands under warm water to get batter off her fingers. Drying them off on a stray towel, she immediately made her way over to the blonde and pulled her into a tight hug, exclaiming, "Best friend!" She hadn't seen Cherry nearly as much all summer. In fact, Chantal had barely seen anyone other than Christian and Annelise all summer considering her hectic schedule and above a good number of people, Chantal did miss Cherry a lot. And Isabella. Pulling away, she dragged the blonde into the connected kitchen and dining room, releasing her once the got to the island that Annelise sat at. "Btw, we seriously need to catch up, but is there anything you want to drink? Mimosa? Orange juice? Coffee?" Of course, at this point, Cherry was welcome to just raid the house, but that never stopped Chantal from being a hostess. It was just something her Mama had instilled in her.
Dialogue Color: #ff0055 || Cherry's Outfit
"Awww, look. Polly Pocket's here. And look, she's even dressed like the one I had when I was five." Cherry rolled her eyes at Queen Bee's comment. "Yeah, nice to see you too Annelise," she stated just as she was engulfed in a hug by Chantal, her best friend. Cherry returned the hug and sat down on one of the stools in the kitchen as she was offered drinks to choose from. "I'll just have a coffee," she responded. "You do remember how I like it, right?" she questioned with a small, sarcastic smirk. Of course Chantal did. She knew almost everything about her, though it has been a long time since they spent any time together. It was nice to see her.
Cherry honestly couldn't believe the summer was already over. She just wished she already graduated so she could stay home with Isabella all day and do anything she wanted. But of course, school had to be taken care of first, she was just glad she was a senior this year. "After school do you want to come to my place for a swim? You can stay for the night if you want," she glanced over at Annelise, "You're welcome to tag along as well if you'd like." If Cherry were being honest with herself, if it weren't for Chantal being friends with Annelise, she wouldn't even associate with her. Yeah, they happen to be friends, but they were never all that close. The only time they hung out was when Chantal had her around. They never did anything together.
Taylor & Tyler Cunningham
Tyler had rose from his bed a bit earlier this morning and went downstairs to make a small breakfast for himself and his brother, Taylor, who was rushing down the stairs and fully dressed for the day. "Oh, hey, bro. I made us some breakfast." Tyler spoke as Taylor made an apologetic face then grabbed his car keys. "Oh, sorry, I am going to have breakfast with some of the Royals." Tyler lowered his head with muttered words but Taylor couldn't make them out and didn't even bother to as he waved his brother goodbye then exited the house. Tyler sighed while staring at the other empty plate, wondering who could he invite over for breakfast at his place. There was Raquel but she'll just talk about herself and he didn't really want to deal with that early this morning before school. Blair crossed his mind so he just went with his instincts and texted him.
To: Blair
From: Tyler
Want 2 come over and eat breakfast with me? My bro sort of ditched me.
Tyler hit the send button and sighed softly while putting the plates in the microwave and going upstairs to shower, brush his teeth and put on an outfit. Tyler then set the table with the necessary utensils then sat his plate down and grabbed the glass jug of orange juice and sat it down on the table as well. He continuously glanced at his phone to see if Blair had texted him back or not but hoped that he wouldn't turn down his offer. With another sigh, Tyler started to sort of nit pick at his breakfast.
Taylor was outside, sitting his vehicle while pulling out his cell phone and texting Annelise back.
To: Annelise
From: Taylor
I'll b there shortly.
Taylor sent the message then backed out of their driveway, making his way towards Chantal's home. Upon arriving, he parked his car in the appropriate area then got out, locking his car with the simple click of a button. He walked up the few steps before reaching the door and opening them, making a small trek towards the inside. Of course, he could instantly feel like he didn't belong there but mustered up his strength and held his head up high. "Hello? Anybody home?" He'll asked while entering the dining hall, seeing Cherry, whom he smiled at a little then eyed Annelise and Chantal, which he offered them a small wave.
"So, what's for breakfast?" He'd ask while walking a bit closer to them now and standing beside the table. "Also, thanks for inviting me." He continued to say while looking at the ladies before him, speaking a little bit nervously. "Uhm, where is Christian?"
To: Blair
From: Tyler
Want 2 come over and eat breakfast with me? My bro sort of ditched me.
Tyler hit the send button and sighed softly while putting the plates in the microwave and going upstairs to shower, brush his teeth and put on an outfit. Tyler then set the table with the necessary utensils then sat his plate down and grabbed the glass jug of orange juice and sat it down on the table as well. He continuously glanced at his phone to see if Blair had texted him back or not but hoped that he wouldn't turn down his offer. With another sigh, Tyler started to sort of nit pick at his breakfast.
Taylor was outside, sitting his vehicle while pulling out his cell phone and texting Annelise back.
To: Annelise
From: Taylor
I'll b there shortly.
Taylor sent the message then backed out of their driveway, making his way towards Chantal's home. Upon arriving, he parked his car in the appropriate area then got out, locking his car with the simple click of a button. He walked up the few steps before reaching the door and opening them, making a small trek towards the inside. Of course, he could instantly feel like he didn't belong there but mustered up his strength and held his head up high. "Hello? Anybody home?" He'll asked while entering the dining hall, seeing Cherry, whom he smiled at a little then eyed Annelise and Chantal, which he offered them a small wave.
"So, what's for breakfast?" He'd ask while walking a bit closer to them now and standing beside the table. "Also, thanks for inviting me." He continued to say while looking at the ladies before him, speaking a little bit nervously. "Uhm, where is Christian?"
ANNELISE~ROTHSCHILD
[Chantal's Hair Color]
[Christian's Outfit]
[Chantal's Jam]
Chantal's Dialogue Color: #C8A2C8 || Annelise's Dialogue Color: #81D8D0 || Christian's Dialogue Color: #0020C2
"Oh, I totally forgot. Didn't even remember to stock up on your favorite creamer or anything," Chantal remarked with a sly smirk, only jesting of course. Chantal could forget what assignment was due the night before, but small things like how her friends took their drinks or their allergies were always on her mind. Going back to check on the French Toast and then the frittata she knew was in the oven, Chantal gave her chef a pat on the back before heading to the coffee machine. One batch had already been brewing and was finished with the other still doing what it needed, so she concentrated on the fresh pot of coffee while listening to Cherry. Before she could even say a word, Annelise had already piped up. As soon as Cherry even asked Chantal to come over, Annelise knew she wasn't going to go. She also knew that she was already making plans for the evening. "Oh, sweetie, she is all yours for the night. Especially since some people," she chanced a glare at Chantal while skewering a piece of waffle on her fork, "aren't even gonna be there for Dominic's party on Sunday. Besides, I'm not the type for sleepovers with little critters crawling around." She finished, referring to Isabella in that last portion of her statement. Chantal rolled her eyes. "I am not missing the TCAs for a party that Dom is probably gonna throw again in a month. I'll just send some vodkas and models his way." A beat later, she glared at Annelise while handing Cherry her mug of coffee. "And don't call my baby a critter. She's an angel." Annelise only shrugged her off.
While Chantal busied herself with preparing the omelets, Annelise was the first to hear the male voice in the hallway. She didn't recognize it at first and slowly turned in her stool, eyeing Taylor slowly before turning back around. "Chris, one of your lapdogs are here!" She called to the other Royal, who was in the midst of an Assassin's Creed session in the room next over. He only tensed for a second at the sound before smirking and yelling back, "Stop being a bitch, Annie. Idk who that is, but I'm here! And hurry up with my food!" While also pausing the game to send a text to another friend.
To: Dominic
CJ's cooking breakfast if u want any. Just 2 let u kno, her omelets r da best. Hands down
Chantal couldn't help herself and flipped her brother off even though he couldn't see her, before turning her attention to Taylor. She wasn't really mad that Chris invited his friends since she always made enough to feed a village, but she definitely did have something for her brother when she saw him. "Hey, Chris is in the other room, one door over. Grégory's got waffles, regular eggs, turkey bacon and sausage over on that counter with the muffins and fruit. Juices are in pitchers, coffee over here, and if you want anything special, just ask any of the staff. They've been running in and out all morning...and baby!" Chantal was cut off in the middle of her sentence to Taylor when her fellow band member, Lauren, came in behind him along with two seniors, one of whom was no longer a cheerleader to her grades. Immediately, despite having seen the raven-haired girl early in the morning, Chantal lunged at her. Annelise only rolled her eyes at the display of affection and the increasing amount of people, hurrying up to finish her food. She honestly didn't care to be around for the other cheerleaders to be here and for all of the "girl time" Chantal wanted to have with everyone.
"Well, this has been fun but some of us have actual plans for the day," Annelise declared, finishing up the syrupy goodness. Lauren offered her a frosty smile, just like Sienna and the other cheerleader. Annelise barely even acknowledged them. She simply glanced back at Cherry. "Don't get to comfortable in your Hello Kitty jammies, mkay? I'll hit you guys up with the deets later, but we're all hanging out tonight." With that said, Annelise exited the area with Lauren and Sienna parting to give her room as she went. Immediately afterwards, both girls rolled their eyes, swore under their breaths, and Chantal couldn't help but laugh. She loved her bestie, truly did, but she was more demanding than she needed. "Anyways, now that that bitch is gone, everyone needs to tell me about their summer. Except you Lauren. Last thing I need is a reenactment of you trying to do a split while we were playing hide-and-seek on the bus." Chantal laughed as Sienna demanded details, taking Annelise's forgotten stool as she waited for the food to be finished and just enjoying being with her girls again. Which also included texting Deanna to make sure she was still coming since she was one of the only girls not present.
To: Dee
Breakfast's almost ready, u still coming?
While Chantal busied herself with preparing the omelets, Annelise was the first to hear the male voice in the hallway. She didn't recognize it at first and slowly turned in her stool, eyeing Taylor slowly before turning back around. "Chris, one of your lapdogs are here!" She called to the other Royal, who was in the midst of an Assassin's Creed session in the room next over. He only tensed for a second at the sound before smirking and yelling back, "Stop being a bitch, Annie. Idk who that is, but I'm here! And hurry up with my food!" While also pausing the game to send a text to another friend.
To: Dominic
CJ's cooking breakfast if u want any. Just 2 let u kno, her omelets r da best. Hands down
Chantal couldn't help herself and flipped her brother off even though he couldn't see her, before turning her attention to Taylor. She wasn't really mad that Chris invited his friends since she always made enough to feed a village, but she definitely did have something for her brother when she saw him. "Hey, Chris is in the other room, one door over. Grégory's got waffles, regular eggs, turkey bacon and sausage over on that counter with the muffins and fruit. Juices are in pitchers, coffee over here, and if you want anything special, just ask any of the staff. They've been running in and out all morning...and baby!" Chantal was cut off in the middle of her sentence to Taylor when her fellow band member, Lauren, came in behind him along with two seniors, one of whom was no longer a cheerleader to her grades. Immediately, despite having seen the raven-haired girl early in the morning, Chantal lunged at her. Annelise only rolled her eyes at the display of affection and the increasing amount of people, hurrying up to finish her food. She honestly didn't care to be around for the other cheerleaders to be here and for all of the "girl time" Chantal wanted to have with everyone.
"Well, this has been fun but some of us have actual plans for the day," Annelise declared, finishing up the syrupy goodness. Lauren offered her a frosty smile, just like Sienna and the other cheerleader. Annelise barely even acknowledged them. She simply glanced back at Cherry. "Don't get to comfortable in your Hello Kitty jammies, mkay? I'll hit you guys up with the deets later, but we're all hanging out tonight." With that said, Annelise exited the area with Lauren and Sienna parting to give her room as she went. Immediately afterwards, both girls rolled their eyes, swore under their breaths, and Chantal couldn't help but laugh. She loved her bestie, truly did, but she was more demanding than she needed. "Anyways, now that that bitch is gone, everyone needs to tell me about their summer. Except you Lauren. Last thing I need is a reenactment of you trying to do a split while we were playing hide-and-seek on the bus." Chantal laughed as Sienna demanded details, taking Annelise's forgotten stool as she waited for the food to be finished and just enjoying being with her girls again. Which also included texting Deanna to make sure she was still coming since she was one of the only girls not present.
To: Dee
Breakfast's almost ready, u still coming?
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Raquel Lewis
"I've got thirty-six expressions. Sweet as pie but tough as leather."
The opening lyrics to Barbra Streisand's classic hit "The Greatest Star" could be heard throughout the home of Raquel Lewis as she sung along with the tune. Honestly, she knew the song forwards and backwards, if anyone was to test that judgement, they'll shut up after hearing her achieve the impossible. Raquel was up earlier than usual as she did her usual exercise training and jog around the block. She was now getting ready to shower and brush her teeth, which she did in a matter of thirty minutes.
Emerging from the steam filled bathroom with a towel wrapped around her slender body and even her hair, she sat down at her vanity mirror and applied a small coat of makeup upon her face. Raquel then smiled brightly before getting up and opening her closet doors, tapping her chin with her index finger. It was the first day of school and her Senior year, so she had to dress to impress and look better than anyone that came up to her today. While complementing on what to wear, she took a few choices and placed them up against her body while making faces of disgust at the outfits that she would not be caught dead in.
Finally, she decided on what to wear. She placed upon her body a purple blouse, along with a matching purple skirt that went well above the knee. She even adorned her feet with a pair of purple, blue heels then walked over to a tall mirror that was in her room, examining over herself before exiting her room and walking down the stairs, seeing her cook, Maria, making breakfast. It was six thirty in the morning, so she had at least a few more minutes to eat something.
Maria sat a plate down in front of her as soon as she sat down. With a bright smile, she thanked Maria and started to eat. While eating, she reminisced about her weekend before school. Raquel didn't really do anything except catch up on her summer reading and new ideas for the Glee Club this year. She wasn't quite as popular as she deemed herself to be but was hoping to change that this year. After eating for a few minutes, the sound of a horn honking outside made her come out of her thoughts and get up from her seat after taking another sip from her glass cup that contained orange juice. "Alright, see you guys later."
She waved goodbye to her maids and butlers then walked outside, where she was greeted by her driver, Cecil. She didn't feel like driving on the first day, so her dads hooked her up with their driver. "How are you doing this morning, Miss Raquel?" Cecil asked her as she smiled and nodded her head. "Good. Thanks for asking." Raquel said while getting in the vehicle and immediately taking pictures of herself and posting them on Instagram with hashtags such as #Back2School, #BitchIsBack, #CantWait and even #Dress2Impress and #StoptypingRaquel.
As the drive to Hollywood High wasn't really a long one, it seemed like it. As they neared towards the building, her stomach starting churning and she was getting nervous. She didn't really know why but she was. Cecil slowed the car down and got out, opening Raquel's door as she breathed then got out of the vehicle. She hugged Cecil with a smile. "See ya' later." She spoke while walking up the few steps in front of the school and immediately opening up one of the doors. She seen some faces that she had never seen before and even some that she did. Raquel waved towards the people she knew and even stopped to have small conversations with them about their summer and events last weekend.
As soon as she was done with her conversations, she walked right into the auditorium and squealed as she saw that it was the same as she remembered it. Looking around, she saw no one and decided to go onto the stage and stand there. Raquel inhaled then exhaled before opening her mouth to start singing a song. She had to get ready for this year's showcase, Glee Club auditions, musicals and so much more so why not sing a song when no one else is around - At least, she hoped. When she was finish singing, she looked out towards the empty seats and just smiled, still standing there for a few more moments before hearing the bell ring to start the first class period of the year.
What a year it shall be.
Kayleen had only arrived in Beverly Hills the night before, and she was already wishing that she was back home. She knew that it wasn't right to not even give this new life a chance, but she didn't like change. She didn't need change, or her dad, or her step family, and she sure as hell didn't need Beverly Hills or a new high school. Things had been perfect back in Montana! Sure, she wasn't quite as content with it when she was living there as she wanted to make it seem now, but she would take back everyone one of the petty complaints she made about how boring her life was if she could just move back. She wanted to curse her mother and blame her for being inconsiderate. Did she really need to accept some university position in Europe and ruin Kayleen's senior year? As if accepting the job wasn't bad enough, it was even more obnoxious knowing that she wasn't actually doing it for career reasons, and only because her fiance worked there as well. The reminder that her mother was willing to abandon her daughter to be with some man that she had known for only a little over a year made Kayleen's stomach feel even more sick than it already did. She didn't like to think of herself as someone who naturally anxious, but ever since her plane touched down, her stomach had been in knots. She wanted to blame it on her new bedroom feeling cold and impersonal, or how her father had left for work before she had even woken up, but whether she would admit it or not, she was nervous about going to a new school. Admitting that she was anxious about not knowing anyone, other than her stepbrother Caspian, who was basically a stranger anyway, was out of the question, but despite having self-confidence and an "I don't give a shit" attitude, Kayleen was human. She wasn't as hard and cold as she had tried to prepare herself to be, and going from a big fish in a little pond to a little fish in a big pond was going to be a change.
Her entire wardrobe hadn't been shipped to her father's home yet and as Kayleen freaked out over what to wear, it was apparent. Despite having enough clothes to wear a different outfit everyday for a few months, she felt like she had nothing to wear. She changed outfits a few times as her mood that morning shifted from wanting to look so good that no one dared to talk to her, to wanting to wear pajamas to show how she looked good no matter what she was wearing, and then to wanting to wear something average, to display her natural beauty but not stand out to a point where anyone would really notice her. She decided on the last one, only considering that the cropped t-shirt she was wearing might be against a dress code when she was already in the black Cadillac Escalade that the family's chauffeur led her to. Oh well. Maybe they'll be strict enough that a crop top will get me expelled and I'll have to move back home... she thought optimistically. Caspian must have taken his own car to school, because the chauffeur left without him. Again, Kayleen tried to reassure herself that it was better that she was showing up alone. She didn't know Casper well enough that a car ride alone with him wouldn't have been awkwardly silent, or filled with forced small talk. At the same time, could showing up and standing alone for the fifteen minutes before classes started be any better than that? By the time they reached the school, Kayleen was positive that the latter would be worse. Rather than get out of the car when they pulled up in front of the high school, she ordered the driver to circle the block until there were only five minutes left until the first bell.
She would have waited until the very last minute, but she remembered that she had no idea what the school's setup was, and with her luck, she'd end up completely lost. Like with the dress code, the idea of cutting class and purposely getting herself into enough trouble to be kicked out of the school crossed her mind, but she wasn't really as big and bad as she tried at the moment. So, with her Fendi backpack pulled tightly over her shoulders, she ventured into her new school, easily feeling even more lost as she drifted into the sea of students entering the building. Almost all of them seemed familiar with each other. Even the students that appeared to be freshman looked as if they had come into the new school with other freshman friends of their own, and her anxiety was quickly making her stomach knot up again. She did her best to keep herself composed though, a blank expression on her face as she weeded her way through the crowd and in search of her French IV classroom. The sooner I get through this day, the better, she thought, trying to distract herself from how badly she wished she was home.
Her entire wardrobe hadn't been shipped to her father's home yet and as Kayleen freaked out over what to wear, it was apparent. Despite having enough clothes to wear a different outfit everyday for a few months, she felt like she had nothing to wear. She changed outfits a few times as her mood that morning shifted from wanting to look so good that no one dared to talk to her, to wanting to wear pajamas to show how she looked good no matter what she was wearing, and then to wanting to wear something average, to display her natural beauty but not stand out to a point where anyone would really notice her. She decided on the last one, only considering that the cropped t-shirt she was wearing might be against a dress code when she was already in the black Cadillac Escalade that the family's chauffeur led her to. Oh well. Maybe they'll be strict enough that a crop top will get me expelled and I'll have to move back home... she thought optimistically. Caspian must have taken his own car to school, because the chauffeur left without him. Again, Kayleen tried to reassure herself that it was better that she was showing up alone. She didn't know Casper well enough that a car ride alone with him wouldn't have been awkwardly silent, or filled with forced small talk. At the same time, could showing up and standing alone for the fifteen minutes before classes started be any better than that? By the time they reached the school, Kayleen was positive that the latter would be worse. Rather than get out of the car when they pulled up in front of the high school, she ordered the driver to circle the block until there were only five minutes left until the first bell.
She would have waited until the very last minute, but she remembered that she had no idea what the school's setup was, and with her luck, she'd end up completely lost. Like with the dress code, the idea of cutting class and purposely getting herself into enough trouble to be kicked out of the school crossed her mind, but she wasn't really as big and bad as she tried at the moment. So, with her Fendi backpack pulled tightly over her shoulders, she ventured into her new school, easily feeling even more lost as she drifted into the sea of students entering the building. Almost all of them seemed familiar with each other. Even the students that appeared to be freshman looked as if they had come into the new school with other freshman friends of their own, and her anxiety was quickly making her stomach knot up again. She did her best to keep herself composed though, a blank expression on her face as she weeded her way through the crowd and in search of her French IV classroom. The sooner I get through this day, the better, she thought, trying to distract herself from how badly she wished she was home.
[Annelise's Hairstyle]
[Annelise's Instagram Collage]
[Annelise's Playlist]
Annelise's Dialogue Color: #81D8D0 || Thought Color: #786D5F
By the time seven in the morning had rolled around, Annelise was already dressed, done up, and posting her attire for the day on Instagram which received likes as soon as she posted it. It was a pretty tame attire for a girl who had thrown her room around like a tornado, but simplicity had seemed the best route. Plus, she felt and looked like the queen she had always been, so that was a plus. The very long cardigan was simply an addition since she knew HHS had a habit of cranking the AC all the way up and Annelise would be damned if she caught a cold on the first day of school. Not bothering to do too much with her hair, she had tossed her luscious locks into a semi-messy ponytail before rifling through her jewelry. She decided on Juicy Couture pieces she still had around, a bracelet and dangling earrings. Grabbing her Michael Kors bag, Annelise had been officially ready and ran downstairs to get her breakfast.
While on most mornings she showed up with Chantal without fail, this morning proved to be the start of something different. Her best friend was awake, yes, but with another cheerleader and probably going to round up a few of the other Devil Girls so that they could arrive together. That mentality led her to texting all of her Royal girls and insisting on meeting in the parking lot. They used to do it when she first became a Royal, but that togetherness had stemmed from them having a very sweet, motherly queen before. And Annelise Rothschild was far from motherly, but she did enjoy the idea of it. Besides, she needed to assert her claim on the throne and what better way was to have all of her girls with her? With that thought in mind, she barely greeted her staff as she grabbed her Slender Banana and Oat Shake, made from her Slender Blend protein powder, and headed out to her Ferrari.
"So, tell me about these new kids," Annelise said, which was more of a demand, but Amber was quick to answer her. As soon as Annelise had pulled up onto campus, the redhead and her newly blonde bestie, Brooke were both waiting. The others were on their way and Annelise had text Chantal to make sure she wouldn't be late. And knowing her, if Chantal wasn't late, Christian wasn't going to be late either. As Amber regaled her with the information Annelise had honestly not felt like finding out through social media, she allowed her gaze to fall onto the students who were arriving. The familiar throng of students passing by, the excitement of seeing friends again, the eyes that roved over her vehicle since everyone knew that it was she who had taken the crown - it was all exciting. And honestly, she couldn't wait for the drama that would unfold this year. When it seemed like Amber was done, Annelise hummed almost thoughtfully before turning the engine off, sliding Chanel shades over her face. "Alright, bitches, let's be out. If they're not here now, then they're late and I'm not waiting." Annelise had never waited for anyone, not even Chantal - not even the former queen. And that damn sure wasn't going to change today.
With that, Annelise Rothschild led her Royal girls into the school, making her debut as the new queen of mean.
While on most mornings she showed up with Chantal without fail, this morning proved to be the start of something different. Her best friend was awake, yes, but with another cheerleader and probably going to round up a few of the other Devil Girls so that they could arrive together. That mentality led her to texting all of her Royal girls and insisting on meeting in the parking lot. They used to do it when she first became a Royal, but that togetherness had stemmed from them having a very sweet, motherly queen before. And Annelise Rothschild was far from motherly, but she did enjoy the idea of it. Besides, she needed to assert her claim on the throne and what better way was to have all of her girls with her? With that thought in mind, she barely greeted her staff as she grabbed her Slender Banana and Oat Shake, made from her Slender Blend protein powder, and headed out to her Ferrari.
"So, tell me about these new kids," Annelise said, which was more of a demand, but Amber was quick to answer her. As soon as Annelise had pulled up onto campus, the redhead and her newly blonde bestie, Brooke were both waiting. The others were on their way and Annelise had text Chantal to make sure she wouldn't be late. And knowing her, if Chantal wasn't late, Christian wasn't going to be late either. As Amber regaled her with the information Annelise had honestly not felt like finding out through social media, she allowed her gaze to fall onto the students who were arriving. The familiar throng of students passing by, the excitement of seeing friends again, the eyes that roved over her vehicle since everyone knew that it was she who had taken the crown - it was all exciting. And honestly, she couldn't wait for the drama that would unfold this year. When it seemed like Amber was done, Annelise hummed almost thoughtfully before turning the engine off, sliding Chanel shades over her face. "Alright, bitches, let's be out. If they're not here now, then they're late and I'm not waiting." Annelise had never waited for anyone, not even Chantal - not even the former queen. And that damn sure wasn't going to change today.
With that, Annelise Rothschild led her Royal girls into the school, making her debut as the new queen of mean.
[Christian's Outfit]
[Chantal's Instagram Photo]
[[url]Christian's Playlist[/url]]
Chantal's Dialogue Color: #C8A2C8 || Christian's Dialogue Color: #0020c2
"I swear to God, if you two aren't done in two seconds, I'm leaving both of your asses and you'll be late for school," Christian barked through the driver's side window of Chantal's last birthday present from Julian, which was a 2016 Bugatti Chiron. She would definitely deny it if asked, but Chantal definitely squealed when she first saw the luxury car and had been in love with it from the moment she laid eyes on it. Of course, she didn't even want to hear the price on it and had accepted without question. And Christian currently sat on the driver's side, impatiently glaring at his sister and her fellow bandmate.
The girls, despite having had an exhausting weekend performing at the Pandora Summer Music Festival and having an appearance at the Teens Choice Awards, had been up before him. Well, most people were up before Christian. Instead of being a good father and actually being home to wake his son up, Julian decided to give one of the maids the password to Christian's phone to set up an alarm - an alarm that sounded like a horn that could make even the deaf hear again. It was Julian's first prank of the year and Christian vowed to get him back. Luckily for Chantal, her mom had settled for a call and wishing her a good first day. Lauren had felt too tired to wake up when they stopped at her home, so she stayed glued to Chantal's side and had collapsed in her bed. Which meant that she was borrowing clothes from her other close friend, which they had done several times during the summer. Her look was rather simple seeing as how she was too tired to even want to eat the breakfast that had been prepared until a travel mug of coffee was placed beside her. Lauren was known for having this dark, edgy look to her so the outfit was fine and she only took a rock&roll style bracelet that she was definitely going to keep from Chantal. Her and Christian, surprisingly, were done before even the dark-skinned beauty.
Which wasn't even her fault, really. Annelise had been texting her nonstop with nerves that made even Chantal a bit anxious, which was different considering Annelise didn't always appear as unnerved as she really was. And Chantal appreciated the trust, but it was time-consuming trying to pour out all this affection about a throne Chantal gave absolutely no fucks about. Unlike either Deanna or Annelise, Chantal really didn't care about who ran the hallways or who were even the Royals. It didn't matter to Chantal, even when Annelise made it clear that Chantal could have very well been elevated last year. She just had not seen the point and didn't see the point of fretting over it now. Not when it was obvious that Annelise had won and that the throne was hers. Which she ended up telling her bestie before ending the call and hurrying to get dressed. As per her Instagram post, she wore a black short-sleeve top under a short jean overall, which were edgy enough and had a sensible class added by her bandaged heels. While most girls only wore heels for show, Chantal had performed on stage too many times in heels to really have her feet hurting as quickly as others. Plus, her dark, toned legs - which had an extra sheen and smoothness due to her Almond Oil skin products from L'OCCITANE - looked fabulous with them. Chantal would more than likely return to her sweats or more casual looks at some point in the semester, but showing off on the first day was not at all off limits even for her. Her hair was staightened, she wore a thick white-gold bracelet with matching hoop earrings, a Givenchy ring, and she even did a little makeup, adding an edge with her dark blue lipstick. Once she had her Chanel bag and sunglasses, she met the pair downstairs, grabbed her Active Chocolate Shake from Glow Bio, and they were off.
"Chill, chill, we're coming," Chantal finally answered and the girls rushed over from their perching in the nearby park for selfies. It was a little out of the way and they needed to be on campus in about fifteen minutes, but it was worth it. The picture was awesome, Chantal had it posted, and she felt ready for her first day. Christian rolled his eyes and barely waited for them to buckle up before continuing to drive. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you actually wanted to be at school." He snorted at his sister's statement. "As if. I just don't have time to be your chauffeur while you run off doing mini photo shoots." Lauren giggled and Chantal muttered something about him being over-dramatic. Before long, the trio were on campus and Chantal was quick to abandon her brother in favor of walking in with the Devil Girls. Christian, meanwhile, sent a text to a few friends.
To: Taylor, Casper
Shoot me now
"Okay, so slut," Chantal said lowly, only to the girls as they passed by Via Stone's car. She then allowed her gaze to rove the crowd and she saw a few familiar faces and above the girls giggling, she didn't see Cherry yet. Or even Hermann. However, she couldn't stop and look since she had French in a few and after making their entrance for the first time for senior year, the girls parted ways with Lauren continuing on with Chantal to their first class of the semester. Meanwhile, she let Annelise know of her arrival before texting a few friends. She wasn't close to Bea, but she still felt like including her in case the girl slept in. Which also led her to texting someone she probably shouldn't be starting anything with this early in the morning.
To: Cherry, Rhia, Bea, Hermann
First day jitters bet not have any of ur asses skipping skool.
To: Casper
What? U think ur 2 good 2 b on time 2 skool?
The girls, despite having had an exhausting weekend performing at the Pandora Summer Music Festival and having an appearance at the Teens Choice Awards, had been up before him. Well, most people were up before Christian. Instead of being a good father and actually being home to wake his son up, Julian decided to give one of the maids the password to Christian's phone to set up an alarm - an alarm that sounded like a horn that could make even the deaf hear again. It was Julian's first prank of the year and Christian vowed to get him back. Luckily for Chantal, her mom had settled for a call and wishing her a good first day. Lauren had felt too tired to wake up when they stopped at her home, so she stayed glued to Chantal's side and had collapsed in her bed. Which meant that she was borrowing clothes from her other close friend, which they had done several times during the summer. Her look was rather simple seeing as how she was too tired to even want to eat the breakfast that had been prepared until a travel mug of coffee was placed beside her. Lauren was known for having this dark, edgy look to her so the outfit was fine and she only took a rock&roll style bracelet that she was definitely going to keep from Chantal. Her and Christian, surprisingly, were done before even the dark-skinned beauty.
Which wasn't even her fault, really. Annelise had been texting her nonstop with nerves that made even Chantal a bit anxious, which was different considering Annelise didn't always appear as unnerved as she really was. And Chantal appreciated the trust, but it was time-consuming trying to pour out all this affection about a throne Chantal gave absolutely no fucks about. Unlike either Deanna or Annelise, Chantal really didn't care about who ran the hallways or who were even the Royals. It didn't matter to Chantal, even when Annelise made it clear that Chantal could have very well been elevated last year. She just had not seen the point and didn't see the point of fretting over it now. Not when it was obvious that Annelise had won and that the throne was hers. Which she ended up telling her bestie before ending the call and hurrying to get dressed. As per her Instagram post, she wore a black short-sleeve top under a short jean overall, which were edgy enough and had a sensible class added by her bandaged heels. While most girls only wore heels for show, Chantal had performed on stage too many times in heels to really have her feet hurting as quickly as others. Plus, her dark, toned legs - which had an extra sheen and smoothness due to her Almond Oil skin products from L'OCCITANE - looked fabulous with them. Chantal would more than likely return to her sweats or more casual looks at some point in the semester, but showing off on the first day was not at all off limits even for her. Her hair was staightened, she wore a thick white-gold bracelet with matching hoop earrings, a Givenchy ring, and she even did a little makeup, adding an edge with her dark blue lipstick. Once she had her Chanel bag and sunglasses, she met the pair downstairs, grabbed her Active Chocolate Shake from Glow Bio, and they were off.
"Chill, chill, we're coming," Chantal finally answered and the girls rushed over from their perching in the nearby park for selfies. It was a little out of the way and they needed to be on campus in about fifteen minutes, but it was worth it. The picture was awesome, Chantal had it posted, and she felt ready for her first day. Christian rolled his eyes and barely waited for them to buckle up before continuing to drive. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you actually wanted to be at school." He snorted at his sister's statement. "As if. I just don't have time to be your chauffeur while you run off doing mini photo shoots." Lauren giggled and Chantal muttered something about him being over-dramatic. Before long, the trio were on campus and Chantal was quick to abandon her brother in favor of walking in with the Devil Girls. Christian, meanwhile, sent a text to a few friends.
To: Taylor, Casper
Shoot me now
"Okay, so slut," Chantal said lowly, only to the girls as they passed by Via Stone's car. She then allowed her gaze to rove the crowd and she saw a few familiar faces and above the girls giggling, she didn't see Cherry yet. Or even Hermann. However, she couldn't stop and look since she had French in a few and after making their entrance for the first time for senior year, the girls parted ways with Lauren continuing on with Chantal to their first class of the semester. Meanwhile, she let Annelise know of her arrival before texting a few friends. She wasn't close to Bea, but she still felt like including her in case the girl slept in. Which also led her to texting someone she probably shouldn't be starting anything with this early in the morning.
To: Cherry, Rhia, Bea, Hermann
First day jitters bet not have any of ur asses skipping skool.
To: Casper
What? U think ur 2 good 2 b on time 2 skool?
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