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Charlotte Arnault

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a character in “Another Year at the Buckley School”, as played by BurningBridges

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Name:
Charlotte Lena Arnault

Nickname:
Lottie {friends}
Charlie {family}

Age:
17

D.O.B:
August 1st

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Hometown:
New York, NY

Dialogue Color:
3BAD45

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Personality:
Out of the Arnault twins, Charlotte is definitely the one who is more down to earth and humble. She appreciates the finer things in life and isn't ditching her designer jackets for thrift shop ones, but she also isn't the kind of person who's going to rack up thousands of dollars worth of bills over clothes that she knows she's never actually going to wear. Compared to her sister, she's also far more independent. Another one of her positive character traits comes in the form of being intelligent. She's extremely bright and always has been, and probably would have been regardless of the tutors and expensive schools her parents were able to afford her. Academics have always interested her and she thinks that her introverted personality plays into this. She's the kind of girl who a lot of the time, would truly rather be sitting at home in her pajamas with a cup of tea, studying for her history midterm, over going to some crazy party. Surprisingly, while it's a common side to her, it's not a side that a lot of people would attribute with her character. She doesn't have the reputation for being some sweet little bookworm who stays in every Friday night to catch up on the latest documentary on the History Channel.

More so, Charlotte is known for the personality that she possesses when her friends convince her to get out of the house, because this is the personality that she tends to possess around people in general - regardless of whether it's in the classroom or at a party. The laid back, quiet and thoughtful side of her is reserved for when she's alone, or with very close friends. Otherwise, people see the side of Charlotte that's rough around the edges. She's abrasive and callous, often finding amusement out of calling people out on their bullshit or purposely bringing things up to make them uncomfortable or the situation awkward. She does it because she thinks it's funny, and it's relevant to the sense of humor that she possesses that is somewhat dark, manipulative, and definitely sarcastic. She prides herself in being quick with comebacks, so witty is definitely a word that she would appreciate being used to describe her. As noted, Charlotte has an introverted side to her that surprises a lot of people, but because of this, she tends to be more irritable than normal people would be, when forced into social situations for too long. Her kinda-can-be-considered-playful attitude because actually mean, and she isn't exactly fun to be around. Her social skills could definitely use some improvement, and she's well aware of that. With that in mind, she doesn't mind people being blunt and upfront with her, and pointing out her flaws, because that's how she is with other people. She's sometimes too blunt, but in her defense, she'll only dish what she can take.

One thing that's noteworthy about Charlotte, is that she seems to "go big or go home" in most things that she does. If she's studying for an exam, she's studying to get an 100% on it, and not a point less. If she's at home in bed, she's going to binge watch as much of the series she's watching as she can until she passes out. If she's out with her friends, she's drinking and smoking and getting herself into as much trouble is possible up until a point of getting arrested or passing out. So, while her sense of humor and tendencies to be blunt can be off putting to a lot of people, she's also an enjoyable friend to have around. What might be the most important trait about her, is that to her friends, she's extremely loyal and trustworthy.

Likes:
Nature, being active, competition, marijuana and alcohol, reading, astronomy, people who are witty, adrenaline rushes, green tea, trying new food, travelling, dogs, having her own space

Dislikes:
Constantly having to be social, family parties/events, airheads, fast food, people who can't take a joke, people who think money makes them important, waking up early, black coffee

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Grade:
12

Clique:
Rebels

Lifer?:
No, she started at Buckley in the 7th grade

History:
The head of the Arnault clan is Bernard Arnault, age 67, who is a French business magnate, investor and art collector. He has been the chairman and Chief Executive Officer of LVMH since 1989. From 1973 to 1990, Bernard was in a marriage that produced four children. Following his divorce from this wife, he spent some years dating and returning his focus to his business. In 1997, he met Jacqueline McEnroe, a young artist who was living in New York City at the time. The two began dating, and wed a year later, and a few years after that, they conceived twin girls. Charlotte was the first born, being two minutes older than her fraternal twin sister, Juliette. A year later, the couple had another child, Adrien.

There was nothing really abnormal about Charlotte, growing up. She was a happy kid, one who enjoyed participating in a multitude of sports and activities, such as soccer, basketball, lacrosse, swimming, art classes and violin lessons. She made friends fairly easily, and did exceptionally well in school. Her relationship with her parents was good, and she got along with her sibling well enough. She was more of a tomboy growing up than a girly girl, which was definitely different than her twin sister, who was quite girly and basically a walking replica and best friend of their mother. As Charlotte got older, though, that tomboy side of her began to set her apart from her friends in the Upper East Side, who became fixated on designer clothes and makeup and looking pretty for the approval of their male classmates. She didn't want to go to debutante balls or spend hours in a salon getting her hair done. She wanted to be hopping on the subway and getting off at a random stop, so that she could have an adventure, trying to find her way back home on her own. She wanted to be in Central Park playing baseball with her brother, or in the library looking for a book that she had been recommended by a teacher. All of that pretty and prissy stuff didn't interest her, and maybe she had pushed her friends away too, but she felt like they were the ones pushing her away. It led to a rebellious phase that she still hasn't quite fallen out of yet, but it came back to bite her at the end of sixth grade, when she was caught trying marijuana for the first time in the girl's bathroom at school, with a friend. Both girls were asked to leave the school for good, following the end of the year, which was the nice way of being expelled when you came from money and could afford to buy your way out of any blemishes on your record. Her parents were furious with her, and felt like getting her out of the state and giving her a fresh start would be the best possible option. One of Bernard's friends raved about the education that his daughter got at Crossroads, so it was ultimately where they decided to send his daughters for the remainder of their schooling career. Although Bernard and Jacqueline technically live full time in New York still, they did purchase ahome in Bel Air and at least one of their parents is there most days during the school year.

School Activities:
Charlotte participates in the National Honor Society.

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5'10

Weight:
120 lbs

Eye Color:
Blue

Hair Color:
Light brown/dirty blonde

So begins...

Charlotte Arnault's Story

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xxx"you can't wake up.
xxxthis is not a dream.
xxxyou're part of a machine.
xxxyou are not a human being."

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Danielle shrugged at Charlotte's comment about her high standards. Truth be told, Danielle's standards weren't even that high. She'd hooked up with people at parties before, and it wasn't like she regretted them. It was more that the standard seemed to be at an all time low tonight, or else she was just feeling particularly picky. She was mostly blaming the fact that she was on edge due to the fact that she was going to have to see her mother in only a few short days. The thought made her stomach twist uncomfortably. She forced herself to return to the present, staring down at what she already had on her plate. She retrieved a few chicken wings and decided it was done.

The twisting in her stomach wasn't made any better by Charlotte's light tease about her possibly making a move on Danielle. She knew it was a joke. But God, had she given herself away? Did Charlotte know? Was that a test for Danielle? Just to read her reaction? Danielle forced herself to laugh. "Yeah, good luck with that," she replied. Had her laugh seemed forced? Had her reply been too forced? Was she just giving herself away? Danielle knew that she had a solid amount of alcohol in her system, but it suddenly felt like it wasn't enough, like she needed to be even drunker to try and deal with this. She knew that alcohol was probably only going to make her feel worse in the long run, but she'd take the hangover in the morning if it meant that it would deal with the pressure that was gripping her windpipe right now.

"I'm done here, I'm just going to get out of the way, okay?" She said, before stepping out of the crowd and standing a short distance away. Once away from everyone else, she was able to take a deep breath, to try and calm down without anyone noticing. She shouldn't have eaten before coming, otherwise she'd probably be drunk by now.

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Character Portrait: Cydnee Black Character Portrait: Juliette Arnault Character Portrait: Finn Maxwell Character Portrait: Charlotte Arnault
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C Y D N E E . B L A C K

Dialogue Color: #666666
Location: The Bronson Residence
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F I N N . M A X W E L L
Location: The Bronson Residence | 2nd Floor Bathroom
Outfit: This
Hex Color: #3f8b2c
"The fuck?" The bathroom was small enough that the door swinging open behind him nearly hit him, and he had half the mind to kick back at it to shut it in the face of whoever was trying to interrupt what was going on there. Luckily he didn't, because it wasn't some stumbling drunk moron looking for a free bathroom to use, but Cydnee Black, and with her presence came a bout of soberness as accusations of rape flew into the air. "It's not-- It's not what it looks like! I swear!" Finn insisted, quickly zipping his pants back up. Only then did he look down at Juliette and realize that something wasn't right. Not only was this situation compromising in the first place, since no one wanted to be walked in on mid-hookup, but looking at Juliette in itself made Finn realize that something was wrong.

"Really? What is going on then, if you weren't getting ready to put that dick inside of this girl who's basically passed out?" Cydnee snapped back. She and Juliette weren't friends by any means, but Cydnee was sure that even if she didn't have a secret crush on her cousin's best friend, that she would still defend her in a situation like this. Especially when it was a good-for-nothing jock involved. Out of all of the cliques, it was the least surprising to find a jock doing something like this, and Cydnee now had little doubt in her mind that Finn was the friend of Alan's who Cat couldn't remember the name of.

"She wasn't like that a second ago!" Finn insisted, taking a step towards the girl on the floor before backing up. He was going to kneel down beside her, maybe shake some sense and awareness into her, but he was now aware enough to know that laying a finger on her probably wouldn't be the best look. "Juliette! Tell her!" he had to insist, though, hoping that maybe she would miraculously recollect what had truly happened when he first found her in this bathroom.

No, no, no. Cydnee was not about to let this boy get anywhere near Juliette, and though he seemed to realize that as he backed up, she felt the need to place herself in between them and take a few steps forward on top of that, to back him up even further. "Look, boy," she said, quickly growing intensely serious as a finger prodded him in the chest. She didn't care that she was inches shorter than him. She would swing on him in an instant if she had to. "I'm going to give you a five minute head start before I let her brother know about this. Maybe I'll give him your name. Maybe I'll say I didn't recognize the person who just nearly raped his sister. Depends on how I'm feeling in a few minutes. Regardless, while I get her clothes back on, I suggest you sprint out of this house and maybe down a few blocks, call an Uber, and take your ass home before you really get your ass kicked. I'm not saying this is done, but I might be nice and let it be done for the night."

"I wasn't going to rape her! I would never!"

"Again, that's not what it looked like to me and the clock is ticking. Just go." It was bullshit that he wasn't going to have sex with her. He was putting on a damn condom the second she walked in the story! Cydnee wasn't in the mood to argue, now that her heart was racing with a mixture of shock, fear and anger, and not with Juliette still lying barely-awake on the floor in front of them. She had bigger things to handle right now.

Finn was in full panic mode. He wanted to stay and defend himself, tell Cydnee what really happened, that for all he knew, Juliette had gotten to this nearly-passed out stage in the second that Cydnee had burst into the door. She had asked him to come on to her. Hell, she had even been asking his friends to get him to come on to her (from what he had been told)! He wasn't raping her! He wasn't that kind of person! That accusation was one that was strong enough to make Finn feel more sober than he had in the past hour. Rape was not a joke. Taking advantage of a girl who was unable to consent was not a joke. But Juliette had consented. As far as Finn was concerned, the last few minutes had been amazing for both of them, and it was only now that he was truly realizing that something had changed in her. She hadn't just become more quiet and submissive because she wanted him to take control, like the guys had suggested. She had no choice in that matter, now. She really seemed like she was about to pass out. It scared him for her sake, but there was definitely fear there for his own sake as well, at the mention of Adrien finding out. Finn knew that Adrien would beat the living shit out of him. Ace would do the same. He would be screwed if either of them found out, even if they didn't beat him up. He prayed that Cydnee would have pity on him and hide his identity, but he didn't know her enough to trust that she would. He felt like his hands were tied behind his back at this point; there was nothing to do but leave and do exactly as she said... not only leave Ace's house, but the surrounding area in case Adrien or Ace did come out looking for him, and then call an Uber home when he was already a few blocks away. And that was exactly what he did, as he hurried out of the Bronson household.

With the blonde boy gone, Cydnee locked the bathroom door behind him and knelt down on the tiled floor besides Juliette. Though she felt the need to be compassionate in a situation like this, she couldn't keep all of her bitter sass suppressed as she grabbed the girl's clothes off of the floor and said, "How the hell did you get yourself into this situation?" She doubted the brunette would be able to give her a good answer, and she knew that it wasn't the victim's fault in a situation like this, but still, it had to be said. She spent a good few minutes trying to get Juliette's bodysuit back on her, but her arms were too heavy and the girl felt like dead weight as each of her fingers got stuck in the holes in the material. In the midst of it, Cydnee sent out a text to Charlotte reading, "Come to the upstairs bathroom by the stairs now. Your sister is passed out", then deciding that she had given Finn enough time to escape before this situation came to light. She had given up on the body suit by then, but had redressed Juliette's lower half and opted to shed her own cardigan to slide over Juliette's top half. "I texted your sister to come up here. I think someone slipped something into your drink," she explained.

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Location: The Bronson Residence
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Charlotte hadn't even heard Danielle explain that she was going to wait a little bit away from all of the chaos surrounding the food, but at the same time, she wasn't shocked or worried when she finally turned away with her plate of food and didn't see the girl there. She wasn't the type of person who kept tabs on her friends too much. Charlotte was too comfortable with doing her own thing to ever feel insecure hanging out by herself at a party, and it was easy for her to believe that Dani must have seen another friend and drifted away with them. She would definitely call her out on ditching when she found her again, if only to be playful, but there wouldn't be any real hurt behind it.

She was curious as to where Cydnee went, though, but that was only because she was supposed to be bringing drinks to them. Charlotte's eyes searched for an empty seating area, only to have them first land upon Cat, who seemed unoccupied. The cup in her hand didn't worry Charlotte, only because she was certain that it was filled with soda or juice and not alcohol. Even if she knew that Cydnee had given her alcohol, Charlotte wouldn't have been destroyed by it. She probably would have even found it to be a bit humorous, though it secretly would have made her feel the need to watch over the redhead just a tad bit more throughout the night. As she weighed whether she wanted to approach Cat and wish a headache upon herself this early or not, she got a text from Cydnee. She opened it, assuming that it was the girl telling her to meet her somewhere because she had found a spot to sit for them, but instead read a text about Juliette apparently being passed out. It probably spoke to Charlotte and Juliette's sisterly relationship, in that Charlotte wasn't worried, but actually felt inconvenienced by this text. Juliette had a tendency to over drink, and though admittedly, her friends were good at taking care of her, Charlotte often had to take over by the end of the night. The night was still young now, though, so she was more angry than anything at her sister for what she assumed to be her drinking too much this early on.

She obliged Cydnee's request, though, if only because she felt like it was weird enough in itself that Cydnee felt compelled to text her when Juliette normally had friends of her own by her side. Charlotte didn't put her plate down; she definitely wasn't that concerned, and in the back of her mind, she hoped that Cydnee had gotten the drinks and had them with her before somehow ending up in the second level of Ace's home, but either way, she made her way inside and upstairs. It took a few knocks on the door of the bathroom that Cydnee had specified for it to be opened, but once it was, she found exactly what Cydnee had described. Juliette was on the floor, halfway clothed with Cydnee's cardigan keeping her modest on the upper-half of her body. Though she was smirking at first, the smile faded substantially when she gently kicked Juliette's arm, expecting some sort of drunken, dramatic rebuttal in return, but instead, she received nothing. Her arm fell limply beside her, and though her sister's head moved a little bit and there was a quiet groan, it wasn't the response that she was expecting. This was not Juliette after one too many cocktails. Still, Charlotte was not the type of sister, or even person, really, to become very expressive in her worry or concern. "Don't tell me she tried coke or something, because I'll murder her right here," Charlotte said. Charlotte had some experience in drugs on her own, but even she wasn't big enough in that scene to say that she did anything regularly (or even more than once) aside from marijuana. She expected and knew that her sister had even less involvement in it, but she knew from just looking at Juliette that this was related to some sort of drug. "I don't have to take her to the hospital or anything, right? She's obviously not dead," she said, only then kneeling down to confirm that her sister actually did have a pulse, even though her slight movements earlier basically confirmed that. "I'll call an Uber and text Adrien to come get her. Are her friends around? How did you find her out of all people?" she questioned as she texted Adrien, saying, "Get upstairs now. Juliette's passed out. Definitely from drugs. We're going home and I can't carry her."

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Location: The Bronson Residence
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Cydnee really couldn't act like she was surprised by how nonchalant Charlotte was about this. She could sense that the girl tensed up a little bit when she realized that Juliette wasn't just playing around or being dramatic, but she still wasn't in an all-out panic like most people would be if Juliette was their sibling. Part of it probably had to do with how Charlotte and Juliette interacted in general, but additionally, Charlotte also wasn't a very emotional person. Cydnee was aware of how she preferred to bottle up her feelings, so it was more necessary to be observant and pick up on the little things in Charlotte's behavior when you wanted to figure out what she was truly thinking. "I don't think you have to take her to the hospital," Cydnee confirmed. If they had found Juliette like this and Cydnee hadn't spoken to Cat about why she was like this, it would have been a definite yes that she should go to the hospital. Even the vagueness of Cat's "powder" description meant that a hospital trip was probably a good idea, if only to get some IV fluids to keep Juliette hydrated and to flush the drugs out of her system faster, or to confirm what drug was actually in her system. Knowing that she was this gone because she was drugged was somehow more comforting than seeing her nearly passed out and not knowing why, and Cydnee was sure that she had heard stories of people getting roofied before in college and the likes, and just spending the night in their dorm and then waking up the next morning with the worst hangover ever. "You obviously don't want her to die or something at your house, so it's your call, but..."

She wasn't sure how she wanted to approach the conversation with Cat, and what she had walked in on. It was probably a little sick, but Cydnee liked being the only one who knew. She liked the power that came with that, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to relinquish it so soon. However, this was obviously serious, and Charlotte was a friend. She had to say something since it was her sister on the floor. "Cat vaguely recollected a story to me about watching some jocks put 'powder' into Juliette's drink earlier, which is definitely 'roofie' in Cat-language. That's why I came up here looking for her, right after Cat told me, which was right after I left you. You know, to make sure she was okay and everything..." Could she leave it at that? Let Charlotte just think that Juliette found her way up to this bathroom alone after being roofied, and everything ended there? She could... part of her wanted to... but she found herself continuing to talk fter glancing down at Juliette once more. "Her friends weren't up here but when I came in there was some blonde guy in here. I don't know who he was. Maybe he was from a different school or something, and don't freak out, but she was naked and just as dead as she is now, and he was standing over her ready to put on a condom when I came in." She didn't know how someone could not freak out at that, but then again, this was Charlotte. What she didn't understand even more was why she was keeping Finn's identity a secret, when she owed him absolutely nothing, but she did. "I obviously flipped the fuck out on him and told him to get the fuck out and he did, and that was when I texted you. I don't think he... did anything to her." Saying it aloud made Cydnee realize that she didn't know when Finn had done before she had walked in. They may not have had sex, but who knows what he had done to Juliette before that. She didn't know Finn enough to speak on his character in any way that would require her to defend him.