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Charlotte Bryant

I don't have an issue with doing as I'm told, just give me a good reason to do it

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a character in “Another Year at the Buckley School”, originally authored by phoenixheart, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description




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γ€Œ" How can I protect myself from you? Trust is for fools ” 」
-Bitter Ruin
Trust| Bitter Ruin || The One That Got Away| The Civil Wars || Saint Veronika| Billy Talent |




|Name|

Charlotte Harper Bryant

|Nickname(s)|

Charlie (preferred), Char, Lottie (Dad only)

|Age|

16

|Date of Birth|

27th May 2001

|Astrological Sign|

Gemini

|Nationality|

American

|Ethnicity|

Germanic-American

|Sexual Orientation|

Bisexual

|Sexual History|

Definitely not a virgin

|Relationship History|

Previous casual partners, 1 semi-serious relationship

|Relationship Status|

Single




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γ€Œ"Oh, if I could go back in time When you only held me in my mind” 」




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Height

5'3"

|Weight|

133lbs

|Body Shape|

Athletic. She's pretty much straight up and down

|Body Type|

Mesomorph

|Shape of Face|

Heart

|Skin Tone|

Pale

|Eye Color|

Blue/Grey
|Hair Color? Type? Styles?|

Dark brown, short, pixie cut

|Distinguishing Marks|

Tattoo on her arm. Small scar on the outer shell of her left ear.

|Fashion Sense|

moodboard
Charlie's fashion sense leans to the punkier/rockier edge of things. She favours dark, earthy colours. She generally wears flannel shirts and band and comic t-shirts. If her jeans don't have holes in them, she'll make them have holes. As for shoes, she prefers biker boots and Doc Martens. If formal wear is required, she will wear a dress, but it's pretty rare otherwise that she'll wear a dress or skirt.

|Overall Attractiveness|

She knows she's good. Sure, the androgynous thing she has going on might not be for everyone, but she has the cheekbones of a goddess and complimenting her is gonna be pretty hard for anyone.





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γ€Œ"So be strong enough to hold onto us We're still right here by your side” 」





|Good Traits|

Confident, Strong-willed, Laid back, Protective, Independent, Compassionate, Patient

|Bad Traits|

Self-centered, Impulsive, Arrogant, Secretive

|Personality|

Charlotte is very laid back and has a very long temper with the people around her. With her patience, Charlotte stays calm in a crisis, and is pretty good at keeping a cool head when the situation starts to heat up. Charlotte is intensely loyal to the few friends she has and often goes above and beyond to make them happy. She's is a very principled person and she holds true to her beliefs, even if this might throw her into conflict with the others. Charlotte is very careful with people's feelings, and tries to find the best way not to hurt anyone's feelings, even if that means her own get hurt. She is the kind of friend who will always have your back in a fight unless. She can be the kind of person to give someone way too many second chances, but he does try to see the best in everyone, even if no one else can see it.

Charlotte is a naturally curious person, who has to know the ins and outs of everything. When she finds something that really takes her interest, she can be almost childishly enthusiastic about it, often becoming an avid collector of anything related to the subject and speaking about it at a mile a minute. Charlotte likes being with a small group of people. Large crowds of strangers aren't her favourite thing. She often has several personal projects on the go, and can seem to be quite scatter-brained with all these things to do, bouncing from one to the other. On the surface, Charlotte is very confident in her appearance and her abilities, but beneath it she's constantly questioning her self worth.

|Strengths|
Observant- Having seen everything that Buckley has to offer, Charlotte is pretty good at spotting patterns in people. Tending to play the loud clown, she gets away with knowing a lot more about people than they might realise.

She can laugh at herself and that is always important

|Weaknesses|
She has a tendency to keep people at arms length

|Greatest Joys in Life|

Music, Making people laugh, Chris

|Greatest Fears|

Not going forwards, Being the family disappointment

|Priorities|

Maintaining a decent GPA without getting too serious. It stops being fun when everyone's got a stick up their asses

|Life Philosophy|

This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.




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γ€Œ"Did I ask you to trust me at all?" 」




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|Hometown|

Los Angeles, California

|Upbringing|

Charlotte's upbringing was pretty cool looking back. Before she and Chris started school, the family traveled across the country a lot, and they still travel during the summer, although the circumstances are a little different. When she started school, Charlotte stayed at home with her dad while her mom and Chris traveled. Even when Chris started school, her mom's job kept her travelling for most of the year. The distance took its toll on Mr. and Mrs. Bryant's relationship and when Charlotte was 10, her parents filed for divorce. Her mom came home, wanting custody of Charlotte and Christopher. Eventually, Charlotte stayed with her dad while Christopher stayed with their mom, with Charlotte unable to cope with her mom's sky high expectations of every aspect of her life. Just the two of them, Charlotte and her dad became closer than ever. Unfortunately, he was an overly doting father and let her get away with just about anything apart from lax grades, so when she started acting up at school she wasn't exactly punished by her dad.

|Idol or Hero|

Alice Roosevelt Longworth

|Pets|

Two goldfish called Pongo and Perdita

|Dreams|

Have the kind of life that would make a white guy from the 1950s mad and make Westboro want to picket her funeral

|Education|

Buckley for life





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γ€Œ"I miss the way you wanted me When I was staying just out of your reach" 」




|Household|

Charlotte lives with her dad, stepmom, step brother, and her two dogs

|Pets|

Countess Von Scuttlebutt- Corgi-Jack Russel mix
Earl Yipperton III- Miniature Schnauzer

|Secrets|

Affair- Towards the end of the last school year, she began a short-lived affair with a teacher. It was intense and Charlotte's still dealing with it. She called it off before the school year started again

Suicide Attempt- The summer before her Freshman year, Charlotte made an attempt on her life. Unless Chris blabbed to anyone, she's pretty sure no one at school knows.

AnnMarie- AnnMarie was her dad's mistress before he and Charlotte's mom divorced.

|Summer Spent|

In various location. She spent last summer in Kyoto and Tokyo with her dad and stepfamily.

|Socioeconomic Status|

Upper class. Her parents are more than well off

|Residence|

14330 Valley Vista Blvd, Sherman Oaks, California, USA, 91423

|Transportation|
MV Augusta F4CC Her pride and joy

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γ€Œ"Always said her life was never meant to be Stuck here living someone else's dream" 」




|Dad|
Hugo Bryant is pretty much Charlotte's hero. She knows he's not perfect, but he's close enough for her.

|Mom|
Charlotte loves her mom, she really does, but God, if there was anyone who ever needed to give it a rest, it's Clara Morgan.

|Christopher Morgan|
Her baby brother. She loves him dearly, even if they've kept their distance over the years.

|Jackson Bryant|
Step brother. Sweetheart. He's four, so he's still cute

|AnnMarie Bryant|
Stepmom. Pretty cool. Dispels the evil step-parent myth.

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γ€Œ"Unlock me I mean you no harm" 」




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|Short Term Goals|

Get through high school without killing anyone

|Long Term Goals|

Patch up her relationship with Christopher. Beyond that, she really hasn't got a clue

|Aspirations|

She wants to sing and is pretty much hitting every audition for bands she can find at the moment.[/font]




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γ€Œ"And you got high on every little game" 」




|Grade|

11th

|Lifer? Newcomer?|

Lifer. Buckley through and through

|Scholarship or No?|

No Scholarship

|Clique|

Rebels

|Are you happy here? Why or why not?|

It's ok. It's school, she doesn't really have a strong opinion on it one way or another.

|If you could change your clique, would you? To What?|

Nope. Nearly everyone's got a stick up their asses.

|Clubs or Teams?|

Journalism

|Sports?|

HA!

|What are you looking forward to the most?|

Raising a little hell




|OOC|

Face Claim: Bex Taylor-Klaus
Hex Code: #c85951
Timezone: GMT
Post schedule: Barring ill health, I should be able to post every 2 days if necessary
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So begins...

Charlotte Bryant's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Catarina Valentine Character Portrait: Bea Prinsloo Character Portrait: Samuel Kim Character Portrait: Jasmine Kim Character Portrait: Charlotte Bryant Character Portrait: Jasper Cameron
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Kim's Residence
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Jasmine's creation of Sam, Behati's outfit, Jasmine's outfit
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    XX"Nope. No way..." Jasmine can feel a sigh emanate from the deepest part of her soul. She had already managed, with the help of Behati, to convince her younger brother to attend tonight's party. Not because she thinks he necessarily has to be there, but a little bit of unwinding is surely needed on both their parts. Aside from that, Jasmine knows for a fact that she's not the only one hoping to see him there. However, that battle has already been won and Sam has begrudgingly agreed to attend. The obstacle now is the outfit Jasmine had already picked out for him (convinced that she would by any means get him to show up).

    XXShe stands on the other side of the bedroom door, arms placed on her hips in concern, while her eyes bore holes into the closed door. "Come on Sam, just let us see" he argues as calmly and sweetly as her impulsive nature allows her to. There's a long stretch of silence and finally, much to Jasmine's relief, the wooden structure slowly opens. The sixteen year old boy steps out as if carefully calculating his every step, and a proud smile makes it's way onto Jasmine's red-tainted lips. "How do you feel?"

    XXSam resist an eyeroll with full force, moving in place a bit to make sure the black fitted pants haven't cut off all of his circulation. "Like death" he mutters, extremely tempted to run back into the comfort of his bedroom and pull on his usual sweatpants and plain black t-shirt. Jasmine doesn't fail to catch on and quickly takes his hand, leading him further away from the possibility of barricading himself in his bedroom. "Well you look amazing!" she chimes. "What's the point of having a killer body like that if you don't show it off". The comment alone in enough to make Samuel's pale cheeks tint a heavy pink, and the fact that he and his sister are not the only ones in the room isn't helping his cause. Round, pleading eyes shoot in Bea's direction, desperately hoping she'll say he looks terrible and that Jasmine should not be allowed to dress him ever again.

    XXIt had been approximately forty five minutes since Behati arrived at the Kim's residence, and already she was feeling a bit exhausted. She had gotten a call from Jasmine, on her way out, about needing help to drag Sam from his room and to the party that was about to take place soon. Now, she stood with one heel tapping impatiently, and a hand positioned on her hip.

    XXXXThey were going to be late. Sam was going to make them all late.

    XXStaring at his door, she anticipated for it to open and to see Sam clothed in whatever overdressed, outerwear his sister forced him to wear. But, he didn't and Bea can just imagine her friend on the other side passing back and forth, anxiety hitting him faster than a speeding bullet.

    XXShe felt bad. Really bad. She knew that he didn't want to go, but to some degree Bea wanted him to have one night to enjoy for the sake of memories. It was one party that he had to attend, neither Bea or Jasmine asked for anything more. Bea knew that Jasmine loved her brother tremendously, if she didn't than she wouldn't be going through any trouble dealing with Sam's stubbornness, and Bea wouldn't be there counting down the minutes until she would finally be getting her groove on.

    XXXFifteen minutes passed, and with an exasperated eye roll Bea looked to Jasmine simultaneously jerking her head towards the door as if to say, "go get your brother." Jasmine made no hesitation as Bea watched the petite girl step up to the closed door, eyes peeking through its tiny slits, "Come on Sam," she called, "just let us see."

    XXAt that, there was a click followed by an audible creak as the door swung open and out stepped Sam, careful with each step he took as if he emerged a jester waiting to be laughed at. But, there was only Jasmine and Behati's eyes who saw, and Bea found herself gaping at Sam longer than should be. Her eyes trailing from his black sneakers, noticeably buffed, to his jeans, and his silk shirt its zipper left open revealing a perfectly set of abs, sculpted in all its glory.

    XXBehati knew that Samuel was good looking, but she wasn't the one to praise him for it. His warm personality was reason to forget his physical attributes, and for Bea that was enough. They've been best friends long enough for her to forget that alongside his amiable personality there was a fitted Sam standing before her. Witnessing it brought mixed feelings to Bea uncalled for, and it wasn't long before she felt Jasmine's eyes on her including Sam who gazed up at her from the floor. His dark eyes were pleading for Bea to snap at Jasmine for dressing him, like some Ken doll. But, a part of her also wanted to hug and thank Jasmine for dressing him up, like quote on quote 'some Ken doll.'

    XXFinally, Bea managed to clear her throat, "Jasmine's right, Sammy. You look handsome." Taking a step closer to him, she tugged playfully at his shirt and added, "Are you sure I'm not the Duff in this relationship?" Referencing a well-known movie, her Hazel eyes looked up, greeting him with an honest smile.

    XXSam's dark orbs meet his best friend's for a couple of beats before falling to the wooden floor underneath his new sneakers, provided by none other than his beloved sister. "Of course not. You look beautiful..." he muttered, the pink tint on his cheeks only increasing with every passing second. But he didn't see the point in arguing anymore. It was two against one and, even if it had just been Jasmine he knows he would have ended up losing, but the fact that Bea was present to back her up only tripled the impossible. Letting a triumphant smile settle on her features, Jasmine took a step back to allow Behati to lift up Sam's courage. It most certainly was a good move to call her over. But now about an hour had passed and if they didn't get a move on they were going to be late.

    XX"Great then, let's go!" she exclaimed with a loud clap of her small hands, taking hold of her purse and car keys. "I still have to pick up Cat!" the petite blonde added in alarm upon seeing the Snapchat notification. There's no doubt in her mind they would be late now, but having been able to convince Samuel to not only join them, but to allow himself to look painfully handsome for a night, was definitely a great victory and one worth being late for. Taking a quick snap of her brother's attire without his knowledge, she quickly sent it a couple of people's way. The battle may be won, but the war isn't over and some extra back up won't hurt.

    To: Jasper, Jenna, Charlie
    MSG: Please bombard Sammy with messages and tell him he looks handsome enough to stop traffic.
    Open Attachment


    XXAfter the text had been sent on it's way, Jasmine made sure to reply to cat with a Snapchat of her own and a quick Adorably beautiful as always! We're heading over to pick you up. before strutting towards the door. Or in Sam's case, to the point of no return. It's not that he had anything against parties, or getting dressed up, but it's no secret Sam is clueless when it comes to socializing and, despite what Jasmine and Bea may insist on, he doesn't believe himself handsome enough to pull off the majority of the clothes Jasmine finds him. The thought of "turning heads", as she so excitedly put it, isn't something Sam tends to do nor is it something he knows how to handle. The only comfort is knowing that he won't be alone at this party and if need be, he'll steal Jasmine's car keys and drive right back home where he should be. She can always find another ride.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Genneya Shanks Character Portrait: Finn Maxwell Character Portrait: Charlotte Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Bryant Character Portrait: Christopher Morgan Character Portrait: Jasper Cameron
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C H A R L O T T E . B R Y A N T
Location: Bryant house
Outfit: This
Hex colour: #c85951


Charlotte pulled her boot up her thigh as she hopped on the other foot. She pushed her hair back from her face and took a breath. She grabbed her hairspray and sprayed her hair in place. It was not falling in her face tonight. Ideally, she needed to get her bangs cut, but the party was in the few hours. Looking down at her dress and boot, she realised there was no way she would be able to drive to Charlotte Arnault’s house on her bike, not unless she wanted the entirety of Sherman Oaks to see up her skirt. She was reasonably liberal when it came to sex, and pretty comfortable with her body, but no one wanted an exposure case on their front door. ”Dad!”

”Lottie.” Hugo Bryant’s smooth voice glided down the hallway.

”Can I borrow the car for tonight?”

Charlotte pulled her other boot on while she waited for her dad’s answer. As she came down the hall, she could hear the tinkling of car keys. Hugo threw them to her as she came to the bottom step. Charlotte turned the fob over in her hands. ”You can have the Bentley for the night.”

Charlotte’s face lit up and she hugged her dad tight. β€œThank you!”

”Just be careful with it.”

Charlotte nodded, her face suddenly serious. ”I’ll treat her like my baby.”

She slid into the seat of the Bentley. It was a convertible Continental model. Otherwise known as an absolute dream. Her phone buzzed against her leg and she pulled it out of the pocket she had made. She opened the message and scanned over it and the accompanying picture. She tapped on Sam’s name in her contact list.

To: Sammy
Look at my boy! Look at you go! So gorgeous! I’ll be beating the girls away. Unless you don’t want me to. I’m cool like that. Love ya xx


To: Twinsie
CHARLOTTE! On my way to see your lovely face. Don’t drink everything without me baby. xx






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C H R I S T O P H E R . M O R G A N
Location: Morgan/Rees Household
Outfit:This
Hex colour: #004d3c


Christopher could feel the blood rushing to his head as he stared at the upside down screen. His head was inches from the floor and his feet hung over the back of the sofa. He felt two hands grab his feet. ”Hey Chrissy.

”Tyler.”

Tyler jumped over the back of the sofa and sat next to Chris. ”Why you upside down?”

Chris shrugged. His position made the gesture look awkward. He was usually graceful when he moved. He looked over at Tyler, his nose coming level with Tyler’s shin. Tyler was everything Chris had hoped to be when he grew up. He had an easy charm about him, while Chris was still awkward, discovering who he was beyond Chris Morgan. Tyler had twisted around to sit upside down next to Tyler. ”How’s school?”

”Good.”

”Seeing anyone?

Chris blinked. ”N-no.” Chris scowled as his voice cracked. He cleared his throat. ”No. I’m not seeing anyone. Too busy.”

Tyler caught the catch in his stepbrother’s voice. A grin spread across his face. ”What’s her name?”

Chris got his phone out, ignoring Tyler’s question. His thumbs scattered across the keyboard.

To: Gigi
I need saving from Tyler. Am I coming to you or you coming to me?


”No name. Because I’m not seeing anyone.”

”Chris has got a cru-ush.”

”I will kill you Ty.”






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J A S P E R . C A M E R O N
Location: Cameron house
Outfit: This
Hex colour: #1a9f9b


Jasper’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a text from Finn. He had been granted the apparently rare ability as a man to be able to multitask. He walked, keeping half an eye on the street in front of him, and the rest on his screen. As luck would have it, Jasper was rounding the corner leading to Adrien’s house, via the guidance of Google Maps.

To: Finn
You never heard of good things coming to those who wait? I’ll be there in two


He made to put his phone away when it buzzed again. He frowned. There was no way Finn had got back that quickly. Instead, the message was from Jazz. When he opened the attached picture, Jasper felt his chest tighten. Sam looked good…really good. Jasper ran his tongue along his bottom lip. This was ridiculous. He hadn’t had a crush for years, and now he got one on one of his best friends? Nope.

To: Sam
You look great buddy. And if you don’t come tonight, I will personally kick your ass.


He wouldn’t. He would never be able to do anything that would hurt Sam. Sam might break his heart, but Jasper wouldn’t hurt him. Jasper skipped up the final step and knocked on the front door. As he waited for an answer, a car pulled up at the bottom of a driveway. A dark haired girl that Jasper vaguely recognised from school climbed out. While he definitely appreciated the shortness of her dress and the flash of thigh above her boots, she wasn’t provoking his usual reaction. And she didn’t seem to care either.

”Might as well wait with you.” She looked over to him. ”Charlie Bryant, hi.” No hand was offered for him to shake.

”Jasper. Jasper Cameron.”

”Nice to meet ya Jasper Jasper Cameron.” He knew she was teasing him. Her eyes gave her away. Charlie looked away from him and down to her phone.




To: Twinsie
I’m outside my darling. Come rescue me from the jock.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cydnee Black Character Portrait: Catarina Valentine Character Portrait: Bea Prinsloo Character Portrait: Samuel Kim Character Portrait: Jasmine Kim Character Portrait: Charlotte Bryant
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Jasmine Kim
Outfit: Here
Location: Kim Residence -> Shanks Residence
Dialogue Color: #008080

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Sam held onto the seat belt laying across his chest, terrified for his life. Generally Jasmine is a good driver, but he had forgotten just how lethal she can be behind the wheel when she's in a hurry. "Seriously, the light has been green for like ten hours, what are you even doing!" she protests at the small car in front of them with a couple of honks, earning an exasperated sigh from the boy in the passenger seat. He gives Behati, who's gotten the backseat, an apologetic look on his sister's behalf.

"You know the world isn't going to end if we're a few minutes late." Sam comments, immediately biting the tip of his right thumb in regret. He really shouldn't be the one to talk considering he's the reason they're running behind in the first place, but really it's just a party and no one arrives on time anyway. Of course, Sam is in no hurry to get there. Jasmine, on the other hand, is gas-pedal friendly. Her eyes, hidden behind round sunglasses, dash across the street before the car makes a sharp turn. "No, but I will get an earful from Cydnee if I don't give her the Cat free time I promised." the small blonde huffs, the screeching of the wheels almost drowning out the last few words as the vehicle comes to an abrupt stop in front of a very lavish residence. Jasmine wastes no time to pull out her phone and send Cat a quick text, responding to Jenna's in the process.

To: Kitty Cat
MSG: I'm outside! If you hurry we can stop somewhere to get some ice cream! :)

To: Jenna
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMSG: Be there in 0.5 seconds!

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Samuel Kim
Outfit: Jasmine's creation
Location: Kim Residence -> Shanks Residence
Dialogue Color: #e6e600

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Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, Sam unbuckles the safety belt and transfers himself to the backseat. Bea is probably already exhausted from having to keep up with Jasmine so it's only fair he saves her the struggle of having to keep up with Cat too. He wiggles carefully into the seat, still just as uncomfortable in the clothing as when he first put them on, giving Bea a pained look in the process because in a way his suffering is also her fault. His shirt is now zipped up to just bellow his collar bone and tucked into the black jeans, which he's convinced will explode off of his body if he makes any sudden movements, leaving little to no space for his phone.

As if on gueue, the device begins to buzz uncontrollably the second he sets it on the seat beside him. He picks it up, reading Charlotte and Jenna's messages back to back, his cheeks quickly tinting pink and eyebrows flying up at their content. There's no need for him to wonder how they know what he looks like, this is obviously Jasmine's doing. He can feel the subtle heat in his cheeks increase tenfold and his heart seems to stop for a good minute the moment Jasper's name pops up along with the rest. Out of all the people she could have messaged! Not a word about Sam's growing and most likely unrequited feelings towards the jock have ever left his mouth, but Jasmine has always been exceptionally skilled at reading him. There's no doubt in his mind that she has caught on by now and while part of him is relieved, the other part really wishes she hadn't, precisely because of situations like these.

Sam's dark and rounded eyes shoot upwards to meet his sister's in the rear view mirror, his cheeks now a pair of ripe tomatoes and his tone low and distressed. "Why are you like this?". The feeble protest only earns him a giggle from the girl in the driver's seat, who is clearly very proud of her actions.

"You're welcome!"

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Character Portrait: Finn Maxwell Character Portrait: Danielle Jones Character Portrait: Adrien Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Bryant Character Portrait: Nicholas W. Van Veenen
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CHARLOTTE β–Ώ ARNAULT

Outfit: Outfit
Location: The Arnault Residence
Dialogue Color: #3BAD45

"I guess that's true," Charlotte leveled with a small smile as Danielle reasoned that she had no reason to dress up for her. She was only teasing with the inquiry about the motivation behind it, but all jokes aside, Danielle did look nice tonight. Then again, everyone and everything looked a bit nicer when Charlotte was high. It was easier to be less scrutinizing of the little details, and just feel relaxed and content with everything. That was probably why she didn't groan when she and Danielle entered the kitchen, and her suspicion from earlier was confirmed; that her brother was in the kitchen with a friend. There were lots of other places in the house to eat, especially since even in the evening in December, they were in California, so it wasn't too brisk outside to not be able to spend a little while eating by the pool, but Charlotte was too lazy for that. She set her bags of food down in front of one of the empty seats at the island and signaled for Danielle to sit beside her.

"Of course they're going to Ace's. They're two of his little bitches," Charlotte chimed in, a devious smirk creeping onto her face as she began to pull out smaller, individual containers from the large plastic bag the delivery food came in. She looked towards the boys then, knowing that if she was making eye contact with Danielle while speaking, she would probably actually laugh. "My girl dressed to impress specifically for your boy Ace. Think you can get her some one-on-one time with him?" she pressed, doing her best to sound serious despite the smirk. She knew Dani would probably want to roll her eyes or hit her for it, but that was the fun in it all. She might have tried teasing harder, had she not first been distracted by how good her food smelled, and then secondly, by the texts from Charlie that she was just seeing. It looked like the most recent one had only been sent a minute ago, so she was glad that she hadn't kept her outside waiting too long, especially if what she said was true, and one of Adrien's friends was out there too. "Charlie's here. Let me go get her. There should be beer in the fridge, and probably some of those sugary-as-fuck Mike's Hards that Juliette drinks, and all of the liquor is in the cabinet. Help yourself," she said to Dani, though she hoped her friend knew to help herself regardless.

With that said, she headed back to the door, and opened it to find Charlotte #2, Jasper, and in the distance, a blonde guy that Charlotte recognized as another one of Adrien's friends, Nick. "Adrien is in the kitchen," she said to the guys, not feeling inclined to say much more, since they were Adrien's friends and not hers, after all. Charlie, however, received a bit of a warmer response, as her presence elicited a smile out of Charlotte. "Glad you made it," she said, as she decided to continue her teasing of Dani, even if the girl wasn't present to hear it. "Robo-girl is in the kitchen already. Apparently she wants to fuck pretty boy Bronson, and I think you're the only one who'll be able to talk her out of it."

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Character Portrait: Finn Maxwell Character Portrait: Danielle Jones Character Portrait: Adrien Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Bryant Character Portrait: Nicholas W. Van Veenen
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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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As Charlotte started pulling food out of the bag, Danielle stared curiously into the boxes. She didn't immediately recognise the food, but it smelled fantastic, and she soon claimed one of them as her own, poking a fork cautiously into it. She just rolled her eyes at the comment about getting some one-on-one time with Ace, not even dignifying it with more of a reaction than that. When Charlotte informed her where the alcohol was, she nodded and stood up immediately to grab herself a beer.

She raised an eyebrow as Adrien asked if Charlotte was being serious. "What gave it away?" She asked lightly, taking a sip out of her beer, before smirking at Adrien's comment about his sisters having friends. Honestly, she was sure that people wondered the exact same thing about her. And actually, about most of the rebels. But that was why they were all friends.

She looked up as Adrien glanced over at her. "No, throwing up all over somebody else's house really is the sexiest thing a guy can do," she replied, letting her voice drip with sarcasm. "Or, at least, that's what some guys genuinely seem to think. I don't want anyone within a six foot radius of me if they've thrown up in the past hour. I like these shoes too much to risk ruining them," she added, grinning.

Somebody else came in, and Danielle looked up, nodding to Nick. She didn't exactly know him, but she was at least going to be civil to him. She shoved another forkful of food into her mouth, then grabbed her beer and stood up. "I better go out and make sure your sister isn't spreading too many lies," she remarked, heading out towards the two Charlottes.

In reality, Danielle just wanted to face the inevitable. Charlie was a source of conflict for Danielle, and just sitting in the kitchen, trying not to think about her, wasn't helping. She wasn't coming up with any ways to avoid it, so it was better to just face it. It was hard enough crushing on one of your best friends, but when Danielle was still in the closet, it just made it harder. She brushed herself down, tugged on the end of her skirt, and headed out to the front door.

"Hey, Charlie," she called.

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Character Portrait: Cydnee Black Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks Character Portrait: Camila Santos Character Portrait: Juliette Arnault Character Portrait: Poppy A. Rothschild Character Portrait: Catarina Valentine
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Friday, December 9, 2016 | 8:30 PM


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At some point, Luke had lost Camila, Cydnee and Juliette - not that it was too much of a surprise. Royals just didn't show up to parties with Wannabes, which was fine. He wasn't salty, not at all. Plus, Aaliyah hadn't even been with them when they arrived, remarking that her niece had not been really asleep when Aaliyah had set her in her room. And considering the fact that Aaliyah never really ever, as far as Luke was concerned, didn't leave the house without checking in on the toddler, it made sense that she didn't want to leave when the girl obviously knew that she was still in the house. So, she was just going to get Malcolm to bring her after she made sure that the young girl had something on her stomach that wasn't a snack and was comfortable in her room. It didn't even occur to Lucas to even question it at the time because the tequila sunrise, combined with a shot or three - who's really counting - of the vodka Malcolm had brought, made him giddy for the night ahead of them. So, so what if the Royals promptly ditched him considering the fact that their queen wasn't present to force them to humor him? He didn't need them.

He totally did. Screw whatever his bitter tipsy side said.

Nevertheless, when it hit eight o'clock, Luke was having a pretty good time grinding against this scrumptious looking Animal. It wasn't his scrumptious, super mysterious for no damn reason but obviously in the best way Animal, sure, but Roman wasn't even his to begin with, let alone to be thinking about when he had hot, semi-sweaty male behind him. Buckley may not have been the most...open about a lot of things, especially sexuality, but house parties like these were where there really weren't no rules. You could do what you wanted with who you wanted. Granted, depending on who you were, you would probably want to keep a bit quiet if you were caught with a person far below you on the hierarchy, but again it was a party. Shit happened at a party. Not many took the time to judge at a party. And Luke was taking advantage, sucking down the contents of the wine cooler bottle like it was nothing but water. To him, it was considering it was pretty much a flavored beer and not at all as biting as something like vodka or tequila, but definitely enough alcohol to make him feel A-ok with everything. Including texting Rhapsody.

To: Rhaps
Stop sucking mi brotha's face & come dance wit me

To: Rhaps
Plz D: D: D: D:


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"Ok, but where do you wanna go next?" Genneya asked after stealing a handful from the fry basket on their table. By the time eight o'clock had come, she was starving, but had been in the middle of girls vs. boys skyscraper rope course race that she just had to give her all to because she would be darned if Louis thought for a second that the boys were going to win. Granted, she did love her some Chris, but he ultimately was grouped in with the rest of them and was the enemy at the time. Sadly enough, it was a tie that Genneya swore they were going to broke, but she was a part of their group that had wanted to go back to their tables and get their grub on. Her mom had rented the whole place out for the evening, leaving the lower school division to do as they pleased. So, Gigi hadn't even hesitated or felt the least bit ashamed when she grabbed three slices of the meat lover's pizza, a basket of lightly salted french fries that she totally was going to share with whomever she was sitting with - which happened to be Chris and a few other classmates - and a strawberry crush that had just been refilled.

She dipped a fry into what used to be Chris' large dollop of ketchup, but it was currently more of a puddle of tomato-y goodness that she was going to steal since their table didn't have a ketchup bottle and she didn't feel like calling to someone to bring her one or ask for the direction the one they had been using went. Besides, friends didn't let friends go without ketchup. There was a handbook and everyone needed to read it. After a few chews, she continued, "We could do the laser maze or the arcade...pretty sure I'm gonna kick your butt anyway, but I figured I'd let you decide which one you wanted to lose to me in."Grinning at her own audacity, Genneya playfully captured the straw from her cup between her lips, sucking the sweet carbonated beverage up to chase the salty fried goodness she honestly had an addiction to.

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Character Portrait: Cydnee Black Character Portrait: Bea Prinsloo Character Portrait: Ari Rollings Character Portrait: Danielle Jones Character Portrait: Adrien Arnault Character Portrait: Charlotte Arnault
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Adrien wanted to protest Ari leaving, be he figured that doing so might make it seem like he wanted her there for the wrong reasons. Obviously they were friends; more than friends, actually, but not to an extent where it wouldn't be weird for him to beg to retain her company. He did want her to stay for the company aspect, but he also would have been lying if his manhood ego didn't play a role in it. He was convinced that his winning shot deserved an audience, and that somehow, it would be as much as a turnon to her, as it was to his ego, for him to crush Charlotte and Cydnee in defeat. Without her there, his ping pong ball sailing into the last red cup left on the table didn't come with as much pride and joy as it would have, but it was still enough to have him sporting a tauntingly boastful smile as he buffed out his chest in success. "Hope you took notes during that game, Charlie," he teased his sister. "Can't have you making a mockery out of the Arnault name next time you play." He looked to Cydnee then, barely diminishing the cockiness in his attitude as he addressed someone outside of the family. "And Cydnee, thanks for being you. Couldn't have kicked her ass so easily if it wasn't for your solid shots." He left them with that, as the sounds of people shouting about the food having arrived allowed him to feel more at ease with leaving his reputation in that final game for now. However, he had to add, "And you might wanna find better partners if you wanna play without wasting your time," to Danielle as he passed her and headed towards the patio, where the food appeared to be being set up outside.

On his way over, he passed by Bea, who he couldn't tell just by looking at her had just been involved in a minor altercation with another girl. Hey Bea." He had grown up with Bea and the Prinsloo clan back in New York, which was probably the only reason behind the two every interacting, even to this day. Despite their different cliques and personalities, he always liked Bea. She had always seemed like the more down-to-earth Prinsloo, not like Rhia wasn't cool in her own right. "Heard they brought the food out here?" he said curiously, nodding towards the part of the yard closest to the house. "You hungry?"