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Ari Rollings

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a character in “Brentwood School”, as played by Miserable

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• Full Name
Arizona Elin Rollings

• Nickname(s)
Ari

• Date of Birth
June 3rd

• Age
17

• Zodiac Sign
Gemini

• Nationality
American

• Ethnicity
Her parents both come from a mix of European ethnicities, including English, German, Irish, French and Swedish blood.

• Sexual Orientation
Bisexual

• Sexual History
She has never gotten farther then "second base". She definitely is nervous to go all the way, but also has never been in a situation where anyone was pushing her towards that, so until she's put into an experience like that, it's hard to say whether she would absolutely say no to sex or not at this point. One thing she is sure of, though, is that she's definitely more comfortable, sexually, with other females.

• Relationship History
She was in a short relationship as a sophomore, and is currently single. She isn't desperate for a relationship, and doesn't want one just for superficial reasons, but she also wouldn't be against being in a serious relationship with someone.

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Appearance

•Height
5'8

•Weight
125 lbs

• Eyes
Brown, she does not need or wear glasses or contacts

•Hair
It's a golden brown color, that grows lighter, with a strawberry tint to it, when it gets a lot of sun.

• Fashion Sense
Her fashion choices generally include designer labels, and clothes that are acceptable and typical of the upperclass. She doesn't like anything too flashy or showy, but she's certainly not against wearing tight dresses or crop tops when she's at an event where those outfits are appropriate. If there's anything noteworthy about her fashion choices, it's that she still has retained a little bit of her roots, in not being very "preppy", but preferring either preferring more casual or edgy clothes.

• Overall Attractiveness
Ari is often told that she looks like a mixture of Emma Watson and Holland Roden, and given that she finds both of those girls to be very pretty, she definitely takes that comparison as a compliment. She has a bit of a girl next door look to her, where she doesn't have a huge chest, or a tiny waist, or some special feature that really makes her stand out, but she definitely isn't ugly.

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Personality

• Good Traits
-She's artistic and creative.
-She's a good listener, a mediator and peacemaker among her friends. She thinks of herself as being fair and someone who always tries to figure out the easiest and best possible solution.
-She's organized, clean and neat.

• Bad Traits
-She wouldn't call herself boring, and she's not, but she's not spontaneous either. She likes for things to be scheduled, where she has time to plan for things, and doesn't like jumping out of bed at two in the morning to go on an adventure.
-She is not academically intelligent. She was diagnosed with dyslexia as a child and struggles tremendously with most core subjects in school. Outside of the classroom, she's perfectly competent and she's not lacking in common or social smarts, but in the classroom, she definitely has a more difficult time.
-She can be a bit anal about things being neat and just how she likes it.

• Written Personality
A lot of Ari's appeal comes from how effortless everything about her seems to be. She has that cool girl vibe, that shows that she's comfortable with herself and isn't very insecure, and she possesses that in a very natural way. It doesn't seem like she's trying to hard to fit in or be someone that she's not, and she's not someone who will say or do something just to be a part of the in crowd. That doesn't necessarily mean that she's someone who's actively trying to break the mold or the social order of things, because she's not, but she's not some follower who's on the brink of being downgraded to a wannabe, and tries oh so hard to retain relevancy. That's not her, and while she finds that she fits in best with her Royal companions, she confidently believes that she would be just as content in any other group on the social ladder if that was where her interests fell. She exudes confidence and self-esteem, and often comes off as unbothered by other people's opinions of her.

Ari doesn't think of herself as someone who is very judgmental, and she wouldn't refuse a friendship with anyone simply based on their clique. At the same time, she believes that as a human being, it's instinctual, unpreventable, and actually smart to judge people. There's a difference, though, in judging someone in your head, and trying to figure out who they are internally, compared to doing that and then acting on that in extreme way. If someone fits the mold of someone who looks and acts like they probably have a bunch of used heroine needles in their pocket, you can bet that she's not going to actively seek out conversation with them. If someone looks and acts like they won't be able to contribute any intelligent conversation or meaningful interaction with her, or that they have nothing in common, she will avoid them as well, and she finds nothing wrong with being judgmental in that sense. It doesn't lead to her being a bully, criticizing people for no reason just to establish her dominance, or to make herself seem cooler. It's just simply a way to figure out who's worth spending her time with. Of course, it comes with the cons of her potentially sorting out people who could be compatible friends with her, but it's not something that she's overly concerned with.

Although she isn't unsocial or awkward, Ari tends to be someone who's more comfortable in small groups or with a select group of close friends. She's not someone who's a crazy social butterfly, or someone who's actively trying to make friends with strangers. Calling her cold might be a stretch, but she definitely has more of that selective-friendliness thing going for her, where she only really welcomes and embraces her friends, over strangers. It's not an attempt at making anyone feel left out or anything, and is more-so a personal thing, where she just doesn't feel comfortable opening up to strangers. With her friends, though, she only has that short and colder side to her when she's angry or bothered about something. Other than that, she's energetic, easy going, and has a tendency to act as the mediator or peacemaker of the group, the one who doesn't want any tension and drama, or unnecessary fighting. To an extent, she's that way for the obvious reason of not wanting her friends to have issues with one another, but additionally, she's also very sensitive and hates being involved in conflict herself. She finds there to be a difference in being sensitive and insecure, with the latter not being a trait that she would use against herself. She isn't someone who's always worrying about what people are thinking of her, but at the same time, if someone calls her out on a flaw, she doesn't take it lightly and tends to be more emotional than one would expect from her.

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Past
• Hometown
She was born in a small town of Arizona, called Cottonwood. She lived there for a year, before her family moved on. They traveled throughout most of the mid-west and south-west parts of the country, never staying in one area for more than a couple of months, until she was twelve, when she moved to Los Angeles, to live with her mother's sister and her husband. She has called Los Angeles home ever since.

• Upbringing
Ari's upbringing is not one that would be labeled as traditional, and yet, when she looks back on it, she doesn't think of it as being a bad time. It was just... different. Both of her parents were artists. Her mother, Stacy, came from an upper class family in Los Angeles, and moved to New York when she was in college, to study art at New York University. Her parents were very insistent that she go to school for law or medicine, or something more profitable, but she was their black sheep of the family, and eventually they gave in to her dreams of becoming an artist, if only because at first, she promised that she would double major in education and become an art teacher. Things didn't go that way though, and her parents blame the boy that she fell in love with during that first year of college. He wasn't a student at NYU, but at a local community college. He was majoring in art too, but came from a drastically different background from Stacy, and they actually met while he was homeless and sneaking into the NYU dorms to shower. Ari has heard the story so many times, that she could tell you their love story from cover to cover, but long story short, they fell in love, and Stacy's parents were barely able to convince her to graduate from NYU before she and her boyfriend, Max, eloped, bought an RV, and went on a cross country expedition. They worked as freelance artists, taking on jobs and selling their paintings wherever they ended up. Stacy and her family were constantly at odds for her life choices after this, and that only became all the more true when she became pregnant with Ari. Her parents didn't think that she and her raggedy husband could not only afford, but emotionally too, provide a good life for a child, when they were living like dirty hippies in some old RV. Of course, her parents painted the picture as being much more destitute than it really was, but it just clashed so strongly with their lifestyle. Ari's childhood wasn't bad though. She wasn't neglected or living in poverty, just much more simply than most kids were. She was a happy child who loved exploring, travelling and seeing what the world had to offer. Six years after she was born, her parents had another child, Flynn, and like her, her parents loved and wanted the best for Flynn. He became Ari's best (and really, only) friend, and even today, she feels incredibly close and connected with her brother.

It's shocking, really, that her mother actually encouraged her to leave their close knit family when she was twelve. A year before, Stacy's sister, Julie, found out that she was barren, and would not be able to have children of her own. Julie and her husband, Marc, decided against surrogacy and were looking into adoption, when Julie and Stacy's mother made one final plea for Stacy to leave Max, and move back to California with the children to raise them "normally". After discussing things with Max, and knowing that Ari was struggling far more with the little academic work that she gave her kids, than even the younger Flynn was, Stacy asked Ari if she wanted to spend a year with her aunt and uncle, attending a normal school, and experiencing their lifestyle. Ari said yes, because it sounded like an adventure, and just a few weeks before, she had watched an episode of Degrassi on a television in a diner that her mother was having a consultation with a client in, and it made "real" school seem cool and interesting. Then again, her mother encouraging her leaving only signified how much Stacy truly loved her daughter and wanted the best for her.

• Pets
As a kid, she had three dogs: two mutts, Rover and Sammy, and a Golden Retriever, Daisy. Daisy and Sammy are still alive, and living with her parents and brother, and Rover died a year before she moved in with her aunt and uncle.

• Education
Ari was homeschooled for the first twelve years of her life. A lot of people who homeschool do it in a very legitimate manner, but that wasn't the case with Ari's parents. They forged the documents required by the state, and taught their kids in a very relaxed manner, claiming that the kids would learn more from travelling and exploring than they would on their own. This wasn't a great approach for a kid like Ari, who already struggled with dyslexia and could have benefited from some real help from people trained in education. Her parents did teach her most of the basics, so it wasn't like when she was twelve and moved in with her aunt and uncle, that she couldn't read or count to ten, but the first few years of traditional schooling were definitely very stressful for her. It took a lot of tutors and extra help to catch her up to a normal level, and even now, starting her sixth year at Brentwood, she still struggles academically with nearly all of her core subject courses.

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Present
• Household
Her household consists of herself, her aunt and her uncle. They do not have any children of their own, and Ari's own brother lives with their parents still.

• Pets
None, her Aunt is allergic to pet hair.

• Secrets
It's not necessarily a secret, but Ari has always been lowkey about her upbringing, and she definitely does leave out detail here and there. For the most part, her friends are aware that she traveled a lot as a child, and that her parents are artists. They know that she was homeschooled and that she has a brother, but that's about it. They don't know about the very simple and nontraditional lifestyle, about how she spent twelve years living in an RV with no television or internet, and how her parents were very into everything being natural and off the grid. Ari likes to think that she's not embarrassed by it, and in her head, she isn't, but she has become a lot more accustomed to "the real world" since moving in with her aunt and uncle, and because of that, she's becoming more and more distant with her roots. As that happens, she has become more aware of how her roots are abnormal and how people would probably think of her differently if they knew what her real family was like, so it's just not something that she would ever go out of her way to talk about.

• Summer Spent
She had to retake her math class in summer school, after failing it as a sophomore. She volunteered at the Children's Hospital of Los Angeles four days a week, alternating between working in the gift shop and entertaining children waiting in the waiting rooms. She spent a lot of the rest of her summer at the country club her family belongs to and the beach, as well as spending a few long weekends in New York and London. What she enjoyed the most though, was spending three days with her parents and brother when they came to visit.

• Socioeconomic Status
Upper Class

• Residence
10325 Greendale Drive, Los Angeles CA, 90077

• Transportation
Audi 2017 Q7 SUV

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Family
• Aunt • Julie Edwards • Luxury Real Estate Agent • Age 42
• Uncle • Bradley Edwards • Plastic Surgeon • Age 43
• Mother • Stacy Rollings • Freelance Artist • Age 44
• Father • Max Rollings • Freelance Artist • Age 43
• Brother • Flynn Rollings • Age 12


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Future
• Short Term Goals
She really wants to improve her PSAT scores, so that when she takes the SAT this year, she does remotely well on it. Right now her scores are... well, they're not something that any reputable college would be impressed by. She also knows that she needs to start taking college more seriously, and figuring out what she's going to do in terms of that. Is she going to do what her aunt and uncle are pushing for, and go into a field that she knows she won't enjoy (or do well in), or will she follow her passion of art, and disappoint that family?

• Long Term Goals
She's still stuck on those short term goals, so until she can figure that out, her long term goals won't really be one of her priorities. She knows that she wants to study abroad for a semester in college, but that's as far as she's thinking.

• Aspirations
She doesn't have any specific career aspirations, though she knows that she would love to end up doing something art related. In a more personal aspect, she is someone who wants to have a family one day, but she doesn't want some uppity lifestyle like the one she's living in now. At the same time, she doesn't think she wants something as nontraditional as what her own parents have.

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Brentwood School

• Grade
11th Grade

• Lifer?
She started at Brentwood when she was twelve years old. She should have been starting seventh grade, but because of her homeschooling background and how her dyslexia prevented her from reaching "normal" standards, she was placed in the sixth grade class.

• Scholarship or Not?
No

• Group/Clique
Royals

• Are You Happy?
Yes, she is content with her clique and would not change it.

• Clubs?

• Sports?
She plays on the girl's volleyball team.

• What Are You Looking Forward To?

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Out of Character

• Plotline Ideas for your Character?
At this point, I don't have anything major planned for her. If anything, I have a few ideas for more personal conflicts, such as her parents divorcing and leading her to rethink what "true love" is, and the internal conflicts that will come with that. The stress of college applications, and dealing with what her aunt and uncle expect of her compared to what her parents expect of her will present some challenges too. Nothing at this point, though, that would affect the other characters.

• Timezone
I'm on EST, most likely until mid-November, when I would then be switching to Pacific Coast times.

• How Often Do you Post?
I'm a student and have a job, but I should be able to post within 48 hours of it being "my turn" to post. I don't like making people wait (because I don't like people doing that to me), so I can guarantee that unless something random and very extreme happens, you'll always get a heads up if I'm going to be gone for a substantial period of time.

So begins...

Ari Rollings's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Ari had arrived to school earlier than necessary today, but it was not any earlier than she usually got there. She tended to get to school a little bit earlier than most of her peers. Unlike the other kids who were typically there at that time, it wasn't because she took a bus or something, that dropped her off at that set time and she had no choice in the matter. Arizona actually purposely got to school a little bit early every day, because she liked having that breathing room to get herself prepared before the day actually begun. Oftentimes, she would go into school, get herself situated, and then actually head back out into the front of the school where most of her friends hung out before they finally went in to get ready. It wasn't like she was showing up two hours before classes begun, but even just coming twenty minutes before most people was a good reflection of Ari's character. She liked planning ahead of time, being organized, and giving herself that extra time in case something did go wrong. Additionally, it was just one more piece of evidence as to how she did try to be a good student. Even though her grades rarely reflected it, Ari put school before most of her other priorities in life, and she did try as hard as possible to do as well as she could in her classes.

She didn't like carrying her backpack around all day, so she left that in her locker, along with the majority of her books and school supplies. This year, she was lucky to have a pretty good schedule, with classes shared with many of her friends. In an obvious way, that was something that she appreciated, but at the same time, sharing classes with friends meant more distractions, and that was the last thing that Ari needed. What she needed was to do well this year, so that her GPA could finally start rising instead of falling. Unless you had Bill Gates level money, money wasn't even enough to buy yourself a spot in Ivy League schools, and although Arizona had come to terms that she wouldn't end up in any of those, her aunt and uncle were still pushing her to end up at a prestigious school that she most certainly wouldn't have the GPA or standardized testing scores to get into easily. She wasn't going to give up just yet, though, and so it was definitely going to take an extra ounce of self-control this year, with her schedule as it was, to remain focused on her school work, over socializing, while she was at school. That thought was the reason for why Ari didn't head out to the quad in front of school once she was finished getting her books in order for the day. Instead, she walked to her chemistry class and sat down in the seat that she had already claimed as hers for the year, which was located in the front row, nearest to the window. The window would probably end up being a distraction to her and she knew that, but she gave herself enough credit for purposely choosing a front row seat to allow herself to get away with that.

Although Ari wanted to text Katherine and tell her that she better not be late for class today, even though there was still plenty of time before class actually begun, she didn't search for the girl's name in her text message inbox when she looked through her phone idly. She was tempted, but she didn't want Kat sitting next to her in chemistry for more than one reason. The one that she was most willing to admit, was that Kat was the last person you wanted next to you if you wanted to learn something. In the middle of a lecture, she would be the person whispering to you, despite the teacher's glares, about some irrelevant story that you could barely follow. If it wasn't that, she would be elbowing you to ask if you had any gum on you, or elbowing you to offer you a piece of her own, or daydreaming herself and then asking you a million questions about something that was just clearly discussed. She and Ari were both similar in that they struggled with school, but the difference with Ari, was that she tried to be a good student. Katherine didn't, and although they were close friends, when it came to school, and especially in classes like chemistry, where Arizona was destined to struggle, she had to push that friendship to the back burner, and pray that anyone other than Kat sat next to her. As she tried to remember the class roster from the past two days, she decided that she easily would have preferred Laylah, Lennox, Oleander... or really any other student in the class, who wasn't going to distract her, to sit next to her.

Besides Katherine distracting her in that physical and obvious way, of her actually doing something disruptive, Ari had also been thrown off by Katherine, lately, for a reason she had only admitted to Natalia, who also happened to be the person that Ari decided to text, as she sat in the empty chemistry room. The text message read, "So, remember what I told you a while ago? Like, about my "issue", and how I said I was going to knock whatever that was out of my system by the time school started again because it's absolutely bizarre? Idk why, but it's still in me and I need to get over it somehow. Help!!!", and was reflective of the other reason for why Ari felt weird being around Katherine lately. Some time during last winter, she had unexpectedly (and in her opinion, unnecessarily) developed some sort of crush on Kat, one of her closest friends. By now, Ari could admit to herself that she was bisexual, but she couldn't admit it aloud, really, and having an inexplicable crush on a close friend only made her feel more conflicted about coming to terms with her sexuality. That was why, for her, it made sense to ignore the problem, by steering clear of the girl who was the source of the problem. If that meant that she had to be a little antisocial, than so be it. It only gave her more time to make sure that she had a spare pen in her purse in case the one that sat ready and waiting on her desk happened to run out of ink during today's lesson.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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There was nothing that annoyed Lennox more than Natalia. Of course, this probably wasn’t true and he could probably create a list of things that annoyed him more than her, but she certainly took top 5, at the very least. Natalia’s blatant disregard for Lennox only pushed him to push her more. He enjoyed pushing her buttons and setting her off because other than that, there’s not much Lennox can do to piss her off since she really could not care less about the boy. “Listen, even if there was a ménage à trois going on here, figuratively or literally, the last thing I’d want is to be part of it,” Lennox said pushing off of Elijah’s comment about a threesome. Elijah also liked pushing Natalia’s buttons, only difference was she liked Elijah and not Lennox so between them, it was friendly banter. Between Lennox and Natalia, it was a fire-fueled rage. Lennox continued to push off of Elijah’s commentary, “Kat will always have room for me in her bed, the problem is Timmy over here takes it all up.” Tim and Lennox were friends, Lennox and Kat were best friends. She saw things in him that most others didn’t, so the jokes he made were all in good fun and were not be taken seriously. With Tim’s decline of the pre-party invite from Tim, he frowned slightly. He wanted to figure out plans but didn’t want to do anything alone. Lennox hated being alone, which was probably where his need to be constantly annoying someone was rooted. When mention of Kayleen fell upon Knox’s ears, he tensed. His hands withdrew into his pockets and he could feel his cheeks warming up. “Oh right, Kayleen will be there.” Knox fought to hold his lips from forming a silly smile but he almost couldn’t help himself. He smirked slightly and tried to play off his crush on the girl. “I guess I could give her the time of day. And I wouldn’t break her heart, I’m a sweetheart, Kat.” Sarcasm was Lennox’s second language, it came to him naturally and as much of a dick as he seemed, Kayleen was different to Lennox. He actually had feelings for her which was weird for him, which is why he felt embarrassed by the mention of the girl. Nat and Kat walked ahead the boys a few steps and Lennox knew this would be the best opportunity for him to discuss women. “She’s your sister, Tim,” Lennox said, in regards to Kayleen. “I know you guys have a weird hate thing going on, but if she’s off limits, let me know and I’ll steer clear, but she is cute and I’d like to talk her up, yanno?”

While Lennox stuck around teasing his friends and being teased by not his friends, Rhys was making her way through the halls of Brentwood. She knew the bell would ring soon and as much as she wanted to stick around and talk to people, she had a thing about being late. She hated not being punctual and was the type of person to be early to being early. Around Rhys’ neck was a Canon EOS 5Ds that she had gotten as a gift from her father earlier this year; a gift he bought her because he felt guilty for not being around often. Rhys understood he was a military man and therefore, wouldn’t be around often and she never did anything to guilt him into gifting her, but he did anyway – and Rhys wasn’t going to deny the upgrade from an old Nikon she had. She looked through the camera roll, through the pictures she had taken throughout the week. Pictures of students doing work in the library, sitting in the courtyard at lunch, students laughing with each other, falling in love with each other, meeting each other for the first time; pictures that told stories and pictures that had no meaning. They made her smile, even though there was little to be told from them and it was up to her to create a story, they made her happy still. Rhys walked through the halls, smiling down at her camera. “You know, usually when you smile at a camera, you’re supposed to be on the other side of it.” Rhys looked up to see Sebastian walking alongside her. She smiled and mockingly laughed, “Ha. Ha. Very funny. I’m just looking through the pictures I took,” she said, as though it’d make him understand her happiness. He smiled and nodded. “You going to Eli’s party?” Sebastian and Rhys weren’t too close, but he felt the need to make conversation with someone other than Natalia and the guys. If it weren’t for lacrosse, Natalia, or Laylah, Sebastian didn’t have many friends. He felt it important to make friends outside of that small circle as they all knew each other anyway. He knew Rhys enough to know that she’s accepting of many, and Sebastian thought himself nice enough to be able to befriend people like Rhys. “Yeah…” She paused, unsure still of her plans. “I don’t know yet. I tend to stay away from the A-list crowd... They can be a little… raunchy at times and I don’t always fit in with them.” Sebastian nodded again. He understood exactly what it was like to be a part of a crowd that he didn’t always feel as though he fit into. “Makes sense. Well, if you decide to go, I’ll be there. We can not fit in together. I’ve got to go this way to class, but I’ll see you around.” Sebastian smiled at her, tapped her lightly on the arm and walked off before Rhys could say anything. She wanted to so badly question what he meant by ‘not fit in together,’ all this time, Rhys could’ve sworn Sebastian was happy to be an A-lister and thought he fit in perfectly with the wealthy. It made her curious about him. As she watched him go, she noticed Ari sitting in a room, presumably waiting for class to start but there was no one in there with her. The girl’s heart fluttered slightly; Rhys had a crush on Ari but Rhys wasn’t sure the girl felt the same way. She raised her camera to her eye, closing one and placing the other on the lip of the viewing hole, she zoomed into the girl, who sat smiling at her phone, and snapped the picture. There was a part of her that felt weird for taking the picture, but another part of her created excuses in her head. It’s for the yearbook. It’s a candid, they’re not supposed to know. It’s a natural beauty project. As Rhys battled her inner demons, Sebastian did the same as he walked to his first class. His phone buzzed in his pocket, he pulled it out to see a text from Laylah. He let out a deep breath and rubbed his hand through his hair before sending a text back.


To: Laylah
Same Lay.. I need advice… Meet me before next class by my locker.. I need help. I’ll help you if you help me :)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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The Brentwood School

What She's Wearing:
Outfit
Francesco Russo Ankle Boots
Hair
Dolce & Gabbana Bag


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Nat's immediate response to Katherine's insistence that she wasn't a bathing suit probably wasn't what typical best friends had. She simply didn't react at all, or at least it didn't seem that way given the fact that all she did was stare at Kat for a second before turning her attention to her phone as Gabby and Kat prattled on about Ari, which was a completely different topic that Nat would have to actually focus on to have an opinion on Arizona's "uptight" personality. Natalia considered, without having to look at Kat's body, bathing suit options for the brunette to look out for. In moments like these, particularly when Kat's own insecurities and image issues were more at play than the brunette ever wanted to let on (and the fact that they had never really sat down and discussed Kat's eating disorder is a conversation for another day), Nat had to maneuver around her and the best way to do that would be to pick a bathing suit that Kat wouldn't mind wearing. The default color, considering Natalia knew that the other girl had a thing for thinking that she wasn't always thin, would be black if they weren't going to the party, but since Kat was definitely wearing red, Nat had to consider all of the recent bathing suits that came out and would compliment Kat's form without giving her too much to complain about in terms of the way her body looked. The most prominent of a reaction Nat could give, then, was the small smile in Gabby's direction once the blonde said she'd wear a bikini with her.

"That's a bit unnecessary, don't you think," Nat chimed in while texting back Ari, face scrunching up slightly before smoothing out just as quickly as she realized that Bas had text her only a moment after Arizona. Moments like these were definite clues that both Gabrielle and Natalia's thinking processes and reasoning were just a touch different. Nat wouldn't say that she was looking extremely deeply into Gabby's intentions by trying to convince Kat to wear yellow; she wasn't all-knowing, after all. But her mind played back to earlier to the way Gabby's hand fell on Tim's person and while she shook it off, the image was burned into her retinas along with the auditory memory of Gabs thinking that Kat needed to keep Tim "interested," whatever that meant for her brain to pick at later. She looked up then, first at Kat before glancing at Gabby and then back to her brunette bestie, and continued, "It's Tim, we're talking about. If he wanted to look elsewhere, he wouldn't have settled for being with you, Kat. Tim didn't do relationships before you, so in all honesty, there's really no time for keeping his interest. You've already got it, kotenok." Her voice notably softened on that last sentence and Nat reached over to place a warm hand on Kat's bare shoulder before gathering herself up mentally. She hadn't said anything that she said to undermine Gabrielle in any way, but at the same time, the mentality Gabby's words were going to put Kat in wasn't going to be conducive for a good shopping trip or weekend, if Nat knew Kat well enough. And if she was being forced to go shopping when she had an entire collection of bathing suits from one of her favorite Nigerian brands waiting at home to sort through should she change her mind and actually wear green like her friends insisted, then she was going to do so with a happy Kat. Anything less than that required a bottle of vodka to herself.


"I'm gonna head to class," she stated after a beat and with a small nod to Gabby and another comforting smile for Kat, Nat was backing away. "Some of us are taking an AP science and we already have a quiz scheduled for next Wednesday. I'll catch up with you guys later and you," Nat specifically pointed at Kat, "are definitely getting in that water, even if I have to pick out your swimsuit, ma'am." Walking away from the pair, Tim caught Nat's eye and she offered a considering look followed by a smirk before continuing on her way, texting both Ari and Bas as she went.

To: Ari
For one, you don't get over bisexuality. You deal with it and confront it, and I'm not saying confront Kat cuz that'd be a mistake, but maybe actually pursuing another female?? Maybe tomorrow? Also we're all going shopping after skool and Gabby and Kat are coming to my place tomorrow to get ready together. You should come

To: Bas
Want me 2 come 2 ur class b4 the bell? Meet me by the door

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Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Zara Sai Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Rhapsody I. Vincent Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Today's physical education class had taken place on the athletics field, rather than inside of the school's gymnasium, because this week's gym topic was kickball. Being pretty competitive meant that Elijah was really up for any sport that they played in class, but he did enjoy this one more than some of the others. The class was divided into two teams of thirteen each, with Team A including Eli, Ari, Rhapsody, Kya, Rhys, Samuel, Sebastian, Katherine, Laylah, two other sophomores, another junior, and another senior, and Team B including Timothy, Natalia, Tristan, Zara, Alessia, Gabrielle, Giovanni, Lennox, Kayleen, three other seniors, and a junior. Because it would take five minutes for the students to jog back to the main campus from the fields, and they needed time to change out of their gym clothes in the locker rooms, their gym teacher, Mr. Lessig, yelled out onto the field that the next student up would be the last kicker for the day. With a tied score, Elijah grew tense with that call, considering that his team was currently playing the field, and that meant that their fate was in the hands of either how poorly the kicker on the other team was, or how well they could play the field.

When he saw that Tristan Castiel-Castellan was the next kicker in line, Eli's fears seemed to disappear as his signature smirk appeared on his face. "Bring it in, boys!" he said, acting as the self-appointed team captain that no one else had really agreed on, as he looked back towards the two sophomore boys, and a junior boy, who were playing the outfield. He knew that it wasn't nice, but in his mind, all he could say was "come on, there's no way in hell that this kid can kick". If he could, it would be one of those underdog moments from out of a movie, but Eli wasn't even considering that that was a possibility. Tristan was a meek, harmless boy who seemed like he would be the type to run away from the ball, if anything, so Eli was already content with thinking up teasing remarks that he could send in Timothy and Knox's direction once they hit the locker rooms.

The bases weren't fully loaded, but the opposing team had runners on first base and second base, so Elijah knew that unless Tristan's kick was caught in the air, all he needed to do was to make a kick that gave the runner on second enough time to make it home. Again, Eli was certain that that wasn't a possibility and that his team had this win in the bag, but he was comforted, at least, knowing that while he pitched the ball out, he had some of his more trusted teammates manning the bases. Just in case, he thought, as he took a breath and then with great speed, rolled the ball in Tristan's direction.

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Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Zara Sai Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Brentwood School Athletics Tank Top
The Upside Performance Bra
NO KA'OI Training Shorts
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As soon as Mr. Lessig had said that they were going to play kickball for class, Nat had rolled her eyes and honestly been ready to walk out the door had Giovanni not excitedly wrapped an arm around her. The fact that he had managed to skip first period but wind up to school was a miracle in and of itself, but there was no mistaking the scowl on her face despite his exuberance towards the two of them being on the same team. Yet and still, despite her abhorrence for the game (she honestly would have rather had weight management or something of that nature), it wouldn't have been a real game if Nat wasn't feeling competitive and strategic. She didn't exactly call herself captain or anything like that, but there was no mistaking the fact that she was one of the tacticians for Team B. Which was why she bit back the triumphant grin that formed when she had run from second base to home, earning a tied score between both teams. On an exhale, Nat skidded to a brisk walk when she heard the teacher exclaim that this last kick would be the last one. It was good for her because she was starving and considering the fact that Gio was sprawled out on the grass along the sidelines looking like a bored five year old, she figured was just that time to have lunch anyway.

However, Nat's eyes narrowed on Tristan being forced to leave the sidelines to take up the kicker position and sighing because she genuinely wanted the water bottle she was forcing Gio to stand (well, lay) beside, she jogged lightly to be able to catch Tristan just before he could get into position, gaining a loose grip on his forearm. "Ey, podyshat' v techeniye minuty, nemnogo lyubvi,"{Hey, take a breath for a minute, little love.} she advised quietly, rolling her eyes when Mr. Lessig ordered, "Hurry it up, Santos!". Turning back to Tristan, Nat's eyes softened as she continued, "Ne stavit' vysokiye tseli. Tsel' na nizkom urovne. Kik, gde ona po-prezhnemu igrat', kak i gde Ketrin. {Do not aim high. Aim low. Kick where it's still playable, like where Katherine is.} Even if she wasn't particularly pressed to win, Nat still wasn't pressed to just give Eli an easy win, particularly when she knew what Tristan had to deal with without having to be teased over a small game in gym class. At least if he played it low, the other players would have to scramble to get the ball. It was too much of a gamble for him, of all of their players, to kick high unless they were begging for the ball to be caught. Nat gave Tristan's arm a small squeeze and smiled softly before releasing him and heading over to where the rest of her team was, hearing the tail end of Alessia making a complaint. Nat raised an eyebrow at the blonde, daring her to continue her probably scathing remark about the boy, but the girl only bristled, huffed dramatically, and then folded her arms. However, she also chose to remain silent. Giovanni snickered.

Awwwwwwww," he cooed at her, handing her the water bottle that Nat took several strong pulls of water from. "Mama Nat taking care of one of her babies." She turned a scrutinizing stare at the attire he had haphazardly tossed into his bag on a rush out the door and shook her head, smirking as she replied, "Don't project your mommy kink on me, durochka. Not interested." Gio pouted. "You wound me, Natty baby. I thought you loved me." Nat snorted wryly, which only prompted a small whine of "Say you love me!" followed by Mr. Lessig demanding that there be silence on the sidelines. Nat only chuckled, ignoring her friend's continued (but quiet) whine for attention as she proceeded to ignore him of paying attention to seeing how the rest of the game played out.

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Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Zara Sai Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Samuel can do nothing but chuckle at Alessia's lame retorts, "How a girl like Laylah can hang out with someone like you will always confuse me." he simply says with a faint sigh, more disappointed by Laylah's choice of friends than anything else. Alessia's sharp comments about Samuel's social standing and wealth may have stung a little if it had been said by someone who actually had substance in his life, but as it was Alessia spouting pure rubbish and just trying to get under his skin, Sam decided to not give her the satisfaction of taking offence to it.

Zara, on the other hand, being the typical hot-headed rebel she is, was riled more than enough for the both of them. "Oh honey," she bites back, sarcasm dripping from her voice, "If you think I'm a whore you clearly don't know what big bro gets up to in his spare time." Zara can't help but smirk as she continues, "Believe me, he's been gagging for this but, y'know, I don't wanna catch anything." She manages to get in that last snappy comment before Alessia flounces off, her air self-entitlement disappearing with her. "Kids these days." Zara says by simple way of explanation, before changing her focus onto Tristan - someone that she had entirely forgotten was even still there - "Aw but Trissy, the funs only just begun." she beams, sending the shy A-lister a wink as she bounces past him and into the school building, hoping to catch up with some of her other friends.

Watching Zara waltz off, flicking a long strand of pitch black hair over her shoulder as she goes, Samuel can't help but somewhat envy that carefree attitude of hers. He wanted nothing more than to not care about what people think, but alas, Samuel was far too insecure for that, especially when it came to the opinion of those he cared deeply for; despite him maybe not being that for her, Laylah was still definitely someone Samuel cared about and therefore her opinion meant a lot to him, so if she felt the same way as Alessia did about him, Samuel would be heartbroken (even more so than he already is). As Tristan also decides to make an exit, Samuel pouts but understands how Zara's energetic personality may have put him off, stays silent. Giving the guys shoulder a squeeze, "I'll see you at break then." Samuel smiles faintly before following after Zara and heading into the school building.


| Fourth Period |



Samuel had never minded sports, despite usually choosing to be a spectator rather than a player (most often at Laylah's games) Samuel did in fact, have a liking for PE. Although his body was suited best for cross country, Samuel was actually rather pleased when Mr. Lessig stated they were going to be playing kickball. Zara, on the other hand, wanted to skip the class all together. Sure she was fit and healthy, but that was down to doing fun exercises like yoga and working out in her gym at home, not playing a ridiculous game of kickball where she would undoubtably get hit by a flying ball - or so she feared. The only thing that made Zara go to the lesson was her competitive side, she hated sports but she loved winning.

"Ah, Miss Sai, so glad you've finally deigned to grace us with your presence." Zara gives Mr. Lessig a small, fake smile as he comments on her surprise appearance as he passes by. It wasn't often that Zara made it to his lesson, not only because PE was certainly not her thing but also because she could not stand the man. He was far too sarcastic for her liking, and while Zara would usually appreciate that in a person, for a teacher she preferred someone more easily riled - that way she stayed entertained.

Pausing for a moment as he walks past, Mr. Lessig scowls at her attire, "You seem to be missing part of your shirt, Zara." he comments, looking at her self-cropped tank top. Zara had taken the regular school tank and cut it so that it just grazed her belly button, deciding upon wearing it with high waisted leggings and a basic pair of Nikes. "Oh, Mr Lessig, the most awful thing happened - I was washing this lovely tank top and it shrunk!" Zara lied, her bottom lip jutting out into a pout as she feigned sadness, "I knew I had your class today so I figured some uniform is better than no uniform, right Sir?"

Samuel does nothing but chuckle as Mr. Lessig walks on with a simple roll of his eyes, of course he didn't believe Zara but the man had better things to do than reprimand a girl he knew adored getting into trouble."I don't know how you always get away with it," he sighs, both impressed and miffed that he could never do something like that. Unlike Zara, Samuel stuck to the school dress code, wearing the kit he was given after they accepted his scholarship; typical school shorts, a white top and basic trainers.

The two are quickly sorted into separate teams, much to their dismay. Samuel is placed onto Eli's team who had decided that he was team leader with no objection from anyone else. Looking around his team for this lesson, Samuel's chest tightens when his eyes land on Laylah. Biting down on his bottom lip, Sam tries to keep his focus on the game happening in front of him but can't help sneaking the occasional glance at Laylah.


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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Zara Sai Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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xxx"clipped wings, i was a broken thing
xxxhad a voice, had a voice, but i could not sing.
xxxyou would wind me down.
xxxi struggled on the ground."


Tristan-Castiel slightly stumbled when he was bumped into. The small kid would nod and wave him a goodbye, attempting to make one to Zara as well. He quickly moved towards the Music room, so he could have a quiet place to practice his own music, without being disturbed.

|| Fourth Period ||

Okay, so physical education, was not something Tristan-Castiel was fond of. But still, to keep up his grades, he would be forced to attend. He silently changed into his normal gym outfit, completed by his own Captain America jacket. He silently stood by Sam, and Zara. His sea green/blue eyes would widen when he noticed he was not put on the team of Sam, but with Natalia.....and Alessia. His form would silently move towards the area his team stood. He would hold his jacket closer to him, so he wouldn't be hit by anything. As if it were his own shield.

"Ey, podyshat' v techeniye minuty, nemnogo lyubvi,"
he heard an older female speak. His body slightly tensed up, as he turned to see Natalia. Following her directions, he silently took a breath. ""Ne stavit' vysokiye tseli. Tsel' na nizkom urovne. Kik, gde ona po-prezhnemu igrat', kak i gde Ketrin." the girl spoke again. Tristan-Castiel nodded and would respond. Da! Spasibo Mat' Natal'ya .... YA imeyu v vidu ..... Spasibo Natal'ye! [Yes! Thank you Mother Natalia....I-I-I mean.....Thank you Natalia!] the male would blush a red color as he focused and got into the position. His dark blue eyes would focus on the ball coming from him, aiming as Natalia told him. He bit down on his lip, as he felt the ball come into contact with his foot. He winced, as he saw the ball roll at a rather fast pace, and took off towards the first base position.

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Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Rhapsody I. Vincent Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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"Kat! Wake up!" Ari yelled to the girl who was farther out in the field. She had tried her best to keep a safe distance between herself and Kat during the class. She wasn't actively avoiding the brunette, because even in her stressed out state over their friendship, she knew that the idea of ignoring Katherine was simply unrealistic. She didn't want to ignore her anyway, because as conflicted as she was about the unwarranted feelings that she had developed for Kat, what she was certain of, was that she loved the friendship she had with Katherine. While the girl's quirks got on her nerves from time to time, there was nothing that she could do that her jovial and exuberant personality couldn't act as a remedy for. So, when they were placed on the same team, Ari was good about chatting with Kat throughout most of the time while their team was on the kicking end, since they were just waiting in line for their turn. However, to maintain that distance she needed, she had elected to man third base while Katherine had taken the less involved route of being one of the people playing the outfield... which in her book, essentially meant standing as far away from the action as possible so that she could spend the period texting without Mr. Lessig noticing. Ari was athletic, and even though volleyball was her preferred sport, it wasn't hard for her to get into the right mindset for other games like kickball. She wasn't incredibly competitive about it, but she could keep up with those who did want to win dramatically, and had done her part by catching a pop up ball earlier in the game and tagging out two runners who had tried to make it to third base.

It was the final kick of the day, and with only runners on first and second base, Ari doubted that the other team would score, especially with Tristan kicking. He would have to kick it far enough to allow the runner on second to get to third and then home base in one kick, and though Ari was far nicer to Tristan than a lot of people, she was also realistic. And realistically speaking, Tristan just didn't seem like an athletic kid. If he could make a kick that would get the second base runner to third, Ari would be impressed at just that. Needless to say, part of her wanted to smile when Tristan managed to kick the ball and send it soaring right between first and second base, just so that it was out of reach for the two infielders who dove for it. The idea of smiling vanished quickly when she remembered that her team's win was on the line, and even more quickly when she realized that the ball was rolling right towards the part of the field that Kat was "supposed" to be guarding. A game that looked like it was a surefire win at that point, quickly grew to appear like it would be a hopeless loss. It was all the more frustrating knowing that there were athletic people on their team, like Laylah and Bas and even Eli, though he didn't need any more credit than he already gave himself, and while Ari was hopeful that another teammate was close enough to step in and save them, she wasn't in a position where she could do much, and only bit her lip in anxiety, ready to catch the ball if it was thrown her way.

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Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Zara Sai Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Samuel Youngblood Character Portrait: Laylah Gibson Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Rhapsody I. Vincent Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Eli hadn't expected Tristan to be able to kick the ball at all, nonetheless kick it into a perfect spot that gave him, and Gabrielle and Timothy enough time to start running. Eli had automatically spun around to watch the ball head towards Katherine, and had started stepping backwards while doing it, while yelling for her to throw it to home, where he was heading. She was oblivious, and though it took only a few seconds, the amount of time that it took for Bas to step in and grab the ball felt like eons to Elijah. Beads of sweat were running down his forehead, partly due to the heat, but mostly out of stress, as the kickball sailed through the air towards, him but not quick enough. A foot on home base, he caught it just after Timothy had reached him, and Mr. Lessig was quick to shout, "Safe!" to declare a win for the opposing team. "Safe? Are you kidding me? I had at least three solid seconds over him, and you're gonna say that he's safe?!" Elijah was lucky enough that even in the heat of the moment, he was wise enough to refrain from throwing some expletives into his objection, since they were definitely on the tip of his tongue. In reality, Mr. Lessig's call was probably accurate, even though it undeniably was a close call. Timothy's foot had hit home base just a second before Elijah had caught the ball that Sebastian had hurled his way, so at the very least, Eli's claim of him having caught the ball three full seconds before Timothy had even reached the base was dramatic, at best. "Sore loser" was probably the best way to describe Eli at times like this. Given his competitive nature, coupled with his upbringing where he always got his way, losing wasn't something that he knew how to work with, even at seventeen years old. He would never admit that he lost fairly, and somehow, it was always a bad call, or cheating, that had allowed the other team to win, if you asked him.

In this case, he had already proclaimed that Mr. Lessig's call was garbage, but as he turned back to examine his teammates, who were making their way in from the outfield now that the teacher had proclaimed that the game was over, and they could all head back to the locker rooms, Eli also decided that the teams had been separated unfairly. Suddenly, he decided that the other team had ten times as many athletic players as his team did, and he automatically wanted to dispel any talent that his teammates who actually were jocks, had. Even though Laylah had made countless good plays throughout the day, he wanted to blame her for every play that she had missed, even if she hadn't been positioned anywhere near the ball at that point. In his head, had Bas gotten to the ball sooner on this play, or thrown it a little faster, they would have won by a long shot. Lennox was being as useless as ever, and God forbid he even comment on the other players, like Katherine, who he could blame for costing them an entire's game worth of effort. It was amusing, really, how worked up he could get over losing a stupid little game, that literally counted for nothing, but it just went back to how badly he hated losing. Rather than being a good sport and congratulating Tim and that team on their win, or even just being a semi-normal person and actually annoyed, but not actually angry, it was very clear with Eli that he was pissed. He headed off of the field without even bothering to wait for any of his friends, but as he passed Tim and the home plate area, he said, "Save the comments for a day when you fairly beat me. If my team wasn't absolute shit, you wouldn't have even made it to first base to begin with. I'll sit out the next game and take an absence for the class before I get stuck on a team with your girlfriend again. I'd take the mute over her, and that's saying something," he said callously, as if thinking Tristan was superior to Kat was a real insult. He continued walking after he spoke, knowing that he was red in th face for more reasons than just being physically overheated.

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Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Ari Rollings
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As much as Katherine had told herself that this shopping trip was just going to be for clothes for tomorrow night's party, with everything that had went on today, she had lost sight of that goal. Shopping tonight was being done for the sole purpose of retail therapy, and that was why she didn't care about how unnecessary the bathrobe, bikini, skirt, sweatshirt, and sneakers, that were hanging in the fitting room, were. Absolutely none of them were intended to be options for tomorrow, and all you needed to do was take one look at her closet to know that she didn't need any more "just because" clothes. This was what happened when Katherine was upset, though. The only thing that she wanted to do was shop or complain, and luckily for her, today she got to do both. Following Sebastian snapping on her, which Katherine would eagerly describe as him "just completely showing his true colors by being so dramatic and basically saying he wanted to kill me", Katherine had relayed the story at least twenty times throughout the rest of the day to anyone who asked. Unsurprisingly, she put far more effort into making sure that everyone knew that Lennox had stepped in to save her from "that maniac", than she did her school work, and by the time school let out, she was more than ready to do something relaxing. Relaxing didn't entail her letting up on the subject, though, but since she decided that she had made her point clear enough to Nat earlier in the day, she did a good job at showing self-restraint by waiting until she and Gabrielle had moved on to the Versace store, while Natalia and Arizona remained back in the Celine store. "I really just don't get what Nat sees in him. Sure, he's not the ugliest person in the world but that's exactly why they say that an ugly personality can make a person ugly either way. Like, I'm telling you Gabby, he was literally on his way to go find a baseball bat or something to attack me with when Lennox jumped in to save me. He's literally a psychotic maniac, and to think that I didn't even do anything to him! I mean, can you imagine what he's going to be like towards Nat if she says one thing wrong? We can tune into 'Dateline' in about three months to find out, at the rate that she's on!"

Gabrielle already had a neon green bikini that she was planning on wearing tomorrow. She had other options at home too, but the neon of this particular option made it seem like a statement piece. It would say that she was single, and proud of it, and even though that wasn't a state of mind that she was actually in, she wished she was, so she was content with allowing the rest of the world to think that she was already there. She knew that she would probably spend most of the night clothed, so she had a few rompers and dressed set aside as options to wear over the bikini too. Because of that, she wasn't as in need of a shopping trip as Kat insisted she was, but who was Gabby to say no to an afternoon on Rodeo Drive? She was always open to shopping, and agreed to accompany the trio of juniors after school. Although they stopped in a few stores before leaving Nat and Ari in Céline and moving on to Versace, all Gabby had purchased today was a new beach towel from Tory Burch. Only because of Katherine's insistence, she had taken a few things into the dressing room at Versace, and was in the middle of sliding into one of the dresses when Kat launched herself back into the same story that everyone within a five mile radius had probably heard today. Gabrielle had been sympathetic towards Kat, only because they were close friends though, and not because she believed what the girl said to be the truth. Gabby thought that Sebastian was a very good guy, and she had been close enough herself during the game to catch the end of the altercation. She had not heard what Bas had said to Kat, but she had seen him walk off (with no apparent signs of wanting to come back with a bat in hand to attack her...) and only then, be punched unexpectedly by Knox. Gabby was privy enough to know that Kat didn't want to her anything other than sympathy and confirmation that Bas was the worst person on the planet, and she had offered enough of that reassurance earlier to want to continue doing it now. Instead, she focused on another piece of what Kat said. "Don't you think it's weird that Timothy didn't stand up for you? That Lennox had to be the one to come over and defend your honor?" she inquired, her voice innocently curious, though the same couldn't exactly be said for her motives.

"He said he didn't even see what happened until Mr. Lessig had already pulled them apart," Katherine answered, her voice sounding frustrated, though it was only because she was staring at her reflection in the mirror, after trying on the bikini. She couldn't pinpoint what she hated about herself this time, but she knew that she hated something, and she instantly pulled the bathrobe on to cover up. "Knox is just such a good friend, he really is," she continued, though very distracted as she now took a picture of her reflection in the mirror, happier now that she was covered by the robe, before sending the picture to Natalia, followed by "yes or no".

"Oh, come on, Kat! You don't really believe that, do you? Everyone on the field turned to look when he started yelling at you. Even you said that he was basically screaming at you. Do you really think Timothy was that oblivious?"

"If he had heard, he would have come over," Katherine answered, though her tone was less certain than she wished it was, as she began to second guess what she thought to be true. "Why do you think he wouldn't have?"

"I'm not saying that I think anything. All I'm trying to say is that if I were you, I would be skeptical of the story. You have to remember that he and Sebastian are friends, and you know how boys are. They tell you that you're the most important person in the world, but that's never including their guy friends. They always put them first. Always."

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Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence Character Portrait: Ari Rollings

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Arizona had spent longer than was really necessary in the Céline store. In her defense, it was an out of character move. At least compared to her friends, she wasn't materialistic, and she rarely ever got too hung up over high end items. She definitely indulged in luxurious things, but if her aunt and uncle rejected a request for her to charge something expensive to her card that they paid the bills on, she would normally accept no as the answer and move on. The bag that she was fixated on today wasn't anything spectacular, but she needed a new black bag, and this one fit every standard she had in mind. Of course, $2,700 was a lot of money for a purse, but in Beverly Hills, it was simply the norm. If Ari hadn't grown up outside of this world, she wouldn't have thought anything of it. Even knowing that it was a lot, though, she reasoned that she deserved it. She was going to be put under a lot of pressure this year to get into a good school, and given that it was her aunt and uncle who pushed her so hard to be perfect, a bag seemed like a tiny favor for them to do for her. While she lived off of their money, it wasn't like she frequently asked for very expensive things like this - not compared to her friends, anyway. Ari did a good job at not feeling insecure about money, because again, she wasn't poor and her aunt and uncle were wealthy enough to fit in well with her friends' parents, but a lot of her friends also happened to be a form of next level rich. Kat's dad essentially owned the store that they were standing in, for God's sake, so of course the brunette couldn't understand her dilemmas, and mostly, Ari thought the same of Nat and Gabby. That was why she only waved Kat and Gabby off when the two expressed interest in continuing down Rodeo Drive to other stores in the vicinity.

It was understandably easier for Katherine to pass right through the store, seemingly bored and uninterested in a way that was uncommon for the shopaholic, but made sense once you considered that this brand was one that was enveloped under the company that her father was the head of. Of course she didn't want to spend time looking at the products, because she had already viewed each and every one of them months before they even hit the shelf. Ari wanted to punch herself merely for the amount of effort she had put into analyzing the girl in the last few minutes, and just because she was overthinking that, she didn't mind pacing herself and Nat a little slower after they left the store, unfortunately, with Ari leaving empty handed. Although she didn't want the bring up what she had texted Nat about earlier, the uncomfortable air she felt whenever she was near Kat, combined with how her head was hurting today merely from all of the overthinking, led her to bring it up... or at least start a conversation that she figured she could lead there. "I heard you're on the verge of being appointed world's worst friend over today's kickball fiasco."

Nat was here out of love.

Having spent a lifetime surrounded by luxury and high-end living, she had grown increasingly unimpressed with the act of shopping. Half of the items in the stores they frequented were already items she either dismissed or already purchased with the exception of those I purchased items due to having already bought something from an African luxury brand. While luxury was luxury, Natalia had never hidden the fact that she preferred Black-owned luxury businesses to...well, the standard. And the standard was supported by enough millionaire and billionaire babies around the world that Nat didn't think they'd really miss her business. Plus, unlike the others (but almost like Kat who received items long before they saw shelf life), Nat already had a selection of bathing suits to choose from at home. It had been delivered upon her father's request, just to outshine Isabel for the petty moment. So Nat didn't really need to be here. That could've also been the sociable introvert in her talking more than the not-easily-impressed side of her, but the point was that Nat was here out of loving Katherine Arnault.

Even if the brunette was adamant that she was not.

Even if Nat found herself keeping Arizona company more-so than the brunette in question.

"I'm always on the verge of being the worst best friend if you ask that child," she replied after a small laugh. Natalia hadn't even taken a side before Kat assumed that she was obviously on Sebastian's. Which meant a very snappy Kat with a sharp glare that warded off any of the brunette's regular tantrum. Whether that has been an acknowledgement that Nat would not deal with Kat's bullshit without hurting her feelings, remained unknown but Kat had passive-aggressively insisted that Nat still come. But made sure Nat knew how upset she was over a situation Katherine had started. "I'll find her a red number in case she actually listens to your friend and wears yellow tomorrow." That was still a puzzling concept to Nat. There was literally no reason for Gabrielle to have insisted that Kat wear yellow and it stuck in Nat's brain. She figured she could always be a fail-safe back-up in case Kat listened and needed to rectify the situation, especially if her insecurities decided to announce their continued existence. But...it still was puzzling. Nat gave Arizona a sidelong glance, contemplative, before inquiring. "So...do we still have a situation or are we pretending like the most pressing matter in your life is the Celine bag you could've let me buy for you?" Natalia gave the redhead a pointed look as she posed the question, a knowing smile forming.

"My aunt and uncle are such control freaks that they probably would have made me return it if I showed up at home with that, without getting their permission," Ari reasoned light-heartedly, as the girls headed down the street. Since Ari had not been present during the morning conversation that involved Gabby suggesting to Kat that it would be fun for her to wear yellow tomorrow to keep Timothy on her toes, she was lost as to what Nat was referring to her, and rather than addressing her own situation first, she returned back to that. "What do you mean? Don't tell me that Kat and Tim are having relationship problems," she said, rolling her eyes. A small voice in the back of her head said, "At least Kat gets to have relationship anything with him, since apparently, she's the only one good enough to meet his relationship standards," but when a countering voice in her head chimed in to remind her that she was just as jealous that Tim got to have relationship problems with Kat, she decided to shut both of those internal voices up for the moment. With Versace in sight, it seemed like now was the best time to talk about this, before Kat was right in front of them. "But yeah, there's not really a situation. I was dramatic this morning, but I guess today reminded me that my non-existent relationship drama sucks, but your love triangle with Sebastian and Kat sucks even more. Two beautiful people feuding over your heart has got to be tough," she teased, deciding that it was easier to leave the topic at that. It was definitely easier to talk about how conflicted she felt over her crush on Kat, and sexuality in general, over text or while intoxicated. Now, she just felt awkward, like her cheeks were on the verge of burning red to signify that.

Nat only rolled her eyes at Arizona's explanation of not letting Natalia purchase the bag for her and she even smirked lightly at the girl's disbelief towards Kat and Tim having possible relationship problems, but her eyebrows rose - an indication of her surprise - at the other girl's display of...jealousy? That was jealousy Nat detected and she was more sure of it being towards Tim having Kat than vice versa. The two has talked once before about the situation and Ari may have dodged Nat's inquiries just as much as she sought out her advice, but Nat never thought Ari had real feelings for Tim. At least, not in the same plane as her feelings for Kat.

Natalia snorted lightly at the idea of her having a "love triangle", though, as they approached Versace. "Please, it would hardly be a love triangle." She replied before staring at Arizona with the utmost serious expression on her face. "I'd just have them both to myself. Imagine the hate sex." The last part was spoken with a teasing smirk followed by a giggle, a sign of acquiescence. Natalia wasn't the type to press private matters, especially when in public, but particularly because that wasn't who she was. She was confrontational, sure, but she had limits depending on the situation. And people like Arizona and even Sebastian, were almost as private as Nat. She recognized a request for an out when she saw one. Deflection was very old friend, after all. "Still...it was weird. Gabs was telling her that she needed to wear yellow to keep Tim interested," she explained as she pushed open the door to Versace. "It was weird because there was no reason for that. At all. Tim hasn't given anyone a reason to doubt him, so the idea was unnecessary. I know it's just a color but she knows what it means to convince Kat that. So what's the purpose?"

Ari had to laugh out loud at Nat's response to her comment about the love triangle. It was funny, but in reality, the relationship that Nat and Kat possessed probably was as strong as most romantic relationships. They were best friends, sure, but there was a dependence level there that Ari could only compare to actual relationships, and god only knew how much the two could bicker like an old, married couple. Her expression grew a bit more serious as they entered Versace, after Nat explained what her comment about Kat wearing yellow had meant. That was weird. Ari knew that Gabby and Tim were close too, so knowing that, it seemed all the more weird that she would actually degrade Timothy's character in such a way, when they were friends. It wasn't like a comment like that could be taken as her trying to be a good friend to Kat, while slandering Tim's trustworthiness for good reason, because just as Nat thought, Ari too, agreed that Tim had never done anything to make himself seem uninterested in Katherine. Ari had personal feelings involved, so that probably played a role in her opinion too, but if anything, she felt like Kat didn't have to worry at all about him being interested. Clearly, she thought, that Tim must be over interested in Kat to have broken his non-dating-mantra, just for her. "That is weird," she confirmed, perplexed herself as her eyes scanned their surroundings for their friends. They weren't in sight, even as they continued further into the store, so Ari didn't feel bad about continuing with the conversation. "You never know with Gabby," she stated, considering leaving it at that, because that was the truth, and Ari really didn't know what Gabby's motive could have been. She pondered aloud, about the first thing that popped into her mind a few seconds later, though. "You don't think that she's trying to sabotage their relationship to have Tim for herself, now that she's single, do you?" she asked, followed up by, "And they said this was where we should meet them, right?" She wasn't quite impatient, but given that the store was massive with two floors, Ari didn't want to have to search the entire place only to find out that their friends weren't even in there.

"I don't know what to think. I just know that I don't like it, either way," Natalia murmured as the two girls peered around the store in search of their friends. Nat made it a habit of not Bering too surprised about what others would and could do. She wasn't a fan of having a shock value, particularly one she herself couldn't see coming. So she had made it a priority to not think the worst of Gabrielle earlier upon her first making the color suggestion. It could have been relatively harmless if Nat had made the effort to not think on it too hard. There could have been a balance in color aesthetics; Kat could have been the yellow blending with two greens since the three usually stuck together during parties. At the same time, Natalia was neither optimistic nor naive. She would have never made it this far if she had ever been either. Which was why she couldn't help but him thoughtfully at Arizona's question before having given her response, a nagging feeling in the back of her head.

Just as Nat considered texting Katherine to see where the duo was, her own phone buzzed and Nat pulled it out of her pocket to see the picture and message from her friend. Smirking, and seriously wanting to laugh at how cute the brunette could be by trying to wear a robe over a bikini, Nat nodded to Arizona. "Dressing room, babe. Apparently someone's gotten Versace happy." Natalia explained as she led the way, familiar enough with the store layout to know where the changing rooms were. It wasn't a long walk but it was long enough for her and Arizona to catch the last two sentences Gabrielle fed Katherine from their separate changing stalls. With no indication of the rest of the conversation but their own conversation in mind, Nat gave Arizona a thoughtful sidelong glance before turning her attention back to the stalls. "Cute pic, Kat, but I'm pretty sure that has nothing to do with tomorrow's dress code unless that black is the darkest shade of red you could find," she settled on stating as opposed to warning the two girls of their arrival.

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