Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Clues » Nihilism » Strange Tales From Hadean » Art Gulag [ Come get this Commish! ] » Visibility of Private Universes & Profile Customisation » Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory » The Hidden Void » Removing CS From an Indy Universe : Solution » On the Matter of New Players and Orphaned Plays » STOP BLAMING US FOR RPG BEING SLOW! » Polytheism » The Game of Life » Just War »

Players Wanted: 18+, 1x1 Multi. Para to Novella Writers please! » Looking for 1 on 1 roleplayers » Fun tale full of angels, demons, and humans » Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ٩( ´・ш・)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) » Seeking Role Players for a TOG Based RP » so I made a Stranger Things RP idk why not come join »

0
followers
follow

Kayleen Cargill

"If I didn't know that the world doesn't revolve around me before, I definitely know now."

0 · 1,153 views · located in Brentwood, California

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

Description

Image

Image
Image
Image
Image
Image
Image
Image
Image
Personal Information

Full Name:
Kayleen Marie Cargill

Nickname
Kay

Preferred Name
Kayleen

Age
17

Date of Birth
November 27

Zodiac Sign
Sagittarius

Nationality
American

Ethnicity
Swedish, Irish, English

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Sexually Active?
Yes

Relationship History
She's had one boyfriend, and aside from him, one other sexual partner. She lost her virginity to a senior when she was a freshman, thinking it would give her a boost in popularity and that he actually liked her. This wasn't the case, though, and after a year of heartbreak, she started dating model Jay Alvarrez, who she was introduced to at a party while on vacation in Hawaii. He's based in Florida but would visit Kayleen multiple times a month, and she the same. She was planning on marrying him, which just goes to show how much she invested herself in it, but about a month ago, she found out that he had been cheating on her throughout the entire relationship. Needless to say, she's now single, but still grieving enough to think she never wants to date again.

Relationship Status
Single

Image
Image
Physical Appearance

Height
5'6

Weight
115 lbs

Body Build
Kayleen has a slim build, perfect for a bikini. Her measurements are 34-23-34 with a bra size of 32C.

Shape of Face
Square

Eye Color
Brown

Glasses or Contacts
No

Skin Tone
Kayleen is Caucasian, with naturally light skin that seems to be constantly tan due to her many tropical vacations (and though she won't admit it, a trip to a tanning bed here and there when she's feeling too pale).

Hair Color
Naturally dirty blonde that gets lighter with sun exposure

Hairstyle
x Her hair is usually kept in its natural state when worn down. It has a bit of an easy and relaxed look to it, and since it isn't naturally untamed or frizzy, she doesn't need to straighten it very often.

Style
Surprisingly, Kayleen's style is very in tuned with the stereotypical Californian look. She rocks the casual, but pretty look, and loves crop tops, tank tops, jeans, denim shorts, bralettes and sundresses. Her family has enough money that it only makes sense that even though her look is casual, it's costly, but her wardrobe isn't majorly made up of thousand dollar gowns and blouses.

Standard Outfit
An everyday outfit would be comprised of something similar to this. She normally opts for a pretty, yet simple, crop top and a pair of shorts that are questionably short. At home, she's usually either in a pair of boy short underwear and a sports bra or over sized t-shirt, or a bikini, on her way out to the pool. The California weather is one of the few things that she won't complain about, since she has been able to work out a lot of new outfits with it.

Overall Attractiveness
She's the epitome of western-European beauty; light skin, toned body, blonde hair, a pretty face... Most guys would rate her a ten. She'd probably say nine on a good day, and a seven or eight otherwise.
Image
Image
Image

Personality

Good Personality Traits
Adventurous, Fun, Simple (in comparison to many of her new peers)

Bad Personality Traits
Insensitive towards others' feelings, Close-Minded, Defensive

Personality
Kayleen is the type of girl who usually puts herself first. To a lot of people, that translates into an image of her being uncaring and selfish, but it usually isn't like that. She just prioritizes herself over other people, so if she doesn't want to hang out with someone, she isn't going to. She won't bend over backwards to comfort other people's wants and needs if they don't equate to her own. In a way, it's a defense mechanism. She's very sensitive to rejection and the idea of not fitting in, so she's grown to completely block out the idea that anyone else's opinions of her have any value or meaning. If someone thinks she's being a bitch or a bad friend, then she tries to just shrug her shoulders and remind herself that as long as she's happy, it doesn't matter. It's a mindset that a lot of people wish they had, but she has it to an extent where it isn't completely healthy. She can be insensitive to people's feelings and sometimes forgets that real friendships involve sacrifices that go both ways. She's the type of person who has no problem sitting alone during lunch or being her own partner on a class project. Again, it sometimes gives people the chance to interpret it as her thinking she's better than them, but a lot of the time, it isn't the case. She just doesn't want to bother herself with people who she doesn't think will do anything for her. It takes a lot for her to invest herself in people.

To those that she's close with, Kayleen can be a lot of fun. She loves drinking and partying, is always up for vacationing, especially to a tropical destination, and she always likes to gossip over the latest drama. She doesn't think of herself as a mean girl, but that's probably because she's not used to being challenged or having her flaws pointed out to her. She's used to having her way go, and thinks of it just as normalcy rather than her being demanding or petty.

Overall, most people's first impression of Kayleen is that she's uninterested in them because she thinks she's superior to them, or is just quiet. They don't know that she has already either decided that they seem useless to her, or that they seem like potential friends but she has too many secret insecurities to make the first move. She can be cold and insensitive even when she does soften up to people, but with her friends, it's more known that she's fun and energetic, and sometimes has a mouth that gets her into trouble.

Greatest Joys in Life
Her friends, the beach, sleeping, alcohol, vacationing

Greatest Fears
Spiders, rodents, tsunamis, being kidnapped

Priorities
Her first priority would just be getting back home to her old life. She does have some normal, teenage priorities too: having a fun senior year, maybe finding romance, and graduating with little stress. She isn't really prioritizing school because she has no set career aspirations, and honestly isn't excited or interested in the idea of college, aside from joining a sorority.

Mental or Physical Disabilities
Mild-moderate Dyscalculia

Life Philosophy
"Love yourself so much that when someone treats you wrong, you recognize it."
Image
Image
ImageImage
Past

Hometown
Bozeman, Montana {0 - 17}
Beverly Park, California {17 - Current}

What was your Childhood Like?
Kayleen is the daughter of Austen Cargill II and Mary Stone. She has one half-brother, Timothy Cargill, who she believes, destroyed her perfect family. It only existed for a few months, but she likes to think that it had been perfect and would have been had he not been born. Timothy is the child of a love affair, one that led to Mary divorcing Austen, and Austen choosing his mistress and new son over Mary and Kayleen. Austen is one of the heirs to the Cargill empire, and owns around 4 billion of the family's 45 billion dollar worth. He loves ranching and the great outdoors, and purchased an 8 acre lot in Montana where he built an extensive home for the family before the divorce. Kayleen grew up with tons of space to run around, lots of fresh air, but no real father figure, and definitely no contact with her brother. She saw her father maybe five or six times over her lifetime, but his presence in her life was mostly shown through the child support checks he sent every month. In addition to Timothy, Kayleen also acquired a half-sister, and she knew her just as little as she knew him.

Although Mary had Kayleen convinced that Austen abandoned them, it wasn't really like that. He very well loved his daughter, but didn't want to make things worse with a custody battle. Besides, he knew that Mary was a good mother, and he was so involved in work, that he allowed Mary to take primary custody of her without any objections. Getting her on holidays would have been nice, but given that he moved to California after the divorce, it would have been useless to attempt to win weekend or joint custody. Mary worked as a top editor in a publishing company that her father founded, so she did well on her own, but the extravagant child support that Austen paid helped maintain their lavish lifestyle, so Kayleen really did grow up just as nicely as her father's children did.

Overall, her childhood was positive and fairly normal for someone of such wealth. She lived in an upscale, rural community and seemed to always be one step ahead of the other kids. It allowed her to be popular and the center of attention. Kayleen had the material things she wanted, the friends she wanted, and the attention that everyone wants. If she had one complaint about her childhood, it would be that her parents didn't live together, and that her mother always seemed to have boyfriends, but no one who actually stuck around.

Pets
Kayleen does not currently have any pets. She grew up having a few dogs, but the last one passed away last spring.

Childhood Hero or Idol
She was a huge Britney Spears fan as a child.

Dream Job
She has no real career aspirations at this point. She isn't one of those people who were lucky enough to find their niche in an art or sport early on, so she's really not sure what she wants to do after school. Becoming a travel blogger has always seemed cool to her, because it seems as easy as taking nice vacations and posting artsy photos to Instagram, but she doubts her family would be supportive of something as non-traditional and stable as that.

Schools Attended
Headwaters Academy, MT {Private Catholic School || Preschool - Grade 11}
Brentwood School - Brentwood, CA {Private School || Grade 12}
Image
Image


Present

Currently Living With?
Kayleen is currently living with her father, step-mother, half-sister and half-brother.

Pets
Kayleen doesn't own any pets.

Summer Spent
Her summer was spent partially moping around, after the begging failed to work in convincing her mother to let her live in their Montana home alone for her senior year. The rest of the summer was actually spent well, hanging out with friends, taking vacations and having as much fun as possible, before she was forced to pack up and move to California.

Socioeconomic Status
Kayleen has a credit card linked to her father's bank account, so she doesn't have any real spending restrictions. Her father is worth billions, and her mother millions, so she's set for life. She's a part of the upper class.

Home
Kayleen doesn't consider her father's house to be a home, but it's where she'll be spending her senior year. She still likes to claim that her mother's home was far nicer, but living in Beverly Park is completely different. Her house in Montana was one of the nicest in the state and occupied over 8 acres of land, but still wasn't as frivolous as her father's Beverly Hills home. It's a transition, adjusting from living in the middle of nowhere to such a populated town and state, and right now, Kayleen's resistant to any sort of change involving her new life.

In addition to her father's Beverly Hills home, he owns a few other homes in Miami, Paradise Valley, New York, Aspen, London and Nice. Her mother got the Bozeman, MT house during the divorce settlement, and in addition to that, owns homes in Charleston, SC, Jupiter Island, FL, New York, NY and is renting an apartment in London.

Transportation
Right now, she doesn't have a car with her and is relying on her family's chauffeur. Her Mercedes G550 is home and is scheduled to be brought out some time this week, but she's considering just getting a new car. She's been looking to change it up anyway.

Goals
Right now, her biggest goal is to get back to Montana and her old friends. It's kind of ironic considering how her whole life, she wanted to get out of the state and was constantly traveling, but she misses her old life. A short term goal, and her attempt to make the most of the situation, is to learn how to surf. She's done it a couple of times in Hawaii but doesn't really know how to do it. She does want to get married, have kids and travel more frequently too.

Secrets

ImageImage
Family
Name: Mary Stone || Role: Mother || Age: 44 || Life Status: Living || Occupation: Editor/Currently teaching college English courses

Name: Austen Cargill II || Role: Father || Age: 49 || Life Status: Living || Occupation: CEO of Cargill

Name: Jacqueline Cargill || Role: Stepmother || Age: 41 || Life Status: Living || Occupation: Actress

Name: Timothy Cargill || Role: Brother || Age: 17 || Life Status: Living || Occupation: Student

Name: Michaela Cargill || Role: Sister || Age: 14 || Life Status: Living || Occupation: Student

Image
Brentwood School
Grade
12

Lifer? Newcomer?
Newcomer, this is her first year.

Scholarship or Not?
Non-Scholarship

Group/Clique
She's a transfer student.

Are You Happy?
No

Would You Change?
Kayleen isn't happy with her life right now in general, so returning to Montana would be her number one change request. All throughout her life, she was nearly the Queen Bee, so naturally, she knows that she would fit in best with the royals. However, she's stubborn and she doesn't want to act like she needs friends or to fit in anywhere, so for now, she's going to act like she's quite content being completely friendless.

Clubs/Teams/Sports


What Are You Looking Forward To?

ImageImage
Out of Character
Plotline Ideas for your Character?
Kayleen's going to have a lot of opportunities socially, since she'll be a new face at the school. That includes chances to make friends, lovers, enemies, etc. I'll be able to explore the relationship with her half-siblings, too.

Timezone
EST

How Often Do you Post?
Within 48 hours of it being my turn.

So begins...

Kayleen Cargill's Story

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: 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: Oleander Q. Fari Character Portrait: Kya Gonzalez Character Portrait: Alessia Lawless Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith Character Portrait: Ripley McClain Character Portrait: Paek Jae-Hwa
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Flighty
Image
Image Image
Although school had officially begun two days before, on Wednesday, September 7th, even today on Friday, the 9th, things still felt new. Students were only just beginning to pick up their new routines for the year, and adjust to having to wake up early every morning, rather than being permitted to sleep until noon like they could do on those summer days that they would reminisce about for the next eight or nine months. Although Elijah had been through this ritual for many years now, given that he had gone to Brentwood since kindergarten, and had started a new year on this specific Brentwood campus since sixth grade, he was no different from the majority students regarding that. It still felt wrong for him to be waking up at seven in the morning, rather than one in the afternoon, and to be pulling into the school's student parking lot, rather than the parking lot for the beach. For many obvious reasons, starting school again sucked, but it wasn't all bad in Eli's eyes. He had a lot of friends, and socializing was always an enjoyable thing for him. Plus, he was one of those students who never struggled in school, so he wasn't all that worried about the advanced courses he was taking this semester. He was only just beginning his third day of senior year, and he was already convinced that it was going to be a year that he could just cruise through, like he had done for the past three years of high school.

With Alessia in the passenger seat, Eli pulled into the student parking lot around 8:15 and hopped out of his BMW X5 M. "Listen, Ali. You heard Mom. Don't be getting your ass into any trouble today, all right? It's Friday and I know you and your little sophomore friends think you're gonna be able to party and shit this year, but that's not how it works. Only one of us can get away with that, and we both know that person is going to be me." He was half kidding, and purposely being obnoxious to get under her skin, really, though. Being obnoxious was one of Elijah's most well known talents, and if anyone had been subjected to it to know it proficiently, it was the girl who had lived in the same house as him for her entire life. As they approached the school's quad, that was already highly populated with students, Eli continued. "And you know what, if you keep yourself out of trouble, maybe, just maybe, I'll snag an invite for you and your weird little friends for Tim's party tomorrow," he offered, still purposely being annoying, as if he was doing her a huge favor. Though he knew that Alessia could just show up and get in, if she really wanted to, given that Timothy would never be an ass and reject her, he was sure that Ali was wanting, if not planning, on going. Timothy had a history of using his house as the unofficial "first party of the year" site, and this year, he was planning a "stoplight party". It was a party that was meant to physically demonstrate your relationship status, hence "breaking the ice" without actually having to do anything. If you wore green, it meant that you were available. Yellow symbolized something in between taken and available, as if it were a label for "it's complicated" (though Eli always took yellow as being equivalent to green), and red meant that you were unavailable. Although he knew that no matter what the theme was, things were always fun when Timothy was hosting, he was especially excited for this year's party, and as he and his sister entered the quad, he texted his fellow blonde friend saying, "On campus yet? Everything set for tm?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Rivers
Image
ImageImage

"She just texted me that she's on her way out, just give her a second," Timothy insisted, a bit impatiently, after Michaela piped up a complaint about how long it was taking Katherine to come out of her house. In truth, his sister had all the right to be annoyed. Timothy was used to Katherine's tendency to run late, but it didn't mean that everyone else was, and with Michaela and Kayleen both in the car, waiting on her too, Timothy knew that he needed Katherine to actually be telling the truth this time, that she was really on her way out. He was unsure whether to believe it, though, considering that she had promised the same thing five minutes ago. It was only a ten minute drive to school from Katherine's home, and though it was only eight o'clock, Timothy still felt pressed for time with the pressure of holding both of his siblings up. He knew that Michaela was purposely being a bit dramatic, especially since Timothy had convinced their mother to force Mickey to ride along with him, rather than go with her friends, out of his own desire to not have to be alone with Kayleen in the car. It wasn't that anything was wrong with his half-sister, and as made apparent at that very moment, she was good at doing nothing other than staring out the window or using her phone silently throughout the car ride, but Timothy still felt like their silence was uncomfortable. He preferred Michaela and her antics, over that silence any day.

However, in the back of his mind, he was definitely considering flagging down Nat in the hallway, when he saw her later, and requesting that she take on driving-Kat duty for the entirety of the next week. He would make sure that Natalia made it seem like she was the one who wanted to take that job off of Timothy's hands, as to not offend Katherine, but it seemed like something that had to be done, at least until Kayleen's car arrived next week. Though their father had offered multiple times for her to use one of their spare cars, the blonde had insisted that she didn't mind driving with Timothy, and though that made him feel better, in a way, because he did possess an unnecessary amount of guilt over her situation, and a desire to make her feel comfortable, he now was wishing she had driven herself. At least, if he didn't have to drive Katherine while he was driving Kayleen too, the ride to Brentwood would be quicker and less painful. Considering that Katherine didn't have her driver's license still, convincing Natalia to drive her was his only option at relieving himself of the extra passenger, even if he did love driving with Katherine every morning. It was only him overthinking things, as he tended to do, but still, he couldn't help but to feel tense until the minute he saw the brunette emerge from her front door. "See, what did I tell you?" he said, not even turning to look at his sister in the passenger's seat as he returned the smile and wave that Katherine sent his way, as she hurried towards the car. "She's here, and we're still going to be early. You've gotta learn to relax and trust me, Mickey. You should know by now that everything goes perfectly when I'm in charge," he said, boastfully teasing, before Katherine got in.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Gabrielle Lawrence
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
ImageImageImage
ImageImage
"Sorry, sorry!" Kat exclaimed, the moment she pulled open the car door. Though she was one of those people who were serial offenders for being late, it wasn't like she wasn't apologetic about it. If it was only Timothy in the car, she likely would have taken at least another ten minutes getting out, but with his sisters waiting, and especially Kayleen, she did feel the need to express her remorse. She knew Michaela well enough by now, but she had only just met Kayleen a few days ago, and she still felt the need to make a good first impression to the girl. "I'm here. My contacts were like, absolutely on the verge of forcing me to stay home today, by some miracle, I got them in, so here I am!" she explained, at a speed that was a few paces faster than normal, as she got situated in the back row of the car. She rummaged through her backpack for only a minute, before locating a bag of chocolate chip cookies that her stepmother had sent her out the door with. It had been a compromise, really, considering that Katherine had used her contacts-catastrophe as an excuse for why she had no time to eat breakfast. Elaine likely knew that Katherine wasn't going to consume all of the cookies with no pressure from the woman breathing down her neck, but she hoped that her stepdaughter would at least have one to put something into her stomach for the morning. Katherine had no intentions of eating the cookies, and instead, tossed them into the console in between Timothy and Michaela, saying, "Elaine wanted me to give you these, Tim. Meredith made them yesterday, and she remembered that you liked them last time you were over," she explained falsely, referencing the family's personal chef. It was a good sign that at this point in Katherine's life, she actually would feel a tinge of guilt when she did something that she knew wasn't healthy, but she pushed that thought aside as she reminded herself that she had brought a bottle of SunLife pressed juice with her, that would act as breakfast. It wasn't as filling as a real breakfast, but it was definitely better than consuming nothing, and for Katherine, willingly consuming anything was a big step anyway.

"So, how are you liking California so far?" she said, turning to Kayleen, then. Though Katherine was generally selective with who she befriended, it was a no brainer to her that she make an effort with Kayleen. For one, the girl was pretty, and being attractive and socially acceptable was important to Kat. Secondly, she was Timothy's sister, so that automatically meant that she felt like she had to be nice, and thirdly, she had taken Timothy insisting that Kayleen probably wouldn't like anyone, as a bit of a challenge because she felt like she was impossible to dislike. She wanted to prove him wrong, so allowing Kayleen to not like her simply wasn't an option. "If you're not doing anything later, you should totally hang out with Tim and I. We're going to go shopping, right?" she said, her head than turning quickly back towards the front row of the car. The "right" part wasn't so much as to confirm that those were the plans, but to tell him that those were the plans, because she didn't plan on accepting no for an answer. Timothy had gotten out of shopping with her last weekend, but she wanted to make sure that their red outfits for Saturday were perfect.

"Yeah, yeah, shopping. Wouldn't miss it for the world," Timothy answered, his voice purposely strained as if the idea of shopping was truly agonizing. Sitting on a chair outside of the dressing room, and haven't to nod that yes, that outfit looked great, wasn't his idea of fun, but he didn't dread it that badly. He liked making Katherine happy, so a few hours of boredom would be worth it in the end. "You're more than welcome to come, Kayleen," he added, looking at his sister through the rear-view mirror momentarily as they drove, before adding, "Though, you'll have to clear, like, five hours, out of your schedule, because this one likes to try on every single thing in every single store." It was a jab at Katherine in response to her demanding-ness, but also an attempt to lighten things up, considering that Kayleen remained silent, still. She paused for another few seconds even, after Timothy said that, before cracking a smile, that mostly came out of her desire to seem polite. "I appreciate the invite, but I'm actually good on clothes," she insisted. She did want to go shopping at some point, but she was content with waiting for her own car to arrive, so that she could do it on her own. Her father had already offered, her stepmother had already offered, and this offer from Katherine and Timothy wasn't welcomed any better than the other two. Kayleen was just still in that mindset where she didn't want to adjust to living in California. She didn't want to warm up to her "new" family, or make any friends, or allow herself to feel even remotely comfortable here, because she didn't want to consider this place home. It wasn't home. She was uprooted from her own home and forced to live here, with a family that would never be her real family.

"Oh, don't believe him! I do not take five hours, and you have to come, Kayleen! A girl can never have enough clothes and you don't want to be the only person sitting home alone on a Friday night! Just come! I'll invite more people, it'll be fun! Have you met Gabby yet? Or Nat? I'll see if they'll come. You'll totally love them!" she exclaimed, a hand instinctively reaching across the empty seat in between them to grab Kayleen's wrist, out of a mixture of excitement and the desire to get Kayleen to say yes. Katherine was a physical person by nature, so she often forgot how some people found being touched and hugged and grabbed to be off-putting. She only pulled her hand away to make good on her claim, as she pulled her phone out from her backpack to text Gabrielle and Natalia.

To: Gabrielle
GABBY <3! Shopping after school? Tim's new sister is going to come!

To: Natalia
HI NAT! You might not remember but I totally feel like you promised that you would go shopping with me and Timothy and his sister tonight, and if you back out I will totally be so offended and never want to talk to you again.

Tim knew that Katherine was only being friendly and good natured, but as made apparent earlier, Kayleen made him feel tense, so it worried him that Katherine was coming off as pushy. His eyes remained focused on the rear view mirror for longer than was probably safe, considering he was still driving, as Kayleen eventually agreed to "possibly" come, and Katherine seemed to accept that as an answer. By the time they got to school, Michaela was quick to hop out and disappear, and Timothy was sure that Kayleen would have opted to head into school solo, had it not been for Katherine, again. "What have you been doing for lunch for the past two days? Timothy, I can't believe that you didn't insist that she eat with us! Today, you have to, Kayleen! All of our friends are seriously going to love you!" He was too focused on his phone to jump in sooner, as he sent out a few texts, while slowly walking behind the girls, towards the quad.

To: Elijah
Just got here. Wya? All's good for tomorrow.

To: Sebastian
Got your green ready for tomorrow, man?

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Rhapsody I. Vincent
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮
Image
Image
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯
In collaboration with Chandz
╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮
Image
Image
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯

It would probably surprise the handful of classmates who had issues with waking up early in the morning to be on time for school, but Natalia had never been much of a late-riser to begin with. As much as she loved lazy days where she could lounge about, particularly after a long week of exercise and cheer practice, the simple truth was that other than a possible cat-nap in between movies or shows, Natalia rarely slept in late. She just couldn't. So, it really wasn't any surprise that by the time her babushka had made sure Sebastian was awake and breakfast was being made, Natalia was just coming back from a run with Shuri, who acted more like a dog than a cat, but Nat couldn't really complain about that. The active feline was her best companion on running and was motivation enough to keep going. They had eaten breakfast, Nat had her second cup of YSWARA's Thousand Hills Majesty Tea, and then two were off on their own ways in the estate to get ready for the day. Knowing the cat, she was either going to see if the kitten was up for some fun since Bucky was energetic first thing in the morning, or was going out on the grounds to run around with whatever toys that were out and about.

By the time the large clock in the foyer read 7:25, Nat was making her way down the front staircase, sliding a headscarf she had stolen from Rhapsody into her hair, the heels of her Francesco Russo ankle boots click-clacking against the pietra-dura mosaic of the floor. "Bas, are you ready?" She called, sending out a quick text to both Katherine and Rhapsody before sliding the newly purchased Diamond Rose edition of her Iphone 7 Plus into the back pocket of her skinny jeans.

To: Rhaps
Stole a headscarf

To: Kit Kat
Omw 2 skool

In contrast to Nat, the mornings were hard for Sebastian. Not because he slept in a lot, but because of Jamie. Sebastian had spent so many sleepless nights consoling Jamie during an episode that it seems that he’s never quite caught up on sleep. Lately, however, he’s been spending a few more nights at Nat’s and it seems as though his sleep is slowly getting better. This morning was one of those mornings where Sebastian can’t help but bury his face deep into a pillow and continue counting his sheep through heavy eye lids. Bas laid belly down on Natalia’s bed and nuzzled his head into a collection of pillows surrounding him. He stretched his arms out and reached for Natalia but she wasn’t there. He pulled his head away from the massive mountain of pillows Nat insisted on having on her bed and peered his eyes open to see an empty bedside. Bas pouted and rolled onto his back. He peeled away the crust from his eye lids and opened his eyes to see Nat’s grandmother walking into the room. She had probably been asked by Natalia to wake the boy up because otherwise, he would’ve just slept through the day. He smiled politely as she turned herself around and left. Sebastian jumped into the shower and quickly showered as he waited for Natalia’s return from wherever she had run off to so early in the morning. He had gotten ready quickly in a casual outfit and made his way downstairs. Natalia was waiting in the foyer, calling out for him. “Yeah, I’m coming. I’m coming.” He called back, as he trotted down the staircase, fastening his watch to his wrist.

Nat glanced at the nearest mirror, inspecting her own outfit minutely when she heard Bas arriving from behind her. Grabbing the keys and Dolce & Gabbana backpack she had left under the table closest to the front door, Nat turned at hearing his voice, lips slowly forming into a small smirk at the slightly tousled appearance of Sebastian's hair. It was enough that in these last few weeks, Nat was beginning to enjoy the appearance of a just waking up Sebastian a bit too much for a person who was supposed to be just a friend, but the temptation to touch his hair was a bit too much for her, particularly since she was in the comfort of her own home and had no real reason to stop herself from reaching over and at least attempting to tame the short spikes of soft brown hair. "We should probably get going. I'll actually feel just a touch insulted if Kat gets to school before me," she said lowly with a small smile, pulling away but not too far to head towards the door. "We taking your jeep?"

The smirk that spread across Natalia’s lips stimulated the same across Bas’s face. Sebastian loved the innocent parts of Natalia – the smiles that spread across her cheek when she’s thinking about him or the way she so innocently wants to touch him, feel him, just to know that he’s really right there. It puts butterflies in his stomach but he wouldn’t admit it. After all, they are just friends. As she turned from him, he frowned. There were parts of him that were okay with being just friends, but then there were parts of him that wake up in her bed in the morning and want nothing other than to snuggle into her and feel her warmth against his bare chest. There were parts of him, like now, that wanted to just kiss her and hold her. As she turned away from him, he grabbed onto her arm and pulled her back into his chest. He craned his neck to look down at her as she fit perfectly underneath him. “How about, we stay here and just spend the day in bed instead?” His lips pursed into a smile, and as her warm brown eyes looked back at him, he felt himself melting into her. Sure, they were just friends but there were moments like these where just friends didn’t do their label justice. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Natalia and held her tightly to him. “Kat’s only going to pull you away from me anyway. Might as well stay here where you can stay with me as long as you’d like.” Sebastian’s grin grew across his still sleepy face.

Nat wasn't shocked, per say, to feel the hand that wrapped itself around her wrist, but she wasn't exactly able to stop the barely discernible and surprised hitch of her breath when she was pulled back against Sebastian. The second their eyes met, though, she was doing something she rarely did - giggling and so much so that the laughter made tiny wrinkles form on her nose. Nat was used to chuckling, letting out a loose variant of laughing, or just flat-out laughing at her friends' antics or jokes. However, one of her newest capabilities in the last two years has become giggling and it's been mainly caused by Sebastian, a fact that steadily makes her want to duck away and hide. Regardless of how much she had cared about her exes, these feelings Sebastian was able to drudge up from within her - the fluttering in the pit of her stomach, an unnecessary desire to smile like an idiot just like she would tease Kat for, the entirely strange insurgence of random joy - were all still new, foreign. And absolutely terrifying.

"I'd love that," she admitted, biting her lower lip softly and reached up with her free hand to mess with the buttons of his Henley top, sighing. It was a tempting thought. Natalia could catch up pretty quickly in any class that she wanted to, always had been able to. She wouldn't be able to say she was perfect at everything since that was unrealistic, but she wasn't new to wanting to miss school and doing so. At the same time, it was still technically early (they literally had only started two days ago, after all) for her to be skipping. And then she'd have to do some explaining...which was the main and only reason she was convinced that she needed to sit through several hours of school when she was being given the chance to take all of these clothes back off, specifically when she was pretty sure she could get Bas to do the same. "However, Baba's not letting that happen any time soon and I'm a big girl, but even I'm not bold enough to face that stare down this early in the game." Or the sparring match Tatiana would more than likely propose since, if Nat could take the time to not go to school, she could surely entertain a sparring match to see what Tatiana's money had paid for. Which was just...no.

Sebastian groaned, rolling his neck dramatically. “Fine, I guess we can go.” He jokingly whined and Nat chuckled. Bas peered over both his shoulders, and then looked back at Nat. “Have to make sure your babu isn’t around before I do this,” Bas craned his neck further and leaned down, pressing his lips against hers and kissing her softly. Nat didn't even pretend to not sigh into it and almost took back her desire to leave the house, but refrained, pressing back gently but not fully deepening it like she wanted to. Eventually, Seb pulled away and smiled. “Not trying to get hit or anything,” He chuckled, making her roll her eyes, and pulled away to make his way towards the door. Sebastian opened the door to Nat’s house and waited for her to walk by and then followed her to his car, where he opened the passenger side door for her to get in. He followed her into the car and made their way to school.

By the time the two of them were parked in Sebastian's usual parking spot, Nat was only halfway regretting not choosing to brave Tatiana's abrasive yet motherly tendencies in favor of spending the day in bed with Sebastian. Even the fact that it wouldn't be long until she saw a few of her friends wasn't enough to dispel the lingering sense of longing for her pillows and the sounds of the ocean she can hear if all of the windows of her bedroom were open. The thought enough made her roll her eyes in displeasure at the sight of Brentwood, but a second later her usual blank expression had returned in lieu of the classmates who walked by or glanced at Sebastian's jeep.

"Oh, hey look," she exclaimed, though the actual serious excitement in her voice was lacking as she nodded in the direction of Eli's vehicle. Leave it to him to actually be on campus early this time in the semester. Nat gave him another three weeks or so, and he'd be running late due to the hangover he was bound to have from the night before or simply not feeling like getting out of bed. She turned back to Sebastian, knowing full on well his true feelings for the blonde, to add teasingly, "It's your boy, Eli. Need me to give you two a moment for your budding romance or nah?" The inquiry was spoken with a sly grin as Natalia scooped up her bag and phone so that she could avoid the shove that would, no doubt, come her way from Sebastian. Still with the grin on her face, Nat closed the passenger door and met Bas at the front of the jeep, chuckling at the expression on his face. "But seriously though, you're not allowed to skip tomorrow's party. It's your last first party of the year and I, for one, am not gonna be there laughing at everyone else getting drunk off their asses without you," she told him, wrapping an arm around his waist so that she could fit back under his arm like before.

Sebastian thought about all the nights spent with Natalia over the summer. His mind often goes back to the night when they first had sex, they solidified more than a friendship between the two of them. They’ve been pretty much living that part in secret but it hasn’t stopped the fire between them. It was never intentional but after a few drinks, everything seemed possible between the two. Their close friendship could’ve been in jeopardy had either of them been sober but for some reason, the alcohol helped soften the blow of the acts. Though how they came to be something a little more than friends isn’t exactly how either of them would’ve wanted, the very fact that they are an item – whether in secret or not – makes him happy. Sebastian would love to make something more of their relationship but he’s not too sure how Nat feels about it and he’s never been good at expressing these types of emotions so she has no clue how he really feels. They never really talk about it.

Now, Sebastian pulled into his usual parking spot and playfully rolled his eyes with Natalia’s comment about Eli. She knew very well how she felt about him but she loved taking soft jabs at her best friend. He smirked and got out of the car and met Nat in front of his jeep. Her arms wrapped around his waist and she fit herself against his chest, under his chin again. Sebastian pulled his hands from his pockets and wrapped them around the girl. Sebastian groaned – this time for real, and rolled his eyes before looking at the girl. “Fine, but I’m only going because you’ll be there to kill me if need be.” Nat didn't even bother to exclaim how dramatic he was being; just rolled her eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, Bas say Eli walking by and remembered the theme of the party. “Which reminds me…” Unsure of how to bring up the topic of color they should wear – considering the theme of the party was a ‘breaking the ice’ party where the attendee would wear, green, yellow, or red to signify their relationship status – he figured it’d be best to just not bother. “Are we carpooling to that or should I meet you there?” Sebastian thought that perhaps it's better to not stir the pot right now. The bell rang shortly after his question. Seb started to lean in for a kiss but realized where they were. His action made her tense, though Nat wasn't particularly moving to get away, Bas broke away and smiled at her innocently and apologetically. Leaving Nat to quell the disappointment that she kept from her face. “I’ll see you for lunch?” He asked her as he began making his way towards his class.

Nat watched him go with a frown, but not before seeing Kat walking with Tim and Kayleen. It made her pull her phone out to see the brunette's text, shake her head, before briskly walking to catch up. "Hey, Tim! Hey, kotenok!" She called and when she caught up, Nat gave Katherine a small smirk before turning to Kayleen, nodding gently, "Morning, Kayleen," she greeted before smirking at Tim. "Just missed Bas. Someone decided he wanted to be a good little student and get to class on time." And no, there was no trace of a pout on her face at all, if Nat had any control or say on it.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Rivers
Image
Image Image
Image
"Ugh, here she goes again talking about him," Katherine groaned, soon after they greeted Nat, her eyes moving between Kayleen and Timothy, complaining as if Natalia wasn't standing right there. It wasn't as if Nat had never heard the complaints before, anyway. Though she would never admit it, Katherine had a very frequent tendency of being jealous and territorial. In a way, it was flattering, because when she became territorial over people, it only meant that she cared about them and valued them over most people. At the same time, in cases like this, with Natalia, it's less-than-appealing side would rear its head, because Katherine would become territorial for selfish reasons. Sebastian Cole had never done anything to prove to her that he was an unfit boyfriend or friend or whatever the two wanted to claim to be, to Natalia, and yet she still refused to believe that he was good enough for her friend. She liked to believe that she just thought that Natalia was so amazing, that she was too precious to stoop down to the level of any of the guys that they had ever met, but in reality, Katherine didn't want Nat to become involved with anyone, out of fear that it would cut into the time that she could spend with her. As bratty as it sounded, Katherine liked having her friends "on call", and even though most were always busy enough to not be on call when she needed them all of the time, she knew that allowing them one more close relationship would only make them all the more unavailable to her. And so, without fail, Kat always liked to be dramatic and act like Nat did nothing other than talk about Sebastian, even if he rarely came up in conversation. "I'll fill you in, Kayleen, since you'll probably have to hear a lot about him this afternoon - he's this guy that's obsessed with Nat. Like, he's decent looking, or whatever, but he's really just not on her level, and I try to tell her that all of the time, but she refuses to listen," she said, now looking to Natalia, with a look that read, "isn't that right?".

"As you can see, my friends love making a good first impression," he said, smiling more rigidly than normally, as he looked to Kayleen who shook her head and smiled, as if she were making an attempt at dispelling the apologetic look on his face. "Who doesn't love some drama every now and then?" she said, before looking down at her phone, and reading the time. There was no rush to get inside, but she was still learning the layout of the school, and wanted to get to her locker before first period too, so it seemed reasonable to head inside now. "I'm going to head in. I have to stop at my locker and stuff before physics, but thanks for the ride, Tim. I'll see you guys later," she said, smiling at the girls at the last part, and then turning to head inside before waiting for their responses. Timothy only nodded at Kayleen's departure, but watched as she headed into the building, as if to make sure that she looked like she was headed in the right direction. He was distracted enough to have missed Natalia saying, "Kotenok, enough," accompanied by a stare that probably accounted for Katherine intertwining her fingers with his. The touch of her soft hand brought him back to reality, and he turned back to the girls. "Hopefully I'm allowed to talk about him, then," he said, rolling his eyes, but only being playful, as he gave Katherine's hand a gentle squeeze. "But really, I'm not surprised. That guy's got a good head on his shoulders. I always say that about Bas. He's got his priorities straight," he said, casually, yet thoughtfully, as if to reassure Natalia that no one other than Katherine believed what she had told Kayleen. Timothy didn't feel the need to protect Natalia or look out for her in any extreme aspect anyway, but e if he did, he would have felt comfortable with her and Bas being together. Timothy meant what he said, about believing that Sebastian was a good guy. "I'm starting to think that you want him for yourself, actually, Kat. I think you talk about him more than she does," he accused her, with a mockingly hurt tone.

"Um, absolutely false!" Katherine objected immediately, as she sent Timothy a glare for essentially taking Natalia's side. There was no need to feign offense for him believing that she wanted Bas, because Bas wasn't despicable enough, socially or physically, for her to act appalled at the accusation for. As stated, there was nothing wrong with him, so much as there was with her own personality. "I only talk about him when she talks about him, or when she decides to abandon me, for him, but fine, I won't say another word about him! Besides, we have better things to talk about! Like shopping today!" She squeezed Timothy's hand in excitement, though her eyes were focused on Natalia. While she enjoyed dragging Timothy with her to go shopping, because Kat was the kind of person who almost always liked having someone with her to socialize with, she definitely preferred her girlfriends for events like shopping. If she didn't want Kayleen to come, or if she thought to suggest it as a girl's trip, she wouldn't have even invited him to begin with. "We need to find you something nice and green, right?" she said. In her mind, that counted as putting talk about Sebastian to rest, even if she was indirectly hinting that Nat had no reason to wear anything other than green, dismissing their relationship. The "kitten" in Russian, that Nat had sent her way, a minute before, had her at least remaining indirect about it, though.

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
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Chandz
ImageXXXXXXXXXXXXXImage XXXXXXXXXXXXXImage

ImageImageImage

Lennox XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Rhys XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSebastian



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: Kayleen Cargill
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Rivers
ImageImage
Kayleen didn't know why she was in such a rush to leave Tim and his friends, because she had no where to rush to. She did make it to her locker, where she spent a few minutes sorting out what she wanted to take with her for the morning, and what to leave until after lunch, but after that, she still had around ten minutes until classes actually begun. Part of her felt like just going to her physics classroom and sitting down and waiting, but at the same time, while she was a new student here, she wasn't new to high school. She didn't want to be "that kid" who was the first to arrive to class, or to even just have to make awkward small talk with the physics teacher, if they arrived to class early as well. Back at home, Kayleen had been a big fish in a small pond, so becoming a small fish in a big pond was something she still had to get used to. In her defense, though, she knew that she didn't need to be so small, if she didn't want to be. Unlike other transfer students, Kayleen was not starting at the bottom of the social ladder. She was the half-sister of a Royal, and that in itself gave her a pretty big jump over a lot of students. It wasn't a step up that she wished to even really acknowledge though, because she was still in the petulant mindset that if she refused to adjust to this life, somehow, it would change. She would get her way and be able to return home. It didn't make any sense, and any person looking in from the outside would wonder why she simply didn't just make the best out of a situation where she had her father in the palm of her hand, as he did all he could to make her feel at home here, but that wasn't where her mind was. She had not reached that stage yet, and was still set on sulking and attempting to believe that this wasn't really her new reality.

With that in mind, it made sense that after a minute of pondering, she took the option of going to class early. There wasn't any other viable option in her head anyway, but had she been in a mindset where she did want to make the best out of this year, she definitely could have made a better attempt at being social. For one, she easily could have remained with her brother and his friends. His girlfriend, especially, seemed very friendly, and the other girl, Natalia, who came along as well, seemed nice enough. If she had not wanted to remain with them, though, she even still could have approached some of the people in the hallway that looked familiar with her. Even though she had only been in the school for two days, Kayleen was the kind of person who was good at remembering people's names. As she navigated through the hallway, she recognized Keara from her public speaking class, and Sebastian from history, and Kristen from physics, and Amanda from English. All she had to do was go over to one of them, and even just ask a stupid question that she already knew the answer to, like what time first period started, or what direction the restrooms were located in, and maybe that would lead to a real conversation that could maybe lead to a genuine friendship. She just couldn't bring herself into doing it though. Part of it was not having the motivation, knowing that as a senior, these people probably all had their own set friend groups and didn't need a stranger joining them. Additionally, what played into it was her own lack of motivation, and also, the fact that she didn't like feeling like she had to beg for friendships, when she came from a life of being at the top of the ladder, automatically, in itself.

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: Rhapsody I. Vincent Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Chandz
ImageXXXXXXXXXXXXXImage XXXXXXXXXXXXXImage

ImageImageImage

Lennox XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Rhys XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXSebastian


It's not that Sebastian didn't enjoy hanging around with the other A-listers of Brentwood, much less that he didn't enjoy being one. It's more so the fact that Sebastian is sometimes, simply, exhausted of keeping up with the facade that he does. Truly, the only person that knows all of Sebastian for who he is, is Natalia. It is much less fortunate that aside from all the secrets he's either forced or feels the need to keep, his relationship with Natalia is among them. He struggled with keeping his secrets in the first place. For Sebastian, being something he wasn't took a toll on him. He wanted nothing more to share the truth about his home life, or the lack thereof. However, he knew that had the truth come out about his stint with homelessness, his brother's deteriorating mental health, his barely put together one-bedroom apartment, he'd promptly be cast out of the A-listers - shunned even - and be declared a fake, a poser. Not that he cared much about whether or not he was considered 'a royal' but more so the fact that some of these people are soulless individuals, angry enough to ruin one's life simply because they want to and can. Sebastian's life had been ruined enough and the last thing he needed was to be driven out of the very little he had left. So, he kept quiet about his relationship with Natalia. Although, he still questioned himself on what his relationship with Natalia truly was. It started as nothing more than sex every now and again and developed into something more. The truth is, he'd want more. But he's unsure of what she'd like and how to go about asking for such. Instead, he accepted what he had as is and left it at that. He kept quiet about it all, about every secret he held onto. Rather than exposing himself, he simply escaped the false he lived. He preferred being by himself most of the time anyway, so for him, it wasn't hard to walk from the other A-listers. And Natalia understood that.

This was one of those moments when Bas felt the need to step away. The night before, he had spent the night with Natalia but not before he had to take care of his brother who had a massive schizophrenic episode. Jamie's disease has been diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenia; the boy often has auditory delusions and can sometimes experience vivid hallucinations. Most days, he's able to control his reactions towards the disease but this night, JT wasn't able to. He was scared and began lashing out aggressively. In the process, he attempted to run out of the apartment on the fourth floor of the building, and rather than come back into the apartment like Sebastian pleaded with him, he ran down the stairs, causing him to trip and break his leg and fracture his elbow. Jt was taken to the hospital and after spending hours with him, Sebastian finally decided to get some sleep at Natalia's. And now, standing just outside his classroom door alone, just the thought of the last couple of days have exhausted him. He wondered when everything would fall back to normal. When everything would no longer be a fight to survive but rather, an enjoyment of life. As he waited for more students to crowd the halls and fill the classrooms, he messed around on his phone. Wishing, praying, that somehow it'd give him all the answers for his troubles. Luckily, he didn't have to wait long, though he wouldn't know it until later. The phone buzzed in his hands, a text from Greg. I've got a surprise for you. Meet me at the restaurant after school. Bas responded with a simple 'ok' and went into the classroom, sat down, and sent a quick text to Nat before putting his phone away and pulling out his books:


To: Nat♥
I want to see you. I need you.



Tim broke off from the group of boys and Lennox was left with Eli. Two boys so similar, it's surprising they never attempted to rip each other apart from the throat. Both boys have a playful personality, only some may consider one more heinous than the other in their form of humor. Lennox watched as Tim went then turned his attention back to Eli, "Come man, fuck off with that. You only thought of Kayleen because I brought it up." Lennox knew that no matter what he said to Eli, it wouldn't matter. The girl was fair game and normally Kayleen would be off limits being that she's Tim's sister. This situation was a little different and Lennox wanted to take advantage of that. The minute he laid eyes on her, his heart fluttered a little. Something it hadn't done in so long, Knox thought he was having heart palpitations. He rolled his eyes as he knew fighting the matter would only make it worse. "Whatever man, she'll never go for you anyway. She wants a real man, not just some pretty boy with mush for brains." Lennox said smirking, as he tapped Eli's chest, just to fuck around with him. "Don't worry man, I'll let her you know you make a great best friend." Lennox teased as he slowly started walking away from Eli. He walked along the girls and Tim now. He interrupted their conversation quickly before trotting off to find Rhys. "Kat, when you're done pussy whipping Timmy boy here, come find me. I need you for something."As he walked away, he joking blew a kiss to Natalia, knowing it'd annoy her. He lightly jogged through the halls now to find Rhys; who happened to be at her locker texting back Rhapsody.


To: Rhap
I like food.. where are you? I'll find you


As Rhys waited for Rhapsody to respond, she looked up to see Lennox coming towards her. "Just the girl I needed to see," Lennox smiled as he approached her. "What do you need now, Knox?" Lennox leaned against the wall, facing Rhys. He put his hands up in a defensive manner, "What makes you think I need anything from you? Can't a guy just want to see one of his beautiful best friends?" Rhys raised a brow at him and Lennox gave in. "Okay, fine. I need you to help me with Kayleen." Rhys took a second to figure out who Kayleen was. The name was still so new to her that she struggled to put a face to the name. "Kayleen? As in, Kayleen Cargill?" Lennox nodded and Rhys continued, "As in, Timothy Cargill's sister? Your close friend, Tim?" Lennox nodded again, this time with a shy smile on his face. Rhys stood momentarily confused. "And what could you possibly need my help with that for? Can't you get girls all on your own? You are the infamous Lennox Atwood, afterall." Lennox pulled away from the wall and stood up straight, he rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. "This girl is different, Rhys. She's not like these other girls who would kill to be at the top of the totem pole for a day. She's already there and she doesn't care about you if you're not. She'll never notice me unless I give her reason to." Rhys looked into Lennox's pleading face, "So? Then give her reason to." Lennox groaned what sounded like a soft growl. "You know what I mean Rhys." Rhys rolled her eyes, crossed her arms and sighed. She leaned back against the wall and give the boys plead a thought. She reluctantly nodded, "Fine, I'll help you. But how?" Lennox immediately smiled and wrapped his arms around her, gave her a kiss on the cheek "Ugh, I love you. Thank you! You're the best. And I don't know, you're smart. You'll think of something." Lennox ran off while yelling back at her, "Tomorrow. At the party!" Rhys smiled to herself, thinking: What a loser. Lennox finally met his match, a girl who couldn't care less about getting in his pants.

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: 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
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Flighty
Image
Image Image
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.

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: 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
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮
Image
Image
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Location:
The Brentwood School Athletics Field

What She's Wearing:
Brentwood School Athletics Tank Top
The Upside Performance Bra
NO KA'OI Training Shorts
Adizero Takumi Trainers


╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯
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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Timothy Cargill Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Rivers
Image
Image Image
Image
Kayleen was relieved that she had not ended up in any of the high-activity areas on the field during the duration of the gym class. She wasn't dreading the game so much that she would have ran away from the ball, should it have come in her direction, but like most things right now in her life, she simply wasn't looking to get involved. She had purposely chosen positions on the field that seemed like the least likely areas to receive any action, and she had done well enough when it was her turn to kick that there wasn't an abnormal amount of attention focused on her. Her kick had allowed each runner to move up a base, and that was all she had wanted. Luckily, she was already back in line now to kick when Mr. Lessig announced that the game was over after Tristan went, so she was able to breathe a sigh of relief that that was all she had to do for the class. She didn't care what happened next, and though part of it related to her uncaring attitude, she was also oblivious to Tristan's reputation and how a lot of her teammates were probably on edge at the idea of him holding their team's fate in his hands. She didn't notice what was going on at all, really, and was more focused on checking her phone every time the teacher seemed enthralled on what was going on on the field. Keeping her eyes on her phone wasn't any better for her, mentally, considering that being reminded that her friends were all moving on with their lives at home without her made her feel just as lonely as being present in her reality, and feeling lonely knowing that everyone here had friends and she didn't, but it made her feel less awkward and vulnerable than standing alone and begging someone to interact with her.

Timothy, on the other hand, was far more involved in the game. He was on second base, and after Natalia had made it home to tie their score, all he needed to do now was make it home, too, to win the game. He was certainly competitive, and Elijah's smugness today only made him want to reach that home base even more. If anyone was going to do the locker room trash talking, it was going to be him. He certainly never would have said it aloud, but like Nat had told Tristan in Russian, Tim was thinking too, that the only way that he would have enough time to make it to home base was if Tristan kicked in it Kat's direction. Even if she wasn't purposely trying to seem uninvolved, she managed to. If it wasn't her phone that she was looking at, then it was another student, or maybe she would even just be staring off into the distance. Regardless, he knew that even if she was watching the game, there was no way that she would care to react quickly enough to a ball rolling towards her, to interfere with him making it to home base.

Even as Natalia gave Tristan what appeared to be a quick pep talk, Timothy was still doubting that the boy would even be able to kick the ball. It only represented how wrong he and most other students were, in constantly dismissing the boy as being useless, but he really imagined Tristan to be the kind of kid who would swing his leg and somehow completely miss the ball, or if he did magically manage to kick the ball, that he would kick it right into Elijah's arms. Timothy was already inching off of second base as Eli rolled the ball towards Tristan, in his head, reminding himself that even if Tristan made a horrible kick, it was worth it to just sprint to third and then home, because the game was over after this regardless. He didn't even wait to see where Tristan's kick landed as he darted off of second base, though he would have been lying to claim that he hadn't heard Ari shout to Katherine in the mix of all of it. If Kat asked later on, he would probably tell her that if he had known the ball was coming to her, he would have moved more slowly to allow her her own shining moment in being able to tag him out or something, but what was more important now was winning the game and being able to throw that in Eli's face.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eli Lawless Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Kayleen Cargill Character Portrait: Sebastian Cole Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Tristan-Castiel Castellan Character Portrait: Rhys Griffith
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Chandz
╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮
Image
Image

╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯
Sebastian stood in the outfield. He was placed there by his team to ensure that had the opposing team had any super kickers – though, unlikely – someone would’ve been able to catch the ball aside from the girls who ran from it because they were scared they would break a nail. Most of the time, Sebastian would be into the game, competitive as all hell. Today, his mind was elsewhere and though he was mostly present for the game, he didn’t feel like taking gym seriously today. His eyes wandered from Natalia to Tristan, as the two discussed strategy before it was the boys turn to kick, to Lennox who was so desperately trying to grab Kayleen’s attention. It was almost painful to watch as the boy relentlessly tried sparking conversation with the very uninterested girl. He chuckled to himself and shook his head. As Tristan stepped up to the plate, Bas could hear Eli’s voice, arrogantly calling for the team to move in as it was doubtful Tristan could kick the ball that far, let alone at all. This was the last play of the game before everyone was going to be sent in to change and then head to lunch, and all Sebastian could think about was Natalia and whatever the surprise Greg had for him was. The ball was kicked and was sent directly in Kat’s position, who of course was not paying attention – but neither was Sebastian. From the side lines, Bas heard his name being called out. “Sebastian! Katherine! Look alive! Fuckin’ move!” Sebastian snapped back to reality fairly quickly to see Rhys waving her arms trying to grab his attention. As the ball whizzed through the field, Bas looked to see the direction it was headed in, only to notice that the recipient of the ball was down on one knee tying her shoes. Sebastian groaned and pushed off his back foot into a full sprint to catch up with the ball that was moving past Katherine. He picked up the ball as it rolled deeper into the outfield, and launched it over Katherine’s head back into the infield, hoping he’d caught the play in time to put a pause on whoever was rounding the corner of third base to score. Bas was already preparing himself for some shit talk from Eli who always took gym too serious.
He was just waiting for Mr. Lessig to tell them all to hit the showers so he could go eat.

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: 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
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Flighty
Image
Image Image
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.