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Farrah Hart

"Do I know you?"

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a character in “Crossroads Academy”, as played by Simple_Imperfections

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|Full Name|
Farrah Mariah Hart
|Alias/Nickname|
Just Call her Farrah
|Age|
18; Eighteen
|Gender|
Female
|Race|
Dominican Republican/American
|Orientation|
Heterosexual
|Hometown|
West Hollywood, CA




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|Height|
5'3; five foot and three inches
|Weight|
136lbs
|Body Type|
Hour Glass; Petite
|Hair Color|
Dark brown/black
|Eye Color|
Green
|Tattoos/Scars/Piercings|
No tattoos or scars. She has normal ear piercings.




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|Likes|
Dancing||Having Sex||Shopping||Energy Drinks|Painting her nails||Kittens||Compliments||Having money||Sarcasm||Hanging out||Taking pictures||Speaking Spanish
|Dislikes|
Making new friends||School|People who pronounce her names wrong||Coffee||Tea||Dogs||Loss of allowance||Less than 80 likes on Instagram||People who don't think she can speak Spanish||People who think she is dumb||Not dancing||Cheerleaders
|Fears|
Breaking something and not being able to dance
Being poor
|Secrets|
Genius. She brings homes straight A's, but being a nerd is not A-List material
Plays the piano, but only because her mom made her
|Personality|
Her outward appearance is enough to understand why Farrah is a prep. Besides all of the money her parents have to put her in this school, she has the vibe of a rich bitch. Her smile is vibrant and full of promises. She flips her newly styled hair with her freshly manicured nails. She adjusts the Marc Jacobs dress to make sure her matching Victoria Secret lingerie isn't shown through. Her Michael Kors bag hands from her arm and she struts to class in a brand new pair of Louis Vuitton pumps. Farrah knows where she belongs and she dresses accordingly. No one has ever caught her without her Mac makeup.

Looking past her matte lipstick, trying to befriend Farrah is both impossible and fairly easy. Anyone close to Farrah knows how funny and sincere she can be. She never betrays a friend. Loyalty is a big deal to her. Her bright smile is quite contagious. Once she is laughing everyone around her is laughing. From how she looks inside of her clique, it's almost as if she is friendly. To anyone that she does not know or does not care for she becomes cold. Her smile disappears and is replaced with a smug look. Making new friends is not for Farrah. She is blunt and a bitch to anyone that does not know her. Farrah tends to have more enemies than friends. Getting pass the cold exterior isn't hard, but most fail to get pass the glare.

What most people do not know about her is that she is incredibly smart. She does not know where her genius came from and how she manages to get through such a prestigious school -besides with money- every year. Consistently she has brought home straight A's each semester. Besides dancing, Farrah does actually do homework and study for test. Though her main focus isn't on school. In fact she hates it. She just tends to bring back great grades. The dancer does not announce to people that she is super smart or she drops to C list where the nerds are. She likes her status and current friends and she plans on staying up there.

A random things about Farrah, is her love of sexual activities. Her body count is much higher than she would actually admit to. The idea of settling down with one person has crossed her mind, but is never actually pursed. She likes the different man candy she has been able to try out. She is picky about her partners, but once she has her eyes set on a person it does not take long before she has you in bed with her. She may not be the school slut, but she is pretty damn close.




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|History|
Farrah Mariah Hart was born in the Dominican Republic. She isn't exactly sure what city and what hospital, but she definitely knows that the Caribbean was her home. Before she could have been old enough to remember, her parents moved her to California. West Hollywood became her home. Her father was a successful plastic surgeon for the stars and her mother was the successful CEO of the Hart Fashion Enterprise. Due to her parents careers and connections, Farrah was a very privilege child. She met many stars and even became friends with some of them. There was not anything that Farrah could not have. She was spoiled and she loves it.

As the only child, she was her parents pride and joy. They wanted to make sure that she grew up having every opportunity and then some. Her parents spoke both English and Spanish to her. She became fluent and often speaks casually in Spanish. English is used more around her friends, but they did not mind when she brought in some Spanglish. When Farrah was eight, her mother introduced the piano. Since then, Farrah has played when her mother asks her or when she is bored. She does not tell anyone about the fact she can play the piano. It is a random fact.

Since Farrah could walk she has attended dance classes. Everything from beginners tap to experts hip hop. Classical type dances were out of her range, but she does no a few things. She has danced competitively since grade school. She has been the captain of her All-star dance team for 6 years and the captain of the schools dance team for 3 years. Farrah takes dancing very seriously. She spends more time dancing than shopping. She has been trying to get on a famous dance crew, but they are too busy paying attention to their performances and competitions to pay close attention. Farrah told herself if nothing happens soon, she will start her own dance crew.

For as long as she can remember, Farrah attended private schools. She was given access to the best academic resources and given ample freedom to explore herself and then some. Getting into Crossroads Academy was the next step for her. Her parents agreed to pay for her tuition, full price, but Farrah wanted to take the entrance exam. Not only she did she pass, she was given a scholarship. Farrah turned it down since her parents had a weird thing about handouts. She joined the dance team and the following year took over as captain. She has been here ever since and she cannot wait to graduate.




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|Schools Attended|
Crossroads Academy (K-12)
|Current Grade|
12th; Senior
|Clique|
A-List Preps
|Club(s) and/or Sports(s)|
Competitive Crossroads Academy Dance Team - Current Co-Captain
National Honor Society




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|FC|
Logan Browning
|Hex Code|
#D1194D

So begins...

Farrah Hart's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Eloise Tailer Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Jonnie Walker Character Portrait: Joseph Grant Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: Antonio Navarro Character Portrait: Emma Buxton Character Portrait: Alex Turner Character Portrait: Stephanie Livingston Character Portrait: Kiffen Klein Character Portrait: Holly Pines Character Portrait: Brian Bates

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#, as written by Sophiex
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Today was the first official day back on Crossroads Academy's campus, and there was an undeniable air of excitement and jitters on campus. Throughout the morning, cars had driven up the long driveway that led onto the campus, packed to the brink with parents, children, and suitcases filled with everything a teenager could need, only to be drive right back down it a little while later, empty, and usually with teary-eyed parents. It was nothing less than a tradition, and though many felt it was sad to see their parents go, most students did genuinely like Crossroads Academy. The fact that it was located right on the beautiful California coast played a part in it, and it possessing facilities nice enough to rival top colleges was a perk too, but the relationships made while at a boarding school were different than at many normal high schools. They were stronger, or that's what many of Crossroads' students would tell you, anyway.

Like the other dorm advisers on campus, Holly and Brian had spent their mornings acquainting themselves to parents and helping students move into their rooms. They had moved on campus a few days before, and though this meant that their summers were over too, they were both glad that the school year was starting. While Holly had worked as a dorm adviser for four years, and had acted as a dorm adviser for the girls she would be living with this year since they were freshman, Brian was new to this. He had been a faculty member for Crossroads for a year before, but this was the first year that he was going to be a dorm adviser. Life circumstances combined with knowing that his paycheck would look even better if he was a dorm adviser had led him to accepting the additional position, and though he was excited, he was understandably nervous as well. He knew that this position would require him to take on an extra level of responsibility and respect for rules and guidelines, but he also knew that he had to be understanding enough to get a bunch of teenage boys to like him... or at least trust him. It was going to be an interesting experience, that much he was sure of, but he didn't have much time to worry during the morning, as he really had been busy helping kids move in. He was grateful that he had been assigned a senior dorm, only because that meant that there were slightly less parents involved. Senior students were allowed to have cars on campus, and that meant that in some cases, for those who had cars, they were driving themselves onto campus and there were a few less introductions that Brian was forced through. In the girls dorm, Holly was experiencing a similar thing, but by now she knew most of her girls' parents, and for her, introductions were welcomed anyway. She was friendly and bubbly, and far too used to this to be bothered by the first-day events.

While Brian helped some students in 3C of Chase move into their dorm, Holly was on the second floor of Wright Hall. Most of the dormitory room doors were open, with girls coming in and out as they either helped each other move into their rooms, moved into their own rooms, or were in and out socializing. She skimmed the sheet of paper in her hand that listed which room each girl was in, and once she found the name that she had starred, she headed towards dormitory room 2B. The girl's dorm had one new student this year, and Holly thought that it was best that she introduce herself and make sure that the new student, Emma, was getting settled in all right. The door to get into the dormitory was open, so Holly gently pushed it open and entered the common space of the four bedroom dorm. "Girls, is Emma here yet?" Holly called out, unsure if Emma was there herself, or if the other girls rooming there, London, Dytto or Farrah would be there. She knew the other three girls from acting as an adviser to them for the past three years, so introductions there were unnecessary, though she was glad to be back with them as well.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Emma Buxton Character Portrait: Holly Pines

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#, as written by Rivers
LONDON WELLINGTON
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London thrived at school, so coming back after summer was never something that she dreaded. Her Instagram feed made it look like she had the perfect summer, and it definitely was a good one (who could complain about bouncing from New York, to Paris, to Barcelona for most of it?) but it wasn't as perfect as it probably appeared. London's family life was a unique one, mostly because her parents had always been fairly detached. They weren't unloving or anything, but they were devoted to the international company they ran, and had seemed to think that London was mentally an adult since she was eleven or twelve, and that they didn't need to be very involved in her upbringing. Over the summer, she had seen her mother twice, and her father only through Skype, and to them, it was nothing but normal. They weren't parents who thought that it was necessary to push aside business meetings to fly out to California to help her move in. Instead, they had a car service drive her belongings to the school while she drove her Range Rover there separately. She didn't need their physical help moving in because she had friends and followers for that, but still, even a girl who could be labeled as heartless as London sometimes was craved an actual relationship with her parents on days like this. Is was hard not to when you had to watch almost every other kid in the building get tearful farewell hugs from their mom and dad. Suppressing her feelings was something that she was good at though, so she did well at acting unfazed by it all, and focusing on how amazing this senior year was going to be. Her dorm placement wasn't ideal in terms of roommates, but she had gotten the bedroom location that she wanted, so that was a plus. Besides, her roommates weren't... horrible. She had Dytto Devereux, Farrah Hart, and Emma Buxton as roommates. London had been the first of the four to arrive, and had been completely moved in by nine-thirty. Rather than sitting around all morning and having to deal with being introduced to the other three girls' parents, if they were coming to drop them off, she left the suite and headed to the junior girls' dorm, where she had a few minion-type girls that she wanted to catch up with.

Katherine was running late (as usual), and in the midst of hanging out with her younger friends, she hadn't had a moment to check in with Esper to see if she was on campus, until around eleven o'clock, when she headed back to Wright. She sent out two text messages on her walk back: one to Esper, reading, "Hey girly are you on campus yet?!" and another to Katherine, reading, "You told me you were going to be here an hour ago, Kitty! Location update needed ASAP!" With the knowledge that Katherine was supposed to share a dormitory room with Esperanza, London had a feeling that it would be best for her to hang around the two girls while they moved in... just in case. She trusted her girls with being civil, but she was still very aware of the fact that her two best friends didn't seem to like each other as much as she liked them. It was unfortunate, but because they both seemed to suck it up when London was around, she rarely had to concern herself with it very much. She was planning on heading straight to their dorm room, but as she passed by her own, she noticed that the front door was cracked open, which meant that some of the other girls had to have moved in by now. She was still tempted to keep walking, but as Queen Bee, it felt necessary to greet the girls she was going to be living with, if for no other reason than to remind them that she was still at the top this year. Especially considering the current dilemma she was facing with Dytto, and not knowing who Emma Buxton was, she headed into her dorm room and smiled when she saw Holly in front room. The senior girls had been blessed getting Holly again as their adviser, because she really acted more like an older sister to them than anything else. It was easy to get away with anything with Holly, even though most girls didn't actually like to abuse that, just because she was so cool. She had walked in a few seconds too late to hear Holly's question about Emma, so she greeted her normally with a, "Hey, Holly. Oooh, aren't you looking all tan and summery!? Did you stay in Cali all summer?"

"Oh, hey, London," Holly chirped, caught off guard for a moment at a voice coming from behind. She spun around halfway to greet the blonde with a genuine smile. A chuckle escaped at the girl's compliment. She had been trying to get a base tan this summer, but unfortunately, she was the type of person who burned more than they did tan. The compliment was appreciated nonetheless, though. "I tried, I tried," she admitted, before nodding. "Yep, I've been around all summer. I'm sure you went on some wild adventures? Probably more exciting than mine," she continued. While there were a fair amount of scholarship students at Crossroads who came from middle or lower class families, a lot of the students were from very wealthy ones, and many of them had passports that were ten times more full than her own, despite her being double their age. "I want to hear all about it, but is your roommate Emma here? She's a new student this year and I want to make sure that she's getting settled in."

"I'm not actually sure," London admitted with a careless shrug. "I was the only one who was here a few hours ago, and I haven't been back since now, so I don't know who actually is here yet either." If Holly had not been there, she probably would have went into her bedroom at that and waited for the other girls to actually come out of their bedrooms to greet them, because she definitely wasn't that friendly innately, but with Holly standing there, she felt the need to seem a little bit more friendly. She chose bedroom B as the door to knock on, knowing that it was the only coveted bedroom aside form hers, given the views that those two offered. She wouldn't have been surprised if it was Farrah who opened the door, because she was an A-lister as well, and therefore, deserved the nicer room, but if it was Dytto or the new girl, she was going to be a little bit surprised at the nerve they had to claim the nice room. She had taken the nicest one, of course, so it didn't directly affect her, but it would still be a good reflection of just who she was dealing with this year.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Jonnie Walker Character Portrait: Joseph Grant Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: Holly Pines

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Theme Song ღ Bedroom: X, X, X ღ Mood: Disinterested ღ Outfit ღ Location: Wright Hall, Second Floor



"All I'm saying, sweetie, is that you could've waited for Bernard," Amelia Arnault exclaimed, frustrated, as she spread the furry duvet at the foot of her daughter's bed. The teen in question, with her back facing her mother as she set up various photos and trinkets on the shelves of her armory, rolled her eyes. "And I'm just saying that if I actually waited for Bernard, I would be waiting for Katherine and she might not have made it to the school if I did that." Was her retort, spoken calmly enough to not seem fazed by her step-sister's attitude from earlier, but with enough contempt laced in her voice that her own frustration was noted. Not that that did her anything. Dytto didn't have to turn around to note the disapproving stare her mother shot her; she could feel it digging into the back of her head.

In Dytto's head, and possibly in her mother's though the older woman was noted for trying to be understanding towards her step-daughter - and trying was the operative word when thinking about the spoiled little brat known as Katherine Arnault - she was not at fault here. Unlike Katherine, she had jumped up immediately when the housing selection began and chose her room - in fact, she had chosen her room before even London had. Which was the main reason why Katherine was upset. London had chosen a room in their dorm suite and because Katherine simply expected she was going to get the room that she wanted, she ended up choosing too late and the other two rooms had been taken. Upon that discovery, she had "anticipated" Dytto's acquiescence; obviously, the dancer was supposed to give up the space she had picked simply because Katherine demanded so. She must have forgotten who her step-sister was. A yelling match followed by Dytto's mother having to physically get in between the two, and Dytto had stormed off earlier that morning in her garnet Porsche Cayenne with Amelia following with a much larger truck to assist in moving Dytto into her dorm. She even decided to look extra cute, simply because she knew Katherine would have shit to say and she wanted to feel powerful. And nothing helped like a pair of stilettos that she was obviously gonna trade for a pair of high tops once classes started.

Luckily for her, since she honestly did not feel like pretending to ignore Farrah or even attempting to be nice to the new girl she heard was going to be moving in with them, no one had been present in the suite, so Dytto hurried to set up her bedroom. With the assistance of a few artists and cheerleaders, no doubt. She had picked up Starbucks for those who helped and it was only a few minutes ago that the others departed, each with their own drinks and Dytto in her mature taupe-grey themed bedroom that Kylie Jenner totally stole from her when she first said that that was her bedroom theme for the school year on social media. But of course, nobody was going to talk about that. "Deanna..." Her mom's pause was enough to make Dytto turn around, arms folded over her chest. Her long chestnut mane fell down her back in a sleek waterfall, one of her many snapbacks on top of her head. "I really wish you'd try a little harder to be patient. It's just a room." Dytto rolled her lightly-lined baby blues for the umpteenth time today and picked up her Venti Very Berry Hibiscus to take a long draw of the fruity beverage. "Yeah, well, you're right. It's just a room, my room at that, and if the brat wants to come to blows over it, you know that I don't mind. Might do her some good." Amelia sighed, as if still disapproving. What she couldn't stop, however, was the small smirk forming on her lips as she stood and crossed the room to her daughter. "I know you don't mind." Dytto smirked in response. "And neither do you."

Distantly, she heard what she thought was Holly's voice and a younger one, but with her door closed, Dytto didn't feel the need to strain her ears to decipher whose. She honestly did not care. She had not picked her room to be friends with people; it had been out of convenience. There was a particular view she wanted; this room had it. Even if two people she liked were in the other suite. She would just go over whenever she felt like it. "I'll go check to see if the boys need any help with that TV," Amelia said after a beat, touched Dytto's shoulder briefly, and headed to the door just as there was a knock. Dytto groaned and Amelia mouthed for her to behave before opening it, smiling at the blonde standing on the other side. "Oh, London, right!? Katherine'll be here soon, I believe. There was....a small hold up." Dytto rolled her eyes at her mother's need to explain herself and watched the older woman exit, walking up to the door so that she was standing directly in its frame. And to keep London from entering her space. Nathan was helping with getting her television from the truck and a few jocks needed to help, so Dytto wouldn't be surprised if they would arrive soon enough. "Yeah, she needed some daddy-and-me time or something like that," she added disinterestedly, drinking more of her beverage before noting Holly. A much more welcome presence. "Hey, Hollz!" The RA brightened up instantly when she caught sight of the brunette and walked over, hugging Dytto when the girl actually extended an arm. It took them a few years, but eventually, Dytto got used to showing the woman affection. It helped that she was pretty cool.

"I was wondering when you would get here, Miss World of Dance host," Holly replied and Dytto smilled, her straight white teeth showing from behind her plump, currently dark red lips. "Stop, stop...you're flattering me," she exclaimed before laughing at the woman she had teased. Holly laughed as well before gesturing to London. "It seems you two picked the best rooms in the suite. Isn't that a surprise?" Holly decided to bring up, as if wanting to begin some kind of dialogue between the two girls. Which Dytto didn't really want. Why should she? She and London weren't friends and as far as she was concerned, they weren't enemies either. No need to change shit just because they were roommates for the year. "Yeah, well, what can I say? I wanted the backdrop for dance videos." She said, pulling her IPhone 6 Plus from the pocket of her high-waisted skinny jeans in order to see where her friends were.

To: Black Widow, Esper, Nate, Fred, Joe, Jonnie
Yo, where is evrybody?

To: Liam
Ur girlfriend is here

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Eloise Tailer Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Jonnie Walker Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux

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"I love you too mami, but I really must go," Esperanza said coolly as she sat on a bench, holding her iPhone 5S to her ear. The Latina was desperate to get off her phone, the more she talked the more minutes would be wasted while her mother cried drunkenly in Spanish. "I'll call you every week, just like last year, bueno?" Her mother couldn't respond through her tears. Esper, jammed her finger onto the end call button. She didn't really have time for her mother's shit. Just as the girl was getting up, her phone received two text messages. One from London, the other from Dytto. Seeing Dytto's name flash across the screen made her sick. She wasn't ready to deal with what was happening yet. Esper has spent her summer trying to get over her, but failed miserably. Inhaling sharply, she replied to London first.

To: Main Bitch
Outside of Wright Hall, I've spent the past hour trying to calm my delusional mother down. Help me unpack my final things?

She nearly banged her head on the door as she walked into Wright Hall, "Oh fucking shit!" she cursed. Esper had no filter on her mouth. Luckily no one was around to make fun of her. She kicked the door closed behind her as she walked into the common area. There were a few girls in there, most of them she didn't know. "Auntie Snix has arrived on the Bitchtown Express, you besta believe it!" She flipped her burnt umber tresses behind her all diva like. Esper did not know what their reaction was because she was already making her way up the stairs. She was certain that she had the shittiest roommates ever. Natalya Volkova, Katherine Arnault, and Eloise Tailer. She hated two out of her three roommates. Natalya on the other hand, was cool in her book. Once she made her way to the second floor, she pulled her phone out to make some other texts.

To: Dytto
I'm heading to my dorm now, glad to see you missed me too.

She silently cringed at that remark, was that too flirty? Thousands of thoughts raced through her mind as she pushed open the dorm room to 2A. Her face was as white as a ghost. She opened the door to Room A and closed it suddenly. Her eyes trailed to the room that was somewhat complete. She had her dresses hanging up in the closet, some of her clothes in the drawers, and her cheerleading uniform on a hanger near the bed. On the wall was a magnificent painting of the sea which Esper liked looking at when she was stressed. On the walls were a few posters of Justin Timberlake, Rihanna, Beyonce, and Britney Spears. She preferred 00's pop music to today's pop music, it was just a little better quality in her opinion. After a few deep breaths, she looked down at her phone. Who the hell freaks out over a text? It shouldn't have been her. She huffed, looking at her contacts. She needed to let Farrah know she was here, otherwise she was sure her bestie would kill her. One to her "boyfriend" Jonnie. They had to make their relationship believable after all. She also needed to send one to Natalya, since she did not see her when she entered the dorm room.

To: Farrah my Babe
You here yet? I literally have the worst roommates ever.

To: Jonnie
You better be at the barbeque. Also make sure to take a mint, your breath smells.

To: Russian Barbie
We're roomies this year with Katherine, it's literally going to be like one of those shitty reality shows.

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Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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Location: Wright Hall, Floor 2, Room A || Mood: Slightly Irritated || Outfit: XX

Farrah ran her fingers through her hair, crossing right leg over left. She was on her way to Crossroads Academy to start her senior. There was no problem with her and school. In fact she was a tad bit excited to start her year. Her classes are more rigorous this year than last. She was head of the dance team again and she is leading it with her best friend Esperanza. Senior seems promising. Farrah is looking at this optimistically of course. Things could always go wrong, but she was not in the mood to think about all the things that could go wrong in her life. That would just be a horrible start to her day.

Her attention was brought back to the pictures on her Samsung Galaxy S7. She wanted to post another picture to Instagram to let her followers know summer has ended and she could not wait for school. Farrah had mostly stayed in California, occasionally traveling to Dominican Republic with her mother. But most of it was spent at home and with Nathan. She stopped on a picture of him and smiled to herself. He looked so adorable in this picture. Though she practically had to force him to be adorable for her. Their relationship seemed so perfect over the summer. She was extremely happy and she was assuming that Nate was as well. Farrah may not have introduced him to the family in fear they would hate him, but she spent much time with him as possible. Her gaze shifted to the window. The school was pulling up and she had no more time to be the reminiscing girlfriend. It was time to be Farrah Hart. Co-Captain of the Dance team. Bad Bitch that does not tolerate shit from anyone. Her driver parked the car and came around to Farrah's door. Gracefully, she stepped out smiling politely at him.

Miss Hart has know idea who he is. Her mother was in charge of arranging her ride and making sure all her things arrived to campus. Just like momma said, her this were waiting for her in a separate truck. Even her Cadillac ATS 2015 was parked for her. "Do you need any help with her your things, Miss Hart?" The dark skinned beauty nodded and then started walking towards her dorm. The arrangement was not completely awful, despite Dytto's existence, Farrah was not all that upset with it. As she headed towards her room, her phone buzzed. Message from Esper of course. Quickly she responded.

To: Esper Darling
Heading to my room now. And hang in there. You only have to smile at Katherine when London is around.

Farrah knows about their feud. They only keep up the charade around one person. Finally getting to her room, her driver set everything down and Miss Hart completely disregarded the fact that Dytto took one of the better rooms. Hart did not need a great view. If she wanted to go to the beach, she would just go. Farrah did see London and smiled charmingly. Sharing a dorm with Queen Bee required to be polite. Getting on her bad side would not be good. But right now, making friends was not on her list of things to do. The driver just stood at the entrance of Miss Hart's door, waiting to be dismissed. "Thanks. I am good now."

The driver left and Farrah decided to send a text to her boyfriend. Even though she has no plans to make a public appearance with him anytime soon, she wanted to make sure that he at least got here alright.

To: Nate <3
Did you make it Crossroads okay?

Looking up from her phone, she tossed it onto her bed. She wanted to start unpacking soon so that she could join everyone at the BBQ. Slowly she started unpacking, waiting for responses to her messages.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Holly Pines

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LONDON WELLINGTON
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All it took was Katherine being in the room for a mere three seconds for the situation to turn from peaceful to tense. That was Katherine for you, though. She was dramatic enough that London always teasingly insisted that she join the Drama Club, because she would certainly be promoted to club leader once everyone saw how well she could pull out those crocodile tears. What didn't help was that while some of Kat's antics did seem to be an act to get what she wanted, a lot of it seemed genuine too. London could be a bitch too, there was no denying that, but there was also no denying that her friend seemed to live in a fantasy world where everything revolved around her. London could be ruthless, but at least she was aware enough to know that she was acting that way. Katherine actually seemed to think that people had to drop everything they were doing to wait on her, and though London found it to be entertaining to an extent, she also wished that Kat would tone it down sometimes. Like now. It didn't look good for anyone for a royal to be throwing a temper tantrum in public over something as trivial as a room. London would have loved to live with Katherine, and she didn't want her friend to be miserable, but she could recognize, at least, that the situation wasn't going to change. Surprisingly, she didn't blame Dytto for not wanting to switch just because Kat requested so, and since she figured that this was a "family issue", she remained quiet as the two went at it, only to be separated by Dytto's mother before things got too out of hand. London knew a little bit of French, but not enough to follow what Amelia was saying, though the tone, and the way that both girls seemed to back down, said enough. She offered the mother a light chuckle and a toss of her hand to signal that it was no big deal, as she apologized for the drama, and waited for her to return to Dytto's room before looking at Katherine curiously. She wasn't sure how her friend was going to react to being shut down, but she also didn't have time for the negativity today.

"Quit being such a baby, Kitty," she said, giving her a playful elbow to the side in hopes that a teasing approach would break Kat out of her drama queen mode. "We're literally right across the hall from each other, so it's almost the same as living together," she insisted. "And Esper is not going to be mean to you, so stop it with that, okay? I need my girls to get along this year, and maybe you two living together will be a good thing. You'll realize that both of you are bitches, and at least you have that in common." She glanced at her phone, only to see that it was Esper herself texting her back. "Come on, we're going to go finish moving you and her in," she added after sending a response to Esper saying, "Omw". She took Katherine's hand and took a few steps towards the door before turning back to Holly to say, "Catch you later, Holl. Tell the new girl she can come to me if she needs anything at all, too." She could come to London if she needed anything at all... if she happened to be pretty and cool, and a potential candidate for London's clique. Otherwise, that wasn't true, but the RA didn't need to know that. On her way out, she noticed Farrah, and returned the smile that the Prep offered her. "Hey, Farrah," she said, before pulling Katherine into the hallway. London was being friendly, but it wasn't necessarily atypical for her. It seemed easier to keep everyone at a friendly level... until they fucked her over. And then she would destroy them. Farrah had never presented any problems to her, and she was very close with Esper, so London had no reason to be a bitch.

"I don't know how you get away with talking to your mom like that. I'm pretty sure that my mom would have murdered me by now if I said half of the things that you say." She knew that Amelia was Katherine's stepmother, but for as long as she had known Katherine, that was the woman who was always at her home and actually acting somewhat like a mother. London was in no place to talk about absent parents considering her own, but even if her relationship with her parents was a minimal one, she couldn't fathom actually disrespecting them in the way that she had witnessed Katherine do to her father and stepmother. She was serious when she thought that her mom probably would have slapped her across the face by that point, had she acted the way Kat did, and in front of other people, nonetheless. She still maintained a light tone as she spoke with Kat, because she knew that was necessary with the girl. She was... fragile, in a sense, but she also said it in an attempt at hinting to Kat that she didn't want to deal with her acting that way all day. It was their first day back, and she wanted it to be fun. Crossing the hall, she headed into Katherine's dormitory, where Esperanza was supposed to be as well. "Esper!" she called out, announcing her presence. "We're here, where are you? I've been missing my pretty Latina baby all summer!" It took peaking into one incorrect bedroom to find Esperanza in hers, and she forcibly tugged Katherine into Esper's room with her, only releasing her once they were inside so she could hug Esperanza. "You look cute," she said once she released the brunette. "I'm excited for my two best girls to be living together, although I will say that I'm disappointed with your room choice. Why didn't you take the other one with the good view?" she questioned, knowing that Kat had likely taken one of the two good ones.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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To: Farrah
Yeah, helping Dee. U need anything?

It took a minute for Nathan to put his phone away, but he slid in his back pocket just before Dytto arrived downstairs to the parking lot. It was a risk for him, texting the dance co-captain - of all people - in the middle of a parking lot and when he was supposed to be helping one of his best friends out, but he couldn't find it in him to ignore his girlfriend's question. Hell, the fact that he got to call Farrah Hart his girlfriend still was a surprise to himself and Nathan had carried that knowledge between the two of them throughout the entire summer. And would have to for the rest of the year if Farrah didn't change her mind and d -

"Dude, what's the hold up?" Dytto exclaimed inquiringly, heels clicking against the gravel as she approached the truck. Nathan looked up at the brunette, noting the attitude that wasn't there before. "What's with you?" He countered and she waved him off, gaze flitting over to the LG 84 inch television he had propped up against one of his muscled legs and the sleek black television stand that came with it. Bernard had gotten both Dytto and Katherine brand new, matching television sets the day before, despite the fact that Dytto's old one was very much still new-looking and expensive as well. Which was what she gave to Nathan before getting him to help her out.

"Same old, step-father's spawn is being a bitch. What else is new?" Dytto finally explained on a shrug and pulled her phone out. Nathan smirked. He knew, better than most, how irritable Dytto could become when it came to her step-sister. The fact that they went through sparring sessions because Katherine frustrated her so much was a testament to how the brunette really felt about the Royal. "Well...I was trying to call your boy Jonnie to help out, but apparently he's not even coming and your little dancer friend chased after some junior," Nathan recalled and Dytto tilted her head curiously, pausing to breeze through the text messages she had received in the midst of being distracted by Katherine's tantrum. First was from Esperanza, which made her smile just a little. But then the next was from Jonnie with an explanation and then finally Natalya. "Well, shit. Let me text Fred and then get Colin's bitch ass back here. My mom's probably ready to go. Nat's on her way." Dytto set to sending out her messages, biting her lip as her fingers hovered over the keys in the midst of messaging Esperanza.

To: Colin
Come back b4 u catch another STD

To: Esper
Of course I did. Who else is gonna get me thru a year w/ Bitchanie?

To: Fred
Nat's on her way. Where r u?

To: Black Widow
W/ Nate now. Waitin on Fred

"So, are we really going to this barbeque before class?" Nathan asked, bringing her attention back to him as he set to lift the television himself. Grinning, Dytto put her phone away and set her drink on the television set so that she could lift with him. Even though she could feel Nathan taking more of the brunt of it. "Why? Tryna skip to play that Outlast DLC?" His initial response was a grin that made her laugh. "Damn straight. Gotta beat your time on the game." Dytto laughed against, hoisting the television up more so that she could walk better in her shoes. "Keep dreamin', Hale. Let's just get this upstairs so I can get my mom outta here. Colin'll come back and then we can chill until Nat gets here." She said and the two headed into the dorm carefully, grateful when a classmate and their friend held the double doors opened for them.

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Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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Farrah was done packing. At least for now. She was annoyed with trying to figure out where her things should go. She is probably going to rearrange it later. But right now she was not in the mood to deal with anything. She was hoping that Will or Esper would have come barging in to rescue her, but no such luck. Esperanza was probably with London and the other girl she hates. If it were up to Farrah, they could switch rooms. Anything not to be roomed with Dytto. A sigh escaped her as she laid on her bed. Her phone vibrated. Esper. Quickly glancing over it, Farrah frowned slightly. The dancer personally had nothing against Katherine, but they weren't all that close. Esperanza on the other hand had mentioned a few different ways she would rearrange her face.

To: Esperanza Darling
Well we can switch rooms. I am stuck with Dytto. I would rather vomit.

Farrah was not as excited for the barbeque as she should be. People she hated and people that hated her would be there. On top of that, if Nathan went, she would have to stick with her clique. That's not horrible. But she only likes a few people. Esperanza, Liam, Will, to name a few. But the A List isn't as tight nit as the world likes to think. Katherine and Esper's relationship is a good example of that. Then there were people outside of the clique that she would rather just disappear. Dytto and Natalya to name some. Esperanza is friends with them though, so Farrah doesn't act so rudely towards them when she is around. But if Farrah had had her way, she would have found a way to get rid of those two.

Another message came in. Nathan. He had moved in and he was helping Miss Dytto herself. If she did not like Nate so much she would have cut him off just for associating with her. Same with Esperanza. But there was nothing that she could do. SHe was not some controlling girlfriend. Just one that stayed away from him in public. Sounds awful, but there is way more involved than what is on the surface. Just before she replied, she had realized that he was coming up to the dorm. Farrah's heart almost dropped. Now she really did not want to be Dytto's roommate. Now she would have to pretend her boyfriend wasn't her boyfriend.

To: Nate <3
No I am pretty much moved in. But whenever you are able you can sneak over to my room. Which so happens to be right next to Dytto's.

It was risky. They got caught and the secret is out. Her father finds out and her life goes downhill. She meant for Nathan to be as sneaky as possible with it of course. But there is only so much she could ask from him. Tossing her phone to the side, she stood up and decided to play some music. It will take her mind off of everything. She just needs a moment before joining her fellow classmates for recreational fun. The music started playing and she started dancing. Music was always better when she was dancing. Farrah was not really concerned with the fact that she could possibly be bothering Dytto since she was next door. In fact the more she thought about disturbing Farrah, the better she felt about her day.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux

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Esperanza could only remain silent. The solemn look on her features showed that she was dying on the inside. She wished she had some power to climb back into the metaphorical closet and become the straight bitch that she had created for the world to see. London's reaction made her very uneasy. At first she thought that she was about to tell her to leave, and surprise her with homophobic words. That was the last thing Esper wanted. If she were to be shut out and disowned by her best friend, she would definitely lose her shit. The lion would leave the cage of her soul and she'd probably commit a school massacre. Not literally, just by the means of harsh words and slaps to fake ass faces. Her hands began shaking and she felt her palms sweat. This was the vulnerable side to Esperanza Ramos that no one ever saw. If Katherine were in the room, she besta believe she would be dead. She only trusted several people to see how she felt, one of them was in the room.

Her brown orbs made her way to her phone, another message from Farrah. She wanted to just take the phone and leave the room. Running away from her problems wasn't the best thing to do, but she was so damn scared that she didn't know what to do. London's words made her feel pain in her chest. She was expecting a full on rant about how she didn't deserve to be her friend. Instead, she had shocked her and a forced smile formed on her lips. "London I-" her voice cracked a bit. She chewed on her bottom lip before continuing. "I wanted to tell you, I wanted to tell all my friends. But I am so freaking afraid. Back at home, my family don't support being a lesbian. My uncle was gay and my abuela disowned him. I'm not ready to deal with that kind of treatment," her voice was strained, as if she was going to cry. She was trying her best not to, but it was so hard. "I'm afraid of what other people will think. Imagine if Katherine found out I was a lesbian? She'd tell the whole school and wreck my reputation. She's probably been waiting for an opportunity like that for God knows how long," she gritted her teeth and looked down at her feet.

Her face turned crimson at the mention of a girlfriend. Her mind quickly came to the thought of Dytto. She silently cursed herself for thinking that. She didn't do relationships, only sex. No joke, Esper would kill to screw around with Dytto. But to her, she only did one time things and Esper didn't feel like doing a one time thing. "No, not a girlfriend. Not at all. As for Katherine, I would never even feel any sort of attraction. She probably cares too much about herself to give a shit about her partner if she ever dated someone," she scoffed. "However, there is someone. But I think it's best that I refrain from saying it. It's a little complicated in my opinion," she shrugged, running another digit through her burnt umber tresses. She hoped that London would drop the subject now, the last thing she needed was to keep talking about her homosexual urges to be with Dytto. "He knew I was gay, end of junior year," she commented on the mention of Jonnie. "But he's gay too. Oops I outed him," she rolled her eyes, not giving a single fuck about her ex 'boyfriend.' She picked up her phone, deciding to send in some texts because London herself was doing the same thing.

To Dytto:
Always got her panties in a knot, how is she head cheerleader?

To Russian Barbie:
Yep, Katherine and London came in my room. The bitch kept complaining about her room assignment.

To Farrah my Babe:
As much as I'd love to, I don't think that's a good idea.

She placed her phone back down on the bed, smirking slightly as she began explaining the situation to London, "He was supposed to be my fake boyfriend, so we could convince everyone we were straight. I'm pretty damn sure that he was afraid of me." She chuckled to herself, looking up at the ceiling. "I basically forced this upon him. Being a judgemental bitch and a previously closeted lesbian meant you had an excellent gaydar. To be honest, I'm glad he's not here. His breath smelled and I hated everything about him."

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Joseph Grant Character Portrait: William Richardson

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The plane just landed. 11 hours of flying and William was barely going to make it to his dorm hall. This happens every year. He goes home the last day of school and then flies back the first day. He is always cutting it close with his plane trips. He blames his mother. She always wants to spend as much time with him as possible and keeping him in Westminster seems to be the only way to do so. Luckily to compensate for the late flight his mother got him a first class ticket. He was treated like royalty though not many people knew he was royal. Will preferred to not be treated like royalty when he was trying to be a student. It's annoying for people to bow or call him sir when he just wants to be referred too as Will.

William turned his iPhone 6 plus back on and then dropped it into his pocket. He went towards baggage claim and grabbed his three suitcases. Now he was to wait. His mother had also arranged a driver, who was supposed to take him to Crossroads. William's car was supposedly waiting for him on campus. "Mr. Richardson?" An old man with a neutral look on his face, waited for a response from the young man. Will smiled politely. "Yes. That's me. But call me Will." The man nodded and grabbed two of Will's bags. They headed towards the black BMW waiting right outside. Everything was piled into the car and Will took the front seat.

One his way towards the school his pone vibrated. He pulled it out and saw that it was Joe. One of his roommates. He is not that close with Joe, but he has no problem with him. Really Will has no problem with any of his roommates. At least not yet.

To: Joe
I am on my way. Also, I am making my friends help me move in.

There was another message. Liam. The King was at the school already. Will had known Liam was there early. Something about tours and freshman. Hopefully he was not scaring the new kids too much. They deserve to get scared on their own accord.

To: Liam
I am on my way. My plane landed just a few moments ago.

Putting the phone down, he thought about his other good friend Farrah. He has not really heard from her all summer. He knows the reason why since they tell each other everything. Practically family without any shared blood. He was rather interested in seeing the guy. Will has seen him around, but does not really know him.

To: Dancer
I am on my way. Do you want to help me move in?

He assumed the answer would be yes, but he would wait for an actual answer from her. Finally he got to the school and the driver stopped in front of Chase Hall. Will lead his driver up towards his room, ready to move in.

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Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: Stephanie Livingston

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"Ooooohhh, watch out for the ghost!" Dytto practically squealed and laughed as the character Nate played as was practically lifted into the air by a dark aura on the flat screen television. Nate chuckled from his perch in one of her chairs and the brunette tipped over, falling backwards on the plush rug in laughter. "How?" He asked, disbelieving but still knowing. "How is horror and thriller still your favorite?" Dytto stuck her tongue out before digging her hand into the bag she snuck into her dorm room behind both Holly and her mother's backs. She popped two of the vodka-infused gummy bears into her mouth and chewed before responding very intelligently with a "Shut up!" Nathan only turned back to the screen just as the music from Farrah's room seemed to change to a much louder song.

Dytto glowered at the wall that separated them. Nathan only smirked discreetly, eyes focused solely on the screen as his mind wandered back to the text Farrah sent a few minutes ago. He would have loved to go over to her room, despite Dee being right beside him. But, for one, Dytto would question him relentlessly. Two, someone who wasn't his best friend would see him. And three...then would come the question of actually leaving...would he want to? Some part of him knew that they had not thought the entire secret relationship thing through. He had literally been able to have Farrah - a different side of her, mind you - to himself for an entire summer. To have been able to touch her, kiss her - and then not and have to pretend that he never had was...befuddling. It didn't help that he already wasn't used to such...consistency. The summer had been enough to cultivate an addiction and he could admit it - at least to himself - he was addicted.

"Maybe I should go talk to her," he said, sounding disinterested though actually posing the question made his heart race. For once, Dytto didn't turn those scrutinizing blues on him. Instead, she lay on her belly on the floor - since she obviously didn't know what sitting still meant - with her phone in her hands. "Wouldn't do that. Not of the mind to deal with veiled bitchiness...not if the tramp wants to keep her weave in place." Nate shot her an unimpressed glare and a protective remark about how every strand on Farrah's head was definitely real had to be shut down, causing him to clinch his jaw as he maneuvered his character, Waylon, back behind a broken desk so as not to be caught by the big creepy psychopath he was trapped in a locked-down asylum with. "Who knows? Maybe the summer made her more agreeable," he opined with a playful smirk and Dytto snorted as she responded to a few text messages. "Yeah, ok. That or some dick...and considering she hasn't been exactly deceitful in terms of letting everyone know how much D she's gotten, I seriously even doubt that that would help." It was a bit hypocritical, yes, and highly unnecessary for Dytto's commentary. She wouldn't go on to say that she and Farrah were particularly hostile towards one another. But she also couldn't find it in her to care and there honestly wasn't any lost love between them. Besides, why should Nate care anyway? He knew she didn't like the girl from the jump.

To: Esper
Idek. Said sumthing bout meeting. Imma text her

To: Cheer Bitch
Hey, cap! Pom poms unpacked or nah?

To: Liam
Sweetie, not in a mil yrs. Talking bout queenie. Kit Kat wanted 2 tell her bout us.

Both teens looked back at the wall separating Dytto's room from Farrah's as some old Cher Lloyd song came on and Dytto had half the mind to bang on the wall to make Farrah shut the fuck up when Nate slid to a stand. The sudden movement made Dytto narrow her eyes at him. "Yeah, I'll be right back." His face remained rather impassive, a thing Dytto hated about him but also picked up from her. It was frustrating when Nate decided to do that thing, just as much as it frustrated him when she did the exact same. So, Dytto shrugged and decided not to let it bother her, grabbing the remote for the game station for herself. "Your funeral, man," was the only thing she had to say on the matter just as Fred opened her door and entered. "Freddy!" Dytto exclaimed almost immediately before the first thing he said actually registered in my mind. "First of all, I have Cheeze-its and gummy bears out here, and some other shit in the kitchen. But two, you lost because you suck and you'll lose in whatever we play, let's be very clear about that, dude!" Nate chuckled lightly at their light banter before nodding to Fred once, the hint of a smile softening his face. "Wassup?" He barely waited to hear the rest of what either had to say before continuing as he headed for the door Fred just entered through, "Be right back." He closed the door behind him as he heard Dytto futilely warn him, "Don't say I ain't warned you." Nathan just smirked before carefully watching the front door as he headed to the bedroom he remembered Farrah telling him she would be in, knocked in the door twice, before opening it upon finding it was closed. He closed the door immediately after opening it, making sure to turn the lock before eyes taking in Farrah lost in dancing. As corny as it was, he liked the way the sun danced off the darkness of her hair, giving her a glow that couldn't have been better matched even if they were in the midst of a sunset. He smirked, leaning against the door before their eyes finally met. "Having fun?" He inquired playfully, arms crossed over his chest, relaxed.

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Liam nodded at Frederick when he gave two other names of people who they were living with. Nathan and Alex. Nathan was familiar enough because of Dytto. It wasn't like Liam was even close enough with Dytto to a point where he was meeting her friends or anything like that, because as he had made clear, he was just about the physical aspects of a relationship. Not the side where he had to go home and meet her parents or get her friends' approval. However, it didn't mean that he was ignorant to who she hung out with because it wasn't like he was solely interested in sex. That was all he wanted from her, but it didn't mean that he couldn't appreciate her personality and interests as well. Besides, as King Bee, Liam just "knew" a lot of things. Like what other guys his "conquests" hung out with. Nate just happened to be one of the many that Dytto seemed to be close with. "Later," he said as a farewell to Frederick, as the guy left the room. He still couldn't put his face to the actual name of Frederick, so until he had the time to ask someone about the kid's name, he was going to stick with "bro".

To: Dytto
Good, you scared me there. London's not gonna give af... but on that note, I need to ask you something. And you have to promise that you're not gonna say no without actually considering it, okay?

To: William
Sounds good I'll see you at the barbecue then

He only had two texts that needed to be responded to this time around, since London and Katherine both seemed to want to play hard to get. Which was cool with him. He could do hard to get. He was already sure that he would have London back in bed with him by the end of the month, and though Kat would be a little trickier, he wasn't all that worried. Since when had Liam wanted a girl, and not gotten her? Never. Not once. No one was out of his league, and he believed that if he kept being confident in that respect, that would never change. With that in mind, as he headed into his bedroom, he decided to text Farrah as well. Farrah was just a friend, but it wasn't because Liam thought he had been friend zoned or anything. He would never admit to that, even if it was the case, but it genuinely didn't seem to be so here. He and Farrah just got along in a friend way, and that was cool with him. He didn't need every girl vying for a second date with him. Sometimes, it was nice to just have a girl who he could go to for advice, or to grab a bite to eat with, and Farrah was that kind of girl. The fact that he didn't hold the same mentality as many, of Farrah being a bitch, was certainly helped due to the fact that they were both A-listers, however.

To: Farrah
Wow, Farrah. Thought I would've gotten a "hello" from you by now. You better find me at the barbecue. I went all summer without my favorite prep. Don't wanna continue that streak for another day.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Frederick shared Nathan's soft smile. He and Nathan were not best friends per say, but they were friendly towards each other. There was not need for them to hate each other. Frederick was always nice to everyone he met and Nathan seemed way nicer than what was on the surface. And they both shared a mutual friend. Dytto. So their friendliness was more than enough. Nathan left the room and Dytto's door was shut.

The nerd sat and grabbed the controller that he imagined was used by Nathan before he left. "I want the Cheeze-its." He told her. Freddy was not a big fan of snacks, but it was a long car ride from his home to Crossroads. After unpacking he played a hand held game. He does not really remember the last time he ate real food. Probably before he left. But this snack was highly necessary. Then he could have the feast of a king at the barbeque. "I have been practicing different gaming techniques all summer. There is no way you could beat me."

Frederick worked for a good portion of the summer. Unlike his good friends Natalya and Dytto, he did not have a lot of money. He gets buy by working over the summer and stocking up his bank account. His parents do send him money every now and then, but for the most part he is on his own. When he wasn't working, he was playing video games. He was getting better than usual. And he was determined to beat Dytto. "Hey. Where is Natalya?" he asked curiously. She had texted him earlier, but he has not seen or heard from her since.




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Location: Wright Hall, Floor 2, Room A || Mood: Slightly Irritated || Outfit: XX

Farrah had completely forgotten about her neighbors and most of her problems. That is usually what happens when she is dancing. It makes her feel better about life. It also makes her forget about issues that she should not be worried about. Like living next door to Dytto. Or Nathan and Esper being best friends with Dytto. Those are problems that she will just need to get over. Farrah was half expecting for the brunette to bang on the wall and tell her to shut up. Of course the dancer would not listen and probable instigate a fight. There was a chime and she took a quick break from the dancing. Message from Esper, Will, and Liam.

To: Esper
I think you are right. Anyway. I will see you at the barbeque?

To: Soccer
I am not helping you move in. Get Liam to do it. And I will see you at the barbeque.

To: Liam
The streak will end today. Gotta see my favorite royal.

Farrah had managed to keep in contact with William all summer. He is the only person that knows about her relationship status with Nathan. She trusted him to keep the secret to his grave. Or at least until she felt like it was okay to tell people. Honestly, Farrah has no idea when. The dancer turned the music up and returned to dancing her heart out. No one needs her right now so she does not plan on stopping anytime soon.

She was so lost in her dance that she did not even notice who walked in. It wasn't until they made eye contact that she realized Nathan actually came to her room. Farrah stopped dancing immediately and smiled brightly. She turned the music down just a tad. She did not want Dytto to hear them still. "I was." She responded, walking closer to him. "Did Miss Dee send you over to get me to turn my music down?" Farrah's voice was dripping with some hatred, but she kept her voice playful. It was her boyfriend's best friend after all. "Because if that is the case, I suddenly feel the urge to turn the volume all the way until my speaker burst."




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Location: Chase Hall, Floor 2B, Room C || Mood: Excited || Outfit: XX

The driver settled all of William's things in his room and then waited to be dismissed. The soon to be duke did not even noticed that the older man was just standing at the doorway. Will had decided to admire the view. He got the beach front which was nice. Maybe his friends would want to go to the beach this weekend. That would be a great get together. He will bring it up to Liam and see what he thinks. He might have plans already for a reunion party. Or maybe Farrah. He will just have to find out. "Sir?' Will turned around to see and impatient driver. "Oh. Thank you. I can take it from here." He said, a bright smile on his face. The driver nodded and swiftly exited. Before unpacking, William checked his phone.

To: Dancer
Fine. I will see you soon.

To: Liam
Or you could help me move in like a good friend would. Farrah told me to ask you since she does not feel obligate to help.

Setting the phone down, William started unpacking the simple things, like his clothes. His father had arranged for the extras to be here for him when he arrived. There was a tv that needed setting up and some other things that needed assembling. He did not feel like dealing with all of that by himself. He was hoping one of his friends would be kind of do that for him. Speaking of friends, Natalya came to mind.

They have been talking pretty much all summer and he started to like her, as a friend. He has not heard from her since he has landed. Will decided to shoot her a quick text message to make sure that she was okay.

To: Russian
Are you moved into Crossroads yet?

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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Nathan's smirk, and he would deny it vehemently if anyone other than the dance team co-captain called him on it, morphed into a much softer smile the second his eyes met with Farrah's. In the beginning of their relationship, you wouldn't have caught such an expression on his face. He had guarded himself in the beginning and yet, somehow, this one girl managed to soften the edges he swore were too rough to be smoothed out. It still freaked him out, to be quite honest. He was just good at not showing it until he was alone - away from Dytto and the others, away from her.

But he didn't have time to delve into such a depressing train of thought because Farrah's smile was radiant and she was within reach. Nathan didn't hesitate to place his hands on her trim waist, fingers clutching her curvy hips as he pulled his girlfriend - really should not get such a damn kick out of being able to say that in his head when he couldn't say it out loud - much closer. "Actually, Miss Smarty Pants, she told me not to even bother, for your information," he retorted, amused at the animosity between the two girls. It was actually unfounded and hardly had much of a cause. They were just two competitive artists who happened to both be close to him in different ways. Neither of them had much of an actual reason to hate each other so passionately and yet...here they all were. "I missed you," came the absolutely unguarded blurt that had heat rushing to Nate's cheeks the second the words fell from his mouth. But he couldn't bring himself to take them back because...well, one, he was a man of his words. Two, he wasn't about to ruin his own street cred - even in public to stutter over some...sappy dialogue.

What he could do, however - and did - was lean down and kiss the girl in his arms. Wasn't like anyone else was going to see him being the sap that he was. Not even your own best friend, a traitorous voice in his head chimed in, but he adamantly refused to acknowledge it.


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Dytto's grin never faltered as Fred made himself comfortable in her room and laughing lightly at him, she pulled the box of Cheeze-its she had stashed on the second off-white chair and handed it to him. "Have at 'em!" As her friend proceeded to dig in, Dytto pulled her phone back out to her face, wondering only for a brief moment if Farrah was laying it on Nathan for interrupting her or if she was simply ignoring him since music was still playing. However, the texts she received both from Liam and Esperanza gave her pause. They both made her inquisitive and Dytto hated when she wasn't at least...partially in the know about things.

With Esperanza came, and inquisitiveness probably wasn't the correct term, an anxiety that Dytto could feel in her gut. A - and she hated the cliche phrase, but damn it if it didn't fit! - swam of butterflies were throwing a bitch fit in her stomach. Her flight-or-fight instincts on overdrive. Some part of her yearned to see those moments when Esperanza wasn't trying to put on some dramatic, abrasive show but smiling softer, being less harsh - being someone who honestly made Dytto smile. Like, really smile. The other part, the inquisitive, wondered about their future interactions. Now with Jon-Jon outta the way, she thought before instantly trying to find some part of her that regretted thinking it. But she couldn't. Shouldn't she feel bad that she thought one of the guys that she believed to be her friend had been in the way? Probably...but also, in the way of what, exactly? She had already decided - remained ever resolute - on not touching Esperanza. Not even looking at her too...too not like she's not supposed to. Right?

And with Liam came...wariness. Whenever they text one another, it was always teasing, sometimes taunting. Always - or at least, most of the time - flirty, seductive. Seeing who could get under the other's skin faster. It wasn't like Liam was a potential...anything more; Dytto hadn't even considered it and maybe yet needed to be added to that, but at the moment, she was very secure in admitting that she honestly was using him - as much as he was using her - for sex. Good sex. Great sex. Sex that had her more worn out than a cheer routine in the middle of a championship competition. Sex that had her ready to smoke a cigarette after a glass of wine and she neither drank wine nor smoked cigarettes. Barely even smoked weed - but the picture was clear. They provided each other pleasure. Which was why she had to eye her phone for a hot second, a suspicious eyebrow rose. What did this boy want from her now? And why did she have to actually consider whatever the fuck was on his mind, especially if such phrasing suggested she probably wasn't gonna be happy about it? Was it not enough that she rode him like a '63 only over 48 hours ago? The worst part of it was that she wouldn't even be surprised if it was a sexual thing, to be quite honest. It was her own fault, she eventually reasoned, as she typed out her responses before focusing on her current guest.

With great sexual prowess comes great burdens, after all.

To: Liam
As long as u dont ask 4 no 3sums w/ animals. #nevergonnahappen

To: Esper
Baby, wont u come my waaaaaaaaaayyyyy <3

She chuckled at Fred before chucking her long, red plaid vest off and onto the floor, before proceeding to crawl towards the game station on the television stand where she kept her collection of video games. "Talk is cheap, hot shot," she shot at Fred with a daring grin before gesturing towards the neat row of games. "Future loser's pick. And Nat should be on her way, but lemme check. Has to make you feel better after I whoop dat ass." It was all in good joking and she was always teasing when it came to Fred, even if she honestly thought he was the better gamer. He had skill and Dytto could admit it: she only had luck. Good luck, but luck nonetheless.

To: Black Widow
U here yet??

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Location: Wright Hall, Dorm 2B, Room B || Mood: Excited || Outfit: XX

Dytto told him to have at the snacks and Frederick immediately dived in. Putting the controller down, he grabbed the box of Cheeze-its and started eating. His hunger made the cheesy snack taste so much better than it really was. He was grateful to his friend for letting him devour anything he wants. There was a reason that he kept her around. Besides the fact that she was an amazing person in general. He was barely paying attention to what she was doing as he was stuffing his face with the cheesy goodness. "She really needs to be here to make you feel better after I destroy you."

Their competitive conversations is pretty much how they always talked to each other when it came to video games. It was friendly and completely innocent. Frederick rolled his eyes and glanced over all of the games she had. She had a lot. From that were a couple years old and some that had just come out. Clearly someone had recently gone video game shopping. Freddy put the snack box down and wiped his hands. "Lets start with something simple. Just to make sure that your skills didn't go to shit over the summer" He teased. "Call of Duty. World at War."

He waited silently for a moment as Dytto set up the game. "Hey did you hear that Jonnie isn't coming to school this year?" He did not think it was a much a huge deal, but he was just passing along rumors he has heard.




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Location: Wright Hall, Dorm 2B, Room A || Mood: Loving || Outfit: XX

Farrah's smile did not falter as she allowed the sarcasm to drip from her speech. She loved the fact that she could be this sarcastic with Nathan and continue to feel this happy around him. He brought her so much joy that she felt like her heart was going to explode. But she was keeping herself together, like Nate was. Besides the fact that they were grinning at each other like a couple of hyena's. She allowed for her boyfriend to pull her close, happy to be back in his arms. Slowly, she loosely wrapped her arms around his neck as he told her what Dytto said.

At least she knew better than to send someone to get Farrah to do anything. It would never end well for Dytto or whoever she was sending. If the dancer wanted to blast loud music then she would. The only way Dytto could ever do anything about it would be to storm in here and smash her speakers. But if that happened, Farrah would end her life. Nathan quickly pulled her from her thoughts with an 'I miss you'. It was so sweet sounding. Any hostility she had a moment ago, quickly disappeared.

No one would ever know, how they truly were when they were alone like this. No one else mattered. They could be sappy, sarcastic, loving, and kind. There is not one person she could ever imagine be this way for. Which is a scary thought. Farrah did not date much. This was her first real boyfriend and she already could not get enough of him. Before she could respond to Nathan, he did what most boyfriends would do when they were alone with their girlfriends. There kiss was not long, but it meant everything.

The dancer pulled away and smiled brightly. "I missed you too, Sap." Though she was teasing, she meant it. She was used to spending most of her time with him, but just moving in alone without seeing him once was saddening. "How much longer do you think we have until the witch next door thinks I killed you?" she asked. She was trying to keep Dytto's name calling down to a minimum for the sake of Nathan, but the next time she had to mention her Farrah will not be as nice.




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Location: Chase Hall, Dorm 2B, Room C || Mood: Excited || Outfit: XX

William got most of his clothes put away, but he was not in the mood to do much else. Farrah had not responded to his text, so he was assuming that she was really busy. Or just did not feel like doing any manual labor. He completely understood and was not going to push for help. Liam on the other hand did not have much of a choice. It was a friends duty to help. IT Liam hadn't moved in so early this morning, Will would have helped him as well. Speak of the devil, it seems like the King does not mind doing some heavy lifting.

To: Liam
I am in Dorm 2B and in Room C

Setting his phone back down, he laid on his bed. It was quite comfortable for a cheap mattress. Crossroads might have a lot of money, but it mostly goes towards academics and extracurriculars. Granted, Liam had been use to sleeping in a specially made mattress back in Westminster. Everything felt cheap to him. He was going to make the most of it. Consistently, each year has just gotten better. He wanted this year to go out with a bang. He was not exactly sure how it was going to happen, but he was more than willing to figure it out.

His mind wandered to London. Not really sure why, but he had not heard much from her either. He wanted to say hi and let her know of his arrival. He is aware that Liam and London are not friends at the moment, but Will had grown to like her. He could not just toss her aside because of the fall out between her and his best friend. So far he has managed to keep from getting in the middle of any fights they might have. The last thing he wants to do is have to pick sides and lose a friend. A King and Queen at war is not good for his mentality or for the kingdom they are supposed to be running. Royal 101.

To: London
Hello Queen. It has been a while since I have heard from you. Are you all moved in?

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux

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Esperanza wanted to say something as London left, but nothing could come out of her mouth. She bit her lip, looking over at one of the bags near her suitcase. Now that no one was here, no one could judge her over obsession. Esper was a a huge fan of vinyls. She loved collecting them and then playing them when she was a sad little Latina. Somehow she got her hands on several good ones this summer, and she couldn't wait to hear how they sounded. She opened the reusable Trader Joes bag and pulled out a sleek black box. She turned around and stepped towards the dresser, placing it down by her laptop that she had unpacked earlier. Looking around for an empty plug, she bent down and jammed the black cord into the plug. She grinned as she pulled back out from under the desk. Her hands began rummaging through the bag for her vinyls. She delicately grabbed the five new vinyls and placed them by her other collection.

She smiled in approval as she had finally finished unpacking. She did a little happy tour jete and landed just by the closet, banging her head. "Ow Jesus fuck!" This was the second time that Esper had been clumsy today and that was totally uncool in her book. Esperanza Ramos was supposed to be a graceful dancer and cheerleader, not a clumsy gay. Well now that she was sort of out of the closet, she could technically refer to herself as gay. Esper made her way towards her phone, checking the several messages. The one from Russian Barbie made her groan. The girl had made it impossible for her to go to Dytto's now, since she had to go help her with the presents or whatever. Maybe, just maybe this was a good thing. Then she could keep her hands to herself, not look like a stammering idiot in front of the nerds that she probably had in her room. She inhaled sharply as she began to respond to the messages.

To Russian Barbie:
Girl, you cannot be serious. Presents so soon? I'll have my ass ready when you come.

To Dytto:
Change of plans, Russian Barbie's going to hand out presents. I'll still see you at the elevator, and you besta believe that I'll be coming your way afterwards.

To Farrah my Babe:
Duh, I think it's time we get you a boyfriend. I'm back to being a matchmaker after I dumped Jonnie's ass. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Just not any of the nerds, okay? Well I mean, maybe one of the nerds if they aren't Fredrick Gains.

Just as she finished the messages, Natalya poked her head in. She nearly fell over in shock. How the hell did that woman get here so fast? Did it take that long for Esper to unpack and marvel over her vinyl collection. "Yeah, yeah. I'll go get London, she's just next door," she commented before slipping out the door. "Oh, and nice to see you again. We'll catch up at the barbecue? I have something to tell you," she gave a faint smile before making her way to Katherine's room. Without knocking, she swung the door open. "Sorry to interrupt. Well actually no, I'm not sorry but that doesn't matter," she announced her presence with a genuine smile on her features. Not the fake one that she forced when Katherine was around. "Natalya's got her presents, since it's probably our last year of getting them. It would suck if you didn't come too London!" She pleaded, acting as if what had happened in their room not too long ago never happened. She looked at Katherine, suddenly putting two and two together. Natalya didn't like Katherine as well, so she probably wouldn't have any gifts for her. "Unless you want to stay with Katherine, that's cool," she shrugged. She looked out the door to where her friend was and smiled softly, "Either way, I'll see you both at the barbecue okay?" She gave a small wave to the pair before taking off. She hated running, but she had to do it all the time to stay in shape for her activities which totally sucked. Esper made her way to the elevator, looking behind her in hopes that the brunette beauty known as Dytto would come out of 2B. She winced at her own thoughts and sighed heavily. This was going to be a long year.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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Nathan only grinned down at Farrah's face when their lips parted, tucking a few strands of hair behind her left ear gently. He had to learn to ignore the faces she made whenever Dytto somehow made her way into their conversation. It was always an awkward situation to be placed in, which was the other reason why he was perfectly fine with keeping them a secret for just a bit longer. Dytto might actually kill him.

The other dancer was usually much chiller than that and her carefree, don't-give-an-absolute-fuck-about-anything-that'll-cause-me-drama attitude was renown in their group. Sure, she liked hearing drama from time to time, but if Dytto could help it, she would remove herself from it or dispel it from her mind as quickly as she could so as not to linger on the issue. It was unhealthy just as much as it was healthy, but he doubted she would handle the situation well. Nate remembered their earlier years at Crossroads, Dytto's misery. It had fostered a bit of hatred towards anyone who was involved and, despite the fact that she admitted that Farrah had never touched her nor even acknowledged her back then, her fellow dancer was hated. The abhorrence was strong with this one and it should have been enough to keep Nathan on the frenemies-with-benefits track like he was supposed to. But it gives you such a thrill, should not still be the unspoken truth.

"Probably not long," he answered honestly just in time for his phone to vibrate in his back pocket. Sighing heavily and thinking it was probably Dytto since she had kept going back to her phone all morning back when she helped him check-in, he pulled it out only to see Nat's text. It made him roll his eyes and chuckle quietly before meeting Farrah's eyes once more. "Well. Duty calls. Apparently, I gotta go. Dee's other half just got here," he said and kissed Farrah's forehead gently. He turned to at least reach for the door when he heard heels stomp excited into the apartment from the other side, willing himself to be silent and not move. "Shit," he swore as he heard Natalya's unnecessarily loud and excited voice and her bang against Dytto's door. He waited until he heard those same heels leave just as quickly as they came before glancing over his shoulder at Farrah, "I'll text you after class.", and then hurried out, closing the door quietly behind him.



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Dytto was cracking up at Fred's quick retort, moving to peruse through her collection for Fred's enjoyment but also to get out her second controller. She had earlier only pulled out one game controllers since Outlast was only a one-person game. It made her briefly made her wonder if the creators would change the interface to accommodate more than one, but she quickly shot that down. Having one player was what made it a heart-racing experience. "Uh huh, talk your shit, Gains," she said distractedly and finally found her second controller in the lower cabinet of her television stand. Her phone vibrated on the rug, but she chose to ignore it at the moment. Especially if it was Liam.

"You say something simple and chose Call of Duty?" She exclaimed, dramatizing her skepticism before tsking and shaking her head. "You must really want this ass-whooping." Dytto sorted back through the disk boxes as she had seen the game a second ago and then let out a small exclamation upon finding it again. As she proceeded to restart her game station's system and exchanging the disks, the sound of Fred digging his hand into the paper lined box ceased and his next question came. "Yeah, I did. I didn't kn - " Only a second later and there was a loud banging on her door, which for a second reminded Dytto of Nathan (despite knowing that he knew he could easily walk into her room at any given moment), and then Natalya's voice. Dytto whipped her head in the direction of the door and she rolled her eyes as Natalya decided to rush her. Well, them, since she had also been looking for Fred as well earlier. "This bitch...always tryna' give people heart attacks," she grumbled without actually meaning a thing by it.

Dytto quickly rose to her feet, raking her fingers through her straightened hair and fixing her snapback so that it was no longer backwards on her head. She had flipped it in the middle of watching Nate play - who, by the way, was taking too damn long and she wouldn't be surprised if Farrah had pissed him while acquiescing to his demands for quieter music since there was literally silence from the wall now. As she slipped her feet back into her black Aquazurra sandals (they were heels, for some reason, most people called them sandals and Dytto really didn't feel like arguing about it) and picked up her red vest, she also grabbed her phone and glanced at Fred. "Rain check on your ass kicking. We've been summoned," she told him on a playful wink and pulled her red vest back on, allowing it to fall freely down to her ankles. She glanced back down at her phone to see messages from Liam, Esperanza and Katherine. Two made her roll her eyes; only one made her smile. And aren't you turning into a sappy ass bitch, some part of her brain taunted and Dytto chose to ignore it, grabbed a hold of Fred's arm while reaching for her set of dorm keys, and then heading out of her dorm to see Nate standing in the hallway. Her head tilted to the side for a moment before Dytto closed her door behind them, locking it.

"You just leaving her room," she questioned sardonically, suspiciously, as she continued to walk past him so that Nate and Fred could follow. A scent hit her as she passed him and Dytto wrinkled her nose ponderingly "No, just coming back from the bathroom," he lied without falter, nodding to Fred again, and proceeded to follow the brunette as she appeared to be typing on her cell. "Smelling like you've been dumped in a trashcan filled with nothing but perfume?" Was her next inquiry and not one to usually stumble at the face of Dytto's quick fire questions, Nate responded with "Not my fault that apparently, you live with a lot of girls who flooded your damn bathroom with this shit." His Brooklyn accent became much clearer in his defense of himself and Nate didn't have to see Dytto's face to know that she either didn't trust him or didn't care. So, he turned his attention to Fred. "What's up with her? You kick her ass or something?" Dytto hated losing, but she also wasn't taking Nathan's bait either. And he still couldn't see her face. Her hair fell like a curtain of chestnut silk as she punched out a few responses on her phone, her heels click-clacking against the white linoleum floor.

To: Esper
Can't wait

To: Liam
1, ew. 2, ew. And 3, the difference between animals & Kat is dat 1 of dem is cute. And it damn sure ain't her

To: Katherine
Try again

It didn't take long to reach the elevator and when she did, a small smirk was on Dytto's face because she was taking in both her best friend and Esper. Though, her gaze was mostly on the cheerleader and Dytto ran her fingers through her hair, twisting her fingers on a few strands as she eyed Esperanza surreptitiously. After all, she said she wouldn't touch. Said nothing about not looking. Nate had to laugh to himself, just a bit and quietly, at that. He knew all about Dytto's little "innocent" crush on Esperanza and always found it interesting with the two interacted. Dytto was good at being cool and detached, just not when this one was around. "This better be a bomb ass present for you to be banging on people's doors like you've lost your mind," Dytto stated distractedly, flitting her gaze to Natalya with a warm smile, before her gaze returned to Esperanza. Who honestly shouldn't show that much long. Like, honestly - that's not fair. How was Dytto not supposed to envision getting her hands all over that smooth, tanned, untouchable skin. Honestly, unfair and unjust torture. "Hey, gorgeous. Don't you look all tanned and glorious!" She greeted her, dragging her eyes up to meet Esperanza's, her tongue peeking out to wet her bottom lip. Nate had to cough into his fist to avoid a snicker.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Frederick was more than ready to kick Dytto's ass. He had been practicing all summer and he had new techniques that he knows that she has never seen before. He kept a good grip on the controller, excited to play with one of his favorite second players. He knew he was going to enjoy this as much as she was. Just then his phone buzzed as well as Dytto's. But her phone was always buzzing. People were always trying to get in contact with Miss Dee. Checking the message, he saw that Natalya was making sure that Fred was with Nate and Dytto. Well Nathan had just walked out for reasons Fred was not aware of.

Dytto was finally going to answer his question about Jonnie's absense, but that was when the Russian thought it would be best bang on the door and let herself in. Excitedly exclaiming that the two of them needed to join her downstairs. The gamer rolled his eyes and set the controller down. Dytto called for a reign check which caused him to laugh. "You weren't ready for this ass whopping anyway." he said, throwing back her own competitive remark.

They left the bedroom and Nathan rejoined him. Frederick smiled. Dytto on the other hand immediately started interrogating his whereabouts. Fred did not see the big deal, but he was not going to be in the middle of his conversation. Nathan did not seem to get that and tied her crabbiness to getting beaten in a game. Frederick laughed a little. "Didn't get the chance. Natalya came running in and summoned both of us."

The three of them made it downstairs where a lot of people were starting to gather. That was when Frederick started to understand what was going on. This was consistent every year. Natalya buys all her friends expensive gifts and expects no payment in return. "You interrupted Dytto's ass kicking, Nat. This has to be good." he said, with a charming smile and humor in his tone.




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Farrah thought they would have much longer than what they were given. As soon as Nathan spoke, his phone went off. The dancer was not pleased to hear that her boyfriend was being dragged away by the dumb Russian blonde. She kept that to herself. Nathan happened to be friends with that girl and upsetting him with her rude comment was not in the plan. With a kiss to her forehead, he pulled away and turned to leave. But the Russian barged in the dorm and obviously went to collect the witch next door. When Nathan said it was safe, he said his farewell and stepped out. Farrah gave a half-hearted wave and turned to sit on her bed.

She took hold of her phone and released that Esper and Liam both messaged her. Esperanza's text worried the dancer. There was no need for her best friend to find her anyone. Farrah was already dating someone, but Esper did not know that. A sigh escaped her. This secret relationship was going to be much harder than anticipated.

To: Esper Darling
I don't have time for boyfriends. We are co captains in our senior year. I would much rather focus on ending up as national championships than someone's girl

That was a lie. If she could figure out a way to spend as much time with Nathan as she spent dancing then she would.

To: Liam
Oh please. Don't act like the Goldon Boy. Where was the extended invitation to help me move in, Mr. 'I was here at 7 in the morning'

Shaking her head in amusement, she laid on her bed. She just wanted to kill some time. She did not want to see everyone gathered around some tattooed chick, accepting gifts. Farrah played some music and just stayed in her bed.




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Location: Chase Hall, Floor 2B, Room C || Mood: Excited || Outfit: XX

William was happy for some help. Liam was not here yet, but there was no rush. There was still and hour or two to kill before everyone needed to be mingling outside at the barbeque. Will was rather excited to reunite with his friends there. He had missed hem. Being in England for his entire summer with no opportunities to see anyone is rather saddening. But he was back in the United States ready to make this the best year yet. His phone buzzed and it was from Miss Russia. He smiled and glanced over it before laughing.

Every time she wanted him to do anything she uses the queen against him. Will has only met the Queen once. It does not work on him. But he will go to the parking lot to see what was so important. There was no harm in getting some fresh air and seeing his friends.

To: Russian
This has to be good, Nat. I had to hang up on the Queen

No harm in going along with the joke. He needed to send Liam a quick text so that he knew not to come to his dorm.

To: Liam
There has been a change of plans. I will just see you at the barbeque

Grabbing his keys, he left his room and headed downstairs. On his way down, he received a message from London. He was glad that she was still nice to him, despite his friendship with Liam. He would be sad to lose one of his other favorite royal.

To: London
My stuff is in my room, if that is what you mean.

Moving in was still a slow process he would have to get back to after dealing with Natalya. When he got outside, he saw that he was clearly not the only person out there. Nat must have something big planned. He went closer to the crowd, smiling politely at some of the faces he recognized.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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After the awkward encounter with Dytto, Esperanza wanted to just poof. Hanging out with the underclassmen sounded like an excellent idea now. She felt her phone buzz in her bag, which caused her to flinch. As much as she wanted to check her messages, she was supposed to be getting all hyped up for Russian Barbie's presents. The girl's comeback to Fred was completely amusing. The girl burst out laughing, nearly falling over again as she stepped on the ground weirdly, causing her foot to wobble. She cursed under her breath as she finally stood in a balanced position. "Woah there, as much as I love your spunk. You're threatening to take away the title of Queen Bitch, and we all know that's me," the Latina commented. "Bow down peasants-" Before she could continue, her phone buzzed again. She felt kind of bad for ignoring her previous message. so she checked her phone. The first message was from Farrah; she made a mental note to respond to her later. The next message, she rose a brow completely perplexed. "Holy fucking shit, Stephanie's not coming back this year," she gasped. Esper hated the head cheerleader. She thought she was too conceited and she also hated the fact that the bitch wanted to overthrow London as the Queen. Clearly London was the queen, and Esper was her sexy Latina sidekick. This year couldn't have started any better. With Jonnie gone, she was free to pursue whoever she wished. And now with Stephanie gone, they wouldn't have to do routines to Taylor Swift or some crappy artist like that. Stepping into the elevator, she began to respond to Farrah's message, humming LoveGame under her breath.

To Farrah my Babe:
Suit yourself, but I'm pretty damn sure this year will be great for us. Once I scare the freshmen shitless with my warm up routine, we'll be good to go.

It was true that Esper was known to be a hardcore captain. She wasn't afraid to become the more attractive Abby Lee Miller. She expected perfection, and she didn't want anything less. Luckily Farrah was there to balance out her cruelty, if Farrah wasn't there Esper would probably have killed every member of the dance team. Following Natalya out of the elevator, putting her phone away, she eyed the trucks suspiciously. Remembering what she had gotten in the past, it made Esper sick. She didn't deserve those presents. She wasn't exactly the bestest friend ever, but she tried. The thing that she hated the most was the fact that she had considered selling her gifts for money. It was selfish and cruel, but Esper needed the money. Not many of the kids in school understood what it was like to be poor like her. If she was a good person, she'd refuse it to prevent the temptation from consuming her; Esperanza Ramos was not a good person. She watched as the girl went to get the stuff. Her mouth opened and she shook her head in disbelief. $2000 worth of iTunes cards, an iPod that wouldn't be coming out for several months, and two necklaces that were probably worth double the price of her house and family car combined. "Russian Barbie, I literally knew it. You went way over the 10k mark. Not saying I'm mad," she chuckled, looking at the girl with a genuine smile. "Thank you, you're literally one of the greatest people I ever met, and that's probably the most positive thing I'll say about you," she continued. The girl had to keep it real. She didn't exactly know what to say when it came to positive things. She was surprised she could talk without stuttering.

Esperanza waited as everyone else got their presents. She didn't really care about the other people. Her arms were crossed, eyes not leaving the brunette beauty that somehow made her have a heart. Watching her was easily one of her favorite things to do. Not just for her undeniable beauty, but the fact that she was just a great person in general. As much as she wanted to see what that car looked like. She knew it would be more interesting to watch Dytto's reaction. Esper would probably vomit at the sight of the car anyway, since she knew that the car was way too expensive. She would love a nice car, if she actually deserved it. Her face softened a bit as she sighed quietly. "Rich people," she breathed.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Eloise Tailer Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale

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Location: Barbeque || Mood: Content || Outfit: XX

Frederick could not believe the gift Natalya gave him. This was greater than anything he has ever gotten in his entire life. There was so much that he was almost speechless. When it was handed over to him, he practically choked out his thank you. The nerd continue to geek over the endless amount of gaming opportunities with the new consoles, games, and gift cards he just got. He stayed through the end of the gift giving. Everyones gifts were both thoughtful and expensive. He could not imagine What he would have to get the Russian to make up for this. But he would think about it later. Freddy took his gift and headed back to his room. He wanted to put it away and then join everyone at the barbeque. He was starving and food was an absolute must.

It wasn't long before everything was put away and he headed back down the to where everyone was. But he was taking his time. Dytto texted him, wondering where he was.

To: Dytto
I put my systems away. I'm headed to the barbeque now.

With that message sent, he continued on his way. It wasn't long before he had another buzz. Dytto was a fast texter, always stuck to her phone, but that was unreasonable fast. He saw that it came from Eloise. He smiled softly and quickly tapped away at a response.

To: Ellie
On my way!

Frederick saw everyone mingling at the barbeque. First he spotted Dytto and Nathan with Natalya. Probably talking about her need to buy expensive gifts. He was going to join them, but then he saw Ellie at a table by herself. He hadn't seen her all summer or talked to her much. They were friends and it would be nice to catch up again. He headed toward her table and then sat down across from her. He smiled brightly. "Hey Ellie! How's it hanging?"




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William could not believe that the Russian had bought him some many different tea sets and a billion different types of tea leaves. There was endless possibilities when it came to tea now. He was more than excited to try this right away. But he wanted the first cup to be with the person that bought it for him. After classes this afternoon, he would ask her to come hang out in his room so they can have some tea. When Farrah wasn't around of course. She would get the second cup. Speaking of which, he hadn't heard from her since she told him that he was on his own from moving in. As Will pulled his phone out to message her, someone tapped his shoulder. "Excuse me? Can you help me? I'm looking for a Brit."

William and Farah laughed before hugging each other. Best friends united after an entire summer away from each other. Once they pulled from the embrace, Farrah crossed her arms and looked over him. "So how was the Queen?" She asked, knowing full well that he did not see the Queen this summer. "Well. In fact, she insisted on meeting you. How's the President?" Farrah waved his hand dismissively. "Always requesting my dancing. I turned him down. Again." hey both managed to keep a straight face, before breaking out into laughter once again. The dancer ran her fingers through her hair and glanced over at Natalya, Dytto, and Nathan. The two people she hated surrounding her boyfriend. How lovely? He had such a great taste in human beings. William caught her glaring and snapped his fingers. "If you keep staring, it won't be a secret anymore." Will told her. Farrah just rolled her eyes and peeled her gaze away from her mancandy of a boyfriend.

She caught sight of Liam and smiled bright before looking back at William. "Let's go entertain to the king." Will chuckled a little before following after the dancer. They stood close to Liam, who was talking to Joe. Farrah kept her arms crossed not really attempting to be friendly. Will on the other hand smiled bright. "Hey Liam, Joe." He said, making up for Farrah's unfriendliness. He never understood why she never attempted to make friends with people. It would save her a world of trouble.

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Character Portrait: Natalya Volkova Character Portrait: Esperanza Ramos Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Dytto Devereux Character Portrait: Nathan Hale Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Esperanza hated to be in big crowds of people that she disliked; that was what she felt every single day of her life. After the gifts she had returned to her room to hide her two necklaces because she constantly feared someone stealing her stuff. At the same time she was up there, she debated changing, feeling as if her outfit was too prone to get her sweaty. She didn't really have anything good to wear. Since today was all about good impressions, she's go to her athletic gear and cheerleader uniform later. Placing her hat down by her bed, she picked up her sunglasses, peering out of her window. Sure enough, the barbecue had started and Esper knew she just had to get her ribs before some asshole got to them first. She closed the curtain, turning on her heels once again and sauntering out of her room.

The whole way down through Wright Hall felt like a breeze, no one was inside to look at her so she could actually smile without getting odd looks. She hated her genuine smile because it made her look cheerful. Sure she was comfortable with smiling when she was around close friends, but otherwise the only smile that will come out of her lips is a smirk. As she walked across the lawn, she saw a few of her friends. They seemed pretty occupied and she didn't want to bother them until she got her food. Esper made her way towards where all the food was, helping herself to some barbecue ribs and potato chips. After she was satisfied with the amount of food on her plate, she searched for the closest person to her.

She saw Farrah in the distance with Will. Shrugging to herself, she made her way towards them. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed the familiar figures of Liam and Joe. Both of them were not good in her book. Liam shattered London's heart, and Esper swore that she would get revenge. She had not come up with a scheme yet, but she knew that once he did he would regret breaking her best friend's heart. And then there was Joe, who was way to nice for Esper to stand. She'd talk to her best friend later, when she was far away from those blockheads. She turned away from the group, curling her lips distastefully as she maneuvered through the lines of people that were coming in her direction. Most had the nerve to stay in her way, others who she had probably beaten up or had been warned stayed clear. The effect the girl had on others was intimidating, but she couldn't stop the leering from horny teenage boys.

Her attention was brought to a certain trio in the crowd that consisted of Russian Barbie, Dytto the girl who couldn't seem to leave the Latina's thoughts, and Nate. She was impressed she still remembered his name. She popped a few chips into her mouth as she sauntered towards the group. "Yo, you kiddies mind if I join you?" she inquired in a light voice, licking the salt off of her lips. "My other friends are either with people I hate or aren't around," she continued but those weren't the only reasons. She had hoped as soon as the male left Russian Barbie and Dytto alone with her, she could just come out to them to save the trouble of hiding it throughout the school year. She came out to London and she seemed cool with it, why wouldn't either of them have the same reaction. There was also a small hope that maybe, just maybe if she came out of the closet she'd have a better chance of figuring out what she wanted to do with her attraction to Dytto based on her reaction.

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Joseph Grant Character Portrait: William Richardson

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"I am seriously craving a good burger right now, so let's go for a run later, kay? You know it just as well as I do that that's one of the major cons of California, over New York. In New York, you have all fall and winter to let your summer body fall apart, and then you still have all spring to build it back up, but we have to stay in shape year round here."[/color] She caught herself after that, and quickly corrected herself. "Well I have to stay in shape year round. You, on the other hand, need to make sure this year you actually keep some meat on your bones. I really hope you're over that phase, Kat,"[/color] she said, the last sentence coming with an included knowing glance at her friend. When London had found out about Katherine's eating disorder a couple of years back, she had treated it in a similar manner as Esperanza's coming out. It was something that she was uncomfortable with, because she wasn't well-versed in being incredibly supportive in a lovey-dovey way. She wasn't the kind of friend who could send Katherine text messages every morning to remind her to eat a healthy breakfast, or tell her that she was beautiful the way she was. She just didn't function that way, no matter how close she was with the person. She was more comfortable with shooting Katherine glares when she saw her passing up meals and sternly telling her that she wasn't going to stand to spend senior year with her best friend locked up in some mental institution. Luckily, or at least from what London had been told, Kat's summer had went well and she was on the right track to recovery. The eating disorder had been "cured" and Katherine would be the present, exuberant and vibrant girl that London loved. That was the plan, at least.

The girls had left Katherine's dormitory a few minutes earlier, and were now arriving at the barbecue. Even from a distance, the smell of the fresh barbecue food made London's mouth water. As she had said, she tried to be healthy about what she ate because she did care about maintaining her figure, but she wasn't the type of person who obsessed over that type of stuff. Definitely not to the extent where she could turn down food that fit her cravings, every now and again. Though London knew that being at the top of the social pyramid came with its responsibilities, right now, she really just wanted to focus on her friends and food, so when a couple of sophomores approached her with eager smiles on their faces, it took a bit of effort to hide her dwindling patience. "Hi London," the first girl chirped. London knew her name to be Jenna, only because she was one of the girls who had seemed to only join the yoga club the year before, to pester her. Whenever they crossed paths, it seemed like this girl had a million questions about what London had done the weekend before, what her plans for the next weekend were, what color nail polish she was wearing, and where London recommended she get a dress for an upcoming gala. It was cute at first, and even London could admit that having followers was sometimes a nice boost to her ego, but after a while, the girl had become nothing short of annoying. Her little posse of friends, whose three names were unknown to London, were just as annoying. "That club you were at a few weeks ago looked so fun! Where were you? I was, like, totally jealous," Jenna continued, quickening her pace to keep up with London, who had continued walking even after the girl's greeting. "I'm not sure," London mulled, uninterestedly. She knew what club the girl was referring to, because she had left several comments under the Instagram photo London had posted of herself there, asking this same question. And like those comments, London wasn't going to give an answer to this question either. "We'll talk to you girls later," she then added, slightly abruptly, as she decided that she wanted to lose the girls before they killed her vibe. Kat's brattiness and Esper's testiness had already taken a toll on it, and she wasn't going to let it worsen any more. Not even after seeing Liam standing beside the burgers. Nope, he wasn't that important, and that reassurance made her want to approach that area even faster, especially after seeing William, Farrah and Joe, three people who could be considered friends, standing beside him.

"Excuse me," she said, a curt and clearly feigned smile on her face as she nudged Liam just enough to have access to the burgers for long enough to put one on her plate. She had forced Kat to take a plate as well, and even though she knew the girl would probably complain later on, she placed a burger onto her plate, too. "Farrah, you should totally come sit with Kat and I," London said, in a slightly unusual act of welcoming someone who wasn't part of her clique, into it. Farrah was an A-lister, and that made her familiar territory, plus, she was going to be her roommate, so London decided that it was perfectly acceptable. Plus, she didn't want to just sit with Katherine, and she had spotted Esperanza a moment before, but with Kat's stepsister and Natalya, so she didn't want to deal with insisting that Esper sit with them, and have that lead to two people Kat despised joining as well.

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Eloise Tailer Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: William Richardson

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Liam read Dytto's text message but didn't answer. That was done in part because he was annoyed, and knew that she wasn't the only girl he could have sex with, so he wasn't going to beg, and because a minute after he and Joe began chatting, Joe disappeared, and was replaced by Farrah and William. Their presence brought a more genuine smile to Liam's face, since they were people who he actually considered to be friends. Liam was friendly with many people who weren't A-listers, but like anyone who benefited from such a rigid social system, he knew better than to call many of those people actual friends. "Look who it is. The David Beckham wannabe, and the Dancing Queen. Took you two long enough to find me," he commented with a grin, as he continued to fill his plate. He allowed for a silent pause for a moment as he decided whether he wanted a soda or a water with his meal, but after opting for the latter, he turned back towards them. "So, what's been good with you two all summer? I'm surprised that I didn't run into either of you in the Hamptons." That was where Liam had spent a fair amount of time over the summer, and it wasn't out of the ordinary to have seen some classmates there, since the Hamptons seemed to be the playground of the rich and famous, during the summer months.

When London came over, Liam didn't even hide the fact that he was checking her out from behind. She had an attitude towards him, that much was clear, at least to him, who knew her well, but that was cool. He liked them feisty, and he was still positive that he would get her back within the first month of school. Plus, if for some reason that didn't happen, his second option would be her tall and gorgeous best friend that stood beside her. Since London made it clear that she only wanted to address Farrah, Liam didn't go out of his way to address her either, but he did look towards Will with a bit of a smirk. Later, when they were alone, he would fill him in on how easy he knew it was going to be to get London back in bed with him. For now, though, he just said, "Dude, you better start filling your plate before everything's gone."

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"Hey Fred!" she said, her smile growing as the boy sat down beside her. Eloise was past the point of feeling weird about sitting along, but she wasn't going to refuse company, especially if it was someone who was as fun and sweet as Frederick was. "I'm good, what about you? What did you do this summer?" she asked, only before noticing that he didn't have a plate of food in front of him. She was already halfway through her own burger and wasn't going to stand for Fred missing out on the deliciousness that the barbecue was offered, even if it meant forcing him away for a few minutes to fill his plate. "Go make a plate! Maybe it's just because I haven't eaten all day, but the food is really good again this year." That in itself wasn't really surprising. Ellie wasn't a picky eater to begin with, but Crossroads also always seemed to be on top of making sure that the quality of their food was perfect. Considering the cost of tuition that so many students paid, that should have just been a given, though. Regardless, she was never disappointed with a meal she had on campus, whether it was at an event like this, or just an everyday meal at Waves.

Ellie wasn't close with Natalya, so she wasn't too knowledgeable on her annual gift-giving event, or else she would have questioned Fred on what he had gotten that year. She hoped that he was going to get food, so she probably wouldn't have had time to go into depth on how well he had moved in anyway, but regardless, Ellie appreciated how easy it was to just hang out with Fred. She was the kind of girl who was usually very quiet, preferring to listen over talk, but there were a handful of people who she felt comfortable enough after to really be herself around, and he was one of them.

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Character Portrait: Liam Nielsen Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Farrah Hart Character Portrait: Eloise Tailer Character Portrait: London Wellington Character Portrait: Frederick Gains Character Portrait: William Richardson

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While William was entertaining the nobody, Farrah decided to get herself a plate of food. She did not get so much since she was not all that hungry. The dancer needed to keep up her body shape anyway. If she ate too much then she would not be able to move the way she does. Finally Joe disappeared, so the dancer could now talk to her friends. Picking at her food, Liam addressed her and Will. She rolled her eyes at him playfully. Of course she was going to find him. He was one of her close friends, how could she not find him. He asked about their summer and Farrah was trying to think of something that didn't involve at her secret rendezvous with Nathan. "Too busy in Dominican Republic to visit the Hamptons." She said. That wasn't a lie. She did travel there during the summer.

Will might have known she was lying, but he did not say anything about it. That was an added brownie point for him. London and her right hand Katherine approached the food which Farrah and her friends seemed to be blocking. The dancer did her part and smiled at the Queen. Crossing her was not on her list of thing to do this senior year.

"Farrah, you should totally come sit with Kat and I,"

Farrah raised an eyebrow in sheer confusion. 1. London was being nice to her and Esperanza was not around. 2. She was invited her to join her and Katherine. Farrah did not have a problem with either of them, but they weren't close. London may be her roommate, but she wasn't expecting the two of them to be painting their toe nails together. And Katherine was just another situation all together. Liam and Will didn't seem to mind if Farrah joined them, so she shrugged and agreed. "See you two later." She said.

Following the royal towards a table, she sat so that she was sitting across from the both of them. "So how were your summers?" She asked politely.




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William talked to Joe since Farrah was not going to. In fact she was probably going to refrain to talking to anyone that wasn't A-List. That made him chuckled internally. Even Liam was talking to Joe. But Miss Dancing Queen would never. Joe excused himself and his attention was on his best friend. Will smiled at the comment comparing him David Beckham. They were pretty similar. Foreign and great at soccer. Not an insult. More like a future aspiration. Liam asked about their summer and Farrah jumped at the chance to answer. William already knows what Farrah did this summer, but apparently he was going to be the only person that was going to know.

William was going to answer, but then London arrived. He caught Liam checking her out and managed to keep the laugh to himself. HE smiled politely at the Queen. She might have issues with Liam, but she was still nice and friends with the Brit. As expected she did not address Liam. Unexpectedly, she invited Farrah to sit with her and Katherine. Farrah was confused, but when to sit over there, leaving Will and Liam alone.

When they were far away enough, Liam spoke up again about the food. The Brit almost forgot. William piled his plate with food. His plane ride was long and he hasn't eaten. This would be his first meal and a very long time. He already knows its going to taste like heaven."Oh. My mum says hi." he said, after getting his food. William talks about his friends back home and they love all of them. His mother especially has been trying to get his friends to visit. "How was your summer?"




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Frederick was more than ready to explain his summer, if he wasn't cut off by Eloise encouraging him to go and get a plate of food. He was so concerned with seeing his friends that he had almost forgotten how hungry he was. "I will be right back" He explained before getting up. He did a light job over to the food and glanced over at all of it. It all looked so good, but the food here always looked and tasted great. A lot of money went into this place, if the food was anything less of amazing there would be a riot. Frederick happily piled his plate high, eager to eat every last bit of it. He grabbed a can of soda before returning to the table.

He slid into the chair across from Eloise once more and smiled. "I really missed the food here." he said before taking his first bite. Just like he thought, the food here was perfect. "To answer your earlier questions, I just played video games and worked this summer." He said to her with a shrug. It's what he does every summer. Every once in a while he will be able to go on vacation, but he mostly works to make sure that he has money for the school year. Unlike the rich kids, he has to pay for his own stuff.

"What did you do this summer?" He asked, before going back to eating the food in front of him.