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Katherine Arnault

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a character in “Gossip Girl: Senior Year”, as played by BurningBridges

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"'I,' she says, 'am always stuck. I am always stuck between giving people everything because I am dying to create meaningful relationships, and giving them nothing at all because then if they leave, at least I’ll be left whole.'"
β€” S.Z.




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Name:
Katherine Γ‰milie Arnault

Nicknames:
Kat, Kitty

Age:
17

Gender:
Female

Birth Date:
September 10

Sign:
Virgo

Sexuality:
She likes the idea of being straight, so she's always claimed that she is heterosexual. However much she tries to suppress it, she knows that it is more likely that she should bisexual, if anything.

Ethnicity:
French




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[center]Childhood/Family Life:
Katherine lives with her father, Bernard Arnault and step-mother, Nicole Reeve-Arnault. Her mother, Laura Beck, is now married to Christopher Beck and they have a 2-year-old son, Greyson, together. Her relationships with her mother and step-father are strong, but the pair and their son live in Los Angeles, so she only sees them a few times a year. Although she often claims that she would be much better off living with them, the fact that she doesn't see them very often probably contributes to their positive relationship. Katherine's attitude and lifestyle make it hard for her to have a healthy relationships with the people in charge of her. Laura is a concert pianist and Christopher is a retired professional baseball player. Bernard has primary guardianship of Kat, so her relationship with him and his second wife of two years is more prominent and notably, is generally poor. He's a business tycoon and the 13th wealthiest person in the world, with a net worth well in the billion dollar range. Bernard is the chairman and CEO of LMVH, a French multinational luxury goods conglomerate, which incorporates various well known brands such as Marc Jacobs, Sephora, Hennessy, Dior, Donna Karen, CΓ©line and Bulgari. Her father is of French nationality but moved to New York when he divorced her mother when she was three years old. He was forced to temporarily relocate to the states due to a custody order, but after it was worked out, he decided to purchase a permanent home in New York. Since then, he travels back to his company's Paris headquarters two or three times a month but does most of his business in Manhattan. Despite this, he never had enough time, or as Kat believed, desire, to invest his energy in her upbringing. Their relationship was always minimal, until she hit her teenage years and he was no longer able to ignore her bratty and rebellious attitude. From then on, it consisted of little more than yelling and screaming, and making empty threats to empty her bank account.

Bernard and Laura met when they were in their 20's. She was a student at Juliard in New York City, and he was visiting a cousin who happened to attend the school as well. They fell in love and after she graduated, she moved to France where they continued dating, and eventually eloped. They had been married for a few weeks when they intentionally conceived a child. They were young and in love and ready to start a family together and for the first few months, everything seemed wonderful. However, by the time Katherine was born, it was apparent that they had moved too quickly. Bernard's work life was consuming him, Laura missed her family and life in the states, and neither were prepared to put their lives on hold to care for the baby. Their divorce was finalized when Katherine was a year old and luckily, it was completely civil. They agreed that she would reside with Bernard on a regular basis, but Laura had visitation rights and it essentially worked as more of shared custody than anything.

In order to allow Laura regular contact with Katherine, Bernard purchased a penthouse in New York where she was raised once she turned three. Although it was her father's apartment, he wasn't the one there caring for the toddler day in and day out. Those duties were given to an assortment of nannies and caregivers who did everything from make her breakfast in the morning, to teaching her how to ride a bike. She never developed a close emotional relationship with her father and he tended to express his love through gifts. Katherine would wake up in the morning and instead of being greeted by her father, she would find a new Tiffany bracelet waiting for her. It sounds great, and Kat would never complain about the gifts, but she did want to know her father.

A few weeks after she turned fifteen, she found out via text that her father had impulsively married a woman, Nicole, who he had been dating for a few months during their trip to Italy. Katherine wanted no part in the woman, despite her attempts to reach out and become involved in her life. She was already comfortable with having no authoritative parents in her life and wasn't about to open up to some woman who she barely knew. After a few screaming matches with between the two, Nicole mostly gave up on trying to befriend Katherine the two avoid each other more than anything now.

The biggest struggle that Katherine has faced in her life is the eating disorder that she was diagnosed with at age thirteen. Looking back, she knows it's something that's been around since she was a child, but it started to become debilitating in her teen years. Her father was forced to acknowledge it when she fainted one day at school and was sent to a hospital to be examined. Since then, she has been forced to see a psychiatrist regularly. Things seemed to be okay for a few years, but last spring she took a turn for the worse and hit a dangerously low weight which her forced into the Timberline Knolls treatment facility in Illinois. At that point in her life, she probably would have ran away if she knew she was being sent there, so her father convinced her that they were going on a weekend trip to Chicago to force her to the center. It worked, but left Katherine with no time to give any of her friends an explanation for why she would be falling off the face of the earth for the two months of summer. She's obviously back home now, and though the two months of treatment did her good in some ways, she is no way recovered, just on the path to it.





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Quirks//Habits//Oddities:
She's extremely picky about what she eats/who prepares her food | She's a light sleeper | She gets anxious easily, and tends to isolate herself when anxious | It's very easy to get her to cry (any remotely-sad movie will do the trick)

Good personality traits:
Exuberant, Passionate, Fun-Loving, Creative

Bad personality traits:
Shallow, Emotional, Dramatic, Impatient

Personality:
There's a reason for why growing up and still today, Katherine tends to attract friends that remain close and true to her. She's lovable in the sense that she's outgoing, fun, and energetic. Normally, she has a lively vibe to her, gets excited over the little things, and is good at cheering people up or acting as a buffer between two people who normally wouldn't get along very well. She's easy to have fun around and possess a vibe that seems to lighten tense moods. She's definitely talkative, especially when it comes to things that she's passionate about, and though her tendency to be impulsive doesn't make her the most qualified advice-giver, she certainly tries to help her friends when they have problems. Maybe it's because she often comes off as naive or even innocent, but those who are close with her would definitely describe her as being sweet, typically well-intended, and a genuine and loyal friend.

A flaw that's definitely worth nothing, however, is how easily influenced Katherine can be. There are certain values and desires that she'll stand by until the end, and that's apparent in the sense that she becomes almost immature, in the respect of being unwilling to compromise on certain things. However, more frequently, it takes just a little bit of pushing from someone she trusts to have her completely on their side, no matter what the issue at hand is. This malleability at least somewhat stems from her being insecure about her own intelligence. Growing up, being "dumb" wasn't something she ever minded, mostly because she knew that it didn't really have any consequences. Her father's name was enough to eliminate the possibility of her being expelled from her private school, due to bad grades, and no one at home ever really pushed her to do better in school, so she just accepted the fact that she wasn't as bright as other students.

Drama and gossip are fun when she's not the target of it, and are things that Katherine definitely enjoys witnessing. However, when it comes back to bite her, Katherine proves to be much more self-conscious and sensitive than she acts. She over thinks most things and is the type of person who will lay in bed for hours thinking about things or call her friends at three in the morning sobbing. She's not only emotionally needy, but materialistically as well. She tends to be very shallow when it comes to judging people and determining their worth and the first standard would be money. Her high standards and the fact that she's extremely conscious about her appearance, especially the idea of actually getting naked in front of anyone, have led to her maintaining her status as a virgin. Because of this, talking about possible hookups is something that she rarely engages in, because she's embarrassed that she hasn't done much in terms of that, but at the same time, she isn't ready to face the root of the problem and acknowledge that she's not some hideous looking, overweight monster that she somehow needs to see in the mirror.

From a young age, Katherine found that she had a passion for the visual arts. As a child, she showed exemplary skills in drawing and painting, and she's continued that throughout her life. In her opinion, it's the only thing that she has ever actually been good at, and that's the only reason for why she has stuck with it. Really, though, she does have a passion for it, and it's often one of the few healthy outlets that she has for negative feelings in her life.

Greatest joys in life:
Money and material items, art, alcohol (vodka is her guilty pleasure), her friends

Greatest fears:
It's hard to believe, but she genuinely does fear that she'll amount to nothing and will never truly be good at something or accomplish anything on her own. Suffocating would be the worst way to die, in her opinion, so situations related to that freak her out. Being a "normal person" financially, or being cut off from her father's fortune is definitely a fear of hers, and she despises bees/yellow jackets.

Hobbies:
Yoga β†’ It's one of the few things that she actually thinks she's good at, and is something that always calms her down. She tries to go to yoga class five times a week.
Shopping β†’ If you can't find her, checking Bergdorfs, Barney's, or any of the stores on 5th Avenue is always a good start.
Tennis β†’ Although she's not on the school team anymore, she still enjoys playing tennis leisurely.

Bad Habits:
Gossiping β†’ What would Adeline be without this bad habit? With how frequently she does it, it really might as well be considering a hobby. She doesn't think of herself as being a bad person, or someone who likes to cut people down, but she's fascinated with rumors and gossip, as long as it isn't about her.
Running late β†’ She's always running late for things, no matter what it is. If you want her somewhere on time, your best bet is to ask her to be there thirty minutes before you really need her, because even then, she might not make it on time.
Emotional β†’ Adeline is extremely emotional and extremely sensitive. "Everyone is so mean to me" might as well be her catch phrase, at this point, because she has a tendency to pretend her reckless and irresponsible actions never existed, when she wants to place the blame on someone else, or escape responsibility.

Life philosophy:
"The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing."
β€” Yasmin Mogahed




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❀Yoga
❀Christmas scents
❀Tropical vacations
❀Hand sanitizer
❀Candles
❀Nicki Minaj
❀Manhattan
❀Disney World
✘Fast food
✘Horror movies
✘Suspense
✘Waiting for anything
✘Bugs
✘Long flights
✘Game shows
✘Bananas




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Build:
5'10, 123 lbs

Hair Colour:
Brown

Eye Colour:
Brown

Distinguishing Marks:
Her ears are pierced 2x each.

Style:
Her fashion sense is pretty diverse, especially when counting photo shoots that she's done. She's walked down the runway in sheer tops where her breasts are completely visible, she's had her hair temporarily dyed pink, she's worn the most elegant of gowns, down to the sexiest of lingerie. It all depends where she's going, and who she wants to impress. With that being said, on a normal day at school, she sticks to the school uniform, and outside of school, it isn't beyond her to wear skinny jeans and a crop top, or a cute dress. She doesn't like to over do it, but luckily, with her stature and appearance, she seems to be able to rock even the most casual of outfits.

So begins...

Katherine Arnault's Story

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Location: Saint Jude's library (conference room)
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The Saint Jude's school uniform never usually bothered Clifford. It was simple and classy enough, even if the options for each day's attire was limited to a few different styles of clothing that the school provided the students with. However, today Cliff felt oddly overheated and had to hang his navy blazer on the back of his chair. He wasn't overheating because of the room's temperature, as that was probably normal, and it also wasn't out of nerves. Today's weekly Student Government Association was being held in the Saint Jude's library conference room. Since classes had only gotten out minutes ago, Clifford wasn't surprised that he was the only one in the conference room, especially considering that the girls had to come from their campus across the street. He and Charlotte were the President of their school's student governments, but since the two schools worked so closely together, Clifford often felt like they were simply co-presidents of one club, rather than two separate ones working together. Sure, he hosted his own SGA meeting for St. Jude's separately once a week, but as he was sure on her end too, the biggest crowds usually came to the conjoined meetings. Events involving both schools tended to grab the attention of more students than the single-sex events, and Clifford didn't expect today to be much of an exception.

Today's meeting was a bit of an impromptu one, as earlier this week, it had been announced that the scheduled senior fall trip to Egypt had been cancelled due to proper accommodation issues. However plausible that that explanation was, he also wouldn't have been surprised if the abrupt, last minute cancellation had been because someone uppity helicopter parent had complained enough about irrational safety concerns about traveling to a country that didn't host one of the famous fashion weeks. That thought in itself bothered Clifford, considering that he had genuinely been looking forward to his first visit to Africa. In an attempt to not work himself up, he decided to just believe the public reason for the trip's cancellation, and focus on the three new options that administrators had given them until tomorrow to decide on. That was the point of this SGA meeting - to decide whether the senior class would spend a week next month in Paris, Berlin or New Zealand. The first two trips would be educationally based ones, focusing on learning about the history and cultures of the two European cities, while the third option would be more service based, getting students involved in learning about the country's ecosystem and helping to preserve it. Clifford had been to Paris years ago, but it wasn't a fresh enough experience where he wanted to rule it out, so he was walking into today's meeting with a pretty open mind. He would see what Charlotte and the other students who showed up were thinking, and go from there.

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K A T H E R I N E - A R N A U L T
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Location: En route to SGA meeting @ St. Jude's
Outfit: Here
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There were a lot of things that Katherine didn't like in life, but school definitely took a place near the top of that long list. She didn't mind going to school in itself. It wasn't that she didn't want to leave herself or see her friends and socialize, but academics simply were not her strong suit. Granted, she didn't put in as much effort as she genuinely could, so the low C and high D grades that she tended to get could probably have been more comfortably situated in the B- range if she really tried, but even then, it would be a struggle. She had come to terms with the fact that she wasn't smart, and for her, trying hard and still failing as a child had been frustrating enough that she had mostly stopped. She still studied for exams and submitted her assignments, but there was little effort on her part being put in to actually get good grades. For her, it was easier to get bad grades without trying, over having to deal wtih the embarrassment and frustration of still getting bad grades (or, at least grades that were worse than her friends) and knowing that she had put her all in. Though she doubted her father would let her get away with it, she didn't even want to go to college, so unlike her peers, she wasn't vying for a Harvard acceptance level. As set she was in her ways of not trying to prosper in school, that didn't mean that she was comfortable coming into class, putting her head down on the desk and falling asleep. No, school was an uncomfortable setting for her, because even if she knew that in the end, she was going to do poorly anyway, it was still difficult to deal with being the only one in the class who still couldn't comprehend a math problem or science assignment. It made her feel idiotic and antsy, and it allowed her to crave the space between her mattress and comforter even more.

Needless to say, when the final bell of the day rang, Katherine always felt a wave of relief wash over her. Normally, she would file out of the building with her friends, or hurry off to a waiting car if she was having a bad day and really was going to make good on her plan of getting straight into bed after her strenuous day ended. Today, though she wanted to do that, she couldn't. Sydney was insisting that they go to some student government meeting that Katherine knew was pointless. She didn't care about what boring, smart people stuff Charlotte had to say today, especially given that Katherine didn't think that she was even signed up to go on the original trip to Egypt. Katherine liked vacations, yes, but vacations to her meant spending a week on the beaches of Bora Bora, or being in Los Angeles or the Greek islands. Not going to a hot desert to look at pyramids. Beyond her not being interested in the destination, right now, Katherine was still in a transition period of trying to overcome her eating disorder, and change didn't mix well with her. She liked having her routine, knowing what food she was going to eat every day, and when she was going to eat it. Who knew what kind of food they served in Africa, and where their teachers would have them dining, and so on. There were too many uncertainties and Kat wasn't in the proper mindset to deal with them, so it was easier to tell her father that she was not going. Bernard had humored her with agreeing to this, and went ahead and enrolled her in the trip anyway, without her knowledge. He figured that it would be a good learning experience for her, since Katherine had a tendency of staying in her own little bubble, and never pushing her comfort zones. He wasn't going to say that to her and cause a fight until the day before the trip, though, after having her bags packed for her and all.

The rumors about the new trip being in either Paris, Berlin or New Zealand allowed Katherine to be interested a bit more, but still, she liked her routine. If she was going to travel, she wanted to do it when she wasn't going to be tied down to some schedule set by the school, where she would be forced to go to museums and do boring things. That wasn't a vacation for her (even though it wasn't like the school was labeling it as a vacation to begin with...). She still didn't think she was going to go, but to appease Sydney, she followed the blonde out of Constance Billard and headed across the street to the Saint Jude's campus. "Let's tell Charlotte that we'll go to New Zealand only if she actually listens to us and tells the administrators that we want any of the stupid tours or whatever's planned to be optional. Like, when I went to Auckland a few years ago we stayed in a nice villa, and if we did something like that where we could just relax and go in the pool and have a spa day, I would be fine going, but you know she's going to have them plan something really boring," she said to Sydney, shaking her head in dismay, as they headed into the boy's school.

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Earlier in the week, when it was first announced that the Egypt trip was cancelled, it didn't take Sydney long to decide that the next best option, out of the given choices, was New Zealand. She had been there before, but only for a brief weekend visit during a longer stay in the neighboring Australia, and she loved it. She liked the landscape and the lifestyle, and most of all, the weather. Since the seasons were reversed there, Sydney knew that out of the three options at hand, New Zealand would offer the nicest getaway from the New York winter that would soon hit the city. Berlin was the only city that she had not been to out of the three, but she had little interest in going there. She was sure that there were countless historical aspects of the city that actually would be very cool, given Germany's role in World War II, but it wasn't enough to make her certain that it would be a fantastic trip. Paris fashion week had taken place during the first week of October, and though Sydney adored the city, she didn't need to go back this soon. Aside from being experienced in the many social hot spots of Paris, which, in part, she definitely had to attribute to how well-versed Katherine was in the city, Sydney had also already been to many of the well-known cultural and historic features of the city, like the Catacombs, the Eiffel Tower, MusΓ©e d'Orsay and The Louvre. She wasn't opposed to returning, because after all, there was some sort of comfort in the idea of going to a place that she already felt well-versed on, but when it came to travelling, Sydney liked "new". She wanted to explore and see places, and her youth seemed like the best time to do that. She was sure that her schedule would only become more demanding in the next few years when college consumed her focus, so what better time to see a new place than now, when she was being allotted a specific time from school to go.

That was why Egypt had seemed so cool to her. She had visited Africa before, but as many people would tell you, there was a stark contrast in the experience you received when visiting South Africa, over other African nations. Cape Town was a beautiful city, and the two weeks that Sydney had spent there a few summers back were exceptional. For the most part, she had relaxed by the pool at their resort, but there were also yachting excursions, and a safari that she partook in. Really, though, the safari was the only thing that made it seem like she was in Africa, because the culture in Cape Town (at least in the resort area she was in) was quite similar to that of places in Europe. It was cool, but Egypt was going to be an incredible opportunity to experience a far more diverse side of Africa. Egypt was a country that was jam-packed with history and culture and it was going to be a new experience for Sydney. She wasn't sobbing over the experience being cancelled last minute, but it was certainly an annoyance.

"It is a school trip, Kat. Pretty sure it's not Charlotte's fault that the administrators plan academic things, over massages and manicures," Sydney reminded Katherine, smiling slightly at she glanced at her friend while walking. Sometimes she had to wonder if the brunette really believed half of the things that came out of her mouth, or if she just didn't even take a moment to think about them before saying it. "I'm surprised you're not looking to go to Paris. It is your city, isn't it?" she continued, teasing the girl lightly, though she was genuinely expecting Katherine to support heading to Paris. If Sydney could admit that she leaned towards things that she felt comfortable with sometimes, then Katherine had to admit that tenfold. For a lot of reasons, things were different when it came to Katherine, so it was hard to compare her own mindset to her best friend's (and that was something that probably only she and Alexandra could truly understand), but it was impossible to deny that Kat was the kind of person who was set in her ways. She liked things to go a certain way, and when they didn't, she took on that "my way, or no way" mindset where she would just refuse to participate at all. Sydney knew that part of it was due to the girl's fear of change, but she was sure that a lot of it also came from how she was raised. Sydney was raised with a lot of privilege as well, so she couldn't say that she had to work for everything that she had either, but Sydney's parents didn't indulge in her so much, to a point where she literally could not comprehend not getting her way in every single situation, like Kat did. As they headed into the library of Saint Jude's, Sydney said, "But be nice to Charlotte. Don't make a scene. We don't want to embarrass Lexi in her territory, and it's not like we won't get our way in the end anyway." Sydney wasn't particularly pressed for them to travel to any of the locations over the others, but she knew that if she was, she would find a way to ensure that her voice was the loudest one heard. It was ironic, really, how she could criticize Katherine for being bratty in always having to get her way, and yet Sydney wasn't opposed to using unfair tactics to get her own way, if she really wanted something.

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Character Portrait: Sydney Persson Character Portrait: Alexandra Boutros Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Vincent Mast Character Portrait: Charlotte Buchanan Character Portrait: Cassidy Knox Character Portrait: Cliff Parker Character Portrait: Brent Barclay
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B R E N T ~ B A R C L A Y

Hex Code: #916F1A
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C A S S I D Y ~ K N O X

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Since he was sure it would be a couple of minutes until the room filled and the meeting started, Brent had opted to rest his head on his arms, which were positioned on the desk in front of him as a makeshift pillow. It was probably his most common position in school. His head somehow always found its way to his desk for a nice mid-class nap, and it wasn't uncommon to hear teachers have to say, "Head off of the desk, Mr. Barclay", or "Sit up during my class," multiple times throughout a class period. If only his head had been up when Charlotte Buchanan walked in, and he could have thought up a quick little comment to start off the meeting on the right note. Or at least the right note in his book. His head was down, though, and eyes shut, until he heard her voice which was hard to mistake for anyone else's, given that little accent she had. Quickly, he sat back up, but after processing her words,m he shook his head in pretend disappointment at her. "See, you all just witnessed her starting that one," he said, pointing in her direction as he looked around the room, before looking towards the females in the room. "You ladies elected someone with outstanding moral character, clearly." This was one of the few times that Charlotte actually tried to antagonize him, before he had a chance to do it to her, so it only seemed fitting to play the victim while he could, especially since it was in front of others.

"I know, she sucks. Word on the street was that the election was rigged," Cassidy responded with, knowing that no one aside her would agree with Brent, so her voice on the matter seemed necessary. She definitely didn't hate Charlotte, but like Brent, Cassidy liked giving her a hard time. Charlotte had a reputation of being Little Miss Perfect, and it was fun to ruffle her feathers sometimes. It kept things interesting, especially because Cassidy didn't think that Charlotte ever had it in her to defend herself. Her twin usually would be the one to step in to rebut any comments like this, or as Cassidy expected in this case, Alexandra would do it. The two of them had the big mouths that Charlotte lacked, and since comments from Alexandra and Charlotte's sister didn't bother Cassidy, she usually felt like her job was done even if they did have something to say. "Plus, I heard it was her idea to cancel the Egypt trip. Something about her blonde hair and that hillbilly accent making her stand out more than any of the rest of us." That was a completely fabricated statement, of course, but again, someone had to make this meeting interesting, and Cassidy knew that it wasn't about to be the southern belle and Mr. Model who were standing at the head of the room.

She had followed Brent into the conference room, and was glad that he had chosen a seat on the far side of the room, so that they had a good view of the door. She didn't need to see who was coming in for any particular reason, but she just preferred it that way. It had something to do with how much she valued control. Being able to see who she was dealing with offered her an advantage, in her mind. In addition to watching Charlotte and Alexandra come in, she was also able to see Sydney Persson and Katherine come in, a minute later. "And look, her comes Regina George and Gretchen Wieners. Boy, this meeting is about to be a whole lot of fun," she said sarcastically, though with a smirk, as she nudged Brent's arm.

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Character Portrait: Sydney Persson Character Portrait: Alexandra Boutros Character Portrait: Katherine Arnault Character Portrait: Vincent Mast Character Portrait: Charlotte Buchanan Character Portrait: Cassidy Knox Character Portrait: Cliff Parker Character Portrait: Brent Barclay
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Location: Saint Jude's library (conference room)
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"I'm not knocking that dream of yours, dude, but I don't know if sophisticated French girls are going to go for an American idiot like you. Maybe if you learn to play the harp, or how to paint or something cultural like that, they'll have a reason to give you the time of day. Not sure if boasting about lacrosse is really gonna cut it over there," Cliff reasoned playfully. It didn't surprise him at all that Vincent was taking sex into account when thinking about the place he wanted to visit the most. It wasn't like Cliff was celibate himself, but it seemed like Vincent fit the stereotypical teenage boy in literally only being able to think about sex, food and sports.

As people began to file in, he was somewhat surprised to see Brent Barclay and Cassidy Knox show up. He didn't know Cassidy very well, outside of being Katherine's step-sister, and though he did know Brent, it was only because he was his plug when it came to marijuana. Since Cliff's smoking habit had grown stronger over the summer, he would consider Brent more than an acquaintance at this point, but still not exactly a friend. They socialized when Cliff needed drugs and Brent needed money. Take that out of the occasion, and they would probably never look in the other's direction. Cliff was content with just nodding in Brent's direction, but he couldn't help but to smirk when Charlotte arrived and said what he, too, had been thinking. Charlotte's comment seemed to awaken the snarky beast in Brent, because he sent a remark flying back in her direction, and Cassidy was quick to jump on board. Especially as Cassidy began to attack Charlotte's character, Clifford felt the need to jump in to her defense, but he didn't know how. He didn't want to seem like Lottie needed a hero to come and fight her battles, especially when he knew that with people like Brent and Cassidy, responding to them fit the "feeding the trolls" saying perfectly. It would only agitate them further into being obnoxious, and that was the last thing that they needed at this meeting. "As you can see, we've already got a great crowd," Clifford said, turning to Charlotte with a sympathetic expression. "This shouldn't be too bad, though. I mean, with them it might be, but we just have to get a quick vote from the kids who show up, and then send the results to Dean Brooks, right? Easy as that, and it's already three now, so I don't think we have to wait for too many more people to show up. We can probably just start." He hoped it would be as easy as that. After this, he was planning on finally figuring out what to be for Halloween, so he didn't want to spend too much time at school after hours.

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"I don't mind if she sucks, as long as she swallows too," Brent said, his smirk evident of how proud he was of the comment, though he didn't bother to look in Charlotte's direction as he answered Cassidy. He had seen Charlotte's cute, angry and flustered expression far too many times for it not to be an image that was ingrained in his mind. He looked towards the door when Cassidy made a reference to Mean Girls, but before he even did, he knew who she was talking about. He had never even seen the movie, but Cassidy referenced the characters enough when referring to the popular clan to know who she was talking about by now. He wasn't really concerned about Sydney. Like most people, for one reason or another, he had respect for her. She was the most popular girl in the teenage world of the Upper East Side, and so it was kind of just natural to see her as being high up. He respected her position of authority because that was just how things worked around here.

Katherine was still higher than him socially, but he felt closer to her in a sense where he didn't mind fucking with her then and now. Especially since he had dirt on her, ever since she started buying prescription weight loss pills off of him about a year ago. He liked having leverage over people, especially when those people were the kind who thought that they were better than him, simply because of their parents' money. "And Katherine's not Gretchen. She's the blonde one who's dumb as fuck. She has a nicer rack than Kitty Kat does, but she's still the closest version of her. What's that one's name?" This was why SGA meetings were fun. The unnecessary tangents and amusingly inappropriate remarks.

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"See, you all just witnessed her starting that one. You ladies elected someone with outstanding moral character, clearly." She scoffed softly to herself as she shook her head not even bothering to look towards him to see that shit eating smug look on his face he always had when he was trying to tick her off. She was completely used to his and his friend, Cassidy messing with her, making smug comments, and the sooner the raven haired girl understood that Lottie wasn't taking it anymore. She never held her tongue around Brent and now she wasn't going to hold it around his little friend either. "I know, she sucks. Word on the street was that the election was rigged," The blonde kept her eyes on her computer screen, typing up a page to keep the results of the vote on for her and Cliff to send to the deans of the respective schools. "Yup, it was totally rigged, guys. You heard it here first. It does absolutely nothing with me being the best choice." She was obviously being sarcastic and anyone who knew Charlotte as all knew she was. Her voice was lower than usual and while she still had her accent, her voice was a little more monotone when she was being sarcastic. "Plus, I heard it was her idea to cancel the Egypt trip. Something about her blonde hair and that hillbilly accent making her stand out more than any of the rest of us." Hillbilly? She was a lot of things but, she was not a hillbilly under any definition of the word. "My accent and I has been called worst things than hillbilly by better people, sweetheart." She offered the girl a smile with a shrug of her shoulders.

"I don't mind if she sucks, as long as she swallows too," Charlotte stopped typing as she lifted her eyes towards the future felon. She saw that smirk on his face from where she was and it only pissed her off more. He was really testing her today. Must be a slow day for his illegal income if he's doing this much to get under her skin. "In your dreams." She held her tongue, for the most part for the time being. The seniors had seen enough of the bickering that went on between Brent and Charlotte on the daily with the inclusion of Cassidy every time she was also around. She honestly expected him to continue to annoy her over text message like always when she did have the pleasure of seeing him in person. How he got her number to this day, no clue (it was probably Savannah, a constant client of Brent's) but even since he has had it she can expect his 'Hey Little Miss Perfect' or 'Hey Princess' text every few days. The pair finally turned their attention to Sydney and Jane who had just entered the room. Thank god because at this point Lottie's blood was close to boiling for that 'swallow' comment.

She offered the two a smile, even if she wasn't super close to the pair before turning towards Cliff with a bright smile to show that she was fine. [color=] "As you can see, we've already got a great crowd. This shouldn't be too bad, though. I mean, with them it might be, but we just have to get a quick vote from the kids who show up, and then send the results to Dean Brooks, right? Easy as that, and it's already three now, so I don't think we have to wait for too many more people to show up. We can probably just start."[/color] She nodded. "Sounds like a plan." She sent a smile his way before pushing her computer towards between the two of the which had an Excel sheet all set up for the voting. She held up a finger as she reached into her bag for three cards for key speaking points of the three places and what the trips entailed. She placed them on the table "I also made these and don't laugh at me, so we knew what to talk about. You can talk and I'll count the hands or the other way 'round I don't mind. As long as we get done in a jiffy."

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Katherine had no plans of embarrassing Alexandra or making a scene, and though she felt compelled to inform Sydney of that, she only rolled her eyes when she knew that the blonde wasn't looking. She and Sydney were very close, and after practically growing up together, that was to be expected, but even so, there were certain things that Katherine still knew not to do to her blonde counterpart. Unlike Lexi, Kat often found that it was easier to keep her mouth shut around the blonde to avoid conflict, even if she did not agree with what Sydney was saying or doing. What she found harder to be passive about, though, was the comment that Cassidy made as she and Sydney entered the conference room, followed by Brent's followup retort. This wasn't the first time that people tried to use the Mean Girls comparison, and Kat didn't find it any more amusing over time than she did the first time she heard it. In a way, she almost understood how Sydney could be compared to Regina George. It was pretty obvious that she was the head of the social hierarchy at Constance, but when it came down to it, Sydney was a lot smarter, and more compassionate, and more manipulative, and deeper than Regina George was. If Sydney and Regina George existed in the same universe, Katherine thought that Regina George would aspire to be Sydney. However, she couldn't find any bit of logic to reason that she could be compared to either of Regina's friends in the movie, because their sole purpose was basically to act as the brainless followers of the Queen Bee. And for good reason, Katherine was offended by any comparison that showed her in that light. Sydney had warned against making a scene, and besides that, Katherine wasn't able to get into an argument with trash like Brent Barclay and her step-sister, so she offered Cassidy her middle finger, and Brent not even a glance, as she followed Sydney to seats by Alexandra.

She smiled at Charlotte, who looked even more studious than she normally did. Maybe it was the glasses, or just the library setting, Kat didn't know. Regardless, she took the seat right beside Alex and being beside her friend in itself had Katherine beaming with excitement. "Look at your BFFs, here to support you at your meeting thing!" she exclaimed, as if that were the sole reason for why they were here. "Did we miss anything? Did Charlotte announce that you guys are going to New Zealand yet?"

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Alexandra didn't initially comment nor acknowledge the shots Cassidy and Brent made towards Charlotte. The majority of the reasoning behind the inaction was because...well, as crass as Barclay could be, she kinda selfishly enjoyed his bantering with Charlotte. The blonde could tell her as many times as she wanted to that she felt absolutely nothing for the self-proclaimed bad boy, that he annoyed her to no end, and that she was disgusted with half of the things he said. At the end of the day, however, whenever Lottie decided to fill her head with that nonsense, all Alex ever heard was "blah blah suppression blah blah crush blah blah my best friend is in denial." Which she was. Lottie had a crush, no matter how much she wanted to say otherwise, and Alex...supported it, to an extent. Alex supported all of her friends having a little fun and to this day, she's vowed to get Lottie to hook up with someone, even if the hooking up only warranted making out and possibly groping. Alex wasn't exactly picky and if she was, she wasn't exactly saying it aloud. She definitely wasn't tying wedding bells around the blonde's neck, but it was the main reason why she only gave a knowing smirk to a distracted Charlotte and chuckled to herself as she made her way to a seat near the blonde.

She did speak up when Cassidy made the comment about Sydney and Katherine, though. "I guess I can see the Regina George and Mean Girls comparison. There's always that one hating ass chick borrowing The Grudge's makeup collection and harboring non-hetero-normative tastes," she noted, almost in a bored tone, as she finally rose her gaze to Cassidy. "No judgments, of course. I'm all for LGBTQIA rights. I am here for you, Knox, if you have a confession to make, of course." If she knew Cassidy's past with her sexuality, Alexandra wouldn't have made the comment, though her sentiments were actually genuine. She did support LGBTQIA rights, even got into a heated argument with her grandfather over the matter and called him on being a problematic traditionalist. Her slight insensitivity, had she known the other girl's past, would've upset even Alex for the other girl. But she wasn't all-knowing. Smiling, she turned to Katherine and Sydney when they came to sit beside her. "Hi, my darlings. We actually just got here, so nothing's been decided yet," she greeted cheerily and, after a second thought, leaned over the table to see Cliff and Vincent. "Hey, fellas." Finally, Alex made to actually take a seat, pulling out her planner and her own notebook while exclaiming, "And now if Danny Zuko and Betty Rizzo are done playing I-declare-a-who-can-get-the-biggest-rise-out-of-someone-in-the-room-war, we can actually come to a decision because if one more person tags us in a post on Twitter blaming us for this mess, I'm snapping."

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"The admiration of strong men is a universal thing, man. French girls have gotta love athletes, too. Besides, it's not like I don't have a way with my words, and at least according to American girls, this tongue of mine has got some rare skills of its own." He leaned back in his seat proudly, but it was only because he and Clifford were alone then, that he was engaging in such locker room talk. Vincent could be egotistical in front of anyone, but he had his boundaries, and one of the nicer things about him was that he knew how to make a good impression on people. He valued his image, so he knew that it was inappropriate to be that crass around people who he wasn't very close with, and so he allowed that conversation to quell once Cassidy and Brent entered, following by Alexandra and Charlotte. Cassidy and Brent's presence brought a liveliness of its own into the room. He wasn't good friends with either of them, but even he had he laugh at some of the things that came out of their mouths. They were weird, there was absolutely no doubt about that in his mind, but he could appreciate witty banter when he saw it. Plus, he couldn't blame Brent for wanting to engage in that kind of banter with Charlotte. He liked to think of himself at the master of sex, so he knew sexual tension when he saw it, and even if Charlotte seemed insistent on denying the presence of it, it most definitely existed between those two. If Brent managed to tap that, Vincent would give him credit for actually being worth more than being just a pretty good plug. Charlotte was as prude as they came, Vincent thought, so if Brent could manage to break through that, even though Charlotte was about ten levels too good for him, he deserved some props.

Cassidy, Brent and Charlotte were an entertaining distraction, and one that proved to be useful, because if it hadn't been for them, and Sydney and Kat's arrival, Vincent's eyes would have roved over Lexi for far longer than would be deemed appropriate by people who were just supposed to be friends now. Of course, to most who knew them, it was hard to say that they could ever go back to being "just friends" with the extensive history they had, but... he tried. Or at least he wanted to say he tried, because even though he knew that he should have been trying to see her as just a friend, he never told his brain to shut up as it listed all of the things that he was missing in his life, every time they crossed paths, or her name came up in conversation. Sometimes he reassured himself that he was just sentimental, and that was why it was so hard to fully let go of her after so long... that that was why she was always the first person on his mind when he was drunk and couldn't think coherently about anything other than her. At the same time, he knew that in reality, it was more likely that he wasn't as over her as he claimed to be. Getting over her seemed like an impossible task, and once she acknowledged him and Cliff with a hello, which he responded back to with a similar, Hey,", he found himself pulling out his phone just to text her.

To: Lexi
I'll follow your no-more-interruptions request, but before I forget, my mom wants you to pick a night next week and a restaurant so we can take you out to dinner for your birthday. You know I want to take you out separately too, but I'll take just a family oriented one if that's all you'll give me ;)

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As more people came in, Clifford made sure to say hello to them all, but he was ready to start as soon as Charlotte said that she was ready. And of course, Charlotte wouldn't be Charlotte if she wasn't prepared for everything, and Clifford had to smile as she handed him the notes she had made about each trip. It should have been a no-brainer for him to at least bring the itineraries that the Dean had sent him and Charlotte, but he hadn't thought to do that. Charlotte's notes were concise and to the point, which was an even better option, so he definitely lucked out there. He probably would have been fine just winging it, and going off of what he remembered, like he normally did, but actually being prepared was cool too. Since he didn't care either way, whether he spoke or she did, he figured that he would just do it. That way, at least there was a smaller chance of Cassidy or Brent interrupting to make a comment about how they couldn't understand Charlotte because of her accent, or something obnoxious like that. "Sounds good. I'll explain it all, and then you can take the reins for the vote, so that if the vote doesn't go the way someone wants it to, you can take the blame for the 'rigged system'," he said, teasingly.

He cleared his throat before starting, and once the room was quiet enough where his voice could be heard, he began. "Hey guys. So, thanks for coming. We know the last minute cancellation of the Egypt trip sucks, but there's not really anything we can do about it now, other than push for it to be our spring trip. Right now, we want to focus on the fall though, so I'm going to give you all a brief outline of what the three options we have are, and after I explain all three, Charlotte will tally up a vote. It shouldn't take long, since we know you all have places to be, so, yeah." It wasn't the most formal of introductions, but it would do. "The first option is South Island, New Zealand. Administration thought it would be interesting to include a bit of an outdoorsy, adventure-ish themed option to test out for future years, so that's kind of what this one focuses on. The main academic aspect of the trip would be spending a few hours for one or two of the days at the Mount John University Observatory, which is an astronomical research observatory there. Aside from that, we would visit Queenstown where we can participate in adreline-pumping activities like a bungy jump, canyon swing and jet boat ride; kayak in Franz Josef past ancient rainforests, 900 year-old Kahikatea tree's and the Okarito Kiwi Sanctuary; skydive over Lake Wanaka; do a heli-hike on a glacier in Franz Josef; and take the Tranz Alpine Express train, among other things."

"The second option is Paris, France. Here, we would visit ChΓ’teau de Versailles, the Notre Dame cathedral, the Eiffel tower, the Louvre, MusΓ©e d'Orsay, Sainte Chapelle, Conciergerie, Napoleon's tomb, and a bunch of other museum/history based things. I do feel the need to point out that most of the days' itineraries here offer 'free time', for those of you who might want to include other things in the trip." He was sure that all three options would offer some dose of freedom, since their schools were pretty good about acknowledging that by senior year, the students were nearly adults, if you weren't legally already, and it was time to give them some freedom. However, the fact that the Paris trip explicitly offered a few hours of free time each evening seemed noteworthy, since it offered an opportunity for people to try out restaurants, or go shopping, or, as Vincent was already fantasizing about, do less innocent things.

Two down, one to go, and as Clifford took a quick glance around the room, trying to survey expressions, he couldn't tell what people were thinking. Since he felt pretty impartial about it himself, deciding that he could make the most out of any trip, he didn't particularly care which way the crowd's vote swayed, but he was still curious. "And last, but not least, is Berlin, Germany. Key points in the itinerary for this one would be visiting the dome of the Reichstag, the Holocaust memorial, Potsdamer Platz, Checkpoint Charlie, Neues Museum Pergamonmuseum, shopping in Friedrichstadtpassagen, taking a river cruise... and a bunch of other things that I don't think I really need to list, since I doubt that most of us understand what these German words even mean." He doubted that anyone would understand what he was talking about, yeah, but also, he wanted to quit sounding like a fool trying to sound out these words that he, for the life of him, had no idea if he was saying correctly or not. He had taken Spanish classes throughout his academic career, so if they were heading to Barcelona or Madrid, he would have been a bit more comfortable with trying to pronounce the words, but with Germany, he was content on just assuming that they were all museums and leaving it at that.

Once he finished, he looked to Charlotte with a smile, as if to hand the figurative microphone to her.

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Sydney didn't have to worry about Katherine making a scene, because she didn't think that the brunette, even on her worst day, could compare to how utterly disruptive Cassidy Knox and Brent Barclay were behaving now. Sydney understood that their role and position on the social ladder was essentially to be troublesome. They were those weird freaks, the outcasts, of sorts, who simply could not blend into normal society. They couldn't just sit down and accept that they were lackluster and sorry excuses of people, so they had to make big scenes and be disorderly, to distract people from just how bland and irrelevant they really were. Although she would consider herself to be familiar with how boys like Brent worked, she was more fluent in Cassidy's mechanisms. Although she and Katherine had only resided together for a few months, Sydney spent enough time with Katherine to understand why her friend rejected this girl as a family member. She was very difficult, and though, often, the same could be said of Katherine, Cassidy was different. She didn't have the same charm and innocence that Katherine had, so there was nothing cute, or endearing, or sympathy-provoking when Cassidy made scenes like this. In fact, all it did was add unnecessary stress to Sydney's life, and as her mother liked to tell her every time she had one too many glasses of Dom Perignon, developing wrinkles prematurely would ruin her life. She didn't need Cassidy to be the source of that; not when she should be far too irrelevant to hold even a sliver of importance in Sydney's life.

For a moment, Sydney opted to say nothing, and not acknowledge the girl or her druggie of a best friend. She didn't want to egg them on, and again, Sydney felt like her attention was a priceless gift that she couldn't just give to anyone who begged for it. She said nothing as the duo made fun of Katherine's intelligence, even as Alexandra stepped in to quiet them down. It was probably a good example, there, of how she and Alex were different. Lexi could be very direct, and very cut-throat, and though Sydney could be very harsh in her own right, a lot of the time, that only showed when she felt like she was being personally attacked. It didn't mean that she loved Katherine any less than Alexandra did. It was just that with Sydney, she showed things differently, and sometimes, not at all. Emotions weren't her strong point, and though she wasn't emotionally equivalent to a brick wall, she certainly was selfish, sometimes. It was harder for her to feel like other people's feelings were as important as hers, and that was something that tended to shine through a lot between her and Katherine. Katherine was sensitive and emotional, and because of that, Sydney had a tendency to dismiss her when she was upset or angry as simply being dramatic. It wasn't fair, of course. Just because Katherine felt things more deeply than she did, didn't mean that the other girl's feelings were any less valid, but sometimes, it was hard for Sydney to acknowledge that. Alexandra's presence usually did the trick though, because as bad as it was, it usually woke up that more competitive side of her. She loved Lexi like a sister, there was no mistaking that, but between Katherine and Alexandra, Alexandra was the one who was more similar to her in a lot of mental ways. Feeling like someone was close to her in anything always brought about a bit of a competitive air, so whenever Alex stepped in to be a good friend to Katherine when Sydney was lacking, it usually reminded her to be a better person too. Some would probably say that that meant that the goodness was unauthentic, and that it didn't count, and maybe that was true. It was more likely, though, that it just took a bit of reminding for her to remember that the world didn't revolve around her. She did care, and she was a good friend, when her mind wasn't focusing on its own self-preservation.

Though Sydney thought that Cassidy would quiet herself after Alexandra's well-worded interjection, she was mistaken. The brunette did not directly respond to Lexi, but spoke to Brent in a way that was loud enough that it was easy to tell that she intended for the words to reach Alexandra's ears. Maybe if Sydney's name hadn't been thrown into the mix, she could have continued to ignore them, and reject her friendship duties twice in a matter of minutes, but she didn't like the path that Cassidy was going down. Lately, things between her and Lexi had been really good, and even if Cassidy didn't know what her comments would automatically force Sydney to think about; that betrayal, and the aftermath of that, Sydney was still brought back to that, and she didn't want Alex to be, too. "Simmer down, Janice. Bitter isn't a color that looks good on even the most depressingly pathetic people," Sydney piped up, her eyes fixating on the brunette, though her gaze remained rather bored and uninterested appearing, over harsh. Again, Cassidy just wasn't worth that much emotion right now. Not when she wasn't directly insulting Sydney.

Even once Cliff took over and started talking, though, Sydney didn't remove her gaze from Cassidy. She allowed her eyes to linger on the girl's face for a solid minute before she pulled them away and focused on Clifford. Skydiving and bungee jumping actually sounding cool to Sydney, but she didn't know if she wanted to go all the way to New Zealand to do that. She knew the trip would be more than that, but still... nearly a day's worth of travel time, each way, for what Clifford had listed didn't seem worth it. Mostly because Berlin just seemed like the more boring of the two options left, she decided that Paris might be the more enjoyable trip. It was a destination that was overdone in her life, but she knew that with her girls, she could spin it into being a good time regardless.

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Katherine did her best to ignore both Cassidy and Brent, as they continued to antagonize her. They were both pains in her ass, but she knew that she couldn't outwit them without putting real thought into it, and she didn't want to embarrass herself by trying and failing. She would get back at Cassidy later on, when she spent the evening complaining to her father about how she was being bullied by his new stepdaughter. Thankfully, Alexandra stepped up to shut Cassidy up, but all it did was egg Cassidy on to antagonize Alex now. Katherine knew that if she wasn't confident in defending herself, she wasn't going to do a good job at defending Alex, but she would surely add that to the list of her complaints to read off to her father that night. Sydney spoke up then, and though it wasn't as stinging of a comment as Katherine knew Sydney could come up with, combined with Clifford's voice, it seemed to silence Cassidy and Brent for the moment, and Katherine focused her attention on the boy at the head of the table, too.

All it took was Clifford mentioning "outdoorsy" for Katherine to decide that New Zealand was no longer the best option on the list. She didn't think that kayaking, and bungee jumping, and going for a hike sounded very enjoyable. Katherine could get on board for some outdoor activities, depending on the circumstance, but being forced to do them, especially in a situation where they sounded like they would be extreme and force her to exert effort, didn't sound very fun. Paris was the next choice, and overall, sounded better than the first one. A lot of the more touristy things that he listed were places that she had already been to, and the ones that she had not visited were ones that were more history related, so it made sense that she had never had any interest in visiting them to begin with. Even with those sounding boring, the prospect of having free time was hopeful sounding. Katherine was very well versed in the best places to shop, and get dinner, and party in Paris, so she knew that she could find something fun to do. Berlin sounded more bearable than New Zealand, but it definitely sounded like the most boring option.

Once it was time to vote, she was going to vote for Paris, but at the same time, she still doubted that she would even attend the trip. For one, she was sure that the money for the trip had already been collected, and as far as she knew, her father hadn't paid a dime towards it. This, of course, was not the case, as her father had secretly filled out the forms to send her to Egypt. Although her interest in visiting Paris with the school definitely surpassed her interest in seeing Egypt, the issue that she didn't want to travel with the school remained. Traveling on her own, with friends or family, was one thing, because she could dictate her own schedule. If she wasn't having a good time, she could literally fly back home with only a few hours notice. She knew that the same wouldn't apply on a school trip, and for her, there were so many things that could go wrong to make her want to return home. If the weather wasn't good, or she was forced to do too many boring things, or everyone decided to eat at a restaurant that she didn't like, she was going to be miserable. It was dramatic, but that was how Katherine worked, and especially now, after recently leaving treatment, she was nearly obsessed with the routine she had established in her life. Upsetting that, and having no control over it, could prove to be devastating to her, and she didn't want to break out of that comfort zone just yet. "Now that we're avoiding you two getting kidnapped in Egypt, we definitely don't need your parachutes to fail in New Zealand when you're skydiving, so that's definitely off the list. You guys would probably be safe in Paris though, unless more of that terrorist stuff happens... but I could even just take off from school and go to Paris too, and we can just meet up at night and do fun stuff," she whispered to Alex and Sydney, once Clifford finished.

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"Promises, promises," Alexandra sing-songed cheerily, smile ever present despite Cassidy's comeback resulting in a slight sting to Alexandra's pride. While Alex could tell herself that she was capable of seeming unaffected and unbothered by another person's opinions of her person, specifically when their aim was to undermine her social relevance or even successes, it did not mean that she didn't feel it. Alexandra wouldn't exactly classify herself within the same tier as Katherine, in that she would react on almost insane levels like getting close to a fit of tears and claiming that she was being bullied, but she could never lie about being a sensitive creature. She was. And considering the fact that she knew there were others who also felt like she hadn't accepted the fact that she was forever second place to Sydney Persson despite Alex's own following and tolerable reputation, she couldn't hide the way her eyes narrowed into slits even when Sydney dismissively acknowledged Cassidy and Cliff began to talk. Luckily for everyone, since Alex had half the mind to say something else as she hated not having the last word, her phone vibrated in her bag and she pulled it out, still listening to what Cliff had to say.

Alexandra was great at putting on a show. She could appreciate the dramatics and convincing people that she felt an entirely different way from her actual sentiments. It was one of the reasons why she couldn't wait for her birthday bash as the performer - the diva, as her grandfather consistently and endearingly joked - in her reveled in the idea of portraying, at least physically, a character played by a superstar she had admired despite Aaliyah's untimely passing. So, when it came down to having to tell everyone that she was over Vincent and was just appreciative of being able to want to at least revive their friendship - especially considering she had known him longer than she had known anyone else in their circle - Alexandra had become extremely skilled in playing her part. She acted unfazed when she saw him flirting with another girl (though there was no mistaking that being the reason behind why she decided to make out with someone else or drink a few more shots of tequila), didn't hesitate to show him the same amount of affection she traditionally showed to all of her male friends, and it wasn't uncommon for her to invite him to come hang out at her penthouse or visit him at his apartment for video games or a movie marathon. It didn't mean it was easy, didn't mean that she had forgotten what it felt like to sit comfortably under his arm in a way that was too intimate to be considered friendly. None of it meant that she had forgotten what he tasted like or even that she didn't compare some of the guys she had been with to Vincent. But she was determined to continue to play this part - this very safe role in which Vincent couldn't hurt her again like before. Even if he managed to phrase simple things like taking her out for her birthday alone like it was supposed to mean something...because it wasn't.

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To: Vince
I'll txt Collie tonite. But u kno I'd hang w/ u any time. Especially if Im gettin treated lol.

Glancing at the male in question fleetingly from beneath her lashes, Alex closed the conversation on her phone just as Katherine whispered to both herself and Sydney. She didn't necessarily hide her relationship with Vincent from the girls, and she was definitely more comfortable with being in the same place as Sydney and Vincent without throwing a mental bitch fit because she had decided to interpret looks as something she needed to be worried about. But it was no secret that Kat disliked him and despite their very positive relationship with Sydney as of lately, them seeing her texting him and being able to discern any hint of something more than platonic meant a conversation Alexandra didn't want to have. Especially when she was supposed to be over Vincent by now. Smirking, she turned to her brunette friend for a moment to whine very quietly, "But I like endangering my life, mom. Maybe I can get super rebellious and get a tattoo during our down time and FaceTime you through it."

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Today's school day was uneventful for Thylane. Usually, the days at Constance Billard either flew by, or dragged on tremendously, and she was lucky that today fell into the latter category. She had a couple of exams that always sped up the process for her, and after school, she stopped by the guidance department to ensure that the teachers who had promised to write her college recommendation letters had followed through on it. Halfway through the meeting, she remembered that at that very moment, the Student Government Association was conducting their own meeting, regarding the fall trip. This was definitely one of those moments where she wished that she had a stronger voice, and more outward confidence, because as badly as she wanted to make it to that meeting, she also knew that she didn't have it in her to cut her guidance counselor off as she delved deeper into an off-topic conversation. Thylane nodded along and politely offered commentary when it seemed necessary, but all she could think about was how she had put herself through modelling gigs this past summer, that felt painfully forced and draining because of how she saw the modelling industry, only to afford this school trip. And now, with her luck, they were going to end up in a destination that was completely not worth the money, and she was going to want to hit herself for missing the meeting and the chance to sway the vote in her favor. It was always something, she thought, only able to sigh out of frustration when her guidance counselor finally dismissed her, and she was out of the office.

Though she assumed that it was possible that her peers were still in the meeting, and she could make it for at least part of it, she decided against even trying to find them in St. Jude's. Even if she did make it to the library in time, Thylane knew that she would feel unnecessarily self-conscious walking into the meeting late, and she told herself that whatever destination was chosen, would hopefully end up being fine. She had invested too much into this trip to go into it with a negative mindset. Noting the brisk fall weather (that luckily, was still pretty mild for October), she pulled on a light, navy cardigan before leaving Constance Billard and beginning her walk home. As she walked, she sent out two text messages.

To: Cassidy
How's the meeting? Tell me that you guys chose some place other than France?

To: Katherine
Hey :). If you're not doing anything later, we should hang out! Np if you're busy, but I can help you with that English paper you were worrying about, if you want.

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"Sounds good. I'll explain it all, and then you can take the reins for the vote so that if the vote doesn't go the way someone wants it to, you can take the blame for the 'rigged system'," She rolled her eyes before nudging him. "Yea, let's hurry before you become this school's next Nixon, or Clinton, or somethin'." The blonde turned her attention to Alex who started talking to Cassidy who was making comments towards Kat and Sydney. She wasn't really listening see that she had her own business to take care including not letting Barclay get to her. She had a smirk on her face as she put two of her freshly done nails to her temple, staring towards her best friend. "I guess I can see the Regina George and Mean Girls comparison. There's always that one hating ass chick borrowing The Grudge's makeup collection and harboring non-hetero-normative tastes," That caught Charlotte so off guard that she caught herself letting out a cough before covering her mouth to hide her smile. Here's another way Lottie and Alex differed. Charlotte could make snarky comments but, they came nowhere near Alex's who's always caught the blonde off guard. "No judgments, of course. I'm all for LGBTQIA rights. I am here for you, Knox, if you have a confession to make, of course." When Charlotte was sure her smirk was gone she uncovered her mouth but turned her glance from the wooden table to her best friend yet again. "Alex, c'mon now." That was her way of trying to call her friend off. She didn't know if Cassidy was a part of the LGBTQIA or whatever it was called nowadays and frankly, she didn't really care to know right now. Her and Cliff wanted to get this done so people would stop breathing down their necks. "And now if Danny Zuko and Betty Rizzo are done playing I-declare-a-who-can-get-the-biggest-rise-out-of-someone-in-the-room-war, we can actually come to a decision because if one more person tags us in a post on Twitter blaming us for this mess, I'm snapping."

"Maybe I should make my confession now, then. Tell her how I've had a crush on her for the longest time, because, you know, girls that live in Sydney Persson's shadow and spend their entire high school career trying oh-so-hard to break out of it, instead of just accepting it like Kitty Kat, turn me on sooooo much. Maybe after she finishes kissing Sydney's ass tonight, she can bring that ass into my bed. It's worth a shot to ask, don't you think?" Charlotte took a deep breath "Simmer down, Janice. Bitter isn't a color that looks good on even the most depressingly pathetic people," Sydney interjected. Charlotte was confused on what made everyone start bringing up Mean Girls references. Lottie rolled her blue eyes towards the situation, okay she had known she probably didn't help the situation at first with starting with Brent but that was different. He was a pain, a neverending, obnoxious pain in her ass. She stood up, looking like an amazon compared to everyone sitting down, and fix her long form-fitting skirt to get rid of the wrinkles that had settled in since she had sat down. She knew everyone wasn't really paying attention so she let out a small whistle to get the attention of those in the room who were too enticed by the conversation between Alex and Cassidy to be paying attention. "Okay, everyone I think that's enough. If you all don't mind I think Cliff and I are ready to get started." She smiled towards Cliff before sitting down, crossing her legs and looking up at the male president. She listened to him as he explained everything and smiled with a wave towards the seniors when he started she would be keeping track of votes.

She wasn't listening as well as she should have about the places but in her opinion, she knew these things, she and Cliff had known what they would be doing on the trips not to mention Charlotte already made up her mind. Anyone could assume she wanted Paris. It was cultured, lively, romantic, and she had family in Paris that she had been dying to see since her last show in Paris over four months prior. But she was paying attention enough to hear Cliff try to pronounce all of the German names. She smiled before Cliff motioned towards her. She returned his smile before sitting up in her chair. "Alright guys, so in order to keep it anonymous and fair, and so no one is influenced by anyone else. I decided in favor of keeping things simple and so Cliff and I don't need to count all of them by hand that we would do it online. So get out your phones and go on the link that I'm sending to all of the seniors here about," She stopped talking for a second as she typed in the last name of the seniors in the room and mass emailed them the link which led to a SurveyMonkey, a website that Lottie used whenever she needed a mass opinion from the school within a short amount of time. It was easier, it made the votes all go in three separate columns so all she had to do was make sure they were all accounted for. "Now. Alright, ya'll go ahead and get voting." She also sent in her vote and then just waited.

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Clifford inched closer to Charlotte's computer screen once the links were sent out, and people started voting. He watched as the tally increased, and increased, and increased, until the twenty three votes of the students in the room had been accounted for. There were twelve votes for Paris, eight for New Zealand, and three for Berlin. Though there were many other students attending the chosen trip, the votes of the ones who had made the effort to attend the meeting today were the only ones that counted. While Clifford wasn't bothered by the idea of going to Paris, it reminded him that he needed to make a bigger effort in getting more of the Saint Jude's guys involved in student government. He was sure that if more of the action and adventure loving guys were here, they would have outweighed the vote in New Zealand's favor, but that was only something he could work on for the future. For now, Paris was the outcome, and he was content with that too. There was a lot to see and do in Paris, and even though Clifford had been there before, it wasn't like he had even seen half of the things there that he had read off a minute before. Given his easygoing nature, it wasn't difficult for him to have a good time anywhere, anyway. Besides, watching Vincent get rejected in a language besides English was always entertaining.

"All right, so it looks like the winner here is Paris, guys. Paris got eleven votes, New Zealand got eight, and Berlin got three. Even if Paris wasn't your top choice, I'm sure we'll all have a good time. Don't quote me on this, but I'm pretty sure they were talking about booking rooms at the Four Seasons there, if Paris was chosen, so it should be cool. But, yeah, unless Charlotte has anything else to add, or anyone has any questions, I think we're good to go. Thanks for coming." Like his introduction, his conclusion was pretty informal, but Clifford saw nothing wrong with that. There were some people who thrived on being prepared and having things planned to the T, and other people, like him, who liked to roll with the punches and make things up as they went along. No longer addressing the crowd, and instead, speaking in a more hushed tone, he elbowed Vincent with a grin. "Looks like you got your wish, Mast. As long as you don't come back as a father-to-be, I guess being your wingman across the pond could be fun."

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"I'd rather you get a tattoo in France then be buried in the desert of Egypt, so I support that. And that's totally unfair to act like I'm doing Sydney's job when you know I like my Lexi just how she is, rebellion and all," Katherine whispered back, acting slightly offended by Alex's reference in jest, to her acting like a mother. She liked to claim that normally, it was Sydney who did that, because the blonde was usually the most emotionally grounded of the group. She was the least reckless, and in Katherine's mind (though she would probably only say it when drunk), she was the most likely one out of the three of them to transform into "the fun police" in a split second, too.

As always, Sydney got her way. She was relieved that she didn't have to go through any drastic measures this time to get her way, but she knew that if her peers had been so idiotic as to choose any of the options other than Paris, in numbers that equaled a majority, that she simply would have had to do something about it. For the good of everyone, of course. "You won't have to Facetime her through it, she's coming with us," Sydney said. The other reason for why she wouldn't have to use Facetime to show Katherine any impulsive tattoos was because Sydney absolutely would not allow Alex to get one. She would give her a hard time about trying to do it in New York, but overseas, on a school trip, nonetheless, would likely have Sydney on the phone with Alexandra's mother, even considering that she was well aware of the mommy-issues that Lexi had with the woman. It was low, given that Sydney and Alex had basically bonded over sharing those kinds of problems, but it probably wasn't a stretch to say that she would go to that extent to protect Alex... (and her own control). Before Katherine could object, she held up a finger to silence her, as she continued. "You have absolutely no good reason not to come to the country that you vacation in ten times a year. You're coming, and that's the end of that." Sydney stood from her seat now, ready to leave with the vote being done, and her decision being final on Katherine coming on their school trip. After she had abandoned them all summer, even if it was for a very understandable reason, Sydney had little patience for her trying to bail on anything.

"Now that that's settled, what do we have on the agenda for the afternoon, ladies? Tennis? Shopping? Last minute details for the extraordinary party that I'm expecting on Saturday? My schedule for the afternoon is clear, and you both know that Sydney Persson does not enjoy boredom." The self righteous tone that she took as she spoke was only playful. Sydney could definitely tip toe on the line of having a holier-than-thou attitude sometimes, but it would never come across in such a brazen manner, because most of the time, when she wasn't doing it jokingly, she didn't even realize that she was doing it.

Katherine didn't answer Sydney when she claimed that Kat had no choice but to come to France. Katherine would agree with Sydney on a lot of things, just because it was easier to do that than to fight, but there were also numerous occasions when she would agree with Sydney, or at least not object, but then do what she wanted to do, secretly, anyway. She was going to think about going to France, and if she decided that it seemed like an okay idea, she would go. Otherwise, she would remain in New York, and nothing that even Sydney could say, would change her mind on that. So, Katherine stood as well, only to pause to glance at her phone as Thylane's message appeared. After reading it, she said, "Thylane wants to hang out. Can she come with us to whatever we do?"

Sydney offered Katherine a second to retract her request, and gave the brunette a quick glance before deciding that that was enough time, and Katherine clearly wasn't joking. "Okay, Lexi, what's on the agenda for us this afternoon, then?" Could Sydney have simply told Katherine that no, she didn't want Thylane coming along? Yes. She could have explained simply and nicely why she wasn't in the mood to socialize with people who she did not like, and why Thylane fell into that category. However, that would have been the mature thing to do, and apparently, Sydney wasn't in that mood today. She was in the mood where she needed to make it known that she wasn't even going to acknowledge "absurd" requests or changes to the plan... even though the plan was far from final right now. It was a control issue and yes, it was definitely in high-gear today. Sydney wasn't exactly a fan of herself when she got like this, but it was hard for her to turn off, and she liked to convince herself that it wasn't her fault that certain people had to make life difficult for her, and in turn, themselves.

She knew that she didn't say anything wrong, but if Sydney was going to be rude today, then that was fine, Katherine thought. She would still send Alexandra about a million texts throughout the course of the afternoon ranting about how mean Sydney was, but she wasn't going to beg to join them if Sydney was going to spend the day being nasty. Some would probably find it strange, how Sydney could turn this harsher side of her on and off, at the click of a button. One moment, she was a great friend, and fun to be around, and the next, she was downright mean. Interestingly enough, Katherine wasn't even really being dramatic in her claims that Sydney only really did it to her. Or at the very least, she never seemed to do it to Alexandra to the same extent that Katherine received it. "Fine, I'll hang out with her on my own then," Katherine answered with a huff and a glare, as she slowly walked towards the door while typing back to Thylane.

To: Thylane
Yeah come over in like 20

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Alex grinned at Kat's response, but it was Sydney's insistence that the brunette was going that made Alexandra giggle softly. Katherine would probably fight tooth and nail to not go on a trip, for whatever reasons that she decided to come up with (and being sick always seemed to be her go-to, even when she wasn't particularly good at acting like she was), but she had no doubt that Sydney could force the girl out. They both could, really. But Alex could accept that she indulged Kat's brattier antics a lot more than Sydney, a surprising feat considering it was Katherine who was the oldest of them. There was no real reason for Kat not to go. They were all going to be there and hopefully were roommates, if not only a door or two down from one another. She was honestly resisting the trip for nothing. So, giggling, Alexandra beamed in approval at the location selection, nodding to Charlotte afterwards while chirping, "I'll have the announcement up on all of our accounts by midnight." She even wiggled her fingers upon Casssidy's exclamation and exit, not at all bothered by the brunette's attitude. To be quite honest, if Cassidy didn't even come on the trip because of how absolutely angry she was over them not picking her location, Alex would be nothing short of pleased. Now, on some days, Alexandra really did leave to go with Charlotte, whether it was the two of them and the blonde's sister doing homework at the girls' place or Lottie just coming over (and spending the night) to do the same and hang out. However, today wasn't going to be that day, especially once Sydney asked about their evening plans. Jotting down a few notes in both her planner and notebook as reminders for the posts she needed to make, Alex put her things away, slid out of the chair, and was on her feet while grinning. "Weeeelllll, I do have a few last minute things I need to do for my very extraordinary birthday party, but nothing I can't really do until tomorrow. Just a cake tasting and a few tidbits for my costume...which reminds me..." Alex turned her attention to Charlotte, who was putting her stuff away. She pointed at the blonde as she stated, "And I'm sooooooo serious, angel face. I love you to the moon and back, but you have until tomorrow to change your mind about that costume because you're coming home with me tomorrow and I promise you, I will have something ready for your ass on Saturday if you try me." After school tomorrow, and whatever plans they might have in the city, Alexandra was going back to her childhood home to oversee the finishing touches of the decorations, catering, and whatnot of her birthday bash. It wouldn't be the first time she had dragged Charlotte to the estate; the blonde had a bedroom of her home at both homes, though they occasionally wound up knocked out together in Alexandra's bedroom.

Alexandra checked back into the conversation with her girls when Sydney turned the question specifically to her and her eyes widened, darting between the sullen expression forming on Katherine's face and the pointed one on Sydney's. Alex flipped her hair over her shoulder as Katherine practically stomped away and she chuckled at Sydney after a beat. "Did ya have to shut her down that hard, babe?" She asked lightly, though she wasn't really feeling as passionate about what she caught on to as the basis of the conversation. The her must have been Thylane and Alex liked the girl, a lot more than she did a few of their classmates. She respected her, even. But Katherine knew for a fact that the other brunette didn't mesh well with Sydney and while Alex definitely thought Sydney could chill sometimes, it was naive for Kat to even remotely put in her own head the idea of all of them hanging out together. Even if Alex served as a buffer. "But in all honesty, I've been greedy this week and tennis sounds great. My trainer won't have to give me a look on Monday when I actually tell him that I worked out without him." They were headed towards the door when Alex recalled that it had buzzed back at the table, so she pulled it out in time for the very person who texted her to approach them. Smiling softly at the message, Alex glanced up at him, smile still soft, to giggle and reply, "Puh-lease! You know me, Berlin was my last choice."



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"We should probably start heading out now," Ricky stated, fixing his tie loosely back around his neck. Tongue shooting out to dart over his lower lip slowly, he grinned as he continued, "With our luck, I missed that meeting and you have suicides to run for being late for practice. I do not think Coach Graham is going to be happy with this." Though, if they were both being quite honest, Ricky didn't really care. To be fair, he had been on his way, like the good little student who cared about things like school trips and the like, to the conference room. He was going to have politely allowed his classmates to argue their points across and even not cut people off; he was a chilled person, after all. He didn't necessarily like to show his more...abrasive qualities, at least not without them having been incited. He was then going to give his opinion and then afterwards, he and his guys were going to do some much needed guy time, perhaps at his place, or see if there was somewhere in Manhattan they wanted to go. He had every intention of being good. He wouldn't exactly say that it was his fault that one of his favorite little cheer bunnies, Siobhan, dragged him into one of the very empty classrooms on the third floor to have her wicked way with him. He had been seduced and Siobhan was a wickedly cute face with a nice body. Who was he but Ricardo Slim-HelΓΊ! He wasn't of the mind to deny himself the simple pleasures in life. Especially when the thrilling fear of possibly getting caught was an option, especially since he himself couldn't remember locking the door.

Giggling, Siobhan pulled her skirt down from where it had rucked up recklessly over her waist when he had had her bent over one of the desks in the back of the room. "But totally worth it," she purred, kissed him lightly on the mouth again, and then sauntering towards the door first. Ricky would have just walked out together, but apparently she wanted to pretend like she had a smidgen of good girl sensibilities inside of her, so she had said she would leave first. It didn't really matter, at this point. His shirt was a bit too wrinkled and his tie too loose for anyone to think he hadn't been up to something, and he didn't even feel like putting on the navy blazer just to put on the illusion of being put together. While he waited for a few minutes, Ricky whipped out his cell and decided to text his friends to see where they were. And to mess with one of his favorite blondes. Once those were sent, he was heading out of the classroom, grinning at the look of disapproval he caught from a freshman professor since he was pretty sure it meant that they weren't as slick as Siobhan wanted to be, and headed towards the entrance of his school to wait for replies.

To: Madam President
So srry u had to miss mi presence, bby grl. U come 2 a decision on the trip yet?

To: Vince, Cliff
Starving. I'll wait outside, but if we're hangin out, food is the next stop.

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Hey, Upper East Siders; Gossip Girl here.

Since the class presidents didn't do a great job at luring most of you in for that very important meeting, let me break the news to you that all of you lovely seniors will be heading to The City of Love in a few weeks. With a moniker like that, Gossip Girl can only hope that some of you will leave your mundane selves in The Big Apple, and embrace a more scandalous side once you reach France. For those of you too young, too old, or too poor to make the trip with us, don't worry. As long as Gossip Girl is on the case, what happens in Paris certainly won't stay there.

If the atmosphere of this meeting says anything, Gossip Girl would be willing to bet on a few fun, little scenarios panning out. This trip is either going to reconnect or ruin our old lovebirds, Prince Charming and The Overachiever, and with our adored Queen Bee and The Drama Queen that we love to hate tagging along for the ride too, Gossip Girl places her money on the trip ruining their chances for good. What might be even more fun than that, though, would be seeing the Class President herself finally do something that would allow us to stop snoring at her mere presence. Innocent and pretty is only endearing for so long, dear. It's hard to surmise that Gossip Girl would be the only person who wouldn't mind seeing The Bad Boy have his way with her, and something tells me that The Class President's true self would agree with me on that too, if it ever showed itself.

My inbox is more thirsty for info on who's showing up with who to The Overachiever's party Saturday than The Bay Boy is for The Class President, though, so you know the drill. Let me know what you hear buzzing around, while I tend to those oh-so-important last minute costume details.

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It would probably surprise some people, but Thylane was actually entertained by the "Gossip Girl" blog that seemed to chronicle every detail of the lives of the Upper East Side's most elite. She wasn't a fan of drama in her own life, and was actually rarely involved in drama at all, but hearing about the crazy things that others were involved in kept her interest. It allowed her to be content with not being so thoroughly involved with that crowd at school, and still feel like she knew what was going on. So, by now, like most people, the monikers that Gossip Girl had given to many of the students that she wrote about were all too familiar for Thylane, and she knew what each one meant. In this post, Vincent, Alexandra, Sydney, Katherine, Brent and Charlotte had been mentioned. It was one of the more tame posts published on the blog, so Thylane didn't feel the need to speculate whether there were any hurt feelings over it. If anything, she supposed that Charlotte might have a reason to feel bothered by what was posted about her, but then again, Thylane knew Charlotte to be a strong girl, so she didn't bother texting her to offer any sympathetic dismay towards the person who wrote it. Besides, she was sure that even while Katherine's title had barely come up, her friend would have a plethora of complaints and woe-is-me comments about how she was included, so Thylane knew that she could get her fill of that from her, since she had just responded to confirm that she wanted to hang out.

Her walk home from school was fifteen minutes, and it was a walk that Thylane normally didn't mind, but also, actually enjoyed. It was short enough to be enjoyable, especially on days like today when the fall weather made things feel crisp and clean, but the sun still shone down strong enough to add a bit of warmth to the breeze. Although she had moved to New York years ago, living here still felt weird sometimes. She loved the city, that wasn't something she would ever try to dispute, but moving here had definitely been a transition after living in a French suburb for her entire childhood. Not only did she have to deal with her parents' sudden divorce, and the guilt that she knew she deserved over its timing, but also the change of scenery. Her father had purchased a nice apartment when they moved to New York, even if it had depleted all of the money he had taken with them, so she couldn't complain about that. It was the equivalency of a jail cell in size and luxury when compared to the places that her friends lived in here, but it was all that they needed. They had a small kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms, and a bathroom. When her brother came to visit in the summers, it tended to feel a bit tight, but by New York standards, they were fine. It wasn't luxury, but Thylane didn't need luxury. When she moved to New York, she sought normalcy, and New York had given her its own version of that.

When she got home, she changed into a new outfit, leaving her school clothes in her hamper, and left only a few minutes later to catch the subway to head downtown a few stops, to the area of the Upper East Side where Katherine resided. While it would take her thirty minutes to walk to the girl's home, the subway cut that commute down to only ten or eleven minutes, so it was an easy and practical option. Once she got off the subway and started to walk towards Katherine's home, she sent the girl a text message, and finally answered Cassidy's, which she had received ten minutes prior.

To: Katherine
I'll be there in five :).

To: Cassidy
Seriously? Ugh. Maybe I should just try to get my money back then.

There were people like Thylane, who lived in buildings where there was a pass code at the main front door, and all of the residents plugged the code in to gain access to the lobby, and in turn, their apartments through their own keys. Technically, anyone who had that front door pass code could get in to the building, even if that just meant getting into the lobby. There were other buildings, the ones that were a step up, that had doorman services. The doormen guarded the doors to prevent non-residents from getting in, and if guests were there to visit, they would phone up to the tenants room to confirm that they were there for them. Then, there were people like Katherine, whose families owned entire buildings or townhouses. When one considered how expensive Manhattan real estate was, it enhanced how much of a feat something like that was. Though they all had good security too, Thylane felt like townhouses were more personal than penthouse apartments and the likes (though she certainly wouldn't have turned down one for herself...), because there was no security at the front door. It was nothing like a normal house in the sense of what was normal to Thylane, but it was normal in that there was a doorbell that you could ring without encountering any staff member first. As Thylane was used to with Katherine, it was usually a staff member who happened to open the door for her, but she could appreciate the tiny bit of familiarity the situation gave her before that happened. Since she had warned Kat with a text, this time, she hoped it would actually be the girl who came down to get her herself, though.

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She was usually way too rushed and frazzled on school mornings to put enough effort into accessorizing her uniform to show it, but Katherine really did love fashion. One look at her massive collection of clothes in her closet was all you needed to tell that. It wasn't uncommon for her to wear multiple outfits per day, depending on the errands she had to run and people she had to see. However, one thing that remained common about her fashion sense was that if she wasn't going anywhere immediately after school, she almost always changed into pajamas the minute that she got home. It was the first step she took in "de-stressing" her mind after spending hours at school, and often times if she felt like the day had been especially draining, it wasn't uncommon for her to actually spend the rest of the evening in bed, where the pajamas were actually fitting. Even though Katherine was expecting Thylane, she didn't hesitate in swapping out her uniform for pajamas, because she considered the girl to be a close enough friend where she didn't have to be formal around her. Thylane wasn't a part of Katherine's normal set of friends, but she was a close friend nonetheless, and the fact that Kat was insistent on being friends with her even when Sydney didn't like her, spoke to how much she actually did like the girl.

After getting comfortable, she had set up her laptop in the kitchen, where she figured she and Thylane could work on her paper. She wasn't hungry, at least not for the calorie-laden chocolate chip cookies that she set out on a plate next to their work space, but she knew her father was working from home today, and she knew that she would earn brownie points for making it look like she was casually eating something that months ago, you would have had to tie her down and shove down her throat to get her to eat, and for doing school work. Had he not been home, she definitely would have just set up a space for her and Thylane to work in her room, mostly because she didn't want to be bothered by Cassidy, who, right on cue, came into the kitchen as Katherine saw Thylane's text that she was almost there. "Take your food and go back to your swamp, Shrek. I have company coming over and I don't need you disturbing us." Especially since she knew that Cassidy was friends with Thylane, she wanted her out. She didn't need Cassidy stealing the girl's attention when she was supposed to be there to hang out with her.

"Ugh, I feel like more and more of my brain cells die every time that you open your mouth," Cassidy groaned, eyeing Katherine momentarily, but opting to not go any deeper than that, into the girl. She really was only down here to get a snack and go up to her room so that she could work on her own assignments, but now that Katherine had started up with her, she wasn't going to let her get away with it that easily. Not when her mood was already dampened by the dumb Paris choice. "Your dumb ass voted for Paris, didn't you?" She knew the answer was yes, and maybe she was dragging it by now, but she wanted a reason to roll her eyes even harder at Katherine, so it was the first question that came to mind as she rummaged through the pantry, looking for nothing in particular, as she wasn't even sure what she was hungry for.

"Um, I'm pretty sure it's a law that votes are confidential, so why don't you mind your own business?"

Was she serious? Cassidy had to turn around to confirm that Katherine wasn't purposely sounding stupid to be funny, and was actually just an idiot. When her initial thoughts were confirmed, she let out an amused, yet somewhat sarcastic, chuckle. "You're so stupid. It's really mind boggling how dumb you are."

"And it's mind boggling how ugly you are."

"I can always get a face lift. You can't infuse intelligence into that peanut-sized brain of yours."

She would deny, deny, deny that The Drama Queen, the nickname that Gossip Girl (and many others) gave her, had any semblance of relevancy to her personality, but almost immediately, Katherine sprung from her spot by the kitchen table and pressed the number for her father's office, as well as the speaker phone button on their residential audio intercom system. "Dad! Cassidy vient de me dire qu'elle va me tuer!" {Dad! Cassidy just told me she's going to kill me!} Some people followed the "if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen," mantra. Katherine had her own version of that, that was more like, "if you can't take the heat, bend the truth as much as necessary to make yourself look like a helpless, innocent victim".

"Pas maintenant. Je suis au tΓ©lΓ©phone, Katherine." {Not now. I'm on the phone, Katherine.} Her father's voice was stern, yet tired enough for anyone who heard it to know that this wasn't the first time that his daughter had come to him with dramatic accusations about her stepfamily. In fact, not only was it not the first time, but it wasn't the tenth time or the twentieth time. Cassidy and her mother had only been living with them for a few months now, and for two of those months, Kat had not even been living in the home, but it seemed like every day she came up with a new reason for why their mere presences were horrific additions to their household.

"TrΓ¨s bien, dites Γ  la personne que vous Γͺtes au tΓ©lΓ©phone qu'elle va me tuer, de sorte que quand cela arrive, au moins quelqu'un l'enverra en prison parce que je suis sΓ»r que vous l'aurez en arriΓ¨re et dire Γ  tout le monde que j'ai commis Suicide juste pour la protΓ©ger, puisque vous l'aimez Γ©videmment mieux que moi!" {Okay, then tell the person you're on the phone with that she's going to kill me, so that when that happens, at least someone will send her to jail because I'm sure you'll have her back and tell everyone that I committed suicide just to protect her, since you obviously like her better than me!} If Katherine wasn't so quick to end the call in the most dramatic fashion possible, her father would have beat her to hanging up. Though it obviously was not what her father said, she knew that Cassidy barely spoke or understood French, so she wiped off the distressed look on her face and replaced it with a more smug and satisfied one. "He said that if you bother me one more time, he's going to divorce your gold digging mother and send the two of you back to the slums you came from."

"You know that I was born and raised in Westchester, right?" It still baffled Cassidy how Katherine, and some of their other classmates, thought that she was poor just because she was on a scholarship. Maybe she was poor in comparison to Katherine's father's money, but anyone would be poor when compared to Bernard. In the grand scheme of things, both of Cassidy's parents were well off, and if she didn't get an academic scholarship to Constance Billard, her parents could have afforded to send her there anyway. The money helped, that was for sure, but never in her life did Cassidy live in any area that would be even remotely comparable to a slum.

"Sorry, unlike how you're beyond obsessed with me, I don't care enough about you to know every detail of your life. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a friend coming over. You probably don't know what friends are, but that means people who like being around you. Maybe one day, if you do a major makeover on your personality, you'll get to experience it for yourself."

"Ooooh, is it the Queen Bee? Boutros already admitted that she wants to sleep with me today, so I've had enough of her. Now I just need Blondie to warm up to me and both of your dumb little besties will be wrapped around my finger, just the way I like it."

"Number one: Alex didn't say that. She actually thinks you're disgusting, so don't even go there. Number two: Sydney hates you too. Number three: Don't call my friends dumb. And number four: shut up and go away."

"Make me," was all that Cassidy responded with, smiling as she casually walked over to the table and took a bite out of one of the cookies on the plate by Katherine's things.

Katherine was usually all bark and no bite, but there were definitely times where she was too impulsive and emotional for her own good, and that stupid, condescending smile on Cassidy's face definitely pushed her to that place now. She reached for her glass of water on the table and with a quick jolt of her hand, tossed the contents onto Cassidy's shirt. She wasn't sure what she was really going for, by splashing the girl with a glass full of water. If her goal was to somehow scare her off, it was a goal that she abandoned almost immediately when a second after doing it, she was already darting out the kitchen door, and down the hallway towards the foyer and front door, as if she knew she had just asked for trouble.

This wasn't the first time that Katherine had ever tried to start a physical fight with her, so Cassidy couldn't say that she was shocked when the glass of water splashed her, but she definitely wasn't expecting it. It wasn't a lot of water, and really wasn't a big deal, but still, being that they were both petty, there was no way that Cassidy was suddenly going to be the bigger person and just let Katherine get away with that. She chased after the girl, catching up to her at the front door when she had no where else to run. Right as Katherine opened the door to greet Thylane, Cassidy grabbed her upper arm, allowing her nails to dig into the girl's skin as she squeezed it. Through it, though, she maintained the widest of smile's as she looked to Thylane. "So your mysterious friend was T, all along!" she said, her voice nothing short as cheerful as she squeezed Katherine's arm a bit tighter in acknowledgment of it.

This was definitely a part of growing up without siblings that Katherine did not lust over. She liked starting fights, but only when they were one sided and she faced no backlash or consequences from them. Having someone to snap back at her, or in this case, actually fight back, wasn't something that she was used to yet. If she was used to it, or the way that Cassidy's grip on her arm made her seem like she was suddenly The Incredible Hulk, there was no way that she would start them at all. "Yeah. Well, now you know, so now you can go," Katherine said through gritted teeth, as she attempted to discretely elbow Cassidy hard enough to get her to let go of her. Kat wasn't necessarily against being so dramatic as to demanding that Thylane call the police because she was being assaulted, but if she could get Cassidy to leave her alone without causing a scene (which she knew would only get her in trouble with her father in the end, if he found out she had tossed a glass of water on Cassidy), than that was going to be her first option.

"Go now? Oh, I don't think so! Not when I have a chance to hang out with my two favorite girls!" Cassidy responded with a theatrical level of enthusiasm in her voice, still refusing to relinquish her grasp on her step-sister's arm. If it took a little bit of bruising for Katherine to learn how to act like a normal human being, then that was what it took, and Cassidy had a damp shirt to remind her that she had no reason to feel bad for it.

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As Thylane waited for an answer at the door, she pulled her phone out and texted Charlotte, saying, "Hey Charlotte. I know there's a no-refund policy on all of the school trips. Just wondering how strict that rule actually is?" She wasn't officially asking for a refund, or explaining why she wanted one; just asking for now. She only just managed to hit send when the door swung open, and when it did, she decided that she probably would have actually preferred being greeted by a member of the Arnault's house staff, over what she was greeted with. Though Katherine was attempting to smile through it, it was quite obvious that the grip that Cassidy had on the other girl's arm wasn't one that was there out of comfort or love. Katherine's expression, combined with how very well aware Thylane was of their situation, and how the two did not get along, made it all too obvious that she was probably walking in on something unpleasant going on between the two. It was a weird situation for her, because she was friends with both Katherine and Cassidy, but separately. She had been friends with both of them separately before they lived together, and before that even they probably knew that their parents were seeing each other. Having two of her closest friends' worlds collide was definitely odd, but even more so, when it became apparent that they couldn't get along. It put her in an awkward position often, when she showed up to the Arnault house and both girls were there, because it usually resulted in her feeling like she was slighting one to hang out with the other, since they clearly couldn't hang out together.

She didn't catch the damp spot on Cassidy's shirt, so all that she could work off of was the way that Cassidy was squeezing Kat's arm, and the obnoxious way that she was insisting on staying, even when Katherine was asking her to leave them be. "We're not really hanging out. I'm just here to help her with the English paper that was due on Tuesday," Thylane insisted, now wishing that she had just asked Kat to meet her at the library or something. She didn't want to piss Cassidy off or make her feel unwanted, mostly because she hated being involved in conflict or drama, but she also knew that insisting that they all try to hang out together would only end in World War III. "Unless you want to help her with it instead. In that case, be my guest," she added, appealing to Cassidy in a more playful manner now, as she shot the girl a small smile.

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The way that Thylane insisted to Cassidy that they were just together to study bothered Katherine. She felt like Thylane was trying to talk down their friendship, as if, for some bizarre and inexplicable reason, she was embarrassed to admit that they were truly friends to Cassidy, and cared more about her opinion than Katherine's. It resulted in Katherine automatically wanted to take a defensive tone, as she nearly glared in Thylane's direction, completely missing the fact that Thylane was actually trying to ward Cassidy off. "Actually, we are hanging out, Thylane. You specifically texted me asking to 'hang out' and hanging out does not involve her, so she's leaving, don't worry."

Cassidy had to capitalize on the misunderstanding here. She just had to. Katherine was one of the easiest people in the world to read, and it didn't take too much skill to know exactly how to push her buttons to get her worked up. It was something that Cassidy had caught onto very quickly, once she moved in, so she knew what to say to get under Kat's skin. "Awkward... you think you're hanging out, she thinks she's just here to help you with your paper. Are you sure your daddy didn't hire her to 'be your friend', A-K-A make sure that you don't fail out of school?" she questioned, feigning a tone of genuine concern.

They were hanging out with a specific plan that included working on a paper, but now that Cassidy was spinning it this way, Katherine was ready to deny it entirely to fit the story that she wanted to be the new reality. It was a defensive mechanism, and one that she didn't even realize that she was taking on most of the time, when it was happening like this, where her emotions were working faster than the logical side of her brain was. "We're not working on that stupid paper. We're... we're going to watch a movie. Right, T?" she came up with, flashing Thylane a look that demanded that she play along. "We're watching a movie, because that's what friends do. You wouldn't know, because you're a stupid, friendless bitch, so move along now," she continued, using her free hand to motion to Cassidy in a shooing manner.

The dismissive hand gesture had Cassidy digging her nails just a little bit deeper into Katherine's skin, once she realized that she had loosened her grip a little. However, she couldn't be too mad, because her plan was working, and it took a lot of effort for her to remain concerned looking, and not laugh in entertainment like she wanted to do. "No, no, no. Thylane specifically said that she was here to do an English paper for you. Your dad's paying her to 'hang out' with you, and you were too stupid to realize it this whole time. This is embarrassing, Kat. You might have to go into hiding over this one. Do you think the eating disorder rehab would take you back for a few months if Gossip Girl happened to find out about this?"

It said something when Katherine actually stomped her foot out of frustration, like a child on the verge of throwing a temper tantrum, and this was just the reason for why Cassidy's shirt was wet. Katherine couldn't outsmart her in verbal arguments, or battles of the wit, so the only way that she could validate herself when Cassidy was being manipulative or playing mind games was to be childish and fight back in more immature ways. With Katherine sure that her skin was going to break if Cassidy squeezed any harder, though, she knew better than to stomp on the other girl's foot like she had half the mind to do. "Thylane! Tell her you're just here to hang out!" she demanded.

"Nope, it's too late now. Her cover's been blown, and whatever she says now would just be her trying to cover up."

"Kat, you know--" Thylane tried to interject to end this, when it was clear that her pleading looks to Cassidy were doing absolutely no good. She could see Cassidy's eyes light up every time Katherine responded to her, fueling the fire even more. In a way, she understood Cassidy enough to know why she got such amusement out of seeing Katherine so worked up over something as ridiculous as this very obvious lie that Cassidy had construed on the spot, but at the same time, she wished Cassidy would stop it. It was immature, and it was already giving Thylane a headache after only a minute of it.

"You know that she didn't want you to find out this way, but she needed the money, and she knew you needed the grades, and your dad just wanted you to have one friend who possessed an ounce of intelligence, even if the friendship was fake. It's fine, T, you don't have to explain yourself."

"That's not what--" She tried to say that that was not what she was going to say, because it definitely wasn't, but between the two of them, Thylane couldn't even finish a sentence before being cut off. All she could do was sigh and think, Yep, I definitely should have suggested the library.

"You know what? I don't even care. You're both literally dead to me." It took more effort than she wanted to show to finally yank her arm out of Cassidy's grasp, but she eventually did, and she stormed away afterwards. This was definitely a good reflection on how dramatic Kat could be, but also how emotional she was, too. A part of her wanted to be logical and discredit everything that Cassidy said, but it didn't take more than a seed of thought to be planted in Kat's mind in order for paranoia to grow. She was more insecure than most people knew her to be, so when people suggested anything wrong about her, it was actually easier for her to believe that they were probably right, than it would be for strangers to believe so. So, while she had nothing other than Cassidy's word to make her believe that Thylane wasn't a real friend, that was really all it took for her to storm upstairs to her bedroom, and purposely slam the door behind her. She was already in her pajamas, so sliding into bed was the easy choice, and once over the covers, she sent out two texts. The first was to Alex, and the second to Charlotte, and though she probably wasn't promoting her cause too well, the reference to common southern stereotypes was only meant in the best of ways from Katherine.

To: Alex
If you don't uninvite Cassidy to your party I'm not going and I'll never speak to you again

To: Charlotte
Please come over. I need help with the English paper that was due Tuesday and Thylane was going to help me but I decided that you're so much smarter than her and such a better friend <3. Please, please, pleasseeeeeeee. I'll make you sweet tea or fried chicken or whatever else it is that your kind of people like!

With Katherine gone, Cassidy smiled at Thylane, as if she had just acheived a victory for the both of them. "You're welcome," she said, not needing a 'thank you' said aloud to decide that that was what Thylane was thinking. "Now that that's taken care of, are you coming to get pizza with Brent and I later?"

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Thylane didn't think of herself as being meek, and she probably shouldn't have been categorized that by anyone else either, because she wasn't meek. Quiet, yes, and definitely a thinker over a talker, but she wasn't inherently nervous or scared to make her presence known. She just preferred not to. In a situation like this, the way that she took a step back wasn't because she didn't know those around her well, because she did, but because for one, the conversation was moving so quickly that she couldn't get a word in edge wise, and also because it oddly didn't seem like her place. A year ago, if a conflict ever occurred between her two very separate friends, she would have had to have stepped in as a mediator, because she would have been the only link between Katherine and Cassidy. Now, their link was their parents, and it felt weird trying to break up a sibling fight, even if their step sibling relationship wasn't one that she would compare, in terms of closeness, to the one she had with her own brother. By the time that Katherine stormed off, swearing that she and Cassidy were dead to her, Thylane wished that she had stepped in, though.

Cassidy seemed nothing short of satisfied with herself, which Thylane would have been dumb not to expect from her, but that didn't change how irritated she also felt with Cassidy. She knew how Cassidy was, though, abrasiveness and all, so she knew that if she blatantly told her that she thought that scene was beyond immature, and that it was uncalled for for her to emotionally capitalize off of Katherine's insecurities and tendency to be emotional, that Cassidy would storm off in her own fit of anger at being challenged. So, she had to sigh in what was nearly a manner of defeat, as she looked to Cassidy then. "Did you really have to do that?" she said tiredly, her voice almost pleading for a good answer from the girl. "I would have been down for pizza, but now I have to clean up this mess that you made, because I don't want Katherine being mad at me."

Thylane took a few steps away from Cassidy, and towards the stairs that Katherine had disappeared up, before turning back, as she processed more of what had been said the minute before. "What were you saying, when you brought up a rehab? Something about an eating disorder?" The comment had slipped past Thylane as it had been said, as she was trying to focus on too much, but now, replaying it, it perplexed her. It was the way that Cassidy seemed to be referring to a specific one, with the "the eating disorder rehab," reference, that made it seem like she was talking about something that was already personal and specific to Katherine, and not just a general taunt. That, combined with how Thylane had actually considered on multiple occasions that Katherine took her "diets" and "cleanses" way too far, and that it wasn't common for normal people to faint during gym class or a yoga class, forced her to linger on the remark for longer than she wanted to. She didn't have as many friends as Katherine, so it was easier for her to consider the girl to be one of her closest friends than Katherine probably thought in reverse, but even still, Thylane still thought that their friendship was strong overall. Maybe it wasn't deep enough where Katherine was sharing secrets like that, very actively, but Thylane couldn't help but to feel a sting of... something at the thought of presumably being one of the few people in Kat's life who must have been unaware of this.