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Name: Courtney Melissa Paige
Nickname: Court, Bitch
Age: 15
Program: Actors
Sexuality:She’s not really sure to be honest, she’s never thought about boys and stuff like that really apart from when she gushes over her favourite celebrities, but she never has really had a crush on a boy/girl she knows, so for the moment she’s straight.

Likes: Money, acting, fame, romantic movies, bitching, rebelling against her parents, being popular, making people feel bad, being the centre of attention, make up, partying
Dislikes: Spiders, people better than her, horror films, suck ups, people ignoring her, dirt, people making fun of her, drink driving
Fears: Being alone, not reaching the top, losing her virginity
Dreams: Being in a Hollywood film with George Clooney, falling in love, being rich beyond her wildest dreams
Talents: Acting, getting people to do what she wants, being a class A bitch, holding grudges
Hobbies: Spending her dads money, watching movies, gossiping
Secrets: Despite being horrible to most people that aren’t part of her social circle she is secretly insecure and uses others faults to make her feel better, she believes that she’s not pretty and the only way to feel better is to make others feel bad.

Personality: Courtney is the definition of a bitch, she looks down on most unless they are good looking or have money, otherwise she pays little attention. She will only talk to people in her social circle which she always tries to get to the top of. People tend to dislike her even her so called friends, but she isn’t too bothered about that as long as she still has people to talk too.
She loves to party and goes out of her way to go to most parties to mostly get her profile up in the school. She sometimes goes too far though and get blind drunk and acts like a complete idiot.
She will always try to get people to do things for her using money and her looks and sometimes blackmail. Sometimes this will mean just a bit of work or it might mean a date with someone, it could be anything really.

History: Courtney comes from a very rich family of property developers. Born in California she was always going to be a spoilt little princess, her mother and father from birth bought her everything she could ever want, clothes, make-up, holidays, anything she asked. In LA they would be invited to the biggest celebrity parties, mostly because of their links with developing celebrity homes, this gave them a feeling of self-importance.
The influence from Courtney’s parents she began to get this image of herself that she was better than everyone, she thought she was a princess seeing as most didn’t have what she had. She would always go to school looking down on people not caring for anyone but herself.
However she has had tragedy in her life. When she was 10 her older brother died in a horrible car crash when he was drunk. Two others died in the accident. She never got over it and every year she goes to see his grave at the moment he died. However this has made her harsher, it made her be more critical of people and even bitchier. Not many people know about her brother and she hides it every opportunity she has. Sometimes even denying he exists. The incident also made her rebel from her parents doing the opposite of what they would say. Going out partying, drinking and smoking.

Place of Origin: Courtney is born in California just outside of LA. Her family own a large house in the country side where they spend most of their time.

Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNM5HW13_O8

So begins...

Courtney Melissa Paige's Story

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#2013-11-08 05:18:29, as written by Darkdiva_14

Melrose Academy Move-In Day

It was move-in day!

It was late August, the warm California sun beating down on poor, defenseless people as they made their way through their different lives, each going on different paths. Some crossed such paths; others, went on by without even acknowledging each other. But it was lively on Melrose Academy campus as the students filed in by groups. Squeals and yells of excitements could be heard a mile away as friends reunited. Some were not as escastic as others. Most, however, were filled with a new sense of adventure and wonder at the looming year of backstabbing, creativity, blooming romance, rivalries and friendships.

Who's ready for an awesome school year?
(OOC: I know. this sucked. but my creative juices are dry right now as i stare at psychology in the face)

Mom, we've been through this," Nina said calmly, staring up at her anxious mother with expectant and weary eyes. No matter how many times they have done this - unpacking her clothes in a room that wasn't hers and separating for at least a week - Mirella Lovell seemed to not get used to it. Sad green eyes took in her daughter's stance; Nina was seated on her bed with her legs crossed and her body propped up by her hands on the bed. At the moment, Nina Lovell looked like the little impatient child that had to wait for her mother to stop prancing around her room because she was leaving her at Melrose Academy for the first time alone.

Mirella sighed.

It's been a long time since Nina had been that girl and it still felt like that day every single time.

"Fine, fine...I'm leaving," she said, holding up her hands in surrender. Nina grinned and stood, ready to walk her mother to the door. When she stood, a small childish part of her squealed in delight. At some point, Nina became just a few centimeters taller than her mother and she revelled in that revelation. However, just as they began walking into the common area of the suite she was sharing with her other roommates that she had not been able to see, Mirella turned back around and Nina placed impatient hands on her hips. If her mother could pout, the woman would probably be doing so. "I know, but I just...are you sure you don't need anything? Maybe new curtains? Oooh...we can go get that rug - "

"Mom, we literally bought out IKEA this year because you wanted to get everything new," Nina reminded her, taking in her bedroom. She was happy that she got to have everything to herself save for the bathroom, kitchen and living room. Having a bedroom was like achieving near Nirvana; you didn't get there, but you damn sure feel like you were close enough. "I have snacks that could last me the rest of the semester, I like my room, I have my laptop, I have my TV, and I am going to be fine. I'll be even better when you leave." Nina gave her a mom a pointed look and Mirella sighed, defeated. The two women walked out of the room and then out of the suite, arms linked.

Do not get Nina wrong; she loved her mom a lot and she understood where the woman was coming from. Nina had gotten sick during their trip to Montpellier this summer and the woman nearly flew into an anxiety attack. Since then, she had been watching Nina like a hawk. If Nina complained about the smallest of headaches, she was suddenly being whisked away to the hospital. Nina could recall accidentally hitting her arm against a door. It was no secret that Nina bruised easily. Did that stop Mirella from rushing her to the hospital? No. Even when the doctor told her that everything was alright - that it would be rare for her to develop her cancer again during this age range, especially after having made an astounding recovery. But Mirella was steadfast in her desire to watch out for her daughter. Having to separate was probably a pain.

Just as they reached the parking lot, Mirella began listing off all the things she wanted Nina to do and the brunette smirked.

"And call you on Wednesdays after seven because you have choir rehearsal at four-thirty and bible study at six," Nina finished for her and placed her hands on Mirella's shoulders. "Mama, I am going to be fine. If I get the first symptom of anything, I will be in the nurse's office. Pinky swear." Nina even held up her pinky to the older woman and after a moment, Mirella smiled sheepishly and linked their pinkies before pressing her forehead against her daughter's. Nina closed her eyes, smiling.

"Mī thōḍē ēka, āpaṇa prēma," she whispered and pulled away slowly, a bright smile on her face and tears glistening in her eyes.

"Love you too, Mom," Nina replied and watched her mother get in the car. She folded her arms over her chest and walked to the driver's side. "You drive safely. Tell Paṇajī āṇi ājōbā that I love them and I'll call." Her mother nodded and before long, Nina was watching the tail end of her mother's Ford driving off, leaving Nina alone in the parking lot. With nothing to do, Nina straightened out the skirt of her outfit before deciding to text Carmen and find out if she was on campus yet.

"Dad, I'm fine. Just finished settling in is all," Mason said as he pretty much hurled his suitcase on his bed. Sighing at the task as this was the second suitcase he brought up to his room - second to the trunk of belongings he also had - Mason plopped himself behind the big bag.

Like always, James Lockwood could not come to Melrose Academy or even LA to see his son off. It wasn't that Mason wasn't used to this. Since the incident-that-shall-not-be-named, his father had not been able to look at him the same without some ounce of pity or guilt in his eyes. There was the time with Amber last year and that entire debacle, but other than that, Mason hardly saw his father unless he had somehow gotten into serious trouble. In truth, Uncle Charlie was probably the only real father figure Mason had in his life and normally, that was fine. But, somewhere in the back of his mind where he would deny this vehemently while looking just like the little boy that loved being swung around in his father's arms, he had actually hoped that today would be different.

It wasn't.

Really shouldn't have expected anything more.

"Yes, Uncle Charlie is helping me," Mason answered, almost missing his father's inquiry. Agitation was very much clear in his voice and at some point, Mason didn't care if his roommate - whoever that was - heard. It wasn't like privacy was going to be much anyway; it never was in double rooms. "Yeah, I checked my account. Thanks." At least, that was something Mason could always count on. Money. As sad as it was, that was the one thing his father provided without fail. After a few more moments of meaningless and awkward chatter, Mason bid his father adieu and pretty much threw his phone on the bed. Sighing once more, he layed back and sprawled out, staring at the ceiling.

This was going to be a long year.

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#2013-11-11 12:48:35, as written by boultinator93

Courtney stood at the gates with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Nerves because of the new setting to her life and she had no idea of what to expect of the school or the people. The excitement was because it was the beginning of her dream coming true, this would lead her on to becoming an actress and she knew she could do it. See Courtney is confident in her ability as an actress, she lied enough as it is so putting it into stage work couldn't be too hard and her audition proved she was good enough.

Courtney looked at her Ipad checking where she had to go as she stood next to the car that her father had sent her in with the family butler, her father was not able to help her get ready for school as he was away on holiday with her mother on a year long cruise. She was used to this however, having to have butlers and maids do things for her. Henry, her butler, was helping her with her bag and by helping he was carrying everything while Courtney just relaxed and looked through her Ipad. She was actually quite angry that morning, she had found out that she was rooming with someone else, she hated the idea of rooming with a stranger, imagine if she was dirty or had no money, that was hell in Courtney's eyes. "Father should have paid more for me to get a private room" she said to herself. She would have to make do though. Courtney made her way to her new room with her butler slowly behind her with the bags on a trolley. As she entered the room she was the first one there, her roommate hadn't turned up yet. There wasn't much in terms of space but it would have to do. Henry began carefully unpacking as Courtney layed out all her make up and hair products on a table in the corner with a mirror. This was the most important thing for her, she had to look good, all great actresses were beautiful she thought.

Henry soon left her after he had finished unpacking, it was visible that even he hated Courtney, but why wouldn't he, she was a spoiled brat who did nothing for herself, he was most likely getting some pleasure out of the face that she would have to fend for herself now. Courtney made her way out of her room to go see if there was anyone around that she might know. She went to the common room hoping to see if there was anyone there. As she walked in, there were a few there but she didn't really know anyone there. She wasn't in the best of moods so it might have been better for other people if they didn't talk to her but she didn't care to much. She just stood near the window looking around the campus.

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