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Avery Meagan Pierce

"Look... if you can't take the heat, don't start the fire, bitch."

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a character in “Pismo Beach High : School of Drama and Lies”, originally authored by Mela, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Avery Meagan Pierce Image

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Personality/History: Avery is your typical rich, spoiled, high-school upper-class bitch. Avery doesn't have complexes... it's not like she needs to make others feel bad, just to appease her own inner insecurities, or whatever else people say girls like her do. Actually, she just likes being a bitch. She's hot, she's smart, she's rich and she's popular... what's not to like about her life? Sure, her dad travels a lot due to his job as the CEO of an international billion-dollar enterprise, but she doesn't mind. He's usually home on weekends, and it keeps her moneyflow going. Besides, her mom's always there. Avery is used to being given her way, and nothing changed once she started high school. Unlike most others, Avery loves high school; she has her elite clique, she's head of the cheerleading-squad, and she's a straight A student... c'mon now, who wouldn't enjoy high school just a little in that position?

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"C'mon Avery! We don't wanna be late for our spa-appointment, do we?" Rebecca called out, as Avery grabbed her bag and hurried out the open maindoor, pushing it shut behind her, "I'm coming! Geez, Becca..." She yelled back at the girl, her heels clicking on the big, white marble driveway in front of her house, as she made her way to the car Becca was driving and got into the passengerseat. "Where's Brooke and Trish?" She asked, wondering about the other half of her elite group, "weren't they supposed to come too?" she cocked her head to the side a little, her perfectly donned hair swaying softly. Becca was a beautiful redhead with blue eyes, who made guys go wild, but never let them have it. Therefore, she was still a virgin. She claimed to be saving herself for marriage, something Avery thought was a load of bullshit. She just hadn't met a guy who made her body burn yet. Brooke was the blonde bad-girl all the guys wanted, completely opposite of Becca; though she wasn't cheap, she did sleep around. Trish was more like Avery... she had a little more... class. Sophistication, if you will. If a guy wanted her goods, he had to woo her, sweep her off her feet. She was Latina, with black hair, brown eyes, a rocking body, and tanned skin. Yeah, they were a mixed group, but the cheerleading squad didn't discriminate by haircolor or ethnicity... well, unless you were black. Black girls were a no-go, and they smelled bad too. No, the squad discriminated by class, money and body. That was the world she was in charge of as captain, and she loved it.

"Oh, yeah... but we'll pick 'em up on the way," Becca said, pulling out of the driveway in her bright-red convertible BMW 135i. She smiled, put on her Armani sunglasses and sat back. "Sounds like a plan," she answered, crossing her legs as she enjoyed the feeling of cool wind on her face. She couldn't wait for school to start back up. Though she'd been to Hawaii, Spain, Athens, and Australia, she had been bored out of her mind for the last couple of weeks. And her cheerleaders needed her. She was going to whip those girls back into shape even if it killed her. They'd probably gained weight over the summer, lazy bitches. She had a whole year's worth of combinations, workouts and routines planned our for them already.

"So, school starts next week, Ave... then we have cheerleading try-outs," Becca noted. The thought made Avery smile. She loved the power of try-outs. She loved sending all those freshmans and sophomores back out the doors, crying because they weren't good enough. Hey, no need to humor the poor things. If they were crap, she'd tell them immediately. If you're not good enough, or don't have the proper image, don't try out. It was simple, really. She didn't know why the losers kept trying. "Yes... we do, don't we?" Avery said, wicked smile on her glossed lips. This year was going to be her best yet. She just knew it.

So begins...

Avery Meagan Pierce's Story

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"Miss Pierce?" a heavily laced Latin accent said, voice soft as she bent over Avery, who opened an eye to look at the elderly Mexican woman. She'd been awake already; someone had forgotten to close the curtains of her big, streetfaced windows, so she'd been wakened by the light shining through them. She really wasn't a fan of that. "Consuela, please explain to me why my curtains are open this early." Was her only words as she opened her other eye and sat up, forcing the woman to step back. Consuela looked down on her feet, folding her hands virtuously in front of her. "Sorry, Miss. It will not happen again." She replied, making Avery roll her eyes.

"That's what you said the last two times, you halfwit," she sneered, "I'd like a strawberry smoothie and a piece of buttered bread for breakfast," she then added, glancing at the clock. "And you woke me ten minutes too late, so you better get started." Gods save her from worthless servants. She didn't know why her mother insisted they be old, fat and lazy. Probably because her father had fucked the last attractive one. Oh well. The Mexican nodded her head, but stayed where she was, looking like she wanted to say something. A gust of air left Avery's lips, an expression of utter exasperation. "Well... what are you waiting for?" She asked, her tone demanding as she got out of bed. She was wearing a white thong under a thin, pink silk, knee-length nightgown. It was comfortable and pretty. Totally perfect.

Consuela finally spoke then, just as Avery was about to just leave the woman. "Miss... your dry-cleaning has not yet arrived." Avery stopped moving as she heard the words. That was a catastrophe! She had hand-picked that outfit for her first day of school, and now this bitch told her she couldn't wear it? She let out a short expression of frustration. Fine, she would wear her white dolce dress then. The one she'd bought mere days before. It matched her new car, anyway. "Fine," Avery then said, and as she left the room, she turned her head to call over her shoulder, "and my breakfast better be perfect when I'm done getting ready."

It took Avery the usual 40 minutes to shower, put on lotion, dry her hair. Then she spent the next 15 doing hair and make-up. As she'd already chosen her outfit, that was a no-brainer and only took her 15 more minutes... hey, she couldn't decide which jimmy choos to wear. When she finally looked in the mirror, she smiled, confident. Though she still would've preferred the outfit at the dry-cleaner's, she was pretty sure she looked hotter than anyone else at school. So she'd deal. Avery ate breakfast alone, as she usually did. Her mom still slept, her father was in Beijing and she didn't want Consuela's company. The woman annoyed her, but at least her breakfast had been good. Just the way she liked it. After that, Ave brushed her teeth, grabbed her bag and walked to her car, slamming the door, not bothering to tell the Mexican woman that she'd left. The servant would figure it out... hopefully.

Her white Mercedes-Benz E-class cabriolet had been a "I'm sorry I was only home for a day, before I left for the next two months"-present. Him being gone that much was new, and Avery was milking it for all its worth. Truthfully, she didn't mind all that much, as long as she ended up gaining something from it. Which she always did with her father. She smiled, put on her Armani sunglasses and got in. She sat back, fired up the engine, and was at school mere 10 minutes later.

Walking through the double-doors felt good, as her gaze moved around the hallway she slowly walked down. She cast the usual degrading looks at those not of her standards, and a few smiles and nods at those who were. Just as Avery stopped at her locker, a gorgeous Latin-american girl came towards her, smiling like the best thing in the world had just happened. "Hey Trish," Ave said, opening her locker as she smiled back at her best friend and fellow cheerleader. "Ey," the girl replied as she stopped next to Ave, "I just saw Tristan talking to that blonde slut," she then said, scrunching up her nose in disgust. "What's up with that?"

Avery rolled her eyes. Tristan merely liked taunting that Wynter-girl, nothing new there. "He's just being Tristan. Hey, I was thinking try-outs next week. It's early, but I'd like to get it over with. We have last year's seniors to replace, and everyone needs to step up their game. Meaning, we will need serious time with the new squad-members." She said, as per usual, the squad was on her mind. Avery was captain, and she'd be damned if she'd let anyone forget that.

"Sure... probably a good idea," Trish replied, smiling wryly, "but are you sure you don't just want to see the losers try and fail?" Avery laughed; Trish knew her far too well. "C'mon, let's go find Becca and Brooke." She just said, getting the books she needed, then shutting her locker again.

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Closing her locker grabbing her math book,she exhaled knowing sooner or later she have to see one of her closest friend again,Avery. Well,at least she called them close friends but now,they never talked to each other.When she started to walk to her new calculus class she stopped for a minute seeing not just Avery but Trish aswell. "Great." She said under her breath before walking past them trying not to look her old friends in the eyes mainly because the last thing she needed was to start something on the frist day back. She fixed the strap on her messager bag turning the corner.

As she walked in the class room,she could feel people looking at her strangly probably wonder if she was lost. But,honestly she was good at math,it was her easiest subject she just never took it seriously before this year. She fixed the fake glasses on hr face,sliding them up on her nose. She grabbed a seat in the back,away from everyone but closest to Song and Circe. She only knew the name of them because Song tutored her in math last year and Circe,well she knew lots of people by face and by name,even if she never looked in their direction.She exhaled and looked at her ipod and changed the song to something alittle more upbeat. She reached in her bag and grabbed her black butler book,she become obessed with anime over the summer for some reason. She didn't think much of it,she just took her glasses off putting them in her bag and continued to read the black and white pages hoping someone would come to her rescue,she really need a friend right now and to be honest she would even care if it was Wynter or "Angel" as she called her,yea she loved messing with her along with almost everyone else who weren't "good enough" for her friendship. But,now she changed and she could only hope that people saw that. After thinking of that amazingly happy thought,that made her sound like she should be on Dr.Phil ,she messed with the dinosaur necklace around her neck. She chuckled just started to think,"What if dinosaurs and robots could have babies,would that make them robot dinosaurs or dinosaurs robots? Hm,and what if they would super tiny instead of really big,like the size of....my necklace. And what if robots actually could fall in love,could they fall in love with humans or just other robots?Hm,I wonder if I should bulid a girl robot and put her on a date with my brother.......God,i'm random and very very strange." She smirked at the thought before looking back at her book.

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Character Portrait: Piper Marie Winchester Character Portrait: Jesse Morning Character Portrait: Avery Meagan Pierce
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It hadn't taken long for Ave and Trish to find Becca and Brooke... big surprise, they were at their lockers, gossiping about nailpolish. Then she and her possy had moved on towards calculus. They all had it first thing in the morning. Avery despised mathematics as a whole, but she didn't have much of a choice in the matter (daddy-o had been persistent), and where Avery went, Becca, Trish and Brooke went too. It was that simple. Or rather... Avery was that much of a queen bee. She was very aware that everyone called her a bitch behind her back, but guess what? she didn't care. As long as no one dared say it to her face, she was good. She liked being a bitch, and she could afford to be. Money was power, and Ave was the richest girl in school, so who was going to give her a rant? She'd gotten several teachers fired for getting on her bad side, she'd made countless student practically flee the school, because they were either annoying, too ugly, too nerdy... there were so many things they could do wrong, Avery hardly knew where to begin.

"What the hell is Piper doing with a new kid?" Brooke then said, clearly outraged, and Avery, who'd been in her own world, stopped imediately. She would not have a cheerleader degrading herself. Perfectly plucked brows furrowed, she looked in the direction Brooke was. Yes, Piper was indeed talking to a new kid... but not just any new kid. She was talking to Jesse. Trish stepped up next to Avery, "I don't think we have to worry too much about that. At least the guy's not ugly." she commented, watching the pair. It wasn't that Jesse had been a big love of hers, but she had really liked being around him, even if he hadn't been upper class... more than she'd admit to, so he'd dumped her. Because she was unable to say that she cared about him.

No one knew about that. It'd been over the summer, not a long fling, but a fling nonetheless, one that had inspired softer feelings in Avery. It'd been weird, but sort of nice. She'd missed him. What was he doing here, on her turf? Avery shook her head, shaking off the thoughts along with it. She would have to talk to him, "doesn't matter. He's not upper-class. She is. Royalty doesn't mix with commoners, my darlings." She said, ignoring the fact that she was being absolutely morally ambivalent, already walking towards Piper - class wouldn't start for a little while, so Ave had time to set things straight. The girls started trailing after her, eagerly agreeing.

"So, Piper," Avery said, when she stopped about a feet behind the girl, "please explain what you're doing here. Or rather... why you're talking to him." Avery simply said, staring Jesse down, with a look saying 'what the hell are you doing here?', but only he would recognize it that way, since no one else knew they'd ever met. Trish stepped up next to her, Brooke and Becca staying behind them, and smiled wryly, "yeah, I was wondering about that too, newbie." She said, giving Piper a look that said she didn't think her worthy of the upper class. Brooke, blonde, dressed in sinfully sexy, yet classy attire, presented Piper with a devilish smile, flirtatious gaze roaming Jesse. She didn't say anything. Becca looked like the whole thing bored her, gracefully brushing her red hair, that was all on one shoulder, with her hands.

Avery really just wanted to get Jesse alone right now... tell him to get out of her life, not just suddenly show up... well, it wasn't that sudden. She'd known for a while, since she always kept tabs on everything around the school - it was one of the many pillars supporting her absolute reign of the school -, but she didn't have to like it. He didn't fit her image. If any one ever found out, it would be humiliating... it wouldn't hurt her rep much, since she'd merely turn things until it fit right in with who she was here, but Jesse... well, Jesse had gotten just slightly under her skin, even if she'd never admit it out loud. But he was talking to Piper, and in truth, Avery hadn't liked the girl from the start. She was a poser. Sure, she had money, but she didn't really belong in the upper classes. She didn't match, but she made an effort, the wannabe.

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(Not sure where everyone is o__o I'm just gonna assume we're all in the same class, at least the people who I'm about to address)

"And since when did you become her mother Avery?"

Circe was on her feet now, she had been ready to get up and skip calculus for now and head to Mrs. Hunt's or Mr. Martin's class, secretly she enjoyed Mr. Martin's company more but it's not like anyone else had to know. They usually let her chill out backstage or mess around with the props when they saw her, but of course, her trip was being delayed because of these bitches. She stared at Avery chillingly, the two had been friends once, emphasis on the word ONCE. "Bitch." She greeted with a nod of her head before turning to the mini posse Avery had behind her. "Bitchettes." She greeted again, a tiny smirk gracing her face as she shifted her messenger back on her shoulder before sending a tiny glance down at their victim, another familiar face to Circe before she eyed the new kid next to her. She offered a nod of her head, a greeting to him though she felt she might've seen him somewhere before. Circe concluded that she probably just saw him as she walked in and returned her gaze to Piper for a long moment.

For a moment, it seemed like Circe was going to say something to Piper, and the truth was Circe had a lot to say to her, but deciding she wanted to be mean instead, she didn't. She kept a cool gaze on Piper as she spoke, mostly addressing to Avery. "Besides, I thought you guys were supposed to stick together? Isn't that in your little whore handbook or something?" She grinned, turning to face Avery once more, ignoring Piper for the time being. "God forbid that you cheerleaders would get into a fight." She said with her tone matching Avery's earlier one as she grinned, "Well, looking on the bright side, I wouldn't have to watch you shake your flat asses at the pep rally."

Yikes. Am I always this bitchy? Maybe I need to check my calender.. She thought before turning on that final thought, just about to leave out of the class room before she paused. She wasn't going to say anything at first but she couldn't resist. If she was going to be a bitch, why not bring it home? "Liking the pink Piper? Surprised daddy dearest didn't make you change it, God forbid he'd have a daughter with pink hair. Or has he not noticed?" She commented coolly, glancing back with a wicked smirk before turning and waltzing out of the class room without another word. Circe sighed and stretched her hands high above her head before letting them rest on top, "Hmm I'm feeling for chipotle right now.." she mused out loud, ignoring the calls of her teacher to return back to class as she pulled out her keys. She was going to take an early lunch.

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Alex, Sandy, and Piper were the closest in their little posse, excluding theirs. She didn't understand why he was confused, maybe she should if he came in a Northface jacket and Sparries and blonde hair. That's how much she'd changed. He nibbled on the snake bites he'd gotten a week before school started,  but his eyes widened as he saw a special someone walk through the door. His summer fling, Avery Pierce. The woman he gave his heart and sexual innocence to in a matter of two months. Somebody special for the person that would be missing in his life. Avery had shown him the true wonders of love and sex, but could never look at him and say that she cared for him. Many people think only men use women for sex, but women do it too. Jesse suspected the same, and broke up with Avery. A piece of his heart was still out of his body, taking place in Avery's heart where he left it. If she could tell him she truly cared for him, then maybe a fire could rekindle. 

She asked Piper what she was doing with Jesse, and gave him a look he knew all too well. It was the look when she was grounded, and he climbed through her trees to free her to go to a party. It was the look when Jesse arrived with movie tickets, and had to sit through a dinner with Daddy Pierce. The look she gave him before a midnight make out session in her bedroom. Another girl looked over him, her gaze uncomfortably seductive. She'd called Piper a newbie, but to what? He could only bring back memories of Summer Avery. So different from School Avery. 

It was a few days after his Southeastern high school let out. Mr. Pierce, the head of the factory Jesse's mother worked at, offered the supervisor two invites to a summer party for his daughter. Jesse was all too willing to come, and met Avery at the party. Of course, she was the most stunning girl at the party. Through the months, he grew to enjoy holding her shopping bags and getting a kiss when every new bag appeared; he suffered through dinners with her father and being a trophy boyfriend at her parties because he cared for her. When she couldn't say it back was when he decided he couldn't continue to excite his passion and broke up with her. And now he's there, face to face with a girl who could ruin his reputation as a sweet new kid in a matter of a few flicks of her thumbs. "Look, Avery, I was just lea-" He was interrupted by a girl with a bright blue Mohawk and the nerve to call Avery a bitch; the nerve not many people have. She insulted everyone but him, to which she gave a nod. He wouldn't return it, especially after she insulted Piper. He understood now, this act was all to please her father. Jesse had much experience with pleasing rich men with power.

"Shouldn't you all be in class?" Mrs. Hunt asked, leading Piper away from the group and allowing Jesse to mention that it would be best if he could talk to Avery alone; a bold move for the middle-class new kid. He had a secret that could change his status forever; he'd become a millionaire when he moved back. His father had left a couple million in Jesse's saving for the day when he couldn't be available to take it out himself. He had the money to win Avery back. He just wasn't sure he wanted to. "Avery, what's going to happen to us?"

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Jesse started to say he was about to leave, but he didn't get to finish as Circe walked in. Oh, great... just who this little party needed, she thought, rolling her eyes. She didn't say anything to the punk girl, neither did her 'friends', she merely looked at her with a degrading, arrogant gaze, clearly showing that she didn't give a shit about the girl's insults. Everyone was rather used to Circe's little outbreaks; she was the only one who dared call Avery a bitch. The only one who really stood up to her, and Avery wasn't sure whether she liked the challenge of it, or the girl for her guts, but she didn't truly mind all that much. Didn't mean she'd ever let anyone know that, though. Information like that would spread like fire, that was certain. At Pismo, you either protected your secrets fiercely, or let them all out. That simple, and why she really needed to talk to Jesse... alone. Then Circe left, with a little comment at Piper over her shoulder... about the girl's father and their relationship. It was a low blow, one Avery had to admire. Hey, the art of insulting someone just right, just low enough to hurt bad, was not something everyone had the ability to.

Then Mrs. Hunt took Piper to class, and Ave was alone with Jesse... except for the three girls at her side. She was just about to send them off, when he asked if he could talk to her alone. So... he wanted to talk to her, too? why? what did he have to gain, really? he'd made it clear that he didn't want her, because she couldn't put her feelings into words. She still couldn't, that was that. So why? To keep up pretenses though, she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced at her posse, "tell the teacher I'll be right there. I'm... dealing with some stuff." She said. The girls made a few comments about how the new kid was gonna get it, but Avery said nothing, until they were out the door. Then she looked at Jesse and sighed.

"Avery, what's going to happen to us?" The guy in front of her said, and Avery shook her head a little, looking around the room before once again laying eyes on him. "I don't know... what are you even doing here? You're not supposed to be here, Jesse." She said, frustrated and brushed a strand of dark hair behind her ear, sighing. She looked down at her jimmy choo-clad feet, "you can't just... show up like this. Not here..." she then added, more quietly and looked up at him again, looking vulnerable. Something he was the only person on the entire school that had seen before. She let herself be the girl he'd been with over the summer, because no one was around... but she knew, that as soon as someone came by, she would change back. She wasn't sure what he thought of Avery at school. She wasn't untrue to herself, per say, but she wasn't showing feelings or anything else really... she was just a shell of herself at school. Only part of her was shown. Jesse had seen another part, and now he'd seen this one too. Hell, she had no idea what to think anymore.

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The little butterflies in Piper's stomach slowed down when Jesse broke their hug, but she brushed them off and put them down to nerves. She had no idea how Jesse was going to react when he found out everything - when he realised that she wasn't the girl that he had left behind six years ago, even though that girl was still alive on the inside. Now, she was a fraud, playing some game where she had to tag along with a group of girls, wave around stupid balls of string and chant. He'd absolutely kill her for loosing her personality like this, and she really didn't want to disappoint him. It was so good that he was back, but was her new change going to ruin their friendship?

Before Piper had any more time to question... well, everything, she heard high heels clicking on the linoleum floor of the drama stage, and a voice ring through her ears. Oh crap. This isn't what we need right now. She groaned inside her head, turning around to see her "captain," (more like slave worker), Avery. "He's my friend Avery. Is that not allowed now? Can we not speak to childhood friends?" Piper didn't usually talk back to the brunette girl. She let everyone push her around, for example Robbie. But right now, she just wanted to speak to Jesse, and Avery had reared her ugly head and ruined that, like she ruins mostly everything. Hell, it was Avery in the first place who had directed her over to going out with Robbie, the controlling, handsy footballer player. Piper didn't like Avery one bit, and she definitely hated the way that there seemed to be a silent conversation going on between her and Jesse. She could see it in their eyes, something that they weren't saying out loud, but were communicating to each other. It made her uneasy, uncomfortable, and she didn't like it.

However, before anything else could be said once more, another person entered, again someone she really wasn't in the mood to talk to. Circe had once been Piper's friend. Almost close to a best friend, she had clung to her for support after Jesse left. They had been friends for quite some time, until Piper got the idea into her head that her father would like her more if she was higher up in the social ladder. She tried to talk her out of it, but Piper went ahead with her plan, and in doing so, she lost Circe as a friend. She actually had been the one to prank her recently and dye her hair pink - a punishment for her social crimes. She tried to ignore the snipes that the blue haired girl was flinging around at everyone in the room, it was her usual. The whore handbook joke made her internally laugh however - they had come up with that one when they were still friends. Maybe Circe was nice and was beginning to forgive her for her sins, if she was going back down memory lane and finding insults that they created together.

Oh, no, maybe not.

There came the snipe about her father. The comment actually made her wince slightly, and tears pricked at her eyes again, but she was determined not to let them spill over now, not in front of Avery, and especially not in front of Jesse. Piper was obviously extremely sensitive about her father, and in that moment, she saw in Jesse's eyes that he understood why she was masquerading as a cheerleader, and a popular child. But, she didn't get the chance to ask him about it, because she was soon ushered off by Mrs Hunt, who obviously wanted to give the other two some privacy. That uncomfortable feeling came back into her stomach as the door closed behind her, sealing Avery and Jesse alone in the room.

Avery had taken everything from her - her personality, her freewill, her time, and her dignity, and now she was moving on to Jesse too. She felt a tear eventually push itself over the edge and spill down her cheek as she leant against the wall of the drama studio, her bag dropping to the floor with a soft thud.

She had just gotten Jesse back. And she didn't want to loose him now. Especially with the strange butterflies flying around her stomach. Suddenly, her phone beeped, ripping her out of her reverie and she pulled it out of her pocket, wanting to see who was trying to upset her now. It had already come from her father, her ex-best friend, the captain of the cheer-squad, and then her ex-friend. What else could happen now?

I saw you hugging him, Piper. Did you think I wouldn't find out anyone if I hadn't? We need to talk about this. @ 1. Got it?


Piper tapped back a quick response that she would be there, and went back to daydreaming against the wall. Maybe he'd kill her and end it quickly? He wasn't going to be happy, so she wouldn't put it past him.