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Owen Knight

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a character in “Reunited for Summer”, as played by Whatsername

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Name:
Owen Pierce Collins

Preferred Name:
Owen

Age:
25

Birthday:
April 12th

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Occupation:
He's at the peak of his modelling career right now, and he's okay with continuing with that for the moment, but he eventually plans on getting more involved in his father's corporation. He already has taken up investing, too, but considers that to be more of a hobby than an occupation.

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Positive Traits:
Responsible, Intelligent, Romantic, Considerate, Humble

Character Flaws:
Uptight, Opinionated, Overprotective, Stubborn, Controlling

Personality:
The older brother role that he was born into is thoroughly reflected in Owen's personality. He's responsible, protective and considerate. When it comes to his loved ones, his heart is always in the right place, even if his actions are interpreted as being overprotective and restrictive. He puts a lot of pressure on himself to make sure that his sisters are always taken care of, and can't accept the fact that they might not need him now as much as he felt they did when they were younger. He likes to think that his parents' divorce didn't affect him very much, but it made him grow up quickly. Even with friends though, Owen tends to be the responsible one. He's usually the designated driver, the one making sure that no one's drinking too much or going home with strangers. It's not like he doesn't let loose sometimes, but he's not the type to go crazy with alcohol or partying. He likes the club scene and house parties too, but he just doesn't want any more negative attention directed at his family. He likes being responsible, and considering how his siblings sometimes think that he likes control too much, it only makes sense that he likes being in control of his own thoughts and actions, as well.

He puts great value on his friends and family but doesn't allow many people into his inner circle. While always friendly and polite, he's reserved around strangers until he knows that he can actually trust them. The elite social circle he was raised in seems to be a dog-eat-dog world and he cares too much about the people around him to let anyone get too close and potentially hurt them. This not only involves the people he interacts with, but those that his family interacts with too. He's known for kicking guys that his sisters bring over out of the house, even if they just claim to be friends, because he either doesn't deem them worthy of his sisters, or just doesn't trust their intentions.

Maybe the most surprising trait about Owen is how humble he is. It doesn't take much to make him happy and for a guy who's made millions off of his appearance, he isn't vain or narcissistic. He's a nice guy who puts his loved ones before himself, even when they don't want or need him to. He's never struggled in the relationship department, and is one of those people who never seems to be single. Owen is definitely a fan of the dating culture, and doesn't like hookups or one night stands with strangers. He's romantic and likes to make people feel important, so he's definitely a loyal and good boyfriend, to the girls that he always ends up thinking are "the one".

Likes:
Water sports // Lacrosse // The beach // Bacon // Pizza // Takeout Food // Driving // Sailing // Strawberries // Budweiser // Reading // Hot showers // Urban cities // Travelling // Sunday mornings // Modelling // Fashion // 90's cartoons // Homemade breakfasts

Dislikes:
Lavender scent // Anime // Clutter // Looking at photos of himself // His mother // Golf // Coffee // Earthquakes // Country music // The problems his sister(s) cause // Crowds // Long flights // Minivans // Jellybeans // Marshmallows

Fears:
Drowning // Suffocating // Clowns // Losing any of his family members // Scandals involving him or his family // Poverty

Aspirations:
Develop a better relationship with his mother // Get married & have kids // Buy a house in Nantucket // Move to New York


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ImageHeight:
6'1

Weight:
180 lbs

Hair color:
Brown

Eye color:
Blue

Other:
He has a small scar on his right wrist from a surgery he had after breaking his hand as a child, but besides that, he has no other distinguishable marks.

So begins...

Owen Knight's Story

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Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Kylie Jenner Character Portrait: Haven Hewson Character Portrait: Bella-Rose Rockefeller Character Portrait: Andre dos Santos Character Portrait: Valen B. Character Portrait: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller Character Portrait: Howell Hewson
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Really, Owen had no need to stay at home all day. Every single detail of the party was being taken care of by their party planners, and he knew that things would end up fine. However, despite knowing that the end outcome would be good, he couldn't resist worrying about the little things. Had he spent most of the day out of the house, like some of the others had, he would have just been painfully anxious and brought the mood down, so staying at home and keeping check of everything seemed like his best option. He spent most of the morning and afternoon following up with the housekeepers, who ensured that every room in the home was sparkling clean (despite it being a backyard party), the landscapers, who had polished off all of the outdoor areas, and then the party planners. They insisted that everything was going according to schedule. The barbecue menus that the chefs had would be cooked to perfection, there would be enough food, seating and liquor for everyone, the decor was flawless, and the party would go off without a problem. Still, it wasn't until the party actually started at five o'clock, that he started to relax. It took a few cold beers, and seeing a lot of old, familiar faces, but by six o'clock, Owen was starting to feel more comfortable and in the party mood. As promised, things were going perfectly and as more people started to arrive, it seemed like people really were having a good time. The food was expected to be ready in a half an hour, so for now, Owen found himself mingling among the guests. He knew many of them, but many were also acquaintances of Andre, Natalia or Kylie, and some were even invited by the Rockefellers, Hewsons and Bautistas, so it was interesting to socialize with some new faces too.

"Bianca! Wow, it's so great to see you," Owen exclaimed upon departing from one group of friends, and running into an old friend who hadn't seen in at least a year or two. Bianca was an Italian model who he had worked with back in 2013. Despite being a few years older than him, she had always been incredibly gorgeous and alluring, but she had admirably chosen to take on less modelling jobs in the more recent years in order to focus on her children. Owen would never admit it, but he had always had a crush on the woman, so much so, that he had actually been glad when the news of her divorce arose. He wasn't the kind of guy who would take advantage of that, or even make a move on her, knowing that she had never seemed to be romantically interested in him, but just as a friend, he was glad to see her. "I didn't think you were going to make it. Last I heard, you were back, living in Spain." The pair spent a few minutes chatting, before heading over to the lounge area, that was set up to offer a full service bar. A few of Bianca's girl friends were over there as well, so Owen didn't feel bad leaving her there, now with a Jack & Coke in hand, and heading back over to the main lawns. One side of the lawns was occupied by elegant tables that bordered the huge line of buffet tables that would soon be covered in the fresh food being cooked on the row of grills in the back of the yard, as well as everything being cooked inside of the house. The other side of the lawn was where more people were mingling, likely since the DJ was set up over there as well. The sun was still up, and the night was still young, so Owen wasn't surprised that few people were dancing yet, and most seemed to just be socializing. At least for him, he was sure that it would take a few more drinks to loosen up to that extent, but with the great vibes of the afternoon so far, he was sure that most people would hit that point sooner than later. People were moving in and out of the pool house and main residence as well, which Owen had no problem with. The indoors offered some relief from the California heat, restrooms, a more intimate setting to socialize, and as Chris had insisted, some tables for beer pong and other drinking games. Though this was a casual party, Owen was still used to casual still maintaining some sense of class. It was a compromise that he was willing to make though, knowing that it would probably only add an element of fun to the night.

He had no destination in mind as he floated through the party guests, occasionally stopping for a minute to say hello or respond to the frequent "how've you been?" he got from acquaintances, but when he spotted Haven and Kylie sitting down at one of the tables on the other side of the lawn, with a group of guys standing over them, there was no question that he was going over there. He knew, deep down, that he had no right to just barge in whenever anyone started talking to his sister, but in his defense, he wasn't acquainted to these guys, so that alone was enough justification for him to go over and breakup whatever probably-innocent conversation was occurring. "Wow, looks like we're having fun over here!" he said, with mock exuberance as he placed a hard hand on the back of one of the guys, in the way that a father would purposely squeeze the hand of the guy taking his daughter to prom, ten times harder than necessary. "You guys mind giving me a minute of privacy with my underage sister, and her lovely friend?" he continued, still maintaining that clearly-feigned friendliness. And yeah, he knew that Kylie was no longer underage, but it didn't stop him from using the term quite frequently whenever any attracted males were around.

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Haven had a bad tendency of running late for things, and today was no exception. She had moved her things into her room in the Knight home earlier that morning, but had left midday for what she had intended to be a "quick" spa day. She had originally planned on just getting a manicure and pedicure, and maybe a short massage too, but when a few friends showed up, she ended up getting the whole works done. By the time that she got home, it was already four o'clock, and as usual, it took her longer than necessary to get ready. She only left her bedroom around five-thirty, but it ended up not being too big of a deal, since Kylie had returned to the house late too, and wasn't ready until around them either. Though Haven had other people who she could easily make small talk with, she found Kylie to be her closest companion out of the bunch, and had waited until she was ready before going downstairs to the party.

Now they were about thirty minutes in, and after a bit of mingling, the pair had already turned reclusive and found themselves a nice, shady spot at one of the tables that were closest to the trees in the yard. Haven had a drink in her hand, and with Kylie sitting next to her, she wasn't pressed for anything more than that. Or at least anything more that this party could offer her. "Did I not tell you that we should have went to Diplo's yacht party? You need to learn to listen to me, baby Jenner!" Haven complained, a playful slap to the other girl's arm as she slid her her cell phone, with an Instagram feed filled with pictures of Haven's friends having fun on the boat. Today's party was going to be fun too, so her complaints were really just being made for the sake of complaining, even though they held little weight. Really, if she had wanted to go to the other party so badly, she could have, even without Kylie. Howell probably would have given her shit for disappearing without telling him, or bailing on the first party of the summer when the whole point of staying here was to socialize with old friends, but it's not like it would have been the first time that she did something, knowing entirely of how it would bother her brother. Just after she retrieved her phone from Kylie's grasp, a group of guys approached the table that they were sitting at. They introduced themselves, giving their names, as well as stating that they knew Chris. After a few minutes of chatting, Haven realized that she knew why one of them looked familiar, and it was because his father owned one of the hottest clubs in L.A. No wonder why he knows Chris! she realized, though she restrained herself from vocalizing the thoughts. The guys were pleasant, and definitely not overbearing, but she could tell by how Kylie's eyes remained mostly on her phone, that she was uninterested, and Haven didn't really blame her. They weren't attractive enough where either girl wanted to grace them with their company. At least not yet, considering that Haven was still sipping on her first vodka lemonade.

Though the backyard was growing more crowded by the minute, Haven managed to pick out Ariana and Andre walking a good distance away, towards the bar. As the guys continued to try and keep she and Kylie's interest, Haven didn't even feel bad picking up her phone and sending a text to the girl sitting right besides her.

To: Kylie
OMG Rose is wearing all white. You should totally push her into the pool ;)

She wasn't really being serious, but to Haven, doing something like that wouldn't seem so outlandish once she got a few more drinks in her. She wouldn't end up doing it to be mean, because she wasn't a genuinely mean person, but it could be done out of a mixture of wanting to send a message to Rose that she needed to lighten up, and how Haven was likely going to get a laugh out of it herself. She didn't actually expect, or maybe even want Kylie to do it, but then again, she definitely wouldn't hate her if she did do it. Before she could even turn her head away from the boys to see Kylie's reaction, Owen was suddenly parting the group of guys like the Red Sea, and all it took were a few words for them to head in the opposite direction. "Jeez, Owen. If you're so pressed on having me all to yourself to talk to, then you should just grow some balls and be more direct about it. You know I'm always down for a good time, if it involves you." The last sentence came out as more of a seductive whisper than anything else, and continuing with her cheeky attitude, she had stood up and grasped the collar of his shirt to pull him closer to her. She loved messing with Owen, acting like she was dying to get him into bed, just to see his reaction, because nine times out of ten, it was an amusing one. He never actually seemed to whole-heartedly shut her down, but she could tell that he was thrown off by her bluntness, and strangely, that made her more pleased with their encounters.

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Kylie found Haven's text to be amusing, especially compared to how uninteresting she found the boys' attempts at conversation to be. However sure she was that Haven was probably only partly joking, she still knew that she would never do that. For one, she and Rose didn't have any problems, and Kylie knew that would be a "mean girl" move, and secondly, she was Andre's girlfriend, so Kylie guessed that she was supposed to respect that. Get a few drinks into Haven though, and Kylie wouldn't have been surprised if the girl acted on her own suggestion and did it. It didn't even have to do with Haven and Rose not being the best of friends. More than that, Kylie just knew that Haven was very impulsive and spontaneous. She wasn't bad-natured, and even though she didn't like Rose, pushing her into the pool probably wouldn't have even been done out of spite, so much as it would have been done just for a laugh. Whether that was good or bad, Kylie wasn't really sure, but she was convinced that at the very least, things were never boring when Haven was around, and that in itself was fun.

To: Haven
Hahaha but yeah no thanks I'm trying NOT to be killed this summer!!

Kylie managed to respond to Haven, who sat just a few inches away, before Owen announced his presence with his typically obnoxious attitude. Just hearing his voice made Kylie's eyes roll as if it were an automatic response, and she looked at him with a daggered glare as he scared off the guys with a reference to her being underage. She was nearly nineteen, so it wasn't true, and though she hadn't been even minutely interested in the guys who had seemed like more of a nuisance than anything, she wouldn't admit that now that Owen had ruined it, whether she had liked it or not. This was nothing surprising though. Be it him or Andre, one of the two older brothers always had to be stepping into absolutely any situation she was in. The guy ringing her up at the grocery store made the mistake of allowing his eyes to fall just slightly below her face? He was getting some snarky comment. A boy who she had been friends with for years was coming over, well then, he needed to know that she had not one, but two brothers in the house who were fluent in ass-kicking. It was a stark contrast to the way relationships were treated with her other side of the family, where her mother and siblings were actually frequently trying to set her up with guys. "Connections, connections, connections!" she could hear her mother's voice ringing out in her head. If she wasn't eighteen and vying for freedom, she probably would have struggled with considering which one was worse than the other, but to her, Owen and Andre's control issues were definitely less preferred, especially during times like now, when she genuinely wasn't doing anything wrong. The only thing that she was sipping on was a glass of water, and considering her typical taste in clothing, the clothes she was donning were pretty modest. Nonetheless, Owen had to come and make his presence known, and to her, it seemed beyond pathetic.

"Oh my God, can you not?" she nearly groaned when Haven stood up and went promiscuous-mode, grabbing Owen by the collar and tempting him with a provocative comment. Again, she knew Haven, and knew (or at least hoped) that she was just trying to get a rise out of Owen, and maybe her too, but the last thing that she wanted to think about was anyone flirting with Owen, especially when they were friends with her. "But seriously, Owen, can't you go bother Nat or someone other than me? Haven and I are just trying to have fun, and you're probably the only thing that could get in the way of that tonight." Suddenly, Diplo's yacht party seemed like a fabulous idea. Normally, Kylie would have automatically jumped on that invite, but she was just having an off day today. That was probably reflected in her more simple outfit choice, and the innocent liquid in her glass right now, but she just wasn't in the mood with drama. She had gotten so much flack from her mother for not spending July 4th with their family, since they were going to be filming for the show at the barbecue Khloe was hosting. It had only been a week since the news had broken on TMZ that Phil Knight was her real father, and though no one related to the family confirmed or denied the reports, Kylie knew that that was what her "story line" for this season of the show was going to be. Of course, no one wanted to confirm or deny it to the media, because they wanted that reveal to come out during the next season on the show, where they could be the ones to profit from its exposure. And really, Kylie was just tired of it. She was tired of the media, the tabloids, and she felt bad saying it, but that side of her family too. Everyone close to the Kardashians, who knew about Kylie's actual father, swore up and down that they had nothing to do with the tabloids finding out, and Kylie knew that it didn't make her mom look good, so she couldn't surmise why the woman would have leaked it herself, but that was another rumor that was swirling; that Kris had leaked it to hype up the next season and increase the ratings and at this point, Kylie didn't know what to believe. All she knew was that she needed a break, and if her ignoring all twenty of Kris' phone calls over the past hour would spin her into being an ungrateful, closed off brat, come the next season of their show, then so be it. Tonight, she just wanted to relax.

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If he could have, he would have done exactly what Kylie said when she exclaimed "can you not?!" in disgust. He would have not, because it wasn't like him to be an avid flirter, at least not around his siblings, but he never knew quite how to react to Haven. No matter how absurd or lascivious what she was doing was, it usually managed to elicit a smirk out of him. It was a smirk that probably reflected, even, that he wasn't sure if he was ready to play along, but was still thoroughly amused. "Alright, alright," Owen said, patting the air with his hands as if to request they both settle down. With how cautious they had to be in public, about not causing even a small scene, unless they wanted it to be spun into some huge tabloid news story, Owen had grown accustomed to wanting things to be as quiet and peaceful as possible, even at home. It was his own fault for disrupting them, especially since, despite his opinion, both girls had seemed rather uninterested in the men, but he wasn't going to admit that. All that he was going to do right now is do his best to keep his eyes off of Haven, and that dress that she was wearing that made her look absolutely flawless. He only allowed his eyes to graze over her form for a millisecond, but in his head, he must have played that over ten times, in slow motion. "I was actually just trying to keep those creeps away from you two," Owen explained, as if the men had looked anything but normal, as he took a step back to free himself from Haven's clutch. The moment she had stepped that close and grabbed his collar had coincided too closely for comfort, for when he started sweating harder than even the California heat could be blamed for, and he didn't want to have to acknowledge that. "Although I must say, you look great tonight, Haven," he added. And yeah, that was about as bold as he was going to get flirtation-wise, in front of his younger sister and to one of his closest friend's sister.

Kylie's attempt at sounding like the victim who just wanted to have fun made Owen want to roll his eyes, even if what she was saying was actually valid. That was just how his older brother mindset worked. Fun for her, could never be innocent. It wasn't even always because of her own actions, or even Haven's, but because of the men who seemed to flock to her side whenever she was trying to have that fun. If Owen could have kept her locked in the theater all night, with some PG movie playing, God knows that he probably would have. If nothing else, he had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised that she hadn't actually gone over to her mother's house, like she had insisted on doing some weeks back. He supposed that the recent breaking of the news about her connection to Own and Phil, and their step family, had something to do with it, but surprisingly, Owen wasn't going to pry. "I want you two to have fun, so long as it's being done safely," he paused, his gaze turning to Haven with that adjective, before turning back to Kylie with the next, "and legally." He reached across their table and took her glass before she could object. One swig of the clear liquid signaled that it actually was just water, but again, he felt like he had good reason to just check and make sure it wasn't straight liquor. "All right, good. Just water," he declared, as he set the glass back down. Knowing that Kylie was probably ready to snap at him, he smirked, somewhat knowingly, but took a few steps backwards, signaling his exit. "If anyone else comes over to bother you guys, just let me know," he left them with, knowing good and well that they would never actually do that. His next stop in mind? The bar.

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Bella giggled to herself a bit as Natalia approached, "She's going to wear what she wants". As she watched the two siblings interact she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. None of her siblings were that protective of each other. Granted, her and Chris were becoming more like that but for now they weren't close enough that they looked out for each other in that way.

Ever the quite observer she simply watched the two interect, only speaking when Natalia adressed her, to which she simply responded, "Hello Natalia," and gave her a small smile. Which was most common for the girls. It wasn't that they didn't get along or anythng of the sort. They just didn't have much to say and neither was the type to speak unnecesarily. As the songstress walked away she turned her gaze from Natalia to Andre who was fully facing her.

She tilted her head and shrugged lightly, "She has a point you know? She is an adult and you can't really tell her what to wear. I know you have her best interest at heart but the truth is you can't control her." She reached around him and grabbed her drink. After a long sip she nodded thoughtfully, "Kylie on the other hand could still use some guidance. Especially if she is going to continue to hang out with that train wreck waiting to happen." She subtly inclined her head in their direction. She wasn't fond of Haven, not even a little bit. She preferred to keep emotions detached from people but she couldn't help feeling irritation any time the reckless blonde was around. She disliked people like Haven. People who got away with whatever they wanted and did whatever they wanted regardless of how it affected those around them. They were careless and selfish and she could not tolerate it.

"On a different not you could take her advice and appreciate the clothes I wear for you instead of focusing on what she's wearing?" Some people may find it hard to believe considering how confident Bella was but she needed constant assurance. It was something she had always disliked about herself but her whole life she did things for the approval of her parents and for the adoration and approval of others. It was hard to shirk a mentality that has always been apart of your life. She shook her head and smiled at him, "Um it's nothing. I understand what you mean about Natalia though, siblings can drive you crazy" She said quickly changing the subject.

Somewhere along the way Bella started to look to Andre for approval on certain things. Don't be mistaken Andre didn't tell her how to run her life or anything but occasionally she needed him to tell her that she was beautiful or to assure her that she was being the best person she could be. She wasn't needy but she did need him. She cast her glance away from him, partially because she was almost ashamed of herself for needing him to say she looked pretty but also partially because she was keeping an eye out for her siblings. Particularly Chris who had yet to show.

"Chris still isn't here," She said absently as she scanned the grounds. She noted Owen approaching out the side of her eye and smiled in his direction. "But your brother is" She waved in his direction and called out, "Owen"

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"You're not looking too shabby yourself, Knight," Haven retorted, a wink coming out as she bit her lower lip while her eyes skimmed over him. She allowed him to step out of her grip, and waited before he had finally left their table before turning back to Kylie with a newly revived and energized smile. "Okay, so when are we leaving?"

Kylie's mood had taken a sharp decline once Owen graced them with their presence, and she found herself scowling, even now that he was gone. She no longer wanted to sip her water since he had drank out of the glass, and just to spite him, despite not even being in the mood, she was ready to move on to alcohol. She didn't feel like getting up just yet, even though it was in her character to want to socialize, so she remained in her seat, swishing around the water in her cup as she looked at Haven curiously. "Leaving for what?"

"The yacht's not leaving until seven-thirty! We still have time to catch that, and if not, your sister's going to the Hadids' party later. We can crash that." And if Kylie wasn't in the mood for either of those options, Haven had a long list of events she could attend. A lot of them were related to modelling, with the connections she made there, but with her name, along with Kylie's, it would be fairly easy to get in anywhere, really.

"Ugh, I wish," Kylie commented, only half-heartedly despite her best attempt at sounding genuine. There was a large part of her that did want to get out of here. It wasn't because the party here was actually lame, or dead, or anything like that. In fact, it was quite the opposite, and was probably one of the top celebrity hot spots for the holiday. There were famous faces from Hollywood, the biggest names in the music industry, the best sports players, and gorgeous people who you could continuously spot in Vogue, here. It only took a quick glance around to notice that everyone was having a good time, and rightfully so, since Owen had done a good job in putting this together, and the day itself was a good one for an outdoor party. The fact that her brothers were here was an instant downer, since it led to Kylie automatically feeling restricted, but she was very capable of just being like Natalia, and not giving a fuck about that. She liked to think that she did that as good, if not better, than her sister, so she couldn't blame them for her off mood today. Normally while she would be jumping at the chance to break the rules and go to some other party, today, her home felt like a safe haven. If she left the property, the paparazzi were bound to find her, and then she would be bombarded about questions about her father and her family, and actually, probably a million other scandals that she was unaware of too. It was a headache in the making, and even if wherever they ended up was fun, she didn't want to deal with that. Especially not when she knew that once that headache was over with, and she had her fun at the party, she would come home to deal with another headache from Owen and Andre, and then another one tomorrow morning, when she woke up with a horrible hangover. And when Haven was involved in her partying, that somehow always ended up happening. "But Owen would kill me, and wouldn't Howell be mad at you for just going MIA too? Plus, Owen actually did well with the chefs he hired for tonight, and I'm starving. Let's at least wait until after we eat, to figure out what this night has in store," she suggested, requesting the compromise only because she wasn't sure if Haven would take "staying here all night" as an answer, but she also didn't want the girl to leave her to go party on her own.

"Come ooooooooon, Ky! I'm bored and I look good. I want to have fun tonight!" She dramatically flopped back down onto the chair besides Kylie, and her exclamation of her desire to have fun was enough to give herself an idea. She pulled out her phone and sent Christopher a quick text message that read, "wya?", before looking back towards Kylie with a playful smile. "Besides, it's not like your brother seems like he's ready to have fun with me tonight, so I need to find myself another eligible bachelor to play with." That thought was quickly followed up by another, which in typical Haven fashion, she didn't think twice about saying aloud. "Or ineligible bachelor. I saw Andre earlier and let me tell you, that boy knows how to wear blue. Sleeping with her boyfriend might cross the line between just joking and actually being a bitch though, right?" she questioned, almost entirely serious.

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Okay, for the record, Natalia had never claimed to be a good girl and she knew she was being cruel coming over and lavishing Brooke with all of, well, this. But it never failed to give her this satisfying thrill whenever it seemed like Brooke was taken aback by Natalia, whether it be by something she wore or said. And so, when Brooke failed to have an immediate response to her ingenuous complaint, Natalia's grin was far too self-gratified. She was probably being a horrible friend, but she couldn't help it. Besides, Brooke made it so...easy. And the fact that her cheeks were noticeably flushed against her typical pale skin was like the final nail in the coffin. "Good," she practically purred and didn't say a word when her drink was taken for the other girl to take a drink.

Finally, Nat actually relaxed in the chair, humming in understanding when Brooke explained why she couldn't have it earlier. She may have liked getting a rise out of her friend, but she didn't always push and even Natalia knew a subject when she heard one. So, she situated herself with the smallest of smirks and had the tip of her straw back in her mouth, sucking up a bit of the alcoholic beverage as she listened.

"Sounds good, babe," she said and chuckled lowly. "My mom thinks you're a saint, by the way. You're literally the only person who can get me to wear more than a pair of sweats, which I would do. Any day of the week, actually." It was no secret that Natalia definitely appreciated a less girly outfit. Her fashion choices over the years have become a bit more refined and she had nothing wrong with feminine garments. The difference was that she was casual about everything, when she wasn't being sexy. Sure, she might be wearing pants that sit low on her hips or even a low-cut crop top, but the pants are usually cargo pants or just slightly baggy and she's far more known for sneakers than heels. Brooke was the main reason why she even developed a like for heels in the first place.

"Which reminds me...what is this rumor that I've heard about some new direction you're taking with the line and why am I the last to know?" Nat demanded with air quotations on the "new direction" after a thought and then quirked her lips just so into a pout. "Don't you love me?"



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It wasn't that Andre didn't know that Bella had a point. He did, he really and truly did. At the same time, he couldn't help but be concerned with Natalia, even as they both grew older. At the end of the day, when their father failed to be an actual father and wanted to be someone's employer instead, Andre had stepped up as best as he could for a growing child emotionally for his little sister. He knew her pretty much better than anyone. He knew a Natalia that, sure, liked less restriction with her clothing, but who could easily be more comfortable in a pair of sweat pants and a regular scoop-neck crop top. Hell, that was literally what she would wear around the house. But somehow or another, she took the need to be stronger and turned it into some need to be overtly sexual and that baffled him. And if his protective instincts were always on high alert because of it? Well, sue him.

He did acknowledge the validity of his girlfriend's statement when Kylie was brought up. "Kylie...that's an entirely different story altogether," he admitted, checking back to see the bartender placing both of their drinks on the counter. "I'm tempted to take a smoke for Owen whenever those two get into it." He and his brother - considering they've been related for too long for the step part of that to even count anymore - were almost on the same level when it came to dealing with troublesome sisters. Natalia was notably older and on par with them, so Kylie was a different ball game in terms of hormonal teenagers who don't like authority. But the struggle was the same. With Kylie, though, it was a bit...easier to manipulate certain situations. Nat was too secretive to always get the jump on.

Andre also wasn't stupid either. He caught the tail end of Bella's anxiety as she tried to hide it by backing his complaint against Natalia up, which just didn't do. Andre hated when she did that and even as he handed her the Long Island Iced tea Natalia ordered for her, his frown was evident. Not because he was irritated by having to assure his girlfriend, but because something made her doubt herself. And swiftly too. It was rare that he didn't catch it, but it damn sure wasn't easy to get it back to being a subject they discussed or acknowledged once Bella tried diverting his attention. "Hey now," he said lowly, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her close so that his lips could press against her forehead for a small kiss before staring down at her eyes again. "Don't think I haven't noticed how stunning my girl is. I've been appreciating all day." He gave her an overt leer just to see her smile before winking and taking a drink of his rum and coke. Andre, though, did pointedly ignore the remark about Chris and that was mainly because he didn't care. If the guy wasn't off plowing his way through debutantes and hookers alike, he was probably high on something already. He'd put on a show eventually. Chris Rockefeller always did.

He did, however, look up to see Owen heading over and smiled. "Hey, man! Party getting to you yet?" He knew Owen wasn't exactly the party person that most people demanded of affluent young adults, but the guy could schmooze when needed and he did know how to have a good time. But it wasn't in Andre to not check in on his siblings when the opportunity arose.

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"Sounds good, babe," Natalia responded with a low chuckle if she wouldn't have been able to hear if the DJ wasn't beginning to change the track. "My mom thinks you're a saint, by the way. You're literally the only person who can get me to wear more than a pair of sweats, which I would do. Any day of the week, actually." Brooke couldn't help but to let out a soft laugh at her comment about her mother. Come to think of it, ever since her mother found out Natalia was friends with Brooke, she seemed to show a huge appreciation to the small brunette because she tends to pull Natalia out of some situations she shouldn't be in before she puts herself into said situation. Of course Brooke isn't able to stop her from doing everything that wouldn't be such a good idea, but there have been a few times in the past. "I think all your mom is worried about is the fact that you're a woman and she wants you to look more like one on a day to day basis. Though I'm glad you didn't dive into the way she thinks you should be, you should be yourself. You're much happier that way," Brooke responded, partially speaking about her own situation back at home with her own family. But thankfully Brooke was pulled out of her thoughts on that dreaded situation and started talking about her new line that she had been working on.

"Which reminds me...what is this rumor that I've heard about some new direction you're taking with the line and why am I the last to know?" Nat demanded with air quotations on the "new direction" after a thought and then quirked her lips just so into a pout. "Don't you love me?" Brooke let out a soft gasp at her best friend's last words and placed her slender hand over her heart in a playful manner. "Of course I love you, Boo," she responded. "I just wanted to make sure everything was perfect before I brought the new line up to you. I'm thinking about branching out towards men as well. I have a few sketches drawn up that I want to show you," she added with a soft smile.

Brooke stood to her feet and slid her sandals on before turning her attention back down towards Natalia, who was still sitting down. "Come, I'm about to get myself a pina' colada," she stated as she began to make her way towards the bar. As she began making her way over towards the bar, she spotted Rose, Owen, and Andre. All she could manage to do was let out a sigh and send a slight whisper over in Natalia's direction, "I can't believe Owen ditched me for Rose," she stated before approaching the bar, hoping the three of them wouldn't really notice her and if they had she hoped they'd ignore her.

Brooke took a small glance over towards her twin and rolled her eyes a bit as she removed her glance, All white? Real classy Rose, she thought to herself. Once the bartender focused his attention upon her, she gave him a soft smile, "Pina' colada, please?" she stated and the bartender got to work fixing her drink.

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On the way to the bar, he passed many familiar faces, but once he actually reached the bar, he found the faces that were more than just familiar ones. A quick scan of the area allowed him to identify Andre and Bella-Rose, and Natalia and Brooke, as being present in the immediate vicinity, and though Owen had come over to the area to get himself a new drink, he was delightfully sidetracked upon seeing his friends there. He probably would have chosen Andre and Bella-Rose over Natalia and Brooke anyway, but he had no choice, when Rose called him over. The scowl that appeared on his face upon seeing what Nat was wearing, or more accurately, wasn't wearing, barely faded from his face by the time that he reached the couple. It didn't matter if Nat was sixteen or thirty-six, single or married for forty years... there was no way that Owen could ever see himself being okay with the way that Nat liked to dress when she was in this "mood". He called it a mood, over a style, because Owen liked to think that she was doing this purposely. Maybe she wanted his blood pressure to reach some sky-high level and send him to the grave prematurely. Maybe she just liked getting under his skin. Maybe she actually did crave the stares of men who Owen was convinced, only wanted her for sinful reasons. While Owen would tell you that he stood by his harshness in condemning Nat and Kylie when they acted and dressed so provocatively, he was also aware that he had a double standard. He didn't think anything was wrong about Brooke, who donned just a skimpy bikini right besides Nat. She wasn't family, though, and even though Owen cared about her too, it just felt different when people were looking at someone who you would always think of as your little sister, no matter how not-little they actually were.

"Hey," he said, upon getting over to where Rose and Andre stood. "'The sisters' are testing my patience but I'm alright besides that. What about you two? Enjoying yourselves?"If anyone had a relationship that Owen respected, it was these two. Bella-Rose had to be one of the most beautiful girls he had ever laid his eyes on, and he had definitely gained a lot of respect for Andre once he somehow won her heart. All it took was raising his empty glass in the bartender's direction for the man, who was familiar with Owen by now, after being hired for many of the family's events in the past, to nod his head in understanding and start on his next drink. His fresh glass of whiskey and coke tasted stronger than the last, but it wasn't unbearably strong, and Owen was good at holding his liquor, so it didn't bother him much. All it made him crave though, was a nice piece of red meat to go along with the ice cold drink. The food would probably start coming out any minute now, and against what he knew to be good manners, he already predicted himself making a plate before everything was fully out, and all of the other guests had helped himself.

When he noticed Brooke and Nat getting up from when Brooke had been sitting a few minutes earlier, and come over to the opposite side of the bar that they were standing at, he looked back to Rose. "Are you excited to spend a few months living with Chris and Brooke again? I feel like you guys ended up all over the map after you two graduated high school. Should be fun to have everyone back under one roof for a few weeks, yeah?" He could have actually done without having to spend two weeks with his own siblings, or at least Kylie, but he would be happy for the families that he thought had it more together than his own.

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Bella smiled brightly at Andre, very much pleased by his answer, "You're very good to me. Maybe tonight I'll be good to you". She added with a wink.

Though that smile dimmed a bit when Brooke walked by and, in typical Brooke manner, rolled her eyes at her as she approached the bar with Natalia. She took a deep breath and re-centered herself. The last thing she needed was to look erratic today of all days. Bella and Andre always attracted attention whether they were together or not, but seeing them together for an extended period of time, in a public place, freely displaying public affection, it was like being in a zoo and they were the main attraction. So the last thing she needed was her twin sister making today difficult.

"Hello sister," she called, not loudly, but just enough that Brooke knew she was aware and more importantly Brooke was aware of her.

Owen's arrival did make it a little better though. She smiled warmly, happy to be standing with two of the most important people in her world. Granted, her family was important too but when you had a family like hers you need to have at least one solid friend who will always have your back and put your needs first. She was lucky because not only was her best friend like that, but her lover as well.

She was only half listening to their conversation at this point. Now not only distracted by Chris's failure to arrive but also her sister having some sort of attitude. Not that that was a new problem. Brooke's perpetual woe is me nobody ever thinks of me attitude had always made Bella out to be the bad guy. In Brooke's eye's it was Bella's fault that the captain of the football team wanted Bella and not Brooke. Just like it was Bella's fault that mom took her prom shopping and let Brooke pick out whatever she wanted with her friends. Or how it was Bella's fault that dad danced with her first at the daddy, daughter dance. It has always been and it will always be Bella's fault.

She only halfway heard Owen's question but managed to catch enough of it to respond, "Am I looking forward to Brooke blaming me for the sun rising in front of my window instead of hers? No. Neither am I looking forward to worrying about Chris every time he walks in the house past two a.m. However I am happy to be here. I know, as the only sibling that really stayed that I see you all more than my siblings do but my bridal company has been so busy the past year that I feel like I barely see you. " She sighed, "I am a bit nervous about this summer though. I mean all of us in one house. We can't pretend like there won't be any drama. Hell put me and Haven in a room alone for a few minutes and there'll be drama." Thinking about Chris she pulled her phone out of Andre's pocket, where she kept her stuff when she had no pockets and didn't want to wear a bag, and sent Chris a quick text.

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Are you on your way soon?

I'm getting worried about you.


She took another sip of her drink and scanned the grounds, this time looking for Haven and spotted her with Kylie. She rolled her eyes, Great another stressor
She did not like Haven. Period. But she really didn't like her with Kylie who was young and impressionable and going through this family drama. Haven was like some sort of succubus and she sucked the life out of those around her. She didn't like her around Kylie almost as much as she didn't like her around Chris. And that was a lot.

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"Oh my God, no," Kylie objected dramatically, in a manner that was only somewhat playful. She knew that a lot of the time, Haven said and did things to get a reaction out of people. It seemed like she fed off of that, or the energy of it, at least. Kylie didn't think deeply into it enough where she was contemplating whether it was because Haven craved attention, or maybe even control over people's emotions, but she still didn't like it when Haven did it at her expense. Especially when the topic of it all was her own siblings, and Haven trying to speak about them sexually. It was no surprise that she did it about Owen and Andre, but get a few drinks into the model, and it wasn't shocking when she started including Nat in those conversations, too. Kylie didn't dislike Haven for being a sexual person, though, and it actually would have been hypocritical for her to have been so. Everyone liked to make comments about how Kylie's own sister, Kim, founded the family's careers through her own promiscuous behaviors, and it seemed like every day, there was a new tabloid story being conjured about Kylie, herself, going home from a club with some rapper, or model, or athlete, who she had never even met before.

Realistically, she didn't come close to Haven in terms of being so open and free about sex or those topics, despite what other people wanted to say. Sure, she liked to wear some tight fitting outfits that left little for the imagination, from time to time, and she definitely wasn't shy about fashion in that sense, but she wasn't a slut. Despite what Owen seemed to believe, she didn't seek men out just to spend a night with, to piss him off. She didn't want to become pregnant or be some famous guy's arm candy for a month before he cheated on her and moved on to the next. If Kylie was going to end up in a relationship, she wanted it to be a real one, and if she wanted to end up in a sex-only relationship, she definitely hadn't met any guys worthy of that partnership yet. Or maybe she had, and they just weren't worth the stress that she knew would come, especially this summer, living with Andre and Owen... but what was important now, was that no matter how liberal Kylie felt herself to be, she still wasn't comfortable with Haven describing her sexual fantasies when they involved her siblings. "First of all, Andre is not stupid enough to do that to Rose, and second of all, I will kill you if you end up doing anything with either of my brothers. That's just... gross! And yeah, it would definitely cross the 'evil bitch' line, too." Kylie and Rose weren't particularly close, but they were friendly enough that she didn't have any real reason to encourage Haven to do something that would surely hurt the Rockefeller. If there was one Rockefeller who she didn't care for though, it was Brooke. The girl just gave off bad vibes, Kylie thought. She was the knock-off version of Rose, and had no right to think that she was better than anyone, because of that alone. "If you're going to fuck with anyone this summer, make it Brooke," Kylie suggested, a bit deviously, as they approached the bar lounge area. Owen had beat them their by a few minutes, and was now standing with Andre and Rose. Natalia and Brooke were there too, among a fair amount of other party guests, though the area wasn't particularly crowded by any means.

Simply because she didn't want Haven to be around either of her brothers, Kylie decided that crashing Natalia and Brooke's little duo would be preferable over the trio's, so she led Haven to the side of the bar that the two girls stood at, and made sure to stand on the side farthest from Andre, Owen, and Rose. Natalia's outfit, even with the cover-up, was reassuring, since Kylie felt like there was no way either of her brothers could give her shit for ordering a drink when Nat was wearing that, but she wouldn't have really cared anyway. Owen and his incessant need to dominate every aspect of everyone's life was tiring and unwanted, and she wasn't in the mood for it today. "One California iced tea, please," she said, when a finger raised in the air caught the familiar-looking bartender's attention. Only acknowledging Brooke and Nat now, and actually not even acknowledging Brooke personally, Kylie turned to Natalia with a smile. "I can't believe you actually wore this. I mean, I totally love it, though," she said genuinely, as she brazenly sent two fingers to grab one of the straps that crossed over Nat's torso and gently allowed it to snap back against her sister's stomach after she pulled it slightly, to feel the damp material. "Haven and I might ditch in a little while. Do you think you can cover for me, if we do?" Seeing Owen again had left her doing a complete 180 on the thought of ditching this party for another one, because now, especially with the cold drink in her hand, she was feeling like maybe she could get into the mood to party tonight.

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Natalia didn't bother acknowledging Brooke's opinion on Isabel dos Santos. She and her mother were...better. It was the safest explanation that Natalia could give without delving deeply into years of repressing emotions and generally not having actual, emotive conversations that had nothing to do with her music career. She didn't bother bringing certain things up and while Isabel notably has been seen trying in these last two years, Natalia just didn't see the point. What's done is done and the fact of the matter is that Nat doesn't take into consideration everything Isabel might want for her anymore, not unless it has something to do with a photo shoot, upcoming performance, or anything publicity related. Even then, she mostly asked for everything to be delegated to Andre. As annoying as he could be, between the two, Andre was more of Nat's handler than her mother ever had been. But that was also her allowing the woman more room in her thoughts when she normally resided nowhere near them, which was why she chose not to say a word and instead, sipped on her rum and coke.

The corners of her mouth did lift, however, so that her face softened notably at Brooke's explanation about her future enhancements to her clothing line. She could help but act playfully appeased, placing a hand over her own heart in mock satisfaction before chuckling just a bit. She could have done without going back to the bar, considering she had only come from there a moment ago, but Nat stood anyway when Brooke decided she wanted a pina colada. Besides, as much as Nat was slurping down the drink in her own hand, a refill was bound to be the next move on her agenda. Or the dance floor. The DJ was spinning a few island vibe tracks that Natalia could feel her joints naturally getting into the mood for as they headed to the bar, hips undulating just-so to the catchy offbeat of reggae music blasting from speakers and pulsing through the ground. Nat hummed to herself faintly at Brooke's indignant hiss in her direction over being ditched by Owen for Rose, since...well, she never did pick apart Brooke's jealousy over Owen and Rose's friendship. Perhaps it was because he was her brother and she didn't really want to know what he could get into with one of her best friends, Nat didn't know. But it was obvious that both were...uncomfortable, if you will, in one another's presence now. Which was far from normal, given their previous intimacy. Then again, Nat hadn't truly picked it apart yet. Just...observed.

While Brooke went ahead and requested her drink, Nat leaned against the bar rather comfortably, using the surface as an arm rest so that she could rest her head on her hand as she sipped her alcohol. A beat later and she was grinning at Brooke. "And don't think you're slick, miss. Since some people like to abandon their friends and move across the country, you owe me a dance tonight. Actually, a bunch of dances." Nat was only half serious, but she wasn't against dragging Brooke to the dance floor. And if she happened to get the benefit of both seeing her friend dance and the girl actually have some fun, well, where's the problem in that? "You might go home in August or July, but until then, you're mine, Miss Rockefeller. Just wait until you finish that drink." It was only after she finished speaking that Nat turned her gaze for a second only to see Kylie and Haven appear. Nat dipped her chin in acknowledgement to the other girl before smirking at her sister. She didn't even flinch at the lash against her skin the gentle pull of the strap gave her, but she did raise an eyebrow at Kylie as if challenged. "How else am I gonna drive Owen crazy enough to make him want to leave the house for longer than an hour? You know his temper tantrums can go." She ended up saying, swiping a hand through her still damp hair. "Do what you will...just don't do anything I wouldn't." Which, if they were being honest, given her track record, wasn't much. But still, Nat couldn't help but say it with a small smirk.



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With his arm still around Bella's shoulders, Andre didn't allow his gaze to drift to where Brooke was. For one, there was no doubt that Nat was with her. If the songstress wasn't with Valen, whom he had yet to see, or He Who Shall Not Be Named, then she was going to be with her favorite of the Rockefellers. And Andre didn't need to entertain his thin patience with his sister's insistence to try him. Two, because he knew Bella. Her and Brooke's relationship was strained for years and it was the first thing Andre picked up when they moved to California. Natalia had pointed it out when she had gotten him alone, but it was Andre who was able to understand just a bit better. At least, from Bella's side of things. So, instead of turning to acknowledge his girlfriend's sister and his own sister, Andre squeezed Bella's shoulder gently, in comfort, as he answered Owen.

"Nothing I'm not already familiar with," he acknowledged, his understanding for Owen's frustration with their siblings prolific and inexorable. Andre hadn't had the chance to talk or see much of Kylie today, but he had given her a warning yesterday about behaving. Nat was only slightly starting to rub off on her. Kylie was beginning to take on her stoicism. "But...we're-we're good here. I know I could eat though." He exclaimed jokingly, to keep up at least the less tense air that had been present before Brooke came over. But then Owen had to mention her. And well, Chris, and since Andre hardly allowed Chris to sour his mood to a certain point, he had to reason that the true cause of Bella's outburst was simply about Brooke.

Andre had to drink a bit of his rum and coke before speaking, but he rubbed Bella's arm soothingly as he did so. "This is going to be good, babe. You know that," he reasoned. "It'll be time for you and Brooke and even Chris to catch up, and come on! Nat's actually home and not running off to god knows where, I took off for awhile, and we're all going to have a good time. Besides, how much drama do you really think anyone's going to want to have if we're too busy jet-setting off to Croatia or something?" Of course, that was his disingenuous optimism showing. There was going to be drama. Especially since Nat was already not in the mood to acquiesce to his request for her to behave, Chris was going to actually be in his house, and Kylie and Haven were more than likely going to drive them all crazy. At the same time, this summer was meant to be for fun and damn it, Andre promised himself that he was going to have the time to enjoy himself. And that included no breakdowns because his family and friends decided to drive him crazy.

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Owen didn't have a single clue about what the cause of Rose and Haven's rift was, and to be honest, he hadn't even thought that there was a major problem there. He knew that the two were never seen together, really, and he would never pin them as being best friends, but he always supposed, maybe too optimistically, that it was just because they didn't have similar interests. That was definitely true, but it was apparent, when he really thought about it, why that alone could be problematic enough. Bella-Rose was very refined, and though not in the way that the word could be used to describe stuffy, pretentious members of the upper class, there definitely was an air of prestige that she carried. She cared about her reputation and her family's name, and to Owen, that was commendable. She had self-respect and wasn't willing to just throw her morals out the window for a night of fun. In the wake of having siblings who were more flawed than she, she still managed to maintain some sort of composure and patience, that Owen didn't think accounted to even 1% of whatever he and Andre possessed, combined. It probably sounded like he idolized Rose, but he genuinely did think she was a model-citizen... or maybe even a model-everything, and he didn't care if that would make Brooke think that he was just another person who fell under the Rose Rockefeller spell.

On the other hand, there was Haven, who was quite the opposite of Rose. She was another gorgeous girl, who literally made her money off of her looks, so she had that in the bag, but she was wild. The true definition of a wild child, and growing up with two of his own sisters falling into that category too, he didn't even hesitate to group Haven in with them. Since she wasn't one of his sisters, Owen would be more human about her craziness, and admit that it wasn't a horrible thing. He didn't like her acting that way around his own sisters, but people were allowed to live, and as someone who had a similar career path as her, he knew that she wasn't abnormal given their fellow models. A lot of them were invited to the hottest clubs on the planet, paid to "host" the party, all while also receiving enormous amounts of free alcohol and drugs, and just generally being paid and encouraged, to let loose. While Owen could relate to Rose a lot more, he couldn't deny that there was something alluring about the carefree lifestyle that Haven lived. Yet, when comparing hers to Rose's, it wasn't hard to understand why their lifestyles alone would cause them to clash, especially when considering how frequently Haven partied with Chris, and how badly Rose wanted Chris to be more tame. It was sad, really, but Owen actually appreciated Rose being honest here, because it was a good reminder that he needed to do everything he could to make sure that she and Haven didn't end up in the same room as one another, at least not alone.

"Yeah, Andre's right. I'm sure that things will go well. Everyone's going to have a good time, this summer." At least he hoped so, too. He had made sure to clear most of his schedule of modelling gigs, though he did have a few local ones that he couldn't back out of due to contracts. Even though he liked to think that he was more stationary than Nat, it wasn't abnormal for even him to be in Rome one week, Paris the next, and New York a few days after that for work. It was tiring, so he wasn't complaining about this summer off, even though he doubted that it would really be as relaxing as he tried to insist it would be, to Rose. "I've been craving a long weekend trip to the French Riviera, or somewhere over there, so yeah, don't worry about the drama, Rose. We're gonna keep you busy," he said, following Andre's lead in trying to lighten the mood. He couldn't have agreed with his brother's comment about being hungry any more. He felt like his stomach was on the verge of growling, and though Owen claimed to be hungry 24/7, regardless of how much he ate, he meant that now. Though the area that the food was going to be set out on was out of view from where he stood now, he was sure that it was beginning to be brought out. Even with the amount of staff hired, with the amount of food prepared, he was sure it would take a good ten to fifteen minutes for it all to be served, but as he had thought earlier, maybe this one time, he could toss his manners to the wind and make a plate before everyone else. "I think I'm going to go check on the food. I'm starving and I need to make sure that Mauricio saved that huge lobster for me, like I told him to. You guys wanna eat now, or should I catch up with you later?"

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As usual, the Bautistaโ€™s were running late. The siblings had spent the previous few weeks together with their father in their home in Argentina. It had been lush with towers of libations, delicate gourmet treats and latin passion. Even with a majority of her time spent covering for Santi as he trooped around with the Ambassador, Valen managed to find a good time - be it with the equally privileged and reckless youth among Argentine most elite, or in shamelessly flirting with her fathers friends. Valen didnโ€™t mind babysitting anyhow, carelessness and fun was a luxury she could only admire from afar.

Their family had their own jet, so when Valen woke up puffy from the champagne and Santi still hadnโ€™t washed off the shame from the night before, the siblings decided to postpone. Besides, they liked to be a little fashionably late - it helped with their image. So the two tore apart their luggage to have their travel assistant repack later in search for their outfit for the party. Neither of the siblings had been in the States for months, and every time they came back it was like everything would change.

โ€œIโ€™ll choose your outfit.โ€ Said Valen as she rummaged through Santiโ€™s things, throwing a maroon pair of swim trunks his way and a soft plain white tee. Santi didnโ€™t mind, Valen was the fashionista between the two of him. He probably would have worn the first pair he found, so he changed without objection and returned to scrolling through Instagram.

โ€œHey look,โ€ He said, showing Valen his phone. It was a photo by some model, maybe Stephanie something or other. It was at the pool party the siblings were to enter, Valen squinted to recognize the faces in the background. When she saw Natโ€™s exotic face posted at the bar, a smile split across her face, then she recognized the entire Rockefeller clan. Predicting this would happen, Santi laughed. โ€œWhat? Now youโ€™re going to be on your best behavior?โ€

Valen mumbled under her breath, returning to her mission to pick out her outfit. It wasnโ€™t that she didnโ€™t like the Rockefellerโ€™s, but when they were revered as this golden family and Valen could tell the lot of the werenโ€™t her biggest fan - it made things uncomfortable. Her family and friends were better known for hanging out in the seedier part of fame, Valen couldnโ€™t help but to feel a twinge of inferiority in their presence.
A voice overhead announced they would land within the hour, Valen turned their travel assistant their father had assigned to them. โ€œCarajo, Florencia - donde estรกs mis trajes de baรฑo? Como puedo ir a la fiesta de piscina sin mi trajes?โ€ Valen spit out the words like venom, she had the tendency to take her frustrations out on the poor people her father sent to babysit her and her brother. โ€œPor la concha de su madre, Florencia - hacรฉ su trabajo mientras que lo tienes. Con suerte hay poco tiempo con eso si yo tengo un parte.โ€

Florencia offered little of a reaction as she reached into the travel bag that Valen had left untouched so far, opening it to reveal a whole assortment of swimwear for Valen to wear. A smug expression from the woman and Santi laughing from behind her was enough to send Valen into a fit, taking the carry on into the bathroom with her. Santi looked at Florencia from over his phone, quirking his eyebrow. She gave a cheeky expression and returned to her tablet, undoubtedly planning out any foreseeable chaos that the siblings might cause the upcoming week. She was helpful that way. Valen returned before the plane began to descend, fashioning her swimsuit as a leotard with destroyed high rise shorts and a lacy kimono.

โ€œReally have to balance that line between looking good but not looking like you had to try that hard.โ€ Santi joked as Valen snarled at him, bending over to fasten the clasp of the heel around her ankle. The bump of the plan hitting ground stopped Valen from replying, instead they primped themselves. โ€œFlorence, will there be transit from the Airport already arranged?โ€ Santi asked, Florencia nodded.

โ€œRight on the ground, sir.โ€

โ€œVery good.โ€ Valen said as she smoothed her hair.

The siblings could avoid customs and all that due to their diplomatic status, also due to simply who they were. They left for the party from the plane, Valenโ€™s noticed a text from Nat. Wincing, Valen responded quickly, she hated leaving Nat alone to deal with people - there were so few left with likable attributes.

To Nat:
Hey bb, be there in a bit. Still on ARG time.


It was always better to arrive to a party later anyhow, especially after 9 hours of napping and drinking mimosas on a private jet before hand. When they arrived to the home, everything was already in full scale. Santi immediately was pulled aside by a past fling of his, a skinny morena with honey colored eyes. Valen rolled her eyes inwardly, Santi always needed to have the most interesting characters as a notch on his headboard. Assuming most of her people would be at the bar, Valen was none to surprised when she saw Haven and Nat at the bar - along with Kylie, the Rockefeller girls, Andres and Owen. She smiled to herself at the incestuously knit little web between the families, it was only inevitable to find themselves all together.

โ€œNeรฑa!!โ€ Valen greeted Nat affectionately with a hug and a peck on her cheek. โ€œWhy does it have to be like a chase around the world for me to find some time with you nowadays?!โ€ Unfortunately, due to Valenโ€™s culture growing up, she couldnโ€™t sneak away from the group without another word - she had to greet each of them with a kiss on the cheek and a small greeting.

โ€œLadies! So nice to see you here.โ€ She said, giving them both a peck on the cheek, doing the same to Andres and Own, โ€œYou two as well, gentlemen - always a pleasure.โ€

She gave Haven a little hug, โ€œDonโ€™t worry, Iโ€™m not here to ruin the party - I promise.โ€ then turning to Kylie as well to peck her cheek. โ€œBaby girl - hey! Is Kendall here as well?โ€

She hated it, but there was no way she was going to walk up without saying hello to anyone, it was against her nature - friendly or otherwise. Before she hadnโ€™t had time to read the situation before she barged in, now in retrospect she could sense the tension. Looking to Nat with an expression of both amusement and exasperation, she turned to the bartender. โ€œHow about a round of shots - yeah? Vamos, my treat.โ€ She said cheekily, aware it was an open bar. Although she knew this did nothing to deflect the opinion many had of her as a party girl or whatever - she didnโ€™t care anymore. There was no sense in worrying of trying to convince people theyโ€™re wrong about something that isnโ€™t their business anyhow.

โ€œSo, shots?โ€
She asked again, grinning to Haven, Kylie and Nat - assuming at the very least she had those girls to join her.

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Bella knew in her head that Andre and Owen were right, she really did, but she couldn't help but feel a lack of enthusiasm for this summer. I mean could you really blame her? Neither of her siblings were that fond of her. Correction, Chris was becoming fond of her after some epiphany he had that revealed to him that all those visits to his rehab and all those times she put her neck out for him, even at one point paying for his rehab herself since her parents refused to, weren't her way of showing off. On the contrary, they were her way of taking care of him because she loved him. But now that he did appreciate her he didn't appreciate Andre, which was infuriating to her. He could act like he liked Andre all he wanted but she could tell he didn't and she couldn't understand why.

So did Andre and Owen have a point? Yeah. However neither of their optimism was helping her right now. However the idea of travelling was helping so she decided to focus on that.
"Croatia? The French Riviera? Why wasn't I informed we had travel plans?" She was partially teasing but she was also serious. Rose was always prepared and to stay always prepared you needed to know all of the plans and she did not pack for either of those destinations and she could go home and grab some clothes, she only lived about forty five minutes away, but she wanted to go shopping instead. "I'm not prepared. Boys you know I like to be prepared. "

The arrival of Valen was one that brought bad memories with it. As she predicted she arrived in a floury of attention in some skimpy outfit. Also, not to be rude, Bella knew it was her culture, but having Valen walk up to her and kiss her cheeks like they were friends was a no. As the girl did it she subconsciously leaned away from her causing her to wander out of Andre's arms. She also couldn't stop herself from saying, "Don't touch me" a bit louder than the murmur that she intended it to be.

"I'm ready to eat now" Bella, now in a chilly disposition, said to Andre. Seeing Valen immediately brought up bad memories. Memories of Chris stumbling home drunk and yelling at her. Memories of her parents, who had given up on her older brother, putting so much pressure on her. Without a goodbye to the group of people around her, something that she rarely did,she started walking away.

When she got in the house she headed straight for the kitchen. To say she knew her way around was an understatement. She knew this house as well as she knew her own. So it wasn't surprising that she just casually snagged a bowl of strawberries from off the counter and started eating them. She knew Owen or Andre would come and expect an explanation but she didn't have one that they would like. If it wasn't for Valen Chris wouldn't have fallen as deep in the hole as he did. As far as she was concerned she wasn't welcome here.

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Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Kylie Jenner Character Portrait: Haven Hewson Character Portrait: Andre dos Santos Character Portrait: Valen B. Character Portrait: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller
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Valen smirked as Bella threw a fit in her arrival, protesting Valenโ€™s greeting and storming off - expecting the rest of her group to scurry after her. โ€œTe lo juro, neรฑa - no quiero tocar vos mas que es necessario.โ€ She mumbled under her breath, waving as she smiled after the woman. โ€œCaio, amor!โ€
Quirking an eyebrow at the boys left behind, Valenโ€™s lips pulled into a sensuous smirk. โ€œIโ€™d probably run after her if I were you, wouldnโ€™t want the darling all upset because lilโ€™ olโ€™ me ruined her good time!โ€

Valen couldnโ€™t pretend not to understand the immediate rejection from the Rockefeller golden girl. It wasnโ€™t like powerful WASP families to relay sensitivity to a culture other than her own. It almost empowered Valen when the dark haired minx slinked away. Valen knew that her mere presence could send the woman into a rage - it was downright delightful. Despite Bellaโ€™s attachment to Chris, Valen paid no note of such care to find Bella immune to her Valenโ€™s forms of manipulation to start a rise. All she ever had to do was be polite, be herself - and it could drive the primmest of all the Holywood maidens into a frenzy.

Albeit, she felt a sense of responsibility to Bella. Valen ignored the spoiled girls plight for attention. turning to the rest of the group as Have cheered on the lot. โ€œTequila or no, I just want something to settle this weird plane buzz Iโ€™ve got going on.โ€ She hailed the bartender to serve each of the partakers their drink. โ€œAdd a rum and diet to that, please.โ€ Valen said with a wink, passing out the shots to the others.

โ€œCheers.โ€ Valen enthused, grabbing her cocktail from the bartender, already bored with the situation. It was time for a new place, with a new collection of people. โ€œI donโ€™t know about you ladies, but I see endless mystery ahead - I hope you join in.โ€

Typical in her fashion, Valen slinked into the crowd, hoping some of the girls would follow her - but mostly following the tide. These were the type of moments where sheโ€™d happen across Lenny Kravitz or Leonardo DiCaprio - in the drift of parties. Thatโ€™s what they were all doing there anyhow, networking as much as they could. Everyone knew someone who knew someone who had some project youโ€™d be perfect for. So thatโ€™s what Valen did. She made herself known to the people she wanted to know and somehow ended up at the edge of the pool, spliff in hand and staring off into the distance. There were a few others wading in the edges of the pool. it was all to tempting.

Slipping from her shorts and kimono, Valen slid into the heated pool, retiring the spiff in her wake. Treading water, looking above, Valen knew others would see her and judge, but honestly she just wanted to take a dip in the pool. As someone in her position, when everything she did was a question of her character, why not just do whatever the fuck you wanted anyways? She waded in the center of the pool for ages until the herds of people began to dive in, clothed or otherwise. In a predictable manner, Valen waded to the edge of the pool, sitting in the corner with her legs still immersed and hair slicked away from her face.

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Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Kylie Jenner Character Portrait: Haven Hewson Character Portrait: Bella-Rose Rockefeller Character Portrait: Andre dos Santos Character Portrait: Valen B. Character Portrait: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller
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Natalia had honestly focused on drinking the rest of her rum and coke, so she had ignored her phone when it vibrated in her hand. It could have been Chris and she honestly would have left it alone until her next drink. Besides, she was too busy internally laughing - and the only outward indication of her internal disposition was in the form of a smirk - at how absolved Kylie was in her desire to remain passive-aggressively hostile towards Brooke. The pair's relationship was always amusing to her and Nat, because she never claimed to have a single ounce of good in her, entertained herself whenever it just so happened that she managed to get both girls into one room for longer than five minutes. As much as she liked a drama-free and relaxed environment, it was Natalia dos Santos. It wouldn't be her if she wasn't drawn to a little bit of mischief.

And she wasn't too upset about not having checked her phone because Valen had finally arrived and Nat didn't even try to evade the hug, comfortably leaning into it and pecking Val on the cheek in response. "Come on now, babe. You know I've gotta keep you on your toes. That's how we work," she replied with a grin, not at all ready to turn down a round of shots when Valen called for them. She smirked at Haven's reminiscent look her way, remembering this one time when she had done five shots back to back. Not that she had actually counted, but it had been an exhilarating rush at the time and the world might have tipped over for like five seconds after the last one, but it was totally worth it when it felt like her body could go for hours and hours on the dance floor. But she wasn't going to be bringing that memory up. It seemed like Andre had super hearing or something every single time she did, and he always came running with that disapproving glare. Nat chuckled at Brooke's exclamation of only living once and downed the shot she was given without hesitation, barely wincing anymore at the way the smooth liquid tingled in her throat. It didn't burn like it used to during her first ride in the drinking rodeo, which was why she couldn't help just laughing a little at Kylie's obviously inexperienced drink.

Not that her younger sister needed to be gaining any experience at all, but Nat also wasn't going to be the one to take the fun out of everything. "Fill me up, babe," Nat called to the bartender and set her glass on the flat surface, turning back when Val decided to disappear and Kylie had turned back to her. Nat hummed to herself softly at Kylie's question, doubting that she was going to tell the girl all of her invites for the evening. There were some places even Nat knew not to tell Kylie about and besides, she was not about to have Andre and Owen down her throat for Kylie knowing about underground parties with people wearing far less clothing than what Nat currently had on. "You know me, Kyles. There's always a back-up." She chose ominously, running a hand through her hair and checking on her phone. "I'll let you know if anything comes up." As she waited for her drink and to figure out if she was going to the dance floor next, Nat text Chris. If she was making any plans for the night, he of all people was going to be a part of it.

Chris:
Where u at babe? Who else am I gonna do body shots wit?



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Location: The Knight Residence : Lawn Bar to Main House
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"Babe, you didn't really think we were staying in Twinkle Town all summer did you?" Andre just had to ask with a grin, a subtly appreciative nod Owen's way for diverting Bella's attention. The last thing he needed was her focusing on the negative, particularly as they pertained to her siblings. As far as he knew, Nat had Brooke and could distract her easily. All she had to do was get Brooke focused on her wardrobe and honestly letting loose, or even flirting with her - which was still something Andre figured he needed to question his sister about in terms of her intentions - and the younger Rockefeller was golden. A few scathing looks aside, he didn't think Brooke would be as much of a problem as Bella seemed to believe. Chris on the other hand, Andre just didn't trust him. Andre also didn't like him, but that was neither here nor there. All they needed to be thinking about was having fun. The other...issues could take a backseat. Besides, who was going to really be trying to rip baby hairs out of scalps if they were too busy sipping on mimosas at breakfast in Nice?

But of course, that must have been him being just a bit too optimistic. Andre was a realist; he didn't focus too much on trying to think happy thoughts and all of that. But he also didn't believe in things like allowing one person to notably get under your skin. With Chris, he was able to either play it cordially for the sake of his girls or go on as if Chris wasn't even a factor in his life. Which he wasn't, under most circumstances. However, Bella was a bit more malleable, it seemed, when it came to Valen. The second the svelte artist came into view and showered everyone in a polite display of affection, Bella was shoving away from her and storming off, a wave of barely restrained hostility that had Andre pinching the bridge of his nose. And Val didn't help, no matter the small soft smile curved upon his lips that he managed her way, with telling him to go after her. Sighing softly, exasperated internally, he glanced at Owen. "Wish me luck," he said to Owen, taking a strong drink of his rum and coke, clapping his brother on the shoulder before glancing at Natalia, who only raised an eyebrow from afar. Shaking his head, Andre headed back towards the house, shaking a few hands with clients and partners alike.

It didn't take Andre long to find Bella, petulantly munching on strawberries with a vehement hostility in her form where she stood. One of his eyebrows rose, questioning, as he headed over to her. He gave her a pointedly probing stare as he inquired, "You do know that the real food is going to be outside, yes? I mean," he stepped closer to her, purposefully not bringing up her display from outside, in favor of wrapping inconspicuous arms around her waist so that her back was pressed against his front comfortably, "strawberries are nice and sweet, but there's also going to be seared scallops in a jalapeno vinaigrette and pan-seared salmon in a brown butter sauce." Andre smirked at himself for using Bella's love for seafood against her, but it was also his way of getting her to talk and also not hide away from Valen just because she obviously didn't like her. It would mean there was no point of them all being together for the summer if she couldn't handle the girl's presence; she wasn't going anywhere, after all. "Are we really going to hide away for the rest of the day, babe? Because of Val?"

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His house staff had done right by him, and saved the largest lobster for him, as Owen had requested. Although there was so much to choose from tonight, Owen was sure that the lobster alone would fill him, so for now, that was all that he allowed on his plate. He carried the dish proudly back from the main house, where it had been saved for him, and back out to the party. He was pleased to see that by now, more people had started to help themselves to the food. A few minutes earlier, he had been momentarily worried that there wouldn't be enough food for all of the guests, but he knew now, that that fear was definitely unfounded. There were tables upon tables of gourmet food, and now, Owen was convinced that they would probably have leftovers, instead of running out prematurely. Although he wasn't picky enough to think that he was too good for food cooked a day earlier, he would likely send all of the remaining food home with all of the staff who had been hired for today's events. They had a chef on hand who cooked for them during the week, and even in their large kitchen, he doubted that they would have enough room to store all of this leftover food. It wouldn't be put to good use in their home, even with their summer guests, and it would be one more reminder, for their staff, that their service was appreciated. Although there was no denying that Owen lived a privileged life, he did his best to remain grounded, at least as far as that was possible. He didn't like mistreating the people who worked for him. As long as he had two arms, he could carry his shopping bags into the house. As long as his license was valid, he could pull his car into the garage and then walk back down the driveway to the doorway. He didn't need anyone taking his coat for him at the door, or serving him meals. If he had it his way, the Knights wouldn't have even had a personal chef or a crew of housekeepers. Though he appreciated the benefits of both, they frequently just seemed frivolous and unnecessary, and he would have been content living more simply than the family currently did.

As Owen navigated through the tables, that were now beginning to fill up, he found Rose sitting at one, on her own. A guy was lingering close by, and looked like he had just finished speaking to Rose. Owen offered him a greeting in the form of a nod, before stepping to where the guy had been standing, so that he was directly across from Rose. Since the guy didn't look familiar to him, Owen didn't question Rose on who he was, or if he would have known him from somewhere, and just assumed that he had to have been an invite of Rose's. "Hey! Glad you two found the good stuff," Owen smiled, as he looked down at Rose's plate. "Can I sit with you guys, or would I be invading some sort of romantic dinner for two?" he joked, glancing around. Andre wasn't sitting at the table yet, but just judging by the other plate at the table, he knew that his step-brother would be over soon. Although Owen wanted to bring up the incident from a few minutes ago, with Rose being less than polite to Valen, and then hurrying into the house, he opted against it. Clearly, Andre had taken care of it, if Rose was back outside, and Owen wasn't interested in delving into any unnecessary drama. The party was going well so far, and he didn't need to ruin that himself. That was what his sisters were for.