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Valen B.

"Oolong tea, crumbly English biscuits and budding flowers."

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a character in “Reunited for Summer”, originally authored by Guest, as played by RolePlayGateway

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name:
Valentina Rosario Bautista

preferred Name:
Valen

age:
24

birthday:
Nov. 3rd

sexuality:
hetero.

ethnicity:
Argentine and Italian

occupation:
Freelance artist.
Entrepreneur.
High Fashion model.



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History:
People often defined themselves by their tragedy, some moment that they let themselves built the remainder of their existence around. Valen never had that moment, everything always came easily to her. Her father was a politician in an aristocratic family of Argentina, and her mother a famous international model. Some would say their divorce was hard on her, but mostly it was difficult accepting a new unit of people into the life of her and her brother, along with the fame that came attached to their family name within the States.

Valens mother wasnโ€™t very active emotionally in their life, but she kept a presence. Often lingering over Valen, commenting on her diet choices or encouraging a work out. She allowed Valen to pursue whatever she wanted so long as Valen remained thin and beautiful. Valen went to the type of school that other artists sent their children to, to study music or dance or any other sort of entertainment or arts. She began with photography and modeling, much to her mothers chagrin.

As Valen became more involved with the modeling scene she came out with more and more provocative photos, and she came out with more and more controversial features. It wasnโ€™t until a couple years ago when she suddenly vanished from the headlines and her brother took her place that Valen began creating her own name for herself. She came out with her own fashion line, although most of her marketing was done through instagram - she developed a cult following.

Now, most her fame is based around her social media. She never had a great rapport with the media, often being labeled as frigid or rude. Valens been called a diva many times, but honestly she just hadnโ€™t the patience for most people. Until then she was content just being known for her looks, it was never worth sacrificing privacy for publicity.

Secret(s):
A few years ago during a political campaign involving her family in Argentina, they received notice of something that would "taint" the image of the family. A video of Valen in rather compromising positions was sent to the family, used as blackmail to extort money from the family. It never surfaced in the media, but there was a rumor floating around of it's existence. Valen never revealed the scandal to her friends or anyone outside of her family, but it remains on the forefront of her mind. Not only was she being filmed without her knowledge, but it was with a man she never would expect such a betrayal from - a friend of sorts. It made it sting all the more.

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loyal โ˜ฅ intelligent โ˜ฅ lush โ˜ฅ exhibitionist โ˜ฅ poised.
manipulative โ˜ฅ deviant โ˜ฅ stubborn โ˜ฅ rude.

Personality:
Born into the lap of luxury and status, Valen never had to work to have much. To most in her inner circle, it could create the stereotypical vapid and naive sort which Valen just found dull. She never found herself in the same scandals as others - of some drunken encounter with the law or some deviant sexual behavior. Her scandals were a lot less lewd, mostly involving her pursuit as an artist. Many people claimed her connections were what gave her her fame, but others would say it was when she was featured in a nude photo shoot. She then became an art model, becoming a popular name among the most exclusive photographers.

Her rise to personal fame, outside of her familial relations, was one of self realization. Within this community of models, photographers, fashionistas was a messy incestuous web filled with sex, drugs and adventure. Valen always kept her eye on the prize, and with little reservations she made her own impression easily. She was sexy, young, willing to do a n y t h i n g to accomplish her dreams - and she did do everything, willingly. She enjoyed being able to use her looks and her words to bend people to her will, it made her feel strong.

After a threat of the sex tape bounced back to Argentina during a vote directly related to her familyโ€™s political standing was used as blackmail, Valen was placed in a situation where she was threatened to have certain privileges and funds taken away from her. She went from her life outside of the midst of scandal, remaining just on the fringe of the hub, keeping her distance. Already within the most elite socialites, she didnโ€™t have to do much to remain relevant. Now she stays focused in her pursuit as an artist.

Likes:
sun bathing โฃ horror films โฃ lacey underthings โฃ crystal jewelry โฃ perfume โฃ photography โฃ greenery โฃ her brother โฃ calvin klein โฃ acrylic paint โฃ raspberries โฃ mini skirts โฃ Europe โฃ natural light โฃ cocktail dresses โฃ avocados โฃ springtime โฃ nudity โฃ chokers โฃ the moon โฃ wolves

Dislikes:
satin โ˜ audacious fashion โ˜ naivety โ˜ drugs โ˜ bad publicity โ˜ snow โ˜ small towns โ˜ prude โ˜ weddings โ˜ champagne โ˜ dramatic make up โ˜ new money โ˜ online shopping

Fears:
All rational fears are a check for Valen - demise or poverty. Perhaps her one and only fear is one day realizing the life she hasnโ€™t wasnโ€™t one she ever wanted. This is why she only goes after things she really wants, and doesnโ€™t let anything get in her way.

Aspirations:
To have her own legacy. At this moment, itโ€™s been alluded that her career is dependent on the connections of her family, but Valen intends to have her own empire. Sheโ€™s become involved in fashion, photography, writing, acting - and developed a following in each field. Her intention is to one day be known as an Artist, not as one thing or another.



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Height:
5โ€™6โ€

Weight:
13 Stones

Body type:
Slender, lithe, busty.

Hair color:
Dark brown tresses that just pass her shoulders
naturally silky with a soft wave.

Eye color:
Dramatic dark brown pools fringed in dark lashes
framed by thick eyebrows

Other:
A tattoo of a dragon wrapped around her finger
metallic blue green scales with a red forked tongue.
A ring about an inch big on her middle finger
right hand at all times
white gold twined like branches with leaves
two diamonds set on one end

Style:
Often one for simplicity
Valen prefers dark colors
easy to match
she often finds herself in lace
or racy tops
she often doesn't wear bras
and is known for her
risque outfits
but mostly opts for
short skirts
platform shoes
tanks

So begins...

Valen B.'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: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Valen B. 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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Character Portrait: Natalia dos Santos Character Portrait: Valen B. Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller
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Location: The Knight Home: The Pool
Dialogue Color โœฆ #06916C
Thought Color โœง #004E75



Under most circumstances, Natalia would have made herself and the side of the lawn that had been the dance floor the best of friends. Dancing and Natalia dos Santos went hand in hand, after all, and she could spend hours on the dance floor if anyone actually left her to her own devices. All she would need was a drink every half an hour and a new dance partner since not many she had had could keep up with her, and she'd have it made. However, it was also an outdoors event, they were in the sweltering California heat that only slightly dissipated as the sun began to set, and unlike a lot of her Cali brethren, Natalia had never been a fan of wearing bathing suits for show. She never lounged around when water was nearby; her family home in Angola presided along the coastal shore, after all. She was even a Water sign, after all. So, with a good group of rappers and DJ friends along with a few of her back-up dancers who had been in the area and bored, Nat had made herself quite comfortable over in the pool area while her brothers made their rounds. Nat might have been the one to post this shindig all over social media; that didn't mean she had to actually entertain anyone.

After a few laps around the pool, the last being her laziest and really just her floating on her back and then re-routing once her head had grazed an edge, Nat was ready to go back to her drink and lawn chair. Well, she was particularly ready for food and another hit of the joint she saw a few of her boys passing around, but only the latter was an option. She still some time before the food would be officially ready. She sighed as she made her way back to the shallow end of the pool, holding on to the railing as she stood back to her full height and ascended the pool steps. Knowing Owen, he was probably already freaking out over what Kylie was wearing or doing, but she was pretty sure both he and Andre would flip their shits if they saw the red one-piece she had slipped on for the evening.

She was pretty sure Crissy would be ready to throw the bitchiest of fits and it was enough to make her smirk. It didn't matter that Nat was already in her early twenties; her showing skin was like committing a crime if anyone asked her eldest brother, even when she was on stage sometimes. And, well, she was showing a lot of skin from her ample decolletage being constrained by the soft material of her swimsuit, to the toned abs barely covered by criss-cross strapping, and to the near backless view the ensemble gave as it led down to her ass. It definitely left little to the imagination. "Yaaaaaaaaaaasssss, sexy!" One of her newest back-up dancers, Katie, exclaimed the second Nat's full body came into view and Nat full-out grinned lasciviously, running a hand through her now curly hair. The natural curls were showing after her exposure to water and Nat was too lazy to actually care. She grabbed the towel Katie held up for her and ran it over her body before gliding it over her hair, attempting to pat it to semi-dryness. "Thanks, babe. Anyone call me?" Nat asked even as she picked up her phone as the girl answered in the negative.

At this point, she was pretty sure Chris was already buried in some random girl whose name he lost after the first drink or at least at the lounge with the former well on its way to happening within the next ten seconds. But it didn't stop her from texting him and her friends to see where the others were.

To: Chris
Don't forget da condoms, babe

To: Val
Headin 2 da bar. Wanna come?

To: Brooke
Where r u?

"Getting a drink," Nat declared and bent over to strap her feet into her Gianvito Rossi sandals from earlier. Throwing the towel back down on the lawn chair, Nat was ready to go before she thought better of it. It still wouldn't offer that much protection due to the semi-sheer material, but she slipped on the black cover-up. Only slightly satisfied, Nat was again ready to go before she thought better of it and gestured to the boys. "Gimme a hit of that," and a second later, Nat was taking a long drag of the blunt she'd been passed, exhaling slowly as she handed it back. The only slightly sweetened marijuana, laced with some kind of grape-flavored product that caused the smoke to come out purple, warmed her. Finally, Nat waved to the dancers before heading to the most populated area of their party, the barest hint of a smile on her face as she passed guests to get to the bar.

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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: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Valen B. Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller
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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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Character Portrait: Bella-Rose Rockefeller Character Portrait: Andre dos Santos Character Portrait: Owen Knight Character Portrait: Valen B.
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Location: Knight Residence- Lawn Bar
Dialogue Color : #b39eb5
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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: Valen B. Character Portrait: Brooke Rockefeller
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Haven returned the nod of a greeting that Nat gave her, and offered Brooke a quick wave too. "Hey girlie! I've never been better," she said with a playful smile, raising the drink in her hand. "What about you? Prepping for Fashion Week in September?" She had no problems with either of the girls, and socialized with the both of them fairly regularly, but not in a very intimate way. With Brooke, their interactions tended to revolve around work, and with Nat, it was primarily play time, when they socialized, but them hanging out was often more coincidental, than planned. They weren't the type to plan to meet up at clubs or venues, because they just weren't that close, but if it happened, they were content with tossing back a few shots together and posing for some pictures. Because of that alone, Haven liked Natalia. She seemed easygoing, and easy to have fun with, and Haven was quite happy with just leaving their relationship at that depth level. It was probably best that way, because then there were no weird feelings with Haven pulling Kylie into some scandalous situations, since the two of them weren't close enough where Haven felt like she owed Nat anything related to boundaries there. When the singer agreed that she would cover for Kylie, Haven's grin widened, but she was already halfway through ordering herself a California Iced Tea, to match Kylie's, so she didn't comment on it automatically. Her drink now still had at least a quarter of it left, but it tasted too non-alcoholic, and she didn't want to waste time on something that now tasted only of a mixer. When the drink was ready, she left the old one on the counter and refocused her attention on socializing.

Valen's arrival, and the way she had greeted both sets of the group, had somehow physically caused the two sets to drift closer together in the greetings, so Haven had a better view now, of Ariana, who seemed to storm off after Valen's arrival. It wasn't too alarming to Haven, who really didn't care about Ariana at all, but it wasn't difficult to notice it. She wondered what was up with it, for only half a minute, before mentally shrugging. Ariana's disappearance gave her a better view of Own and Andre, and that wasn't something Haven was going to complain about. "If I can get Kylie to live a little, we might go find Kendall later. You should come, I feel like I haven't actually hung out with you in ages," she said, jumping in to answer for Kylie when Valen brought up Kendall. "I'll do a round, but only if they're tequila," Haven agreed, a devilish tinge tainting her smile. Most people found tequila to be the most interesting of liquor choices, and Haven was no exception, finding the "one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor" saying, to be more than accurate on more occasions than she would actually admit to. "Kylie, you're taking one too," she asserted, as if it wasn't optional, before glancing at Nat and Brooke. "Tell me that you two are game, too. I know you can do shots, Nat," she said, faintly laughing at a flashback, before looking towards Brooke more directly, "But you... well, you still have to prove yourself to me on this front, Miss Brooke! Take one with us!"

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Brooke was glad to hear that Haven was doing alright, though the moment the blonde brought up fashion week, she got a bit excited. "What about you? Prepping for Fashion Week in September?" Brooke gave a smile as she responded, "Very. I've been working on a new line I hope will be ready before fashion week begins." The female stood there in silence as the other three girls went on talking among themselves. It was true Brooke was always more of an observer than a conversationalist, but that never seemed to bother her. At times in the past it seemed to make Natalia worry about her a bit, but that was just the way Brooke has always been. Rose was always the more charismatic out of the two of them. Brooke liked her privacy and she didn't see anything wrong with that.

When Valen made her appearance, she was a bit shocked that she even acknowledged her. The two of them weren't exactly enemies, because Brooke never really hated the Bautista, the two of them just had a rocky relationship was all. Mainly because of Valen's relations with her older brother, Christopher. At that moment she began to wonder where he was, but it didn't seem to bother her all that much because it was typical of Christopher to run late to events such as this.

The moment the subject of shots was brought up, she was practically ambushed by Haven to join them. Now Brooke isn't against having shots and taking in a bunch of alcohol, but in the past a few things were brought up that she would rather keep to herself. When she got too much alcohol in her system, there was no telling what Brooke would end up doing or saying to anyone. Any person in the area could be the next victim of Brooke's words or even violence. Hopefully Brooke wouldn't freak out like she did in the past. Maybe she would be able to keep herself under control more now that she is older.

"But you... well, you still have to prove yourself to me on this front, Miss Brooke! Take one with us!" Brooke stood there for a moment in silence giving it a thought before answering, "Of course. Why not? After all you only live once, right?" she stated with a chuckle.

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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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Lately, it hadn't been as rare as it had years ago, but Nat and Kylie getting along was definitely something that Kylie wished Owen was there to witness. He was the one who liked to dramatize any bit of conflict into the family, as if Nat wearing that bathing suit was an attempt at her tearing the family apart, or Kylie making some remark about one of Nat's songs was as horrible as her ordering a hit on her sister. At the same time, him being there to hear their conversation wouldn't have been ideal for her, so she just appreciated the moment on her own, making an attempt at reminding herself that this was why she needed to be nicer to Nat. She was nice to her (usually), but there were times (even if Kylie wouldn't admit it), that she was a brat just for the sake of being a brat. Her thirteen-year-old sense would reappear, and she would be unnecessarily sharp with her step family, usually only because her mother had gotten further than Kylie normally allowed, on that particular day. It was something that she was still learning to fight, honestly, and this recent family drama wasn't making it any easier. She nodded at Nat's catch, that she just only not do anything that Nat wouldn't do, which didn't feel restrictive at all, considering what Nat was known for. Kylie knew that a night out with Haven was going to spell trouble, but she wasn't feeling too reckless tonight. She didn't want any more public drama than she already had, and leaving the party early would be enough private drama to piss off Owen and Andre, for her liking.

Kylie probably would have declined the shot invite that came upon Valen's appearance, but Haven insisted, and so, she felt inclined to take one too. Normally, even if the tequila was top-shelf like this was, Kylie would have wanted to undergo the whole salt-tequila-lime routine, just because she struggled with tolerating tequila's taste, smooth or not. However, this liquor was smooth enough that they probably didn't expect them to need it with it, so when Kylie's came to her, she didn't wait to see if Nat or Brooke were going to take one too, and just tilted her head back, and poured it down her throat. The aftermath involved a little bit of coughing, as the liquor burned her throat as expected, but it all stayed down, which was something that she was proud of. Straight liquor wasn't her thing, and she knew she needed to stick to mixed drinks for the rest of the night. The California version of the Long Island Iced Tea probably wasn't the smartest mixed drink choice, considering that it contained curacao liqueur, rum, tequila, gin and vodka, but she had already ordered it, and she wasn't going to waste it. Besides, it didn't taste nearly half as bad as the shot had.

"Are you really going to stay here all night?" Kylie said, turning back to Nat, somewhat skeptically, after her empty shot glass had been taken by the bartender. She knew that this party at their house was actually going to be a lot of fun, and was probably one of, if not the, most star studded party of the holiday, but she expected Nat to be a little rebellious too. And she didn't trust that her sister wasn't holding out on better plans, that she would want to sneak out to too, over wherever Haven was going to take her. Then again, if she planned on bringing Brooke, the party was probably automatically going to be a dud, so maybe she wouldn't want to go after all.

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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.

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



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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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Christopher was running late for the Fourth of July party, but running late was one of his talents. Deadlines and being prompt weren't exactly priorities for him, and since he knew that this was a big event where his presence - or lack thereof - wouldn't be depended on to an extreme, he didn't feel the need to let anyone know that he was busy that day. He had stopped by Owen's house two days prior to drop off his bags, before taking a short flight to the San Diego area, where he had a photo shoot on one of the private beaches in the area. It was only something that took a couple of hours, but Chris opted to spend two nights there, hanging out and partying with a couple of the female models who he had been shooting with. It was nothing crazy, just some low key house parties that wouldn't end up in the tabloids, but it was also enjoyable enough that he didn't rush back upstate on July 4th. He had actually missed his early morning flight, and had to wait for one that left in the mid-afternoon. It was a quick flight, but he followed that up with a stop at his family's beach home in Newport Beach to grab a few more items he wanted for the summer, and then drove himself to Owen's house.

Upon arrival, he found that the party had certainly went off without a hitch, regardless of his absence, and for that, he was nothing short of glad. However, when he finally turned his phone back on after the car ride, he saw an array of texts from his friends and family. Natalia's made him smirk, but since he was already on the property, and now through the house and headed into the yard, he didn't feel the need to answer. He would find her instead, and let off his smartass remarks directly to her face. He assumed that she was going to be at the bar, and he would have been right too, but as he headed outside, he spotted Andre and Rose a few yards ahead of him. It didn't look like they were headed towards the bar area, but instead, the food tables that were being lined with trays of food that Chris could smell, even from where he stood. That in itself made him want to follow them, but at the same time, he wasn't ready to deal with that.

He was in a good mood, and it wasn't like he thought his sister or Andre would ruin that good mood, per se, but Rose's texts had indicated that she was "concerned" about him, and he wasn't in the mood for the questioning that he was sure would come, upon seeing her. "Where were you?!", "Why did it take so long for you to get here?", "You know it's not polite to show up late with no warning, don't you?" were all very possible conversation starters when he envisioned how greeting his sister would go, and he wasn't in the mood for that just yet. Maybe he was being dramatic, since especially lately, he had come to terms with knowing that no matter how badly Rose could irk him, she always had good intentions at heart, but he also wished that she would understand that he didn't need someone checking up on him. It was nice and all, knowing that she cared, but he was older than she was. She could claim to be more responsible or whatever she wanted to say, and it was definitely true, but as everyone liked to say, he was old enough to make his own choices and pay for them when consequences arose. He had done that all throughout his life, in respects to making stupid choices and learning from them. Right now, Chris felt like he was at a really good place in his life. He still "tampered" with some of his old habits, that definitely weren't the healthiest, but he didn't think that a line of coke every once in a while, or a couple of blackout drinking nights were actually going to kill him. He was trying to enjoy his youth, something that he thought his sister needed to do more of.

Instead of following them towards the food, he opted to remain unnoticed by the couple, and headed in a different direction. Now doubting that he would find Nat just yet, he sent her a text back saying, "Don't worry, I bought those flavored condoms that I know you like. We can test them out tonight. I just got here. Look around and follow the direction that all the girls are staring in, and it'll probably lead you directly to me." He knew good and well what her first text, about the condoms, was referring to, but he wasn't going to miss an opportunity at pretending that he thought she was concerned about him remembering condoms for them to use together. Once that was sent, he decided that there had to be some alcohol in the pool house anyway, so that was the destination he had in mind, but he stopped short, at the pool itself, when he noticed a very familiar, and very attractive, brunette in the water. "Scantily clad and wet," Chris smirked, when he caught her attention. "Just the way I like you." The two hadn't been an item for a couple of years, but that didn't stop them from remaining friends, and it was just in Christopher's nature to flirt with any beautiful girl he crossed paths with. Even now, Valen was no exception to that, and even though he didn't get into the water just yet, and opted to remain standing on the edge, outside of the pool, he took off his white v-neck and tossed it onto a nearby lounge chair, leaving him in just his swim trunks. "How've ya been, V? I feel like you've been avoiding me with how you always seem to be on the other side of the globe when I come back to town."

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The sun was still peaking enough through the clouds so Valen could enjoy the rays from the spot she had claimed as her own. This was where she had learned to thrive at parties, sitting away from the drama basking in the atmosphere. It was such a difference from herself a year or so ago, normally by now sheโ€™d be sneaking into a coat closet with someone or doing body shots. Instead she just kicked her feet in the water, digging the palms of her hands into the ground behind her so she could lean back and observe. Even soaking wet, hair ruined and lounging at the side of the pool, Valen knew she still blew most of the other women at the party out of the water - pun unintended. She ran a manicured hand through her dark mane, shaking out her wet locks when a drink was hovered in front of her.
Dark eyes rolled upwards, and her lips tugged into a satisfactory smirk at the face she found. The hand she had just used to shake out her hair crawled up a muscled limb scrunching up her nose playfully. โ€œMarc, I canโ€™t believe you made it!โ€ Valens greeted the handsome model she had seen walk up and down the runway in many fashion shows. She accepted his drink and the man sat down beside her, also submerging his feet, they kissed one another on the cheek - Marc was French, he understood the cultural compulsion.

โ€œI canโ€™t believe you did, I thought you had died youโ€™ve been M.I.A. for eons at this point. I thought youโ€™d come back with a rib less or a new nose,โ€ She glared at him, โ€œnot that youโ€™d need it!โ€ He added, clinking his drink against hers. The good thing about Marc was that she didnโ€™t have to pretend with idle chit chat with him, it was the European part of both of them. They could just sit in silence, sip on their drinks and enjoy the show. Marc leaned over to point out Bella-Rose as she came back onto the lawn. โ€œI witnessed your not so friendly encounter with the Golden twin earlier, it seems sheโ€™s rejoined the masses.โ€

Valen scoffed.
โ€œWhatever, sheโ€™s hardly a blip on my radar.โ€ She said, sipping the last of her drink. It wasnโ€™t worth to stir up conflict, this wasnโ€™t her home - she was at a disadvantage here. If she wanted to see tomorrow, she had to play nice. Valen didnโ€™t even really dislike Bella, but she was always Bell had always made it clear she didnโ€™t enjoy Valenโ€™s presence. โ€œI thrive on the effect I have on others.โ€ Valen winked playfully.

โ€œSpeak of effect on others..โ€ Marco said, gesturing towards the house from the pool where none other than Christopher Rockefeller made an entrance. Valen smirked, cheekily looking away as she finished the rest of her drink. Like his other siblings, Chris received attention just for who he was - his presence was always immediately known by all those attending. Valen couldnโ€™t force herself to look at Rose, she knew she wouldnโ€™t resist to smirk if she saw the girl looking back. Instead, Valen looked to Marco - pushing her now empty glass into him. โ€œIs that a cue?โ€ he laughed, taking her glass into his hand as he got up to leave.

โ€œHardly, just thirsty.โ€
Marco disappeared to the bar for refills with Valen left sitting on the edge of the pool. It wasnโ€™t along until the inevitable happened. She wasnโ€™t surprised when Chris managed to come across her, it was only a matter of time. She chose not to comment on his compliment, trying to suppress a smile. He tossed his shirt onto a lawn chair, asking Valen โ€œ"How've ya been, V? I feel like you've been avoiding me with how you always seem to be on the other side of the globe when I come back to town."

Well that wasnโ€™t entirely untrue. Most of her recent work had been in Europe, a choice she made because of her need to be out of the States for a while. In most other parts of the world, the modeling and entertaining industry were less intertwined in pop culture than in the states. With her step dad alone, Valen wouldnโ€™t be able to avoid the A-listers - and thatโ€™s when you lost the privilege of privacy. Other parts of the world it was easier to disappear into mystery. โ€œCouldnโ€™t avoid you if I tried, papรญ - just avoiding the incessant media that flocks all the fun people on this side of the globe.โ€

As much as it killed her to play nice Valen didnโ€™t want to upset Bella any more this early on in the night. She stepped out from the pool, her hair fussing with her hair, loose waves shaking out. There was always that moment where Valen felt the compulsion to ask about his health, how he was doing - but this was a party and Valen was already a few drinks in. Then she had to decide between tempting darkness or walking away, Chris knew things about her - of how far she could go for a thrill, it was addictive when someone knew those parts of you and enjoyed you all the more for it. Usually by now Valen would have pulled one of her sneaking into a coat closet with someone - probably somewhere that you could still hear the party on the other side of the door.

But that was Valen before she had to straighten out, she was too aware of potential consequences. This didnโ€™t stop her from closing the distance between her and Chris to speak into his ear, leaning into him. โ€œBut I suggest you to be avoiding me if you want to stay out of trouble,โ€ She whispered, smirking as she glanced over to Bella in good humor. Valen could feel the heat of the glares of anyone who looked their way, it wasnโ€™t uncommon when it came to Christopher - or any of his siblings. She took in a sharp breath as if she had something else to say, still leaning in to speak to Chris. Instead she stopped herself, no good could come from her saying what she wanted. Valen leaned in closer, hand resting on his chest as she gently kissed his cheek, but instead of the quick muah she usually delivered along with a greeting, she lingered. โ€œItโ€™s good to see you, Chris.โ€ She said.

Valen gathered her shorts and shoes, glancing over to the bar. Natalia and Brooke were still at the bar, and she could see that Haven was making her way to the food - undoubtedly to soak the alcohol up a little. โ€œNataliaโ€™s at the bar, Iโ€™m sure sheโ€™ll want you to come say hi.โ€ She winked to Chris as she walked off, slinking into her shorts as she went.

โ€œUgh, whenโ€™s everyone going to start getting naked?โ€ Valen bitched as she found Nat, reaching behind the bar for a stray cherry, popping it into her mouth with content. Valen had a tendency to claim places were boring her due to lack of nakedness when she just felt uncomfortable and it was easier to pretend she wanted to leave. She ordered a drink and looked to Brooke with a mischievous look, โ€œSorry, I use nudity to deflect my emotions.โ€ She joked.

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Natalia only rolled her eyes at what almost sounded like an accusation from Kylie, though she didn't deny it for what it was. Last she had checked, there were those on TMZ who apparently shipped herself and Chris, and a good number who had speculated for years on what their relationship actually was. Even Isabel occasionally would sneak in a questioning gaze whenever Chris emerged from Nat's room shirtless or when Natalia came home from his place wearing pretty much only his shirt and a pair of heels, not a lick of shame in her joints as she sashayed into the kitchen for breakfast. She didn't bother entertaining her own mother with an explanation nor did she choose to entertain the media...other than when she purposefully teased them. Besides, the expectation - give who his family was - was that she would at least act a bit like she wasn't attracted to one of her best friends. And well, that would just be a plain lie, wouldn't it be?

"Whatever floats your boat, sis," she remarked with a scandalous grin, glancing back at the bartender when she felt the light brush of a icy cold glass being pressed against the warm skin of her elbow. Nat pulled her hair over one of her shoulders to hide the shiver at the contact before accepting the rum and coke graciously. Soon enough, Haven was dragging Kylie away and the only parting acknowledgement Nat gave was the wiggling of her fingers in the girls' direction. Besides, there was a cute redhead making her way over in a pink bikini and well, Nat liked them pretty in pink.

Which was why she was lazy in greeting Valen when the girl returned to the bar. It had been at least five minutes since Kylie and Haven had been with her, and Nat already had the redhead - Crystal? Christine? Crissy...something like that - blushing a cute little rosy shade that clashed only slightly with the deep red of her hair. Nat chuckled lowly at how easy it was to get the other woman to redden and she offered one more salacious appraisal of the porcelain, spoon-shaped figure in front of her and a brush against the soft slender hand resting on the bar before turning to her best friend. She leaned back the bar then, resting both elbows onto the smooth surface so that her back was arched only slightly, but she was reclined just a bit comfortably without taking a seat. "I use nudity to avoid emotions in general," she replied with not an ounce of shame, staring imploringly at her friend due to the shadowed look over Valen's face. An expression that appeared most when she had interacted with Chris. Nat chose to toss the redhead a teasing wink before continuing, rather flirtatiously with, "When do you wanna start stripping? I'm sure I can convince the DJ to give us a suitable track." The redhead giggled, but Naya's eyes were on Valen, an eyebrow faintly risen in question because if she needed to, she could get serious. All she needed was a signal.



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"Hey, Kyles. Haven," Andre greeted them, amused in his head by the fact that he knew she didn't like many people using nicknames other than her name, staring with an inquisitive eyebrow at his sister. He hadn't heard Owen officially say anything and Kylie was dressed...modestly. Meaning that it was only Natalia who decided to put on a show today, which was rare. They were home. Nat was the one who didn't always try to play dirty because she was home and normally didn't need to, and even though it was a party, that was still her way of thinking. Kylie, who he always thought liked to get attention, would be the one trying both his and Owen's patience. And yet, the roles were reversed and he couldn't help but be just a bit...wary. He did, in his pondering at his younger sister's intentions for the evening, turn to flash Haven an answering smile. "And you look ravishing, Haven. Glad to see you." Owen might flounder in the girl's presence because Haven had her moments, but Andre...he wasn't as taken aback nor riled up. He had to deal with a sister who mastered the skill of throwing people off, attempt to thwart the one who was learning the former's ways, and he did half of the same things to manipulate people. He wasn't affected by Haven's flirtations, though he could tell in her tone what it wasn't meant to be. It was a relief. The last thing he needed was Bella getting territorial over another female he decided to interact with. Like you're in any better, the voice in his head decided to cut in, and Andre shook it away, grateful when Bella decided to take over just a bit.

Andre only hummed, a slow rumble, as Bella spoke with both Kylie and Haven, staring at the top of her head just slightly in a puzzled fashion. Bella was already notably frazzled by Valen's presence, but it wasn't always this...visible. Sure, Andre knew she was not a particular fan of Haven, and he didn't necessarily blame her for it, but she was brisker than normal. Immovable in trying to get away, particularly when she returned from having fixed their plates. "I'll be right there," he answered decidedly, staring directly into Bella's eyes with intent before turning his attention to Kylie, the slightest hint of a smile on his face. Andre waited until Bella was gone before speaking with his sister. "So, which event do you plan on going to tonight? Don't worry, I'm not exactly gonna stop you, but I'd like to at least be able to say that, being the concerned brother that I am, I can speculate what time you'll be coming home sober."

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Valen made a good point. The paparazzi, especially in the big cities like Los Angeles and New York, were relentless. When you left the country, you still saw a lot of them in the major international cities as well, but it was a lot easier to remain off of their radar, if you wanted to. It was different from how it was in LA, where you couldn't go grocery shopping or pump gas at the gas station without being photographed, so Christopher couldn't blame Valen for spending some time away from all of this madness. It was a nice reminder of the Valen he had known some time ago. The two of them got a bad rap for being wild and out of control, and to an extent, that was definitely true, but Chris also knew a more toned down side to Valen. Both of them seemed to use partying and drinking and using drugs as a coping mechanism for something, and though they rarely actually discussed or delved into anything deep, during their time together, CJ appreciated the non-partying side of Valen a lot; maybe even more than he appreciated the opposite. That was easier to say now though, that both of them had taken a step back from that life. Sometimes, Chris wondered if he and Valen could have been perfect for each other, had they grown close at a different point in each other's lives. Like this summer, or even five years down the line. They both would have been far more mature than they were back then, and maybe actually ready for something serious. It was something that he had been pondering more lately than ever, only because he knew he would be spending the summer with Valen, but although it was a common thought on his mind, it wasn't something that he actually thought of very seriously. He knew that the past was the past, and what he and Valen had needed to stay in the past. Unlike his family, though, he wasn't worried that becoming intimate with Valen would once again transport him back to that time in his life. He had enough control, thank you very much, to know that he didn't want to return there, and besides that, Val was more sensible now too. Just judging by how she really had seemed to disappear to Europe for a while, it was apparent that she wasn't as involved in that lifestyle as she used to be, either.

He didn't shy away from her contact, and he would have been lying if he didn't say that having her so close to him for the first time in what felt like forever, turned him on, but she didn't leave him much time to respond before she disappeared. All he could say was, "It's good to see you again too,", before she was gone. Even though he knew Valen well, she left a lot to be wondered. She was mysterious in a weird way, and it took a lot of self-restraint for him not to follow right after her, especially when she confirmed his thought that Natalia was at the bar. He knew better than to chase after her though, and even more than that, he knew that being at the bar would tempt him to order something with liquor in it, and he didn't want to start his day off with that. He had only just barely killed off his hangover from last night's partying, and since today's events involved his family, he was going to do his best not to let his buzz get too far today. Instead of straight liquor, he opted for a beer that he was able to grab from a server who was headed to the bar, apparently to refill their stock.

Even if he had wanted to socialize, seeing the food being put out on the outdoor dining tables immediately signaled to Chris that it was time to eat, and there was no way that he was going to put that off for a minute longer than necessary. After touring the tables, his plate ended up being stacked with roasted corn, filet mignon, a few grilled chicken breasts, and some french fries. Although he said hello to a fair amount of familiar faces along the way, he was mostly looking for Owen, who he planned on complimenting immediately on the food choices. There were more high end choices available, with dishes that looked like Chris' mother, herself, had picked them out, and then the more traditional barbecue foods, too. He didn't prefer one over the other, but was definitely in the mood for a lot of meat and protein tonight. Though he didn't cross paths with Owen, while filling his plate, he saw the next closest thing to Owen... or two of the next closest things to Owen. Andre and Kylie. And Haven, but she didn't fall into that "similar to Owen" category in the slightest. Chris approached them with a grin on his face, though it was mostly directed at Haven, over the other two. Normally, he would have preferred to ignore Andre, or if Bella was around, offer him a simple greeting and leave it at that. He wasn't particularly close with Kylie either, but Haven was a different story, and she was too fun and likable for Chris to just walk past. "Looks like I found the perfect people to eat with," he said, announcing his presence, though his eyes remained only on the girls. He did look up and offer Andre a civil nod of acknowledgment. It was surprising that Rose wasn't by his side, but then again, Christopher wasn't pressed to be with his family just yet. "And it seems like blue's the popular color over here, but I'm not even gonna hate on it since you two look fine. Eighteen couldn't have come soon enough, Kylie." That last sentence came with a smirk of its own, and Chris didn't need to elaborate to explain what he meant. "So, what table are we sitting at?"

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As Brooke continued to sit in the hot tub, sipping on her pina colada she began to notice everyone making their way towards the food. The female sighed and climbed out of the hot tub. She figured she mind as well make herself seen, eating something even if it were just a couple crackers. The last thing she wanted to deal with right now was getting questioned about her eating habits when just the last time everyone was together she couldn't seem to keep herself away from food.

As she began to push her way through the crowd, towards the lawn where the food was being carried out and rummaged through by the partiers, she spotted her older brother. Low and behold, Chris actually made it, she thought to herself with a slight smirk. Though she couldn't help up get upset about the group he proceeded to hang around. Out of the group, the only two she could at least tolerate if not fully get along with were Andre and Haven. But the other girls, she couldn't understand what he saw in them. But she had no say in who her brother spent time with or not, all she could have is an opinion.

Brooke arrived to the buffet tables before grabbing a plate and put a few crackers and a couple other small things on her plate before proceeding to have a seat with the small group that she never cared all that much for. After all, she mind as well sit with people she knew than people she hadn't. Brooke was never too great at being alone with strangers unless she had no other choice. The brunette took a seat at the table as she greeted everyone, "Hey," she stated with a small smile before going silent and started to practically nibble on the food before her. She would definitely be lying if she said she weren't hungry, but she wasn't going to eat a bunch of unnecessary junk. The last thing she needed right now was to gain weight. She needed to look perfect in the eye of the public in order for her to keep her fashion line up. If putting food aside was a way she would have to do that, then she would do it and that is exactly what she was doing.