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Ariana Rockefeller

"The prettier twin."

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a character in “Summer Reunited”, as played by Collapse

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"The woman who doesn’t need validation from anyone is the most feared individual on the planet."
— Mohadesa Najumi



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Name:
Ariana Camilla Rockefeller

Preferred Name:
Ariana or Ari

Age:
22

Birthday:
February 1st

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Occupation:
Businesswoman | Model | Socialite



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History:
The Rockefeller name comes with a lot of privilege, and Ariana was introduced to that fresh out of the womb. She's the oldest child of David Rockefeller, Jr. (73), and Diana Newell-Rowmen (61), but only stole the oldest child spot by two minutes, since her her twin sister was born shortly after. Besides the twins, David and Diana also conceived a son together. Her parents were both career-oriented people but didn't allow their children to be raised by nannies, as many of their friends did. Both parents were heavily involved in Ariana's childhood and were the main people who encouraged her to reach her full potential. It wash a major reason for her success in life, but also garnered an unhealthy level of competitiveness in her, especially when it came to her twin, Colette. No matter what Colette did, Ariana had to do it better. It's still prevalent even now that they're older, but has turned into more of a love-hate relationship than just a hateful one.

She attended The Buckley School in Sherman Oaks for grades K-12 and flourished there. She was the top of her class academically and was the girl that no one dared to cross socially. Her popularity may have been obtained by instilling fear in her peers rather than adoration, but regardless, she was the Queen Bee. All it took was one wrong look and you could be sent to the bottom of the social ladder in an instant. Her parents wanted her to be the best at everything and she was determined to do so. If maintaining her spot at the top meant becoming a bully, so be it.

Following high school, Ariana enrolled in UCLA and earned a business degree in three years. It wasn't so much a necessity for survival as it was a way to further prove her intelligence. Ariana would never have to work a day in her life if she didn't want to, but after graduating college, she launched her own organic cosmetic line. It's been almost a year since the products have been on the market and with the growing number of eco-aware customers, the line is thriving. She's in the process of working on a line of house ware items made from recycled, environment-friendly materials which she hopes to launch this winter.

Secret(s):
She's cheated on Owen twice in the year they've been dating.


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Positive Traits:
Observant | Quick-Witted | Astute | Well-Articulated | Appreciative

Character Flaws:
Competitive | Vain | Vengeful | Cold | Instigator

Personality:
Ariana would describe herself as being a strong and independent woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to take it. She's assertive, confident, outspoken and bold and believes all of those characteristics are necessary for success. Her leadership skills are exemplary, especially in the professional work space, but a lot of this can also be attributed to how manipulative and cold she can be. She knows how to word things to make sure people know not to cross her without having to explicitly say it, and she often leaves people wondering whether she just gave them a sincere compliment or an underhanded insult. Ari thinks that being aggressive garners respect, and while it sometimes does, it also creates fear and prevents people from wanting to get close to her. She's rarely challenged, but has never had many close friends, especially girl friends. She knows how to be sexy and flirtatious and captivate male attention, but when it comes to females, her character flaws always seem to destroy friendships.

Her competitive nature may have something to do with underlying self-esteem issues. Instead of recognizing that she's great as herself, she thinks it's necessary to be better than others to prove her own worth. If she's not the smartest, the fastest, the wealthiest, than what good is she? It didn't take long for her to realize that it's impossible to be the best at everything in life, but she isn't comfortable with just accepting this as a fault in reality. If she feels threatened in any way, she lashes out. It's never usually an obvious attack, but she's not above instigating negative situations and trying to ruin people's happiness to make herself feel superior. It's toxic, unhealthy and just plain mean, and more and more, she is beginning to feel guilty about it. She doesn't understand why she can't be happy with her own life without stepping on others in the process, especially now, when she feels like she's old enough to be beyond the petty games.

Despite the dominant negative traits, she isn't entirely frozen over. She's generous with her fortune, genuinely appreciates the people who work for her and help her, and is protective of her close friends and family. Although she has no problem screwing them over, she does take offense when other people wrong them and will stand up for them. Her reputation is extremely important to her and since she believes that "you're judged by the company you keep", she doesn't want anyone she associates with to be criticized or involved in scandal either.

Likes:
Social media | Sour candy | Healthy eating | Manicures | An even tan | Autumn in New England | The smell of the ocean | Febreeze | The Big Bang Theory | Money | Power | Competitions | Roses

Dislikes:
Losing in anything | Chocolate ice cream | Criticism | Beer | White bread | Overly salty foods | Sexism | Rejection | Unrequited love | One night stands | Rap music | The welfare system

Fears:
Being cheated on | Never developing close relationships with people | Sharks

She has no major phobias but is a noticeably jumpy person. She's easily startled and can't stand when people sneak up, surprise or prank her.

Aspirations:
She wants to run an empire and make a name for herself outside of her family's. Her cosmetics line is taking off and she plans on expanding it to incorporate other product types in the near future. Right now, she's more career-focused than anything else and while she does want to get married at some point, she's not ready to settle down just yet.



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Height:
5'5

Weight:
Approximately 120 lbs

Hair color:
Brown

Eye color:
Brown

Other:
Her ears are pierced once each. She has no additional piercings or tattoos, finding them to be excessive and trashy.

So begins...

Ariana Rockefeller's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Ariana Rockefeller Character Portrait: Carson Koch Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Colette Rockefeller
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Wednesday, July 1st | 6:00 PM | Beverly Hills, CA

Owen and Ariana had spent the past week in London, where she had a slew of business meetings, and had just returned to LA this morning. Between jet lag and just the exhaustion from running around all week, Owen hadn't been in the mood to wake up at all today, let alone at eight in the morning, but he did so without a complaint. His father and Aimee were attending the private screening of one of Patrick White's new films and out of courtesy, Owen agreed to go as well. After a plate of bacon and some cold orange juice, he was ready to face the day, especially after seeing the elegant yet form-fitting dress that Ariana was wearing. It almost made him forget the amount of stress that had been building up inside of him about what the next few weeks would include. Tomorrow morning, his parents, as well as many of their friends, were scheduled to board a private jet to Europe to reconnect for a few weeks. All of their children would be spending the summer at Pierce and Aimee Collins house which would have been more than exciting, if they were all friends. Besides Alexandra, Owen felt like he was on good terms with everyone else, but he oculdn't say the same for the others. Most specifically, he was worried about Tinashé and Ariana. No matter how hard he tried to remind himself that the girls' problems had ended almost ten years ago, there was a part of him that knew that neither of them would be happy residing together.

When Owen had returned home from the movie screening, the house was not only filled with friends, but with staff members scrambling to make sure that the house looked flawless. Pierce and Aimee had offered to host a dinner party for the cast and crew, wanting to take advantage of the huge entertaining spaces that the estate offered one last time before their trip. There were tens of people in the kitchen preparing appetizers, entrees and desserts, people dusting, vacuuming and mopping floors, lights being hung in the backyard, lawns being mowed and boxes of alcoholic beverages being carried into the home.

By the time cars started to pull down their long driveway, the home looked like something out of a dream, and Owen was sure that Aimee was to thank for that. While Pierce relished in the estate's built-in vineyards, he wasn't too particular on the rest of the home's details and gave his design-savvy wife free reign to decorate and arrange it however she pleased. Clearly, she never failed to impress, especially when company was coming over. However fancy that house was dressed up to be, the mood of the party was going to much more casual than many of the soirees they usually hosted. After showering and changing out of his suit, he slipped on the outfit that Ariana had suggested he wear the day before. Admittedly, he felt like he looked like he was more likely to go bowling than socialize with his father's friends, but he put it on anyway. He'd modelled far worse outfits in the past and more importantly, he didn't want to offend Ariana.

Since he barely seen any of his friends yet this summer, he was anxious to find them, though the large house would prove that to be fairly difficult. Most of them had moved in the previous day, but Ariana had went to her family's home after the movie screening to get her bags and was supposed to be returning shortly. He hoped that everyone besides her was home and dressed, but had a feeling that most of them wouldn't have taken the initiative to go downstairs and socialize with the guests yet. Always wanting to make a good impression, Owen decided to wait on seeking them out and go downstairs himself, but not before sending a couple of text messages.

To: Shay
Tell me you're already down here mingling? I don't wanna rep our family alone.

To: Carson
Where are you? They just put the filet mignon out. Surprised you're not over here already lol.

To: Alexandra
Dad wanted you ready by 6. Where are you? And let's lay off the makeup tonight.

To: Ariana
Tell me when you get here :).

To: Colette
Ik Ari isn't here yet, but are you? I'm heading downstairs now so if you are, come find me.

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Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Ariana Rockefeller Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller
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Wednesday, July 1st | 5:00 PM | Beverly Hills, CA



The chauffeur was woken by the sudden sound of knocking that came from inches behind his head. Eyes groggily turning toward the darkened window behind him, a groan was heard as he lowered the automatic window that separated him from the young woman that had crawled over the seat to reach the pane of glass. "Yes, Miss Rockefeller?" He had not even considered wiping that sleepy look from his eyes. After all, the girl and her "guest" had kept him up the entire night since she had gotten back to the Golden State.

"May I ask what time it is?" The smile on her expressions concerned him. From all the years he had driven the Rockefeller family, there were specific smiles they gave that sent chills down his back. "It is -" The man turned his head toward the clock in the car, but he never even got the chance to repeat what he saw. "It's 5:03. Tell me, Roger," His name was Richard, but what does it matter? "Can you do math?" "Yes Mi-" Once again, interrupted. Colette was not expecting an answer. "Good because you're going to figure out how we're going to make 90 miles in 60 miles per hour streets."

She did not wait for his answer. Typical. Roger was going to get her there on time, as always, but she was simply not a morning person - if 5:00 P.M. could even be considered morning. Already, she was setting to work. Her top coming off first as the young woman sifted through the small excuse of a closet situated in the back of the limo. Yes, closet, she was not in caveman in that she would wear one outfit for more than a few hours.

"Nice car." The voice came from the side, mixed with the roar of the engine. "Didn't seem that big last night." "Nothing seemed that big last night under the influence of alcohol." The witty retort was responded with a snort from the man that sat shirtless in the corner of the limo. "Savor it. Good? Now get out." Colette had an after party to attend. "Woah, wait there little lady. I mean-" She was already opening the door for him, one hand pulling him out of the limo that was already beginning its drive. "At least give me my shirt!" From the tinted window flew out the shirt that he had called for, and with it, the vehicle was off.


Wednesday, July 1st | 6:00 PM | Beverly Hills, CA
Outfit



Her phone was having a party of its own.

By the time the limo came to a stop, the young woman was unrecognizable from earlier. Her hair hung in soft waves against her shoulders, lightly brushing over the bright Valentino top matched with the floral patterned Max Mara skirt. With Jimmy Choo heels and Chanel bag to match, her make-up reflected the same casual sunny look her outfit was going for. Colette's color scheme matched the California weather perfectly - and with her new summer clothing line coming out, such bold colors were definitive of her style. The sunlight streamed in as the door was pulled open by the chauffeur, who had already begun the process of transferring the insane amount of luggages into the large household.

Ik Ari isn't here yet, but are you? I'm heading downstairs now so if you are, come find me.

That was the first message she saw as she clicked on her phone that would not cease its constant vibrations. The number held no name - Colette knew perfectly well who it was. The number was all too familiar.

That message had wiped away the smile in exchange for the exasperated roll of her eyes as she swiped to delete the message and onto the next one. If Owen was looking for a response, then he had underestimated her determination to avoid his presence at all costs even in his family's household. At least the next message did not further dim her day.

From: Shay
I'm not trying to go in there w/ just Owen. Text me when you get here.

Shay was practically the reason Colette had reluctantly accepted the invitation. While the Upper East Side was growing to be dull, Beverly Hills was like mismatching a pair of bikinis. It was awful. "I will have your luggages delivered to your room. Will that be all, Miss Rockefeller?" The man's courteous voice had startled her from her daze. Glancing up from the phone, this time the smile was genuine. "Take the day off, Remy. Keep your phone near by, in case I need an escape route." Richard. His name was Richard, but he had to give the girl credit for her creativity in names that started with "R".

To: Shay
I'm too sober for this.

There was her indirect form of informing her friend that she had arrived. The large estate was hauntingly familiar and the last time she had stepped foot in this house seemed strangely far away.

To: Shay
On the watch for your brother. Who's up for two months of hide-and-seek? XOXO

The second text was sent as she stepped through the front doors of the large estate. Not once did she glance up from the phone that has yet to leave her hand. From Owen's earlier text, it was apparent that her evil twin has yet to arrive. Maybe a game of hide-and-seek with her mirror image did not sound too painful. Somehow, this sounded like a cheap knock-off of a teen horror movie.

To: Chris
If you wear that T-shirt you think you look so cool in. I will not forgive you.

The playful text was sent to the only sibling she wished to see this summer. Not one move or even a thought was given to texting her twin. Though with that last text, she raised her gaze from the comforting world of social network. "Time to enter the real world," She faintly mumbled to herself. With all its drama and chaos.

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Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Ariana Rockefeller Character Portrait: Carson Koch Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Aiden Chang
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After touching down in LA, Ariana left Owen, citing business meetings in Burbank as the reason for why she wasn't heading directly back to his house with him. In truth, she did have to stop by the office for a few minutes, but it definitely wasn't for as long as she had suggested it was to Owen. She didn't feel bad for doing so. She had spent the last week and most of the past two months side-by-side with him and honestly needed some space. That was especially true since she agreed to spend the next eight weeks at his home. It would have been a much easier decision had her parents not scheduled construction work on their own Beverly Hills home. Then, at least she would have been able to spend a few nights a week at her own house. She supposed that she could always come up with some emergency that called her to the New York apartment or Miami house, maybe even their chateau in the south of France. At the same time, a part of her was excited for the summer. Her attraction to Owen had been growing, and even if she wasn't as committed to a long term relationship with him as he was to her, he was fun to pass the time with. He was a trophy boyfriend in the very least.

"Babe? I'm waiting outside, come get me," Ariana said to Owen through the blue tooth speaker in her car. She had opted to drive herself to Owen's house for no reason besides that she wanted to have access to her car over the next few days. Rather than park it with the rows of guest cars, Ariana pulled past that area and down the driveway to the Collins' garage. She typed in the pass code that Owen had shared with her months ago and one of the doors pulled upwards, revealing an empty space inside. She left the white car inside and as she waited for Owen to meet her on the front walkway, she slipped her phone out of her clutch to text Aiden and Carson.

To: Aiden Chang
Hey Aiden! Are you at Owen's already? I just showed up, hope I see you :)!!

She was nicer to Aiden than she was to most people, but in her defensive, it was hard to not be nice to him. He was always friendly and caring and sometimes even brought out a softer side in her.

To: Carson
Where's my favorite philanthropist?

To: Alexandra
Your favorite sister is here ;)

When she spotted Owen headed towards her in the outfit she had recommended, she squealed and stepped towards him. "I missed you," she whispered into his ear before pulling him in for a gentle kiss. She held the position for a moment, running her hand through his tussled hair before stepping back. Her eyes met his and she was satisfied with how captivated he seemed. It almost made her feel bad about sleeping with one of her coworkers/exes last week when they were in London. Almost.

As they headed towards the house, she slipped her hand into his. "Is everyone here already?" she inquired. She had spotted her parents' BMW among the sea of cars so she knew that they were there, but was more interested in the kids their age. Her brother and sister were probably at the top of that list, but she was also prepared to see Tinashé too.

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Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Ariana Rockefeller Character Portrait: Carson Koch Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Colette Rockefeller Character Portrait: Oliver McKagan
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Tinashé's response and Alexandra's lack of one made it apparent that neither of his sisters had plans to follow their parents' request for them to actually be present at the party. He tried not to let it bother him. The guests would probably be here for another three or four hour and he reminded himself that it wasn't his job to police his sisters, now matter how necessary it seemed. Not only did he genuinely have their best interests at heart when he pestered them about things, but he also felt like he needed to help Pierce and Aimee. Both were good parents, but both had equally been through hell and back raising two teenage daughters. Sometimes he thought that it was nice to give them a break by taking care of some of the petty issues on his own.

Instead of texting the girls again like he wanted to, he put his phone into his pocket and opted to make up for their absences in extra mingling. He allowed his father to introduce him to men that he was sure he had met before, and agreed to show some actor's wife to the nearest restroom. He laughed at jokes that he didn't find remotely funny, accepted a glass of Pauillac from a passing server and explained several times when asked about his sisters' whereabouts that they were still upstairs getting ready.

"That's women for ya," Mr. Craig Sanders chuckled after hearing the explanation. He was an older gentleman at maybe seventy or seventy-five years of age and had been a writer on Mr. White's film. Owen had met him a couple of times before but only considered the man to be an acquaintance. He wasn't sure if the man was just getting old or if he genuinely didn't care, but he was always calling Owen by the wrong name. Regardless, Owen laughed along out of courtesy and as he spotted Alexandra and Chris quickly passing by the doorway, he attempted to excuse himself from the conversation. Before he could, however, Craig pulled two cigars out of his pant pocket.

"You ever smoke a 'King of Denmark', Warren? Here, show me out back and you can try one."

"I appreciate it, Sir, but I don't smo-" Owen tried to politely reject the offer. Smoking was a bit of a guilty pleasure, secret habit for him. He knew his parents would murder him for picking up some an unhealthy habit, and only did it when he was very stressed, or away from home. It was hard for him to decline tonight, though, since he was quickly interrupted.

"Nonsense! I won't take no for an answer, son. You won't know what you're missing 'til you try one."

It seemed useless to argue, so with a forced smile and nod, Owen led Warren out of the room, down one of the long hallways and out to the side of the house. Thankfully, only a few minutes after they stepped out into the cool summer eve air, Craig's phone went off. He motioned to Owen that he would only be a minute but after five minutes, the man's pacing and ranting to whoever was on the other end of the line didn't seem to be ending any time soon. Soon after, his own phone began to ring and as he answered it, he heard Ariana on the other line telling him that she was here.

"Of course. I'll be out there in a second," he replied with clear relief as he hung up. He caught Craig's glance for a moment but the older gentleman shooed him away- a rejection that Owen happily accepted. Rather than walk through the house and possibly be caught in conversation with someone else, he opted to walk to the front of the house outside. Their property was large enough that it took him at least seven or eight minutes to reach Ariana but when he did, he couldn't have been happier. They had been apart for less than twelve hours but it felt like forever. Even if she wasn't the most beloved girl in their friend group, he couldn't get enough of her. "I missed you too," he smiled, reluctantly allowing her to pull away from their kiss.

When they reached the door of the house, he waited to open it until after answering her question. "I'm honestly not sure. Most of the adults are here, but I haven't spoken to any of our friends yet today. Shay is around somewhere, and I know I saw Alexandra and your brother in the hallway earlier, but besides them, I'm not sure." The answer to her question was better answered when they opened the door and he led her inside. Feet away from the door stood both of his sisters, both of her siblings, Carson and Oliver. Rose, Jamie and Aiden were missing, but besides that, it seemed like the whole gang was there.

Some of his favorite people were all in one room together, but Owen wasn't sure if that was a good thing. He almost immediately doubted that it was going to be possible for everyone to live in one house together, no matter how big it was. "Hey guys," was all that he could come up with as he gave a slightly awkward wave to the group that he was beginning to feel like they had intruded on. He wanted to chastise Tinashé for leaving him hanging with a bunch of old and boring people, and Alexandra for blatantly disregarding their father's request that she not dress that way, but decided that it wasn't a good time. Even the presence of Carson, his best friend and a guy who always seemed to lighten the mood, didn't alleviate the stress that he expected would soon be coming on.

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Character Portrait: Ariana Rockefeller Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Jamie White Character Portrait: Oliver McKagan Character Portrait: Aiden Chang Character Portrait: Rose Kensington
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Wednesday, July 1st | 3:30 PM | Beverly Hills, CA | Aiden's penthouse






Aiden has just merely returned to his own luxurious penthouse in Bev Hills after the movie premiere. It's not like that he's really thrilled with premieres like this now. You can say that he has pretty... well, got used to them. Somehow he missed the feeling of excitement and privileged when attending his first few movie premieres when his career began. But still, this is his job and he got to build up a nice image in his audiences. Aiden didn't get to play the main character this time, but he was satisfied that he has really did his best and put his all in this movie, like he always do with his works. From what he observed during the premiere, everyone seemed to show quite a positive expressions so Aiden secretly wishes that this one will be a success, especially when Aiden got to play a character who was a rebellious teen. This is not a the first time he played a role who was so out of character to him, but he was a bit nervous like the first time, actually. Although it was quite relieving when he found out that he was working with Mr. White, Jamie's father, someone whom he always admired.

Aiden is actually quite excited and is looking forward to the next two months with his friends. All of his belongings had already been moved and now he was about to head for the recording studio for his upcoming album which was predicted to released at the end of this year, though he needs to get back to his penthouse first because a certain someone who was really really special was waiting for him.

Upon entering the penthouse, Aiden couldn't be more happier to see that his lover, Krystian, was sitting on the couch while reading a magazine and waiting for him. Aiden's smiles light-heartedly and then gave the taller man and hug from the back. "Hey, missed me?" He said with a sweet voice as he gave him a kiss on his cheek. It's been a week since they got to meet each other due to their schedules so they gotta find opportunities when they're free and weren't bothered by paparazzi alike to be close to each other. Things have been going like that since they began to date last year.

"Can't you tell? I almost could have thought I'd went to the premiere and brought you home." Krystian smiled back as he ruffled his fingers through the soft locks of Aiden's hair.

"Well, I figured." Aiden said playfully as he went to sat next to his lover, "so, what do you wanted to do now, hmm?"

Krystian then turned to his lover with a teasing hint in his eyes, "You know, I've been kept hungry for the last whole week so of course there's nothing I'd wanted more than a dose full of my oh-so-adorable Aiden..." The taller man closed his magazine and throw it on the table as he pinned Aiden onto the couch, "So, in the mood?"

Aiden sighed as he felt himself being pinned against his couch. It was true that Aiden has always been carefree and innocent, but he wasn't so much of a virgin. When it comes to these things, he was far from innocent though and he can get turned on quite easily. Somethings that he wouldn't want people to know. As much as he wanted to be close with his lover right now, he still got things to do. "I'll have to be at the studio half an hour later so maybe next time. Don't wanna turn you off too, but we're celebrities after all, right?" He said as he gently pushed Krystian away before sitting up himself.

"Bummer." Krystian sighed as he leaned against the couch then shrugged. "Well, don't worry though. Look on the bright side, you're not going to be utterly busy like we're now so I'll make you return double later." He said with a teasingly voice and a smirk. But Aiden just chuckled, "Then good luck holding back until then."

And then, the two of them sat back and talked for a while before it's time for Aiden to go. They'd be saying goodbye for now. Both of them left Aiden's penthouse and parted into different directions. Although both of them are lovers now, things are pretty much the same like when they're still friends. But they both know how influential they're now and their relationship gotta stay in the dark or else a lot would happened.




Wednesday, July 1st | 6:05 PM | Beverly Hills, CA | Departed from ADR Trailer to the Collins' mansion





After finishing what he got to do at the studio, Aiden notices that it's a bit late at the party now so he better get moving for now. He can notices a few paparazzi was hiding in the corner near the studio. Sighing, he was so tired of them. Don't they have anything else to do rather than keep following him around? But that's the price for being famous, he guessed so he better acted normally for now. He stretched his arm and yawned. Finally he got a chance to relax now. It was then that he received a text from Ariana. Smiling, he texted back and sent some new messages for the others too.

To: Ariana
Just finished work and now on the way there. I was a bit late already, didn't I? :(

To: Jamie
Hey, r u there yet? I'm on my way now. Hope to see u there :)

To: Rose
Hey Rosie, Aiden's here. Have you been there yet? See you there, kay? <3

To: Oliver
Wassup, bro? Been there yet? xD

To: Chris
Hey, Chris :) Arrived, no? Hope to see ya there


He tucked his phone back to his pocket and fixed his sunglasses a bit before getting on his Audi A5 Cabriolet, headed for the Collins' house. I guess I'm late... A while later, he finally arrived and already saw that a sea full of cars were already there. Aiden found an empty spot and parked his car. Got off the vehicle, he made his way to the door. If Aiden remembers correctly then he will be the oldest one of the kids, though not by appearance. His parents might already be here too. Stepping through the door, Aiden felt a pinch of excitement lighten up in his stomach. It's been a while since he has ever has a chance to be with a whole group consists of the children of the most influential in the U.S.

Upon entering, he went to find his parents first and greeted them as they introduced them to a certain people. Aiden tried to be as nice as he could. He always wanted his parents to be proud of him. After a while, he excused them and went to find his friends and saw that pretty much everyone was here, except for Rose and Jamie. He walks up to them and greeted with yet another friendly smile, "Hi guys."

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How her expression lighted up at the sight of her friend. A sudden change, with not a trace of her earlier look of distaste at having seen Owen’s message. ”Casual dress code? What are we, cavemen?” There was no doubt that Colette had received the memo for the dress code. The pompous comment was hardly an exaggeration for her.

Instantly, the two friends were acting as if they have not seen each other for ages, when in fact it was mere weeks before Colette had visited Shay in Paris. Shay’s arm looped around hers, and the sound of Colette’s laughter rang through the estate. ”I would not mind hide-and-seek at the spa.” The brunette raised her hand as to pluck a pink macaron off of a silver platter. ”So long you have something fruity. The New Yorkers do not know how to make a Sangria to save their life. As she complained, for about the fifth time since her arrival the day before, about the Upper East Side’s incompetence in making beach cocktails, the faint vibration in her purse reminded her of the phone’s presence.

From: Chris
HEY the green mushroom shirt is a classic. Don't hate coco

”Oh my God, he’s going to do it.” The fearful prediction was soon proven to be reality as she raised her gaze from her phone, toward the familiar figure that was making his way toward them. In that instant, she even forgave him for using the name “Coco”. Her brother calls her by a stripper name, her sister a dog breed, tells a lot about each of their characters. ”One of these days, I will sue you for your criminal sense of fashion.” The accusing tone was hardly serious, but at the comment about her twin, the sudden drop in her smile was blatantly obvious. Two months. ”I’ll get the candles, you get the holy water.” If only she could play everything off as a joke in front of her sister. And if only a banishing spell or something of the like can repel evil spirits like her.

”And aren't you looking... bright today,” Amazing how quickly a smile can be plastered onto the bitter expression that was there merely a second earlier. Though of all, she had seen him most recently. ”And you look as scrubby as always.” The returned hug was complete with an expressive raise of her brow toward Shay. The look of ‘I know something that you don’t’ was always there in the presence of those two, but the second she released him, the playful look was gone.

”Hey guys,” The voice sent chills down her back. What was that Shay was saying earlier about heading in? The smile on her lips was strained, refusing to even turn to acknowledge the one that had was closing in on the distance between him and the group. The pair of high-heeled steps that followed was also far too familiar. Speak of the devil. ”What was that about hide-and-seek?” She had lowered her voice to a level that only the girl beside her should hear. The other faint ”Hi guys” was hardly acknowledged as Colette turned her head to greet the incoming trio. Of course the first time she had to see them was for them to be together. ”That’s adorable.” The brunette nearly hissed through her smile. ”I’m going to go vomit now.”

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Alexa followed Chris through her house and smiled at his dramatic detour from the room his parents were in. She didn't want to see her's either, so she didn't complain when they circled the room and ended up at the grand stairwell in the front foyer. They weren't the only people present in the entrance room, however. Her sister Tinashé and his sister Colette were present as well. Alexandra wasn't in the mood to socialize with her sister. She knew she was being a drama queen about the whole thing, but especially since Chris hadn't denied the claim that they were sleeping together, she was still annoyed. Tinashé had some nerve to agree with her dad that she not go to Europe just because she wanted to sleep with Chris uninterrupted. Presents were probably the best way to win Alexa over though, so even as she rolled her eyes at her sister's remark, she couldn't stop herself from smiling faintly. "Nick Jonas doesn't compare to the boys I got to hang out with while you were gone anyway." Or more accurately, boy, and as if on cue, he walked in. Carson Koch. The most perfect creature to ever walk the Earth and best first-time she could have imagined. She didn't even notice Oliver walking beside him as the twenty-three year old came in, hugged Colette and Shay, and greeted her and Chris. Her 'hello' wasn't as enthusiastic as she would have wanted but she knew it was just Carson trying to keep their relationship on the down-low.

"Let me have some?" she had stepped towards Tinashé, gently pulling the glass from her sister's hand before waiting for any approval. Suddenly, she didn't feel the need to wait to indulge in alcohol anymore. If she wanted to get enough courage to talk to Carson seriously tonight, she was going to need some liquid courage. She was ready to turn around and follow the group to wherever they were going with drink in hand when the front door open again, this time by Owen and Ariana. She quickly thrust the drink back into her sister's hands out of instinct more than actual fear. She didn't really care if Owen saw her drinking since she disregarded his wishes all of the time without a second thought.

"Too late," she smirked at Shay, who she knew was trying to avoid confronting Ariana for as long as possible. Unlike maybe everyone else in the room, Alexa wasn't on bad terms with Ariana. In fact, with her own sister's disappearance, she had gotten fairly close with Owen's girlfriend. She knew that she and Tinashé had a rough past but if it was okay for Owen to sleep with the girl, she didn't see how it could be that bad for her to just hang out with her. Besides, Tinashé had ditched her. It wasn't like she was getting the "sister of the year" award either. Still, her relationship with Ariana wasn't as strong as her's could be with Shay and regardless of how buddy-buddy she could act with Ari, she had no real alliance with her. "Hi Ari," she smiled as she pranced over to hug the girl. "Oooh, I love your shoes. Where did you get them?"Okay, so maybe she didn't care that much about Ariana as she did about bothering Tinashé still. But at least Owen couldn't complain about her having a bad attitude when, according to the cold air that had come in with the pair, few of the others were pleased to see them.

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Owen was little help in preparing her for who she would be dealing with upon arrival. Although she appeared to be cool and collected, she was caught off guard when she stepped inside to find Colette, Chris, Alexandra, Tinashé, Carson and Oliver standing right in the foyer. She had expected to at least have a few minutes to prepare herself before speaking with them and she definitely hadn't thought that she would be dealing with all of them at once. 'There's no time like the present,' she reminded herself as she pasted on a smile and studied each of them. She didn't spend much time looking over Carson, Oliver or Chris. They were all easy to deal with. "It's so nice to see you, Carson!" she exclaimed, her smile turning a bit more flirtatious as she wrapped her arms around him. When she pulled away, she offered a wave to Oliver and then embraced her younger brother, who was taller than her even with heels on, in a hug. "Christopher, I thought Mom threw that shirt out," she said disapprovingly once she had released him and studied his attire. If there was one thing that she and Colette could agree on, it was that Christopher needed a wardrobe makeover.

Her eyes lingered longer on her twin sister who she had to admit, looked nice. Like Ariana, Colette knew that one could never be overdressed for an event and her fashion-obsessed sister never failed to impress clothing-wise. It wasn't much of an enviable talent, as they could all afford to hire stylists to do that for them, but since it was the only talent she thought her sister had, she would let her think it was important. The girl needed something to live for. "You look cute, Collie," she said sweetly, although she was sure her sister would be able to hear the condescending undertone that she possessed. Despite them only being minutes apart in age, Ariana always treated Colette like she was younger and less able than she was. Even if she wasn't that much younger, she definitely did feel wiser that Colette in every other aspect.

Her gaze turned to Tinashé and she genuinely did have the intentions of saying hi to the girl when Alexandra spoke up. Her attention was redirected to the younger girl and her smile became more genuine when she complimented her shoes. "These old things? I actually found them in Collie's closet." She glanced over at her sister again, "Hope you don't mind that I'm borrowing them." The fact that they generally wore the same clothing sizes was one of the perks of being a twin. Even if her sister did object to her wearing them, it wasn't like she was actually going to take them off. She made a mental note to tell Alexa that she needed to lose the heavy makeup later on, but for now, she kept quiet.

Now that Ariana had sufficiently interrupted her introductions, she didn't think it was necessary to go back to Tinashé. She was sure that the girl was still offended over the things she had done to her when they were children and Ariana certainly wasn't going to apologize. It was probably better that there first interactions weren't in front of the rest of the group, especially with Owen standing next to her. She had done a good job of keeping up her good girl reputation around him and if anyone could send that crashing down, it was Tinashé.

After Aiden slipped inside behind them, she waved at him too but didn't want to stick around to chat right now. She needed a martini ASAP and since she felt like her entrance was sufficient, there was no better time to leave than now. "Come, let's get something to drink," she said, tugging Owen's hand.

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Tinashé couldn't even allow herself to giggle at Colette and Chris' greetings to one another, nor could she really give Alexandra's ever present attitude much attention like the girl typically wanted. As soon as Owen called to the group and the sound of heels accompanying him filled her ears, she knew they had not moved fast enough and mentally cursed the entire group. She even pressed herself a bit closer to Colette, remaining as discreet as possible because Lexi had given her a look that had Shay two seconds from slapping her like one of her parents should have done five years ago. Taking a sip of her Mai Tai, she finally allowed her eyes to drift towards the one person she didn't want to see: Ariana Rockefeller.

In the past, that name sent chills to her spine and cold, hard fear to her chest and made it hard for her to breathe. She had always felt frozen in the hallways of Buckley when Ariana and her followers would call to her in the halls, the tiny hairs at the back of her neck standing upright as if they could somehow catch the jabs and harsh criticism from girls who probably still wet their bed if some of the rumors had said anything. Tinashé started with Ariana's shoes. Or, Colette's shoes now that she remembered them. "You wore them better, btw," she whispered very quietly to her best friend. Her eyes drifted further upwards, to the tasteful attire Ariana was sporting. While Shay had never been frumpy in her appearance growing up, the constant and sickening admiration Buckley kids showered Ariana with always made her feel bland and unattractive in the former Queen Bee's presence. Ariana's hair and jewelry? On point, as always. Other than Chris, it seemed the Rockefellers were always going to be attuned to the latest trends and fashions. Finally, Tinashé's gaze finally met Ariana after the girl acknowledged Alexandra.

And all she could do was smile, even when Ariana could say nothing.

Now, when looking upon her worst tormentor and the one person who doubted her the most, Tinashé couldn't - for the life of her - remember why she cared so much about Ariana Rockefeller. She couldn't remember why it was that Ariana had been so sought after and looked at like some sort of goddess - some symbol of perfection that could never be attained or even allowed to be close to. She couldn't remember how she could have possibly stood for so long against the biting words and hits, even if Ariana herself had never raised a hand but allowed her posse to do so. Instead of the fear and the anxiety, all she could feel was a chill that had not been present before. It tightened and coiled deep within her, squeezing at something inside of her in such a painful grip that she ended up having to drink some more of the alcohol in her hand in an attempt to alleviate the uncomfortable feeling. It wasn't the hurt from the many nights she came home crying only for her mother to turn the other cheek. It wasn't the many lyrics she had written out on papers that would never see the light of day because if they did, it could tarnish the Rockefeller name and she could never do that to two people who made her Buckley years bearable. And it wasn't the fear that clawed its way up her throat every time she had once wanted to say something at Ariana that could hurt - that could make her feel something other than the unwanted and truly unfounded resentment she seemed to have had for Tinashé.

It was rage.

Unadulterated and unchecked rage that was slowly eating away at the carefully constructed layer of her sanity, forcing her to link back up with Colette in fear that if she did not have someone who could ground her, she'd finally do the one thing she had been wanting to do since she was thirteen and acquired her black belt in taekwondo: whoop Ariana's ass. The smile she gave Ariana was not welcoming. It was not warm and kind like the one she would give Jamie, Aiden, Oliver, and anyone who wasn't Ariana. It wasn't the truly endearing smile reserved for her family and best friends. No, it was cold and seemed to spread over her heart-shaped face with an ease reminiscent to the bitches of Buckley and every mean girl that ever existed. It spoke volumes and try as she might, the only change she could make was when it slipped into a small smirk just as a familiar face popped behind Ariana.

"Hey, Aiden," she said smoothly, the lilt in her naturally soft voice edgier than normal. She wasn't composed like Colette and the others. Years of shoving down her hurt left her not as skilled in that department and she needed to be as far from Ariana as possible. She pulled at Colette, muttering to her, "Project hide-and-seek starting now," she said and unlike Ariana, she didn't' feel like announcing that she was leaving. She pulled her best friend with her further into the house and away from their group of friends and blended in with the various guests until they were near some models and a few actors from the film. "Sorry...I-I-I just..." It was rare for Tinashé to show that she was affected by one person, a sort of shield she had managed to put up between herself and the outside world so that they could never see that vulnerability again. However, Colette was one of the few people she allowed such a privilege and she downed the rest of her alcohol. That action shouldn't have given her as much relief as it did. "It's been so long since I saw her face to face. I wasn't exactly...ready." She shot her bestie an apologetic look before pulling out her phone.

To: Jamie, Rosie
Pleaze tell me ur on ur way?

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"Hey Aiden, nice to see you." Aiden's arrival was a good opportunity for Owen to pretend he wasn't paying attention to the way that Ariana was interacting with everyone else. He shook his friend's hand and gave him a friendly smile but was soon forced to return his attention to the others.

Owen knew that there was no way that Shay and Ariana being back in the same room together after so long was going to go seamlessly, but for the circumstances, he didn't think it went that poorly. Neither had verbally acknowledged her which was probably better than them trying to sort their problems out right now, or pretending like they had no issues and acting like friends. He had picked up on his sister's peculiar facial expression, mostly because he was watching her closely in case she came up with some nasty comment or tried to shred Ari to pieces right in front of them. Ariana had probably purposely left Tinashé out of her greetings though, so he guessed that the look was justified. No, he knew the look was justified. Even if he hadn't known Tinashé during most of the bullying, the stories had been relayed back to him by her mother and his father. Ariana had made her life a living hell and it was not only wrong, but ignorant, for her to think that she could just suddenly let go of those feelings. Owen knew that, and he was a good enough brother to not expect Tinashé to do so. At the same time, he needed her to be open to at least talking with Ariana about it. If she gave his girlfriend a chance to apologize, maybe they could start over, or just be on civil terms while they all lived together. There may not have been much benefit in a friendship for either of the girls but it took less than five minutes for him to realize that there was no way that he could spend a summer with the two of them hating each other. Their house was big, but not big enough for the two to ignore each other forever.

As Ariana tugged him inside, Tinashé and Colette had turned to walk down the opposite side of the hallway. He wanted to call out to them and tell them that Ariana would join and he'd meet them with drinks in a few minutes, but he refrained. It was too much of a dream, of wishful thinking. Besides, he wasn't sure if Colette and her sister were on decent terms either. The girls fought often, but he had never seen it in more than a sisterly-bickering manner. The way she had ignored his text earlier hinted that maybe she even had a problem with him. Owen had no idea what he could have done to a girl that he considered to be a close friend, but imagined that maybe she was siding with Tinashé in him being wrong for dating her mortal enemy.

He followed Ariana into the most populated room in the house. The servers were beginning to fill banquet-sized tables with different steaming dishes and since today's party was on the casual-side, it was a buffet-styled meal rather than a sit-down one. A passing cocktail waitress offered the pair martinis and although Owen declined the offer for himself, he did take a Manhattan off of the tray for Ariana, and swiftly handed it to her. He hoped having a drink in-hand would put her in a better mood for his next question. "Hey, do you think you can try talking to Shay tonight? I know whatever happened between you two was years ago, but I think she might still be upset about it." He tried to tread carefully, not because he was scared of Ari, but because he didn't want to give her the wrong idea. He didn't want her to go to Tinashé and act like he had given some sob story about how she was still a broken little girl because of the years of bullying. At the same time, he wanted her to realize that Tinashé was his sister and even if he had never brought it up, he hadn't forgotten how poorly she treated her either.

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Rose was very late.

She was almost never late for anything, but after going on the tour with her best friend Shay, she was dead-tired. When she had returned to her house in the early morning hours, Rose could only remember crashing in her room. As she drove to the Collins' house, no, mansion, Rose was only now fully awake. She was about 10 minutes from the actual house, but its looming presence could already be felt, and the top was poking through the trees and buildings surrounding it.

Her car was the only flashy thing she owned. Rose hated driving, since her parents had died in a crash, but Shay had insisted on her learning- right after she'd gotten her own license. She only drove herself because she couldn't trust a chauffeur. At least she had a cool car. The only reason Rose was even bringing it was because she might need to get away from the madness. And madness there would be. She knew that some of the girls hated each other with a passion, especially Shay and Ari. While Rose didn't know what it was to have enemies, she could always sense the high tensions between the two. Pulling out her phone when she felt it vibrate, Rose read quick texts from both Aiden and Shay.

From: Shay
Did you go home or stay here?

From: Aiden
Hey Rosie, Aiden's here. Have you been there yet? See you there, kay? <3

The little text heart at the end of Aiden's message made her heart do a little dance. She had had a crush on Aiden for... well, for as long as she could remember. She knew that he only thought of her as a sister, and tried to keep her feelings down. After all, she did have all of her friends to look out for. Even though Rose constantly had problems with putting everyone before herself, she was always supportive of anything her friends did or needed, sacrificing her own time in a heartbeat. She was too nice to say no.

Pulling into the driveway of the Collins' mansion, Rose checked her phone again. Another text from Shay had popped up.

From: Shay
Rosie: Pleaze tell me ur on ur way?

Rose sighed. If she could guess, Shay was probably trying not to claw out Ari's throat. Being on the tour with Owen had been fun, but she could feel the complicated emotions for Ari's boyfriend stewing in her best friend. Noticing that the text was also to Jamie, Rose's eyebrow rose. Her sister was usually on time, but her wallflower tendencies might have held her back from the huge party. Shrugging, she texted back Aiden and Shay.

To: Shay
Sorry Shay. I went home after the tour because I was tired, but I'm back now.

To: Aiden
Hey Aiden! I'm here too. I was there last night, but I went home after.

Rose smiled as she sent the texts. Her meticulous grammar was apparent even in her texts. Walking up the steep driveway, she was glad she'd worn flats. High heels would be torture to walk with up this driveway. A valet took the car after Rose got her bags out. Carrying the two suitcases into the house, she spotted tons of people she didn't know. Her father's movie, of course. Handing her suitcases to one of the staff, Rose maneuvered the long hallways down into the game room. She assumed that was where everyone was gathered, and she found herself correct as she entered the packed room.

"Hello everyone." Rose's soft voice didn't usually make a dent in the conversation, but with the charged emotions she could feel, at least a few of her friends would be grateful for her appearance.

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To free space for her martini, she released Owen's hand and readily accepted the drink. The first sip indicated that it was a little too strong for her normal liking, but today she wouldn't request a new one. She was probably going to need it. It wasn't that Ariana needed to get drunk to feel confident enough to confront people and be herself, but it never hurt either. At work, she could send interns scattering with one icy smile. When she was in school, all it took was one up-and-down glare for a classmate to know they had made it to her list. Today though, and for the rest of the summer, she was supposed to be with friends. Everyone that she just spoke to (and didn't speak to, in Tinashé's case) were supposed to be people that she loved and cared about. There was no room for being bitter and nasty with them, because that was the opposite of how she was expected to treat them. It wasn't that easy for her, though. She had never been able to switch her abrasive personality on and off depending on who she was with and while it was a barrier that kept her from being hurt, it kept out any real and genuine friendships with it.

Though she never acknowledged it, of course she saw how close both of her siblings were with Tinashé. She knew how Owen and Carson were like brothers, how Jamie and Oliver were both weird together in their own little world. Oliver and Chris both seemed to want to get Alexa in bed, no one ever grimaced at Aiden or Rose's arrival, and she had witnessed herself how close Owen had come to pursuing Colette. Sure, she got along well with Owen and Carson, and Alexa too, depending on the girl's mood that day, but Ariana never felt like she really belonged in the group. Whether it was brought on by her own past behavior or not, she wouldn't admit, but at least in the present it forced her to remain guarded.

After accepting her drink, Ariana led Owen to an empty table. She had spotted her parents on the other side of the room and knew that she needed to speak with them at some point, but first she wanted to eat. Just as she was about to ask him to go make her a plate of food, he brought up the dreaded topic of apologizing to Tinashé. She kept a cool smile on her face as he spoke, and leaned in closer to him to act like she was actually interested in what he had to say. It was apparent that the topic of conversation was making him uncomfortable but that was unexpected. Having to stick up for his loser of a sister for her entire life couldn't have been easy and it was clear that little had changed since their Buckley days. "Of course I'll talk to her," she reassured him. "You don't really think she's had nothing better to do than dwell on what happened when we were kids, right?" Step one: make Tinashé seem like the obsessive and dramatic one. "I mean, I do remember that there were some girls who I hung out with who weren't nice to her, but I didn't think it would still be bothering her this many years later." Step two: eliminate any blame from herself. She would talk to Tinashé, maybe with Owen there as a witness, but that didn't mean that she was going to apologize, or at least apologize for what Owen expected her to.

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"Uh, no, I forgot. They're in the trunk now." Oliver was caught off guard by Carson breaking the silence in the car. He had been lost in his own thoughts, mostly worrying himself over how the summer would go. Even though Carson lived in his own apartment now, Oliver had spent a few years living in the same house as his stepbrother and wasn't worried about doing so again this summer. He saw Jamie, his best friend, almost every day too, so there were no reservations with her. He and Rose were friendly, mostly due to his connection with Jamie, and he was friends with Shay, Aiden and Owen as well. His relationship with Colette was definitely weaker since no matter how many times they had seen each other, she was always calling him by the wrong name and clearly didn't find him to be of much use to her. They were different, and Oliver was okay with where they stood. At least he preferred it to how he interacted with Ariana, who found out about his blog almost a year ago, and since then, he's tried to avoid her like the plague.

Lastly was Alexandra, Owen and Tinashé's sister. When he moved to LA and started attending Buckley, Alexa was the first girl he ever developed a real crush on. She was popular, came from a world-renowned family, and had the rebellious attitude that he could never muster in himself. She was cool, and he began to idolize her. It probably didn't come across as a big deal to most people since Oliver has made it clear that he's more than willing to get with any girl in the friend group, thanks to his futile yet relentless attempts of seducing the girls. However, his crush on Alexa is more than just corny pickup lines. Her presence makes his heart race and his sentences become jumbled messes. She's totally out of his league and nearly everyone's told him that, but he hasn't given up. What better opportunity to woo her than this summer when he's literally going to be living a few doors down from her?

As exciting as it was, it also put Oliver into a panic. He had spent all morning attempting to work out in the gym in his family's home. He wasn't very physically fit, something that he readily admitted, and after only a few minutes of weight training, he realized that he was probably a permanent lost cause in that department. Instead, he opted to use an exercise bike and swam a few laps in their pool. Following a long shower, he spent the rest of the day packing and over thinking every possible scenario that could go down over the summer. In the midst of it all, he forgot to bring his bags over to the Collins and by the time he remembered, Carson was already calling him down to the car.

Oliver made no attempt to keep up with Carson after he got out of the car as he had to haul his two suitcases inside with him. When he made it through the doors, he found the foyer to be more occupied than he would have guessed. After a few minutes, everyone besides Jamie had showed up, but just as quickly as it filled, it began to empty out. He didn't have time to greet Tinashé or Colette before they separated and disappeared down the hall, or Owen and Ariana who entered the dining area. That left him with Carson, Alexandra, Chris, Aiden and Rose, all of whom he was sure would be going off to do their own thing soon anyway. If Alexa hadn't been so focused on Carson, Oliver would have said hello, but he used that as an excuse for himself to not have to approach her yet. "I'm going to go put my stuff upstairs," he said to no one in particular as he picked up the bags again. He was sure that some of the house staff would have taken care of it, but it was another excuse for him to avoid interaction with Alexa yet, and one that he would gladly take. Besides, his best friend wasn't here yet and if anyone was worse with socializing than him, it was her.

To: Jamie
What's your excuse for missing another party this time???

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Between Shay's physical jab and Colette's verbal one, Carson was grinning by the time that Owen and Ariana walked in the door. Unlike both girls, he was happy to see the pair. Owen was his best friend, and while being in the same room as him and Lexi made the guilt churn in his stomach, he tried to ignore it. What happened, happened and as long since Lexi had managed to keep quiet about it up until now, he hoped she could do the same for the rest of eternity. What Owen didn't know wouldn't hurt him and just as likely, wouldn't hurt Carson. He was friends with Ari too, and probably one of the few people who was happy to see the pair unite a year ago. Although he was homeschooled and didn't attend Buckley with the rest of the crew, everyone knew that Ariana was the girl that every guy wanted to not only sleep with, but date. She was that untouchable prize that you dreamed about throughout your awkward teen years so he couldn't blame Owen for seizing the fantasy now that he had the chance.

He stepped forward and returned Ari's hug but was somewhat relieved when she and Owen left the room. Besides Alexandra, it was clear that he really was one of the few people happy to see them together. Since he knew Shay so well, the way that she kept her mouth shut and pulled Colette away from the group spoke volumes to him. He knew that Ariana had caught her off guard, even if she hadn't spoken directly to her. Colette was clearly put off by her presence too, but he guessed that after literally growing up with the former queen bee, Colette was more used to Ari than anyone else. If anyone could combat the girl's poor vibes, it would be the one who shared her DNA.

In the moment after Owen, Ariana, Colette and Tinashé disappeared, Carson lingered in the foyer. Should he chase after the two girls, or follow his best friend and girlfriend into the dining room to socialize? Aiden and Rose had walked in amid the chaos, so as he considered the options, he gave them both a distracted half-wave. Oliver struggled to pull his bags upstairs and in hesitant decision, Carson turned to follow the path that Colette and Shay had taken. "I'm going to go see what the girls are doing," he explained mostly to Aiden and Rose, although Alexa and Chris were still present. He could hang out with Chris any day without things being awkward, but even though no one knew about his night with Alexa, he was going to make an effort to limit his time with her.

The two girls had done a good job at distancing themselves from the group, since it took a few minutes and a few minor conversations with acquaintances before he caught up to them. "Really? You two are going to try to ditch me this early on in the summer? Not cool, not cool." Shay's expression alone showed that she wasn't in a great mood anymore but he hoped he could lighten the mood.

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How she could feel that condescending tone even before her twin parted her lips to speak. You would think that after years spent with your mirror image, it would become easier to deal with yourself talking back to you. In Colette’s case, the twenty-two years were spent with that chilling tone that always made herself feel worse than ever. Though she adapted. There was no choice but to adapt. And at the greeting that only she knew was implicitly condescending, Colette’s smile was blatantly strained. Of all the nicknames, it was almost destined that her sister uses the one that was a dog breed. Not even a bitter thank you was heard. If anyone could take these jabs, it was her.

Another bite was taken into the macaron in her hand as Colette forced herself to remain silent. A tantrum at the moment would not do much to make the sisters’ reunion anymore pleasant. The smile she had plastered on her expressions did not reach her eyes and looked more mocking than anything. At Ari’s mention toward her shoes, Colette’s eyes drifted down in recognition of the heels. Sharing became a requirement for someone that had a twin, but when they reached eighteen, it no longer became necessary - and for Colette, no longer desired. One would imagine her surprise at seeing her shoes as well as the faint narrowing of her eyes at Ari’s comment of it. ”No, you go right ahead.” Any bystander could almost taste the tension in her words that were laced with bitter sarcasm. ”It goes well with your outfit.” And yet that was all that they shared: Looks and fashion sense. She refused to associate anything else of hers with Ari.

Shay’s quiet whisper was acknowledge with a faint bitter smile. It was a moment of sincerity that she only gave her friend in the presence of her twin. The tragic fact was that she did not agree. Those shoes fit perfectly with Ari’s style - as perfect as the way she composed herself. Though she was proud. The aura of rage that Shay was radiating was almost material. Any longer they stay in her twin’s presence and the less likely the silence was going to last.

Thus she did not resist when Shay initiated “Project Hide-and-seek”. A small wave was given to those that remained, including those that just joined the group. What was that guy’s name again? She was rather sure it started with a “C”. She could be wrong.

”Breathe.” She watched her friend down the rest of her drink. That was not a good sign. ”Spit out the poison that girl emits just by being present.” She was always better at handling it. DNA goes a long way in adapting to someone’s presence. Then again, it was simply Colette’s way of dealing - pushing it down until it explodes in a ball of raging fire. That has been happening more and more frequently in the presence of the pair of lovers. ”I know.” And truly, she knew how Shay felt. It was what drew the two together in a bond of friendship. ”If there’s anyone that needs to apologize, it’s her.” In heels, Colette was taller than her friend, but even so, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the girl. There are times when words no longer became comforting. Not around Ari, who was the master of turning and morphing words and comments in her favor.

Though the moment of peace did not last long. The sound of the steps followed by the casual comment, she released her friend as she turned in the direction of Carson. A faint smile was seen at the fact that he had followed them. Perhaps this was what Shay needed. The look that she gave her friend, away from the sight of the blonde, was playful. ”Get used to it, Carson. Your presence is simply too much for us to handle.” Even though it took much effort to return to the same casual and friendly mood as she was earlier, Colette played it off perfectly. It was no doubt that her composure was earlier broken in the presence of her twin. Now was the time to gain it back.

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His warning of Ariana's arrival couldn't have come sooner, because moments later, the devil herself was walking through the front door behind Owen. Chris couldn't imagine a pair of people who could bring the mood of a room down more quickly. They were like real life Dementors and he knew that his feelings towards them weren't even as bad as some of the others. Alexa wouldn't be happy to see her controlling, fun police brother, and he and Colette had similar feelings towards their sister. Tinashé didn't seem to hate Owen as much as Alexa did, but her resentment for Ariana probably rivaled Colette's. It was strong and noticeable. Maybe not to most people since she didn't verbally object to being near Ari in that moment, but he caught a glimpse of her frozen smile and knew that she wasn't happy. He didn't blame her, either, but even with Ariana's snide remark about his shirt, he didn't hate her as much as the others. She was his mother in a twenty-year-younger form. They had the same condescending tone, the same judgmental look and the same belief that if things weren't done in their traditional and favored way, that they were being done incorrectly.

"Nope, she hasn't gotten her hands on this one yet," he replied casually to her insult on his shirt. Colette had nagged him about it once today - and tens of times in the past - so it didn't bother him slightly. His sister had already moved on to greeting the others by the time he responded, so he gladly shifted backwards. Luckily for him and all of them, she didn't stay in the room too long and just as quickly as she came in, she was leading Owen out to get drinks. As he glanced around to examine the damage, it was apparent that Colette's lifetime exposure to Ariana didn't do much to ever prepare her for their sister's high and mighty persona. She probably fared better than Shay though, who was pulling Colette away before he had a chance to join them.

That left him with Carson, who almost immediately fled after the girls, Oliver, who was walking upstairs and who Chris honestly couldn't have cared less about, Alexandra, Aiden, and now Rose. "Hey Rose," he said once he heard her voice. He honestly wasn't sure how long she had been standing there. The girl could be so quiet that her presence sometimes went unnoticed. At the sight of her, he realized that Jamie was the only person he hadn't seen so far today. "Where's Jamie?" He wasn't very close with the blonde but after seeing her recently, had found something about her to be attractive. To this day, he still had no idea what that was. She was nearly the opposite of the type of girl he usually went for, and their personalities were strikingly different. So much so that he rarely had anything to talk about with her, but when she was around, he always found her unadorned commentary to be amusing. For someone who seemed to lack interest in conversations and socializing, she seemed to pick up on a lot of things that he, someone so involved in the conversations, never would notice.

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Rose made her way through her friends, a few waving or saying hello. "Hello, Chris!" She grinned as he greeted her. She was about to stick around for friendly conversation when her phone pinged again. She read the relieved message from her best friend, and quickly apologized before dashing off. "Jamie? I don't know. Gotta run, though. Sorry! See ya later, Chris! Duty calls- well, Shay calls, that is."

She made her way to the first dining hall, passing through a few others on the way and occasionally taking a small appetizer. When she reached the first dining hall, she waved and hurried over. Carson had made his appearance while she was coming, and the three of them were hanging out. She heard Shay and Carson bickering good-naturedly over bowling, and as he took some food as well, Rose was relieved to see she wasn't the only hungry one. "I'm here. Is the world ending?" She smiled, nudging Shay. "Long time no see. Like, fifteen whole hours."

Rose had left pretty early in the morning, around three, and had been sleeping until recently. She'd loved being on tour, with the exception of the crowded, screaming stadiums. However, there was no way on heaven and earth that she wouldn't support Shay on tour. Sometimes, her obsession with supporting people definitely got in the way of her health.

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Owen shifted uncomfortably when Ariana refused to accept what she had done to his sister. Sure, it had occurred years ago, but from what he had been told, it was bad enough that it was understandable for her to still be upset over it. Part of him felt stupid for thinking that Ari would admit to being guilty of it though. He knew her well enough to know that she aimed for perfection and now that they were all grown up, why would she admit to being an imperfect child? He decided that her agreement to talk with Shay was as much as he would get out of her. If he was lucky, maybe she would come through with a genuine apology when speaking directly with Shay. "Thanks, it would mean a lot to me, and to her too I think." He would leave the conversation there for now.

"Oh, there are our parents," he tilted his head towards his stepfather and mother who were chatting with Ari's parents. "Shall we?" he grinned and offered her a hand after standing up. Pierce spotted the couple just as soon as Owen spotted them, and seemed to lead the other parents towards them anyway.

"Ariana, so nice to see you!" he exclaimed as he stepped towards them and offered her a hug. The close friendship that Diana Rockefeller had with his ex-wife had caused a rift in the Rockefeller/Collins friendship during the divorce, but Pierce and David had managed to work around it. Still, Pierce wasn't oblivious to the fact that Ariana was friendly with his ex-wife and encouraged Alexandra to be as well. Plus, even if Shay wasn't living with him for much of the time that the bullying occurred, he had seen enough to know that she wasn't the sweet little girl that everyone believed her to be growing up. He trusted Owen though. If his son was able to fall head over heels for Ariana, he had to assume that she had grown into a more mature and kind woman.

"Mr. Rockefeller, Mrs. Rockefeller." Owen greeted the man with a firm handshake and the woman with a loose hug. As the parents of his serious-girlfriend, being around them always made Owen nervous. They were nice people and seemed to approve of him enough, but the knowledge of that didn't stop his palms from sweating and heartbeat from speeding up. "Thanks for letting Ariana, Colette and Christopher stay with us this summer. I'm sure it'll be a good time," he said. Small talk wasn't his favorite pastime but he had enough experience with it to keep a conversation up until his father had finished talking with Ariana.

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When Owen ended the conversation by expressing his gratitude, Ariana smiled and rested a hand on his. "Of course. Anything for you." Though she wasn't being completely genuine, she did appreciate that he put the topic to rest. She didn't want to fight with him this early on in the summer, and especially not in the same house as Colette. Owen was an attractive guy - everyone knew that. However, he had never been attractive enough to draw Ariana in until she found out that her sister was into him. Colette had spilled the secret after one too many drinks the previous summer and almost immediately after that, Ariana decided that Owen was perfect for her too. It was completely wrong to do and Ariana knew it, but she couldn't stop herself form enchanting Owen until he asked her out, and that didn't take very long. It would have been easier if Colette had blacked out that night and didn't remember sharing the secret with Ari, because then her sister wouldn't have had a reason to be mad at her. She probably would have still been upset that she didn't get the prize boyfriend, but she couldn't blame Ariana if she hadn't known. Colette didn't forget that Ariana had went for him right after she shared her crush with her, though.

Since she started dating Owen, the relationship with her twin had been rockier than ever and their minimal acknowledgment earlier suggested that it wouldn't be getting stronger any time soon. If her sister wasn't going to accept the fact that she was dating Owen now and move on, than Ariana was going to have to rub it in her face that she and Owen were a perfect couple, even if they really weren't.

Ariana's chuckle was half-hearted as she placed allowed Owen to take her hand and lead them to their parents. She never had a problem with socializing, as putting on a phony smile and bullshitting a conversation were two of her specialties. From birth, Ariana was taught how to act in social settings. She knew how to pretend to give a damn about how gorgeous the new yacht someone bought was, or how amazing their child was at soccer. If her business goals ever fell through (which she wouldn't even consider allowing to happen), acting would probably be her forte.

"Aren't you looking dapper, Mr. Collins!" Ariana exclaimed playfully as she gave her boyfriend's father a hug. "I wouldn't expect anything less from someone married to a designer, though." She was glad that Aimee had excused herself before they had time to chat, because honestly, Ari disliked the woman. As Shay's mother, it automatically put a divide between them and since Ariana considered Pierce's ex-wife to be a friend, she was even more biased into disliking her.

After a few minutes of small talk between her, Owen and the three adults, she decided to excuse herself from the conversation. After her mother brought up Christopher and Colette's absence, it seemed like a perfect opportunity. "I think I saw Christopher in the kitchen a few minutes ago. Let me make sure he isn't getting into any trouble, and Colette... I'm not sure. I thought I saw her by the bar a little while ago," she smiled, the facade of the responsible and caring older sister coming into play, while simultaneously shaming her sister.

To: Colette
I'm sure mom and dad would appreciate it if you said hi to them, Collie. You're starting to act like Christopher.

Her drink was nearly empty, so she headed to the kitchen anyway, sure that there would be someone there to get her a refill . When she entered, there were several workers in the room, but she was surprised to see Alexandra in there. The girl was usually social - too social for her and Owen's liking - and it was unusual for her to be isolated during a party, especially when Chris was around. "What are you doing in here?" she inquired in a curious, non-accusing tone as she leaned against one of the counter tops. After Tinashé "abandoned" Alexandra that spring, Ariana did her best to take over the big sister role. She knew that Owen, Pierce and Aimee did their best with the teenager and it was enough most of the time, so it wasn't like Ariana's presence in her life was necessary. However, similar with how competitive she felt with Colette, there was a drive inside of her to prove that she was more fit to be a role model than Tinashé. It was one of the reasons why she had began feeding petty lies to Alexandra about her sister. She knew that, whether Alexa admitted it or not, the young girl had a lot of respect for her step-sister and if Ariana could decrease that in any way, she was going to do so.

"And what's with all of the makeup lately?" To compensate the judgemental tone, she continued in a more gentle voice. "You're like me - we were blessed with the good genes in our family. We don't need to cake on that stuff to look gorgeous. Besides, boys don't like big lips like that. It makes you look like your sister." She managed to get in jabs at Colette and Shay, still while sounding like she was trying to be helpful. Perfect.



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Although Oliver wasn't thinking it in the moment, maybe it was for the best when Jamie appeared and warded Alexa off. The text message that Carson sent him indicated that eating was clearly more important than the unexplained issue that Oliver told him he was having, and Alexa had already rejected his offer of assistance. He was of no use for her apparently, and so she left to go find him herself, but Oliver preferred to tell himself that she would have stuck around if Jamie hadn't intruded. Though he wasn't happy that his rare one-on-one with his crush had ended so abruptly, he was undeniably glad to see Jamie. Oliver had trouble filtering his sometimes weird personality around most people, but with Jamie, he didn't have to worry about trying to restrict himself to social constructs. They were best friends, and he always felt comfortable around her. However, he was glad that she hadn't walked in on his fumbling and stumbling moments earlier. Though Jamie was well aware of how he acted around girls he liked, it was still embarrassing for it to be pointed out, and she would certainly be the first to do so.

"Do you have to always be so rude to her?" Oliver asked in a strained tone once Alexa had disappeared down the stairs. This was probably one of the few times when Jamie actually was the perpetrator in the girls' bitter exchanges and Oliver knew that, but he was lovestruck. Alexa could punch him in the face and he would still ask her out to dinner the next night. After gawking over her for six years, he grew used to the idea that she was an unattainable dream, like most girls were to him, but it hadn't ceased his lust for her. If there was one thing that Oliver McKagan wasn't, it was a quitter.

When he noticed her lack of bags, it reminded him of his own, which were currently set at his feet. "Our rooms must be down this way," he said, picking up his bags and starting down the hall that he hadn't explored yet. One by one, he poked his head into bedrooms until they found one with Jamie's luggage, and then one across the hall that was empty. Oliver figured that was enough of a sign to claim it as his own and he readily dropped his bags to the floor of his summer room. He was ready to flop onto his bed and go to sleep. Not only was he physically tired, but he also felt like his minimal conversation with Alexa was enough progress for the week. Another side of him was telling him that if he had been able to talk to her that well less than an hour in to the party, who knows where he would be by the end of the night. It was enough motivation to draw him back out of the bedroom and into the doorway of Jamie's. "So, how was your dad's movie thing?"

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Not a hint of surprise was shown upon her expressions at Shay's suggestion. The girl loved parties as much as she, and was always brilliant in her definitions of fun. Just as expected, each part of the day was planned thoroughly, and as she gave her suggestions, Colette's expression was already indicating that she had no objections to spending a day with the girls. In all honesty, simply a day with Ari was a day too much. With merely a minute of encounter with her twin earlier, Colette was already ready for a day away from the girl. Each suggestion from Shay was responded with a nod - the girl was still in the process of chewing the crostini. "As long as I get the final say in your outfits, I have no objections." Finally finishing the crostini, the brunette seemed as if she could do with a good night off back in the Beverly Hills. "I'll steal Randy for the day." Perhaps soon, she would run out of names that began with "R" and finally get her chauffeur's name right, but until then...

The Rockefellers never spared expenses in extravagance. That included the appearance of their modes of transportation - the limo's outer extravagance could not compare to the interior design that had the most recent addition of a bar. Colette was not sparing in utilizing these resources either. Though at the mention of Jaimie, a small look of distaste was seen. The vehicle was big enough that she should not have to come into contact with the childish sense of fashion. Never had she tried to make acquaintance with the blonde. Perhaps tomorrow would be the day.

Already craving the hazy pleasure that came with the effects of alcohol, Colette's attention was immediately caught by Carson. The man had a sense of freedom that she could appreciate. She could see what Shay sees in the blonde. The playful banter the two had held something more - her girl senses were tingling in the presence of them. Somehow, unlike the effect of Ari and Owen's love story, Shay and Carson's playful arguments brought her genuine amusement. "Okay, big guy. A few drinks with me and you might be able to delude yourself into thinking you can win Shay in bowling." A wink was given to her best friend in the direct declaration of whose side she was taking in this argument. A pat on his back, and she directed him toward the direction of the bar. "Go forth and make me a-" The faint vibration in her pocket cut her off mid-sentence. Everyone was here. So the only person that could even think of texting her would be...

From: Ari
I'm sure mom and dad would appreciate it if you said hi to them, Collie. You're starting to act like Christopher.

The groan was heard loud and clear. It gave no space to even doubt whose text she had just read. Once again, she was far too sober to deal with this. Before she showed the text to Shay who stood next to her, she gave Carson her order of: "You know what. Make it strong." From her phone, she glanced at him with a lingering look of bitter disdain. "You know how to make the Zombie?" With a bias toward the more fruity of drinks, the brunette knew that even these innocent tasting cocktails can hit a person in the hardest of ways, and "the Zombie" was not something to be handled lightly. With four different rums mixed together, its other name "skull puncher" was enough to tell you that this was not a beach drink. "Make sure to light it up." It was blatantly obvious that she was not planning on taking it easy tonight, even in the presence of her parents.

Her fingers were already moving to type out the letters on her phone with a fevered ferocity. The pressure placed was harder than necessary as she made out the text sent to her sister.

To: Ari
Go ahead and say hello for me, you're wearing my shoes anyways. Lose the feigned concern though, it doesn't go well with your outfit.

Not one attempt was made to lessen the bitter feud in her text. From bitter sisterly arguments, the ratio of hate to love has escalated this summer in the presence of her and Owen. And just like Chris, she could do without the parental guidance for the summer. Closing her phone, the brunette's smile was more strained than ever since she had stepped foot inside the estate.

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Carson shook his head, as if out of disappointment, when Colette questioned his ability to make a Zombie. "Who doesn't know how to make a Zombie?" he retorted in a mockingly offended tone. He didn't. Leave it to Colette to ask for a drink he'd never heard of. Luckily, he had a drink recipe app on his phone so she would never have to know that. "Alright, so we've got one Jack and Coke for me, a Zombie for the alcoholic and Ro-" He was going to reiterate his earlier question to Rose when Shay brought up Alexa. His heart skipped a beat, but not for the reason the teenager probably hoped the sound of her name would do to him. The reaction was rooted in fear, and as dramatic as it would probably seem, Carson genuinely was scared that Shay's remark would be more specific than what it was. Apparently, Alexa had only told Shay that she was hogging him or wanted to talk to him or something. He could deal with that. It wouldn't be too hard to cover up for now, but how was he supposed to deal with this all summer? Constantly covering up something that he couldn't even remember happening? It was necessary, without argument, but was certainly going to be a pain in the ass.

He noticed Shay's annoyance and in his state of panic, he at least got a speck of amusement out of their typical love-hate sister relationship. That, and how she almost seemed annoyed that someone else wanted to talk to him. His celebrating ego would have to wait though, as he nodded at her suggestion. "Alexa?" he repeated in a confused tone. As far as the three girls knew, Carson and Alexa's relationship was minimal. She was the little sister of two of his best friends and nothing more. Oh how he wished that was true. "I don't know what she would need me for, but I'll go find her. Maybe she needs advice on Chris. I heard they've got a thing for each other." He was talking more to himself but glanced over at Colette, before forcing a smirk to his face at the next sentence. "Hey, if those two get married and your sister marries Owen, you and Shay should hook up and keep it all in the family." He left before he could hear their responses, but at least the image of the two girls making out lifted his mood for a minute.

On his way out of the dining hall, he caught the attention of a server and transferred Colette's drink order to them, knowing that they'd get it to her faster. He wandered aimlessly down the hall, conflicted about what to do. Alexa's number was still blocked in his phone and he didn't want to even unblock it for a minute to ask her what she wanted, or where she was so he could talk to her in person. He didn't want to talk to her at all, but if she was already texting Shay possessively, it would only be a matter of time before she blabbed, and he knew he had to stop that. He would find her, sit her down and remind her that what had happened was a mistake. He only saw her as a friend and that would never change. If Owen finds out, he'll kill both of us. You'll probably get sent back to that place in Oregon and it'll just be a really bad situation for all of us, Alexa. I'm sorry if I misled you but I never meant to do any of that that night. Can we just end this now? Please? His mental rehearsal turned from him being stern and forcing her to keep her mouth shut, to what he imagined would more realistically happen: him begging her to keep her mouth shut.

Neither of those situations would happen, at least not right now, since as he distractedly turned into one of the kitchens, he had no time to escape Ariana and Alexa's presence. He tried to relax his tense expression into a smile as he approached them. "Oh, hey guys." It seemed like acting was going to be his summer career. "I was looking for Owen and someone thought they saw him come in here. Do you know where he is?"

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Alexa's feelings towards Ariana varied from day to day. While Tinashé was away, she accepted Ariana stepping in and trying to be the big sister. It wasn't really because she felt like she needed something to give her unwarranted advice because she still had Owen for that. She did like having someone besides her brother and parents in the house though, and if she could socialize and do it with someone Shay despised, all the better. Did she think that Ariana was pretty and cool? Yes. Did she like her better than Tinashé? Not really. Did she give a damn about her opinion on her makeup? Absolutely not. Her foul mood turned sourer upon the girl's supposedly well-intentioned suggestions but she kept a straight face, not caring enough to make a scene over it.

"Boys do like big lips. Your brother likes Shay, doesn't he?" Ariana had been the one who informed her of the little love affair going on between her best friend and sister. Even if he was the least impressive Rockefeller, he must still have some standards to be accepted by his family, and Alexa knew that if his family saw Shay badly, he wouldn't have been on tour with her. Besids, no matter how much Ariana disliked Tinashé, she couldn't convince anyone that Shay wasn't pretty, and even more so that she wasn't something that boys feened over. Aside from her music, the artist had almost made a name in itself for being a sex icon. "Owen only pretends to like your small lips because he's a closeted gay," she added in an uninterested, nonchalant tone as she slipped off of the bar stool and turned her attention away from Ariana. The way that Carson had brushed her off when he walked in and then clung to Shay had but her into a bratty mood, and Ariana's unsolicited opinions were only making it worse. All she needed now was for Owen to make his entrance and snap at her about wearing the romper he had shot down earlier and she would probably shatter the nearest piece of glass, shout about how everyone was so mean to her, and storm up to her room.

Thankfully, it wasn't Owen who came in next. It was Carson, the person she had been waiting for all day. She had been walking towards the counter filled with replacement bottles of alcohol for when the ones at the bar ran out, but stopped dead in her tracks when she heard his voice. Her straight faced expression instantly turned up into a smile and she felt butterflies fill her stomach as she turned around and took his being in. She was smiling now, but suddenly, she was nervous. All day, all week, all month, she had been waiting to have a real conversation with this boy and now he was standing in front of her and she couldn't say a word. Her entitled, confident and brazen side had disappeared and she was retreating back to Ariana's side, allowing the girl to respond to his question without opening her own mouth once. Instead, she turned her bottled emotions to her phone and set an impulsive text to her sister.

To: Shay
I slept with him when you were in Europe

She barely realized what she was doing as she sent it, but being around him had flustered her. It wasn't the way she had imagined she would confide in her sister about losing her virginity, but at least now Shay had to back off. And maybe it would be enough of a bomb to distract her from Alexa's earlier impudence.

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If anything, Carson's comment made that drink all the more necessary. It was not merely that painful sense of humor that allowed him to make the comment about she and Shay hooking up, nor was it the fact that her little brother is going out with Shay's evil sister, but the prospects of her twin marrying Owen. Dear God. It was like modern Game of Thrones gone wrong. Making a mental note that if they were stuck in a modern Game-of-Thrones-esque reality show, then she would be one of the first characters killed off. That aside, the image of her little brother and Alexa was making her embrace the idea of an alcoholic.

Her hand pressed against her chest as if Colette was fighting back vomit, she found her way toward the bar table where the roll of her eyes was directed toward Carson that took the easy way out and ordered her drinks from the server. "Make sure you use light, dark and high-proof Bacardi." She went easier on the server with the instructions than she would have done in the upper east side. At least she did not worry about the Collins' sparing expenses on the drinks. Though the bartender shot her a look at the order, not a word was uttered to question it. The cocktail mix was probably one of the strongest in the books, but it was blatantly obvious that the brunette was not planning on taking it easy. With a choice between going hard to staying sober around this disaster of a reality show, the former seemed a far better decision.

Soon, the dangerous cocktail was placed before her with a small plate of salted nuts. Behind the complex mixture of sweet juices and spice, there lie massive quantities of alcohol. Colette was not one of those unsuspecting drunks that delude themselves into thinking that this was a simple fruity drink.

Then came the shattering sound of glass that caught nearly everyone's attentions. Spinning around on her seat, the brunette followed the gazes toward the familiar figure assisting with the broken pieces of the wine glass. Shay. The girl was not a klutz. Colette could hear the faint voice of the server that was attempting to explain her best friend's behavior. She doubted it was true. "Shay!" Picking up her drink from the counter, Colette was already on her way toward the girl. Until Shay decided to pull a Cinderella on her.

As if she could run in those heels. Soon, her best friend's figure disappeared into the crowd, and if Colette has learned anything from the sleepovers at her friend's place, it was that this was going to be one hell of a hide-and-seek.



Wednesday, July 1st | 10:00 PM | Beverly Hills, CA



The girl had now sent her best friend a variety of texts.

To: Shay
Today 8:46 P.M.
Shay. What was that?!
Today 8:50 P.M.
Where are you?!
Today 8:59 P.M.
You are worrying me!

And in that pattern it continued, with every sip of her drink the texts grew more frantic and unreasonable. Shay was not the type to simply run off like that. And should it be someone’s fault, there were very little people in this household that could make her disappear from the party. Now that the amount of people in the estate had grew significantly smaller, Colette could only guess the responsible parties for this disaster.

To: Ari
What the hell did you do?!

Sister feuds often lead one another to blame the other party immediately when something goes down. Immediately, Colette had assumed her twin’s responsibility simply because of the tension Ariana causes just by being present. Though, by then, the brunette was also not in the best state for analyzing the situation. For the past few hours she had sat by the bar table, drowning the anger, the anxiety, and the worry in alcohol. Greeting her parents would be a task for another day. The girl was not an alcoholic, but the day was beginning to push her toward that state.

Time was ticking by. The estate grew more and more silent and further toward the beginning of the two months of hell that she was to spend with these people. She could not face it without Shay. She best have one hell of an explanation for this.

Once the crowds dispersed and the brunette was finally ready to leave the bar table, a small stumble with her heels was immediately attended to by one of the servers wiping down the tables. ”I’m fine.” Even they knew the words typical of someone that was not fine, especially from someone that had chosen one of the heaviest drinks from the bar. Though, seeing the way these kids passed time, this was to be expected, and thus the server maintained her arm by Colette’s for a second longer before allowing her to pass - and any longer, Colette would not have been as pleasant. Shaking her head for good measure, she pulled out her phone and blinked away the haze that clouded her vision.

To: Owen
Pick a side. Your girlfriend or your sister, cause hell is about to be raised.

Mistakes were being made rapidly that day. In her sober moments, that text would not have been sent. And in her sober moments, she would not have began her search in the house for her sister, whom she blamed for this mess of a day.

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Unlike some of the others, Ariana enjoyed the rest of her night. Making conversation with her parents' friends always got old but the many well made martinis made time fly by and before she knew it, the house was nearly empty. Since Christopher and Colette were no where to be found, and probably for the best, since she was sure at least her sister would be wasted, Ariana was the one reassuring their parents that everything would be fine this summer. She would handle any problems that arose like she always did. Yes, she would make sure that Christopher wasn't going out every night and that Colette didn't drink too much. Of course she would encourage Christopher to enroll for a fall semester at UCLA. She wouldn't forget to call them if anything went wrong and she still had the emails containing all of their hotel information in case a problem arose. The summer would be fine. At least in those respects.

Ariana had been in a different room when Tinashé made a scene after reading Lex's text, and she had only seen Owen a few times over the next couple of hours, so she was oblivious to what went on. She hadn't responded to Colette's answer to her earlier text and had no idea what her sister was referring to when she sent, "What the hell did you do?!". Since she was in the middle of a conversation at the time, she hadn't bothered to reply and brushed it off as Colette being dramatic or texting the wrong person. She wasn't even going to humor her sister's psychotic and out of control personality with a response.

After sending her parents off, Ariana decided that she ought to find Owen again. If not just to hang out with him, to at least make sure that Colette wasn't trying to hit on him. She had a feeling that her sister wasn't going to just accept that she had been beat like usual this time. As she strolled down one of the hallways, a half-finished Manhattan in hand, she saw Colette walking towards her. Maybe stumbling was a better word. "How many drinks have you had?" she asked in a curious and non-accusing tone. Her smirk was playful and not judgmental, but mostly because she knew that Colette liked to drown her feelings in alcohol. Her judgement on that had passed long ago.

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What a night. Her best friend nowhere to be found. Shay had become one of her only sources of salvation, the other being alcohol. It was no wonder that she resorted to the latter when the former could not be found. It was around that time that the drinks she had earlier also started to catch up to her, forcing her steps to grow heavier with each movement. It was when she leaned against the wall for the needed support that she caught sight of her. (Well, given that she was searching for Ari, it didn’t come as much of a surprise.) Even so, New York has been a temporary sanctuary where she did not have to gaze upon that face every day of her life and be reminded of all the things she could not accomplish.

”Enough to nearly delude myself into believing that I didn’t have a twin.” Her tone was more bitter than ever. Sarcasm has become a strategy when it came to facing her sister, and while Ari’s tone was hardly accusing, Colette has always been known for reading into every word her twin uttered. While at times she did exaggerate the implications behind Ari’s words, there were many times that she precisely hit the mark. Years of living with someone teach you that.

It was blatantly obvious that her sister had ignored her text. If anything it simply fueled her agitation even more. With the passing of a servant by her side, the brunette was a smart enough drunk that she asked for a glass of water to quell the rising feeling that maybe, just maybe, she has had too much. ”Listen to me, Ari.” The sisters’ relationship was more complicated than ever. While it cannot be denied that blood relations foster a sense of familial love that is never completely gone, at this moment her agitation and impulse overshadowed rational sense. There was the light at the end of the tunnel that should her twin be forced into a situation of life-and-death, that Colette would not hesitate to give every support she can, but until then… ”Go after me? Go ahead. I’ve had enough of your bullshit to fertilize a farm.” Even she does not know where she comes up with these sarcastically bitter comments. ”But go after my fr-“ That was where she paused. Merely a pause for when her glass of water was handed to her, and the faint vibration in her hand was followed by the light screen that held two texts from her best friend - the first was ignored in the process of the rant.

From: Shay
Today 10:15 P.M.
Srry bout that. I wasn't feeling well.
Today 10:16 P.M.
Carson slept with Lex. Don't tell Owen. Plz

Her surprise proved to be a greater force than her relief. The sip of water did not make it even halfway down her throat before it was choked into the wrong pipe, causing the young woman to cough and shudder in a painful fit in an attempt to catch her breath. The text had taken her by surprise. Never did she imagine that Carson was behind Shay’s disappearance from the party. And never did she even imagine the scenario of him sleeping with Shay’s sister. About the earlier comment made by Carson to illustrate the Game-of-Thrones-esque familial relationship, this was now taking it on a whole new level. When the string of coughs soon died down, she casted another glance at the screen as to ensure that her drunken state had not made her misread that test. She did not. Those few words on the screen made all the difference. ”This just made everything so much the more complicated.” The murmur was made more toward herself than anything. For those few seconds, she had forgotten of her sister’s presence in the face of more drama. As if they did not already have more than they could handle.

This was why she was growing more and more fond of the idea of an alcoholic. If only she could pretend that the water in her hand was something strong that could wash down this mess of a estate they were going to be spending the next two months in. A cough was used to clear her throat as well as prepare herself for the words that might come next. Setting the glass down, Colette’s gaze toward her twin held far less fire than earlier; in fact, it held a tint of an apologetic glance. ”Is it too late to ask that this conversation never existed?” Don’t tell Owen. That meant that news of this could not leak to Ari. It was not often that she would accuse her sister of doing something she did not do - most of the time, her instincts were right on the mark. Never had she imagined that the source of her best friend’s pain would be from Carson. That bastard. She will raise hell with him later. Surely, Shay was already doing that, being that the situation hit far closer to home for her. Now, Colette was to water down the fire that she had just started.