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Christopher Rockefeller

"Wine 'em, dine 'em, 69 'em."

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

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"We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book."
― Anatole France



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Name:
Christopher David Rockefeller

Preferred Name:
Chris

Age:
20

Birthday:
December 31st

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Occupation:
DJ



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History:
When you think Rockefeller, you think money and elitism. What Chris thinks, is expectations. Being a Rockefeller comes with its perks. He has access to opportunities that most people can only dream of and struggling to pay bills or afford an education will never be something he's familiar with. Like the generations before him, the Rockefeller wealth will allow him to live comfortably without having to work a day in his life. However, it's not like his parents are okay with him doing that. Even though he has the ability to kick back and relax, his parents wouldn't stand for the money they poured into his top-of-the-line education to go to waste. They want him to do something with his life, to be someone important and make them proud and his goal of becoming a major DJ just doesn't fit into their idea of a real profession.

You see, Chris was never the cookie-cutter child that his parents wanted him to be. Colette had it a lot worse than him since she was so easily compared to the perfect child, Ariana, but being the only son, Chris felt mounting pressure to be the best as well. His father pushed him into every sport imaginable and drilled the idea of grades being the most important indicator of worth into his mind. He was an average student but never more than that, and for parents who wanted their son to be a valedictorian, he just wasn't good enough. After years of trying and failing to reach his parents' expectations, he gave up. He had found a passion in music, specifically EDM, and replaced his parents' unattainable goals with focusing on his own likes.

The "bad boy" persona was never what Chris intended to be known for, but it just kind of happened. When he was a junior in high school, he started experimenting with drugs. It started with alcohol and marijuana which wasn't remotely unusual for someone his age, but as he started to attend music festivals and raves, he stepped it up to ecstasy and cocaine. Chris would never consider himself addicted to either drug because he only uses them recreationally and doesn't experience withdrawals or needs for fixes, but he does sometimes regret going down this path. He's nearly the opposite of what his parents wanted for him and although the couple has preferred to pretend the problem doesn't exist, he knows he's letting them down. In hopes of at least scoring a few points in their book, he does want to go to college eventually. He's just not sure if he'll ever be able to focus on school when he's having so much fun with the freedom of having no responsibilities or worries.

Secret(s):
Everyone has them. If there was one thing your character doesn't want anyone to find out about, what is it?


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Positive Traits:
Adventurous, Determined, Independent, Creative

Character Flaws:
Irresponsible, Wild, Reckless, Privileged

Personality:
Again, pretty obvious. Please use detail here. Make your character unique, realistic and interesting!

Likes:
Electric dance music | House parties | Raves | Alcohol | Molly (at raves) | Cocaine (at parties) | Marijuana | Pizza | Skateboarding | Summer | Europe | Ping pong | Thunderstorms

Dislikes:
Responsibility | Waking up early | Hangovers | Bananas | Tea | Rednecks | Tourists | Wrestling | Teases | Country music | Reading | Blood | Injections | Farm areas

Fears:
Overdosing | Being cut off from his parents' money | Getting an STD | Being jumped

Aspirations:
Prove to his parents that he is good at something | Become a professional DJ



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Height:
6'4

Weight:
175 lbs

Hair color:
Brown

Eye color:
Brown

So begins...

Christopher Rockefeller's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Carson Koch Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Colette Rockefeller Character Portrait: Rose Kensington
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Tinashé was not ready for the day.

Her turmoil in regards to the evening and the upcoming portion of her summer began when she, Chris, and Rose had finally made their way back to Beverly Hills. In truth, Tinashé had made plans to use the luxury coach Pierre had bought for her years ago, allow it to pick the trio up on the East Coast, and then cruise back to their home. However, after one phone call with an insistent Aimee (she refused to regard the woman as her mother at the moment) and a stern yet pleading Pierre, she and her friends were aboard the private Collins jet and had set down in Los Angeles by three o'clock in the morning. Tinashé was a lot of things. Sure, she might seem to have endless amount of energy. She might throw down on a stage despite being up for more than twenty four hours. She might even still make time to party despite the aforementioned work load. But if there was one thing she wasn't, it was a morning person. And it showed for while Rose may or may not have went home - she honestly could not remember, she was so beat - and Chris might have very well stayed over, Tinashé had locked herself in her bedroom and dropped dead on her queen sized mattress without a glance in any other direction. By the time she awoke again, it was past noon and Aimee had given up on trying to get her to attend the premiere.

Feeling boneless and lazy after her descent into the land of the dead, Tinashé had trudged out of bed and settled herself for a nice, long and hot soak in her bathtub complete with her Cynthia Erivo station blasting through the surround system of her bedroom on Pandora, a champagne flute filled with strawberry mimosa and a plate of hummus with softly-baked pita bread and apple slices. Even the bubbles were meant for comfort for they smelled of warm vanilla and sandalwood. She had text both Owen and Alexandra to let them know she was home, even though they probably already knew that, and then allowed herself to relax for at least thirty minutes in the tub while munching and sipping on the mimosa. Satisfied with her soak, she had thrown on a crop top and sweatpants and stayed holed up in her bedroom. Not like she needed to help with setting up or anything. It was around five in the evening when Aimee came barging into her bedroom, sighing and staring at her daughter expectantly.

"Tinashé, I thought I told you to get ready an hour ago," Aimee nagged and Tinashé rolled her eyes, glancing back at her phone where she was in an ongoing conversation with her manager, Nick. He wanted her to hurry up and release her new mixtape, Amethyst, and she wanted to give herself at least a month. Besides, it wasn't like this was the label's decision at the end of the day. This was her work without them over her shoulder and she could release it next year if she wanted. "I'm up, aren't I?" She griped back and tossed the phone back on the plush mattress, settling herself among the various pillows that lined her bed. Aimee's somewhat thin yet kissable lips, a shade paler than that of raspberries, were pressed tightly before she let out an exasperated sound. "I'm not going to ask you again. Owen has already started getting ready and is probably already talking to the guests that came. You know how important this is to Pierre and - " Tinashé interjected. "I'm here, aren't I? If I weren't gonna be there, I would have stayed in Europe with or without the others, now wouldn't I have?" Mother and daughter exchanged looks, one with annoyance and the other with hurt resignation. Aimee, seeing that she wasn't going to get anything more out of the conversation, turned away but not without snapping over her shoulder, "Tinashé, apfeka yava ne mukati tevedza awa. Guma kuchachavadza." She closed the door, not getting to see the twenty-one year old singer cringe.She hated when her mother used her father's native language. It just did something to her.

Once about ten minutes passed, Tinashé - and this was out of her volition and not because she felt like her mother would call her father who would call her and guilt her into complying - climbed out of her bed and traipsed around her spacious bedroom in search of an outfit for the evening. Before that, she had sent out several texts.

To: CJ
Please tell me you're here already.

To: Chris
Stop trying to get into my sister's pants and get downstairs. Your parents are on their way.

To: Rose
Did you go home or stay here?

After finding an appropriate outfit for the very much casual (and thankfully so) soiree, Tinashé changed into the outfit, which consisted of black skinny pants from Bebe, a simple black cami that hugged her girls snugly beneath a lightweight tribal chiffon cardigan she bought from Free People, and a pair of nude leather gladiator sandals. To compliment her attire, she pulled on a triple chain feather and skull bone necklace with turquoise accents, a rustic genuine stone ring on her middle finger with a turquoise gem in the center, and a pair of gold studs from Melody Ehsani. The look still retained some of that urban yet cool and easy look she could be seen in, and was tasteful and casual which was always a plus. Tinashé had managed to keep her newly raven hair, which was long, somewhat sleek during the last night away from America and with the very loose waves that formed in her naturally curly locks over the night, a quick brush and spritz of oil sheen left her locks sheened and flowing. After a very light application of makeup to obtain a more natural look and a spritz of her warm vanilla body spray, Tinashé scooped up her phone and stepped out of her bedroom closing the door behind her and texting two more people, including Owen after receiving his message. She had taken a bit longer than she actually intended.

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

To: Owen
Of course I am, bro. Can't you see me? I'm wearing my invisibility cloak.

To: Alexandra
Owen's being annoying. You still mad at me? D:

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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
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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: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Owen Collins Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller
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Alexandra had all intentions of attending Mr. White's movie premiere this morning, but after her father and Owen had ganged together to veto the "skimpy" playsuit she wanted to wear, she refused to go. There were times when Alexa purposely wore inappropriate outfits to bother her father and on those occasions, she would still throw a fit but would eventually change. Today, she genuinely saw no problem with her outfit. It was summer for God's sake, did they expect her wear a snow suit in over seventy-degree weather? It was nothing that she shouldn't have expected, but it definitely made her regret almost missing Owen and Ariana when they had been in London all week. She had only begun to wish they were home because Tinashé had abandoned her for months, and if their home sometimes felt empty with the family of five, it definitely did with three. All it took was for Owen to open his mouth once for her to wish he was thousands of miles away again, though.

Her day was spent shopping. Even though she was there multiple times a week, it could take her hours to get through all of the stores on Rodeo Drive. It was nearly five in the afternoon when she left her final store, six bags in hand and her bank account around five grand lighter. Her car was waiting outside for her, thanks to the valet service, and it took her no more than ten minutes to pull past the first of three sets of gates guarding her home. She left the car, in a purposely obnoxious manner, right in front of the house rather than in the multi-car garage or down the driveway where the other cars were parked. Someone would surely move it, as would they take the shopping bags out of the back. There were shoes in one of the bags that she wanted to look through, but being that she was already running pretty late, she didn't want to make a big entrance by plowing through the halls with tons of bags.

She had never changed out of the outfit that Pierce and Owen had shot down earlier and had no intentions of changing now. After tossing her bag into her bedroom, she headed down to the game room, where Chris had told her he was waiting via text. The game room had been one of her favorite features in the house when she was younger. How many people could say that they had a two-lane bowling alley in their house? The magic of it had worn off once she hit thirteen and thought she was too cool for it, but it was still something that new friends were amazed with when they stopped by the Collins' home for the first time. Her lips curled into a smirk as she reached the bottom floor and spotted Chris transforming the billiards table into a beer pong table. She had lost count of the amount of times that the table had to be replaced because someone had stained it with alcohol when doing what they were doing now, but she didn't object. Her reservations were less with him ruining the table and more so that not only were her father and Owen both home, but tens of other adults, including his parents, were probably here by now too. It was unusual for her to even have a second thought before doing something reckless, and as soon as she realized that, she shrugged and stepped towards him.

"Wow, I'm surprised to see you here," she said bitterly, although she was still smiling. "Did you get bored of Europe, or just with sleeping with my sister?" She still wasn't exactly sure if she believed Ariana's claim that Tinashe didn't want her to come to Europe because she wanted to sleep with Chris, but she definitely wouldn't put it past him. "Fill mine with water," she decided as she took a seat on one of the couches. It wasn't even a question that she was going to need alcohol at some point to get through the night, but she wasn't going to start yet. As she waited for Chris to finish setting up their game, she pulled out her phone and found a text from Tinashé and Owen. Even if Owen's message wasn't as rude as it was, she would have ignored it anyway. She really didn't feel like answering Tinashé either, but knew that she had to stop being petty at some point. It could wait until after a game of pong, though.

The game took less than five minutes to be nearly over. Chris was a pro at it and although Alexa wasn't inexperienced with drinking games in the least, she wasn't good when she was sober and uninterested. He was down to his last cup when he grinned at her. "If I get this one in, you kiss me," he proposed. His cheeky smile made it impossible for her not to smile, although she had no intentions of actually kissing him. "And if I get mine in, I don't," she responded. He nodded and easily sunk his ball in the last cup of water in front of her. He said nothing, which was good, because it might have thrown her off from sinking her bounce shot. "Alright, you got me this time. I've got all summer to win that bet though," he laughed.

She rolled her eyes. It wasn't that Chris wasn't attractive enough for her to want to kiss, but he was her best friend and according to his sister, more than a best friend to Tinashé. "Keep dreaming, buddy." She helped clear the table, which luckily didn't have a drop of alcohol on it, and pulled her phone out. "We should go up there, I guess," she muttered while responding to Tinashé in a purposely bratty fashion, acting as if she'd deleted her sister's contact.

To: Tinashé
Sry, new phone!! Who is this?

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Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Colette Rockefeller
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He wasn't surprised that it was nearly three in the afternoon when he woke up on Wednesday. He hadn't gotten back to LA until three in the morning and since the ecstasy he had taken a few days before was still wearing off, he probably could have slept for another few hours had his mother not texted him. It was actually the last of many texts that she had sent throughout the morning and afternoon, but the only one that had woken him up. She was concerned about him not texting her to tell her they had gotten home safely and in the later texts, that he needed to be polite and respectful tonight in front of their friends. After reassuring her of both things, Chris took a long, hot shower and got dressed in an outfit that he was sure his sisters and parents would equally disprove of, but that he felt fit the dress code decently.

He was sure that Tinashé was either asleep or getting settled back into life at home, and he honestly had no idea if Rose had slept over or went back to her parents' house. After finding out that Alexa was out shopping, he headed to the Collins' game room. If his shirt didn't speak loudly of it enough, Chris was a big gamer. He loved nearly every type of video game and the Collins' game room had some games that rivaled big arcades. Instead of the machines though, he took a seat on one of the leather chairs in front of the huge television and turned on Battlefield 4. It was a game that he could, and usually did, spend hours playing. Today he lasted less than an hour before it was apparent that the party was starting. Not only had he received another series of texts from his mother, but also one from Colette. After responding to the two woman, he also texted Lexi, who he hadn't seen in months.

To: Colette
HEY the green mushroom shirt is a classic. Don't hate coco

To: Alexandra
When you finish splurging come to the game room

Alexandra must have already been home because only five minutes after he texted her, he heard her traipsing down the stairs.

"Well, well, well... look who it is."

"Wow, I'm surprised to see you here. Did you get bored of Europe, or just with sleeping with my sister?" Her response certainly caught Chris off guard. Sleeping with Tinashé? Was she crazy? He had tried that a few years ago but after that failed, he had never considered it again. Their friendship wasn't like that and he didn't think there was anything that would even indicate that he would try to sleep with Shay.

His expression probably suggested his confusion, but he wanted to keep the mood light and didn't get into whatever he problem was. "Ehh, neither. It was hard enough going two months without my partner in crime. Didn't think I'd leave you hanging all summer too."

He was lining the pool table with red cups and began to fill them with beer before Alexandra objected to having alcohol in the ones on her side. "Fill mine with water."

"Damn, don't tell me Owen managed to brainwash you while we were gone," he commented, clearly surprised that she would turn down alcohol. He did as directed though, and filled her ten cups with water before allowing her to take the first shot. It was apparent that she wasn't only not in the mood for alcohol, but not in the mood to play since it only took a few rounds for him to be at his last cup and her to have at least five or six left.

He straightened up to take his final shot before relaxing and grinning at her. "If I get this one in, you kiss me." He doubted that she would agree to it, as she had never accepted any of his more subtle hints at interest in her, so when she replied that she would accept the bet only if she didn't sink her next shot, he was happily surprised. His ball hit the water as he expected and he waited with butterflies in his stomach as she got ready to take her's. His eyes followed the ball that sailed through the air, hit the table and bounced straight into one of the cups.

Disappointed but not fully defeated, he smiled. "Alright, you got me this time. I've got all summer to win that bet though." Her "keep dreaming, buddy" response only made him smile wider because he planned on doing just so but he nodded when she suggested they head back to the party. As they headed upstairs and to the main area of the house, he pulled out his phone for the first time since being with Alexandra and found a text from Tinashé.

To: Tinashé
Maybe I'd be in her pants if you didn't sleep with me while I was passed out in Europe leaving me w/ no recollection of it?????

The Collins estate was huge but the front rooms of the house were filled with people whose names Chris could never remember, no matter how many times his parents had introduced them to him. As they passed the large dining room, he spotted his parents chatting with Aimee and Pierce and quickly pulled Alexandra in the opposite direction. Talking with them was going to be inevitable but Chris planned on putting it off for as long as possible. When they reached the main staircase, he found Tinashé and his preferred sister, Colette, arm in arm. "Savor the good vibes now. Mom texted me that Ari should be here any minute," he smirked. He knew that both girls had their own issues with his eldest sister and even though he wasn't her biggest fan either, he was sure that her presence wouldn't bother him nearly as much as it would them.

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Character Portrait: Tinashé Kachingwe Character Portrait: Alexandra Collins Character Portrait: Carson Koch Character Portrait: Christopher Rockefeller Character Portrait: Colette Rockefeller Character Portrait: Oliver McKagan
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Since Owen hadn't been home all week and Tinashé for the past two months, Carson had waited to bring his things over until this morning. Not only did he have his own apartment an hour away in Malibu, but he also had no intentions of spending a night at the Collins' house alone with Alexandra. The regretted night had happened almost a month ago and he had seen Lexi a few times since then, but he had always made sure that they were never alone. He didn't want to give her the idea that he still - or had ever - wanted her in any way besides as a friend. Alcohol was solely responsible for what had occurred that night, whether she believed it or not.

"You brought your bags over earlier, right?" Carson turned his head towards his step-brother Oliver, who sat in the passenger seat of his car. His mother and Oliver's father weren't attending tonight's party since they were already in France and were going to meet the other parents there tomorrow. Although Carson's father was good friends with Pierce, he was in Texas on business and wasn't going to be able to attend tonight's affairs either. He preferred his parents' absence, however. It wasn't like he planned on doing anything out of character anyway, but there was always less pressure to be anything but himself when he was away from them.

After leaving his luggage in his temporary room at the Collins' house, he returned to his mother's house and spent most of the day relaxing before driving with Oliver to the party. Neither of them had attended the movie premiere, which surprised Carson, since he knew that Oliver was good friends with Mr. White's youngest daughter, Jamie. Besides that, he (like everyone else) also knew that Oliver had been in love with Lexi for years, which probably meant that he had spent the day trying to talk himself into finally making a move on her. He and Oliver didn't really see each other as brothers as much as they did friends, but they were close enough that his night with Lexi definitely made him feel guiltier than he already did when it came to Oliver.

Like most Beverly Hills estates, the Collins house was heavily protected with numerous gates and a security booth. If the property wasn't big enough on its own, the driveway leading up to it added another five-minute-drive worth of distance to it. After parking the car, he waited a minute inside to text back Shay, who had messaged him during the drive. He had seen Owen numerous times over the summer so his week-long absence was barely noteworthy compared to Tinashé disappearing for a few months.

To: Shay
Just got here. Are you gonna come to the door or am I going to have to search for you?

As he and Oliver stepped inside, it was apparent that they wouldn't have to look too hard for Tinashé. She was standing in the foyer with Colette, Christopher and Alexandra. He instantly pulled Tinashé into a bear hug. "Wow, after two months of only seeing you on Skype, I forgot how short you actually are," he joked as he released her. He offered Chris a friendly handshake, "And I'm glad to see you got back in one piece too, man. Your snapchats of all of those parties looked crazy." He made an effort to make his smile and wave to Lexi seem as natural and un-awkward as possible. He didn't want to seem too friendly but at the same time, completely ignoring her would have been more alerting. He hugged Colette too, although not as long and tightly as Shay. He was in New York only a few weeks back for a public event for his homeless shelter, and had stayed at Colette's place that night. "And aren't you looking... bright today," he smirked, eyeing her bright outfit. She was probably the most fashion-savvy of the group though, so his jab held little value, especially when he had put together his outfit in less than five minutes.

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Before Tinashé and Colette could get very far, she halted their steps at the double ping of her phone and released Colette in favor of answering her phone. She had to give herself pause at the obvious brattiness of her step-sister, rolling her eyes at the girl's audacity. Alexandra could play whatever game she wanted to at the moment, Shay could care less. Not like she had presents for the demon or something. Whatever. She found a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth at seeing Carson texting her back and would have promptly said something to Colette if Chris hadn't text her as well. She couldn't fathom would put it in Chris' mind to think they had ever slept together on the tour and was about to send a response when the guy in question and her step-sister appeared.

Tinashé rolled her eyes, opting not to say anything to Chris in regards to his demon of a sister. Instead, she focused her attention on her own smart-mouthed one, a kinked eyebrow and a light smirk on her face the only indication that she was somewhat peeved with Alexandra. She still didn't get why Alexandra was upset with her over not being able to come on tour. Shay had planned for her to come, honest and true. However, Pierce had let her know that he forbid his daughter from going and well, Alexandra was still a dependent under his roof. Tinashé was not going to get coverage over kidnapping someone's child, least of all from the man whose house she lived in. "Oh, you've got a new phone, huh?" She inquired flatly, placing a hand on her hip and taking a sip of her Mai Tai. "Guess I'll just have to lose the number in my phone, not to mention these new skirts, bags and Nick Jonas' number. Don't wanna give him the wrong number or anything." She said the last part with a flippant toss of her head, turning just in time to see Carson walk into the door.

If anyone asked her why she had changed her mind about touring with an artist she had once admitted to despising due to the crassness and overall lack of talent she saw in them, Tinashé would have simply said that she did it for the publicity. Plus, she loved performing at any chance that she got and Nick had been there. They had performed their duet and he hung out with her and Chris and Rose a good number of times after shows. However, even she knew that her disappearing the way she had with barely a world to anyone other than her family and close friends said something to her nightlife crew and to those who knew her best. She still won't admit to running. No, Shay was too brave to run from anything or anyone and that included whatever feelings she may or may not have about the guy who immediately pulled her into his arms. Even in her heels (they were more kitten than anything else), she was still shorter than him and settled for wrapping her arms around his waist tightly in their embrace, savoring the warmth more than she let alone.

Upon hearing Carson's remark about her height, Shay pouted and slapped his arm and griping, "Shut up, jerk!" The smile was still playful and definitely a bit softer, and once Carson turned to greet everyone else, Shay settled back beside Colette, not trying to seem in any way obvious about anything. She probably didn't, but still. After a few minutes of everyone greeting one another, she glanced back down the still bustling hallway before looking back at their group. "Well, considering the fact that I'm not here to give you-know-who a welcoming, we should probably start heading in. I'd rather get this over with sooner than later."

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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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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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"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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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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Alexandra didn't care when her brother and sister, Ariana, Colette, Rose and Oliver ventured out of the foyer, but she did frown as Carson chased after Colette and Shay. She wanted to talk to him and after her many texts over the past month had gone unanswered, she felt like she deserved a conversation with Carson. She wasn't angry with him as much as she was confused. Didn't that night mean as much to him as it did to her? Granted, she didn't remember much of it either, but the series of selfies she had taken in his lap made it look like they had both had a good time. He had asked her to not bring it up again because Owen wouldn't react well to what would happen, but she didn't care for Owen's opinion on anything, nonetheless her love life. She was eighteen now and in her mind, it meant that she could do anything she wanted. Any social limitations were lifted and their five-year age difference meant little to her.

Alexa's focus drifted from Carson for only a moment, when Chris questioned the passing Rose on Jamie's whereabouts. Since when was Jamie relevant to... anyone? Even when the girl did show up to social events, it wasn't like anyone actually noticed her, aside from when she decided to make an unwelcome comment. Chris was the last person she would imagine to have any interest in their blonde peer being present. Though the inquiry had caused her to raise a brow, she decided not to question it. Maybe he was just trying to make conversation with Rose, who soon left the foyer anyway. However, she did turn to Chris once she left to bring up a different subject. "It looked like your friend-with-benefits was upset. Better go make sure she doesn't want you to fuck the sad out of her." Though she didn't want to sleep with Chris herself, it was apparent that she was still bitter about him apparently doing so with Tinashé. In a more expected way, the feelings stemmed from her believing that had been the cause of her exclusion, and not out of jealousy. "I have to go check something upstairs, but when I come back I want a beer pong rematch." Her tone was more playful now, but only because she didn't want him following her upstairs.

She nearly ran up the stairs, but was forced to a halt when she almost stepped right into Oliver, who was hauling two suitcases towards a guest bedroom. "Hey Ollie," she batted her eyes. Alexa usually disregarded Oliver unless she needed him, and this was a perfect example of that. She knew that he was the type of guy who was desperate for any type of female attention and though she wasn't aware of the extent of his crush on her, she knew how to manipulate him. With a finger twirling a strand of hair, she spoke again. "Would you text your brother for me and ask him to come upstairs? I needed him to help me with something on my computer but my phone just died," she explained, or more accurately, lied. "Just tell him to come upstairs though. Don't say it's for me or else Owen or Shay will come up instead, and you know how annoying they can be." A flirtatious giggle was added in for the extra effect and she was almost positive that he would follow through with it. She only wished that it was this easy to get Carson wrapped around her finger.

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Tinashé remembered when Captain America slowly faded into some other action film that seemed to be a good follow-up when she was actually coherent enough to focus. To be completely honest, after Carson made himself a bit more comfortable by wrapping an arm around her, Shay's mind may or may not have blanked out. She remembered being really warm and snuggling a bit closer to him. However, if anyone ever asked her or came with photographic proof of said occurrence, she might offer a bold-faced lie. Whether or not she chose to acknowledge the truth of the matter does not mean a thing, but the point is that Shay's tough girl act is still very much a façade and she very much indeed loves cuddling. And sitting there, relaxed in Carson's arms despite some futile attempt on her brain's part to remind her that she wasn't supposed to be getting this close to him, Shay felt...safe and who was she to deny warmth?

Tinashé did not remember how they had gotten to the spare bedroom. Granted, at some point, she had dozed off just a bit and recalled Carson asking her about ordering something because one of the servers had come into the room. At the same time, a nice cozy blanket of grogginess had overcome her earlier bad mood and she hadn't been able to give him much of anything save for a mumble on the negative side and practically draped herself over his lap. Which, if she were more conscious and in her right (or wrong, depending on how you would look at the situation) mind, she probably would have blushed and scrambled away with some flippant yet flirtatious comment like, "Oh, couldn't help myself! You're just irresistible." Which still would not have been a good idea, but at least the coquettish antics would have been true to the girl she was more comfortable with being. Yet and still, as the morning light streamed in through blinds her arms were too short to at this distance to close, Tinashé found herself awake and attempting to roll over only to come face to face with a still sleeping Carson.

Her first instinct was to almost panic. She wasn't dumb enough to get in the same, or at least somewhat of the same, situation as Carson and Alexandra, right? She couldn't possibly be that ridiculous. Yet and still, there was no denying the elation that filled her upon realizing that, yes, her clothes were very much still on and so were his. She sighed then, but upon glancing back at his still sleeping face, relaxed back down on the pillow. She didn't know how many minutes went by - two, three, maybe five - that she just stayed there, watching him...taking in the way that his lashes curled just slightly at the tips and how she had never noticed it before, how he looked much younger in sleep, so relaxed...

Tinashé sat up quickly after that, shaking her head as if to rid herself of any other thoughts leading her to do something stupid. She couldn't just forget about yesterday. Couldn't just forget that Lex had text her and Carson had confirmed it and yeah, her sister could chalk it up to her being foolish (which she was), but nothing either of them could say would make the situation go away. It had happened. She was not going to hold it over either of their heads, but she couldn't go back to having a crush on Carson and it being harmless and there being no worries like feelings her little sister might not have told her about. Besides, wasn't the purpose of her tour supposed to be her getting over her crush on Carson?

Settling with that mind frame and resolve, Tinashé cast Carson one more glance before scooping up her phone and leaving the room, ignoring the small part of her that wanted to curl back in bed with him. Normally, she would have simply gone to one of the kitchens and made breakfast. Sure, she might have chefs at her beck and call, but Shay was her father's daughter and well, she liked to cook. And say what you will about her character any other day, but the singer could throw down in the kitchen when she wanted. However, she recalled making plans and sure, there might have been the remnants of a headache due to drinking only a little more wine than the food she took in, she still had plans for the day. So, checking her phone to see that it was about nine in the morning, Shay headed to her room - a little over five minutes of a venture due to the fact that she was actually taking her time. Upon getting there, she noticed Alexandra draped over it and rolled her eyes. "Seriously," she hissed to herself more than anyone else before rolling her eyes and getting to her closet. She would deal with her sister later.

After showering and brushing her teeth, Shay returned into the bedroom area with an outfit lined up along with some Jimmy Choo wedges. The cute printed romper would be enough to both convince Colette that she did not shop at thrift stores on a regular basis and that no, she did not need to talk about last night. Even though her best friend probably would still want to talk anyway. It was after she at least had on her bracelet and necklace, along with the rest of her clothes save for her shoes, that Shay turned to Alexandra and sat on the bed where her sister's face was. "Alright, now that you've hogged my bed..." She would have continued using her loud-but-not-yelling voice had she not noticed the streak of dried tears and makeup on Lex's face. Shay bit her lower lip softly. It was times like these, when Alexandra either didn't know her guard was down or when she actually let her guard down that Shay longed - more than anything - to be the big sister she deserved.

Blinking back emotions that threatened to come to her own face, Shay went to the bathroom, wet a few pieces of tissue just a bit, and returned to Lex's side to wipe the stains away. They could worry about the sheets and blankets later. She wasn't going to be surprised that the cold water against Lex's warm skin awoke her, but she shook her sister a bit and called to her to help along. "Hey, Lex. Wake up. We've got plans today and you better wake up in the next ten minutes or I swear I will jump your ass." She didn't wait for her sister to come with her when she left. She would send staff members up with breakfast in a bit, Shay decided as she slid into her wedges and left the room.

On her way to the kitchen, she glanced at her phone to see a response from Owen. Finally. Responding to him, she sent out a few other texts.

To: Rose, Colette
10: 25
I kno we all need 2 talk, but don't forget our plans 2day. Should I invite Ariana?

To: Owen
Ur 2 l8 & I don't wanna talk anymore

To: Christopher
WAKE UP!!!


To: Carson
WAKE UP!!!! WAKEY WAKEY WAKEY UP UP UP!! Making an omelette, u want 1?

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After making sure that her hair was pulled back just loosely enough to not get in her way and be somewhat stylish enough to make it through the day, Tinashé headed into one of the home's many kitchens only to be surprised at seeing Jamie. Despite her best intentions yesterday, she had not been able to speak to directly or even see the blonde. Granted, it probably had something to do with Jamie having never left her room for the summer. Still, Shay didn't know that and genuinely felt a hint of remorse at leaving the party early without at least saying hello to Jamie. Owen being upset that she abandoned him? She could give zero fucks? An actually intelligent individual whom Shay liked to sit and talk with? That was someone she could feel bad about. She smiled a bit for the one of many summer roommates she was bound to interact with now that they were all together. "Hey, Jamie. Sorry about not saying hi last night," Shay said as she stepped into the spacious area. She loved the kitchen and there were a good number of times when she was on tour that she ended up cooking for everyone in her bus because she hated the idea of fast food or stopping at some restaurant. Her eyes ran over the kitchen pensively before she hummed. The smell of waffles, only the start of what the kitchen staff would do since she and Lex typically weren't always up at this time, filled the air. "Making more food and a few drinks if you want anything." Shay turned to the fridge to at least make a few drinks when a few of the kitchen staff came back, inventory in their hands.

"Good morning, Miss Kachingwe. Miss White." Shay offered them the same smile she bestowed upon Jamie. "Morning, fellas." Hans, one of her favorite chefs to work with, smirked at her as she pulled out some strawberries and a few other ingredients. "I'm guessing you need assistance with breakfast?" Shay beamed. "Yeah, if you could get started on the mimosas and maybe some refresher drinks, that would be great. Ooh, and if Charmaine could go back to making waffles in case anyone else wants them, that would be awesome. Oooh, and also, get someone to send a mimosa to my sister. She's in my room and is probably gonna want one. Everyone else could take a break for the rest of the morning." And no one argued and went about heeding her warning. Whenever Tinashé decided to take over the kitchen, it meant that she needed to be in the kitchen. The staff had learned some time ago that trying to thwart her only left them getting plates and the like thrown at them, and Pierce begged for that not to happen again. Smirking at the memory, Shay pulled out her phone again so that she could send some text messages before setting it down on one of the counters. It was probably a shame that Shay didn't include Ariana in that mass text, but she also didn't talk to the eldest Rockefeller. She didn't have her number, so she needed to send Owen a message about his girl.

To: Owen, Aiden, Lex, Chris, Rose, Oliver
Making breakfast if any1 has a preference.

To: Owen
Also, if u expect me 2 b nice 2 ur girl, I'd advise u send her ass 2 come get food.

Leaving the drinks and waffles to the other two chefs, Tinashé was set to get her other ingredients when a lone figure stood in her way. Shay didn't even move at that, only taking in her friend's classy yet still somewhat disgruntled appearance. She could tell Colette had not had a good night whereas Shay, despite everything that occurred, slept pretty comfortably. "Well, damn, no 'good morning, bestie?' No 'wow, you actually look like you tried this morning.'" Shay exclaimed, putting on a mocking impression of a typical Colette act. It was probably just a bit off, but it was her trying to get the tension of yesterday out of the air. Especially considering Jamie was still in the dark. Shay hummed thoughtfully as she stepped around Colette to get some eggs, milk, cheese and a few other ingredients for omelets. She was also going to sauté some potatoes and maybe some stand-alone scrambled eggs and meats in case no one wanted an omelet. It was probably a lot, but Shay needed the action. Needed the business. If there was anything she knew, it was that she could do very well in the culinary arts world if her music career did not work out.

"And there's nothing really to talk about...right now," she continued, setting everything on the kitchen island and then going back to find some vegetables. Satisfied with what she had, she set to work by chopping. "They fucked, neither of them even remember getting in bed together, I was mad and talked to him, and that's really been the end of it. No secret relationship anyone should know about and for the love of all that is holy, do not tell anyone else." Shay tossed Colette a look before returning her gaze to the task at hand. Her phone buzzed on the counter with a response from Alexandra and Carson, conveniently, and she smirked at his message followed with a roll of the eyes at Lex's. A beat later, a shadow passed over her face and she sighed, pausing in her onslaught on the spinach leaves she had just washed off. "I have absolutely no idea what to do right now, Bitchlette," Shay murmured, not because she was trying to keep anything from Jamie but because her voice suddenly was smaller with feelings that it was too early in the morning to be confronted with. However, it wasn't like she could stay in denial forever.

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As one would expect, Carson was more than caught off guard when Alexandra grabbed his face and pushed it against her own. The kiss didn't last for more than a couple of seconds, or the amount of time it took him to realize what she had just done and for him to pull away. What was she doing? Was he speaking a different language when he had just told her that he did not like her like that, and that them ever having any type of romantic relationship was completely out of the question? Either that, or she was delusional. The way that she looked at him with those innocent puppy eyes and giggled after he frantically pulled away pointed towards the latter. As the son of a billionaire, and a popular, good-looking guy, Carson had a decent-sized ego but he didn't think there was anything that captivating about him to make Alexandra obsessed with him. He was sure that she had slept with other guys before, probably even dated some, so why was she so unable to let this go? Even if in some alternate dimension he did have feelings for her, it's not like Owen wouldn't completely destroy the relationship. And he didn't have feelings for her! That was the entire point of this.

He had no idea how to respond to what she had just done, but without realizing it, he had stuck his hands out in an attempt to block any future attacks. "Alexa... no..." He was still caught off guard and considered reiterating his lecture, but if that hadn't worked the first time, it probably wasn't going to work another time either. Instead, he figured that he would have to be more upfront about it. "You can't just do that! Did you not hear what I just said? I don't like you like that, Alexa. I don't want to kiss you, I don't want to hug you, I don't want to touch you. You're a kid and my best friend's little sister, it's completely fucked up for me to see you as anything more than that and I don't. So can we just stop this? Things don't need to be awkward since we're going to be in the same house together all summer, but can you just get it through your head that there will never be anything between us? Never." He was standing up by now, backing away from the bed as if he was expecting her bed to explode at any minute. He still wasn't trying to be mean but maybe now he was beginning to see why Owen got so fed up with her. She didn't take no for an answer and didn't seem to hear anything that she didn't want to hear.

There was no way that he could continue the conversation. He had to get out of that room and out of the house too. Even if he could compose himself enough to go down to the kitchen and socialize with the others, what was he going to do when Alexandra came down bawling her eyes out and her finger pointed towards him. Even if Owen was still ignorant to the secret, Shay and Colette weren't, and it would only take a scene like that to intrigue everyone else.

He headed back to his room, swapped his pajamas for a tank top, board shorts and sandals, and headed downstairs. Before brushing through the front door to find his car, he sent out a few texts. He couldn't pull a Chris and disappear without at least letting everyone where he was going. That would only be more suspicious.

To: Shay
Ur sister is crazy. I'm omw to the beach so I'll meet up w you later I guess?

To: Owen, Aiden, Chris, Oliver
I'm heading back to my apartment in Malibu to grab a few things that I forgot. LMK where you guys are going today and I'll meet up with you.

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When Alexa and Tinashé both disappeared early on in the night, Christopher decided that there was no point in staying at the party either. His solution was more dramatic than just going up to bed like the girls did, but in his defense, he did wait for his parents to leave before catching a ride with friends to the night club, Lure. His night was a usual night of drinking, dancing, and smoking, before he crashed at some model's mansion in Calabasas. The hangover that he woke up with at nine the next morning was enough of a sign that he had a good night. If his phone hadn't been going off with texts from his sisters and mother, he probably would have slept another five hours, but once he was up, it was impossible for him to return to sleep on the couch. His sisters, specifically Ariana, were probably already annoyed with him and though he wasn't feeling well physically, he was ready to get back to the house. He had skipped out on the first night but couldn't do that for the first real day together too.

To: Shay
What's good for today?

To: Ariana
CHILL omw back now. R u mom now?

To: Alexandra
U shouldve come out w me last night. Lure was lit

To: Colette
Should I wear my favorite shirt again today?

The easiest way to get home was a cab. It would have been too much explaining and just as long of a wait if he had called his family's driver, or one of the ones that the Collins' used. Plus, unlike many of the others, Christopher wasn't "famous" enough to be given enough attention for merely using public transportation. He had a trust fund worth more than most adults' life savings, but that alone wasn't important enough to make people recognize him unless he was standing beside his sisters or parents, or behind a DJ booth. He didn't mind it, really. Life was easier when he could blend in with the average crowd and still reap the benefits of being extraordinary.

He got home and managed to sneak upstairs, shower and get dressed by the time that the guys left for the beach. The night time brought out Christopher's wild side, but for the most part, he was a pretty laid back guy. That's why, even though he wasn't particularly close with any of the other guys, he had a good time at the beach. He was able to catch up on his sleep, get some sun and spend some time surfing with Carson. It was a good day and after Chris heard of the plans for that evening, he was sure it was going to be a good night too.

"So, Shay said we're hitting up Greystone Manor tonight," he conversed with Carson, whose car he had opted to drive in on the way home after the beach day. "The last time I was there I can't even tell you how many hot chicks came onto me, man. Models and actresses, too. I guarantee we take home at least one girl a piece tonight," he grinned. Out of all of the guys, Chris preferred Carson. He was the only one who really knew how to have fun.

To: Shay
We better put Europe to shame tn. Were almost home. U girls back yet?

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Carson did end up stopping in the kitchen before leaving. Speaking with Tinashé reminded him of how important it was to set aside his issues with Alexandra to get through the summer. Even before Shay's tour, he had been in at school in New York and spending time with his father in Texas, and their schedules rarely matched up. This summer was going to be the first time that he would actually get to hang out with her in depth in at least a few years, and for all he knew, it could be just as long until they did it again. Her career was taking off faster than anyone could keep up with and he was sure that after relaxing all summer, his father would be on his back about joining the family business. All it took was one tumultuous night with her for him to know that she wasn't the same little girl he grew up with. He couldn't imagine what two more months with her would entail, but he was excited.

He got through the uncomfortable, silent tension between he and Alexandra in the kitchen, and had a pretty positive day at the beach with Owen, Aiden and Oliver. It would have been a perfect day, had Owen not brought up his sister. He should have been happy that the topic of conversation was Tinashé and not Alexandra, but when Owen claimed that Ariana thought she had seen him and Shay making out the night before in the theater, he was completely caught off guard. He was quick to deny it, since technically, it wasn't true. He hadn't kissed Shay, even if he was very close to doing so, but it still left him shaken. Ariana was the absolute last person that he needed knowing about him and Shay. She didn't really have any reason to ruin his relationship with Owen, but even Carson, who liked Ari, knew that this would be the perfect chance to slander Shay's name to Owen.

Carson thought he did a good job at shooting the possibility of it happening down to Owen, so he didn't text Shay right away. After her earlier incident with Owen, he doubted that she needed any extra stress with her brother, especially not if she was already with Ariana. The last thing they needed was a cat fight breaking out at some upscale spa with paparazzi sure to be circling close by. Even if his answer got Owen off his back, Carson couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day, even as he pulled away with only Christopher in the car with him. He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he barely noticed when Chris started talking to him. "What? Oh, tonight? Yeah, she did say Greystone Manor, I think." He laughed when Chris brought up girls, but he knew that he was right. However, he had no intentions of bringing home any girls tonight that didn't already live with them. "You've already got Lex, don't you?" Maybe he could get Alexa off his back by putting Chris on her. Plus, he genuinely did think that Christopher had something going on with Alexandra.

When they finally got down the long driveway and Carson left his car in front of the garage, he texted Shay, hoping that she was already home or close to it.

To: Shay
So... Ariana saw us last night in the theater and told Owen that we were making out... maybe she is as evil as you act

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After reluctantly parting way with Carson and the boys, Tinashé did her best to make the most of her day. She had decided to drive instead of taking a limousine, needing something to occupy the space in her mind since being in the back with Ariana would warrant more tension than there needed to be. In fact, if they were being completely honest, Ariana did not exist in Shay's world. Sure, Alexa having an attitude with her definitely was noticeable and Ariana hovering over her baby sister like a too-old stalker definitely had her watching them, but after awhile, Shay could hardly find it in her to give two fucks. If Alexa wanted to ignore her, then so be it. Shay had not done a thing to her. She promised not to let anything get back to Owen. She had tried to speak with her sister and actually see Alexandra's feelings in all of this. She was shot down and has been ignored. There was no point in trying to appease to a woman - because Alexandra was an adult now and needed to start acting like one instead of being the overgrown child her mother was known for being - who was obviously going to be petty. Tinashé would just be there waiting until Alexandra decided that she actually wanted to get whatever she needed to get off of her chest.

So, she concentrated on the amazing body scrub and massage she had gotten, and the manicure and pedicure. Feeling refreshed, she had no qualm against Colette picking things out for her at the stores they stopped at, particularly in pursuit of an outfit the night. She didn't know what she was going to wear yet, so it was enough of a distraction on the drive home so that she wouldn't attempt to include her sister in conversation. She did, though, feel bad for Jamie. They stopped at two bookstores and an art show that happened to be going on, but she knew Jamie didn't feel particularly comfortable with all of them. They could get along, sure, but it was obvious that Jamie was not much of a fan of either of the Rockefeller twins. And Shay knew all about her sister's beef with Jamie. When they got to a traffic light about five minutes from the estate, Shay glanced down at her phone in the cup-holder and picked it up, sifting through the text messages. Nick Jonas was going to be at Greystone tonight...Lucas wanted her to perform one song tonight (as if!)...Chris was actually back from god knows where he had been...Ariana told Owen she and Carson made out...

Wait, what?

"Son of a..." Shay didn't even finish, the words caught on a mumble to herself as she gripped her device in her hands. Quickly, she typed out a few responses.

To: Chris
Still mad u partied & didn't warn no one.

To: Carson
Really? I'll talk 2 her

Oh, see now I've got something for that ass, she thought as the light turned green, allowing her to continue her trek back home. See, this was what she what she had been worried about. Ariana was irrelevant in her home. Ariana was irrelevant in her life. All the irrelevant girl had to do was deal with the rest of the summer. Shay wasn't doing another girl day again, that was for sure. She had not really intended on Ariana being present for it and the only reason she was was because Owen was a controlling jerk. However, despite whatever Owen wanted to argue, Ariana was still the same conniving bitch she had been when they were in school. And Owen, really? Was that really why he had been concerned about where she went last night? Because Ariana had put in his head that she had been doing anything less than resisting doing exactly what she implied? Shay wouldn't have stopped Carson if he kissed her and truthfully, some part of her had been willing to initiate it last night. However, the idea of him with Lex at the time made her timid and so she settled for cuddling. It had been innocent and she felt like Owen needed to know that - even though he really didn't need to know that - soon. As they pulled into their long driveway, Shay's grip on the wheel tightened just a bit as she fought to urge to glare at Ariana through the rear view mirror. She definitely needed to talk to her brother, but first thing's first...

She and Ariana needed to have a little chit chat.

One of the valets met her at the end of the path and Shay stopped the vehicle, smiling at a few of the staff members who came out to get the girls' shopping bags. Her eyes landed one person specifically, Nkruma. She was a nice woman and was one of the only servants outside who spoke Shona. "I bhudhi vangu kumba?" She asked, wondering if Owen was back in the house. She figured the others would be, but she needed to make sure. Nkruma made a face, tilting her head curiously since Shay didn't speak Shona unless she really was trying to keep something from other people or her mom was using it against her. "Ehe, a adzoka imwe nguva kare ne imwe madhara. A ati ino iwe uri kuenda rese kunze husikuhuno." Shay hummed at the answer, noting that the other girls were getting out of the car and beginning to head into the house. Ariana was still with Alexandra, but that was going to change real soon. Shay needed her alone, even if it meant snapping at Lex. She returned her gaze to Nrkuma while saying, "Naka. Kwanisa iwe udza iye ku sangana ini pedo motsi e kugara marumu? Pedo imwe hozi dzangu? A ne Ndino da ku reketa." She had told the woman to tell Owen that Shay wanted to talk with him, that he needed to meet her near one of the sitting rooms near her bedroom. Once the message was received, Nkruma was gone and Shay's objective was Ariana. Without a hint of hesitation, she walked over to the brunette before she could get close to the house, standing directly in front of Ariana. She smiled frostily as she said, "Hey, before you and I go back to pretending for Owen's sake, we're going to have a little chit chat. Outside." She wasn't leaving room for Ariana to get out of this. She was either going to have this talk or Shay was going to make her. That was the only choice she was going to have in this situation.