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Sam Myers

"A king in my own mind"

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a character in “The High Life”, originally authored by yukoman997, as played by RolePlayGateway

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xxxS A M x M Y E R Sxxxβ€’ x k i n g x b e e x β€’




"We're holding on to the pain because that's all that we have left."
- Chuck Bass




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n i c k n a m e s x // x Sammy Boy (father) , Smidge (mother)

a g e x // x17

g e n d e r x // xmale

s e x u a l i t y x // xheterosexual

e t h n i c i t y x // xcaucasian american

h o m e x // xUpper East Side





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D E M E A N O R


h e i g h t x // x6'1"

w e i g h t x // x183 lbs.

h a i r x // xSam has moose brown hair. It grows very fast, so he elects to keep it pretty thick. He typically pushes it back out of his face, applying just enough gel to keep it in place. Sometimes he can be seen letting fall into its natural messy array.

e y e s x // xSam has rich hazel eyes.

o d d i t i e s x // xSam has a tattoo of a sparrow in flight on his right bicep.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xSam has a tall and athletic build. He is naturally muscular but not to the point that anyone would ever mistake him for a gym rat. He has a smoldering look about him, almost like he's holding some hidden energy back from everyone else. He only smiles when it is absolutely pulled out of him, but his smile is infectious when on display. Sam is very proper in his mannerisms, sitting and walking upright. That being said, every move he makes is intense.

s t y l e x // xSam's father taught him to dress very buttoned up and formal. He is rarely seen in street clothes. He is an avid sunglass wearer. He even picked up a love for scarves from his idol: former king bee, Chuck Bass.






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L I K E S

e x c e s s x // x "I want it all, and I want the best."
g i r l s x // x "The female form was created for Sam Myers."
a l c o h o l x // x "Drink up."
b u s i n e s s x // x "Gotta work to live."
l e a r n i n g x // x "knowledge is power."
s c h e m i n g x // x No one is more conniving than Sam Myers."



D I S L I K E S

s c h o o l x // x "I'm rich. This shit is pointless."
s t u p i d i t y x // x "If you can't be intelligent, leave me alone."
l a z i n e s s x // x "People who don't work hard should not work at all."
m e d i a x // x "They already ruined my family once."
c o m m i t m e n t x // x "Just not my thing."
t r a f f i c x // x "New York traffic is the worst thing in the world."



S T R E N G T H S

i n t e l l i g e n c e x // x "I'm smarter than you think."
c h a r i s m a x // x "I could talk my way out of hell."
w o r k e t h i c x // x "Hard work is key."
c o n f i d e n c ex // x "I'm Sam Myers."
a t h l e t i c i s m x // x "I guess I'm good at sports."
c o n n e c t i o n s x // x "I know people."



W E A K N E S S E S

e m o t i o n s x // x "I try not to show what I'm feeling."
t r u s t x // x "I rarely let people in."
p a t i e n c e x // x "If I want it, I want it now."
p r i d e x // x "I'm Sam Myers... that's enough right?"
i m p u l s i v e n e s s x // x I don't really think things through sometimes."
c o m p a s s i o n x // x "I might not have the biggest heart."



F E A R S

f a t h e r x // x "He's hell to deal with when he's mad.
f a i l u r e x // x "Failure is not an option in this world."
p o v e r t y x // x "Money makes me who I am."
l o v e x // x "I'm not ready for all that."
d e a t h x // x "I've got too much to do."
l o s s x // x "I can't live without the few people I truly care for."





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P E R S O N A L I T Y
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charismatic // Sam is as smooth a talker as they come. His dad taught him very early how to talk to people the way that they want to be talked to. Sam understands that if you say what people want to hear, they will give you anything. Of course, his striking appearance and local celebrity don't hurt his cause. He utilizes this trait in many different ways. Whether it be talking himself out of trouble or into a girl's bed, Sam's tone and facial expressions drip charisma. He also has sharpened this to the point that his charisma affects even the sharpest businessmen, something his father is famous for.

prideful // Sam's pride is his most polarizing characteristic. From an early age, his parents instilled the idea in him that he was the best. As long as he worked for it, he could achieve anything. Meanwhile, the outside world gave him everything he wanted because of who his father was. As he aged, he realized Sam realized he was more intelligent, athletic, and attractive than most other guys. This fueled his ego even further. He believes his confidence is vital to the success he sees around him. The people around him might find him more arrogant than he would ever admit to be.

motivated // Sam is driven to do the best he can in the areas of his life that he cares about. This has proven to be a double edged sword for him. Whether it be in business, sports, or in the social sphere, Sam cares too much about succeeding. It is where he finds his value. He will do anything to reach his goals, even if it means leaving wreckage behind him with the people involved. His drive also causes him to struggle heavily with failure.

mischievous // Sam uses his intelligence and privilege to constantly be involved in some type of trouble. He knows that there is very little he can do that his family name and money can't get him out of. His mischief ranges from investigating gossip, to sending in fake or twisted tips to Gossip Girl to serve his purpose, to planning secret parties at random hotels. Sam just can't stay away from trouble because he finds it all to be fun.






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F A M I L Y xR E L A T I O N S H I P S

Father // 45 // Thomas Myers // Investment Tycoon
Sam and his father have an up and down relationship. Growing up, Thomas was the be all and end all of Sam's role models. He could no wrong in his son's eyes. Thomas was tough enough on Sam from day one. Sam thrived under the pressure though, and it delayed his initial exposure to his father's dark side. Then, when Sam was 14, the media revealed Thomas' affair. Realizing his father was not such a great man crushed Sam. He had built his entire moral foundation on his father, and these foundations came crashing down. Sam rebelled, and his rebellion made things drastically worse. With his mother gone and Sam cutting up, Thomas' wrath finally fell on his son. Sam struggled with this and even threatened to leave and live with his mom several times. Over time, things have improved. Sam and his dad are in the process of getting close again, as Thomas has used involving Sam in his business affairs to draw him back in.

Mother // 38 // Andrea Kirby // Model
Surprisingly, the divorce only brought Sam and his mother closer together. She was always the nicer of his two parents, urging Thomas to ease up on Sam when the pressure began to mount. Sam always appreciated this. He is certainly a momma's boy. Without his mother, Sam isn't sure he would be where he is today. After the divorce, Andrea moved out to the Hamptons year round. She has dated on and off, drawing protectiveness out of Sam that some might not expect. Sam likes being with his mother during the summer and most holidays. Life is just simpler with her.


H I S T O R Y

Sam grew up an only child in a life of luxury. With his father inheriting the majority of the world's largest pharmaceutical company, Sam knows nothing but the excess that has surrounded him since day one. He had the perfect little family around him. They were darlings of the upper east side. His mother the typical trophy wife on the arm of the man who inherited an empire and invested well enough to grow into a mogul. Sam has always been the center of the attention. His father put every type of ball in his hand possible to push him towards being interested in sports. Luckily for Thomas, Sam was a natural athlete. Sports was an important part of the boy's childhood. For the most part, his childhood was just perfect. There were no signs of the storm on the horizon for his family. On his 14th birthday, Sam's world fell apart in front of the entire world. TMZ released a picture of his father kissing his secretary through a window in his office. He came home from school that day to find reporters waiting around outside. They tried to question him, but his mom rushed him through the crowd. She took him inside and explained to him what had happened. She was always brutally honest with Sam. Sam was filled with resentment, bitterness, and sadness. He turned his back on his father, seeking solace in so many different places like parties, girls, alcohol, and even girls. That was the day he became cold and calculated. That was the day he stopped trusting or being concerned for people. In the last year or so, Sam's father has been able to redeem some of the relationship. Long gone is the happy go lucky, positive Sam. In his place, Sam has become the type of person made for the business world of the Upper East Side and Wall Street. His father has recognized this and drawn him into the folds of his business world as a protege. Through this medium, they have found a common ground to begin rebuilding their relationship.




h e x c o d e x // x #0000BF x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x Douglas Booth x // x c r e a t o r x // x yukoman997 x // x c s x // x Scar.-

So begins...

Sam Myers's Story

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Character Portrait: Willow GarcΓ­a Character Portrait: Clara Chase Character Portrait: Dante Lawson Character Portrait: Penelope von Dietrichstein Character Portrait: Moriah Goldman Character Portrait: Primrose Reynolds Character Portrait: Sam Myers
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xxxxiixxx hex ~ #8e44ad
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Using the student council's little helpers around, Clara almost wanted to beam with pride at how well the assembly was going to turn out. The President in charge was wrapped around Clara's finger so whatever she wanted from him, he gladly gave her. Her request to have the main speaker be the President of Yale college was easy enough to convince. Light hors d'oeuvres were being provided by Summers family. They have a child here, not that Clara knows who the child is. Everything was turning out perfect. Now, all she needs was her group. Clara wasn't going to bother Moriah about not showing up yet. Today was Moriah's last day with her whole family before they all jet off to take care of their business. Clara knew how rare it could be to get a whole family together. Moriah would show up soon, hopefully in time for the assembly and without her girlfriend. It seemed odd to Clara how two of her friends seemed to enjoy dating people she despised.

Her phone buzzed, and Clara was quick to check it. Primrose and Willow would be on their way. Now, she needed Dante, Penelope, and Sam. Penelope's absence was quickly solved when Clara felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Please tell me you've remembered to breathe since you read the blast."
"My breathing has been perfect. All of it put into managing this assembly. I'm glad to see you got here!"

Clara gave the girl a quick side hug before telling one of the freshman to move the lemon squares next to the cookies. Didn't she memorize the food table chart? Useless. Madison was sent to drinks for all the girls and finally returned. It was Madison's turn to go get coffee, but Clara knew the girl was displeased. Truthfully, it wasn't even her turn. Clara overheard a rumor being spread about her and some hookup she had with some older guy. The rumor was clearly false, not backed by any evidence. Clara didn't have any proof on who spread it, but Madison has always had a thing for gossip. Therefore, she was on coffee duty. It was one of the more menial tasks Clara gave to her followers.

"I got the coffee, Clara. One vanilla latte for Penelope and a vanilla bean Frappuccino with raspberry syrup for you."
"You took longer than normal. I hope some older guy wasn't distracting you." While Madison was skilled at a poker face, the faint blush on her neck told Clara everything she needed to know. Madison was not to be trusted. "Thank you. Now, go get my books. It's your turn to carry them today." The red haired girl didn't reply before leaving. Clara smiled mischievously at Penelope before taking a drink of her coffee. "By the way, have you heard from Dante or Sam? I haven't seen them yet."

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Location: Penthouse ---> School
Mood: Calm
Hex: #0000BF
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Sam heard his phone buzz from his dreamy daze. Rolling over in bed, he reached out for it. What the hell is that? Sam thought as he felt an object between him and his nightstand. He pried his eyes open to see one of the maids laying half naked in bed with him. Sam smiled to himself. Oh yeah... Sam carefully reached over the young woman and snagged his phone from its charger. 7:05. Sam sat up surveying the room around him. Things hadn't gotten too crazy the night before. He spotted a couple of half finished bottles of expensive liquor on the counter and a trail of clothes leading from the pool table to the bed. Sam shrugged, glancing at the maid while he decided whether or not to clean up the mess or leave it for her. He opted to start on it himself, but he would leave her clothes on the floor. Springing out of bed, Sam quickly placed all of his things. back in their places. Sam was one of those people who has no problems functioning early in the morning. Once his feet hit the floor, he is ready to go.

With one last survey of the room, Sam headed to the the bathroom for his shower. After about 10 minutes, he stepped out into his now steamed up bathroom, dried off, and pulled out one of his several shirts to go with his uniform. He didn't really bother with his hair, just shaking it around with his hand and letting it fall. He didn't have anyone to impress at school. They all worshipped him anyway. Sam threw on his signature scarf and headed back into the main room for a morning drink. Picking up his phone, he realized that what had initially woke him up was a notification from Gossip Girl. To his surprise, he wasn't mentioned. Not that he cared. Sam enjoyed the drama that the reborn mystery gossip line brought the teens of the Upper Eastside. He was a little bothered by what Gossip Girl had said about Clara though. Sam had already started to feel Clara breathing down his neck. He knew that in here eyes the two of them were supposed to date due to social statuses. This wouldn't help matters. It isn't like Sam doesn't like Clara. She's hot. They get along. He knows her and her family well. It would reflect well on him. It's just Sam doesn't know if he is in the mood to settle down, and he wouldn't want to hurt someone he actually cares about. Plus, there's always been this unsaid thing between her and Dante... speaking of Dante. Sam glanced back down at his phone to send his best friend a text, along with a couple others.

To: Dante the Dogg
I've got a saucy Latino in my bed if you want to stop by and make a pass. Either way, you better be at school on time.

To: Prim
You at school yet? I'm gonna try and get there at least a few minutes early to help in the auditorium. It's either that or hear about how lazy I am from Clara...

To: Driver
Pick me up a vanilla bean frap from Starbucks will ya? See you in 20. Don't be late.


Sam put back the last few sips of his drink in one gulp, took one more glance at his overnight guest, and head out the door. His driver was right on time. Sam reread the Gossip Girl post on the short drive to school, and he arrived at 8 on the dot. It took him about 5 minutes to walk to the gymnasium. On his way there he surveyed the new faces... especially the freshman girls. He came away generally unimpressed, although not every girl was a duckling. As he approached the doors of the gym, Sam could already hear Clara buzzing around the place way too fast for her own good. He smirked as he approached her from behind, catching the tail end of her question to Penelope. "By the way, have you heard from Dante or Sam? I haven't seen them yet."

Sam tapped Clara on the shoulder softly. "Speak of the devil, and he shall appear." He threw his best mischievous smile her way.

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Character Portrait: Clara Chase Character Portrait: Dante Lawson Character Portrait: Penelope von Dietrichstein Character Portrait: Primrose Reynolds Character Portrait: Sam Myers
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Dante Lawson

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Dante snickered to himself as he read the blast. Clearly the new Gossip Girl didn't know as much as they were letting on. No doubt there would be some new faces he could turn the charm on, and a few who had been very clear in their refusal. What Gossip Girl did have right was that Clara was definitely in his sights. What was going to happen there, Dante couldn't say. It was complex, in his own mind at least, and had great potential to become very messy. And being king meant knocking his best friend off his throne, and Dante wasn't about to do that.

Dante's attention was caught by the clicking of footsteps and he looked up from his phone to see the new maid attending to her duties. He looked her up and down. She was maybe a few years older than Dante, late twenties at the most unless she was aging exceptionally well. "Oh, I'm sorry Mr Lawson, I don't mean to disturb you."

And Eastern European. God his dad was such a cliche.

Dante smiled and waved away her apology. "I had to be up for school anyway. Don't worry about it." Dante finished the first of his many coffees of the day. "I don't think I caught your name."

"Milena, Mr Lawson."

"Milena," Dante echoed. "Hopefully you'll be sticking around a while." Dante shrugged his blazer on and picked up his school bag. "And it was a pleasure to finally meet you." His eyes were firmly glued to the back of her thighs as she cleaned down the kitchen counter. His phone buzzed, bringing him back to reality.

"Goodbye Mr Lawson."

Dante smiled to himself and began heading down to the lobby. The elevator doors binged close and Dante opened his messages.

To: Fastidioso (Primrose)
Alas, no. Hangovers are for the weak. Why? Do you have one?


To: Sam
As much as I would like to, I would be late for school if I did.

And my dad hired a new maid. I swear he's so cliche it's painful




The car pulled up outside the gate to St Jude's and Dante stepped out. There was a buzz about the place that there hadn't been for a while. At least Gossip Girl was going to make this semester interesting. Given the content of the blast, Dante decided to give Clara and her minions a wide berth.

To: Fastidioso
Save me a seat


Dante came into the shared hall and quickly ducked when he spotted Clara and her minions. He took a seat at the back of the hall. He dropped his bag on the seat next to him.

To: Fastidioso
Or I'll save you one. Back right.






Penelope Von Dietrichstein

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"My breathing has been perfect. All of it put into managing this assembly. I'm glad to see you got here!"


Penelope squeezed her friend for a brief moment before taking her usual place at Clara's side. "And risk missing the first day of school? Never."

Penelope took her coffee from Madison with a quiet thanks. Clearly, Madison was in the bad books with Clara again. Penelope sipped her coffee while Madison was scolded. She made a small 'oh' with her lips when the older guy was mentioned. That little chestnut then.

"By the way, have you heard from Dante or Sam? I haven't seen them yet."

"Speak of the devil, and he shall appear."

Penelope looked over her shoulder. Sam was smiling at Clara. "Behold my amazing summoning skills." she uttered over the rim of her coffee cup. She liked Sam, the problem was Penelope was pretty certain Clara had her sights on Sam. She wasn't sure if Clara held their friendship in high enough regard to not throw her under the bus to get Sam first. And Sam was a whole heap of trouble wrapped up with a very pretty bow. The media storm would be ridiculous and Penelope was going to keep that from her family's doorstep.

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Character Portrait: Clara Chase Character Portrait: Tristan Dupond Character Portrait: Nurys Johnson Character Portrait: Sam Myers
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While being back at school was nice, it was most certainly a lot louder than she remembered, which was admittedly irritating. Her hands were stuffed into her locker eyes concentrating on her phone. She'd been stuck on the same level of a stupid game for a few days now, and after the game over sign flashed up on the screen, a groan passed her lips. Then, she heard a voice that immediately put a smile one her face.

Turning and seeing Tristan made her feel so much better in an instant. "Well hey there, handsome. Are you really getting yourself into trouble already?" A kiss was placed on his cheek and she found it was a lot easier with the few inches her shoes added. Prim was about to speak when she was cut off by a voice that she most definitely did not want to hear. "Hey, you," A loud scoff was sounded as she gave Tristan's arm a little squeeze, glaring daggers at Nurys as she walked off. "Save you a seat, babe." In fact, her eyes didn't leave the other girl until she was out of sight. With an sigh, she looked back up to Tristan and wiped his cheek. "She's totally saying stuff like that to wind me up, right? Ugh..." Running perfectly manicured white nails through her pony tail, Prim took her hand in his and gas

"I'm going to have to go and see Clara and Sam before the assembly. You're free too come, but I didn't think you'd want to. For obvious reasons." She shook her head for a moment. Primrose was aware they'd be in the gym at the moment, and Clara would already have everything set up. Whether or not Dante had actually arrived was a different story, but her main concern was to see her circle of friends before everyone poured into the hall. Tristan probably wouldn't be too happy, but he'd understand. Of course, she felt crappy having to dash off, but it was way better than having Clara get pissy at her. "Save me a seat, alright? And for the love of God, please don't sit with Nurys." After giving his lips a quick peck, she smiled up at him after her locker was closed. "Love you, babe. See you in ten!"

With that said and a wave being given, Primrose began to dart in and out the students, resorting to pushing if needs be. It probably didn't help that she hand her nose buried in her phone, texting away frantically whilst making her way over.

From: Sammy / Sam
You at school yet? I'm gonna try and get there at least a few minutes early to help in the auditorium. It's either that or hear about how lazy I am from Clara...


To: Sammy / Sam
I'm coming now. Literally, I'll be about a minute, if that.


Keeping her phone at hand, she used the camera to swiftly check her hair before pushing open the door and entering the gym. Her heels clicked against the floor loudly, signalling that she was here. "Sorry for taking so long, I had to catch up with Trist. You didn't do bad setting everything up, Clara." She smiled pleasantly, lifting a hand to wave to Penelope and Sam. God, she genuinely missed seeing everyone together like this. Noting that Dante wasn't here made her frown and turn her head, just enough to catch a glimpse of him. He didn't even come over and say hi to everyone, what a shame."I didn't miss much, did I?"

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Character Portrait: Willow GarcΓ­a Character Portrait: Clara Chase Character Portrait: Penelope von Dietrichstein Character Portrait: Primrose Reynolds Character Portrait: Tristan Dupond Character Portrait: Nurys Johnson Character Portrait: Ivan Johnson Character Portrait: Sam Myers
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Willow had arrived at the school gates a little past the time she'd promised Clara. God, I hope she's not gonna be pissy, Willow thinks as she pulls into Constance and St Judes shared car park. Spying a couple pressed up against the trunk of the guys car, Willow rolled her eyes at their passionate embrace, jumping out of her car and slamming the door shut behind her. She'd never been a fan of PDA, well, unless she was drunk then Willow couldn't give a flying fuck who saw her half-naked streaking down the street. Ah, good memories.

Waltzing into school, her stride full of confidence, Willow notes that everyone seems to be here bright and early. Spotting Dante Lawson, Willow's eyes widened as she heads for the front of the hall where Clara stood, she makes sure to take the route that goes by where he sits, dropping a snide "Oh Dios mΓ­o, I never thought I'd see the day Dante Lawson arrived at school on time." not stopping to hear his response as she continues on - sending Nurys and Tristan each a small smile as she heads past them too.

Finally reaching where Clara stood with her usual posse, Willow's smile fades to being somewhat less genuine as she greets them all. "Hey guys, ugh the traffic was awful this morning." Willow begins, immediately getting in there with her excuse in hopes that Clara wouldn't then bring up her lateness. Stiffening a little when her eyes meet Sam's, Willow's obvious distaste for the guy writes itself all over her face for a millisecond before she wipes it off and it's replaced with that same smile.

Averting her gaze from the tall guy that stood right in front of her, Willow turned to look at Penelope, a much more friendly face. "Penny, you're looking cute today," Willow beams, Penelope was perhaps the one person within this 'popular' group that Willow could stand for more than fifteen minutes; she was a genuinely sweet girl that Willow found she actually had quite a lot in common with.

Then taking in her surroundings, Willow can't help but be a little impressed by Clara's work. "The hall looks great too." She concedes, not one to keep a compliment to herself simply because she's not the Queen Bee's biggest fan. During this entire greeting, Willow almost entirely ignores Primrose. Now Clara was bitchy and mean but Primrose was almost worse in Willow's eyes, she acted to sweet and cute but ever since Willow arrived at the school, she'd only ever been cold to her. Probably because Willow was so close with her boyfriend, she was worried that Willow might have feelings for him. Good thing she really only saw Tristan as a good friend.

Fiddling in her schoolbag, Willow emerges with her phone, deciding to send out a quick text while Clara and the girls put the finishing touches on the snack table. The assembly should be starting soon.

To: Vin
Where are u? Ur gonna get into deep shit if u miss assembly


Stuffing the phone back straight after the text is sent so that none of the stuffy teachers currently patrolling the hall could take it off her, Willow looks back at the group waiting to see if Clara was going to get her to do anything or if she could go sit down finally.

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Character Portrait: Willow GarcΓ­a Character Portrait: Liam Summers Character Portrait: Clara Chase Character Portrait: Dante Lawson Character Portrait: Penelope von Dietrichstein Character Portrait: Primrose Reynolds Character Portrait: Nurys Johnson Character Portrait: Ivan Johnson Character Portrait: Sam Myers
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Clara smiled as she looked around the hall. The hall looked great, so much better than last year. How Clara manages to do better each year baffles even her at times. It would've been nice if a few more of group had helped, or just showed up. Some were blameless, others had excuses, but the ones who didn't bother to say anything annoyed her the most. Speaking of annoyance, Sam finally arrived. Lateness wasn't uncommon for the Queen's King, but the first day wasn't the time to be late.

"If I knew devil worship would get you here, I would've done it sooner... it would've been nice if you showed up."

His mischevious smile didn't work on her as much as he thought it did. Her look of disapproval faded into a sigh. 'Not much I can do about it now.' She'll be nice about it for their friendship. The resident Queen and King Bee have been friends for years, their mothers putting them together. Sam was her social equal in every way. Clara couldn't help thinking of the Gossip Girl post. Sam may not be hers in a romantic sense, but things could happen. Everyone thought they were both cute and scary together. The fact that they weren't kept stories going of how she's a terrible that nobody could stand to be near her. There is nothing wrong with waiting for someone special, but it would be nice cease the rumors.

Clara's eyes caught movement in the back of the hall. Dante Lawson, another one of Clara's more complicated relationships. The playboy looked good today, but he always dressed impressively. Clara always had a fondness for the playboy. He's charming, attractive, and shared her love of finer things. However, his reputation stopped Clara from acting on her fascination. She wasn't going to be another knotch in his bedpost. Still, he could've said hello instead of ignoring everyone.

More of her group began to arrive: Prim first then Willow. Primrose had to see her boyfriend. Clara wanted to gag thinking about it. Her friends had the habit of dating people she didn't like, but Clara wasn't in the position to meddle. Her friend was happy and she'd be cordial, somewhat. Next was Willow, the frenemy. She's fresh blood and still open for molding. Clara smiled.

"We better find our seats. We have bigger things to talk about after: Sam's back to school party. Just warning you," turning to look at Sam, "If strippers show up I'm not coming."

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"Oh you know, the typical not wearing a blazer crap. You'd think this school would take a hint, but nah." Seeing her face made the mornings better, especially today. Everyone was buzzing about some assembly, but it was just another powerplay by the Queen Bee. Tristan typically ditched these events, but he was already on a thin ice with the faculty. His step-father was the only reason he hasn't been expelled. 'Rich people and their power.'

Nurys little display didn't make Tristan's day any easier. The rivalry between the two musicians wasn't lost on him. Having a girlfriend who one of his friends didn't like wasn't easy. Tristan understands though. He wouldn't deny that Primrose has had it easier in life than some of his friends. Nurys had to work harder than Prim when it comes to their music careers. Although Tristan would never say this to Prim, but he does think it. "Relax, she's harmless." Well, Nurys is dangerous, but the flirting and overly affectionate attitude was just to piss off Primrose. The two both have their relationships and aren't planning to ruin it over some feud.

His grilfriend running off to see her friends wasn't completely uncommon. Did it bother Tristan? Yeah, but he can't say he's not used to it. Tristan chuckled thinking about it. How his past two relationships both were close with his enemies was laughable. Some say he loves the drama and he'd laugh along with it. His life is already a TV drama so might as well just go along with it."Go see your friends, it's fine. But no sitting next to Sam. I'll sit next to anybody else." As much as Tristan didn't like the Queen Bee, her king was even worse. Clara reluctantly accepted the relationship, but Sam has been meddling since the beginning. Being trapped next to Clara was more tolerable.

Tristan moved witht the crowd as everyone was making their way to the school hall. He let out a low whistle at the sight of it. Although it was the student council's task to plan and decorate the assembly, they just followed Clara's orders. She did a nice job, though Tristan wouldn't say that to her face. The catering looked amazing, Liam's family must have done it. Tristan recognized those sweets anywhere. Speaking of which, he hasn't arrived neither has Ivan. He'd have texted then, but Tristan could feel the staff's eyes on him. Maybe later...

Tristan noticed the school's resident playboy in the back. Dante was definitely in his good books. Tristan took a seat in front of Dante, turning around to face him. "Have any fun lately or hoping for that forbidden one?" Tristan couldn't help poking at Dante and Clara's... sexual tension. It's so funny. "Speaking of fun, am I still uninvited from the back to school bash?

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Sam smiled at Penelope's response. but his smile faded upon hearing the clawback from Clara, "If I knew devil worship would get you here, I would've done it sooner... it would've been nice if you showed up." She was always the only one who could get to him with piercing words. Not that he really thought she was serious. Her wit was one of the more attractive things about her. He gave a quick fake frown but immediately flipped it into a nervous smile. Scratching the back of his head, he responded. "Yeah, you know New York traffic can be a bitch... kind of like someone I know," Sam busted into laughter to make sure it was clear that he was joking. Not that Clara even seemed to notice. He followed her gaze all the way to Dante in the back of the assembly. Of course. Sam rolls his eyes. He'd be an idiot not to notice the rising tension between his best friend and Clara. He shook it off and made a mental note to catch up with Dante after the assembly, as he was certain he would get drug along to sit with Clara and the girls.

Almost on cue, Clara pronounced that the set up was done, ordering everyone to follow her to grab seats. Sam fell in line behind Prim as he heard Clara bring up his party. "If strippers show up I'm not coming." He shook his head in laughter. "No worries hun. You girls and too much alcohol will be entertainment enough I'm sure." He was glad Clara had brought the party up though. He had forgotten to remind his driver to pick up the drinks. He slid his phone out of his pocket as he sat down next to Prim, being sure to throw a spiteful look back towards Tristan before he returned his attention to his message.

To: Driver
Forgot to tell you to pick up some drinks. Buy 20 six packs of Smirnoff Ice for the girls. Get plenty of beer for the guys. Get some vodka and some whiskey... plenty of sprite and coke for people to mix with. And buy a new lock for the liquor cabinet. We don't want anyone getting into my expensive shit. Just leave it all in the penthouse, and tell the maid to clean up and make a bunch of finger foods. I'll see you after school.

To: Gossip Girl
You mind advertising my party? You know when and where. The more people the better. I'm sure you'll be there yourself...


Sam was a regular GG tipper as he liked the drama it brought into his world. He felt he had built a good deal of credit with, not that it ever stopped her from posting about him. Sam smiled to himself thinking about the night ahead. This was his third year having this party, and it had gotten crazier every year. Clara's comment referred to the previous year, when, in their drunken glee, Dante and Sam had called a couple of strippers to crash the party. Of course, all the guys stuck around, but most of his closer girl friends left. He honestly wanted a good time for everyone, and Sam knew well enough that a mixture of solid location, good games, and plenty of alcohol would provide that. Him and Dante had a few things up their sleeve to make it interesting. He turned his attention to Prim when he realized he had hardly acknowledged her yet, "So I assume lover boy is gonna let you come tonight... I guess he can be your plus one. Don't tell him I let him come without an argument though." Sam rolled his eyes. Prim knew that Sam and Tristan had mutual disdain for one another. Sam didn't see any reason to sugarcoat it. In his opinion, Prim deserved better. He knew there was a line on what he could say though, and he often approached it without crossing it. His goal was never to offend Prim.