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Brynn Calloway

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a character in “The Secret Lives of Manhattan's Finest”, as played by Arrow-

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Brynn Calloway

☽ "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words? They can't touch me." ☾

Ca't Be Tamed || Miley Cyrus /|\ Radioactive || Imagine Dragons /|\ All The Things She Said || t.A.T.u

Fᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ Lindsey Morgan
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #800020
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ HEX



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✦Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ✦
Brynn Lee Calloway

✧Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ✧
Sometimes Bri, but Brynn would suffice.

✦Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ & Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ✦
Month and day - Zodiac sign here (♈ ♉ ♊ ♋ ♌ ♍ ♎ ♏ ♐ ♑ ♒ ♓)

✧Aɢᴇ✧
How old are they?

✦Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ✦
Female

✧Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ & Mᴀʀᴛɪᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs✧
Secretly Bi-curious, Single



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✧Hᴀɪʀ✧
Due to her latin decent, Brynn had thick, luxurious, dark aburn hair. Swirls of red reside in the deep brown tone, and though most people ask her if its due to highlights or low lights, she has to explain its just because of interesting genetics. As for style, she prefers to either have it pulled into a sleek ponytail or cascading in pretty waves.

✦Eʏᴇs✦
Brynn's eyes are generally clasified as brown, but if you look closely, you would notice they are much more complex than that. Their shade is like dark caramel, amber and chocolate browns with flecks of black. Her eyes are hodded with thick black lashes to match her darker hair and complexion.

✧Sᴋɪɴ✧
Unlike most ladies she knows in the high society of Manhattan, besides the Queen Bee, she is the only one with a splash of colour. Due to her Brazilian Mother's strong genetics, Brynn inherited the coppery skin from her Mom's homeland. She tans easily, and her caramel skin blends well with her darker features.

✦Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ & Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ✦
1.65cm, weighs 110lbs.

✧Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ✧
50% Brazilian, 50% British

✦In Depth✦
Brynn is overall a beautiful girl. She enjoys fashion, but prefers to dress her lean, lithe body in edgy or promiscuous sorts of clothing when she is out. Around her parents though, she dresses like a "proper lady".


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XXXTease✦ Fierce✧Intelligent✦ Stubborn✧ Sarcastic
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Brynn Calloway is a badass. She's a guy's girl; very intelligent, fierce and tough. Brynn isn't afraid to break the rules to get her way, and she won't put up with anyone who wants to try and break her down. She stands tall in front of even her largest enemies and would give herself up to protect her friends. She is loyal to those who matter to her, and would kick the shit out of anyone who tried to hurt them. Of course, most of the toughness is just a facade; the outer part of Brynn that everyone sees. On the inside Brynn is smart and kind, but this is blocked by her stemming trust issues. Not many get to see the real Brynn, and those who do would do best to keep it to themselves or end up with bruises.

Her sense of humour is very sexual (she isn't called tease for no reason). She enjoys watching other people squirm and beg for her; in this sense she is sort of a sadist. To her friends though, she is witty and loves sarcastic banter. Her ideal form of conversation would be filled with sarcasm and teasing jests. She is often seen as a hardass, but around those she cares for, she can chill out and relax and even let her guard down.

Brynn is also a hot head with a quick temper and is easy to tick off. Anger is how she deals with most of her problems. Sad? Go punch something. Confused and frusterated? Go plot how to destroy people. Happy? Well, she is sure to fire you a playful punch or two.


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✦Lɪᴋᴇs✦
✧ Sex ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
✧ Engineering ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
✧ Dance ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
✧ Alcohol ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
✧ Friends ✧ ↣ Brynn has few people she can name 'friends', so the ones she does have, she holds close.


✧Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs✧
◆ Fakes ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ Secrets ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION


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✧Tᴀʟᴇɴᴛs✧
✦ Seduction ✦ ↣ One does not earn the title of 'The Tease' for no reason. Maybe it was the way she moved, or how she acted, but most would say it was the way she could entice people with her words and slight accent. Any way they took it, it lead them to her bed.
✦ Language ✦ ↣ Brynn is fluent in many tongues, but especially English and many forms of Spanish. In her basic talk, she speaks with Latin slang that most dont understand, meaning she can get away with insults all she wants.
✦ Dancing ✦ ↣ Modern and Traditional dancing was a lard part of her childhood. Anything from salsa to classical to ballet, she was thrown into as a child, because of this she has flexibility and strength.
✦ Cooking ✦ ↣ Yes, even though she is filthy rich and may not need to cook for herself, she still knows how. Her mother prides herself with authentic Latino cuisine that not most normal cooks can capture. This was knowledge that Naomi, Brynn's Mother, bestowed upon her.


✦Fʟᴀᴡs✦
✧ Promiscuous ✧ ↣ Brynn's life can be distracted easily with a good hook up, and can easily be controlled by using sex.
✧ Not Careful ✧ ↣ For someone with many secrets, Brynn isn't very good at hiding them. She also doesn't have much care for herself, so things like alcohol and sex is something she flings about wildly.
✧ Attachment ✧ ↣ Brynn doesn't have many close relationships, so the ones she does have are important to her, but she gets too attached. Brynn will fight hard to keep her friends even if it is hopeless.
✧ Time Managment ✧ ↣ Brynn is that girl to show up late to any event. She doesn't mean for it to happen, but its like time almost flies away from her.


✧Secrets✧
✦ Sexuality ✦ ↣ Despite being the schools number one slut, sleeping with all the men, Brynn can't help her recent feelings towards her friend. Brynn is normally not one for commitment, especially not when the person she has feelings for is a female. If that came out, her family would surely disown her.
✦Pregnant ✦ ↣ Though she likes to pretend it wasn't happening, Brynn is pregnant... And the father? Well, the one she could guess at would be the Queen Bee's boyfriend, Prince Charming.
✦ Dark Past ✦ ↣ Few know about Brynn's past, filled with self harm, drugs and suicidal thoughts. After being introduced to the adult world of intercourse though, she decided to take that as a hobby instead.
✦ Slight Nymphomania ✦ ↣ Brynn had used to consider herself ugly and uncool, but ever since she hit puberty, she has had boys crawling after her. Even though this earns her the title of a whore, she doesn't care anymore, and uses these men to make her feel better about herself.
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✧Dʀᴇᴀᴍs✧
✦ Settling Down ✦ ↣ Despite being a "total whore" as some call it, Brynn still dreams of having the good life with a husband (or maybe wife?) and a bundle of kids. She barely admits this though, as some people seem to take it as a joke.
✦ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION
✦ ANSWER ✦ ↣ EXPLANATION

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✦Fᴇᴀʀs✦
✧ ANSWER ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
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✧ ANSWER ✧ ↣ EXPLANATION
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✧ Edward Calloway ✧ ↣ Father ↣ Alive
✦ Naomi Calloway ✦ ↣ Mother ↣ Alive


✦Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ✦
Edward Calloway was richer than rich, his money dating back from family inheritance and his fathers own larger than life engineering company. With that sort of money, Edward was able to do whatever he wanted. He took the money, started a new branch of the family company in America, centred in New York where the pace was faster and suited his playboy style. On one of his many escapes around the world, Edward landed in Brazil. When he landed his eyes on Naomi, he knew he wanted her. She was gorgeous, would make everyone jealous and would provide good entertainment. Naomi, a girl from a poor family, easily took up the offer of riches and a green card. They never truly loved one another, but their relationship worked. They settled down and decided to start a family. This is where Brynn comes along.

Brynn was born in the summer time in the high heat of July. She was a happy baby that got anything she desired, as most of the kids in her fathers pay grade did. She grew up being taught the traditional Brazilian ways of her mother, with a mix of European culture. Her parents expected her to be a proper lady with high prestige. They enrolled her in dance, gymnastics, art classes, everything that screamed feminine. Their plan had been working too until highschool where Brynn was introduced to boys. Before this time, Brynn had only been apart of female only schools, and after some pleading, she had been allowed to go to a elite highschool with mixed genders.

Brynn had been surprised at how popular she was with boys. They would all call her exotic and special and beautiful. She fell easily for a boy who treated her the best out of them all. This boy though, was not what he seemed. He introduced Brynn to the secret world of drugs, sex, alcohol; all things she easily became obsessed with. When the time came for the boy to break her heart and leave her high and dry, Brynn didnt know what to do. So like any nervous, anxiety ridden and depressed teenager would do, she contemplated death. After her third suicide attempt, her family took her away from that school and got her help. It was shameful, and they reprimanded her until she was back to her "ladylike ways". Of course, Brynn was no longer a "lady".

Highschool came and went and so did university. She got her degree in business with a minor in mechanical engineering (something she kept hidden from her family). Through this time though, sex was a constant piece of Brynn's life. She used it to make herself feel better, to forget her stress and to remind her she could still feel something. She slept with whoever suited her fancy, despite their relationships. Deep down a part of her only slept with men because she was confused about women. They allured her, but she wouldnt allow herself to fall into that. Her family would kill her if that was the case.

Now, known as the tease, Brynn works for her fathers company, though this is only to keep her busy when she isn't going partying or hanging with friends. Recently though, after sleeping with Prince Charming two months ago, she has found out the deathly secret that she is pregnant. She only hopes this secret is never leaked.



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✧Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ✧

Can't Be Tamed | Miley Cyrus
For those who don't know me,
I can get a bit crazy
Have to get my way,yep
24 hours a day
'cause I'm hot like that

Every guy, everywhere
just gives me mad attention
Like I'm under inspection
I always gets a ten,
'cause I'm built like that

I go through guys like money
flyin' out the hands
They try to change me
but they realize they can't
And every tomorrow is a day I never plan
If you're gonna be my man understand

I can't be tamed
I can't be tamed
I can't be blamed
I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed
I can't be changed
I can't be tamed
I can't be, can't, I can't be tamed

If there was a question about my intentions,
I'll tell ya
I'm not here to sell ya
Or tell you to go to hell
(I'm not a brat like that)
I'm like a puzzle
but all of my pieces are jagged
If you can understand this,
we can make some magic,
I'm wrong like that

I wanna fly,
I wanna drive,
I wanna go
I wanna be a part of something I don't know
And if you try to hold me back I might explode
Baby, by now you should know

I can't be tamed
I can't be tamed
I can't be blamed
I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed
I can't be changed
I can't be tamed
I can't be, can't, I can't be tamed

Well I'm not a trick you play,
I'm wired a different way
I'm not a mistake,
I'm not a fake,
It's set in my DNA
Don't change me
Don't change me
Don't change me
Don't change me
(I can't be tamed)

I wanna fly,
I wanna drive,
I wanna go
I wanna be a part of something I don't know
And if you try to hold me back I might explode
Baby, by now you should know

I can't be tamed
I can't be tamed
I can't be blamed
I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed
I can't be changed
I can't be tamed
I can't be, can't, I can't be tamed



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Character Sheet By : The Toxic Cereus
Inspired By : AmeliaIsGhostly
Filled Out By : Arrow-

So begins...

Brynn Calloway's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Juliet Arnault Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Gabriel Read Character Portrait: Teegan Hansley Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman Character Portrait: Chadwick Dangote Character Portrait: Edward Aryn

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Gossip Girl here and as we all sadly know, it is the end of the summer. I know, I know - heartbreaking, right? Back to longer days and nights in the office, homework and let's not even forget the copious amounts of hot coffee and tea we're all going to be sipping on once winter takes a bite out of our asses. But, if you're any of our fine citizens of the Upper East Side, you're probably not worried about such things. In fact, if you are anyone, you would be in The Hamptons where the Shanks are hosting their infamous annual White Party on the lawn of their gorgeous estate. And if you're not, well...then I'll sip on those scrumptious strawberry mimosas and partake in a few macaroons in your honor.

At about thirty minutes past two in the afternoon, every filthy rich Upper East Sider makes their way to one of the most beautifully appointed mansions in Southhampton, about fifteen minutes from the beach when driving. Either way you put it, you know it's going to be breathtaking. And while everyone else is decked in the appropriate white attire for the obviously over-priced event, you all already know that I'm going to be there too. Watching...waiting...and in utter impatience for the delicious events that are sure to unfold. XOXO, Gossip Girl.





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A A L I Y A H ~ S H A N K S
"Life ain't a box of Lucky Charms, but if you don't magically teleport yourself here..."

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Location || The White Party : The Shanks' Hampton Estate
iPod || Teen Idle by Marina & the Diamonds
Mood || Annoyed


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"Don't see the big deal, sis," Marcel said into the phone and Aaliyah shut her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration and having to ignore the way her Isabel Marant cuff clanked against the device she held up against her ear. She could already feel a headache coming on and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. The majority of the guests had arrived earlier with a few stragglers coming and going. Under normal circumstances, like when someone else was hosting an event at a gallery or even one that wasn't even important, Aaliyah barely even thought to text either of her siblings to see where they were. If she saw them, she saw them. If she did not, then that was the story and that was fine. However, this was an event their mother was throwing. Meaning, everyone was going to hear Debby's mouth until all of her family members were present. And by everyone, Aaliyah typically meant herself. "Can't you just magically convince her to let it go or something? You're good at that." Aaliyah bristled. It was a good thing she was in her bedroom and not anywhere downstairs where anyone could see her current facial expression.

"Hell no! This is not a box of Lucky Charms, but you better magically teleport yourself here or so help me God, I will magically shove my foot up your ass, Marcel." She hissed into her cell phone. She could hear her brother's eye roll through the phone. "I don't care if you have to convince your flavor of the month that you'd rather dip her in the chocolate fountain on front, be here. Now." She refused to encourage any more of his excuses by ending the call, letting out a frustrated sigh before trying to relax herself enough to return to the guests. This was not even her own event and she was already stressing. Aaliyah had changed her outfit twice before deciding on her Halston Heritage jumpsuit because Debby had made face after face when she saw her daughters' choices. She had had to leave Beau's side when Shailene pulled her aside to say that Debby was furious that Marcel wanted to bail on them for some girl he stole away to California. And suddenly, Aaliyah had to be the one to resolve the issue since Debby couldn't just call her son. Aaliyah shook her head quickly to dispel the negativity, though she could still feel herself brimming with aggravation when she rose from her perch on her childhood bed.

Before heading out, she stopped to check her reflection, styling her hair back into the messy bun from earlier in the morning so that her Jennifer Fisher earrings could be seen better. Sliding her cell back into her Louboutin clutch, she gave herself one more final glance over before heading out, ignoring the servant who asked if everything was alright. No, everything was not alright, but she was here, wasn't she? Wasn't that enough of a reason to not ask that dumb ass question? By the time Aaliyah was back on the first floor, a cordial smile was painted back on her face. In passing, she nodded to a few guests, the sound of her Miu Miu sandals echoing when she reached the outside portico. The spacious lawn of her family's estate was filled with white tables and a sea of white-attired bodies, the flashes of green from the lush grass peeking out amidst the stark color all of the guests wore. Some sported bikinis and swimsuits, others more elegant apparel. It was the one time of the year, other than if someone did a special event, that she had to deal with such an onslaught of the color, and Aaliyah was already annoyed despite the tasteful elegance of the event. The White Party was the one event Debby did not allow any other member of the family to host, which was why it was a big deal that Marcel was not present. No one missed their own mother's party, especially not because they were chasing tail as if they hadn't had a different one three weeks ago.

Her eyes roved over the crowd and she saw a few notable faces, though none of them being the main one she was looking for. A few of her followers nodded in her direction and she only offered a longer gaze before glancing around before she saw a familiar blonde head. Without hesitation, Aaliyah made her way over to Juliet, exhaling loudly when she reached her and looping her arm with the heiress. "Girl, tell me why Marcel's trying to get me killed and I'm not even the one who didn't show up," she immediately complained to the blonde, accepting a cranberry mimosa when it was offered from an approaching server.



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The Hamptons were the place to be during the summer time, and on days like this, when the weather was absolutely perfect, that was exceptionally true. Erin did not have to like Aaliyah personally, to appreciate the grand estate that her family owned. The lawn was perfectly manicure and sprawled out for what felt like forever, the party's design was perfect, and the two cocktails that Erin had had since arriving seemed to be mixed to perfection. It wasn't like her family didn't own their own house in the Hamptons, but admittedly, it wasn't anything like this. Call it privileged, to be able to complain about the luxury level of one of your many houses, and you wouldn't be wrong. Erin had just always possessed something in her that made her want more. She wanted to be just as good, if not better, than her peers, and she hated feeling like she fell short. Her house in the Hamptons was very nice compared to many, but it didn't sit on Meadow Lane like the Arnault's did, and it was not nearly as spacious as the Shanks' was. It made her bitter, to a degree, but in her defense, it also made her want to do better.

Today was going to be a day of sheer fun though. That was what she had been trying to tell herself all day. Even if the party was being hosted by the family of a girl she didn't like, and even if she was going to be surrounded by some people she wasn't fond of, she was going to have fun. Who cares if Gabe is there, and if he's drooling all over Juliet? Or even Teegan? Who cares? Not me. And so what if I run into Edward? That night we shared was almost a month ago, and he was just as drunk as I was, so that's probably why he never called me back. I'll be fine. This will be fine. Throughout the day, she had done her best to reassure herself that she could have fun tonight, even if the mix of people there wasn't going to be the best. In order to prep herself enough to be in a good mood, she convinced Juliet to take a yoga class with her and get breakfast that morning. She knew that the blonde would be glued to Aaliyah's side come the party (and now, by the looks of it, she wasn't wrong), so she needed to get her time in with Juliet too, and post a few pictures on social media, to establish that they were friends as well. It was incredibly childish- a page out of a high schooler's playbook, but Erin couldn't help it. It wasn't like Juliet was the best friend in the world, and someone she would die without, but for Erin, it was the principle of it. The principle that Juliet was all she had left after all of her upper east side friends abandoned her, and then Aaliyah stole her in just a couple of month's time.

Even without a close friend by her side, Erin felt confident coming in on her own (well, with her cousin, but he wasn't important enough to be considered as an actual extra person). She was dressed in a white romper with Givenchy sandals to match, and as soon as she had gotten into the party, she knew that she looked good. She didn't have trouble striking up conversation with a few acquaintances, and helping herself to a drink or two as she mingled. She had spotted Juliet earlier, but since she had been talking to some of the girls they had went to school with, most of whom still refused to acknowledge Erin's distance, she had kept her distance. Other than her, Erin had not seen anyone else she was particularly close with, but judging by the amount of people at the party, that didn't necessarily mean that they weren't actually here yet. They most likely just hadn't crossed paths yet, so she took out her phone and texted Brynn.

To: Brynn
Hey girlie! Tell me you're here!

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Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman

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The White Party, an annual shindig where those of good status and wealth would congregate and gossip about each other and diss those of lesser status and wealth. Talk of business, vacations, scandals mixed with copious amounts of liquor was always a good time, well it would have been for Brynn if not for one little detail. The hosts. Brynn's hatred for the Shanks was well known. Aaliyah was what some would call an arch enemy of sorts. Ever since she slept with the Queen Bee's so-called Prince Charming, the girl couldn't seem to get her head out of her ass when around Brynn. Her family, by association, was also in Brynn's long book of names of the people she wanted to pistol whip. Luckily, Beau had ended up on the list of people Brynn din't want to maim. Despite all this though, her family was still forcing her to come. She just hoped that it didn't get disastrous.

Just as her families limo pulled up to the party she received Erin's message. The thought of the girl brought a smile to her lips. Ah yes, one of the few reasons the party might be okay. Erin was one of the people Brynn held dear, and her bubbly personality lured her in. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she could stay away from her enemies and just chill with the few people she was fond of.

To: Erin
Just pulled up hun. Not excited for this at all. Fucking Shanks. Where did they get that last name anyways... Prison? Anyways, I'll find you. You'll be the one in white, right?

Brynn was full of sass and sarcasm, but for Erin it was all in good jest. As she hit send, the driver pulled open her door and Brynn slid out. She wore a beautiful white Prada dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and had gorgeous detailing of golden studs and frill on the sleeves. Topped with a black belt (as a bit of rebellion to the whole 'white' theme) she was ready. Now she just had to find her friend. She made sure to scoop up a mimosa from a nearby waitor on the way.

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Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan

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Erin received a response from Brynn only a minute or so after she sent hers, so she still had her phone in hand and beamed at the quick answer. Thank God. Brynn's presence was going to be necessary as the party progressed and she was relieved that her roommate was finally arriving. Although the girls lived together in Manhattan, it sometimes felt as if they never saw each other, especially during the summer. Both girls worked for their fathers' companies during the day time, and at night and on weekends, frequently hung out together, but also, frequently had plans that kept them out of the apartment. No matter where they were, though, Erin felt like she could always have a good time with Brynn. What made her coming today even better, was that she wouldn't be the only one in white who disliked the family hosting them. In reality, Erin had nothing against any of the Shanks aside from Aaliyah, but that didn't matter really. All that mattered was that she didn't like Aaliyah, and the disdain seemed to be a mutual one. Although Erin felt like it was unjustified for Leah to have any ill feelings towards her when she was the one in the wrong, it also made sense that Aaliyah wouldn't like her. While she had not attended The Spence School with her and Juliet, Aaliyah had still been a part of the Upper East Side, and she was friendly with a lot of the same girls who had dropped Erin from their social circle. At the very least, today Erin could say that her beef with Aaliyah had nothing on the issues that she knew existed between Brynn and Aaliyah. Erin and Brynn were close enough where Erin knew about what had went on between Brynn and Beau... and the mere fact that Beau's infidelity had not immediately dissolved the marriage plans shocked Erin. What was equally shocking, was that an invitation was still extended to Brynn's family to come to the celebration. Erin supposed that maybe Aaliyah's family didn't know about it, or in typical Upper East Side fashion, it wasn't important enough to break social code.

To: Brynn
Hahahaha you're too much for me ;D i'm in that romper i showed you a few days ago! come find me and quick!! dying here without you!

Unsurprisingly, it was easier for Erin to pick out the Brazilian beauty than it probably was for her to do the other way around. She had picked up a mimosa of her own on the way over, and greeted Brynn with an exuberant smile. If the mimosa in her hand didn't seem like the perfect recipe to ruin a white dress with one wrong tilt, she would have squeezed her into a bear hug, with how glad she was to see her, though. "My oh my, don't you clean up just wonderfully, Miss Calloway?" Erin teased as she enthusiastically looked Brynn up and down before breaking the act it with a laugh. All joking aside, she really did look wonderful. While it seemed to be more typical for Brynn to dress in clothes that were sometimes revealing or edgier in style, it made sense that at an upscale event like this (especially one that her family was attending), she would look nothing short of regal. "Don't let me keep you for too long though," she continued with a smirk. "I'm sure you want to go and chat with Leah and her family. You know, thank them for hosting such a nice event and all," she teased.

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Character Portrait: Juliet Arnault Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan

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Aaliyah was clearly a mirror image of her mother, in terms of being able to throw a flawless event. It wasn't like Juliet had not attended this party countless times in the past years, but every time that she showed up at the annual white party, she was impressed at Debby's party planning skills. Everything was perfect, and no one would expect anything less of the a Shanks. Juliet had very reluctantly come with her mother and her "boyfriend", who happened to be Teegan's father. She would deny it being as completely immature as it was, but Juliet disliked the man for a few reasons, but mostly because of who his daughter was. Ask Juliet why she disliked Teegan so much, and she really wouldn't be able to give you a solid answer. One minute she would reason that she was a horrible singer who was destined to be a one hit wonder, and the next, because she was a jealous slut. Really, though, was it her fault that Teegan's ex-boyfriend was obsessed with her? It was Juliet who had slept with him first, so if anyone had a right to be petty, shouldn't it have been her? At this point, she would just scoff and tell you that the slut wasn't worth her time, but at the same time, wouldn't mind tossing a few jabs in before and after telling you that she wasn't going to waste her precious time talking about her. Understandably, though, Teegan's father was the last person that she wanted her mother to be dating, and the fact that it meant that she had to occasionally spend time with Teegan was a big reason for it.

When Aaliyah had found her, Juliet had been (barely) involved in a conversation with some acquaintances. She didn't find the guy talking to be half as amusing as he thought himself to be, so when she spotted her friend headed towards her, she easily separated herself from the group. "You're always stressing about something, Leah! This is like, the official last party of the summer and I refuse to let you spend the afternoon stressed about something you can't even control!" It was probably easier for Juliet to say and think than it was for Aaliyah, though. She was aware of how strict Leah's mother was, or at least, strict was what it seemed like to Juliet. Even if that was true, it was still hard for her to grasp that maybe it was possible that Aaliyah strove for greatness not because she was forced to by her parents, but because she actually wanted, personally, to achieve those things. She knew that Aaliyah was a perfectionist (that kind of went without saying), but she felt like some of her need to want to be the best had to come because her parents had sky high expectations for her. Luckily for Juliet, she didn't have to worry about that. Or so it had seemed lucky for a while. Now, there were times when she almost wished that her parents had pushed her into something. Be it a sport, or a musical interest, or academics, or some other hobby, she wished that she was really good at something. Something with the potential for a future, and something with the potential to support herself. Modeling was fun and it did make her money, but it wasn't something that she took seriously. It was hard to, when like everything else in her like, if her father hadn't had connections in the industry, she never would have gotten involved in it. Whether she really wanted it or not, Juliet was at a point in her life where she needed something that was her own. Not a job where she could never be fired because her dad wrote everyone's check. Not even having a vague idea of what she wanted to do with her life made that difficult, and maybe a bit ironically, knowing that she was set for life to an extent where she didn't have to do anything made it more difficult too.

She sipped the lemon water in her hand, tempted to grab a mimosa when Aaliyah took one from a passing server. It was unusual, if not absurd, to see Juliet turn down a drink, but she was still nursing a hangover from the night before, and her morning filled with yoga and Erin's never ending chatter had not done her aching head any good. She would certainly pick up an alcoholic beverage within the next few minutes, but she was hoping her Advil would kick in first. If not, she would treat the ailment with alcohol. Looking around, she picked Erin out, only a few yards away. What brought a smile to her face, brought it away just as quickly, when she noticed the girl standing beside her. "Oh my God, why did you let your mom invite her family?" She said, referring to Brynn. In typical Juliet filter-less fashion, her followup question was no better, being, "Where's Beau?"

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Character Portrait: Juliet Arnault Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman

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B E A U XXO A K M A N
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Beau lingered through the halls of large Hampton estate owned by the Shanks. His left hand tucked deep in his pant pocket while his right hand held loosely to a short glass of whiskey on the rocks. He sipped with every few steps, wishing to be anywhere other than this party. Beau didn’t mind being with his fiancée’s family, he just wouldn’t consider this much of a party without a good DJ, a line of coke, and strobing lights. He let out an exasperate sigh and continued his walk through the house, taking the halls that would lead him outside to where everyone else would be. In his mind, Aaliyah’s voice played like a broken record. “Please watch your intake today. We don’t want a repeat of last year. Just…don’t get too boozy too early.” He rolled his eyes at the thought. I can handle my liquor, woman. Beau thought to himself – of course, he would never utter those words to Leah – he knew better than to speak to her like that. Beau took a sip again of his whiskey. He stood now in the doorway, leading outdoors. He looked on as the guests mingled, smiled, and laughed with each other as though they were all great friends. They’re all bloody fakes, Beau thought. None of these people even like each other. All just putting on a show for each other. With yet another exasperated sigh, Beau stepped down from the doorway and outside where the party actually was. He smiled and nodded towards people who noticed and acknowledged him. With every few steps he’d throw out a ‘Hello’ or a ‘Mr.____, how’s the business?’ or a ‘You look wonderful.’ Beau had made this event just as much his as it was the Shanks’. Since he was running for office, he knew the mingling he’d do today would certainly help him in his election. He walked around to every big name he knew, sweet talking them into believing he was the best candidate, that he was a great person, convincing them that he had nothing to hide and they had everything to gain from him.

Lies spewed out of Beau’s mouth, and before not too long, he grew tired of keeping up the façade. Beau had his drink reordered twice. His third whiskey drink touched his lips and a soft buzz rang in Beau’s mind. After mingling with several people, he found Leah across the backyard talking to Juliet. He graciously excused himself from current conversations and began his walk across the yard to her. As he walked across the lawn, he could see his friend and distant memory of more standing with Erin. Beau smiled, winked and raised his glass in welcome to Brynn. He didn’t stop to talk to her, but rather kept walking until he reached Leah. He politely interrupted her conversation, wrapped an arm around Leah’s waist and kissed her cheek. “Love, all right?” Beau’s English accent reigning heavily on every word he spoke. The English never really used the American phrase ‘how are you’ but rather asked if everything was alright, it was their way of greeting others. He then turned his attention to her friend, "Juliet. All right?" he said to her with a smile. He turned to speak to Leah as he sipped on his drink. "Posh party love, where's mum? She's thrown a lovely gathering." Beau hated being here, but he wasn't going to let Leah know that.

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Brynn smiled at Erin's jests and rolled her eyes. "You've been hanging around me too much Miss Brennan, I can hear the sass seeping in your veins." She joked and nudged the girl. "As for the party... Well, I've seen better. I mean, as cool as all white is, its a disaster bound to happen. Someone forgets a tampon, another person spills a drink? This would be a very tragic scene, si?" It was very like Brynn to mix some of her native language into her everyday speech. Most of her friends had gotten to the point where they knew some common phrases, but it was when Brynn got mad and stared spouting curses in Portuguese that they had to ask for clarification.

Waiting for Erin's response, Brynn smiled and brought the mimosa to her lips, only to catch the eye of Beau from across the lawn. He raised his glass and winked at her. She was suddenly hit with a hard realization about the drink in her hand. Her smile faultered for a moment before she lowered the glass from her lips and smiled back at him softly, wiggling her eyebrows at him so she didn't seem out of character. The hard truth was that her and Beau were a fling, still while he was dating Aaliyah of course. This had caused her some hate, but thats not what really mattered. She still loved Beau as a friend, but recently she had found out a shocking little secret. She was pregnant... With Prince Charming kid.

In many ways this news could ruin her life. After she had started having morning sickness she had known, taken a test and then had a moment of weakness where she cried. Brynn never cried. Luckily she had hid this from her room mate, and from everyone else. Now she had to deal with this and she was going to slowly run out of time. She didn't know what to do or who to trust with this.

When the next waitor came by, she gave him her untouched mimosa, asked for lemonade and turned her attention back to Erin.

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It only took a few words to have Erin chuckling at what Brynn was saying. "Mmmm, you make a good point there," she responded with an eager nod. "I plan on having more than a couple of these," she said, raising her mimosa, "So I guess you better watch yourself, because by the end of the afternoon, I might be that person who makes a point of why white parties and alcohol are bad ideas, and that gorgeous dress of yours might be the victim in all of it," she added with a grin, before taking a hearty sip of the beverage. As she lowered the drink, she turned her attention back to Brynn just to catch her making some sort of eye contact with the one and only, Beau, who stood across the lawn. Their distance was large enough that the interaction would likely go unnoticed by anyone who wasn't paying attention to one of them, like Erin was doing to Brynn, but she still thought it was risky. Maybe it was dramatic, but Erin felt like Brynn needed to be more conspicuous than that, given whose house they were at, but then again, this was Brynn that they were talking about. She was the girl who didn't care about people's expectations and social standards, and somehow managed to get away with it, too. Though Erin was far too obsessed with the high society culture to ever try to break the norms herself, she could, at least, appreciate her roommate's boldness internally. It took guts to be your own person in a society that praised fitting in and following the rules.

She raised her eyes when Brynn suddenly seemed to have a change of heart, and returned her mimosa in favor of a lemonade. That was out of character, and really, Erin couldn't fathom a reason behind it. Here Brynn was, at a party being hosted by the family of the girl whose fiancé she slept with. If anyone other than Beau knew, Brynn was definitely going to receive daggered glares throughout the party, ones that would probably be enough to make Erin want to leave... and yet, the girl wanted to do it sober?! Why?! How?! "A lemonade? Really, Bri? You do know that lemonades are non-alcoholic and that alcohol is probably the only thing that is going to get us through this party, right?." Erin was making a big deal out of it only somewhat, because she was genuinely confused. No one in Brynn's predicament should have been turning down a drink, and especially no one who was typically known to enjoy alcohol.

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Character Portrait: Juliet Arnault Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Gabriel Read Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman Character Portrait: Edward Aryn

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B E A U XXO A K M A N
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Tension sat in the air as Beau stood with Leah and Juliet. It was as though Satan himself stood behind Beau, lightly blowing cold air on the nape of his neck. The discomfort wasn’t something that Beau wasn’t used to by now. Girls talk, Beau was aware of that. He was even more aware that Leah knew of his past mistakes, long before he ever admitted them, and had let Juliet know of the disgusting antics Beau was up to in his free time. Beau also knew that once his secret was out to the Leah’s closest friend, he’d no longer be the charming young lad from England he used to be. No. Now he’s the rubbish that Leah should get rid of but keeps around for someone’s sake. Whatever. To Beau it was all the same. He couldn’t care less what her friends thought of him as long as they all kept their mouths shut about his business and let him go on his merry way. Essentially, what Leah was currently doing about the situation. After all, it seemed to work for the both of them. As Juliet left their side, Beau rolled his eyes to her abrasive valediction. Beau turned his head to a departing Juliet and spit his out farewell at her, “Cheerio, love.” Beau’s eyes may have well rolled back into his head with the attitude that came out with the short sentence. There was no kindness left between Juliet and Beau as there once had been. It only bothered Beau when she acted as childish as she did. Otherwise, it meant nothing to him.

Beau’s eyes floated around the vicinity. ”Love, tell me something. Will she ever pull her head from her arse?” Beau’s lips touched his glass but shortly realized he had been running on empty again. He signaled for another and set his empty glass down on a passing waiter’s tray. Beau’s eyes didn’t mean Leah’s as he already knew she was probably making a face or was getting ready to comment about his intake. How many was that? She’d ask and Beau would have to tell her to cool it before telling her he was quickly moving onto his third or fourth drink. ”I’m going to mingle, babe. I’m sure there’s someone here who’s ass I can kiss to put me at the top of the ballot. I’ll catch you in a bit.” Beau kissed Leah quickly and moved. As he moved through the yard, he passed Juliet. He stood by her for a short second while he waited for the waiter to meet him with his drink. “Get your nose out of my business now, eh?” Beau spoke with a false smile slathered to his lips as though cameras were constantly watching his every move, waiting for him to mess up. “My life’s got nothing to do with you so move along, ight?” Beau smiled and nodded to passing guests, took the drink that was being presented to him by a server and without giving Juliet enough time to make a departing comment, walked off.

Sipping on his drink in between steps, Beau went to the one place he probably shouldn’t have. He saw Brynn and Erin from a distance and he was getting tired of the snobby, posh people his mother-in-law to-be had invited. A light stroll with his hand in his pocket sent him straight into Brynn’s arms. “Ladies,” he said with a smile on his face as he double kissed both of their cheeks. “I hope you’re enjoying this party as much as I am?” He said jokingly, raising his glass to them with a light chuckle. Beau’s eyes fell on the rest of the party. From a distance, he could see Leah, Juliet and a few guys, one of which was Edward, which Beau was not particularly fond of and the other was Gabe. He scowled at the back of their heads before turning back to Erin and Brynn. He noticed Brynn’s hand held onto a lemonade and his eyebrow raised. “B, dear, that’s no way to get through one of these shit-fests. You need one of these.” He said pointing to his drink in hand. Beau turned to a waiter, raising his hand to get their attention.

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Character Portrait: Aaliyah Shanks-Moreau Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman

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Brynn almost winced when Erin quickly picked up on her decision. Of course she would though, she was one of Brynn's best friends. She tried to think of an excuse, but the server handed her the drink and whisked away before she could say anything. And just when something was formulating in Brynn's mind, a kiss was placed on her cheek from none other then Beau. She smiled, though all the while her stomach felt queasy at the thought that her babies daddy was right beside her.

"Listen you two, we all know I love to drink. We also all know that this party is going to blow massive herpes infested balls... But I need to stay focused. If Aaliyah tries to pull any shit on me, I need to be ready to knock a bitch out." She said as an excuse. Though part of it was true. Her and Aaliyah had a past of sabotage. They were arch enemies of course. While Erin may be past friends with Juliet, Brynn didn't trust her or Aaliyah not to start anything tonight. If Brynn got into trouble her parents would surely kill her.

Brynn hummed, and to pull the attention away from her lack of drinking, she smirked and grabbed Beau and Erin. "I'm sick of these snobs. Why don't we go do something fun. No one would notice if we escaped, right?" She had been hoping to see some other people but to be honest, even though she just arrived, anymore of the judging stares and she would throat punch someone.

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Character Portrait: Juliet Arnault Character Portrait: Gabriel Read Character Portrait: Teegan Hansley Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan

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TEEGAN HANSLEY
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Location The White Party : The Shanks' Hampton Estate




The blonde was tired of mingling. The smile was starting to hurt her cheeks. The champagne did not have a high enough alcohol concentration for her and to tie all this together she had spotted her ex. Teegan did not stare at Gabriel for long, in fact she made it a point to stay away from him. Though she would never admit this out loud, she still loved him. She would do just about anything for him. And it completely destroyed her when they broke up because the stupid spoiled bitch that she might have to soon call a step sister. Just that idea forced, Teegs to down the contents in the glass and grab another one.

She had seen Brynn and Erin over the way, conversing. She would make a point to talk to them before the night was up. But Michael, her producer, wanted her to use this party as a career booster. Casually drinking with friends was not a part of the plan. She took a sip of champagne. She needed to calm her nerves. More than anything she wanted to go home and become best friends with her Jack Daniels. It was better than this. Better than playing pretend. She would not be able to keep up this perfect image for long. Her phone buzzed and she glanced at the message sender. It was Gabriel. Rarely, does he send messages to her. Usually Teegan sends then when she is highly intoxicated. She read the message, not being able to stop the small smile that crept across her face. More than anything she wanted to respond in a way that would get him to take her home. But she was not drunk enough. And she is supposed to be over him

To: Gabriel
Thank you. You look quite handsome

That was safe. This party was going to be the death of her. "Teegan." She turned to her father's voice. Mrs. Arnault was linked to his arm, so the blonde smiled as politely as she could. "Could you find Juliet so we can all take a picture together." The smiled died. Teegan's main plan for tonight was to stay away from her. Every time they were together, they were arguing about something. "No." she said simply. Her father was not taking that as an answer. "Go find her. Now." It was as if Teegan was a child. Reluctantly agreeing, she went on the hunt for a skinny blonde bitch. It should not be hard to find a spoiled princess in the crowd. There were only two at this party. Aaliyah and Juliet.

After finishing another glass of champagne, she found Juliet. "Save the glare. Our parents want a picture." she said, not even attempting to pretend that she likes her. "The quicker we take this picture, the sooner we no longer have to see each other." She assured the blonde. Teegan waited for some arguing followed by some form of agreement. They needed to take this picture or their parents would just come and get them to do it later. She glanced over at Brynn and Erin for a moment before deciding to text them.

To: Erin, Brynn
I will need to be rescued soon

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A A L I Y A H ~ S H A N K S
"J's not the only who needs to pull their head outta their ass."

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iPod || Teen Idle by Marina & the Diamonds
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It would be just like Juliet to leave her alone. Aaliyah didn't want to think about the part where the other woman was leaving her alone with her fiance - the main person she would want to be alone with, in the first place. Or, at least, should. She should want to be alone with him and yet, the second her best friend muttered an excuse to leave their - more like, Beau's, but Leah wasn't going to damage his ego for the moment - presence, a frown marred her features once more. Beau bit out a few unnecessary parting words before turning a question to her, and Aaliyah's lips pressed into a thin line as she replied under her breath, "Maybe she's not the only one,". Of course, Beau was too distracted with desiring another drink and her frown deepened.

Seriously, how much could one person drink in two hours? It was literally the most frustrating thing on the planet and what was worse was that Leah knew damn well Juliet could probably give Beau a run for her money, and seemed to have more control in her right pinkie than he seemed to have at all. And that was saying something! "Babe..." She started, but Beau beat her to it with a swift exit and Aaliyah bristled as she watched him go. Alone, her eyes floated over the crowd, painting on a thin grin when a few of her father's associates flitted past her with small acknowledgements and best wishes for her engagement...yeah, her engagement. One big fucking joke and she seriously needed to continue taking her time with this one drink because what she didn't need was herself being drunk. Good things didn't happen when she was drunk...not at large settings like these anyway...where her mother could throttle her or drown her in the pool.

"Dad!" She called and briskly walked over to hug the older man, their embrace lasting long despite his present company. When she released him, the smile on Leah's face was far more genuine than a few minutes ago. "I talked to Marcel. Hopefully, he'll come and mom's blood pressure will be stable." She said and the older man smirked, face not in any way convinced. "That or we'll all catch hell," he replied and they both grinned, and instinctively, Aaliyah's gaze returned to the crowd only for her eyes to narrow at where Beau decided to stop...because he obviously wanted to die. He wanted to be killed and dragged to hell, and he wanted to take that bug-eyed bitch with him because Aaliyah wanted to see him burn. "You alright, pumpkin?" Her father's voice broke her out of her wanting-to-kill head-space and Leah could see her father trying to follow her gaze, so she stepped around him to block the path. The last thing Beau needed - or even wanted - was her father mopping the floor with his ass because he was a disrespectful sack of shit.

"I was just thinking about that tennis match yesterday. Still upset you beat me, I call rematch," she exclaimed, challenging, and it was a good distraction too because his smirk returned and her father was regaling her with lies on how he had always been more skilled than her, and Aaliyah managed to pull out her phone to see Juliet's message.

To: Jules
Sometimes, i do too

To: Ed
Don't tell me ur hiding from me now?

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Character Portrait: Teegan Hansley Character Portrait: Brynn Calloway Character Portrait: Erin Brennan Character Portrait: Beauregard Oakman

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Erin wasn't sure what to think of Beau. On one hand, and one that was undeniably true, he was gorgeous. An absolute gift from the heavens, in a physical sense. On the other hand, it was clear that he was no angel. No, he was no angel, and lately, Erin was beginning to think that he was more like a devil than an angel. She didn't like Aaliyah in the slightest bit, so she didn't hate Beau for cheating on her. In fact, that part was somewhat amusing to her. Here Aaliyah was, the Queen Bee of the universe, being all prim and proper and perfect, living the picture perfect life, and she couldn't even keep her fiance from straying. It would have been sad had Erin been friends with her, but that wasn't the case, and instead, she found that aspect of Beau's involvement to be quite delightful. What made her wary of him though, was that he was messing with Brynn while still dating that bitch. Erin knew Brynn. She knew that her friend was more interested in hookups and fun sex than relationships that would tie her down, but she wondered if this hookup was actually going to tie her down, in more bad ways than good. Like Bryn explained, as she rationalized her choice to not drink yet, Aaliyah was a bitch, and you had to watch your back around her. The fact that Beau was standing right here with them, and not by his fiancee's side, made Erin guess that a storm was coming, and though part of her wanted to be there to see it, she also knew that it was less entertaining with a good friend involved. Brynn was strong and could definitely hold her own, but at the very least, this wasn't her home turf. It was Aaliyah's, and the boy in the middle of the mess was more Aaliyah's than anyone else's too.

"I don't think Beau's wife-to-be would appreciate him ditching her party with a couple of girls," Erin answered Brynn's suggestion, but her eyes fell on Beau with a playful, almost challenging expression. She knew to be wary of him, but encouraging him to fuck up his relationship with Aaliyah more couldn't hurt, could it? "But at the same time, you do only have a few more months to play the bachelor card before you're officially tied down, Mr. Oakman. I'm game. I can get the number for the charter helicopter pilot that Juliet uses to fly out here so we don't have to deal with all of the traffic, if we want to head back to the city. Otherwise, there's about a billion bars around here so you can start getting some drinks in you," she said, adding in a slight elbow to Brynn's side at the last part. "Oh, and I'll let Teegan know too," she continued, upon seeing Teegan's text, that she replied to with, "Brynn and I wanna ditch this ;). Come with us!"