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Ellie Wicks

"It's okay, I thought I was dead, too. Still am..."

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a character in “This Last Time”, as played by lizardheartstring

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❝The best things in life aren't actually things.❞

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Full Name
Gabriella Anne Wicks

Nickname
She used to be known as 'Gabby' throughout elementary and middle school, but changed her nickname to 'Ellie' once she moved to high school.

Age
18
(Birthday - March 12th)

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Heterosexual, although she has been bi-curious.




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Hair Colour
Ellie's hair has been all different kinds of colors. She was a blonde in eighth grade, and a redhead during the beginning of freshman year. After that, she kept experimenting with unnatural hair colors and highlights until the winter of her sophomore year. Since then, she's kept it her natural shade of chestnut brown, although once in a while you will see a few red or blonde highlights.

Eye Colour
Ellie actually has heterochromia in her eyes, (a mutation where her eyes are both different colors,) however, it is very subtle and barely noticeable. Her left eye is brown, while her right eye is more of a chestnut color with a small gold ring around her pupil.

Height & Weight
She stands at the height of 5'4. She has recently put on weight, (which is a good thing for her,) and now weighs around 130 lb.

Distinctive Markings
Plenty. She has a plethora of scars all around her backside, hips, stomach, and feet. She has a few scars around her wrists, and a large one on her temple, which she hides with her bangs. Besides scars, she has a tiny skin tag on the back of her neck. Ellie has recently branded herself with a small bee tattoo in remembrance of a dead friend.

Clothing Style
Gabriella Wicks dresses more for comfort rather than appearance, so it's somewhat difficult to pinpoint her clothing style. Nine times out of ten you'll find her in the average t-shirt and jean shorts. However, once in a while she'll be brave and wear a dress. Nowadays, she has a tendency to wear darker-colored clothing rather than the colorful graphic tees she wore when she was a freshman.




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Personality
|{ Goofy | Unique | Hard-working | Reserved | Depressed | Broken }|

During her freshman and sophomore year, Ellie was the wisecracker. Sarcastic, yet sensitive, goofy, and full of depth, she was someone everyone could talk to, and ultimately relate to. However, after her recent experiences, Ellie can be described as a fraction of her former self. Sure, nobody can really change; everyone stays the same to some degree. Even so, people remember her to be someone completely different in contrast to the person she is right now.

Starting with the positive, Ellie still retains the bright, silly mannerisms she's had since she was fourteen. There's nothing she find more entertaining than fooling around and having fun. Unafraid to embarrass herself in public, this girl likes to perform practical jokes whenever she sees the opportunity. She is dynamic to some degree, and enjoys trying new things. Taking pride in creativity and wittiness, Ellie tends to enjoy things that are well thought-out and heavily detailed. She may be more of a down-to-earth, practical minded person, but that doesn't mean she keeps away from art. In fact, she considers art to be her escape.

Despite being an idealist, Ellie is still a hardheaded person who knows that it takes good old-fashioned elbow grease to get anything done these days. She's the best worker you'll find, what with being determined and focused. With bright intelligence and a heavy metabolism, most people can really on her to get anything done. However, sometimes she'll undertake too many projects, and won't have time for herself. She's sensitive and somewhat selfless, putting other people's problems before hers. This can be both a good thing and a bad thing.

Now onto the negative. Nowadays, Ellie tends to be more quiet, reserved, and introverted. She used to be extraordinarily eccentric and outgoing, but now it seems like her volume has been turned down a good eighty percent. By the somewhat anxious expressions she gives every so often, it seems like Ellie is scared of everything. She may seem like she's smiling and having a good time, but on the inside, Gabriella Wicks feels dead. It's beyond clear that she's depressed - she even admits that not everything she does brings enjoyment like it used to. Stripped of her former soul, she hopes she can find it again while being with her friends in Jersey. If not, then she has no idea what she will make of her life in the years to come...

Likes
|{ Nature | TV and movies | Reading | Quaintness | Creativity | Fun | Adventures | Psychology | Folk and alternative music | Iced coffee | Summer | The beach | Skateboarding | Hats and mustaches | Anything British or Japanese | Unnatural hair colors | Tumblr | Making things | Batman | Iphone games |}

Dislikes
|{ Winter | Pain | Animal cruelty | People who pity her | Chains | Death | Silence | Snow | Forests | Going to sleep and nightmares | Wars | Misogyny|}

Fears
ø Showers - either she must shower while music is playing, or she must resort to bathing in a tub, instead. ø
ø Losing her family and friends ø
ø Getting lost ø
ø Death and having to kill ø

Strengths
⚘ Intelligent - thinks fast and carefully. Able to learn new concepts quickly, and can analyze a situation with great depth. She's also good at picking out details. Her memory's not photographic, but it's very gosh darn close. ⚘
⚘ Brave and not afraid of things others would tremble at. Some may call her stoic, but it's just that she's seen too much. ⚘
⚘ Caring and selfless; tries to focus on others' needs instead of her own. ⚘
⚘ Gives good advice, although she needs advice herself. ⚘




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History
Gabriella Wicks has had a very topsy-turvy life story so far. Her recent past basically consists of tragedy and disturbing memories that nobody would even think about when witnessing her bright personality. Friends and family know that she hides her history extravagantly well. However, on the inside, Ellie is still living in her terrifying past every single day...

Her father being a lawyer and her mother working as a nurse, you can say that Ellie lived a somewhat cushy childhood. However, she was raised well, and wasn't exactly the spoiled brat most people expected her to be. At least, not until middle school. About the time she hit seventh grade, 'Gabby' had found a group of friends who were considered to be the most popular in the school. She dated a long list of boys, (and one girl,) all of whom she broke up with. She realized she had become some sort of monster by the end of eighth grade, and vowed to completely change herself by the time she hit high school. She took her first step by changing her nickname to Ellie.

By staying true to herself, Ellie ignored pointless drama, and instead became academically strong. She made friends with seven other kids, and grew very close to them throughout freshman and sophomore year. Instead of fearing her or avoiding her, people began to talk to Ellie as though she had always been someone everyone could trust. The world became bigger and brighter, and with the help of her friends, teachers, and parents, Gabriella knew that she would have a brilliant future ahead of her.

And then everything changed.

Every Christmas break, the Wicks traveled down to Vermont to meet with relatives and have a vacation. The winter break of Ellie's sophomore year was no exception. One day, her sister, Suzanne, got sick. While her mom looked after Suzanne in the lodge, Ellie's father decided to take her out for a walk in the woods. While they were walking, Mr. Wicks asked his daughter what she saw herself studying in college - a question which she had a hard time answering. In that moment, her father exclaimed that he forgot something important in the car, and told his daughter to stay put while he went to fetch it. While she stood in the snow, Ellie suddenly saw the silhouette of a husky man. He kept coming towards her with a sketchy expression on his face. Soon, she was screaming for her father as she ran away from the man with all of her might. And then everything faded to black.

When she woke up, she found that she was inside a cold, dark, cabin with a gag around her mouth and shackles placed on her hands and feet. The old man appeared, introducing himself to her as Travis. Along with other female hostages in the cabin, she was made a slave. She was repeatedly raped and assaulted by the drug-addict and his friends. When she wasn't Travis's plaything, Ellie was chained to the wall, becoming more insane as each day passed.

One day, she was able to escape from her bondage through the other hostages' help. She encountered Travis in the shower. He became hostile, and her fight or flight instinct took over. She chose to fight, and in one swift movement, she banged Travis's head against the wall - cracking his skull, and splattering blood all throughout the shower. Shocked that she had killed someone, Ellie passed out, where she awoke in a hospital bed in what seemed like moments later.

It had taken more than two years for Ellie to finally reach her family back home. Upon meeting him again, her father gave her the untouched infinity ring he had wanted to bring her when they were in the forest in Vermont. (Ellie wears it every so often, but not as much as she used to, because although it was a nice gesture from her father, it brings bad memories.) she was brought to a therapist, who she still works with today. No matter how much life had returned to normal, things were still different for Gabriella.

She had come back home around the end of senior year. Although it was debated upon numerous times, in the end, Ellie was still able to participate in the graduation ceremony. She had received a few scholarships, most likely due to pity from her recent circumstances. Most people had presumed her dead, so her return brought a commotion among the school and its staff. Upon returning to high school, Ellie realized just how much of her life had been wasted. She hadn't received her driver's license, she had never gone to prom, and she didn't have a job. She hadn't even given a thought about college, and the career she planned on doing in the future.

When friends had asked her to go on vacation, the therapist was wary about it at first, but then allowed her to go, as he thought it would be a good experience for her. Staying with friends for the last time at the Jersey Shore, she is struggling with great internal conflict, as she is learning how to be herself all over again.

Family
Gerald Wicks // Father // Alive // 50
Christine Wicks // Mother // Alive // 50
Suzanne Wicks // Older Sister // Alive // 21

Secrets
- She has killed a man. -
- She's performed self-harm since after her kidnapping, although she's only done it once. She used to have suicidal thoughts. -
- Ellie is partially deaf in her left ear. -
- Due to her multiple rapes, you can say that she's not a virgin. -

Themes
{ || Help, I'm Alive || Who We Are || Misguided Ghosts || Icarus || }

OCC
{| #347C2C || FC: Shawna Howson |}

So begins...

Ellie Wicks's Story

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Day One
August 10 | 8:45 A.M. | fourteen days left |
It's a hot summer morning in New Jersey. A group of fiends are making preparations to meet up at the Chase Family Beach house. Whether your arriving by car, bus, or taxi your doing what it takes to get there. The group is assembling for a last hooray. Will this be a vacation of fun or will this break the friends up? Will you finally tell your crush how you feel? Will you confront your friend on their secret? Only one way to tell.

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There was nothing more relaxing than watching the boats cruise through the water while on top of the bridge that connected New Jersey to the peninsula that was Seaside Heights. The bright blue colors shining upon the ocean's surface brought back many memories of Ellie's childhood. She had been to the Jersey Shore a couple of times with her family. It seemed to always stay the same, which was what she liked most about it. That, and the salt water taffy her dad brought her and her sister, Suzanne, every time they walked the boardwalk. Things would be different this summer, however. Ellie wouldn't be spending time at the Jersey Shore with her family, but with her friends. Although she wasn't too sure how good of a decision that would be, her therapist, Doctor Houston, thought it would a good experience for her, and take her mind off of other things...

The radio was playing some sort of poppy, electric song as her mom pulled up to the side of the beach house. Ellie hadn't had time to receive her permit yet, so she still had to have her other family members drive her places. It was utterly embarrassing, to say the least. She was probably the only eighteen-year-old she knew without a driver's license.

"Do you have all of your stuff?" her mom asked her as though she were still a child from elementary school. "Yup," she replied, "I made a checklist and everything before we left."
"Okay," said her mother, "Well, goodbye, sweetheart. See you in a couple days. Be safe! Love you!"
"Love you too, ma." she said, opening the passenger door and revealing a navy-hued outfit that contrasted greatly with the pastel colors of the other beach houses. "Oh, and Ellie," her mother added, "try to have fun, okay?"
"Okay." she nodded in reply, although in her mind, she made no such promises.

After getting her suitcase from the trunk, Ellie waved to her mother, who slowly drove the emerald-colored mercedes away. She turned and took a deep breath, realizing that this vacation she signed up for had just begun. She saw red mustang, which could only be Steve's car, and another car she didn't recognize. The eighteen-year-old pulled her brown suitcase behind her as she approached her friend nearby.

"Heya, Steve. How are ya?" she said, trying not to scrunch up her nose. He smelled heavily of axe cologne - a cologne that shouldn't exist, in her opinion. She turned to face the guy in the car beside him. "Who's this?" she asked. That's when she noticed the bag in his lap. Unfortunately recognizing the pungent odor coming from it, Ellie could tell that marijuana was inside.

She gave a serious, deadpan expression. "Well, clearly I'm interrupting something."

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8:25

Khloe was frantically running around her room, which looked like a tornado went through it; Tornado Khloe. "Ma have you seen my pink crop top the one that says "Flawless"on it?" She hollared "No Baby now hurry up your guest are going to get to the house before you" Chloe groaned. She just bought that top specifically for today. Finally she just sighed heavily before standing in front of the full length wrought iron mirror in her room. She and Sammie spent hours trying on clothes and getting ready in front of that mirror they even kissed the mirror in their signature color lipsticks. She put her hands on her hips, narrowed her winged eyeliner eyes, and puckered her neutral pink lips before examining the outfit. It was a bustier top with high waisted shorts and her favorite sandals , though she really wished she was wearing her platform peach sandals instead. But the shorts highlighted her long curvy legs and toned butt and the top exposed her flat midriff. "Ok Ma I'm leaving, make sure Leo doesn't leave too late," She said, slipping the platform heals in her bag anyway.

She ran downstairs to their bright yellow kitchen, where her mother, grandmother, and grandfather sat." Ok bye guys" She said as she set her bags down. She kissed her grandfather on the cheek, who winked and patted her arm before returning to his breakfast, then gave her mom a big hug and kiss on the cheek before nodding at her grandmother, who was eyeing her outfit. She quickly grabbed her bags, careful to squat and not bend, then headed outside. The warm summer air engulfed her in such a familiar way that she couldn't help but smile. She sat in her sky blue Mini Cooper and quickly turned to one of the popular pop and hip hop stations. "You know what to do with that big fat butt!" burst through her speakers and she couldn't help but do that cheeky dimpled grin she was known for.

8:50

She pulled up in the familiar stony driveway to see three cars. First she spotted Ellie's beautiful thick curly hair. "Ells!" She practically screeched in delight. She dropped everything and ran to her. But she quickly slowed as she saw Steve and Todd. Realization hit her as she made eye contact with Todd. She blushed and looked away, suddenly feeling like a small child. "Stevie you promised..." She chastised before tuning, and heading back down the driveway for her bags. She walked back to the house with her nose in the air and her already plump lips a little puckered in agitation. She knew she looked like a child whenever she got angry but right now she didn't care.

Once she got in the house she pulled her hair, which reached just above her waist in the front (Sammie talked her into letting it grow super long) into a high ponytail, though she left her curly tendrils around her face out. Khloe had hair that most girls envied it was long and dark but not too thick and naturally fell in big curls, except for around her face, where the curls were fine and much tighter. "Damn I hope Sammie had a straightener' She said biting her lip. She and Leo always got one of the single rooms, even though when Sammie was there she and Sammie usually just shared a single room. She really was worried about Ellie and Sammie. There seemed to be tension there but she didn't understand it.

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8:35

James' alarm clock went off way too late. He'd had it for over five years, but he just never got around to buying a new one. It was set for 7:30, and it didn't buzz until 8:15. He had planned on leaving the house around 8:15. He still hadn't taken a shower, and was just getting dressed. He put on a pair of khaki shorts and a white and blue striped tank top. He was considering which shoes to wear when his sister, Missy, walked in his room.

"Little brother," she said. Missy, who was 20 years old and still living at home, had no sense of privacy. "make sure you bring condoms with you. Just in case." She smirked at him and sat down on his bed.

"Whatever Miss," James replied. He grabbed his white boat shoes and walked out of the room. Downstairs, in the kitchen, his mother was cooking breakfast. "You want some eggs before you go, honey?" she asked him. He answered no, adding that he was already late. He kissed her goodbye on the cheek, grabbed the keys to his van, and walked out, ready to start his vacation.

8:50

After getting lost twice, he finally pulled into the driveway of the beach house. He saw that Khloe, Ellie, and Steve were all there already. There was another car that he didn't recognize, too. He jumped out of his car, grabbing his one suitcase, and walked towards Ellie and Steve, who were standing by the driver's window of the foreign car. When he could see who was sitting in it, he realized it was Steve, a major stoner kid from school, who had picked on him one or two times.

"Steve," James said. "didn't know you were joining in on our vacation." He had noticed the bag of marijuana in his lap, but ignored it. It was no surprise, really.

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'Damn it, she had to be to one to show up right now. Huh, time to save face and make Todd do a a disappearing act. The faster I get him out the faster I can forget this happened.' He thought as he turned around and saw who showed up.

"I'm doing great Ellie. This here is Todd, and fortunately he's leaving us right now," Steve replied to Ellie and as he spoke the last few words he heard another car pull up. He saw Khloe get out his heart dropped. Now he really needed to get Todd out of here. If she was here than Leo wouldn't be far behind, actually the fact he wasn't with her is kind of surprising. He snapped backed to reality, when Khloe spoke him.

"I did, and I had every intention... But, it doesn't really matter now does it?" He sighed. He didn't make much money from selling weed, so when Khloe asked him to stop he agreed. He had that table set up from April to the end of school. So he made a couple of pretty pennies. He had about 2000 bucks in cash somewhere in his stuff. He cursed himself for not taking care of Todd yesterday. It would have solved so many problems, he dismissed the thought, 'No use crying over spilled milk.' He turned around to Todd and said, "Get out of here, man. It's been nice man, but not real nice. Maybe I'll see you at the reunion." He said to his only other friend. As he was saying his final goodbye James pulled up as well.

"He's not staying, James." Steven said to James. A couple years back, it got back to Steve that Todd was bullying James. He took Todd aside and told him not to pick on him anymore, and with Todd being Steve's friend he listened. He motioned Todd to leave and right after his car started, he pulled out, and said, "Have a good life Steve."

'Yeah, as things look right now, I'm sure this a fucking fantastic start to a life.' Steve thought himself. "Well, I need to go kick myself a few times, and I'm sure this is going to get back to Leo. I think we might actually swing this time. So, I'm gonna take a walk," He said walking to his car and opening the door. He put his key in the ignition and turned it so he could roll up the windows. He grabbed his pack of smokes, his phone and his skull candies. He put his ear buds in and turn on the music. He pressed the lock button twice on his key chain and started waking.
8:55

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Chloe was still a bit upset about Todd and Steve but decided she needed to greet her friends as they pulled up. So she slipped off her sandals and instead wore her platform sandals and headed downstairs. Once she made it to the living room she glanced out the big window facing the front of the house and squealed in delight at the sight of James. Jamie!" She shouted in delight from in the house. She ran from the living room to the front door and down the front steps. Then once she reached him she launched herself in his arms and hugged him tightly. Most people seeing this would say that they look like a couple but Khloe and James were as far from a couple as the sun were from the moon. Once he set her down she hugged him once more before saying "My sweet genius Jamie" She then realized she hadn't hugged Ellie. So she stood in front of her held her arms out straight and did the puppy face she had perfected over the years before giggling and pulling her into a tight hug.

"Can you guys believe we're high school graduates?" She asked once she let Ellie go. She tilted her head back and sighed. "Oh my god I'm an adult" She groaned. She did stop her groaning though as soon as she saw the pink beetle in the parking lot of a apartment complex. She grinned and stated "Sammie cannot follow directions"

To:Sammie Sweetheart
Hey Love were the big blue beach house. Two lots down.

While she had her phone out she decided she should text anybody who's not here yet. Which, she realized as she glanced around, was Rylee, who was probably hungover or his terrible car stalled, Leo , probably still sleeping (he's the cutest sleeper ever she couldn't bear to wake him up), And Lacey, probably still in front of a sketch pad or getting dressed.
To:Ry-Ry
Hungover, stranded, or held hostage by a one night stand?
Either way you better have an excuse for not being here.
To:Leo Bear
Hey sleepy head wake up your twinnnie needs you
To:Lacey Love
Hey fashionista did you forget about us little people already?

She also sent one to Steve. She was mad at him but he was her friend and she still cared about him. The truth was even tough some of the people in the group resisted him she defended him spiritedly and was always loyal to him. That's why she and him are such good friends.
To:Stevie
Stevie love, I'm not mad anymore but we WILL talk about him. Still love you though.

She attached a picture of her with duck lips to emphasize the not mad. Then turned back to her friends. "So you guys wanna roast marshmallows and hot dogs in the fire pit tonight?"

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"He's not staying, James," Steve said to Jamie about Todd. Jamie was thankful for that, because he couldn't stand Todd. He had a low tolerance when it came to drugs. The second you do them, you get stupid. He waved to Todd as he backed out of the driveway, in a jokingly way. He began to walk to the house when he saw Khloe running down the steps towards him. He embraced her tightly, as if he hadn't seen her in weeks, months. He hated when girls did that in the halls between classes. But this might be his last summer with Khloe. They had gotten so close over the past six years.

He lifted her and spun around. "Khloe, we saw each other a few days ago. But I guess I missed you too." He set her down. After Khloe hugged Ellie, he walked up to her, putting both hands on her shoulders, and pulling her into a hug. When he let go, he looked around. Still no Rylee. Jamie knew he had gone to a big party at Mason's the last day. He hadn't talked to him since, but he figured he got drunk off his ass, hooked up with a random girl, and now had a hangover. "Where's Ry?" he asked Khloe. He also noticed that Leo wasn't there, but since Khloe was, he would be there soon. Lacey also hadn't arrived, but she was bound to be fashionably late.

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"I'm doing great Ellie," replied Steve. "This here is Todd, and fortunately he's leaving us right now..."

As if on cue, another car pulled into the driveway. Once she saw the familiar face behind the wheel, Ellie's stony-faced expression turned into a bright smile. "Ells!" Khloe Chase greeted her, dropping her bags and everything just so she could run in her direction. "Koko!" she replied, ready to embrace her once she approached. She didn't approach, but rather stopped in front of Steve and Todd. It didn't take long for Khloe to realize what Ellie had noticed a minute ago. "Stevie you promised..." she reprimanded, swiftly grabbing her bags and sauntering up to the house in agitation. James had arrived not too long after. "Steve," he said, "didn't know you were joining in on our vacation." From the look in his eyes, Ellie could tell that he was immediately conscious of the marijuana in Todd's lap.

She smiled back at Steve in a mirthless manner, everything but her lips displaying another serious expression. Before James had showed up, Ellie could hear Steve commanding Todd to leave. "He's not staying, James." he said, the car beside him rolling away almost instantly. With some sort of vague expression she couldn't read, Ellie watched as Todd told Steve to 'have a good life', leaving the blonde-haired boy in a troubled state. "Well," he said afterwards, "I need to go kick myself a few times, and I'm sure this is going to get back to Leo. I think we might actually swing this time. So, I'm gonna take a walk." After grabbing a few items from his car, Steve took off, earbuds pressed into both sides of his head. Ellie watched him walk away in silence, and crossed both of her arms. "Ain't he just the most charming businessman you've ever seen?"she asked James sarcastically, giving him a smirk and a way to tell him that she was on his side. She had heard about the despicable things Steve's friend had done to James. She had been gone for two years, but it wasn't like she was out of the know.

Before he could head inside, Khloe came out of the house with her hair tied in a high ponytail and platform sandals instead of regular ones. She hugged James tightly, and he spun her around. "Khloe, we saw each other a few days ago. But I guess I missed you too." Ellie smiled, and soon she was hugging Khloe as well, reproducing the same silly puppy-dog expression that her friend had given her before wrapping her arms around her. It felt like the greatest hug that Ellie had received from her in years, and she couldn't help but break out into a chorus of giggles. She then turned to James. He placed his arms around her shoulders, and she did the same, all the while giving him a jocular expression. James hugged her, and she did the same. After patting his back, she pulled away, listening to what Khloe had to say.

"So you guys wanna roast marshmallows and hot dogs in the fire pit tonight?"
"Of course!" Ellie roared in reply, "You didn't even need to ask!"
She giggled again, and then noticed the brown suitcase still by her side. "I'm going to go put my stuff in the house. Maybe unpack a little..."

She walked inside and marveled at the luxuriously monolithic atmosphere of the house. Everything was absolutely bright and beautiful. She'd get used to staying in here for sure. She carried her suitcase up the stairs, where she picked out a single room. Ellie started putting some of her clothes in the closet until she came across her notebook. Her therapist had advised her to write her daily activities, thoughts, and feelings while she was away. She didn't really see the point of it, but she did like writing, so she thought it'd be something she could at least look forward to if the trip ended up turning into shit. Producing a pen, Ellie looked around, and then jumped onto the bed. She opened her notebook, and started to write.

8/10 ~ 9 am

Just arrived at the house. The drive to Seaside was nice. There was some traffic, but nothing too bad. I can't get over how nice the inside of this house is. It's so magnificent...I wish you could see it. When I first arrived, I found Steve with his friend, Todd. Steve had obviously given him a bag of weed, which he had sprawled across his lap before driving away.


She paused and looked over what she had wrote. Realizing that she might get Steve in trouble if her therapist were to go over what she had written, she decided to cross out her last sentence, and then continued.

Steve had obviously given him a bag of weed, which he had sprawled across his lap before driving away. We talked, and then Todd drove away. Khloe and James are also here. Khloe's mentioned roasting hot dogs on the fire pit tonight. I really hope that happens...
I guess I'll write again later.


She then closed her notebook, leaving it on the desk beside her bed. Ellie turned to the window, and opened the white curtains that shielded it. A beautiful view of the water came into view. She immediately became enraptured with the picturesque scenery, and placed a hand on the window pane while she took a few seconds to take it all in.

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Night One
| August 10| 8:00 p.m | fourteen days left|




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After finally arriving the group grabbed their bedrooms and unpacked. Aside from Khloe, Leo, and One of their friends, everyone is rooming with someone.

The group got together for lunch (chipotle Chicken sandwiches and fries)and talked about what they ddid so far this summer and discussed what they should do that night. After all the time they enjoyed themselves reminiscing they all decided to stay in and light up the fire pit outside so they could reminisce and share hilarious stories some more. Marshmallows, graham crackers, hershey chocolates and hot dogs will be provided.

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Khloe stood in front of the pantry with her long nails tapping on the door. She glanced, for the fifth time at the counter as she mentally did a checklist 'Ok chocolates?check. Nutella?check.Graham crackers?' She broke off a piece of one and popped one of the corners in her mouth 'Check. She put those in one of her eco friendly tote bags before pulling the two coolers (or dragging) toward the fridge. She filled one those with hot dogs (and more chocolate) and the other with Sodas, water, hard lemonade, and beers (if they were going to drink she'd rather they do it here). Once she double checked she took the bag and the light cooler down the back stairs. She set up the snacks on the outdoor kitchen counter before opening the mini fridge outside and loading all the stuff from the cooler in there. Her eyebrows shot up when she noticed one of her moms tasty fruity vodka mixes in there as well. She grabbed her now empty bag and headed back inside.

Before she forgot she put plastic cups in the bag and headed upstairs to her room, though she was pretty sure Sammie was going to sleep in there too. After a quick shower (she was sweaty) she temporarily slid into a big t-shirt that hung down to her mid thigh (probably James, Rylee, or Steve's) and headed toward her room. She passed one of the rooms first and saw James and Rylee "Hey guys you think you can take the heavy cooler outside for me?" She asked as brushed her wet hair. Before they could answer she said "Thanks guys, also if you could start the fire that would be spectacular" She asked them because besides Sammie (who she needed for girl time) They spent the most time at the beach house. Her mom always had an open door policy for the three of them.

she went back in her room and turned on her Spotify getting dressed playlist. Which were really just girl power songs, lots of Beyoncé, and the soundtrack to confessions of a shopaholic. She had thoroughly brushed her hair so it hung down her back but it was quickly starting to curl. So she sprayed her summer waves curl control spray in it and prayed she wouldn't look like a precious moments doll. She slipped on a casual outfit before flopping on her bed. She grabbed the closest magazine and began thumbing through it.

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Around 8 pm, Ellie found herself outside. She was on the beach near the house, taking photographs of the water just before the sun was about to set. Her small, black camera looked cheap, but it actually took very nice quality photos. She liked to use it while she was travelling. It provided her with great memories, and whenever she flipped through all of the pictures she had taken, she relived those great memories once again.

Her outfit hadn't really changed - she still wore the same tank top, shoes, and jeans. However, the back of her hair was parted into two identical pigtails, and a gray zip-up hoodie was draped across her shoulders. After a while, Ellie quickly headed down the stone path back to the house, where she soon spotted James and Rylee huddled around the fire pit.

"Fire!" she cheerfully exclaimed once she observed the orange and red flames that were dancing across the blocks of wood and the crumpled up pieces of newspaper. "I'll go let everyone know."

She headed inside, and ran to the staircase, tilting her face upwards. "Guys!" she projected, "Firepit's ready! Get your butts outside!" She then walked to the kitchen, where she grabbed marshmallows, hot dogs, buns, graham crackers and chocolate bars before heading outside again.

There were sticks in one of the outdoor kitchen's cabinets. Ellie grabbed them and put them on a tabletop nearby. Once everything was ready, she grabbed a stick of her own, and pierced it through a hot dog. She then started roasting it on the fire, and started to smile instinctively.

"Y'know what this campfire needs? Music. Like, an awesome acoustic guitar or something..." she said aloud.

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{“Would you destroy Something perfect in order to make it beautiful?”― Gerard Way }



Lacey was late, very late. She was aware of that as she stood in her mentor's fashion studio. She watched with a close eye on the design he was trying to bring to life, the gown laid in front of them and it was gorgeous, close to perfect even... But, something was off and for hours now the two tried to find out what it was. What made the dress look so incomplete? Was the cut too short, were the colors off? No and more Lacey looked at it the more it irritated the young Italian that she couldn't figure it out. "Bloody hell! Forget it, I can't put my finger on it, darling! Go, get home before it get any later. You've been here long enough as it is." Her mentor, James Issac shouted as he stormed off to his office space in the small loft. As he slammed the door, the girl jumped as she sighed in defeat to grab her bag. She looked at the time, 8 at night. She had been in the small loft since 7 in the morning with no break. But, the two wanted to make their last summer together count. Because of James, she had been given the opportunity to go to Italy to study fashion among the best in the world. Even if that meant leaving her close friend and fashion idol, he wouldn't let her refuse the chance. The girl slung the bag on her shoulder as she continued to look at the dress.

She tilted her head as she softly walked back towards it. The dress was made of the same red fabric all around and while it looked like roses, it still looked like just fabric. This client was bizarre and wanted a one of a kind dress for the red carpet. She bit her lip softly before gasping. "James! I got it! I know what would make it look perfect!" She said as she knocked on the stained glass doors. "I knew I could count on you. Now, come. Tell me what your idea is, darling." James moved back towards the table as Lace moved to the vase of roses that James' girlfriend had sent him from Paris. She hurried to the table and put the rose on the button half of the dress. James raised an eyebrow as he looked at his intern. "Hear me out her, James. She loves roses and avant grade fashion, right?" James softly nodded his head before she continued. "Then what's more avant grade and original than cover the whole dress in fresh roses?" She asked as James thought about it. "C'mon, Jay. I have been with you for almost two years now and I have never been able to sketch something for you. All I need is a couple of hours, I swear I'll have it for you in the morning."

"Fine."

"James, please I swear I won't disappoint y--.." She stopped before smiling and looking towards her friend. "Did you say yes?!" James just nodded as he smiled. Lacey hopped up and down softly before hugging her boss. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I swear I won't let you down, the dress will look beautiful. Honest." Lacey assured him as she grabbed her sketchbook and the rose and put them in her bag. "I believe it. Now, go. It's eight at night, get to your friends before they forget about you." James teased as he kissed her right cheek as she rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face. "Have a good night, James!" She said to the man as he made his way back to his office which was playing Don't You Forget About Me very loudly. "Goodnight to you too, Lace." Once he shut the doors to his office, Lacey jumped up and down softly in celebration. "Finally." She said softly to herself as made her way to the elevator and pushed the first floor button. It didn't take long for her to make it to her white beetle car. She tossed her bag in the passenger seat before starting the car and letting her Beyonce playlist start playing throughout the car as she started the drive to her and her friends' new house for the summer. She turned to her phone and realized that she still had her phone off. James had this rule for his employees, no phones. He thought that they killed their ideas and imagination. When she turned it on, she saw a text from Khloe. She smiled as she read it but, also formed a lump in her stomach. She still couldn't face the fact that she would be moving out of the country after this summer. While all her friends stayed in the country, she would be thousands of miles away. What if they forgot about her? What if they replaced her with some other loud Italian girl while she was gone? And when she came home, they acted as if they never met her... She was overreacting. She knew that, but to her it was a possibility. A lot could chance in a couple of months. She shook it out of her head as she put her phone back in her bag and turned her attention back to her car as she started her drive to the beach house.

She parked her car outside as she checked her reflection in the car mirror. She moved a piece of her curly brown locks behind her ear before grabbing the bag and rushed inside. She already had her things packed in the back of her car as she moved towards the truck to grab two of her four and a half suitcases. Lace put her purse on top of one and her duffle bag over her shoulder as she walked inside. She cleared her throat as she walked towards on of the rooms. She was quiet as she wanted to surprise them. She laid the bag against the wall before heading back out to grab her other two bags.

After putting them along with the others, she changed out of her black jacket and skirt in replacement of a more suitable outfit for a bonfire. Not that she had a lot of 'causal' clothes. But, she did by a few for their bonfire nights. She change from her heels to a pair of red Vans and topped off the outfit with a black jacket from a friend of hers that she never remembered to give back. She snuck out to where she could hear talking between her friends. She walked outside and zipped up her jacket a bit before looking around in the backyard. "A bonfire. Awesome." She said as she looked around. "Where is everyone else?" She asked Ellie with a softly raised eyebrow.


James Issac {Her boss} | Her car | Outfit 1 | Outfit 2 {Bonfire} |

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"..ted."

Steve jolted up in terror, he rubbed his eyes as he assured himself it was only a dream. Now that he was awake, he had trouble recalling the nightmare. He looked around and saw that he had made it to one of the unoccupied rooms in the beach house. He looked towards the window and saw darkness. "Huh, guess I sleep for a while." His memory started to become clearer now.

"That's right, I got back here, dragged all my crap up here, and started to read." He said as he picked up the book off the floor, "The Colorado Kid," by Stephen King. He looked over at his stuff and saw there was a hole in his duffle bag. "You have got to be kidding me..." Steve said getting off the bed and walking over to his stuff. He opened the bag and checked the contents.

"I'm missing a shirt..." Steve said as he finished. He shrugged it off; it wasn't it was his favorite shirt and he could always get a new one.

"Guys, fire pit's ready! Get your butts outside!" He heard someone yell up. He sighed as he got up. He did not want to deal with a fire pit right now. Steve bent down and grabbed his backpack and threw it on the bed. He opened it up and pulled out an A&W Root Beer can. He untwisted the top and pulled out a bag with roughly thirty clear plastic capsules with green stuff inside of them. He took two out and downed them with a Pepsi sitting next to the bed. He screwed the lid back on with the bag inside and put it back in his backpack.

He checked himself really quick to see if anything was majorly out of place before heading downstairs. He followed the sound of the talking to find the fire pit. When he stepped outside and saw Ellie, James, Rylee, and Lacey.

He walked up to the group and said, "What's going on germs and germettes? I swear there's nothing more infectious than a nice fire and marshmallows. My sense of humor is sick this evening isn't it?," He kept looking into the fire, he didn't know who just shot him a dirty look, but boy he could feel it, "I know my jokes aren't well, but their nothing to sneeze at either." He had loads more, and he knew he'd have a bunch more when the capsules kicked in. This was going to be a fun camp fire.

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Khloe patted Sammie's long slender arms before nodding "Yeah he can be pretty disgusting," She giggled. She bit her lip mid giggle though. Khloe and Sammie never really discussed Rylee's feelings for Sammie. She liked it better that way. She didn't want to be pitied. She went up the mirror one last time to check her outfit, she always checked her outfit like five times (not including quick glances in reflective surfaces). It fit her nice, but she couldn't help wishing she was more slender like her friends. Khloe had plush curves and a full bust that no amount of working out could control. I mean it was nice sometimes but she wished she inherited her moms willowy features instead.

She could faintly hear Ellie summoning them downstairs, so she turned off her music. "Time to go," She said with a dimpled grin. She quickly went through her closet and found a gorgeous acoustic guitar. She didn't know the name or type but when her dad bought it for her the vendor freaked out... Until he found out it was just for decoration on her wall.Ellie freaked out too when she visited freshman year and saw it all shiny and untouched on the wall. "Did somebody say music?" She hollered down the stairs. Khloe's voice tended to travel so she knew they could hear her. She tucked it under her arm and headed downstairs, knowing Sammie was right behind her.

"I can't play it but I brought the guitar." She said with a blush creeping up her cheeks. The guitar was a funny story for the friends that she knew since seventh grade. She began seventh grade looking like a chubby dark cherub and she swore by eighth grade all the boys in her class would say she was pretty and she would learn to play guitar. She only accomplished one goal. She set the guitar next to Ellie because she knew she would take the best care of it.

She spotted Lacey as soon as she went outside. It was had to miss the statuesque girl with the wild curls. "Hey Lacey Love" She said hugging her, even though Lacey was taller than her. Well then again she was the shortest in the group. Not short! Just shortest. "You look amazing, be sure to keep me in the loop with the latest trends" She had to admit her group was always well dressed. I mean Ellie's been more nonchalant lately but she's still pretty.

She playfully swatted Steve but he pulled her into a hug afterwards. Before settling in the sand in front of James."Did you guys get anything to drink?" She asked nodding toward the mini fridge. She turned to Sammie "My mom even left that cocktail stuff you like. We just can't use the glasses, my grandma would freak out."She propped up on the counter and smoothed out her leggings. "Oooh I say we play dish and drop!" She said with a mischievous grin. "It's the game where you have to either dish out a story about somebody else or drop a secret of your own."

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Sammie groaned, and followed Khloe out of the room, and outside where everyone else was waiting. She spotted Rylee, and being good friends with him, went over and sat in his lap. She knew he was half-drunk, and probably wouldn't even remember this. "Hey Rylee, baby." She giggled, then got up, and sat next to Khloe in the sand.

Her eyes widened at the mention of Khloe's game, "Dish or Drop". Sammie hated that game. Khloe always wanted to play it, and it was always Sammie that ended up giving the most away. That's how Khloe found out about Rylee liking Sammie. Or so she thought. She sighed, and shook her head, looking at Khloe. "Do I have to play?" She frowned, and wiped some sand off, that had already somehow gotten in her lap.

Sammie hated all these childish games. She knew they were just made to make her look awful. Sammie had played things like, "Truth or Dare?" and "Spin The Bottle", when she was younger. She'd always get publicly humiliated somehow, and lose that group of friends. Sammie guessed that was how she was so... different. She had experience from all the different social groups, and knew how to act with each type.

Sammie then noticed Khloe's guitar. "You brought your guitar? I didn't even see it earlier! Play something, Khloe, baby!" She smiled. Sammie loved to sing in her freetime, and that was part of the reason she was ditching this place after this trip, that no one really knew about. She couldn't remember if she'd told Khloe yet or not, but knowing herself, she probably didn't. Singing had been her habit since she was little, and was good at it. She heard of an agent out-of-state that was good with beginning singers, so she said, "Why not?" .

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It was 9 am - thirty minutes after David Jones and his family were supposed to leave their house and begin to embark on their journey to the Bahamas. They were going on vacation for many reasons. The first reason was that Meredith, his mom, and Cormoran, his brother, needed a break from their busy, schedule-filled, caffeine-fueled lives. The second reason, seemingly less important than the first, was that it was his birthday week.

Although it was something the average human being would be thrilled about, Davey was dreading the Bahamas more than a cat hated seeing a dog. It wasn't that he despised the place, he just disliked the people he was going to the place with. He would much rather be spending his birthday with his close friends than two sticks in the mud.

Right now, he was sitting in his living room, flipping a pen into the air and catching it while he was sprawled out across his sofa. His brother sat straight in an office chair, eyes focused on the important message displayed across his laptop's screen. Cormoran was never one to talk, especially when his brother was around. Their bags, all packed and ready to be used, were spread all across the floor. All that was left to do was wait for their mother, who had been on the phone for thirty long minutes. To Davey, it seemed like an eternity.

"Okay," he heard his mother's voice from the kitchen. She sounded disappointed. "Thank you. Goodbye." She hung up, and sighed loudly. "Boys," she said in a dismal tone, "Can you both come in here please?"

When the brothers had entered the kitchen, their mother began to speak. "So it looks like our vacation is going to have to be scrapped."
Cormoran raised a brow. "Why?"
Meredith Jones sighed again, anger written in her eyes. "Turns out there's been bad flooding from a hurricane, and now the hotel we're supposed to be staying at has been damaged badly and needs repairs."
His brother's face went blank. "Can't we just stay somewhere else?"
"Afraid not. All the other hotels in the area are filled with residents because of all the damage the hurricane has done. I'm sorry boys, it looks like we're not having a vacation this year."

There was silence. Meredith looked hard at Cormoran. Cormoran then turned his gaze to Davey, and in that moment, the seventeen-year-old realized what this demolished vacation meant.

"YES!!!" he shouted, a huge smile covering more than half of his face. His brother and mother jumped back in surprise. Davey then grabbed his keys from the table, and sprinted to the living room. Undiluted in excitement, he quickly grabbed his suitcase and guitar case, all the while shouting "YES!!!" over and over again. His family members were beyond confused. When Davey had reached the front door, his mother cried out for him. "WAIT!!! she yelled infuriatingly, "WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?"
"TO THE JERSEY SHORE!!!!" he replied, slamming the door, and running towards the driveway. Cormoran and Meredith then heard one last "YEEEEEESSSS!!!" from outside before the sound of a roaring car engine filled the house.



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"I bet you know exactly how it feels to be jealous of Sammie"

Ellie woke up in a daze, the last words spoken to her still bouncing around in her aching head. Had last night really happened? She put a hand on her temple, which seemed to be covered in perspiration. With pressure in her neck, she slowly looked around. Everything seemed fine, except for the fact that many pillows from her bed were covering the floor around her. She had thrown them out of anger after Vanessa Hart, Khloe's cousin, showed up and practically tore all of the good feelings that everyone used to have apart. That girl was like vaseline to the group's fire, and she had no idea why Khloe had even let her into the house in the first place. She couldn't even begin to imagine how hurt everyone must have been from last night's quarrel...

And then she saw her notebook, wide open, laying upon the desk next to her. She slowly glanced over it, but nothing was there. It was just a blank page. She hadn't written in it last night, even though she wanted to. But then again, did she really want to? Now that all of this had happened... What if her therapist was going to read it? How would she explain everything to him? Why would she even want to explain everything?

Ellie sighed, placing a hand underneath the cover, and slowly closed it. Perhaps she'd write later. Perhaps she wouldn't write at all.

She knew she needed a shower, which sucked. Still wearing the same clothes from last night, she got up, made her bed, (picking up the pillows as well,) and grabbed a towel. Once Ellie had gotten everything she needed, she went to the bathroom, and locked the door. She stared at the shower for a moment, and then quickly turned on a playlist from her ipod. While the warm water smoothed over her skin, she felt like everything from last night washed off. She listened to the bubbly music ringing through the room. It took her mind off of the past. However, an imminent feeling of fear lingered. In a way, Ellie wished she had been diagnosed with schizophrenia instead of PTSD. At least with schizophrenia, she'd be seeing new things instead of the same scenario that played in her mind every time she passed through a shower curtain. Still, even though the same things happened every single time, each moment felt new to her.

Once she was done, she put on a swimsuit for the beach, followed by a sundress over it. After brushing her teeth and combing her hair, she hurried downstairs for breakfast, just missing Vanessa and her evil words addressed to Sammie. Sitting on the stairs in gloom, a pained expression was plastered onto her face. Ellie tried not to look her in the eyes, or even stare at her. She just passed by. Once she had reached the bottom floor, the doorbell rang.

The front door was inches away from her, so she answered it. Much to her surprise, it was Davey Jones. "Why hello, Gabby!" he said, quickly wrapping his arms around her before she could prevent it. She hated it when he called her that. "What on earth are you doing here?" she asked, "I thought you were on vacation."
"I was going to be on vacation. I'm not going to be on vacation anymore."
Leaving a brow raised on Ellie's face, Davey let himself in. Bringing his luggage in with him, he dropped it on the space next to the door, and upon seeing Sammie, ran up the stairs to greet her.

"Hey Sammie," he said, hugging her tightly. "How are you? I missed you!"
He couldn't have come at a more worse time.

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"Hey.."

Khloe, her best friend hardly looked at her, walking past her. Sammie bit her lip, and suddenly the memories of last night came flooding back to her. She started breathing fast.



"Poor baby. Perfect little Khloe doesn't like you anymore because you took Rylee? By the way, nice job. I mean you could have any boy in the group, especially since you want every boy in the group and you take the one she wanted. Even better the one she made herself pretty for. You are cold hearted." Vanessa sneered, giving Sammie the most fake smile she'd seen before, and giggled, skipping away.

Sammie's eyes watered, and she rocked slightly. That wasn't her last night. Who was she? How could she hurt someone so close to her, so badly like it was nothing? Why was she even alive right now? Sammie ran a hand through her hair, it shaking. It felt the whole world was crumbling around her. She'd never hurt Khloe in any way, not if she could help it. The pain stung her heart, and she almost lost herself to her emotions, but fought back, and won, tightly gripping her arm. Her knuckles looked as if they were going to protrude out of her skin.

Why? That was the question that echoed in her head. Why would she hurt Khloe? Well, honestly, it feels as if Khloe is... distant from Sammie. They haven't had a full conversation since she arrived. Sammie wondered if Vanessa was telling Khloe something about Sammie. Was Vanessa going to die if she didn't have her stupid little butt in some type of fricked up drama dealing with Sammie?

Ellie just simply walked by her, but Sammie felt her eyes on her. She couldn't believe herself. She... She didn't know what to do. Her whole social life was crumbling right in front of her, all because of a stupid drinking game Vanessa wanted to play. Vanessa always ruined Sammie. She hated it. Sammie always felt like she was around her mother when Vanessa came. Everyone always believed Vanessa over her, which ignited a flame of anger in her. Sammie was the one who'd helped everyone. She was the good girl, and Vanessa was the bad, but her idiot friends couldn't seem to wrap their tiny little heads around that.

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"Hey Sammie, How are you? I missed you!" Davey hugged her tightly, and she hugged him back for a slight second, then let go softly, and curled her arms into one another. "I.. I missed you too." She managed to say, and held back her tears. Sammie nodded, and silently went out the door by the chair Khloe was sitting in.

Her eyes finally surrendered to her emotions, and flooded her face instantly. Sammie let out a small, "eep" as she went down the stairs, at a quick pace, then ran across the sand, away from the house.

She felt helpless. Useless. No one wanted her there now. NO ONE. Not even her own best friend, the one she swore she'd always love, and help. Sammie had cried quite a bit before she finally fell to her knees in the warm sand, under a palm tree. She made sure she was hidden, inside the trees, and curled up tightly, her back to a tree, and just let out her emotions. She was crying so hard, that she sounded like a dying seal, letting out occasional sobbing noises like, "Ahh" or "Eep".

Sammie felt her past knocking at her heart's door, and looked down into the sand through her legs. With her arms resting on top of her head, hiding it, she held them tightly. The tears wouldn't stop, and she couldn't make them.

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This wasn't Sammie. She didn't know what was going on with herself right now. Vanessa had a way of... hitting her in the heart, every time, and hard. It's like she took a baseball bat and swung it at Sammie, multiple times.

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Last night was a bit of a blur for Lacey, sure she remembered most of the night unlike the others but, still a few moments were a little hazy. And it all got hazy once Khloe's cousin, Vanessa, came into the backyard. Lacey didn't know her that well but, from what she had heard from others about her. She didn't seem like the nicest person to be around. And that was proven true when they all started playing never have I ever. The game at first was okay, awkward but, okay.... Seeing that Lacey didn't have to take a sip on close to any of the questions. But, everything hit the fans once Vanessa decided to bring up the whole Khloe-Sammie-Rylee situation.

Lacey just sat awkwardly with Steve and James as it all unfolded but, rushed after her friend once Khloe had ran off. Vanessa had said something to Ellie that made her run past the young Texan and into her room. "I'm just one person!" She said to herself as she looked towards the ceiling before rushing after her close friend. She just laid down next to her best friend wrapping her arms around her. They talked a little bit about stuff, but Lacey didn't want to get into the whole situation that just happened. She adored her friends, but this love triangle needed to end. And Lacey told her blue eyed friend her opinion. They were best very good looking, sociable, and well, compared to Lacey perfect. They could snag anyone they wanted without having to be afraid about being rejected. Lace on the other hand, felt like she was the ugly stepsister out of all of the girls in the group. Ellie was pretty, strong, sure she was quiet but, she was fighter. Sammie was, well, Sammie.

She was little miss perfect. And Khloe, was just like Sammie. Little miss perfect. Perfect body, perfect height, hair, eyes, everything. And then there was little miss. Lacey love. She was the second tallest of the group after Sammie, but by far one of the curviest after getting it from her mother side. Which she hated, with a passion. She was loud and talkative, never knowing when to shut up or give in. And as much as she tried to change, she always went back to her loud Italian and Greek roots. Sure, Khloe had told her she was crazy about how she saw herself but, just like every other time. She just thought her best friend was being nice. Once Khloe had fallen asleep, Lacey slid out of the bed just to go change out of her now uncomfortable jeans and switch them for a pair of leggings and one of her favorite tops. She kept her hair down as she walked out just to see the boys heading to their rooms. She smiled towards them all but, lost her smile once Vanessa winked towards Steve. She sighed softly before heading to Ellie's room to make sure she was okay as well. She would have asked her but, she was already asleep and Lacey hated waking people up so, the girl just made her way back to Khloe's room and slid back to bed before falling right asleep.

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By the time had rolled around, so did Lacey's headache. She peeked through one of her brown eyes as the sun streamed through the curtains. She turned to her side to see Khloe already up. She pushed her dark locks out of her face as she yawned and stretched her arms up towards the ceiling. She sat up just as her head started pounding even harder than it was when she had first woken up. She groaned as she slid out of the bed not even remembering that she was wear pajamas. She slid her hair in a bun with only one curl slipping out towards her face. She looked herself over the mirror and sighed. She would have gone to her room and get ready but, by remembering how much the guys had to drink last night, they wouldn't be up for at least another 30 minutes or so. And the girls had already seen her 'all natural'. Hair up, no makeup, no fashionable clothes. She was just... normal. The guys probably didn't even know this side of her existed seeing that she refused to let any guys, excluding her father see without her makeup on.

Before heading out of the room, the girl started humming and by the time she was out of the room she was singing Fake I.D by Big and Rich. "Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID. There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see. I got my money and you got what I need," She reached for one of the salted caramel Moonpies she had brought with her before leaving her house. She didn't eat a lot of junk food, but every girl had her weakness. She bit a piece off as she felt someone push past her. Vanessa, of course. But, she seemed to not even notice the girl as she skipped towards Sammie and skipping away. She rolled her eyes as the blonde left the house. She bent down next to the girl with a small smile on her pale face. "Look, junebug... I don't want to get in the middle of anything but look, everything is going to pass over. I'm gonna go cook breakfast." Lacey really didn't want to pick sides and as much as it pained her to have to make little miss perfect 1 feel better... Sammie was her friend and she wasn't just going to make her feel like shit.

She headed back up the stairs to her room to grab her earbuds and then the kitchen to cook the group a good enough breakfast to at least help them get over their hangovers. She put in her headphones and started blasting the song she was singing not long ago as she started to sing again and dance in place, with her hips swinging back and forth as she started grabbing out things for breakfast. She was complete oblivious to the world around her as she danced around the kitchen with her hair falling out of it bun. As she started the stove, she just pushed it all back in a very messy ponytail and started cooking to bacon to go along with the cinnamon buns she had defrosting on the counter next to her.

She thought she heard Ellie talking to someone at the door, but just shrugged knowing it was probably no one she knew or was close to. Seeing that the whole group, except for Davey was in the house.

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Steve groaned awake as the sun finally hit his face. "Ugh, Man. Guess those pills hit me harder than I thought." He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he sat up and swung his legs over the bed. "If I felt this bad after taking them. I don't want to imagine what I'd feel like with a hang over and this." He said standing up. He looked around and saw that he crashed in Leo's room. "Fitting, he never showed up. I sleep on his bed."

Steve was the only one who didn't drink that night, or at least as far as he remembers. He could remember what generally happened, but specific details are fuzzy. He managed to sneak out of playing by volunteering to tend the fire, he said something about drunks and fires don't tend to mix. Vanessa only agreed because he made such a good case about not wanting to take an intoxicated teenager to the hospital for severe burns and explaining why a bunch of underage kids are drinking anyway. That, and she didn't know how high he really was.

He headed towards the room he put his stuff and was greeted by a person sleeping on his bed. He shrugged it off and grabbed his stuff and headed back to Leo's room. He changed out of the clothes he had on yesterday. He put on his red swim trunks and his Spiderman T-shirt. Something else happened he knew it, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It had something to do with Lacey. He thought about it for a bit and came up empty.

Steve walked up to the window and saw Khloe sitting in a chair looking very sullen. He felt bad for her, it sucked having someone you want taken from you. He tried to remember what exactly happened to end like that, but he just couldn't recall. He sighed, "Join us this year Steve, she said. You'll have fun, she said." As he finished talking to himself, he saw Sammie walk out fairly quickly and then take off running.

"Aw, Jebus. Things are not looking for this group." He sighed as he decided to head after her. He needed to know her side of things. Honestly, he couldn't care less if Sammie did anything with Rylee, but it isn't like Sammie to openly hurt her best friend. He had to get to her first before anybody else did. Steven headed down stairs and saw Ellie and Davey,

"Sup Davey, Morning Ellie." Steve said walking past the pair. He briefly wondered why Davey here, but he'd find out later. He made his way towards the front door and said, "I'm heading out. I'll be back soon." He headed outside and went to the beach directly. He found her a couple minutes later. He heard her before he saw her.

"You know, you're going to need a better hiding spot than this if you keep crying like that." Steve said kneeling next to her. "I'm not here to call you names, tell Khloe where you are, and judge you. I've already done the last one, and this," he made a movement with his hands, "Doesn't change that judgement I made so long ago. So, cheer up. You have at least one friend that cares about you. Of course I'm not sure how much I count, but it's still one more than Hitler." He smiled at her. "Anything you say, will be kept between us. Unless you spill the beans then I pretty much get a free pass."

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Sammie had left just as quickly as Davey had given her a hug. "I.. I missed you too." she said, silently nodding, and then fleeing. Davey knew the expression her face all too well. It was the expression of someone who was holding back tears. He glanced over at Ellie. From the way she was watching Sammie leave, he knew she understood too.

"Okay..." he said in a tone that was mocking annoyance, "What did I miss? What happened?"
Ellie crossed her arms and stared up at the ceiling. "Well..." she started, "Someone came over, and kind of tore us all apart. Yeah...not gonna lie, you came at a REALLY bad time..."
"It was the Loch Ness Monster, wasn't it?" he interrupted.
Ellie gave him another risen brow.
"What? What are you..."
"VaNESSa. The Loch NESS Monster? Jesus, Ellie, I thought you were smart!"
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, try calling her that. See if she likes it."
"I do. I address her by her nickname...Nessie. That's what we call her in England."

For a moment, he caught Ellie's lips curling upwards into a small smile. She sighed, and uncrossed her arms. "Well, I'm heading upstairs. Go say hello to the group or something. Maybe you can cheer us all up."
"Challenge accepted." he said. Suddenly, Steve passed by. "Sup Davey, Morning Ellie. I'm heading out. I'll be back soon." Davey nodded. He saw Ellie give him one last look before stepping up the stairs. He flashed her a devilish smile and sealed it with a wink, making the girl immediately turn her head in annoyance as she proceeded up to her room.

Davey chuckled, making his way towards the kitchen. It was there that he saw Lacey making breakfast. She had her earbuds in, and was moving her hips in time to the music that was blasting on her ipod. She didn't turn her head, and was oblivious to Davey's presence behind her. "Nice shakin', bacon." he whispered in her ear, taking the earbud out momentarily, and then placing it back in once he had finished the sentence. He then smiled at her, and walked back towards the front door. He grabbed his one suitcase, and put it in a room upstairs. He'd figure out where he was sleeping later - for now he just wanted to put it away from the door.

Galloping down the stairs, he made his way back to the kitchen again. He wasn't hungry, he was just looking for someone to converse with. There was a guitar in his hands. He hadn't played it in four days. Davey could never play his guitar when his brother or mom was home. His mother needed peace and quiet to concentrate, while Cormoran just detested Davey playing the guitar. He entered the kitchen once Rylee had finished speaking. He sat on a table, and started to strum his fingers over the strings. Improvisation was like second nature to him.

"Hey Koko! James, Rylee..." he said, greeting them lightly, yet loudly. "So tell me...what happened last night? It's like I'm on cloud nine while everyone else has just finished ascending from the depths of hell. I'm very confused."

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Khloe was nibbling on a cherry when James and Rylee entered the room. She closed the fridge, took a deep breath then turned around. She sent a smile to Jamie and was about to ask him how he slept when Rylee mentioned her"Will you please come with me?" He asked before leaving the room. She was about to followed him out the room but whipped around when she heard a familiar voice.

"So tell me...What happened last night?" He said in his happy tone. Her face brightened completely as she yelled "Omigod Omigod Davey!" She said jumping up and down. She turned to Rylee and naturally grabbed his hand to pull him to Davey. "We gotta say hi!" She started, but immediately dropped his hand as realization hit her. She looked at him with her sharp bright eyes, flooded with confusion, hurt, and nervousness. I'm not mad at you and Sammie" She blurted out.

Heat flooded her cheeks as she cut her gaze from him "I feel stupid, and i mean a little hurt that you guys didn't say something to me. I mean you guys didn't think during our friendship to say something?" She sighed and glanced at the kitchen, where Lacey, James, and Davey stood. She couldn't believe how distant she felt from them. She absentmindedly pulled the tiny dress down.

"We should get back in there... or get ready to go to the beach or something." She said babbling toward the end. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to hug him and cry and she wanted him to stroke her hair and tell her its ok but she also wanted to yell at him and tell him how stupid he made her feel and she wanted him to notice how much skin she was showing and she wanted Jamie.. and more than anything she wanted Sammie. She wanted her best friend. And where the hell is Ellie?!

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Lacey sat on the table next to him, her head in her hands. She looked like a gorgeous statue. "She ruined everything, Davey." she whispered, "I--..I don't even know where to start. All I really need to tell you is that because of Vanessa, Sammie and Khloe aren't even talking to one another."
He chuckled softly in response, filling the air with a guitar riff. He whispered in her ear, just like she had in his "Well, looks like Nessie has struck again..."

Suddenly, Rylee and Khloe were back in the kitchen. "Davey, my boy," Rylee boomed, "How are
you? No Bahamas, I take it?"
He shook his head. "Nope. Our hotel got damaged. What a crummy day..." the last sentence was dripping with sarcasm. He put his guitar down for a split second, wrapping Khloe into his arms. He wondered why Khloe and Sammie had broken apart. They seemed inseparable...what had Vanessa done to finally rip them apart? He would find out sooner or later.

Davey wasn't paying attention for a minute or two. He just sat there and strummed away, enraptured by his twelve string's melodious tones. He didn't lift his head up again until Khloe mentioned the word 'clubbing'.

"Clubbing...now that's a good idea." he said, mimicking Lacey. "I know all of them around here. Karma...Bamboo..." Suddenly, Lacey walked towards him, "You never said hello to me, Davey. And that broke my heart." she said. And then she gave him a kiss on both cheeks, and his eyes widened. Even though David Jones had an unbreakable composure, each peck on the cheek made him blush a little. "Well helloooo, Lacey...." He grinned as she whispered in his ear yet again.
"Welcome to hell."

Later, Khloe had asked him to go fetch Ellie, as they would be heading towards the beach soon. Instinctively, he brought his guitar with him while he walked up the stairs to her room. He found her in silence, scribbling hastily in a blue notebook. "What are you writing?" he asked out of curiosity. She immediately closed it before catching his gaze. "Nothing."
"Ellie, I know you're busy writing love letters to me. You don't have to hide it."
Swiftly, she grabbed a pillow from her bed and chucked it at his head. He used his guitar as a shield, and then chuckled.
"Hey!" he exclaimed. He had thought she had thrown it as a joke, but from the look in her eyes, he could tell that she really was angry.
He changed the subject. "Anyway, I just came up to tell you that we're leaving soon."
"Already? Okay." she said, grabbing a bag beside her and walking slowly over to his side.
"I have to change. Can't go to the beach without a bathing suit. Mind getting the others? I think they're outside."
She shook her head. "Not at all. Let's hope I don't have to talk to Vanessa, though..."

They both shuddered at her name before heading in opposite directions.



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Ellie had been writing about what had happened the night before. She hadn't finished - Davey had walked in just before she could get to the part where Vanessa had spoken to her. Like Steve, Ellie hadn't necessarily been drunk. Sure, she had one, two cans of beer, but she wasn't a light drinker either. Some things were blurred, most things were clear. It's like she could still feel everything from last night.

If there was one thing she could feel, it was anger. Vanessa, an evil girl who used emotional manipulation as her weapon, had popped out of the blue, similar to another person she knew who had held her captive in a cabin for two years. At this point in her life, Ellie couldn't stand mistreatment. She couldn't stand judgement. All of a sudden, this rage and hatred started to boil up inside of her. She wasn't quite sure exactly what she wanted, but she assumed that she wanted some sort of revenge on Vanessa. She was just so tired of drama...

Then again, maybe Vanessa's comments from last night made her see the truth about her friends. Now that Sammie wasn't a friend anymore, Khloe was hanging all over Lacey. She passed them on her way to the backyard. They were talking about boys or something...she didn't understand their language. Was that Khloe's nature? Did she just use people, and then replace them when they were gone, casting them out like a leper? Whatever she was doing, it didn't stop Ellie from still pulling out her phone, and sending the Koko she had known and loved a text.

To: Koko
From: Ellie

Thinking of you. Sorry about last night. If you need to talk, I'm here.

She headed outside, passing James on the way. "Hey. We're leaving soon" she said. She couldn't help but feel a little bit bad about James's situation. Now that Rylee was dragged into this whirlwind of drama, Jamie was probably on his toes trying to advise him. He was the football star's right-hand man. It was like they were attached at the hip. In a way, she wished James had his own identity, or was a little more independent. He was a smart kid...

Ellie wandered off, heading towards the direction of the beach, where James had come from. There were some bushes nearby, and she thought she was lost, so she figured she'd call them. "Rylee!" she shouted, "Sammie? Vanessaaaa-uuuuhhhh..."

That's when she saw it. Sammie and Rylee were eating each other's lips. They were making out, and Ellie was right behind them. She didn't hide from view. She just stood there, petrified, her mouth wide open and her eyes wide.

"You're right Sam. I do like Khloe. And I don't know what to do," Rylee then said. Ellie silently breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't noticed her. Not yet..."We need to go get ready. Maybe we shouldn't tell her what happened for now. Let the night play itself out."

Crap. What would she do? She was just standing there right behind them, looking like an idiot. And she was going to die if she didn't think fast. Without giving a second thought about it, Ellie literally dived right into the bushes. Of course, that proved to be a stupid idea once she realized it was covered in thorns.

"SHIT!!!!" she screamed, getting herself out and falling face-down onto the sand below. She felt like a thousand tiny knives were penetrating her skin. There were tiny beads of salty tears in the corners of her eyes as she moaned in pain.

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Sammie had just kissed the guy she thought she would spend the rest of her life adoring over. She kissed him. He even kissed back, but... she felt horrible. He didn't want her. He wanted Khloe. It was obvious. Too obvious almost.

"You're right Sam. I do like Khloe. And I don't know what to do," He grabbed her hands. "We need to go get ready. Maybe we shouldn't tell her what happened for now. Let the night play itself out."

Sammie simply nodded, and let go of his hand. She wanted to scream angrily. She wanted to hit him right in the gut. He was going to chase Sammie for years, just to flippin' decline her when she came to him, saying she liked him, heck loved the idiot!

Sammie knew she probably was getting too emotional. "What do you mean let the night play itself out, Rylee? We've both wanted this for three years, Ry. Three years. I can see us together, and you've been dreaming about this moment, haven't you? Or has my whole life for the past three years been a mirage? A fantasy that someone came up with, just to get my hopes up, and then burn it to the ground when I finally play along? " Sammie breathed fast, and rubbed her forehead, aggravated.

They've both wanted this for so long... years. Now, Rylee was just going to forget Sammie and move on to Khloe, his next "love" for three years. Sammie felt used, disgusted, and betrayed..... by everyone. She wanted to leave, she didn't fit in here anymore. Sammie was starting to feel so low, that she grinned at the thought of getting her razor out of her suitcase.

They say... you can never get rid of an old habit.

That's when she heard a curse word being loudly said, and rattling in the bushes. "H-hello?" Sammie turned around quickly, stepping a large step away from Rylee in case it was Khloe. After inspecting the bushes, and helping the person out, with a few thorns in Sammie's hand, she saw that it was, in fact, Ellie.

"What are you doing out here, El?" Sammie asked curiously, yet sincere. She brushed herself off, hiding a grin of revenge, as her and Ellie weren't on the greatest terms right now, but Sammie had a strange feeling that'd it change... and soon.

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Day Two
| August 10| 2:00 p.m | thirteen days left|




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The group gathered into groups and piled into cars. The group packed blankets and snacks even though there was food stands nearby. A while later Maxwell and Kevin joined the group. A group of Vanessa's friends joined in too. Making it go from a cozy group of friends to a beach bash.

The group plans to go to the Bamboo club later. There's food,, laughter, drinks, and the water.


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Khloe was lounging on a blanket. She stood up dusting sand off her stomach. She had long since shed the dress and was now in the skimpy bikini. Vanessa's uninvited friends had dropped by a while ago and were pretty much taking over everything. "Hey Gorgeous." A voice said behind her. She turned, poised to turn down some creep again but was swept up into a pair of strong lean arms and thrown over a guys shoulder. She spotted a brilliant tribal tattoo band on one of the toned arms and recognized the guy immediately. "Max" She screeched "Put me down!"

She had to admit she brought him to make Rylee jealous but she was having a great time. Once he out her down she giggled and allowed him to tuck her under his arm.He grinned at her lazily "Why did we break up..agaun?" He asked placing a light kiss on her forehead. "Because you're a terrible boyfriend.?" She giggled as they approached her group.


When they arrived she felt self conscious and nervous but now she felt hot and fun. Then Maxwell came, with his flirty comments and his compliments. She smiled and ran up to her friends. She kissed Lacey on the cheek, hugged Jamie and Ellie, then kissed Davey on the lips. She started feeling touchy feely after her third drink or her fourth. She noticed Rylee, ran up to him, and jumped in his arms. "Hey Rye!" She said with a bright dimpled smile. She giggled as her hair, which hung all the way down to her lower back tickled her thighs. "Hey Rye..." She said with a smile "Will you dance with me tonight." She twirled when he placed her on the ground but was grabbed by Maxwell. "You'll be too busy with me" Khloe frowned "But I like Rylee" She shrugged "Oh well"

Khloe ran back to Lacey and hugged her tightly "Lacey guess what?!" She asked "I'm hot!"