0
followers
follow

Khloe Chase

"Let's just stay friends forever ok? Ok.

0 · 920 views · located in Jersey Shore, NJ

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

Description

Image
Image
❝When it's all said and done, It's all good❞


Image


Image
Image

Image
Image

Full Name
Khloe Angelica Chase

Nickname
Koko, Motor Mouth

Age
Eighteen

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Heterosexual





Image
Image


Image
Image

Hair Colour
Khloe has black glossy tresses. She often claims that she naturally has such black hair but her hair is actually naturally chocolate brown.

Eye Colour
She has pale blue eyes

Height & Weight

Distinctive Markings {Scars, tattoos, birthmarks}
She has one tattoo on her shoulder.

Clothing Style{This can be a description or you can do a small description and use links of examples throughout}

Khloe is the definition on a girly girl and one of her favorite things to do is keep up with trends. It helps that she works at a super trendy consignment shop. The best way to describe her is vintage chic. Her style twin would be Ariana Grande due to their girly style and 90's flare. If you spot a girl in a vintage crop top and high waisted jeans, its probably Khloe. She's also big on heels, wedges, and of course Jeffrey Campbell.



Image
Image


Image

Personality
Khloe is very open, about everything. You know those girls you see at every student government meeting, at every dance, who never seems to just chill out? Yeah that's Khloe. She puts everybody before herself by default. You need a ride to work? She's there. Boyfriend broke up with you? She's a text away. Khloe loves making others happy by whatever means. Many can find her overbearing and somewhat obnoxious (Not her fault she has a babyish voice) , but the truth is she just cares alot.

Khloe is very goofy. She's always breaking out into random song or dancing around the room. And for somebody so pretty she makes some ugly faces. Its not unusual to see her across the room making a ridiculous duck face at you. But that's just who she is. She's also openly affectionate. Sometimes she'll run across a room and launch herself in one of her friends arms or she'll rush into a hug. It's easy to tell that she truly adores her friends.

When it comes to boys Khloe doesn't have much experience. I mean between her fraternal twin brother, who way overprotective. Her man hating mother and super strict grandmother. Let's just say boys seem like more trouble than their worth. I mean of course she's had boyfriends (ok she's had two), but the farthest she's ever gone is making out. She takes her virginity seriously.



Likes {At least 5}
✔Cherry flavored products
✔Makeovers
✔Working out
✔Fashion
✔Leo
Dislikes {At least 5}
✘Cherries
✘Big changes
✘Swimming
✘Weed
✘Good girl jokes

Fears {At least 3}
Being Judged-
Khloe was a late bloomer so she often worries if people can see past her confident facade.
Losing her Friends-
Khloe hates that her friends are all moving on and drifting away.
Falling in love with the wrong guy-
Theres a lot of pressure on her when it comes to boys. I mean she stayed a virgin for eighteen years. What if she blows it on the wrong guy?
Strengths {At least 3}
Her Looks
Her loyalty
Her kindness




Image
Image


Image
Image
Image


History{Again a decent size }
Khloe has been over protected her entire life. She was born a fraternal twin, but she had lung issues. So while her brother spent his toddler years outside playing, she spent hers curled up in her dads lap. Not that it was boring. Its hard to be bored in the Chase household, especially when her dad was around. Let me paint you a picture. Her mom Candice "Candy" Chase was a brassy bad girl turned domestic wife. Her father, Danny "Big Dog" Chase was a quarterback playboy turned businessman cheating jerk. You have to assume they were happy at some point (hence the twins) but apparently that didn't last. I mean his only good trait was that he was a good father, well at least to his blue eyed delicate baby girl. Her earliest memories are of sitting on his lap in her pretty blue dresses or him showing her off at the mall and buying her whatever she wanted. All that ended though when her dad left them for their elementary school teacher Ms. Jolene (ironic right?) So the family moved from their gated jersey community to their grandmothers house, who lives close to the shore. Her mom took control of their grandfathers beach house rental company. And she went to an all new school with all new people.

The first day of sixth grade Khloe wore her favorite black dress with a Peter Pan collar and red ballet flats. She wore her hair, which she always kept long, in a half updo with a red bow in the back. She thought she looked pretty. But in reality everybody else thought she looked like a baby. She had big eyes, too big for her small heart shaped face, super red plump lips, braces, and was chubby. Her whole life she felt pretty until that day. Her mom refused to buy her new clothes because she thought Khloe's clothes were fine. In seventh grade she wanted so desperatly to fit in that she wore the right things (which at the time was juicy sweats and headbands), was a cheerleader, and wore ridiculous makeup. She requested to move in with her dad after a big fight with her grandmother. Her dad sent her to the school that her friends from elementary school went to. At first it was great. Her and her friends were popular, lots of guys wanted to date her. But she wasn't her and when she tried to be herself they made fun of her goofy nature or called her annoying. So she moved back in with her mom.

Growing up Leo was her best friend and confidant. It was a two way streak though because Leo only seemed to show his true nature to Khloe. Khloe always seemed to be following after him. Even though the two are like night and day they are almost inseparable. Khloe's mom has often hinted to her that she should get therapy for it. It started when they were hitting the age where boys separate from girls. She often felt threatened just by seeing him with other people, especially girls. She even went as far as telling the girls in their neighborhood that her brother hated girls like them. She has gotten better but she doesn't know what she'll do if he gets a serious girlfriend.


Family {Pictures optional but appreciated}
Her mom is one of those buxom brassy women that Jersey is known for. Her dad left them for Ms.Jolene when she was ten. But he was pretty much a lazy douche they're entire life so whatever. They live with their grandparents. Her grandmother is one of those fussy types (probably because their mom is so easy going, especially with rules) and her grandfather is very laid back and quite but loving. Her grandfather also has severe diabetes though so he is often unwell. Her brother is also her fraternal twin and is very protective of her.
Secrets
She has had a crush on Rylee for a long time
She has an almost unhealthy attachment to her brother
Nobody but Leo knows how insecure she is.

So begins...

Khloe Chase's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK

Image
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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase

0.00 INK

Image
Image




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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK

Image

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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK

Image


'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

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Khloe Chase

0.00 INK

Image
Image




8:25 A.M.



Sammie was asleep, soundly, in her neon room. Everywhere you looked, some random burst
of color caught your eye. It was almost like tye-dye, but more organized. For example, in the
corner of her room, she had a bright neon pink chair, with a lime green circular pillow placed
neatly on the arm.

A yellow alarm clock sat on her end table. But, if you looked closer, the plug that connected
the clock to the electricity vital to it's life, was not plugged into the wall, as it should have been.



8:40 A.M.


Image

Sammie stirred soundly, opening her eyes to the rays of sunshine peeking through her old curtains. She sat up, and reached her arms into the air, all her muscles flexing, and she was now awake, and ready for the day ahead.

Until... she realized she was REALLY late to a party.

"Crap." She said simply, sitting there for a minute, then leaping out of bed. She slipped on some of her old, pure white, short jean shorts, then her pink converse in one move. She then brushed her hair quickly, and slipped into a white tank,
putting on a one-shouldered, sheer, pink top, that only reached down to right above her belly button.

{Outfit}
http://ukstylefashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/Stylish-Eve-Outfits-Spring-Summer-Collection-2014-2-3.jpg

Man, she wanted to pierce her belly button while she was with Khloe. She'd do it with her, she knew it. They do everything together..

Sammie snapped out of her "moment", which she had often, and went back to getting ready. She brushed her longer, thicker, darker hair, and shook her head to ruffle it up some. She topped her outfit with a flower headband, that she was sure would leave a small line across her forehead, and popped on some light ruby-brown sunglasses.

Sammie then hopped in her little pink Volkswagon convertible beetle, after going down
the steps of her apartment, and locking the door. She had "pre-packed", and already
carried her set of matching purple luggage down to her car last night. She knew she was
going to be late. After buckling in, she zoomed off, cranking up the stereo to the latest, hip
jams, and rocked her body to the beat, letting out a "Wooo!" as she drove out of the apartment
complex's parking lot.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

Image
Image




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?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool

0.00 INK

Image

Rylee waited a good ten minutes for Sam to text back. He knew she didn't text and drive, usually. He didn't even know why he texted her first of everyone. He also knew that she tended to forget to plug her alarm clock in, so whenever he had to ask her for a ride to school in th morning, she was still asleep.

Another five minutes passed. He was sittin on his car hood, ready to call a taxi or another friend, when he go a text from Khloe. Hungover, stranded, or held hostage by a one night stand? Either way you better have an excuse for not being here, it said. He texted back, Two of the above. Cars broken down on West Avenue. I texted Sammie, but no return. Send help? And a bucket...

He hoped someone would come get him, and he didn want that person to be James. James hated when he was hungover, and he hated Rylee's car.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

Image

"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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK




Image



Image




"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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

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




Image
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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK




Image
Image




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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK

Image

After Rylee had finally arrived, him and James needed to unpack and get ready for the bonfire. Jamie hopped in the shower first. He washed his hair and body, then threw on an old tshirt and a pair of jean shorts. He blow dried his hair, too. By looking at James, you wouldn't think he took a long time to get ready in the morning. But he does. When he walked back into the bedroom, Rylee was already ready. He had on a tank top and jeans. He was sitting on his bed scrolling through twitter. "Are you finally gonna tell Sammie how you feel about her this summer?" James asked him.

Rylee stood up, throwing his phone on the floor by his charger. "I don't know, bro. Haven't decided yet." Khloe walked in the room, hopefully not hearing anything. Both Jamie and Rylee knew that she liked Ry. "Hey guys you think you can take the heavy cooler outside for me?" They both nodded. ""Thanks guys, also if you could start the fire that would be spectacular."

"Sure can do, Koko," Jamie said. He knew exactly where all the fire starting tools were. Rylee, Khloe, Sammie, Leo, and he had spent many a night here over the past five years. They started downstairs. Rylee grabbed the lighter and newspaper from a closet in the kitchen, while Jamie grabbed kindling and fire wood from the front porch. They walked down the stairs off the back deck and to the fire pit. Jamie set the wood up on a teepee style, lit some pieces of newspaper, and threw them on the wood. The fire had begun.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK




Image



Image




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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK




Image

Image
{“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} |

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher

0.00 INK

Image
Image




Sammie yawned, cuddling with a small brightly colored pillow on her twin bed. She wasn't quite sure what room she was in, but she was sure she'd be sharing with Khloe, as the girls always did when they stayed over. Sammie heard what sounded like the soundtrack to, "Confessions of a Shopaholic", and smiled, knowing it was Khloe. If she listened ever so much more, she could hear Khloe's thumb swipe each magazine page.

Sammie was dressed in a huge, gray, black and white zig-zagged sweater, that was nearly 3x the size of her. Her skinny jeans were extra skinny, and showed off her curves nicely. To say she loved her skinny jeans was an understatement. Formal event? Skinny jeans. Beach? Skinny jeans. Anywhere? Skinny jeans for Sammie. Sammie's hair was loose, and in big curls naturally, as always. She also wore bangly bracelets, two on each wrist, reading things like "faith", "trust" , "hope", and "love". They shined bright if hit just right with light. Then, on top of her head, she wore a greenish-bluish beanie, held in with bobby pins. It was a miracle it hadn't fallen out during her little "cat nap".

She had heard Khloe asking who sounded like James and Rylee, to do some chores, and she moaned, rolling over onto her stomach. "Khloeee..." She groaned, and looked at her friend in the bed near her. "What are you dooooing?" She laughed, seeing her gorgeous friend, in her adorable outfit. "You need to go to rehab, Khloe Chase. Rehab for magazine addiction." Sammie smiled, and chuckled lightly. "Babe, did I tell you about Rylee? He rode here with me, and now, I have to re-scent my car, so it doesn't smell like Rylee, and vomit." She sighed, and put her hands over her eyes, pursing her cherry red lips into a small frown, like a child's. "He's so annoying sometimes." She sighed again, heavier.

Sammie knew Rylee's liked her forever, but just didn't know how she felt with him. She kinda liked him, but she also thinks she has feelings for James. They're both just so damn adorable, and friendly, and smart, and sweet, and.... everything Sammie'd want.

She hoped this little trip with the gang would sort out a lot of her questions she had about them. Things like, Where her and Khloe going to be best friends forever, or was she just going to ditch Sammie when Sammie left for her time away from their homes? Did James like her too? Does she love Rylee? Was she going to end up with anyone? If so, who? Why were there so many questions that suddenly popped in her head? Should she let Khloe have Rylee, and make herself suffer? Should Khloe suffer? Was there going to be suffering at all?

Sammie looked at the ceiling, rolling onto her back, and growled low. She shook her head, with her palms resting on her eyelids softly, as to not damage her cat eyes.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

Image
Image




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."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

Image
Image

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?" .

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart

0.00 INK

Image
Day Two
| August 10| 10:00 a.m | thirteen days left|




Image
Its a beautiful Sunny day. The group hopes that by spending the time on the beach maybe the awkwardness will fade away. Thy plan to head to an area closest to the house. Which is still actually pretty close to the boardwalk.

Recap of last night:
The night began with a few laughs as they shared stories and remenisced. A few members of the group drrank a bit much and things started to take a dangerous turn so instead of playing the game they decided to plan for tommorow. They bys wanted to go down to the public beach during the day and head clubbing that night, the girls said that would be fine as long as they got to pick the plans the next day. Just as everyone was ready to tun in for the night a visitorr arrived. To Khloe, Sammie, Rylee, and James dismay it turned out to be Khloe's spiteful cousin Vanessa.

Vanessa insisted that the group was boring and challenged them to a drinking game of never have I ever. Twenty minutes in (by that time everyone was buzzed) she said Never have I ever liked my best friend's crush Then once Sammie begrudgingly took a sip she turned to ask Khloe how it felt to know that the guy you've always had feelings for wanted your best friend. Khloe of course ran off, completely mortified. Ellie and Lacey went after her but before Ellie left Vanessa smirked and said "I bet you know exactly how it feels to be jealous of Sammie" Ellie then went to her room. Lacey ended up sleeping in Khloe's room. The boys went to their own rooms. But not without Vanessa winking at Steve


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart

0.00 INK

Image
Image


Sammie woke up in the hot sand on the beach, where she sat last night. She couldn't remember much, but there were a couple of empty glasses and a bottle next to her. "Oh no.." She sighed, and buried her head under her arms. The sun was so bright, she had a headache. After a few minutes of just laying, she sat up, the white sand reflecting the sun's rays, making her believe she was in a desert at first, until she heard the soft crash of the waves onto the shore. Sammie ran a hand through her messy hair, and shook her head. If there was alcohol, then Vanessa couldn't be too far behind.

Stumbling around in the sand as she got up, carrying the glasses and bottle, she went inside the beach house, and looked around. Why couldn't she remember last night? Something seemed off. She put the glasses and bottle on the counter in the kitchen, and suddenly made a beeline for the bathroom. She was definitely hung over. After doing her thing in the bathroom, Sammie went to the mirror in the hall way. She looked at herself, and sighed. She had this horrible empty feeling that she hurt someone, but she honestly didn't know who.

Finally, Sammie shrugged, and sat on the stairs. She leaned her head against the railing, and closed her eyes, letting out a long sigh.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Leo Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart Character Portrait: Davey Jones

0.00 INK

Image
Image




8:50

Khloe woke up to a slight twing in her head. She groaned ad slowly opened her eyes, which were a bit stuck due to the fact that she fell asleep in mascara. She glanced over to see that Lacey was asleep next to her, a halo of curls envoloping her face. That's when all of last nights events flooded through her. She groaned and raked her hands through her hair. After some serious reluctance, she climbed out of her bed and paded to one of the bathrooms. She turned on the shower but went to the mirror first. She wanted to see how she looked, she wanted to memorize this feeling, so she'd never have to feel it again. Her hair was plastered frizzy, her eyes had black smudges along the bottom, her cheek had a faint black streak along it, and her eyes were red from crying. She groaned loudly. Why me?, she thought as she slipped into the shower. She sighed, letting the hot water and steam engulf her. She thoroughly scrubbed her face, her body, and her hair.

When she opened the bathroom door the smell of Vanilla and honey suckle. She had completely refreshed herself. Her skin was dewy, her hair deep conditioned, and her skin softened. I am pretty, I can have any boy I want She chanted. She walked to her room with her head high but when she slipped in she sighed. Lacey was still sleeping so she grabbed her clothes and got dressed in the bathroom. She slipped on her sexiest bikini's. It was a string bikini, but was wired so it still fit her comfortably. She then slipped a long tank ove it that hit her upper thigh, she opted to not put shorts on under it, but packed a pair of white cotton short shorts anyway.

9:40

Khloe headed downstairs and grabbed an iced coffee from the fridge. She headed downstairs but stopped when she saw Sammie on the stairs. A lump formed in her throat, choking her up but she swallowed it down and walked by, mumbling a "Hey" before passing her. She slipped out the door, to one of the terraces and sat in one of the lounge chairs.



Image
Image



Vanessa smirked as she awoke. She flipped her long blonde hair, out her way and slid out of bed. She was quite pleased with herself. So far she'd pretty much ruined her spoiled little brat cousins vacation and found a hot guy to play with. After showering, she slipped into a tiny bikini and a pair of cheeky shorts that showed the bottom curve of her butt. Then skipped down the stairs where she saw Sammie. She grinned her cat like grin before poking out her lip and saying "Poor baby" She sneered, 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" She giggled "You are cold hearted Then skipped happpily aaway.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart Character Portrait: Davey Jones

0.00 INK

Image
Image




"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.

Image

"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.

Image




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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Davey Jones

0.00 INK





Image





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






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.

------------------

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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart Character Portrait: Davey Jones

0.00 INK

Image


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."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Vanessa Hart

0.00 INK

Image
Image



Sammie didn't know how to describe what she was feeling as she cried. Thankful no one was coming to comfort her, because they were all no good anyway.

Or at least that's what she thought until she heard someone chuckling. "You know, you're going to need a better hiding spot than this if you keep crying like that." Steve chuckled, kneeling next to Sammie's sad posture in the sand.

Sammie swallowed, and sniffed, wiping her eyes as she looked up in the blonde boy's bright, crystal blue eyes. She saw his Spiderman t-shirt, but was too under the weather to make a comment. "Gee, thanks, Steve." She sighed, as he told her he'd already judged her. Who hasn't though? Why don't we all pick on the little happy girl who has the most depressing past, and thought the bad parts of her life were pretty much done?

"Anything you say will be kept between us. Unless you spill the beans then I pretty much get a free pass." Steve smiled, still crouched next to Sammie's poor posture of a position.

Sammie swallowed again, and lifted her head resting it on her palm, her elbow on her knee. "Thanks." She muttered. The pothead of the group was her only friend. "Better than Vanessa..." She thought with anger flaming in her soul. Sammie took a deep breath, looking back at the beach house, where she saw her... her what? Her ex-best friend? New enemy? Frenemy? Khloe still sitting in that lawn chair. Sammie forgot about Steve being there for a moment, deep in thought.

Khloe and Sammie have done everything together, and Sammie felt a constant pang at her heart, worse than any break up could ever have on her, that Khloe knew Vanessa was behind what happened last night, and yet... she still blamed Sammie. Sammie was still confused. She was playing the game. She took a sip, when it was true, and everyone knew it was true. Sammie pondered it in her mind, multiple times as she sat under the tree, crying herself into a depression she knew not even her sister could rescue her from.

Sammie then jumped, remembering Steve was there. "What do you mean this doesn't change the judgement you made so long ago? Are you talking about this talk, or... whatever last night was?" She rubbed her head in exhaustion. Sammie hadn't cried this much ever, that hard, or for that long. Khloe was the only one who could make her.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

0.00 INK

Image
Image




Khloe emerged from the terrace after a few minutes. The truth was she was more hurt than angry. She didn't understand why Sammie listened to her talk about how much she liked Rylee for five years and never thought to tell her that she liked him too. She just felt so stupid. But she was also mad at herself. She was mad at herself for being mad at Sammie and she was mad at herself for wearing basically no clothes right now. I mean what was she doing?! She glanced down out the tank which covered her butt but was rising up he thighs and because it was so loose it exposed her cleavage Grandma would kill me if she saw me She mused.

She walked into the kitchen and attempted to take off her glasses but decided against it. Lacey was at the counter, making something so she saddled next to her. "Ok on a scale of starlet to street walker ?" She asked biting one side of her bottom lip. "Where am I?" She tucked a curly tendril behind her ear. She hopped on the counter, letting her feet dangle. She was about to start blabbing on about how shitty everything was when a flash of light caught he eye. It was the anklet that Sammie gave her on her sixteenth birthday. Sammie had the matching one but she wore hers as a bracelet. That's when it hi her; She was being a really shitty person. I mean Sammie never did anything with Rylee and even if she did, it wasn't Khloe's place to tell her not to.

She slid off the counter and opened up the fridge "Oh by the way, I'd watch for Vanessa if I was you" She grabbed a package of cherries out and set them on the counter "Steve is definitely her type" She popped one of the cherries in her mouth. She was one of the few (if not the only) people who knew Lacey liked Steve. Honestly she thought Lacey would be perfect for him. Maybe she could make him more ambitious or at least have bigger dreams than to get through life with no issues.