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Lacey Paige

"If you build the guts to do something, anything, then you better save enough to face the consequences."

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

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{“Would you destroy Something perfect in order to make it beautiful?”― Gerard Way }
{Burning Out: Thomston {Main theme song} | Angel with a Shotgun: The Cab| One of Those Nights: The Cab| Woman: Wolfmother | Do I Wanna Know?: Arctic Monkeys }
{Down Under: NONONO | Walkabouts: The Augustine | Pull Me Down: Mikky Ekko | Silhouettes: Boy Epic | What You Wanted: OneRepublic {Main theme song} }





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|Full Name|
Lacey Nirvana Paige

|Nickname|
Nirvana {Most common}, Lace {Common}, Lacey, Paige, Vana,

|Birthday|
May 30th, 1996

|Age|
Seventeen {17} years old

|Nationality//Ethnicity|
50% Italian {Mother} | 25% Russian {Father} | 25% Greek {Father}

|Sexuality|
Bicurious

|Occupation|
Future college student in Italy {Music major} | Summer job: CPR Instructor





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{“What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.”― Scott Westerfeld, Uglies }





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|Height and Weight|
5'7 and 120 lbs

|Build|
Hourglass and curvy

|Skin Tone|
Softly sun kissed by the summer sun

|Hair Color|
Naturally dark brown, almost black. But, dyed it once in high school to be blonde in order to impress a guy. She later changed it back after talking to someone in their group about it.

|Eye Color|
Light brown with flecks of gold, green, and blue in them

|Scars? Markings? Tattoos? Piercings?|
She does have a few beauty marks on her body, her most known on being right next to her lips on the right side, another on her left wrist, and on the close to no one knows of on the inner most part of her thigh. She has a scar on the side of her face from being scrathed during a misunderstanding with another girl who went to her school who believed her to be sleeping with the other girl's boyfriend. It goes from her lips to her chin. Other than that one scar, she has on large on on the back of her leg from a surgery. She doesn't have a lot of piercings except for having her bellybutton pierced. Click here. Even though, she is only seventeen. She does have three tattoos. She has on located on her neck. X.One on her right wrist of a rose. X. And the last one and her newest one on her left shoulder blade. X.

|Brief Clothing Description|
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{“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.” ― Roald Dahl }





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|{Quirks || Habits}|
Whenever she's in an awkward silence, more than likely she's going to start humming She has a habit of drawing on her right hand When she's arguing with someone, whether they're taller than her or not she looks up towards the ceiling When she talks she uses a lot of hand gestures She's left handed When angry she can go from Greek to Italian, and then back to English without knowing she's doing it. When she's nervous around someone she slowly walks towards them or away from them if they're near her Only curses when she's driving or gets hurt When she receives a compliment, she always chuckles nervously, messes with her locket, and/or lightly nudges the person in their shoulder Doesn't really like wearing short shorts or even most shorts in general She has hidden every picture of her as a child and refuses to show anyone who didn't know her through that age

|{Talents | Strengths | Skills}|
Gymnastics Persuading people Very observant Flexible Fluent in four languages {Greek, Italian, English, and American Sign Language} Great with Children First Impressions A people person Sarcasm Dealing with animals {Mostly farm animals} Selfless Professional Impressions Fashion and Music Sharp shooting Horseback riding

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
May be seen as one without a back bone every once and a while Asks too many questions Gets flustered when she feels like she's doing something wrong Jumps to conclusions most times Willing to stick up for friends but, not herself Any type of math class Very particular {A perfectionist} Defensive at times Low tolerance for alcohol Anxiety Her friends and family Many pent up emotions that she puts away A bit rebellious against her stepmother Gets flustered around people of the opposite gender, esp. if she sees them as attractive and had feelings for them

|{Hobbies}|
Going out Listening to music Fashion {Designing, modeling, etc.} Cooking huge Italian meals with her mother or Greek meals with her father Volunteering {Girl scouts mostly} Planning events {Huge parties mostly} Sarcasm Dancing with her girl friends Going out for a drive Partying Sex {Learning about it, having it, etc.} Doing impressions and accents Surfing Going to the beach with her group of friends Telling cheesy jokes

|{Fears}|
Never starting her fashion career {Claustrophobia} Fear of confined spaces Fear of dying as a young adult Failure and being hated for it Clowns {Monophobia} Fear of being solitude

|{Secrets}|
She has only had sex once in her life She doesn't like her stepmother and sees her as a golddigger She's terrified of the future and not staying close with her friends She used to have a huge crush on someone in their group of friends, but never said anything because she thought they wouldn't even give her a second glace about it She's scared to death of clowns and failure

|{Goals||Dreams}|
To start her fashion career and then go into the music industry To stay close with her friends To backpack around the world To walk along the Camino de Santiago before she turns 23 To completely finish everything on her bucket list before graduating college or before being of the age of 26






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{“This thing about you that you think is your flaw - it's the reason I'm falling in love with you.”― Colleen Hoover, Slammed }





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|Personality|

A Dreamer, Determined, and Driven: Sometimes to Often
Opinionated: Often to Always
Proud: Often {Shockingly}
Quiet//Shy:Often
Friendly:Occasionally to Sometimes
Broken: Often to Always {Secretly}
Affectionate: Rarely {Unless drunk}
Risk-Taking: Sometimes
Ambitious: Sometimes
Curious: Often
Self-Controlled: Always
Modest and Simple: Occasionally to Sometimes
Calm and Level headed: Often {Unless she's scared}
Defensive: Always
Sarcastic: Always
Pessimistic:Sometimes
Charming:Seldom
Emotional and Petty: Rarely to Never
Persuasive and Stubborn: Always
Calculating and Clever: Often
Insecure and doubtful: Often {Secretly}
Spiteful: Occasionally
Prim: Seldom
Secretive: Often to Always
Honest: Occasionally
Loyal: Often
Serious: Often
Romantic: Rarely {Unless drunk}
Flirty: Sometimes to Often {If drunk}
Sympathetic: Sometimes
Innocent: Often
Optimistic: Seldom
Observant: Always
Logical: Often
Hyperactive: Rarely
Sweet, Kind, and Caring: Sometimes
Jealous: Sometimes to Often {Tries not to show it}
Nurturing: Sometimes
Childish: Rarely
Particular, Argumentative, Passionate, and Demanding: Often
Cynical: Always
Protective and Possessive: Often
Social: Somewhat social
Emotions: Somewhat controlled





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{“If you want to discover the true character of a person, you have only to observe what they are passionate about.” ― Shannon L. Alder }





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|{Likes}|

Fashion Her friends Music Dancing Her Family {except her stepmother} Her job/working The Summer Smiling Volunteering The band, Niravana Jewelry Romantic gestures and romantic people Independence Pushing people away Going out with her friends Italian culture Disney Movies Cooking big meals The Dr. Phil show The night Sarcasm Planning {Mostly parties} Children Making other happy Being in charge Cheesy jokes Passionate people Themed parties Horses and her home in Texas Pleasing people Cuddling, kissing, etc.





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{“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist” ― Gena Showalter, Seduce the Darkness }





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|{Dislikes}|

Her pageant days Popularity Fashion sheep and followers People who try to anger or upset her Being seen as a pushover Violence Her nickname of 'Doe eyes' and 'Bambi' Loud bangs and pops Fried food Being complimented Blushing because of embarrassment Social networking for the most part Itunes radio People with no sense of humor and don't laugh at her jokes Being left alone Being hurt Being seen as stupid or uneducated Being called trash Reality television for the most part Blood Misogynists Her stepmother Liars, cheaters, and players






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{“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses }



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|Place of Origin|
Houston, Texas {1-14} | New Jersey {14-present} | Milan, Italy {Immediate future}

|Family Tree|Important People|
Francesca Delano | Mother {43} | Living
Daniel Delano | Stepfather {46} | Living
Angelo Paige | Father {45} | Living
Allie Paige | Stepmother {24} | Living

Siblings and Cousins
Alexandria Paige | Younger sister {16} | Living
Liliana Paige | Twin sister {17} | Living
Austin Delano | Stepsister {9}
Philly Paige | Adopted brother (Cousin) {21} | Living
Emilia Valastro (nee Paige) | Aunt:Father's side | Living with her family
Valeria Valastro | Cousin {19} | Living with her family
Christian Valastro | Uncle | Living with her family
Ariana Valastro | Cousin {16} | Living with her family
Olivia Valastro | Cousin {12} | Living with her family





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{“Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.” ― David Richo }





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|History|

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{“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.” ― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan }



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|Other|

Roleplayed by BleedingLover {Call me Jinny ^_^}

Face Claim: Erica Dasher





So begins...

Lacey Paige'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 Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

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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?"

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

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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.

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

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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.

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

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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.

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

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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.

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

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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} |

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Steve Coltman Character Portrait: Ellie Wicks Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige

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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.

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

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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."

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

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




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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


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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.

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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.



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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.

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{“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.

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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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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.

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James never drank. He didn't go to parties, so where was he supposed to? He sometimes had a beer with Rylee when they were just hanging out, but he'd never been drunk. Until the night before. He didn't even have a good reason. He had eight beers. Hell, he'd drank more than Steve, who had nothing. He woke up at 9:30 and immediately ran to the bathroom to throw up, but the door was locked. He heard Rylee singing (off key), and the shower was running. He banged on door with his fist five times. "Come on, Ry!" He shouted "I will not hesitate to hurl in your suitcase." After knocking three more times, the door opened.

"Good morning sunshine," Rylee said, walking to stand by the sink. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, but the shower was still running. "Need me to hold your hair for you?" James threw up. Rylee walked over to turn off the shower as James washed his face and brushed his teeth. "Do you remember anything from last night?"

"Not after my third drink. What happened?" James replied, walking back into the bedroom. He grabbed a tank top and jean shorts. He threw them on then walked back to the bathroom.

"Well, Sammie got drunk off her ass, too. And she said some shitty stuff about her and I's 'relationship', whatever that may be. And Khloe stormed off. And, oh yeah, Vanessa's here. So that's great. You said some good stuff to her." After the girls had stormed off from the bonfire the night before, James had thrown some choice words at Vanessa about the kind of person she is and what not. "But I don't know what to do about Sammie and Khloe," Rylee continued. "Their friendship is going to be ruined, all because of me. Honestly, I could go for either of the girls. But Sammie is just... Sammie."

After both boys were dressed, they went downstairs to eat. Lacey was cooking in the kitchen, and Khloe was standing in front of the fridge. James sat down at the island and Rylee stood next to Lacey, putting an arm around her waist. "Looks awesome, Lace," he said. "I'm starving, but I think I need to go talk to someone else in this room." He turned to Khloe. "Will you pretty please come with me?" He walked out, patting James on the back and smirking at him. He wanted James and Lacey to hook up. Simple as that. They didn't even have to date. He just knew that they both had low self-confidence.

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






Lacey was in her own little world as she sung along to the Beyonce song on her phone. It wasn't until she felt someone remove her headphone and whisper in her ear. "Nice shakin', bacon." She jumped a little bit, being caught completely off guard before the person behind the voice put her earbud back in her ear. She removed one as she turned around to see Davey smiling towards her. She chuckled and smiled towards the ground in order to hide the embarrassment on her face as her cheeks turned red a bit. When he went back down the stair she softly face palmed herself and sighed. "I am the biggest dork!" She told herself before seeing Khloe. "Morning, beautiful." She said with a smile on her face as she moved the plate of meat onto the counter. "Ok on a scale of starlet to street walker, Where am I?" She sighed softly as she bit her lip and tilted her side a bit to the left. "Well, you do not look like a streetwalker... But, I do think you should put on a small pair of shorts..--Not that you don't look cute or anything! But, I just feel like your just trying to impress someone or prove something. Which you don't have to do, you're one of the cutest people I know." She said before turning back to the oven to put the cinnamon buns in as the hot air hit her face, making her back up just a bit.

"Oh by the way, I'd watch for Vanessa if I was you"

"What do you mean?" She asked as she turned back towards her friend as she walked over to the refrigerator. "Steve is definitely her type"[/color] She turned her eyes to the ground as she sighed. "I know. But, it's not like I had a chance before. Now its just that more of a impossibility." Lace turned back towards the stove to turn it off before going next to Khloe as she sat back down on the counter. The young girl took a piece of bacon as she looked at Khloe with a disappointed shrug of her shoulders. "Looks awesome, Lace," Lacey smiled towards the taller boy as she spoke. "Thanks darling."

"I'm starving, but I think I need to go talk to someone else in this room." Lacey looked towards Khloe with a raised eyebrow as Rylee asked Khloe to talk to him. She watched as they left, leaving James and Lacey alone. She didn't notice Rylee pat his friend's shoulder as he walked out, but she did know that Rylee was up to something with the two of them... She just didn't know what it was exactly.

Once Khloe and Rylee left the room, Lacey turned towards James with a somewhat awkward smile. Before turning her attention to Davey who was now sitting at the kitchen table with his guitar. "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." She chuckled softly as she sat on the table. She put her face in her hands as she started to think about last night again. "She ruined everything, Davey. 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." She said soft enough so Khloe couldn't hear her but Davey could.

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Khloe followed Rylee out of the room, and they were almost into the living room when she whipped around. Rylee
heard Davey's voice. Davey? He was supposed to be on vacation of on some tropical island, not Jersey-turned-Hell. "Omigod Omigod Davey! We gotta say hi!" She grabbed his hand, but quickly dropped it, realizing that things were not normal. "I
know, Khloe, but can I say one thing?"
Rylee responded, slightly annoyed. Problems needed to be resolved, not put off. "I'm not mad at you and Sammie. 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?"

"Khloe, I swear to god, if it makes you feel any better, we've never done anything." Rylee didn't know what else to say. He didn't want to fuel the fire, and he thought stating his real thoughts and feelings would do so. Why can't everyone just be happy and get along for one fucking day? he thought. He noticed Khloe pulling down her dress. He liked when she wore things revealing, but not too revealing. Not because he thought she should cover up, but because he thought it was straight up sexy.
It was like a game.

"We should get back in there... or get ready to go to the beach or something." She turned around to walk back into the kitchen, but he grabbed the hem of the skirt of her dress.

"I like this on you," he said, eyeing her up and down. "You should wear it more often." Rylee had this problem a lot. He
couldn't help it. He liked to flirt with girls when the were mad. Just girls when irritated in general is adorable to him. He side stepped past her into the kitchen and saw Davey talking to Lacey. "Davey, my boy," he said, loudly. "How are
you? No Bahamas, I take it?"
He sat down next to James at the island and pulled out his phone. I think Khloe's still pissed at me. Did you make out with Lace while I was gone? He found "Jamie Boy" in his contacts and sent the message.

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Khloe walked into the kitchen a little flushed. She immediately pulled Jamie into a hug before rushing to Davey. She easily wrapped her arms around him, embracing him in a full hug. Of all the guys she liked hugging Davey the most. At 5'4 Rylee literally had to pick her up, She had to stand on her tiptoes to hug Jamie and even then he had to lean over a little. But Davey's hugs were perfect. I'm so happy your here" She sighed into his shoulder.

Everybody had meaning to Khloe. Jamie was her comforter, he always was there whether it was with a tub of ice cream when she had a bad day or when she just needed a hug. Rylee was her protector, always keeping her from jerks (even though she dated her fair share of them). He pretty much took on that role when she became one off the curviest girls in school (Sammie was the prettiest and Lacey was the most fashionable) Lacey was her motivator, always encouraging her to dream big. Ellie was her supporter, she listened and always gave her a shoulder to cry on. Davey was her calmer, no matter what was going on all he had to do was be there and he calmed her. And Sammie... well Sammie was everything and she was everything to Sammie.

She finally let go and went on the other side of the island next to Lacey. She resumed lackadaisically popping fruit in her mouth. This time raspberries. The truth was fruit was her secret to her naturally red plump lips. She was always snacking on berries. Occasionally she glanced at Rylee but she was still a little annoyed with him and a little flushed from the comment.

"We should head to the beach soon..." She said before turning to Lacey and grinning. 'Maybe we'll see Maxwell and Kevin..."
Maxwell and Kevin , or Max and Kev, were these two ridiculously hot guys who lived at the shore all year long. She'd known Max for years but just introduced Kevin to Lacey. Maxwell was also Khloe's summer off again on again ex. Jamie and Rylee thought he was a douche but she thought he was sweet, and really hot. He was also incredibly stupid.

"I figured we could come back after the beach, change, and go clubbing" She blushed again. Rylee was going to see her. I mean usually she wore cute little girly bathing suits and adorable one pieces. He'd never seen her in anything like that. She glanced at Lacey, panic evident in her eyes. But she couldn't change. She knew he would know she changed because of him. "Shit" She cursed. Now look what she'd done.

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Jamie was still sitting at the island when Davey walked in. "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," James laughed and shook his head in distress, and Lacey said explained. James was still too hungover to want to speak to anyone, or even greet Davey. He didn't know why, but he and Davey we're never very close. He didn't dislike the kid, but he had that vibe. The cunning, I-always-get-my-way-vibe. He doesn't seem to care much or respect the smart, unpopular kids. He also has a crush on Lacey, who James may like a little bit.

James stood up, and felt like he was going to pass out. He had a killer head ache, the kind that an aspirin couldn't fix. So he grabbed the little child proof bottle out of a cabinet next to the fridge and downed three of the little pink pills dry. He hated taking anything with water. Just a little quirk that he didn't know the origin of. When Rylee and Khloe came back in the room, he felt his cellphone vibrate. It was a text from Ry. I think Khloe's still pissed at me. Did you make out with Lace while I was gone? Rylee shot a sideways glance at James, and James shot daggers back, and kicked him in the foot. "Ow! You little bitch," Rylee exclaimed, jokingly.

James stood slowly from the island this time, in an attempt to reduce the stars he saw this time. He walked outside and down to the beach. He threw his shirt in the sand and waded into the water a few feet. He heard voices, and saw Sammie and Steve sitting behind a bush. Curious, he walked over. "Knock, knock, anyone home?" He kneeled down next to Sam and Steve.

In this whole fight between Khloe and Sam, James didn't want to pick sides. But he knew what Rylee wanted, and he knew that Sammie was probably the more mentally effected of the two girls. He didn't want either of them to feel bad, so he had to start somewhere. "Hear me out, Sammie. I guess you can listen in, too, Steve, whatever. But I know all about this fight over Rylee. And being his best friend, I know he sure as hell isn't worth losing a best friend. That sounded mean, but we all know he can be a little... Overwhelming sometimes." James took a deep breath. He knew what he was about to say could get him in a lot of trouble, but this summer was about taking risks. "Don't give up on Ry. Please. He really likes you, Sammie. And I honestly think he'd pick you over Khloe."

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Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Davey Jones

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Lacey looked up from the palms of her hands as she heard Rylee complimenting Khloe. All she did was scoff softly and shake her head at him. She looked towards Davey as rubbed her face. Rylee was not her favorite person right now, and yea sure. They were somewhat friends but, he was hurting Khloe and that was okay with her. "Un-fucking-believable." She said to herself under her breath. She rarely cursed but, she was irritated, she was pissed off, and she just need to release some of this irritation somehow and cursing was the way she did it. She hopped off of the table next to Davey as she walked to the oven to turn it off and grab out the cinnamon buns. She wasn't sure how many people would be hungry, but it was better than everyone being hung over.

She watched James look around the kitchen for something as she watched him with a raised eyebrow. She watched him take a few pills or something before turning her attention to Khloe as she walked into the kitchen. Lacey could tell she was a little flushed but, told herself she would make sure she was okay later once all the guys were gone. She smiled as Khloe hugged Davey, knowing she probably needed a hug from someone and Lacey wasn't much of a hugger in all honesty.

Turned her glace from Rylee to Khloe before clearing throat and hopping off of the table next to Davey as she made her way across the counter to grab a raspberry. "We should head to the beach soon..." She looked at her friend as she looked at her and started to blush a bit. "Maybe we'll see Maxwell and Kevin..." Lacey chuckled softly before shaking her head. "No way, not gonna happen." She said as she looked at the guys before moving closer to Khloe and softly spoke. "Klo, last time I was around him I was a complete dork. I started to babble and couldn't shut up and..--and I started to blushing. Uncontrollable, might I add. And no matter how many times he said it was 'cute', I know he was lying. Babbling from me is more annoying than anything." She said as she continued to shake her head.

Lacey hated being set up with people and Kevin was no exception. Sure, he was good looking and an overall nice guy but, that was just it... He was in the same boat as Davey and Steve. She thought all of his advance or whatever they were, were out of him being nice or being a wingman for Max more than him actually liking her. "I figured we could come back after the beach, change, and go clubbing."

"Now, there's an idea." Lacey said as she took another raspberry and popped it in her mouth. She saw the blush appear on her close friend's face before clearing her throat as Khloe cursed. "Speaking of changing... Khloe, why don't you help me pick out a swimsuit for my first day as a CPR instructor." She said as she grabbed her friend's hand. She stopped suddenly and turned towards Davey. "You never said hello to me, Davey. And that broke my heart." She walked towards him and kissed both of his cheeks like he did whenever saying hello to someone before whispering in his ear. "Welcome to hell." She smirked as she pulled away before going back to Khloe as she grabbed her wrist as they walked out of the kitchen.

She walked into the room that held all of her luggage before closing the door and turning towards Khloe. "Okay, tell me what happened and what's wrong." Lace said as she crossed her arms around her chest.

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Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Davey Jones

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Khloe bt her lip as she was dragged away by Lacey. Once they got in the room she could hardly bite back the guilty grin on her face. "Ok, tell me what happened and what's wrong" She twirledd a lock of hair around her middle finger. I meean she knew that she should hate Rylee but I mean what could she do?

"Ok so I planned to you know yell at him then I wanted forgive him." She said biting the inside of her cheek. The truth was Rylee ticked her off and broke her heart but he was all she ever wanted. She refused to leave for college wondering what if. "But then I got angry and he gets all hot when I get angry" She ran a hand through her hair trying to put how she felt into words. I mean how could she put this. I mean she always just hoped that one day he would jut look at her, I mean actually look at her. Not as sweet little Khloe. she wanted him to stop picturing her as that little girl with the big chubby cheeks and the Peter Pan collar. "This is my last chance. And if that means going on offense.. I will."

She had to do this. She would forever compare guys too him if she didn't try. And right now trying included pushing his buttons. "I'm going to start by ignoring him and focusing on Maxwell. Oh and looking really hot. " She walked up to her friend and grasped her hand "I gotta do this, for me She grinned before hugging her friend "Now put on a stunning bikini that will knock Stevie, Davey, and Jamie out!"

She slipped out the door before Lacey could protest. She walked into the kitchen and smiled at Davey "Can you go get Ellie so we can head out." She cooly looked over her shoulder at Rylee "You can go get Sammie and Jamie. I'll text Steve and Maxwell, while I wait for Lacey." She smirked at Rylee "You remember Maxwell right?"

Rylee was used to being top dog. I mean he was tall,dark and handsome, and he was mr.popularity. But Maxwell was his total rival. And it drive Rye crazy.

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Character Portrait: Sammie Tyrant Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Davey Jones

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"What, you don't want to stay and chat?" Rylee said as Jamie walked out. He laughed and took a bite of cinnamon roll. "We should head to the beach soon... Maybe we'll see Maxwell and Kevin..." Rylee rolled his eyes. He hated those kids. They both went to high school with the group, and Maxwell was amazing at football. He almost had Rylee's scholarship. And if anyone found out about the whole ACT situation, it would be all his. "I figured we could come back after the beach, change, and go clubbing," Khloe added. She suddenly blushed and looked like she was going to freak out. Her and Lacey rushed out of the room. "That was kind of weird," Rylee stated. "I'm all for clubbing."

Rylee and Davey made small talk, and eventually Lacey and Khloe came back in the room. "You can go get Sammie and Jamie. I'll text Steve and Maxwell, while I wait for Lacey. You remember Maxwell right?" Khloe smirked at him. Rylee hated when Khloe hooked up with Maxwell. She almost always ended up getting hurt. Don't let it get to you. He isn't even that good-looking, Rylee said. "The asshat who you're too good for that repeatedly hurts you? Yeah, I know him." He stood and pushed his chair in, making more commotion than he wanted to. "I'm going to find James and Sam," He walked out, plugging his phone into the wall charger near the stove. "Nobody check my messages." But he actually wanted someone to go through them to see what he said to James. If he and Lacey would just get together already...

He figured James and Sam were down by the water, maybe along with Steve. He found them behind a bush (weird?). "We're gonna go to the beach, so we gotta get ready and get a move on," he said as he approached them. He knew that he wanted to finally talk to Sam, and find out about her feelings towards him, but he didn't want know when to do it. He decided now was the time. It really was now or never. As she passed by him, he grabbed her arm. James noticed, and he turned around to wait for them, but Rylee shot him a look that said "go away, this is private." James winked at him and continued to the house. Rylee looked back at Sam and sighed. "Okay, Samuel," sometimes he used this nickname when he wanted to be serious, but to ease some of the tension. "I want to know how you feel about me, now. Because I'm done with the games. Just please, tell me something."

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Character Portrait: Khloe Chase Character Portrait: Rylee Vanderpool Character Portrait: James Butcher Character Portrait: Lacey Paige Character Portrait: Davey Jones

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She looked at her friend as she twirled her hair on one of her fingers as Lacey raised an eyebrow. She started to listen to Khloe explain what had happened. "Ok so I planned to you know yell at him then I wanted forgive him." She nodded softly as she wanted Khloe to continue. "But then I got angry and he gets all hot when I get angry. This is my last chance. And if that means going on offense.. I will." She shook her head as she pushed her hair back as she brushed it with her fingers.

"I'm going to start by ignoring him and focusing on Maxwell. Oh and looking really hot. " Lacey raised her eyebrow to help herself from rolling her eyes. She reluctantly looked towards her friend as she grasped her hand and spoke to her. I gotta do this, for me." Lacey let go of her hand as she interrupted. "I get that, Khloe but..--"

"Now put on a stunning bikini that will knock Stevie, Davey, and Jamie out!" Lacey rolled her eyes as she smirked. She shook her head to snap out of it but, before she could say anything against what Khloe needed to do. The shorter girl had slipped out of the door, leaving the Italian alone. Irritated. She groaned loudly as she tossed her shirt in the hamper. "And, please. I could but completely naked and it still wouldn't 'knock them out'" She said in her head.

She walked towards her suitcase and looked through her several swimsuits. She looked through her one pieces and two pieces and didn't know which one to wear. And then she remembered the ones James gave her as a graduation present since where she was going it was warm most of the year. She grabbed out a light green two piece and tossed the two pieces on her bed before she stood up and slipped off her leggings and socks before tossing them in the hamper. It didn't take long for the girl to get ready as she put on her waterproof makeup and clothes to go over her swimsuit. She looked at herself in the mirror as she let down her hair.

She looked at herself in the mirror as she fixed her hair but, also ruffled it a bit just to make it look a little better. Lace put the ponytail holder on her wrist before grabbing her bag that had everything in it. Phone, lip balm, touch up makeup. She looked at her phone and noticed a call from James, several calls to be exact. "Damn it, damn it, damn it. The design, god I'm an idiot!" She said to herself as she started to call her boss. She heard him pick up but, not say a word. [color=]"Hey James... What's up?"[/color] She said nervously. "What's up? What's up, Lacey?! Where is that great design of yours. We need to get started on it!" James Issac said on the other side of the line. He was obviously in his office, only because he was talking louder than usual. "I'm working on it now, I finished most of it in the car last night. And..--"

"Lacey, short version."

"It's pretty much done except for the color. I was thinking red roses, huh? What do you think?" She could hear the older man sigh before trying to think of what to say. "Just..--Just send me a picture, love. By the sound of your voice I can assume that you had a bit too much to drink." Lacey didn't say a word until she heard her boss chuckle. "Your secret is safe with me, just send me that picture and go be with your boyfriend and whatnot."

Lacey chuckled. "No problem, I'll send it now. And just for your information I am as single as one can be." She chuckled once more before hanging up and reaching in her messager bag to pull out her tablet. She clicked on the 'dress' section and went to the dress made of roses that she had designed last night when she was in the car. She pressed the send button and selected the first name which was, of course her boss'. When it sent she put the tablet back in her messager bag as she stood up and headed for the door. Before she turned into the hallway she got a short text from her mentor. And all it said was 'I love it.' She smiled and squealed a bit, stopping herself from jumping up and down like an idiot.

She cleared her throat and put her phone back in her bag before walking into the kitchen with her wedges hitting the floor. She walked next to her friend just as Rylee walked out to go find someone. Probably Sammie, but hey, it wasn't her business and in all honesty she didn't care. She turned towards Khloe with a small smile as she grabbed her phone and sent a text to Khloe.

"Do you really think Max and Kev will be there or did you just want to get a reaction out of him?" When she sent it, her cute little smile turned to a sly smirk in the blink of an eye.