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Rylee Vanderpool

No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider.

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a character in “This Last Time”, as played by aurban16

Description

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❝I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.❞

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Full Name
Rylee Joseph Vanderpool

Nickname
Only his closest friends call him Ry. Other than that, he has no nicknames.

Age
18

Gender
Male

Sexuality
Heterosexual





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Hair Colour
It depends. In natural light, it looks to be a lighter brown than it really is.

Eye Colour
Dark brown, with green specks.

Height & Weight
6'2" and 166 lbs.

Distinctive Markings
He has two tattoos: this one he got during junior year, and didn't tell his parents for a whole month, and this one he got a week before graduation.

Clothing Style
Rylee likes to dress well, and he can usually be found it a tank top and jeans, along with vans and a beanie. (Example)




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Personality
Rylee has always been the "popular kid." Everyone's always loved him, or rather loved to hate him. He has the tight knit elite group that's hard to get into, but he also had his seven best friends, the ones he would be there for no matter what. He has always tried to stay one hundred person loyal to them. When it comes between choosing the cool kids and his clan, there's no question who he'll pick. He likes to think he's the one who people come to for advice, and he wants to help if someone needs it.
Ry is athletically on top too. He's played football since he was in sixth grade, and will go on to play in college, even though he may be too short. He'll, that may be the only reason he got into the school he wanted. He always has struggled in the classroom. He almost failed out of every grade from 4th-8th, but was able to maintain a 3.14 GPA during his high school career.
Rylee is a hilarious kid. He's witty, and his best material is what he comes up with on the spot. Some of his teachers hate him because he makes jokes during class. Sometimes he doesn't have a filter, so his jokes can hurt. But he understands if you address the situation.
He knows he's attractive. He knows girls like him. But he hasn't been in a serious relationship. He hasn't found that person yet. He's afraid of being alone. He's not narcissistic at all, either, but most people judge him, just on his looks.

Likes
☝Football ☝Partying ☝Drinking
☝Dogs ☝Babies ☝Eating Healthy
☝The Cold ☝Snow ☝Helping

Dislikes
☟Drugs ☟Cheaters ☟Sexists
☟Summer ☟Cats ☟Airplanes
☟Headaches ☟Milk ☟Losing

Fears
✖Being Alone
✖The Dark
✖Losing His Scholarship

Strengths
☀Sports
☀Giving Advice
☀Ignoring Hate




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History
Rylee was born on June 11th to Maxwell and Luna Vanderpool, too highly successful people. Max was (and still is) an anesthesiologist. Luna had never worked a day in her life, but inherited all of her wealthy parents' money after they died. While Rylee was still in the womb, he was thought to be a girl. But, surprise! They brought him home to a pink bedroom, but raised him to be the tough boy that his father wanted.
Three years later, Ramona was born. Rylee and Ramona because two peas in a pod. They refused to leave each others side. When Rylee was in sixth grade and Ramona was in third, Rylee even wanted to bring her to sleepovers. Max and Luna decided they were to close, so they sent Ramona to live with her aunt. Rylee became depressed, so he started to play football. He was a natural. In seventh grade, he became a part of a group of seven friends, and he was with them constantly.
During football season of his sophomore year, recruiters started to come to his games. They loved him. Colleges from all over the country emailed him, sent him mail, called him, just got in touch in general. His father was proud, and his mother was excited for him. The college that stood out the most to them was Rice University in Houston, Texas. They visited twice during his junior and senior year, and Rylee just made the cut score of 28 on his ACT to get in after taking it six times. The tuition of $52,000 a year was no problem for his family. Rylee will be going there in the fall after the road trip with his best friends. He just can't get kicked out.

Family
Father // Maxwell Vanderpool // Age 43 (Him)
Mother // Luna Vanderpool // Age 41 (Her)
Sister // Ramona Vanderpool // Age 15 (Her)

Secrets
▧He cheated on his ACT to get the cut score to go to Rice.
▧He's had a crush on Sammie since the 10th grade.

So begins...

Rylee Vanderpool's Story

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Lacey 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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"One of two things will happen; Everything blows over and you and Khloe go back to being BFFs or it's going to get a lot worse. How much worse, I can't tell." Steve then stood, and left, muttering as he walked away.

Those words rang in Sammie's head: It will get worse... It will get worse..

She didn't know what to do. Should she go to Khloe... or Steve... or Rylee? Should she go to anyone for that matter? Sammie knew it would get worse without her even trying, so, she decided what she thought would be best for her friends, even if she had to go through pure pain, it was worth it, for them.

Sammie has decided to try and give up on her and Rylee's.... whatever they had going. Khloe can go after him, Sammie'd stay in the shadows, and stalk the group as they went to the beach or clubbing. What harm could that do? Rylee had a second option, Khloe. Khloe obviously liked him, that was the whole reason they were in the predicament. She'd let those two have their small chance, with Vanessa anyway, at a "true love". Sammie kind of had a second option, if you counted being alone.

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Sammie smiled softly down at the sand, and looked up at the house, her eyes were tear-stained, but, she was smiling. All because.... Why was she smiling? Oh no. "No, Sammie, no.." Sammie muttered, and looked at Steve. Her heart started to beat faster.

She had developed a small crush on Steve in highschool, when he flirted with her, but then she'd found her "jackpot" Rylee. Maybe all of this was supposed to happen for a reason. Maybe she was supposed to be with Steve.

Then, the depression came back.

Vanessa had Steve. There was no way... in the world, she'd have a chance, was there? Not unless he liked her back...

No, no, no, no! This was the last thing Sammie needed to be thinking about. More relationships? More drama? No! Sammie hit her leg as hard as she could, then winced back in pain, and "ahh"-ed. She knew that'd leave a bruise, but if it made her quit, it'd be worth it.

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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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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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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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"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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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.

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"Okay, Samuel.... I want to know how you feel about me, now. Because I'm done with the games. Just please, tell me something."

Those words from him... were like bells ringing from the gates of the heavens.

Sammie smiled slightly, and looked at Riley, her eyes were bloodshot, and bright red. She loved that nickname he called her sometimes. That was almost like a way of him telling her that everything was alright, and she'd be fine. "Ry-ylee..." She muttered under her breath. "It's a long story.." She shook her head, her hair swaying back and forth in time. Oh great, tears are coming...

"You see... I like you. I've liked you ever since I met you, and you acted like a total dork. You were such an adorable dork, I loved it. " She took a long breath, getting ready to talk.. for a long time.

"I'm sure I'm not the only one you like." She smirked, and looked down at the warm sand, it's temperature settling down, and she let it go between her toes. Her left hand was on her right's elbow, rubbing up and down as she spoke. "Khloe likes you... and alot at that. And Rylee.. I just don't know what to do about it. " She said honestly, because she really didn't.

According to Sammie, there were a couple directions she could go..
1. Run away right now. Just shut her fat mouth, hop in her beetle bug, and ride off into the sunset. She could be lonesome, and depressed for a while, but at least she'd get a head start on her career and future.
2. She could spill the beans. Sammie could tell Rylee all about how she loved everything he did, saw, wore, smelt, anything. Take her chances with her possible future husband, and father to her children.
3. Lie. Sammie could totally cover her best friend's butt, and lie. She could tell him that she hated his guts, and watch him walk away in sorrow, and then hide herself.


Where were her feelings, you ask? Her heart belonged to Rylee honestly. She didn't go one day without hopelessly doodling her "future name", Sammie Vanderpool. Besides being amazing, he was just one of this all-around guys, that you didn't come across often, and Sammie wanted him more each and every living moment. But then, she found out about Khloe's crush, and she thought she'd never had a chance. Now she has a chance. She can make her dreams come true selfishly, or abide by her pinky promises, and let Khloe stomp all over her..?

"But.." She bit her tongue, and looked down, not being able to make eye contact to Rylee for what she was about to say.

"I can't destroy Khloe."

Sammie couldn't believe what she had just done. She'd stayed caught up in Khloe's little finger, and denied her true love. Tears formed in her eyes, and she let them roll down. "I.. I.." She wanted to say it. She wanted to say that she thought she loved him from afar all those months, and that she wanted to marry him, and they'd live happily ever after...

But, she couldn't kill her best friend... could she?

She was willing to take the chance. "Fuck it." Sammie then muttered, and wrapped her arms around Rylee's neck, and pressed herself against his body, feeling the warming, loving feeling she'd waited so long for. Her lips met his instantly, and his were so... soft, and amazing.

Sammie then let go, realizing what she had just done. She'd ruined her friendships with most of the people in that house, just like that. By simply kissing the man she's adored FOREVER, and all of them knew. Every single one of those little pricks knew.

She felt a flame of anger light in her soul, and looked at Riley, awaiting his answer.

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Rylee waited for Sammie's answer. Dreaded hearing her say no, reject him. It would be a punch to the stomach, ruining any desire he'd had since 10th grade. But he would understand. Sammie and Khloe seemed unbreakable. They were best friends, and if Rylee and Sammie had any sort of relationship, whether it was a boyfriend and girlfriend, or just friends with benefits, it could ruin their friendship. It could even split up the whole group.

Sam smiled at him. This had to be a good sign. She quietly said his name. "It's a long story.. You see... I like you. I've liked you ever since I met you, and you acted like a total dork. You were such an adorable dork, I loved it." He let her continue, not wanting to interrupt her train of thought; the first feelings she'd actually expressed to him this vacation. "I'm sure I'm not the only one you like. Khloe likes you... and alot at that. And Rylee.. I just don't know what to do about it." Rylee kicked the hot sand at his feet. It burned as his feelings burned. Scared. Not knowing what would happen next or what Sam would say. "I can't destroy Khloe."

He pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes, immediately feeling a headache come on. He didn't know if it was from all the alcohol he had the night before, or what Sammie had just said. He backed up a few feet, almost tripping. "I understand. I get it."

"Fuck it," Sammie muttered under her breath, but he could hear it. All of a sudden, her arms were around his neck, and she was pressed against him. He closed his eyes and felt her lips on hers. Before he could put his arms around her waist, she pulled away, breaking the one action that would probably break Khloe.

Rylee stared into her eyes, saying nothing, for a good thirty seconds. He just didn't know what to say. His dream from the past three years had came true. But he felt... sad. He could feel Khloe's heart break. Even though he didn't think she saw them, but still... "You're right Sam. I do like Khloe. And I don't know what to do," He grabbed her hands. "We need to go get ready. Maybe we shouldn't tell her what happened for now. Let the night play itself out."

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

To: Koko
From: Ellie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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


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

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


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

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

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Tiny dots of dried blood covered Ellie's arms and legs. She had been forced to pull out each prick from her skin, leaving it battered and bloody. She felt disgusting compared to all the other girls flouncing around in their eye-turning bikinis. Right now she was sitting on a beach blanket, alone, nobody but Davey to keep her company. She knew that he'd be gone soon, though. He had been playing volleyball with these strangers from New York, and was taking a break to eat some food.

That's what Ellie didn't understand. Davey could make friends with anyone he wanted without trying. Whereas she actually had to put effort into every friendship she made. She had sent Khloe a text, but she had never replied. Had she even received it? Did she not care anymore?

Of course she didn't. While she was giving kisses to Lacey and Davey, she had given her the smallest of hugs. Khloe had a ranking system. It was apparent. Ellie wasn't high in rank anymore, and felt worthless. Besides Khloe, nobody else in the group was really close to her. Sure, she was friendly towards everyone, but her and Khloe had shared an emotional bond.

She watched her former friend skip around happily into the arms of Maxwell, and then proclaim to Lacey that she was finally 'hot'. Where was the Khloe that she used to know? Why was she becoming a product of Vanessa? Now Ellie was hesitant to tell her what Rylee had said to Sammie right after he kissed her. (Or Sammie kissed him, she couldn't remember...)

Her fists then curled up in anger as she heard a guitar strumming behind her.
"Would. You. Stop. That. Idiotic. Strumming. Please?" she said, her teeth clenched. She gave a hard glare at Davey, who had brought his guitar to the beach. Davey's guitar was like Steve's weed - he was addicted to it.
"Alright, alright..." he said, putting it down. "But now you have to stop sitting and moping around. Go in the water, or something. "

She shook her head slowly. Every time Ellie went to the beach, she would either jump head-first into the water, or become a scavenger on the hunt for seashells. She felt like doing neither at the moment. She felt that if she did either one, there would be no point - no enjoyment. Besides, Vanessa's friends were over by the water, and they'd probably judge her because of the prick marks on her skin.

Davey ran off to join his New York friends once again, leaving Ellie on her own again. All of a sudden, she felt tears forming on the back of her eyes. She put sunglasses on quickly to cover them, just in case she did cry. Suddenly, she understood how Sammie must have felt in the morning. She felt absolutely, positively worthless. If she disappeared, nobody would notice...Instinctively, she stared at Sammie, realizing that there was basically no point in being envious of her anymore.

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Sammie felt depressed again, which wasn't really news. She'd been dragged down to this pathetic beach by Rylee. The only reason she came was him. Sammie about the things she said to him before they came down, and she wanted to cry. She hated that he was going to leave hfer for the busty Khloe. Sammie could have fun with him, they could laugh, and sing. She sighed, trying to get her mind on other things. If she thought about this anymore, then she'd probably lock herself in one of the bathrooms tonight.

Sammie looked around, and immediately saw Khloe, literally heave herself on Rylee. "She's had a few drinks I see." She muttered, then watched her.

Khloe always loved it when Maxwell, and Rylee would fight over her. It "brings up her self esteem." Whatever. She just wants to have all the guys to herself..

She wasn't sure how she felt about Rylee now. He seemed like an annoying douchebag now, but Sammie blamed that on Khloe. She'd definitely changed him from when Sammie first met him.

Sammie turned, and met eyes with Ellie. She still had dried blood on her legs and arms, and now she wore sunglasses. Was she crying? Ellie was sitting more in the shade, than sun, and Sammie sat on her neon towel, more in the sun. Maybe they should talk.. it seems like Ellie's been where Sammie has recently, and she knew she'd be in even more trouble if someone caught her with a razor in the bathroom. Sammie sat up, and crawled to where she was sitting next to Ellie, and curled her legs under her chest.

"Hey Ellie. Are you okay?"

Sammie smiled, genuinely, and felt a spark. A spark of a new friendship.

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Rylee and James were sitting on a beach towel, away from all their friends. They hadn't had a deep conversation in a long time. James missed that. He missed Rylee. Since Ry was so consumed in the Khloe and Sammie drama, James really wasn't talking much to him. He grabbed a sub out of the cooler he brought, unwrapped it, and took a bite. "What's going on, bro?" he said with his mouth full. "You haven't really told me anything about the girls. I want the scoop."

Rylee laughed to himself, under his breath. He also grabbed a sub, unwrapped it, and started eating it. "I kissed Sammie. More like she kissed me, but don't tell anyone. She said she thought I liked someone else, too. And I told her I liked Khloe. But she took it the wrong way. The way I like Klo compared to her is so minuscule, man. I guess I gotta tell her that." They sat in silence for a few minutes, the Khloe was running unto him. She hugged him and said something about dancing with him tonight. He knew she was tipsy. And Maxwell was following her like a little lost puppy. It was usually the other way around. Maybe she'll hurt him this time. It'd be karma, that's for sure.

"I guess you do, Rylee," James responded. "But first, we must get these people in the water." He stood, offering a hand to Rylee he took it and James pulled him up. He walked over to Khloe and Lacey, who were talking with dumb and dumber. "Come on guys, we need to get in the water. It's a beautiful day, and we're at the beach. It's not every day you're at the Jersey Shore."

Rylee looked back at Sammie and Ellie, about to invite them, too, but they looked like they were deep in conversation. He waded out in to the water while James waded for Lacey and Khloe.