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Victoria Walsh

"I know things about you before you even know about them."

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a character in “Upper East Side”, as played by Flighty

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Full Name:
Victoria Taylor Walsh

Nickname:
Tori

Birthday:
September 27th

Age:
17

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Grade Level:
12

Hometown:
New York, NY

Character Role:
The Gossiper


Personal Life

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Family:
Tori's parents are Peter and Veronica Walsh, but Veronica has been deceased for nearly thirteen years. Peter is the CEO of an investment firm and while he is a nice guy, has devoted to his life to work, following his wife's sudden and tragic death. He is barely involved in Tori's life and feels immensely guilty for doing so, but has too much unresolved guilt and pain from his wife's death to allow them to be a functioning family again without her. Along with her father, her other immediate family member is her older sister, Lillian. She's five years Victoria's senior and is currently enrolled in University of Michigan's medical school.

Home Life:
Peter and Veronica Walsh met while attending Yale University and married a year out of school. They were some of the few people lucky enough to say that they were truly in love. Peter became the CEO of his late father's investment firm and Veronica held a high ranking position at Scholastic Publishing. After three years of the "honeymoon period", they conceived a baby girl: Lillian Joy Walsh. Five years later came their second and last daughter, though they didn't think she would be the last at the time. She was named Victoria Taylor Walsh with her first name honoring her maternal grandmother and her middle honoring her paternal grandfather.

When Victoria was just a toddler, her mother was killed in the September 11th terrorist attack on the World Trade Center. She didn't work in the building and was only there, stopping by to meet a friend who she planned on going out to breakfast with that morning. Being so young, Victoria has very few memories of her mother and since she doesn't remember what it was like having a mom, it's hard for her to miss this person who she cannot remember. That's not to say that Tori didn't grow up longing to have her mother by her side, because she certainly did. Her father never remarried and in an attempt to avoid grieving, engulfed himself in his business. Tori and her sister were left mainly in the care of nannies, and while they were as sweet as possible, they didn't come close to having loving parents. The five year age gap between Lilly and Tori separated them once Tori was in middle school, and like her father, Victoria became accustomed to seeing very little of her social butterfly of a sister.

As a kid, Tori was the "ugly duckling". She had glasses and braces early on, and with no strong maternal figure in her life, was left to her own devices when it came to her appearance and style. So, in a world of flawlessly dressed and perfectly trimmed ten year olds, Victoria was tossed to the side and never even given a chance when it came to the popular girls. She grew up alongside Sydney Vale and Jane Lynch, but Sydney continuously rejected her attempts at friendship throughout elementary and middle school, and that only continued into high school. However, it was even worse then, because when Sienna Alvarez and Piper Vine entered the scene and found their way into the popular group without a second glance, it proved that she just wasn't good enough all along. It was infuriating. She had been waiting her whole life to be a part of that crowd and then these girls could just show up and join with no if's, and's or but's?! At that point, the start of freshman year, she revamped her life. She bought every teen fashion magazine that Barnes & Noble sold, studied fashion blogs and with more work put into her appearance, she became conventionally attractive. During her junior year of high school, she started dating Edward Till, a boy from Fordham Preparatory School.

Academic Career:
Victoria attends Constance Billard on her father's check. She's smart enough that she would probably qualify for a scholarship, if her family needed the assistance, but that isn't the case. She excels in math and computer programming classes and is a tech wiz. She runs the school newspaper (which recently went digital) and is the vice president of the senior class (unhappily so, she she believes she should have been elected President over Charlotte). She also participates in the French club and on the lacrosse team, in an attempt to get closer to Sydney.

Future Plans:
Victoria is dead set on attending MIT. She is considering going into a field related to federal cyber security but the mainstream side of her is leaning more towards public relations or advertising.

Disposition

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Personality:
Victoria is absolutely a rumor mill. You can bet that 99% of all of the rumors floating around Constance Billard either gave from her mouth or anonymous blog, and if it was one of the two, it most likely stemmed from her personal vendetta against someone. She's the type of girl with a lot of anger bottled up in her and these anonymous outlets give her a voice. She doesn't have to worry about upsetting the popular girls by cutting them down if they don't know it's her behind the screen. Sure, it definitely speaks to her own insecurities, but as long as know one knows it's her, she doesn't care. She wishes that she felt sure of herself enough to tell these things to people's faces and not cower behind her computer, but she can't. Growing up, she always felt insufficient compared to the girls around her, and especially after being rejected so many times from the popular group, she's harbored feelings of self-loathing that had transformed into hating others.

If someone is better than her at anything, she takes it as a personal jab. It doesn't matter if they're the nicest person in the world or them winning the science fair wasn't an attempt to beat her - she takes it as an assault against her worth and will foster feelings of disdain towards that person until they prove themselves otherwise. Most of the time, these feelings of hatred will not be expressed publicly, aside from on her anonymous blogs. She'll smile and wave at them in the hallways, like their Instagram posts and agree that they definitely need to grab Starbucks one of these days. She likes to say that she's taking notes from Sydney and learning how to suppress her emotions to prevent herself from feeling vulnerable, but really, she doesn't have the guts to speak up. She knows that she doesn't have Sydney Vale's power and doesn't have a position of power where she can cut people down with no consequences. Because of this, she tends to come off as a friendly girl with a competitive edge. She isn't extremely popular or extremely disliked, is intelligent and and motivated, and is always interested in chatting people up in an attempt to get the latest gossip out of them. As long as you aren't aware of her vengeful actions via her blogs, that's all you would really see her as.

Hobbies:
Victoria plays lacrosse, is the vice president of the Student Government Association, is a member of the French club, and most importantly, runs anonymous gossip blogs on Twitter and Facebook to circulate rumors about the residents of the Upper East Side.

Bad Habits:
Jealousy is one of her worst traits, and it rears its ugly head in her bad habit of resenting people for having more than her. She's just as wealthy as many of her peers, so this uses comes to surface in being jealous of people socially. If someone's more popular than her, she hates them for it. If they've snagged a boyfriend while she's single, she hates them for it. It doesn't matter if they were good friends before the fact or not, she just struggles to see other people being happy when she's not. A lot of the time, she's good at keeping this resentment suppressed but it's hard to keep it from at least coming to light in passive aggressive ways.

Likes:
Social Media ✿ Popularity ✿ Attention ✿ Vanilla Lattes ✿ Martha's Vineyard ✿ Green Tea ✿ Music Festivals ✿ Upscale Restaurants ✿ Dogs ✿ Swimming ✿ Technology

Dislikes:
Jane Lynch βœ– Piper Vine βœ– Charlotte Buchanan βœ– Dumb Girls βœ– Being Looked Over βœ– Not Getting Invited to Big Events βœ– Her Appearance βœ– Her Sister βœ– Shrimp βœ– Ham βœ– Losing Control βœ– Country Music βœ– Being Proven Wrong βœ– Junk Food

Physical Description

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Face Claim:
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Height:
5'4

Weight/Build:
110 lbs

Hair Color:
Dark brown

Eye Color:
Light brown

So begins...

Victoria Walsh's Story

Setting

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Character Portrait: Charlotte H. Buchanan Character Portrait: Jane Lynch Character Portrait: Sienna Alvarez Character Portrait: Vincent Mast Character Portrait: Sydney Vale Character Portrait: Piper Vine
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Sunday, September 7th | 12:30 PM



Sunday was turning out to be an extremely busy day for Sienna and she wasn't exactly sure how she felt about it yet. The party last night had been pretty damn fun and exciting, especially seeing some of the more prim and proper students actually throwing the cares and inhibitions away. She herself had had a good time, especially with Jane, Piper, and Charlotte being her party buddies at different points of the night. She didn't know nor care if Sydney had made a presence, and if she had, Sienna had not paid it any mind. She had made it her mission to enjoy herself and downed two Mai Tai cocktails and only three shots, which was definitely safer than her typical antics. Maybe it was because she was trying to be coherent enough to evade Vincent when he did appear with Ricky...

...which brought her to her current issue. "Let me guess, you're vying for best friend of the month award," she snapped into her cell phone while sending out a few blasts online to the various volunteers for the afternoon. It was a very classy event they were hosting, a lunch of sorts with very light entrees, champagne, and a few other delicate treats. She had helped Charlotte and Victoria with the initial planning, but eventually stuck to doing her original job, which was more along the lines of garnering media attention of alumnae who still be around, various donors who would probably donate funds again, a few other social media management duties that had been bequeathed to her. Afterwards, she would have a small dinner with Jay Z and BeyoncΓ© about her upcoming EP, another session in the studio despite having doing one earlier in the morning, and finish whatever homework she had not touched. She had not had time to construct an attire that would allow her l show out and even had decided on one of her most bare looks, opting even for the bare minimum in regards to makeup. The dress she chose was classy and casual, and the shoes were just edgy enough. She even had to deal with the fact that Hailey was preparing to leave since, apparently, Sydney slamming her for drugs Sienna still believed did not belong to Hailey had run amuck through the halls and a few other rumors had spread. It was too much stress and dealing with being new to all of it, Hailey had not been prepared for anything. So, she was leaving and Sienna had oversaw her getting on a flight extremely early in the morning. Which was why she was not in the mood to play by Ricky's rules.

"Oh come on, Sia. Give me a little credit," his voice rumbled through her ears over the speakers, and Sienna scowled because she could hear the chuckle he did not release. "You say it like it's a bad thing." Sienna growled and Ricky laughed a bit at the sound. "Don't you think that if I wanted to talk to him, that I would have already done so?" Ricky smirked on his end, finishing with his tie. He was in the process of getting presentable for this event, having shooed away his conquest from the night before at the crack of dawn. He really hated when girls wore make up that they were only going to fuck up by morning. Honestly, it was an unattractive look and was probably the real reason he had sent her away so early. "The only reason you haven't spoken to him is because you're scared." Sienna paused and his smirk only grew at her silence.

It had never been hard for Ricardo to understand Sienna. She liked to think she was a bit more complex and in a way, she was, but she also was not hard to decode. Her fear at whatever she would hear from Vincent at the explanation of his "relationship" with Sydney was the main reason for her ignoring him, not her anger at the lacrosse star for being in a Snapchat. Ricky had singled that fact out last night when he acknowledged her ignoring Vincent to her face and seeing the almost guilty look in her eyes was enough to solidify the fidelity of his theory. No one could say that the king of St. Jude's wasn't an intelligent individual, that was for sure. Sienna's mouth opened and closed twice, and Esmee looked up from the seating chart Sienna had asked her to look over, running her hands through her pin-straight hair she stared at her sister curiously. Shaking her head, Sienna rose from her seat and left her laptop with Esmee, opting to walk out in the lobby instead of continuing the conversation in the ballroom. "Fine, I'll talk to him before this. Satisfied? She griped into her phone and Ricky could only laugh and admire his attire for the afternoon with pleasure. "Delighted." He replied and was not surprised by the click that followed.

Once off the phone with his Royal Asshole-ness, Sienna huffed and puffed, pouting for just a few minutes. She had fallen for Ricardo's tricks again. She could have ignored his allegations and ended the call altogether, but - and she was very aware that he knew this - she wasn't going to let him just call her out like that. She wasn't scared of talking to Vincent. It was freaking Vincent! She could have this conversation with him and then he could go back to telling everyone she didn't mean a thing to him, and she could go back to hating him. And damn those thoughts for saddening her for the seconds they dwelled in her mind. Messing with the loose strands that framed her face unlike the rest of her hair, which was styled in a side bun, Sienna paced along the floors for two minutes before making her decision. She dialed Vincent's number and waited for him to pick up, not giving him much time to say anything before cutting in, "Look, we've got thirty minutes til this event begins, and I can't leave since Charlotte isn't here yet, so if you still wanna talk, I'm here. And if not..." She bit her lip for a second, contemplating it before continuing. "..if not, then I'll see you when I see you." She hung up before the conversation could go any farther, staring down at her device for a few seconds longer than she would have admitted.

The cool air from outside grazed her warm skin due to various guests exiting the hotel and it reminded her that she needed to be on the move. She needed to make sure that everything was in place so Charlotte wouldn't have too much to stress over other than her speech. Preparing herself for possibly speaking with Vincent and dealing with the unwanted pleasantries that came with lavish events such as these, Sienna turned back and headed towards the ballroom once more, sending out messages to various peoples.

To: Jane, Piper
Plz tell me ur either coming 2 this thing or r doing something far more fun than me :P

To: Lottie, Carrie, Victoria
So far so good

To: Connor
At least u can do is b on time

To: Lee
Don't worry, I only have ur # 4 this 1 event. R u still volunteering or what?

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Character Portrait: Charlotte H. Buchanan Character Portrait: Jane Lynch Character Portrait: Sienna Alvarez Character Portrait: Vincent Mast Character Portrait: Sydney Vale Character Portrait: Carolina Daily
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Sienna braced herself when Charlotte tossed her a determined gaze, opting to pay more attention to the clock as it winded down to the actual beginning of their little luncheon and the fact that, as she requested, there were tweets already surfacing. Reposting a few of them, she distracted herself with that task when the class president walked away in a hurry. A relieved breath expelled from her lungs as Sienna practically plopped into one of the chairs, biting her lower lip thoughtfully. She didn't understand why it felt necessary for her to keep it a secret that Vincent wanted to actually talk from Charlotte; over the years, Charlotte had proven that she was a much better friend than even Sydney sometimes. Yet and still, Sienna felt inclined - not to lie - but to protect. What she was protecting she did not know, but it only came natural. She would tell Charlotte, eventually, but for now she just needed time to process. More than that, she just needed to get through the day.

Jane arrived in her line of vision when Sienna was staring at her phone blankly, not really sure how to respond to Vincent's inquiries about dinner. Her fingers had already typed out her response, but her thumb seemed unwilling to press enter and instead, had pressed backspace. It was only a second in when Jane was standing right before her and smiling, causing Sienna to smile in return. Though, like Jane's, her smile did not hold the typical brightness it was known for. However, it was also in the presence of Jane that Sienna allowed herself to vanish thoughts of Vincent from her mind. She had to chuckle a bit at Jane talking a mile a minute, as usual, and didn't even attempt to answer Jane's questions. Besides, it was Jane who looked absolutely stunning and Sienna had half the mind to tell her that. A simple BCBG dress meant nothing to Sienna when Jane came dressed to impress. However, just as she was about to make her comment, Jane's curious gaze met hers and Sienna felt baffled. Why was Vincent calling Jane? Sienna even had to glance at her phone for a second in befuddlement because there was not another message from Vincent and he and Jane weren't close enough for him to randomly call. An irrational part of her mind taunted that maybe he had a thing for her whole friend group and Sienna never needed a drink so fast in her life, wrestling with Esmee over text message to find someone to get her champagne.

"If I knew you were looking like that, I would have been made my way over here," Ricardo leered from a few feet away and Sienna looked up, taking a shuddering breath in the midst of her internal freak out and eyeing the King Bee. "Don't you have some dignitaries to be charming with your Dad?" She sniped and Rick smirked, his eyes catching some little twinkle from the overhead chandelier and Sienna glowered at him for being unfairly attractive, and knowing it. "I see there's still an extra sparkle in your bitchiness today," he remarked, walking over in measured steps. Ricardo had arrived with his father some ten minutes ago and had weaved his way skillfully through a few upstanding members of the Upper East Side, laughing at a few humorless jokes and flirting with even a few married women, even under the eyes of their husbands. His father would be giving their donations and all he had to do was make an appearance. Which would have been preferable to make with two of his guys by his side, but with Connor MIA and Vincent having familial issues, he had no choice but to attend on his own. And what better way to spend his afternoon than antagonize the one person who was quite easy to antagonize?

Taking the now vacant seat beside Sienna, Rick had to smirk at how she attempted to scoot away from him, making sure that there was a sizeable distance between their shoulders. Leaning in, Rick inquired, "So, did you do as I instructed?" Sienna pressed her lips into a thin line, sucked her teeth, and then stared at her laptop, busy making posts and reposting various tweets from other people. She couldn't wait for some of the students to filter in their photos so she could repost those as well. "Doesn't matter if I did or didn't. He wants to meet for dinner and I can't. I have work." She almost included an insult, something to rile Ricardo up because she knew it would and his presence was not soothing to her at the moment. It was just annoying. Ricardo's eyes narrowed for a second and without another word, he scooped Sienna's phone up and was on his feet before she could utter a word. "Give me my phone, Rick!" It was a loud hiss, but not a yell, and Sienna was glaring full daggers at him now. But Ricardo was not paying her any mind, swatting her reaching hands away while simultaneously sending out a message from her phone.

To: Vincent
Dinner works. Just come around by place by 6 if you can.

"There, all done," Ricardo exclaimed and lowered her phone, allowing Sienna to snatch it out of his grasp. Her eyes flew wide open at the text she now could not retract because it was already sent and delivered, and she glared at Rick. "I have work - " Ricardo immediately cut her off, "That you can miss." There was a glint in his eyes and a knowing grin on his mouth and Sienna wanted to claw it all away. "Leave it to me."Was the last thing he said before going off into the crowd and Sienna grumbled to herself about nosy bastards and meddling jackasses. Honestly, who the hell did Ricardo think he was? And he knew what he was doing because now, she couldn't even reject dinner with Vincent. Telling him that it was a joke would make her seem even meaner after ignoring him as she had and while she originally was willing to continue her trek of ignoring him, the text made it impossible now. Not long after Rick left, a champagne glass was placed on her table and Sienna immediately set to sipping it, trying to hold a little sense of propriety.

In the meantime, Rick worked his way back through the various guests, not really in a rush. It was quite easy to get Sienna out of her next Sunday engagement. Her employer was not one of the richest men in the world, Rick's father was. And what better way to monopolize the time of a man who was one of the biggest name in the recording business than to set up a possible business venture between him and the third richest man in the world? However, that would have to wait for his eyes landed on a stunning blonde. Walking up to her calmly with a knowing smirk, Rick stepped before Mr. Vale first, shaking the man's hands while saying, "It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Vale. Glad to see you could make it to this illustrious event." After exchanging a few pleasantries with the Vale patriarch while casting Sydney a rather lascicious wink, Ricardo turned his full attention on her as her grandfather became distracted with a golfing buddy. "I knew I couldn't let the day go by without paying my respects to the most gorgeous woman in the room. And how are you, Sydney?"

Back with Sienna, she was busy going through her phone, garnering messages from followers, classmates, and a few of her minions, all claiming that the rumor mill stated that Sienna was spreading lies. It was a surprise that none of her girls were against her, and maybe it was a shared disdain for Sydney as opposed to fully liking Sienna, she didn't know. But the point of the matter was that it had been there. Even if she made Victoria take the post away and Sydney had everyone hear her claim that nothing about it was true, the seeds of doubt had been planted. Sydney may think that Sienna was too emotional to pull certain things off, but there was a reason why she was one of the best in social media at their school. Because she knew how it worked. So, she was fine with girls thinking she lied. It was a welcome distraction from the knot forming in her stomach and needing more, she sent out a few texts.

To: Victoria
The fact that you're still working money when you should be mixing and mingling baffles me. Come here

To: Carolina
Closest table to the left window

To: Jane
Come baaaaaaaaack!

To: Ricky
Btw I hate u

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Senior year was proving to be far more stressful than any other year before. Victoria was certainly already more relevant this year than she had been in all past years combined, but she was starting to think that maybe not all attention was good attention. Her posts about the Sydney and Vincent love affair had been liked and retweeted more than any of her other posts, and since posting them, she had gained a couple hundred new followers on both pages. Sienna had reached out to her, something that never happened, considering that she was one of the "popular" girls and Victoria wasn't. While she was useful, Tori still knew that they weren't friends, and had Sienna not threatened her with leaking her name behind the horrid rumor she had started about Charlotte, she might not have agreed to make the post. While Sienna was a girl that would be useful for her, she wasn't Sydney Vale. Becoming friends with Sienna Alvarez might make her more appealing to Sydney - or at least it seemed that way before their beef was shared with her - but Sydney was who she wanted to be friends with. In reality, she wanted to knock Jane, Piper and Sienna out of the way if it meant giving her a spot in the popular crowd. She deserved it! She had spent every year in school idolizing the popular crowd and when high school came around and she reinvented herself to be more aesthetically pleasing, she really thought she had a chance at fitting in. Then, Piper Vine and Sienna Alvarez entered the scene and magically fit into the group with no ifs, ands or buts, but Victoria still wasn't given the time of day. It was unfair to say the least, and Tori was set on changing that this year. She was going to become relevant, no matter what it took, and although she felt guilty for hurting Sydney (an emotion that was unwarranted, considering how the queen bee rarely acknowledged her existence), breaking up their friend group gave her a good shot at giving in. It could work in her favor, as long as Sydney never found out that she was behind the blogs.

Even if that panned out in her favor, she still had problems at hand. She needed to start her college essays, prepare for the SAT exam one last time (even though her last set of scores were close to impeccable), and get perfect recommendation letters if she wanted even a shot at getting into MIT. On top of that, she had all of the stress related to her relationship. She had been dating Edward Till since late May, and like they seemed to do every other week, the day before school started, they separated again. This time it was because Victoria claimed that he had been checking out their waitress and throwing a fit over that. No matter how many times he insisted it wasn't true and apologized, she wouldn't have it. She planned on it being like every other one of their fights where she would wait for him to come back to her with roses and chocolates and then accept him back, but it didn't happen. And, for the icing on the cake, she had found out through a junior that he had slept with someone at Sydney Vale's party. Victoria hadn't been there to catch the bitch he slept with because, despite claiming that she had a family commitment, she hadn't received an invite. She had even lowered herself to asking Sydney about it via text, sure that it was a mishap since she had been invited in the past, but the blonde didn't even respond. It was humiliating, and to know that her boyfriend had slept with someone on top of that made her blood boil.

With all of that on her mind, Victoria had little motivation to work the charity event today. She wouldn't admit it, but Charlotte had pulled it together nicely, and the only thing that left her feeling remotely good was that the president herself was running late. She isn't so perfect after all... she pondered as she manned the table collecting the donations that were pouring in in the form of thousands. When the twins arrived and her job at the booth was over, Tori was relieved, but just for a moment. She had spotted Sydney entering the ballroom moments before and was set on greeting the blonde, when she got a message from Sienna. It was pathetic, but Victoria was a little bit scared of Sienna after seeing the lengths she was willing to go to to ruin Sydney's image, someone who was the most powerful girl in the upper east side, and at one point, supposedly her best friend. Sienna knew about her blogs and that was something that could easily be held against her, and they weren't really friends in the first place, where she would have any reason to not out her. So, without hesitation, she hurried towards the back of the event room where she had last seen Sienna. Her blank expression quickly transformed into a scowl when she spotted Jane seated next to the blonde. Out of all of the girls in that crowd, it could easily be argued that she hated Jane the most. She held the coveted spot of Sydney's best friend and Victoria couldn't tell why. She was stunning and had the body of a model, but she was brainless. A complete idiot. What did she have that Victoria didn't? That was a question that had plagued her for years and with it, brought a resentment for Jane. But with Jane sitting right there, Victoria couldn't risk abruptly turning away and giving Sienna an opportunity to tell Jane that she was the one who ran the blog and leaked the rumor. So, with much effort, she turned her frown into a smile and stood at the other side of the table, her fingers nervously toying with the table cloth. "Hey, I got your text. Did you need me for something?" She said, doing her best to sound perky and confident.

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Sienna Alvarez was not a dumb blonde and Jane must have honestly thought that she was one. Awaiting a response to the antagonizing text she had sent Esmee and for at least something from Piper - was the redhead picking Sydney over her when it was obvious Sienna was nicer to her? - Sienna was also taking idle sips of her champagne, trying her darnest not to drink too fast lest she do something like get tipsy before meeting with Vincent. It was bad enough she did dumb things with him like fucking him even when she was sober. It would be an entirely different story if she were already impaired due to drinking long before a "hello" escaped her mouth. But back to the point - Jane sat down and flashed her a smile, and Sienna knew she was up to something. Jane was not slick. She was not, in any way, as stealthy as her friends. At least, Sienna had previously held on to such a belief. However, with that innocent smile and the knowledge that Jane had held a serious ailment as a secret from them with that same smile, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

So, she let Jane talk before calling her out, which she felt a bit off about because she knew she wasn't going to like whatever Jane had to say. That smile hadn't been Jane's typically innocent "I may or may not have drank the last of your mom's 1939 Rothschild" or "I may or may not have made out with Connor's math teacher at St. Jude's." Not that she had ever really done the latter, but something like that would have happened with Jane and Sienna would typically laugh or smile it off. No, that smile had spelled danger, at least for Sienna, and so when Jane explained the predicament, Sienna didn't even try to control her reaction. She rolled her eyes with contempt, not even bothering to hide her irritation. She always hide such from Jane, never wanting to weigh the brunette down with her being upset because Jane couldn't keep her mouth shut or did something for Sydney when she was supposed to have Sienna's back. She didn't want to fault her on those things. But this? So soon after their blow out? In Sienna's irrational (but rational to her) mind, Jane was being insensitive and her naivetΓ© wasn't rendering Sienna pliant and willing to do whatever it took to make her smile. Polishing off her champagne glass, Sienna didn't even choose to pay attention to the Vincent portion of the conversation, not really caring about him after Sydney's name had been uttered. "Jane.." She didn't offer a nickname like she normally did nor as her voice was friendly as it had been before. It wasn't the hard edge she felt digging into her chest, just annoyance. "If Sydney missed me or wanted to talk to me, she would have done so by now," Sienna stated rather blandly, swooping her gaze over her friend. Yes, it had been Sienna whose mind had focused completely on the fact that her argument with Sydney would hurt Jane the most immediately after said argument. But some part of her had acknowledged that she always put Jane before herself and at the moment, she didn't want to think about others. She would, inevitably, but not now.

"And honestly, do I look like I'm gonna be talking to her about that here - of all places?" Sienna's countenance turned exasperated at the thought and she immediately felt bad because she knew how Jane felt about being snapped at by friends. Sienna knew all too well because she could be the same way and immediately, softened her expression. "I'm sorry, sweetie," she said and grasped Jane's hand gently. "I miss her...the not...selfish, backstabbing, condescending her that is my friend...I just..." It was hard explaining something so private in a public setting, but she needed Jane to see her reasoning. Even if the Vincent thing had never happened, Sienna and Sydney would have had a falling out. Maybe not to this extent and for that, Sienna felt a wave of shame due to her actions, but it could not be undone. And what was harder was that Sienna was not one to admit her deepest fears and pains, not even to her closest friends. Maybe that explained Jane's secrecy? Inwardly, she shook it off and concentrated on the matter. So, she stared into Jane's eyes imploringly before continuing, "I just...I don't always like the me that I have to be in order to be friends with her. And I know we talk about being best friends forever, but...I don't know if I can play the part anymore."

Not even for you...

It was a blessing in disguise that Victoria Walsh had then arrived, despite Sienna wanting her to have come before Jane returned. But, given the current air around them, Sienna did not question it and, like always (especially when she felt too vulnerable and too on the spot), she put on a show. She turned to Victoria a wide smile, propping her elbow on the table and allowing her chin to rest on the back of her hand for support. Instead of immediately answering the tech wizard, Sienna allowed her gaze to rove over the pale brunette. She knew Tori didn't like her much and honestly, it did not matter to her. Sydney had expressed her disdain of the persistent girl back when they were first becoming friends, claiming that Victoria was obsessed with her. Sienna, overdramatic as she was at the time and younger (so more inclined to be emotional), believed her whole-heartedly. But years on the inside that Tori so coveted led her to realizing that Tori - and every other girl that desperately wanted to be considered friends with the Sydney Vale - did not want to be friends with Sydney. They just wanted what came with it: the reassurance that none of her schemes would harm them, the invites, the boys, the admiration, etc. They didn't want her friendship, not like Sienna did. Or at least, in her mind, they didn't. But, she obviously was not in Victoria's mind and therefore could not call her on something like that. What she did call her on was for coming for Charlotte. Any friend being attacked without their knowing it warranted a protective Sienna and since then, she had kept Tori under her gaze. Tori considered herself a pawn or minion of Sienna's, perhaps. Sienna considered her...something. She just didn't know what yet. So, she held Tori under her thumb and waited for her to start squirming.

"God, you are really pretty," she finally declared after some time with the utmost sincerity and bluntness in her voice. Because Tori was - Sienna had to offer her that much. Why girls like Tori and Charlotte - beautiful, ambitious, naturally intelligent (and not using someone else to make themselves appear smarter than they were), life all planned out - weren't at the top of the ladder, Sienna could not even fathom because she could go days admiring them. Plus, she knew it would throw Tori off because Sienna being nice to her usually spelled her needing something. Which she didn't. But again, without her having known it, Sienna had developed a bit of Sydney in her. Or maybe it wasn't Sydney. Maybe it was all her own and she had never realized it. Who knows? She glanced at Jane, "Seriously, J, isn't she so pretty? Like those lips are totes Angelina Jolie perfection!" Giggling, Sienna turned her gaze back to Tori, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "But no, I really didn't need anything. I just wanted to see your face and now that I have, you are going to let me dress you for the SGA Halloween party. No 'if', 'ands', or 'buts' about it. Sit with us."

Momentarily allowing her gaze to drift, Sienna eyed the room for Charlotte seeing how the luncheon would be starting soon and she knew the blonde would be freaking out about her speech. Thinking quickly, Sienna sent her a text.

To: Lottie
Knock em dead, Madam President <3

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Jane's frown was close to becoming a pout when Sienna basically stated the last thing that she wanted to hear. She wasn't going to make the initiative to make up with Sydney. But that's not fair! she so desperately wanted to interject, as if she was the victim in all of this. And as much as Jane knew that all of this had hurt Sienna and Sydney in more ways than she could understand, she felt like it was hurting her too. It was hard being friends with Sydney and Sienna when they were friends, and being friends with them separately had already proved to be emotionally draining. Sienna was dramatic and emotional like she was, and that suggested that she could probably hold a grudge against Sydney for as long as necessary. Especially considering what that grudge stood for. But Sienna had a heart that wasn't frozen over like Sydney's. Even though Jane knew that Sydney wasn't as cold as everyone saw her to be, Jane knew that in a case like this, Sydney could and would permanently cut Sienna off if that's what it took to keep her image in tact. It didn't matter if it was hurting herself or Jane, as long as her position on the social ladder remain unscathed, she didn't doubt that Sydney wouldn't budge over it. It wasn't fair, and Jane was ready to selfishly claim that, until Victoria Walsh appeared.

Jane didn't really know Victoria. It was a strange thing to say, considering that the girls had attended the same elementary, middle and high school, so realistically speaking, they had plenty of time to get to know each other. To be honest, if Sydney hadn't shot Victoria down when they were young, there was a chance that Jane would have liked her. She was wealthy and at least since they were teenagers, she was pretty. She was smart too, and like Jane bugged Charlotte over, she probably would have proven herself as a good "study buddy" on test days. It spoke to the side of Jane that was too dependent on Sydney, because Jane had only axed Tori as a potential friend because Sydney had. She claimed she was obsessive and stalkerish, and with Sydney's disapproval, Jane had no qualms about finding her own issues with the girl. She had never given her a fair chance, and although Victoria didn't want to be friends with Jane, she didn't know that.

Just because she was suddenly growing a little bit more independent from Sydney didn't mean that she could shake all of her bad habits at once, though. So, when Victoria approached, Jane barely gave her a smile and came close to glaring at Sienna when it was revealed that she had invited her over with them. Of all people... Victoria Walsh? Sia really is going crazy without Syd... She was too busy judging Victoria to hear Sienna's first compliment, but zoned back in when Sienna said her name. "Uh huh..." she agreed in an obviously unconvinced tone, all while flashing Sienna a "what are you doing?" look. Angelina JOLIE? Okay then, Sienna... She didn't know the background behind Sienna and Victoria's relationship but this... whatever this was, mixed with her hangover, seeing Piper talking to Carolina in the distance and instantly thinking the redhead was confiding in Carolina about their drugs, and how she was upset over Sienna's refusal to makeup with Sydney and vice versa, was definitely putting her on edge. It was enough to make her pull out her phone to text Sydney once the room began to grow quiet as the luncheon began.

To: Sydney
Please Syd please please please please please make up with her please

She's going crazy without you and trying to be friends with tori walsh

like ew??

please :....(?????

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Sydney was actually relieved to see Ricardo, and that relief prevented her from rolling her eyes as he charmed his way through small talk with her grandfather and the other adults standing by. She would be forced to here from Alan later on about how Ricardo was "such a pleasant young man" and "someone who is really going places in life" like she had heard so many times before, but for now, it was worth it. A text from Jane indicated that her go-to girl was with Sienna, and until she figured out how to respond to Jane's plea for her to make nice with Sienna, she needed someone of value to be seen with. As much as she liked to downplay Rick's looks and power to his face, she knew just as well as he, that he was the male version of her, social wise. He was probably the only person in the upper east side who could get away with the things that she could get away with, and maybe, the only person who could call her out on those things without her feeling threatened.

When her grandfather had become consumed in a conversation with someone else, she met Rick's gaze and allowed her formal smile to shift into a smirk at his expected and charming compliments. "Well, aren't you a gentleman, today?" she said, faking a flattered tone. If she didn't know Rick so well, she would think he was charming, and while she didn't doubt that she was the most gorgeous girl in the room, she was too keen on his flirting to take it to heart. Sadly, the same couldn't be said for most of the Constance Billard student body who would probably spread their legs right then and there if Ricardo said something like that to them. "Walk with me," she continued, slowly pacing away from her grandfather and the dignitaries he was conversing with. Still smirking, Rick conceded and stepped in line with her, nodding to Mr. Vale as they went. If she wanted to speak with Rick on a real level - which she wasn't sure she wanted to do - she needed to be away from the ears of the people that both teenagers were forced to keep good impressions around. She was tempted to ask Rick why he didn't bring his little boyfriend around with him. Vincent was noticeably absent and she was sure that if anyone knew where he was, it would be Rick. Sydney never hesitated to call Vincent out on being a bit of a follower around Ricardo. They were close to being equals, but it seemed like Vincent's true personality always faded when he was around Rick and trying to... impress him, or maybe more accurately, live up to his "player" persona. This normally involved him either brushing off Sydney or Sienna, and even though Sydney sometimes got a laugh out of him doing it to Sienna, there was a part of her that was bothered by it too. Only because she had received that treatment too, and the good friend inside of her felt like one of them deserved Vincent. If he was playing her, Sienna at least deserved his real love, and if he was playing Sienna, she deserved his true love. He couldn't be messing around with both of their heads and get away with it. She didn't always feel this way, but sometimes, when she was being sensible, she knew that she would rather Sienna walk off with true love than neither of them. Today wasn't one of those days, though.

She plucked a champagne glass from the hand of a waiting server, offering them a small smile of appreciation as she headed further into the event. Her phone was buzzing yet again with messages from Jane, and this time, while it still made her feel guilty for putting the brunette in a tight spot, her smirk widened. Of course Sienna was desparetely searching for anyone to be her friend at this point. Stooping so low to befriend Victoria Walsh! If Sydney wasn't standing next to the nosy Ricardo Slim-HelΓΊ, she probably would have chuckled aloud. "Did Daddy send you to drop off his check?" Sydney asked distractedly as her fingers tapped against her phone screen in response to Jane. Laughing again at her inquiry, Rick replied, "Daddy drops off his own checks. I'm just here to look pretty,", which, even with Sydney barely paying attention, elicited an eye roll from her. She didn't think anyone could call her conceited in the presence of the King of Saint Jude's.

To: Jane
Poor thing... she always has been desperate for attention

And I told you that I'm going to talk to her Jane. You know I wouldn't lie to you


Maybe she did really feel guilty for not being the best friend to Jane lately, or she was feeling detrimentally cocky after hearing about Sienna's desperation, and now, as she got closer to the back of the ballroom, seeing it with her own eyes. Either way, it gave her the confidence to separate from Ricardo and approach the girls on her. "If you must. Don't do anything I wouldn't," Rick responded after she insisted that she needed to excuse herself "to take care of some business". And business was exactly what it would be. No, she wasn't going to apologize to Sienna like Jane wanted, because as far as anyone outside of their circle knew, there was nothing for her to apologize about. She would, however, give Sienna the chance to apologize for herself, or, if she wanted to continue to play games, at least get credit for being the bigger person in Jane's eyes.

"There you are, Jane. Your dad was looking for you," she said as she approached the girls from the opposite side of the table. She didn't acknowledge Tori or Sienna yet, only giving Jane a smile that was probably more icy than she wanted it to be. Adrian hadn't been looking for Jane, but she needed a reason for approaching the table, and with the recent exposure of Jane's eating disorder, it seemed to be a valid excuse that her father was trying to check up on her. "He said something about the food being served soon and wanting you to eat with them." She maintained an innocent tone to her voice, but she knew that was an unnecessary thing to say to get rid of Jane. Especially with the way it had been brought up in the first place... this was another act of insensitivity. It was just hard for Sydney to not act that way, especially when she needed to seem big and bad in front of Sienna, to remind her of who she was messing with. Sydney didn't want Jane to be at the receiving end of her coldness, but it spoke greatly when the defenseless girl who was supposed to be her best friend was. She glanced at Victoria next, not attempting to be discrete as she looked her up and down. "If you see Charlotte, tell her that the decor in here looks wonderful. One day in and she's already proving herself to be the best class president we could have had," she smiled. Another low blow? Yeah. Did Sydney care? Definitely not. Lastly, she glanced towards Sienna. "Have a moment to chat?" If the girl dared to say no, Sydney was going to have to pull out the big guns and send her packing just like she had with her dumb, blonde little friend.

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Sienna noted the lackluster response from Jane and only rolled her eyes, not really caring to know what was going on in her best friend's mind. As far as she was concerned, she didn't want to deal with the heaviness of the conversation, she was done with it, and Jane needed to be done with it as well. It sucked and as always, when it came to bad thoughts regarding Jane, Sienna felt immediately mad. But the truth of the matter was that she was anxious to deal with Sydney. She was anxious to get her EP finished. She was anxious about talking to Sydney. She was anxious about her final career or future decision. She was anxious about everything and she couldn't - at the moment - care too much about Jane's feelings. Her own were too blaringly suffocating.

However, it seemed that whatever deity that was out there - God, Allah, Yahweh, Zeus, whomever - gave not a single fuck about her comfort for Sydney Vale was approaching and Sienna could just die. She was not afraid to be in Sydney's presence. Sydney Vale did not inspire fear in her, contrary to what she may have thought or what any former queen bee would have to say about the matter. She could be intimidating, yes, but Sienna wasn't known for backing down either so that nullified that thought. But Sienna had been avoiding her. Avoided looking at her. Avoided talking to her. Avoided the very thought of her. At least, as best as she could. However, now, the queen bee stood in front of her, separated from Sienna's person by only the table, and Sienna only stared at her. She didn't acknowledge Sydney and Sydney did not take in her presence. They were just two strangers who happened to know the two people closest to them and that was it. Jane's answer to Sydney was ignored on Sienna's part and before her friend scurried away, she heard her say, "Okay, thanks."

Then, Sydney's gaze landed on her and Sienna only stared back. All at once, her words to Jane moments before were all too real. She did miss Sydney. It was a painful realization and it made her frown, possibly at the wrong time because Sydney asked to talk. She didn't want to miss the backstabbing bitch, or that what was what she was trying to call her in order to make the feeling go away, and she forced herself to think about every second she had to deal with Sydney. It also forced her to consider all the better times they shared. It wasn't enough, however, to make her not eventually smile, pleasant in a way. "Sure." She turned her gaze to Victoria, who stood awkwardly in the midst of the trio she probably longed to be a part of. "You can handle this for me until I get back, right Tori?" It was a demand and she knew Tori would do well to recognize it as such. Perhaps it was the look Jane tossed her that made Sienna rise, maybe it was her own need to finish this in some way - she didn't know. All she knew was that she did not spare Sydney another glance. She just pushed her chair back in politely and then walked out of the ballroom. She didn't even check to see if Sydney was behind her.

It was only when they were in the girls' restroom that Sienna turned around to acknowledge that Sydney was there and only then did the smile drop. "So, is this the part where I fall to my knees and beg you to forgive me, or is this an actual conversation?"

Just what I thought... Sydney mused, inwardly smirking at how Sienna didn't even attempt to put off them speaking. Her expression remained at a small smile, since she didn't want to be as easily read as Jane, who had hurried away with the face of a deer in headlights as soon as Sydney had even suggested eating. She didn't offer Victoria a parting glance once Sienna was out of her chair and making a beeline out of the ballroom. Sydney was in no rush and didn't hurry to keep up with Sienna. She kept a steady pace, offering a few hello's to people she recognized on her journey to the bathroom. When she met Sienna inside, only a few seconds after the girl first pushed the door open, Sydney was feeling even more confident. She probably should have felt less confident, considering that now, after Sydney made sure there were no feet present under the stalls, she was alone with Sienna. Neither of them had to keep up their cordial guises to keep their proper reputations in tact in this privacy, and with how they had left off, both girls probably felt like they had a right to rip the other's hair out.

Sienna spoke before Sydney could, which was good, because while Sydney had suggested the chat, she didn't really have a set conversation in mind. It had been a spur of the moment decision to even interact with Sienna, since before she knew that she was stooping down to Victoria Walsh's level, Sydney had just planned on erasing her existence from her life. Now that it was clear that Sienna was suffering without her, Sydney didn't feel like she was the one begging by making it easier for Sienna to apologize. Apparently, Sienna didn't want to take Sydney's kindness and let this play out easily. So, rather than dropping her fake smile like Sienna had when they entered the bathroom, Sydney kept hers pasted on her face. She waited a moment to respond, allowing her eyes to take in Sienna's expression, before speaking. "Neither," she responded, a decision that was again made in that same second. Sydney preferred for her actions to be premeditated and calculated, but she could think on a whim when the time called for it. "I don't need an apology from you if you don't think you did anything to warrant one, and I already apologized for what I did at dinner." An apology, excusing her behavior, tossing the blame from herself onto Sienna... same difference. So, at this point, all that I need you to do is tell Jane that I gave you a chance to make up with me, and that you aren't ready. Clearly, our friendship has reached its expiration date and I'm just as okay with that as you are, but she won't be. And as Jane's best friend, I know that she doesn't need any extra stress in her life right now, so pretend for her."

It was a bold request from someone labeling herself as Jane's best friend while coming close to throwing her under the bus yet again only moment's before, but that wasn't even what had Sydney second guessing her words. It was her own claim that her friendship with Sienna was over that, was she not so used to keeping her emotions suppressed, would have had her voice shaking. She didn't know how she could miss the girl standing in front of her after everything she had put her through over the past few days, but she did. It seemed like decades ago... but at one point, they were real friends and that was saying a lot for Sydney Vale to be able to admit that.

Sienna scoffed at Sydney even remotely suggesting that the "apology" she had offered at the restaurant was an actual one, but she chose not to cut her off. Instead, Sienna only folded her arms over her chest idly and stared at her, levelling Sydney with a look that honestly could have spelled anything. She was a bit hurt as Sydney continued to speak, angry, in disbelief - the list of emotions could go on. And they were all probably jumbled together and indiscernible on their own, but it wasn't always that simple to detect every emotion in Sienna's mind. Which was probably why she couldn't lie. She wasn't bitchy and the situation didn't call for lies. Besides, as Sydney articulated oh so ruthlessly, their friendship was reaching an expiration date. And it hurt, it honestly did, but Sienna wasn't just going to leave it as it was.

"And that's it? No tearful goodbyes? No 'we had a good time?'" The questions came out in not shock, but sarcastic something. She wasn't surprised, maybe taken aback that this was really how their friendship was ending. But neither of the options Sienna offered were things Sydney was known for and she didn't know why some part of her had wanted something more from the queen bee. It was always a want when it came to Sydney, never something that came to fruition. And if it did, it came in increments and Sydney was right. That too had reached an expiration date because Sienna didn't know if she could continue lowering her expectations for the sake of Sydney's pride. "But of course, we wouldn't do that. Too much pride in me, and too much ice for you to uncover to actually care about me."

It was a risky move, partly admitting her feelings as they pertained to Sydney, but if this was the end, then why not end it in some way that let Sienna get something off her chest? Backing away a bit, Sienna leaned against the sink, unfolding her arms and allowing her hands to rest on the edge. She gave Sydney a curious look while asking, "Do you know what the first real thought that I had when you were at the table?" She didn't wait for a response, only continued. "That I miss you. It's kinda funny...I spent the entire weekend not wanting to be reminded that and just like that...I missed you. Isn't that funny?" The words were just tumbling from the confines of her mouth and Sienna bit her lower lip to stop herself from saying anything more, trying to will her voice not to shake. She didn't know if she could be as composed as Sydney and struggled to meet her gaze again. "And, for the record, I do know what I would apologize for. And I could...but that really wouldn't help much, would it? You'd still think there was nothing wrong, just me being dramatic Sia and we'd go on until, what? Another blowout over nothing and the same thing? Which one?"

The girls shared at least one thought right now: that if this was the end of the line for their friendship, there was no need to hold back. As Sienna spoke and Sydney realized this, she allowed herself to drop the guarded and calculated front that she almost always wore. It didn't come down all at once. She still rolled her eyes at Sienna's remark about how they were just going to end it like this, but she allowed the blonde in across from her to speak without jumping in. By the time she had confessed to missing Sydney, her bottom lip was being bitten just as hard as Sienna's. It wasn't to keep herself from crying, but to refrain from saying something too emotional or allowing her face too be read so easily - which, with that act alone, probably defeated the purpose. She was going to be real here, but she was also Sydney Vale. She wasn't going to start sobbing and toss herself into Sienna's arms as she agreed that she, too, missed her.

"I do care about you. I can say that. Even after what you did... I still care about you." It was dramatic, but saying that aloud made her feel physically sick for a few seconds. It was like her body was rejecting the idea of her being sentimental about the girl that over the past two days, she had ruthlessly trained to associate with bad thoughts. She sighed audibly, looking Sienna up and down quickly. Her gaze didn't have its normal judgmental tint to it. She was simply trying to read Sienna in an attempt to see what was going on in her head. If this was all for real or not. "Honestly, I wish that I didn't. I wish that I could be cold enough to do everything in my power to ruin your senior year, but I knew from the start that I couldn't do that." She couldn't even look Sienna in the face as she spoke now, because she could feel herself getting emotional. And Hell would freeze over before Sydney Vale started crying over her broken friendship with Sienna Alvarez!

To prevent that from happening, she stepped to one of the vacant sinks next to Sienna, and after rummaging through her clutch, began to touch up her lip gloss. She'd be damned if her eyes left the safety of the mirror until she could compose herself again. "And then I thought that silence would suffice. I wouldn't wipe you off the social radar, but just off my social radar. That's probably the best route for us, since maybe something like this isn't reparable... but... I guess I... missed you too. And I know that sleeping with Vincent was wrong, Sienna, but I swear to God that after it happened, I didn't know what to do. I didn't think when I was doing it and I was scared and I didn't know what to do, okay? You're right, you're right, I'll admit it. I should have told you and been a good friend but how was I supposed to tell you that? And then he told me that we could just keep it a secret and pretend it never happened and I thought that that was the best way to deal with it. I know it wasn't, but, I didn't want to be that girl, especially after seeing how hurt it made you. And I'm sure I'll regret saying this as soon as I stop speaking, but I'm sorry. I'm sorry for sleeping with him, I'm sorry for wanting him then, and maybe for still wanting him now. I'm sorry for being a bad friend and caring about how other people saw me more than how my friends saw me, and I'm sorry that that's not going to change, even after whatever we do from here. You have your family, and all of your friends outside of Jane and Piper, and your music and your career, and Vincent too, and I have my image, Sienna. It doesn't matter if I'm fatter than Jane, or uglier than Piper without makeup, or going no where in life compared to you, when I'm who I am at this school. All of that's going to end for me at the end of this year, I guess, and I can't let it go. I can't let... this person... this monster... that I've become go because it's all I have left and when it's over, it's over." Where did that come from? Sydney was too busy swiping at the tears that were now flowing at an unstoppable speed to regret every jumbled thought that had just come out of her mouth at lightning speed. She would regret them eventually, though. Even if she wouldn't regret coming clean to Sienna, dropping her walls and being a real, genuine and emotional human being by apologizing, she was going to regret how vulnerable she felt.

Sydney could find whatever semblance of control all she wanted because Sienna didn't even bother to try. By the time Sydney had moved and finished speaking, the tears had already gathered in Sienna's eyes and she couldn't even choke back the sob as she cried, "You had me!" She couldn't believe that Sydney could list off all of these things Sienna had as if Sydney did not have anything other than an image. "You have always had me, and Jane, and Piper when we're not thinking something's wrong about her. And you've had..." Sienna breathed, not even giving her brain the chance to berate her for being so weak, the tears falling down her cheeks faster than she would have liked. But to hell with it! They were there and there was no getting rid of them. "You've had everything I could have wanted, Syd. You're gorgeous, and you are so smart, and everyone wants to be you and that's not an image. That's charisma and you've had it, always, while I've had to sacrifice mine in order to fit a role. I even dyed my hair blonde to fool myself into thinking that I could be like you." Sienna couldn't see her own characteristics at the moment. She was too bare and at her core, she was just a girl who had more insecurities than her typical display of vanity would ever reveal. And Sydney...Sydney was everything!

"And you think I have friends? Half of them are either contractual because our managers thought it would be beneficial to our agencies, they entertain me because attention whore Sienna would just die without someone talking to her, or they just want something from me. They've all wanted something from me." Sienna could feel her voice starting to shake and swiped at her left cheek, hoping to somehow salvage something. However, the next words she spoke only made fresher tears emerge and the words came a bit faster. "And I wanted to hate you...so bad. Vince told me and I wanted to hate you both so bad because it would have been easy and I could have...I-I-I...but I couldn't...because you and Jane were the first real friends I've had since joining Roc Nation and I knew if I did anything, I would finally be alone and I know I am now, and it still hurts. You think my family is one hundred percent behind me, but Esmee's gonna push me away soon to find herself at Constance because Mom keeps trying to mold her too, and Mom's gonna hate me because I want to end it all, my Dad is never home, and I don't even know which brother is even in this state anymore." Sienna broke off at that point, not wanting to allow her words to turn to broken sobs.

It had been about three years since she had allowed herself to cry in Sydney Vale's presence and she wanted to feel the outrage she had back then for allowing herself to be vulnerable in front of her. But her pride be damned because she couldn't lie. She couldn't pretend. Not now. At the same time, the weight of their ending was a bit more than she honestly had thought she could handle and she truly had not fathomed the weakness Sydney's confession could provoke in her. Giving herself time to get out some careful breaths, Sienna met Sydney's gaze again, swiping at her cheeks. "I'm sorry. I went too far, and I should have just talked to you, but I...I-I didn't think you'd...I didn't think I meant as much to you as Jane did. And maybe I never had...I just...I wanted to think I could be on your level and that maybe, one day, we wouldn't be rivals...and I wouldn't just be a handmaiden in your court. I'd be your best friend and I get that that's over now...I just..." She didn't know how to finish that and a fresh wave of tears were beginning to form in her eyes, but Sienna was running out of words to say. She didn't know what other utterances she could make, what appeals she could formulate that could remedy their situation.

So, she turned away from Sydney, her back facing her...former friend and damn a tear for escaping the confines of her eye. Her voice was too small for her own good when she spoke, too ready to fall into sobs. "I'm sorry. W-we should go back inside. I'll tell Jane I'm sorry too." Sienna didn't know if she could wait for Sydney to say anything more - if Sydney had anything more to say - so she left. She flung herself out of the bathroom, wiping at her cheeks with the palm of her hand as she went. It seemed convenient that a staff member was emerging from the elevator shaft wearing the uniform of their event and stopped in front of her. "Miss, is everything - ?" Sienna interjected, "Five minutes. The Alvarez family car in five minutes." She didn't wait for a response, simply hurried back to the ballroom, minutely grateful for her mascara. She entered the room then, with everyone concentrated on whatever video it was that was going on. She didn't look for any other person in the room, simply headed to her table. She began gathering her things, not bothering to look up at Tori as she said, "You all can handle things from here." Once her computer and charger were in her bag, Sienna met the vice president's gaze and held it. "A word of any kind about today and I promise you, you won't have to worry about Sydney Vale coming for you. I'll have you shipped off to Denmark before you can press delete." The threat was probably unnecessary, but it made sense to whatever part of Sienna that needed it. Control? She didn't know and didn't bother to sit to figure it out. She took a different door than the other, one that was closer to the front of the building.

Once outside, Sienna only had to wait a matter of minutes before the town car pulled up and she threw herself in the backseat, not even bothering to hide the sob that erupted from her mouth just as her door was closed.

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By the time Sienna had made it back to her family's penthouse, the tears had reluctantly ceased in their non-stop waterfall. She wiped her face as best as she could while she had been in the backseat, using the makeup removal wipes before her door was opened. After her talk with Sydney and a text from her manager, Gabriella Mosci, confirming that her dinner with Jay Z and BeyoncΓ© were cancelled due to an 'unforeseen' possible business venture - no doubt, Ricky's doing - she didn't feel the need to wear make-up anymore, not even the minimal that she had been wearing in the first place. It was obvious, even to her old caretaker, Katherine, that Sienna was not in a good mood. "ΒΏQuΓ© pasa, pequeΓ±a?" Katherine asked, immediately at Sienna's side when she noticed the rather dejected look on the singer's face. Sienna didn't even humor Katherine's concern, not bothering to halt on her stride to her room nor speaking in her native tongue. "Nothing you can help me with." She felt the older woman's dark gaze piercing insistently at the side of her face, so she glanced at her and figured to fix her with something to do so Sienna could be free to do as she pleased. "I have a guest coming at six...Vincent. Fix something up for us, please. If anyone needs me, tell them I'm working." Katherine had been with the family since Sienna was a baby, so she was aware of who Vincent was and also understood what they both would enjoy for dinner. Sienna was at her bedroom door by that point, pausing only because Katherine seemed unwilling to move, so she glared at her until she did. When the caretaker was rounding the corner, Sienna pushed into her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Once in the safety of her private quarters, she knew she couldn't stay trapped in the four walls. While comfortable and spacious, she knew she would feel suffocated long before Vincent would arrive and she didn't want to feel sick of her own room when she had to sleep here tonight. More than ever, she realized, she wanted to return to Long Island. Back to her family's estate, to the panoramic views of the nearby waters behind the wide expanse of land that made up her lawn, the game room, her private recording studio. She missed the comfort and privacy of that space - she missed the ability to truly escape. Despite the penthouse being fully hers and bought with her own money, her family's first home was the only home she wanted to be at. However, it was a Sunday and if she went back now, she wasn't going to school tomorrow and it was Sienna's goal to not miss a day so that the absences she took for her career would be the only ones tallied against her. It was a trivial matter to be concerned with, but it was enough to clear her head. A bit more able to think, she pulled out her phone and tossed her back on one of her small sofas to send out messages to a few friends.

To: Rick
U better hope I don't kill ur friend

To: Vincent
Anything in particular u want 4 dinner? Speak now b4 Katherine starts cooking

To: Piper, Carolina
Wasn't feeling all that well, so I went home. Srry. Enjoy the event. Maybe a girl nite 1 of these days?

To: Jane
Look, we talked. Things were exchanged. There's no war...I hope. But we need space. I'm still ur friend and we need 2 talk about ur summer soon, but I need space from Syd 4 now.

To: Madam President
Srry 4 leaving & srry 4 being elusive. Apparently, Rick is playing fairy godfather/matchmaker/therapist cuz he's making me talk 2 Vincent tonite & I didn't know how to word how I was feeling earlier. Talked 2 Sydney. No WWIII 2 b worried about, 4 now. I couldn't b there anymore. Srry

The last two gave her pause. Sienna knew that Charlotte was the more understanding between Jane and her, and that she would be willing to hear Sienna's side of the story. Jane, on the other hand, didn't want to hear anything that didn't satisfy her desires. And that was fine, it was something Sienna still found enduring because Jane could be so adorable and childlike at times. However, at this time, Sienna knew she didn't want to deal with that. She wanted Jane to understand - she couldn't force Sydney and Sienna to go back to the way they were just because it made her feel better. It obviously wasn't working the way they were before, so maybe distance was their best bet. Sienna didn't know if making up with Sydney was in the cards for her, but she...she didn't know what she was really thinking when it came to their situation. She just wanted to breathe without having to feel guilty. Once her messages her sent, she plugged her phone up to its charger, removed her day's outfit, and hopped into a long shower.

Setttled in a warm blanket of drowsiness and relaxation from the jasmine-scented oil she had added to her steam shower, Sienna stepped out of her bathroom with a plan. A good run down with the towel and some lotion, and she was dressed in a velour coral Juicy Couture sweat suit, the top hanging off of her left shoulder rather loosely. After a quick brush, her hair was pushed into a low ponytail and draped over her right shoulder. She didn't bother for shoes, just the first comfortable white socks that she found. Once fully dressed, she left her bedroom in pursuit of the one place not too many followed her into: her private recording studio. When they were looking for penthouses, Cynthia demanded that there be a space they could use for such so that Sienna would never slouch in her vocal training and recording. It knocked back two bedrooms and what would have been another man cave for her father, but it had a home-like feel to it that made Sienna feel better on days like this. It consisted of the writing room, complete with a sofa, a shelf for vocal training and music books, a shelf for electronic pianos, and then a regular sized piano Sienna had spent too much of her childhood in front of. Then the second room, on a slightly elevated level, consisted of the control room and a small isolation booth. It had been daunting as a child, being forced to spend hours perfecting songs she honestly had not cared that much about. But she had grown to love it. Plus, she didn't always work on serious pieces. Most of the time, what work she did at home consisted of covers and mixtapes that had never seen the light of day.

Once the door to the writing room was closed, Sienna didn't head to the isolation booth. Instead, she sat in front of her piano and began doing vocal warm-ups. It was a welcome distraction, a bit of an irony considering how much she bitched and moaned about this when she was younger...


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Ricardo had watched, faintly interested, when Sydney left him in pursuit of Jane and Sienna. He had watched as apparently, Sydney had acknowledged Sienna verbally because his favorite Latina finally graced the queen bee with her own look of acknowledgement. It was easy to note the tension at the table because Jane had scurried off without so much as a backwards glance at her two closest friends and well, the unimportant brunette that was left was only acknowledged for a second as Sienna lead Sydney out of the ballroom. Chuckling to himself, he murmured, "And so it begins..." Not looking back in their direction and thinking the girls might either take long or regain his attention because of a catfight, Rick turned and headed to his father's table, joining in on a small joke he honestly could give two fucks about. But it was that he was a socialite and as always, he had to play the part. So, he swallowed the biting retort about the corniness of the joke and laughed behind the glass of water. While sitting, he did manage to get two texts out.

To: Connor, Vincent
Bored as fuck & neither of u r here to entertain me. Smh

It was once the video was over and main courses were being served that Rick decided to make his rounds. Once this cycle of greeting and conversing passed, he was permitted to leave and go about his day. His father had taken his words about Roc Nation to heart, because as soon as he was finished eating, he was going to schedule something with Jay Z as soon as possible to at least begin brainstorming. It left Ricardo tasked with giving the check, which was fine with him. It wouldn't be the first time that Carlos left him with a fifty million dollar check. He stopped, firstly, at the Alvarez family table, getting a peck on the cheek from Cynthia and an uncomfortable sneer from Esmee. She gave him a different reaction from Sienna's. Sienna would simply sneer and make a quip. Esmee seemed...put off by his attention and it made him laugh a little, especially when Cynthia told her to behave. After that, he made his way over to the Buchanan family table, pausing behind Charlotte's chair. "And here's the happy and proud family," Rick greeted with a charming smile, meeting Charlotte's parents' gazes first. "Sir, ma'am, you have a perspicacious daughter. And, of course, with your hard work, I'm sure." Once that was settled and he nodded to their significant others, Rick's gaze fell on Rose and Lottie. "Rose," he purred with a wink. Finally, he grinned at Charlotte, dangling the check at her playfully. "And my favorite future US president. As always, you were great. I would stay, but I have important matters to attend to. Where do I drop this little thing off?" He knew where, he just wanted to mess with her.

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To say that Sienna's unexpected compliment made Tori uncomfortable was an understatement. Not only was it unnecessary and unexpected, but it didn't feel genuine. She was probably being paranoid, but why would Sienna call her over "just to see her face" and invite her to sit with them. The lack of enthusiasm in Jane's agreement that she was pretty had her wanting to slap the heiress in the face, but she was too skeptical of the situation to focus on the airhead. She was sure that Sienna was toying with her and it bothered her immensely that she wasn't in control. She could only curse herself for agreeing to make the post about Sydney. If Sienna had outed her about starting the rumor about Charlotte and exposed her gossip blogs, that would have been bad. But now, she was in a position where Sienna could still release all of that information plus that she leaked the Vincent/Sydney scandal to the public. Not only would she face all of the consequences of the first scenario, but Sydney Vale would never be her friend, and actually, would probably come after her. According to some of the rumors Victoria had heard following the posts, Sydney already assumed the worst; that it was Sienna who ran the blog and made the post. It wasn't like Victoria could reciprocate and hold that over her head, because it was already speculated over. It wouldn't be big news. So, she was trapped. She could remain a loyal minion of Sienna's to protect herself and her chance at becoming popular, while relinquishing the power over her blog that she coveted, or refuse, and essentially commit social suicide. It was a lose, lose situation, but for now, she had to go with the first choice.

"Oh... thanks!" Victoria responded in a nervous, half-hearted manner as she brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She didn't know if the compliment was a joke or genuine, since she wasn't friends with Sienna, but knew that she couldn't just remain silent. Before she could sit down as Sienna directed, a nightmarish situation unfolded. Sydney Vale was headed their way.

She found out... Oh my God... she found out! She knows I posted it. Maybe Sienna was lying, and Sydney never slept with Vincent, and this was some elaborate plan by the two of them to give them some reason to tear me apart. Sydney's going to hate me. I never should have pos-

Victoria had fixed a superficial smile on her face as Sydney spoke to Jane, attempting to hide the mental breakdown she was having. Her mind was racing with regrets over the post as she awaited the moment that Sydney revealed that her social life was over, but when the blonde acknowledged her, it was only with a quick glance and an underhanded comment hinting that she was glad Charlotte won presidency over her. "Yeah, she did great," Victoria agreed, again in a forced cheerful tone. If she were blind or decorated this place in pitch darkness I would say she did great. But this? Oh, please! Victoria normally savored the attention that Sydney Vale gave her, but now she was relieved when both of the blondes decided to leave the table. It would give her the opportunity to get away too... or so she had hoped. But no, Sienna asked, or indirectly demanded, that she stay and work on what she had been doing until she got back. And as if the answer no was not a part of her vocabulary, Victoria offered a hollow "Definitely!" and manned the table for the next five minutes.

The girls left the ballroom for long enough that Victoria started to overthink again. She wondered if Sienna was admitting to asking Victoria to make the post, but spinning it to make it seem like Victoria tried to hurt Sydney with it. Sienna could easily throw her under the bus and Sydney wouldn't care to consider that it wasn't her fault. She didn't even answer Victoria's texts unless she needed something, why would she believe that Victoria was forced to make the post? Again, she cursed herself for allowing anyone to have this much power over her. She hated it. It made her skin crawl, just thinking about not being in control of, not only her social life, but of her blog. The one place she had to shoot back at the bitches who brushed her off, was now on the brink of being exposed. One wrong move, one slip of saying "no, bitch" aloud, rather than in her head to Sienna, and it was over. This is not okay! But then, before she had time to process what was happening, Sienna was back and then gone again, leaving her only with a threat that Victoria knew not to test. "Of course not!" was all that she could get out before the red eyed girl had packed up her bags and disappeared from her line of vision. She wasn't going to post anything right now, and definitely not something about Sienna directly, but could Victoria really resist a scandal like this? She didn't even know what this was, but the look on Sienna's face, matched with Sydney's lack of presence spelled scandal. And Victoria was all over that.

To: Charlotte
Great job up there :)! Sienna left, looked upset :(. Know what's up?

To: Carolina
Wanna run the social media for SGA for the rest of the event? Sienna bailed... looked upset. :/ I hope she's okay! Any idea what happened?

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    "So... You're boyfriend's going to be mad because he is in that video?" Her father's wife, Tatiana asked as she tilted her head in confusion from what Rosie had just told them about Brent and Lottie. Lottie groaned for the fifth time before shaking her head. "He is not my boyfriend. He's just this little twerp who loves to piss me off. And, he wasn't in it his family was." The blonde Romanian nodded as she finally got it. "Why don't you just tell him you had no idea." James asked as he turned towards his daughter with his arm resting behind his chair. "You don't know Barclay. He's unreasonable, and ill-tempered, 'sides, I don't have to explain a damn thing to him." Lottie concluded as she took a sip of her diet coke. James simply nodded. "That's my girl." Lottie and James smirked and hide their chuckles from their disapproving ex-wife and mother who just shook her head and looked at Rosie. "She doesn't have to but, she will." Rosie added. Lottie just groaned but, before she could object she felt someone come up behind her seat.

    "And here's the happy and proud family," Lottie took a sigh of relief as she heard Ricky's voice. She turned towards the 'king' with a smile. They weren't best friends but, they were close enough plus she was probably one of the only people who had the balls to call him on his player ways without being afraid of what he was going to say. She called it how she saw it, which you had to respect. "Sir, ma'am, you have a perspicacious daughter. And, of course, with your hard work, I'm sure." She watched both of her parents offer a smile towards Ricky watching his focus turn to their dates and then to Rose. "Rose."

    You see, unlike Lottie who saw Ricky as averagely attractive, Rosie saw him as one of the sexiest guys she had ever seen in her life. "Rick." Rosie said back to him before winking. Lottie just smirked before rolling her eyes. When he turned towards her, she cleared throat as she looked up at him. "And my favorite future US president. As always, you were great. I would stay, but I have important matters to attend to. Where do I drop this little thing off?" She smirked as she looked over towards the donation table."Hey, that means a lot comin' from my favorite little heartthrob. You can turn them in right over--.." Right when she spoke she turned to her phone when it went off and read the message from Sienna. Lottie licked her lips before grabbing her phone and the check from Ricky's hand. "Actually, I'll show you where they go. I'll be back in a jiffy guys." She scooted her chair back and smiled towards the table before walking away with Ricky in tow. To the unseeing eye, Ricardo's relaxed smirk never changed and he seemed unfazed by Charlotte's response. After all, hearing it at face value, it was nothing more than a response between friends. However, after a few years of friendship, even he detected the sarcasm interlaced with the easy sweetness Charlotte Buchanan was known for. And it amused him, causing his lips to give a slight twitch that only she could see. He had been prepared to leave directly after Charlotte replied to him, but then the check was out of his hand. One of Rick's dark eyebrows rose in interest as Charlotte stood, but he said nothing at first. He simply allowed her to grasp a hold of his hand. Upon her tug, Rick glanced back at the rest of the family. "You all." His gaze fell on Rose for a second, "Rose." Finally back to the family as Charlotte pulled him away, "Enjoy the rest of your afternoon."

    When they made it to the back, she put the check in the box with the others before turning to Ricky with her right hand on her hip with her left resting on the table as she raised an eyebrow. Once at the donation box, Rick watched with amused interest as Charlotte placed his check in herself, joking lightly. "If you wanted to be alone with me so badly, Buchanan, all you had to do was ask." It was an unnecessary comment, but teasing nonetheless. Above any girl, Charlotte was the one he knew he could never talk into his bed. It made their friendship a bit more genuine as there was nothing else there, just two people throwing digs at one another all for the sake of playful banter. "Now enlighten me, Ricky. What are you planning and why you want Sienna to talk to Vincent?"

    Lottie rolled her eyes and kept her eyes on him. She got enough of the banter for today. At her inquiry, he turned away and glanced up at the ceiling, humming to himself in a mocking thoughtful manner. As he looked up at the ceiling Lottie's eyes filled with more annoyance. Finally, with a lascivious grin, his dark eyes met her piercing blue. "Why are you concerned? Afraid he'll stop flirting with you?"

    "Please, Vincent flirting with me is the last thing I need or want in my life. She said as she smiled as a junior girl walked past the two and said hi. She turned her attention back to Ricky and the question at hand. "Ricky, seriously. Sienna has already lost Sydney and Vincent as friends this year, not to mention that Vince cheated on her with Sydney. So, what the point of getting the two of them to talk and trying to play their matchmaker or whatever?"

    Ricky didn't even react to Charlotte's original comment, simply rolling his eyes at the next words that came out of her mouth. [b]"Matchmaker, huh? That's kinda cute. Sia's doing, I bet?"
    He didn't intend to receive a response to that, but he also wasn't about to outwardly show his frustration. They were at a social event, after all, and he wouldn't lose his composure with so many of his father's colleagues and drinking buddies around. So, he turned away from Charlotte a bit, allowing his gaze to rove over the ballroom with a pleasant smile as he stated, "I get that you're protective of her, I do. Which was why I've been flirting with Sienna in that dumb ass's face, I'll have you know."

    Pausing for a moment, Rick glanced back at Charlotte and although his face in its entirety said displayed nothing but playful in the eyes of everyone who would see them, he stared at Charlotte imploringly. "Say what you want about Vincent, but he does care about her. Love her, even. He's just...putting on a show and trying to impress whomever he's trying to impress. It's a waste of time, really, and I'm not as amused as before. And for the record, I care about Sia. Which is why they need to talk. You may think keeping them apart is what's best for them - or her, really - but it's not. And instead of acting like kids and running from each other the second one of them gets jealous, it's about time they start acting like adults, don't you think?" He had a point, she would never say that but, he did.

    She sighed sharply before nodding, keep her eyes toward the entrance and away from Rick. "Fine, you might have a point. But... What if it backfires and--..and it only makes things worst? Then what are you gonna do?" She asked with concern as turned her eyes back to Ricky's. She was no longer irritated over him trying to get the to talk, she couldn't be. She knew he meant well once he explained and she had to respect him trying to get the two to talk... now. But, now she was worried and concerned. What if did only make things worst? Then what? She already had to see Sienna upset over Sydney and have to comfort her. She didn't want to have to rush to her close friend's side once more because something happened with Vincent.Ricardo expelled a large quantity of air, shoving his hands into the pockets of his expensive pants.

    He honestly did not want to think of this not working out, mostly because he didn't want another year of foolishness. The longing looks his best friend cast Sienna's way when he thought no one was listening needed to come to fruition. So, he stated with a lack of delicacy, "Then the dumb ass loses her forever and you help Sienna officially move on. I already told him that." Sighing again, Rick nodded to a few lacrosse players who were headed to the front door. Rather decidedly, he straightened whatever crookedness his mind has deemed was in his suit before staring surreptitiously at Charlotte, "Now, if you don't mind, this Good Samaritan bullshit has left me parched. See you tomorrow, Charlotte." Giving her a wink and a warm clasp on the shoulder, Ricardo turned and headed for the exit in pursuit of a scotch at the nearest bar. As he walked away, she just rolled her eyes as she shook her head. He was definitely one of a kind. She couldn't think about it much before her phone went off, she raised an eyebrow as she saw Tori's name and the text that was under it. She chuckled as she shook her head as she responded. She really thought Lottie was going to tell her anything? Please, Lottie was from the South, that didn't make her an idiot. She quickly sent her text before deciding it was time to return to her table.

    To : Tori

    Thanks Tori, that means a lot! <3 And yea, I saw her leave when I was on stage but, idk why. Sorry hun. :(

    With luck, Brent couldn't find her and left... Probably not but, a girl could dream. She sat back down only to hear her parents getting into it over who had a better chance at a successful future; Lottie or Rosie while Rose was texting on of her friends, not even paying any mind to the ex-couple while their significant others just stayed out of it. They didn't need to get involved.


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Sienna had told Victoria not to post about what had went on at Charlotte's event, but that meant what had went on between she and Sydney. It was definitely an altercation that could lead to some really good gossip and Victoria could imagine the amount of likes and comments a post about it would get on Facebook, and how many times it would be retweeted and favorited on Twitter. It probably wouldn't beat out the posts about the Sienna, Vincent and Sydney scandal, but it might come close, considering how many new followers the original posts had brought her. She was tempted to just disregard Sienna's threat and post. She wasn't comfortable with the control over her own blogs being threatened, and even more so by one of the girl's that already have everything that anyone could ever want. Did she really need to ruin the one outlet that Victoria had for getting back at girl's like her? At the same time, right now, the consequences of posting about Sydney and Sienna's emotional chat seemed more detrimental than allowing Sienna too much control over her. That didn't mean that her social media pages had to go inactive today. Even if the drama wasn't revolving around the drama queen and queen bee, there was always drama lurking somewhere in the upper east side. And today, the drama was just handed to her.

A sophomore Constance Billard student who Victoria had blasted on the page last week over sleeping with a senior girl's boyfriend had messaged her a picture of what looked like Charlotte Buchanan and Brent Barclay about to kiss. She had sent it to the gossip page in a private message, begging that the post about her be taken down in exchange for this new gossip tip. It seemed like a fair deal, especially since Victoria despised Charlotte Buchanan far more than some irrelevant younger girl. So, after a little bit of digging, she came up with the perfect post.


7:02 PM
How many of my lovely little followers were at the ALS event thrown by CB's very own, Charlotte Buchanan? And how many of you had enough strength to watch that drag of a video that she forced us to sit through? For those of you who didn't (and I'm sure that's most of you), don't worry, I'll fill you in. There was a guest appearance in the vid by Saint Jude's fav drug dealer, Brent Barclay. And why should you care, you ask? Check out the pic below... Brent and Lottie look to be more than just friends, don't ya think? And what are the chances that out of every charity in New York, Charlotte chooses the one that has been supporting her boyfriend's family for years? Coincidence or corruption? Hmm... leave your thoughts in the comments!


It was posted to the anonymous Facebook page and Victoria was more than satisfied with herself. She closed her laptop, knowing that by the time she returned to it after dinner, it would probably have 100+ likes and more than double the amount of comments. The family's chef had made a Fettuccine Alfredo dish tonight, but most of it was sealed away in the refrigerator for her father to reheat later. Despite it being seven o'clock on a Sunday, he was still at the office. It wasn't out of the norm, and when the chef had finished cleaning up and left, Victoria finished her meal alone.

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Monday, September 7, 2015| After School 3: 15


Despite the drama not being as much on her as it had been during the weekend, Sienna was still feeling the repercussions of her actions and what Victoria did to Charlotte. In a matter of minutes, social media for their school had gone haywire. It was almost as bad as the post about Sydney, Vincent and Sienna. From what Sienna had gathered, people were coming out of left field saying this and that about Charlotte Buchanan. Some of them believed it, others didn't, and a good few just liked the drama enough to spread it. Sienna herself had to clear up a few things with SGA alumnae who had contacted her and it was not pretty. Even with that and trying to console Charlotte as best as she could, she was dealing with her classmates being...well, weird.

For instance, just as she was leaving class after the first ring of the bell, a few girls she had been nice to once before, sophomores, came with her favorite drink from Starbucks. A salted caramel mocha in a grande size. Literally, after class. It was still warm and had an extra drizzle of caramel, and all Sienna could do was thank them and keep moving on her fast stride. Or, for another instance, how she had immediately had a small circle around her the second she and Esmee had arrived on campus and the only reason they left was because she told them to. It was...disconcerting and the least of her worried. She had to sink her claws into an uppity Tori, see about Charlotte, reschedule any time she might have put aside for Vincent...check on Adam...

...right, Adam. It gave Sienna pause outside of Constance's main building at the top of the stairs and she pulled her phone out, a bit taken aback by the text she had received last night from one of her friends. It wouldn't have bothered her if all she had was the first part of the text. She could have assumed that Adam sent her a text that was meant for...one of his parents, she guessed? That made sense. What didn't make sense was the last part. Who hated Adam? Last she had checked, Adam had stopped talking to her over the last few months, not the other way around. With everything that had gone down, she hadn't even had the chance to talk to Connor about him. And also, what were they supposed to have known? It left Sienna confused and lost, which was why she had to stop and send a few texts out.

To: Charlotte
Look, I'm on trying 2 get this post down. I promise. But something's wrong & I have to take care of it. Evry1's probably driving u crazy, do you want me 2 get u out of the city 4 the nite? U & Rosie can stay at my house 4 2nite. Also, don't respond to that post just yet or make any commentary online. It won't help. It'll be an immediate reaction & no one's gonna take it seriously

To: Connor
Have u talked to Adam? I got this really weird text last nite & he's been ignoring me. I was thinking of seeing him b4 dealing w/ Charlotte. U wanna come?

To: Vincent
As u can see, shit has hit the fan. Wanna reschedule on a movie nite 4 2morrow?

To: Carrie
Tryna send Charlotte off 2 my house in Long Island 4 the nite to get her away from all this drama. Wanna come? Gotta check on something first, but u can go w/ her? It might convince her 2 go & she really doesn't need 2 b here with crazy stalkers writing lies about her

Once those messages were sent, Sienna didn't bother messaging Adam about visiting. She would just show up. She had not seen him all day and when she had asked a few of the art students, someone said something about his home saying that he wasn't feeling well. Which was...not weird, but it left her feeling even more concerned than before. However, there was one more thing Sienna needed to take care of and it's name began with a V. Steeling her expression, Sienna strode down the stairs and went on the other side of the wall into a small courtyard on Constance grounds, hidden only by the large staircase leading into the building. Once there, she took a sip of her drink while dialing a number. She didn't even wait for a response before she immediately went off, still trying to keep her voice down to a hiss in case anyone tried to listen in from this vantage point, "I don't know how a person with an exceptionally high IQ could be so dumb as to post about the same person I caught her trying to fuck over when all of this started. Like, I honestly give no fucks about why you did it or even where you got your info from. If you don't want your new nickname to be Gossip Bitch and your face to be rearranged, which I will gladly see to happening with my own hands, get that fucking post down." Not wanting for a confirmation, Sienna ended the call just like that, clutching the device in her hand tightly. She had waited, Tori had squirmed, and now Sienna had to wait to see if the bitch wanted to do this the easy way or the high way.

How in the hell Sydney did this on a daily basis, she would never know!

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Unlike the last post she had made, with this one, Victoria didn't even feel a tad bit guilty. For one, she was only hurting Charlotte Buchanan, the girl who had stolen her seat as class president. Secondly, it was a lie. There was no way that Charlotte had any feelings for Brent. He was the epitome of what she despised... or so it seemed. When she had put Sydney and Vincent on blast, her conscience had tugged at her relentlessly for that entire night, and even today, it still hadn't settled down. She liked Sydney a lot, and even though the blonde disregarded her existence half of the time, Victoria still had hope that they could be friends. And with that hope in mind, she felt guilty for hurting her future-friend with something that wasn't just a silly rumor. This was real, and even though Sydney didn't seem to miss a beat in combating the rumor, it had to have hurt her at least a little bit. Victoria couldn't stand to think that she was the cause of that, and that she had let Sienna talk her or more accurately, blackmail, her into doing it. That was why, when the school day ended, Victoria deleted the post about Sydney and Vincent. It had benefited her for a few days by getting tons of traffic to her blog and keeping Sienna off of her back, but that tie had definitely been severed by now, and besides, the post about Charlotte was doing pretty well on its own. It wasn't Sydney level - Victoria would never compare Charlotte Buchanan to Sydney Vale, but it did its just at causing its own firestorm.

To: Carolina
We have to start planning for the admissions tours that start next week for next year's potential freshman. I'm sure Lottie is super stressed :( so we can start on our own. I'm in front of school rn. Come or meet me at my house in 30 :)!

To: Sydney
Hey Sydney :)! Omg I forgot to ask you, but where did you get the dress you were wearing yesterday at the ALS event? It was gorgeous!!

She sat on the front steps of the school, one leg crossed over the other as she sent out a few texts and waited for her driver. When her phone lit up with Sienna's name, she didn't even caution to answer it. She and Sienna hadn't crossed paths at all during the school day, but Victoria knew that she was going to bump into her eventually. While she knew good and well that making that post about Charlotte was going to end the already unpleasant relationship she had with Sienna, she also was smart enough to know that it was going to be easier on her to deal with Sienna via phone than in person. At least for now. She was just starting to make strides in her quest for popularity, and the power that came with that would come with time. For now, she was okay with Sienna trying to act like she was the most powerful person in the Upper East Side. If she was, she wouldn't have resorted to using Victoria's blog to get back at Sydney Vale. If she was, she wouldn't be making empty threats at physical violence. Sienna was feisty, but did an up and coming celebrity and the daughter of a politician really think that an assault charge and lawsuit would do anything but ruin her life? Victoria was strangely feeling cocky enough to smirk as Sienna hissed at her through the phone. Her reaction definitely would have been quite different if it was a face to face confrontation, but for now, she felt like the tides were turning in her favor. Before long, she would have Sydney Vale on her side and she wouldn't have to worry about Sienna at all.

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It had never been hard for Carolina to stay out of the Upper East Side's drama, but this year was testing that three-year streak. The gossip blog had went for Charlotte before, but this? This was on a whole different level than that post about Charlotte sleeping her way to the top, and everyone seemed to know it. Carolina knew that the rumor wasn't true. Charlotte was the best class president that Constance Billard had seen in years. She was smart, kind, charismatic, and truly dedicated to her position as president. There wasn't a chance in a million years that she would specifically funnel SGA donations into a charity to benefit herself, or her boyfriend, which Carolina was also positive was a blatant lie.

When the school day finished, Carolina knew she had to talk to Charlotte. She couldn't even imagine how the girl had held up all day when that rumor had taken off like a wildfire. Most people probably knew that it was fictitious but it was especially true that gossip was a favorite pastime in this school of all places. Plus, the idea of prim and proper Charlotte Buchanan doing something so scandalous probably made it even more enticing.

It was incredibly strange for Carolina to transition from taking a series of buses back home to having a personal town car with her own driver waiting for her outside of school. She had almost started walking towards the bus stop a few blocks away when Maxwell waved her over. After a short discussion, he explained that Jane wasn't taking the car back with them as she had opted to go with Sydney in her car, but that the two girls would be returning to the Lynch penthouse as well. He probably informed her as more of a fair warning than anything, and Carolina appreciated it. The last thing that she needed right now was to have to deal with Jane's attitude, especially with the Queen Bee by her side, especially when she was already going out of her way with Jane. This morning Nicole had pleaded with her to help Jane with some assignment that she was supposed to have submitted today, and just to get her off her back, Carolina had agreed. She planned on knocking out that assignment quickly and then asking Lottie to meet up to see how she was holding up. But then Victoria texted her, reminding her of the tours that SGA was expected to help host for potential new students next week.

To: Tori
Hey I have to help Jane with some assignment but it shouldn't take me long. Why don't you come here? Jane's house. I'll invite Rosie and Lottie and the rest of the senior officers

To: Sienna
Supposed to be doing shit for Jane tn -_- i think she's bringing barbie back here too. tell me ur coming with them? i think tori's coming over anyway to start working on plans for the tours next week so come over and help

To: Charlotte
hey girlie :/ you doing okay? no one even believes that it's true. everyone knows you're the best pres we've ever had. if u and rosie r feeling up to it, tori's coming over to start doing some planning for the tours next week. if not, don't even worry. we got this.

Carolina had no intentions of speaking to Jane once she got up to the penthouse. Ignoring someone in such a large house wasn't a very difficult thing to do. However, once she had settled into her room and changed into a more comfortable outfit, she realized that Jane hadn't given her the rubric or assignment sheet for the paper. She considered texting Jane, but doubted the girl would answer, and after failing to conquer the intercom system after a few attempts, was forced to trudge down the hall to Jane's bedroom. The door was cracked open and her light knock pushed it open even farther. "Jane, do you have the rubric for the assignment you needed help with? I need to start it now because I have SGA stuff to do later." Not like you have any respect for my schedule to begin with... She opted not to acknowledge Sydney Vale who was also in the room. It wasn't like she had acknowledged her a single time over their three years together at Constance Billard.

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[font=timesnewroman]Victoria was in the middle of responding to Carolina's text to agree to meet at Jane's house instead of hers. She wasn't particularly excited to be in Jane's home, but she had watched her and Sydney get into the same car minutes earlier, so in the worst case scenario, Jane would be there, but Sydney would be as well. She only stopped texting when her phone screen lit up with Brent Barclay's name. He was calling her and as she stood up and began to walk home, she answered the call. She and Brent were as unlikely of friends as any other "normal" girl in the Upper East Side would say they were to him. She didn't buy drugs from him, wasn't interested in him romantically, and had no connections that would link them to being friends. What had led her to him during sophomore year was that he knew people's secrets. Being a drug dealer to kids who lived such posh and proper lives meant that he knew who had problems and with what. Most teenagers weren't born addicts. They had problems, be it at home, at school, or with friends, that were pushing them to the drugs, and more times than not, Brent had at least a vague idea as to why he was selling to his clients. Making up rumors on a whim or using things that she had heard through the grapevine had gotten her blog off the ground, but the real drama that Brent informed her of through his connections is what made the blog big. Fabricated stories, like the one about Charlotte were always fun but when it came down to it, posts that weren't lies, like the one about Sydney and Vincent, were the ones that made the big difference. And this phone call brought her one more of those worthwhile stories.

"Really, Tori? Charlotte and I are dating? What the fuck's wrong with you?"

"Oh, calm down, Brent. It's not like that would hurt anyone's image other than her's. You should be thanking me."

"Yeah, 'cause you threw my family into this shit and made it look like we're begging for donations? That's what I should be thanking you for?"

"No, because I made it look like you're dating one of the most lusted over girls in our class, and freaked her out enough that she's never going to bother you again unless she wants more photos of the two of you posted together. So, you should be home free if you ever want to sell at one of her lackluster events again, all thanks to me," she said, smiled proudly although he couldn't see it. Her reasoning made sense, at least to her. No one would really care about the controversy over Brent's family because it wasn't like they were anyone to begin with. The weren't a politician-actress couple like the Alvarez's, or powerful CEO's like so many of the other Upper East Side parents. They were just a couple of ordinary joes who happened to create a child like Brent who was unusually intelligent compared to their very average selves. None of the kids at Constance Billard or Saint Jude's would even bat an eye over the idea of them stealing money, especially when their son was already a criminal. Victoria was sure he was overreacting about that part, and the benefits that she listed were strong enough to outweigh even an ounce of concern that any classmates had over Brent's family. "Now, while I have you on the phone. I have a question for you."

"If it's the kind of question I think it is, you better make sure you're wallet's ready too." Victoria could sense him smirking through the phone now. Good gossip came at a price, and with Brent Barclay, it seemed to be a high one. Victoria didn't mind this though. Money was one of the few things that her father offered her in abundance and she took advantage of it. Sparing a couple hundred dollars to find out some dirt on Piper Vine, the bitch who had supposedly slept with her (ex)boyfriend, Ed, would be a worthwhile investment.

"I'll bring your payment over tonight if I get good enough information. Now, I know that you know Piper Vine, so don't try to tell me otherwise."

"She's just friends with Kelley, really. That's how I know her."

"Cut the bullshit, Brent. I've seen you talking to her with my own eyes. Anyway, your sweet little friend Piper slept with Ed at Sydney's party?"

"Who the fuck is Ed?"

"My boyfriend! Well, my ex-boyfriend.. You've met him before. He came to Emma Wilson's party last spring? I introduced him to you? He just transferred to your school...?" The silence on the other end indicated that she was getting no where with him. "That's not the point! The point is that Piper slept with him and now I need to handle her. The only way that you and her would be friends is through your 'business', so, what does she buy from you?" Tori hoped that it was something hard, maybe cocaine or meth, that would completely ruin Piper's image. If it was only marijuana, like she suspected, she would be able to work with it and spin it into something bigger, but the hard drugs would make things easy for her. She was a model, anyone. Wasn't it a 'thing' that all models did coke?

"Piper doesn't buy shit from me."

"Don't insult my intelligence, Brent."

"I'm not even playing with you. She'll come by sometimes with Jane, but it's never to buy for herself."

Tori's eyes lit up. Her original intention had been to ruin Piper, and that was something that she was going to have to do still, without a doubt, but Jane Lynch bought from Brent too? The Jane Lynch? Daughter of a billionaire, buying her way through life, dumb bitch, Jane Lynch, was a druggie? Her blog was going to be on fire this week. "Jane Lynch buys from you?" She couldn't contain her excitement as she questioned him further. "What in the world do you sell her?" Brent paused for a moment, enough for Victoria to add in, "I think this is the best tip you've ever given me. I'll double our normal rate, I just need these details, Brent."

"Just shit to lose weight. Prescription shit, you know, Adderall, Ritalin, that type of stuff."

"Perfect," she beamed. She had no real reason to hurt Jane right now, but she didn't have any real reason to hurt Charlotte either. Her problems with both of the girls were more problems with herself than anything else. She was jealous of Charlotte for being so well-liked and winning the spot of president, and jealous of Jane for being Sydney's best friend. Those deep set dislikes were enough for her to convince herself that both girls had wronged her enough for her to wrong them back, but she didn't want to take the shine away from the post about Charlotte just yet. Plus, Sienna was surely plotting her next move to get Tori to take the post down, and Victoria was smart enough to not underestimate the means that Sienna would go to to get her way. Having a little bit of collateral, some damaging information on another one of her very close friends, someone who she was expected to be even closer to with than Charlotte, would definitely serve as a good deterrent to keep Sienna from trying too much. The tides had definitely turned. Victoria hoped so, at least.

Instead of posting, after hanging up, she finished her text to Carolina and hailed a cab to take her to the hotel the Lynch's lived in. When she arrived and was buzzed in, she followed up with another text.

To: Carolina
Sure, sounds good :) OMW to your place now!

Coming up, are Charlotte and Rosie here too?

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Only seconds after Sydney insinuated that Sienna was purposely ignoring her texts in favor of Charlotte, her phone pinged with texts from both Sienna and Piper. Jane's face instantly took on an expression reading "how dare they?!" as she skimmed the messages. Without thinking, she flung her phone across the bed to where Sydney was sitting. "I can't even believe them!" she hissed. Both of her friends had been honest and probably more gentle than she deserved, considering that Jane knew neither of them wanted to be around Sydney but continued to insist they do so. Still, Jane was used to getting her way and she wasn't happy with both of them rejecting her, especially in a way that hinted that neither of them wanted to hang out with she and Sydney in a closed setting any time soon. "I think you're right. Sienna's trying to ditch us for Charlotte! Us for Charlotte! It's weird to even say that out loud!"

Within seconds, Jane's phone was sent flying in her direction and as she unlocked the phone and read the first couple of messages on it, an eyebrow quirked. A barely noticeable smirk surfaced as she read, and Jane started ranting. First of all, Piper, I don't want to hang out with you in private either. I don't want to hang out with you in public, for that matter, and you should be grateful that I've even let you get this far. What a stupid, stupid bitch. Next was Sienna's message, the more recent of the two. It was harder to run a petty commentary on this one because she and Sienna had more of a reason to avoid each other than Piper did. Piper was obviously just jealous and intimidated by her, so Sydney could spin her into being a bitch, but with Sienna, it was going to be more tricky. She was going to have to toy with Jane's emotions if she wanted to vilify Sienna. It wasn't the nicest thing to do but judging by Jane's reaction, it wouldn't be the hardest thing to do either. "She thinks she's better than you. Did you see how she has '50 other things to be worried about', over you?" Maybe that wasn't exactly how Sienna had phrased it... "Honestly, Jane, I think she's always been like that. I'm the one who has had to deal with this side of her, the side of her that thinks she's so much more important than you and I, and I was okay with that. Like, I can stand up to Sienna and deal with how toxic she can be, but now she's trying to do that to you and I think that's a step too far." Sydney stood up and placed Jane's phone back in her hand, comfortingly rubbing Jane's in the process. This was wrong... doing this was wrong, but Sydney was going to give it a shot. "First she posts about me, and then she posts about Charlotte... I think it only makes sense that she's going to come for you next."

Jane was falling for Sydney's biased influencing because it seemed like it made sense. Between how dramatic she could be, and how Sienna was normally such a good friend that she would put herself into uncomfortable situations just to make Jane happy, the sudden change seemed to make sense. Sydney's badmouthing seemed less like badmouthing than it did logical reasoning and when she quieted down to let Sydney speak, she was left chewing on her bottom lip nervously. "You don't think that she really wrote that about Lottie, though, right?" Jane asked. Her riled up mood had dropped when Sydney suggested that she might be the next target of what was apparently Sienna's wrath. She didn't argue that Sienna had written the post about Sydney because that, especially, did seem to make sense. With the way that dinner had went, and knowing the pent up anger that Sienna must have had over it, it seemed like she would want the world to know about that affair more than anyone else. But Charlotte? Why would Sienna go after her?

It was a good thing that Sydney was a quick thinker because she really didn't have any set reason to explain why Sienna would post about Charlotte. Sydney was sure that Sienna was behind that blog but even she couldn't come up with a reason for why Sienna would go after Lottie. "Think about it, Jane. Sienna probably suspected that you and I were getting tired of this bully that she's become, so she knew Charlotte was her only other option as a real friend. It would look bad for her to just suddenly run to Charlotte when you and I drop her, so in her crazy, delusional mind, it made sense for her to try to come out looking like the hero. She wrote that post about Charlotte, so that she could get closer to her by comforting her over it and making it seem like she genuinely wanted to be friends with her, and that she's just not a second-choice friend." It made sense to Sydney, but it was definitely possible that it was too complicated for Jane to follow.

Jane knew what Sydney was saying. She wasn't completely sure that she believed it, but she wasn't completely sure that she didn't believe it either. The person that Sydney was describing wasn't the Sienna that Jane loved, but maybe it was possible that there was a darker side in her. A side dark enough to secretly be the bad guy, just so she could be the good guy to your face. And if Sydney was so sure that she was going to come for her next, Jane had even more of a reason to be nervous. "I don't know... I guess that's possible."

The seed of doubt had been planted and that was all that Sydney needed to see for now. "I'm just trying to look out for you, but I guess we should enjoy our spa day. It'll be more fun with just the two of us anyway," she smiled, linking arms with Jane as they left her room. They were almost in the makeshift spa room when voices became audible, and with a few more steps, Sydney matched them to Carolina, Charlotte and Victoria. Even as children, Sydney had always brushed Victoria Walsh off as being a wannabe. Today, that assumption wasn't far from true, but while refusing to accept her as one of her own, Sydney had also failed to realize the potential in her. The potential aside from being an everyday minion. She received texts from Victoria frequently, commenting on how great the photos from her party looked, asking if she could get an invitation, complimenting her on an outfit, or a social media post, and so on. Most of the time, Sydney didn't reply because she didn't need to, but today, she decided it was time to take a closer look at Victoria. She had been hanging out with Sienna at Charlotte's event yesterday. Maybe she was worth more than Sydney pinned her to be. Without an ounce of care if she was interrupting something, Sydney tugged Jane into the kitchen where the girls were working. She opted to only acknowledge Victoria, since she had seen Carolina before, and simply wasn't in the mood to converse with Charlotte. "Tori, come hang out with Jane and I." It was a demand more than an offer, but in the presence of Carolina, who could potentially sway Jane's family's opinions of her, she kept a smile on.

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"I know you can," Carolina agreed when Charlotte insisted that she could hold her own against Sydney and Jane. "But being prepared never hurts," she added with a wink as she slipped onto one of the high top chairs to the island and flipped open her laptop. Carolina knew that Charlotte was more involved in Constance Billard's social scene than she was. She probably wasn't as involved as the other Buchanan twin, but her presence was known nonetheless, and Carolina knew that she had even been friends with Sydney at one point. Maybe that was why Charlotte was calmer than Carolina thought she would be. Unlike her, Charlotte did have some experience dealing with these mean girls on a personal level, so even though this new rumor was really bad, it probably wasn't as much of a shock to Charlotte as it would be if something like that happened to her.

"I don't know, she should be on her way here," Carolina offered with a shrug when Charlotte asked about Victoria. She was ready to text Tori to ask her herself, when she saw that Sienna and Piper had texted her since Charlotte arrived. Both of them had similar messages: don't trust Tori. It was definitely random, especially with both coming only moments apart from each other, but Carolina didn't think too much of it, because she didn't know what she could think of it. She had only barely been briefed on drama and she was already sure that she didn't want to know any more of it, especially with Tori on her way to the house now. Before she could respond to either girl or text Tori herself, Tori finally texted her and said that she was here. "Speaking of the devil," Carolina laughed, "she's here now. Let me get her." With that, she was out of the kitchen and down the hall into the foyer where the elevator let out.

"Hey love!" Tori squealed, apparently in a very good mood as she burst out of the elevator and gave Carolina a tight squeeze.

It was strange and Carolina didn't hide it as she furrowed her eyebrows and flashed Tori a smile, but with a look of suspicion. "Happy to see me?" she returned jokingly, shrugging Tori's arms away as soon as possible.


"When am I not?" Tori beamed. "Let's get to work on these tours, though. And you never answered my text!"

"Charlotte's here," Carolina said, still a little taken aback by the enthusiastic greeting she had just gotten. Did it have anything to do with what Sienna and Piper were warning her about? Victoria seemed happy and energetic but that didn't seem like something that constituted any mistrust or worry. A second later, they were in the kitchen where Tori would be able to see for herself that it was just she and Charlotte. "So, now that we're all here, shall we begin?" Carolina questioned, sitting back down. She glanced at Charlotte over her laptop but couldn't give her any sort of look with Victoria so close by.


"I'm surprised to see you here," she chirped as a greeting to Charlotte, before smiling. "Pleasantly surprised, though." Victoria set up her laptop next to the girls and though she had ideas for the tours herself, waited for Charlotte to start the conversation about them. It didn't get very far before the trio were interrupted by Sydney and Jane. Victoria couldn't have cared any less about the latter, despite her being the reason for her currently elevated good mood, but it didn't take more than a millisecond for Victoria to flip her laptop shut and hop off of her chair when Sydney invited her to hang out. Her desperation was probably apparent by the way she nearly ran to the door at the offer, but Victoria didn't care. Sydney was cooler than Carolina and Charlotte combined, and if they wanted to say something to her about it, so be it. Charlotte had gotten a taste of her wrath, but there was more to come if she wanted to be a bitch.
"You girls don't mind, do you?" she said, though she didn't even wait for them to respond before disappearing into the hall with the duo.

Just as soon as Victoria had arrived, she was gone. She hadn't left with some excuse that she had work to do, or a family emergency, or even that she was tired and didn't feel like doing SGA planning. She left to hang out with Sydney and Jane... What the fuck?! Now, Carolina didn't need to hide her expressive look to Charlotte and when she was sure the girls were far enough down the hall, she vocalized it to. "She was the one who wanted to get together to plan these tours and now she bails? What the hell? Should I text her and tell her to come back?" Carolina didn't want to go down there and confront Victoria about it in front of Sydney and Jane. She didn't care about their opinions, but she also wasn't looking to throw herself into any drama. She did, however, shoot Sienna and Piper responses now.

To: Sienna
Is it bc she's replacing u in that terrible trio u were apart of with Barbie and airhead??? lol she just bailed on me and lottie to hang with ur bffs

To: Piper
lmao something about her has always been off. u no i don't do drama tho so u don't need to warn me ;)

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After his phone call with Victoria, Brent considered that maybe she was right. Compared to Charlotte, he didn't have much to worry about in the social-image-being-ruined respect. In many ways, it wasn't like he had a social image at all. Being a "badass" had been cool for a year or so, since he was coming off of a long road of being a complete nerd, but now he was really just selling drugs and maintaining this side of his personality to help his family stay afloat. If anything, he preferred to blend into the background around most people and aside from a couple of congratulatory comments about dating Lottie from other guys in school, no one had said anything about his family. No one cared and someone's mother being on the verge of dying was something that even the biggest jerk at Saint Jude's would know was not comedic on any level. He hated the idea of his family being thrust into the spotlight, even if no one had cared, mostly because Charlotte had to have known that it was his family. There was absolutely no way that she didn't know, and Brent was positive that the class president had watched that video multiple times before it was shown to make sure that it was perfect. He liked messing with her and liked it when she messed with him back, but something like this just seemed like it was on a whole different playing field. There was still a part of him that wanted to text her and ask her what she was doing, but he had never been serious with Charlotte before and trying to have an emotional, real conversation would just be awkward and uncomfortable. Plus, Victoria had eased his concerns and the promise of a hefty payout over the gossip he leaked about Jane was enough for him to let her off the hook for promoting his mother's health crisis even further.

He didn't directly make any profit off of his deal with Jane and Piper last night, because all of Jane's money went into Piper's pocket, but it had technically just brought him money from Victoria too. Plus, he was sure that all it would take was one sale for Jane to be hooked again and that was going to pay off big this time around. He felt a little bit better over the whole ALS event fiasco, and with the guarantee of lots of money in his future, even better. Rather than return home and potentially have to deal with his brother, who was undoubtedly strung out on drugs, despite it being the middle of the day, Brent headed to the library. He had a few papers to start working on and planned on staying there until it closed. When he arrived twenty minutes later, he settled in at a table in a quite corner nook of the library, set up his laptop and put his ear buds in, although he wasn't playing any music, and sent Kelley a text. He considered texting Piper to tell her that he was going to need her to send Jane his way again soon, but decided not to push it. He thought about texting Charlotte for a while, but wasn't sure what to say. About twenty minutes into his writing, he decided to just send it. Being an ass to her was better than trying to seriously talk about the rumor and feeling uncomfortable.

To: Kelley
Come chill at the library

To: Charlotte
Telling people you're my gf now? I knew you were crazy about me, but calm down Buchanan

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Character Portrait: Charlotte H. Buchanan Character Portrait: Jane Lynch Character Portrait: Sienna Alvarez Character Portrait: Sydney Vale Character Portrait: Piper Vine Character Portrait: Carolina Daily
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Sydney's accusation about Sienna had Jane second guessing a lot. Maybe it was simply dumb of her to trust Sydney at this point, but the way that she had said it made Jane think that it was possible. She added the pieces up in her head over and over, and with each time, she became a little more open to the idea of Sienna being manipulative. It was impossible for her to actually think that Sienna wasn't a good friend because they had years worth of history to prove against that, but maybe she was trying to ditch their friend group. Her text had made it seem like she wasn't willing to reconcile, at least, and right now, Jane was paranoid enough about what she and Piper had done. The last thing she needed was anyone putting her in the spotlight, and if Sienna was trying to link up with Charlotte, Jane considered that she would do the same with Piper as well. Jane liked Piper and probably trusted her more than Sienna and Sydney, but at this point, she wasn't sure if Piper would have her back either.

In an impulsive move, as they headed down the hallway, Jane responded to Piper and Sienna in the group. She didn't say anything to Sydney, partly because she had stopped a few feet back as she addressed Tori in the kitchen doorway, and partly because she didn't want this to seem like it was Sydney influencing her into doing anything. It indirectly was probably what Sydney had hoped would happen, but Jane wasn't thinking that deeply. She wasn't going to send them a long message about how they were being bad friends, because deep down she knew that their reasons not to come were completely valid, but she couldn't pass on an opportunity to be a little dramatic.

To: Sienna, Piper
k you are both really rude

She had been distracted with her phone for long enough that she couldn't protest inviting Victoria to their spa day until she had already accepted the invitation and ran over to them. It was like she didn't even try to hide how desperate she was to hang around them. Jane didn't know that Victoria disliked her a lot, but she disliked her herself. She had always seemed like a wannabe and though Jane had only originally rejected her as a child under Sydney's influence, she had never questioned the decision to outcast her. Even now, when puberty had clearly treated Victoria well and left her looking like someone who could fit in with them, Jane had no intention of befriending Tori, and she had no idea why Sydney would suddenly care about her either. "Um, what?" It was rude but Jane couldn't hide her confusion and annoyance with Sydney for inviting Tori to join them. As if she wasn't already anxious enough, Tori would make it impossible for her to relax any more or have a real conversation with Sydney. "I'll meet you down there, I need a drink." Rather than follow the girls down the hall, she excused herself to stop in the kitchen and as soon as she was in there, she glared at Carolina. "Tell your weirdo friend to stay in here with you," she ordered, only noticing Charlotte after she had spoken. She didn't formally greet Charlotte, but lightened her expression as she looked towards her, transforming it into more of a plea than a demand. Unlike Carolina, Charlotte was on the same level as her and Jane couldn't speak down to her. Especially not after last night, when despite being frantic about that post, Charlotte had still managed to help her with her school work. "I don't even know why she's in my house, but if she's part of your government thing, then keep her away from us."

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"Thanks for inviting me! I am so in need of a spa day."

Sydney smiled, raising her eyebrows a tad as she nodded in response. She had acted out of character in inviting Victoria, and Jane's confused and flustered response proved that, but she wasn't going to be completely friendly to Victoria. She was only here until Sydney figured out how, if at all, she could be used to her benefit. After that, Sydney would have no remorse in Victoria returning to her status as the desperate little follower that she had been since grade school. She didn't feel bad for treating her as if she were disposable, because when it came down to it, she was. Victoria held more status at Constance than many of the other minions that flooded the comment's section on her Instagram pictures, but it wasn't enough to make her an obvious choice of friend. Without Sienna, and according to Piper's text to Jane, her too, Sydney's social circle was going to be a little lighter than normal. That still didn't constitute officiating Tori in as a real friend though, and Sydney cringed at the idea of how ignorant Tori had to be if she thought she really wanted to be friends with her all of the sudden.

"So, do you guys do this often?" Tori couldn't help but to be overzealous and continue to converse with Sydney despite her bare responses. She followed closely to Sydney as she navigated through the Lynch penthouse for the first time. Jane's father had to be one of the richest people in Manhattan, if he was not the richest, and their home reflected that. It wasn't much of a culture shock to Victoria, whose father had secured a nice net worth himself, but even that meant nothing to Sydney when she had friends who were that much more wealthy. Despite Jane being blatantly against her joining them, Tori tried to remain positive. Jane was just a dumb bitch in her mind anyway, and she preferred to hang out with Sydney one on one, without anyone there to get in the way anyway. Originally, she had felt bad for posting the note about Sydney and Vincent because it had done harm to Sydney's reputation. She still felt guilty for it, as if Sydney was actually a friend who she had betrayed, but it had clearly driven Sienna and Sydney apart. Just as Piper was seeing it as her chance to get closer to Sienna, Tori saw it as her opportunity to become Sydney's best friend. Finally. Jane was still possibly going to pose a problem but Victoria had no doubt that she could be easily shut down. The dirt that Brent had just given her would be a good start, but Tori wasn't going to post that yet. She needed to save that for when it was really necessary, and for now, she was already off to a good start.

"Mhmm," Sydney hummed in response. Spa days were a regular thing in their group. A lot of times they went to the many upscale spas that New York had to offer, but other days they just rented out the facialists and masseuses to treat them to a day of relaxation in the privacy of their home. Sydney was used to the days including Jane and Sienna and Piper, but she didn't want nor expect Sienna to come, and if Piper wanted to act like she was better than her, then Sydney wouldn't pretend to miss her for a second. There was still a part of her that was reeling over the audacity that Piper had to text Jane that, but she tried not to be distracted by the pettiness in this moment. She would deal with Piper later on, preferably when she had access to Jane's phone, but for now, she had to focus on Tori. "Go up to Jane's room and put on a robe. Hot stone massages do not work in school uniforms," Sydney advised, barely looking away from her phone to acknowledge Victoria, or the staff who she looked towards next. "Three cosmos, please." She was surprised that Jane being Jane, hadn't had drinks already waiting for them but couldn't pay it much mind when Victoria spoke up.

"Oh, I'm actually okay. I'll just have a water."

With a quirked eyebrow, Sydney let out a chuckle. "Spa days are for cosmos, Tori. Now run along, I want to get started before midnight."

Victoria couldn't object even though she wasn't interested in drinking. Having to sip at a vodka cocktail would be far less painful than being rejected by Sydney. Tori hoped so, anyway, considering that she rarely ever drank. Obliging to Sydney's last comment, Tori spun around on her heels and headed back into the hallway. She didn't know where Jane's room was, but figured that she could ask one of the many house staff she had seen around if she couldn't find it within a few minutes. She knew that she could pop back into the kitchen to ask Charlotte or Carolina, but she also knew how wrong of her it was to ditch them, and she didn't want to deal with that yet.