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Chadwick Arsenault

"If it wasn't for money, I wouldn't be where I am."

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a character in “Welcome Back to Hollywood High”, as played by chanelindistress

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{"Read a thousand books, and your words will flow like a river.” }
-Lisa See, Snow Flower and the Secret Fan



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|Name|
Chadwick Marcellus Arsenault


|Nicknames|
"Just...just don't call me Chadwick. I really hate my name, guys."
Chad; Puppy {Don't ask}; Ivy League; Boy Scout {Courtesy of Jocks}; Lover {Only by Shailene}


|Age|
17


|Birth Date|
January 22, 1996


|Zodiac Sign|
Aquarius


|Ethnicity|
"Yes, guys. Before we even get there, I have a white Dad. Any other asinine question you've got for me?"
57% French| 14% Brazilian| 15% Haitian| 17% Polish


|Sexuality|
Demisexual


|Relationship Status|
"I haven't really been looking that much, what with graduation and college coming up. The last girl I was with is still with me, with me meaning she's still clinging and yes, I'm talking about you, Shay!"
Single



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|How old does she appear?|
Appears to be about eighteen or nineteen, can be older if he doesn't shave

|Height|
5'11 & 1/2

|Weight|
"As much as Shay and I eat, there's no fat whatsoever. Dad thinks I'm skinny."
162 lbs

|Face Shape|
Inverted Triangle

|Skin|
A shade darker than caramel and smooth, surprisingly

|Eye Color|
Dark brown

|Hair Color & Type|
Black and curly (really curly, kinky if you ask his mother)

|Body Build|
Lean and lightly muscled with broad shoulders, though appears lanky beneath his clothes

|Glasses or Contacts|
Both, but he only wears his glasses at home or on days when his eyes are bothering him

|Distinguishing Marks|
Just a few scars on his legs and calves, hardly noticeable

|Hairstyle|
Mostly what others would consider a bush and is kept short, cut close to the head but never shaven

|Clothing Style|
Simple. easy, & cool

|Favorite Outfit (s)|
{X}

|Overall Attractiveness|
"I won't give myself some ridiculously high score. Not that conceited."
7/10



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|Greatest Joys In Life|
Milkshakes, he has this really weird obsession with them and can go through three in a day and it's only three because he got sick last time he tried anything more His mom cooking instead of the family chef; he really loves her mac-n-cheese. Hanging out with friends and having fun The way the water glides over him when he's swimming or the adrenaline rush he gets when he's swerving someone during a soccer match Writing

|Greatest Fears|
øAnything happening to someone he really cares about øBeing in a coma øBeing tied down (literally) and gagged øDark, enclosed, and tight spaces øBecoming known only because of his father's money

|Priorities|
Graduating and getting accepted to Stanford University Making it through the rest of the year without getting into a huge argument with his father Keeping up with his friends

|Life Philosophy|
"George Beneard Shaw said, 'The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.' I really like that."

|Good Personality Traits|
Intelligent Independent Kind-Hearted Spontaneous Understanding

|Bad Personality Traits|
Sarcastic Detached Stubborn Competitive Sensitive Deceitful

|Personality|
There is a reason that Chadwick has been dubbed 'The Puppy of HHS.' As a freshman, he had rolled up to the school in a shiny black limousine with the latest phone, special arrangements for his locker, a Louis Vuitton backpack, and the dopiest smile with the dimples that HHS had ever seen. His big dark eyes were always shining and imagine a slender young boy - still growing into his height - and a bigger afro. Because of this, Chadwick has maintained his title as the cutie of the school and mostly every girl knows it. However, what could set him apart from some of his fellow A-Listers is that he simply does not care about that. It's hilarious to be completely honest. On one hand, girls would flirt with him and sneak him numbers. On the other, he simply brushes them off with the sweetest of smiles and keeps on moving. Why? Because that's just not the kind of guy Chadwick is. Raised from a family that was known to be one of the wealthiest - if not the most powerful family in American History - Chadwick is a gentlemen first. Always sweet, always smiling - he is HHS' puppy.

What most people don't know is that behind the dopey smile and the adorable flustering that he is prone to because Chadwick is not a fan of being in front of people, there is a cunning young man who could either thrive in the business world or as a politician. Chadwick can be a very misleading individual, partly because he can be a spontaneous character, but also because that was just how he was raised. Again, when your extended family is the Rockefeller family with investments in mostly everything and unprecedented amounts of money that no one has ever officially counted up, you have to be suave and you have to be smart. And Chadwick can be a lot of things, given a particular situation, but the one thing he has never been is unintelligent. Why do you think he has a 4.0 GPA? And trust me when I tell you that has nothing to do with money. He has enough money to relax for a lifetime and he's only choosing to go to school because he wants to. And yes, people shove it in his face all the time about not really being an A-Lister because he would technically belong with the Nerds & Braniacs without his money, and Chadwick usually just tosses those persons a look and shoves his nose back in his book.

You see, Chadwick is a lot more private than people give him credit for. Detached would be the more fitting word. He has always been about his independence and his need to feel free, which is why he has chosen to go to college despite his father wanting it to be on his terms. It is why he chooses to make friends outside of his clique even though Yuna and the others - those who have a problem with it - would have a problem with it. Chadwick is not an individual that could be tied down for long. When it comes to relationships, he's not good with restrictions and easily jealous people, which is why his relationship with Shailene is so shocking. He needs trust and keeps a select group of people close to him. And when you're that close, you find that Chad can be easily flustered, is a sweetheart from dusk til dawn, and is a lot more fun than anyone will ever give him credit for. More than that, he is a loyal friend and even when it feels like he is being aloof, he will always have your back.



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|Drives & Motivations|
"I think what drives me the most is a need to prove myself, which my Dad thinks is hilarious. He's like, you have one of the highest GPAs and you're technically one of the richest - if not the richest - kid in school. But it's not about that. I don't want to always be known as the kid who lived off his family's wealth. I want to say that I can do this on my own, with or without my inheritance. I don't want to be the rich black kid, I just want to be me and for everyone to respect me for who I am. Also, the work of other great writers and wanting to be like them drives me."

|Immediate Goals|
Get accepted into at least one of the Ivy Leagues that his father wants (Stanford) Graduate with his Honors Finish his novel by graduation Get through the year without getting into any big tiffs

|Long Term Goals|
Get one of his book series turned into either a television show or film Earn a Pulitzer Prize Become an English professor at a great institution Eventually settle down with a family at one of the family villas

|How does he plan to achieve his goals?|
"Well, I have to keep doing what I've always been doing - debating with my Dad through video games and late night cereal sessions, reading and writing as much as I can, but also upholding any relationships I might have that could help me in the future, whether on a superficial or emotional level."



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|Favorite Colors|
Red

|Least Favorite Colors|
"It's too bright to me."
Yellow

|Favorite Music|
R&B| Jazz| Alt. Rock| Dubstep (Occasionally)

|Favorite Food|
"It's a close call."
Homemade Mac-n-cheese| Milkshakes| Cereal

|Favorite Pieces of Literature|
"There could never be just one. I have my own personal library and the one at the actual family estate is two floors because of how much I loved reading as a kid. Definitely a nerd.":
-Crime & Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
-Black Boy by Richard Wright
-I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
-The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
-The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien
-The Kiesh'Ra Series by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
-The Prince by Machiavelli
-Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
-The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
-Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

|Forms of entertainment|
"Because it's not like I've said that I'm an avid reader this entire time."

|Most Prized Possession|
"My great-great grandfather kept a lot of leather-bound journals and I have all of them, including a few blank ones that my Dad gave me to use since he didn't like journals as a kid. I'm always carrying one around and writing in it."

|Most Valuable Possession|
"Probably my bike collection."

|Hobbies|
Reading| Writing| Hanging out with friends| Playing video games| Swimming

|Play any musical instrument?|
Acoustic guitar

|Sports?|
Soccer & Swimming

|How would he spend a rainy day?|
"Reading, playing video games with his Dad, and probably inviting Shay over unless she's already over or if we're out with the others."

|Spending Habits|
"Oh yeah, I do have one of those. It's one of the reasons Dad likes Shay. She reminds me that I have an allowance and he doesn't feel like he's giving money to a wall. It's still not like I spend a lot. To be completely honest, I buy more for other people than for myself. The most I spend money on is like, book and video game money and the occasional present for a friend or one of my parents."

|Smokes?|
Never.

|Drinks?|
"Ha, funny you should ask."
No, it's hilarious only because Chadwick has a high tolerance and it's his father's fault. Before late night cereal sessions there was hot cocoa sessions and then his Dad starting lacing it with bourbon. And then his mother found out. Cereal seemed like the safe option.

|Other drugs?|
"Are we counting vitamins? No, ok then no."



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|Hometown|
Los Angeles, CA

|Childhood|
"Pretty wealthy. We never needing to ask for much because it was always a guarantee. We were blessed."
Wealthy & secure

|Pets?|
"A lot of dogs!"
Lola| Pluto| Frodo| Princess| Tony

|First Memory|
"The first one I officially recall is sliding down the slide at the family pool in my sister's arms. I think it was my most fun memory and the only one I cared about back then."

|Childhood Hero|
Captain America

|Dream Job|
Best-selling author and best friends with Tony Stark (when he thought Iron Man was real)

|Education|
"If it had not been for the fact that my mom liked HHS, I would probably be still where I was."
Buckley School

|Finances|
"Not even my mother knows my father's net worth. I know that he's part owner in the Clippers and the Dodgers. He even made an investment in Microsoft. But I can tell you that it trumps hers any day. At the same time, she's not an idle wife. She does interior designs for a lot of the other kids' families and dabbles in a lot of community service-oriented things."
Mother's Net Worth: $47 M



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|Occupation|
Budding Novelist| Blogger| High School Student| Socialite

|Finances|
"Nothing much has changed unless my father has some new investments he hasn't let me know of."

|Home|
"It's funny because so many people brag about how huge their estates or mansions are and my Dad's just like, this isn't our only one."

Aerial View
X

Bird's Eye View
X

Backyard View
X

Poolside
X

Inside Pool
X

Wine Cellar
X

Outside Garage Lot
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Living Room
X (with bar); X

Man Cave
X

Dining Room
X; X

Chad's bedroom
X; X; X

Bike Collection
X

Private Jet
X; X
|Transportation|
"Some days, I'll ride with Shay. Others, I use a bike. I even use the limo."
Depends on how he feels

|Mother|
Cynthia is the stricter of the parents, don't let anything that Chad has said fool you. Yes, she spoiled both Chad and Clementine, but she also has kept them grounded and is always the one executing punishments. Chad loves her dearly though and is almost always buying her something from his allowance. She hates it (and secretly loves it).

|Father|
Two guys who settle their disputes over soccer matches or video games obviously get along. Does Christian want Chadwick to go to a particular school and study certain subjects? Yes. Will he force him? Not really. He just wants to build Chad into a man that doesn't take anything at face value and stands by what he believes in. He's definitely the more lax of the parents, despite anything that Chad would tell you.

|Sister|
Young, married, and beautiful, Clementine is Chad's favorite person. She was the one he first introduced Shailene to and the three have been close ever since.



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|How did he spend the summer?|
"Let's see, I wrote and co-directed the webseries with Shay and dragged her to Monte Carlo, which she refuses to add on her list. And then I spent time at the family villa there. Then I came home and spent time with friends."

|Grade|
"Finally!"
Senior

|Clique|
Preps

|Where is he on the social ladder?|
Close enough for him

|Is he happy here?|
"It has its days."

|If he could join one clique, which and why?|
"They're just really talented and I would love to get better with guitar."
Performers

|Best Subject|
English

|Worst Subject|
"I don't hate any particular subject."

|Class Schedule|
Pd. 1 Publications II
Pd. 2 Mythology & Folklore
Pd. 3 AP Spanish Language and Culture
Pd. 4 US Government Honors
Pd. 5 AP Physics 2: Algebra-Based
Pd. 6 Advanced Guitar
Pd. 7 The African- American Experience
Pd. 8 Civil Rights and Liberties
Pd. 9 Lunch

|Sports? Clubs?|
He is the forward on the soccer team and is on the swim team.

|Class Schedule|
#408080


So begins...

Chadwick Arsenault's Story

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Chocolate brown eyes stared dircectly into hazel eyes.

"Shay..."

"Hmm?"

"This is me, noticing you staring," he told her and Shailene peered at him rather seriously over her chai tea latte. After a long match of tennis against his parents, the two had finally drudged up enough energy to leave one of the many Arsenault mansions in favor of the French Quarter Restaurant in West Hollywood. Shailene had been spending the last week and a half with the Arsenault family, especially considering no one had actually been at their bigger mansion over in Arizona. The two had barely been without the other, much to Chadwick's earlier chagrin. He almost complained about her deciding to drag him along to a few photo shoots, but surmised that this was Shay's way of dealing with his senior year. Not like she couldn't have graduated a year earlier if she had just taken the classes necessary to do so, but he wasn't going to bring that up.

So, instead, he sucked it up and spent as much time with Shailene as possible. Which technicaly meant practically howling over the fact that she broke the nose of one of her fellow supermodels. The girl had been coming on to Chadwick and while Shailene had no particular romantic feelings for him, her protectiveness and possessiveness came out when the girl tried her patience. The woman had been adamant that Chad would give in, to which he responded as nicely and apprropirately as he could. Yet, despite his coming to the film festival in Monte Carlo with Shay as Shay's escort, the other model practically ignored her presence altogether and even went so low as to suggest that she was, for lack of better terms, better than Shailene. She also became touchy-feely and well, so did Shay. She just so happened to use her fists.

Either way, after that incident, they had made their way back to LA with little to no problems since the attack hadn't actually occurred on camera. They had spent a good amount of time walking through Hollywood, visiting Richard's beach house (it was definitely more of a mansion, but Shay wasn't going to be picky), and now getting ready to return to school tomorrow. As lazy as the two were, the managed to garner enough energy to play a nice little competitive round of tennis with Chadwick's parents, which turned into three rounds and an initially fuming Shailene. After all, who the hell liked swinging a racket around anyway? It was exhausting. They got themselves together, though. Shailene got dressed in a daring white dress beneath a kimono and paired it with her wedge sandals. While it took her longer to actually decide on things, Chadwick had already been downstairs, dressed, and making reservations for the restaurant. Now, they sat across from one another with a very enthusiastic smile pulling at the corners of Shailene's mouth.

"What color are you wearing to Izzy's party?" She asked in a surprisingly quiet voice, although he detected the underlying excitement that rankled just below the calm. Chadwick chuckled and took a sip of his mimosa.

"Are you trying to dress me again?" He inquired. A strand of dark hair fell into her left eye and Shailene swiped it back, patting the feathery mesh back. To his surprise and delight, she had decided to let the humidity do what it will with her hair and didn't straighten it the other day, allowing her natural curl pattern to show. For the moment, she had some of it gathered at the back of her head while the rest fell down her back in a gratuitous waterfall of tight and luscious curls with strands framing her face. Chadwick didn't say it often, but he preferred this style.

"Would you let me?" Chadwick grimaced at the thought.

He didn't doubt Shailene's ability to dress him. Over the summer, she had gained nearly two thousand more followers and garnered an extra hundred clients on her website, which only meant that her line would be successful long before she got to college. She had dressed him once before and his outfit, though not particularly his style, had been pretty decent and very well close to it. The problem had been his mother. She loved it so much, he got more clothes than he would have ever wanted. And let's be clear - Chadwick was not a fan of clothes, trying them on, or even shopping. So, no, he wouldn't let her dress him again. Not if it meant that again. Hell no, he thought.

"What color would you have me wear?" Chad finally asked, which happened to be the million dollar question because the smile that formed on her face seemed to have made the sun glare brightly into the room. Shailene pushed her plate forward then to place her elbows on the table elegantly, hands pressed beneath her chin. Her half-eaten vegetable omlette sit forgotten.

"I was thinking yellow," she told him and Chadwick was very quick to make a face. She pouted. "Don't make that face, it'll be so cute. It's going to be nice and bright against your skin and you'll be a tease. All the girls will be all over you." Chadwick deadpanned.

"You know I hate that color, Shay." She pouted. He sighed. "You're not going to leave this alone, are you?" Shailene simply pouted even more, if that was possible. Chad could only sigh again, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. "Fine. But it's only a shirt and it better be in my closet because I'm not - "

"Already done and on your bed with a pair of swim trunks," she finished with a small squeal and a clap of her hands. Internally, Chadwick wanted to smile. Despite how much more serious she can be when compared to someone like Alessandra, Shailene genuinely had a child deep inside her that was partly needy and had an eccentric energy that only few could bring out. He happened to be one of this few. "It's going to be great. You'll be a tease and all precious and such."

"Uh huh, sure. Are we done here?" Chadwick inquired, calling to the waiter and instructed the male to put it on his tab. Rolling her eyes, Shailene slid from her stool and neatly straightened out the hem of her dress, which fell to the middle of her thighs.

"Don't be a baby, love. I would never set you up," she swore and linked arms with Chadwick once he set down a tip. Smirking down at her, he led his best friend out just as a thought struck her. "I should probably see what Allie is doing or, wearing, for that matter." She whipped out her phone and sent out a text.

To: Alessandra
Shopping?

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A blonde girl groaned and snaked her hand out of her sheets. She knocked over a gold skull and a tall candle in the process.
"Fuuuck " She groaned deeply.
She finally grabbed the phone and put it up to her ear. " Hello?" She said groggily. Her naturally raspy voice deepened into a bed voice and she cleared her voice loudly.
"Honey it's me", the voice said into the phone. Honey scowled at the phone but let them keep talking. "You know Crystal, your assistant?". Oh year Crystal, that chick her producer was dating. Honey made a noise of agreement so she continued. "Umm Yesterday you told me to wake you up so you could go to your friends pool party?"

Honey jolted awake and glanced at her phone's clock. " Shit!" She cursed, hanging up the phone. She quickly walked to her bathroom and took a hot shower. After taking care of her hygiene, she slipped on a black string bikini, with her high waisted super short shorts, and a crop top. She brushed her hair down to her waist, slicked on some waterproof mascara and some waterproof eyeliner, and lip stain. She eyed her outfit in a full length mirror, then when she was sufficiently satisfied she puckered up her lips at herself. She took a few selfies and posted them to Instagram. She glanced at her clock again. Then slipped out of her room and into the hallway. She tripped a little on some toys and scowled.

As she passed the kitchen she left a note on the fridge that said they needed to clean up the toys. She slipped on her wedges and big sunglasses as she got in the elevator. She crossed her arms over her ample chest and put up her "Don't talk to me" voice. Though apparently it wasn't good enough because a guy walked into the elevator and smiled at her. "Hey, your that singer that lives in the penthouse right?"

She gave him a fake smile and raised her eyebrows. He grinned at her. She slipped headphones in so he wouldn't talk to her again. Luckily he got off at the first floor so she didn't have to worry about him stalking her to car or something. She quickly walked to her Mercedes Benz G Class and hopped inside. Before she pulled out a phone she sent out a group message

To: Chadwick and Shay
Yo, I know you two are together. what are the plans?


Just as she sent that she noticed the guy from before looking at her. She squinted her eyes to look at him closer. Sure enough it was him. She pulled out her phone and quickly wrote a tweet.
Eew basic dude watching me in the garage #stalker #goaway


She quickly pulled off and sped out the parking lot. Great now she was driving with nowhere to go. Now what?

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"Don't give me that look," Shailene threw at Chadwick as they pulled up into the Arsenault estate. Chadwick, meanwhile, chuckled and shook his head in amusement.

After all, since when did Alessandra Ambrosia not want to shop? Which really shouldn't have been Shay's question, now that she considered it, but still. She couldn't help it. Some part of her was still growing used to the idea of having as much money as she did and while she was enthusiastic about fashion and shopping like her friend, she wasn't always keen on spending money. There had always been several shopping trips that included Shay buying things as simple as jewelry and that being the end of that story. And with the party only a few hours away, Shay would have thought Allie would have been found some epically stunning outfit for the event!

"I'm not judging you." She glowered in response.

"Says the person who's rocking his judgy face," she countered with a small growl. Chadwick laughed lightly and stepped out of his vehciel, hurrying over to Shailene's side to open his door. After all, what kind of world would they be in if Chadwick Arsenault wasn't being a gentleman? "By the way, what are you doing to be doing while I'm out with the girls?" He shrugged, leaning against the side of his father's red XKR Jaguar.

"Probably going to see this outfit you've picked out and take it with me to see if Isaiah needs any help." Shay nodded idly and pulled out her cell, sending a quick text to both Allie and Catalina.

To: Cat
Going shopping w/ Allie. Not sure how u feel about that D:

To: Allie
How foolish of me! Meet u there :D


"Well, I just text the girls that I'll meet them there. Think your Dad will mind me borrowing the car?" A dark eyebrow rose before Chadwick smirk.

"You're like, his other daughter. Pretty sure he'd feel honored if you drove."

"Lucky me," she exclaimed, noting the underlying sarcasm in her friend's voice and snatching the key from his grasp. "Try not to miss me too much, love."

"Yeah, whatever. You try to keep Allie from trying to buy the whole store, again." Chadwick called over her shoulder as she took to climbing into the driver's side and turning on the engine to drown his voice out. Smirking, Shailene slid on her Chanel shades and pulled out. Smirking, Chad brought out his phone and text Isaiah, turning to walk back inside the house.

To: Izzy
I'm bored. Need any help?

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"Alright I think that's everything." Isaiah said as his friend Thomas from the basketball team loaded the last case of beer into the car. Thomas was an employee at Costco's and knowing that his captain always had a last day of summer blowout bash he had set everything Isaiah needed for the party aside for him so his trip to Costco was a quick in and out if you exclude all the time it took to load the car. Isaiah didn't have a membership at Costco's but his mom did and he used her card along with a portion of the back to school money she gave him to finance this little trip. He had brought three cases of plastic cups that all together was 1500 cups, he stocked up on an assortment of junk food for the people who got the munchies after doing whatever the hell it was that they were going to be doing, than of course he had brought alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol. He had gotten tequila, vodka, rum, gin, brandy and any other sort of liquor he figured the bartender could use to make drinks. He had assigned the football players to get the kegs for the party because what was a party with kegs. Then of course for those who didn't or more or less couldn't drink they're liquor straight he gave the basketball team the job of getting the cocktail mixers. The baseball team had the easiest and less illegal job of getting sodas, juices and fruits. Sometimes being the captain of three separate teams was a challenge, but other times it was hell of beneficial and when it came to party time the benefits were clear. This was far from his first party and his teammates always delivered so he had things under control for the time being.

After a quick pound hug the two guys separated as Thomas had to get back to work and Isaiah had to get back home to unload his car. Getting into the driver's side of his Mercedes Benz G 63 AMG he phone immediately began to go off in the cup holder compartment he had it sitting in because he had no pockets. Picking up the phone he saw that he had gotten a text for Chadwick. "I guess someone isn't sewn to his siamese twin at the moment.", he said with a chuckle as he texted back a quick reply.

To: Chaddy
Sure. Come over.


Just as he was about to put his phone down he got a second text message, this one from an unknown number. His first thought was that it could possibly be a girl he met over the course of the summer that had somehow gotten a hold of his number. As he opened and read the text message he was disappointed to find that the text wasn't from a hot girl but some guy by the name of Erik. "Google?" Isaiah said thinking aloud as he couldn't for the life of him figured out how his number had gotten on google. Facebook? Yes. Twitter? Yes. Instagram? He couldn't see why not. However, Google? That struck him as a bit odd. Whatever the case according to the text the guy was going to be newbie at Hollywood High which left Isaiah thinking he was probably talking to some nervous freshman who was worried about accidentally crashing an Isaiah Scott rager. Putting the unknown stranger's number into his phone under the name of Erik he replied to guy's text.

To: Eric
NP man. Whole skool is invited. The theme of the nite is traffic lights. So wear green if you DTF. Yellow if your unsure. Red if your lame ass. 864 Stradella Rd, Los Angeles, CA 90077. Party starts whenever u show up.

After hitting send Isaiah placed his phone back into the empty cup holder and drove off heading to his house.

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Alessandra walked back to Jasmine with two champagne glasses in hand. "Shay texted back.", she said as she handed one of the glasses to Jasmine. "She said she'll meet us. I texted her back saying to meet us at the Beverly Center." Jasmine nodded taking a sip of the red drink, "Mmmm ... watermelon. I love Lucy's mimosas." Alessandra looked at her with a confused look, "Who's Lucy?", she asked taking a sip of her strawberry mimosa. "Lucy. You know the blonde hair women who I would guess made these. She's worked here for like the pass five years Allie." Alessandra gave an nonchalant shrug of her shoulders as she took a small gulp of the fruity tasting liquid, "With all the help that works here. You can't expect me to know everyone by name. Come on let's go!" Doing the two fingered whistle she signaled the dogs who stopped their play immediately, "Jake. Nala. Inside!"

The two dogs raced into the house and Alessandra shut and locked the door behind them. "I told Mitchell that Jake is here so she'll be keeping her eyes on your demon cat." Alessandra said with a grin as Jasmine rolled her eyes, "Bear is not evil!" The two girls gulped down their mimosa and set their glasses down knowing someone would come along and collect them later. "Your driving." Alessandra said as she walked away walking to Jasmine's convertible. Jasmine convertible was an earlier birthday present from Alexander. He had taken her to the Los Angeles Motor Show and she fell in love with the car. She didn't think that she would ever get the convertible because while it had been unveiled it was said that the car may never reach the roads. So, when she had gotten back and found the car waiting for her she was over the moon.

"Of course I am." Jasmine said with a laugh as she walked over to her car and got in on the driver's side. The Beverly Center was about forty minutes away if they were lucky enough not to be greeted by traffic. Turning on her car she turned on her radio changing the channel to Power 106. With the top down she turned up her radio and pulled off heading to mall to meet up with Shailene.

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Honey grinned at Isaiah. " I was out all night last night your lucky I remembered to come. " She followed Isaiah into the house but quickly walked in front of him. " Sometimes I contemplate moving out of my place and into something like this. You know more home like? " She sent a smoldering look over her shoulder. A very practiced look otherwise known as the "honey glaze". It was her signature look and she did it so often that occasionally she forgot she was doing it. It consisted of sharpening her eyes, turning her head at just the right over the shoulder angle, and giving a mona lisa smile. " But then I remember I'm not much of a homebody. "

At the mention of Chad's name Honey perked up a little. She spotted a mirror and after lifting her heavy hair with both hands turning her body at an angle and tilting her head to the side, checked herself out. " I don't even like yellow" She said casually. Honey despised wearing yellow. It was bad enough she looked like a barbie, she was not gonna be seen in any color barbie like. Yellow was very barbie like. She followed behind Izzy, occasionally dragging her slender fingertips along objects.

Honey had a natural sexual aura about her. It was part of her image. The long thick blonde hair falling to her waist, the hooded dark eyes, the plump pouty lips, deep raspy voice, and natural confidence. Sex sells and Honey reeked of it. She tilted her head to the side, " So Chad's on his way? " She asked casually as she slid into a barstool in the kitchen. She tapped her long almond shaped fingernails along the counter. " What color do you think he'll wear? "

Part of her hoped he'd wear red. She hoped he didn't intend on having some random hookup. Part of her hoped he'd wear green. As long as it was with her. She shook that thought out of her mind mentally and physically and hopped off the barstool.
" We might as well get started with unloading. I think I'm strong enough to carry some stuff in " She said as she pulled the bottom of her shorts down. The bottom of her rounded toned touche was starting to show. As much as she loved the bubble butt she worked so hard for. She didn't need it out for display. It was hard enough to miss all the junk she had in her trunk without extra help. Finally after a few tugs she gave up and simply headed toward Izzy's SUV.

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"Well thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.", he spoke sarcastically with giving a light chuckle at the end of his words. "Sometimes I contemplate moving out of my place and into something like this. You know more home like?" Isaiah gave a small nod to her words as she looked at him with that look of hers that he was fond of. "But then I remember I'm not much of a homebody." Isaiah shrugged, "Not everyone is. I think to party as much as anyone but when I come home I like to come home to a home. Living in that penthouse felt too much like hotel living to me." Back in the day when he was younger he's dad use to take him on trips with him all the time. They would say in the penthouses of all the hotels they went to or the equivalent of one anyways and as much as he loved going to all the sporting events and meeting players he was never fond of living hotel to hotel. He always loved coming home to Jake and his room and just his home. He figured it was just something he would have to one day get accustomed to seeing as he planned on going pro which meant living hotel to hotel a lot. However, he couldn't get use to it which is why he had moved here. That and because this place had an amazing view of Los Angeles.

"I don't even like yellow", Catalina spoke nonchalantly as she checked herself out in the mirror that was inside the room. "Well you are more than free to wear green." Isaiah said with a smirk as he got up off Jasmine's bed he went to the kitchen. Catalina followed behind him instead of finding something to wear out of Jasmine's closet like he had taken her to the room to do. "So Chad's on his way?" Isaiah heard her ask as he was occupied looking for something to snack on. Jasmine was right when she had said he needed to go food shopping. "Well he texted me saying he was bored and asked if I need help. I told him to come over. So, I would assume he is but truthfully he never replied so I can't be sure.", he spoke as he found a grab & go can of cheddar cheese flavored Pringles at the bottom of one of the cabinets. "What color do you think he'll wear?" Isaiah gave a simple shrug of his shoulders as he popped the lid and pulled back the paper cover. "Well he's a single guy which means his ass should walk in here wearing green but because Shay still has him wrapped around her little pinky he'll probably show up in red. Than again according to them they aren't "together" yet to the rest of the world that act as much like a couple as any normal couple I know so I'll go with yellow. It's the am single but really taken color as well as being the safe color that assuming anyone who isn't an animal or myself will come in." Isaiah said popping serval Pringles in his mouth.

He wasn't really paying attention to Catalina until she hopped off of the barstool and spoke saying "We might as well get started with unloading. I think I'm strong enough to carry some stuff in." It wasn't so much her words that drew in his attention as it was her fixing her shorts that caught his gaze. What could he say? He was a guy and she had a nice ass. As she headed for the front door Isaiah finished off the small can of Pringles then went and followed her to help unload all the stuff he had brought for the party.

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After texting Alessandra that she was at the mall, Shailene parked and hurried into the store, sighing to herself when she heard the flash of a few cameras. You would think after years in this one profession that the paparazzi would at least attempt to be subtle, but she wouldn't pay them any mind. She didn't bother texting Cat back, she would do it later. After all, she hadn't actually expected her friend to come. Her Allie's interactions were a hit-or-miss. On some days, the two could get along, on another, they were too much for either to handle. Shay slid her shades off when she entered the building, not exactly sure where to go. She could go into Solistice, but didn't she already own nearly fifty pairs of shades already. The obsession began when she was a around seven and she loved seeing the older celebrities rocking sunglasses of varying sizes. In her hands currently was a pair from Chanel that she remembered Beyoncé had worn back in the early 2000s, though Shay's were definitely more modern and personalized. Sighing again, she headed over to Starbucks.

"Grande Passion Tango tea, thanks," she said, slid her card, and waited for her drink. After getting a text from Chadwick stating that he would probably go in another color (whatever his dislike for the color yellow was unfounded and hardly unfair since it would do him justice, but again, she wouldn't pay it any mind or argue. It wasn't like she had actually expected him to listen to her.), Shay wandered aimlessly through the large shopping center, first stopping in Solistice against her better judgment. She sipped at her fruity tea idly and ended up buying about four more pairs of shades, which she would undoubtedly feel bad about later. But now wasn't the time to care. She had to kill time waiting for her friends and after wandering a bit more aimlessly, she headed over to Beach Bunny Swimwear to check out bathing suits.

She was still trying to decide if she was opting for a bikini or one-piece. There were always sexy one-pieces and bikinis were nice yes, and they showed off her tummy which she definitely yummy in her eyes, but which was the move she was willing to make? Steering clear of the raunchier selections (she liked sensual, yes, but taste was definitely was a requirement), Shay's eyes landed on a sexy little number and she hurried up to text Alessandra.

To: Allie
Where r u!? I think I found the 1!!





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To: Isaiah
Five minutes out. Be there soon.


After first sending a text to Shailene about her never dressing him again (there was nothing wrong with the outfit, he just really hated the color and well, the shorts were a joke and they both knew it), Chad had thrown another outfit together and put it in his duffle bag along with two extra towels in case Shay forgot her own, which she had always been liable to do. He would deal with the yellow for now, but he knew himself well enough to know that the color was just not his favorite. It was too bright. Shay would joke that it was just him trying to dress "as dark as his soul" or whatever bullshit line she would try to feed him, but it was whatever. He would wear her little outfit. But the second he was ready, he would put something else on. So, he changed. Finished with that, he had jogged lightly down the spiral staircase to see his Dad on his phone.

"Heading out, probably won't be back until later," he said over his shoulder with a wave and headed out. Not in the mood to have another one of their cars out and about in LA, Chad went instead to his bike collection and chose his 2014 Honda. Most people, it seemed, liked to believe that his bike collection consisted mainly of those one needled to pedal, which baffled him. Chad was, simply put, a fan of bikes. All bikes. He even had a few dirt bikes. Strapping on his helmet, he revved the bike up and zoomed out of the garage, following the long road to the mansion's gates before speeding down the way to get the highway. He was a good ten minutes away from Isaiah's new place when he decided to send his text to Izzy. At a red light, GPS had shown him a shorter route and after a quick U-turn, Chad found himself on Izzy's street. Putting his phone back in his pocket, he slowly found his friend's new crib and parked nearby.

When he walked up, he already noticed one person there and smiled.

"Hey, Linnae. Did he answer yet?"

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Honey raised her perfectly arched eyebrows as she heard the knock at the door. " Well somebody's here. " She opened the door and spotted a pretty blonde girl and a very attractive head of curls. She stepped outside and turned to Linnaea first and flashed her a smile. "Linn, took you long enough " She said with a grin. She gave the girl a quick hug, easily surrounding her in her signature spicy vanilla scent. She then turned to Chad and, after taking a deep breath and quickly reminding herself that she was Honey fucking Perez, gave him a grin. "Hey big daddy Chaddy", she said teasingly. She let out a rare genuine smile that made her eyes squint but quickly regained control of it. She glanced down at her chest and bit her dark red lips " It didn't seem like a good idea to combine a yellow top and yellow skin"She explained even though she really didn't have to.

Honey Perez wasn't cute. She was one of the youngest sex icons in years. People were calling her the new Bridgette Bardot. Get it together, she chastised herself. She walked ahead while biting down a smile, before turning around "We need to get some stuff out the trunk " She explained over her shoulder. She approached his trunk and stood on her tiptoes to lift it up. This caused her back to arch and her blonde hair to tumble down her back. Rather than pull out the hatch she leaned in regrettably giving her peers a pretty enviable view of the butt she spent weeks toning. She couldn't hold back the blush that spread through her dark skin. She held two bottles of Vodka close to her chest and briskly walked back to the house. She set the bottles on the counter before pulling out her phone.

To: Shay
Chad looks good in yellow. Warn a girl next time jeez


She then walked back to the door so she could hold it open as they brought things in. That and so she could watch Chad's cute little touche bring stuff in.

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Naea grinned as she heard a familiar voice behind her, as she waited for the door to open. She hadn't really noticed the roar of the motor bike, as she was preoccupied with checking her phone. Her sister had apparently raided the pantry for chocolate... Again. She smiled to herself and turned to greet Chad.

"Hey, Linnae. Did he answer yet?"

The girl shook her blonde curls, grinning at the floor. "Do you think I'd be waiting out here if he was?" She asked, a cheeky smirk on her lips. Suddenly, the door opened, and Linn grinned. Honey had answered the door, and the light blonde girl with tan skin had smiled at her, before enveloping her in a hug. She smelled like... Well, Honey smelled like honey, and it was very light and pleasant. She grinned, before replying with; "I'm surprised you aren't cringing away from me, I fell asleep with Ace and slept in late." She pulled a guilty face and bit her lip. "Oh well. Fresh and clean as can be now." She shrugged nonchalantly, grinning to say she was kidding around a bit. The attractive young blonde then released her and turned to Chad, who it was pretty obvious was the apple of her eye at that moment. She shot Chad a look and raised her eyebrows slightly, before smiling again and heading to Catalina's car, to help out.

She had to admit - Naea was surprised that only four people had shown up yet. Fiddling with the hem of her white and pink top, she made her way to the car, and soon found Izzy. "Hey, Izz." She greeted him with a small hand gesture. "What is it I need to grab?" He was attractive, as Isaiah had always been. However, Izz was off the charts for Naea, and she knew that, so she treated him with friendship only. "It must be earlier than I thought... There aren't many people here yet, huh?" She was trying to make small talk with him, trying to start a conversation. It was a lot more difficult than she imagined - she was out of practise with her whole bubbly side.



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Florian woke slowly, to the smell of vomit in the bathroom, and the moans of his hungover mother from the bedroom next door. The boy shook his hair from out of his eyes, wondering if he could even be bothered to get out of bed that day, much like he did every day. Did he really want to take care of his mother? No. Of course not. Who would ever want to do a job like that? He sighed to himself and checked his phone. He didn't even look at the time, just the weather. Sunny again. Perfect. He could go out and ride his skateboard and go to that stupid party -

Shit. The party.

Florian had forgotten all about that - and he definitely did not have any clothes of red or green, and DEFINITELY not yellow. He mentally facepalmed - he did not have the money to buy a whole new outfit, and any money he had gotten over the holidays had been spent on skateboard repairs, (he'd splintered the board twice - it had cost a lot of his allowance to get it fixed both times) food, bills, and X Box games. Any clothes he had bought were dark blue or black. He was totally unprepared and the party started soon. He cringed and rolled out of bed, not even bothering to unwrap himself from his duvet. He ended up on the floor with a thump, before he eased himself out of the duvet carefully, nursing any new bruises to appear from yesterday's skating antics.

Florian made himself get up and walk into the living room. He could smell the reek of stomach acid coming from the bathroom, and his mother's room adjacent. He swallowed back the bile that always rose in the back of his throat when he thought of her, held his breath, and poked his head into his mother's room. She was sprawled on the bed, passed out, completely hung over and most likely still slightly drunk from last night's episode. She'd puked all down the side of her bed and onto the floor, and the rancid smell of bleach was coming from the toilet where she'd tried to clean it herself. He cringed and backed out of there. She could deal with it when she woke up. She was old enough to.

Rubbing his forehead with his index finger and thumb, Flo returned to his room. He changed from his pajamas into a Guns and Roses tee and some ripped jeans along with his converse, and to top it off, his cross necklace. He tiptoed out of his room again, slipping his phone into his pocket, his black jacket tied around his shoulders. He grabbed his skateboard and slammed the door. He didn't plan on coming back here today, at least, he would once it was passed midnight. His mother would probably be out cold again by then.

Florian didn't think about where he was going, he just hopped on his skateboard, earphones in his ears blasting music away so he couldn't think or hear, and somehow, he managed to make it safely into the city centre relatively quickly. He wanted to let himself go a little bit today, and it didn't matter if it was right then, or later, or whenever. Just as long as it would drown out today and he could get back to school as fast as possible.

He barely had time to stop as he saw a girl checking her phone. He managed to swerve to avoid her, slipping off his skateboard and sending it scooting backwards from him as he stumbled over his own feet, but relatively proud of himself for avoiding her. He recognized her now, too, it was Angelina. He grinned and saluted her Florian style, with a sarcastic grin and a tilt of his head to the side, before he flicked his hair out of his eyes. He retrieved his board and decided to go up to her. Why not? She was in the same sort of position as he was in.

"Hey, Angel. What's up?" He greeted her casually. He didn't really have an opinion on her type - he believed they all had a story, just like he did. People don't change on a whim. "You have an outfit yet?" He asked, pulling out an earphone. He hoped she didn't. He needed a hand picking something bright coloured. It just never seemed to suit him, no matter what people nagged. He was thinking about a dark green t-shirt, but had no idea, if he was honest. He just hoped Angel could give him a hand. Or at least, if not helping with an outfit, helping distract him until the party started.

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Chad chuckled lightly at Linnaea's respond, rubbing the back of his neck idly as they waited for the door to open. Which didn't necessarily take long when he thought of it, but still. It was hard to not acknowledge the fact that Linn was very much still as pretty as ever. The smile on his face made his dimples more pronounced as he replied, "Very true, Linn." Not long after that, the door swung open...only for it not to be Isaiah, but Honey.

Maybe it was the way she spoke and looked at him or, simply put, what she said, but Chadwick's cheeks were immediately aflame when Honey actually acknowledged him. He had to clear his throat for a minute, a nervous small laugh on his lips as he rubbed the back of his beck again. "Nice to see you too," he told the tanned blonde, and no, his voice did not in any way falter. Shaking his head slightly and not in any way catching Honey's own rambling, he added, "And you're looking gorgeous, like always. The summer's treated you nice." He added a small smile at the end and readjusted the duffel bag on his back when Catalina told them of the stuff in Isaiah's trunk.

Chadwick, yes, got flustered easily, especially when flirted with. And let's be completely honest, it was Catalina Perez. She was sex appeal and sassiness and a whole lot of attitude wrapped in one very gorgeous package and well, Chad was a guy. Sure, he could seem unaffected by people's flirting or commentary or just his normally dopey self that went along with life's punches. But he wasn't immune to life and well, again gorgeousness was very much something he couldn't ignore. He didn't know what he felt for Honey, romantically speaking, but they were friends. And like his interactions with Linnaea, he was very much still a gentleman. So, while yes, there was something more sensual about Honey today (or maybe he just didn't pay attention often enough), he was very much more comfortable with contending to the obligations of their friendship.

"Sure thing, I'll get these two boxes," he told Honey and stacked one box on top of the other before picking them both up. They were filled with bottles of alcohol. The lean muscles, which weren't as bulky as some of his fellow athletes, flexed a little when he did the lift, which wasn't as hard as some would think. Finding his balance easily, he followed Honey back into the home, nodding to Isaiah and a talking Linnaea when he saw them. "Hey, Izz. Where do you want these at?"

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Jasmine stood waiting on line at the Wetzel's Pretzels. She had left Alessandra and Aaliyah when they had come up to the seventh level. The top A-Listers wanted to go check out the Dolce & Gabbana store and Jasmine's stomach had begun to grumble in spite of the IHOP breakfast she had had just a mere few hours go. So the group split up with the A-Listers going one way and the Virtuosi the other. As she made it to the front of the line she ordered what she wanted, "Can I get one order of Wetzel Bitz topped with salt and butter. Also let me get a small frozen blue raspberry granita." The woman stationed behind the counter nodded before walking away to fulfill the order. As she waited Jasmine gazed around the mall watching all the shoppers walking about. When she saw someone who looked like Shailene she stood on her tippy-toes trying to get a better look. "Here you go miss. That will be -" Jasmine slipped the woman a twenty, "Keep the change."

She had saw the girl who looked like Shailene head into the Beach Bunny Swimwear store so she went inside the store to see if she had seen right. Just as her eyes had suggested it was Shailene. She appeared to be on the phone when Jasmine walked over to her. "Hey there Shay! It took you long enough." Jasmine spoke with a smile as she sipped her frozen drink. "I should let Allie know I found you." she said setting her items down on top of the rack carefully not wanting anything to fall or slip. She sent a quick text to Alessandra before putting her phone back in her pocket. "I see you've started shopping without us." she said as he eyes landed on the Solistice bag as she retrieved her pretzels and drink.

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"So what are we thinking about this one?" Alessandra said stepping out of the dressing room in a red wisteria-print ruffle dress. "Depends are we shopping for you or my seventy plus year old mother. Not that my mother would be caught dead in that." A small frown creeped across Alessandra face that she tried to hide by turning away from Aaliyah and looking at herself in the mirror. "Why are you trying on red anyway? Your single. Plus your hot. Which means you should be wearing green if I'm understanding the rules of this traffic light party right." Aaliyah said as she walked up behind Alessandra so that they were both looking at her figure in the mirror. "Says the single hot girl going in red." Aaliyah nodded as what her bestie stated was true, "That maybe so but last time I checked it wasn't my ex hosting the party." Aaliyah said as she placed her hands on Alessandra's shoulder and moved her from the mirror gently pushing her back into the dressing room. "You need to move on Allie, and what better place to find your new man then at the party of your old one.", she closed the dressing room door, "Your wearing green. Now hurry up and get out of that hideous dress so we can go hit up another store."

Alessandra complied with wishes of her the queen bee as she striped out of the dressed and but her outfit back on. Walking out of the dressing room she found Aaliyah waiting for her outside the store. "So Dolce & Gabbana was a fail. Where do you wanna go now?" she said hooking Aaliyah's arm the two girls started walking. "Not sure. Text your sister to see where she is. When can meet up and head to the next store together." Alessandra nodded as unlinking herself for Aaliyah she began rummage around in her bag. On the way to the mall Alessandra had texted Aaliyah in the car and asked her if she wanted to meet up for a pre-party shopping spree. Although Aaliyah had already had her outfit picked out she wasn't one to ever turn down shopping so she threw on a casual outfit and met up with the sisters at the mall. They had started out all shopping together but then Jasmine got peckish and left them to go to the Wetzel's Pretzels.

Fishing her phone out of her bag she saw that she had three unread text messages. The first being from Linnaea who wanted to know what color she was wearing. The second being from Shailene asking where she was and the last being from Jasmine who wrote her telling her she ran into Shailene at Beach Bunny Swimwear and to come meet up with them. "Jas is with Shay at the Beach Bunny Swimwear store." she said as she texted Linnaea.

To: Lanie
Green. How bout u?


"Good so that means that they should be right over there." Aaliyah said pointing to the swimwear store. Dolce & Gabbana were on the exact same level and not but a few hundred feet apart. Walking the distance that remained the two girls found themselves inside the store within a minute or two. "That must have been the longest line in the world." Alessandra said when she spotted her sister and friend. "I was on my way coming back when I thought I saw Shay. So, I stalked her into the store and lo and behold." Alessandra rolled her eyes as she stole one of Jasmine's pretzels popping it into her mouth. "What took you so long anyway?" she asked looking at Shailene.

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As he and Catalina walked there way to the front door Isaiah could hear a small knock. As they got closer he could see Linnaea and Chadwick through the glass. Catalina walking ahead of him got to the door first and opened it. Taking his phone out of his pocket he looked at the time and it was 12:46 PM. He was surprised that so many people were showing up so early but as long as he could put them to work he didn't care. "Took you long enough.", he said echoing Catalina's words to Linnaea as he addressed Chadwick. "I had a feeling you'd be rocking the yellow. Did Shay pick that out for you?" Isaiah asked with a sly smirk. Isaiah liked to mess with Chadwick about his relationship with Shay and how they both said they weren't a couple while in truth they were a total couple. Isaiah was still dressed in his Hollywood High football t-shirt and shorts that he had gone to the store in. He still need to change his clothes but he hadn't found the time to do so just yet.

As Catalina started flirting with Chadwick a cheeky grin appeared on Isaiah's face as it was always amusing when girls flirted with Chad. He got so flustered and just awkward it was funny to watch. "We need to get some stuff out the trunk.", Catalina said reminding him why he had come outside in the first place. "Almost forgot." He said walking to the trunk of his car, "There's stuff in both the trunk and the backseat so let's try not to forget anything." Catalina went and opened the trunk and Isaiah opened the side door. "Hey, Izz." Linnea spoke to him and he realized that he hadn't said hello to her yet. "Hey there you. I guess the theme of the day went over your head too.", he said as he noticed she was messing with her top. Stacking three cases of tequila on top of each other he heard her ask, "What is it I need to grab?" Grabbing the boxes he dragged them out the leather seats and held them taking a step back from the car, "Hey, Izz. Where do you want these at?". Just follow Honey and sit them down where ever.", he spoke in a response to Chadwick before looking back at Linnaea. "It must be earlier than I thought... There aren't many people here yet, huh?" Isaiah nodded, "Yeah well the party doesn't start till four and it's just going on one now. So, yeah you guys are earlier. The DJ and bartender haven't even arrived yet. No worries though at least I don't have to go through this manual labor alone. Speaking of which just grab whatever you can carry and set it down anywhere in the house. I'll sort through it after we get everything inside." He gave her a smile before walking away into the house.

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As Shailene continued to browse through the selection of bathing suits and bikinis while sipping her cool hibiscus tea, she had glanced back at her phone to see another text from Chad. He was with Linnaea, Cat, and Isaiah. Which was good. It meant he was in good company, which would definitely pass the time. And knowing Izzy, he'd put to Chad to work without fail. Smirking, she had tucked her phone away when she heard her name being called and smiled when she saw Jas. Her eyebrows rose for a moment when Jas told her that she would be informing Allie of Shailene's presence.

"I thought I text her, oh well, let them know," she said softly, eyeing a cute little red number before remembering that she was going to wear green or yellow. These were the decisions she had made. She positively tittered under Jas's gaze when the newly-dyed blonde noted her Solistice bag. Grinning, Shay clutched the bag to herself. "Before you judge me, remember that I am your friend and you love me and as my friend, you know I love shades. And they were on sale, love! How could I resist?" Knowing that Allie would be on her way soon, Shay drank some more of her tea, still wondering about the cute little green number that she could definitely see herself wearing under one of her many kimonos.

When Allie and Aaliyah - what was this? Attack of the As? - arrived, she smiled at her friends, looking up from the wide selection to greet them. "Hey, loves! I took Chad's dad's car and dropped Chad back at the house. He's helping Izzy." She answered first before deciding to grab a hold of the bikini. "Richard and mom are still on vacation, so I've been staying with him. What do you guys think?" She inquired, holding up the top and bottom.





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Still holding the boxes, Chadwick adjusted his weight somewhat and laughed at Isaiah's commentary about his wardrobe. He offered a "What do you think?" over his shoulder. He set the boxes down before deciding to set down his duffel bag. It would be in the way anyway. Besides, it made things feel a little heavier. Chad straightened himself before glancing back at his friend.

He didn't feel particularly embarrassed about his relationship with Shailene, despite the relentless teasing from their friends. Their dynamic had been confusing from the beginning. They were close, much like a real couple, but he had always only thought of Shay as his sister. Maybe once did he entertain the prospects of a relationship with Shailene; she was beautiful, intelligent, and had enough sass and kindness in her that kept her appealing. She could be flirty one day and well, sweet and almost childish another, but that was just who she was. And it was appealing, yes, and any guy that settled for his best friend would be the luckiest person in the world because her loyalty and love was insurmountable. But that was all she was - his best friend. And as long as he was aware of that and she was aware of that, anyone else could say whatever they wanted. It didn't change anything. Besides, it kept guys like Ricardo Slim- Helú away from her, at least as far as he was concerned.

"And sorry about that. Shay has Dad's car, so I took one of the bikes. Just came back from breakfast." With that said, he headed back to the truck to grab a few more boxes.

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Linnaea had to hold back a laugh as Iz commented on her outfit. Her cheeks went light pink, as she hoped she hadn't made it too obvious of what her intentions - or rather, what she didn't intend to do - were. "Actually, Iz, I'm wearing red underneath. I don't really plan on hooking up tonight. It's not exactly my thing." She shrugged again, leaning past him to drag a box of what smelled like alcohol off the car seat. She didn't mind drinking, but she made a mental note to not drink so much she'd let herself go in any situation. She wanted to keep herself to herself.

She eased the box out of the car, ignoring Honey as she eased it out and giving the boys a view they were sure not to forget for at least a little while. She cringed inwardly - she could never have that sort of confidence - before putting on a smile and taking the bottles of liquid inside, clinking with every step.

She set the box down inside, somewhere near to the bar, before checking her phone. Allie had messaged her again, and Naea grinned to herself. She hurriedly texted back.

TO: Allie <3
Red, red, RED! You think I'd wear anything else? xD


Chad entered soon after, saying about how he took the bike. Naea smiled to herself, before slipping her phone back into her pocket, unable to stop herself from thinking about the good looking guy in yellow. He was pretty hot. She shook her hair again, before walking out again, running her fingers through the lengths of her curls. She walked back out, to retrieve more boxes for the party. The hot sun beat down on her back as she walked back outside, and she was eventually forced to take off her cardigan, resigning to throwing it into her car and damn the consequences. She wasn't sure she was comfortable with showing off her shoulders and the strap of her red bikini top, even though it sparkled subtly in the midday sun. She couldn't help but think herself lucky that pink was close enough to red. The colour, along with green and yellow, was way too bright for Naea's taste, as she prefered creams and pastel colours, if anything, and darker colours in the winter time. She would have been way more comfortable in blue.

She wrinkled her nose at the thought of herself in a blue bikini, and only that, before she reached in to grab another box. More alcohol, of course. Naea huffed a sigh of amusement as she wondered how on earth Isaiah had managed to get rid of all of the alcohol he must have had in his bar to need so much more now. She hadn't factored in how many people would be there, of course, but still, how many of these people would actually be drinking? And exactly how much were they all going to drink? She shook her head once more, carrying the box back inside, the sandals on her feet making a slapping sound against her foot and the ground as she moved. One thing she knew for sure was the party was going to be great - even if she didn't drink or do anything that others did at parties, it was going to be one hell of a good time.

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"What do you think?" Chadwick called over his shoulder as the two boys walked into the house with boxes in hand. "I think you should be wearing green and having regrettable one-night stands, but your kind of sort of not girlfriend is being a cock block by picking out a yellow outfit for you to wear. Which means she has already broken rule number three of the night." He said picking up the poster that Jasmine had made earlier. Walking to the kitchen with the poster in hand he began looking through the drawers for a roll of tape. "And sorry about that. Shay has Dad's car, so I took one of the bikes. Just came back from breakfast." Finding the tape in the third drawer he opened he gave a shrug in response to what Chad said. "It's cool. A man's gotta eat, right?" As Chadwick and Linnaea went back outside to retrieve more boxes Isaiah put up on the wall behind the bar where it would be high enough to be seen. He had thought about putting up on the front door but he wasn't about to the stain the glass.

With the poster up he put the tape back where he had gotten it from and then went back outside. Walking to his car he returned to the side of the car and started stacking boxes when he noticed his phone lit up. He grabbed his phone out of the cup holder and saw that he had three notifications. He had gotten a text from Andrew, a guy on the football team who said him and a couple of guys would be there in ten with the kegs. Both the DJ and the bartender had sent separate texts saying that they would be there shortly to start setting up their stations. With more people on the way he figured it was time for him to go throw on something green before he sent the wrong message to the ladies about where he stood on the DTF spectrum. Placing his phone on top of three boxes of variety mixed snacks he headed back into the house. Placing the boxes down in the kitchen he grabbed his phone and went to his room to change his clothes.

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"Hey, loves! I took Chad's dad's car and dropped Chad back at the house. He's helping Izzy." Alessandra made a face that both Jasmine and Aaliyah picked up on as she pretended to look through the swimsuits as Shailene went one, "Richard and mom are still on vacation, so I've been staying with him. What do you guys think?" Alessandra looked up from the rack of the swimwear and her eyes fell on the bikini that Shailene held. "Green? What kind of trouble are you looking to get into tonight?" Alessandra asked with a devilish grin. Jasmine chuckled at her sister as she viewed the bikini, "I like it. Aaliyah what do you-" Aaliyah shook her head, "Looks dull. And that's an ugly shade of green." She said answering Jasmine question before she even finished asking it.

Aaliyah didn't say anything after that as she walked away from the group. Alessandra just shrugged shaking her head, "I didn't think it looked bad but-" Aaliyah returned and cut Alessandra's sentence short as she said, "Now this is cute." She had a pink and green bikini in hand, "Don't you guys think?" The step-sisters nodded in unison "That is really pretty. I mean its mostly pink but it still has the green in it, so it works." Alessandra nodded at her sister's words as she looked at Shaliene, "What do you think Shay? You like?" Aaliyah smiled at the positive reviews she got from the girls, "If you'd like you can swap out the top for this one.", she said holding up the second bikini top in her other hand.

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Honey rolled her dark eyes when Naea said hooking up wasn't her thing. She wasn't sure why that comment bothered her but for whatever reason it did. She pouted as she drummed her fingers along the counter. " Now I'm bored, when is A getting here? ". Aaliyah was definitely Honey's best friend. When it came down to it: Honey always had Aaliyah's back because she knew she always had hers. Even though Aliyah was Queen Bee she never worried about Honey because Honey didn't care about any of that. Alot of girls say they're best friends but stab each other in the back like it's nothing, but not Aaliyah and Honey. She pulled out her phone and opened a new message.

To: Aliyah
Bitchlette come save me, I'm drowning in boredom.


She grinned at the text as it sent. Honey developed a talent for creatively distorting words and Bitch was her favorite word to distort. Bitcher, your Bitchness, Bitchtude, Bitchachose, and that's just a few examples. She slipped her phone into her back pocket. She walked over to where they set all the drinks down and started organizing them. She saw Chadwick come back in the house and met him at the door. " So big daddy Chaddy, did you miss me over the summer. " She said with a grin. She pulled a rubber band off her wrist and pulled her hair, minus her long bangs, into a ponytail. Her long bangs annoyed her since they grazed her shoulder and were just as thick as the rest of her hair but she refused to pin them back. She brushed them out of her face a bit as she walked over to the bar. She propped herself up and promptly sat on the edge of the bar. She tilted her head to the side as she awaited his answer.

To: Ricky
Planning to rear your ugly head at the party tonight your highness?


Honey had to admit she was curious if Ricky would show tonight. She really hadn't contacted anybody but Aaliyah all summer. Honey had a habit of going off the radar. Those who knew her were used to her antics and had grown to accept her but she knew it frustrated them when she just dipped off. The only person who knew where Honey was anytime any day was Aliyah and those were special privileges reserved for her. Then again she had no real reason to contact Ricky. All he would do is get in her pants.

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Shailene couldn't have gotten out of that mall fast enough. While she could handle Alessandra on a regular basis, if there was one person that tried her patience to the highest degree, it was Aaliyah Lapierre. It wasn't all bad with the blonde queen bee. In fact, Aaliyah had the capacity to be a very good friend. Yes, she could be extra, but so could Honey and Alessandra. And Shailene loved the both of them! However, if there was on person that truly made her upset and was too much for Shailene to handle without wanting to wring their necks, it was Aaliyah. After buying the swimwear her friend/person she envisioned strangling too many times in one week, Shailene headed home to get ready for the party. Which, to be completely honest, she was running a little late for.

After seeing that her things put away and indulging in a small serving of frozen yogurt provided by one of her favorite chefs, Christine, Shailene fled to her room and hopped into the shower. Afterwards, she slicked on her favorite jasmine scented body lotion, with the sunblock properties, and slid on the bikini. She didn't immediately put on clothes and had settled for traipsing around her living quarters in nothing but swimwear. As she applied a carefully minimal amount of eyeliner around her almond-shaped eyes, she wondered about the party Isaiah was throwing. While she was looking forward to it, she also didn't know how she would feel. Being green meant being available and being available meant being susceptible to constant flirting and well, Shailene was not discriminatory when it came to those who showed her interest. As bad as it sounded, she liked the flirty attention. She wasn't a slut, like some people she knew and hadn't seen in a few weeks, but she damn sure wasn't going to pretend that she was opposed to attention, even if it wasn't just from those in their clique. Satisfied with the minamlistic make-up she was wearing (subtle shimmery gold eyeshadow, a light layer of eyeliner, a hint of mascara on her already long lashes, and a faint gloss that brought out the pink of her already plump lips), she put her items away and walked back into her room only to gasp sharply.

"What the bloody hell, Ric?" She hissed after catching her breath, a hand over her heart to calm the organ in the midst of its frantic beating. The male in question looked up from his phone with a very sly smirk on his face; he had just sent his text to Honey and shoved the phone back into his pocket.

To: Honey
Why? Miss me already?

After messing around with Shay's tolerance level and joking around with Chadwick back in Monte Carlo, he had seen his friends off and did a few photo shoots. He didn't have his typical fun while he was there; the last lay he had had was Shailene and well, that only occurred when Chad went off to the gym for that hour and a half. Chuckling about the memory, his attention returned to the brunette. Brown eyes laced with molten honey raked over her svelte form, following the smooth lines of her very gracious curves. Shailene coughed to get his attention back to her eyes.

"Now that you're done leering," she began and stepped further into her bedroom, disliking her friend more and more for the absolutely disgustingly charming smile on his face. "How the hell did you get into my house?" Ric shrugged and lay back, settling himself against the neatly yet haphazardly lined pillows at her headboard. Glowering, Shailene stepped over and snatched her favorite feathery one from beneath him.

"Seems to be an extra sparkle in your bitchiness today, love," he commented lazily, arms folded over his chest. He laughed at her small answering growl. "Charlie let me and he texted you, but you had been in the shower. So, like a gentleman, I waited until I knew you were somewhat decent." Ricardo surprisingly had waited. Any other day, he might have decided to simply wait in her room while she was still in the shower. However, he had seen that Michael had just returned from his own summer vacation and the two began to catch up. Afterwards, they both were headed to the same wing, where both Shay and Michael stayed. Ric had, in his own defense, knocked on the door twice, but in her rummaging through her bathroom, Shay obviously had not heard him so he had let himself in. Not his fault that she wasn't paying attention.

Shailene didn't say anything at first. Instead of offering some sardonic comment to his teasing about her being inattentive or distracted, she observed his outfit, complete with his Versace medallion and watch. It didn't come to her surprise Ric opted to wear green...well, it was green and the other two colors, but green was the focal point of his outfit. What surprised her, however, was the fact that she was not jealous. In fact, she found that she could care less. It was no secret that Shailene could be a jealous individual when it came to people infringing on her territory. It was one of those things that she and Ricardo could actually agree on. And yes, they had been sleeping together, which occurred after he and Aaliyah had broken up. She hadn't been close or even know when Aaliyah well enough when that occurred, so while some might would see that - if they ever found out in the first place - as an infringement against the girl code, she couldn't. Not when the two had barely gotten along at the time and didn't claim each other as friends until some time later. All it proved was that this was definitely not an emotional connection, but a sexual one. Nothing more than that and it wasn't as intense or consuming as she originally thought it was.

"Shouldn't you be with the other jocks or waking up in some model's bed?"

"I'm in yours, aren't I?" Shailene laughed lightly.

"Shut up and let me get dressed, you little shit," she replied. She hurried up and yanked on some lime green skinny jeans along with another pair of Jimmy Choo wedge sandals. Afterwards, she pulled on a simple white top that tied up and revealed her very much yummy flat tummy. Deciding to gather her hair back in a care-free yet elegant mesh at the back of her head so that tendrils still framed her face, Shailene pulled on her Guess watch and bracelet set. She had just been in the middle of jabbing some gold hoops with encrusted pink diamonds in her ears when she heard Ric laugh again.

"Boy Wonder says we are late and better hurry up. Apparently, he's been with Honey this whole time," he said and Shailene laughed.

"Fine, fine. I'm ready." She gave herself one final spritz of her favorite jasmine-scented body spray. Satisfied, Shailene grabbed the car keys from her dresser along with her Mar Jacob sunglasses, and then motioned for Ric. He followed obediently. Situated in their own vehicles, she in Chad's and he in his own, they both headed off to the party with Ric following Shailene. Meanwhile they had both sent their own texts; Ric sent one to both Isaiah and Chadwick about being on his way and taking his thanks from Izzy since he had invited a few models to the party as a housewarming gift. Shailene sent her own to the girls to see if they were on their way as well.



Chadwick was still reeling from the time he spent helping Isaiah, Linnaea, and Honey set up and get organized for the party. While he was used to Honey's antics, her albeit flirty antics, the flush of heat that surged beneath his flesh every time they were alone or in close quarters really set him ill at ease. On one hand, it was flattering having Honey's attentions on him. She was absolutely gorgeous and too many guys at their school had a thing for her. On the other, Chad just wasn't sure if he wanted to pursue anything with her yet. And when the hell did she start calling him 'Big Daddy Chaddy?'

"Of course I missed you, Cat. How could I not?" He had replied earlier, which must have been the right answer, because the way her eyes lit up had him smiling brightly in return.

Shaken from his thoughts by the sound of friends reuniting after probably not having seen each other for twenty-four hours, Chadwick nodded appreciatively at the bartender before accepting a Kamikaze (he partly loved it for the name, and partly because it was a really good drink), and decided to head over to where he saw Linnaea standing. People had been gathering and some were currently splashing about in the pool. Others didn't wait long. They were already flirting while Chad doubted too many could drunk that easily, some were even making out at the moment. Smirking, he tapped his friend on the shoulder.

"Wanna make a bet? How long do you think before the cops come?"

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When she and Ric had finally managed to get to Isaiah's house, Jasmine Villegas' new song was being blasted from wherever the DJ booth was. A small proud smile flitted across Shay's face when she heard it and immediately, she was rocking against Ric, though definitely in a platonic way since they were walking side by side. He only grinned. Immediately, when the two stepped into the home, flashing lights were the first thing that greeted her followed by the sound of drunken whisperings and the faintest hint of someone splashing in a pool. Luckily, Shailene still had her shades on and at this point, refused to take them off if people were going to be snapping pictures. Chuckling, Ric removed his own and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leading the way into the house.

"You would think that with all the flashing lights of Hollywood that you'd be used to the royal treatment," he said into her ear since the music was loud enough to drown out most conversation. Shailene almost didn't even catch it since she was looking for friends, but when she did, she smirked.

"Fuck you," she yelled, not even bothering to speak closely. They were close enough as it was. Luckily for them, no one stood in their way. In fact, they knew better than that. The two made their way through the house, joking amongst themselves about the lustful antics of people who obviously could not wait to get to a bedroom. Ric didn't pride himself on judging people for embracing their sexuality and neither did Shailene, but they both would rather have that in private settings. When you're close to stripping each other, it was time to go. Once the two made it outside, Ric's eyes fell on a very familiar blonde.

"I'll leave you to find Boy Wonder. Got a Queen to pay my respects to." Shay rolled her eyes at the thought and while some part of her would have wanted to at least say that she greeted Aaliyah at the party, she wasn't in the mood. She didn't even look in the direction her friend's eyes were in. If anything, she wanted Alessandra or Honey to be with her before she saw Aaliyah, not because she was afraid of her, but because of how her tolerance level could be when the two of them were alone. She just nodded and slid out from under his arm, deciding then to go back inside where she saw the bar. Smirking at a few females who were busy whispering to one another and admiring his physique, Ric made his way over to Aaliyah, eyes running over her rather svelte form before meeting the stunning blue shade of her eyes. "And so the Queen of Beauty and Grace actually decided to grace her lowly subjects with her presence. Not that I'm too surprised. Enjoying yourself yet?" Just like Aaliyah, Ric had never been in to small talk unless he knew he was getting laid afterwards. But after having dated her and being in the same social circle, he couldn't not at least acknowledge Aaliyah's presence. It was disrespectful to what friendship they did have and the fact that they had known each other for a long time.

Meanwhile, Shailene finally received her Sex on the Beach and was currently sipping the drink while she ran her eyes over a few of the party guests. She had seen Chad talking it up with Linnaea and while she wanted to see her friend, Shailene was always down for a drink first. She had texted him about looking delicious, to which he replied with a blank faced emoticon that had her cracking up. Like always, Izzy's party was a hit and she was surprised that she didn't see the host himself at the moment. Just as she was about to go look for one of her friends, someone squealed and practically toppled over her as they wrapped their arms around her waist.

"OMG, Lexie!" She screamed in response to her fellow devil girl and the redhead, already partly tipsy and just a very enthusiastic indviudla to begin with grinned. "I know, I haven't seen you all summer! Other than your Instagram pics, which were abso-fuckin'-lutely fabulous! And OMG, you wore your hair natural!" Lexie seemed to put on a rather perturbed expression because before she knew it, Shay's hair was tumbling down her back in those same luscious curls and Lexie fluffed them to life. "Much hotter! Now, come on and dance with us!" Shailene laughed and while trying to keep her grip on her glass, she followed her friend to the other devil girls who greeted her just as enthusiastically. Another more popular song started playing and Shailene looked up to see Honey walking and immediately called to her, "Honey! Get off your phone and come dance with me!" She didn't care if the blonde had just finished dancing, not that she knew that. Honey spent too much time on her phone anyway. And besides, she wanted some time with her friend before she was abandoned in favor of the queen bee.

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"TURN DOWN FOR WHAAAAAAAAAATTT!!!!!" She shouted after the second round of shots between the jocks and the Devil Girls before tipping her glass back. The once biting liquid didn't nearly bring tears to her eyes as when she first took a drink when she was around fourteen. In fact, she had a thing for vodka now, though if you put a Mai Tai in her face you would discover how much she preferred rum. A few party-goers laughed at the expression of one of the newer cheerleaders who obviously was not used to hard liquor and Sienna patted the girl on the back, laughing.

Sienna Gancia was obviously having a really good time.

She had started the day off well enough. A few of the Devil Girls had spent the night over and we were welcomed by a very scrumptious brunch served by one of the best cooking staff in all of California, at least that's what Sienna believed. She had grown up having these people cook for her, even when they moved into their current home back in 2010. She loved these people and they were practically family. And come on, if you make one hell of a dessert, you're obviously alright in Sienna Gancia's book. At least until you piss her off. After brunch and lazily lounging around in her pool, the girls were treated to manicures and pedicures before raiding Sienna's two-story closet to see what would go well with their swimwear. A good three hours of joking around, gossiping and getting ready passed by before the girls all piled in to Sienna's limousine and made their way to Isaiah's party. And they were currently having a blast. Even Sienna, despite the fact that she earlier was not aware if she would be able to even find a suitable bikini. Which she did, at the last second.

If there was one problem she had with underwear or bathing suits, particularly bikinis, it would be the designers' inability to always successfully create items that fit, well, her girls. What surprised and had her friends taunting her all the time was the fact that Sienna may seem fit and fim due to being a cheerleader and keeping her body in shape with dancing, but the smooth curves were definitely accentuated by the double Ds on her chest that always seemed to have a problem fitting certain things. Sure, she likes looking a little sexy; cleavage is one of her best friends. But when it came to bikinis, which she loved so that she could show off her flat and firm tummy, she always had just a bit of trouble. However, at the last minute, she managed to snag this surprisingly cute dark red bikini that was hiding in her closet. On top of it, she wore a simple and practically see-through cover-up, which stopped just a bit past the middle of her thighs with some gold Jimmy Choo sandals. To add to the overall beach/pool image she had going on, she added a nice sunhat. Along with a pair of Givenchy earrings and a gold-tone ring, Sienna walked out her home earlier today looking good and knowing she looked good. And if her confidence didn't say something, then surely the near three-hundred likes on Instagram said enough for her. Also, so what if she was wearing red? It meant that she wasn't available for any of these dumbasses to hit on her. She, however, could be very much on the prowl. Besides, as everyone knew, Sienna looked hot in red.

Pulled from her thoughts, Sienna had just tuned in when Jessie J's summer hit blasted from the DJ booth and she practically buzzed with excitement. Obviously, a few of the girls felt her energy because they all started singing along to the song, which was fine because Sienna was a damn good singer and she knew the words by heart. Not to mention the fact that out of boredom during her time in France, she had choreographed a routine and showed some of the girls a few nights before. Giggling to themselves and pretty much clearing the way, the girls all huddled together just as the chorus came around the second time and immediately launched into a dance number, which at one point consisted of rolling their hips sensually and whipping their hair. Warm and lush brown waves tumbled around Sienna's shoulders as she cast a very seductive look in a general direction and with the whoops and hollers of the guys around them, she knew that they were killing it. Not to mention the fact that she looked hot as fuck. During the rap part, she whirled around and starting reciting Nicki Minaj and her eyes landed on a very familiar face.

"Well, if it isn't the bitch with an itch for Chad," she said really loudly over the music, not caring if anyone heard what she said. She was always this way with Sienna and if anyone even thought of going around and having something to say about it, they could always see Sienna. Shailene paused, looking away for that moment from the direction Honey was in and smirked.

"I see someone hasn't washed her mouth out with soap yet." Sienna laughed before walking to her friend, more like strutted if you would call it that. No, Sienna had a slow and easy catlike walk, grace and sensuality mixed in one. It could be overpowering, especially when she was angry, but not now.

"Get real, you love this potty mouth and you know it!" The two girls embraced tightly before releasing one another. "Where's his Slutty Eminence and his Boy Wonder?" Shailene chuckled.

"Outside, Ric's probably still messing with Aaliyah." Sienna's countenance darkened, only for a second, before she shrugged. The last thing - and yes, she was very serious when she said thing - Sienna wanted to even remotely allow to cross her mind was Aaliyah Lapierre. That bitch was not going to kill her vibe.

"Wouldn't wanna be him," was the only response Sienna offered, casually running a smooth hand through her thick silky mane. As she did so, she scanned the room nonchalantly, not really looking for anyone in particular. She had spotted Izzy disappearing with some random chick who definitely looked hot enough for even Sienna to bang and Jas had been wandering around earlier. Sinking her teeth into her very luscious bottom lip, which was currently coated in a cake-batter flavored lip gloss, her eyes landed on the bar where a very unfamiliar but attractive face was. A quick scan of the rather impressive physique and Sienna was practically a cat watching its prey, a smirk on her face and a glint in her gorgeous green eyes. She turned back to Shailene. "Headed to the bar for a drink."

"Obviously, 'cause your thirst looks very evident," Shailene replied dryly and Sienna's smirk broke out into a lascivious grin.

"Bitch," she shot at her friend before smoothly approaching the bar, slowly moving her hair so that the long locks draped over her left shoulder casually. It also brought attention to the smooth expanse of pale skin on her elegant neck, but she wasn't going to point that out. Instead of looking directly at the new guy, she kept her attention on the bartender who all but stared at her impressive cleavage. "Mai Tai and your eyes up here, thanks," she said in a sweet voice, raking her hand over her hair again before settling her elbows on the bar. She fiddled with her bracelet for a minute, a minor habit of hers whenever she had a piece of jewelry on her wrist, before turning her gaze towards the stranger with light brown hair. She didn't know yet if she wanted to pursue anything too seriously, like making out with him near the back at the moment, but conversation wouldn't hurt. Plus, she'd know someone who either went to her school or a possibly helpful stranger. "Now, I'd like to say that I at least know the faces of everyone who goes to my school, and I know for a fact that I've never seen yours. You new or something?" It wasn't her best starting lines, but she wasn't looking to pick him up.

Not yet anyway.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Jasmine Villegas Character Portrait: Isaiah Scott Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Janice Baggs Character Portrait:
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Janice had been talked into going to this party. She didn't even know there was one happening she would not have known if it weren't for her good friend Jasmine who seemed no matter the stupid talk that went around about Janice she still had good faith and kindness into the friendship. Janice had agreed and looked for an outfit with Jasmine and then had to go home. Her mom was waiting there with the car. "How did it go sweetie?" Janice looked at her mother and hopped in with a smile. "Yeah it went great. I ran into a friend and we looked for a dress for this party tonight. Can I go? Janice listened to the silence in the car as her mom drove through the green lights and stop signs here and there. "Sure you can go. I like if you would make more friends your age." Janice sighed and decided to say nothing until she did. "Mom let's not start this conversation again. People pull me down on my weight. Okay. I don't care though they all are sissies because they dare don't say it to my face."

Janice was quite fed up with the way the acted and the way they treated her all the time. She was fed up it was normal she likes to think. She stayed silent the rest of the drive and so did her mother. When they got home she put her dress on her bed and turned on her laptop and did some writing her pretty little liars fan fiction. She liked writing her fan fiction and her mother didn't like it all that much. Janice finished writing a chapter and realized the time. She got up and walked to the kitchen and saw that her mother left a note saying that there was food in the fridge and there was an emergency so she would be home late. Janice grabbed out the pizza in the fridge and warmed it up in the microwave.

Once it was warm she ate it and then went to the bathroom to shower. She showered and then changed into her dress She walked to her closet and grabbed out her favorite pair of high heels. She grabbed them sat down and put the high heels on. She walked back to the bathroom and put some blush on and decided a nice pair of earrings and necklace would do the trick to her outfit.

She grabbed a pair of earrings and put them in. She then grabbed a necklace and put it on looking at the beauty. She loooked great. She quickly put on some red lipstick and then walked out the door.

Janice walked to the bus stop bought a ticket and sat there waiting for the bus to come. She had become even great friends with the bus driver. Usually he was very sweet and even offered her one of his mints he made. She hopped on the bus and looked at the bus driver she was shocked because it wasn't the usual bus driver. "Where's Freddy?" "He out sick." Janice foudn this as a bad omen and sat down in her seat waiting till she got close enough street to walk the rest of the way to the party.

When they got close enough she walked to the house seeing the kids and people walking around and the music pumping loud. Janice was a party girl but somehow didn't like the thought of all those horny teenage bitches in one hosue. It irked her. She walked inside looking around for Jasmine to see if she could find her if not it was time to go.

Janice walked to the bar and looked at the bartender and smiled. "Hello good-looking. Can I have a vodka please?" He walked around and poured and handed it to her. "Thanks." She looked and there she saw Jasmine. "Hey rad party right?"

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Linnaea couldn't help but laugh when Chad suggested a bet. "Sure, I'm game." She laughed, having to look down at her feet to avoid bursting into fits of giggles. "Give it five minutes after the Devil Girls and Ric show up, and all hell will break loose somewhere. So... Sometime soon." She shrugged. She hurried around the bar and got herself a Bacardi Breezer - she'd start with something 'light'. "Let's get this party started."

Soon enough, the lights were down and the beat of the music was beating in time with her heartbeat. Consumed by the alcohol in her bloodstream, Naea decided it was time to seek out her friends, with Chad. The crowds had gathered, and as everyone had predicted, Isaiah's end party was a huge hit. It always was. As she stood on her tiptoes to try and find somebody familiar, she pulled up the strap to cover the spaghetti strap of her red bikini. She knew she'd have to show it somehow to let people know she wasn't open to that, but for now she'd pretend she hadn't noticed it wasn't on show. She swallowed the anxious lump in her throat and soon spotted the gorgeous heads of hair that were Aaliyah, Jasmine and Isaiah. She grinned and turned to Chad quickly.

"Iz sure knows how to throw a party." She smiled at them him, before adding, "Do you want to see if we can find someone, or just stick together?" She cringed inwardly, but disguised it with a sheepish looking smile. Naea finally noticed the new girl that Jasmine had introduced the group to, and watched from a distance. The group soon split up, and Jasmine and the other girl headed to the dance floor while Aaliyah headed off in a different direction. She soon lost Isaiah in the crowd. She sipped at her Breezer once again, shaking her head. "I forgot how awesome parties are." She laughed out loud in her own awkwardness - her social anxiety was showing, making the situation even worse for herself. She calmed herself down by reminding herself that she was only talking to Chad, sighing heavily before sipping again at the drink.



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Florian had left the mall before Angelina, adorned in a green swimming trunk and a black tank top. Skateboard tucked underneath his arm, he had headed to the party, aiming to get pretty drunk and hit on a lot of girls. Who cared about the consequences? There were already thousands at home, not that he'd ever get them. His mother was drunk half the time anyway - who knows what sort of bad impressions it had left on the boy?

Florian laughed out loud when he pictured the conversation between him and the police, assuming he was caught. The guy knew all the back passages and alleyways around here. He just picked up his skateboard and headed inside, where the beat was vibrating through the floor even several metres away from the beatboxes. He soon headed inside and headed straight to the bar, where he spotted the bitch Sienna and a guy flirting with her. He rolled his eyes but headed over anyway.

"You guys wanna do shots?" He yelled over the bass of the music. The guy looked reasonable enough, but Sienna... He didn't know how she'd react. She did look pretty hot, though, even Flo could admit that. He quickly ordered three vodka shots, resolving to drink them himself if they didn't want them, before yelling, "Of course, if you wanna get down and dirty I'm up for that too." He downed his own shot hurriedly, before winking in a very sarcastic fashion of his own. He knew he was acting like a jerk, Florian always did, especially to bitches, Royal or not. And seeing as she threw his skateboard down the hall and almost snapped the thing, causing him to slave for hours over the thing to fix it, he'd try and annoy her, although not take it too far. He didn't want a physical fight today.