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Ricardo Slim-Helú

"Even a king likes a litte fun..."

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

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{“Danger sweetens the brew. Makes it more delicious.” }
-Robin Maxwell, O, Juliet




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|Name|
"Rick is fine too. I'm a very simple man and your accent would probably suck, to be honest."
Ricardo Torrez Slim-Helú

|Nicknames|
"Again, I'm really simple. Rick is fine. Ricky is okay, I guess. I've also been called Dick, Asshole, Jerk - you know, the usual. You could also try "Your Majesty," but it's up to you."
Ricky, Ricky {Most common, preferred}; Helú {By coaches, least common & disliked}

|Age|
17

|Birth Date|
April 25, 1997

|Zodiac Sign|
Taurus

|Ethnicity|
47% Mexican| 13% Dominican| 15% Dutch| 25% Native American

|Sexuality|
"Once you have power, it's kinda hard for people to care who you are seen in bed with. Not like many see me in bed with anyone, unless it's a threesome. I like threesomes. I like people. If I want you, I want you. End of story."
Pansexual

|Relationship Status|
TBA




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|How old does he look?|
"Old enough."
Late teens to early twenties

|Height|
5'11

|Weight|
170 lbs

|Face Shape|
"And this is relevant, because...?"
Rectangular

|Skin|
Smoothly tanned

|Eye Color|
Honey brown

|Hair Type & Color|
Black and very soft

|Body Build|
Broad-shouldered and physically fit with light, defined muscles

|Glasses or Contacts|
Neither

|Distinguishing Marks|
"I haven't exactly found the right tattoo yet."
Just a few old scars from very rough play with childhood friends and siblings

|Hairstyle|
Really, it's just cut short, especially the front and sides and combed straight with a slight tousle on some days

|Physical Disabilities|
None

|Style|
Rick is just a guy who is all for looking cool and easy, but never doubt the expensiveness of his attire. Everything is almost always name brand, always the best. Never anything second rate.

|Favorite Outfit|
Really, anything that includes a leather jacket or a good pair of shades and a watch. He also loves his outfits with Converse sneakers.

|Overall Attractiveness|
"Have you seen me? Obviously your vision is flawed. Because I'm not."
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|Greatest Joys in Life|
Being in his own home without all of these people constantly expecting something from him Cooking: it became a hobby when he was back at home in Mexico City, but having lived on his own since the end of freshman year, cooking just became something he really enjoyed. He loves the smell of various spices floating in the air and the heat of the stove warming his skin Playing sports and being active Being on top (and he means that in whichever way your brain constructs it as) His motorcycle

|Greatest Fears|
øLosing his mother: she's fine now, he knows that, but the two of them are extremely close and anything happening to her would absolutely break his heart. So, he's always checking in on her øCatching an incurable disease and dying øGetting sexually assaulted again øGetting his heart broken

|Priorities|
Graduating HHS with his 3.67 GPA cumulative Get accepted into Berkley Perfecting his art portfolio

|Life Philosophy|
"If you see something about yourself that you don't like, fix it. Otherwise, it's going to haunt you forever and I'll probably help with the haunting thing."

|Good Personality Traits|
Cool Charismatic Hard-working Charming Fun-Loving Fun-Loving Independent Persistent

|Bad Personality Traits|
Judgmental Possessive Pretentious Bad Temper Cocky Competitive Vain

|Personality|
You remember those boys that your mother warned you to specifically stay away from because they will break your heart and leave you in a puddle of nothingness and hurt? Yeah, Ricky is that guy and he's not ashamed to admit that. You see, after being taken advantage of at a young age, Ricky made it his life goal to never be someone who can get hurt easily again. It meant grooming his physique, attitude, and countenance into that which no one would ever try to take lightly. So, when you see him roll up Hollywood High School's campus on a motorcycle or sport's car, know that if you give this man the time of day, you very well might lose your panties, dignity, and maybe even your heart depending on whether or not he's in the mood to not be on the market. Rick likes his freedom, really likes it, and has no qualms against seeing someone he's attracted to and letting them know that he's attracted. In fact, there hasn't been a person he has met that he didn't want, told them, and didn't have. Please, Rick isn't a guy that takes no for an answer. Actually, he doesn't take anything as something he cannot have or accomplish. There's a person, he gets them. There's a certain grade he wants, he works for it. He's a hardworking guy, whether or not his nonchalant and sometimes callous attitude would have you to believe otherwise, and he's damn well persistent when it comes to the things he wants. Rich or not, he knows that some things can't be taken for granted and you can't expect things to fall in your lap. Well, girls do, but you get the big picture.

Despite how many hearts he has broken or how many happy relationships Rick might have ruined, the one thing you cannot say is that he is not one smooth son-of-a-gun, which he definitely is. After all, you can't be on top and just be a dick! No, that would never work and the person that told you that obviously didn't want you to succeed. In any world, you have to be confident and damn well sure of yourself, but you have to appear humble and well, you got to have a charm that can win the hearts of peers and even adults. And Rick mastered that skill back when he was five and convinced his nanny to let him have a sip of the 'hot cocoa' that was in his brother's carafe - it was hot cocoa, but it was laced with Hennessey. Suave with eyes that has had many hearts thumping wildly, Rick almost always knows what to say to get in your pants, heart, and mind. And when it comes down to it, he could be your greatest ally or worst enemy. It's really up to you, when you think about it. Royal or not, he's definitely a guy that would rather sit and play video games, or joke around with a football than actually attend every black-tie event and be all snobby. So, when you consider his friendships, they're based upon the fact that Rick does have the capacity to be a loyal friend and a fun one whenever you want to party or simply goof off. However, if you're not a friend, don't expect him to bend over backwards to make that happen. He can be friends with whomever he wants and if he chose you, then obviously there is something awesome about you. If not, there's obviously a reason why that is.

The one thing that sets most people off is the fact that Rick is a Royal and well, he acts like a Royal. He judges anyone who is not in league with him, unless they're fun to be around then he's totally here for you, he is almost always picking on some geek or nerd, and he isn't the nicest person to be around. He doesn't exactly push someone in the locker; Ricky is too good for that. But he's also not against reminding people of their status if they don't come correctly. He can be downright brutal, when you think about it. He's also a very possessive man who likes to be in control and hates when anyone infringes on his territory. If something is his, don't touch, not without his permission. And that goes for lovers. Sure, he might have slept with Bobby's girl last week, but if Bobby even thinks about touching someone Rick wants, he'd order that fucker's death in a heartbeat. Or, just sock him one good time. You pick.




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|Drives & Motivations|
"I guess you can see my Dad is my biggest motivation, but then my mother is definitely an runner-up on the motivation race. Dad worked his ass to get to where he is and he's one of the richest men in the world, and for me, that means a lot. It means he was driven. It means that he had a goal and did everything he could to obtain such. Mom definitely is more on the humbler side, when it comes to finances, but she definitely is still hard-working and I guess you can say that her work is definitely less...illegal than his. So, I've gotta respect that."

|Immediate Goals|
Add a few more names in his black book of names from the girls and guys he has slept with Maintain his GPA throughout the year Maintain his social status Get accepted into at least ten colleges/universities

|Long Term Goals|
Expand on his father's real estate business and become the sole inheritor of that Settle down with his family (and yes, he's aware that he would have to put his promiscuity on the backburner, which he is more than willing to do given the right person) Design an art room for his own mansion Learn to fly a plane

|How does he plan to achieve these goals?|
"Well, for one, I have to stay on top of my grades. That's number one priority. Being King is fun and all, but that doesn't mean shit if I look like an idiot when compared to someone else. So, grades are a must. Plus, three of my teachers want to write my recommendation letters for school, so I gotta keep it up in those classes. I'm already independent, when you consider the fact that I keep track of my own rent and expenses, I cook nearly gourmet meals, and let's be honest, I've been doing good for a guy whose parents live in Mexico City. So, I just need to keep up with what I'm doing. But, for now, I guess I can keep up my status too. It makes the time pass."




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|Favorite Colors|
"I like golds, blacks, and even dark reds."

|Least Favorite Colors|
"If you're thinking pink, you're actually wrong. I hate lime green more than I hate pink. Pink, I can deal with. Lime green? That shit's disgusting and I hate yellow, only in terms of walls and rooms."

|Favorite Music|
It might come as a surprise, but he does like classical music. But in terms of modernitiy and being in, he likes anything by Imagine Dragons, Sam Smith, Tyga (maybe), and Kendrick Lamarr.

|Favorite Food|
"It depends. On one hand, I love bacon mac-and-cheese, especially now that I know how to make it from scratch and I'm pretty damn good at it. However, when it comes to more gourmet meals, I love anything seafood related, or even steak dishes. Filet mignons are life."

|Favorite Literature|
"There seems to be this running joke that I'm just a brainless dick, but let me tell you - I got a big ego and there's a damn well good reason. I am well read, thank you very much."
The Prince by Machiavelli

|Forms of entertainment|
Video games, action and horror films, and really, playing sports. That's entertainment enough for him. Sex is entertaining too, but whatever.

|Most Prized Possession|
It's this gold cross necklace that his mother gave him when he first came to Hollywood High School. She's a devout Catholic, despite her husband's more illegal activities. He is almost always wearing it.

|Most Valuable Possession|
Patek Phillipe Henry Graves Supercomplication Pocket Watch. It costs $11 M.

|Hobbies|
Sketching and painting| Having sex| Playing video games| Playing sports

|Plays a musical instrument?|
No, but he enjoys hearing others

|Sports?|
"Are you a transfer or just really stupid?"
Of course, he's a linebacker on the football team, point guard on the basketball team, and on the swim team.

|How would he spend a rainy day?|
Baking a homemade pizza, preferably a meat lover's, maybe some wings for a side, playing video games, and watching his favorite horror films. And that's only if his flavor of the night hadn't spent the night. If they did, they would more than likely spend a good amount of time in bed and Rick, because he's not always a dick, would cook something special for them.

|Spending Habits|
"Surprisingly decent, considering who some of my classmates are. I don't waste money on frivolous things, unless you count video games. But I don't spend a lot of money. Just not in me. Unless it's for someone else."

|Smokes?|
Never cigarettes, but weed is definitely something he enjoys. And hookah with friends is nice too. But only on the weekend or when he doesn't have a game.

|Drinks?|
Let's see, scotch in the morning, shots in between, and a brandy to end the day. And that's on those good days. Other times, especially if he's particularly in a bad mood, vodka straight is his best friend. But he never allows it to ever affect him on the court.

|Any other drug?|
None




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|Hometown|
Mexico City, Mexico

|Childhood|
"It was pretty good. I mean, we lived in a very large estate and the swimming pool had three slides, so I think we all can say I had nothing to complain about."

|Pets|
"Dad wasn't a fan of animals. And Mom didn't care, so we just played with the neighbor's animals or when cousins came in to town with their dogs."
None, sadly

|First Memory|
"I remember this one time where mom and dad were dancing, and it was some slow dance song that I can't remember right now. But they were happy and then he pulled me in, and we were all just dancing."

|Childhood Hero|
His father

|Dream Job|
"Still a dream, though I probably could be if I wanted to."
Painter

|Education|
"I was homeschooled with some of the best tutors, two of whom helped me with my accent which is pretty much nonexistent unless I'm speaking Spanish. Then Mom thought I needed a change of scenery after...things went to shit."
The Buckley School

|Finances|
Wealthy




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|Occupation|
Socialite| Student| Occasional Model

|Pets|
Still none. He hasn't decided on a pet yet

|Finances|
"I can't exactly give you the approximates for my Dad. His 'other' business is something I don't really delve into, and it raises his networth to the point that all the major powers would be a little concerned about. Either way, we're just really wealthy."
Father's Networth (As we know): $75.6 Billion
Mother's Networth: $24 M

|Home|
"I've been living in this townhouse for the better part of two years now and I've loved it ever since."
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|Transportation|
2014 Aston Martine Rapide
2014 Yamaha Sports Bike

|Father|
"Carlos Slim is one of the wealthiest men in the entire world and yeah, he's old. I tease him about it all the time. Before he's a business mogul, he's my dad and my greatest hero."

|Mother|
"My mom is super beautiful and still somewhat young, so it always baffles me what she saw in Dad. But either way, she's been a good wife since his last wife died and an amazing mom. She worries a lot, but it's mostly because I'm so far away and she can barely check on me because I try not to answer my phone too much on purpose. But I know she loves me."

|Siblings|
"Too many of them to name, some not exactly legitimate. I'm from Dad's third wife and I'm technically his second-youngest son. I love all my siblings, even the ones his wives have all looked at like they're nothing. We are pretty close and are always hanging out when I'm home. My brothers love visiting during school breaks."




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|How did he spend his summer?|
"Let's see, I spent a good chunk of it back home in Mexico and I did some volunteering at my little brother's soccer camp in Baja California. Met this very sexy little lady and had way more fun that my mom would have approved of. In fact, she really didn't improve, but I digress. It wasn't like I was looking for her approval this summer, I just wanted fun. I flew over to Monte Carlo with Shay and Chad, and the former probably hates me for inviting that model to sit with us during the film festival dinner but I think I made up for it. Anyway, I did a few modeling gigs over there before coming back."

|Grade|
Senior

|Clique|
Royals

|Where is he on the social ladder?|
"At the very top, my friend. Don't you see this crown?"

|Is he happy here?|
Duh!

|If he could be anywhere else, where and why?|
"Not saying I would, but if this is us speaking hypothetically or subjectively, I would go for the Animals. Maybe even the Drifters, I get weed down here anyway."
Why would he want to move anywhere? He's at the top!

|Any clubs or sports?|
Football team, basketball team, and swim team

|Best Subject|
"Definitely art classes and English. Math too. It keeps me guessing."

|Worst Subject|
"Am I really supposed to care how fucked up some of these countries are?"
History

|Class Schedule|
AP Literature & Composition
Marketing II
Studio Art
US Government 12 Honors
AP Physics 2: Algebra Based
AP French Language and Culture
Precalculus BC Honors
Speech and Debate III
Lunch

|Dialogue Color|
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So begins...

Ricardo Slim-Helú's Story

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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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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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Honey, after ordering a sea breeze (her favorite drink) started to walk around the quickly escalating party. A couple people called out her name to get her attention and she, for the most part, indulged them with a smile or a wave. She sipped her fruity drink and smiled as the cold fruity liquid filled her mouth. The best part of sea breezes? They were 180 calories. Honey wasn't a big fan of hard liquor. She'd suck down a cocktail any day but besides that not so much. Except Pinnacle Vodka, because they were sweet.

Her phone, which was fighting for space with her bikini top, buzzed making her shiver. Maybe she shouldn't place that in such a sensitive area? She looked at the screen and saw a text from his kinglyness himself. " This outta be good", She said while rolling her eyes. She quickly typed a response before tucking it in her purse and heading back inside to put away her purse for safe keeping.

To: Ricky
Ha that's cute


She headed upstairs, much to the pleasure of some jocks. She flipped them off jokingly as she opened a the door to the room that was filled with some of Shay's clothes. She stashed her purse in the closet, though she put her lip stain and her cell phone in her back pocket. As she headed down the stairs the DJ turned on one of her songs and she winked at him before emerging herself on the makeshift dance floor. She grinned and belted out the lyrics while seductively moving her hips, winding, and grinding to the beat with a few fellow devil girls. They also worked as a barrier against all the creeps who tried to dance with her. She grinned when she glanced at her phone and saw about 115 notifications on Instagram and about 150 on twitter and counting. Oh hell yeah

Once she had thoroughly worked up a sweat she slipped off the crop top and wedges leaving herself only in her hot pants and her bikini. She heard a few girls murmuring about how she looked like a goddess but she walked past them easily. So what if she wasn't wearing red, yellow, or green? Her skin was fucking yellow, it counts.

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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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"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?" As the royal king spoke to the reigning queen her lowly subjects as Ricardo called them left the king and queen alone. "Not as much as am sure you will be by the end of the night." Aaliyah spoke as she eyed a small group of girls gawking at their king in the background. She rolled her eyes in annoyance as she looked around at the festivities going on around her not really knowing what to say next. She didn't do small talk and while she and Ricardo were still technically friends without anyone else around things just got awkward fast. "Well this has been fun but if you'd excuse me am gonna go take a dip in the pool." Ending their conversation there Aaliyah slowly pulled her three thousand dress up and over her head leaving her standing in her bikini. "Brianna come here for sec." Aaliyah said waving over one of her fellow Devil Girls. "Can you watch my stuff?" Aaliyah asked as she handed the girl her expensive dress. "Sure Ali.", the preppy blonde said as Aaliyah took off her sandals and gave them to her. "Thanks Brie." A gleeful smile spread across the girl's face as she walked away with Aaliyah's things.

While Aaliyah went to test out Isaiah's new pool, inside the house Jasmine had finally found the host himself. "I'm just saying that was more of you than I ever wanted to see. Like ever." Isaiah rolled his eyes as Jasmine continued on about the disgust she felt after walking in one him and so random chick in the mix of a very imitate moment. "Don't be such a prude. Besides you could've knocked." Isaiah said as he put his green t-shirt back on. "As if you would've heard me if I had and trust me I would have if I thought you would have heard me. Hell if I knew you were in here getting busy I wouldn't have come in." Jasmine had a point there. As loud as the music was echoing throughout the party there was no way Isaiah or his "friend" would have heard her knocking. "Yeah well if I get blue balls it's on you." Jasmine rolled her eyes with chuckle as she shook her head, "I take no responsible for anything that involves your balls. Here." Jasmine said extending her hand that she held her bag in, "Why would I want your purse?" Rolling her brown eyes for a second time she walked over to him and handed him the bag, "Look inside the bag. Dumbass."

"Right." Isaiah said as he opened Jasmine's bag to see the bottles of his favorite brand of vodka. "Thanks Jazzy Jas." He went to hug her but she stepped back from her holding out her hand, "Yeah I love you but no. Your not touching me. Not until you take a shower. Using soap." Isaiah laughed as Jasmine walked around him over to the door. "Well unless you plan on staying here to pleasure yourself, how bout we get back to this epic party of yours." Isaiah nodded, "Am gonna put this bag in your room I'll meet you by the bar." With a nod of agreement Jasmine left the room heading back out into the party while Isaiah went to go put up her bag.

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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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Apparently, the Erik guy with the thick accent found her absolutely hilarious, or maybe he was nervous. Sienna didn't know. She was used to making people nervous though. When he began to explain his reasoning for his move to California, Sienna took another sip of her drink and her gaze drifted idly. Instantly, they recognized a very familiar head of blonde hair moving in some random direction, and away from two familiar and more friendly faces. Jasmine and Janice. No doubt, that bitch better have went the other way, she thought saucily before returning her attention to the make beside her. Sienna had just tuned in more clearly, not that she hadn't heard him, when he pretty much complimented her and she smiled coyly.

However, just as Sienna was preparing to respond and get him away from the bar, Florian the Skater Dweeb managed to slither into the party and propped himself up on the bar, interrupting her before she could set her plan in motion. When he began talking, Sienna was more than grateful for the shield her hair provided so that her ever-appearing eye roll would not be seen by him, but by Erik. Instead of being as excited or interested like Erik, Sienna turned to the skater dude a very blank stare, one that involved her eyes scanning him from head to toe in her signature scathing way that had even the toughest of rebels and loners squirming just a bit.

"Sure, why not," she replied dryly, grabbed the drink and tossed it back like it was water. Similar to Erik's thoughts, unknowingly, Sienna couldn't help but compare this brand to those of European countries - vodka that actually took her breath away. Smirking, she set her glass back down and trained her gaze back on Florian in time for Erik's inquiry about who the guy with the very dark hair was. "Oh, he's just someone who wasn't exactly down for my kind of fun back in the day," she told Erik and her smirk grew into a dark grin for Florian. "And trust me when I tell you, you wouldn't be ready for my kind of dirty. Don't think that board of yours was either."

Sienna didn't necessarily have a problem with Florian other than his blatant rudeness and inability to see that he was fucking with the wrong one. So what if you hated anyone in a higher status than yourself! If Sienna had never laid a hand in you or even talked to you, why try to run her over in the hallway, which had originally been an accident she had realized, and not apologize? And then be mad when she retaliates, it's ridiculous. And stupid if anyone knew of her temper. Satisfies with the expression on the skater's face, Sienna quickly pulled her straw from her glass and quaffed it two large gulps. She stood tall then and turned her back to Florian. He was too irrelevant to continue having a conversation with.

"Well, this was fun but a girl's gotta move. Come dance with me?" She said it on a slow smile with a quick flash of teeth and her right hand extended towards the male discreetly. Either way, she was leaving. It was up to Erik if he was coming along.

Meanwhile, Chad had finally made his way inside with Linnaea. She had joked moments earlier that all it would take for the party to be a bust would be Ric showing up and The Devil Girls acting up, which he had to disagree with. Chad's money was on the guys that brought weed, whom he was sure Isaiah had invited to the party. When they arrived inside, Chad had seen a few of their friends but they all went their separate ways and Sienna looked to be on the prowl even in her red. What he also noticed, since he was closest to her, was the way his companion seemed somewhat uncomfortable. Was it him?

"Hey, are you ok?" Chad asked her, turning to face Linnaea fully. Before he could any answers, however, a pair of tiny arms wrapped themselves around him from behind. Chadwick heaved a long, slightly dramatized sigh, and turned his body so that Shailene was in view. She grinned up at him, dimples pronounced.

"I knew you'd find me eventually," she exclaimed happily before her gaze landed on his companion. Shay instantly brightened. "And you brought my Linn! How are you, love?" Shay might have been looser in her antics partly because she had just finished two rounds of shots with the other cheerleaders, but her happiness was genuine. She has forgotten how easy it was to lose her composure in the midst of her cheerleading friends. She wasn't drunk, but she wasn't not slightly tipsy.

And Ric, well, Ric couldn't resist a challenge. He never could. So when one of the dudes from the swim team decides that he wanted to race the King of Hollywood High to see if he could finally next the infamous athlete, who was Ric to deny the guy a chance at a dream he was never going to see come alive? He had stripped slowly and one of the Royal girl, a cute brunette he hadn't slept with yet, held his things for him at her seat. And, to the surprise of no one, Ric won.

After all, Ric only ever lost to one person at HHS and that person was his best friend. Emerging from the cool depths of his friend's pool, Ric swiped his dripping hair back, glittering droplets coating the broad golden expanse of skin that was his chest. He looked up in time to see the host himself wandering about.

"Yo, Izzy! Don't tell me you just missed me mop the floor with this dumbass! Where the hell have you been anyway?"

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"Do I have hickey?" Alessandra asked trying to get a good view of the mark on her neck with the hand mirror in her right hand. "Yes. Yes, you do. And mama's very proud." Aaliyah said sitting down at the end of the lounge chair that Alessandra was sitting in. "I didn't fuck him you know." Alessandra spoke dryly as the mirror clamped shut in her hand. "Good! I didn't push on Christian in the hopes that you'd spread your legs open. I just wanted you to have a good time. And realize that there are more guys ... possibly better guys than Izzy in the world." Say what you will about Aaliyah Lapierre but regardless of the what the naysayers and rumors had to say she did give a damn about those who she cared for. Did she always go about things in the right way? Absolutely not. If she did she and Sienna would most likely still be tight to this day. However, in spite of her sometimes twisted way of going about things she always had her reasons and were Alessandra was considered her reasoning was justified. At least in her head it was. "After this year am gone Allie. Where to? I can't be certain just yet but I sure as hell won't be going back to Hollywood High. I just want to be sure that your going to be okay." It was rare for Aaliyah to truly open up and let down her guard, however, in this case she was opening up to Alessandra. And she trusted Alessandra. A lot more than most.

"Let's go back inside." Alessandra could tell that Aaliyah was being sincere in her words and coming from the Queen Bee herself meant more than Aaliyah would ever know. Neither girl was much for the mushy mushy stuff so when Alessandra changed the topic and asked to head back in, as much as Aaliyah didn't feel like seeing Sienna face yet again she decided to go back in anyway. "Let's do it." Getting to their feet the girls straightened out their dresses; Aaliyah had slipped hers back on after running back into Brianna while she was in search of Alessandra. When they walked back into the party house the royal girls eyes immediately fell on Jasmine who was giggling as she watched that friend of hers do some wack ass looking dance move. "Theres a reason I don't typically go to parties involving just anybodies." Alessandra chuckled as she looked around the place. As her eyes found Linnaea and Chadwick standing together in the midst of all the party folk she tapped Aaliyah's shoulder and then pointed to the two, "Come on." Aaliyah nodded as the two walked across the dance floor over to their two friends.

Outside, Isaiah was happy to finally run into one of his boys. "Yo, Izzy! Don't tell me you just missed me mop the floor with this dumbass! Where the hell have you been anyway?" "Sorry to say I did and if you hadn't noticed I've been busy hosting a party. A pretty epic party if you'd ask me." Isaiah couldn't help but stroke his own ego. Say whatever you'd like about him but the one thing no one could deny is that he always threw a killer ass party. That and when it came to sports the man was a god ... or in the very least god-like. "Am kind of surprised to see you out here. Figure Ricky Ric be up to something else in one of the spare bedrooms by this time of the night." It was probably around ten or eleven at this point, which meant school was just a few mere hours until the first day of school. Isaiah wasn't gonna think about that right now thought as he was very much still in party mode.

Back out on the dance floor Jasmine couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles as Janice busted out her Mick Jagger Chicken move. "Okay see now this is why I love you! You just give zero fucks and I love that!" Jasmine screamed out over the music as she continued to dance around with Janice. "You got any other dance moves you wanna whip out before the Devil Girls come back out here and try to show you up?"

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Ricardo laughed at his friend's comment. It was no secret that Izzy threw the best parties, sometimes better than Ricky which was why the King of HHS tended to just let his one if his best friends do the part throwing. Between Sienna, when she felt like dealing with people, and Isaiah, any party either threw was bound to be on some kind of scale of epic ness. Chucking to himself at that thought, which looked more like he was still amused by Izzy, he glanced around them watching as a few very attractive girls walked past then, one in particular stopping with her gaze on the two of them.

"Trust me, I always get mine, my friend, and from the looks of things," he said and gestured to a very delicious looking Angelina. "...so will you.". Smirking, Ric nodded to Angelina conspiratorially. Afterwards, his smirk grew lascivious as he headed to a few of the lounge chairs where the group of girls from earlier had perched themselves.

Meanwhile, Sienna allowed herself to be walked out onto the dance floor and away from Florian. If that idiot didn't watch himself, that idiot would end up just like his board - almost broken, with the exception of almost. Sienna had no qualms against fighting guys, which was one of the reasons why the jocks were ready to do her bidding. They weren't afraid, necessarily, they just had respect and that's all Sienna ever asked for.

Sienna was lulled from her thoughts when Erik moved in close, talking about not being able to dance, which only had her laughing. It always amused her when people couldn't dance and even more-so, did the challenge of getting him to dance like she wanted. The DJ at some point had turned on a more sultry yet upbeat tune that her turning to Erik with a lascivious glint in her eyes and a toothy grin on her face. She casually wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close so that she could lean into his ear and not yell.

"Trust me, being around me, sugar, will definitely have you jumpin.'" She said into his ear seductively before turning her back to Erik so that while they were still touching, she could always freely move to her own accord. And move she did, hips swaying sumptuously and hands lost in silky strands, her body winding deliciously to the beats she could feel moving to the beat of her own heart. Even if Erik didn't take the subtle and nonverbal invitation to take that extra step closer, music could always transport her to some other universe.

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Somehow Honey had faded to the background a bit. After quickly dancing with Shay she sipped drinks and turned down way too many boys. She finally, finished with her drinking and cooling off, searched for her friends. She didn't see the girls which meant they had probably gone back on the dance floor so instead she approached Izzy and Ricky. Buzzed from her drinks, the boys were looking absolutely delectable. She slipped her tiny green top back on and walked over to them. Her hips swayed as she walked and her hair, slightly damped from sweat stuck to her ample chest. Honey knew she was hot, she saw no reason to pretend she wasn't.

"Hey hottie, " She said draping her slender arm around Izzy's neck and pressing her body into his side. She leaned a bit on him, partially because she was teetering from buzzed to tipsy, partially because it felt good and she knew Izz was a sucker for a little extra padding on girls. She glanced at Ricky and raised her drink at him in acknowledgement, " Your Highness". She chuckled a bit to herself. It came out rich and husky. Drunk voice, she thought to herself.

Most girls drunk voice was shrill and whiny but Honey's was rick and smokey. Ironically her drunk voice and sex voice was the same. "Where are my girls? " She said glancing at the dance floor. She kissed Izzy on the cheek and grinned " I should probably find them before Aaliyah spazzes on you for tempting me".

She went to walk away, when one of the jocks approached her. She struggled to think of a name, Jason maybe? "Hey Honey", He said with a cocky grin. She tilted her head back to look him in the eye. He stood at a good 6'1, with bulging muscles and a boyish grin. Another time she might have flirt with him but today she didn't feel like it. She gave him a polite noncommittal smile " Hey Jason" His smile faltered a bit. "Jackson", She shrugged, " Nice to see you anyway." Apparently that wasn't enough because his giant arm gripped her close to him. "You look hot" She smiled and went to retract herself but he pushed on "Green is so hot on you". She smiled again, while still struggling to free herself. " That's nice but if you'll excuse me" She went to walk away but he just held her tighter. She gasped at the slight pain. " Get off me!" She said assertively. She pushed him, which seemed to piss him off.

"I hate bitched like you" He hissed, she scowled at him. "Teases, all of you." He let her go but only too grip her wrist tightly. She whimpered a bit. "Leave me the hell alone "She hissed. She, realizing she couldn't deal with him all alone called one of her friends. She surprised herself when the name slipped past her lips. "Ricky! " She even gasped a little. Not Ricky, Ricky wasn't her type of guy. Why hadn't she called Chadwick?

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"What can I say? I couldn't resist," Ric replied smoothly when one of the girls he was speaking to inquired why she had captured his attention. It didn't take him long to get to the girl after Honey instantly interacted with himself and Isaiah. He left the tempting blonde with Izzy, partly because she said she was going to find her girls, and partly because Ric was a gentleman. Regardless of his less than savory ways, he never picked up a girl who was too drunk to consent. Not just because he didn't need any assault charges, but also because he could never stomach it. And he preferred a sober Honey when it came to his advances, she was much more fun. izzy could handle this version of her.

Well, that's what he thought until he heard a very familiar voice scream for him. Aric's head whipped into that direction until his eyes landed on the scene - one of his boys getting too rough with Catalina. Ric didn't even bother excusing himself nor did he concern himself with getting his stuff back from the girl from earlier. He just up and stormed over to the pair, his grip vice-like on the forearm of the same hand that held Catalina captive.

"Now'a the time to let her go and get out of here, now." Ric said very coolly, though the last bit was spoken on a growl. The dude obviously thought he was big shit today because he squared his shoulders and snatched away from Ric, effectively releasing Honey. "M'not scared o' youuuuuu." Ric didn't respond at first, he just remained as a shield and hoped Izzy saw this before it became too real and the party ended. He glanced back at Honey fleetingly, "Do me a favor - find the girls and stay with them. Don't come back out here by yourself." Obviously, Jackson didn't like that because he swung at Ric, whose jaw he caught at the last second of dodging. Smirking, Ric rubbed his jaw and cracked his knuckles. "Really shouldn't have done that." There was another reason that Ricky managed to get the other guys to respect him as their King. He could play the underhanded jabs and digs any day just like the queen, but he also knew how to throw down.

Like he did when he tackled Jackson on the ground and began slamming his fists in the asshole's face.

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Character Portrait: Alessandra Ambrosia Character Portrait: Shailene Lehman Character Portrait: Erik Jorgenson. Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Isaiah Scott Character Portrait: Linnaea Snow Character Portrait: Aaliyah Lapierre Character Portrait: Ricardo Slim-Helú Character Portrait: Sienna Gancia
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Shailene was still grinning and clinging to Chadwick, waiting for Linnaea to tell her a little more about her summer. Now that she was away from the haziness of the wild cheerleaders, a little sobriety was hitting her and she noticed the offness of her blonde friend. However, unlike Chad, she wouldn't question it, not here and not now. Shay waited for a more private setting and time, when they were alone together and without the company of people who didn't know Linn well enough to know when something was wrong. Just as she was about to steer the conversation in a new direction, she saw her best friend and Aaliyah.

"My bestest friend in the whole wide world!" She exclaimed with a bright smile and hurried to link arms with Alessandra, giggling a little and accidentally leaning against her a bit out of being tipsy. Chad shook his head idly and smirked at the newly arrived girls.

"The Devil Girls were doing shots," he explained and Shailene made a very indignant noise. A moment ago, she would have used Alessandra for the full brunt of her weight, which wasn't a bad thing considering how easy it was to genuinely lift her. "I only had thiiiiisss much." Shay said as an explanation, gesturing between the small space between her thumb and forefinger. Suddenly a memory hit her, and Shay smiled at Aaliyah. "Ooooh, Leah! You missed it! All the Devil Girls were dancing! Sia made a really really good dance routine. We should use it! And you two should talk. She's awesome!" Of course, at this point, despite the slight sobriety, Shailene was still tipsy and could not for the life of her remember why Aaliyah couldn't get along with Sienna. It was ridiculous, in her head, and Chad didn't bother to turn the convo away from the queen's former friend. Despite the amusement on his countenance for his friend's antics, he was slightly curious what Aaliyah's reaction would be.


Sienna grinned triumphantly when she felt Erik move closer to her and her hips continued their teasingly seductive dance, her own body trying to close in the space between their two bodies. And what a body he did have! It was solid and warm behind her, and she could feel it seeping through the very thin and see-through material of her slip-on. Rocking against Erik, Sienna chuckled at his words before responding, "If you're still thinking about any other girl, I'm obviously doing something wrong." She replied on a laugh, though some part of her made the moves more seductive, leaving very little - if there was any to begin with - space between their bodies. She wanted to be the only thing on his mind right now and possibly, for the rest of the night. With that thought in mind, Sienna whirled around to face Erik, a light sheen on her porcelain skin and her hands looped at the back of his neck.

"You know, for a guy who can't dance, you - " Before she could finish, Christian came over and grasped her shoulder in his large hand. Rolling her forest green eyes, Sienna turned to him a sharp glare. "What?" Christian gestured back to the glass doors that led to the pool. "It's a fight. It's Ric." Siena didn't need an explanation and she didn't stop to explain to Erik either. Her best friend needed her and before she knew it, someone else was yelling, "Fiiiiiiigggghhhttt!!!" Sienna and Christian shoved their way outside through the crowd just in time to see Jackson Teller tackle Ric into the pool.

"Ricky!" She screamed and tried to run over, but someone had a tight grip on her waist and had her practically hoisted up in the air to keep her from getting involved. A few athletes, Chadwick included, jumped in to break up the fight and she faintly heard police sirens from afar.

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"Trust me, I always get mine, my friend, and from the looks of things," he said and gestured to a very delicious looking Angelina. "...so will you." Smirking, Ric nodded to Angelina and Isaiah's head turned in the direction of the devilish angel. There was an inviting smile spread across her face and with the glow of the moon hitting her just right she really looked like a real angel. Ricardo departed making a beeline to a group of girls that were situated by some of the lounge chairs. Isaiah was just about to move in on Angelina when a slender arm found itself dropped around his neck, "Hey hottie," Honey spoke as her body leaned into him. He couldn't tell if it was because she was being her useful flirty self or if she had had just is tad bit too much to drink. Regardless, he didn't complain as she raised her glass in a mocked honor of their king, "Your Highness."

"Where are my girls?", she asked before planting her soft lips on his cheek with a wicked grin, "I should probably find them before Aaliyah spazzes on you for tempting me." Isaiah let out a laugh as him and Honey parted ways. He hadn't noticed when Jackson had grab Honey as he sights where focused on Angelina. "If it isn't my favorite wild thing! I haven't seen you all night. Don't tell me you've been avoiding me.", he tone was somewhere in-between being friendly and flirty. Isaiah and Angelina weren't as close as the had to the potential to be because like in most cases no one wanted to have any real drama with Alessandra. With the double A team of Alessandra and Aaliyah creating some kind of fortress around him the majority of the girls keep their distance. They would look but never touch. If Isaiah was actually looking for some kind of relationship at the moment he would probably be somewhat annoyed by this but he still managed to have fun here and there so he wasn't about to stir the pot with Double A.

Oblivious to all the drama going on outside Jasmine was still having a blast with Janice. She was so happy that she had convinced Janice to come out tonight. Jasmine spent a lot of time with Listers because she had befriend a lot of Alessandra's friends. While she did like the popular kids she enjoyed spending time with her fellow Virtuosi. "IT SURE IS! HERE ARE SOME OF MY SIGNATURE MOVES!" As Janice broke out more of her dance moves Jasmine dance with her not caring about who was looking or what people had to say. She was having fun. Janice was having fun. Nothing else mattered but the fun.

Off the dance floor Alessandra was somewhat taken back and amused as a tipsy Shailene approached her linking their arms together. "My bestest friend in the whole wide world!" Alessandra muffled her giggle as she looked at Chadwick with a raised brow, "The Devil Girls were doing shots," he explained. "Riiight.", Alessandra said with a slow nod as Shailene made a sound that Alessandra took as annoyance. "I only had thiiiiisss much." Shay said as an explanation, gesturing between the small space between her thumb and forefinger. "If that's the case your one hell of a light weight." Alessandra said jokingly as she continued to bare most of Shailene's weight on her. "Ooooh, Leah! You missed it! All the Devil Girls were dancing! Sia made a really really good dance routine. We should use it! And you two should talk. She's awesome!" Aaliyah who was busy looking through her twitter and Instagram on her phone replied dryly to Shailene's words saying, "And you really need to sober the hell up. No one likes a messy drunk." Alessandra gave Aaliyah a look that Aaliyah didn't catch as she never took her eyes off the screen of the phone.

Back outside Isaiah was caught up in Angelina's beauty when he heard voices shouting his name, "Izzy! Izzy! ISAIAH LOOK!" Turning around from Angelina to see what all the commotion was about he caught the King of HHS and Jackson Teller heading straight into his swimming pool. The people who were already in the pool yelled and splashed about as they made there way out of the pool to avoid the two dudes fighting in it. "WHAT THE FUCK!" Isaiah said throwing his hand in the air. How in the hell Ricardo went from flirting with a couple of cute girls on the lounge chairs to fighting in his damn pool he didn't know but he sure as hell wasn't happy about it. A storm of people came rushing out from inside to what the fight. Several of the jocks along with Chadwick hopped into the pool to try and breakup the fight. Just when things couldn't get bad enough, sirens could be heard in the distance. Who the fuck called the cops he thought to himself as he left Angelina and ran inside to start shutting down the party.

Fortunately for him he found a bunch of his guys still at the bar as they weren't really all that interested in a house party fight. "COPS ARE COMING!!", Isaiah said as he ran up to the bar. "Thomas tell the DJ to cut the music and then gather up the kegs and start moving that shit out of here. Austin and Nick this party is official over! So, start spreading the word and get all these fuckers up out of here. Inside and outside." The guys all went to work. This was far from the first party Isaiah had ever thrown and depending on what officers showed up things would either turn out bad or really damn bad. As the music was suddenly cut the party people who were still dancing groaned and shouted at the dj. The announce went out that the party was over and that everyone had to get the fuck out. "Unless you wanna be behind bars for serving drinks to underage teenagers you should probably get up out of here." Isaiah said looking at the bartender who nodded and began collecting his stuff.

"What the hell?!" Jasmine said as she ran up to Isaiah. "Ric's out there fighting. Cops is coming. It's like one something in the morning and the party is over." Jasmine nodded as with the music now shut down she could hear sirens in the distance. Looking over to where Alessandra stood with Aaliyah and an intoxicated Shailene she could see Alessandra on the phone, most likely calling their driver who they had waiting all night on standby down the block. "If you need me bail money I'm your first call. You got it?" Isaiah smiled as he pulled Jasmine in for a quick hug, Luv ya Jas. I'll be seeing tomorrow at school." With that Jasmine ran over to Janice. "Cops are coming. You can ride with me and my sister but if your coming we gotta go now." "Jas! Come on! The coach is waiting out front." Alessandra called from behind Jasmine. Chadwick had ran outside and she wasn't about to leave Shailene by herself for the cops to arrest. With Aaliyah's help she walked Shailene outside and put her in the van.

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"jesus christ and everything that's holy, I love USA! Erik thought happily as Sienna didn't move away, but rather pushed her body even closer to his. Unfortunately enough, the ever so sexy Sienna rocking against him in her practically see-through slipover had started to make his blood flow south, and it took every single bit of willpower Erik could muster to keep an awkward erection to pop up in his pants. "If you're still thinking about any other girl, I'm obviously doing something wrong." Sienna said and somehow managed to squeeze herself even closer, not that Erik minded it, but it didn't make the current rising boner-problem any better. Luckily enough for him he had self control enough to keep it down. Believe me, it's getting hard Then he realized what it probably sounded like and started to laugh as she turned around and placed her hands behind his head "Hard to think about anyone else I mean" Erik said, more or less lost in her beautiful emerald-like eyes.

Some dude was walking straight through the crowd, heading towards them and just as Sienna was about to make some flirty comment about Erik's dancing the due placed his hand on her shoulder and said something about two guys fighting. Judging on how Sienna just let go of Erik and followed the dude towards the pool. For a short moment Erik couldn't decide if he should admit defeat and let her go, but Erik had never been one to know when hope was lost and he had no plans on starting now so he followed Sienna through the crowd.

It was lucky for her that he did follow her, because when she was about to jump in the pool he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back. turning her around, but still holding her firmly he said "Not to be rude or anything, but what good were you thinking you could do down there?" He was about to offer to go down himself when he noticed some sirens in the distance "Lets do the wrong thing and let these fuckers fix this" Too late he realized his mistake as he remembered that calling other people fucker wasn't as normal here as back home. Letting go of her waist Erik grabbed her hand instead "Lets get away from here. I'd love to stay, but getting arrested will drastically shorten my stay here." With that Erik started to head for the door. His grip on Sienna's hand was loose enough that she could easily take her hand back and stay, but Erik would under no circumstances stay himself.

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Character Portrait: Alessandra Ambrosia Character Portrait: Shailene Lehman Character Portrait: Erik Jorgenson. Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Isaiah Scott Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Ricardo Slim-Helú Character Portrait: Sienna Gancia
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Sienna growled and thrashed in the stranger's arms, so close to socking him a good one if he didn't let her go in 0.5 seconds. She watched, relieved, when Chadwick emerged from the pool with two other guys holding up Ricky, who definitely looked much better than the other guy who currently looked like he was passed out with the other jocks. Satisfied that it seemed like at least one of their problems was settled, she was just about to curse out the person who had her in their arms when she recognized Erik's voice. For a second, Sienna was slightly out of it and didn't realize Erik was fighting to get them out until she saw the front door. Shaking her head, Sienna pulled at him to stop. "Look, you seem like you're a good guy and all, and you should probably get the hell out of here before the cops get here. The mood's kinda ruined anyway." Erik's grip loosened finally and she pulled away, pausing only for a second before deciding to grasp his face in her hands, and kiss him lightly. What the hell, right? She smiled with a small shrug. "It's been fun, but I've got best friend duties. Get out of here, all of you!" Sienna directed that last part to the crowd that seemed still interested in the two guys who were just duking it out. She gave one final glance at Erik before running back outside to the pool area.

"You sure know how to end a party," Chad joked lightly and Ric smirked despite the slight pain in his jaw. It wasn't broken, but it would still be sore tomorrow and his left cheek would bruise. As Sienna observed, there was a small cut right on the corner of his right eye from where the idiot's ring clipped her friend. She had half the mind to go shove her foot between the brute 's legs but focused more on her best friend.

"Yeah, you wanna explain what the fuck happened?" Ric shook his head in the negative and moved to stand, but a slight pain on his left side had Sienna scrambling to hold him up. Chad stayed on his right.

"Let's get outta here first.". The trio agreed and decided that they would go over Sienna 'a place. It was somewhat closer and Chad could hurry back to pick up his bike because knowing the way Shay was, she wouldn't be able to drive . He text Alessandra to make sure that she had their girl as the trio blended with the other party-goers as they all set to leave. Soon, Sienna and Ric were heading out on his bike with her driving, and Chad had the car. Ric even sent a small explanation to Izzy and a text to check in on Honey.

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When Honey heard people freaking out about the police she sorta freezed. As everyone ran out the party she kinda got lost in everything. She quickly lost sight of her friends. When her phone pinged, signaling a text she glanced down, it was from Ric. Before she responded she got in her car but huffed in frustration. She couldn't drive home she was drunk. She also couldn't call the record company for a ride because she was drunk. She threw her head back against her seat and groaned before quickly typing up a message.

To:Ricky
Um I'm kinda sitting in my car because I'm too drunk to drive


As she sent the text she faintly began to hear sirens in the background "Fuck, Fuck, Fuckity, Fuck, Fuck!" She murmured. She drove her car, very carefully away from the house into a vacant parking lot of a liqueur store, Go figure. Finally, after sliding on a jacket and a ball cap, walked into the store, ignoring the leering of the drunks and the whistles of men to buy a giant bottle of water. She sat in her car and tried to guzzle it down as much as possible. Great now I'm bloated, she thought sullenly. She tossed her head to the side before sending out a few messages.

To: Aaliyah
Are you ok? Some guy tried to grab at me and Ricky kicked my ass then someone called the cops or some shit like that.

To: Ricky
Correction I'm drunk in a liqueur store parking lot FML

To: Chad
Hey Big daddy Chaddy can either you or Ricky or somebody/anybody come get me? I'm kinda drunk and in front of a liqueur store.


She groaned, this officially sucked. She leaned her seat as far back as it would go and propped her feet on the dashboard. She could see the tabloids now: Underage starlet drunk in parking lot, R&B Diva Honey Perez starts fight at party, Honey Perez out of control?

She thrashed a little at the idea before turning on some music and waiting out the arrival of one of her friends.

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Chadwick tapped his fingers on the steering wheel in a tense rhythm, his mind partly on Shailene and partly on Ric. The latter, as he noted when they first made it to the red light, was currently engaged in a heated discussion with his female best friend, probably about the events that led to the now ruined party and a bruised Ricky. Which was the most peculiar thing since Ric wasn't known for picking fights. Sure, he and the jocks could get a bit rowdy, but never something like this - not unless someone actually made Ric mad or did something to someone he cared about. And while Chad was very much aware that Ric had temper issues and understood how that was a probable cause, he would rather incline towards the latter option - Jackson did something to someone. The question was - whom?

Just as he was about to pull off just like Sienna did with the bike, Chad heard his phone go off because of a text message and pulled his phone out to see a text from Honey. Perturbed still by the nickname she gave him and also because of her location, Chad activated the phone locator on his cellular device to find the specific liquor store Honey was at. Afterwards, he sent a text out to Sienna and Ric to let them know where he was going, knowing that Sienna's only real objective was to get Ric back to her place for first aid and to make sure his ribs were alright. And despite his own beliefs of being independent, and not needing his staff to help, Chad called one of his drivers, Derek, and told him that he would be leaving the car at the gas station and that someone else would have to get his bike in the morning. Sienna would have to send for him at Honey's place. Once that was settled, he made a left turn at the light and hurried in Honey's direction.

It took him give minutes to get there and when he pulled up , Honey was in her car, bobbing her head to whatever tune she had playing. A small, endearing smile flitted across his face before he turned his vehicle off and stepped out, locking it and taking his keys with him. Derek should get there in thirty minutes and there was always a second pair of keys for each bike and car. Nodding to himself, he walked over to Honey's car and tapped on the glass. Chad chuckled at her expression and waited for her to roll down the window so that he could speak, "Look like you need a little help. I'll drive, you think you can get me directions?"

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Honey gasped in relief when she saw Chadwick. She opened the door and pulled him into a hug. She sighed, as she inhaled his sent. "Let's just drive to Sienna's I want to check up on Ricky." She hopped out the front seat and climbed into her passenger seat.

Once Chadwick she calmed a bit. Alicia Keys crooned on her car speakers. She glanced at Chadwick and grinned. "Thanks for coming to get me." She said with a sweet honest grin. It was completely different from her usual sensual smile. It was sweet and honest. A true rarity.

"I don't know what's up with me today. First I start a fight at Izzy's, now I have to have you save me". She stroked his jawline gently. "Not that I don't appreciate it." She leaned over and kissed him gently on the cheek, grinning slightly when the car veered a little too far to the left. "Sorry, sorry I'll leave you alone swear". She leaned against the console and gripped his free hand with one hand and her phone in the other.

To:Ricky
Hey Ricky do me a favor and tell Sienna I'm coming over I just wanna make sure your ok. Chaddy is driving me.


She sat back quietly , occasionally drinking her water or absentmindedly stroking Chadwick's hand in hers the whole car ride to Sienna's.

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"Think she's ok?"

"Who?" Ric dipped his head curiously before clenching his fist as Feliciana, Sienna's childhood caretaker, dabbed the cut with peroxide. He never really liked that shit and Sienna, chuckling, handed him the bottle of scotch. She missed the disapproving glare Feliciana gave her.

"Don't tell me you've got a concussion too," she said and Ricardo smirked in response. "I was talking about Catalina. The one you went all Superman for?" Ric snorted derisively and Feliciana put on the bandage for him. Luckily, the cut wasn't deep enough to require stitches and the bruises should heal in the next few days, the longest being a week. His ribs eventually would stop being sore and to help, she was going to make a few sandwiches and chips so that he could take pain medication.

"Excuse you, I'm Batman," he retorted and Sienna chortled, punching his nearest arm much lighter than she normally would.

"Oh okay, Dark Knight." Ric had already text Honey back and told her that Sienna was fine with her coming over. And now that she thought about it, she'd rather Honey just spend the night. Say what you will, but Sienna wasn't a heartless bitch, especially when it came to one of her girls and especially after Ricky had said that Honey had been drunk. There was no way in hell the blonde was going anywhere. Sienna moved to find an oversized sleep shirt for Honey, much like the Captain America one she had changed in to, and some shorts. If Honey felt up to it, she could either head home later in the morning or she could borrow something from Sienna. Honey was only a tad bit thicker than Sienna, but not by much. They could find something.

Back with Chad and Honey, he returned her hug before climbing into the vehicle, a little puzzled by the fact that Honey was by herself. It didn't take him that long to smile back at her, slightly taken aback and actually in awe when she thanked him and smiled. It wasn't her typical Honey-the-seductive-crooner smile. It was genuine and almost innocent, it made her look just a bit younger. "It's no problem, Honey. I'm just glad you're safe." He told her honestly and then set to drive, going into the direction of Sienna's Mediterranean-influenced home.

It was when he started driving that Honey started to get...uh, handsy. Chadwick was always prone to get flustered around any girl who flirted with him and if he was attracted to her. And well...Honey fell into both of those categories, but why while he was driving. He veered off the land momentarily before getting back straight. A car accident was the last thing he needed tonight and regardless of how attractive Chad found Honey, the heat that came over him was not enough to make him forget that his best friend just got into a fight. He cast her a wary look when she apologized and went silent. However, his brain managed to catch up to him enough to catch on to what Honey originally said.

"Wait, what do you mean you started a fight? What happened?" After a beat, Chad decided to add, not even aware that one of his friends already texted her about it, "And you should probably just stay over at Sienna's. It's late and you shouldn't be by yourself. She won't mind." Before Honey could even try to make an excuse, he tossed her a pleading look. "Please, for me." Hopefully, she wouldn't refuse. They were just about to reach the gate and her staying would make Chad feel more comfortable.

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Honey couldn't refuse Chadwick, especially when he gave her that puppy dog look. She nodded at him "Yeah I'll stay.". She looked out the window as she answered his previous question. "You know that guy Jackson? Big body, little brain? Anyway he got all grabby with me and I called for help. Well to be honest I called Ricky". She glanced back at him then returned her gaze to the mirror before mumbling under her breath, "You were preoccupied."

She flipped her long hair off her shoulder, instantly filling the car with her sweet scent, before continuing. "I mean I knew Ricky would get him off me but I've never seen him so... angry." She pondered that for a bit. I mean Ricky was a jock so yeah he was a little rowdy but a fighter? Not so much. She bit her lush lips a bit, "Do you think he was just drunk." She asked, though her question would go unanswered as they pulled into Sienna's house. She knew the house from Devil Girls sleepovers but in her sultry little top and cheeky shorts, she suddenly felt a bit exposed. She pulled off her top, leaving her in the bikini and tiny shorts, before pulling a oversized hoodie over her head. It covered most of her shorts except for a bit of fringe and a bit of her cheeks. She swapped the sandals for flip flops and tied her hair up in a high ponytail that swung to the small of her back. She also took off her makeup with some wipes in the car. It quickly took her from a twenty something year old to a teenage girl.

When she was finished with her makeup adventure she hopped out the car, grabbed Chadwick's hand and rushed in the house. She quickly found the two with Felicity, Sienna's childhood caretaker. "Hi Mrs. Felicity." She said kissing her lightly on the cheek. She smiled at Sienna, before going to Ricky,

Honey gasped a little when she saw his face. "I guess I can't call you pretty boy." She said lightly even though her voice faltered towards the end. Fuck it. She thought to herself. She grasped his face with both of her small hands. She stoked his left cheek gently before kissing his jaw and the corner of his left eye. Her dark eyes narrowed as she yelled "Don't ever fucking do that again." She pulled him into a hug ignoring is intake of breath. "I thought he might hurt you, you asshole." She murmured in his ear.

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Character Portrait: Shailene Lehman Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Ricardo Slim-Helú Character Portrait: Sienna Gancia
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The triumph Chad felt when Honey conceded melted away as soon as she explained the situation and in response, Chad's left hand tightened on the steering wheel and a tick formed in his strong jaw. While a part of him was upset that he hadn't been able to help out his friend when she needed him nor could he exact revenge on Jackson for even thinking about hurting Honey, a bigger part of him was angry because this wouldn't be the first time something like this happened to someone he cared about. His mind flickered to Shailene, whom he would call first thing in the morning. Luckily for Honey, Ricky had been there. There was one time Shay hadn't been so lucky. His grip tightened even more-so. No doubt, he had to check on her in the morning. Regardless of the fact that Alessandra was her best friend, Chad wouldn't feel appeased until he saw for himself that she was fine.

Chad had been too caught up in his thoughts to actually respond to Honey's question, and Chad felt like it was more of Honey pondering aloud anyway. Chad simply stepped out and waited for Honey to do what she needed before giving the keys to the valet Sienna had waiting for them. Honey grasped his hand and he led her inside to see Feliciana, who handed him some clothes to change in. Just like he left them, Sienna and Ric were still in one of the living rooms with a platter of sandwiches and a few cans of soda. The pair turned upon Chad and Honey's arrival and Ric inwardly winced at Honey's expression.

"Fuck what you heard, I'm still sexy." Ric replied to her little comment about his looks. Sienna snorted and grabbed one of the sandwiches. Before Ric could say another word, he didn't even know what he had been about to say, Honey was showering him in affection while also being upset with him for jumping in. Which definitely had Ric ready to come up with some smart remark, but he immediately squashed it down when she hugged him and ignored the slight pain that shot through his body in favor of wrapping an arm around her. Like his best friends, it was very rare for Ric to be overly affectionate towards people, not unless they were exceptionally close. And if you asked him another day, he and Honey weren't. He just liked flirting with her, could you blame him? However, now wasn't the time to play it tough. Ric pulled away slowly and smiled at her, truly smiled. It wasn't one of his smirks or slight lift of the lips that he typically gave people, it was real and it made the corners of his eyes crinkle a bit. "There'll never be a day I won't come to your rescue," he replied on a murmur. Some part of him realized that that sounded way too intimate, and Ric would come for all his friends. But it was too late to take it back and Ricardo Slim never fumbled over his words. He just rubbed the back of his neck and laughed the unwanted nervousness off. Maybe mixing scotch and pain medication wasn't a great idea.

While that was going on Sienna stepped to Chad with a knowing smirk. "I called Shay. She's got a headache and she's thirsty, but she's safe and she's with Alessandra. She's ok, Chad." Chad didn't even try to hide his relief and shot her an appreciative smile and a pat on the shoulder before taking off to change. Smiling to herself about her boys and their inability to not let people get under their skin, she turned with a raised eyebrow to Honey and Ric. "Alrighty then, lovebirds. Since we're having a sleepover and unless everyone is actually tired, let's find a movie. We've got snacks and Xavier's collection." They also had a bottle of scotch but judging how the whole fight started, Sienna doubted Honey wanted another drink. So, she comfortably plopped herself on one of the couches and snagged a blanket and set to finishing her sandwich before she remembered the clothes on the ottoman. "Oh, and there's something to sleep in. It's an old shirt and basketball shorts, if you want, Catalina. You can change in the room and Feliciana will run your clothes in the washer."

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Character Portrait: Alessandra Ambrosia Character Portrait: Jasmine Villegas Character Portrait: Shailene Lehman Character Portrait: Janice Baggs Character Portrait: Isaiah Scott Character Portrait: Aaliyah Lapierre Character Portrait: Ricardo Slim-Helú
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"Have a nice night ... well morning officers!" Isaiah said waving to the police officers as they left his residence. Locking his front door he turned around and the scene behind him just made him sigh. His place was a mess. They're were scattered cups and spills and just shit everywhere. He would call a cleaning crew when he got back up in a few hours for school but for the time being he just wanted to crash in his bed. It was three something most likely going on four in morning. Walking his way through the trash to his bedroom he unlocked his door and walked into her sanctuary. He was so glad that he had kept his bedroom door locked tonight or what his room would look like now he didn't even want to imagine. Sitting on his bed he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He saw that he had a text from Ricky but he didn't bother reading it. He also had a text message from Jackson in his phone which through his twitter feed he had found out was the guy Ricky was fighting tonight. He figured both guys had texted him with their versions of what caused the fight tonight and truth be told he really didn't care to know. What caused the right? He didn't care. Who threw the first punch? He didn't care. How the hell the ended up in infinity pool? He was somewhat curious but not enough to really wanna know. The way he saw it they were both dumbasses.

To: Jazzy Jas
Didn't get arrested. My house is trashed. C u in a couple of hrs.


He sent the text to Jasmine and considered sending another one to Aaliyah but he knew Jasmine would tell Allie and if Aaliyah wasn't still with Alessandra then Alessandra would let Aaliyah know that he was alright. He put his phone on the charger then without changing out of his clothes he got into bed and went to sleep.

At the Ambrosia Estate, Jasmine was walking to Alessandra room when she got the text from Isaiah. "Izzy's fine. He's place ... not so much." Jasmine said walking into her sister's bedroom. Alessandra and Aaliyah were already changed into their sleepwear chilling on Alessandra's king-sized bed. Alessandra was stretched out laying on her stomach with her eyes glued to her laptop screen with Aaliyah sitting with her back against the frame of the bed on her cell. "Jas, come look at this!" Alessandra said waving her sister over as she sat up sitting in the pretzel style. As Jasmine got onto the bed all three girls looked at the laptop screen as Alessandra clicked on the video that one of the wannabes at their school sent her. The video was three and half minutes long and it was of the fight that ended the whole party. The video was kind of shaky as it was video on someone's smartphone and you could hear the noise of the teenagers in the background who were yelling and cheering. You could see Jackson punch Ricardo in the face followed by Ricardo tackling Jackson sending both boys to the ground. Jackson had manage to knock Ric off of him to get back on his feet but then Ricardo tackled him into the pool. The video ended with the big splash and the girls were all left just shaking their heads.

"Am going to bed." Jasmine said as she got up off the bed, "See you ladies in a couple of hours!" Alessandra gave a audible sigh as Jasmine exited the room. She really wasn't looking forward to starting school tomorrow. "Let's get some rest." Alessandra said closing her laptop and placing it on the end table on her side. "Yeah, okay." Aaliyah said as she got put her cell on the charger and sat it down on the end table on her side of the bed. While there was more than a dozen other places Aaliyah could sleep in tonight Alessandra's bed was more than big enough to accommodate both girls. When they had got to the house Shailene had gone to the room that she usual slept in when she stayed over. Jasmine set Janice up in the vacant guest room across from hers. She had borrowed a plain white tee and a pair of pajama pants from a woman on staff who was roughly around the same size as Janice. She had felt bad waking the woman up out of her sleep but she didn't have any clothes that Janice could fit and she didn't want Janice sleeping in her party getup. The girls only how a couple of hours to catch a couple of zzz's because they would all have to be getting up soon enough.

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"There'll never be a day I won't come to your rescue" Honey looked down, a very unfamiliar feeling suddenly rushing through her. If you would have told her she'd be hugging Ricky, she'd say your out of your mind. But in that moment she had never felt more dafe. She wanted to say more but Sienna interrupted her. She turned to Sienna and Chadwick and tucked her bangs back, "Sorry I probably look like shit."

Honey walked over to the ottoman and began to undress just as Sienna mentioned something about a room. She shrugged apologetically, however continued because she already had her pants and sweatshirt off so she was standing in a bikini. "Sorry it's a dance thing.". She slipped on the old tee. It was large, though it tented over her large chest, and hung down to her lower things and just below her bottom. She untied the bikini top and took it off while making sure the tee was still completely on. She sat down next to Chadwick before turning to Ricky and crooking her finger at him. "You too superhero."

Once everyone was settled she laid a blanket on hers and the guys lap. She took her hair out the ponytail, letting it pool in her lap. Honey turned to Sienna and smiled "Thanks again. I really didn't want to be alone tonight." Her upper lip curled a bit as she bit out "That stays between us got it?."

She attempted to resist the urge to lean on either guys but she was beginning to sway. She made a tiny groan in the back of her throat in frustration. She absentmindedly tugged at the ends of her hair, searching for any dead ends. "So are we watching a movie or...?" She asked groggily. She felt herself begin to lean towards towards Ricky but was too tired to stop herself. She began to nod off slowly but surely.

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