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♔ Full Name ♔
"Yes, it's me, Vivienne Rothschild, AKA the main bitch in charge, AKA one of the youngest of the infamous Rothschild clan. Not that it's much to talk about. You hear the last name and that's enough, no need to expand on familial wealth and history. My first name just sounded kinda fancy to my Dad when he was naming me and my middle name is in honor of one of our esteemed elderly family members, Nadine de Rothschild."
Vivienne Nadine Rothschild

♔ Nickname(s) ♔
"If I have not called you a friend, don't even let the syllables of my nicknames twist around your tongue, let alone actually utter them. Call me Vivienne or Viv. That's as much freedom as you'll be getting from me. My friends know who they are and know that they are welcome to whatever nicknames they see fit, that is if I don't disapprove. Korbae calls me Elsa and my Daddy calls me his Little Lady. Those two are off limits to anyone else."
Viv || Vivi || Queenie || Heiress || Snow Queen || Little Lady || Elsa

♔ Age: Date of Birth ♔
"That's right, bitches! I was born on Christmas Day, the greatest Christmas present my Dad could've asked for. That also means double the presents. And I swear on everything, if you try to give me a Christmas present and not a birthday present, we're going to have some serious problems."
17 : December 25th

♔ Gender ♔
Female

♔ Star Sign ♔
Capricorn

♔ Nationality ♔
"There might be a bit of Palestinian in my blood and I've lived in America since I was three, but best believe - I was born a Swiss."
Swiss

♔ Sexuality ♔
Bisexual

♔ Virgin or No? ♔
"Abso-fucking-lutely not! Not gonna say I spread 'em for every Tom, Dick and Jane on Melrose Place, but I definitely love sex too much to still be a virgin at this point."

♔ Relationship Status ♔
TBA

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♔Height♔
5'8

♔Weight♔
130 lbs

♔Body Shape♔
Hourglass

♔Body Type♔
Mesomorph

♔Distinguishing Marks♔
A sprinkle of moles are scattered along Vivienne's body,
and a few can be seen along her throat,
a few on her arms and legs, and
most notably, on her belly.
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♔Face Shape♔
Heart-shaped

♔Eye Color♔
Blue

♔Skin Tone♔
Fair to Medium

♔Hair Color♔
Blonde

♔Hair Length♔
Long {Bust line}

♔Hairstyle(s)♔
Loose or ponytail
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"I'm not about to waste my time and go on and on about how I'm the baddest bitch on the block - I am, but why take the time to explain my beauty when it's very evident simply by taking a look at me? I mean, I may not have ass for days or boobs that'll give me back problems come my older years, but I've got what a lot of people have called youthfully exquisite. I am five feet and eight inches of willowy splendor, and I'm perfectly okay with that. If I wanted all the curves in the world, I could easily purchase them. However, I have too much confidence and enough admiring stares from girls and guys alike to ever feel inadequate. I have a bikini-ready body three-hundred sixty-five days of the year, my baby blues are like gems, my cheekbones are high and defined, my lips have just enough pout in them to not seem super crazy thin, and my hair stays on point. No need to attempt to alter any of that just for the sake of competing with curvier bitches. They fine, but so am I.

For the record, however, I obviously have to put in work to keep all of this up. And also, on the record, I'm not skinny - I'm healthy, and that's one thing I need people to get into their fucking heads. No, a girl does not have to be a size 0 to be healthy. She also does not need to be a size 4, which I just so happen to be. My height helps determine what my weight should be, but it's also a feeling. Even the skinniest bitches will be plagued by fatigue and ickiness, and it's due to not eating right. The thickest people in the world can be healthier than the skinniest, and that's simply because all bodies are not the fucking same. Which is why I take the time to care for mine. I can't go a day without making sure that my body is being taken care of. I love me some chocolate and can literally eat an entire pound to myself if no one stops me, and don't even get me started on my infinite love for sushi...I just also have a private chef whose menu is jam-packed with enough flavor to keep a bitch satisfied, and I have learned when to allow myself to dip into the forbidden pot of cravings and food lusts. After all, Mani and I have tried out too many of the restaurants on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives to not love food as much as we do.

To assist with burning as much calories as I intake, I work out a lot. I'm the captain of the varsity volleyball team and I'm a firm believer in conditioning for the sport. My girls might hate me during the process, but the results are nothing short of perfection once we get on the court. However, I need more when I'm on my own. My personal trainer Rob Piela is the bomb diggity and he introduced me to boxing when I was fourteen. He warms me up with skipping, jumping rope and ladder training. Not only does that get my body moving, but keeps my legs toned. Then he'll mix some sparring with hardcore cardio training. For every three minutes of sparring, I have to do one minute of cardio. Exhausting, yes, but the results are what I'm looking for. I've calmed down a bit, burned excess energy and calories, and I feel unstoppable. Afterwards, we cool down with some ballet-style cool down techniques. It's never anything repetitive, so my body has never been able to adjust. When Mani's home, we race each other on runs, rock-climb, and do yoga. There's a lot of sport related amenities to my home, so trust - being active is not a problem. Especially when your step-sister likes to be the Energizer Bunny's twin. But eating and working out are only one half of the glory that is me. The other side is maintenance.

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a big Clé de Peau Beauté buff. All of the stuff I use for my skin and my makeup comes from Clé de Peau Beauté. They just keep my skin looking flawless and radiant on any given day or event, but there's also spa treatments. I love spas and I seriously have to drag Mani cuz she hates the prices - not like we have any shortage of money. Which is why I aspire for nothing but the best like the L. Raphael Oxy Star Treatments. They're what cleared Mani's skin up from the continuous breakouts. She's a soldier cuz as soon as that shit started, so did my treatments. I do those every two months and mostly because Clé de Peau Beauté got a bitch covered. Adir Abergel keeps my hair and scalp healthy and is the last piece of the puzzle in keeping me calm. His shoulder and scalp massages in the midst of making your mane drool-worthy is phenomenal and it's Philip B. all the day for these luscious locks. Keeping it simple while looking flawless is the name of the game, and i love my blonde color. I like how sunny I look and how that makes me feel, plus the blonde adds to my youthful look. I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. Last, but not least, Karen Gutierrez was my recommended love for Mani and I turn to Miss Karen every time I wanna keep my cuticles and such on point. However, every time there's an event or simply because I'm in the mood, I phone up Azature for their one-million dollar White Diamond manicure. It's super elegant and abso-fucking-lutely worth every penny. And someone might squawk at dropping one million, but when your family is worth more than a good number of Forbes' billionaires combined, it's hard to think much of one measly million.

My clothes are usually very expensive, I'm not even gonna lie. But half of the time, it's not even about the brand. It's about the structure of the outfit and I'm usually the one who's planned her outfit the day before, and will never wear the same exact outfit twice. I might mix and match, but never the same thing. I can admit it - I'm such a girly girl and I literally don't have the time to explain my fashion choices, why I'm not as open or anything of that nature. I like dresses and skirts more so than pants, but I love me some shorts. It's California, why have so many pants when I can show off my gorgeous and sleek legs? I get edgy sometimes or more casual than yesterday, and I have a deep love for bohemian prints. I'm fashionable, I like fashion. I'm just also a bit girly and it's rare if you catch me being tomboyish or anything less than my usual perfect self. So, as you can see, it takes a lot to keep a bitch looking as flawless as those bitches on Pretty Little Liars or, god forbid, The Vampire Diaries. Some of us can't just magically wake up and decide that we need no such maintenance in the midst of creepy stalkers and vampires. It just so happens that I get to do all of this and not have to worry about blood getting on my Balenciaga."

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♔Body Measurements♔
34-26-35

♔Bra Size♔
32C

♔Clothing Size Size♔
Top or Dress: 4
Pants: 4 & Sometimes 2
Depends on brand

♔Shoe Size♔
8
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♔Style of Dress♔
Mostly notably girly
Occasionally edgy or boho

♔Upkeep♔
Personal Trainer
Personal Stylist
Private Chef
Personal Manicurist
Russian Amber Imperial Products
The L. Raphael Oxy Star Treatments
Clé de Peau Beauté Products
The White Diamond Manicure
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♔ Good Personality Traits ♔
Ambitious || Calculated || Caring || Charming || Debonair || Driven || Fearless || Persuasive || Seductive || Strategic || Tactful || Witty

♔ Bad Personality Traits ♔
Arrogant || Callous || Competitive || Deceitful || Devilish || Domineering || Manipulative || Petty || Perfectionist || Ruthless || Sensitive || Territorial || Vindictive

♔ Personality ♔
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Personality on fleek.

Maybe some extra tweeking cuz she a bitch.

But tweeking and fleekin on fleek lol :D

Many complain that McMansions are unreasonably large for a single-family home, but McMansions have nothing on the Rothschild Estate. Located in Beverly Hills, CA, this massive waterfront compound was built on 63 acres. Construction began in 2002 and was completed in 2007, but not without an outcry from the local community, many of whom believed it would be used as a hotel or business retreat. Not so. Instead it was built for one of the surviving descendants of the infamous Rothschild clan, Javier Rothschild, and his family. Rothschild, who comes from a long legacy of businessmen and a few industrialists, got his industrialist father to commission the home to be built for his personal use.

Located at 934 Amoroso Place, Venice , CA 90291, the actual square footage and number of bedrooms and bathrooms vary, depending on source. Living space ranges anywhere from 43,031 to 100,000 sq ft; bedrooms vary from 21 to 49 bedrooms and bathrooms are equally difficult to pin down, ranging from 18 to 69. Discrepancies in data can be attributed to whether other buildings on the estate are included in the numbers.

One thing is certain: this is one, big house. The aerial image below shows a portion of what’s on the property, but in addition to the main home is an indoor theater, two bowling alleys, two tennis courts, two squash courts, game rooms, and a basketball court.

After five years of construction and controversy, the wealthy Javier Rothschild received a certificate of occupancy allowing his family to move into their 66,395-square-foot Italianate mansion on the ocean. The neighbors weren't exactly revving up the welcome wagon. In 2002, the neighbors were sufficiently enraged by the idea of a house five times larger being built and they complained repeatedly to the Town of Venice. They hired consultants to assess the potential impact of the Rothschild mansion on the neighborhood, and they sued to stop the town from issuing building permits. The lawsuit failed, but the town has since passed a law limiting houses to 20,000 square feet.

The mansion, part of a 63-acre estate called Rothschild Field, is one of the largest in the United States. The 66,395-square-foot Italianate mansion with 29 bedrooms, 39 bathrooms, and a staff wing; the $100 million project also included a 17,000-square-foot garage (large enough to fit more than 100 cars), gym, lounge, game room, basketball court, handball court, billiard room, two indoor tennis courts, and sports center with two bowling alleys.

Foyer
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Formal Living Room
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Library
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Formal Dining Room
X

Kitchen(s)
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Lounge
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Man Cave
X~X

Sports Center
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Spa
X

Vivienne's Bedroom
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Normani's Bedroom
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Guest Bedrooms
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♔ Transportation ♔
Lexus LF-C2 Concept
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Porsche Cayenne Turbo S
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Mercedes Benz S-Class Stretch Limousine
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Liberty Elegant Lady Luxury Coach
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♔ Miscellaneous ♔
Gulfstream G550 Jet
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La Belle Super Yacht
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So begins...

Shailene Lehman's Story

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#2015-02-09 01:21:22, as written by chanelindistress

There was an obvious tick in Chad's jaw when he read the latest text message from Honey and Ric, at first, only raised an eyebrow when the Prep downed a shot without even making a face. After a few minutes, Chad was typing a text himself before rising. "You ok?" Chad didn't answer for a minute and shoved his phone into his pocket before turning to his best friend, "Heading home. I'll see you at Sia's studio." He didn't give Ricky a chance to say anything more as he was heading through the crowd and the King of HHS had a very perturbed expression on his face, deciding to send his own message out to someone who could help the situation.

To: Honey
Fine. I'll just see you tomorrow. Goodnight.

To: Shay
Idk what da fuck just happened, but ur boy is pissed.

Shailene smiled gratefully when Linn conceded and led her blonde friend out of the cloud, coolness flowing through her the second the night air hit her slick skin. She ran her fingers through her loose curls, feeling her phone buzz in her back pocket. A bit more relaxed now that she wasn't in the humid and crowded place, she truly pondered Linn's inquiries before remembering one small problem with that plan. "I'd love to, but apparently, Ric and Sienna are staying over. Their stuff is already in my room. You're more than welcome to spend the night though and we can head over to your place in the morning?" She didn't know what Linnaea would want to do in the situation considering the fact that she wasn't particularly close with either the Devil Girl or the King of HHS, but at least she knew the latter. And she could always come sleep in Shailene's room or any of the other rooms, it didn't matter. With that suggestion in the air, she pulled out her phone to see Ricky's text and her brow knitted curiously. As if on cue, Chadwick came out of the club and Shay glanced at Linnaea only fleetingly before running over to catch up to the Prep.

"Hey, love! What's wrong?" She asked and placed a hand on Chad's arm as they walked, seeing how he wasn't stopping any time soon. "I'm fine, Shay." Chad was so engrossed in just getting home and allowing the day to end that he didn't even pay attention to who else was around him. And Shailene wasn't buying his little brushing off either. "Obviously, if you were fine, you would actually stop and talk to me." That last word was said with a small push, which halted Chad's movements just as they reached his vehicle. He gave Shailene a very exasperated look before letting out a large amount of breath. He didn't want to have this conversation with Shay, not here. He also didn't want to text Honey about whatever the hell had happened earlier or just shove it in the recesses of his mind like she apparently wanted him to do. But yet and still, Chad was being himself and actually letting it slide, leading to him feeling frustrated and in no mood for people. He felt like...like swimming, or kicking something. Hell, punching something almost sounded like a plan. "I'm sorry," was what he ended up saying in a tone that was too flat for Shay to believe that he was really genuine about the apology. She searched his face for a sign of anything else, but all he offered was a blank wall that she knew she wasn't going to be able to get through, not with Linnaea here - not right now. So, she conceded, releasing his arm. "Call me when you get home then." Chad nodded slowly before finally seeing Linnaea. "Sure, and hey, Linn." With a hard swallow because of words he didn't actually know how to form, Chad simply leaned down and hugged Shay before climbing into his car and driving off. Shailene sighed and turned to her friend, running a tired hand through her hair. "I guess we're all not the only ones having a rough night."

Back inside, Sienna was a bit too amused by Erik's explanation of wanting to find gamblers. The most she had ever gambled away happened in maybe a few games with Ricky or some of the other jocks, just really for fun. She was a competitive individual, of course she had wanted to try it. But it wasn't really her thing. However, to amuse Erik, she smirked. "Hmm...I'd love to see this 'poker-God' in action one of these days," she said with a purr, running a hand over his slowly before her phone buzzed. "I'll be right back." Winking at him, she bumped Stella on her way into the crowd, to which the junior Prep rolled her eyes and turned the guy beside her. "Well, good luck with the whole 'lightening Ricky's pocket' thing. Nine times out of ten, you would never be able to lighten his pocket. There's only one person in this entire school that's richer than him and Chad's not exactly the gambling type." She said dryly just as Jasmine returned with the guys and began slurping on her drink. Stella could tell that, in her heart, it was getting close to the time to leave. Granted, if any of her friends wanted to stay, she could easily chill with them. However, as a person who wasn't a partier, she could feel her body being ready to go. It wasn't as if she was tired or anything; she just felt like moving and moving didn't really include to another section of the club. But when Jas stood up and was ready to dance, Stella was all for it. However, when Taylor (she hoped she got that one right) hopped up to take Jasmine's bait, Stella couldn't find it in herself to be a cock-block. Apparently, Tyler had run off too, leaving just Stella and Erik. Smirking to herself, she turned to the guy with a small grin and said, "And then there were two." She wasn't always keen on people she didn't know, not unless there was a friend to buffer her. But knowing Sienna, she was probably out looking for Ricky and Stella would have to keep her little friend company until the Devil Girl returned. "So, what are your intentions with my girl?" Might as well keep him on edge, right?

Ricky stared down at the text from Honey for a moment and honestly wanted to simply ignore it; just shove his phone back in his pocket and flirt with the ginger from earlier. He could find Adrienne and distract himself from thoughts of the sexy singer. The singer who happened to also be his best friend's girl. Which was the only reason why Ricky didn't flirt in the text nor tease. A part of him didn't understand why she even turned to him at the moment. She had Chad who was the quintessential good guy. Surely, her boyfriend - and he found himself thinking the word with an edge that didn't belong - could come to her rescue, as she put it.

To: Honey
Helping out with Sia at the studio tomorrow. We can talk then or meet up later, you decide.

He had just been putting his phone away when Sienna came plopping herself down on the couch. "You're pouting." Ricky made a face at her words. "And you still have clothes on. I'm surprised you haven't fucked that loser yet." Sienna scowled at her bestie and punched his arm. "Not as much of a slut as you." Ricky sneered, "Still a slut." There relationship was definitely - or, at least sounded - very dysfunctional at times. They could both be extremely abrasive, particularly with one another. However, that was just how they worked and after a beat, Sienna looked around them. "Where's Boy Wonder?" Ricky shrugged with a carefree expression. "Went home. Trouble in paradise." Sienna's eyebrows rose and she perceptively noted the tick in Ricky's jaw. "Does this trouble have anything to do with you?" If looks could kill, Sienna would probably be on the floor at the moment with a bullet wound in her head. She flippantly ran a hand through her hair. "Don't bitch-face me. You're the one who wants to fuck his best friend's girlfriend." Ricky literally could kill his bestie sometimes. Loved her to death most of the times. Other times, she really didn't seem to care. "I haven't touched her, have I?" Sienna didn't say anything for a moment and when she did, there was no hint of an edge or even sarcasm. It was just straight-up honesty mixed with something a bit softer. "The point is that you fucked up with Leah and that cost you whatever friendship and relationship you guys had. And I'll say it as many times as everyone needs to hear it, Honey's hot. But no bitch is worth one night of satisfying your thirst. So, whatever it is that's got your panties in a bunch, drop it now. I'm not dealing with it tomorrow and neither should you." Rising, Sienna pulled him up right along with her. She knew he hated whenever she brought up Aaliyah, but it was what it was. He had fucked up and yeah, he could apologize and sure, Sienna knew his reasons for being as fucked up as he was. But at the end of the day, she wasn't going to leave him in some corner to fuck the bitterness out of himself. They would be leaving sooner or later. Ricky didn't need to be moping on the couch. Chad shouldn't either, but he was already too far gone for her to be concerned about.

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#2015-02-09 22:52:36, as written by TvJunkie19

She just smirked as she let her hand brush make small circles on his as she shook her head and let her leg brush softly against his. "They've never made a big deal about what time I get home before. I think it should be fine." Isaiah got the strong urge that Angelina was trying to seduce him and boy did he want to be seduced. His little head and his big head had been going at it since they shared those two amazing kisses over two hours ago. His little head wanted him to invite Angelina back to his place but his brain was telling him that was a big idea. If he did take her home and they ended up having sex then that only left Isaiah with two options. Either he would have to add Angelina to his hit it and quit list or they would have to define the relationship. Animal or not Angelina was a girl and whether they said it or not sex always meant something. Isaiah just didn't want to cross that line and ruin whatever it was they were building between them. He had promised himself that his senior year would be uncomplicated and drama-free and committed relationships were nothing but complications and drama. He was only a week into the new school year and he was not about to go and make things all weird and complicated between him and Angel when he didn't even what exactly they were doing yet.

Clearing his throat Isaiah got up from the table. "Well that's good to know. We should get going. It'll be close to one by the time I get you home." He couldn't tell if Angel was upset or not about him not inviting her back to his place for a nightcap. He just couldn't do it. He wasn't ready to take that step and the fact that he felt that way made him feel like a bitch. But, he was going with his brain on this one. He thanked and said goodbye to the staff members that they passed as they left the restaurant arcade. From there they walked to the valet and Isaiah got his car back and he drove Angelina back to her foster home in East LA. They got there fifteen minutes to one and when they arrived Isaiah got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for Angelina to get out. "I don't know about you but I had a great time. One of top five first dates by far." He said as he walked her to her door.

Several songs had passed and the time just seemed to be passing by. As much as she was enjoying dancing with Taylor her bed was starting to call out to her. After a busy day of school, procrastinating over whether or not she would come out to this party and then ultimately coming out (and having a great time), now she just wanted to go home and crawl into bed. As the song the were dancing to came to an end Jasmine stopped dancing. "I think it's time I get going. It's been fun. Tell your brother I said goodbye." She placed a kiss on his cheek than walked over to the bar where Stella was still hanging out with Sienna's dude.

"I'm calling it a night." Jasmine said when she reach her best friend throwing her arms around her giving her a hug. "Thank you for pestering me to come out. I had fun. And I'll see you tomorrow at the dance studio." Jasmine said with a smile. She gave a small wave in Erik's direction not that she really felt a need to say goodbye to the guy seeing as they had zero conversation and she didn't even know him. But, it felt weird to just ignore his presence. She weaved her way out of the club and stepping outside there was a nice nighttime California breeze blowing. It felt amazing in comparison to the humidity of the club.

She saw Shailene and Linnaea outside and she decided to do I quick drive by hi-and-bye not wanting to leave without saying anything. "Hey loves. I'm heading home, but I just wanted to say something seeing as I haven't seen either of you all night. Allie's gonna be pissed that I didn't keep my word and keep an eye on you. But, I got distracted by hot twins. I cannot be blamed." Jasmine said jokingly as a yawn suddenly crept up on her and she suddenly felt really tired. "Oookay and I am officially done for the night. I love chicas. Get home safe." She said goodbye to the two popular girls and headed to the parking lot getting in her car and driving home.

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#2015-02-15 17:59:59, as written by chanelindistress

The light smirk on Stella's face morphed ever-so-slightly into a wide grin as Erik began his explanation of his future plans with Sienna and before long, a light laugh escaped her. "Ah, I get it," she said, though it wasn't really directed to him. Other than what Stella noticed Sienna might find attractive in his physique and the fact that he wasn't a guy from their school, she hadn't actually thought Erik could last with Sienna more than a few days. Why her friend hadn't just sexed him up already was a mystery at first, but she understood a bit. While Sienna supposedly wasn't looking for anyone this year since she was a senior and didn't need anyone trying to hold her back, Erik provided her with something Sienna always liked in guys: entertainment. So what if he was obviously nervous around her and it lent to the idea that he was somewhat socially-awkward? He was precious, in that sense, and Sienna - no matter how much of a hardass she liked to believe she was - loved precious.

Stella cleared her throat slightly at the thought of Ricky, not sure how Ricardo had been acting earlier. "Not really sure what the issue was with him today, I think Sia said he was in a bad mood anyway and it probably wasn't you," she explained. "But, you're messing with his best friend, so he might be wary of you. Ric usually knows everyone in school and well, you're new and you're messing with Sia and no one really knows a thing about you yet. So, he's probably secretly planning your murder somewhere." Stella winked at the last part just as Jasmine came back over to them and hugged her. Stella smirked at the warmth radiating off of her beastie's body from the dancing that she was doing and grinned at Jasmine. "See! I'm an awesome bestie and you are very welcome! I'll text you the address." Stella didn't know if Sienna really was going to get to the dancing portion of her studio time tomorrow as she knew that the singer wanted to get at least one of her songs acoustic versions underway and post at least one cover for her fans who had been waiting for something in this particular genre, but who knew what was going to happen? After bidding Jasmine goodnight, Stella glanced around the club before deciding that she was ready to go.

Shailene was about to part ways with Linnaea with the promise of meeting the blonde tomorrow when Jasmine had made it outside. Shailene waved at the Performer and smiled, "Hey, Jas!" She refused to make a comment about Alessandra having wanted Jasmine to watch her, willing the bitter thoughts away. To be honest, she was done bitching over her bestie internally. It was what it was, at the end of the day. Besides, she had had fun without Alessandra. And she could have fun tomorrow without her too. All she needed to do was hang out with Linnaea at her house for a few hours and then drag her friend out tomorrow for lunch, and maybe something else. The beach, perhaps? Who knew? Hugging Linn for the night, Shailene headed over to her car and slid in, turning it on before texting Ricky and Sienna that she was ready to go. A small yawn eased its way past her lips. "Yep, definitely time to hit the hay." She said to herself as she waited for her friends to be ready to go.

Stella was just about to leave Erik to his own devices when Sienna and Rick walked over to the bar, Sienna still gripping Rick by the wrist. Smiling at the slightly put-out expression on the King of HHS' face (and Ricky looked so cute being petulant), Stella took two steps before pouncing on him, wrapping her arms around Ricky's shoulders. "Stop pouting, Ricky." She whispered before pecking his cheek. Ricardo offered her a somewhat affectionate smirk and Stella only beamed back at him. "Don't know about the rest of you. But I'm leaving. I'll see you guys...later today." Sienna nodded before sliding beside Erik. "Ok, 11, Stells." Stella nodded, pecked Ricky's cheek again before disappearing into the crowd just as Ricky's phone buzzed in his pocket. "Shay's ready to go." He told the two and started heading outside, phone still in hand. Sienna sighed before tugging Erik with her. "Can't really do shit if the driver's ready to go. Anyway, you doing anything tomorrow? I'm doing a studio session and then we're all heading to the beach? We're actually getting in the water this time, I promise." She told him as they exited the club.

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#2015-02-17 04:58:43, as written by chanelindistress

Upon getting into the vehicle, Ricardo had decided that Erik was simply going to come stay at Shailene's house, casting the guy a rather disturbed expression. Ricardo was an asshole, plain and simple. He had his good moments, sure. However, at the end of the day, he really wasn't all that great. However, he couldn't just let the new guy camp out on the beach because he was drunk and couldn't return home. Especially not with both Sienna and Shailene giving him looks. Call it whatever you want - him being whipped, a punk or what-have-you - he couldn't be that heartless. So, it had been settled and after getting the new guy a room, they all went their separate ways, the girls in Shailene's room and the guys in their own.

When morning filtered in, the only one who wasn't up was Erik. Sienna had considered sneaking into his bedroom, but the look Shailene had given her obviously meant that it wasn't an option. So, she sucked it and hurried to get showered, texting Stella before she got ready for the day. When she stepped out of Shailene's bathroom fully dressed, the model had just gotten off of her phone. Sienna would change once they got to her place. "Still upset you can't come to the studio today," Sienna grumbled playfully but didn't really mean it. Shailene only rolled her eyes sweetly. "I have friend duties and I think you have enough people to fill in for me." She stated calmly and ran her brush through her somewhat tousled hair. The strands were still sleek-looking like before, but due to last night's humidity, very loose waves had formed and after ruffling her hair a good few times Shailene was good for the day with the sexy-but-woke-up-like-this look. Sienna grinned. "What are you gonna do anyway?" Shailene and Sienna had stayed up for an hour longer talking about the current situation of Honey, Chad, Linnaea, and Ricky - which was a big mess, in their eyes. However, Shailene had mulled over what she could do for her ailing friend and decided that Saturday was a great day to have a little fun. Which didn't involve getting drunk or throwing Linnaea on random people. "You'll see." She said simply and Sienna rolled her eyes, sticking her tongue out since Shailene wanted to be all secretive.

Not at all worried about Sienna, Shailene stood, checking out her outfit before deciding that she was pleased with it. It was simple for the day. After last night, she didn't feel the need to show out anymore. Besides, she still looked good and had posted pictures on Instagram while Sienna had been in the bathroom. Shailene had decided to go very natural with make-up, almost to the point that there was none. Her beauty regime required that she didn't tire herself with constant pounds of make-up and she liked the fresh feeling after having done her typical regimen. Sienna had decided upon the same thing, opting for mascara and lip gloss. "You should probably wake up your boyfriend. My plans don't include dealing with your hungover boy toy." Sienna sighed heavily, as if the task burdened her even though that was the last thing on her mind. "Screw you. Just make sure the cooks remember us while you're sipping on your mimosa." Shailene made a face at her friend as she grabbed her Michaek Kors bag and headed downstairs. Once there, she saw Ricky already at one of the less formal dining rooms with a plate of scrumptious looking food.

"Morning, Your Majesty." She said and raked her eyes over Ricky's ever impressive style. He always looked well put together, even on those days when he didn't seem to care. Today seemed like one of the days he did and he seemed in a much lighter mood. "Nice to see my favorite little Brit. Do I get a good morning kiss?" Shailene smirked at him, but walked over anyway just to plant a kiss on his forehead. He gave a pretend show of disappointed to which she only pointed a finger and said, "Behave." She sat in the seat beside him as one of the chefs brought out a cup of piping hot chai tea with a side of a milk and sugar, and her plate.

While her friends were downstairs, Sienna crept into a still sleeping Erik's borrowed bedroom, taking a moment to turn the sound off her phone so she couldn't hear the picture she snapped of him with him being stretched out on the bed. Afterwards, she slid her phone into her back pocket before crawling onto the bed as quietly as she could, cringing slightly when it dipped and he shifted just a bit. However, he either was dead to the world or was really pretending because she managed to crawl up his body until she was straddling his waist and her face loomed over his. "Erik..." She spoke really softly at first, grinning down at the tired face before deciding to pepper his jaw with small kisses which she combated with light nips until she reached his left earlobe. "Come on, you gotta wake up...this could be soooo much better if you were actually awake, you know?" She said and shook him a bit, still peering down at his face.

Meanwhile, Stella was seated at the family island with an omelet in front of her, munching very happily on a piece of strawberry. Despite the healthiness of her food, there was one of her favorite flavors of Arizona tea right in front of her, Mango. She had already put on dance appropriate clothes, partly because she was lazy at the moment and she didn't feel like changing. Her hair was also in a high ponytail. In her bag, she had two bathing suits that she had been mulling over and an outfit for afterwards. [b]"How long are you gonna be out, sweetie?"[/color] Her dad asked while her mom finished cleaning up the kitchen. Stella shrugged. "I don't know, I might stay with Sia or Jas tonight depending on how everything goes." She knew for a fact that they were dancing today; Sienna's choreographer wanted to make sure she was still fit and ready for a performance, which would be any day if she simply decided on a release date. Luckily, Stella had been studying dance a bit more extensively than her friend, so she was always willing to help. However, Sienna wanted to do some acoustic sessions and possibly a cover too, and she wasn't really sure the order of that. Which was why they were going to the little recording studio and dance studio at Sienna's house instead of the actual studio where the girl's manager would be. It would be less drama and a more relaxed vibe. With that thought in mind, she text Jasmine the address in Beverly Hills and checked in on Honey. It was close to ten anyway.

To: Jas
Here's the address. Btw, she's gonna record a cover or two before we start dancing, so if you wanna do something, you're more than welcome.

To: Honey
Srry about last night, love. Did you get things squared out?

Chad didn't like waking up in the morning. Regardless of how much he seemed to be smiling when he went to school or the usual calm aura he apparently exuded on a regular basis, he was not a fan of mornings, especially on the weekend. The first time Honey tried to wake him up consisted of him simply groaning and wanting her wakefulness to just go away. He would have preferred her closeness because warmth had been lost to him in the time that she had parted from him, but the rest could just go away. He heard something about pancakes, which sounded appealing, but the dream he had been having was much more appealing.

However, the second time consisted of her straddling him again and kissing him, which - even he wanted to refuse her advances, he couldn't - he winded up responding to. Afterwards, he pulled away, cupping her face gently with a sleepy smile. "I could wake up to this," he said, his voice taking on a lower register than normal. His free hand swiped over his face before remembering their plans for the day. [color=#408080]"Ugh, I might have to just get someone to drop my stuff at Sia's. I need a shower and to change." He felt a bit self-conscious, considering the fact that he had spent the night with Honey without much of preparation. He should probably brush his teeth, wash his face, shower, and actually be more presentable, especially with her looking as good as she did this early.

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#2015-02-17 09:42:09, as written by bfb_monster

It had been a bit of a shock really, never in his wildest dreams had Erik imagined that he would be invited to a mansion. Not in his first week of school at least. Maybe his royal highness wasn't as bad as Erik had first expected. He did however notice that the girls had turned their heads in Ricardo's direction, and while Erik couldn't see their eyes he guessed that they might have influenced the decision a little bit. "Should have brought a toothbrush" He thought to himself as they pulled up at the enormous building. Not long after that Erik had collapsed on one of the softest beds he had ever had the pleasure of sleeping in. Unfortunately he couldn't figure out how the air-condition worked, so the poor northlander was doomed to a warm night with sleeping in his underwear on top of the sheets.

Sleeping had always been something Erik enjoyed, and to be quite frank he was very good at it. Friends had on multiple occasions debated upon whether a nuclear war between superpowers would have woken him up from his ancient slumber. In fact, one time while camping with the same friends they had been surprised by a storm in the night, and because of some poor work the tent had somehow managed to fly of, leaving the teenagers in their sleeping bags in the middle of a storm. Apparently Erik hadn't even twisted over and it took multiple attempts from his friends before they were able to wake him up. So Erik didn't even notice the door opening and closing and a moment later someone crawling up on him. One of his eyes slowly opened accompanied by a groan of protest, though his lips cracked open in a tired smile when he saw Sienna looking down on him. "I'm sure it would be just as fun in an hour" Erik protested with a joking tone, with the beautiful singer sitting on top of him he had absolutely no plans of falling asleep again. The power of boners is way to strong for that to ever happen.

"But I'm awake now so what the heck" Maybe the alcohol hadn't completely left his system, because Erik felt as confident as ever. Deciding that he didn't really have anything to loose Erik placed a hand behind Sienna's head and pressed his lips softly against hers for a little while before pulling back and letting go of her head. "Have to admit that this isn't the worst awakening I've ever had" He said with the closest he could come to a teasing smile while placing his hands on her hip. He had to admit she looked absolutely gorgeous sitting like that.

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#2015-02-20 04:18:21, as written by chanelindistress

Chad laughed lightly at Honey's retort about how far gone in his sleep he had been. She was probably right, which was no offense to her. It would be a treat, her being naked and all, but Chad probably would have slept through that. As much time as he put into work during the weekday and sometimes on the weekend, once he was out for the night, it typically was the case unless one of his friends managed to keep him up. He only smiled warmly at her when she leaned her forehead down against his, allowing himself to take in her always tantalizing scent. No, but he could really wake up to this more often. "I have no objections to offering my assistance with that," he told her on a laugh and, because he somehow felt bolder whenever he was around Honey, Chad pecked her lips lightly before she climbed off to confront her family.

When Honey returned with food, Chad's face brightened a bit. He wasn't starving yet, but he would never turn down pancakes. It was one of his mom's favorite things to cook whenever she did actually cook meals, so he had developed a preference for them at a young age. Syrup and fruits probably aided in that little fact, but he graciously accepted what Honey brought food. He was relatively surprised by her enjoyment of Pokémon; he and Ricky still had their collectible poké-balls with limited edition cards from when they were kids, and he was pretty sure he still had the games on DS. Which was definitely something he found himself not wanting to admit just yet. Apparently, in his time of mentally telling himself that he wouldn't prove how much of a dork he actually was, Honey had been messing with her hair and obviously came to some conclusion because the smile on her face told him he would be obeying any command that she gave him. Chad laughed a bit when she lightly bit his lower lip while trying to coax him to simply get his things delivered to her place, which definitely almost didn't get caught since he was partly distracted by what she was doing. Before he could go ahead and tell her he would do what she wanted, Honey gave him the look and he found himself blushing at it, melting at her gaze. "Ok, ok. You already won. No need to break a man with the eyes." He said jokingly before getting a piece of pancake with a berry on top and extending it to her.

Sienna laughed in pure amusement at Erik proving that he was obviously not a morning person. It was definitely entertaining and while she understood, she also felt another part of him being very much awake, which had her smirking like a Cheshire cat on the inside. She didn't refuse when he pulled her down for another kiss, her hair falling on either side of her face. She responded for only a moment, sliding her lips against his smoothly while swiping her hair behind her ears before pulling away so that they were just a breath's distance apart. "Mmmm...as much as I would love this to continue, Shay's got breakfast waiting downstairs and I'm pretty sure her mom would kill me if we did anything in her house." Sienna shuddered at the thought. Not many parents scared or intimidated her. However, Shailene's mother? Oh, that woman had the death stare of an entire army and Sienna was bold, but she wasn't that bold. Afterwards, she rolled off of him so that she was on her feet and then extended her hand to him. "Come on, you'll love the food here."

While Sienna was doing gods know what upstairs with her mysterious beau, Shailene was making plans on her phone, having just gotten off a call when she realized Ricardo was staring directly at her. "Unless you're new hobby is being creepy, why are you looking at me like that?" Ric drank the last of his mimosa. "You're up to something." She made a face, as if trying to deny it, before sighing. "I'm trying to be a good friend. I usually hang out with Allie, but Linn needs me and Allie doesn't. I'm thinking of us doing an unofficial photo shoot at one of the studios, trying on some of the latest and getting pampered. Then afterwards, we can catch a late lunch or dinner at Providence." Ric nodded, impressed, but not surprised. Shailene was typically prepared for anything, which was one of the big reasons why he had been glad when she met Alessandra. Allie kept her on her toes and stopped Shay from being a professional, but a teenager. "You're not meeting everyone at the beach?" He asked and she shrugged, finished with her meal just as he was. "Depends on what she wants, not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to and I personally don't need a catfight today." With that said, Shailene rose and pushed her chair back under the table, grabbing up her keys and purse on the way. "Tell Sia I'll see you guys some time later, perhaps." She pecked Ric's cheek one more time before heading out, sliding on a pair of Chanel shades as she sent out a text.

To: Linn
Girl day is def happening and you have no choice. Omw now.

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#2015-02-22 06:25:28, as written by TvJunkie19

Turning the shower dials off the water came to a trickle before shutting off completely. Stepping out of the glass shower and onto the the white towel that greeted her feet she did a quick pitter pat on the towel then slipped on her flip-flops that were placed right in front of the floor towel. Walking over to the towel rack that was situated by her bathtub she took her body towel and wrapped it around her waist. Walking in the direction of the door she stopped at the sink and got her toothpaste and the dental floss down out of the medicine cabinet. She flossed her teeth first (which took about four minutes) then brushed them (which was about six minutes) before finally swishing 2 teaspoonfuls of Listerine Total Care Plus Whitening in her mouth for a minutes and spitting into her sink. With her oral hygiene taken care of she moved on to her morning skincare regime. Recently Demi Lovato had sent her the products from her new skincare line; Devonne. Jasmine absolutely loved the products and she used them every morning. Her morning skincare regime took about twenty minutes every morning. She used the deep facial cleanser, the hydrating radiance mist and the 3-in-1 moisturizer primer. The Devonne scent left her face smelling like a delicious mix of vanilla, lemon and lavender and she just loved the smell. Along with the how it made her face feel and look.

Opening her bathroom door she walked out of the bathroom and started walking towards her bed when she noticed her phone sitting on the small table in front of the couch. "So that's where I left that." She said speaking her thoughts aloud. Picking up her phone she saw that she had a message from Stella. "Here's the address. Btw, she's gonna record a cover or two before we start dancing, so if you wanna do something, you're more than welcome." Putting her phone back down after reading Stella's message she walked over to where her clothes were all laid out on her bed. She put on her bra and panties and then walked over to her vanity. She put on her deodorant, lotioned her body with her bombshells in bloom body lotion and spritzed herself with her bombshells in bloom perfume.

Going back to her bed she put on her American Apparel long sleeve crop top, her Young & Reckless 86 Bonnie No Clyde sweatpants and her Nike Air Max that were white, pink, grey and black. Part of Jasmine wanted to go downstairs and have breakfast put she already had close to half a dozen donuts to work off so she opted against it. She walked over to the couch and grabbed her phone off the table. The second she had her phone in her hands it began to ring. The background photo was of Jasmine and Alessandra at the Cosmo For Latina’s Fun Fearless Awards that they had gone to in New York over the summer. Tapping the green phone button she answered the call and placed her phone to her ear. "Shouldn't you be asleep right now?" Jasmine asked knowing it was around five in the morning and Sunday in Australia. "As if I could sleep. Aaliyah and her shiny plaything of the night fuck louder than fucking monkeys and while this hotel is beautiful - the walls are thin as shit apparently." Jasmine laughed as she sat down on the couch.

"I considered drinking a bit more in hopes of passing out like Alex, but I really don't want to experience the kind of hangover she will come the morning. Or mostly likely the afternoon." Jasmine pondered for a quick second before asking, "Who's Alex?" She could hear the sound of a fridge opening and than closing on the other end of the line. "Alex is Alexis. Apparently she is this model who surprisingly enough goes to Hollywood High. Crazy, right? Well Ali noticed her on the runway and after the show she ran into us at the afterparty and - well let's just say this bitch knows how to party. Like when I say the girl get's turnt up ... she gets turnt the hell up." Jasmine mused at the thought as it sounded like Alessandra had taken a moment to take a drink of something. "Anyways, speaking of parties and turning up ... how was the prep party?" What to talk about first? Jasmine thought to herself before just spilling everything. "Well for starters ... I met these twins." Chiming in before Jasmine could go any further Alessandra asked, "Those french speaking twins?" Jasmine didn't know what set of twins Alessandra was talking about. "No. What french speaking twins?" Alessandra did say anything at first as it sounded like she was drinking something again. "Never mind. Not relevant to the story. Go on with what you were saying." Jasmine just chuckled as she went back to what she was originally saying. "Okay, well, there is I guess now a second pair of twins attending Hollywood High because last night outside the club I met Tyler and Taylor. There both crazy hot and are transferring to Hollywood High. I'll point you in there direction at school."

"Looking forward to it." She could hear Alessandra yawn before her sister's voice came through the phone again. "Well I know that's not everything. Come on. Give me the dirt." Jasmine laughed as she rolled her eyes. "Also was Shay good last night? She wasn't like trashy or sloppy or anything like that right?" There was a mixture of tiredness and concern in voice when she asked about Shailene. "Shay was fine from what I saw. I'll be honest and say that I wasn't exactly babysitting her all night like I know you probably wanted me to, but I got distracted --" "By the hot twins." Jasmine laughed again. "Yes. By the hot twins. Hashtag sorry not sorry." Both girls laughed and Jasmine could hear Alessandra yawning again as the laughter died down. "I may not have been babysitting last night but it seems like Shay was. Every time I saw her she was with Linnaea. And your girl wasn't looking to be having all that much fun. Granted if Honey approached me the same way it looked like she did Linn last night I think my night would have been shot too. You know how I feel about drama."

There was a pause on the other end and just as Jasmine was about to ask if Alessandra was there thinking her sister had dozed off Alessandra spoke. "What the hell happened between Linn and Honey?!" Alessandra sounded a lot less tired and more angry and curious now. "Chill Allie. I'm sure it was nothing and if it wasn't I can't tell you what it was. All I know is Honey seemed to be in some kind of a mood last night. When I first got there it was her and Chad talking with Stella. Chad pretty much left the second I arrived and went where ever he went and Honey just seemed really pressed about something. Anyways, when Shay and Linn hit the dance room Honey excused herself leaving me, Stells and the twins at the bar and she went and said something to your girls. I'm not sure if she came back to the bar after that because I had walked the twins over to the body painting area. All I know is I got a goodbye text and I didn't see Shay or Linn until I was going home outside the club."

Jasmine wished she could see the look on Alessandra's face as she so wanted to know what was going through her sister's head at the moment. "Jazzy am tired. It sounds like Aaliyah and dude have stopped smashing, so I'm gonna try and get to sleep before they start round three. I may call you later on today. Or yesterday. I don't know with these damn timezones plus am fucking tired. I'll talk to you later. Have a good day and please do not stay in the house all day. We live in Cali am sure it's fucking beautiful outside." Jasmine giggled as she just nodded to her sister's words. "Yes ma'am. Now go get you some sleep. I'll talk to you when I talk to you. Love you Allie." "Love you too. TTYL." The line clicked and there was silence. Putting her phone down Jasmine just sighed. She hated drama and she hoped that telling Alessandra about last night wouldn't lead to any. She was just glad the conversation had ended before Allie could bring up Isaiah and his date with Angelina. Grabbing her laptop that was also on the small table she kicked up her feet onto the couch and went online to surf her social media.

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#2015-02-23 06:33:47, as written by chanelindistress

Stella finally climbed away from the stool, grabbing the SmartWater bottle her mother provided. Hunger sated and plate empty, she was more than ready to go. She grabbed up her dance bag followed by her computer bag, walked around the kitchen island to kiss her mother's cheek, and then headed out the door with a "Adios, Mama!" over her shoulder. Closing the door behind her, she pressed the button to unlock her Nexus LX. Placing her bags in the passenger seat, she climbed into the driver's, started it up, and then was pulling out of her family's garage. Once on the road, her original destination had been Sienna's place despite knowing that the Devil Girl would not be there. However, she made a nice little detour and pulled into a very familiar yet long driveway until she stopped at the parking area of the Ambrosia Estate. She only brought her phone with her and headed inside, greeted by a few of her favorite staff members.

"Hola, Guadalupe. Cómo estás?" She exclaimed upon entering the massive estate. The woman in question, naturally voluptuous and in her mid-thirties, smiled at the Prep. "Muy bien, Stella. ¿Lo sabe la señorita Jazmín que estás aquí?" Stella had always loved that there were staff at the Ambrosia estate who spoke Spanish. It was beneficial for her since she rarely spoke her parents' native language, but also to Jas and her mom who were married to Italians. It became easy for some to forget their roots and she appreciated that Allie's father had cared that much. Stella shook her head in the negative at Guadalupe's inquiry as the two made their way to one of the stairways. "No, it's kind of a surprise." Guadalupe nodded before grinning. "The usual?" Stella beamed. "Sí, por favor. Gracias." She said with a small wave and Guadalupe turned to give an order of strawberry mimosa to the kitchen staff as Stella headed up the stairs. Luckily for her, she remembered the direction to go for Jasmine's room and wound up not getting lost, not like how they both did plenty of times in the past. Remembering those days had her giggling by the time she made it to her beastie's room and she leaned against the very much open door. "They can never say you aren't the most powerful twitter user for nothing. Luckily, I'm the one who gets to claim number one Jasmine V fan." She exclaimed, stepping into Jasmine's room with a grin.

Once the water trickled down to a stop, Chad finally stepped out of Honey's shower carefully, wrapping the towel she had provided him around his lean hips. The cool air emanating from her bedroom was a pleasant welcome after the very warm shower he had just had, his body feeling much cleaner and refreshed. He stopped at the mirror over the sink, eyeing the recent marks Honey decided to plant on his skin. Knowing her, he'd probably have fresh ones before the week even started. Not that Chad was being too innocent himself, he realized with a small flush. Still, he could already anticipate the teasing he would more than likely experience when he finally caught up to Shailene or even Sienna. He bit his lower lip at the former. He had forgotten to text her last night and she would probably still want to talk. Shailene was also one to hold a grudge, so he was expecting some kind of ice reception come Sunday or even Monday, and that was only if he didn't see her today. Hopefully, she would be distracted enough to not worry herself over him. Nodding to himself and reassured by that thought, he almost made it out of the bathroom when his gaze fell on the spare toothbrush Honey had given him when she had first led him to her bathroom. He could feel himself softening at the thought before walking out of the bathroom.

Chad found himself smirking lightly at Honey being curled up on the bed, napping. Despite wanting to get dressed, he walked over to the side she was sleeping on, stroking her high cheekbone with his thumb affectionately, allowing the digit to graze the soft skin there slowly before leaning down and kissing her forehead, not putting too much pressure as to wake her up just yet. He liked the idea of them just being Chad and Catalina here, just being together. Regardless of any drama, this space felt...safe. He didn't know what would happen with Linnaea or Ricky, or even when they would have to talk about where graduation would leave them. For now, this was okay. He was brought out from his musings by a knock on the door followed by someone opening it. Chad glanced back to see a teen, one of Honey's brothers he had presumed, giving him a wary and suspicious gaze. "So, you're the boyfriend, huh?" The guy asked and Chad honestly couldn't find it in him to be intimidated by a guy who wasn't that thick in muscle nor as tall as him, but he didn't understand the skepticism the guy might have had in relation to his connection with Honey. Chad rose and walked over to the door, taking the clothes from Nicky's (he would learn that later) hands. "Yeah, I am. If you don't mind, I'd like to get dressed and I can't do that if the door is open." Nicky reluctantly lowered his hands, glanced over at a sleeping Honey, before sizing Chadwick up. "Just messing with you, dude. But no funny business in here or we'll kill you." It would have probably felt like a plausible threat had it been anyone other than Chadwick, whose entire life had been filled with bodyguards and some slimy-looking guys his father was affiliated with. But he nodded nonetheless and closed the door upon Nicky's retreat. Glancing back at his sleeping girlfriend, Chad decided to go into the bathroom to finish drying off and getting dressed. Once finished, he returned to the bedroom to use some of the lotion he saw that wasn't Honey's typical 'girlier' fragrance, but something a bit more neutral. Afterwards, he headed over to the bed and sat beside her still form, a hand on her shoulder. "And here I thought I was the one holding us up," he said aloud before kissing her cheek, close to her mouth in an attempt to rouse her awake while brushing fingers over her sides to see how ticklish his favorite little crooner could be.

Shailene was using her Bluetooth as she drove to Linnaea's place, talking to her favorite photographer. "Avez-vous besoin d'autre chose, Mademoiselle Lehman?" Ralph asked and she considered it for a second before deciding, "Oui, se il vous plaît. Si nous pouvions avoir vin et des collations légères, je serais très reconnaissant." Wine and light snacks would be able to hold the girls over until their dinner or lunch, depending on how long they stayed at the studio. Providence would be a great end to their little modeling time. Afterwards, she considered going to one of the bonfire parties at the beach by some college students, a few of whom were Hollywood High School alumnae. It would definitely be fun and besides, while she wasn't forcing Linn to do anything, she also thought a few college guys could do them both some good. They would be close enough to Richard's beach mansion (because she refused to call it a house) and could stay there for the night to be treated to a lazy Sunday filled with homework and pampering there since she could get a team from Caudalie over to them tomorrow to complete the girl weekend. "Bien sûr. Je ai hâte de vous voir bientôt." Despite not being able to see the very attractive and married man, Shailene smiled widely. "Tu es le meilleur, Ralph. Merci beaucoup." Once that call was complete, it took her another five minutes to get to her blonde friend's home. Once there, one of the valets took her car and Shailene stepped into the beautiful estate, greeted by her second-favorite Snow resident, Alice. "SHAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!!" The brunette exclaimed as she practically attached herself to Shailene's waist despite her tiny arms not being able to fully enclose the Royal. Shailene grinned down at lovely blue eyes. "Bonjour mon amour. Comment allez-vous?" Like always and mostly because she was still learning, Alice took a moment, her lower lip jutted out adorably as she considered her response. Soon, though, she was speaking again. "Je suis grand. Je vous ai manqué. Vous ne avez jamais me rendre visite." She finished with a deeper pout, signifying her distress at Shailene not having visited her as much during the summer. Shailene giggled and tried to walk, but Alice was relentless in her grip and only seemed willing to allow the Royal cheerleader to drag her along. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I'll plan something for us one of these days, ok? Where's your sister?" Alice's eyes became impossibly brighter and she held out her small pinkie. "Pinky promise." It wasn't a question, it was a demand and Shailene surrendered every time. Children just seemed to have that kind of power over her. She looped their pinkies with a firm, "Pinkie promise." Alice beamed before saying, "Linnie's in her room pouting. She only went riding for an hour this morning." The information sunk in for Shailene who only frowned for a moment, still upset that her friend had chosen to ignore her text. It was likely that Linn had simply missed it, but still. No, they weren't going for depressed today. They were going to have fun and that was it.

After seeing Alice off to her playroom, Shailene made her way to Linnaea's bedroom, tapping the door hard. She wasn't here to coax Linnaea out of the house. She was demanding. "Like I told you, we are having a girls' day, missy, and you're going to like it. So, you better be dressed in there and have a bag packed."

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#2015-02-23 23:38:36, as written by Sanarith

Linn waved goodbye to her friend, before heading home. Alice's nanny had come to pick her up, which she was upmostly grateful for. It seemed like she was doing this a lot recently. The sleep-deprived 50 year old woman pulled up, and Linn slid into the back seat, now beginning to feel the affects of the alcohol. She was going to have one hell of a headache... What had she been thinking? Letting herself get all worked up over a guy! That was totally not her. Last time she checked, she was far from a relationship, anyway.

The car ride only lasted about 15 minutes, but it was enough for Linn to close her eyes and try to make sense of the muddled up emotions. Sure, she was sad, and angry, but there was nothing she could do now. She needed to apologize to Honey. It wasn't like she went out of her way to upset Linn - she was following her heart, like Linn would have done in her position. How would she have reacted? The same way? Probably not, but then again, as soon as Honey mentioned how she felt, Linn probably would have lost him anyway. As she had said before, how could she compete with her?

The car pulled up in front of the estate, and Linn slid out of the car, slamming the door behind her. The lights were on in the kitchen and living room, she could see that from here, but Alice's lights were off. She was asleep. What time was it? Linn decided she didn't really care, but followed the older woman in silently.

The inside of the house was eerily quiet - Linn didn't like it. Her father always slept with soft music playing, so that they could hear it throughout the house at night. She didn't hear it then, which meant her father was awake. She turned the corner to see him sitting at the round breakfast table, tapping away with his fingers. "Linn." Was all he said to acknowledge her presence, and she shuffled in, taking a seat next to him slowly. She sat there in silence, not knowing what to say. A few awkward minutes passed, before he finally began to talk. "You've been acting weird lately... Very quiet. And you haven't been seeing Silver all that much, either." He began. So he had caught on? Well, it was better than usual. "Truth is, sweetie, I'm getting worried." She swallowed. It had been a while since her father had paid this much attention to her. "And I had two calls earlier... I think you'll like them." Linn's head shot up to look at him. She had been staring at the wood grain on the table, but now her eyes were fixed on his face. "What? What happened?" Her eyes were eager, excited to find out exactly what was going on. HE was obviously trying to look sincere, but suddenly he broke out smiling. "I got a call from your agent earlier." That was a shock. Linn hadn't talked to her agent for years, not since her mom had died. "He said that there was a local modelling agency that were looking to scout people out, and were appealing for people your age. You're in for a good chance."

Linn could tell that wasn't all he wanted to say, though. "Even better is that we bought a company today. It's guaranteed to make a profit, so... I've planned a little something for you and your friends..." An excited looking Linn couldn't help but try to sneak a look into her father's work bag as he dug around, before pulling out about 20 or so plane tickets. "What?! Dad, are you serious?" His resulting smile confirmed that he wasn't kidding, and she leaned forward and gave him the biggest hug she could manage. "Where to?! And when?!" She could hardly contain her excitement at the idea of taking her friends with her to another country. A holiday! She couldn't believe it. "Christmas holidays. The alps, in France, for skiing and lodging. And the lodge is reserved for you and your friends." He finished, hugging his daughter back. "Now go on, get to bed. Long weekend ahead, ey?" He gave her one last hug and a smile, before Linn dragged herself upstairs, slipping under the covers, and falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

The next day, Linn woke early. She had a headache pounding somewhere in her skull, somewhere she couldn't pinpoint. The sun was streaming through her window, but it was more golden than sunlight. It was an early sun, probably about 6 or 7 in the morning, but Linn didn't care. She slid out of bed, changing into a simple pair of jodhs and a designer polo shirt with her name appliquéd on the back in felt. She pulled on a pair of riding boots and crept out of her room, quickly peeking in at her sleeping sister, who looked very peaceful in her slumber. It brought a smile to Linn's lips before she headed outside, breaking into a jog as she headed down the beloved path to the stables. It wasn't long before the smell of hay filled her nose, and the sound of whinnying horses greeting the new day met her ears. It brought a smile to her lips.

She entered the stable and hurried over to her horse, kissing him on the nose. "Hey, boy." She whispered into his muzzle. "Only guy I need is you, huh?" She gave him one final kiss before searching the tack room for his saddle and bridle, returning quickly and working to get his gear in place. He had already been fed, about an hour ago, thanks to the grooms they had. It meant she could ride him like this as early as she liked. It took her no time at all to mount up, and be galloping through the fields as fast as she could - towards a lonely tree on a hill, which almost nobody knew about. She was confident that nobody would find her, maybe she could think about some stuff that she needed to think over.

The most important thing about this tree was that it was her mother's favourite, and that was where her grave lay.

It took her no time at all to get there, but Linn was sat under the tree, trailing the grass through her fingers for almost an hour. Silver was grazing not too far from her - she could easily catch him, and the leaves waved in a warm breeze. It was her favourite place to be alone. She brushed the dirt off of the gravestone in front of her, exposing her mother's name and date of birth, and death. It was a very peaceful place. Linn loved it there, mostly because it let her be close to where her mother would come a lot.

Naea hardly remembered the time, but soon enough, almost two hours had passed. She couldn't remember what she said, but there was nobody around to hear it anyway, and soon she had mounted up and headed back at breakneck speed. After she got back, she untacked the horse carefully, packing it away and wiping it over with a sponge, before lovingly brushing Silver's coat until it shone. A loud voice broke her concentration as she worked. "NAEA! Your phone went off!" The little cherub of the name Alice practically yelled as Linn stood up straight and peered over the door of the stable, Silver at her back. The little girl brandished the phone in front of Linn's face, and she took it, the screen black. She turned it on, and had to cover her mouth to stop her from cussing.

"Oh no! Shai's gonna be here any minute! Rapid, Alice, nous nous devons dépêcher!" She exited the stall, giving Silver a quick pat on the shoulder, before scooping up her little sister and hot tailing it to the house. She let the little girl down before she took the stairs two at a time, thumping up the stairs. Almost a few seconds after she had gotten up and had dug through her wardrobe to find a pretty white, lace dress that came to her knees and a beaded yellow necklace, she heard the shrieks of her little sister's delight in seeing one of Naea's best friends again. Chuckling to herself, she grabbed some sandals and slipped them over her ankles, giving herself a once over in the mirror before heading downstairs, to the amusing sight of Shai dragging the little girl along, Alice seemingly unable to let go. "Linnie's in her room pouting. She only went riding for an hour this morning." She heard the little girl say, and she rolled her eyes. "For your information, miss, it was at least two hours. And I was NOT pouting!" She waited for her friend at the top of the stairs, as Alice was shepherded off to the playroom, before heading into her room just ahead of Shai.

"Like I told you, we are having a girls' day, missy, and you're going to like it. So, you better be dressed in there and have a bag packed." Linn couldn't help grinning. "Ahh, is my fabulous dress not good enough, ma chérie?" She pouted slightly before quickly returning to her smile. "Oh my god! You'll never guess what I have in store!" She squirmed in anticipation, before finally exploding with, "My dad got me and you and about 18 other people tickets to France in the Winter hols! He booked a lodge and skiing and everything. It was a lovely surprise." She couldn't help but hug her friend at that point, giving her a tight squeeze. "Also, I'm really sorry for missing the text. Alice waltzed in to the stables this morning with it, yelling that I had a text. I miight have gone out to exercise Silver really early this morning without it." She pulled a face. "I think I should apologize to Honey and Chad though. I was really irrational yesterday." She mentioned out of the blue, under her breath. "But that's enough of that! What have you got planned for today, Mademoiselle Lehman?" She finished with a cheeky smirk, sitting on the bed and swinging her legs to and fro.

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#2015-02-24 03:52:54, as written by bfb_monster

Erik had to laugh at the new information considering food and parents "Well, breakfast sounds allot better than homicide" he said with a laugh before rolling of the opposite side of the bed. Making sure that he was standing with his back to Sienna as he started the search for his clothes. Luckily he hadn't thrown them far and a moment later yesterdays clothes was back on and he could turn to look at Sienna. "You look absolutely lovely" Erik said with a smile, eyeing this prime example of the human species up and down. Not that he had ever really been a fan of high-waist shorts, but they looked surprisingly good on Sienna. Besides, Erik wasn't stupid enough to tell her that he didn't like the modern fashion that much.

A quick check in the mirror before walking over to his gorgeous -...girlfriend? Erik honestly had no idea- was mandatory. The mirror was unfortunately not one to sugar-coat stuff and Erik had to take in the disaster his hair was. One of the many problems with having long hair was that it required allot of grease to stay the way Erik preferred it to, but the hair gel he used didn't last that long and upon waking up most of it had lost it effect so now it was pretty much just hanging down. Actually not looking that far from a haircut a stereotypical emo would have. "Sorry you have to see this" he said with an excusing smile while reaching into his pocket and pulling out a hairband. For some weird reason he was always prepared for hair emergencies. With a quick move he grabbed his hair and put it up in a tiny ponytail at the back. That type of hair was far from what Erik preferred, but he just had to make it work.

After another quick look in the mirror to see how his hair was looking he shrugged and walked over to Sienna. "Lets get some breakfast before your friends start to get ideas" Erik said and grabbed her hand. He managed to pull her out into the hallway before he remembered that he had no idea where things were in this house. "Maybe you should lead the way. Take me to the throne chamber my lady" for that line he put on his best impression of an upper class London accent, even throwing in a small bow before following her towards whichever place the breakfast food was served.

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#2015-02-24 17:44:20, as written by chanelindistress

Shailene beamed when she saw Linnaea and only shook her head idly at the obvious excitement Linn was trying to tamper down, which was definitely a lot better than the blonde's temperament yesterday. Good, she decided in her head just as Linn decided she couldn't keep the news to herself any longer. Shailene's eyebrows rose at, firstly, the exuberance from her friend which caused a smile to flit across her face, and then at the very lovely gift Mr. Snow bestowed on whomever Linnaea invited. Shailene could only respond to the hug while saying, "That's sounds awesome, love. I suck at skiing, btw, but I do make snowsuits look good and hot chocolate is always great." Shailene finally stepped into the spacious bedroom, her eyes taking in details despite having been in this very space several times. It was a habit of hers, she had come to realize some time ago.

When Linnaea mentioned Honey and Chad once and tried to gloss it over by asking about their plans, Shay's attention snapped immediately upon the blonde. "You are absolutely right. Enough of that. They don't exist today. This is all about us." Shailene declared with a saucy lilt in her voice. As much as she loved her best friend, he had some things he needed to take care of with his girlfriend before he considered saying a word to either Shay or Linn. And truthfully, she wasn't angry with him because well, how was he supposed to know Linnaea had a crush on him? But still, Shailene found herself jumping in defense of the blonde, even when she knew that Honey was, in fact, in the right for feeling a little peeved by Linn last night. She wasn't going to tell either of them that any time soon. Instead, she waltzed over to Linn's bed with a grin on her face. "Well, because I'm your friend and you obviously love me, you're going to love me even more today. We're doing a photo shoot. Just some time to be girls and try on make-up, get our nails and hair done, and get photographed which we can post for all of our haters and friends to fawn over. Ralph said they got a new shipment of items over at one of the Wilhelmina
studios downtown with wine and snacks to get us over. After that, we have a reservation at Providence and then I got us invites to a bonfire by a few UCLA students, and then we could stay the night at Richard's beach estate to get spa treatments and do homework tomorrow. I'm not even answering my phone today. What do you think?"

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#2015-03-02 04:53:13, as written by chanelindistress

Stella took a moment to process Jasmine's words before laughing a bit. "You know, I'll just take fourth place. Mama V is on another level and I'm just not about that life," Stella said, quick to retract that statement. She loved her best friend's mother like her own, but she also knew there was no winning when it came to the number one in Jasmine's life. Plus, she'd always have to come last to Jas' family, which was always good because she felt like family regardless. "Oooh, and Mom was thinking that we should all do some kind amusement park thing one of these weekends, they'll pay. She feels like she and your mom haven't hung out in awhile, and we should have fun before the school year gets too real." Comfortably, Stella sat on the edge of Jasmine's couch, shrugging at Jasmine's questioning on her being there. "Sia should be finishing up at Shay's house and on her way home with Ric. I was bored and didn't feel like being there earlier than her. Plus, I haven't been here a while since some people were really busy this summer," she answered easily, emphasizing the "someone" with a playful smile in Jasmine's direction. A thought struck Stella a moment afterwards and she questioned, "Also, did you get those twins' numbers or do I need to play super-spy? Cuz I saw you eyeing them and you danced with one, and we both know I'm a whiz at this." She could also just ask around, like possibly finding area codes which could definitely narrow down any search, but chose not to include that. It was just safe to know that the Royals asking her for favors wasn't completely out of left field; she had skills.

Before Stella could answer about the outfits, Guadalupe had knocked on the door and came in. Stella beamed at the older woman, showing her pearly whites to the woman who only chuckled at the brightness. "Gracias, Guadalupe," she exclaimed for which she received an affectionate smile. Once the older woman was gone, Stella looked back to see Jasmine already moving to her bed. Stella bounced over to the ottoman to grasp the other glass of strawberry mimosa before moving back to the couch, which she was quick to get comfortable on. She purposefully skipped out on the macaroons, despite being a fan. "I think even Allie would tell you that three outfits are necessary. I mean, I've got one of those outfits on now, but there are like, three in my bag." Stella sipped the cool liquid for a moment, before glancing back at her phone. "Anyways, this is probably the first time in a while that I'm wearing a bikini. I know we're with friends, but...do you think it would be too much or should I just go with a one-piece?" Stella bit her lip thoughtfully. Ever since her bout with anorexia, it had been hard for her to adjust to being actually comfortable with more revealing clothes. Sure, she wore crop tops, but they weren't overly flashy like what Sienna or Honey would wear. They would never go any higher than revealing her belly button and while everyone else had told her to just get over it and move on with her life, she still felt wary about her image. Compared to Jasmine, while Stella was fit, she was just a bit thicker. Sure, she may try to act brave and tough, and like she wasn't affected by the skinny fad of Hollywood and the world in general, but she couldn't pretend like she hadn't passed out and been diagnosed as underweight at one point. And it was easy - her hanging out with someone as wild and as confident as Sienna, and just pretending that she was just as fine. However, as her psychiatrist and family had told her, Jasmine was her best friend for a reason and if Stella couldn't even turn to Ness with her feelings, she should be at least willing to be a bit more vulnerable with her number one.

Back at the Lehman-Gonzalo residence, Sienna allowed herself to grin at the amusing sight of Erik quickly turning around, failing to conceal his more "awake" body part and find more clothes. She smiled a bit as his compliment, a small heat rushing to her cheeks which she was quick to shove away with a swipe at a few strands of hair that had stuck to her face. She didn't make a comment, at first, about his hair. It hadn't really seemed like an issue to her, but his actual desire to preserve some kind of appearance...was endearing. Him taking her hand was definitely not something Sienna did; it was too affectionate and she was just simply territorial. Them getting any closer, despite the obvious lack of a label and her actually still being interested with him without sleeping with him yet, was a thought she hadn't thought of until their hands touched and it left her...she didn't know what she was, but she found that he wasn't pulling away and was even smiling when they stepped out of the spare bedroom.

"Why, of course, good sir," Sienna replied with a small giggle, putting on her best British accent. While still holding Erik's hand, she led him downstairs and down one of the many halls of the Gonzalo estate to the usual dining room where Ricardo was currently nursing a glass of water and on his phone. The King of Hollywood High looked up only for a moment before planting his signature smirk on his face. "It took you long enough." Sienna shot him a look. "Shut up." She said and took a seat at the table with Erik sitting beside her. Ric ignored her and looked right at Erik. "Be careful, man. She's a man eater.". He said lightly and avoided the punch from Sienna. Ric's moods might give people a whiplash, but it was what it was and as long as Erik didn't feel the need to point that out. Meanwhile, the staff came with plates of food, a beautiful gourmet selection since it was Erik's first time at the residence and no one knew his preferences. "Shut up, Ricky. Not like you're in a rush today. You're my bitch for the day and last I checked, I didn't need your opinion." Sienna smirked coolly at the icy glance her best friend tossed her, but chose not to make any more smart remarks. It didn't take them long to finish eating and soon enough, they were piling in Sienna's truck and on their way to Sienna's home.

Chad laughed down at Honey's giggling and the obvious freedom in her overall demeanor, only stopping in his assault when she pulled him down. Chad smiled sheepishly about being called "hot," which wasn't exactly a term people associated him with. Things like "adorable" or "cute" were more fitting term, or at least things he was familiar with and like always when it came to being in Honey's presence, the blush came unbidden. He laughed at her calling him a cheetah as they separated. Chad glanced back at his phone for a moment when she made the comment about Shailene, instinctively reaching for it just as Honey gave him a compliment. Sighing, he text his best friend only for her to tell him that she and Linn were having a girl's day and this was the last time she was communicating with them unless they all did something big or something went down. Which wasn't surprising, but it did leave him surprised when Honey seemed to be upset about something.

Before Chad knew it, Honey's lips were on his and he forgot why has he supposed to be worried about being anywhere other than where he was at the moment. Despite the blushing, he chuckled at Honey's face, hands on her waist as he said, "Like I told you, I definitely do not mind." Once they seemed to be ready, Honey led him out of her room, with Chad texting Shay quickly that he hoped she and Linn had a good day. Regardless of whatever Linn felt about him or Honey at the moment, he still did care about his friend and knew that whatever Shay had planned would be good for the both of them. It was in a flurry that Chad found himself being introduced to Honey's family, pictures being taken, and them somehow making it downstairs only for paparazzi to randomly show up. It definitely was a bit overwhelming since his dad had paid the snoops to be a bit more discreet with their taking pictures or even spying, but Honey's hand never seemed to leave his and that in itself was enough to make him deal. Once they made it past the nosy photographers, Honey redirected his attention to her and he laughed lightly. "Sure, no problem. Sienna's probably just getting there anyway since she stayed with Shay." He told her and let her into the passenger side of the vehicle before climbing into the driver's. It was only after they pulled out of the parking lot and onto a highway did Chad finally ask, "It's been bugging me for a minute, but is everything alright with you and Aaliyah? I know she left with Allie and Shay hadn't taken that too well, but those two always make up. And I noticed you and Allie hadn't even talked so..." Chad normally didn't concern himself with anything Aaliyah Lapierre related unless they were just in the same space and that was mostly because they had known each other for years. But it was because he didn't care for her drama and she didn't really care that much about him that they had no real need to worry about one another. However, he was dating Honey and Honey was Aaliyah's number one. That would force even rivals to have to interact.

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#2015-03-02 21:29:26, as written by chanelindistress

Stella sunk into the couch just a bit when she heard Jasmine move as the silence seemed to weigh down on her. She knew that the singer would be more than supportive - always had been and she hated being the one who ruined the mood. But she was also trying. Before, she would suck in all of her feelings and she still did that from time to time, but she was improving just a bit. When Jasmine came over to the couch, Stella sighed and nodded slowly. "You're right, you're right. I'm sorry. This was stupid." She said in one breath, shaking her heads as if to rid herself of the thoughts but not before grasping Jasmine's hand gently, giving her a light squeeze and an appreciative yet apologetic smile.

Only a moment later and they were moving on in their conversation, a much needed change since the guilt of ruining the once happy atmosphere was a bit overwhelming. Stella smiled at the thought of their mothers, particularly because they had grown so close. Jasmine thought it was a bit weird, Stella thought it was absolutely precious. While she never appreciated her mom complaining to Jas' mom about everything that Stella did, she liked the fact that her mother was a bit more sociable than some of the other Hollywood High mothers. Plus, it was always a bonus when their moms were willing to hang out back in the day so Stella and Jasmine could spend more time together. She laughed at Jasmine's slight pause after admitting that she pretty much disappeared for the summer, holding her glass only a little tighter so that she wouldn't spill the contents. That was too much strawberry goodness to be giving to the carpet. "Yeah, I don't know what you'd do without me to be honest," Stella joked dryly at the thought of Jasmine not actually getting the twins' numbers. Even if it were for something as simple as hanging out with both of them, she was curious. Granted, a part of this had to do with her wanting to be one of the first to know about the next Jasmine V ship so everyone could stop harping on her for Justin Bieber. Stella was a shipper, as everyone knew. She was down for adding another to her list.

"We should probably start heading out soon. Truthfully, if Sia wanted to, she could just make it a spa day at her place. That spa is so nice." She said this after drinking the rest of her mimosa and sliding off of the couch. Stretching her arms above her head, Stella yawned a bit, getting the last bit of sleep out of her system with the cool rush of liquid that settled in her belly. Quirking her lips thoughtfully she glanced back at Jasmine inquiring, "What's Izz doing today? Pretty sure Chad and Ricky are probably gonna go play video games or something at Sia's. Or did he have a bit of a nightcap with Angel?" Stella wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at the end of her questioning, a small smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She was actually interested in the end result of Isaiah's date, not that she had anything against the pairing, but out of general interest. It was one of the few - if not, the first - dates Isaiah had been on after breaking up with Alessandra. Curiosity and intrigue was a given.

Chad wished he could be surprised by the thought of Aaliyah being upset about Honey navigating between Rick's circle and her own, but he wasn't. They had spent too many years together for him to be surprised by a lot of things she said and did anymore. A shade overcame his face at the thought of Rick and Honey, but it didn't remain there for long. Honey had made that clear - she had chosen him, not Ricky. At her placing her head down, Chad sighed, placing a hand over hers. "I can't speak for Aaliyah, but Shay isn't really upset with you. We haven't talked much since yesterday, but I know her well enough to know that she's not picking sides. She just knows that Linn, I guess, isn't going to be okay until they spend their time together. You'll see." He said with a reassuring smile, stroking the smooth skin on the back of her hand. When she returned the sentiment and kissed their entwined fingers, Chad offered her a brighter smile.

When they reached Sienna's place, Chad was a bit surprised when Honey led him to his backseat, which definitely earned him the memory of them seemingly getting out of hand whenever they were in these situations. He absentmindedly thought of Feliciana or anyone coming out to see them like this, but when Honey buried her face into the crook of his neck, all thoughts ceased on his part. Idly, he caressed the nape of her neck, playing with shorter hairs that didn't make it into her style for the day, a comforting notion he recalled his mother doing back when he was a child. It got the desired effect because Honey relaxed a bit in his arms. "And I'm not gonna lie, Rick still has me threatened," Chad admitted. "You and me? It's like one of those cheesy ABC family teen movies. You think Linn and I make sense, I think you and Rick make sense. But like you said, you trust me and...I trust you." Chad smiled a bit and cupped the side of her face, thumb stroking the skin of her high cheekbone. "If anything is messed up, it's if either of them choose to mess with childhood friendships over our relationship. And I'd never blame you for that." With that said, he leaned up a bit to kiss her softly, which definitely turned into a much longer makeout session (didn't it always) than he intended. Regretfully, though, Chad pulled back and gazed up at Honey breathlessly. "Not that I don't enjoy this, but I wouldn't enjoy Sia coming out with a camera and trying to post us on YouTube." He said with a small chuckle since, well, Sienna would do some crazy shit like that. Or, at least, she'd have it just to tease them and delete later.

Once the two were out of the car and allowed one of the valets to take Chad's car, Chadwick led Honey into the house, their hands entwined which Feliciana seemed more than happy to acknowledge with just a knowing smile. "Buongiorno, Feliciana. Come stai?" Chadwick greeted Sienna's caretaker with a smile. He wasn't particularly fluent with Italian, not like Sienna was obviously. However, he had picked up on a few things over the years. Feliciana only smiled back. "Great, sweetheart. And hello again, dear," she replied, directing the last part of her statement to Honey with a small nod. Afterwards, she gestured in the direction of one of the outdoor pathways saying, "Little Miss is in the recording studio. There are some refreshments there. We'll get you kids some snacks a bit later." Nodding, Chad thanked her and led Honey along. Despite being friends with a bunch of rich people and seeing a lot of beautiful houses his entire life, the newer one erected just for Sienna's family was probably was his favorite - not that it was bigger than the Ambrosia Estate or more luxurious the Lapierre's, but because the Mediterranean style fit Sienna. It encompassed her culture, but also had a relaxing vibe. The architecture had an almost rustic yet modern feel, like an old Italian or French villa he would have seen in Europe that belonged to a wine family. Which wasn't actually far from the truth by any means. "I loved it here during the summers. Even when we weren't going out and stuff, just chilling by the pool with Sia, Leah, and Rick was just great," Chad said absentmindedly. Those had been the days, he surmised. Back when, while he and Aaliyah weren't close or anything, they were in each other's presence enough to deal with it and back when Sienna and Aaliyah pretty much ran Rick around. Shaking the thoughts away, Chad led Honey through the lush scenery, past the pool, before going to the entertainment section of the house, which consisted of two billiard rooms, a full gym and spa, a bowling alley, game room, private theater, and the recording studio and dance studio Xavier had included in the floor plans without Sienna having known at the time.

Opening one of the walnut doors for Honey, Chad stepped in afterwards, glancing at the gym with the indoor basketball court for a moment to see if Ricky was there. Upon realizing that his best friend was not present, he led Honey upstairs where the dance studio overlooked the court and the recording studio sat on its left. Entering the latter, Chad saw Ricky lounging on the couch with one of Sienna's guitars, plucking at strings while Sienna was closer to the control system with Gregg, a friend of Stella's who was almost as good with technology as she was. The guy was more interested in film from what Chadwick had gathered. "Hey, guys." Chad greeted everyone cheerfully and Rick's head shot up before he was quick to get off the couch. He had already sent his text to Isaiah about the jock's plans. "About damn time. Dude, I was bored out of my mind." Ricky complained. After they had dropped Sienna's not-boyfriend off with her taking too damn long to kiss him goodbye, they headed over to her place for Sienna to change. After that, Stella's friend Gregg had started setting up to film Sienna singing a cover to a few songs so that she could post them for the next two weeks to hold some fans over until she got her EP out.

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Had 1 date and now u don't kno any1? Evry1's at Sia's, u coming? P.S. She has new games.

"I'm here, aren't I?" Chad shot back and Ricky only grinned, nodding to Honey. He was in a much better disposition than yesterday and felt a bit more...relaxed in the presence of her relationship with Chad. Though he didn't fail to notice the sharp look Chad had given him. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, Honey." Not really wasting time since his other best friend wasn't really paying him much of any attention, Rick grabbed two of the glasses on the tray Feliciana had brought in a bit earlier, which were cherry coolers. He handed each to the lovebirds before tugging Chad along. "We're gonna leave you ladies," he pointedly ignored Gregg's obvious distaste for that unnecessary insult, "to your work." They'd be back whenever the girls started dancing, if Ricky didn't find it in him to make Chad go up against him in basketball or call Isaiah. Not really about tell his best friend no, Chad kissed Honey's cheek gently before whispering to her, "We'll be back. And Sienna won't bite. She just likes to act hard." He smirked at the last part before releasing her, following Ricky back down the stairs to the game room.

With it just being the two girls and Gregg, who seemed more interested in the audio consoles than either of the singers, Sienna finally looked up in Honey's direction. It took her a moment, but when she did choose to acknowledge Honey, she did it with a small smile. "Don't tell him this, but...I'm glad you chose Chad. I meant it at the game, you know? You guys are kinda cute." Sienna said before taking a pause and correcting herself, "Scratch that. Don't tell anyone I said that." As she repeated constantly, she didn't not like Honey. Ignoring the Aaliyah aspect of their fake beef, she liked Honey for Chad and vice versa, and Stella may or may not have had something to do with that. Running a hand through her silky locks, Sienna nodded to Gregg one more time before including Honey on the conversation. "It's supposed to be a bit of a dance studio session and we're probably just gonna be goofing around, but I wanted to get some covers in and maybe two acoustics of my songs. I told Jas this, but if you've got something you wanna work on, the studio's here." Biting her lip a bit because she thought she forgot something, Sienna shrugged. If she did, she just did. For now, she was just ready to get some singing on.

Stepping into the isolation booth, Sienna stood before microphone and placed the headset over her ears. Nodding to Gregg, the song played and Sienna began to sing. She had decided to do a song by The Weeknd, Beyoncé, and then possibly another, but she wanted to get at least one acoustic version of one of her songs in. Gregg let drones into the booth with her to capture her face in different angles while there was one camera with a stand to capture her the way she was. Just like with dancing, the beat kicked in and the lyrics flowed over her like ribbons of ecstasy, eliciting just a bit more passion from her. She hadn't spent as much time as she would have normally done in the studio since she had returned home and aimed to rectify this. It was almost as if she had even forgotten that Honey was present too.

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

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