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Let me think anywhere else I'd like to go with you? My bed? Your bed? Any bed? Heaven? Hell? Toledo? Spain? London? Vegas? Everywhere? Anywhere?

Honey shook her head. "Nope I'm good to go." She said as she hopped into Chad's car. He held her door open like the gentlemen he was and she couldn't help but smile. She pulled down the mirror visor as he drove and quickly fixed herself. She looked thoroughly satisfied. Her eyes were hooded, her lips puffy, and she had a nice glow to her. She applied more lipstick, which would glow in the dark. She silently hoped that Chad wouldn't have pale pink spots on him. She glanced over at him, she was pretty sure she got it all off.

They didn't say much on the car ride there. Honey liked that, that they could just sit contently together without the pressure of having a conversation. She had to admit she would have never pictured herself with him. She didn't even know if they were dating. She didn't want to ask either. She hoped he would tell her if they were but she knew that wasn't in their personality. I mean if she saw him with another girl it would piss her off and she was pretty sure he wouldn't like to see her with another guy. Wasn't that the point of dating? Exclusivity?

She gnawed on her lip, the lips he was just kissing, and glanced at him. She supposed that they would have to decide that later. Tonight he was with her and she wanted to focus on that. "So I'm having a party at my place after the football game." She said. There was a big game against the rival team coming up and Honey wanted to have a after party bash whether they win or lose. "I'm just mentioning it because.." She paused. Why was she mentioning it? Did she want him to be her date? Maybe she just didn't want to see him with anyone else. "God this is hard, when did this become hard?" She murmured. She turned in her seat a bit to face him. [color=#bf454f]"I don't know what we're doing or what we are. I do know that I don't want you to be with anyone else. Even if it's just like flirting you know?" She left it at that. She turned back to the road and realized they were nearing the place.

Suddenly it just hit her. They were doing this together, this would be like a satement to all the A-list kids that they were interested in each other and that they were hanging out. She pulled out her phone quickly.

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Honey glanced at their entwined hands before glancing back at him."I didn't like labels" She said, before breaking into a true smile, "Before you. We're together, like really together. No one is allowed to touch my big daddy Chaddy." She said with a wink. She brought their entwined hands to her lips and kissed his knuckles.

She had to admit she was scared. Things she never did or felt were suddenly happening and it was all new to her. She never felt nervous or jealous. She never had to she was Honey fucking Perez. Chad just did something to her. She didn't know how to explain it, all she knew was she liked it and she really liked him. She liked the way he had put it. No games, just them. She liked that he wasn't cool,calm, collective Chadwick with her. He was her big daddy Chaddy and he brought out sweet Honey. It wasn't typical but it was them and it worked. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She glanced at the text from Shay and grinned. "We have Shay's stamp of approval," She said with a smile.



They had pulled up in front of the building when she sent the texts. She unbuckled her seat belt before leaning over the center console and kissing Chad. She meant for it to be quick and sweet but she ended up angling her head and deepening the kiss. When she broke off the kiss she managed a breathless, "We should get inside." She didn't however say the second part of her statement. They needed to get inside before they found out just how spacious his back seat was. She leaned back over and hopped out the car. She met him halfway in front of the car. He still looked flushed and she loved knowing that she did that to him.

She tucked her body into his, as was becoming customary, and walked inside. She couldn't help but notice that he had a faint smell of vanilla all over him. Honey always smelled like vanilla. Even when she didn't wear lotions or perfumes she still manages to always smell sweet.

As they walked in she noted the glanced from around the room. She gripped his forearm which was casually draped across her chest, "Stella's at the bar" She said as they headed over there. She spotted Stella instantly surrounded by some of the most well known Preps.

"Stella," She called as they approached, She extracted herself from Chad to hug the brunette. "You look hot. Like crazy hot." She said with a smile. She pushed her long bangs out her face and nodded in Courtney's direction. Personally she thought Courtney was high strung and bitchy but she kept it to herself. She glanced down and noted that her shorts were glowing light pink and purple, her lipstick was a light pink too. Chad's glow in the dark design on his arm looked great. She gently traced it, noting that it really showed off his impressive arms. Even though he was on the slimmer side he had toned arms. Her gaze went from his arms to zeroing on his neck where a light pink smudge was peeking out at the base of his throat. She only noticed it because she put it there. She figured it was demure enough that nobody would ask.

She was thoroughly pleased about her outfit, the corset though not as bright has a dim glow to it that accentuated her cleavage and her shorts, as usual, had a bit of cheek showing but they looked amazing with the outfit. She leaned over the bar and ordered a pink fizz, because why not add more pink. The bartender gave her a sultry look but she ignored him. When he tried to add some sexual innuendos she rolled her eyes and turned to Chad, "Hey Babe do you want anything?" She said emphasizing the babe. They both knew that Honey, though she liked being called babe, baby, ect', was much more likely to call him Chaddy or Big Daddy Chaddy, more than babe.

"Got any plans for the night?" mr.Smith asked Erik with a suspicious glare at the boy. It was almost like he was better than his wife at detecting when teenagers were up to no good. Unsurprisingly enough both the Smiths and Erik's parents had been furious when they discovered that he skipped most of his first schoolday, so ever since that mr.Smith had been keeping a closer eye on Erik's movements and such. "Well, a pall from school invited me over to his place so I'm gonna go over there to hang" The sound coming from mr.Smiths throat didn't make it sound very much like he believed Erik, but for some reason he didn't ask further questions. So Erik just finished his pizza as fast as possible and evacuated back to his room.

Usually Erik waited way too long before starting to get ready for stuff, and this time was no different. By the time Erik jumped in the shower he only had an hour until Sienna and her friends were supposed to pick him up. Of course he didn't spend much time under the warm water, he was in a hurry after all, but he had to shave and given that it was so long since the last time it took allot longer than usual. And Erik had even managed to forget to buy a brush for the glow-in-the-dark paint, so he had to ask the ever so happy Clara if he could borrow one of hers.

"I wanna paint too! The little girl happily exclaimed only a moment after the question had left Erik's lips. Since he didn't really have anyone else to ask he had to agree and they decided that Erik got to paint his own left arm and Clara could paint the right. That of course ended up being a disaster. Erik, who actually was a decent artist, created a relatively cool looking Celtic knot-ish on his left hand, while his right hand ended up looking more like a kids scrapbook, full of: Hearts, smiley faces and some stick figures Erik suspected was supposed to be ponies. Clara on the other hand was extremely pleased with the result and he couldn't be mean to the sweat kid so he just had to leave it there. For some reason she also insisted on drawing a mustache on Erik's now shaven face. It actually ended up looking surprisingly well. Five minutes later Erik was all Dressed up Which was perfect timing as he just then got a text from Sienna saying they were on their way.



For the first time in America Erik actually decided to put on his Thor's hammer. He did make sure it was tucked behind his shirt so the mr.Smith couldn't see it as Erik rushed outside to wait for Sienna.


Out on the street the warm California night luckily removed the need for a jacket, which meant that Erik could quite happily stand leaning against a tree in his almost sleeveless outfit. It seemed his timing was just right because he hadn't even been outside for a minute before their car pulled up in front of him. "Wow.. you girls look ravishing" Erik said with a big smile as he jumped into the back of the car. Erik smiled and offered the guy driving a handshake. "I take it you're the infamous 'king of Hollywood high?" he said with a joking tone. Then he sort of noticed that neither Ricardo or Sienna was wearing any paint, he couldn't really tell what the girl in the passenger seat was wearing, but he suspected she might not have paint either. [color=brown]"Did I fuck up big time now?" Erik had to ask, putting on jokingly surprised face and looked down on his arms which were having a faint but noticeable glow in the dim light of the car. Maybe casting an extra sharp look at the right one with all the childish drawings.

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Oliver didn't skip his first day to go to some stupid beach adventure, he felt bad about bailing out on Flo, so he decided to hang out with him later that week. As the week went by, he went to his classes, realized he regretted taking some of them since he was among some of the A-Listers. And when the week wound down on a Friday, he kept hearing about the BLOK party the Prep's were hosting, invite only. He thought about sneaking in, but then again, he could honestly care less about them since he probably wouldn't find anyone that would talk to him. So instead after his shift at IHOP he texted Florian



He called up Edwin, and told him he'll be coming by to hang out. And Edwin informed him that his father is out for the weekend with the family. Even if Flo decided no to chill with Ollie tonight, he still wanted to have a dip in the pool. He is tired from the whole week of work, especially when he's not used to it. Doing nothing all summer, didn't prepare him for all the stress of school again.

He took his time getting home, his mum and him got into a small argument over the event that happened in Wales. He went to the house and walking in he said "Mum, I'm gonna stay at dad's for the weekend." His mother looked out from the kitchen, "Ollie, Honey I'm sorry. At you father's why?" she asked. Ollie looked down before replying "I don't want to talk about it now mum, I'll be back Monday." His mother was about to utter out something else, but she stopped herself, and said "Okay, Monday it is." before going back into the kitchen. She knew when Ollie needed time, she had to give him some. Oliver went into his room took a bag of things he needed and wrote out another text to Flo,



He got into his nugget, and threw his bag in the back and drove out of his driveway. He decided to wait out for Ollie's reply at the gas station, while he filled up his nugget.

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After the relaxing atmosphere of the spa, Naea decided to go and get ready for the party that evening and leave Allie and the rest to their own business. She needed to head home, anyway, to drop off her stuff, see her sister and her horse, maybe even exercise him. She called Alice's nanny rather hurriedly and within a few minutes of getting dressed from her massage, facial and manicure, she hopped into the expensive Volvo and was on the way home. It was an awkward drive home, as Alice's nanny never said a word to her, and Naea had never bothered to try and start a conversation. She wouldn't reply anyway.

Naea headed straight for the stables when she got home, after she got changed into something a little more appropriate. She didn't want to get the skirt she'd borrowed dirty. She didn't look as fashionable as she did usually, but it was comfortable and nobody was going to see her anyway. As she thudded down the stairs she was greeted by her little sister. "Hey, Alice!" She greeted the little girl, scooping her up in her arms before quickly putting her back down. "Comment ça va?" She switched to French rather abruptly, which she did a lot with family members. Her little sister chittered a quick, "Oui! Est-ce que nous pouvons visiter les chevaux?" Naea grinned, picking Alice up in a piggy back and heading out the door. "Come on then, let's go visit Silver and Luna. Then I have to get ready for the party." Alice sighed as she heard that. "Again?" Naea nodded and shifted Alice's weight on her back, heading through their mother's breathtaking gardens and out towards the gorgeous modern barn that was home to their pets.

A few minutes later, Naea was on the back of Silver as he dipped his head and drank from his water bowl. Her arms hung limply along his legs as she lay there, just breathing in the scent of the horse. She loved this creature to pieces, but even he couldn't help what she felt right now. On her phone the news of Honey and Chad in the restaurant had reached her at last. It stung her deeply, and she had no idea why. She didn't even like Chad like that, right? Of course. it was unfathomable to her that she could not, definitely never have liked him. Ever. She sighed, bringing the phone up in front of her face once again. The photo that the waitress girl had sent to her over text hurt a lot. She'd managed to catch the two kissing. Why Brittany had sent it to her, though, she had no idea. She deleted the message and was about to drop it in the hay, resolving to find it later, but then an idea flitted into her head. She just needed to talk to someone about the whole thing. She couldn't go to Shai... She wasn't sure how she'd take it if Naea told her - they were ex-boyfriend and girlfriend, after all. It was the Girl Code. Although... Wouldn't it be worse if she didn't tell her? She couldn't push it on Allie, either. She was busy dealing with her own problems - namely Isaiah and Angel. She would have told Chad immediately, if it didn't involve him. But it did. And now Naea was stuck.

Eventually, after lying there for a few moments, Naea got an idea. Who was the person that got into a fight because of Honey? Who had she seen flirting with her afterwards? Ricardo Slim-Helu. The problem was he would sleep with just about anyone and probably only liked her for her body. He wouldn't care what she felt, right? Maybe it was worth a try...

After a long while debating the subject between herself, she got up off the horse and headed inside, changing into her party outfit. It fit her nicely, and she had even managed to get the skull on the T-Shirt to be painted with fluorescent paint, so it glowed under black lights. On her left arm she painted two chevrons in glow in the dark paint around her bicep, and more on her legs and ankles. She finally painted a few patterns under her eyes and on her forehead in the paint. It looked invisible until after she went under black lights, which there would be plenty of at the party. She took a few pictures and posted a couple on Instagram, hoping to catch the attention of a few people at least. Then she decided to get ballsy, and send a text to Ric and Chad, on a whim. She didn't expect to get a reply from Ric, but she hoped to at least remind Chad that she existed.

TO: Ric
Hey! Can we talk? It's about Chad/Honey. Meet me at the party?

TO: Chad
Hi! You want to go to the party together tonight? I haven't talked to you since Izzy's party and wanted to make sure you're okay. :-) See you soon?

She didn't know how she felt anymore. She hadn't ever been in love before, or even had that many crushes. It was all new to her and Naea didn't know how to act or feel. The texts were a desperate cry for help, one to a person she didn't even know that well apart from rumours and gossip, all because she felt a normal emotion. She sighed heavily on her bed, laying back and staring at the ceiling. She just hoped for an answer. She noticed a warm, wet feeling on her cheeks, and pressing a finger to her cheek, she realized that there was tears on her cheek. She sighed, and let the tears spill down her cheeks.

LATER

Naea had gotten to the party early, despite the lounging around on her bed feeling confused. It was her group's party, after all, and she was supposed to be helping set up. That she had, setting up lights and food and alcohol (which included trying just a little of it) and making sure she was completely ready for the event. She'd decided that she wasn't going to care at all if they were together. It was just jealousy. Then again, deep down, Linnaea craved some sort of affection. Ever since her mother died, she hadn't really gotten much, apart from Alice. Naea had decided it was time for a change. This year was it, she could feel it. She finally felt ready to start looking for a relationship - someone to spend more time with. Her recent emotions had made this clear. She sent a quick text to Shai, saying:

TO: Shai
Hey! Need to talk. Can you meet up with me at the party sometime? Emotions and stuff.

She hoped that she would understand. She didn't want to bother Allie - she didn't know how she would react, and even though they were best friends, she could totally see her just trying to get Naea to hook up with someone. Maybe... hopefully, Shai would understand. Maybe even Ric. Okay, she doubted that last one - heck, she doubted he'd even talk to her. It was almost time for the party, now, and people were starting to arrive... Naea headed over to the bar and ordered a Snowball, sipping it once she received it. Now, all she had to do was wait.

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Flo's week went slowly, especially after missing out at Venice. He would have enjoyed the beach, with his guitar and two really hot people. But he hadn't seen Ollie or Charlie at all since, and he was beginning to miss the pair immensely. It had been a pretty messed up week for him, too. He hadn't returned home for a few days and had been sleeping in a tree somewhere, only returning home for a change of clothes and a snack. He couldn't deal with his Mom right now. Or ever, to be completely honest. He was hanging out in the park, on his own, skateboard next to him and guitar on his lap as he strummed a simple tune on the instrument, when his phone buzzed, alerting him to a text. It was from Ollie, asking him to come hang out. It meant going back home to grab his green swimming trunks from the party, but it was Ollie. He shrugged and sent back a quick text.

TO: Ollie
Yeah, sure! I'll head over. Pick me up outside the school?

He didn't want him to pick him up outside his house, that was for sure. He could make it to his house and back before he swung by, right? He pretty much jumped on his skateboard and headed home at high speed, whizzing in front of cars and around pedestrians. He was home in under five minutes, but realized that he'd have to be quiet and careful. With his absense, the apartment would be a mess. And it was. Florian could smell the vomit from halfway down the corridor, and had to cover his mouth and nose with a hand to stop himself from gagging. He sneaked past his unconscious mother on the couch, a little bit of drool flecked at her mouth, and grabbed his trunks and a towel from his room. He sneaked back out before there was a huge crash from behind him, and he could hear his mother yelling at him from behind him. "Ahh, shit." He muttered, sprinting down the corridor and stairs, before hopping on his skateboard. He looked back only once, to see his mother, standing in a vomit stained nightie screaming at him from down the street.

A few minutes after the fiasco, Florian received another text. It was from Ollie again, asking him to ask Charlie to hang out. He shrugged to himself, as he was standing outside the school. "Ahh, what the hell." He hit Charlie's number, which began to ring immediately. Now it was just a waiting game. He hoped she would pick up - it would be cool to hang out together. Two hot people and him - now that was a good idea for a pool party.

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Honey nodded at Stella."I hadn't even checked Instagram" She said honestly as she grabbed her and Chadwick's drink. She handed him his drink before taking his hand in hers and standing in front of him. She was glad that she wore heels because all she had to do was lean her head up to kiss him. Though she chose to not over do it on the PDA. She'd let this go at the pace he was ready for. Though she couldn't help but smile at him and murmur close to his ear,"You smell like me." His face flushed a little and she laughed agin.

She looked down the bar and noted Linnea standing alone. She was going to say hi but suddenly Shay rushed over to her. Honey stilled for a moment. If Shay was here then Ricky and Sienna were hear. She glanced over her shoulder to see Ricky heading for the lounges. Probably to meet up with Adrienne She thought bitterly, though she taped that down as soon as she realized she was with Chad and she shouldn't care who Ricky is doing.

Stella started to get bouncy about some pictures of them hanging out on Instagram and Honey frowned. "Eew Stells that's fucking creepy. People taking pictures of us on dates." She nodded at Chad "That's private, I don't like the thought of people tracking our relationship." She looked back at Chadwick and frowned, "Can I see your phone Chaddy?" She asked, her brows already furrowing with frustration. She was starting to get pissed about this situation. She searched #Choney, #ChadandHoney, and #Chatelina. Dozens came up for each tag. Pictures of them hanging out, pictures of her feeding him, even a picture of them kissing in the car. She locked the phone and was about to hand it to him when a text from Linnea popped up. Only part of the text was shown but it was enough that she got a little jealous.

"You have a text from Linnea," She said simply. She spotted the girl at the bar not too far down and frowned. Though she was reasoning with herself that maybe the girl didn't know about her and Chad. She stepped away from him because she knew that he knew her too well. He probably could feel the tension radiating off of her. She sat next to Stella on the barstool and put on the carefully constructed sex kitten mask that was Honey Perez. She sipped her drink before saying "Stop teasing Chaddy"She said with a grin "If anything you should tease me. He had me whipped after one date." She winked at Chadwick playfully, not letting her mask slip for a second.

"By the way I'm having a party after the football game. You should totally help me plan. It'll be casual and fun. I bought a football themed outfit and a super sexy devil outfit for it. I haven't decided which one I like better." She practically purred. She was not Catalina right not she was pure Honey.

As they drove Erik was thinking about asking Sienna if some chick had Ric's ball in a twist or something, but he decided against it. No reason in making the driver's mood even worse. "What? this?" Erik asked with a little smile and pointed to the mustache Sienna had asked about. "An annoyingly cute little brat decided she missed my beard and replaced it with a fancy mustache" He said with a little laugh. He couldn't really decide on whenever he liked his lack of 'beard' but it probably wouldn't be a good idea to ask about it, but based on the look Sienna sent him as she studied his face Erik suspected he might be better of without it.

At the party Erik had to admit that he was a little surprised when Sienna pulled him away from the others, but he didn't mind it at all. Especially after she made that flirtatious comment about painting her later "I'm gonna hold you to your word on that" Erik said as they headed for the dancefloor which was already cramped with teenagers. The music playing sounded, to Erik at least, a little too rave-ish for something that wasn't called a rave, but to be honest he didn't really care about it. Dancing against Sienna made it pretty much amazing. And as it turned out, more or less all of the other teenagers on the dancefloor was painted. None of them had smiley-faces and hearts, but still, better than nothing. "Two questions" Erik said said into Sienna's ear so she could hear him over the loud music. "Is 'neon-lights' just a fancy word for rave? And have I seen the girl we drove here with somewhere else? Like, outside of school" While Erik couldn't remember the passanger-seat girls name, he couldn't help but feel like he had seen her somewhere before. For some weird reason he had a vague idea that his little sister, who as every other teenager was super into pop music, had something to do with it.

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This was a bad idea. Bad.

It hadn't been too long before Instagram's favourite couple showed up a few metres from her beside the bar, the scent of vanilla reaching her nose. She'd checked her phone not too long ago - pictures of them were clogging up her newsfeed - they were absolutely everywhere. It was as if they were trying to make her feel jealous. She rolled her eyes at the oblong phone in her hand and tucked it away, contemplating getting something a LOT stronger than a Snowball. It was very tempting.

She looked up and around, sipping her drink, when they caught her eye, again. She supposed the least suspicious thing to do would be to go over and say hi, be friendly, and pretend nothing was wrong. She couldn't bring herself to do such a thing, though. Instead, she forced herself to smile and wave a little, before turning away immediately. The last she'd seen, Honey Perez had all big eyes for Big Daddy Chaddy. What sort of nickname was that anyway?

Naea rolled her eyes at herself. Why was she being so childish? Yeah, sure, she was jealous and confused, had no clue about what to do, or who to talk to, or why she felt the way she did, but it didn't give her an excuse to be a total bitch and whine about it. She was, unfortunately, close enough to hear their conversation over the booming music and heavy drops, along with the chatter and cheering, but Naea was here first - she wasn't moving. One of the things she heard Catalina comment on was him smelling like her. That was it. Naea was throwing out all her vanilla products when she got home.

Her jealousy was just reaching it's peak when Shai headed over. "Thank god." She hugged the girl back as tightly as she did, trying to squeeze out every emotion she felt. "I'm just so... confused!" She whispered. She quickly composed herself and took a deep breath in. "I'm guessing Ric was too busy to come then, huh?" She tried to joke about it, but her voice broke a little, betraying the confusion. "Oh well. You're probably a lot better. All he'd do for comfort is try and get in my pants." Her tone was coloured by sarcasm. "Seriously, though, thanks for coming. It means a lot." She managed a smile, before ordering a cocktail at the bar - she didn't really pay attention to what. She sipped at the new drink while occasionally glancing over at the couple who were way too close for her liking. She made a disgusted noise and turned away.

"Please don't hate me for the girl code infringement." She began, taking more deep breaths. Chad meant a lot to Shai as well as Linn, she knew that well. In fact, Shai was the person that was the most likely to get mad at her for what she'd decided was a crush on Chad, and Shai was also the least likely to get mad about it. It was confusing to explain. A sudden pang of longing hit her square in the chest, and it made her eyes water. She missed her Mom. A lot. She would have been able to give her advice, tell her what to do. But Naea didn't have that person anymore, she had to make her own decisions. Being childish and clingy wasn't going to help, was it? But Naea didn't know how else to feel, what else to do. "I think I have a crush on Chad." She blurted out to the girl opposite her, hoping that nobody else heard her. "And I know that I shouldn't because it's girl code and it's not me, I don't know what's wrong with me, and I miss my Mom, coz she'd help me, but she can't because she's gone, and I'm being childish and what the hell am I supposed to do? I thought he liked me back." Her words all came out in a tumble and she would be surprised if Shai had even managed to catch any of it, and before she knew it she was catching salty tears that dripped from her eyes with her fingers again. She was being pathetic, and she knew it. But she was also utterly confused and missed her Mom and just needed some help with her life. She couldn't help herself but lean forward and pull Shai back into a hug, trying to force herself to not glance up at Honey and her new boy toy. She could just about hear her flirting with him, and it made her feel a little nauseous to just think about it.

She shook her head, turning back to the bar and draining her drink. "Can I have another one, please." She asked the bartender, rather monotonously, and waited until she was handed another glass full of pink liquid and sugar round the rim before sipping once more. "Sorry, Shai. How are you?" She smiled at her friend, trying to put a wall up around herself before she let herself get even more hurt than she was already.

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Honey noticed Linn's dirty glance. What the hell, if anything Honey should be shooting her dirty glances. Linn was the one flirting with her boyfriend. She could hear Stella talking but was starting to space out. All she could think about was the fact that her friend was consoling the girl ho was asking out her boyfriend, and that same girl was sending her dirty glances.

She and Chad needed to discuss Linn if they're relationship was going to go anywhere. She understood that they were friends and that was fine but there was no way the girl didn't know about them. Her dirty glances confirmed that. Plus she knew she had classes with the girl, they had classes with the girl. She sipped her drink and nodded at jasmine's arrival with two adorable twins she'd never seen before.

Chad said something about talking to Ricky before kissing her on the cheek and rushing off. Some girls might be coy and deal with this on their own. Honey wasn't one of them. If she felt a certain type of way she was going to say it. She nodded at Jasmine and her friends before turning to Stella, "I need to nip something in the bud like right now. I'll be right back." She walked over to Linnaea and Shay calmly. They had made their way to the dance floor but Honey quickly tapped Shay's hand and the brunette paused

"I'm not the type of girl who just lets things sit," She began as she stood in front of them. "I'm not coy and when something is bothering me I need to deal with it head on. I have no issue with you Linn but I will get an issue if you give me dirty glances every time I kiss or touch my boyfriend. We go to the same school and have classes together so you'll see me do it alot. I also don't appreciate you asking my boyfriend out." She held up a perfectly manicured hand before the girl could protest "I know you know we're dating. We've gone viral. You're his friend and I thought we were friends. I'm just asking you to respect that." She shrugged after that and smiled at Shay, "Now that I got that off my chest... Shay you look super hot." She said with a grin. She leaned in and gave Shay a hug before saying, "Catch up with you later" Then heading back over to Stella, Jasmine, and the new guys.

She slid back into the seat next to Stella and quickly explained. "Linn has a thing for Chad. I caught her glaring at us and then I saw she texted him asking him to be her date to this party. Obviously I'm not ok with that. But can you blame me? Chad wouldn't like it if Ricky was asking me out and glaring at us. " She suddenly remembered the two boys and nodded at them, "Hey I'm Honey". She gave them her signature smile before glancing at the dance floor, which was a flurry of glowing movement. It looked fun. She quickly pulled out her phone and sent a text before heading out on the floor.



She immediately immersed herself in the dance floor. She was happily buzzed and it felt good to let go. She didn't even need a dance partner she just needed to move. She swung her hips to the beat, gyrated to the music, she just felt it. She always loved being immersed in the dance floor just moving and feeling it. It helped that when she danced she always had that Beyonce style to her. Lots of controlled hip movement and oozing sex appeal. She thought about what Stella said as she danced. Was she too sexy? Did Chadwick have an issue with her sexiness? While she was hot and sensual Chad was cute and sweet.... like Linn. In hindsight Linn was more compatible to him. Maybe it was selfish for her to be with him knowing that Linn was more compatible. If that was selfish then she had no need to stop.

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The first day, as well as first week, back to school had gone smoothly. Friday after the bell rang and classes let out for the weekend, Charlie walked home and shut the front door quietly behind her. Just as she set her bag down, she heard her phone ring. She glanced at the caller ID, raising an eyebrow when she saw the name. Florian? She wondered what he wanted. What would he be calling her about? She reached for her phone after the third ring and answered, holding it up to her ear. “Hello?” She listened as he talked for a bit before asking her to hang out with Oliver. Charlie had never spoken to Oliver before, and she didn’t see why she should go over his house. However, she did find him slightly attractive. Maybe it would be a good time to find out what this kid was all about. Then again, there was nothing better to do. It was not like she was invited to the Neon party happening tonight, but even if she had been, chances are she wouldn’t have attended anyways. All her clothes were black, and after last weekend she would rather not be around that many people again.

She hesitated before agreeing to his invitation. “Uh, sure. Just text me the address.” She hung up after and set her phone down on the counter. She wasn’t in the mood to go out, but she had bailed on Florian with Venice and she had promised him that rain check a week ago. Whether it be alone or with company, the two would still be hanging out. She never backed out on her word, whether she meant it or not. She sighed and dragged herself to the freezer. She rummaged through the frozen goods until she found what she was looking for. She found the bottle of 1800 Tequila and pulled it out. Drunk night swimming never hurt.

She went to her room and stripped of her clothing, throwing on something to swim in. When it came to her body, Charlie was comfortable showing some skin. She may not have the biggest chest or rear end, but she didn’t care about that. The human body came in different shapes and sizes. Once she threw on her bikini, she threw on a long, oversized shirt as a cover up to complete her outfit. Black was her signature color, and she usually never had any colored clothing, but black bathing suits were usually identical, so Charlie borrowed something from her mother’s closet. The white also looked nice on her and highlighted her tattoo. It was a different look for her, but she didn’t know if it was something to keep. She didn’t spend much time on the thought.

She left her hair down like usual, grabbed her sunglasses she had worn to the party, and slipped on a pair of black Toms. She grabbed a bag and packed an extra pair of clothing, along with other necessities. If she was driving over and ended up drinking, there was no way she would be driving back.

She went back downstairs, grabbing the 100 proof alcohol and a swim towel. She wrapped the bottle in the towel and put it on top of everything else in her bag. Charlie grabbed her keys and went to her living room briefly, waiting to get sent the address.

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Ollie finished filling up his tank, and when he got back into his car, he finally received the text he was waiting for.



He quizzed why Flo wouldn't just text him his address, it would be much easier for Ollie to not have to return back into the direction of the school, since he had to pass his mum's house again. But he wasn't gonna be annoyed by that now, he just wanted someone to hang out with him. So Ollie drove past his house and pulled up in front of the school, and saw Flo standing with his skate board there. Rolling down his window, he shouted out to Florian, "You changed your mind, or something? Get in, stuff in the back." he says with a smile. Flo gets in the passenger seat and Ollie faces him, "So you like it? I call it nugget." he says about the car. "Oh, and is Charlie a Yes or No go?" he asks before shifting out the gear out of park and slowly driving away from the front of the school.

He would really like to meet this Charlie, and maybe he could finally see if this huge crush on her was not just for her beautiful face. He has though about talking to her, but never knew how to approach her, but now was the perfect time and the pool would be the perfect place. And if things didn't work out, Ollie knew that Flo wouldn't mind seeing if Charlie had a thing for him.

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Angel was in her room, fixing herself for what felt like the tenth time since just standing up from her vanity. She shook the curls in her hair to make them loosen before walking closer to the mirror with her heels clacking against the hardwood floors to fix her jacket just to show off the ends of the tattoos on her forearms. Looking at herself, she puckered her lips softly to make sure her dark red lipstick looked okay. Looking back towards her hair, she sighed as she undid the ponytail and took out the small ribbon. It was throwing her off. She tossed the black ribbon onto her nightstand before putting her hair back up to hide the breakage in her hair as she heard someone knock on the door. "I'll get the door!" She heard Dynasty say as the older girl could hear her small footsteps heading to the front door. Angel cursed in her head before realizing that Isaiah was going to pick her up. She completely forgot that they weren't just meeting up. "No! Do not get the door. I'm coming."

"Too late. Annie, A boy's at the door." Dynasty said louder than she needed to. Angel just groaned as she heard Annie open the door. From what she could understand and heard, Annie had invited him in to wait on Angel. Great, just great. Now her caretakers were going to think Izzy and her were going on a date. It was bad enough people asked her nonstop at school and now, she would never hear the end of it in the house. Perfect. She heard footsteps as she was looking in her nightstand for... something that she thought they might need. She grabbed it but hide it in her back pocket as Zen leaned on her doorframe. "What, Zen?"

"Your boyfriend's waiting for you." Zen said with a smirk before walking about before Angel could argue with him. She groaned once more before making sure everything looked about her outfit looked the way Edgar told her it should look. She smirked at herself as she grabbed her bag and took a quick picture of herself before walking out towards the living room to see pretty much the whole family, either talking to each other, waiting for Angel or to just be nosy about Angelina and her mysterious new boytoy. "Alright guys, leave him alone,"[/color] She said with a sly smirk before looking toward Izzy. "Ready to go?"[/color]

Isaiah who had been talking it up with the Clark women eyes fell on Angelina when her voice hit his ears. He couldn't help but subtly check her out before nodding and answering "Yeah. Ready to go." Looking at Annie and Emilia who had been eyeing the two teens with broad smiles he couldn't help smile himself. "It was nice meeting you both." The women just smiled at him as he turned to Angelina motioning to the front door with a nod of his head.

He went out ahead of her and opened the passenger side door of his Lamborghini Huracan. Once she was in the car he walked around to the driver's side and got in and drove off. "They seem really nice." Isaiah said commenting on Annie and Emilia. Angel put on her seatbelt as she nodded with an small smile on her face. "Yea,... Yea, they're great." Isaiah wondered what it was like for Angelina living in the group home. He remembered what Angelina's place looked like when she was still a Prep. Before everything happened with her parents. He assumed going from the way she was than to how she lived now must have been a real adjustment for her. He had questions but it was just the start of...whatever it was they were doing and he wasn't about to pry into her personal life. As they drove off, if you looked closely you could tell that Angelina was a tad bit embarrassed of Izzy meeting the rest of the house and seeing just where the animal lives now. She used to live in this big, amazing house like the rest of Isaiah's friends and now, she lived in East L.A. She didn't try to make it show, but she never wanted or needed him to go inside and meet them again. He'd be perfectly fine with that small glimpse of what he saw, besides he already saw enough to tell Ricky and the rest of the A-listers about how far she's fallen since sophomore year.

They got to CityWalk in about twenty minutes. Isaiah had paid to have his car valet parked because he didn't want to waste time driving around looking for parking. When they got to Jillian's the place was completely deserted outside of the staff. Which is exactly what Isaiah had paid for. He had brought out the entire place for the night that way he and Angelina could just have a good time and she didn't have to worry about Aaliyah, Alessandra or their minions.

Angel looked around the empty building with a raised eyebrow as they walked into the building. She had been to Jullian's once before, but it was back when she was a freshmen. She looked towards Isaiah as he started to talk to her. "So, just so you know I did handle things with Aaliyah and Alessandra. But, I figured just to make sure you didn't spend the entire night looking over your shoulder and being all paranoid I'd reserve us absolute privacy." Isaiah said with smile as he looked around the empty venue. Jillian's was like an adult Chuck Cheese or a Dave & Busters. It had a 10-lane bowling alley, 4 pool tables, and 84 arcade games. Plus some of the best food and drinks money could buy. Angel just smiled knowing that she could relax for the night and not have to worry about anyone spying on the two of them. And the fact that he brought out the entire building did buy him a few extra points.

"So would you like to dine first and then get you ass kicked in the arcade or eat after ass kickin'?" Ladies choice." Angel just scoffed before rolling her eyes. She put her right hand to heart as she put the other on Izzy's jaw. "Aw, you think you're going to beat me. That's so cute!" She said with a smirk on her face. "Let me kick your ass first, crush your pride, you know, maybe even make you cry a bit. Then can we eat, talk, and act our age." Angel said as she removed her hand from his jaw and started to walk towards the arcade games.

Isaiah laughed following behind Angel as she led them both to the arcade area. "I think it's only fair to warn you that the whole King of Jocks thing doesn't only apply to sports." A smirk grew on the mixed girl's face as she crossed her arms around her chest as stepped one step closer to him, not leaving much space between them. Before she spoke to him. "Oh, is that so?"

"Okay, I am going to crush you, so just respect the fact that you've been warned and remember no one likes a sore loser." Isaiah spoke teasingly with a smug smile on his face as he glanced around looking at all the games. "So, how should we kick this thing off. Skeeball? Air Hockey? Ooh there's even dance dance revolution. Which, yeah, I'd probably lose at that."

She looked over at the dancing game with a smirk. She turned back towards Izzy and smiled towards him before leaning in like she was about to kiss him only to back away and walked towards the dance game. When she was on the platform she swayed her hips softly as she spoke, "I think I'll kick your ass first at dancing, then skeeball, air hockey, only to finish you off on one of those retro games over." She said as she pointed towards a machine hidden in a corner.

"I only have myself to blame to for this I guess." Isaiah said stepping up on the 2-man dance platform. Dance Dance Revolution was one of Jasmine favourite games. She use to always make him play it with her when they were younger. In the beginning he use to hate it but eventually he got amazing well at it and now Jasmine hated to play against him because he always beat her. "Promise not to judge me?" He said as he waved over one of the game attendants who brought over a small bucket full of tokens for the machines. Receiving the bucket from the man he thanked him and sat the bucket of tokens down on the floor. Taking eight tokens out of the bucket he gave her four of them. "Let's do this!"

She grabbed the coins from her date with a smirk. "I'll try not to beat you too badly." She looked through the songs and chose one of the what seemed like millions of Japanese songs she had never heard of before. "I guess the Japanese aren't fans are American music." Izzy said jokingly as the music began to play and the arrows appeared on the screen. As usual with the fast paced Japanese music the arrows came fast and almost in blur. However, Isaiah hit every one with words like 'prefect' and 'marvelous' popping up on the screen as he hit the steps. "Did I say I sucked at this?" Isaiah said with a laugh as he was destroying Angel at the game. She mocked his laugh before speaking to him while keeping her eyes on the screen. "Yea, you did say that." She said as she smirked.

When the three minute song came to an end and it showed that he was the victory he looked at Angelina with a smug smile and asked "So, you thinking two out of three or you just wanna move along to next game?" She rolled her eyes as she softly pushed him off the platform. "You completely set me up, you little bitch. And, I'm not playing you again look at that score." She said with a smile just so he wouldn't think she was really mad. She rolled her eyes as she pointed towards the Skeeball machines. "You're going down, now pretty boy. No more Miss. Nice Girl." She said as she took off the lace jacket and slung it on her arm as the pair walked to the machine. [color=#CD9B9B]"And, by the way I would have won if it wasn't for these shoes. Just to let you know." She chuckled softly as she smiled up to Isaiah before putting the tokens into the machine.

Something in Sienna's voice told Erik that she might not be interested in talking, so Erik decided to keep his mouth shut. Besides she seemed to be completely lost in the music and Erik really didn't take her out of her trance again. It was just so mesmerizing to watch her body move to the beat. No point in denying that Sienna had a kick-ass body, and the way she moved it was quite simply hypnotizing. When she pulled him closer to herself Erik couldn't help but feel a little awkward. He wasn't used to chicks as pretty as Sienna showing him any signs of affection. Now if that was mostly because Norway had a lack of girls as pretty as Sienna, but still, it was an all new experience to him.

Erik couldn't really tell for how long they danced, but after a while he really started to feel like he could need something to drink. His original plan had to avoid alcohol here, the consequences if his overwatcher from the exchange-program found out he had been drinking would be severe and Erik didn't want to be put on the first flight home just yet. On the other hand he had slowly started to realize that if he were ever going to be brave enough to do anything with Sienna on his own initiative he would need alcohol in his system. So after a few more minutes Erik decided to ask if she wanted a drink, he could use a little brake from the dancing anyway, sweat and white clothes wasn't really the best combo. "I'm gonna go poison myself with some sort of beverage, wanna join?" Erik asked leaning closer in so she would hear him over the music. Looking down on her sensual lips Erik couldn't help but get a strong urge to kiss her, but he managed to restrain himself. No reason to show how much he liked her just yet, and besides, this wasn't really the time.

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Being new to a town wasn't so easy for Taylor and Tyler. But they eventually grew accustomed to making new friends, or enemies, just by their overly wealthy appearance, which they really were not. Since coming to Hollywood High, there has been talk about a Neon party at a place called BLOK. Tyler wanted to seriously check it out to see what it was like but Taylor didn't want to since he didn't feel like being so sociable tonight. Tyler basically begged and pleaded till Taylor got up and they were out of their house. They walked literally next door to tell their parents where they were going and they just smiled and said have fun, which they will, hopefully. Tyler got into his car and so did Taylor, getting into his own vehicle as they both revved up their engines and darted towards the town.

From Taylor:
I don't know about this man.

Taylor sent to his younger brother by three minutes, who was seemingly in a rush to get to the destination. Tyler read the message and sighed a little, shaking his head as they came to stop at a red light. Tyler worked his fingers over his iPhone6 plus keyboard then sent a text back towards Taylor.

From Tyler:
Aw, come on, man. This should be epic.

The light finally turned green and they were off towards BLOK once again. As they neared the place, Tyler gleamed with excitement while Taylor groaned a little. Finding two parking spaces, side by side, they parked their vehicles and locked them simultaneously with a click of a button. They walked up to party and were immediately stopped by a bouncer. "Invitations?" The gruff voice of the bouncer said as Taylor and Tyler looked at each other, stammering through their words. "Well, we're new here so we don't.." The bouncer held a hand up at Taylor as he tried to explain. "Save it. No invitation. No party. Now, hit the road." Tyler smacked his lips together then heard a female's voice sang that they were with her. They both turned and looked at her with raised brows then shrugged their shoulders while walking in, Tyler flicked his tongue out at the bouncer.

While they were following closely behind the female that had gotten them in. Taylor leaned down a little bit to speak to her. "Hey, I guess we should thank you for helping us back there." He smiled while pointing at himself. "I'm Tay..." He couldn't even finish due the fact that she was in the process of having girl talk, or whatever. They both overheard something about being a little bit under dressed for the party as they eyed each other, while reviewing over their clothing. He then eyed Tyler and saw him bumping his head to the music as he couldn't help but snicker. As they weaved along the party-goers, as well, they stood next to people that they did not know. "Man, this party is dope." Tyler commented then looked at the female that asked if they were new.

"Why, yes. As a matter of fact, we are. Hi, I am Tyler, pleasure to meet you." Tyler smiled then waved his hand towards his brother. "And this is Taylor. He didn't want to come but I dragged him here anyway." He'd chuckle then look at everyone. "What are your guys names?" Tyler asked with a nervous smile, biting his bottom lip in the process. One of the new females that came over instantly introduced herself as Honey. Taylor and Tyler looked at each other in utter confusion then back at her. "Excuse me, but did you say your name was Honey?" Taylor asked boldly then looked at everyone else's expressions before turning his attention back towards Honey.

Taylor looked at Tyler with an I am going to kill you look but Tyler didn't mind as he was fist pumping to the music. With the shake of his head, he'd sit down and just stare at the scene for now.

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"Well, at least I guessed right, huh?" She muttered it more to herself. She had thought that Ricky wouldn't be having the best of days. It had confirmed what she had been thinking. She couldn't blame him for not wanting to talk to her though. She thought it might have been a little bit weird to receive a text from a girl that you hardly ever talk to. She rolled her eyes at her own behaviour.

Afterwards, Linn listened to the other girl intently, before realizing that actually, she was right, and Naea was just being way too childish to see it. Jealousy was clouding her vision. She needed to just forget about it, move on and pretend nothing was wrong. Being a little jealous girl over a boy was just not her. Maybe it was the alcohol giving her a boost of confidence, or maybe it was the words, or both, but Naea slowly nodded, finishing the drink in her hand and licking the sugar from around the rim of the glass. "You know what? You're right. As Alice would say, boys have cooties, and I don't need any of that." Sure, it hurt Linn to say that, but it was true. Shai had offered her the advice she'd needed, and given her the advice that she needed to try and control her emotions. The suggestion of heading off and having fun sounded pretty good to Naea. It was high time that she let go and had some fun. Unfortunately...

"I'm not the type of girl who just lets things sit, I'm not coy and when something is bothering me I need to deal with it head on." Honey's voice reached Linn's ears, and suddenly all Naea's bitterness returned to her in one big leap. She could not, not, NOT be dealing with this right now. She'd just started feeling better. She could hear Shai's words of warning but Linn was just trying to tune it all out. She didn't want to listen to Honey's ranting about how her and Chad were a thing, when she knew - she knew, why couldn't she just go? It was hard enough already. Besides, she was feeling just a little bit better now. When she heard the comment about asking her boyfriend out, Linn opened her mouth to protest - she was his friend, yeah, sure, she had a crush on him but nothing had ever happened between them, and suddenly her being with him meant she couldn't hang out with her friend? It was so utterly crap, Linn had to hold back an outburst as Honey put a perfectly manicured hand in front of her face. Linn had to suppress another eye roll.

As Honey finished her monologue, Linn couldn't help but feel bitter. Heck, she had smiled and waved at the two. Had that - and the glances she'd given - really been that dirty? She felt kind of bad about that, but then she remembered the speech Honey had just given. Before she left, and Shai left with her to have at least some fun that night, Linn managed to tell her, "I'm glad that I'm not even allowed to hang out with my friend now. Thanks for that. So what if I have a crush? You know me. When could I ever even compete with Catalina Perez." The words were sarcastic and leaked emotion. She was really pissed off. Pissed for losing her friends and her crush, pissed off with herself for letting her emotions get the better of her, and it was all aggravated by the alcohol. Before everyone finally left, she managed to slip in, "Aller baiser ton petit ami, je ne me en soucie plus." Hoping to hell that she didn't have a French dictionary anywhere near her, Linn left, following Shai into the crowd. The bitterness soon melted away again, and the thumping beats pounding through her body, Linn finally let go, aglow with fluorescent body paint and, for once that evening, Linn managed to forget.

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Honey wasn't really in the mood to dance anymore. She was tired and a little drunk. Besides she didn't want drama tonight she wanted fun. She also was starting to feel bad after her outburst. Of course there was no way in hell she'd apologize to the girl. She was way too prideful for that but she did know when she crossed a line. She pulled out her phone and texted her assistant to send her a cab. She added the address of the place and waited for a response.

Moments later her phone chirped and a text filled the screen. Her assistant said that the cab was a few minutes away. She headed to the door, scowling a bit when she noted two girls whispering before taking a picture of her leaving alone. She crossed her arms, one day in and they're was a problem. That had to be a new record for her. She didn't really feel like saying goodbye's to anyone. There was no need to add more drama. Besides she would text them that night or see them in the morning and everything would be fine. She'd tell them that Gino's babysitter didn't come through or something. That would be really believable considering Honey and Gino's daytime nanny Vivian were raising Gino more than his gold digging mooching mom anyway. She stepped outside, let her hair out of the ponytail, and breathed in the night air. Ok drunk, not tipsy drunk. She might be a little drunk, not incapacitated but she should not be behind the wheel.

"Hey are you Honey Perez? A voice said behind her. She turned to see two nervous looking guys gaping at her. She smiled lightly, "Yeah, hi." They smiled widely and took turns nudging each other before one approached her with his phone and asked for a picture. She grinned, "I have an even better idea" She said with a smile. Honey loved her fans, especially the shy sweet ones. They had a special place in her heart because they were a big reason she made music. She wanted to give them confidence. She pulled out her phone and took a selfie with them. She tagged both of them in the picture, just as the taxi pulled up. She waved them goodbye, before hopping in the taxi and giving the driver directions to her place. Once she got home she sent out a mass text to her friends.



She popped her head into Gino's nursery where he was sleeping and and gave him a kiss on the forehead before picking up some toys off his floor and putting them away. Honey didn't bother telling Ri Ri that she was home, she just headed to her kitchen and opened her menu drawer. She placed a quick order for a sushi platter and miso soup to her favorite Japanese food place. Once she had placed the order she placed the cash by the front door and headed headed for her bathroom. She washed off the paint and scrubbed off her makeup before walking into her room and throwing on a cami with a pair of short shorts. She grabbed her big boxy hipster ray-ban glasses of her dresser and slid them on her face.

Once she had "de-honey'd" herself she headed for her lounge room. A large plush couch that wrapped around and a huge tv front and center. Pillows were haphazardly placed around the house and blankets were folded in a pile at the end of it. It wasn't as trendy as the rest of the penthouse but it was comfy and hers. It was the only room she didn't let her decorator get a hold of. A huge cabinet filled with movies was next to the tv, shelves after shelves were littered with pictures of family and friends.

Once she settled on the couch she scrolled through Netflix. Settling on a law and order marathon. As she watched she started to get jittery about the whole situation. She swallowed her pride and opened up a text message.

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When Jasmine explained why Catalina's name was Honey, Taylor and Tyler both nodded their heads then looked at everyone else that was just introduced. They both waved their hands and offered them a few hello's while looking back out at the dance floor. Tyler looked at Taylor, laughing a little as Taylor raised a brow at him. "What, dude?" Taylor asked Tyler, who shrugged his shoulders while staring across the dance floor before turning his gaze back to his brother. "Nothing. Just enjoying this scene." Tyler responded while nudging his brother. "You got to lighten up a little." Tyler commented while getting up when Jasmine came over and said that they needed to go ahead and get painted while there is no line.

Of course, Tyler was the first to jump to the occasion then eyed Taylor, who was still sitting down. "Come on, bro." He waved for Taylor to follow himself and Jasmine as they walked over towards the lounge. "Boys, huh?" He'd nudge Jasmine with a chuckle then walked over a little bit ahead of her to get himself painted. Soon, Taylor joined them and stood beside Jasmine, folding his arms and watching his brother get painted. "So, who is responsible for throwing this invite only party?" He'd ask Jasmine as Tyler walked back over towards them, all painted now and wearing a multicolor necklace as well.

"Bro, you've got to go next." Tyler said excitedly as Taylor shrugged his shoulders. "Ah, what the hell." Taylor said while walking up to get himself painted now as Tyler stood by Jasmine, with his arms folded now. His eyes lowered to Jasmine with a slight smirk. "So, Jasmine, care you share anything interesting about Hollywood High?" He asked her while watching as his brother was getting painted now. "Whose all in a relationship and whatnot? Sorry for prying but just trying to make conversation, I guess." Tyler quirked his lips to the side of his face.

Taylor soon joined them again, feeling a little bit better. A charming smile flashed among his lips as he eyed Tyler. "Looks like you win this time, bro." They both high-fived each other then Tyler eyed Jasmine with a raised brow. "He's not bothering you, is he?" Taylor asked while pointing his index finger at Tyler, chuckling lightly. "It's not always me, you know." Tyler commented, rolling his eyes. Taylor shook his head then looked at Jasmine. "So, since we been following you all night, where to next?" He'd ask her while biting his bottom lip.

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Of course, today was the day Pierre wanted to start arguing with Edgar about his flirtationships with some of his friends. Some in which, Pierre knew he couldn't resist tossing into his bed if given the chance. But, like most of their fights, Edgar would drop Pierre off, before going off to party. And, he wasn't about to throw himself a pity party over his boyfriend... not boyfriend being mad at him, like always. So, he got home, pestered his sister into going with him, before going to his room to paint his arms, legs, and face with glow in the dark paint with his sister in the mirror next to him. "Why do I have to go?" Evan whined as she put her hair up in a ponytail. "Because, twinny. This is our senior year and you've never gone out with me with is unacceptable. Now, stop talking and take off those glasses of yours." He told her as he handed her her contacts. She groaned softly before talking off her glasses to let her striking blue eyes show.

"How do I look?" Evan asked as she turned towards her twin, fixing her shorts for what felt like the tenth time in sixty seconds. Looking at his sister, he smiled before smacking her butt as he walked away. "You look awesome, now c'mon. Let's go show you off." Evan just pushed him back before he slung his arm over her small shoulder to rub her head and ruin her hair. "I'm still older than you, Evan. Don't forget that!" He listened to his sister groan towards him as she squirmed to get loose before he finally let her go. She scoffed as she undid her hair and put it right back up, only to get some of the paint in her raven colored locks. "Great, thanks a lot." Edgar just smirked and rolled his eyes as they walked into their kitchen to grab the car keys to his... well, Evangeline's jeep. "You still look cute, don't worry." Edgar teased as the French boy pinched his sister's cheek only to have her smack him away. He scoffed in fake surprise as the two of them got in the car. He blasted the music only to have Evan lower it.

The two of them were always opposites to one another. He liked things loud and crazy while, she was a more quiet and reserved person. Which showed. He was a drifter who loved to interact while, his sister was one to but she spent her time between the nerds and the artists, two rather quiet and reserved groups. But, at the end of the day Evan was his sister and he wasn't about to let her throw her senior year away just because she was afraid of whatever she was afraid of. it didn't take them too long as they got to the Preps party. Sure, Evan wasn't a prep but, Edgar was close to some of them and one of his... guy friends...? was one who had invited him. So, he called up his friend, Alex. A junior prep, to meet him at the door, just to help them get in and then, if he was lucky he would get a thank you gift from Edgar... or Evan. Alex liked both of the French students ever since they had moved to California.

Not before long, the pair accompanied by Alex were walking inside, looking around. Edgar kissed Alex softly with a smirk on his face just to shoo him away for the twins to be alone. Oh my... Edgar, turn around." Edgar was busy watching Alex walk off while his sister was tapping his shoulder. "Give me a second, Evan."

"Edgar." Edgar was still looking around at a few of his... boytoys to say the least while Evan kept shaking his shoulder. Edgar, will you just turn around. You idiot!" Edgar groaned in irritation as he turned around to see two very interesting people. "Twins. Guy twins. Hm." He said as he looked the two of the up and down from the corner of his eyes. "They are cute, no?" Evan said with a smirk, letting her accent show. Something she had always did when she was around cute guys. Edgar said she was just showing off but, Evan swore she had no idea she was doing it. "Very."

"Do they, steal out lightning, or whatever that expression is?" The girl asked only to have her brother laugh at him as he shook his head. "The expression is steal our thunder, and no. They cannot compete with us; they are American boys. While we are a French man and woman." Evan just smirk as she let an actual smile shine through. "We're still unmatched. But, they are sexy." He let out a chuckle as his sister simply nodded with him.The two of them were on the opposite side of the bar from the twins and the group of rather popular people they were with.

"But, what if he doesn't like men?" Edgar just shrugged before kissing his sister's cheek. "Only one way to find out-- And, of course the populars have already grabbed on to them" Edgar said as the two watched the new guys interact with a few of the A-Listers.

In all honesty, Edgar adored some of the A-listers, really he did, but some of them like Catalina and Jasmin (just because Angel has a problem with her) really got on his nerves as they did with Evan, and she knew close to nothing about them. Except for the fact that Edgar and Angel thought Catalina always had tried way to hard to be this fusion of Animal and Royal and to them. She tried to fit but, an Animal doesn't need to try and fit in. They didn't need to be a royal to feel good, they were perfectly fine being known as the 'whores and sluts of Hollywood High'.

But, the only one who would ever voice that is Angel if given the chance, since she is... kind of the 'queen' so to speak. But, that is just Edgar talking shit since Angel couldn't do it for him. Hell, for all he knew maybe she did think that, but she was more bitter to the fact that Catalina would flirt with Izzy... Who knows with Angel? "Hey, Evan. You look... different, wanna dance?" One of Edgar's baseball friends, Jack asked Evangelina who only stared at him for a second only to shake her head without a word. The two moved away, all while Edgar just smirked and chuckled. Tonight was going to be a good night.

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"Maybe I've made a mistake going on this date with you. Okay? I could have been at a party somewhere, but yet here I am getting scammed at arcade games by the King of the pretty boys. This is an all time low for me." She said with sarcasm in her voice, not even realizing that she called them hanging out a date as the two of them engaged in their game of Skeeball. She wasn't losing too badly, only by one point and two of those points were fuckups from her lacking in hand-eye coordination. Her phone vibrated a few times as she got texts from her friends in the Animals who were trying to get her to leave her date with the 'King' just to get her tiny butt to some party that one of the sophomore animals were planning. To be honest, she had no idea where it was or who was throwing it just because she knew she was going to be hanging out with Izzy during that time and she wasn't about to cancel on him.

She just let her IPhone 4 vibrate on the skeeball table, until it fell on the ground. She groaned as she quickly picked it up and turned it completely off all while keeping one eye on the small puck. Even if she wasn't going to win, she was going to tease him with that last point as long as she could. Why? Because she had the maturity of a seven year old when it came to games of any type. But, while Izzy got the winning point, she groaned in frustration as she looked at the jock with a fake look of annoyance on her face. Angel put her phone back in the purse as she made her way over to him and nudged his side. He has won almost every game they had played except three and those were a Terminator first person shooting game, a snow mobile game, and a Star Wars shooting game (She still had no idea how she beat him in that.) But, other than that he had beat her easily over five, if not seven times.

"You know, if you're trying to get a kiss at the end of this... You're not doing a good job, can't you let me win once. Just once." She told him with a smirk on her small face as she chuckled. She turned her face playful serious as she stepped up on one of the small children step stools that were set up on both ends of the Skeeball table so the small kids can look over and see as she poked a finger to his chest. "Okay, this is it. The score is, what three to seven. So, this main event, winner takes all."

She jumped softly off the stool once she was done making her challenge, knowing just how silly and adorable she looked but, in her defense she was only about 5'0 with heels on and without them he would easily be close to a foot taller than her. She grabbed his hand softly as she lead him over to the retro arcade machine that had three games; Pacman, Battlestar Galactica, and Mrs. Pacman. "Pick your punishment, pretty boy. Winner gets something from the loser." She said as she stood on her tiptoes and held out her hand with a devious smirk across her face, waiting for him to take the deal.