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Lennox Atwood

Do you know who the hell I am?

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a character in “Welcome to Hollywood High School”, as played by Chandz

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F U L LXN A M E

      Lennox Jude Atwood

N I C KXN A M E S

      (K)nox | Preferred
      Len or Lenny | Not common but not minded much
      Woody | Used occasionally by friends
      Jude | Disliked

Z O D I A CXS I G N

      Sagittarius

A G E

      Seventeen | 17
B I R T H D A Y

      December 12th, 1998
N A T I O N A L I T Y

      Born in Beverly Hills, California

E T H N I C I T Y

      80% German | 20% Italian

S E X U A L I T Y

      Heterosexual

R E L A T I O N S H I PXS T A T U S

      Single

R E L A T I O N S H I PXH I S T O R Y

      ANSWER

V I R G I N I T YXS T A T U S

      Not a virgin

O C C U P A T I O N

      Unemployed


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”Action is the foundational key to all success.”
― Pablo Picasso


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H E I G H T

      5’10”

W E I G H T

      152lbs

H A I RXC O L O R

      Dark Brown

E Y EXC O L O R

      Dark Brown

S K I NXC O L O R

      Light tan

G E N E R A LXA P P E A R A N C E

      Lennox may not be very tall but his mesomorph, inverted triangle body type has been built with a strong set of muscles to compensate for his height. He doesn’t like looking weak or lanky so he hits the gym every day. He stands only at 5 foot 9 but has enough muscle for anyone who looks at him to bypass that completely. His dark brown eyes and his dark brown hair accentuate his facial features and though he likes to grow his facial hair out, he typically keeps it at a clean shave or short stubble. Lennox believes highly that cleanliness is next to godliness and in order to be godly, you have to look godly. His hair isn’t kept very long because his hair consists mostly of thick curls, so he keeps the sides shaved with the top a little longer so he shaves it all down to a close buzz cut.

      Lennox has moles scattered across his body, that he doesn’t pay much attention to but he also has a few tattoos: Mercy on the outside of his right forearm and “God is greater than he highs and lows” on the inside of his left forearm. He wants to get a few more but hasn’t decided on what yet. Lennox allows his tattoos to accentuate his style. He prefers dressing casually, usually wearing a simple button up with jeans, like such. However, Lennox also has two other sides to him. He has his dressed up side and his dressed down side. Truth is, you’ll rarely see Lennox in sweatpants. He believes in appearances making a person. His style, his looks, his body all sum Lennox up to a 30 on his scale of 10 but if any other were to give him a number, they’d probably rate him just as high. 9/10.


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“Winning isn’t everything. It’s the only thing.”
― Vince Lombardi


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P E R S O N A L I T YXT R A I T S
      ✦ Sociable ✧ Intelligent ✦ Charming ✧ Athletic ✦
      ✦ Independent ✧ Confident ✦ Creative ✧ Virtuoso ✦
      ✦ Open ✧ Humorous ✦ Talented ✧ Neat ✦
      ✦ Aggressive ✧ Abrasive ✦ Destructive ✧ Impulsive ✦
      ✦ Lustful ✧ Misguided ✦ Resentful ✧ Indecisive ✦
      ✦ Opinionated ✧ Argumentative ✦ Unpredictable ✧ Blunt ✦

      Lennox is special in his own way. To put it nicely, Lennox is kind of an asshole. He doesn’t know when to quit, and most of the time even if he did know when he wouldn’t. Lennox is a bully. He pushes people past their comfort levels, he pushes them to their boiling point and he honestly gets a rise out of his. Which is interesting for him of all people, because he has Mercy tattooed on his forearm. He believes in God, and he makes it a point to go to church every week but that tattoo isn’t going to save a guy like him. Lennox is a very misguided person. He’s stuck in a world of trying to be his own person while trying to get everyone else to like him. Being part of the Royals earns him a spot on the totem pole but that doesn’t mean he is absolutely loved. Lennox is a bully and enjoys getting on people’s nerves. He can be abrasive and aggressive towards the students lower on the totem pole. He sees himself as in A-lister not only in school but in life. He honestly sees himself as better than most people, which makes him an enormous dick, but somehow, for some reason Lennox doesn’t mind it.

      Lennox is a tad prideful. He’s had a relationship with fame so he’s stood himself up on a very tall pedestal and because of it he has kind of lost sight at the fact that he’s a regular student just like everyone else. Beverly Hills will do that to a person though. Knox is kind of the furthest thing from humble there is because he refuses to believe that he wasn’t meant to be living this life of the rich and famous. He doesn’t seem to truly understand the in’s and out’s of the world. He’s caught up living in a shadow and he doesn’t even realize that most of the time he sticks himself there. He thinks that just because he has all this talent, he has a first class ticket to be the world’s biggest douchebag. So far he’s succeeding but that’s not the point. He doesn’t understand that there are parts of him that are better than that. There are parts of him that simply looking to fit in, to be accepted, to be liked, to be paid attention to. He’s so caught up in his narcissistic ways that he forgets about all the sensitive parts of him that no one really notices, including himself.

      Underneath the surface, Lennox isn’t so bad. But that’s deep, very deep, very very far down somewhere deep in the black pit some may normally refer to as a heart, Lennox is a decent guy. He’s not a great guy and that’s a fact, but there is an alternate universe somewhere where Lennox is fairly decent. His smile is warming and he has an easy time making friends because right off the bat, Lennox is quite charming. But some run in the opposite direction when they get to know him because he can be very manipulating, mean, and aggressive. He never gets physical with people – unless he has to – but at times, the things Lennox can say about people can send them off the deep end.

      However, there is a small sliver in Lennox that creates a sweet side of him. When he truly, deeply cares about someone, this side of him appears. It’s almost an entirely different person when it appears. Lennox is naturally flirtatious and has trouble committing to things but love is a thing he hasn’t necessarily seen before so when he sees it, it is quite possibly that it changes him entirely. He has a warm and inviting side to him, it’s just not a side anyone knows very well. Knox is a bully, but every bully has a soft spot.


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“The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will.”
― Vince Lombardi


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L I K E S

      ✦ Lacrosse ✧ Soccer ✦ Running ✧ Playing the guitar ✦ Snowboarding ✦ Swimming ✧ Writing music ✦ Singing ✦ Working out ✧ Watching reality tv ✦ Longboarding ✦ Listening to his music ✧ Listening to the radio music ✦ Shopping ✧ Stormy Weather ✦ Sweaters ✦ Dressing nicely ✧ Going for long drives ✦ Throwing Parties ✦ Dogs ✧ Alcohol ✦ The color black ✧ Chinese food


D I S L I K E S

      ✦ Homeless people ✧ The weird kids at school ✦ Tea ✦ His father ✧ Traffic ✦ Spicy anything ✦ Loud chewers ✧ Being told to calm down ✦ Being late ✦ Milk ✧ Sushi ✦ Alarm clocks ✦ Bad drivers ✧ Bad hair days ✦ Burnt food ✦ Smell of burning whatever ✧ Smell of gasoline ✦ Loud talkers ✧ Morning breath ✦ Dirty/messy people ✦ People who constantly seek attention and pity ✧ Liars ✦ Seeming vulnerable ✧ Needy people


H O B B I E S

      ✦ Playing sports
      ✧ Writing music
      ✦ Playing his instruments
      ✧ Singing
      ✦ Working out
      ✦ Shopping
      ✧ Taking road trips
      ✦ throwing parties


H A B I T S

      Spending habits Lennox has an excessive spending habit. All his money comes from his parents and he doesn’t really have a limit. Even if he did, he probably wouldn’t stick to it. He buys whatever he wants with no concept of overspending. He believes his wallet is a bottomless pit of cash
      Drugs/Alcohol Lennox has kind of an issue when it comes to his drug intake. He doesn’t smoke but he doesn’t see a problem with drinking himself into an oblivion. He is constantly throwing parties at his estate since his parents are never home and now that he’s old enough to not need a babysitter, it’s pretty much just him and his younger brother.

W E A K N E S S E S

      Alcohol Lennox abuses it and it’s slowly causing his to throw his life away.
      His Family It’s barely existent. Lennox doesn’t know if it’s worse to not have a family or to have a broken one.

S T R E N G T H S

      Music Lennox’s music is perhaps one of the biggest parts of his life. It’s taken place as one of the most important parts.
      His ‘Fame’ Keeping Lennox in the spotlight keeps him slightly in check. He tries hard to impress the pappo and the cameras so he is always on his best behavior when the media is watching.

G O A L S

      ✦ Moving out of his parents house
      ✧ Receiving his trust fund
      ✦ Getting back into the music world

A S P I R A T I O N S

      ✦ To produce more music and bigger fame for himself
      ✧ Going on tour

P H I L O S O P H Y

      Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other.
      ― Abraham Lincoln


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“ If you have no critics you’ll likely have no success.”
― Malcolm X


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F A M I L YX&XS I G N I F I C A N TXF I G U R E S

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      Jude Atwood | 52 | Father | ArchTech Co. Founder | Living in Beverly Hills

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      Talia Atwood | 48 | Mother | Film Producer | Living in Beverly Hills

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      Quinn Atwood | 15 | Brother | Living in Beverly Hills
H I S T O R Y
      Lennox grew up in a very loving home – the only problem was that his parents weren’t the type to be around a lot. Lennox and his brother Quinn were pretty much raised by nannies, Au Pairs, and the house help. His father and mother were very busy people – his father was the founder of – and ran – a large architecture company that provides the city with many new buildings and apartments, creating an ever growing city while his mother was an A-List celebrity for her short stint in film making but now she is a very well-known and well paid film producer instead. Needless to say, the Atwood family is a very wealthy one. They are well known around the area and are very high on the wage totem pole, easily sleeping by as an Upper Class family.

      Their childhood was filled with everything they ever wanted as the two boys were practically born with silver spoons in their mouths. Their home could easily be considered a mansion, always giving the boys a false sense of happiness and security. They grew up thinking the world was always going to give them what they wanted. Lennox’s childhood hero was always Tony Stark, or Ironman. He believed he’d grow up to be just like him one day – rich, attractive, and famous. Now at the age of 17, and he’s well on his way. When he and his brother were younger, his parents always needed a place to put them in between the nannies so they stuck their kids in lesson after lesson after lesson. It started with sports, then art, voice, then instrument, and before they knew it the boys had taken lessons in nearly everything. The boys ran with their newfound skills and Lennox eventually used his own talents to give himself a name rather than taking his parents fame for his own.

      Fame wasn’t an easy shadow to grow up into. His mother and father always had something going on and Lennox was always caught up in the background of it all. He knew more than anyone how much it sucked to be a kid with famous parents. He was proud of his parents though. He knew that their upbringings weren’t the best and they were able to pull themselves out of the dark hole they called their childhoods and they created lives for themselves away from the ones that they so dreaded. However, Lennox was quickly learning what it meant to dread a childhood. He rarely ever saw his parents, he had more nannies than he had friends, he sparingly went to school events with his small group of friends because he always needed a parent’s permission but never had a parent around. Knox hated being stuck in the spotlight’s shadow. So when he turned 14, he decided he was going to change his fate and give himself a spotlight. He created a YouTube account and started posting videos of him singing covers of songs, then he started singing originals, and before he knew it he had a big enough fan base to post whatever he wanted. He was someone – in his eyes. His parents never really understood what he was up to until he started getting calls at home from producers wanting to sign their son. He got signed by a producer a few years later and then his fame became known around the LA area. He’s got local fame that doesn’t span very far worldwide but within the nation he’s a YouTube sensation. Lennox has only a few solos publicly circulating. However, his parents insisted the boy lived a normal life as they did. So they removed Lennox from his record label and stuck him back in public school.

      Knox lives with his mother, his father, his younger brother and the house help who live on the property. He’s lived his entire life in his Beverly Hills home but he hopes to change that soon when he turns 18. Knox grew up in public school until his 15 minutes of fame where he was homeschooled for a short second but that changed just as quickly as his burst of fame. He was quickly put back into public school, now it is his junior year at B.H.H.S and only his second year there. He has a driver but prefers to drive himself everywhere even though he only has a permit. He used his father’s money to buy himself a car.


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How has your year been for you thus far?
“It’s junior year, almost done. This year has been alright thus far. I haven’t had much to complain about except that there haven’t been enough parties so that’ll change quickly.”
What are you most looking forward to this year?
“The parties. The parties are what I look forward to every year.”
How do you feel about Spirit Week? Which day out of the week is your favorite?
“Couldn’t care less about it.”
What group or clique are you part of and how do you feel about them?
“Royals. Do you honestly think I’d be in any other group? What do I look like to you? Peasant.”
Are you happy with your place on the social ladder? Or would you like to be a part of any other clique, if so, which and why?
“Obviously. This is where I belong. I’m not going anywhere else.”
So what does your schedule look like this year?
“Need to keep my grades up, otherwise the Atwood name gets shamed. My GPA right now is, I think a 3.5 and that’s just not good enough.”
1. US History Honors
2. Speech and Debate II
3. Theater II
4. Calculus Honors
5. French II Honors
6. Navy Junior ROTC III
7. English 11
8. Lunch
9. AP Environmental Science



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So begins...

Lennox Atwood's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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(Twin day) Outfit|| Denim button up under plain crew necks,
dark denim jeans,
white sneaks, and a Panerai wrist watch
Location || Hollywood High
Mood|| Happy

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Tray had been up all night the night before. Not only had he gotten home near two in the morning from the restaurant after a late shift, but he had to stay up taking care of his brother who was having some sort of an attack when he got home. It was a little frightening to see, to be honest.

Tray was walking up to his apartment door when he noticed it was open just a sliver. Freaked out, he called the police before walking through the door. He armed himself with his keys between his knuckles to do ultimate damage to whoever had thought it was clever to break into his apartment. That is, until he heard the piercing shrieks of his younger brother, Jamie, coming from inside the apartment. Slow was not a pace Tray was familiar with at the moment. He busted through the already open door to find his near elderly next door neighbor, Bea, trying to calm Jamie down. The boy looked at her with red in his eyes as he screamed nonsense at the top of his lungs. Tray ran to sit next to the boy on the couch and hugged his head to his chest, shushed him quietly, and rocked him back and forth until he slowed down his movements and quieted himself down. The boy sat murmuring to himself once Tray peeled himself apart from JT. He stood to address his neighbor, “Thank you very Mrs. Sully, I really appreciate you being here for him.” The older woman nodded her head as Tray slowly shuffled her towards the door. “He was screaming, you know?” At these odd hours of the night, I thought the boy was being murdered.” That old woman was always dramatic. Tray wondered how she managed to get through the door. “Yes, well that happens when you’re a paranoid schizophrenic.” Tray tried hard to make that as non-sarcastic as possible but he’s not sure he succeeded. “Isn’t he on medication? Because he should be. Woke me right out of a deep sleep.” Tray simply nodded. “The door was unlocked, so I let myself in. To check. You know? Wanted to make sure the boy was safe.” Beatrice Sully stood outside in the dimly light hallway of the apartment while Tray stood in the doorway, holding onto the door as though it was the only support he had standing up. “And again, I couldn’t be more grateful. Sleep well, Mrs. Sully. I’ll see to it that it doesn’t happen again.” Bea nodded as she walked away mumbling something, and Tray slowly shut the door behind her, locking his three locks on the door. He sighed and turned his attention back to his brother.

By the time Tray actually went to bed, it was only a few short hours before he was up again. He was up a half hour before his alarm but he just wasn’t able to get back to sleep. He got up and got himself dressed in his twin outfit for the day. He got JT dressed and ready to go. He packed themselves and they were on their way to school. Tray had to walk JT to his class to let his teacher and the nurse know that he had another episode. The meds that Tray usually had for JT ran out, even though the dosage didn’t seem quite right to begin with, and he’d need to pick some more up after school. JT would need to be watched closely today in class. After dropping off his brother, Tray made his way to his own school. Two texts came from Raquel while he drove, which made his tired eyes smile as big as his mouth did. He was truly happy when he was around her. He parked his old jeep in the student parking lot and walked towards the school sending Raquel back a text.

To: Raquel
From: Tray


Hey you, making my way towards you now. Sorry for the lateness. Rough night.


He turned into the hallway and from there he could see Tyler and Raquel dressed the same. He smiled to himself from a distance and waved to catch her attention. Once he got closer, he realized what their attire was: minions. “Really cute. You guys look like…”
Tray couldn’t get the words past his lips without laughing.




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Outfit|| Off white distressed denim button up over plain white tee,
black denim jeans,
Balenciaga Monochrome grey sneaks, and an anchor bracelet
Location || Hollywood High
Mood|| Annoyed

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Lennox started his day on the wrong side of the bed. He woke up in perhaps one of the grumpiest moods he’s been recently. Normally, Lennox doesn’t have a care in the world about school. He gets good grades, he has tons of friends, he always has something to do, someone to talk to, and somewhere to be but for some reason the last place he wanted to be at during spirit week was school. He didn’t quite understand the stupidity behind it and who in the world was to blame for the idiotic idea of a whole bunch of doofuses walking around school dressed like each other. So when he rolled out of bed in the morning, he pulled together an outfit that he hoped to God no one would copy. He didn’t even want to post an OOTD on Instagram like he normally did so that no weird kid would try to dress like him at the last minute.

He grumbled his way down to the kitchen to make himself a quick breakfast. The house was empty, as it normally was by this hour. For whatever reason, Knox felt as though he lived in this house alone. Perhaps it was because he rarely saw his parents, or because it was always so dead quiet except for the occasional music blaring from his younger brother’s room. Either way, most of the time Lennox felt alone, he was at home. He opened the fridge, the cabinets, the pantry, but found nothing that he felt would satisfy his taste. He rolled his eyes and let loose a whiny sigh. “Always forced to fucking starve in this house.” He mumbled to himself just under his breath. Lennox let go the idea of food, grabbed his car keys, and headed to the garage. He climbed into his Land Rover and drove to hell.

Pulling into the parking lot, Lennox could see Normani. She was surrounded by little Queen Bee wannabe’s and it brought a smile to his face. “Always have someone up her ass, doesn’t she?” It was a true thought though. Queen Bee always had someone kissing her ass, or on their knees begging for her to say their name or breathe their air. He thought it was amusing. Knox parked the car and walked over to Mani. He pushed through the wannabe’s and leaned himself up on the hood of her car. Taking a muffin to his mouth, Lennox smirked at Normani. “Queen Bee, are you partaking in this foolishness?” He asked in reference to Twin Day. “Also, are these muffin gluten free? Trying to watch the carbo-load intake.” He asked as he chewed on another bite and pat on his stomach.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Twin Day Outfit ⚾ Location: Hollywood High School ⚾ Theme Song ⚾ Mood: Haughty



Chadwick only smirked when Honey practically pouted at Normani about wishing she had gotten some. But what made him chuckle was Normani's absolutely disgusted face as she replied, "Don't make me throw up my breakfast." The small grin for her best friends said enough for Chad. She was only joking. When they first made their way over to Normani and her band of followers, Chad noticed Lauren looking anywhere other than at Honey, and he tilted his head imperceptibly. A second later and only after Normani recognized the couple approaching them did the girl straighten her expression. He almost even dismissed it until Normani caught his eye, shaking her head imperceptibly before focusing on something behind them. "Aww, look at that. We're all here." And only a beat later did he hear a voice he honestly did not want to hear.

"Morning to you too, babe. Just got your text. Couldn't wait to see me, huh?" Christian Hernandez practically purred towards her from behind Chad and Honey, and Normani raised an uninterested eyebrow. She didn't even bother offering him an actual expression; the only indication of any type of emotion was the raised eyebrow. Christian let his eyes roam over her girls before setting on the top of Honey's head. "Honey." Finally, he turned his gaze to Chad, who stared back levelly. "Chad." "Chris." They both stated one another's names with a crispness that made Normani's eyes shift between them. She knew the boys weren't on the same page at the moment, but they normally didn't stay upset with one another for too long. Chad was not the type to hold a grudge and Christian could be an unforgiving asshole, but that normally did not extend towards Chadwick. Except now...it was and Normani was puzzled, but did not show much emotion. Her face was unreadable as she smirked and exclaimed, "And look at that! You both look like the American flag. How cute!" It wasn't a genuine compliment at all, but it was enough to snap the two out of...whatever it was they were in. Chad's arm tightened, reflexively and discreetly, around Honey and Christian broke eye contact. "Yeah, right."

"Aww, don't be a stick in the mud, Ivy League," Christian drolled, pushing past Chadwick to get towards Normani. She watched, from the corner of her eye, Lauren and Dinah instinctively tense up and the latter make a move to step closer to her, but Normani shot them both a warning glance. Of her followers, Dinah and Lauren were her most loyal and the only ones who could officially - without question - call themselves Normani's actual friends. And they were always the ones quick to jump up when they sensed a threat, and Christian was one. She twisted her lips in distinerest at his proximity and watched the Royal eye the muffins she did not intend on sharing with him. "Channeling Betty Crocker today, babe?" She nodded in a faux enthusiasm before folding her arms over her chest. "Yep and these cute little muffins right here are just like me. Not for you." She stated sharply, sarcasm dripping from her tongue. Chris stared down at her, face impassive save for the flicker of hurt that bled through. It was enough to make her feel bad for a second before she squared her shoulders more. She did not have time to make a scene. They needed to get to class.

And Chris' dismissal came in the arrival of his friend, Lennox. Normani's smile was a bit more relaxed in Lennox's face when the male approached her and took a muffin she did not offer. Huffing at all the testosterone in the air, Normani scooped her box up. "Sorry, babe. I'm a sucker for carbs and I do believe you'll be a sucker if you're late for Mr. Ozwitz' class again? What about you, Chris? Aren't you getting detention if you miss class again?" Normani regarded her ex with a steely gaze, one that left no question to her wanting him gone. Chris stared her right back before grinning. "Probably right. Let's go, Lennox. The girls need girl time." He said, putting the words in marked quotations as he stepped backwards, raising his hands up in a surrendering gesture. It was only after a few more steps did Christian stop, pausing only to acknowledge Chad. "Coming, Ivy League?" Chad didn't answer at first, just kissed Honey's temple and taking a muffin from the box Normani tilted his way. Exchanging one more glance with his best friend and queen, Chad gave a small grin before following behind the boys, falling into line with them almost begrudgingly.


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Twin Day Outfit ♕ Location: Hollywood High School ♕ Theme Song ♕ Mood: Amused



Normani was more than pleased when the boys walked ahead of them and did not even pretend to hide the eye annoyed eye roll once Christian's back was to her. She had the right mind to feel bad, especially considering that when she dismissed Chris, the dismissal included Chadwick as well. At the same time, it also included Chris 2.0 or whatever Lennox told himself he was, and she could not help but be relieved.

"Anyway, we should probably head inside soon. I actually like my first period and I have to go by my locker," she declared and took a small sip of her smoothie. As always, Honey got the exact one she loved and Mani appreciated the taste of strawberries on her tongue. Her followers did not move until Mani had begun walking inside with Honey, falling into line with her best friend as the two made their entrance into Hollywood High. As always, all eyes were on them and Normani only smiled, waving to a few classmates. More so, she was eyeing the halls for her two other best friends and heir. It was one thing to come in with Honey, sure. It was not an uncommon sight to see just the two of them together. However, Kat and Liv were usually at least a step behind them, if not Kat clinging to Normani's arm with Liv right beside her. Regardless of whatever beef Liv seemed to tell herself she had with Honey, it was just common. Her girls were with her or at least at their lockers, and Normani had not caught sight of them. It caused her to pull her phone out to see where they were.

To: Liv, Kat
Dont tell me 2day was a skip day & no one included moi??

"Leave us," she demanded and her girls were quick to follow what with Lauren being the last to leave. Normani squeezed the brunette's hand before linking arms with Honey. "Remind me why I'm supposed to actually deal with that...dick. Even Chad's upset with him and we both know Chad doesn't stay mad at anyone for too long."

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Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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Taylor's usual morning started with Tyler knocking upon his door to let him know that breakfast was ready. But since the duo was currently not talking to each other, that didn't happen. Taylor woke up from his bed with a sigh and sat on the side for a moment, thinking to himself and wondering how could he get Tyler to talk to him again. With nothing coming to mind, Taylor shrugged his shoulders and lifted himself upwards off of the bed and headed down the stairs, where he hoped to see Tyler there, waiting for him to join in on the breakfast but again, that wasn't happening.

Taylor sighed yet again, lowering his head a bit as he walked over to the cabinet and pulled himself out a bowl, a box of cereal and some milk. He fixed himself a small bowl of cereal and sat on the counter, something Tyler would've gotten onto him about, just thinking to himself again. Today was Twin Day at school as apart of Spirit Week and Taylor had no twin for the occasion. Taylor finished his bowl of cereal and sat the bowl in the sink then went back upstairs and opened the door to Tyler's room, seeing nothing has changed since the last time he looked in there. Taylor knew that he must've spent the last few nights at Raquel's house since they were exceptionally close.

He closed the door to Tyler's room then went back to his own, picking out his outfit for the day. Taylor then proceeded his trek into his bathroom, where he ran the shower, letting it get nice and warm before stepping in. After about ten minutes, he emerged himself from the shower and dried himself off, wrapping the towel around his waist now as he brushed his teeth then walked back into his room, where he placed on his outfit for the day. It was one of Polo outfits. He was dressed in a green, short sleeved shirt, Khaki pants and green Polo shoes to match.

Taylor reviewed over himself in the mirror, satisfied, he sprayed on some of his Jordan cologne before exiting his room and the house. He grabbed his phone, car keys and wallet, as well. Getting inside of his car, he felt his phone buzzed in his back pocket. It was a text from Tyler and made him smile a little. Reading the text, Taylor knew that Tyler missed him. Maybe it was after one of Raquel's talks that led him to text Taylor.

From: Ty
Hope ur having a great morning. Just don't b late 4 school!


To: Ty
From: Tay
Leaving da house now.


Taylor hit the send button then started up his vehicle before exiting the driveway and heading towards the school. After a few minutes of driving, he had made it to the school's entrance and pulled up into his parking space and shut the car off. He emerged himself from the vehicle, getting instant stares from everyone as he sent winks their way. Most of the girls swooned at his wink as he shook his head with a chuckle then made his way to the hallway of Hollywood High.

Upon entering the halls, it seemed like all eyes were on him and him alone. He made his way over towards his locker, getting his notebook and a pen, which he stuck onto the top of his ear then closed his locker and leaned against it, back first. Taylor was scouting possible prospects to be his date for the dance that was fast approaching but most importantly, he was also looking for his brother and his new royal clique. Pulling out his phone, he'd send a text to Lennox.

To: Lennox
From: Taylor
Where r u, guys? Don't tell me I came early 4 no reason.


Taylor sent the message then pressed himself off of the lockers and started to roam the halls, waving at the people he know and whoever called his name, even stopping to have small conversations with a few people. Taylor then proceeded his trek once again, looking for his clique of guys so that he didn't have to walk alone, which was something the King Bee rarely did.


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Raquel felt her phone buzz in her hand as he saw Tray's name light up across her screen. A soft smile formed itself among her lips as Tyler rolled his eyes. She didn't even bother responding to his last message as she grasped Tyler's arm again and looked up at him. "We need to get a man, you know." She muttered as Tyler looked down at her with a raised brow. "Most definitely but I am happy being single at the moment." Tyler said though it was a lie just as Tray made his way over towards them.

When Tray made his way over towards them, she released her grasp from around Tyler's arm to give Tray a small hug then broke it off when he started speaking. "We're the minions." Raquel finished for him while standing beside Tyler, posing as she smiled widely when he said that they looked cute. She went to thank him but was interrupted by Tyler. "What's up, man?" Tyler said while giving Tray a high five then looked at Raquel. "Well, I'll leave you two alone since I still need to stop by my locker. Catch you guys later." Tyler said while walking off, going to his locker.

Raquel smiled a bit nervously while turning her attention back towards Tray now. "So, Mr. Tray, being the person that you are, do you have a date to the dance yet?" She asked him, meaning no offense to the start of her question as she started a small walk of the halls, waiting for him to catch up before starting her usual fast walk. A few people she knew stopped in their tracks after seeing her walk side by side with Tray, the athlete, the A Lister and she was just Raquel, the Virtuoso.

The stares and glares didn't bother her though, even the whispers didn't as she was sort of use to them by now. She looked at Tray and bit her bottom lip nervously while waiting to hear an answer from him in regards to the homecoming dance. "Oh, I have to stop by my locker, too." When she said that, she turned left and stopped by her locker, grabbing her book and notebook then closing it and went back to stand beside Tray, starting up a small walk again.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Haejin Ahn Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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Fergus decided that he rather liked Spirit Week. People were so excited and busy and while the latter could be a negative, he could practically feel the energy as he walked into the school. It was as different from the atmosphere at home as possible. Sure, there were a few people who cared more about appearances during this time of year, but most people were genuinely excited for the week in itself.

Fergus walked into the school calmly with a serene grin on his face. A few people took a double take at him. He was actually dressed normally for the most part, which was unusual for a neo-hippie who often dressed in monk robes or kilts. In order to get into the spirit of the aptly named "Spirit Week", he had decided to participate fully in the events planned for the week. That meant dressing as someone's twin and given his friendship with Trayson, the obvious choice was to match his outfit with his. It felt strange to dress like an A-lister, but it was only for one day so he didn't mind.

He grinned when he spotted his friend and twin for the day. He grinned happily at the two people he was talking to. God, he loved the Minions. Still, when he caught a snippet of his friend's conversation with Raquel, he took a step back, trying to make himself inconspicuous in the crowd. He recognized something romantic when he saw it. He leaned against a wall and started humming.

"Om bhur bhuvah svah
tat-savitur varenyam
bhargo devasya dhimahi
dhiyo yo nah pracodayat"


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Truthfully, Ian wasn't dressed all that differently from how he normally dressed. Jeans, glasses, and plaid shirts were the stereotypical components of a nerd's or geek's outfit. Thus, he, Daniel, and Emma settled on them and Ian was grateful for that. He didn't feel like buying new clothes that he would only wear for a bout a day. He wasn't rich, after all.

He pulled his car in front of the school. It was early, but that was the way he liked it. He was naturally an early riser and, truthfully, he slept only about seven hours a day. More than that just made him feel sluggish. It was a quirk, but it was one that he was happy to have.

"Still, I'd like a cappuccino and a cinnamon roll," he murmured to himself as he made his way across the parking lot from his car. He almost didn't notice another person walking towards the entrance until he was right beside her. He grinned at her.

"Good morning, Haejin. You look..."

He raised an eyebrow at her gait. It didn't look too enthusiastic.

"You look like you could use a cappuccino. I'll buy you," he offered.

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Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Outfit|| Off white distressed denim button up over plain white tee,
black denim jeans,
Balenciaga Monochrome grey sneaks, and an anchor bracelet
Location || Hollywood High
Mood|| Happy

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Lennox sat against the hood of Mani’s car as Mani and Chris exchanged words and glances. It always amused him to see how the two interacted with each other. They handled each other with such grace. Not really, though. In reality, there was always some bickering between them and if there wasn’t, then it was probably a sign that the world was coming to an end because that was what was only normal for the two. He continued to munch down on the muffin while the two glared into each other’s souls, but quickly pulled himself up from the car when Chris told him they should give the ladies their time. He nodded towards Chris and walked into the cool air of the building.

As Knox walked away from Normani with Chris and Chad, he felt a text vibrate his phone in his pocket. He pulled it out and noticed it was from Taylor. King Bee couldn’t be seen by himself walking through the halls so Knox quickly replied that they were in the main hall. “Tay’s coming around guys.” He let the guys know so they’d slow their walk so they didn’t send Taylor on a wild goose chase. While they waited for King Bee to make his way around the hallway and catch up with the rest of the guys, Lennox figured he’d get his homecoming details in order. After all, what’s a man without his lady? Scrolling through his contacts, he got to Olivia. He started a new message to her and started typing.

To: Olivia
From: Knox
Hey pretty lady, what are you up to after school today? Gotta ask you a question


Lennox very well knew that there was already someone with their eyes on Liv but that wasn’t going to stop him. Jameson wasn’t anything compared to him and he knew he was a sure fire win in Olivia’s eyes. After all, James was so far in the friend-zone that there was no way for him to climb out. Of course Lennox and James we’re friends and he felt bad taking the guy’s spotlight but Knox felt he was better…equipped…to be dating Olivia. He slid his phone back in his pocket, waiting for a reply, with a smug look on his face.

The one thing he did know about Olivia, however, was how the girl was a difficult one to get. Not so much that she played hard to get, more so that it was almost like she didn’t want to be gotten. Lennox knew that in order for him to get some leeway on her, to sweeten her up, he’d need to go through her best friend. So Lennox nervously pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent another text, this one to Katherine.

To: Katie
From: Knox
Kath, gotta ask a favor. Need you to sweet talk Liv for me (:


Knox and Katherine have been friends for quite a while. The two grew up right next to each other and were always over each other’s house. It didn’t matter that Lennox was a grade level younger, because they were essentially the same age. Besides, the two only had each other growing up – at least that’s what it felt like from Knox’s side. Lennox also knew that Olivia and Katherine we’re best friends so the only way to get him in the clear with Olivia was to go through Kath.




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(Twin day) Outfit|| Denim button up under plain crew necks,
dark denim jeans,
white sneaks, and a Panerai wrist watch
Location || Hollywood High
Mood|| Happy

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A high five was exchanged between Tyler and Tray and before he knew it Tyler was making his way to his locker, leaving he and Raquel alone. Raquel turned her attention to Tray, asking him a question, before turning on her feet and walking down the hall. It wasn’t before she walked down the hall before he fully understood what she was asking him. Tray spread a small smile across his lips and walked alongside his crush. “No Miss Raquel, I do not have a date to the dance yet. You actually beat me to the subject matter.” He smiled, clutching the arms of his backpack that sat on his chest. He looked up momentarily and noticed the eyes and the whispers of the other students around him.

It was rare to see a jock hanging out with anyone who didn’t fall into his clique, or the other high class cliques around his. But for Tray, those labels never mattered. He thought of it as ridiculous to separate students into different classes based on their friend group, or their social class, or the like, but this wasn’t something done by the school. The social hierarchy was created by the students himself so it confused him even more as to why they took it so seriously. The whispers and the looks didn’t bother him though. He knew it was because most people were too shallow to understand so they always started rumors like, Tray got kicked out of the jocks and now he’s a floater or the two are forced to hang out together because he lost a bet, or Tray’s personal favorite: He got her pregnant because they were at a party and thought she was one of the lacrosse girls. Either way, Tray had honest and sincere feelings for Raquel and wanted a relationship with her.

The two quickly stopped at her locker but started their walk just as fast. Tray was getting nervous about the subject matter but he didn’t want to just blurt out the question. He wanted to ask her with a grand gesture. He felt as though a cute note or a cute promposal would make her feel wanted and isn’t that what every girl wants? “ I was thinking about asking this really cute girl, but I’m trying to make it special for her, you know? Don’t wanna just ask her like I’m asking her for a tissue or something.” Tray smiled down at Raquel.




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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Honey grinned at Normani when she made a comment about throwing up. She was in a good mood, she had her boyfriend and her best friend at her side. She noticed that Lauren avoiding contact with her and cocked an eyebrow towards the girl but said nothing. Her mood soured immediately however at the sound of Christian Hernandez’s annoying drawl.

She was used to Chris’s rudeness and usually responded with some frostiness of her own but she wasn’t expecting Chad to respond in the same way. When his arm tightened around her discreetly she placed a calming kiss on the center of his chest and looked up at him questioningly but didn’t expect an answer in return. While Mani and Christian continued they’re daily banter she nuzzled Chad, absorbing his scent and trying to soothe him. She had to admit she felt kind of bad because she had a suspicion that Chad’s frosty reception had to do with her admission earlier that morning. Unfortunately, she didn’t have much time to ponder that because Christian borderline demanded Chad leave her and Normani alone for “girl time” and with a kiss to her temple he was gone. She held back the frown that threatened to appear on her face and focused on her best friend instead.

She smiled at Mani as she mentioned going to her locker and dutifully walked along side her. As always people watched as the girls walked – no strut – through the school. Honey tossed a bit of her blonde locks over her shoulder.

When Mani mentioned Christian and Chad’s behavior towards him she turned to her friend and sighed. Better to discuss this head on rather than put it off for later, ” Chris has been kind of making comments about me and I told Chad. He played it off but his shoulders got all stiff and he gave me that look that he does when he bottles something up. “ She ran a hand through her hair absently, ” I should have kept my mouth shut “

Just as she was about to explain Kat and Olivia approached. Honey liked Kat, they weren’t close, as is Honey’s nature, but Honey thought the girl was nice. Olivia was a different situation. The way Honey saw it, she suddenly appeared and became real close to Mani and Olivia wasn’t ready for it. Her loss. She tilted the corner of her mouth in a small smiled at Kat’s comment about patriotisms but her brow scrunched in confusion over the terrorist comment. It stayed bunched up when Olivia made a comment towards her. When she mentioned Chad Honey couldn’t help the affectionate smile that graced her usually neutral face, ” You’ll have to ask him. I’m his biggest supporter but I don’t delve in his business. I’d lose my mind”

With that the bell rung and Honey shrugged, ” I got to get to Dance II, “ She said with a shrug, she turned to Mani, as they always walked to class together, ” Ready? “

Normani allowed herself to bask in the pleasantries she could exchange with her girls, even as the seconds ticked by before the next bell would ring, signaling that they all needed remove their asses right along lest they wanted to hear a professor's mouth. Luckily, at least for herself and Liv, Normani didn't technically have to deal with such strictness. At least not for the first period. Pamela - Mrs. Shange, the second an administrator or even the principal walks in - taught their seeing class. She was also the FIDM representative, which was why they were even allowed such informality.

Despite the pleasant thoughts, Honey bringing Chad back up was enough to remind her of what they had been discussing before the other two showed up, causing Normani's smile to dim somewhat. Knowing Chad, he was probably silently stewing, ready to combust if Chris pushed too hard. The two had already been fragile after Rick considering the fact that the former King Bee had been the official glue to hold them together. And judging by Chad's dwindling patience, there was no doubt that something big would happen before the semester was over. Too soon, however, and before they could officially get into the topic of Homecoming attire, the bell rang and Honey was ready to jet. Making sure her locker was closed, Normani shook her head at her bestie. " Wrong way for me, babe. Got class with Liv. Catch up with you later." Normani turned then to her other blonde companion. "Ready?"

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Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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Twin Day Outfit ⚾ Location: Hollywood High School ⚾ Theme Song ⚾ Mood: Haughty



Christian knew that Chad was upset with him. For what, he honest could not say. Besides, Chad didn't have the right to be mad. Christian did. Chad wasn't the one who had been slighted by one friend and then betrayed by the other. Well, technically what Chad wasn't doing was betrayal; it was inaction. But inaction meant he wasn't on Chris' side the way he wanted and that meant Chad had betrayed him, and that meant that he was the one entitled to be mad. He was the one being unfairly jaded, not the other way around.

And if he already wasn't feeling some type of way considering the fact that Chad was pulling Bitch Face #34 (I don't wanna be here, but I'm gonna deal but also show you I ain't happy at all), Lennox had to mention him.. It was one thing for Rick to not have picked an heir last year. It was not something that particularly pleased him, but Chris could deal. It was fine. It would not be the first time that a Royal took on a crown when there was no one else to take it. However, when Taylor Cunningham - and who the fuck even knew him other than Rick himself? - decided he was going to elevate himself to Royals and claim a throne he was never meant for, Chris lost it. He was absolutely livid and even had to gape at the fact that there were students who actually supported the ideal! Not fully since, if they had fully supported it, it still wouldn't be a question. But Taylor audacity was killing him! Not to mention Chad's friendship with him, the fact that Normani - the queen and the one person who actually has the power to put this bullshit power "battle" to rest - didn't detest the guy, and the face that there were people who liked Taylor more. It all aggravated a guy who was used to getting what he wanted. This shouldn't have to be a debate. Taylor was not worthy. He was not even a Royal and what kind of bone was Taylor feeding Lennox to even have him thinking that Chris would ever waste his time waiting for some chump change when he had thousand dollar bills in his pockets?

"Well, excuse the fuck outta me," Chris growled and Chad winced since Chris didn't say it none too quietly. They were much further down the hall than the girls, but they were around enough people to cause them to stare. Not that they normally didn't, which formerly made Chad flustered and unprepared. Now, he just smiled, a bit tightly and awkwardly since Chris' entire form was wracked with an irritation Lennox should have been smart enough to not elicit. "Chris, calm down. We're in the middle of the hallway," Chad muttered calmly, though the quiet hiss in his voice did not go unnoticed. Chris stared his best friend down for a moment before returning his gaze to Lennox, sneering now. "Fine, we're outta here. But if you wanna associate yourself with some bitch ass pauper, be my guest. Make sure to buy him that plastic crown from Party City. It's cheap enough to fit ya boy, right?" Chad just knew that was going to get back to Taylor, whether it was in the form of Lennox repeating it or simply because no one in the hallway didn't not know who Chris was talking about. Chris had called bullshit on Taylor's claim to the throne since August. So, he clapped a hand on his friend's back and pushed, gently, for him to go forward. "We're going. See you, Lennox." Chad said quickly and continued on down without the other guy who had stopped to wait for their mutual friend.

"You really shouldn't start anything this early in the morning," Chad intoned when they were a few steps away from Lennox and Chris shrugged, putting on a light grin. "Think I won't finish it?" The dare was burning in his eyes and for a second, putting the actual subject of their current conversation aside, Chad wanted to smirk because damn it all, that gleam had gotten him and his friends into some crazy ass adventures. However, the memory of what Honey had said earlier was still fresh in Chad's mind and his passively tense face did not change. "No, I just don't think you can handle it." It was enough to give Chris pause in the midst of their walking, making him stare at his best friend hard because there was a subliminal message there somewhere. It made him narrow his eyes own eyes only, to his shock, to realize that Chad's gaze was unwavering. Before, when Chad turned a conversation serious out of nowhere, he would turn away, distract his hands so that he wouldn't have to face it. But his gaze was steely now, alluding to a seriousness that had Chris squaring his shoulders a bit. Imperceptibly so, but enough so that Chad could feel it under his hand.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were threatening me, Ivy League," he said casually, a light smirk morphing on his face. He wasn't joking; Chad detected the lack of humor, but anyone who saw them would not have been able to tell. Chad nodded, understanding that they were not going to have a real conversation on the way to class. "No, more like a promise." It was a cool, almost detached response and Chris chuckled, shoving Chad's hand off his shoulder playfully. "Don't tell me you're getting bold now." Chad chuckled and punched Chris' shoulder, allowing himself to put his negative feelings for his best friend at the back of his mind for the moment. "Been bold. Just waiting for you to catch up, Frat Boy. Heading to class, see ya." He replied before turning to the next corner. Chris watched him, just for a moment with a slight twitch in his jaw, before heading off on his own once he saw a few of his jocks.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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She didn't "delve in his business"? What, was he some Wall Street banker who dealt in some private, serious world that they were all detached from? The last time Olivia checked, he was class president, and one that they elected. The entire point of student government was that the student body was involved, but just had a specific representative to present their requests and complaints in a formal manner. It was funny, really, that Honey thought of herself as something important because it was apparent (to Olivia, anyway) that she was already vying to be nothing more than a trophy wife. She watched as the blonde, who had now confirmed her spot as being brainless, trailed away, requesting Mani's company. Internally, Liv scoffed at the idea that the only place she would actually be considered a trophy wife would be somewhere with standards far lower than Beverly Hills. New Jersey, maybe. Give it ten years and she'll be featured as one of those housewives, I guarantee it... It wasn't fair, and Olivia knew that being so petty wasn't true to her character, but she couldn't help it sometimes. Plus, she was allowed to feel that way in her head. It would only hurt herself and those around her if she vocalized those feelings, she decided, and of course, she wasn't going to do that.

"Yeah, I'm ready," she said, her eyes only pulling away from the other blonde, who was down the hall by then, when Mani spoke. A small smile had set in on her face as Honey faded away, but it wasn't because she was that bothered by the girl being there. More so, it was a smile in response to her own inner monologue, because damn, if she couldn't verbalize those thoughts and let other people appreciate her sense of humor, someone had to appreciate it, and that someone had to be her. As she looked from Mani to Kat, the smile became more genuine, and she headed away with Mani as she glanced over her shoulder to conclude their time with Kat. "See you in marketing. Don't be late!" she advised, already too far to give the brunette the warning look that she intended to give. Out of the four girls that topped the royals group, Katherine was definitely the one who was... all over the place. A little too energetic, a little too emotional, a little too uncontrolled for her own good. Or so Olivia thought, at least. She couldn't imagine being the type of person who could cry on a dime, who was late to nearly everything, and spoke every thought that crossed her mind. It was a breath of fresh air to see that in her friend, since Normani didn't truly act that way, and Olivia would say she didn't know Honey well enough to speak on it, but that alone showed that Honey had walls up too. "Mind if I stop at my locker? I was running late today because of Kat. God, you don't know how lucky you are that you're out in Newport. I take back all of my insistences that you get a place closer to school, because you'll go crazy as me with her basically living with you," she said, her tone light and playful, the way she liked it to be with her friends. It was hard to do with Honey around, which unfortunately, seemed to be frequent, but when she didn't have to deal with a non-friend in the circle, things felt normal and easy. It allowed Olivia to feel less guarded and more comfortable.

Olivia prided herself in being organized, so it literally took less than a minute for her to unlock her locker and grab the items she needed for her first period class. "And I don't have my outfit for homecoming picked out yet either. The last day to vote for Prince and Princess is today, right?" she continued, distracted for a brief moment as she read a message from Lennox on her phone. Her expression didn't change, as with things like this, she didn't want to look like she was caught off guard or reading something that was out of the norm.

To: Knox
Image i'm not sure! maybe some shopping with the girls! too important to ask through text??

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Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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As Tyler had finished up at his locker, grabbing the essential items that he needed for the day, he turned a swift heel and bumped into someone, looking at his things fall onto the floor. "Oh, I am so sorry. I am.." His eyes scanned up to the person he had bumped into and saw that it was his brother, Taylor. "No need to apologize, bro. I know you're always in a rush to get to class, considering your perfect attendance and no tardies." Taylor said as he knelt down and helped Tyler pick up his things. "Yeah, so I need to go." Before Tyler sped off again, his brother grabbed him by the arm, which caused him to turn around. "Can we talk for a minute?" Taylor asked Tyler, who scoffed and looked down at his phone, starting a timer. "You have a minute and go." Taylor raised a brow at Tyler then shook his head.

"How many times do I have to apologize before I can get you to come back to your house?" Taylor asked but didn't give Tyler a chance to respond before continuing. "I'm sorry times a million, Tyler." Taylor pleaded as a small chime went off on Tyler's phone and he eyed his brother. "You chose your own path this year. I still care about you because you're my brother but maybe you should get to your friends before they worry." Tyler said, scanning his eyes towards Taylor's somewhat posse then grabbed his brother by the arm. "Beware of Chris, I have a bad feeling about that one." That was all Tyler said to his brother before walking off from him, Taylor walking in the opposite direction.

Taylor saw Lennox standing alone while Chris and Chad was walking away. "Hey, Knox." Taylor said, giving him a high five when he approach him. "What's up with Chad?" Taylor asked Lennox while throwing a thumb towards them. He didn't bother asking about Christian since they weren't the best of friends and both of them are wanting to be the King Bee. Taylor, as of right now, is a self proclaimed King Bee and he sure was determined to take the crown this year. Sighing to himself, his eyes fell upon Lennox and looked at him with a raised brow. "Anyways, are you ready to get to class? You know that we cannot be late again." Taylor turned a swift heel and started walking, hoping that Lennox was following. Taylor had too much going on right about now and Chris was definitely in the back of his mind.

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Raquel heard Tray's response to her question and she couldn't help but blush. She tried to hide it the best way she could but it was not even worth it since he probably saw her blush anyway. It went quiet for a moment because the stares and glances from others drifted her into a mindset that just made her think a little. She was always talked about but that's because she was a rising pop star and many people have heard her voice and said that she was really talented.

When Tray spoke again, she was pulled from her thoughts and looked up at him, listening to every word. She bit her bottom lip a little nervously. "Oh." Was all she said at first, thinking about who this mystery girl could be, unless it was her. She widened her eyes at the thought then looked back towards Tray. "I meant, oh, sounds nice. And I am sure however you ask her, she'll say yes with no problem. I mean, who wouldn't? You're Trayson Garrison." She smiled and blushed a little while still walking beside Tray.

Raquel didn't know what else to say towards Tray but instead, she wrapped her arm around his arm and heard several gasps from their peers and other people. She quickly removed it though not because of the gasps but because she didn't know how Tray felt about the motion. She then lowered her head while muttering. "Sorry. Sort of an instinct when I am walking with someone. Just ask Tyler, I do it to him all the time." She continued to mutter as she stopped in the hallway. "Well, I have to get to class. I know Tyler is probably already there and worried." She said, not really wanting to leave Tray's side at the moment.

"See you later?" She asked him after a brief, small hug then waited for his response before walking away, going to class. While on her way to class, she pulled out her cell phone and immediately texted Tyler.

To: Ty ♥
From: ♥Rocky♥
Tell me ur in class. Need 2 talk.


She hit the send button then jumped when Tyler sneaked up behind her. "Gosh. You scared me." She slapped his arm a little then wrapped her arm around his. "What's up, Raquel?" Tyler asked. "I think Tray is going to ask me to the dance. Or someone." Raquel offered Tyler the information and he raised a brow down at her. "You know it's you he going to ask. Don't sweat it and don't overthink it, sweets." Tyler said as they made it to class. "Your right. I mean, he said he wants to make it special. Better than Lennox, if you ask me." Raquel said, sliding in her desk and sitting beside Tyler. "That bastard. We never speak his name again." Tyler said while pulling out his pencil, ready to write.

Raquel sat at her desk, chin in the palm of her hand, sighing and drifting her thoughts away as she waited for class to start.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Haejin Ahn Character Portrait: Val Vitali Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Emma Sinclair Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Honey left in one direction, Olivia and Normani in the other, and Katherine in another. Spirit week made school fun... when she was with her girls. When she wasn't, she was just a single person walking around in a denim outfit that made her wish she was in New York, and not in this school building whose initials could just as easily stand for Hell High School as they did for Hollywood High School.

While the promise of a detention originally had Katherine on the path to her French class, as she got closer, she started getting antsy. The idea of sitting through a class that would feel five hours long made her stomach churn. Sure, for one period out of the day, she would actually know what was going on, but it wasn't like it was going to be enjoyable. Besides, she was a fluent French speaker. For most of her life, her father only spoke French at home, so she felt like she was basically as proficient in it as their teacher. Why should she have to waste her valuable time and energy in a class, when she knew what was being taught? It seemed useless, but Katherine wasn't the girl who had the gall to cut class on a whim... alone, at least. So, she slowed her pace, not wanting to reach the classroom just yet, as she sent a message to Val. His response would help her decide. He'd either be in a surprisingly studious mood, say he was going to class and save her from getting a detention, or he'd be the Val she knew and loved, and would agree to cut with her, save her from a period of agony, and leave her regretting the decision later on. While texting Val, she realized that Knox had texted her too. Unsurprisingly, it was about Olivia, so Katherine didn't put too much thought into her response.

To: Val
you better lmk if you plan on cutting french bc i don't want to go either and i'm NOT going if you're not going

To: Knox
are you going to buy me something nice if i help you?!?!?! #célinebag

As she walked, now heading down another hallway to give her an extra minute as she waited for Val's response, she approached the cafeteria. She recognized a lot of the people coming in and out. A few jocks said hello to her, and she smiled towards a couple of cheerleaders that she liked. However, surprisingly, the person that caught her eye most was Emma Sinclair. Normally, Kat didn't give nerds or geeks the time of day. Understandably, she had little in common with most of them, but Emma was her current math tutor, and since Katherine had a math exam today, she magically knew who Emma was again. In typical Kat fashion, she approached Emma and two of her friends, one, who she recognized as Ian, the boy who had been her history tutor the year before, and Haejin, who Kat would ignorantly tell you was "just some Chinese girl". She didn't bother with greetings or smiles, only by clutching Emma's arm to catch her attention before saying, "Emma, my algebra test is seventh period! You promise I won't fail, right?" It was said in a way where she needed that guarantee. As if it wasn't typical for Emma to spend hours helping Katherine, and them leaving off on a note where it was quite possible for her to do well, but then when it came time for the test, her mind going blank and her failing, and being distraught on why Emma hadn't went over the exact questions that were on the exam.

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Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Outfit|| Off white distressed denim button up over plain white tee,
black denim jeans,
Balenciaga Monochrome grey sneaks, and an anchor bracelet
Location || Hollywood High
Mood || Bitter

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A lapse of judgement. That’s what we’ll call it. It took Lennox a second to completely understand what just happened. But the more he thought about why the hell Chris just blew his top on him, he understood. He mentioned Taylor in front of him, which is a surefire way to lose a head or an ear or something when it comes to Chris. He and Taylor are not even close to friends and it was completely accidental. Lennox forgot entirely that Chris and Taylor aren’t really friends and the mentioning of such sent Chris off the deep end. It was an honest to goodness error but it sent Lennox into a face palm. He gets what he did was stupid but Chris’s reaction was just slightly over the top. Completely unnecessary if you ask him. Lennox awkwardly waved up to Chad as the boys were leaving, he swung himself around away from the guys departing. He took a deep sigh, and rubbed his face with his hands for a few seconds before looking up and meeting Taylor’s eyes. Tay greeted Lennox and Lennox smiled slightly, “Hey man,” Lennox acknowledged Taylor. Before he could say more, his phone started vibrating in his pocket with multiple texts. One from Olivia and one from Katherine. He decided to play it a little safer than normal and texted Kat back first.

To: Katie
Anything for you kitty Kat. Help me with Liv. Does she have a date yet?


Without texting Olivia back, he fumbled his phone around in his hands, waiting for Kat to reply. He turned his attention back to Tay. He figured he should answer his question before anyone else blew up on him. “Oh, it’s just Chris. Bad mood. As usual. You know.” He kept his answers short and choppy. No need to fuel any Tay-Chris hate fire. He nodded at Taylor’s menton of class, “Yeah, we should get going.” Lennox awkwardly smiled and started walking towards his class.




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dark denim jeans,
white sneaks, and a Panerai wrist watch
Location || Hollywood High
Mood || Excited

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Tray and Raquel continued walking by each other and continued their conversation about who Tray was going to ask to the homecoming dance. He was obviously going to ask her but he wanted it to be cute. He wanted her to feel special about the way he asked her. He wanted to bring attention to her because he felt she definitely deserved it. He looked down at her after telling her about some mystery girl and noticed a blush to her cheeks. He looked back up and smiled to himself. The fact that he was who he was made no difference to him but apparently it was a thing. Tray didn’t care that he was a jock or a royal or whatever, he cared more about his character than his reputation. “That’s silly Raq. I’m nothing special.” He scoffed – not at her but more at the idea that he was something to be impressed by.

A moment of silence was followed by an excited grip on Tray’s arm. He looked down at her when she pulled away and was slightly confused. He liked that she felt comfortable enough around him in school to hold on to him. But when she pulled away, he wondered if it was because his clique status. He wondered if she suddenly felt weird being around him because he was ‘Trayson Garrison.’ That didn’t mean anything to him, but it meant a lot to others and now he was worried it meant something to her. She started to get flustered and stumbled over her words trying to get out of the awkwardness but instead digging herself deeper in the quick sand. Tray chuckled to himself and tried to calm Raquel down, “Hey, Raq. It’s fine honestly, I liked it.” He smiled at her but it didn’t help. She hugged him, and quickly rushed away to class, but not before asking to see him later. He nodded, “Sure thing Raq, I’ll text you.” She rushed off to class before he could say anything else.

Tray smiled to the thought of asking her to the dance. He knew that she was the best fit for him. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent her a text. But he knew that he’d need more than just himself so he texted his best friend in hopes to get a little help with a plan.

To: Raq
Hey you. After school, parking lot. Meet me there. (:

To: Fergus
Ferg. Need your help with something

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Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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It was fifth period. That meant that Katherine had gotten through French, marketing, English and US government, and that she just had to get through geoscience, music appreciation, algebra and gym. Then, she had lunch last period, but that didn't even count as something real. After eighth period, she would feel done, and that was only four more periods to go. Despite being halfway done with the day though, she felt like ninth period was a lifetime away. The last of her energy had been drained during her social studies class, and it wasn't like the rest of her day was going to be easy. Right now, she had to deal with geoscience. It was one of the less popular science courses in the school, and Katherine had only selected it because she was sure that it had to be easier than physics, which was what most of her friends were taking. It definitely was easier than that, at least in terms of being less related to math, but it wasn't easy like she had been expecting it to be. There were so many notes to be copied, so many vocabulary words to be memorized, and so many papers that barely two months into the year and Katherine was questioning what had possessed her into enrolling in the course. If she wasn't taking algebra II, and more so, if she didn't have an exam in that period today, the rest of her day would have been less trying. Music appreciation was sometimes boring, but Kat liked the woman who taught the class, so it usually wasn't too bad. She wasn't athletic either, but physical education was never a course that she worried about. She could usually get away with barely moving and still get an A.

Two minutes into fifth period, and Katherine was convinced that geoscience would be the death of her. She was already watching the clock as the second hand moved at a turtle's pace. There was no way that she was going to get through the period, and she knew it. Without a second thought, her hand shot up into the air. At first, she considered asking to use the bathroom or get a drink of water from the water fountain. She didn't have to say which water fountain she was going to, so she figured that she could go to the one on the opposite side of the building and kill five to ten minutes. But killing five minutes in a fifty minute class wasn't going to do anything in the long run, so when Ms. Lee called on Katherine, she knew that a bathroom or water break wouldn't suffice. "I don't feel well. Can I go to the nurse's office?" While Ms. Lee wrote her a hall pass to the nurse's office without questioning it, as Kat gathered her things and hurried out of the room, she knew that she needed to come up with why she was feeling sick. The school nurse knew Katherine very well, and understandably so, considering that since freshman year, Katherine was in her office at least once every two days or so. At first, it was just a safe haven that she used to kill some time when she really couldn't deal with her classes. She didn't have the guts to cut classes without friends, so being able to sit in the nurse's office with an ice pack pressed to her uninjured leg for fifteen minutes was the closest thing to relief that she could get. When her eating disorder started to take over her life, her reasons for being in the nurse's office became more authentic. Her head would be spinning so fast that she would come close to passing out on a daily basis. One time, she actually did, and had to be wheeled from the gym locker room to the nurse's office. There were days when her stomach felt so twisted with hunger pains that she would tell the nurse that she was positive that she was pregnant and having contractions. Typical dramatic Katherine, but for a while, in genuine need of medical help.

This year, she was lucky that all of her nurse visits were for made up or less serious reasons, but the nurse seemed to know that too. "What's wrong today, Katherine?" Mrs. Ellis asked as Katherine took a seat on one of the chairs in the office. She had forgotten to come up with a good story on the walk over, so she just used her usual list of symptoms. "I just have, like, the worst headache of my life and I feel so dizzy and my throat hurts too. I think I might be getting the flu or something." She refused to meet Mrs. Ellis' doubtful look, because she knew that if she did, her faked distraught look would crumble into a guilty smile. She wasn't a thespian for a lot of reasons, but one was that she could not, for the life of her, lie. About most things, at least. "The flu, huh? Well, I'll take your temperature, but you can't lounge around my office all day, child. When your temperature reads normal, which we both know it will, I'll give you ten minutes to heal yourself or you can call your father and see if he'll pick you up." They both knew that the latter was not going to happen, so Katherine didn't even try to object. Her temperature read normal, as expected, and she trudged into one of the private rooms attached to the nurse's office that had beds in them. Closing the door behind her, she laid back against the hard, uncomfortable bed and pulled out her phone.

To: Knox
Sry just saw this!! But no she doesn't have a date. Not that I know of. I'm sure James is gonna ask her though. It'd be breaking tradition if he didn't :P. She never says yes to anyone!! You know that!

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Emma Sinclair Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin

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Anything was better than sitting in class, but two minutes in the private room in the nurse's office and Katherine was bored. She wasn't antsy to leave, because once she left, she'd have to head back to geoscience, but the bed she was lying on was uncomfortable, she wasn't actually tired or sick, and she wasn't the type of person who could fall asleep on a whim, especially knowing that in a few minutes, she would be kicked out. So, with the door shut and Mrs. Ellis being lenient with in-school phone use, Katherine kept her phone out after texting Knox the first time, and texted some of her other friends. They were nothing but typical Katherine texts, where she was bored and looking for someone to keep her attention, even though she knew that they were all in class. The last text, one that was sent to Emma, didn't necessarily fall under the category of a text to a "friend" but right now, Katherine was more anxious for her to respond than any of the others. She knew Emma would never take the test for her, because not only did it go against the morals she was sure the girl possessed, but obviously, her teacher would realize that it was Emma sitting there taking the exam instead of Katherine. It wasn't like they could pass as identical twins.

To: Hailey
let's do something fun after school

To: Olivia
i'm bored and tired :( tell mama yolanda to pick me up.

To: Mani
hiiiiiiii!

To: Knox
but she likes disneyland! we should all go!!!!

To: Emma
can you plz take the test for me 7th period. i don't know anything i forget all of it and you know everything about math

It was of no surprise to Kat that minutes passed without a response to any of the messages. She knew that Olivia, Normani and Hailey were in science classes, Knox was in French and Emma... well, Kat didn't know what her schedule consisted of, but she imagined that whatever class it was in, it was something difficult. So, after another few minutes of scrolling through Instagram, Twitter and Facebook, and then posting a "save me" selfie to Snapchat, she was over her time in the nurse's office and was ready for a change of scenery. She slipped her phone into her bag, just as the door to the room was pushed open and Mrs. Ellis motioned for her to get up. "Out, out, out, Katherine! I've got at least one kid on the way with a bloody nose who's going to need this room more than you!" the woman said, a bit frantically, as she pressed her hand against Katherine's back to quicken the girl's pace as she left. "Kids these days! Always fighting!" Obviously, Katherine didn't think that this kid she was speaking of was suffering a bloody nose because Honey had punched him, or that the other kids involved in the fight were Honey or Chad. She hurried out of the office, too grossed out with the idea of seeing the bloody faced kid that was probably on his way down, to want to see who it was. Before heading back to geoscience, she made a stop in the bathroom to fix her hair. Before leaving, she sent a text out in her friend group's group chat.

To: Mani, Liv, Honey
Omg there was another fight.... we literally might as well live in like detroit or something with how rowdy people are in this school this year..

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Maya Lima Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Haejin Ahn Character Portrait: Daniel Jensen Character Portrait: Val Vitali Character Portrait: Morgan Lane Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington Character Portrait: Jada Johnson

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Location: Hollywood High School ♕ Theme Song ♕ Mood: Aggravated (Shared)



Normani was unyielding when the group entered the nurse's office first, not even allowing Anthony to take a step inside. He stared her down for only a second before her steely gaze sent him right down the hall. He could lick his wounds like a little bitch when he was at home, but she would be damned if he was allowed to come into the nurse's office. Of course, all under the guise that "We wouldn't want to increase the likelihood of a second round in one of the neatest rooms in the entire building" just to get the nurse to stop giving her a bitch face just for being there. Not that Normani planned to stay the entire time or even walk the couple to the main office. She had class and Chris, despite having class, probably wasn't going to head back so late in the period. She didn't respond to Honey's exclamation about people considering her white trash or even that Olivia would try to get Hailey to replace Honey as a royal. Nobody replaced anyone without the final decision being left to Normani. And it would be a cold day in hell before she EVER allowed some random chick to suddenly be considered one of her besties, which was what all - or at least, the majority - of the Royals were. Best friends to their liege. It just so happened that Normani was the only one who was actually in power and again, she would be damned.

While Normani and Chris lingered by the opening of the nurse's office, Chad sat, feeling more guilty about being in trouble than for what he had done to actually get in trouble, hating the way the alcohol burned again his skin. The corner of his mouth quirked, instinctively, at Honey remarking that they would look badass. He also, shoving away his earlier frustration, did not hesitate in kissing her back regardless of the cough from the nurse. "Really, you two?" She snapped and finally, Honey pulled away so that the older woman could get a better inspection of him. Which only made him groan. "Cat..." he began in the middle of her plea to Normani, but Normani turned to him a sharp stare. "Shut it, Boy Scout." He could only bristle at her for the nickname, a rarity in and of itself unless she said it with a grin. "Just...wanted to tell her not to talk about herself like that," he said quietly, though the other three could hear him clearly. Normani just ignored it and Chris smirked lightly.

"Done," Normani finally said and shared a small look with Chris to which he only nodded. "Keep me posted on what the deliberation is and don't forget, beach party tomorrow." Hugging her bestie quickly, Normani finally tossed a gentle smile Chad's way. "Try not to take on any more missions, Batman. You don't have your trusty sidekick anymore." Finished with her partings, Normani headed back to class, but not without asking for a pass from the nurse. Chris nodded to Honey tensely, forgetting all about his typical flirtatious remarks in favor of turning to his own best friend. "Don't worry about a thing, Chad. We'll get it straightened out."



3: 10 || Ninth Period

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Location: Hollywood High School: Cafeteria ♕ Theme Song ♕ Mood: Devious



By the time the senior lunch period came around, most students were ready to go home. Particularly Normani who was already done with the excitement of the day. As soon as she made it out of her Physics class with Olivia and the others, she instructed all of her followers to find every hint of footage from the fight and delete them, sending each and every proof to her as a means to confirm that they all had been deleted elsewhere. It took until their lunch period, but it was enough to appease her mind. Once she got from cheer practice (which, for only the third time in her entire all-star cheerleading career that she actually did not want to go), she could place all of the footage on a single flash drive that she could hide unless she found a way to use it against Anthony in the near or later future. If he knew any better, he would make it later. Much, much later. Afterwards, she finalized the tweets and Snaps about her throwing a beach party for tomorrow since that was the next Spirit Week theme, a means of distraction for everyone else. Small moves, but enough to get the - for lack of better terms - "lesser" students to think about something else. However, despite the tame quality to her latest machinations, Normani was not done with Anthony. She made a promise and she was going to bury the situation. But before then, she sent out a few text messages.

To: Danny
Study date 2nite or nah?

To: Honey
Update plz

To: Angel, Camila, Chelsea
Don't forget ur cheer candy duties 2day

To: Liv, Kat
Headin 2 caf now

"I pretty much convinced coach already to bench him for the rest of the semester," Chris explained as they stepped into the cafeteria together. Normani normally made an entrance with her girls and she was going to spot them soon enough, but she had immediately run up on Christian the second she got out of eighth period. "He's pretty much fucked for the year. Coaches can't scout a bench-warmer." Normani was not satisfied. As anyone knew, messing with someone she cared about was one of the biggest mistakes a person could make. She was the one who stayed on top of any and everything. She had more dirt on the student body than a child wearing white tennis shoes on the baseball field did, and that was saying something. Despite her own band of followers, Normani received intel from students just begging to be acknowledged by her, even though she was privy to greeting all of her subjects. And that's what the students were at the moment - subjects. And she had a lesson to teach them - even if it meant making an example out of Anthony McLaughlin.

"Well, I want more," she said quickly, a hand on Christian's chest so that he wouldn't step any further into the line formed where the food was being served. She seemed to take her time in allowing her eyes to rake up Christian's muscled form before meeting his gaze. Which had his palms feeling suddenly more warm than they needed to be. He was nervous. He couldn't tell if Normani actually liked what she saw or was simply mulling over how to destroy him. Somehow, he thought it was both. "What I want is to make sure that the next time a no-neck fucker lays a hand on one of mine, the only thing on his mind is the cold chill of fear for how much more hurt he's gonna be than them." Christian didn't react for a moment, just because he couldn't read Normani. She rarely asked for violence and the other jocks could do so; they've done so. But she has never asked for it before. However, a small smirk flitted across his face as he stared down at his suddenly - though, not unsurprisingly so - sexy ex-girlfriend. "Playing with the dark side, aren't you Mani?" She shouldn't be influencing his flirtation, but that didn't stop Normani from discreetly playing with the lapels of Christian's jacket before allowing those same slender fingers to trail up his firm, covered chest. She paid no mind to the classmate nearby who had to gawk at the very obvious seduction. "Oh, baby, this ain't dark. Dark is my making it so that your boy Tony can never walk the halls of HHS ever again," she practically purred, batting her thick lashes up at him only for a moment before grinning and leading Christian over to the line.

"But see, he'll walk. I want him to, but only to gain the satisfaction of knowing that for every step he takes down a hallway, there's fear. And he remembers that the next time he steps out of the line I placed him in, there won't be mercy. I protect what is mine - we protect what is ours." It was a bold move, using them as a "we" when she had made it clear that she was not going to call Christian her man nor her King. However, stroking his ego just enough with the same amount of flirtation got the job done because his gorgeous eyes flashed hungrily before his smirk turned into a wolfish grin. "Consider it done." Normani only smiled brightly, ruffled his hair and then leaned up to kiss him on the cheek swiftly. "Thanks, babe." Ready to step away, Normani settled her gaze on the same classmate that eyed them in surprise and offered them the sweetest of smiles as she said, "You might wanna pick up your jaw off the ground, honey. You might choke on all the flies swarming around ya."

Satisfied, Normani eyed the cafeteria for her crew and found Liv and Kat entering the large room. Luckily for her, she was not one of the cheerleaders who had to run the Cheer Candy fundraiser today. They had a schedule and she had already manned it with a few choice cheerleaders yesterday, and would do so again on Friday. So, she had no need to rush over to her girls, though she stole a picture of them in the process of keeping an eye out for her crew. She would post it on Instagram later during the evening and send it to the chronicle for pics of the week. She made it her mission to traipse over to them, the naturally seductive sway in her hips a sight for sore eyes as she finally Kat and Liv. "Let's go put in our final Homecoming Prince and Princess, and then eat outside. Clifton's bringing our orders from Health Nut in five and it actually feels great out there right now. Besides, I've been in this building too long and I'm suffocating."

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Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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She was quite relieved that classes were finished for the day and she could go to the cafeteria, eat a quick lunch then go home. Well, meet Tray in the parking lot then go home. She swooned at the thought of meeting Tray then bit her lower lip while she stopped at her locker, placing her books inside then grabbing her purse and slung it over her shoulder. She didn't have any work to do after school because she had already did it in class. Typical Raquel. She looked over towards Tyler's locker and saw him putting his things up and smiled softly towards him. Raquel started her walk over there towards him as he closed his locker and looked at her, smiling, as well. "Sorry about earlier." Tyler instantly said as Raquel shook her head.

"No, I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have pried but you know me." She said with a sigh afterwards then linked her arm with his as she stood beside him now. "Let's forget about it. Lunch?" She questioned towards him with a raised brow. "Yeah, lunch. Thank god, too." Tyler said as they walked side by side, arm in arm and eventually made it to the cafeteria, where they bumped into Lennox. "Oh, excuse us." Raquel studied the male's features then rolled her eyes with a scoff. "Or better yet, don't." She tugged Tyler's arm and went to grab a plate as both of their phone went off. It was a text from Chad saying that he was going missing in action for a bit and asking them if they were okay.

"Weird." Tyler muttered as Raquel nodded her head then went to typing on her phone keyboard, replying to the text and Tyler followed suit.

To: Chad
From: Raquel
Okay. And yes, I am fine. How are things with you? Everything okay?


To: Chad
From: Tyler
Take it easy, bro! By the way, need to fill me in on what happened.


"I hope everything is okay." Tyler said as they sent their messages and Raquel squealed as her eyes locked on Tray. "Sorry." She looked up and said to Tyler, who was wiggling his finger in his ear. "What? Can't hear you!" Tyler said with a chuckle then turned to see Tray. "Come on." Again, Raquel dragged Tyler over to where Tray was and smiled widely and brightly. "Hey. So, how was your day?" She'd ask him then remove her arm from around Tyler's while looking at a student's plate of food, making a disgusted face then looked between Tray and Tyler. "I say we go somewhere to eat. Yeah?" She offered to them both, rocking on the balls of her feet. "I'm down." Tyler agreed then they both looked towards Tray, awaiting his reply.

Raquel was actually nervous but a bit anxious as to what Tray had wanted with her in the parking lot. She couldn't help but taunt towards Tray at this point since the thought crossed her mind, again. "And we'll be in the parking lot, too, Tray." She winked towards him but still waited for his reply before her and Tyler started walking towards the doors of the cafeteria.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood

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Taylor eyed Normani as she was speaking towards him, hearing her simple answer to his first question then continued listening. "Good thing they're both okay though." He interjected as she mentioned something about a party and a mass text. "I didn't get a text." Taylor muttered as he pulled out his phone and read the message from Chad. With a raised brow, Taylor looked at Normani then nodded his head. "Got it." As she somewhat dismissed him, Taylor responded to Chad's text since he kind of embarrassed himself in front of the Queen Bee.

To: Chad
From: Taylor
Fine here. Thanks. R u and Honey good tho?


He sent the message then walked over towards Lennox and saw that his brother and Raquel just left from beside him. "What's up, man? Pretty eventual day, huh?" Taylor said while looking over at his brother and Raquel, briefly before looking at Lennox. "So glad that school is almost over with today. You got plans tonight?" Taylor asked him then noticed Tray had entered the cafeteria. He gave him a welcoming head nod then turned his attention back towards Lennox.

"I know Mani mentioned something about her party sometime soon." Taylor offered towards him then still awaited to hear his responses to his questions.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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Jameson ended his first eight periods with a ton of assignments, so he knew that it would benefit him more to just go home after eighth period. The social side of him made him want to flock to the cafeteria with the rest of the Royals, or even catch up with some jocks and head to the pizzeria down the block, but he was being surprisingly responsible today. He decided to go home and take the extra hour to work on his assignments because he knew that come tomorrow, with Mani's party and all of that, there was no way that he was going to have the drive to do a single assignment, no matter how heavy it weighed in his class average.

As he headed out to the parking lot, he passed by some Hipster asking another one to homecoming, and it reminded him of his dilemma with Olivia. She (and Normani) had refused to give him a real answer on whether she would come with him or not. A lot of the Royal guys told him that he was friendzoned, and that if she hadn't directly said yes at this point, then he should just take it as a no and ask another girl. It wasn't like James didn't have any other options. There were Preps that would go with him, probably some cheerleaders, or if he wanted to have a fun night, certainly an Animal or two would be willing too. He didn't want any other option, though. This was his senior year, and he'd be damned if he ended up going with someone he didn't actually care about! Besides, he didn't see why Olivia wouldn't go with him in the first place. They were close friends, so it wasn't like she could claim that they wouldn't have a good time together. She had to know that he would be willing to wear any color bow tie or tie that she wanted to match her dress. Maybe she didn't know this as much, but he'd drop his funny guy, never-serious act too if that was what she wanted. He thought it was obvious that he wanted something serious with Liv, so wasn't it clear that he could be a serious man if she thought he was too childish at this point? He hoped so, but the doubt in his mind had him sending out a couple of texts before he pulled out of the high school's parking lot.

To: Olivia
Seriously, Liv! Will you go with me Saturday? I promise I'll think of some extra cheesy way to ask you for the classic Instagram post

To: Katherine, Normani
Tell Liv to come to homecoming w me............................

To: Chris, Lennox, Sam, Chad, Val, Tray, Taylor
Just a heads up that I asked Olivia to Homecoming and she said yes... so one less girl on the market for you guys. Good luck.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Val Vitali Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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The Preps rarely ever ate in the cafeteria. Most of the time, they didn't stay on campus during ninth period, but if they did, they would eat in the courtyard. Today, most of them traveled off campus, and once they sorted out the plans, Sam left with three other preps, Cody, Julie and Devin in his Range Rover. They were head tho The Rooftop Grill at The Montage Hotel, a spot that Sam felt was decent for lunch. He was in the mood for their organic roasted chicken breast meal, so when Cody insisted on it, he didn't object. However, as they boarded into his car, he sent out an invitation to a few non-preps, and the one prep who has shocked the world by getting suspended.

To: Chad
Prove your wounds aren't that bad and come grab food w the crew at The Montage. Tell Honey to come too!

To: Chris
Trade in ur football jersey for a dress shirt for an hour and come eat at The Montage man

To: Jameson, Lennox, Taylor, Trayson
Eating w some ppl at The Montage if you're hungry and friendless, which wouldn't surprise me

He did intentionally keep Chris out of the group message that went out to Taylor, Jameson, Lennox and Trayson. Not only was he close with Chris, and already had a single chat with him that didn't take too much scrolling to find, but he also knew it wasn't smart to include him in the same chat as Taylor. Calling them not friends seemed like an understatement this year, with both guys vying for the top male seat in Hollywood High School's social hierarchy. Before driving, he couldn't resist sending a text to Angelina, who he was heavily considering finally sealing the deal with this weekend, and sleeping with. It wasn't like the ball was in his court that much, where he could just declare he wanted to fuck her and it would magically happen, but it just seemed like something that would happen eventually. He was sure that once he turned on the charm, it would happen. It wasn't like they hadn't gotten close before. He also decided to response to the group chat that Jameson had started earlier with most of the A-list guys, and send a text to Normani and Catalina.

To: Angelina
I want to pregame with you and your girls tomorrow ;). You're coming to Mani's. Meet at my house. No buts.

To: Normani
SMH I don't even get an apology for you ignoring me today in the science wing? Hurting my feelings over here, Mani.

To: Catalina
You corrupting my boy lol? If so, I approve.

To: Chris, Lennox, Jameson, Chad, Val, Tray, Taylor
Damn, alright, Blondie's outta the pool. Who else do we have that's fair game? Lol Taylor didn't you dress up as a minion with that girl? She your date? #score

He knew that it was Taylor's twin who had dressed up as a minion with Raquel, but especially with Chris in the chat, he figured that making fun of him a bit would lighten the mood, even if he meant it harmlessly.

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Character Portrait: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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The term bat shit crazy is something that was roaming the halls of Hollywood High like a virus. Whispers among students had grown ten-fold and it seemed that no one cared about keeping their thoughts and opinions to themselves. The whispers had grown to fully audible murmurs that resonated through the halls of the high school. Everyone seemed to had lost their mind in a matter of a seven-hour day. It was quite terrifying actually how quickly everyone had turned on each other and the school year had barely even begun.

Tension was high between everyone. Friends seemed to be turning on each other as though there was a disgusting plague that infested everybody. Seemingly, true emotions and opinions were coming out once and for all and everyone seemed to be acting upon them. And the tension was so thick, it created a fog that clouded everyone’s judgement. Fights were breaking out; friendships were breaking; the day was a complete disaster.

Both Lennox and Tray knew little of what was going on around them. Tray knew just enough of what had happened because Honey had sent out a text, to him included, explaining what happened. He was a little shocked to hear about what happened, but he can’t say he was all that surprised. Honey wasn’t the type of person to sit around and let shit happen to her. She’d fight back with all her might, and Chad… well, Chad wouldn’t let anything happen to Honey. It seemed as though everything in the world was happening today.
Lennox received a text that infuriated him to a certain degree. Did James actually think that Lennox would believe that Olivia would say yes to him? The girl was not that desperate for a date to say yes to James Page. Not that James Page was a bad guy to like, but above Lennox Atwood? That simply wasn’t a thing that he would let happen. He disregarded the text entirely with the roll of his eyes and sent a text back to James and the group.

To: Chris, James, Sam, Chad, Val, Taylor
Sure ya did bud, have fun with that


Lennox knew he was running out of time. If James really did ask Olivia out to the dance, he’d want to hear it from her. He figured the best way to get the answer out of her was to send her a text, so he scrolled through his phone until he found Olivia’s name and sent her a text.

To: Liv
Liv! Heard the news, congrats on getting asked to the dance by Jimmy James!!


Perhaps Lennox was messing with the bull in this situation, but he was going to wait for the horns to come his way before he packed away from this fight. Knox truly believes there’s no one else more worthy for Olivia than him. It’s entirely an irrational thought but Knox refuses to believe anything else. The pedestal is high for Lennox this time. Lennox made his way around campus looking for his friends before his phone went off again with a few texts from Sam. He never understood why Sam insisted on being friends with everyone and inviting everyone to everything. More particularly he didn’t get Sam’s friendship with Tray.




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Tray’s day was as busy as always. His friends were starting brawls with other people and tension was rising hour by hour. Before he knew it the entire Royals Class had created issues within the clique and the drama was quickly ensuing. Tray did his best to stay out of the trouble. He didn’t like getting involved in other people’s problems to begin with, but even more than that he didn’t like to be at any root of trouble. He had too much at stake to get involved in anything that caused suspensions or the likes of such. When the text came from Honey, it made Tray chuckle to himself. Mostly out of amusement of the fact that Honey tried to fight a guy. He didn’t expect Anthony to punch back though – didn’t take him for a woman beater but Anthony always has been the type of guy Tray kept his distance from.

The day went on seemingly fast, however. Tray barely had enough time to round Fergus together to help him with his plan. In between classes, however, the two would meet in the class to pass notes, plans, and ideas. Tray’s idea was to create a promposal for Raquel out in the parking lot. He wanted it to be something cute but not too over the top. The two weren’t dating after all, but perhaps this could have been the segway into that relationship.

Tray skipped two of his classes today in order to get everything together for his asking Raquel to homecoming. He went out and got a few bouquets of roses and used those to write out Homecoming? right in front of her car. He recruited the help of Fergus to stand by and watch the roses to make sure nothing happened to them. At lunch time, Tray met up with Raquel once again. The teasing was cute but Tray just wanted Raquel out in the parking lot so she could see the message Tray left for her. “So why not head out there? We should take your car Raq.” Tray smiled and winked back at her as he joined Raquel and Tyler out to the parking lot.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn

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Olivia looked at Normani imploringly, as she first dismissed the fight with Katherine, and then explained her situation with Daniel. Liv loved Mani. She really did. The girls got along well, even if they were both strong headed enough to not always agree on things. Their methods were often different, but it hadn't ruined their friendship in the four years they had known each other, and Olivia doubted it would any time soon. However, it wasn't like Olivia loved every aspect of Normani. She had a great amount of respect for the girl, but sometimes she felt like she wasn't the cold hearted one out of the group. That title fell on the Queen more than her, in her mind, because just as Mani could be loving one moment, it seemed like she could switched to being an icy bitch the next minute. And for Olivia, it seemed different than how she acted, because she didn't think she could ever really treat her friends the way Mani sometimes did. Like how easy it was for her to snap at Katherine, and not snap at her and just tell her to watch herself and not speak about her friends that way, but really dig into her deep. Well, Mani was technically right that she had only insulted Hailey, but it was an indirect insult to Katherine too. You're judged by the company you keep, so if she thought Hailey was such a whore, or so unworthy of Mani's friendships, than it at least spoke of Kat's tastes. Of course, though, Katherine was more caught up in how Mani's words affected her, so she seemed to have been more offended by Mani "yelling" at her. In Katherine's world, any sort of tone that was above a whisper would be construed as yelling if it was shutting her down.

Olivia supposed that maybe she was just feeling defensive of Kat, like Mani felt of Honey, but sometimes when Mani went into Queen Bee mode, she was a bitch. It was probably something that Mani would admit herself, but the charm of it wore off for Olivia a lot of the time. It was like the friend in Mani disappeared sometimes... but at the same time, maybe it didn't disappear, but was just being directed towards her other friends. That had Olivia wondering if she was really bothered by Mani's personality, or the fact that Mani had other friends... specifically Honey, and that Liv didn't like her, so maybe she didn't take Honey's feelings into consideration in the whole thing.

"Our friend," Olivia corrected her, a smile on her face as she eyed her friend. "But you're right. It doesn't matter who's clinging to your arm if you aren't looking good. My date's going to be whatever outfit I find, I think. Going with a date seems so overrated, but you better let me know how this little study date goes tonight with Daniel. Figure out if it is a phase or not," she suggested, as if it was as easy as that. Olivia didn't hate the idea of Normani being something with Daniel, but she didn't fully support it either. Even though it wasn't her in Mani's shoes, it scared her for Mani. She saw a lot of herself in Mani, and vice versa, and being close friends with her made her feel like the girl's hurt was her hurt. If some nerd, who in Liv's eyes, had nothing exceptional to offer, hurt Mani, she would hate herself for letting it happen, and she wondered if it was even worth the risk. "Not trying to kill the mood, so don't hate me, but Christian is a definite no? What about Sam or Lennox? Someone who we at least know?"

To: Lennox
Hahaha no congrats needed :P. I told him I'd go as friends!

To: Katherine
take a nap

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Maya Lima Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Daniel Jensen Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Amaris Amador Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington Character Portrait: Jada Johnson Character Portrait: Dominic Fissolo Character Portrait: Hunter Lucas Character Portrait: Bridget Lucas Character Portrait: Rhiannon Prinsloo Character Portrait: Casper Siyansky

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Outfit || Location: Normani Devereux's Home || Theme Song || Mood: Optimistic


"I love you...I do. I know...I-I-I know I don't say it often enough, but never doubt that. And never doubt that I don't blame you for earlier - for any of this. I just...you want to be Catalina right now and I just wanna forget that the last few hours just happened. Can we do that?"

That was what Chad had had to say about the situation yesterday and that was honestly how he wanted to leave it for now. While the reasonable and logical human being inside of him understood the importance of having the conversation his girlfriend had been trying to conduct, a rather petulant version of himself - which had taken on the outer visage that Catalina had to confront - was adamant to leave it where it was. Yesterday. Or...well, at the time, it had been earlier in the day yesterday, but now he was definitely not in the mood to confront the events of the day before. No, he wanted to actually enjoy a party. He wanted to drink (and did Chadwick Arsenault drink often? Abso-fucking-lutely not, but he was gonna do it today!) and laugh at some of his classmates (because knowing Chris' goofy ass, he would be the main one trying to belly-dance) trying to belly-dance, maybe even partake in some hookah. Who knew? The point was that no, he did not want to talk. No, he did not want to acknowledge the rage at which he had attacked Tony. That also meant not wanting Honey to change, in any way since he had fallen in love with her for being herself, not because he wanted to eventually change who that person was. Kinda defeated the purpose, if you asked him.

Of course, that meant asking him and he wasn't even answering his own girlfriend, so...shit out of luck going once...twice...sold and totally forgotten.

Which was good for him because soon enough he was parking a little down the street from Normani's home. It shouldn't have been a surprise that after only thirty minutes of her Arabian Nights themed beach party that the party was already all over social media with people posting pics of themselves with Hijabs (which a few of the Muslim and Arabic students had been privy to not doing because of reasons), henna tattoos, hookah vapors all around them, and going on and on about how great the party was. Hell, he could hear the music from where he was helping Honey out of the car. If Normani never made it in the fashion industry, as Chad had told her several times over, she could easily go into event planning because she never held back with a party. Plus, she had chosen a great venue considering there was ample space between her home and others, with her only being connected to the nearby few through the sandy pathway leading from the back of her home down to the beach where a few smaller homes were situated.

Once Honey was out, he linked hands with his girlfriend and made their way closer to the house, bumping fists (totally random, mind you since he could only recognize the guys from a guy classes and definitely not by name) with a few guys and waving at some female classmates. Seeing everyone else go a certain path while others stood around in the beautiful lawn with cups in their hands and conversing, he turned to his girlfriend with a small smile. "Mani's probably still upstairs beautifying herself, or so she would say. Do you want to go wait for her or head down to the beach with everyone else?"


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Outfit ⚾ Location: Normani Devereux's Home (Beach) ⚾ Theme Song ⚾ Mood: Entertained



Yes, Christian Hernandez was having a great fucking time. After helping the hostess herself out earlier in the day with overseeing setting up, making sure DJ Morse Code was good and comfortable, and test-tasting (which didn't really need to happen, but both Christian and Mani liked food so this was bound to happen) the absolutely mouth-watering foods, he had really just lounged around at a friend's house in the neighborhood until the party. Lounging meaning that he shot a few hoops, watched a movie or two, and had a bit of a video game session before showering for a second time and getting ready. Which didn't take long since, considering the fact that Christian wasn't a girl that would do the utmost at a beach party, it was a beach party. All he needed was a pair of orange Dan Ward swim shorts, a plain white muscle tee that had been thrown off about fifteen minutes ago, and a pair of Dan Ward sandals that happened to have a bit of wet sand in them at the moment - and Chris was good.

He was even better now that he and a few jocks had successfully thrown a few of the squealing Prep girls (and one of their guys since he wanted to be a prissy little bitch) into the crashing waves, with all of them coming up sputtering and screeching out playful threats. Chris high-tailed it the fuck outta dodge, heading back to one of the lounges so as not to get attacked by pissed off girls who should have remembered that being near water meant actually getting wet. Once there, he smirked at a few girls sitting and gossiping, while pulling out his phone to check on a few of his people.

To: Angel
Don't tell me ur 2 good to come 2 a party now?

To: Chad, Dom, James, Lennox, Sam, Tray
Dudes, this party is 2 live for me 2 c none of u yet

To: Mani
Ur subjects are waiting, ur majesty


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Outfit ♕ Location: Normani Devereux's Home (Bedroom) ♕ Theme Song ♕ Mood: Exuberant



While Normani was more than ready to get to her guests and be amidst the fun and just good energy she had noted from the second people started arriving at four, she had returned to her room with Liv and Kat to actually finish getting ready. She had been adamant earlier that every detail be perfect, even with the fire show that would go on at around half past six in the evening. Just when sunset was happening so that it would be dark enough for the show to actually be entertaining and not just random, and her showing off. Not that she wasn't showing off (since come on, she was fucking amazing! Her showing off was equivalent to a lot of girls doing too damn much, just with her...ya know, doing it better) considering when was the last time Normani had even thrown a party at her own home, let along have all the details she had set up? As promised, she had gotten her girls, along with her loyal followers, manicures and pedicures. Hell, to be nice since they had all helped with setting up and being the first to sample the henna artists, she had allowed them all two glasses of her Pernod Ricard Perrier-Jouët champagne during lunch. And Liv and Kat would be the first to tell you - Normani did not serve such an expensive item just willy-nilly.

So, while everyone else was making their way down the dimly-lit pathway from her home to the beach where large lounges were set up with soft cushions, various draperies of jewel tones, and hookah and music lingering in the air around them, Normani was in her bedroom, fully dressed and putting on the final touches to her attire. Her own henna tattoos had been done earlier. "For the record, you can't even say I didn't warn you this time around about what I was wearing," she decided to toss over her shoulder in the direction of her closet's main entrance where Liv and Kat were still in her bedroom, fixing up the last of her eye makeup. The strapless, aqua-colored bandeau bikini she wore emphasized the absolutely flawless figure she held and a semi-sheer sarong was held comfortable on her curvy hips. Her hair had been finished just after her shower earlier and a gold-tone filigree heart crown head piece sat on her head regally, bringing together the hint of Arabian royalty that Normani was going for. Plus, there was something about wedges (or heels, in general) that had her feeling absolutely flawless. She had even changed her bellybutton ring for the occasion.

"You girls ready? Lauren just told me more people are showing up and there is a Long Island Iced Tea that is just screaming my name at this point," she said, walking out of her very spacious closet to confront her very gorgeous best friends.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin

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Living in California meant that for the majority of the months of the year, going to the beach was always an option. You always had to be swimsuit ready and in reality, that had never been a problem for Katherine. Her figure was always on point, even if she didn't always think that way. Usually, she was fine with modelling swim suits or revealing clothes because she had the comfort of knowing that the image would be photoshopped, whether she looked spectacular or not. In real life, she was a lot more self conscious of her body. This past summer, she had done really well with staying healthy and feeling comfortable at the same time. For a while, she was sure that remission from her eating disorder really was a possibility, and she was more hopeful than she had ever been in her life. Days in bathing suits that were more public than just lounging in her yard with Olivia were strenuous, but not to the point that she had reached before, where she literally just wanted to die. Unfortunately, for the first time in a while, Katherine was really that overwhelmed again. Picking out an outfit for one of Normani's parties was usually a fun and exciting task for Kat, who adored shopping and clothes in general. All it took was her trying on one swim suit that didn't fit her properly the day before, though, to make her mood crumble. For a few hours, she insisted that she just wasn't going to come to the party. In her mind, nothing fit her well, she was going to look atrocious, and it was going to be the worst day of her life. At one point, when he friends insisted that she was being ridiculous and had to come, she snapped that she would either have to show up naked or in a wet suit, then, because no bathing suit on Earth looked right on her.

Even when she did collect herself enough to realize that she could put together a decent outfit if she just calmed down, there was no way that she was going to be daring to wear anything other than black, the most slimming color of all. She ended up in a classic triangle bikini, the only kind of bikini that she felt did her non-existent chest any good, a lace coverup and black wedges. Black and Onyx were going to have to be the same thing for tonight, she told herself (and the girls).

After champagne at lunch, and three mixed drinks after that (just to make sure the bartender knew what he was doing, she would insist), Kat was in a good enough mood where her insecurities were silenced for the moment, and she hoped that they would stay that way. "Oh. My. God," Kat gushed dramatically, standing from the edge of Mani's bed that she had been resting on as she waited for the girl to reappear from the closet. "You look amazing and that color is to die for on you." Katherine was always dramatic, but her words weren't inauthentic or backed up by some faulty desire for Mani to like her like a lot of her followers were. Her display of moodiness the day before didn't speak to it, but normally, Katherine was one of the most exuberant and energetic Royals in the group. She couldn't always convince herself that she looked good, but she'd spend the evening making sure her friends knew that they were the hottest people on the planet if she felt that way. "But yeah, I'm so ready to go down and mingle. As long as none of those fire spinning, throwing, whatever they do people don't set me on fire, tonight is definitely going to have good vibes. I'm so excited, let's go!" Katherine insisted, but not before snapping two photos, one of Liv, and one of Mani, when they weren't looking and posting them to Snapchat with the captions "candid #1 of the night" and "candid #2 of the night". She also texted Lennox and Hailey, to make sure that her other friends were there too.

To: Knox
you better be here! liv's all ready for her man ;D

To: Hailey
are you here?!?!?!

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Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington Character Portrait: Dominic Fissolo

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Sam arrived to Mani's parties with a couple of other preps, and after hearing that some fun was going on down on the beach, a few of them, including Sam, headed down there. They got there at the end of some fun that the jocks were having with the Prep girls, which resulted in a lot of soaked girls, most in their actual outfits and not stripped down to their actual bikinis. The sight brought a grin to Sam's face, but he didn't let the rush of excitement come over him for long enough to shut his quick thinking mind down. Within seconds, he hurried over to one of the girls, Tiffany Bradshaw, and offered her the thick, white towel. After ten minutes of small talk, all he got was a peck on the cheek and a thank you, but he knew that once a few drinks hit the girl's system, he'd get a first class invitation to tear that tiny red bikini off of her. It certainly didn't reflect the classy, proper and well-mannered prep that Sam was to the world, but he couldn't resist rubbing it in to his boys once he saw that Chris had sent out a message in the group chat.

To: Chris, Chad, Dom, James, Lennox, Tray
Got here just in time to cop a feel on Tiffany after one of you pushed her into the ocean and she needed her knight in shining armor to help her dry off. Mani should've made this an all white theme. Would've made girls in soaked clothes a lot more fun but I'll take what I can get.

To: Angel
Should I be offended that three ANIMALS ditched ME last night for dinner or do you have a good explanation?

He was walking back up towards the lawn area as he sent the text, and now, he was alone. He considered following it up with another text, asking where Christian was, but it wasn't needed because within a minute, he spotted the Royal seated in one of the lounges. As he slowly headed that way, he made a note of how well Mani had done with this party. Not like he expected anything less, but still, he knew that it was always important to take a moment to appreciate the work that went into these parties. One like this was setting the year up for success, since everyone at their school was in the mindset where one party had to top the next, and anything topping this had to be really good. "Look who it is! Chris, my boy!" Sam smirked as he sat down next to Christian. "And without a drink in hand? Really? Your coach convince you quarterbacks only drink Gatorade, or you just being a little bitch tonight?" he taunted playfully, while waving over a woman who seemed to be taking drink orders to put in at the bar.

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Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Jameson Page Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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“Greg, I can’t thank you enough for this.” Living with a brother who had a severe disability was not easy. Especially when Tray did it all on his own, while still in high school, and working a full time job. If it wasn’t for Greg, Tray would still be out on the streets barely getting by – or worse, not getting by at all. Greg came into Tray’s life just when it seems there was little left of life for him and his brother. He was the rescue that Tray and Jamie were waiting for from their father than never came. Instead, Greg was the one to pick the boys up off the streets and get them back on their feet.

“Tray, I’ve told you man, it’s my pleasure. I want you to live a normal life. Now get out of here.” Tray pulled his apron off his waist and tossed it towards Greg with a smile on his face. “His meds are on the top shelf over the sink!” Tray yelled out as he ran towards the door, rushing to get home and change. Greg smiled and chuckled to himself as the teenager went flying past entering customers. “These boys are going to drive me into early retirement.” He said under his breath with a shake of the head and a laugh.

Tray jumped into his old Jeep and quickly drove home to change. As soon as he reached his apartment door his phone went off with a text. The name that appeared on his phone brought a smile to his face. He unlocked his apartment door as he opened his text from Raquel. He texted as quickly as he got dressed in a simple outfit consisting of a black tank top, khaki shorts and white canvas sneakers. While getting dressed he texted Raq back.
To: Raq ♥
Hey you (: I’m on my way babe. Be there soon


Just as quickly as Tray was home, he was at Mani’s. He was rushing to get everywhere because he hated missing out on things. He was invited, so why not enjoy himself right? He parked his jeep the first place he could and made his way into Mani’s house. His jaw was dropped from the moment he drove onto the property. It certainly wasn’t anything like his little 2 bedroom apartment. Tray pulled himself together – he was an A-Lister, he had to at least present himself as one. The rest of the school didn’t need to know he was broke and living off minimum wage. Tray found the rest of the party and looked for Raquel and Tyler, who he knew would be glued to each other. While he looked for Raq, he ran into Sam and some of the other guys.

“Hey guys, how’s it going?” He made conversation with the guys on his team and the guys he was supposed to be friends with. This was the place to do it, and if he came to this party to just sit in a corner and talk to Raquel, the guys would never let him hear the end of it. Tray, however, wanted nothing more than to just spend time with his close friends. He didn’t care for being friends with everyone, much less did he care about being friends with guys who weren’t really his friends. He knew that all these people put on a show to others. No one really liked anyone in high school, all this shit was just an act and Tray hated that. Tray was a blunt person, he preferred to be real with everyone, regardless of what the truth was.




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Lennox tried on several outfits before finally picking one that he liked. He drove across town to Mani’s house in his car and arrived at the party excited to get started. He noticed a few texts on his phone from some of the guys. One from Sam, one from Chris, and one from Kat. He smiled as he replied to all the texts letting them know that he arrived.

Walking into the party, the first thing Knox did was order himself a shot. He downed it between breaths and exhaled sharply. “It’s gonna be a good night!” He yelled out, pounding the shot glass down on the counter and thanking the bartender. Knox walked further into the party searching for his friends. He walked until he saw a large group of guys standing around talking and noticed Tray in the midst of the group. Why the hell does this guy always have to stick himself where he doesn’t fucking belong.
The thought came to Knox clear as day and he rolled his eyes in annoyance. He sent out two texts to two of his friends.

To: Kat
Where are you? I got something for you

To: Tay
Where are you man? This party’s a bust without you


Lennox went on with looking for his friends when he found Kat. He walked up behind her without her noticing and put his arm around her shoulder. “Hey beautiful. Didja get my text?” Before Kat could respond, Lennox was already moving on with his next thought. Lennox had an idea. Knowing that Tray was scum of the earth and that he was chasing after Raquel, who Knox used to date, he wanted to make sure Tray’s life was hell. It wasn’t so much that Lennox still wanted Raquel, he just didn’t want Tray of all people to have what used to be his. Lennox was acting like a toddler, taking away something he didn’t even want from someone, just so no one else could have it. He pulled Kat along with him as he walked in Tray’s direction. “Doesn’t matter. See that guy over there?” Lennox said pointing to Tray. “I just overheard him saying that he thought you were cute. And I know you’re doing some weird thing in your life where you’re, like, not dating or whatever, but maybe you should give him a try.” Lennox smiled devilishly at Kat. He didn’t know if she knew if it was true but Knox was a pretty good liar and would have been able to pull himself out of the situation had it gotten awkward. He gave a gentle push to Kat in Tray’s direction and winked at her. “Go get ‘em tiger.” Lennox smiled and walked away before Kat could say anything.

Lennox made his way around the party, talking to random people when he found Olivia hanging out with some her girls. He walked over to them and casually entered the conversation. “Ladies,” He smiled. “Liv, do you mind if I talk to you for a second in private.” He wanted to pull Olivia away from the rest of the girls so that he can talk to her about the ridiculous decision she was making with Jamison. He wanted a chance to talk her into going with him and didn’t want her friends around to influence her decision.

He held onto Olivia’s hands gently and smiled at her warmly. “Listen, I know you told James you’d go to homecoming with him as friends, but let’s be honest with each other here for a minute. I like you and I get the feeling we could have a great time together. So, what do you say? Go to the dance with me. I’ll find James someone else to go with.”

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington Character Portrait: Jada Johnson Character Portrait: Hunter Lucas

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Within seconds of the definitely-not-expected apology being accepted and finished with, the group headed further down the beach. Though they were walking as a group, it felt like a bunch of little, separate entities, and Jada was annoyed that her girls weren't one all together. Hailey was clinging to Katherine and Angel was there one second, and then tucked in one of Sam's arms before Sam even realized who the male was. She wanted to roll her eyes and mutter something about this being typical, but she wasn't going to be the downer of the night. She didn't need to cling to her girls' sides to have fun, and in an attempt to be optimistic for once, she decided that it was good for Angel to be mingling with a guy who probably wasn't trying to do a line of coke off of her ass. And with Hailey... well, the blonde abandoning her for the moment was harder to excuse, but Jada told herself that it was better that she was off doing her own things than pressing Mani for more of an explanation on what had happened. She had to admit that Hailey had been pretty good about not pushing hard, especially when J already knew that Mani was doing something unusual by apologizing for something that was supposed to be kept a secret. Plus, both Hailey and Angelina seemed to be in good spirits this evening, and that made Jada even more determined on making sure this night went well.

She followed her girls, a few feet behind, to the bar. Normani and her friends had stopped to talk with Lauren, who seemed like she had been waiting on their arrival since she had drinks ready for Mani, Liv and Katherine. J wanted to talk to Mani and just say she appreciated keeping the peace with her girl, but now wasn't the time. Not with so many people around, not when it might have still been a fresh wound, and not when she wanted to maintain the night's fun atmosphere. She wanted to chat with Honey and Chad too, since she hadn't seen the two in days, and genuinely wanted to make sure that all was good after yesterday's mayhem. It just didn't feel like her place to hover with that group though. She was friends with Mani, Chad and Catalina, but she wasn't a part of that friend group overall. After ordering a Juan Collins at the bar, Jada noticed that her girls had changed groups yet again. Or at least added people to them. Angelina and Sam seemed to be in a group of people, with Tray and some other guys hanging nearby, and Katherine and Hailey were talking before Lennox before Lennox pushed Katherine towards the group of guys by Angel. Lennox then departed in the direction that Mani was still in, so J headed towards Hailey and walked with her over to where Katherine was headed, and where Angel already was. "Ten minutes in and Angel's already hoeing it up," Jada joked as she grinned upon spotting the girl still on the other side of the bar with the guys. "Think we should rescue her from Sam? If we're being real, I'd rather her with him than Christian, because that's just messy territory to get into again, but this kid's no prized possession either."

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