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Trayson Garrison

I just have to make it past this year...then things will change

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

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โ€œIt is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.โ€โ€
โ€• Aristotle Onassis


[ F I G H T XS O N G XB YXR A C H E LXP L A T T E N ]

[ B R O T H E R XB YXXXA M B A S S A D O R S ]

[ U N S T E A D Y XB YXX XA M B A S S A D O R S ]

[ C A R XR A D I O XB YXT W E N T YXO N EXP I L O T S ]
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F U L LXN A M E

      Trayson Reed Garrison

N I C KXN A M E S

      Trey | Preferred
      Reed | Not common but not minded
      TR | Used mostly by his younger brother

Z O D I A CXS I G N

      Leo

A G E

      Eighteen | 18
B I R T H D A Y

      August 10th, 1997
N A T I O N A L I T Y

      Born in Germany

E T H N I C I T Y

      65% Irish | 20% German | 10% Italian | 5% Spanish

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

      Currently 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

      Restaurant Waiter


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โ€Out of difficulties grow miracles.โ€
โ€• Jean de la Bruyere


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H E I G H T

      5โ€™11โ€

W E I G H T

      172lbs

H A I RXC O L O R

      Brown

E Y EXC O L O R

      Gray-Blue

S K I NXC O L O R

      Fair

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

      Trey isnโ€™t one of the tallest guys in his grade, or in his friend group, but he doesnโ€™t mind standing at only five-foot-eleven because he feels as though his athleticism makes up for the lack of height. Treyโ€™s trapezium, mesomorphic body weighs merely 172lbs but most of which is pure muscle. He has a smaller scale body but it is still very obvious that Trey is an athlete from the general form of his body. His figure is fairly slim compared to some of his jock buddies but he holds just as much muscle percentage as the rest due. Along with his muscular body, are the rest of his features that can attract nearly anyone in his personal opinion. His face is a strong square shape that accentuates his entire appearance. He's got a jawline of what some might call a God and he also had this tendency to clench it a lot which makes it just that much more defined. His grayish blue eyes often draw attention to his dark brown hair and his high sitting cheek bones. Treys smile is another aspect of him that he really finds mentionable and memorable; his teeth are perfectly aligned from the years of braces and they're just as white as they are straight.

      Trey has a sense of fashion to follow both his personality and his physicality. He prefers to just dress casually and has a sense of simplicity in his attire most days. Jeans and tee shirts take up most of TR's closet and drawers but that's not to say that he doesn't know how to dress up and make himself more than presentable. Although he really enjoys staying simple in his attire, he does know how to make it look good. Usually, Trey will sport some type of polo, plain tee shirt, or a simple button down with a pair of chinos or jeans. He doesnโ€™t like to draw a lot of attention to his attire because growing up all heโ€™s ever known was simple living and thus far, heโ€™s stuck to the trend. A typical outfit of Treyโ€™s might look something like this. However, when Trey does have to dress up, like say for Game Day or a special function, he does clean up nicely. He might borrow a tux or a suit from Greg (see history) or heโ€™ll pull something together from his closet, which might result in a business causal outfit like this.

      He doesn't have any tattoos or piercings but he often thinks about ones he might want to get. He has a few scars scattered throughout his body from injuries from sports. A couple of beauty marks are also scattered across his arms, chest, back, and legs but Trey has no outstanding mole or large mark that takes up majority of a body area. His athleticism keeps his body in shape which keeps Trey in an overall healthy shape. He has no major physical disabilities, other than the occasional insomnia. Treyโ€™s overall physical attractiveness can be rated fairly high is one is to scale from a one to ten. Heโ€™d probably give himself a 12 but ask around and most people might give him an 8 or a 9.


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โ€œ No matter what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world.โ€
โ€• Robin Williams


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P E R S O N A L I T YXT R A I T S
      โœฆ Confident โœง Humble โœฆ Charming โœง Athletic โœฆ
      โœฆ Independent โœง Mature โœฆ Generous โœง Friendly โœฆ
      โœฆ Selfless โœง Sociable โœฆ Responsible โœง Appreciative โœฆ
      โœฆ Sensitive โœง Secretive โœฆ Destructive โœง Impulsive โœฆ
      โœฆ Libidinous โœง Misguided โœฆ Resentful โœง Fickle โœฆ
      โœฆ Opinionated โœง Pugnacious โœฆ Anxious โœง Blunt โœฆ


      Trey is a character of sorts. He's got so many sides to him - not that they're all bad. He's a complex person who tries so hard to stay simple to no avail. He has a hard time staying sane some of the times trying to keep up with his own thoughts and actions. On the outside, Trey can seem like mister tough guy. At a quick glance, he can come off as arrogant or as a douche bag but that's not always necessarily true. He puts on a very big front and almost always refuses to let anyone see what he truly is like deep down.

      That being said, Trey is a lot more sensitive than he will make himself seem. He grew up with a rough childhood and it can sometimes reflect on him. He's a fairly gentle guy but will give off the vibe of being a very big tool. But that's also not to say that Trey doesn't have his bad side. As kind as he can be, he also has his moments of blind rage where if someone ticks off that very last nerve of his, he will go red in the face with steam flowing steady out of his ears. He's the type of guy to hold grudges and hold them forever - he and his father don't talk anymore because of it.

      It takes TR a while to trust people and even when you think he's begun to trust you, he could still be very skeptical of you and your relationship with him. He's learned from a very young age to be on his own and to not rely on anyone other than himself so he's a pretty independent person. He won't depend on anyone and often times he can get a little stressed because of it. He's been diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety and at times it shows. Trey has a bad habit of ruining every good thing that's come his way because of it. He doesn't do it intentionally, he's just so used to everyone leaving and things going wrong that he'd rather beat it to the chase. He'd rather hurt than get hurt.

      Although Trey has been through a lot he would still put the lives of others before his own. He helps a lot within his community with the less fortunate and the kids with disabilities at school. He wouldn't let anyone know because he hates seeming vulnerable and he believes that this soft side to him will him just that but he's more than he seems. He's had to grow up quickly and he's matured long before he's needed to. But now he's helping those in need to let others bask in their innocence longer than he was able to. He's got thought edges but he's a smooth guy on the inside.

      Part of this front that Trey has put on for the entirety of his life can be pretty detrimental to most of his relationships in life. Heโ€™s been single for quite a while because he canโ€™t get into the emotional aspect of it. Heโ€™s been around the block a few times, so to say but thatโ€™s pretty much the only thing oneโ€™s going to get from him. He very often unintentionally destroys anything good that comes to him mostly because heโ€™s simply not used to any good coming to his life. His rough home life often gets in the way of his normal life living.

      Trey realizes that what heโ€™s doing to himself is destroying who he is. Heโ€™s often lonely and he feels as though heโ€™s failed in life. He wants to be a better person and tries hard to overcome his insecurities but he doesnโ€™t succeed very often. He pushes away from people who care about him, or he doesnโ€™t give people enough time to get close enough to care. He essentially destroys everything he has before he actually has it. He thinks itโ€™s best if he doesnโ€™t slow anyone else down by letting them get too close. Trey almost thinks heโ€™s doing everyone else a favor. The worst part is that most people donโ€™t see what theyโ€™re doing when they do something like this but Trey is very conscious of his actions. Heโ€™s hurting himself by doing this and he doesnโ€™t really know how to change it.


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โ€œ Your present circumstances donโ€™t determine where you can go; they merely determine where you start.โ€
โ€• Nido Qubein


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L I K E S

      โœฆ Lacrosse โœง Soccer โœฆ Water Polo โœฆ Running โœง Painting โœฆ Snowboarding โœฆ Swimming โœง Writing โœฆ Cooking โœฆ Working with students with disabilities โœง Watching documentaries โœฆ Longboarding โœฆ Listening to alternative/indie music โœง Learning new things โœฆ Watching/Listening to the Ocean โœฆ Sunsets โœง Stormy Weather โœฆ Sweaters โœฆ Dressing nicely โœง The feeling of having achieved something โœฆ Independence โœฆ Dogs โœง Coffee โœฆ The color maroon โœง Chinese food


D I S L I K E S

      โœฆ Basketball โœง Neon colors โœฆ Tea โœฆ His father โœง Traffic โœฆ Spicy food โœฆ Loud chewers โœง Being told to calm down โœฆ Being late โœฆ Milk โœง Sushi โœฆ Being up early/mornings โœฆ Slow/bad drivers โœง Bad hair days โœฆ Burnt food โœฆ Smell of burning whatever โœง Smell of gasoline โœฆ Noisy kids โœฆ Over excited squealing โœง Morning breath โœฆ Ignorant people โœฆ Condescending people โœง Dirty environment โœฆ People who constantly seek attention and pity โœฆ Rude people โœง Liars โœฆ Pickles โœฆ Pasta other than spaghetti โœง Seeming vulnerable โœฆ The use of the word โ€˜retardedโ€™ โœฆ Anything type โ€“phobes, โ€“ists , or โ€“isms (i.e. homophobes, racists, sexism, etc.,) โœง Pushy people โœฆ Unnecessary negativity โœฆ Unappreciative people โœง Soda โœฆ Reptiles โœฆ Insects โœง Not feeling in control of something โœฆ Math โœง The color purple


H O B B I E S

      โœฆ Playing sports
      โœง Writing
      โœฆ Painting
      โœง Watching sunsets
      โœฆ Helping/giving back to those in need
      โœฆ Driving for long periods of time
      โœง Jogging
      โœฆ Learning new skills/hobbies
      โœง Listening to ocean waves crash


H A B I T S

      โœฆ Spending habits Trey has a jar where he puts all his spare change. He and his brother donโ€™t buy anything more than what they need because money isnโ€™t something they have an excess of.
      โœง Drugs/Alcohol As an athlete, drugs arenโ€™t the type of things Trey should be messing with. He drinks occasionally with Greg, casually, but he doesnโ€™t often get drunk. He needs to stay sober to take care of his brother and to stay on the team, and that includes any type of smoking.
      โœฆ ANSWER

W E A K N E S S E S

      โœฆ JT Jamison gives Trey a soft spot and heโ€™s sensitive to his needs or to his mentioning. Donโ€™t mess with JT around Trey or you might not make it to tomorrow.
      โœง His Family Trey swears it by him that he doesnโ€™t have a family anymore. He just has JT and Greg. This is another sensitive subject to him.
      โœฆ His Anxiety Treyโ€™s anxiety is always getting the best of him and showing the worst of him. He hates having anxiety โ€“ he feels it slows him down a lot.

S T R E N G T H S

      โœฆ JT Jamison is what makes Trey the happiest. Seeing his brother have a good day, seeing his brother safe and knowing heโ€™s taken good care of, it makes Trey happy. JT keeps Trey going.
      โœง His Father Believe it or not, but ever since his father ran out on him and Jamison, Trey has never tried harder to be everything his father was not. The fact that his father abandoned him made him strive to be better.

G O A L S

      โœฆ Free himself of his repressed sorrow and anger
      โœง Bring awareness to mental disorders and their treatments
      โœฆ To fully care for and support his brother and himself

A S P I R A T I O N S

      โœฆ Be the founder of an organization dedicated to helping those in need and those living with mental disorders/disabilities
      โœง Get into a good college and graduate

P H I L O S O P H Y

      โœฆ Failure will never overtake me if my determination to succeed is strong enough โœฆ
      โ€• Og Mandino


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โ€œ Most of us have far more courage than we ever dreamed we possessed.โ€
โ€• Dale Carnegie


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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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      Clark Garrison | 52 | Father | Restaurant and Bar Owner | Location Unknown

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      Victoria James-Garrison | Deceased | Mother

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      Jamison Truman (JT) Garrison | 14 | Brother | Living in Beverly Hills

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      Gregory Hames | 49 | Father Figure | Living in Beverly Hills | See History
H I S T O R Y
      Traysons past is not one that he discusses with anyone. This is perhaps one of the most secretive parts of him โ€“ he knows that if he were to share such intimate details of his life it can be used against in the worst possible ways, or even in ways unintended to be harmful that still result in catastrophe.

      From what he can remember, he used to have a happy childhood. He and his family lived in Arizona for quite some time before moving to California. Trey went to a prestige private school for several years, until his mother got sick. When Trey was younger, he idolized his father and wanted to follow down his pathway, scoring a dream of owning his own chain of restaurants but things quickly changed. Trey lived a happy life, until everything went to shit that is. He lived as an only child for just a few years; at the young age of four, he was introduced to a growing belly and was told it was his newest sibling. 9 months later he was again introduced to the same sibling, only this time it wasnโ€™t a belly, it was a little boy named Jamison. For the first few years of their lives as brothers, everything was joyful. However, by the time Trayson was turning 7, his mother was very sick with cancer. Jamison was only 3 at the time and didnโ€™t retain much of what was happening in the moment. Though Victoria, the boysโ€™ mother, kept fighting strong for 5 years, she passed away when her boys were just 12 and 8.

      At first the boysโ€™ father stayed strong and supported the family through tough times. He took over their motherโ€™s roles and played both mom and dad for the now family of three. As the years went by however, things got more difficult. When Jamison turned 10 years old he was diagnosed with very early onset schizophrenia. The responsibilities became too much for Clark Garrison, the father, and he abandoned his boys a year later and left them to fend for himself; where he is currently living is unknown to the boys nor do they care to find out. At the barely ripe age of 15, Trey and his brother, Jamie, were living on the streets with no shelter, no food, no money, and no means to find their way. Jamieโ€™s schizophrenia was worsening without medication and the boyโ€™s father was nowhere to be found.

      The two lived on their own for 18 months before Trey was able to get a job as a dishwasher for a restaurant. The boy saved his money in order to afford medications for his brother but was barely able to afford enough to feed himself. Noticing the boy was always dressed in rags and smelled grungy, Treyโ€™s manager decided to follow him to his house โ€“ discovering the boy was homeless and taking care of his brother on his own, he asked Trey one day what his home life was like. Trey lied and said that his father had lost his job so things were tight and that was why he was working so often, to help pay for his brotherโ€™s medication and treatment. The manager weeks later gave Trey an envelope and told the boy it dropped off by an anonymous man and he had no idea what was in it. Trey opened the envelope once he was with his brother to discover a few bulks of hundred dollar bills, a signed lease, and a key to a small apartment outside of Beverly Hills in Beverly wood with a note attached reading: This money is for rent, for food, and for anything you need to take care of. The key and lease is to your new apartment. Take care of yourself and of him. โ€“ Your friend. Trey thanked his manager upon seeing his name on the lease.

      Trey worked for Greg as a dishwasher for a few more months, then got promoted to cook, then to server. Trey continues to work for Greg in his restaurant but now works for him as a server and bartender. Greg quickly became a father figure for the two boys and check in on them often. He helped them get back in a good place and helped them get back into school. He encourages Trey to be the best he can be and to continue fighting for what and those he loves. Heโ€™s been supporting Trey in his journey to start an organization to help those in need.

      Today, Trey lives differently from his Upper Middle Class life and now sits alone in his lower middle class life that not many of his classmates know about. His life is left pretty private from others because he fears that someone will take his brother from him if they find out. He lives with just his brother in a small apartment not too far from the school that Greg pays for. The two never grew up with any pets but Trey considers getting a service dog for JT often because of his disability. With the money Greg lent him, Trey was able to buy a used Jeep. He still works for Greg at the restaurant after school and on the weekends.


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How has your year been for you thus far?
โ€œThe year is always rough for me. I have a lot to do between work, school, and my brother but I donโ€™t knowโ€ฆ I guess weโ€™ll have to wait and see how it all goes.โ€
What are you most looking forward to this year?
โ€œI think Iโ€™m mostly looking forward to just graduating and getting the rest of my life started, you know? I just need to get to the next levelโ€
How do you feel about Spirit Week? Which day out of the week is your favorite?
โ€œI donโ€™t mind it. As an athlete I have to involve myself in it, but I wouldnโ€™t go to say I have any favorites about it.โ€
What group or clique are you part of and how do you feel about them?
โ€œI take part of the jock group so Iโ€™m in with the A-Listers. I donโ€™t know if I belong in the A-Listers per say but being part of the athletics is what keeps me going so Iโ€™m not going to complain.โ€
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?
โ€œLike I said, canโ€™t say for sure if I belong but Iโ€™m not going to fight it. If I were to put myself somewhere other than the jocks itโ€™d probably be the loners. I donโ€™t really make myself seen a lot and I think people only know me because Iโ€™m on the team.โ€
So what does your schedule look like this year?
โ€œWell, my GPA is a 3.73 right now so Iโ€™m taking a few classes to keep that grade up because I need to get into a good school โ€“ hopefully by scholarship.โ€
1. Marketing II
2. Speech and Debate II
3. English 12 Honors
4. US Gov Honors
5. AP Environmental Science
6. Journalism Foundations
7. Geometry
8. Navy Junior ROTC III
9. Lunch



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O T H E R
      Fแด€แด„แด‡ CสŸแด€ษชแด โœฆ Colton Haynes
      Pแดส€แด›ส€แด€สแด‡แด… Bส โœง Chandz

      โ’ธโ“„โ“…โ“Žโ“‡โ’พโ’ผโ’ฝโ“‰ โ“Œโ’ถโ“‡โ“ƒโ’พโ“ƒโ’ผ

      character basic form ยฉ aurei
      modified form เชฝเซฎเซจฮ‘
      modified form for this roleplay : Chandz


So begins...

Trayson Garrison's Story

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Maya Lima Character Portrait: Carter Mittal 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: Winter Monroe Character Portrait: Morgan Lane Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Yvonne Abernathy

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Tuesday, October 1, 2015: Spirit Week: Twin Day: 7:05 AM

It is, yet again, another day at the infamous Hollywood High School. At the same time, it isn't just any regular day. It is the second day of Spirit Week: Twin Day. And while most students are exhausted already on only the second day of one of the most fun weeks of the year (since they're all still technically still students and midterms aren't gonna study themselves), others are excited to pair off with their twins for the day. Excited to purchase Homecoming tickets...maybe anticipating actually asking that special someone to the dance. Don't forget that for the maximum amount of points for your class ALL or close to all of your classmates have to participate. Our delicious Devil Girls are giving out decadent treats during the lunch periods for the Cheer Candy fundraiser, Homecoming Prince & Princess nominations need to be submitted soon, and don't forget to pick up your Halloween tickets for Fright Fest at Six Flags Magic Mountain...




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Twin Day Outfit โ™• Location: Hollywood High School โ™• Theme Song โ™• Mood: Amused



"I mean it exactly as I said. I have no intention of winning Homecoming Princess this year," Normani Devereux repeated herself - for the final time, she then decided - as she exited her royal blue Bentley Grand convertible. Siobhan, as she named her car, let out a small beep as she pressed the lock button on her keys before slipping the set of keys into the pocket of her jeans. Sliding her Michael Kors backpack over her shoulder (being mindful of the nails she had done herself last night), Normani fully turned to her group of followers, her own personal set of Wannabes that could always be seen following a few paces behind Normani if they all weren't rushing to class. Not like she treated them like followers, most of the time. From the outside, the other four girls seemed every much like a part of her circle as Normani wanted them to. After all, she didn't need them feeling the need to feel used. That left room for a hostile takeover out of spite and jealousy, and Normani Devereux did not have time to deal with one small mutiny in the midst of her two-year reign as queen of Hollywood High school. "Not like I'm making it some kind of public announcement or anything, but I have no need to win again. Don't make me repeat myself and don't any of you repeat me either." Her gaze was sharp, eyes slit only for a second, before her smile appeared again as she grasped the container of french toast muffins her head chef baked for herself anyone she wanted to share with.

While most of her classmates probably bitched and moaned their way through hot showers and breakfasts meant to wake them up to get to school that was only five to ten minutes away - twenty at the max, Normani lived an hour and twenty-two minutes away. Which meant she had been awake earlier than most, save for one Prep she knew for a fact worked himself to stupidity. It wasn't too much of an issue Normani; she had been doing so since freshman year and had a routine. She would wake up and perform yoga stretches, run a mile and a half, and then shower and go through her usual morning care regimen. Once that had been settled, she sat for breakfast, brushed her teeth again, and made sure all of her homework was collected in her backpack for the day and that her cheer bag was prepared. Afterwards, she got dressed in the Tommy Hilifiger outfit that would match with her bestie, Honey. While the latter was more inclined to wear a strapless crop top and high-waisted shorts, Normani preferred the long sleeved crop top, regardless of the California weather. For one, it was still a crop top and it allowed her to show her pierced navel. But it had sleeves since it was only slighter cooler in October, and her shorts and Nikes gave the entire ensemble a nineties feel that Normani could get with. She even added a pair of large silver hoops just to channel the era she felt that she was embodying. Once her hair and makeup were set, Normani gave an ootd post on Instagram, grabbed her bags and the freshly-baked muffins, and jetted over for the day.

Classes didn't start for a little over twenty minutes and Normani was in no rush to head inside to the cool building she would be stuck inside until later in the afternoon. So, she leaned back comfortably against her convertible as her followers welcomed themselves to the muffins that sat upon the hood of her vehicle. As they cooed over them hungrily (since Dinah always had a habit of skipping breakfast and Camila just loved food), Normani smirked in amusement, allowing her gaze to run over the parking lot as students and staff alike made their way over to the entrance of the school, conversing in groups or striding in in singles. A second later and she was texting her people, especially considering two were bound to be together.

To: Chaddy, Kit Kat
I swear if u 2 r fucking when i have muffins 4 yall...

To: Daniel, Maya
Saving u a muffin

To: Chris
Don't tell me u forgot ur alarm again

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Taylor Cunningham Character Portrait: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison

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Raquel and Tyler had been planning this day since the beginning of school, to be honest. Twin Day for Spirit Week was always fun and quite enjoyable to see who everyone was paired with. Raquel and Tyler decided to dressed as a pair of Minions from the hit movie The Minions. They finally came to that decision after so many others such as Mario and Luigi, famous video game characters, Thing 1 and Thing 2 from The Cat In The Hat and even Starbuck's Lattes, which were their favorite drinks from the popular coffeehouse. Tyler came up with the idea of dressing up as Minions and Raquel was exhausted with coming up an idea for Twin Day so she shrugged her shoulders and called it a night with the idea.

Raquel was up first inside of her home as she sniffed the air around her and the aroma of an array of breakfast items made her nose tingle with delight and her stomach grumble. She threw the covers from over herself then walked down the stairs, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she saw Tyler standing there over the stove, finishing up breakfast. "You made all of this?" She questioned happily while walking up behind Tyler with a smile.

"Why, yes. Yes I did." Tyler answered with a smile thrown back towards Raquel. "Wow is all I am saying." Raquel responded while sitting in a stool at the counter top as Tyler sat down a plate in front of her. "Enjoy." Tyler spoke through a smile as Raquel instantly picked up a fork and dove right into her breakfast that was prepared by Tyler. She moaned at the taste and savored it while she could. Tyler took the next seat beside her and basically did the same thing as they looked at each other and chuckled. "So, when are you going to talk to your brother again?" Raquel asked Tyler and silence filled the air. Tyler looked down at his plate and shook his head. "Don't know. He crossed over and now, it's like I don't even exist. We still love each other, yes but he's busy with becoming King Bee or whatever." Tyler spoke then waved his hand dismissively at the last part of his sentence.

"Oh. Well, if no one asks you to Homecoming, I'll go with you." Raquel said as she wrapped her arm around his and pressed her face up against his muscular arm. "Thanks but aren't you going with Trayson." Tyler made kissy faces and noises towards Raquel, who blushed while looking at him. "No. He hasn't even asked me yet. Plus we're just friends." Raquel said as Tyler rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Oh, whatever. He likes you and you like him. Just ask him out." Tyler insisted of Raquel, who waved her hand in the air. "Wait, isn't the guy suppose to ask the girl?" Raquel asked. "Yeah, but it's Modern day, change it up a bit, Rocky." Tyler nudged her slightly then got up from his seat, carrying his plate over to the sink, rinsing it out and grabbing Raquel's plate and doing the same. "Come on, we do not want to be late." Tyler said while walking back up the stairs and getting ready in Raquel's bathroom while Raquel got ready in the lower bathroom.

As soon as they both were prepped to start the day, Tyler ran down the stairs in his costume and looked around for Raquel. She was in her room, getting ready. "Raquel, come on or we'll be late!" Tyler yelled upstairs then instructed her butler, Carter to bring the town car around. Carter nodded his head and did what he was told as Raquel finally made her way down the stairs. "Ugh, it's about time. Come." Tyler waved his hand for her to follow him as Raquel pulled out her cell phone and sent a text towards Tray.

To: Tray โ™ฅ
From: Raquel
Plz b at school already. Me and Tyler are coming now.


She hit the send button then got into the car with Tyler, who was taking multiple selfies and posting them on Instagram and Snapchat. Soon, they both were taking selfies together and posting them, gaining instant likes from their fan base. "So, excited to see others dressed up?" Raquel asked as Tyler shrugged his shoulders then looked over towards her. "Yeah, I am but I know that we'll be best dressed." Tyler chuckled as Raquel shook her head with a giggle.

The drive to the school wasn't really a long one but they made it just in time, seeing the Queen Bee and her followers already there. They both just looked and kept on walking, not wanting to try one of her muffins. "She probably poisoned them with her witch powers." Raquel muttered as Tyler looked back at Normani then turned back around. "She's probably the one who brainwashed my brother." Tyler said as they made to the entrance of the school. "Wait, we should wait for Tray here." Raquel said while linking her arm with his tightly so that he doesn't move. "I don't want to." Tyler groaned as Raquel rolled her eyes then pulled out her cell phone again.

To: Tray โ™ฅ
From: Raquel
Where r u? Here in the hallway w/ Tyler.


Again, she hit the send button then looked towards Tyler. "You know, you should really text your brother good morning, or something." She urged him to do so as she made her puppy dog face towards him and Tyler scoffed while pulling out his phone. "Fine." Tyler typed a message towards Taylor then hit send and showed Raquel. "Happy?" She gave him a small hug and said. "Ecstatic." She released her grasp from around the scanned the halls for Tray. "He might be a bit surprised to see us dressed as Minions." Raquel muttered again as they were getting several stares from their peers and underclassmen but it might because they were standing right at the entrance of the hallway though.

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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, โ€œThank you very Mrs. Sully, I really appreciate you being here for him.โ€ The older woman nodded her head as Tray slowly shuffled her towards the door. โ€œHe was screaming, you know?โ€ At these odd hours of the night, I thought the boy was being murdered.โ€ That old woman was always dramatic. Tray wondered how she managed to get through the door. โ€œYes, well that happens when youโ€™re a paranoid schizophrenic.โ€ Tray tried hard to make that as non-sarcastic as possible but heโ€™s not sure he succeeded. โ€œIsnโ€™t he on medication? Because he should be. Woke me right out of a deep sleep.โ€ Tray simply nodded. โ€œThe door was unlocked, so I let myself in. To check. You know? Wanted to make sure the boy was safe.โ€ 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. โ€œAnd again, I couldnโ€™t be more grateful. Sleep well, Mrs. Sully. Iโ€™ll see to it that it doesnโ€™t happen again.โ€ 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 wasnโ€™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 didnโ€™t seem quite right to begin with, and heโ€™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. โ€œReally cute. You guys look likeโ€ฆโ€
Tray couldnโ€™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 heโ€™s been recently. Normally, Lennox doesnโ€™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 didnโ€™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 didnโ€™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 brotherโ€™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. โ€œAlways forced to fucking starve in this house.โ€ 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 wannabeโ€™s and it brought a smile to his face. โ€œAlways have someone up her ass, doesnโ€™t she?โ€ 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 wannabeโ€™s and leaned himself up on the hood of her car. Taking a muffin to his mouth, Lennox smirked at Normani. โ€œQueen Bee, are you partaking in this foolishness?โ€ He asked in reference to Twin Day. โ€œAlso, are these muffin gluten free? Trying to watch the carbo-load intake.โ€ He asked as he chewed on another bite and pat on his stomach.

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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 Maniโ€™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 wasnโ€™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 otherโ€™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 couldnโ€™t be seen by himself walking through the halls so Knox quickly replied that they were in the main hall. โ€œTayโ€™s coming around guys.โ€ He let the guys know so theyโ€™d slow their walk so they didnโ€™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 heโ€™d get his homecoming details in order. After all, whatโ€™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 wasnโ€™t going to stop him. Jameson wasnโ€™t anything compared to him and he knew he was a sure fire win in Oliviaโ€™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 weโ€™re friends and he felt bad taking the guyโ€™s spotlight but Knox felt he was betterโ€ฆequippedโ€ฆto 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 didnโ€™t want to be gotten. Lennox knew that in order for him to get some leeway on her, to sweeten her up, heโ€™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 otherโ€™s house. It didnโ€™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 โ€“ at least thatโ€™s what it felt like from Knoxโ€™s side. Lennox also knew that Olivia and Katherine weโ€™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 wasnโ€™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. โ€œNo Miss Raquel, I do not have a date to the dance yet. You actually beat me to the subject matter.โ€ 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 didnโ€™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 wasnโ€™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 didnโ€™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 heโ€™s a floater or the two are forced to hang out together because he lost a bet, or Trayโ€™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 didnโ€™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 isnโ€™t that what every girl wants? โ€œ I was thinking about asking this really cute girl, but Iโ€™m trying to make it special for her, you know? Donโ€™t wanna just ask her like Iโ€™m asking her for a tissue or something.โ€ Tray smiled down at Raquel.




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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 โ™ฅ
From: โ™ฅRockyโ™ฅ
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: 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. Thatโ€™s what weโ€™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 arenโ€™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 Chrisโ€™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 Taylorโ€™s eyes. Tay greeted Lennox and Lennox smiled slightly, โ€œHey man,โ€ 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. โ€œOh, itโ€™s just Chris. Bad mood. As usual. You know.โ€ He kept his answers short and choppy. No need to fuel any Tay-Chris hate fire. He nodded at Taylorโ€™s menton of class, โ€œYeah, we should get going.โ€ Lennox awkwardly smiled and started walking towards his class.




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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 || 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 didnโ€™t care that he was a jock or a royal or whatever, he cared more about his character than his reputation. โ€œThatโ€™s silly Raq. Iโ€™m nothing special.โ€ He scoffed โ€“ 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 Trayโ€™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 โ€˜Trayson Garrison.โ€™ That didnโ€™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, โ€œHey, Raq. Itโ€™s fine honestly, I liked it.โ€ He smiled at her but it didnโ€™t help. She hugged him, and quickly rushed away to class, but not before asking to see him later. He nodded, โ€œSure thing Raq, Iโ€™ll text you.โ€ 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 heโ€™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: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Haejin Ahn Character Portrait: Emma Sinclair

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"Oh, you!!" Fergus exclaimed happily, crossing the hall and engulfing his friend in a hug. He had been vaguely aware of what was transpiring around him and the moment he got his friend's text, he decided to engulf him in a bear hug. No mere piece of technology could convey the depth of the emotions he felt at the moment. He felt the need to share it, regardless of the stares he was attracting. He grinned at his friend.

"You barely need to ask, my friend. I can feel the Universe steering you in this direction. I told you that Raquel was your Aatma Dost, didn't I?" he asked him with a grin, slipping into Hindi as he spoke. He took a step back, aware that the public just wasn't ready for heterosexual guy hugs lasting more than a certain amount of time. It was a pity, he thought.

"Now, I just need to ask someone out myself. I have to meditate or pray on it, but I'm sure I'll find someone. What do you need me to do?" he told his friend excitedly.

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"I don't know.... I think it would look good on a model's resume," Ian told his friend in response to her quip. The popularity game was rather silly, wasn't it? He didn't understand it. Was there something truly wrong with him or Emma? He didn't think so, but in his darker moments, he hated what he saw in the mirror.

Ian paused at his friend's question, suddenly aware that he was in the presence of two very attractive girls. He wasn't too sure. He wanted to go. He really did. And he wanted to have a date that night too, he realized with some surprise, but would anyone look at him twice? Could he go stag with everyone else dancing with their dates?

"I'd want to," he began, only to be interrupted only to be interrupted by the one and only Katherine "Honey" Quinn. He listened to her nervous words with some relief, feeling his own nerves calmed somewhat. Katherine had no need to worry about school dances, but she did need to worry about he grades. People did have different strengths.

"Maybe you should order some tea? I think they serve some in the morning. It helped you remember the dates in history," he offered. He found that over the course of tutoring her, Honey didn't have trouble learning. She just got extremely nervous. So, he told her about how tea could help her calm down and remember the answers and she did well soon after. The placebo effect was fascinating and damn useful too.

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

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As the fourth period was coming to a close, her phone chimed on the edge of her desk and it caused her a bit of a shock. She saw Tray's name scroll across the screen and immediately smiled and blushed. She reached for her phone but Miss Neilson was standing at her desk, hand out. Raquel sighed as she placed the phone in Miss Neilson's hand but not without a pleaded look, first. She sat back in her desk with her arms folded and a slight huff. The class voices roared as they were all probably done with their work and homework that was scheduled for the night. She tapped her pencil against her binder then smiled widely as the bell rung for dismissal.

Raquel sprung up out of her seat and pushed her way through the sea of people before her and stood in front of Miss Neilson's desk. "Raquel, you are one of my top students and I would've never thought this would happen. I do not want to see it again, understood?" Miss Neilson rambled as Raquel was bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Yes, Ma'am. It won't. Top student honor." She held up her right hand while speaking that last part then grabbed her phone from Miss Neilson and bolted out the room, leaning against the wall beside her door, reading the text from Tray and instantly replying.

To: Tray โ™ฅ
From: Raq
Sry 4 the late reply. Phone got taken up in class. But hm, I'll think about it. ;)


She sent the message then placed her phone into her purse while walking the halls, her binder and books close to her now. Of course, her walking buddy, Tyler was right on schedule as she came up behind him and wrapped her arm with his. "So, guess what?" Raquel sang as Tyler looked down at her with a smile. "Tray asked you to the dance?! Gasp! Call the media." Tyler answered with a laugh then looked down at Raquel again, who rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "Sorry, what?" Tyler said as Raquel nudged him a little. "He hasn't asked me yet but I think he is going to." Raquel squealed while grasping Tyler's arm a bit tighter.

They stopped by Tyler's locker as Raquel leaned against the other set of lockers there, smiling then looking at Tyler. "So, anybody asked you yet or have you seen anyone worth asking?" She asked him softly as Tyler shook his head while replying. "Nope. I don't think I am going anyways." Raquel eyes widened up at the response she just heard. "It's your senior year! It's homecoming! You're going." She demanded while pointing an authoritative finger at him. "Okay, I'll go and be there, I guess." Tyler said while closing his locker and walking away from Raquel after saying that he had to go.

Raquel eyed Tyler as he walked away and lowered her head. She knew that shouldn't have pried herself into pressuring Tyler into going to the dance since he didn't have a date. Raquel just didn't want her best friend to be alone on a night, where she was having fun. While pushing herself up off of the lockers and walking to her fifth period class, she wondered who would be an excellent date for Tyler. She placed the thought into the back of her mind as she walked into her fifth period class, sitting at the head of the class, immediately opening her book and getting started on today's assignment, which was written on the board.

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Character Portrait: Normani Devereux Character Portrait: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Chadwick Arsenault Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Christian Hernandez Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin

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Honey glanced at her best friend and gave her a non-committal shrug, โ€Well letโ€™s seeโ€ฆMy temper probably got me and my boyfriend suspended, the whole school can officially call me poor white trash, and donโ€™t say they wonโ€™t your bestie Olivia will be leading them, I have a big bruise on my face and I have a photo-shoot in two days. Oh! And Iโ€™m this closeโ€ She said representing it with her thumb and index finger โ€To losing my shit.โ€ She sighed and pushed her pale blonde hair out of her face. She sighed and pulled Normani closer, leaning on the girls narrow shoulders, โ€On the plus side I have a sexy bad ass knight in shining Armani for a boyfriend and my best friend is going to endโ€ She said shooting a look at Anthony, โ€The guy who put his hands on me and I can trust Chris wonโ€™t let him get away with it either.โ€ As usual she had been knocked down but there was no way she was staying down. Anthonyโ€™s life at Hollywood High was over and she was sure he knew it as well as anyone.

She began the long walk of shame to the nurse, where Normani got Honey a ice pack and Honey demanded that Chad, who was no doubt going to have a bruise on his handsome jaw, get tended to so he could avoid having a bruise over his right eye. The whole time she said sorry in total maybe ten times but she couldnโ€™t help it she just felt so guilty. Anthony would have never hit her if she just would have curbed her temper, not that she was actually going to fess that up to the principal, and then Chad would have never gotten in trouble. She had to admit thoughโ€ฆ Chad never looked hotter. She kissed his jaw lightly and mumbled another apology when he flinched, โ€At least weโ€™ll look bad ass togetherโ€ She whispered. The nurse looked at her impatiently and said sternly, โ€I need to clean him up,โ€ Honey resisted the urge to tell her to fuck off, instead she kissed him carefully before turning back to Normani.

โ€I want this buried. Chad doesnโ€™t need my temper to flaw his reputation. Iโ€™m asking you, not as the queen but as my best friend, to get this taken care of. That includes Olivia, you know sheโ€™ll use this as proof that Hailey should be a royal and I should get booted. I donโ€™t care what happens to me butโ€ฆ โ€ She glanced at Chad, โ€I donโ€™t want this reflecting bad on him. He deserves better than me and I know that.โ€

She pulled out her phone and sent a group text to people to catch people up on what was going on. The last thing she needed was people who she actually considered friends hearing from people who donโ€™t know the whole story.

To: Angel, Trayson, Kat, Hailey
Just so you hear it from me I punched Anthony in the face and he punched me back and Chad jumped in which caused a fight. Iโ€™m fine but I think Iโ€™m getting suspended.

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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 โ™• Theme Song โ™• 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."



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Location: Hollywood High School: Cafeteria โ™• Theme Song โ™• 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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TYLER CUNNINGHAM
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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 everyoneโ€™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 canโ€™t say he was all that surprised. Honey wasnโ€™t the type of person to sit around and let shit happen to her. Sheโ€™d fight back with all her might, and Chadโ€ฆ well, Chad wouldnโ€™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 wasnโ€™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, heโ€™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 Oliviaโ€™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 thereโ€™s no one else more worthy for Olivia than him. Itโ€™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 didnโ€™t get Samโ€™s friendship with Tray.




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Trayโ€™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 didnโ€™t like getting involved in other peopleโ€™s problems to begin with, but even more than that he didnโ€™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 didnโ€™t expect Anthony to punch back though โ€“ didnโ€™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. Trayโ€™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 werenโ€™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. โ€œSo why not head out there? We should take your car Raq.โ€ 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: Catalina Perez Character Portrait: Fergus Caedon Character Portrait: Ian Butler Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Olivia Ellison Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Jada Johnson Character Portrait: Hunter Lucas

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Ian thought for a moment. He didn't have any plans at the moment. He had already finished most of his homework, but none of his friends were interested in doing anything. He opened his mouth to reply when his phone vibrated against it. Sheepishly, he took it out of his pocket and read Hunter's text.

"Oh, I have calculus to finish with Hunter. I'm not sure if he wants to meet at his and, well, your house or mine. I can eat with you and then meet with Hunter wherever," he told her awkwardly. He wasn't sure how well she and Hunter got along. He wasn't sure how he'd feel if his parents got divorced and one of them remarried, expecting him to see complete strangers as siblings.

"I can follow you. No sense in leaving my car here," he told her before texting his friend.

To: Hunter

No problem. Your place or mine?


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Fergus stared at the bouquet of flowers on Trayson's car, attempting to pay attention. Don't get him wrong. Fergus was always happy to help a friend in need, particularly for something like this, but he was notoriously flighty and absentminded. Standing still for anything but meditation or prayer just wasn't in his nature. But, his friend needed him to make sure the flowers stayed in place, so he fidgeted and waited for his friend to lead Raquel to her car.

"Maybe I should have put more thought in asking Maya out... Next time, if it goes well," he promised himself. He hummed absentmindedly.

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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 โšพ Location: Normani Devereux's Home (Beach) โšพ Theme Song โšพ 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 โ™• Location: Normani Devereux's Home (Bedroom) โ™• Theme Song โ™• 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-Jouรซt 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: 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: Tyler Cunningham Character Portrait: Raquel Lewis Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison

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After accepting the sweet proposal for Homecoming by Trayson, Raquel couldn't help but think that her and Tray were actually going to be a couple. The thought made her smile every single time she thought about it and made her do a little dance, too. Everything was perfectly set up so she couldn't say no to him especially since they also went to lunch afterwards. She hummed to herself while applying a little dab of lip gloss onto her lips then standing up, fully dressed and reviewing herself over in the mirror.

"Hey. We're going to be..." Tyler said while barging into Raquel's room and looking at her as she turned around with smile. "How do I look?" She asked towards Tyler, who walked further into the room now and continued to look at her. "You look fabulous, Raquel." Tyler said as she waved her hand at him. "Stop it." She said then looked at his attire. "Of course, we would be wearing matching colors." With a playful eye roll, she grabbed her cell phone and car keys then walked out of her room. Waltzing down the stairs carefully as Tyler trailed her.

"You know, we don't have to go. We can stay in and eat ice cream and watch musicals all night." Tyler said when they reached the final step as she turned to face him. "Everyone's invited right?" Raquel asked as Tyler nodded his head. "Then we're going. I don't care what happens." She said while walking out of her home, locking it but didn't close the door since Tyler wasn't outside yet. He sighed with a little groan as he was next to exit the home, closing the door behind him.

Tyler and Raquel got into her car then drove towards Normani's home, which was located by a beach and where the party was setup at. During the drive, they had one of their conversations about Tyler still being single for his senior year, which was a conversation he really didn't want to have right about now. "Anyways, can we please talk about something else?" Tyler groaned as she looked at him, making one final turn and stopping the car in a nearby parking space. "Well, we're here now. Come on." She unbuckled her seat belt and got out then pulled her cell phone out, texting Trayson.

To: โ™ฅTrayโ™ฅ
From: Raquel
Just arrived at the party. Where are you?


She sent the message then grabbed Tyler's arm as they both walked towards the party. Raquel's body was adorned with a light pink bikini top and bottom, though had a silk wrap to cover up the lower half of her body. She had various bracelets around her wrists and a necklace around her neck - Even a fake belly button piercing. From her fingers all the way up to the middle of her right arm was her henna tattoos, done perfectly by herself.

Her and Tyler, who was dressed in nothing more than a white muscle shirt with light pink, beach shorts and sandals with sunglasses on the top of his head and a silver Rolex to adorn his wrist, made their presence felt as soon as they neared themselves towards everybody. Raquel was waving and smiling then they both went over to the bar. "Two Long Island Iced Teas, please." Raquel asked, scanning the party for Tray.

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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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โ€œGreg, I canโ€™t thank you enough for this.โ€ 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 wasnโ€™t for Greg, Tray would still be out on the streets barely getting by โ€“ or worse, not getting by at all. Greg came into Trayโ€™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.

โ€œTray, Iโ€™ve told you man, itโ€™s my pleasure. I want you to live a normal life. Now get out of here.โ€ Tray pulled his apron off his waist and tossed it towards Greg with a smile on his face. โ€œHis meds are on the top shelf over the sink!โ€ 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. โ€œThese boys are going to drive me into early retirement.โ€ 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 โ™ฅ
Hey you (: Iโ€™m on my way babe. Be there soon


Just as quickly as Tray was home, he was at Maniโ€™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 Maniโ€™s house. His jaw was dropped from the moment he drove onto the property. It certainly wasnโ€™t anything like his little 2 bedroom apartment. Tray pulled himself together โ€“ he was an A-Lister, he had to at least present himself as one. The rest of the school didnโ€™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.

โ€œHey guys, howโ€™s it going?โ€ 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 didnโ€™t care for being friends with everyone, much less did he care about being friends with guys who werenโ€™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 Maniโ€™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. โ€œItโ€™s gonna be a good night!โ€ 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 doesnโ€™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 partyโ€™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. โ€œHey beautiful. Didja get my text?โ€ 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 Trayโ€™s life was hell. It wasnโ€™t so much that Lennox still wanted Raquel, he just didnโ€™t want Tray of all people to have what used to be his. Lennox was acting like a toddler, taking away something he didnโ€™t even want from someone, just so no one else could have it. He pulled Kat along with him as he walked in Trayโ€™s direction. โ€œDoesnโ€™t matter. See that guy over there?โ€ Lennox said pointing to Tray. โ€œI just overheard him saying that he thought you were cute. And I know youโ€™re doing some weird thing in your life where youโ€™re, like, not dating or whatever, but maybe you should give him a try.โ€ Lennox smiled devilishly at Kat. He didnโ€™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 Trayโ€™s direction and winked at her. โ€œGo get โ€˜em tiger.โ€ 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. โ€œLadies,โ€ He smiled. โ€œLiv, do you mind if I talk to you for a second in private.โ€ 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 didnโ€™t want her friends around to influence her decision.

He held onto Oliviaโ€™s hands gently and smiled at her warmly. โ€œListen, I know you told James youโ€™d go to homecoming with him as friends, but letโ€™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. Iโ€™ll find James someone else to go with.โ€

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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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Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Lennox Atwood Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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"Definitely cute," Katherine responded quickly to Hailey's inquiry about Sam. She and the blonde had moved away from the crowd in front of the bar, but were still close enough where they could see what was going on with Sam and Angelina, and the group of people that gravitated towards them. She eagerly sipped her Long Island Iced Tea that Lauren had given her moments before as she watched the duo in the distance for a moment. Whatever Katherine felt for Sam wasn't strong enough for her to feel jealous or territorial. She didn't know him well enough. Hadn't made a move yet, like Liv insisted she had to do tonight, but the sight of him with Angelina made her not want to make a move. She and Angel weren't enemies like Mani and her were, but they weren't friends either, and Kat had a bad tendency of just agreeing that people were unworthy if Mani or another Royal claimed so. Even if she did internally feel like she was a step above Angelina, looking at the girl who was now sporting nothing other than a red bikini and jewelry made her a little bit hesitant on trying to compete with that. She and Angel had completely different looks, but the way that Sam's arm was wrapped around Angelina's waist suggested that Angel was his type. At the same time, with Sam's reputation, any female probably fell into the category of being his type, whether he tried to act like that or not. He got around, but regardless, he was a Prep, he came from money, and he had a way about him that didn't always make him seem so slimy. Even with Katherine's sometimes unreasonably high standards, Samuel didn't seem like a bad choice for her.

Clearly, the party didn't really start until the hostess came out, because moments after Mani and the girls made their way outside, lots of people began to flock towards the bar too. Trayson and some other jocks were socializing with Sam and Angelina, she spotted Lennox in the crowd, and like Jada, he was headed in her direction. Raquel and Tyler were at the bar too, which surprised Katherine. She didn't know Raquel very well on a personal level, but from what she did know of her, she seemed like too much of a good citizen and rule-follower to be a drinker. It wasn't important enough to dwell on and she didn't have time to regardless, because soon, Lennox was in front of her, asking about a text that Kat hadn't seen and before she could answer, telling her that Trayson had been talking about her in a good way. Unfortunately, this Long Island Iced Tea wasn't the first alcoholic beverage that Katherine had consumed today, so Knox's words brought a grin to her face as she looked at Hailey devilishly. She didn't even have time to give the blonde a "do you think I should?" look, because the alcohol was telling her to go for it, and she did. "Come be my wing-woman!" she called to Hailey, but she was already walking away as she did so, so she didn't see Jada join Hailey. Even intoxicated, Kat knew that if Lennox was lying and she was on the path to embarrassing herself, she was going to kill him.

"Hey Sam," Katherine smiled as she approached the group that consisted of the trio. She didn't know why she acknowledged him first, but compared to him and Angel, she felt like they spoke more. She looked towards Angel next and maintained a friendly smile. Had Angel not actually looked flawless in that bikini, and with a hand lightly pressed against Sam's face, she probably would have tried to be bitchy just to see if she could steal Sam from her, even though she didn't even know if she wanted him, or if Angel had him. Knowing that it would be competition, and still believing that Knox had been sincere with what he said about Trayson, she remained friendly and in her lane. "Hey," she said, before looking at Tray and saying the same. Another gulp of her drink quickly washed down her throat as she twirled a strand of her hair. "Why aren't you drinking anything yet, Tray?!" she exclaimed, reaching out a hand to touch his empty one. "Let's do shots! Angel, Sam, are you guys in?" She knew that the pair both had drinks in hand, but didn't even wait for their responses before turning to the bartender and ordering four shots of tequila. "No backing out!"

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Character Portrait: Trayson Garrison Character Portrait: Angelina Etxeberria-Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Quinn Character Portrait: Hailey Baldwin Character Portrait: Samuel Lexington

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Of course, Raquel and Tyler talked to each other while sitting at the bar and enjoying their drinks as Raquel's eyes scanned the party again for Tray. Her phone chimed as she looked at it and saw Tray's text. "Tray is going to be here soon. I need to freshen up." She remarked as Tyler shook his head then looked at her. "You don't need to freshen up. You look perfectly fine." He offered towards her as she smiled warmly and lowered her head, blushing a little. "Aw, thanks, Tyler." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek then laughed. "I think I now have cooties." Tyler remarked while grabbing his glass of Long Island Iced Tea and taking a sip. "At least it's Raquel's cooties and no one else's." She said with a wink as Tyler raised a brow. "Don't ever say that again. Please." Tyler said while shaking his head.

A few minutes went by and she saw Tray entering the party. Her cheeks flushed as she stammered towards Tyler. "Oh, my. Uhm, okay. How do I look? Do I look okay, alright, gorgeous? Tell me something, Tyler!" She grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him. "Trayson isn't someone who cares about your appearance or whatever else. Stop worrying." His eyes glanced over there towards to where Tray was and pointed his index finger. "Speaking of him, might want to head over there. I see one of Normani's clique chicks over there, too." When Tyler spoke those words, Raquel eyes immediately diverted themselves over to where Tray was standing.

In a matter of minutes, Raquel ordered another glass of Long Island Iced Tea after slurping down the other one then grabbed it while also dragging Tyler behind her. She was a bit nervous when she approached the group though slid her hand into Tray's while also clutching it a little. "Hey. Glad you could make it." She said with a slight giggle. "What's up, man?" Tyler said towards Tray with a head nod then eyed everyone that he was standing around. "Hello, everyone." He waved then nudged Raquel, who was looking at Tray alone. "Oh, sorry. Hope I didn't interrupt anything." Those words were towards Katherine, whom she didn't know really well but knew she was in the Normani's clique.

She wiggled her fingers towards everyone else while muttering. "Hello, everyone. Hope you all are enjoying the party." She smiled then sort of asserted herself into the topic of conversation. "So, what were you guys talking about?" She asked while glancing over at Tyler, who had his head in his hand, facepalming himself. Raquel didn't really care what people thought of her, honestly. She was her own person and wasn't afraid of showing it - Even to the "so called" Royals. Raquel bit her bottom lip nervously as she scanned over everyone present in the group.