Katelyn's eyes slightly opened, peering at the sun that had seeped through her bedroom window. Glancing at the clock beside which read; 6:00 am. Groaning, Katelyn moved around her bedroom to the outfit she had planned three days before hand. Knowing it was one of Sarah's favorite outfits on her. Sliding off her pajama's and shimmying into the outfit, Katelyn made her way to the bathroom both her and her brother shared. Plugging the the Chi Air hair straightener, Waiting for it to heat up Katelyn put on her signature bright red lipstick that she had always put in since her first day of freshman year. That had been her mark since. After doing her hair and doing her best to be rid of a very tiny pimple that had decided to grow on her chin before school. Another annoyed breath escaped Katelyn's lips as she left he bathroom and made her way to her brother's bedroom. Scavenging through his closet, Katelyn found a suitable outfit for him to wear. Throwing the clothes at his sleeping form. "Wake up!" She said to him and walked out of the room. Being silent as she passed by her mothers room and made her way down the stairs. Sitting in the couch, waiting for her brother to hurry up.

Nathan caked open his eyes as fabric flew across his body. "Wake up!" Katelyn's sweet voice ran in Nate's ears as he made and annoyed groan and sat up. His sister already disappeared behind his closer door. Not bothering to change out of his boxers he wore to bed Nate slid in the pants and putting the shirt over his head. Pulling on his converse Nate made his way to the bathroom. His sister had already cleaned up, no shocker there. No needs ding to make mom more mad. Nathan slightly cringed at what happened last night. Moms liquor black outs, her screaming at Katelyn. Katelyn crying, curling in a ball on the couch. Cecilia raising her fist about to hit her, me shoving Cecilia aside. Lets just say the bruises on my stomach and face won't leave the me alone. Taking a double take on his face, he decided it wasn't too bad. A medium sized bruises across his leg cheek with a minor cut. A bit puffy, but not swollen. Combing his hair, he made his way downstairs. Flicking open his phone which read had the time: 8:00 am on it. "Shit." Nathan mumbled, chewing at the side of his lip. "Hurry Kate!" Nate said toward Katelyn as she hurried behind him as they got into the old sports car. Making it to school a few minutes before the bell rang, Kate went to find the 'Cheer Leading Hoes' as Nate put them while he tagged along. Gazing through the crowd for someone, anyone, on the football team.

"Breath in- and breath out," Her yogi's cold and calm voice echoed through the fitness room in their Upper Beverly Hills mansion as the heat made her sweat drip from her forehead to her neck. Soft calming music was played on the background. Barely wearing any thing, Claire tried to remove all negativity in her mind when her mother's shrilly and excited voice boomed from sliding door that served as the entrance.

"Clairelise, honey babe! Good morning," Elizabeth Huffington gracefully walked towards Claire with Pompom in her left arm, she bent down to give her daughter a kiss but paused in mid air and wrinkled her nose when she noticed that she was sweaty from Bikram. "Maybe later," Liz smiled and backed away. "Why is it so stuffy in here?" She then proceeded towards the sliding doors that lead to the garden and started opening everything and let the cold morning air rush in.

"Mom!" That was it, Claire snapped and started closing everything that Liz had opened. "It's Bikram, it's supposed to be hot and stuffy in here. Look, can you just take Pompom out. I'll just see you at breakfast later," She puffed a frustrated sigh and gave her yogi an apologetic look. And when she noticed that Liz was still inside the room staring at the chiseled body of her Yogi, Claire shook her head and groaned. "Not again," She mumbled to herself. "Mom?!"

"What?" Like she snapped out a trance, Liz jumped in surprise and gave her daughter's yogi and sexy smile. "I'm Liz Huffington by the way," She offered her hand and continued, "But you must have known that already. So what's your name?"

"Oh please mom, I'm in the middle of a lesson," Clair quickly stood up and guided her mother out of the area. She held both her elbows from behind so she couldn't resist.
"Ewww honey, you are all sweaty," As if Claire had an incurable disease, Liz shuddered and tried to move away from her daughter. "Fine, fine. But hurry up, invite him over breakfast as well." She looked over Claire's shoulder and winked at the man. As soon as Claire was able to get her mom out of the area, she shut the glass door closed and locked it.

She then faced her yogi and announced, "Maybe we can continue on Friday. I'm sorry." She gave him an apologetic smile. The man nodded and she asked their butler to show him the way out before her mother finds out.

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After a long and warm bath, Claire slipped out of her bathroom and into her closet area. Her feet were still wet, leaving marks behind her. Her eyes gazed on the rack with dresses, arranged according to color hues until she decided to grab a coral blue dress of the rack and dressed herself. When she was down, she had just let down her thick brown hair the way it usually is and walked towards the dining area.

Her mom was already busy talking to someone in the phone, just when she thought she'd be spending time with her over breakfast. Liz had just come home from being away for a few months shooting for one of her new films, sometimes Claire even get used to the thought of living on her own in the huge mansion. She decided to just down her apple protein shake and stormed out, sure that her mom didn't even notice she was gone.

The silver Bentley was waiting for her outside, one of their chauffeur was waiting next to it. The man opened the back door for her and waited for her to get in. The drive going to school was terribly quiet and long.

Five-thirty in the morning, the clock read as the alarm went off. Levi woke up immediately and turned the alarm off. He took a moment to get out of bed before he reorganized it. "Well, today is the day..." Heading into the shower, the lightly-tanned boy wondered what this year would be like. Of course, there were the usual snobs and such, but maybe he could find his summer friend, Claire, before the day is over. It has been a few days since he last saw her. He did not really have any romantic feelings for anyone, or did he? It was hard to tell and he did not want to dwell on it.

Once out of the shower and dried, Levi picked out his outfit: a blue and white striped button-up shirt with short sleeves, a plain white T-shirt underneath, a pair of khakis, a borwn leather belt, and black sneakers. He went downstairs for breakfast after getting dressed, placing two waffles in the toaster. His house was no mansion, but he and his parents were content with it. Levi pulled out a chocolate protein shake (from Bolthouse Farms), shaking the bottle thoroughly as he walked back to the toaster to retrieve the waffles which were now ready to place on a plate. Once he had everthing ready and at the table, the brown-haired boy prayed to God with praise and a request for guidance as the day goes by. "In Jesus' name. Amen."

Levi elected to ride his bike on over to school, since it was close enough. He immediately chain-locked his 21-gear bike when he arrived. That car is familiar. I wonder if... it is. It was Claire he saw coming out of the car.

As the town car slowly decreased it speed, the driver maneuvered it towards the school entrance when her phone beeped. She quickly pulled it out of Michael Kors' bag that matched her outfit and read the message. It was from Anon, the girl who operates a mysterious blog that often involves the students in West Beverly High. She tossed her phone back into her bag and shook her head, she was not sure why people find these kind of things amusing and entertaining.

It has talked about her (or she figured it was her) a few times, mainly about her love hate relationship with other students, especially those who are around her "clique".
"Ms. Claire, we have arrived," The chauffeur spoke, looking from the rear view mirror and exiting the car. She waited for him to open the door for her and she stepped right out. Some people were looking at her, probably gossiping, while some just passed by.

Claire was about to go to her usual hang out when she saw a familiar built, one that she'd been dreading to see. Oh no! Please don't come towards me. Please no. She wasn't sure if there was fear or panic in her eyes so she did her best to act nonchalant looked over Levi and continued to enter the school as if they never knew each other.

Whew that was close, Claire gave off a sigh of relief once she was able to walk away. She flipped her phone and started punching in a text message and at the same time strutted the halls of WBH. Students started moving out of her way as she furiously punched in her cellphone.

"Umm... I need to talk to you. AFTER school.
But NOT in school. I'll just give you a call.
Ummm just don't approach me yet..."

She sent the message towards Levi, hoping he'd get a clue about what it was. She dumped her phone back into her bag just in time to see one of her friends in their favorite place to hang out, a table by an oak tree that provided a good shade and good view of most of the school. A table reserved for the "it" people.

"OMG! You look thin Claire! Have you been working out?" A shrill voice from one of the cheerleaders almost pierced her ears but Claire just gave her a fake smile and sat on top of the table.

"Nope not really." She gave her an icy answer and ignored her.

Levi saw Claire walk past him like she never knew him. That's odd. I wonder if she is worried about popularity or something? Well, if she does not want to talk to me, right now, why should I waste any effort? It was then he heard a beep which told him he had message. When he read it, he knew who it was from. "Okay, if you say so..." He muttered softly. Well, this is a surprise, not. I totally expected something like this to happen, sooner or later. What would Beverly Hills be without the drama?

As he walked away from his bike, Levi noticed a baseball buddy of his, who shouted, "Hey, Levi! What's up? Your throwing arm still good?"

"I've been practicing, and I happened to make a few friends over the summer."

"But no girlfriend?"

"Nope, no girlfriend. There is a friend that's a girl, but she's not my girlfriend."

The man slapped Levi on the back of his shoulder. "Man, you seriously need to get laid! How 'bout I call a few ladies and tell 'em to meet you after school?"

Levi laughed awkwardly. "I'll pass. Besides, I'm already expecting to meet a friend of mine after the school day is finished." He continued walking towards the building, but he did not see Claire anywhere. Okay, so far, so good, I guess. What's troubling her, though?