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What Would You Do As a Billionaire?

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Alexander Gaberiel Terrence [6] " It's not my fault, your a hopeless goodfor nothing redneck."
Analiese St. Claires [6] "Dumbass,you know there's a difference between middle class city girl and a poor redneck,right? Or is that just how stupid you are for a spoiled brat?"
Nate Hunter Evensmore [2] "Let's flip a coin. Heads I'm yours, tails you're mine."
Damien Joles [2] "You really piss me off."
Rainy Thandiwe [2] A simple farm girl from South Africa, who's in for a BIG culture shock as she suddenly gets the opportunity to rub shoulders with some of the richest and most powerful people Beverly Hills has to offer.
Skye E. Fellan [1] "Life's a bitch and shit happens, so suck it up and keep fighting."
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Claire Megan Walters [0] "If you can't handle me, you can't handle yourself."
Connor Hillson [0] "I got Money,you got Time let's hit it ".
Manny Tyler Rhodes [0] "Okay so your rich, but you still got to show everyone respect like every other person does."

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Analiese St. Claires

In Indianapolis
Analise woke up at five a.m in the morning,to get ready for her flight. She walks to her small nearly empty sliding closet. he grabbed the outfit she already picked out the night before. She slipped on her blue converse not really wanting to suffer five hours on a flight in heels,she exhaled as she packed her forth bag,knowing she didn't need so much luggage but her mother insisted to bring extra just in case. She just rolled her eyes and did what she was told,like always. She walked out her medium size room,with her two brothers helping her with her bags. As they made there way downstairs,Ana could fee herself getting even more nervous,I mean she's never been more than two weeks away from her family and now it was going to be three months with complete strangers in Beverly Hills....alone. She grabed her blue wooden guitar and slipped it in it's blac case. Slinging it around her shoulder,she walked out her front door and into her mom's used white range rover.

As they got to the airport,Analiese hugged her adopted sister,Lily for the last time before hugging her brothers,Alexander and Nick.She walked into the airport alone,knowing if her family came in she burst out crying. She waved good bye as she went throught luggage check.

Noon,Beverly Hills,California
Getting off the plane,Analise had her white earbuds in her periced ear. She walked down the stairs to grab her bags. After a few minutes,she sees her four purple bags and her guitar case come out. She smiles grabbing them all before someone else did. She sat down in one of the chairs at LAX,before reacing in her bag to see the name of her host family. "Hm,Alexander...Terrence. A guy.....great." She kept looking at the name making sure that it was completely true. She sighed,bent down to tie her shoes and got back up seeing a man holding up a sign with her name on it.

She walked up to the older looking man and showed him that she was really who she said she was. He grabbed two of her bags leading her out to a limo. "Wow,a limo." She was absolutly impressed,never in her life has she been anywhere near a limo. She put her bags in the back before heading in the back seat. She moved around the limo,looking at all the cool gadgets and gizmos. She grabbed a monster energy drinks out of the mini fridge as the car started to move. She pulled out her phone calling her mom,just getting voicemail.She sighed and just left a message,"Hey mom,um it's me I just wanted to tell you that I got here safely and i'll call you later. Alright love ya,bye." She hung up just as the rolled up to a huge house,her mouth dropped open as the gates opened up. As they pulled to a stop,Analiese undid her seatbeat and got out the car. She grabbed her guitar out the car and just waited as the driver got all her stuff out the car. "Thank you sir." She added a smile waiting for someone to allow her in to their home.God,I feel out of place. With my old stupid converse and my my cheap ring. I hope they aren't to judgemental,but this is California. She fixed her gray beanie trying to no look so out of place.

OCC:I Never good with first post,sorry about that but anyway,all the exchange students get a limo to their host family's house. Host familys are below the roles.

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Skye E. Fellan

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Skye didn't know whether to be nervous or downright pissed. Sure she had agreed to go along with her grandparents 'supposedly' great and fabulous idea of travelling here to attend the new school, but that didn't mean she was too impressed by the idea of having to live in the same house as some rich and pompous family, who really thought nothing more of her than dirt under their perfectly manicured fingernails, that could use to get a bit of camera time with.

Unfortunately for Skye -and whoever she was staying with, the blonde was taught to not judge before actually meeting and conversing with the people.

The more Skye thought about it the more anxious she became. So instead of worrying over her exchange family she chose to concentrate on the scenery flashing by her, tinted by the limos dark windows and continued to tap her fingers against the seat.

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Nate "Hunter" Evensmore
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Hunter wasn't entirely sure on what to expect of the new exchange student he and his family would be housing for the next school year, but that wasn't enough to say he didn't have at least some expectations. He really did. Even though he knew that whoever the kid was they weren't his kind of person -coughRICHcough.

To himself, he briefly wondered whether the person would be a girl or guy. A quick bang or maybe a new punching bag? Hot, or nerdy? Fat or slim? The possibilities ran through his head,

Nerd,
dork,
four eyes,
gleek,
mathlete,
mathematic wiz,
book worm,
troll ugly....


And the list wet on.

The billionaire teen sincerely hoped for the kids sake, that they weren't any of the above.

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Alexander

He barely noticed the girl that stepped out of the limo due to his attention on his hair and his flawless skin and pink lips. He was wearing a button down shirt today in the color red with black skinny jeans that hang below his butt and some casual shoes, nothing much. His parents were nagging him to be nice, and all this other crap that really.. he didn't give a horses arse about. He fiddled the ends of his blonde wavy hair. His eyes finally glanced over at the girl, 5 seconds passed by. He was in shock.. her parents let her out the house looking like that. She smiled and said a pleasant ''Hi'' before pulling out a less than decent hand, he knew right then that this girl was a red-neck no matter where she claimed to be from she still had the rusty , cold, rough.. destroyed hands that they all have. He smacked his teeth and rudely said "You expect me to touch that?''.

He watched her in awe and he knew he was going to send this one back to the farm she came fro,, he pulled out his small mirror once more and played around with his hair.

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Analiese St. Claires

As Ana saw someone come out,she smiled showing off her straight white teeth. As he walked up to her she gave him a friendly,"Hi." Before reaching her hand out to shake,she expected him to shake back but all he did was say,"You expect me to touch that?''She bit her lipand pulled her hand back. She looked at them seeing if anything was on them,nothing. Nothing at all except for the tattoos on her wrist. "I....guess not." She cleard her throat looked at her converse before speaking again,"Any who,I'm Analiese St. Claires and i'm guess you you're the......nice teen i'll be shadowing for the next three months?" She exhaled not wanting to make a bad impression even through he did,but it was his house. She messed with the ends of her ruby red hair,knowing if he didn't even shake her hand,it mant he was going to say something about her hair color or why she talked so funny.

Analiese grabed her two carry on bags and set them on top of her rolling bags before looking at Alexander again. So,do you mind showing me to my room or am I suppost to use my 'red neck' insticts to follow the stars and do it? You know since i'm from Indiana." She didn't mean for that to come out but no matter how nice she told her mom she would be,once you disrespected her then she'll fight back. Also,her little accent came out a bit,it made her blush alittle knowing it was a bit laughable. She smirked at him and tilted her head letting her straight hair fall to one side.

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Damien Joles

Damien stood up as the pilot announced that they had landed at LAX. He hated the feeling of being surrounded by so many people. He noticed dozens of children excitedly chattering about Disneyland. He smiled back as one particular little boy smiled at him. Growing up he and his mother didn't have enough money to buy a plane ticket to California, much less pay for a trip to Disneyland. Still, there was a happiness that came about whenever he was around kids. He almost envied their chance at having the time of their lives while they were young. He thought back to the Qualms family. They weren't the same after what happened to Jason, but then again neither was he. Damien loved Jason's younger siblings. Andrea, Ricky, Savannah and Damien's favorite, Nick. Nick was almost like Damien's own little brother. He reminded himself that he'd have to call them to check up once everything got settled in his new "home".

Damien strolled out of the airport after getting his luggage to see a limo driver holding his name in the air. A limo. Really? They needed to flaunt their money the second I arrived? The host family he'd been assigned was the Walters family. They were probably rolling in dough and greedy beyond belief. Damien looked down at his worn jeans and plain gray hoodie, wondering how he was ever going to fit in with the rich and self-centered. For a moment he thought about turning around and demanding to be sent back to Chicago, but he reminded himself why he was there in the first place. He hopped in to the limo and waited to be dropped off at what was most likely going to be hell.

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As the car was let into the gated community, her eyes went wide.
"What in the world do they all need with such huge mansions!?" Rainy asked the Driver, her British-like accent heavily lacing her words.The middle-aged man behind the wheel laughed. "Don't ask me sweet heart, i live in a two bedroom apartment downtown....which is probably the size of these peoples closets!"

The two laughed, and would converse a bit longer about random things, before the car finally pulled up to the end of a luxurious mansions driveway.


"Wow, there must be at least four families inside of there!" Rainy said, as she opened the Lincoln Towncars door.
"More like just one."
"No way, that's so crazy!"

"Yes way, hun." the driver said sarcastically, before pulling out her one suitcase, and large handmade African beachbag - stuffed with only a couple other pairs of shoes, and random things.

"Thanks! I appreciate your help!"
"No problem, do you want me to carry that suitcase up to the door for you??"
"Oh no, it's pretty light! You have a beautiful day sir!!"
"Well okay then. You too hun!"



Rainy would wave at the car as the man pulled off, and only after the car rounded a corner, would she sling her bag over her right shoulder, and grab her suitcase with her left hand.

To say she was stunned by the size of the house would of been an understatement. In her country, the materials used to build this one house, could of been used to build twenty! But she tried to shake off the odd feeling of not belonging, as her a strand of her thick curly hair broke loose from it's messy ribbon-wrapped bun.




Seeing as how she was walking rather slow, it took her nearly two minutes to reach the front door.
Rainy would make sure her beige and pink caftan was covering her pink swimsuit properly, and then wipe her three and half inch wedge-sandals on the outdoor mat, before knocking on the door.
"Lekker wees, lekker wees!" she whispered to herself.......which was Afrikaans for; "Please be nice, please be nice!"

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Claire Megan Walter

Sighing as she finally -being lazy like usual- got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. The newly arrival was coming and she wouldn't want to be there when he came, well that's what she thinks, but her heart is just beating with excitement. Combing her hair, she did her make up and walked out of the bathroom, she went to her closet and walked inside turning the light on to light up the big walk in closet. Picking her always favourite, black on black on black outfit and putting it on, then walked out of the closet turning the light out as she got out and closed the door. Smiling as she looked at her tall mirror, she went down stairs and into the kitchen sitting behind the breakfast nook, and eating her already cooked breakfast the cook made for her. 

"Should I make one for the newcomer?" The cook looked at Claire and smiled. Claire shrugged and hoped off the chair,"If you want to be my guest," She started walking towards the backyards slide glass doors,"I wouldn't even care whether he ate or not." Walking to the chair swing that was built under the beautiful large tree, she watched from a distance as her parents were talking on the phone or having meetings on their laptops, or filing important documents. Rolling her eyes,"All they care about is their damn work never about me, they always pay attention, to those damn things never me." Her dad finally came out of the house and sat on the chair with her, she looked away and looked at how beautiful the sky looked from here, she had a lot of memories in this some she would liked to remember. Some she would rather forget, but they are the ones to remember first in her bad memory book. Sighing quietly as her and her father sat there in silence she had nothing to say to him, so why even bother by doing so. 

"The limo just picked him up," Her father stared at the sky amassed at its beautiful setting,"he will be here any minute and please just be nice to him at least." Shaking her head she looked back her father who stayed staring at the tricolored sky. "Whatever." She smiled a weak smile and got up walking back inside, into the kitchen and got her self a bottle of apple juice and sat down on the comfy long black couch with red design able pillows. The couch was soft and do was the pillows she sat there and watched the news, the weather, politics, murders, everything on the news were the same things.

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He glared at her as she stated her name like he didn't already know that. He rolled his eyes and casually says " I really don't care who you are and what heck you do. Listen here is my rules. Don't effing talk to me, don't touch me and NEVER ever in your life come into my room and if you do little country girl am going to literally drag you by your red hair and kill you." He stated. He then turned around and sprouted a smile.."Don't you want to know where your room is?" he asked as he lead her through a small hallway and in front of a white door. He opened the door and it revealed a closet and he smiled. "There's your room enjoy" he said before going into another door and leaving her stranded in the huge mansion.


Obviously that he had no respect for Ana, or whatever her name is.
But he didn't leave her in the middle of nowhere the room next to the closet was her room, that was all set up for her.

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She scoffed as he said his rules,but laughed at the last one. As he turned around,she rolled her green eyes before grabbing her bags,following him inside. Looking around his house,her mouth dropped open at all the expensive pieces of furinature they had. As he showed her to her "room",she let out a shallow laugh. "There's your room enjoy" As he left her she flicked him off before speaking,"Aw,you think you're going to get rid of me that easly,that's cute. But,don't give your sweet little hopes up,i'm not easy to get rid of." She smirked and knew this couldn't be her room. As a sevant passed her she asked where her real room was. He sweetly escorted her next door,she said thank you as she watched him walk away. She grabbed her bags and looked around the room,feeling completely out of place. She dropped her bags on the queen size bed,unzipping both of them. "Stupid son of a bitch,I didn't say anything disrespectful to him." She said under her breath outting her clothes away in the drawners.

She pulled out a picture of her whold family and put it on the nightstand,she exhaled. "This guy,doesn't know how lucky he is." She rolls her eyes before grabbing her bag and going outside her door. She looked around before walking towards the living room. Dhe honestly had no idea what to do seeing school was tomarrow but honestly she knew she wasn't going to be around Alexander seeing that he didn't want her here anymore than she wanted to be there but there was no way in hell she would let him win.

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Nate 'Hunter' Evensmore

Hunter was deaf to the sound of knocking echoing throughout his family's large house. Instead he had fallen into the world of soft velvet sheets and warm cushioned feather filled pillows.

Though at the other end of the huge house, the sound of shuffling feet and excited chatter filled the down stairs rooms. Annabelle Evensmore was currently dragging her father towards their large and imposing hard wood front door, exuberantly babbling away about how she hoped that this new girl would play and be, in her own words, 'super-duper-extraly-nicely-nice'. It was times like these that one Mr. Evensmore wondered if his little girl already knew half the words she was speaking weren't actually in the English dictionary, -or any for that matter.
Sighing, the ageing man took a moment to re-adjust his loose tie and tuck in his un-tucked dress shirt. "Come on daddy! Open the door, please!" Annabelle begged, tugging at his shirt. "Okay, okay. But remember not to throw yourself at the girl like you did your last nanny. We can't have anything like that incident happening again." Said girl looked up at her father with round green eyes, lower lip slightly pouted. "Of course daddy."

Running a hand through his quickly combed brown hair, Mr. Evensmore pulled opened the door with surprising strength, a kind smile on his face as he greeted the teen. "Hello, you must be... Er-" "Rainy!" Annabelle interjected, throwing herself at the girls legs and quickly spurting out, "Hi my names Annabelle and this is my dad and my older brother Nate- er Hunter is somewhere else I'm guessing in his room but that doesn't matter 'cause he's not that nice to new people or people in general really, I don't know why thought but that doesn't really matter 'cause I'm way nicer than that stick in the mud anyway! Wanna see my ponies?"

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He sat upon his bed thinking doubtfully. He might have come on too strong. He was a bit rude...well..he was very rude, the type of rudeness his father would scold him for and remove his belongings from his hands. He bit his lower lip walking back and forth upon the wooden floor of his large room. He sat on his soft king sized bed, thinking maybe he should apologize to her for hurting her feelings. But then again, he's never said sorry before to anyone..much less a stranger. The scent of cinnamon filled the house. The girl she smelled like cinnamon.

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Damien was awestruck by just the size of the buildings around him, and he was certain that the home of the Walters was going to be more extravagant the cold, blocky skyscrapers found downtown. Damien felt a flicker of excitement for a moment, but he rejected it the moment he realized how silly he was being. A life filled with wealth was never going to be handed to him. Besides, he had a good life with his mom. Thinking of home he remembered that he was going to give everyone a call. He called the Qualm household first. It was probably already afternoon on the east coast and the children would be home from school. The phone rang twice before the familiar squeaky voice of an eleven year old answered, "Hello?". A smile spread across Damien's face as he recognized that he was talking to Nick.

"Hey bud, it's me."
"Damien?" In the background Damien could hear the other three children scrambling to the phone as they heard his name.
"The one and only. Put me on speaker. How is everybody?"

What came next was so much chatter that Damien couldn't make out what was being said. Finally Andrea, the oldest of the children, made everyone calm down. Damien told them about the huge buildings and the snotty people he'd seen on the plane. Twenty minutes of talking to them felt like two seconds before the limo pulled up in front of a huge house. Damien frowned for a moment, realizing not only that he'd have to hang up and go inside, but that he'd really be living with a family so consumed with greed that they needed a house that could probably hold his entire block.

"Listen up, I want all of you to behave while i'm gone. Go visit my mom if you want, i'm sure she'd love to cook all of you a meal." Damien was about to hang up after their goodbyes when he heard Nick softly say his name.
"Damien?"
"Yeah, bud?"
"You're coming back, right? It won't be like Jason?"

In that moment Damien's heart felt crushed by the painful memory of losing his best friend. "No bud, it won't be like Jason. I'll be home in time for your birthday, okay?"
"Okay. Bye!"

Damien sighed as he hung up the phone, bracing himself for the next few months of hell. He grabbed his luggage and walked down the path to the door before giving a good hard knock and waiting to face his new temporary life.

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Claire sighed as she say there watching the news, it was pretty warm today. She was thinking about calling a few of her friends and ask them to go to the beach with her and then to a restaurant. Almost jumping when she was too caught in her thoughts, hearing a hard knock at the door. Waiting for a while to recalculate her thoughts, she got up from the couch and took her time going to the door,"I got it." She told who was ever listening.

Looking through the little tv screen,"This must be him," Opening the door she looked the boy up on down. Smiling a great fake smile at him, she was good at acting so he wouldn't notice anyway, he looked like he had no talent. "Hello I am Claire Walter, and I would be glad to welcome you to my home." She moved out the way to let him walk through the door so she could close the door. He was letting all the cool air out if he didn't hurry up. Looking him up and down once again, she didn't really like his type of clothing but, he wouldn't be seen with her anyway so she would care less how he dressed.

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Rainy smiled widely at the peppy young girl who burst out the door to hug her legs....before talked a mile minute, for nearly two minutes.

"Um yes, that would be fun.....i love horses and ponies. How about you show me to my room though first?" said Rainy, before looking over towards the young girls father and holding out her hand.
"Thank you for letting me stay with your family, i appreciate the opportunity." she said kindly.

After he shook her hand, she'd follow the pair inside, and up to her room.

Her bedroom back in South Africa could of probably fit inside the room she stood in, times ten......so she was quite shocked, to say the least.
But she didn't have time to really take much of it in, for as soon as she dropped her bags, the young girl pulled her over towards a window and pointed outside. "There! See them!??" the little girl said. Rainy went to look at the horses, but before she could get a good look, she was being pulled back out of the room and down the stairs.

Her father yelled something at her, but Annabelle didn't really pay it any mind as she pulled Rainy out the back doors and towards the stables in the back yard.


Rainy loved animals......so when Annabelle asked for her help in pulling out the ponies, she quickly agreed.