Dominique Porsha Saunders.

The only people to truly call her Dominique are the people that are of the non royal status. Everyone within the ranking of the royal status calls her Domi.

October 31, 1997.

17.

Female.

Domi doesn't really like putting a label on her sexuality. She likes who she likes. Pansexual.

Unfortunately, single. Though have left a trail of broken hearts in her wake.

Domi is a rising Pop Star and Actresses.

Senior.

The Queen Bee.

Domi is a very attractive female in her own right. She has milk chocolate, smooth skin. Her skin is blemish free and she doesn't have any zits or pimples neither - Never have, never will. Her long, raven colored locks of hair is hers and she will never put a strand of weave or extensions in her hair. Her hair cascades down to the middle of her back, sometimes resting just above her shoulders. She has chestnut brown colored eyes and a big smile that can kill. She stands about five foot seven and weighs approximately one-hundred and twenty-two pounds. She tends to wear anything of the latest fashion trend, everything being colored coordinated to her taste. She wears blouses, mostly and you'll never find her in nothing other than that. Along with her blouses she has an array of skirts and pants along with heels to match. She has a butterfly tattoo on her wrist and a heart with devil horns on her ankle. She has two piercings in her two lower earlobes and a belly button piercing, too. She has a one of a kind style and dares anyone to match her when it comes to fashion.

Accessorizing her closet
Going out for Mani Pedis
Scrunches her face up whenever someone says something stupid
Bites her lower lip when flirting
Is a little Superstitious

Writing Lyrics
Coming up with new and creative ideas
Modeling

Ruling the halls of B.H.H.S.
Social Gatherings
Parties - Especially ones that she hosts
Chocolate
Cooking & Baking
Smiling & Arguing

Petty Drama & Arguments
People trying too hard to fit in
People who cut her off mid sentence
Raising her voice

Losing her Queen Bee status
Being betrayed
Heights
Having a non Royal or A Lister touch her

When you hear the name of Dominique Saunders, you wouldn't think that she'd be the successor of the Queen Bee role but even her Royal friends were a bit surprised, too. She is a very ambitious and confident individual and aspires everyone to be the best that they can be and don't try to impress someone just to fit in. She cannot stand someone who tries a little too hard to fit in somewhere they don't. She doesn't hesitate to share valuable advice to anyone that asks though as she will be as honest as she can be even she does have to be a bit brutal with her words. When it comes to talking to Dominique, you better be ready for a quick comeback because she is very quick witted with her words. Dominique will say something that will leave the simplest minded person astonished.

Every since she stepped within the halls of Beverly Hills high, she always had to perfect mix of sass and sweetness towards others. She is very cunning, always lurking in the background and acting like she didn't hear anything when she really did. Though, she doesn't spread the gossip until asked or if she truly hates the person that it is about. She doesn't like to treat people like shit and is actually pretty nice towards others - Just do not touch her and you'll be fine and survive within Beverly Hills. Dominique will not make her friends or any other Royals feel less important than what she is. If she if isn't bored by your presence then she'll be your best friend for life, your ride or die chick and there is nothing her friends, especially the Royals, can ask for that she will not give them.

Overall, most people think that she is deceiving when it comes to be harmless. She is deceiving them because she isn't as nice, well only to a select few, as she is but she is also quite insensitive, too.

Dominique was born on a bright and beautiful day, seventeen years ago. She was born to two wonderful parents, James Saunders, who is a politician in Beverly Hills and her mother Heather Saunders, who is a Lawyer in Beverly Hills. Dominique was the only child for about a year and had received almost everything parents could get a few months old baby. It was ridiculous now that she thinks about it as a baby doesn't need as much things that she had gotten. Her brother, Marcus was born that year and though she wasn't jealous or anything, she liked the idea of having a younger sibling. Dominique and Tristan were and still is equally intelligent and bright for their age. Dominique has always showed a passion for music so her parents didn't hesitate to let her creativity show by taking her to the local recording studio, where she recorded some of her original songs. A producer soon came about and signed her to their label. She was stoked and ecstatic and immediately accepted the offer. Her parents and brother were proud of her, too until they realized how much she'd miss because of touring and contract signing so they hired her a teacher to help her out on the road and such.

As the years went by and they were fun from all of the performances, touring and even hanging out with a few friends, she finally told her producer that she wanted to enjoy her teenage life within high school. Her high school years were and still is some of the best years of her life and she will not hesitate to tell anyone that. She adores being around her peers and fellow Royals and it surely shows as she were always inviting them over her house and even hosting parties on the beach and such. She was picked for the Queen Bee role by the previous Queen and King Bee of Beverly Hills. She was a bit surprised since she didn't think that she was the perfect fit for the role. But the senior and graduating Royals accepted her as if she was already the Queen Bee of the school. Dominique is finally a Senior and enjoyed her Summer, partying and performing but also taking a trip to the beach and even hanging out at the shopping outlets with her friends.

She hopes to be the best Queen Bee that Beverly Hills has ever seen though doesn't want to hold too much of a burden on herself if she isn't. Dominique will be sure to oversee her brother, too as if anyone messes with him then they mess with her and that is a mistake within it's own right.

Cheerleading and Recording Songs.

The whole Adele 25 CD.

She is very overprotective of her brother, no matter his social status within the ladder of Beverly Hills. Be warned if you mess with him.

Tristan Elliot Saunders.

Tristan likes to be called Tris by some people as he loves the Divergent series. If he let you know his nickname then he'll allow you to call him Eli. Just don't call him Tes, which is an abbreviation of his full name.

December 1, 1999.

17.

Male.

Bisexual but leans towards guys more than girls.

Single but looking to mingle.

None - Trust Fund Baby.

Junior.

Head Nerd.

Taking after his father with his features, Tristan is a handsome, young man that exemplifies what a guy of his caliber should look like. Much like his sister, he takes on a milk chocolate skin complexion along with those chestnut brown eyes of his. Tristan stands about six foot one and weighs about one-hundred and thirty-three pounds. He has a very slim frame as most people doesn't think he eats enough even though he has a high metabolism. Tristan is very toned as well, not really sporting a six pack but definitely has some abs within the region of his midsection. He likes to keep his hair well trimmed and edged up to perfection. His clothing style isn't unique or anything at all. Tristan likes to wear buttoned up shirts and long pants with Sperry's or Polo shoes. He dresses a bit casual but only dresses up whenever he needs to. Tristan doesn't have any markings, scars, tattoos or piercings.

Licks his lips often then applies chapstick
Always quoting phrases from books or movies
Hums during awkward silence
Dislikes Conflict

Video Gaming
Archery
Reading

His sister, Dominique
Watching the Sunset and Sunrise
Cuddling
Being warm
Intellectual People
Meaningful conversations

Petty people
Bullies
Too much hype for something
Being told what to do
Arguing with his sister
Disrespect

Dying young
Heights
Commitment

When it comes to being the Queen Bee's sister, Tristan is the quite opposite of her. He is quite intelligent and can solve almost anything that is put in front of him with ease. Not saying that he is an Albert Einstein genius but he just have that level of intelligence that is quite comparable. Tristan is very honest towards everyone, no matter who you are. He will not lie to anyone as he isn't a person that tells you something just because you want to hear it, he'll be very straightforward with his words and not hold his tongue. If one was befriend Tristan, they better be ready for a very loyal and loving friend. He is nice to everyone that he meets until they give him a reason to not be so nice towards them.

Even though he is the Queen Bee's brother and somewhat popular within the halls of Beverly Hills, Tristan is very insecure about a certain amount of things. He doesn't show it publicly for everyone to see because he doesn't want to be judged but if someone has made a remark about his appearance or whatever, he'll wait until he is alone then just stare in the mirror. But aside from that, he is quite charming and definitely competitive, especially when it comes to video gaming. He has hosted and been in many tournaments, receiving cash prizes and such from his winnings. Overall, Tristan is a great person to befriend as if you want someone to be honest and loyal to you.

Since the moment he was born, a year after his sister, his parents immediately started up a Trust Fund for him. He had lived a childhood similar to Dominique's as he was given everything that he had ever asked for. Tristan modeled some when he was younger but dwindled out of that career when Dominique was slowly rising to stardom, herself. He wanted to be by her side just in case things didn't go the way she wanted it. Soon and a few years later, Tristan and his sister had entered Beverly Hills High, he was a Freshmen and she was a Sophomore.

Dominique kept a close eye on him as he didn't really need since he knows how to take care of himself but she insisted. Tristan went back to modeling, briefly but after a long discussion with his parents, he found out that he had an enormous trust fund and quit modeling once again. Tristan spends his money wisely and is sometimes willing to give back to certain people.

Now he is entering in his Junior year of high school and he is looking forward to it. He is sad because his sister is graduating this year but is excited but she is ruling the halls of Beverly Hills High now and he is once again by herself though he hangs around his own nerdy friends, too.

Video Game Tournaments
Tutoring
Choir

Again, Adele 25 CD!

Just ask.

Hunter M. Richards

- Richards
- Marie

1/28/98

17

Nonbinary (She/Her pronouns)

Pansexual

N/A?

Senior

Head Artist

Standing at about h'8" and weighing an unhealthy one hundred and twenty-five pounds, Hunter is slim, tall, and knows how to show it off. Despite using she/her pronouns, Hunter is nonbinary, and this is shown off through her varying outfits, use of makeup, and vanishing curves. Her face is angular, with lush lips, a narrow nose, and large blue eyes, which contrast well with her short, ever-changing hair. She has a very androgynous build, with fair, easily tanned skin and many bruises and blemishes from drunk adventures and childhood mishaps. Her arms, back, and torso are covered with many colorful tattoos, most referencing very old, nerdy TV shows and bands. Normally binds her breasts despite having very little curves.

Band shirts, sweatpants, skinny jeans, and loose tank tops fill her closet, and there are very few dresses and skirts. To more formal events she dawns dress shirts and sweater-vests, and thanks to her growing interest in fashion she always matches. When not prancing off to a party or lurking around the mall with friends she dresses like a slob, throwing on willy-nilly as an attempt to stay out of the nude. Normally wears contacts, and at night can be seen wearing very round glasses.

While on the surface Hunter appears sweet and friendly, often coming up to strangers with a wide smile and friendly tips, she is far from being a king soul. With a biting wit, a sailor's mouth, and devilish eyes, Hunter often approaches others with an insult already in mind. Rather mischievous and childish, Hunter often pulls practical jokes towards those she deems worthy, and despite always getting caught she just can't stop making them, finding even the most mundane attacks to be hilarious in some manner. Though she is quite talkative, Hunter has few close friends, finding that her mind simply has problems trusting people easily. Due to her cynical mindset, after her initial friendly greeting she will slowly grow more and more abrasive the longer the conversation goes on, until eventually she just runs off to cool down.

An art student before everything else, Hunter has a very vivid imagination, which is evident in most of her more fantastical pieces. Despite being very invested in her school work, Hunter is far from smart, and relies more on her keen eyes rather than her brain in classroom environments and stressful situations. School never really clicked with her, and because of this she is a rather bad student in classes that do not involve art in some way. Idiocy in the classroom aide, Hunter can be considered very adept on the streets and knows her way around even the most sketchy-feeling areas. Open-minded, Hunter is always open to ideas and questions, and has many strong liberal views despite hating politics to death.

Thanks to growing up in a rough neighborhood, Hunter had once taken part in many fist fights and verbal arguments, and though she rarely has the need to now a days she always remembers her father's fighting advice. With her strong eyes and sharp tongue, Hunter really does appear to be some sort of ruffian at first, one who can handle themselves under pressure, but in actuality she is quote fragile mentally. If too much stress is put on the skinny lad's shoulders she will easily snap and end up fleeing to hide away from everything causing her grief. Hiding her fears and insecurities is something Hunter does very well, so when she finally lets everything spill out it is nearly unbearable. To keep situations lighthearted and not worrying, Hunter cracks jokes, most being particularly dirty, and tries her best to keep everyone smiling. Her pseudo-optimistic attitude is only rivaled by her cynical and cold personality when she is near untrustworthy people. Thanks to her upbringing (and her father), Hunter a very crass way of speaking, and despite being kind of bitchy to those she had met a few times already, HUnter tries to act as kind as her mind will allow.

Born to a rather successful studio artist and a thespian, Hunter grew up in a decent flat in NYC. Known as 'Marie' back then, the young child spent most of her days watching her father paint, and as the many canvases filled with strong lines and colorful paints, inspiration began to bloom in her head. With her father's guidance, Marie began building up her artistic skills with various paintings and drawings, and she was often taken out and about the city to learn about techniques that could be seen in real life. Marie's upbringing was mostly based around her father and his articulate yet abrasive ways of showing her the world, and because of this she grew into a child with a sharp eye and a sharper tongue.

In her second to last ear of middle school, Marie's parents had a sudden falling out, leaving the poor child in the dust as she watched her father attempt to gather the shambles of his life. A year passed, and the divorce had been such a mental block for Marie's father that he decided to simply move far, far away from the source of his worries. Marie, of course, followed him all the way to California, and she entered Beverly Hills High School with her head held high and her lips drawn tight. As a freshman, she felt rather left out and alone, and she was quickly diagnosed with depression and gender dysphoria after having a break down in the girl's locker room.

Marie's sophomore year was spent looking for herself, and while out and about with her dad one day her eyes settled upon one of the most beautiful people she had ever seen walking passed them on the sidewalk. They were completely androgynous and confident, and that inspiration that filled Marie's gut as a child once again bloomed. That same night, she searched through countless pages of genders until she found a term that fit her perfectly. Nonbinary. The rest of her sophomore year was spent transforming herself, changing herself, until eventually she entered junior year not as 'Marie', but as 'Hunter'.

The rest of her high school career leading up to the present was spent in art rooms and parties. Feeling more comfortable with her body, Hunter became confident enough to start flirting and gaining closer friends, and thanks to her father's understanding nature whatever worries she had left all seemed to fade to the back of her mind. Her plans for senior year are simple: paint more and have fun, and damn is Hunter going all out to achieve her goals.

Anything on the new P!aTD album

Awkward Conversations - The Front Bottoms
_{And I wish I could pretend to be
All of the things you think you see in me
But I am not that guy, that guy just left
He had his collar up and there was smoke on his breath}

Analise May Arnette

She sometimes goes by Anna, but prefers to be called Analise

May 16th, 1997

18

Female

Heterosexual

Single

Senior

Prep

Analise looks like a stereotypical preppy mean girl, with pale cerulean blue eyes and long, perfectly curled dirty blond hair that reaches just past her chest. She stands at the average height of 5'6" and weighing 118lbs, Analise's lean frame is almost a copy of her mother's. Her skin is a fair shade, fairly unblemished thanks to the expensive skin care routine Analise follows.

Analise's style of clothing usually varies. While her priority isn't looking the best, Analise is usually seen dressed in various blouses, skirts or designer jeans. One statement piece that Analise is always seen in is a rose gold, heart shaped locket, gifted by her mother on her fourth birthday. Analise's blonde hair is always styled and organised to perfection, often let down in loose curls or (if she's willing to put the effort) straightened. Since her eyes are her favourite feature, Analise loves to heavily define her eyes with eyeliner and mascara. The rest is usually kept natural, minimum blush and lipsick.

Analise is a very talkative and excitable person. She loves meeting new people and would try her hardest to be their friends. She's highly optimistic, preferring to see the world in rose-tinted glasses. This can easily translate to naivety, since she refuses to see the bad in other people, often resulting with her in a situation she doesn't want to be in.

With her life being easily comparable to a ticking time bomb, the girl prefers to live in the moment rather than think ahead of time. She never has a back-up option, Analise knowing that she may not survive long enough to be able to plan far enough. She lives each day as if its her last, which sometimes means that she takes the wrong - or risky - decisions in life. Analise is not very active. Her condition makes it difficult for her to try any extreme sports, being so exhausted by the end of the day. She prefers to do yoga three times a week, to try and keep her healthy but other than that she doesn't try anything else.

Born to an A-list actress, Georgina Arnette, and an author, Stephen Arnette, little Anna used to be in the media's attention daily. Georgina loved bringing her young daughter out into the public's view, loving how the media and public alike would melt at the mother-daughter duo. The young Arnette always got whatever she wanted, spoilt by both her parents and the media, Georgina and Stephen knew that their precious daughter would be loved by many.

Life changed for Analise at the age of five, when she was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis - a genetic conditon that caused a large amount of mucus to clog the lungs. The condition was incurable, and the doctors soon gave Analise a number, seventeen. They said that Analise would most likely only live up to the age of seventeen before succumbing to her ailment. It was then that her mother stopped bringing her out with her to the public, instead sheltering the little girl. Then, Analise never understood what was happening, to her it was like the attention had simply disappeared. The little one knew that something was wrong, but she could never point out what it was.

By the time she was ten years old, Analise had completely disappeared from the media's attention. Instead, Analise was constantly in and out of clinics and hospitals, her parents trying every treatment under the sun for her condition, even if none worked out. For her tenth birthday, Analise was finally told about her condition. The girl was given a camera, so she could document the rest of her life through photography. This is where Analise's love for photography came from. Analise decided then to try and live her life to her fullest, and took up yoga as a hobby to try and improve her physical health, while improving her photography skills.

At her eighteenth birthday, her parents hosted a large party. While the people invited never knew the real reason for such a grand party, Analise was happy to know that she had passed the expectancy. Now that she has reached her final year of high school, who knows what can happen?

Favourite song is most probably I Lived - OneRepublic, which actually inspired this character's backstory.

Lakshya Khanna

Lucky

March 9th, 1997

Eighteen

Male

Heterosexual

Single

Senior

Transfer (maybe later a Thespian)

Actor/employee at his aunt's cafe

Standing at 6'1 and weighing a respectable 170lbs, Lucky is one of the tallest men in his family. While Lucky isn't very muscular, having a more lean frame instead (inherited by his mother), its obvious that Lucky keeps himself fit and in good shape by regularly jogging in the mornings before going to school. Lakshya's skin is a warm, golden honey tone with few imperfections. Lucky also has short, dark brown - almost black - hair that is usually gelled and styled up daily. Lucky inherited his father's roundish-almond shaped eyes, a deep shade of brown that is framed with dark, thick lashes.

Lucky prefers to dress comfortably on a daily basis. With limited access to funds, he tends to avoid expensive, designer clothing with large price tags. His clothing is still stylish and modern. He doesn't wear traditional suits (kurtas) very often, only donning it during special occasions. It was more common for him to wear kurtas when he lived in India with his parents, with the media constantly following his and his family's every move. Lakshya also tends to keep his facial hair trimmed and neat - looking more like a stubble.

Lucky is a relatively fun guy to hang around with. He enjoys his fair share of parties and drink just like the next person. He's the type to lend an ear or a shoulder along with the harsh truth, so don't expect sugar-coated words with him. Lucky's confidence in himself and his abilities can come off quite off-putting to those around him, but he doesn't care much for what people have to think about him here.

Lucky's goal to being an actor often clouds the boy's judgement. He doesn't like studying, finding the act to be too boring for him to enjoy the subject. The only subject he excels at is drama and theatre, his love for acting often projected during class. Even though he hates studying, Lakshya makes it a priority to study, no matter what.

Honest to a fault, Lucky's upbringing in a strict and traditional culture vastly different to the one he lives in now has shaped him to be a very honest person. He may be a good actor, but he can't lie in front of those he cares about. His shifty eyes and fidgety demeanour are easy to notice, especially by those who knows him and his personality well enough. Lucky doesn't have much of a filter, often saying it as he sees it. That trait either gains him friends, or scares any potential friends away.

Lucky was born in Mumbai, dubbed the city of dreams. Mumbai was the Hollywood of India, all the movies, glam and fame coming right from the city. The Khanna family has always been known in Bollywood, each Khanna famous in their own right. Vikas Khanna was a popular director, while Sanjana Kumar (now Khanna) was an actress. Both were high on the chain, each having multiple successful films and music videos that is still widely popular to this day. It wasn't until Vikas and Sanjana worked together during the filming of 'Janam Janam' where the two finally grew to care for each other romantically, eventually going on to get married in a very high-profile wedding and eventually settle down together where two years later, Lakshya Khanna was born.

Being from a family of wellknown Bollywood stars, the child was expected to follow in his parents' footsteps and join them in the world of Bollywood once he was old enough. It wasn't long before little Lakshya was part of a well-loved franchise, playing the young protagonist and capturing the hearts of many in India. The popularity of the film had raised expectations of everyone from Bollywood and the media, Lakshya (who was now playfully dubbed Lucky in the media) began taking more roles - whether it be from a TV show or a movie. Lucky was ten when Vikas and Sanjana began hiding Lucky from the public's view, wanting the young boy to focus more on his education and life rather than the harsh life of Bollywood, sending him off to a private boarding school in the state of Himachal Pradesh.

For the next seven years, Lucky was under the care of strict teachers and instructors. There, education was the priority - students were only to study and take part in one extracurricular activty (which was usually something related to sports or dance, depending on gender). It didn't matter that Lakshya was the child of two very influential people, only education mattered. Lakshya's love for acting and fame was forced to be supressed, and that was painfully obvious when one would view Lucky's report card. Lakshya never excelled in the classroom, being either average or somewhat good in a handful of subjects - one being drama. During one summer when Lakshya was back home, it was finally decided that he would move to California to live with his aunt, on the condition that if he graduated as one of the top students in his year group, Lucky would be allowed to return to a life of fame and acting. This proved to be a good motivator, as Lucky was packed up and ready to leave that very night.

Now, Lakshya stays with his modest aunt, who owns a small but comfortable cafe. He doesn't have any access to the family funds, driving the young adult to work at his aunt's cafe to pay for the clothes and anything he wants. It's a struggle, but Lakshya is willing to do anything to return to his dream of acting.

Harmonia Ludwig Valentine

Harmony

February 14th, 1998

17

Female

Homosexual

Single

Private Piano Tutor
Youtuber

Junior

Head Performer

Harmonia is quite the beautiful girl, acquiring traits from both of her good looking parents. The first thing people notice when they look at her are her striking pale blue, almond shaped eyes. They are partially wide set and compliment her slim, heart shaped face that is always framed by medium length blonde hair. She has a petite frame, coming in at about 5'2 and weighs in at a skinny 110lbs with only a whisper of curve where it counts. She is always well groomed and bears no scars or tattoos, but has a single Industrial ear piercing on her left ear, typically hidden by her hair. Everyday casual attire for Harmonia consists of a buttoned up collared shirt under a pastel colored sweater, paired with simple jeans, leggings, or skirt with ankle boots or sneakers, or anything else rather comfortable but girly looking. [See Examples Here] When performing a piece on stage or in a competition, she takes a more extravagant style, often wearing long show stopping dresses. [Example Here]

Harmonia is not an individual that is hard to understand. She can be described as a true Aquarius, humanitarian to the core. She is broad-minded and creative, a real truth-seeker. Being affectionate and friendly by nature, she attractive and popular. However, her frankness can cut both ways. Within limits it can be a positive quality, but when it borders on the insensitive, it can really hurt people and alienate her from her friends and loved ones. She's not one to open up emotionally too soon, so not many people can relate to her unless they share the same passion for music as she does. As a result, though she may have many "friends", not many of them are close friends. Being unpredictable is another negative trait that works against her when trying to get people to understand her. She is spontaneous, to the extreme, and it can throw people off and even make others want to stay away from her. Harmonia has trouble keeping friends because of this, as one may think they know her until she does something they least expected. In the end, she doesn't really care who likes her or considers her a friend. All that matters to her is her music and touching the hearts of those who understand that it's the easiest way for her to express herself and her true emotions.

Harmonia was born to a pair of travelling musicians who were forced to settle down in California after her birth on Valentine's Day seventeen years ago. Her father was a member of a well known Orchestra that had their start in New York, and her mother was a member of a Choir from the same institution. Together, along with their peers, the two lovebirds travelled all over the United States and Europe, performing with their groups prior to Harmonia's birth. When they settled into the Hills, they raised Harmonia together, pouring their passion for music into her from the moment she was born.

It was when she was four that her mother began showing her how to play the piano. Her father got a job in a local music shop, teaching others how to properly care for their musical instruments and giving music lessons ranging from guitar to woodwind instruments. Until she was old enough to attend school, Harmonia's mother stayed at home and taught her slowly how to play the piano, and by the time she was 7, she was pretty much a pro. Her mother's lessons were strict to the point where she'd strike her daughter for making even the tiniest mistake. Though this in time moulded her into become a great pianist, it came at the cost of a meaningful relationship with her mother.

When Harmonia enrolled in school, she immediately found her place in the music room, often retreating there because she didn't want to be around her other classmates. Her mother got a job in a Performing Arts College and at the same time, attended so that she may further her own education. Fast forward ten lonely years and Harmonia's parents are still more focused on their occupations than their own daughter. She too buries herself in her work as a pianist and performer. Her father now owns a music shop, and her mother is now the President of the Performing Arts College she used to attend. While the two were constantly moving forward with their careers, Harmonia still struggles to catch up with them, desperately wanting to be noticed for her efforts. Her dream is to attend her mother's school upon graduation from Beverly Hills High, and as a result, has put aside everything else but her music. Her friends, classwork, and even her other hobbies come second to this.

She will do whatever it takes to be the best and finally gain the recognition she desires.

Student Council Member
School Choir - Not as a singer but as the Piano Accompaniment
Photography Club
Theatre - As a dancer

Theme Song: Alessia Cara - Here

Though Harmonia is a Lesbian, she's still "in the closet" due to her parents being homophobes, and well... no one ever asking.

September/27/1998

18

Female

Heterosexual (But very uninterested in romance)

Single

Musician

Junior

Preformer

Small, but Tanya knows she has a big presence. She has the appearance of a very lively woman. She allows herself to be approachable - whether someone wants a date or not. She's spastic in her movements, and very confident in them. Often smiling, and winking at people, taking large steps like she's in charge. But enough of that, you want to know what she looks like! Tanya is a small woman from Jamaica, and thus, she has features consistent with those people. Very dark skin, different skull shape, thick lips. Tanya is a woman with a very thin frame, and it's kept that way through a consistent and rigorous workout regime. She isn't muscular, but she's definitely toned. Her limbs are also thin and gangly.

Other than working out, she doesn't do too much in terms of work. Tanya has surprisingly broad shoulders, and has an A-cup bra-size. Her hands are pretty delicate, and precise, likely due to years of operating instruments, and despite her short size and stature, her feet are large. Now, getting that out of the way, time to go onto Tanya's face. Her facial features are pretty sharp, and pronounced. Tanya has a large mouth, with thick, wide lips, along with a large and pronounced droopy nose that looks far from disproportionate. Her cheeks are round, and because she's constantly smiling, her cheeks are always in the spotlight, figuratively speaking. Her eyes are almond shaped, and small, her eyelashes above it are thin (Unnaturally, she cut them thin). Ears are medium-sized and diamond shaped, and her forehead is large. In terms of hair, her hair is a black color, being straight. Her hair is very short, and is styled in such a subtle way that you'll have to look closely to see what style it really is. Tanya's hair is done into short twisted braids.

Tanya certainly has no shortage of colorful outfits. Her attire drastically varies from day to day. One day, she might be wearing an oddly colored short dress, and another she might be dressed as a beach loving Californian. Her sense of style is certainly strong. Tanya mostly dresses as you'd expect a musician to dress. She certainly wears lots of accessories to go with it (but not enough that it seems excessive). Ear-rings, bracelets, and sometimes regular rings. And Tanya's guitar is never far away from her. And not just any guitar. Top of the line, professionally made twelve-string Acoustic guitar. It's well maintained by a dedicated guitarist. Kept in a fancy black case that she keeps hanging off her shoulder by a strap. With stickers of kisses and hearts stuck to it.

A performer to her bones, Tanya is certainly loud, and knows how to make a big presence with a small body. Tanya is certainly loud, and lives to preform, and entertain others. Drawing attention to herself with impromptu performances, and her loud and boisterous attitude. It's just something she loves doing, why she's taken up being a performer in the first place. Apart of her love to entertain is a kind heart, and optimistic persona. She's a cheerful woman, constantly making jokes, and always being ready to socialize with people. Just about anyone, really. She has a a meek, near child-like, vibe to her. Some people would call her charming, along with a lot of other things. Other people would probably call her annoying. Tanya is a woman that speaks quickly, and mixed with her thick accent, makes it hard for her to be understood at times. She finds it irritating at times, but she keeps her demeanor. Though, that same energy can be seen once she gets angry. Once she gets angry, she talks so fast, that it becomes a blur. The only words that are understandable are "bumbaclot", and you'll be hearing it a lot.

Though, Tanya often comes across as arrogant, or condescending. She, at times, acts like she's better than other people because she's a musician, and they're not. This is a innate sentiment, in fact. It's unintentional when it shows, in fact. One thing she'd angrily argue against is people insulting the music she makes - or just music in general. That's something that she's insanely passionate about. Tanya is a woman that values her freedom, and independence above all else. Threaten it, and she'll certainly lash out.

Innately, a lonely girl. For most of Tanya's life, she always felt ignored. Sure, she had her friends, but they never truly stuck around (This extends far as her family). In the end, it was just Tanya. Which is why she finds it hard to really get emotionally invested in other people (Platonically, and romantically). And at the same time, she can be rather over-zealous in trying to make friends. Tanya is desperate for fame, and fortune. At this point, it's all but expected of her. She feels the pressure to try to get famous, and finally live up to her family's name. Yet, she feels that her parents cast a mighty shadow, and she couldn't possibly get where they were, even if she tried. She feels as if she couldn't get a contract. Thus, she holds a very strict standard for herself, and allows no deviation from it. She's hard on herself at times. Tanya has some self-blame issues. She feels that she's at fault for everything that goes wrong in her life (Especially if it was out of her hands). She'll come up with some excuse, and feel guilt over it. While she doesn't act like it, Tanya is a very vengeful woman. Someone did something very cruel to her when she was younger, and she hasn't truly let it go. So, she .

Born in Jamaica, Tanya was the daughter of a reggae-rap duo known as Smokey Summers. They were rather popular in Jamaica, and had a small following in America (Enough to warrant a few performances there). They were pretty busy with their job, and thus, they mostly left young Tanya alone, while they preformed all around Jamaica. They weren't rich, but they had enough money to afford a babysitter. However, little Tanya pined for her parents, and wanted to be like them. Even from her youth, she experimented with music. Not saying that she picked up a guitar right off the bat, but she got a feel for music by singing songs on her own, writing lyrics, and making beats. She was sent off to a private school where she excelled in an above-average education. Tanya wasn't exactly super popular, since she was much more concerned with attempting to make songs, rather than friends. It wasn't long until she became lonely, and reached out to them, attempting to make friends. At first, she had to put on a friendly facade, but soon enough, made some friends of her own. The few times she did see her family, they encouraged her love of music, going far as to give her a guitar to use.

As she got older, Tanya practiced that guitar until it broke (Literally! It had to be fixed several times), and sung songs all around the house. Other than obsess over music, Tanya developed a fascination with birds, too. Birds, in her eyes, are the epitome of freedom, and beauty. Exploring the Jamaican countryside was fun, too. Tanya wanted a bird, her parents wouldn't let her get a fancy bird like she wanted, but they got her a nice Amazon Parrot named Kiwi. Kiwi would stick with Tanya for years. Anywho, once Tanya was thirteen, she displayed an impressive talent in the music department - just like her parents. While they were away, they got her professional music lessons. Guitar and singing lessons. After school, of course. These lessons continued, until Tanya was a very skilled and talented musician (When she was very well into her early teens of course). That's when Mommy and Daddy decided to take her to a live performance. Of course, she wasn't on stage right off the bat, she was backstage, just to get a feel of it. It was exciting on the stage, but Tanya wasn't sure if she was really ready for it. Next time, her parents preformed their music... before letting little Tanya out on stage to do her thing (after announcing it, of course). While she was excited to preform, the second she stepped on that stage with that guitar in her hands, all that training, all that practice, couldn't prepare her for the crippling stage fright.

Her parents took her off the stage - to the utter confusion of their fans.

That night, Tanya cried harder than ever before, as her parents attempted to explain that she was just suffering from a bit of stage fright, and there was nothing wrong. Tanya simply told herself that it'll be something that she'll get over. Though, her parents decided that it was a bad idea to put her on that stage, at least, not until she was older. Of course, she was sent to America. A very special school. Beverly Hills High! She was ecstatic to become a student here, and using her preexisting musical talents, she became an instant hit there.

Well, this puts me in a pickle because I don't have a favorite song of 2016 yet. Ha. It'll probably be some hipster shit.

Lupe Ellie Bellasquez

February/14/1997

18

Female

Lupe is technically bisexual - but she's more than willing to go samesex.

None. Most of her flings have been one-off.

Senior

Royals

Lupe has the makings of a diva. The way she carries herself and acts just screams superstar. Lupe walks with confidence, and takes large steps. Having such confidence that she is unafraid of tripping or making a fool of herself. One thing Lupe prides herself on is her looks, she does plenty to keep herself looking like the best. Working out, eating fresh, makeup, and most importantly hygiene! Lupe looks incredibly clean and well-maintained, and she loves it. Fortunately, puberty for her was fairly generous, and her body has filled out nicely, she has the feminine curvature. Her own height and weight is pretty modest. Standing an inch above the average at 5'6, and weighing 127 pounds. Lupe is Hispanic, but has Caucasian in her roots from a interracial relationship between her great-grandparents. To be exact, Lupe is Mexican, Colombian, Dominican, Spanish, Greek, & French. Her skin is off white, and pretty light compared to her brother's. For those who spend time around Spanish people, she definitely appears to be Spanish. She looks Spanish in the face too, but a few facial features appear to be more Caucasian. For example, her nose. Like everyone else in her family, she has a large, pronounced, triangle-shaped nose. It's easily the most notable part of her face. But it doesn't exactly look freakishly large. It's just big, somewhat disproportionate compared her other facial features. Whether or not it's her most attractive feature is up to conjecture. But the rest of Lupe's facial features are sharp, and squared. She has thin lips that she tends to poke out a lot. Medium, rounded ears, that point inwards. Small, somewhat pointy chin, with a sharp jawline. Lupe's eyes are medium-sized and have a amber look to them. With her head being rectangle shaped, she isn't too shabby.

Lupe is thin, swimming and other physical activities has kept the weight off. But her limbs are tight and relatively free from noticeable body fat. Her thighs and biceps, however, have a little bit of body fat on them. Once again, nothing she can't hide underneath some outfits. Her breasts are a solid B cup. While her skin has an off white color, it has plenty of scars from her youth and recent times. Scars on her knees from playing. And an ugly slashing scar right across her cheek towards her mouth. Along with a scar on her lip, going down to the bottom of her chin. These are from several hilarious incidents where Lupe was trying to learn to fly. There are a mass of ugly slashing scars on her right wrist after one bad... incident. Other than that, she tries to keep herself free from blemishes and pimples. But she has a few that she keeps covered up with some makeup. Next of, Lupe has gotten a tattoos, not too many since she isn't a fan of them. But the one she has is quite symbolic. That tattoo is a few inches down from her shoulder that says "Joseph & Alejandro - I'll miss you" inside of a cross. When asked about this tattoo, she usually doesn't say anything. Lupe has straight, deep black (Which has a few strands that have been dyed a sandy blonde blonde - mostly on the right side of her hairstyle) hair that is well maintained. She keeps it in a short, slicked back, pompadour. A fabulous pompadour, conditioned to look the best with the finest hair products Lupe can find. Yeah, she keeps a comb in her pocket for it all the time. Lupe has a thick Spanish accent, giving out a Spanish fling as she speaks.

Lupe feels as if she is stylish. But her style largely varies. One day she could be rocking a hip-hop themed outfit. Other times she could be dressed up like a clubber, rapper, or a rave girl. Due to her power, she can wear whatever outfit she wants, more or less. But Lupe goes for the more standout outfits. She rarely wears things like skirts or dresses, in favor of her themed attire. One thing Lupe has plenty of is jewelry. Often enough, she'll be wearing hoop ear rings, or have a few bracelets. She's not too big of a fan of excessive piercings, so she keeps it limited it to her ears. Lupe's absolute favorite piece of attire is a particular jacket that she got years ago. It's a white denim jacket that is covered in patches of flags from various South American countries. With Lupe placing a sticker of an American Flag over her heart. Symbolizing her love for America, being a Mexican foreigner.

A party-girl that lives life to it's fullest. Tragedy struck her bloodline and it has convinced her that the only thing that matters is fulfilling her hedonistic needs and getting cheap thrills. Despite this, Lupe has made sure to never cross the line and remain a nice person, and treat people right. That said, Lupe is an extrovert to her core, she lives to hang around with other people. She certainly isn't afraid to walk up and start a conversation someone (Unless they're a nerd, creepy, or really, really phat). But on the flipside, she isn't afraid to walk away from someone she dislikes. She's calm, cool, and friendly, but she has a bit of spice and flair to all of her actions. She tends to joke around a lot, and act with a fire behind all of her actions. She's loud, and likes to be the center of attention - the true life of the party. Because one of her favorite things to do is walk up to a group of friends being bored and make it exciting! Because she is a good people's person. She just has charms that can win over people. Lupe is pretty flirty too, but unlike some girls, she handles it subtly (Because like hell she's going to become the town bicycle). She hints, and uses body language to get her point across to the boy of the day. How tall of a glass of water she considers them, the harder she'll try - and even if that doesn't work, she'll label them a lost cost and walk away. Though, that's rare. She's good looking and has such a way with words that it's easy for her to win over any guy. While she prefers guys, she is open to a relationship to someone of the same sex. But she rarely considers them real relationships, and only quick bangs. Because of her looks, Lupe especially knows how to use them to her advantage. Because, after all, the world favors a pretty face!

That said, Lupe is incredibly open minded. Willing to try anything. She can be protective of her friends, and stand up to a bully, male, female, or in authority, because she hates it when someone bullies others because they have a taste of power. More importantly, she can't let people think that they can step all over her undeterred. Which is why she's a bit more fighty than most people. Lupe is spicy, and has a short-fused temper that lead many to learn that it's best not to set her off. She retaliates fists with fists, and words with words. Though, it rarely comes to fists. Mostly, she gets into arguments with people because she is a legendary shit talker. Always ready to deliver a nasty burn or diss. However, it leads her into making impulsive actions when she loses her temper. Touching her guitar, or favorite jacket, is a sure-fire way to piss her off. Fucking with her hair is a quick way to get punched in the face. However, despite her short-fuse, Lupe won't remain angry for long. After it's over, she'll be back to her usual self. Neither is she the type to hold on to grudges. Because in her eyes, she got bigger things to do than worry about some loser that pissed her off!

Lupe is certainly vain, egotistical. One could even say she's narcissistic. She holds a high opinion of herself and her accomplishments. However, it's a trait that isn't super pronounced. It's one of the things that people catch on as they spend time around Lupe. She isn't the type to actively put people down either, unless they're annoying, or her opponents. Certainly having a flair for the dramatics, Lupe goes for flash and style above all else. Because hot damn, she knows she's got the goods, and everyone else should too. She especially favors the people who have similar good tastes to herself. Nice clothes and style are what Lupe looks for in people. She's waaay more likely to approach a person with a great taste in clothes, over someone who dresses blandly. Shallow? Yes, because Lupe doesn't have time for losers (Or worse! Surrounding herself with them!). Yeah, she's a huge show-off. Lupe tends to strike fabulous poses. Constantly. Especially if she gets into a fight. Because that pisses people off more than her shit talk. To Lupe, it's all about the looks. How she looks, how her friends look, that stuff. Then again, Lupe knows exactly what to do to get everyone's attention. She's loud, she flaunts what she has, and she shows off. Lupe has a knack for destruction.

Her allegiance lies with no one, truthfully. No politician, no boss, no man, no woman. She is in it for herself. But, if Lupe had to choose a political philosophy, she would choose liberal, for it is the most open minded out of all of them. Because she values her freedom and independence above all else. She cannot have either if she is tied down by a single organization. Because, to her, they are obstructions of freedom. And it shows in her political views. Immigration, Religion, and LGBTQ, she believes that they should be free to do as they please, fuck whoever says they shouldn't. The one thing she hates is someone on their high-horse dictating who should do what because of "values" or "traditions" (I.E. The people who say how the world should be ran). Especially the people who speak out against immigration because she is an immigrant herself. She spits in the face of authority, and steps all over the rules. However, Lupe has a massive grudge against gangs and organized crime. They took something away from her that she'll never get back, and she shows an immense anger towards them. If anyone says they're in a gang, she'll immediately cut ties with them. If someone so much as glamorizes the gangster lifestyle, they'll get a sharp look from Lupe. That said, she believes that people should be free to do as they please long as they don't hurt people. Long as people stay out of her way, she will leave them be lest they set her off. That isn't to say that she'll stand by as someone gets raped. Or won't beat a mugger's face in. Her sense of morality is still there, just that she ignores it more often than not in order to please herself. However, she will play along with organizations and rules if it benefits her. Because she isn't stupid, she knows who's in charge. She wouldn't blatantly break rules, but if she could get away with it then hell yeah she'd do. That said, her morality should be obvious. Lupe is, in D&D terms, a Chaotic Neutral with shades of Chaotic Good.

Though, emotional situations is where Lupe really falls apart. She's bad at giving advice, or counseling a crying friend - thus, she is a bad motivator. When these touchy-feely moments begin, Lupe usually becomes closed off until the fun starts again. It's because of her mentality to have fun and live life to it's fullest no matter what - she doesn't view such moments as "fun". Though, people also find out that Lupe isn't that open about certain things, as well. Such as her family, and where she came from. To her, it's the same as emotional moments; an obstruction of her fun. Whenever she's feeling down, she keeps it bottled to herself, and rarely tells anyone about them. Because, to her, her emotions are her business, and hers alone. Not everyone else's. Nobody has the right to go prying into her life just because they want to know about her. Going off of that, she feels that what she outwardly presents to people is all they need to know. What Lupe wants them to know is that she's fun, and everything they aren't. Nothing more, nothing less. She goes into recluse mode until she feels better. It might be days before she's back to her vibrant and spicy self. Lupe finds it hard to really empathize with people, but she tries to be nice as possible.

Once they get to a party, they find another side of her: the hedonistic maniac that lives to fulfill her thrills at a reasonable price. No matter how self-destructive they are. Sex, alcohol, and violence, it doesn't matter to her. It's mostly stems from her desperation to live an exciting life, and her belief that she wishes to avoid living a normal, boring life. So she does everything she can to make sure that it's interesting, not just for herself, but the troupe she associates herself with. Because hey, what's the fun in doing this alone? Lupe doesn't just go to parties to sate her thrill-seeking nature. She has taken to fights with various people, and putting herself in unsafe situations, just to get her blood rushing All because she's an adrenaline junkie. Ultimately, in the end, she's a woman that's lost something that she could never get back. So she relies on these vices to mask her grief. Because the one thing she fears the most now is feeling as if she's wasted her life, and thus, she has no choice but to . But, she dug herself a hole, the kind of hole that will never be filled. So the more she worries about it, the bigger it gets. A vicious cycle that will never end until she realizes it, or meets her end.

Lupe E. Bellemonte was born in Mexico, Lupe lived the early years of her life in relative comfort, since she was fortunate enough to have a somewhat good living condition. Her father was a very talented engineer, and her mother worked as a surgeon. They lived good, so her early life wasn't anything special. She went to school, met people, and had fun as she should. Quickly growing up to be a social butterfly without too much adversity to alter the course of her life. Her parents had another child when she was around six, her mother got pregnant with another child, and nine months later, she was introduced to her new twin brothers: Alejandro and Diego. She welcomed her younger brother with open arms, and looked forward to when they could play together. The big change in her life was once she was ten, when Lupe's father got a job for a big American company, and had to move to San Francisco. She was blindsided by the change, but was nonetheless open about it. Though, she had a feeling of insecurity as she rode the plane to America. Once there, she had to get over a bit of... culture shock to say the least. Learning English, differing social customs, and so on, was a bit of a problem for Lupe. She had a bit of a problem getting over it - until she had ran into the Hispanic crowd. Some of them were from out of country themselves, and they helped her adjust, and in the process, Lupe had made herself some friends and refined those social skills a bit. After she got used the country, she came to like the place. Having a nice house helped.

Life continued for Lupe. She didn't go without her home country as she visited there plenty of times. Sometimes staying for months on end. While she was there, she spent plenty of time with her Grandparents, especially her grandmother, whom was a legend when it came to the guitar. Since the old lady didn't have much else to do, she spent her quality time with her granddaughter teaching her how to play the guitar. Buying her a guitar for her birthday. At first, Lupe didn't really get it, but as she played more and more, it stuck to her, and it became a hobby that she perfected into her adulthood. Life from there was great, she became a social butterfly in school. One that made friends with all the cooler girls, and became what is called a "popular" girl. She hung out with her friends through her middle-school years. Once she hit highschool, she hit a whole new level. Things got more intense. Sex, drugs, drinking... they were tempting, but Lupe stays away from them. As she was taught not to give into those vices. It was hard, given that some of her nastier friends called her a prude and cut ties. It didn't matter, but Lupe stuck around with the friends that mattered to her. That said, Lupe never excelled in academics, as those weren't her focus. She got passing grades and that was just about it. She advanced through grade school at nineteen and made it to college, and was excited since, because of her grandmother suggesting it, Lupe decided to get into the Medical Science field.

However, her life changed a few months after her graduation... for the worse. While she was hanging out at a friend's house, she had learned that her family had gotten into a rather serious car accident with a man who had run the light. The sheer impact had sent their car flying and nearly crushed one half of it. Her father had been critically injured, and sent into a coma with no signs of ever waking up... while Alejandro, her brother, got his skull smashed open and died. This news had devastated Lupe. Where her mother went to alcohol, and her brother tried to push on despite the loss of his twin, Lupe went to the seven deadly sins in over to recover. That moment was when she realized that her life could end in the flash of an eye. So why should she do things like wait to drink and act in moderation? She went to the very thing those friends had mocked her from staying away from.

Lupe's family still had saved up a college fund for her so she can go off to Beverly Hills High and have a chance at success, Lupe only saw it as a new opportunity to indulge herself. She went to every party out that would take a Hispanic girl like her. There were plenty, actually. She met new people, from far and wide, that had the same interests as her: to live life as if every day was their last. She integrated into this new crew to the best of her ability, and became a sort of team leader for them. While she did have fun, she was rather strapped for funds, so she needed a job or two that had flexible work schedules. Fortunately, she had two options actually. First, her DJ friend had referred her to a club that was hiring. Lupe has DJ'd for a few parties in the past, and her DJ friend taught her even more, enough to hired. She was sent forth and got hired at the club...

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Lilian Elizabeth Storm

Lil or Lily

12/2/1997

18

Female

Heterosexual, but... she could be persuaded

Searching for Mr. Perfect though not afraid to have fun in the mean time

Freelance coder

Senior

Nerd

Lil is incredibly short. On a good day she might reach 5'2". While most people dislike being so short, she embraces it. In her mind it makes her look innocent, deceivingly so. The most attractive feature about Lil is her amazing hair. It is a fiery bright red that complements well with the pale complexion of her face. She always keeps it down, and when wet it is long enough to touch her lower back. Usually she is inside all day making it hard for her to get a tan though she has managed to achieve a splash of small freckles across her nose, cheeks, and shoulders. Lil's nose is small and slightly pointed up. When she's not wearing her glasses you will likely see small marks where they were resting.

When it comes to the rest of her body Lil isn't exactly proud. Her stomach is flat though there is next to no muscle anywhere. Last year in P.E. class she couldn't manage a single pullup. Most of her body is pretty thin, which she is displeased about. She thinks that other people will see her as flat-chested because she is a medium sized B-cup.

Lil has a bunch of piercings, most of them in her ears. There are 4 in the left and 3 in the right. The extra one in the left goes through the top of the ear, kind of like a pirate. She only has one tattoo on her left arm. When she turned 18 she immediately went out to get it done on her wrist. The only scar that she got was a tiny cut above her left breast. Most of the time it is covered up, but when not it is faint and faded.

Hoodies are a necessary for Lilian. Even when it's not cold you can almost always find her snuggled up in one. Especially when they're too big. She's nailed that perfect look that your girlfriend tries to go for when she steals your clothes. Under, she mostly wears t-shirts and tank tops with jeans. Also her favorite color is blue so you will probably see her wearing it a lot.

Most people would call Lil a genius, on paper she certainly is. She took an IQ test once and scored a 135. The number quickly went to her head leading to an inflated ego. She was so confident that her intelligence would always be there to back her up or get her out of any situation that she had become fairly narcissistic. In school she couldn't pay attention because she thought she was better than anyone in the class including the teachers. This has lead to some serious authority conflicts in the past. Because there is such a lack of challenge in school Lil is often bored. She thinks that by seeking out thrills she can make her life more interesting. She has done some seriously bad things to try and find that thrilling sensation. And of course she ignorantly thought wouldn't have repercussions because she was too smart.

When talking to Lil she generally seems bored with the conversation. It's not that she is, though it is quite possible, but that she is thinking about something else while you are talking. She can't keep focused on something that she isn't interested in for very long. If you try to insult her it might catch her attention, but as always she'll fall back onto her intelligence to get her out of any situation.

Lil was a single child raised by a single father. Her mother, Astrid Storm, left when she was a baby. Whether she just ran off or was killed was never found out, but either way Lil never knew her. When her mother left her father, Steve Storm, was very distraught. She had been the love of his life. Through he was incredibly grateful for his daughter. She was what got him up in the morning and what let him sleep at night. From what he had told Lil, she reminded him of her mother. Her hair was the same color and she was just as smart.

Lil being the egotistical maniac that she is, never wanted to go to high school. She knew she could get into college without a problem and begged her father to let her skip it. As much as Steve loved his daughter, high school had been the best years of his life. He had been captain of the football team and wanted his daughter to have the same experience. In Lil's eyes it wasn't fair because he had never been to college, but she reluctantly agreed to please him.

Of course, just like she had expected, high school was very boring. She couldn't focus and never did the homework. Her teachers at first thought she was a troubled student because of her terrible grades, but when they saw her tests they were astounded by the difference. She begun to teach herself computer coding. For a while it was interesting and then she stumbled into hacking. Immediately her interest was peaked. Although most of the time what she did was considered illegal, it gave her a huge sense of thrill. She started off small, but eventually couldn't help but shoot for bigger fish. Not once was she caught, only helping to inflate her ego.

Until one day she tried her most daring move. She wanted to hack NASA, maybe print out a blueprint for bragging rights, nothing too nefarious. She never stole when she hacked. Usually. It was the biggest hack she had ever attempted and went in guns ablazing. Unfortunately, Lil put too much confidence in her own abilities. Men in black swarmed her house, putting her under arrest. It was the Department of Homeland Security and they were bringing in a 15 year old. For the first time in her life Lil was terrified. She wasn't smart enough to deal with this situation. Luckily they let her off very easy. After explaining how she had broken into their system and upgrading it, a small shaky young girl was let off with a warning.

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Me, Myself & I is just a really good song

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Jackson Alexander Aurum

Jack for most people. And Jack the Ripper behind his back.

10/21/1997

18

Male

Heterosexual

Single and hunting

High School Student

Senior

Head Jock

Jackson towering height reaches 6'4" adding to his daunting appearance. He has a sharp face covered in long messy brown hair with a small flip in the front. He doesn't spend too much time on it wanting it to have a natural look. His eyes are a deep chocolate brown that seem to pierce intimidatingly. One of the things he is known for is his glare that stops people in their tracks. It's said once he drove a grown man to tears with a glare. The rest of his face is always cleanly shaved and neat. His voice is the second most interesting piece about Jackson. It is the most charismatic sound ever heard, like smooth silk, rivaling even Morgan Freeman. With it in combination with a intricate choice of perfect words, Jackson is a master at convincing people.
Jackson body although tall, is not unfit. He makes sure that his body is fit and lean. Not overly muscled, but enough so that he can appear intimidating and do well on the field. It also doesn't hurt that he looks good with his shirt off, lord knows he takes it off enough. His clothes are always up to date and with the trending fashion, although he has a particular taste for grays.

Taking off his shirt
Dragging a hand through his hair
Shoving his tongue behind his teeth when he smiles
Clenching his fist when stumped or confused
Staring for long periods of time

Playing Sports
Partying
Boxing

girls
lacrosse
leading
music
sex
being popular
intimidating
having the upper hand
any detective show

being put into a position where he appears dumb
pressure
being told what to do
seeming weak
the King
unpredictability

eating onions
not being popular
being boring

Cocky, egotistical, and way to full of himself are what most people think about Jackson. And they're not wrong. He looks down on everyone, even his closest friends. To him he is number one and no one even comes close to matching him. He is confident that when he walks into a room, he will always be the one walking out on top. However, this doesn't mean that Jackson is a bad person. He's not altogether good, but that's not to say he is intentionally mean. Most of the time. The way he see's it, it doesn't matter what other people think or feel. If they wanted to get to be like him, they could with some effort. Well, not like him, but close enough.
While Jackson does seem like the classic big headed jock of the school, not saying he isn't, he isn't dumb. He would never qualify as one of the nerds in terms of intelligence, but he has an eye for noticing things usually overlooked. Whether its a subconscious gesture or an item out of place, he is usually the one to spot it first. If you try to question his intelligence or right to lead the team, you better be prepared to get hit. Fights aren't something he openly looks for, but he also never hesitates to get the upper hand in one.

Jack grew up in Southern California. He was born to a Natasha and Skylar Aurum. His father was a very successful businessman. Successful and brilliant. He graduated college two years early to work in software development. It wasn't long before he owned his own company. Jackson grew up just like his father, they were both full of themselves. Natasha was nearly the complete opposite. She was kind and sweet the complete face of innocence. She worked in a volunteer animal shelter helping sick dogs and cats. She loved her job, almost as much as her only son. While Skylar treated his son like a client, his mother only showed his kindness. She was his comfort when he knew he would only receive a cold shoulder from his father.
When Jackson was entering high school his mother was diagnosed with cancer in her lungs. They tried all the treatments they could, but it was hopeless. The cancer was too strong to be beat. A week after Natasha died Jackson and his father packed up their bags and moved. They settled down in Beverly Hills. It wasn't too big of a change. The weather was still warm and the people were still uptight. He started Beverly Hills High as a freshmen and immediately took note of the hierarchy, and more importantly the King. He promised himself that someday that would be his spot. A freshmen with a dream for greatness. It was classic really. Until the position was stolen from him. He was left in the dust while Sterling stole his dream. Thankfully he could distract himself on the field. Junior year he was nominated the captain of the lacrosse team, his favorite sport. It took the edge off of losing.

Singing, though he doesn't plan on telling anyone. Ever.

Are there even any songs out this year? I guess Hello since that's the only one that I know.

Anything else you feel like we should know about your character?

Alexandros Stefano Mossos

A, Alex, Xander, ASM, .

March 21st, 1997

18

Male

Hetero

Single and playing the field

Officially, High School Student; Unofficially, street racer, drug dealer, and BHS‘ resident Bad boy.

Senior

Transfer Student from West Beverly High(arrived when he was about to enter his Sophomore year); Jock(Baseball, Swimming, and Wrestling)

It‘s hard for Alexandros to hide his Greek ancestry. He has a thick mane of black hair and has a nearly flawless skin that tends to shade more towards white rather than brown. There is a moderate display of brown that is represented by his Italian and Romanian side. His hair is usually kept slick, combed back, and with a generous amount of gel in it to give it that shiny, silky appearance. When it is brushed all the way back, it touches the bottom of his neck. When kept unattended, it still reaches the back of the neck. In the front, it covers his eyes almost. Though, there is no hiding his alluring greenish-blue eyes. Even as dark as his hair is, there is no hiding Alexandros’ eyes. It is, without a shadow of a doubt, one of the key features about him that make Alex stand out above everyone else. Alex has a bit of a stubble on his face. It goes from his sideburns all the way to his chin and above his lip. Some say it makes him look more approachable. Others say it makes him look sexy. Whichever the case, it‘s there and it isn‘t going anywhere anytime soon.

Alex has been told that he‘s quite tall. He doesn‘t see it though. Maybe it has something to do with most of his family being halfway to seven feet in their vertical frame. Maybe it‘s because most of the people that he has known all of his life have been closer to his height. Or maybe he‘s just in denial. Whatever the case may be, it can‘t be denied by Alex or anyone else for that matter that a solid six-feet is definitely one to stop, and simply admire. Pair that with Alexandros‘ fit physique, and you have one remarkable, and quite handsome young man. His body, though not totally ripped, holds a certain firmness upon touch. His abdomens specifically are quite firm. He has been known to be able to take a punch or two in the gut and not hunch over as if he was about to cough up blood. That could be rooted in his upbringing of having more than a normal teenage boy’s fair share of fights. The rest of his body is also well-built too. His arms, when bended, seem to show a curve and definition in his muscles. His legs aren‘t all that big, but it should be noted that they are, much like the rest of his body, firm. It should come to no surprise that Alexandros‘ weight easily passes the 175lbs mark. In fact, if one were to weigh him right now, he would come closer to two-hundred pounds. Surely that‘s something worth nothing, yes/

Following a certain status quo, Alex dresses only in the finest clothing. You will never catch him wearing anything other than brand name: Prada, Gucci, pretty much if it‘s expensive and exclusive, odds are that he‘s going to be wearing it. That being said, Alexandros is one to often wear semi-formal wear at all times. He might be a prep, but that doesn‘t mean that he necessarily is into the sweater vests and stripes shirts. He‘s more about the long and short-sleeve shirts, dress pants often of designer make, dress shoes made out of pure leather, and pretty much anything a richie-rich type would have in his closet.

Alexandros--

• Refuses to let anyone in the middle-class and below directly talk to him. They always have to go through a proxy.
• Has a habit of excessively cracking his joints(knuckles, neck, wrist, toes, back).
• Can‘t stand it when someone takes the last slice of Sausage Pizza from the cafeteria. He will turn heaven and earth to find the son of a bitch that did, and make them pay(usually by beating their ass in the courtyard)
• Has a habit of talking in the third person
• Suffers from restless leg syndrome.
• Cocks his head slightly when angered; scratches it when nervous
• Likes to eat a 8k calory meal before any big sporting event

It is as if Alexandros is embodying the Greek within him; it is almost as if the gods themselves are being channeled through this seventeen year-old Greek-Italian-Romanian-now-American young man. He‘s able to sway almost anyone to his way of thinking. Even if people are hesitant on agreeing with whatever he is trying to get to them agree to, he will use his god(s)-given charm to make them see that he’s right. Even if Alexandros isn’t right — which, unsurprisingly, is most of the time — he will act as if he were. He, almost all of the time, has a smug-like grin on his face. He doesn’t have to say a word to get people to have a bad feeling about him, which is rightly placed. Alexandros, much like his family, is bad news to those that know of what his family is. The thing is, hardly anyone outside of his close circle of friends(they don’t seem to have a problem with him). Even if word got around that his family is not so nice, almost every single time that it would come up in a conversation, Alexandros has been able to change the subject with grace. In other words, he can do it like a fucking boss.

As it was noted, Alexandros is able to sway people to see his line or reasoning, but there‘s more to that. Behind his words — those false-security words — lays an ulterior motive. Behind his sweet, elegantly-spoken words, is nothing but ill-intentions. At the core of it, those words come from a manipulator, because that‘s exactly what Alexandros is. He manipulates people almost to the point of doing it just out of pure boredom. He enjoys seeing those ants squirm as he ponders on what to do with them. Sometimes, he might feel like spreading rumors just to see how far it can go, or sometimes Alex will set up certain people to be publicly humiliated for the shits and giggles. He gets off knowing that, even though he might get caught, there‘s hardly anything anyone could do about it. His family has connections. These are the kind of connections that make him nearly invincible from simple school district punishment.

Though Alexandros plays a lot of pranks on people and manipulates the hell out of most, there is, somewhere deep down inside his rotten core, some redeeming qualities. They haven‘t been shown, but they are there. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach is something that will balance him out and actually make him seem not as shitty has most would believe him to be. Despite all of the fights he gets into either by his own doing or the result of someone else having a problem with him(which is a lot), there is at least something in him that might suggest that Alexandros Stefano Mossos isn‘t a complete lost cause. The only problem is that, despite what some might hope for, Alexandros probably doesn‘t have those, not without something drastic happening to him. It‘s a sad truth, but that is what life is and that‘s what Alexandros is.

Alexandros, much to his annoyance, has been told the story of how his parents fell in love. Something about Athens and a hotel and meeting at a café. He really didn’t care for the specifics, mainly because he didn’t want to hear how his father, Baltazar wooed Alex’s mother, and fucked her brains out. Yeah, talk about vomit-inducing. Besides, as long as they seemed happy, that’s all he cared about. Though, he couldn’t’ say the same about his little sister. Ava Brie Massos was her name, and she was a die-hard romantic. She loved hearing about the tale of how father wooed mother. Mother must have told it to her a million times. Oh well, as long as she was satisfied.

Anyways, Alexandros’ family is pretty wealthy. Both sides of his family are Mafia, and a lot of money comes with that. Then again, his mother defied her father, and left with Balt(Spoiler alert: she was preggers with Alexandros). Whatever, combined with the money that father got from the Mossos Crime Family of Athens, and DiVale-Mossos Incorporated, they were living pretty large. Like think stacks upon stacks of money that one began to wonder exactly how they would spend that much money. Alexandros has a Ferrari that he drives to school every day, his sister has a Mercedes Benz, and mom and pop both have their own car lot. Talk about rich. They also live in such a big house that it would make the Kardashians jealous. Yeah, they’re that loaded.

Officially

• Wrestling, Baseball, and Swimming Team

Unofficially/Illegally

• The Athens Gambling Ring
• Beverly Hills‘ Street Racing Scene

N/A

• Is quite active in several illegal activities in Beverly High School, such as drugs, alcohol, and hazing
• Is an avid street racer
• Drives a 2015 Red Ferrari 450 Spider Coup

Alexandros’ Family:
Grandfather: Dario Bertoldo Mossos- Deceased
Grandmother: Giorgina (Nee-DiVale)-Mossos- Deceased
Mother: Adrianna Gina DiVale-Mossos/41
Father: Baltazar Hektor Mossos/45
Younger Sister: Ava Brie Mossos/16

Sterling Errol Rochester

Chester

March 10th, 1997

18

Male

Hetero but he's actually homosexual/in the closet, woops

Single

Model

Senior

King Bee

Tall. Imposing. About 6'2" if one really wanted an accurate depiction of his height. Genes do an astounding thing when one's mother is an actress and their father is among the better—much better—looking directors in the Hollywood business. And the way Sterling holds himself, it's to remind people just where he got those genes from (and those jeans, because they're Valentino. Don't forget). Honestly, it didn't take long for Sterling to fill out, with his sunburst, freckled cheek bones prominent on his face and lips sculpted to fit perfectly under that pointed, defined nose. Talk about a man specifically designed to knock anyone's socks off.

Looks for a guy like him is kind of a requirement. Not a lot of places he can go without being recognized as a Rochester child. That's kinda difficult, like intensely difficult. Sterling, of all people, tends to stand out with his filled out figure, and imposing height (how's the weather up there Valentino?). And, for a guy, Sterling likes to dress up nice and he has the absolute budget for it too. Though spoiled in that regard, Sterling's earned a lot of what he's got with an unbelievable diet, hard work, and quite the determination. His father's almost skin and bones and his mother hit the lottery with her body type and the fact that she has to be a vegan. He, on the other hand, couldn't have been chubbier as a little kid and, going from middle school (and thus, puberty) to high school, cute little freckled menace turned into beefcake stud. Huh, guess that's how puberty works for some people. Genes. Damn them.

A salacious wink and a charming smile, that's all the kind of power he needs.

A sheep with a crown knows not a wall from a picket fence, nor rising steeples from pastures and fields. And yet they sit on a throne made of hay and wear glasses not meant for them, heavy in denial and ignorance. For fear of judgment, loss, time wasted, the king refuses an audience not specifically tailored to his exact increments; more sheep to follow the black lamb. And, most of all, scared for the wolf at the end of the tunnel.

Things, so far, have been simple and Sterling likes simple. It makes his life smooth and, so far, worrying about the various things in life haven't yet caught up to him. For a man, living in bliss, ignorance be damned. It's quiet on the horizon and he attributes that to the pleasant morning, yet knows what the year ahead truly has in store for him. That scares Sterling, to the point where naivety seems to be the only option. Honestly, fake it til you make it works for the short term and that's all he wants, just a few more months of not having to deal with what the future has planned. Because once high school ends? What happens to the man who sat on his throne all those years?

What if these years are the best that he had coming?

And in that, Sterling sets himself. Yet, he's grown ever more cunning in the ways he keeps his order, something he's learned to do in years of weaving through kid after kid and teacher after teacher. People have something they want, it's just a matter of satisfying that until their wants are his wants and his needs are there's to fulfill. Now it's just a matter of preoccupying everyone while he picks up the pieces of himself to rearrange into something he's happy to be.

Change, wow, change is hard. He's had to learn that over the years and most of it isn't change, but putting on another layer. And another layer. And another. And being nothing but adamant that the face you're showing is yours and not something you made on a whim, or out of obligation. Because obligation is something very evident in children. Kids require a natural order of things, a hierarchy that dates back several centuries. They need a purpose, something that matters now to take their mind off of the future ahead. That's what matters until the illusion breaks and—

lo, on the horizon, dawn breaks.

Father and mother expect a lot of a boy raised in silk and finery. Expect a child to grow to exact specifications and, perhaps that remains the reason why Sterling become so hard strung in his ways. Of course, that's, in all matters, makes sense in the long run. Genes gave him a head start, the push in the right direction Sterling always needed as a child. From there, life became eventful, full of various wants and desires given and spoiled.

But the biggest reward, emphasized by his father, was earned, not received. The shiniest light at the end of the tunnel drove a nearly ceaseless determination into the boy at a very young age. Until, finally, Sterling molded and shaped himself into the man he currently is today. Driven hard by a father who only knew the praise of his fellow peers and audience, Sterling craved that appeal most of all. Oh, boy, getting to see his father on the stage, winning best film, receiving Oscars for directing blockbuster hits. And suddenly, Sterling wanted that and his father made certain it was within his grasp, but not enough to where he wouldn't have to jump for it. That drove Sterling to seek approval in more than just that, in more than just his father and mother, but others, as well. And thus, that meant more to prove and standards to appeal to.

Ultimately, Sterling didn't quite hit the ground running, it took stumbling and righting his direction before people caught on. Next big thing maybe? An intelligent, strong, handsome young man that soaked in the attention. Yet, he'd reached a little too far a little too soon, finding out quickly that covering all the bases at the age of 10 didn't quite make one a master of it all. Thus came his brain and his desperation. Intellect over young minds, knowing what buttons to push, knowing how to manipulate a person correctly, in his high school years, that skill meant everything. And, though Sterling didn't always pass with flying colours, nor did he find himself the best at sports like some of his peers, Sterling had a knack for knowing people. For a kid looking to find his way to the top, that meant just about everything. And with money, style, clothes to back up his silver tongue, well, who could resist that charm?

In the end, Sterling worked for his throne in less conventional manners. Or, well, maybe it was pretty conventional. How else is someone supposed to get to the top without driving is shtick hard until someone believed he was the real deal. And, looking back, maybe he should have focused on something more practical in the long run. Unfortunately, Sterling has very deep regrets for how he chose to spend his high school career. Instead of looking toward the future, he set himself too deeply ingrained in the present and the people around him, people he'll likley never see outside of these damnable halls, anyway. That's the unfortunate circumstance and, sadly for Sterling, he's stuck in it.

Sterling is lactose intolerant and allergic to dogs!

I don't really have a favorite song for 2016 ;( But Florence + The Machine's new album How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful has been on repeat for the last month. Heh. Like the one I linked above ;D

Victoria Eva Hansen

Vicki, Vic

November 21st, 1997

18

Female

Hetero

Single and searching

High School Student

Senior

Head Thespian

While Victoria may not be very tall, her presence never goes unrecognised or forgotten, the credit mostly shared between her attractive good looks and her big personality. She stands at five-foot-and-four inches and is definitely pleasing to the eyes. Being of both Norwegian and Australian blood, her silky tresses are a shade of golden blonde, extending down to chest level, complimenting perfectly with her mostly light and fair complexion, a clear and distinct representation of her Nordic roots. The roots near the top of her head are significantly darker, a darker shade of chocolate brown, with similar colours for her delicately-shaped eyebrows. They are normally worn loose, unless an activity desires otherwise, then they would be tied up in a ponytail, braided or not. They can be found in either their straight or curled form, depending on her mood and the various requirements of her performances. Her features are adorned with a pair of almond-shaped eyes that are a gorgeous shade of hazel green, sparkling with an intensity of serenity and determination.

They are incredibly soft-looking yet striking, and are by far her most prominent facial feature. Her thin but luscious lips are a healthy shade of pink and rest easily on her face, ready to break into a smile at a moment's notice. Her pert nose is small and thin, simply adding to the list of striking features which contributes to a rather comely appearance. Her skin is smooth and unblemished, with a hint of golden undertones. It is also devoid of any visible scars, ink or tattoos. Victoria's physique is lean yet still managing to retain a healthy amount of curves. Her breasts are a full B cup, and her weights hovers around the 123lbs mark. A pure-bred performer, she does more than simply theatre. She also dances on a regular basis which keeps her body reasonably toned. In terms of wearing make-up, Victoria is not one who overdoes it, going for simplicity over anything else whenever she is not performing. a dab or two of blush, black eyeliner, and delicately applied lip gloss. During her theatrical performances, she is required to apply more cosmetics than she normally prefers, but that is solely to account for the harshness of the spotlights that may or may not be focused on her visage. She usually wipes off any excess after her performance, not comfortable with that much cosmetics on her.

Victoria considers herself to be rather stylish and fashionable, and she has also been complimented several times of looking fabulous and great in the outfits she wears. She does dress herself in the big names of fashion but not solely in them, she likes to mix and match other less known brands that somehow manage to look great as well. One can often find the gem in the rough, as she would like to think. She can often be seen in a variety of blouses, skirts, pants and dresses, be they in formal fashion or not. Headwear such as sunhats, berets and newsboy caps are often accompanied with the outfits as well. Victoria doesn't have a habit of wearing earrings, and so such accessories are rarely worn. She does however wear a bronze bracelet trimmed with gold, with her name engraved on it. It was a gift from her parents, and something she cherishes dearly, and is never seen without.

Victoria--

• Has a habit of singing when she is in a happy state of mind.
• Has a habit of daydreaming more often than not.
• Does not ever take the last few pieces of food, always the first few or the middle ones.
• Scowls like a burning sun if she is forced to do things she hates.
• Cannot stand messiness, she tends to be really neat.
• Has the capability of being really snarky when she needs to.
• Always busy, can hardly be found lazing about.

Victoria is one of a sort. A special one-of-a-kind. She is incredibly hardworking like most in the performing arts industry, as long hours are often required to be invested be it in a musical, a dance or a play. There were lots of practices and rehearsals to be done, and those required alot of persistence, perseverance and diligence, all of which she happens to possess. Despite having the means to do so otherwise, she started from the bottom like the majority of other performers, despite her background. She strongly believes in working her way to the top, a belief and principle inculcated in her. Life is but a big project for her and something she seeks to complete and excel in every way possible that she can. She is both ambitious and determined, strongly believing in herself and her ability to get things done. She knows that'll it take a while, but she'll be there eventually. Victoria is incredibly practical and prudent, and her actions always reflects that, always making sure to have a back-up plan or sorts in whatever tasks she does.

Once she sets goals for herself, she becomes incredibly dedicated to her goals, pretty much almost to the point of stubbornness. Those victories sure smell sweet though, and it is that though that keeps her pushing through when the going gets tough. Victoria aspires to get at the top of her field, so that she can reap the benefits of success, namely fame, prestige and money. Despite being from a wealthy and affluent family, and having no lack of money, she wants to earn money of her own, and not simply spend her parent's money for the rest of the life. It is no surprise that one can probably deduce by now that she loves being in the spotlight and the centre of attention. She is friendly to a certain degree, but don't expect her to remain so if you cross her or ruffle her feathers. Her sense of humility only stretches to a certain extent as there are still times where can come across as domineering and bossy. However, this isn't so apparent as when combined with her eloquence and natural charm, most people, especially guys don't seem to have a problem with it, not knowing they have been somewhat bewitched by her feminine wiles.

She often treats it as the traits and quality of a good leader with bright new ideas. There are times where she does look down on others who are not as hardworking or as efficient as her, especially the lazy sorts, and wonder how they can live their life, wasting it away doing nothing as she loves to put it, with all forms of snarks and sarcasm appearing from the woodworks. She is incredibly industrious, efficient and organised, and with Victoria around and in charge, there is never a doubt that things will get done on time and in an efficient manner. Smiles are aplenty for her, and can usually be found on her face, however the forms of smiles may differ. They could be smiles of happiness, playfulness or smug-like grins. It wouldn't be wrong to say that Victoria can be rather narcissistic at times, for she always makes it a certainty that her appearance is always kept in good shape and presentable. One could even say that if it perhaps she is afraid of being judged as inferior if she dresses in clothes less suitable as per as her family's state of wealth.

Despite the fact that it was the twenty-first century, Victoria was appalled and needless to say shocked when she found out that her parent's marriage was arranged, and not one based on love. Her father and mother had been out for a few meetings prior to their marriage decades ago. They did not go through the trials and tribulations one would associate with dating and had no such good or bad memories associated with the most common teenage activity. Their parents had arranged for them to marry, and marry they did. Apparently it was the norm in the high status of society, where wealthy families would wearing the heirs of other wealthy families in a bid to secure yet more wealth. Theirs wasn't any more special than the rest.

More often that not, they seemed to be close partners rather than lovers, because they simply wasn't. It was only when a grandchild was asked of them, did they attempt to get closer, and tried they did. Their attempts was obviously successful as soon their daughter and only child was conceived and when Victoria grew up, she suspected not a thing, for they seemed close for anyone else who does not know about their past to think otherwise. Her parents, not wanting their daughter to end up in the same fate as them, wanted her to go through a normal life, to date, have romance, and marry someone she loves, and have always encourage her in the ways of romance in whichever they can(which wasn't much sadly, but it was enough).

Although they were mostly always busy at work, and had very little time to spend with her, they were always supportive of the activities she was interested in(when they were free, which was hardly). Both her parents are heirs to large multinational corporations, one of which lies in the finance sector, the one in the pharmaceutical field, both of which does bring in a large and tidy sense of wealth and affluence. They were pretty lax in how they controlled their daughter's expenditure of their wealth, but it wasn't necessarily excessive to begin with, at least not within their wealth status group. She drives an orange Lamborghini to school everyday, and her parents have their own luxury car as well. The Hansen family lives richly, living in an ridiculously expensive and beautiful hill-side estate overlooking the entire city of LA, because why not?

Officially, in school

• Theatre Club
• Dance Club
• Music Club

Victoria is part of of the local Supercar club as well as the Beverly Hills Street Racing Scene.

Sander Loraine

Sandy

10/15/1997

18

Male

Hetero

Single

Sells props and random things on Etsy

Senior

Artist

Standing at 6’1’’ with a pretty face and hair the color of sand, Sander is exactly what you call ‘tall, blonde and gorgeous’. Well, the last part might be debatable, but admitedly, he is easy on the eyes, with sharp nose and defined jawline. His hair is a light blonde, though with strands of brown mixed in as well. He keeps it long and a tad messy, though not enough to pull into a pony tail, which he is aiming for at the moment. While he does play some sport, such as swimming or running, Sander is still pretty lanky for a guy his age. Sure, he has some definition in the mid section,but it isn’t something to brag about.

He often dresses a bit formal while on campus, crisp white shirt and jeans, sleeves rolled up to keep them clean. However, it is not rare to see him in casual clothing either, mostly on Fridays or Mondays. It is also obvious that he goes shopping quite often; he rarely wears the same shirt twice.

Sander isn’t the type of guy you’d root for in a fight. With his mild disposition and easy smiles, it is hard to imagine he getting in one in the first place. However, he has his fair share of scars. The most notable ones are probably on his hands. They mars the long, slender fingers; some across his palms, others runs the length of his fingers. Most are quite shallow and faded, but there are also ones that have stitch marks on them. He does not have any tattoo or percings.

Sander is all soft smiles and friendly chatter when it comes to dealing with other people. He knows how to keep a conversation going, how to steer it into a direction everyone is comfortable with and how to include everyone. One would think he is friendly at first, the type of guy that makes friends with everyone. The truth, though, requires a bit of interactions with him and a pair of keen eyes to see. While he seems like he enjoys socializing, which he does to some degree, he always keeps people at arm-length. He gets evasive with certain questions, he prods people for their hobbies and preferences, but rarely volunteers his own. It isn’t like he has extreme trust issue or paranoia or anything. Sander does care about people; he does enjoy making friends and forging relationships. It is just hard for him to open up to others.

His mild disposition would remind you of those nice guys that always gets stuck in the friend zone. Well, admittedly, he does get strained over there quite often. His indecisiveness does not help either, as he tends to mull over his emotions and thoughts for far too long, which in turns, makes his love life into a wreck of bad decisions and bitter regrets. Some might even label Sander a wimp. He avoids conflicts and people who attracts conflicts altogether. Mostly because fights would look bad on his resume, not to mention that he might not win any of them at all. However, that does not mean he doesn’t watch. He has a taste for gossips; while he doesn’t go around spreading them, he does enjoy listening in for a bit of juicy rumors. It is something of a guilty pleasure to him though; it takes a fair bit of persuasion for him to reveal a tiny fraction of what he knows.

Sander isn’t without his dark side, however. His wrath isn’t easy to evoke; he actively avoids unpleasant things and people that gets on his nerves. But the violent streak is undeniably there, and he had act on it before. The results were not pretty.

Like many students from Beverly Hills High, his family is loaded. Well, if one was to get technical, his mother was; her family was one of those old money folks, with wealth and history that stretched back to when people still bowing and scraping their feet. His father was merely someone who married into wealth and worked his way up, eventually getting appointed as the CEO of some corporation across the country that Sander didn’t bother to remember. They separated when he was ten, Sander went to live with his mother in her sprawling country-side manor, while his father married some curvy secretary and disappeared from his life. The memories from his childhood before his parents split were some of his best. He missed it far more than he missed the man himself.

After her divorce, his mother kept herself busy. She had a company of her own to take care of, and yet, she still made time for little Sander. So it could be said that his childhood still remained relatively normal; his mother was a firm yet fair woman. While she did indulge Sander now and then, she was very strict when it came to his education. She made sure he went to the most prestigious schools, had the best tutors and spent the majority of his time learning all the skills needed for later in his life. It wasn’t that bad at first. He complied quietly, he did all he could to make his mother proud. It took its toll later on though. Half-way through middle school, he got picked on a lot, mostly because of the studious, quiet kid made an easy target. He didn’t fight back, fearing the troubles he would get into with the teachers, then it would probably ruin his chance of getting into a spotless resume by the end of the year. So he kept his mouth shut and went along with it, but eventually, his grades slipped. Needless to say, his mother was less than pleased. She blamed him, naturally. Between the bullies at school and his mother’s impossible expectations, he was suffocating. At least, when the last year of middle school rolled around, he had found a solution to the former. He surrounded himself with friends, well, more like acquaintances, to be honest. With some of the more popular kids on his side, the bullies left him alone.

When it was time to pick a high school, he insisted on the Beverly Hills High, knowing that it was far enough from home that he was allowed at least some freedom. He got what he wanted, though he knew his mother still kept tab on his grades and such. So he kept his grades up enough to make her happy, but he didn’t spend so much time studying things he had little interest in anymore. It was around this time that he took up carving. He knew the basics of it, but most of his skills were self-taught, learnt from Youtube videos, especially the ones that had that ‘do not try this at home’ note. Which explained the scars. Despite his interest in the Arts, he never joined the art club though. At least, not officially. He came to every meetings, every afterschool sessions and submitted his work regularly, but he asked them to keep his name off the roster.

The end of their high school life loomed near, and while Sander would never admit it, he was freaking out. He still hadn’t found his path yet; still hadn’t decided on which college he would apply for, which major he would pick. He hated it that every time he tried to make a decision, he always had to think about what his mother would say. It irked him to no end, but he was at an impasse.

Sockets by Slaves cause it’s great for intense gaming sessions.

Sander is ambidextrous, though he only draws or carves with his right hand.

Violandrea Jessibelle Banks

V, Vio, Viola,

May 31st, 1998

17

Female

Not important

British(50%), Swedish(35%), German(15%)

Single

Heiress, Daddy's Little Girl, Model

Senior

Head Prep Animal

Vio might not be to-the-bone, anorexic, supermodel skinny, but she is quite thin - and tall. Okay, so maybe she's kind of above-average in height, but most certainly not weight. She passes 5'11 easily, and her weight is probably somewhere in the lower-140s of pounds. Actually, she does seem to be quite the tall, skinny thing. Yet, when you look at her, you don't see someone who is taken back by her lack of meat on her bones- no, Vio isn't like that. She wears her height and thin frame as if it was something to be proud of - and why shouldn't she? With someone that has long, strawberry blonde hair and piercing green eyes as she does, she deserves to be proud in the body that god gave her. On the plus side, her ass and tits are quite large considering that she should be a flat-chested, no-booty-bearing woman. But nope - she has junk in both back and front. So yeah, you go girl! She has a few piercings here and there - a few in each ear, her nose, and her belly button. She doesn't have any tattoos ...yet. That's going to be something she treats herself to on her 18th birthday - but don't tell daddy. That's supposed to be a secret.

When it comes to her fashion sense, Vio is one of the materialistic ones. First off, her daddy is super rich, so she can afford the designer make clothes that her superficial elitism demands. Her closet has a wide range of dresses and other assorted attire - well, it is a walk-in closet that puts the Kardashians to shame. She has animal print dresses, elegant dresses, formal dresses, sexy dresses. Yeah, she has a lot of dresses, but she also has jeans, T-shirts. As great the amount of dresses and jeans and shirts that she has are, her shoes are really where one begins to look at her closet and just say—okay Vio, you have a lot of shoes. Like shit girl, you need to calm your shit — and to that, Vio shrugs them off. She likes the fact that she has a lot of shoes. If you try to convince her to sell them — well, you better watch out. She is not nice when it comes that subject.

Viola

• Has a thick, English/British accent, which people often joke about being too thick.
• Likes to twirl her hair in one of two scenarios
  
  • when she sees someone or something she likes
  • when she is plotting something devious
• Can't help but giggle when something amuses her.
• Rubs someone's arm when flirting, and doesn't break eye contact.

There are two sides to every coin. It doesn’t matter the value or the country of its origin make, there’s always a heads and a tails side. The heads side is what everyone sees. It’s what everyone is exposed to first. Often, it’s the most pleasing one. There’s really nothing off-putting about it. You see it, and know what it’s about. Whether it’s in a positive or negative light, you know it’s at least there. However, what most don’t realize is that there’s a second side to this coin. This side is the tails. It’s hidden from view, only revealed when the time is right. This side is nasty, vengeful, and often murderous-esque. It’s the true side of this coin, and by far the one that everyone should look out for.

And this is exactly how Violandrea Banks is like.

She has her heads side of a coin that acts as a welcoming, energetic, sassy, often blunt in her words, general ball of fun girl. This side of Vio is what most would call her surface level. It’s inviting, and often misleading. TO everyone that knows little about her, this is how she is. Only those who have crossed her path know what she is really like underneath all of that. Only those that she feels that have wronged her know that Violandrea Banks is a vengeful, spiteful, two-faced, two-timing, bottom-feeding bitch that holds the longest grudges. She never forgets who had wronged her or those she holds dearest to her heart — like her stepsister, Bianca Salazar, for example. She never will forget who humiliated her nor will she ever forgive who humiliated her dear stepsister. She will plan out detailed, vile plans about the demise of those that wrong her. If you’re on that list, be wary when around her.

Violandrea Banks wasn’t always in Beverly Hills, let alone The United States of America. She was actually born and half-raised in London, England where her father was married to her mother, Isabelle Corette. To her knowledge, Viola and Jon’s parents were together ever since they were kids themselves. They grew up with each other, went to school with each other, fell in love with each other, and eventually got married with each other. He sought a career in business and she one in modeling. Life was difficult, especially when she gave up hers five years into the marriage because of the birth of Jonathan. Viola remembered how petty that her mother was(according to her father). The birth of her son was more like a curse, and it only got worse when Viola was born. Apaprently that’s when it got really bad with them.

Viola was too young at the time to really know what the cause was. It wasn’t until much later when she was old enough to understand that her mother despised both of her children for how they ruined her shots to be the next Tyra Banks. She blamed them so much that, whenever she got the chance, Isabelle would remind them that they are the reason she became a housewife and how they would never amount to anything. She grilled into them so many times that, by the time that Jon was around fifteen and Viola barely eight, their father had enough. He filed for divorce, got sole custody of both children, took all of his money, and went to go live with his brother in LA, there was where the next chapter of Viola’s life started - and just a bunch new problems started.

Fast-forward about seven years, and Viola and her brother, Jon found a new home and a new family. Their father met someone just four years ago. Some half-Portugese, half-Hungarian Real Estate Mogul by the name of Evangeline Salazar. She had two kids. One was around Jon’s age, and his name was Jaime Salazar, and the other just two years younger than Viola. This one was named Bianca. What could Viola really say about the new additions to her family? She didn’t care for them at first. She found Jaime to be a bit too much of a beach bum to be any interest. And Bianca seemed just as disinterested in her own addition to the family she knew to really give any shits about Viola, Jon , or their father. It wasn’t until Viola and Bianca spent some time together that they realized they had a lot more in common than they thought. Just like their respective parents that married each other, Bianca’s father was a no-good dirt bag who abused her mother constantly. And just like Viola, he always reminded Bianca and Jaime that they were worthless pieces of shit who wouldn’t amount to anything. So, it turned out that the Salazars weren’t all bad.

And that’s when Viola and Bianca became almost inseperable.

And at the time of realizing all of this, Viola was fifteen while Bianca was thirteen.

Throughout the past couple of years, they became best friends. She would look out for Bianca for as long as she possibly could. She would protect her from anyone that sought to do her harm, and if need be, plan revenge against anyone who wronged her. Little did Viola know, that’s exactly what she would end up doing.

Not even a year later, Bianca came home crying one day. Viola demanded to know and Bianca told her about how she was on a date with the new kid at school, Alexandros Mossos, telling him about another girl at school, Audrey Huntsberg, and then a nasty rumor was spread around school about how Bianca was a nasty hoe and that she had a STD or something. It obviously wasn’t true, but it was enough to tarnish her reputation. It didn’t take long - perhaps a week or so - before everyone heard about the rumor, and that they had completely shunned her. Worst yet, when viola did her own research, it was learned that Audrey Huntsberg started the rumor(or at least sent the tip to the West Coast Gossip Girl), and that she was quite possibly seeing someone by the name of Alexandros Mossos. This lit a fire under Viola’s belly.

“Don’t worry kiddo, I’ll get them for you. They’ll never know what hit them.”

Was what she said to Bianca at the end of that week. And she would go about it like a Trojan Horse. She will take them down from the inside. She would befriend Alexandros, and slowly but surely, know everything about him only so that she could rip him apart from the core. As for Audrey, she would bide her time until the little bitch left a weak spot open for Viola to exploit. It would only be a matter of time…

The Party Scene
Pep Rallies

Family: House | Conrad's 2015 Black Aston Martin Vanquish | Eva's Cherry Red 2015 Infinity Q50 | Jon's 2015 Dark Gray BMW M4 Convertible | Jaime's 1967 Dark Blue Chevorlet Impala | Viola's Blue 2015 Masarati Turismo Convertible | Bianca's 2000 Magma Red Mercedes-Benz CLK

Conrad Adrian Banks | Father | 52 | Owner of several nightclubs along the West Coast
Evangeline "Eva" Natalia Salazar-Banks | Stepmother | 48 | Real Estate Mogul. She runs the most-profitable real estate agency in Beverly Hills.
Jonathan Patrick Banks | Brother | 25 | Manager of The High Life, one of the many Night Clubs that Conrad Banks, Jonathan and Viola's father, owns.
Jaime Luis Salazar | Stepbrother | 24 | Senior @UCLA whose major is Criminal Justice and a minor in Philosophy. Lives in a dorm on the UCLA campus, but frequently visits the Salazar-Banks home.
Bianca Salazar | Stepsister | 16 | Currently a Sophomore at West Beverly High. Ever since the rumors of her having an STD(they were proved to be false) last year, Bianca was so embarrassed that she transferred out of Beverly Hills High School, and started to go to West Bev. The children know of what happened, and Violandrea vowed to take revenge on those that wronged Bianca, namely Alexandros Mossos and Audrey Huntsberg.

TBD

Joo Kyong-Park

Jo

January/3/1998

18

Male

Heterosexual

Single

Senior

Animal

Joo is angry at how unfair his genetics are. Well, not at all actually. The fact that he can make girls swoon like a KPop boy band member as he walks through the corridor shows how lucky his genetics are. No, he's specifically talking about his height. 169 cm to be exact which is just a little under 5"7. He is absolutely furious at his shortness and although he certainly lacking in other areas, oddly ripped muscles included, he does not like that fact. He is, as previously stated, muscly but not overly so and looks very boyish. He has stunning light brown eyes, some say that you could get lost in them if you stare long enough. Although by that point, you're already in the janitor's closet doing that.

His style, unlike a lot of B-listers and A-listers, doesn't express a lot of elitism in it, more minimalistic but sometimes leaning on hipster. This is mostly due to how he is semi-serious about his studies. But he isn't afraid to wear whatever he wants and rock it like he's been wearing it since he was a wee little baby. From sweatpants to blazers, V-neck cardigans and pikachu onesies, he can put anything on and look fashionable in them. He is almost has this rabid obsession for headwear, specifically fedoras. He likes being "classy as fuck" as he would say. He has two piercings, one on each ear and has a half-sleeve tattoo on his right arm. It is a Korean shamanistic mask used in shrines to fend off evil spirits.

Joo, from the outside, seems absolutely perfect. He's got the looks, he's got the winning smile, the loving personality, the popularity and of course, the charming Aussie accent. He seems perfect. He is always one to help a friend, to party all day and all night, flirt with the prettiest of girls, love deeply, kiss slowly and enjoy life. Always confident and wanting to be better than what he is now, striving to new heights. He is one that could talk to kings and queens but never lose the common touch. He is one to look positively on life. He's a funny, sarcastic, easy-going Asian dude with no problems. That is until you dig deeper however.

In truth, he is afraid. He is afraid that one day, he cannot live up to the expectations of himself and his parents. He is afraid of showing true emotions, showing he actually feels at the time and covers it up with a smile. He is also oblivious to other people's emotions about him. As well as not being able to properly convey emotions to other people, he doesn't reconcile other people's. Sometimes, he even forgets that he is popular among females (and select males) and he is oblivious to crushes. Although he pursuits "romance" he doesn't know what that word entails. What "loving someone" truly means. And he is not aware of that fact and his parents are waiting for the day he grows up and meets someone who likes him for his personality, not his looks.

Joo was born into the Kyong-Park family, in the city of Sydney. His life in Australia wasn't rough and although he was quite sheltered, he led a good childhood. His life at school was normal, he made some good friends and even had something brief with a girl but that ended very quickly. He picked Taekwondo, training hard for his parents but even that became a routine, his power and speed steadily increasing through the years. The only thing to brighten up his normal life was his visits to the farm and meeting his uncle. Their first meeting didn't really go as plan. "So. Do you play rugby?" When he shook his head, his grandfather just sighed and muttered to himself. Feeling disappointed in himself and slightly sad, little Jo hopped off the tractor they were on and stared exploring. He toddled around the large vehicle before stopping before a high powered rifle.

"Gun!" He pointed at the wooden stick of death with a singular, chubby finger, shouting at the top of his lungs. His uncle quickly ran over to him, gasping at the sight before placing a hand over his mouth and swiftly slinging his hunter's rifle over his shoulder. He knelt down on one knee, staring down at the toddler. "Okay, here's a deal. If you keep yer trap shut and don't snitch on me to yer Mum, I'll give you five bucks and a chance, when you're older, to learn how to get with the girls." His eye twinkled in glee and then brought out five dollars. The toddler just grasped the five dollars with chubby fingers and toddled out of there towards the barn.

Now, you have to realise that back then, little Joo didn't know what "getting with the girls" entailed. He just focused on the money and it clicked with him. The "Money= Good thing" mentality is great. Unless it meant that your uncle would corrupt your mind just when you hit the Intermediate years. And bloody hell did puberty give grace to him. The most popular guy in the school, the wisdom from his uncle which included "don't be a loner cool guy" and "be the hot nice guy, they usually come first" was what turned him into what he is today. It was also during this period that he started with his obsession over romance (novels in particular) and "finding the right one" although the process of "finding the right one" is now mistaken for "screwing every girl you can" and "look for them in parties" although those came in later when he was 15 of legal age. His family eventually moved to L.A when he was in Year 10 which led to many sarcastic anime tears shed between Uncle and Nephew. He was enrolled into Beverly High as a sophomore.

Taekwando Club & The Writer's Club

Um, I don't really listen to many new songs. Er, X Gon' Give It To Ya by DMX? XD

Jin Su Kyong-Park | CEO of Kyong-Park Motor Industries | Father
Ye Seul Kyong-Park | Famous Author | Mother
Jin Woo | Farmer | Uncle