Melissa

Project Untamed

Sleeker than an Impala

_{FC: Emma Mackey; Dialogue: FF4DE1}

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Nicknames

Savvy, Sav, Payout (Previous Life)

Age and Birthday

18, October 4, 2017

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Straight (although she wasn't before)

Animal Identity

Gazelle

Personality

Savannah is an incredibly cautious person, almost always on guard when roaming the hallways of San Agustin Academy. She keeps her head on a swivel at all times to make sure no one is able to get the jump on her. It's rendered her almost paranoid that someone is going to attack her when she least suspects it, so she is unwilling to calm her nerves for even a second. She always makes sure there are at least two exits to every room she is in, and that she knows where they are at all times. She wasn't thrilled to be sent to a boarding school in New Mexico, but at least there is a track behind the school and the food caters to her dietary needs, so it's not terrible.

Possibly because of her overt attention to her surroundings, Savannah has an almost serene grace to how she moves through the academy. She makes it look so effortless, as if her movements were meant to show off as opposed to protect her back. It's garnered some unwanted attention, but she's willing to put up with it if it means that they are fawning in admiration and not out of some misguided feelings of anger or lust. She also has managed to retain a sense of style that is uniquely her own despite the situation. She had a reserve of money that allowed her to buy outfits that allowed her attempt to blend in to her surroundings, yet her beauty and her body gives her away almost instantly. She can't help it. Her legs have always been immaculate. They are her moneymakers.

But Savannah isn't just about some great legs and a tight butt. She's got a big sexy brain on her shoulders as well. Her attention to detail has allowed her to amass some very impressive grades. Not top of the class, but she's going to have no problems getting into the university of her choice. It's also why despite her paranoia, she usually doesn't panic in situations she's uncomfortable in. Usually. She can quickly formulate plan to ensure the best outcome for her. A lot of times it involves running. Hey, you stick to your strengths.

Habits/Quirks/Fun Facts

✸ Chews a lot of gum. It's frowned upon at the academy, but what are they gonna do? Ban gum? What is this, Singapore?
✸ Is a vegetarian. Savannah came to that decision recently, confident she could get her protein from other sources. She isn't sure what specifically inspired that life change though. Just the thought of eating a meat burger makes her nauseous.
✸ She hates her hair color. Savannah doesn't know what she was thinking when she went pink on blond over her natural brown hair. She totally stands out. It's a huge target.
✸ When she's really nervous, Savannah will rub behind her ears, as if subconsciously trying to hear better.
✸ Despite her issues with her hair, Savannah detests hats of any kind. If someone tries to put one on her, she will violently shake it off.
✸ She is very claustrophobic. Once, Savannah had the door close behind her when she was getting something out of the office in the gym and she got so spooked she tried to bust the door down with her shoulder to escape. Turned out it wasn't locked.

Dreams

Although she has been told she has the grace and the legs to be a successful model following graduation, Savannah has no desire to put herself in the spotlight like that for the whole world to see. Someone could easily take her out. She saw Zoolander... she thinks... What? It's a classic! Anyway, she's hoping to get an athletics scholarship since the only time she enjoys being out with people watching is when she is running her events. Qualifying for the Olympics would be a pipe dream... or nightmare. The eyes of the world upon her... Either way, Savannah wants to get through school, maybe settle down and start a family somewhere while she settles into a nice work-from-home job or something like that.

Likes/Dislikes

✔ Running
✔ Shoes of any variety, especially heels
✔ Netflixing... and possibly chilling? But only if Sav is comfy enough with it.
✔ Synthwave music. There's something about it that's so soothing.
✘ Most kinds of conflict
✘ Meat
✘ Loud heavy metal music, or loud music in general really.
✘ The Avengers movies. They went really downhill after Avengers: Let's Give Hawkeye a Starring Role

Fears

Savannah has lots of fears. Fear of enclosed spaces. Fear of loud noises. Fear of never being able to see her own demise coming. However, her biggest fear is that she will be lose her ability to roam free as she wishes, that she would possibly be caged in one place, in one role without being able to explore her own feelings and see the world. Not any of the high-traffic places, mind you, but those hidden gems that are tucked away where no one can find them. That's what she wants to be able to do and find, especially with her university years coming up. The thought of being locked away somewhere fills her with dread.

History Pre-Memory Loss

Warning: Mentions of Abuse and Sex Work

Savannah Payton was a doomed soul from the start. She was born on October 4, 2017 in Sunset Valley, Texas to 19-year-old Samantha Payton. Samantha had left an abusive household in Round Rock at 17 and was working multiple jobs to afford her modest apartment in the Valley. She worked the shelves by day, and worked the streets of Austin by night. It was one of those lying assholes that ended up giving her Savannah in the first place. Samantha kept the baby because it was nice to think there was at least one person in the world who would love her no matter what. She was right, for a while.

Samantha tried to go straight, tried to make the Walmart job work, but it just never brought in the cash to lead the life she was accustomed to. So Samantha went back to the streets, often leaving young Savannah at home by herself for hours at a time, trying to make due with Nickelodeon cartoons as her parents. Spongebob was a poor father figure. Eventually, Samantha was busted trying to take her business to some clients at South By Southwest and that resulted in Savannah entering the foster system at age nine. She didn't take to it well.

She never trusted any of the parents had her best interests at heart. They tried to encourage Savannah to use her natural talents. She was a smart kid, she could do great things, but Savannah didn't believe them. Why would they care about when her own mom clearly didn't? Savannah was very rebellious and she learned that if she wanted something, she was going to have to get it for herself. She bounced around Texas homes for a few years before she was arrested at age 13 for shoplifting a Nintendo Switch 3 from a Walmart in Elgin and was sentenced to a year at the Travis County Juvenile Detention Center. Savannah would become very familiar with this place.

While serving time there, Savannah met an older girl, a 16-year-old pickpocket named Alexis "Chapolita" Delgado who she finally was able to find some level of trust with. When Alexis was released on her 17th birthday, she was able to secure a cheap apartment in one of the few rundown sections of Austin remaining, and made it clear that her place was open to those of her sisters who needed it. When Savannah was released, she wasted no time moving in to Alexis' place. The truth was, Alexis was no more rehabilitated by the system than Savannah. She intended to break into some other illegitimate businesses with the help of her extended family and the girls who joined her from TCJDC.

As the youngest member of this new crime family, Savannah was often chosen for the high-risk missions, because if she was caught, who cared? She'd just go back to juvie. She enjoyed the challenge of acquiring cash and cars by any means necessary, and her blossoming beauty gave her some leeway in situations that called for it. Chapolita was very fond of Payout, as Savannah became known, partly because of her nearly abandoned last name, and because whenever she came back to the apartment, she paid out like a slot machine with her elicit gains. When Savannah turned 17, Alexis finally told Savannah just how fond she was, and that's how Savannah discovered who she truly cared about.

However, that joy was short-lived. Travis County detectives had been building a case against Delgado for months and in February 2035, they were able to make their move. When they busted down the apartment door, Alexis was nowhere to be found. She got a tip prior to the raid and hightailed it towards El Paso. However, she neglected to inform Savannah, who woke up to the sounds of the cops screaming at her to put her hands above her head and explain the ton of cocaine in the apartment.

Despite Alexis' disappearing act, Savannah was still willing to protect her Chapolita, and refused to give up any potential leads. Having now graduated past the age of juvenile detention, Savannah was threatened with a lengthy stay in grown-up jail. She still refused. However, before the paperwork could be drawn, Detective Harrels was approached by Drs. Wayman and Hagerty asking for candidates for an experiment they were set to run in New Mexico. The detective smiled and offered Savannah a choice: head to a boarding school in New Mexico designed to offer her a chance to save herself, or do 10 years in jail on drug charges. Miss Payton chose the former, not knowing what exactly was in store for that end of the deal. She just knew she wasn't going to be caged in for anyone.

Extra Information

Right now, my go to is an Egg McMuffin from McDonald's.

@NeoAJ

Accepted! Feel free to add your character to the character tab when you get the chance!

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Do you still have free slot? :)
I'd like to join.

@Leriamae

Hello! Yes, feel free to fill out a character sheet and post it here and I'll let you know if it's approved or not!

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can i slide on in?

@Bee

Absolutely!

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@NeoAJ @HaleyTheRandom @Rosalia @TootsiePop

Looking forward to seeing your characters!

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On another note, I will be making two characters:
Jack Gilinsky | ED1414 | Lion
Abigail Cowen | FFA54D | Giraffe

Project Untamed

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Project Untamed

The year is 2035. The world mirrors that of the one we live in today, although more technological advancements clearly place this setting in a near future. Despite all of the progress the world has made for a brighter tomorrow, the environment has begun to suffer as a result of the innovation. Where trees once soared high now stand factories for mass production, infringing on the natural habitats of wildlife across the globe. Animals of the jungle have begun to dwindle and disappear and endangered species are becoming the subject of myths and legends.

In the Spring of 2034, Dr. Charles Wayman, a famous scientist and PhD of Animal Science, was in a terrible predicament. His research had been grounded in the social behaviors of wildlife for over two decades- he spent years exploring abroad in the plains and savannas of Africa in order to better understand how predators and prey managed to coexist. However, with his subjects of study vanishing before his eyes, he yearned for a new research topic that would once again propel him into academic glory; a new experiment that would allow him to unlock the answers that the science community was yearning for.

It wasn’t until Dr. Wayman stumbled upon the thesis of Dr. James Hagerty that an idea of his next project came to mind. Hagerty’s writings compared human emotions and relationships to that of those in the jungle and savanna and went into great depth regarding the physical and emotional connections between the two breeds of human and animal. This planted the seeds for Dr. Wayman’s new purpose. What if the hierarchies of the animal kingdom were tested in the power structure and social hierarchy of human teenagers?

And thus Project Untamed was born.

Over a grueling year and a half, Dr. Wayman’s grand plan began to slowly but surely come into fruition. He hired Dr. Hagerty to be his partner for this experiment and subsequently brought on a team of experts to oversee the medical and technical aspects of the project. Dr. Wayman then pulled a few strings with the help of governmental funding and secured an abandoned boarding school campus that sat on 20 acres of rich plains in New Mexico. He filled the various buildings with dormitories, classrooms, and recreational equipment as well as testing labs, observatories, and medical offices. With the wheels in motion, only one thing was left: his research subjects.

The process was complex, but through trial and error a system was created. Through various methods, Dr. Wayman and Dr. Hagerty acquired 50 teenagers that would become their “lab rats”, if you will. Some came from orphanages and foster homes, others were given up by their parents due to unpaid debts, and a few were sent away for juvenile detention. Their memories were completely wiped- everything they once knew vanished and left behind was an empty canvas. Once a clean slate, doctors and scientists rewired their personalities through the manipulation of mental and emotional traits. The teenagers were exposed to imagery, sounds, and subliminal messages in order to solidify their place in the animal hierarchy.

As a result of the process, the teens began to act in specific ways. Human in presence, but like their animal in nature. Their personalities mirrored that of their animal- predators, confident and prey, meek. They were forced to believe this was their reality and their actions confirmed it. During this trial period they were fed specific diets that resembled that of their animal and were athletically trained to isolate specific muscles in their body based on their animal’s physical makeup. The teenagers remember nothing of the training or their past, but when they became conscious after the month long training period, all they knew was that they were being sent off to boarding school. There, they will be observed, watched, exposed to specific scenarios that will test them and let their true colors shine. Every aspect of the scenario is controlled. Every part, that is, except their behavior. That is up to them.

This is where our story begins. The “students” have been living in close quarters for roughly two months at San Agustin Academy. The animal hierarchy has already made itself apparent in the social structure of the school campus, but you don't seem to notice as you attempt to navigate the woes and tribulations of teenage life. Still… there's something that feels fictitious about this all, but you can’t put your finger on it. You ignore the feeling inside that you can’t remember life before this and focus on the present. But, as most stories exhibit, all will be revealed in due time.

✸ Regular site rules: No godmodding, no perfect characters, keep things PG-13 and fade to black if necessary (remember, these kids are in high school, but I understand that hormones are a thing for teenagers).
✸ At the least, please post once every 14 days, but you are certainly welcome to do more than that, and it’s definitely encouraged! I do understand that sometimes life gets in the way- if this is your situation, please communicate that to me and the rest of the group so we can make it work.
✸ Maximum 3 characters total per player. This may change as time goes on, but this is the limit I'm setting for now.
✸ Please think about your commitments before you join! If you don’t think you’ll be able to do this, that’s okay, but don’t join if you won’t be able to contribute quality writing.
✸ On the flipside please don’t over-post! I’m hopeful that people are going to get into the story and enjoy writing. However, we are a team here and I want to give everyone a chance to develop their characters and the storyline. Once you post, give at least two other character posts or a few days before you post something again (unless you are posting for a different character).
✸ If you’ve read this thoroughly, tell me what your favorite fast food item is! My personal favorite is cheesy bread from Dominos, it’s life changing with Ranch. A close second is a Shamrock shake with french fries.
✸ Collabs are encouraged but not required. They’re a great way to build subplots and add to the story at a faster pace!
✸ When creating a character, please keep in mind the gender and animal ratio. If you see that a lot of people are making male characters, make a female character! Or if you see that a lot of people are choosing a similar type of animal, go for something different!
✸ I cannot stress enough how important it is to communicate! I will create a Discord for us to discuss the plot, characters and such. Please use it! Not only is it a fun way to interact with everyone, it will allow you to immerse yourself in the story and further the plot.
✸ The goal I’d like to set is at least 2 paragraphs per character post. Yes, this is a casual roleplay, but let’s strive to be creative and produce quality work!

Your character is a teenager who is a subject in this experiment (unbeknownst to them). They are in between the ages of 16 and 18 and have no memories or recollection of their past. All they know is that they woke up one morning, conscious of their surroundings and aware of the fact they were going to boarding school in New Mexico. They are unaware of the fact that they represent a specific animal, but their mannerisms, personality, and actions say otherwise. Keep in mind that they are completely human in mind and body, not animals, however their personality traits resemble that of a specific animal in the animal kingdom for the purposes of the experiment. As well, we’re aiming for wild animals in this RP- those that can be found in the jungle, savanna, Arctic and the Sahara. Please do not post these in the character tab, post them in the OOC so I may approve them. As well, please try to make sure there is only 1 or max 2 of each type of animal. There are many in the jungle to choose from!

Character Sheet- Insert Character Name Here

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PERSONALITY TRAIT 1 ✸ PERSONALITY TRAIT 2 ✸ PERSONALITY TRAIT 3

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[color=??????]Nickname[/color]

What does your character like to go by?

[color=??????]Age and Birthday[/color]

Remember that this is in between 16 and 18!

[color=??????]Gender[/color]

Self-explanatory.

[color=??????]Sexuality[/color]

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[color=??????]Animal Identity[/color]

The animal you have chosen to base your character off of. We’re aiming for wild animals in this RP- those that can be found in the jungle, savanna, Arctic and the Sahara.

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[color=??????]Personality[/color]

This is your chance to describe how your character resembles that of the animal you have chosen. These are more overarching themes in your character's personality that ties them to their animal identity identity.

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[color=??????]Dreams[/color]

What does your character dream about?

[color=??????]Likes/Dislikes[/color]

[color=??????]✔[/color] LIKE
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[color=??????]Fears[/color]

What is your character afraid of? Is is a fear based on your animal personality or a true human fear?

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[color=??????]History Pre-Memory Loss[/color]

General idea of where your character came from and how the ended up being sent away. Were they a troublemaker? Were their parents in trouble and needed an out? Were they an orphan?

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[color=??????]Extra Information[/color]

Make sure you read the rules!

H.E.R.O. -- A Superhero Roleplay -- Always Accepting!

Interested!

Salem Witches Institute.

Hullo, old rp'er here, wanting to get back into things. I'd be interested in joining!

CANCELLED.

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Bailee & AJ
Collab with @Lovely Complex
Flashback: Morning after party
Location: Upstairs, still on boat, in one of the Bedrooms.
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No good came from women like Cecily. Any Helmsley woman for that matter was bad news bears. And the thing was? Most of them AJ considered friends. Here he was, on a stage (metaphorically speaking), where he felt he had no control over himself. A puppet to devious, little things that liked to play with power. One including his ex, if only Jamie knew the control he still had over AJ.

Having used the shower in their personal bathroom on the boat, the gearhead came out of the steaming room rubbing a white towel on his unruly swirls that was his fluff of hair. Still shirtless, but at least now he had his jeans on from last night.

“Bailee, wake up.” He let the towel rest on his head, as he approached the girl still knocked out cold. Note to self, build tolerance. Nudging her shoulder, he tried to peacefully wake the sleeping beauty up. However, Tylers were more often than not impatient people, so this led to him pulling her pillow from under her head and hitting her face, “RISE AND SHINE, BABE.”

There were two words you would never hear in a single sentence: Bailee and hungover. The noun and the adjective were not meant to be placed next to each other- it was both grammatical nonsense and real life error. And yet, here the Hemsley Heiress was, hungover beyond belief and feeling absolutely dreadful. AJ’s loud and forceful voice rang clear through her buzzing ears, and the pillow to the face was not only a wake up call, but an unnecessary reminder of how much pain she was in.

Bailee’s limbs were so heavy, she felt as though they were made of lead; her muscles as sore and strained as they would be if she had run a five mile loop. Had she run around last night? She had no clue. Her head was another story, both pounding and light as air at the same time, still making her feel as though she was living in a drunk fantasy, but the presence of a headache very real and throbbing. With a delicate whimper she finally peeled open her eyes that had been sealed shut with drunk dreamless sleep, and attempted to look directly at AJ although the room was still spinning.

“I’m not your babe.” She grumbled, letting her eyes slide shut once again.

“That’s not what our school thinks…” AJ spoke under his breath, intentionally speaking loud enough so she would catch it. Grabbing the cup of water off the nightstand, he gestured for her to sit up and drink. If she looked at her phone, there was a voicemail from both her cousin, Cecily, and her mother, Adelaide. Patiently, he surveyed her reactions.

Bailee let AJ’s words turn like gears in her head until they clicked together. The school thinks? Shooting up into a seated position, she couldn’t possibly believe that her reputation preceded her before she even knew what is was. “What do you mean what our school thinks I-” The brunette may have sat up a little too fast. All of the sensations she had felt whilst lying down multiplied, and she could feel the wind being knocked out of her. Grimacing, she looked at AJ. “This is worse than the time I had mono. Way worse.”

Shrugging, AJ sat beside her and put the water in her hand, “I tried to limit you, but you don’t listen. Ever.” When the glass was no longer in his grasp, he ran his hand through his wild mane and chuckled, “Welcome back, Bailee. You’ll learn sooner or later that privacy is dead.” With that, he pulled out his phone and scrolled through everyone’s snapchat stories of the party, where people caught them spending the entire night together, which led to them going into a room. This room. He had a lot more to say, but he held his tongue. Reactions. He needed to see her reactions. If he was going to make this work, he had to make her believe that he wanted her.

The brunette had never had an out of body experience… that was until now. Bailee studied every single snapchat story in disbelief, having a hard time believing that the curly haired girl she was looking at was indeed herself. Bailee watched her drunk self intently, focusing on every single moment she was pressed up against the curly haired boy currently next to her with a scrutinizing eye. Fragments of the evening came back, but she mostly drew a blank, especially when she watched AJ throw her over his shoulder and carry her off into a room upstairs. Looking around, it clicked. Did they? Did she? Was it…. gone? Looking over at the boy she had known her whole life with shock in her eyes, the words tumbled out before she could form proper thoughts. “Why’d you bring me up here?”

“To put you to sleep.” AJ pointed at the half filled tea cup. “You better not be thinking I fucked you. I got class, Bails, and you’re a damn virgin.” The boy scoffed, coming across as offended that she’d think he’d take advantage of her.

“No, no, not at all-” She stammered.

“Well, not saying I haven’t, well, y’know. You’re a good looking girl, but totally out of my league.” He nervously laughed to himself.

Bailee did a double take at AJ’s words. Did he just call her good looking? And say she was out of his league? This was one of her best friends from childhood talking here, not just anyone. Mind boggled, she asked a clarifying question. “Wait, wait, wait, hold on...you’ve thought about it before?”

With his charming smile plastered on his face, his gaze softened while his stare never wavered from her face, “I saw an opportunity, before I got with Jamie. Didn’t take it. And then you left. So yeah, I’d say I thought about it.” Truth be told, this was not a lie, but he wasn’t crushing hard enough to stop her from leaving. His feelings for Jamie, though, unfurled like wildfire. Immediate chemistry and like magnets, they were drawn to each other. Part of him believes they still are… like magnets.

The words he spoke seemed to go in one ear and out the other, all except for the last four words he said. All Bailee could keep hearing in her head was I thought about it and that was all she needed to know. Out of all the people in this world, the last person she imagined herself being with was none other than AJ Tyler. She had never even thought about it before, that’s how obsolete of an idea it was. He was daring and edgy, and she was, well, business-y and clean cut. They knew how to argue like no one else- they were kind of like oil and water. “...oh.” Was all she could say, awkwardly and dumbfounded.

Rolling his eyes, disappointed at how obvious she was being, he got up from the bed and nonchalantly stretched, “It’s all good, I’ll just clear things up with the school and your family.” He reached for his button up shirt off the one seater.

“No wait, I mean- I didn’t mean it like that- I…” Bailee found herself searching for the right words to say. How else are you supposed to react when your best friend confesses they’d thought about being with you before? But before she could say anything else, another word stuck out like a sore thumb. “Wait, my family? What do you mean my family?” Looking around desperately for her phone, she found it plugged in on the nightstand filled with notifications, most notably, two voicemails from her mother and Cece.

“Oh god.”

“Y’know what? I’ll leave you to it. It’s almost time for us to bounce, anyways. When you’re ready, I’ll be outside. You can tell me what you want to do after you’ve gathered your thoughts. For now, relax, shower, eat some fruit.” Grinning to her like the playful boy that he was, AJ leaned in close to her puzzled face, too close, and pushed her hair behind her right ear, “Whatever you decide, I’ll be down.” And so, he pulled back, turned on his heel, and made his exit, closing the door behind him. Taking a deep breath in, he whispered to himself, “Cece, this better be worth it.” Before walking away, while buttoning his shirt.

Chills ran up Bailee’s spine as AJ’s touch brushed her hair back, revealing her now flushed face. This was awkward. Extremely awkward, and she had no clue what to think. All of these things came out of absolute nowhere… or was she just too blind and self centered to have noticed? As the door closed behind him, Bailee tried to think back if there were any signs that her best friend could have felt this way towards her, but she was drawing up a blank. Deciding to flood her brain with hopefully some different information, she navigated her way to her voicemail box, clicking on Cece’s message and bringing the phone up to her ear to listen.

You slut, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were going to feast on AJ last night! Sure, we haven’t talked in weeks because I’ve been out and about, but still. As your favorite cousin, I desire to know the deets. How big is he? Did you give head, finally? I’ve always wondered if his ego matched what he has in his pants. Surely it must, if he got with you. The Helmsley with an iron chastity belt. Ha. Well, not anymore. How exciting. I’m so happy for you!

To make sure this doesn’t get misunderstood, since right now everyone is talking about you, thinking you’re a nasty and totally jealous that AJ is still on Jamie’s ass - yes, sweetums, I saw the video of you riding his ass when he shattered poor Marshall’s heart, so I did what any good samaritan would do.

I told Auntie! Please let me know how that goes. Okay, love you. Kiss. Kiss. Bye, lover!

The brunette tried with all of her might to prevent her jaw from hitting the floor, but alas, it didn’t work. Cece was certainly a piece of work, but this took it too far. Not many people knew that Bailee was still the virgin mary- but Cece was one of the few who did. Why her cousin assume that she gave it up so quickly? And to AJ of all people? Rolling her eyes at the end of the voicemail, Bailee clicked on the next name with a blue dot next to it… her darling mother.

Bailee’s mother’s voice was like a whispering meadow and if it could remind you of a character, it would be that of the alluring, prepossessing, and sensual Jessica Rabbit. She was not dark and evocative like Evelyn Green’s Glam noir and dark cabaret femme fatale stage presence, but she was a close second. If there was one thing that could describe the First Lady of the Helmsley enterprise, it would be sex. Complete, pure, and utter sex. From when she was a young maid cleaning for Christopher and Bianca Helmsley to now where she has found herself married with kids to the youngest Helmsley, Ryan Helmsley. The man of the hour who inherited the family business because his eldest brother, Joseph Helmsley-Lovelace, chose acting instead, as well as helping his wife’s hotel global brand expand (Hotel Millenium). No matter the season, she will be seen as a sultry, yet moral, beauty in media. A symbol of sex like Marilyn Monroe.

Bailee, please make sure AJ, as well as yourself, are available for brunch Sunday. I will forward you a time and place within the next hour unless you have a preference. Ultimately, this is for you. I’m pleased you’re finally enjoying being young. I was worried you had forgotten to be a teen. The business will always be here, you’re only seventeen for so long...I’m grateful AJ can help you with that. Good choice. Mommy approves and I’m sure daddy will approve too. Word of advice, please don’t mind whatever rumors are spreading around. You are a Helmsley, which means you are an unbreakable fortress. It isn’t worth investing time and energy with the wrong people. Oh goodness, Sierra’s demanding to go on her playdate. I’ll talk to you soon, Bunny. I love you! Okay, Monkey let’s go!

….BRUNCH?! The heiress couldn’t believe her ears at how excited her mom was regarding this arrangement. More excited than she had heard her sound in a long time. It was shocking, and Bailee partially didn’t want to hear it.

At the same time though, she listened to her mother’s words carefully and willingly. Enjoy being young.

Throwing her phone down on the bed, the familiar phrase was beginning to click in her mind. People had been telling her those three words since she was a child- when the brunette wanted to take the world by storm, everyone always said she needed to slow down and live in the moment. Bailee then recalled that the reason why she got so intoxicated in the first place was because she needed to remember she wasn’t an adult yet. Her sister had told her this, her brother had told her this, AJ had told her this. She still had mistakes to make and a life to live before she took over her father’s company- and maybe this hangover and this whole situation was finally helping her realize that.

With everything swirling together and beginning to resonate, one chord struck in her head. Did she miss the signs about AJ liking while she was so busy running the show? Bailee didn’t realize at all that he was interested in her… was that her own fault? She did truly care about him- she always had. But was this caring and compassion meant to be something more?

Well that she would soon find out for herself.

Clamoring out of bed and over to the door, she flung it open, poking her head out to find the curly haired boy not to far away from the staircase.

“Got any plans Sunday morning?”

The boy's lips curved into that sly smile of his as he glanced back at his new ‘girlfriend’ “None in particular. Why? What's up?”