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Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

We do what we want
And as soon as it's done
We just do it again
Let's do it all
And when we come down
We just do it again

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The huge cotton curtains were fluttering in the morning breeze cooling the stuffy sunroom that Jason Macmillan used as his study. In the big sofa in the middle of the room a red haired girl was resting her eyes. Julie had been up quite late the night before talking to her sister Iris who is currently doing a levi’s campaign in Shanghai. Julie had asked all about the culture and the food Iris had been eating and suddenly it was 2am. The alarm had gone of at 6am because she needed to finish hemming her uniform skirt. Julie had decided to spice things up by breaking the dress code and shortening her skirt to just above her fingertips. Hopefully this would elicit some kind of reaction be it good or bad.

Her hand rose slowly as Julie checked the rose gold chain link watch around her wrist, it was almost time to leave. She let out a small sigh as she hoisted herself up in to a sitting position, eventually getting up from the sofa. She smoothed out the crisp fabric of her newly hemmed skirt and looked at herself in the full length mirror beside her father’s work table where he sat engrossed in a few fabric samples. “Did I overdo it daddy?” Julie mused as she fussed over her hair, which she thought was her best asset by far. Today she opted to wear it up in a ponytail accented with a hermes scarf.

“No you’re fine pumpkin” her father mumbled without even looking at his daughter. Julie smirked as she finished tying the scarf around the hair tie that sat at the base of her ponytail. She fluttered over to her father and bent over his shoulder and kissed him on his cheek “Bye daddy! You should try leaving the house today, remember Dr. Ogawa said it would do you good to get out and about!” Julie chirped as she left, grabbing her small leather shoulder bag on her way out.

With her new AntonFrans sunglasses on she made her way down the driveway and passed both hers and her father’s cars. It was the first day of school and Julie Macmillan was riding the bus. It was a sort of tradition Julie had made, she loved watching the new students riding to school for the first time. When she got down to the bus stop there were a few kids standing around, all new freshmen Julie had to assume because no one old enough to have a driver’s license would be caught dead taking the bus. She checked her watch again, the bus was a few minutes late when it arrived and Julie stepped on and smiled at the tired driver as she passed. She settled herself at the back of the bus as it made its way through the neighborhood. Not that many people got on since even if you were someone that didn’t have a license, you’d probably have a driver or even take an uber. But one kid caught Julie’s eye, he was small even for a 14 year old, his uniform almost swallowed him, his hair was mousy brown and messy, he had a nervous look on his face as he looked around to find a seat. He looked like small lost puppy and Julie couldn’t help but smile, the boy took the seat right in front of Julie and she heard he was a little bit out of breath like he had been running to catch the bus. She leaned over the back of his seat and rested her chin on top of it.

“Hey… you excited for the first day of high school?” she whispered. The boy almost jumped out of his seat at the sudden voice in his ear, and recoiled a little when he saw Julie smiling sheepishly at him. “Y-yeah I-I guess” he stuttered and offered a nervous smile, Julie offered her hand “Well I always say it’s better to know someone right from the start! I’m Julie, and you are?” she asked. “S-spencer” he blurted as he took Julie’s hand, his palm was a little bit moist. “Charmed” Julie smiled at him just as the bus came to a stop in front of the academy. “Now don’t be a stranger, ok?” she told him as she patted him on the shoulder as she made her way of the bus. “O-okay” she heard Spencer call after her in a small voice.

As soon as she stepped out of the bus she noticed her first hurdle, madam president Victoire Bailey was situated at the gates surely to check on student behavior. Julie looked down at her newly hemmed skirt and smirked to herself, hopefully it wasn’t that drastic of an alteration to warrant a lecture this early in the morning. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and confidently passed and made her way towards the entrance of the school stopping to sit down at one of the garden tables that were scattered around watching as the students began to fill the courtyard.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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So now we're dancing through the garden
And what a garden I have made
And now that death will grow my jasmine
I find it soothing I'm afraid

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The night before Archer’s senior year starting at King’s Academy just happened to coincide with his brother Warren leaving for Harvard, so of course the Didriksons had to have a going away dinner for their golden angel of a son. As an act of kindness Warren had given his family gifts, even Archer. Sceptical Archer reached for the cylindrical parcel his brother had tossed in front of him, with narrowed eyes he carefully ripped the tape that covered the top. Just as he got the top open he could feel a gust of air and something hitting him in the face. When he opened his eyes he was covered in pink glitter and a note had fallen in to his lap, his eyes shot up angrily at his brother who could barely contain a fit of laughter. Archer unfurled the rolled up note, on it a single sentence:

“See you at thanksgiving, fruitcake!”

Archer looked up at his parents, his father with his forehead resting in one hand and his mother frowning at Warren. Archer stood up quickly and stomped of towards his room leaving a trail of glitter after him. “Go eat a dick Warren!” He screamed as he slammed the door to his room shut shaking with anger. He tried brushing the glitter of but it stuck to him no matter how hard he tried, glitter really was the herpes of crafting. Archer looked at himself in the mirror he had beside his closet, the glitter had settled in to his thick hair. That would take like a month to get out. He could hear his mother scolding his brother downstairs, Archer let out a big sigh as he retrieved a pack of cigarettes he kept in a drawer beside his bed.

He sat down in the large bay window at the far end of his room and opened one of the windows wide. As he took a long drag of his cigarette he could feel the calm rush over him and the anger ebb away. Staring out at the manmade lake that his house had in his backyard, he wondered how his last year would pan out. He took out his phone and opened up his Misfits group chat, he thought about telling them about what had happened but changed his mind. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with Sonny’s bullshit and Marisol would just send over her brother to punch Warren in the face, which would be satisfying but not really helpful in this situation. He decided to tell Marisol in the morning when he saw her at school, and the others needn’t know this ever happened as far as they would know the glitter in his hair was just a fashion statement.

After a quick shower where he furiously scrubbed his scalp to get most of the glitter out of his hair, he laid down in his bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, Archer stayed in bed and listened for when his father left for work before he threw his cover of and started to get ready. Putting on his King’s uniform felt almost claustrophobic, Archer made a face as he straightened his tie in the mirror. He shrugged and grabbed his book bag as he made his way downstairs. In the kitchen his mother Jessica sat with a cup of coffee, when she saw Archer walk in she gave him a worried look and started to say something. He put up a hand to stop her “No don’t… I’m fine” he said sitting down across from her. Jessica grabbed her son’s hands and gazed at him “Your brother… he says he’s sorry….” she started, Archer rolled his eyes “No he really is, he’s just processing all of this in his own way.” She continued. Archer snatched his hands back and stood up “I’m going to be late for school” he said and grabbed his keys of the table. His mother called something after him but Archer was just over the whole conversation.

He closed the door to the garage and rested his head on it for a second before turning around and facing the now nearly empty garage now that both his father and brothers cars were gone, left was his mother's BMW and his rusty blue Saab, it was a hunk of junk but he had at least bought it with his own money so it was really all his. Getting in to his car was easier said than done, he first needed to rearrange the jumble of trash that littered the front seats to fit his book bag and himself. It was a array of various books, old take out bags from the surf shack and a few notepads filled with scribbles and texts, this was done by just piling it all in the backseat. Archer made a mental note to clean it out after school as he turned the key to start the engine, it took a few false starts before “the blue devil” started and he could finally back out of his garage.

The drive towards school was uneventful and boring as always, usually he would pick Marisol up on the way but seeing as it was the first day of school Mr. Castillo probably had something grand for his daughter and Archer didn’t want to disrupt that tear-fest. So instead of taking the exit towards his best friends house he kept course for King’s Academy, all the while listening to one of his favorite new artists and drumming on his steering wheel. Archer had manages to score a good parking space in the senior lot, close enough so he didn’t have to walk that far to get to the school gates but far enough so some people wouldn’t give him crap for sitting in his car smoking. He disconnected his phone from his aux cord and wrote a quick text to his ride or die:

He put his phone in his pocket and rummaged around in his bookbag for his pack of cigarettes, when he finally found them he rolled down his window and lit one. The first cigarette of the day was Archer’s favorite thing in this world, he leaned back and closed his eyes. The day had yet to start and he could already feel a headache linger in his forehead. He decided it would be better to get some fresh air before he had to enter the gates of hell so he got out of his car, as he got out he saw the familiar broad tall frame of Johnny Baxter, with his long legs, nice strong shoulders muscular arms, big hands that was holding a phone that was filming and Archer could see his own face in it and he was staring.

“Oh shit!” Archer yelped and ducked down behind his car door, praying Johnny hadn’t seen him staring at him.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

YES! Please PM me... I get so lonely!

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Also, @spooner, I think she and Jules would be good friends too. I think she would always be trying to do Bea's make-up or get her to dress up. Which she would do begrudingly. I think she would get Bea into a lot of innocent trouble too.

@eclecticwitch

If she's upp for standing out and getting up to no good then...

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Archer like "Oh...hello!

The Sands of Time

@spooner I don't think it was "meh" as you say. I liked it, or did you not see my like of it in your notifs? :P

@Altered Tundra

It's just a little shorter than I would like it to have been! But thank you bby!

The Sands of Time

Posted a meh post for Elliot!

The Sands of Time

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Location: ►His apartment – Horton Estate◄
Interacting With: ►Olivia@SpicyMeatball◄
Mentioned: ►His brothers@Hero◄

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”Well that was a shitshow” Elliot thought as he lay under his covers, he had woken up an hour ago but hadn't had the energy to get out of bed. Instead he had been mulling over last night's events, getting ambushed by Eva at the wrong time and then Ali yelling at the poor girl for no reason. This had resulted in the couple having an argument in the very same parking lot they had just been having a tender moment in. Elliot had been frustrated with his girlfriend and her jealous behavior, he had assured her nothing had or would happen with Eva and why did she still not trust that? In the end Elliot had said that they probably should take the night to cool off and they had gone their separate ways.

After an other half an hour or so Elliot finally threw his covers of and got out of bed. He checked his watch and groaned, he had to be at his parents house right now. His brother is going to be pissed with him... again. Elliot rushed his morning routine with a speedy shower and minimal effort to look nice even though it was a holiday. Soon he was ready and out of his apartment and in his car speeding down the road towards the Horton estate. He thought about taking a detour and get a coffee but decided against it whit what happened last time. Instead he drove straight to his parents house.

Elliot parked his car behind Jess's broke down Nissan and got out slowly checking his phone as he did so, but no messages from anyone. He pushed that to the back of his mind and braced himself for a day with his parents.

Alice Horton was sitting in the kitchen with a real frustrated look on her face. “Hey mom!” Elliot tried to sound as cheery as he could muster “What's going on?” he asked as he sat down across from her. His mother turned to look at her son with pursed lips”Well I suppose you don't have any idea why your sister is in her bathroom puking her brains out?” she said in a stern voice. Elliot gave her a quizzical look “Jess is puking? Enzo probably overdid it with the shots?” he mused. Alice huffed “Not Jessica! Olivia!” she hissed, Elliot did a double take and let out a little laugh. “Liv...drinking? Shocker! What? Why are you looking at me?” he said at the sight of his mothers anger. “You think I took her out? No, I have my own fu-.. darn problems.” he lamented. Alice kept staring at him implying he should sort this out. Elliot groaned “Oh fine!” he stood up forcefully and stomped down the hall towards Olivia's room. He entered the girls room and looked around, it had changed quite a bit since he went away to school. He could hear her stirring around in her bathroom, he let out a big sigh and knocked softly

“Hey kiddo... you doing alright?”

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Julie Macmillan

Name

Julie | Kit | Macmillan

Nickames

Jules, Jewel

Age

17

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Relationship Status

Independent

Label

Bored princess

Appearance Details

• Hair: Red | Soft Curls | Usually worn down with headbands or hats.
• Eyes: Gray/Blue
• Height: 5'9''
• Body Type: Slim but still curvy
• Clothing Style: Julie always dresses to impress, being the daughter of a fashion designer makes you that way. Usually you will see her in dresses or skirts combined with flowy tops or a cool jacket.
• Makeup Wise: Julie loves to play with makeup, but she feels a natural look suits her face the best. Light foundation so her freckles show through, natural eyeshadows and a nude lip.

Personality Traits

Charming – Easy going – Free spirited – Generous – Spoiled – Conceited - Vain

When you look at Julie from a far you first thought is probably ”Why is she sitting alone?” because Julie is someone that you'd think would be one of King's Academy's most popular. But Julie has made it her mission not to be what to her is such a cliche, she feels that she is something better than that. She has spent her time at the academy getting in to various kinds shenanigans like that one time she put love notes in peoples lockers that she believed belonged together or that time she spray painted alien symbols on the football field. She always gets away with it though because her daddy always make's a great donation to the school whenever Julie gets in to trouble.

When it comes to her love life and dating Julie has dated around almost all of the social groups at King's the longest relationship lasted 5 days, she just found all of the guys utterly uninteresting or lame.

If you are one of Julies friends though you will have a friend for life though and she will do her darnedest to keep you happy and always having fun. She likes to always be doing something, like different projects be it collecting flowers to dry or looking for the perfect rock to sit on at the beach.

Upbringing Synopsis

December 13th was the day that Julie Kit Macmillan came to this world. She was brought home in a custom Chanel blanket dressed in a Burberry onsie riding in her fathers G-wagon. To say that Julie Macmillan had an easy childhood is to put it lightly, everything she and her sister pointed to or asked for they got. Her parents thought that could replace the time they couldn't spend with them.

Her father Jason Macmillan is a famous fashion designer, every upper class woman and girl owns a Macmillan bag. The family's international fame has meant that since a young age Julie has been jet setting around Europe and has always had access to the most fabulous clothing, this is why Julie always puts importance on how she presents herself. Julie's mother Norah Backman was a model and Jason's muse which is how they met, when he was just starting out but as their fame grew so did the rift between them. When Julie was 8 her mother had enough and left to re-invent herself. Now she lives in New York with her new boyfriend who is 9 years older than Julie, which just disturbs Julie to no end and has decided not to speak with or about her mother.

Julie's sister Iris who is 2 years older has taken the advantage of her parents connections and gone in to the fashion world herself as an up and coming model walking the runways of Milan and Paris. Since they spent so much time alone together the sisters are very close and they speak every single day even if her sister is away from home.

Family

_{|Joe Manganiello as Jason Macmillan|Father| |Claire Foy as Norah Backman|Mother| |Riley Rasmussen as Iris Macmillan|Sister|}

Misc.
- Julie has a coffee addiction, she can always be seen holding a cup.
- Dreams of traveling the world and getting out of this gilded cage.
- Loves languages
- Has a very active Instagram with 11 thousand followers @jewelofcrownheights

Alina Kovalenko | CF5685

Julie’s Relations

Marisol Castillo
“Marisol is sweet and a bit misunderstood. We’ve become close friends actually after the incident at the beach. Sometimes she can be a bit… brash. She speaks before she thinks most of the time and sometimes she can’t see past what she feels. But she always comes around in the end.”

Santiago "Diablo" Fernandez
“I don’t have anything more to say about him… I hope that April knows what she’s doing”

Ariana Mossos
“Well who would have thought that we would be friends? Not me a few years ago that’s for sure. But ever since CoCo joined the cheerleaders I at least had to try to be friendly. And to my surprise there is actually a lot more to Ariana than her reputation. It’s nice to have her around like breath of fresh air around me.”

Estelle Lambert
“Little Stella is so precious. I haven’t had so much to do with her but I just feel like she would be great person for a makeover project! I’ll have to talk to Chanel about it!”

Kavi Salvador
“I don’t know him really… another resident fuck boy from what I’ve heard”

Jackson “Sonny” Drake Jr.
“Sonny and I actually go way back. We were in the same ballet class when we were five years old. But then we grew up and went our different ways. We’ve recently become friends and I look forward to our lunches together on the odd days our schedules match.”

Archer Diedrikson
“I don’t think I can call Archer my friend really. He’s always very suspicious of me. I don’t blame him though. Some of my shenanigans has put him in difficult situations. It’s actually because of him that I have tried to change my ways and shed this “ice queen” facade. So I guess I’ll need to thank him somehow.”

Max Wallenberg
“Spare me… another stupid jock that needs to get over himself”

Chanel Martin
“Chanel is the light to my life! She is the only person who would never judge me and will always be by my side. I support her in whatever she does. Which is why i was horrified when she felt like she needed to keep that she had joined cheerleading from me. I want nothing but the best for her and if I have put out energy of anything less I have failed as a friend.”

Kavan Varma
“I don’t really know him… though he seems nice enough.”

Carter Newton Jr
“I heard he sells drugs. I hope he’s careful with it and doesn’t get caught.”

April Foster
“April and I have had a tumultuous relationship. We used to be so so close but then… Santiago happened and it got all messed up. I was hurt that she would trust him more than me. And I was hurt for a long long time. But recent events led to us finding each other again and I am very happy about that. Hopefully we can put the past behind us and move forward smoothly”

Jasper Fray
“I guess I’ve seen him around but… I think he mostly wants to be left alone.”

Serafina 'Ariel' Grey
“She’s very cute… but like Stell I think she needs a makeover. Someone needs to tell her that black isn’t all that there is even though it is a very chic color. I think I’ve seen her in a yellow hat once… color suits her.”

Sable Aurora Marie "Sunshine" Hollingsworth
“Don’t really know her… I think I follow her on instagram”

Georgia "Georgie" Fielders
“Not really sure but I think I’ve seen her photos at a gallery downtown. I’ve got to remember to ask her for her portfolio. I know daddies office are always on the hunt for up and coming photographers.”

Shawna Josi
“I know something happened to her… She used to be one of the top students at King’s. Then she… disappeared. Oh I do hope she’s ok though!”

Sawyer Lockwood
“Another jock...but he behaves much different from the rest of the slobbering stick wielding idiots on his team. He actually has the decency to smile and say hello in passing without any lewd gestures.”

Nicole Milano
“She’s a new acquaintance now that cheerleading has entered my life. She’s very nice albeit a little… well… she’s very nice.”

Jack Goff
“Football player? Probably a walking stereotype!”

Ryland Aspen
“New exchange student you say? I see… Interesting! Marisol has introduced us a couple of months ago. And now he goes here? Well… only time will tell now won’t it? He certainly is very nice to look at!”

Chrissie "Chris" Perez McCoy
“So my destain for jocks stem originally from my encounter with Santiago. So you would be surprised that one of my oldest friends actually is one of his henchmen. Well me and Jason aren’t that close anymore fort obvious reasons. But I was the one who brought Chris and Jason together with my notes in the locker stunt. All I wanted to do was create King’s next power couple and for some time I thought I had succeeded. Well apparently i failed hard. Jason showed he was just like the other boys and Chrissie got dumped. I can’t help to feel like i had some part in how she feels now. But I will try my best to fix this!”