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A long sigh escaped Grace as she sat in front of the huge mirror trying to get her hair to cooperate. After a while of struggling she put down her brush and just looked at herself. Was this a mistake? Was anyone going to be happy that she was here? Was he going to be happy that she was here? A frown crept on to the young woman’s face and she stood up shaking her head slightly.

“Stop it Grace” she muttered to herself as she paced around the room. “Who cares? You are here for you...ok” she kept going, trying to pump herself up. Grace turned to once again look at her reflection. But this time her expression was that of determination. She’s a bad bitch no one can tell her different! Quickly she gathered her stuff and stuffed it in the small black purse she had matched to her outfit.

Grace did one last mirror check before she walked out the door of her suite. Just as the door clicked behind her the feelings of insecurity bubbled up inside of her again. What if someone saw her as she stood here looking like a weirdo who has forgotten how to walk. A few deep breaths brought he confidence back and Grace straightened up and stomped down the hallway in her high heels. But as she got closer to the crossway of the hallways she slowed down before turning towards the elevators. What if she runs into him? It’s too early! He needs to see her looking bomb and not a queasy mess.

Still there she stood slowly peeking around the corner to make sure the person she wanted to see more than anything in the world wasn’t standing there. Her breath was slow as her head slowly turned to face the elevators suddenly a loud melody sounded from her purse and made her yelp in fright. Clutching her chest she dug through her purse for her phone.

“Hello?” she answered breathlessly.

“Bailey Grace!” Her mother’s voice rang out from the receiver. “You thought you could avoid your mother huh?! Bribing your brother to come pick you up? You really though he wouldn’t spill?”

“Mom! No… yes.” Grace rolled her eyes as she slowly gave into her mother's accusations. “I just wanted to get here as quickly as I could and Jeri offered...kind of.” she offered.

“Mmmhmm…” her mother wasn’t buying it, she never did. “Well ok, but if you think that you get to leave Florida without coming home first you are absolutely wrong baby. So help me Jesus I will come up to Atlanta and embarrass you in front of your whole office!”

“Fine! I’ll see you sunday for dinner.” Grace conceded with a sigh.

There was a pause from the other side of the phone “So have you talked to A-”

Grace hastily cut her mother of “Oh mom I’m super late to this party I need to go! Bye I love you!” she sputtered and hung up tossing her phone back into her purse.

Stepping out from the hotel building the party scene sprawled in front of her. Grace eyes widened and a small gasp escaped her. It was all very beautiful and very expensive looking. Then again it was King’s Academy the budget for their senior prom was 250,000 dollars.

Her first instinct was to head over to the bar because she was sure that where she would find Willow. But as she came closer she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the group that had surrounded said bar. She was right that Willow was seated there with a look of concern plastered on her facing Grayson Chambers. Who in turn was surrounded by all of the girls that had beef with him. The only one missing was… well her. Grace locked eyes with her best friend giving her a panicked look shaking her head letting Willow know ”There is no way I’m getting into that mess”.

Instead she took a seat at one of the nearby tables so that Willow could have an exit plan if she needed one. Soon enough a waiter was at her side with a glass of ice water and a “What can I get you miss?”

“A gin and tonic thanks… oh and make it a double!” she smiled as the waiter took the order down and walked away, returning with her drink momentarily. Sipping her drink Grace looked around seeing faces she had forgotten over the last ten years. Raising her glass momentarily as she caught the eye of Alex Shields or as she usually knew him Astroman123 before going back to looking around the cocktail party going on in front of her.

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

Grace Pruett lives a pretty stressful life. She spends her days and… let’s be honest most nights herding a team of grown babies (Also known as programmers). So whenever she has time over she makes sure that time is spent on herself. One hot spring evening Grace had spent the better part of an hour picking out the perfect piece of stilton cheese at the grocery store before returning home to her apartment and her dog George.

As she struggled with her shopping bags up the stairs to her building she spotted that a couple of letters had been shoved into her mailslot. A groan escaped the young woman as she shifted the weight of the bags to her other arm as so she could awkwardly grabb the letters before getting into the elevator that took her to the 6th floor and her apartment.

“Hey baby!” She cooed at the dog that was skipping at her feet as she was putting down her bags. Grace spent some time putting away the groceries and pouring herself a glass of wine before flopping down on her couch sifting through the letters she had received. One of the letters caught her eye in the midst of bills and sale flyers. A handwritten letter with her name carefully written out in neat handwriting. Grace ripped the letter open and unfolded the note inside.

Deep brown eyes scanned the page eyebrows raising higher the more that she read. A huff left Grace as she lowered the invitation to her high school reunion. “This bitch…” she whispered. The invitation had allegedly been sent out by Amanda Woodall who Grace knew well enough to know that Amanda had most certainly not written this letter. People might change but this sounded like a whole different person.

Grace sat up straight letting out a loud sigh as she absentmindedly petted George on his stomach. She chewed on her lower lip as she pondered the possibilities of her going to this event. Besides having a reason to get together with Willow, her mind instinctively went to Andre Martin. Is he going? Would he want her to be there?

After a few minutes of this she opened a drawer in her coffee table rummaging around in the clutter for a pen and rsvp’d “Yes”.

On the 7th of June the sun was baking outside of the Key West Airport where Grace stood looking for her younger brothers car with her phone glued to her ear.

“Where are you Jeri?” she said craning her neck around trying to spot him.

“I’m right outside!”

“No assface you are not because I’m right outside!” she groaned as she fanned herself with her old boarding pass.

“Ok so not right outside but I’m pulling up now! See I’m waving at you now… Hey! Hello can you see me? I’m behind the white prius!”

Grace rolled her eyes and hung up stomping of towards her brother dragging her bag behind her. She threw her bags in the backseat before getting in the car beside her brother in the front.

“What’s wrong with you? Why can you never be on time?” she looked at her brother without blinking.

Her brother just laughed “Get of my case! I have a life outside driving you around!”

“Oh I know that is a lie! Come here!” Grace laughed back and grabbed her brother around the neck and planted quick kisses on his cheek.

“Get off me you crazy old lady!” he said shoving her back into her seat.

Grace just smiled at him poking a finger at his cheek before he drove of towards the airport exit. “Thanks for doing this Jeri” she said getting more comfortable.

“You know what you’ll owe me sis!” Jeremiah smirked eyes still on the road.

“Ugh... your tickets for Dreamhack ATL have already been mailed to you!” Grace sighed resting her head on the window soon drifting of to sleep.

“So I’ll pick you up here on Sunday then?” Jeremiah asked through the open window as Grace got her bag.

“Yeah I’ll text you when I know the exact time!” Grace said as she closed the door. “Bye love you!” she shouted as her brother drove of. The young woman looked up at the huge hotel and let out a short breath before making her way into the lobby.

A smiling hotel receptionist greeted her cheerily. “Checkin in?” she asked.

Grace offered a smile back “Yeah… I’m here for my uh…”

“Reunion?” the receptionist finished as she clicked away on her keyboard “What’s your name?”

“Grace Pruett”

“Alright Ms. Pruett here is your key and room number. There is a cocktail party for you guys later all of the information in in your itinerary. Hope you will have a wonderful stay.”

“Thanks… I’m sure I will.” Grace smiled before turning to the elevators. She looked around the grand lobby trying to see if she recognized anyone. Who would be coming to this thing? She knew that Willow was already here because Grace had demanded a play by play as soon as she had landed. But who else would be here? Was Dre already here? Was he even coming? These were the thoughts that were swirling in her mind as the elevator was ascending towards her room.

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

Grace Pruett, Reunion

”I'm nobody's baby
I'm everybody's girl”

Full Name

Bailey | Grace | Pruett

Nickames

Gracie, Greezy(Her gamertag)

Age

27 Oct 19

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bisexual

Relationship Status

Newly Single

Occupation

Front-end Developer and IT Designer for Dreamhacks American division

Current Address

250 10th Street, NE, Atlanta, GA 30309

Appearance Details
Can be paragraphs or bullets following this guideline:

• Hair: Glossy black | Curly | Usually worn down, occasionally straightened and styled
• Eyes: Dark Brown
• Height:5’7’’
• Body Type: Slim and toned
• Clothing Style:Grace style is very minimalistic, she hates over accessorizing. She usually wears dresses, blouse and skirt combo with a cardigan over. But sometimes she falls back in to her old ways and steals her brothers dress shirts and pairs them with fitted jeans. She’s always in heels, it is rarely you would see her in flats, only at the gym.Grace takes every opportunity to dress nice, even in an office full of guys.
• Makeup Wise: Light makeup, eyeliner, mascara and a fun lip color.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: She has a small tattoo of the big dipper on her wrist.

Personality

Caring - Sarcastic – Loyal – Bossy – Organized – Emotional

One of the most important things for Grace is to be right, no matter the subject or if it’s in an argument. She would rather be quiet for the rest of her life than to be proven wrong. This probably stems from being surrounded by so many siblings fighting for attention and being the best in their parents eyes. With this Grace can come across as somewhat arrogant and bossy because she will not stop until she has proven her point.

That being said Grace is a very loving and caring friend and she sticks by the people she loves. As long as it doesn’t affect her work and her goals she would drop the things she was doing to come to the aid of her friends and family.

Grace is not a person you would say is shy or laid back, she always speaks her mind be it in at her job or at social events. If you can get through all the bossiness and the sarcasm Grace will be a very loyal friend, you will have to have done something really wrong to make Grace’s friendship falter. She is very perceptive so she snaps up details very easily, which often results in Grace knowing things she probably shouldn't.

Brief History

Bailey Grace Pruett was born in Chicago on a crisp autumn day in 1991 to councilman Aaron Pruett and his wife journalist Jean Pruett. Grace was the couples third child and to Jean Pruett's great joy a girl. But as Grace grew up with her brothers Jean realized that her daughter was not going to be the princess that she had imagined. She found herself trying to keep dirt of the designer dresses she had bought for little Grace, so eventually she gave up and just let her do whatever she wanted. And what Grace wanted was to run around with her brothers in the mud and wrestling on the ground.

Being a diplomats child has had an impact on Grace, her family moving around as much as they did for her father’s work made it hard for the children to make lasting friends, For that reason the Pruett children are all very close. But when their fifth child was born, Mr. and Mrs. Pruett decided it was time to settle down in one area.The Pruett’s packed up their lives and moved to Florida. Mr. Pruett took a job at the mayor's office and Mrs. Pruett started her own indie fashion magazine that has since grown a considerable fan base.

Even though her mother and father has high standards and expect the best from their children the Pruett's always had an relaxed home life. Seeing as both parents have very demanding jobs they sadly did not have very much free time over to spend with their children. This meant that the Pruett siblings practically raised themselves together with their awesome housekeeper Cecily. This being said there was never any hard feelings towards their parents, they understood that the hard work that was being put in was so they could have the best in life. And growing up in a gated community in the sunshine state suited Grace just fine.

Being the middle child wedged between two pairs of brothers, Grace grew up not caring about how she presented herself since she just wanted to fit in with her brothers. This made her into somewhat of a tomboy, she kept her hair short so it wouldn’t get in the way of the wrestling. But as Grace grew up she started to flip through her mother’s fashion magazines more and more and she started to look up to all the beautiful ladies that graced the pages of the magazines.

School was never a problem for Grace, she didn’t feel the need to be the best in her class just in the top percentage. She had her set group of friends that she was real close with. Grace had some trouble branching out and being social out of that group since her bossy personality often rubbed people the wrong way. So some nights she would lock herself in her room and stay in front of her computer designing her blog, programming simple scripts and playing games until her eyes stung.

She headed up north to pursue her passion for computers and communication. Now she works in an office full of dudes that doubt her ability to do the same job they have. But growing up with four brothers had prepared her for that so she demands respect at the office and will dox anyone who dares to see her as lesser.

Grace jumped at the opportunity to go to this reunion since she has some unfinished business with a few of her old school friends, especially now that she’s single.

Family

_{|Michael Dorn as Aaron Pruett|Father, 58| |Michelle Buteau as Jean Pruett|Mother, 52| |Desire Mia as Charles Pruett|Brother, 32| |Brian Whittaker as Bentley Pruett|Brother, 30| |Reece King as Vance Pruett|Brother, 24| |Leo Chocolate as Jeremiah Pruett|Brother, 20|}

Extras

Laura Harrier | B5E87D

• Has a wast comic book collection
• Has a passion for foreign snacks and sweets.
• Spends at least 5 hours a day on her computer out of work (Mostly on tumblr and games)
• Has a Shiba named George
• Hums when she concentrates
• Absentmindedly braids her hair when in conversations
• A good Napoleon pastry!

Relations

Amanda Isabella Woodall-Cross

TO: Amanda
"Amanda I don’t know why you’re not answering my texts or calls anymore. I understand that you are busy but I had hoped you valued our friendship more than this. I’m really happy you got elected president, I know it means a lot to you. If you want to talk I’m here… if not I’ll see you around I guess.”

Grace

Grace and Amanda were inseparable early on in their high school career. Amanda spurred the sometimes lazy Grace to focus on her studies and in turn Grace tried to get Amanda to let loose once in a while. But come senior year the pair drifted apart. Grace tried to reach out, but in the end they went their separate ways.

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Caden Alexander Burke

TO: Caden“Hey Caden! If you are with Andre could you please tell him to check his phone!”

Grace

The only real interactions the two had was whenever Grace would join the Dre when he hung out with his boys.

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Willow May Nicholson

TO: Willie
“Girl! Have you packed for this cirkus yet? Do you think I need to pack a bathing suit? What do you think Amanda has planned? Ugh I don’t know why I’m so stressed over this reunion thing! Anyway call me later!”

Grace

Willow was and still is Grace’s best friend. Even though they live in different parts of the country they talk at least once a week. Grace was one of Willow’s bridesmaids at her wedding. Being forced to volunteer at that dog shelter was the best thing that ever happened to Grace.

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Alexander Tobias Shields

TO: Alex
“Dude! Our plan backfired! Your boy blew it… hard! Willow is mortified! I think it’s best if this does not get traced back to us! We act like we had no hand in this! Got it?”

Grace

Grace and Alex used to play games online together. Heroes 3 and CS 1.6 most of the time. They usually hung out in the computer lab as well. But after that botched set up of Willow and Grayson for prom. The situation became way to tense for them to continue a real friendship. Though they keep in contact online from time to time.

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Andre Raymond Martin

TO: Dre
“Dre… I just can’t do this without you. I’m so alone up here. Maybe we made a mistake? I’m sorry… I’m making things harder aren’t I? I should probably just get over myself and let you live your life. Just miss you that’s all… love you”

Grace

Grace and Andre was inseparable from the eighth grade. All through high school everyone told them they should be a couple. They kept denying it. Until the start of their senior year when Andre finally asked her out on a real date. And of course all of their friends had been right. She was madly in love with Andre Martin. She had always been. But come graduation they made the what they thought to be the adult decision to go their separate ways as they were going to college at different states. It has always been her biggest mistake in Graces mind.

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Allison Bentley-Song

TO: Allison
“Ally! I just wanted to say, thanks for keeping me sane this weekend. Thanks for all the help with the wedding, I probably couldn’t have handled it without you. You looked awesome in your dress by the way! Let me know if you are ever in ATL! We’ll get drinks or something!”

Grace

Allison and Grace knew each other mostly through Willow. So they weren’t the closest of friend during school. But they bonded when they were both in Willow’s wedding party.

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Tessa Elizabeth Mendoza-Rosales

TO: "Number not found"

Grace

Grace always admired Tessa for being so confident and free spirited in a way that she would never be. Unfortunately they never really ran in the same circles. But Grace always thought highly of her.

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Sebastain Jace Russo

TO: Jace
“Hey… I’m sorry to just text you out of the blue like this but I can’t get ahold of Amanda. Do you know where she is or why she is ghosting me?”

Grace

Grace wouldn't lable Jace as a friend. But since he dated Amanda, Jace and Grace hung out a couple of times.

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Grayson Neil Chambers

TO: Grayson
“What did you do!? How can one fuck so bad? You had one date! God fucking damn it! We’re going to have a talk in the computer lab on monday!”

Grace

Once upon a time Grace and Grayson were actually kind of friends. Or rather they spent so much time in the same room that they kind of formed a bond. That all changed when he treated sweet Willow at prom. After chewing him out for five minutes Grace gave the boy the cold shoulder rom that point onwards.

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Reina Stein Barracano

TO: Number not found

Grace

Grace only met Reina when they both hung out with the “boys”. So there wasn’t much of a friendship more of a friendly acquaintance.

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Brent Juan Diego Santiago-Walsh

TO: Brent
“Yo Brent! Can you tell Andre that he can come over to my house when you’re done with… whatever you re doing? And tell the boy to charge his phone!”

Grace

Brent and Grace didn’t really interact much during their time at King’s. For some reason Brent avoided Grace in the halls. Even at the odd times Grace would join the “King’s Men” hangouts the boy avoided her gaze every way he could.

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Camden Anne Bensen

TO: Number not found

Grace

They didn’t really interact at all. A friendly headnod when they saw each other in the hall, nothing more nothing less.

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Tara Kathleen O'Leary

TO: Tara
“Eeey! Tara is it true that you punched Grayson in the face? If yes…. Universal respect for the rest of my life! Please tell me it is true!”

Grace

Tara was the kind of tough that Grace hoped she could be. They didn’t really talk much but she always admired Tara from afar.

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Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

@Dirty Pretty Lies Hello, Hi! I'm done!

Grace Pruett, Reunion

”I'm nobody's baby
I'm everybody's girl”

Full Name

Bailey | Grace | Pruett

Nickames

Gracie, Greezy(Her gamertag)

Age

27 Oct 19

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bisexual

Relationship Status

Newly Single

Occupation

Front-end Developer and IT Designer for Dreamhacks American division

Current Address

250 10th Street, NE, Atlanta, GA 30309

Appearance Details
Can be paragraphs or bullets following this guideline:

• Hair: Glossy black | Curly | Usually worn down, occasionally straightened and styled
• Eyes: Dark Brown
• Height:5’7’’
• Body Type: Slim and toned
• Clothing Style:Grace style is very minimalistic, she hates over accessorizing. She usually wears dresses, blouse and skirt combo with a cardigan over. But sometimes she falls back in to her old ways and steals her brothers dress shirts and pairs them with fitted jeans. She’s always in heels, it is rarely you would see her in flats, only at the gym.Grace takes every opportunity to dress nice, even in an office full of guys.
• Makeup Wise: Light makeup, eyeliner, mascara and a fun lip color.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: She has a small tattoo of the big dipper on her wrist.

Personality

Caring - Sarcastic – Loyal – Bossy – Organized – Emotional

One of the most important things for Grace is to be right, no matter the subject or if it’s in an argument. She would rather be quiet for the rest of her life than to be proven wrong. This probably stems from being surrounded by so many siblings fighting for attention and being the best in their parents eyes. With this Grace can come across as somewhat arrogant and bossy because she will not stop until she has proven her point.

That being said Grace is a very loving and caring friend and she sticks by the people she loves. As long as it doesn’t affect her work and her goals she would drop the things she was doing to come to the aid of her friends and family.

Grace is not a person you would say is shy or laid back, she always speaks her mind be it in at her job or at social events. If you can get through all the bossiness and the sarcasm Grace will be a very loyal friend, you will have to have done something really wrong to make Grace’s friendship falter. She is very perceptive so she snaps up details very easily, which often results in Grace knowing things she probably shouldn't.

Brief History

Bailey Grace Pruett was born in Chicago on a crisp autumn day in 1991 to councilman Aaron Pruett and his wife journalist Jean Pruett. Grace was the couples third child and to Jean Pruett's great joy a girl. But as Grace grew up with her brothers Jean realized that her daughter was not going to be the princess that she had imagined. She found herself trying to keep dirt of the designer dresses she had bought for little Grace, so eventually she gave up and just let her do whatever she wanted. And what Grace wanted was to run around with her brothers in the mud and wrestling on the ground.

Being a diplomats child has had an impact on Grace, her family moving around as much as they did for her father’s work made it hard for the children to make lasting friends, For that reason the Pruett children are all very close. But when their fifth child was born, Mr. and Mrs. Pruett decided it was time to settle down in one area.The Pruett’s packed up their lives and moved to Florida. Mr. Pruett took a job at the mayor's office and Mrs. Pruett started her own indie fashion magazine that has since grown a considerable fan base.

Even though her mother and father has high standards and expect the best from their children the Pruett's always had an relaxed home life. Seeing as both parents have very demanding jobs they sadly did not have very much free time over to spend with their children. This meant that the Pruett siblings practically raised themselves together with their awesome housekeeper Cecily. This being said there was never any hard feelings towards their parents, they understood that the hard work that was being put in was so they could have the best in life. And growing up in a gated community in the sunshine state suited Grace just fine.

Being the middle child wedged between two pairs of brothers, Grace grew up not caring about how she presented herself since she just wanted to fit in with her brothers. This made her into somewhat of a tomboy, she kept her hair short so it wouldn’t get in the way of the wrestling. But as Grace grew up she started to flip through her mother’s fashion magazines more and more and she started to look up to all the beautiful ladies that graced the pages of the magazines.

School was never a problem for Grace, she didn’t feel the need to be the best in her class just in the top percentage. She had her set group of friends that she was real close with. Grace had some trouble branching out and being social out of that group since her bossy personality often rubbed people the wrong way. So some nights she would lock herself in her room and stay in front of her computer designing her blog, programming simple scripts and playing games until her eyes stung.

She headed up north to pursue her passion for computers and communication. Now she works in an office full of dudes that doubt her ability to do the same job they have. But growing up with four brothers had prepared her for that so she demands respect at the office and will dox anyone who dares to see her as lesser.

Grace jumped at the opportunity to go to this reunion since she has some unfinished business with a few of her old school friends, especially now that she’s single.

Family

_{|Michael Dorn as Aaron Pruett|Father, 58| |Michelle Buteau as Jean Pruett|Mother, 52| |Desire Mia as Charles Pruett|Brother, 32| |Brian Whittaker as Bentley Pruett|Brother, 30| |Reece King as Vance Pruett|Brother, 24| |Leo Chocolate as Jeremiah Pruett|Brother, 20|}

Extras

Laura Harrier | B5E87D

• Has a wast comic book collection
• Has a passion for foreign snacks and sweets.
• Spends at least 5 hours a day on her computer out of work (Mostly on tumblr and games)
• Has a Shiba named George
• Hums when she concentrates
• Absentmindedly braids her hair when in conversations
• A good Napoleon pastry!

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

Ok ok ok! I'm putting down my sarcastic, bossy, geek Grace Pruett. FC: Laura Harrier Color: B5E87D

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

I guess I'll post my reservations here!

FC: Laura Harrier Color: B5E87D

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

Ugh..... FINE! I'm in! ❤️

Camp Red Arrow

Woooooow

Camp Red Arrow

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Frankie sat in the chair next to Josh with her legs crossed her right foot taping the air. The video playing was so redundant not one of the kids sitting in this room was paying any attention to it. And for Frankie it wasn’t any different, the girl was looking anywhere but the ancient television. Even though there was no reception anywhere Frankie stared down into her phone in hopes to find something to do but of course it came up blank. A huge sigh left her as she shifted in the uncomfortable plastic chair. Her focus shifted to Josh as he began to speak about how the summer would play out.

Slowly Frankie took of her sunglasses to get a better look at the young man sitting next to her. Did he get hotter since last year? Her mind traveled back to past years when she had just remembered Josh being a nerdy kid that stayed in the background. But now as she watched him going on and on about ice cream she couldn’t help but stare at his face. Biting her lip she made a mental note to explore it further at a later time. The murmur that broke out when Josh mentioned that camp would last for three months surprised the blonde. This must mean that there are a lot of new campers. Frankie raised an eyebrow and tried to arrange her face into a calming expresion at the same time trying to spot the new kids. They could be of use during the summer.

As soon as the speech was over Frankie stood up and patted her colleague on the shoulder “Great job Joshie! You didn’t scare’m too much!” she shot him a sparkling smile before turning to the group of campers idling around them. “Alright girls! You can follow me and this lovely lady and we will take you to your cabin!” she said loudly as gestured towards Alex who had stepped forward from her spot leaning against the wall.

The group of girls made their way towards the cabins in a slow manner as the heat was getting almost unbearable. Frankie fanned herself with one of the camp maps as she walked next to Alex. She turned to the taller girl “So did you hide the good snacks already or is that on the agenda for later?” Frankie grinned from behind her sunglasses.

When they arrived at the campers cabin Frankie threw open the door sending out a puff of stale musty air. “Well! Here we are! Your mansion for the next three months.” She stepped out of the way so that the girls could step inside. “If you need us we’re up in the counselor’s cabin over there…” she pointed to the larger cabin up the path. “...but don’t go crazy. Anyway I’m going to lay out down by the lake to get some color on this translucent skin. Please don’t bother me if you haven’t brought a drink or popsicle or something. Okay byyyeee!” she said sweetly lowering her glasses and shooting Alex a wink before turning around and heading down to the lakefront.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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Blue eyes scanned the phone screen as April sat down at the table. “Hey sweetie.” Julie said with a smile putting her phone down. “How are you doing?” she asked as her eyes flicked to her friends midsection. Thankfully she caught herself before it became too noticeable and composed her face. “Where did you disappear this weekend? I tried to check on you but I didn’t get an answer. I’m guessing you and… Santiago made up?” she probed.

She picked up her phone again scrolling through when April asked for ideas “Well I’ve just been musing a little bit.” she said with that sparkle coming back to her eyes. “So first I was thinking we could put bees or spiders in the vents… but that might be seen as animal cruelty and a bit extreme” she shot Chanel who had vetoed that idea a look “Then I thought maybe we could do something at a big football game! But then that might upset your… friends.” she looked away through the window out into the courtyard. For some reason the huge fountain that sat in the middle of it held Julie’s concentration. Suddenly Julie’s face lit up and a small gasp escaped her.

“You guys!” she clasped her hands in front of her. “What if we turned the courtyard into a huge foam party?” she mused in a low whisper. “Like we sneak in here the night before and set it all up and when everyone arrives in the morning it will look like they entered a party in Ibiza.” she turned her head toward the fountain “We could use that as our big foam machine” she said pointing with her fork.

“What do you guys think?”

Archer gritted his teeth as he watched his big cousin stomp away. Should he have told Max? Was this going to come back and bite him in his ass? Probably. Butt all he could do now was roll his eyes and go back to scribble in his notebook. He was deep into translating a latin poem when he felt someone take a seat next to him. When he felt the gentle touch of Kavan a warm feeling filled the boy. Everything was still ok.

He returned his boyfriends gesture with a kiss on the lips before shutting his book. “Just writing Mrs. Archer Varma over and over again.” he said grinning widely vincing at the pain that too large facial expressions brought. “How’s your day going? Any troubles?” Archer asked leaning into Kavan snuggling up under his chin.

As Guy sat down the wavy haired boy straightened up in his seat. He only knew how much he hated to be around PDA so he wouldn’t want to be the one displaying it. “Oh you know…” he began following his friends gaze that landed on his boyfriend. He laughed “No, no! This is not a result of any kind of domestic violence.” Archer pointed out as he waved his hands in front of them both before grabbing Kavan’s hand and squeezing it. “No this is… uh how can I put it. It’s the result of me not knowing when to shut up… as usual.” he gave his friend a weak smile.

When he heard Kol yell out after him Max whipped around bounding back towards the kid. “Listen here Halliday! I am not taking it out on anyone. All I am saying is that do not be an asshole and you won’t be punished. You got a problem with that? Or did you want to go beat someone smaller than you?” he said his anger barely being contained. He turned on his heel again starting to walk away once more when he heard Sawyer pipe up. Max stopped dead in his tracks lifting his hand to his nose pinching the bridge of it letting out a big sigh. What was with all of this wineing. Turning back a second time he stared Sawyer down locking his jaw before answering.

“Who said I was giving anyone a break, huh?” he asked stepping closer to Sawyer “Maybe I didn’t want to discuss what I was going to do with you fuckwads? Maybe I have already done something?” Max continued getting closer and closer to Sawyer’s face. “So before you go complaining like I just took away your favorite blankie maybe just think! And if you ever step out of line like this again we’re going to have a problem…” before he could continue he felt an arm pulling him back. Looking up he saw Santiago’s concerned face.

“Oh for fucks sake…” he said shaking Santi’s grip from his shoulder. “Just stay out of this…. what do you want?!” he spat crossing his arms in front of his chest.