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Audrey's Squad is up on the Character Tab! Will add their descriptions soon.

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Delilah Duclerc

Lila | Princess | Kitten

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"I know, I know: I’m fabulous. C’est la vie."

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║ Name ║

Delilah Christine Duclerc

║ Birthday & Age ║

May 20 | Sixteen

║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║

Straight Female

║ Other Labels ║

Drama Queen | Mayor’s Daughter | Snob | Preppy | Overachiever | Girly-Girl

║ Occupation ║

Though unemployed, Delilah does volunteer work at a children’s shelter whenever she has some free time from all her responsibilities.

║ Appearance ║

The most striking feature in Delilah’s diamond-shaped face are the big, almond-shaped green eyes under perfectly plucked and arched eyebrows: eyes that are always bright and with an intense stare. A small and cute button nose marks the center of her face, and under them a pair of rosy pink lips that are not full yet not thin either. Behind her lips hides a bright, pearly-white smile with perfect teeth that’s capable of warming up even the coldest of hearts. She sports a mane of long, shiny hair that has been dark brown, chocolate brown (her natural color), and is now currently dyed brown and light blonde with the ombre trend, which is styled depending on her mood, type of outfit and the weather. Makeup wise, she never leaves her home without some lipstick, mascara, eyeliner and a touch of blush, but depending the occasion she can up her game and go from natural, to sultry, to upright glamazon. She keeps her skin clear with a strict beauty routine, and the soft tan in her usually light skin is due to the amount of time she spends outdoors by the pool, in the hot tub or during her travels around the world.

Delilah’s body type falls in the category of lithe and petite, and though she’s not curvy like other women she compensates by having a pair of small, perky breasts and a round, perky ass. Standing at 5’3”, Lila isn’t the tallest girl of the bunch, and she compensates this by wearing all sorts of cute, high-heeled shoes. Of course, she doesn’t limit herself to just heels and can wear other types of shoes, but she has a preference for open footwear (peep-toes, sandals, wedges, etc.). Preppy and girly are the perfect ways to describe her personal style, with a closet that consists of skirts, dresses, shorts and the typical basics like jeans, sweaters and blouses. She wears all types of accessories, and owns a vast array of them. She is also obsessed with handbags, which she collects and never leaves home without. Only on rare occasions will you see Delilah wearing T-shirts and sweatpants (she only wears them when she’s at home, sick or in gym class). She sports no tattoos and your average earlobe piercings.

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"Got a figure like a pinup,
Got a figure like a doll.
Don’t care if you think I’m dumb,
I don’t care at all.
Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored.
I’m the girl you’d die for."

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║ Personality ║

The Positive:

• Affectionate
• Confident
• Compassionate

The Negative:

• Manipulative
• Selfish
• Dramatic

What You See:
At first glance, the best way to describe Delilah Duclerc would be captivating. Full of class, confidence and poise, Delilah has the ability to get a room’s attention on her even when her height isn’t her strong point. Upon conversation, she is very charming, witty, sassy, capable to engage in conversations of any kind and with exceptional manners, learned all the way back when she was a child. However, when the name Delilah Duclerc comes into a conversation with peers who went to school with her or met her outside any formal event, you can immediately see them start to roll her eyes.

A spoiled, self-centered drama queen will be the first words to come out of their mouth when referring to her. Lila has a bad habit of thinking that she is above everyone else, and that the world revolves around her snobbish self. She is always concerned about keeping up appearances and making sure that she’s giving off what she deems the “right” impression: the unattainable mayor’s daughter. Selfish to the core, Delilah will stop at nothing to get what she wants, to the point where she can be inconsiderate to others and will make scenes if she doesn’t get her way. She is also very quick to judge people over their physical appearance (way they dress, how they have their hair, etc., but no body-shaming), and once she deems you unworthy she won’t be as interested in you. To add to everything else, she is a true drama queen: the type to declare the world is ending over the most mundane of things like breaking a nail, misplacing an item and thinking it lost, etc. The one thing that acts against her is that, often, these negative traits are the ones that are the ones most visible to the public eye. What most don’t know is that this persona is nothing but a front.

What I Know:
On the other hand, those who get the privilege of getting to know Delilah on a personal level are surprised to discover that she isn’t all princess complex and overreactions. Lila is actually a very sweet and affectionate girl, one who will do anything to make her loved ones feel loved and acknowledged: the type to bring you some soup if you’re sick, buy you chocolates when you’ve had a bad day or send you flowers as congratulations for an achievement. She is fiercely loyal, easy-going, fun, upbeat, generous (she’s the one in charge of organizing the “Closet Purge” event in her community every winter, which consists of her neighbors donating all of their “old”, barely worn or unused clothing and shoe-wear so she can send them to impoverished sectors or countries) and persistent (which can be a good or bad thing depending the circumstances). Her selfishness is pushed aside when you become close to her, for she will often put her needs to the side to aid those she cares for when they’re in need. Lila is also very driven, and the kind of girl who will never back out of chasing her dreams and making them a reality.

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║ My Dreams ║

Delilah wants to attend an Ivy League college to study something related to Languages or International Relations, traveling the world along the way.

║ Fears ║

• Losing her family
• Losing her wealth
• Getting hurt/harmed in any permanent way
• Her reputation being ruined in any way
• Being unloved, replaced and forgotten
• Public Humiliation

║ Likes ║

• Being the center of attention
• Learning new languages
• Romantic Comedies
• Shopping
• Fine dining
• Traveling
• Flowers (especially orchids)
• The beach
• Not wearing pants
• Selfies

║ Dislikes ║

• Soda
• People who immediately assume/treat her like she’s dumb
• Thunderstorms
• When people tell her “no”
• When people don’t do what she says
• Bad photos of herself
• Pressing the wrong piano key and ruining a song
• The smell of cigarette smoke
• Anything smelly at all
• Being ignored

║ Brief History ║

Born to Christopher and Marietta Duclerc on the beautiful spring day that was May 20th, Delilah Christine is the only daughter of the couple. The Duclercs had married in their late 20’s after finishing their respective doctoral degrees, and decided it was time for a child on their early thirties. Unfortunately for Marietta, she encountered fertility problems due to her age, but just as they began considering the possibility of in vitro fertilization she fell pregnant. They were thrilled to say the least, and Christopher even more so when he found out he would be having a daughter. As their little miracle being born to a successful couple who were stable financially and emotionally, Delilah was spoiled in more than one way. She grew up raised by a nanny until she was old enough to attend school in a big and beautiful four bedroom, three and a half bathroom townhouse complete with an infinity pool and hot tub, which was located in the most affluent area of Westworth. Once in school, young Lila was a social butterfly excelled in her classes, and quickly showed an aptitude for languages and public speaking, which her parents encouraged. Besides this, her they enrolled her in ballet and piano lessons to have her occupied, which lasted up until she entered middle school.

Ever since she was a girl, Delilah Duclerc’s father aspired to be the mayor of their hometown. He always thought that his preparation in Law and Economy, along with his wife’s preparation in similar fields, would be the key to assure that Westworth continued to be the prestigious town it had always been. For years, Delilah had watched as her father began to plant the seeds in resident’s heads, making his plans, building political connections… Up until he finally ran for mayor in 2012 and won, when Delilah was in seventh grade. Since then, Delilah’s popularity increased, and everybody knew her as ‘The Mayor’s Daughter’. She would now constantly be under everyone’s scrutiny, so she continued to be on her best behavior. Her father is currently running to be re-elected this year.

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║ Extra Curricular Activities & Sports ║

• Cheerleader
• Dance Commitee
• President of the International Languages Association (ILA)
• Organizer of Westworth’s annual “Closet Purge”

║ Reputation ║

Westworth High’s drama queen, who can get on your nerves sometimes but in the end she really is a total sweetheart. You either love her or hate her.

║ Best subjects, Worst subjects ║

Though she keeps top marks in all classes, Delilah absolutely excels in any class that has to do with languages (French is her favorite) and public speaking. On the other hand, her worst subject by far and without a doubt is gym class. Lila despises sweating and sports, so gym is like torture to her. Another class she’s not very strong in is History, because she doesn’t like how boring it is.

║ Extra information ║

• Puckers up her lips in a pout when she doesn’t get her way.
• Has a tendency to babytalk when trying to convince people of getting her something.
• Constantly plays with her hair.
• Taps her foot when impatient.
• Is constantly rolling her eyes and scoffing.
• Plays the piano to cope with feelings like sadness, anger, etc.

Sierra Jameson

Si | Bells | Si-Belle | Nightingale

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"You call me a bitch like it’s a bad thing. Whatever. I don’t care. I hate you all."

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║ Name ║

Sierra Isabelle Jameson

║ Birthday & Age ║

July 13 | Sixteen

║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║

Straight Female

║ Other Labels ║

Military Brat | Rebel | Punk

║ Occupation ║

Pizza Maker at The King Pin

║ Appearance ║

The first thing one notices about Sierra are her big blue eyes, inherited from her mother. She has wavy black hair with blue streaks that is constantly loose, pale skin, a straight nose and small lips. She keeps a face bare of makeup and only wears flavored lip balms or dark lipstick and (occasionally) black eyeliner. Her personal style is described as grungy: tank tops with band names or movie/comic/anime references, dark colors, combat boots/Vans/Converse sneakers, lots of flannel and plaid shirts or dresses, jean shorts and skinny jeans. She stands at 5'8", with a body that's neither too skinny or overweight: just a perfect balance between the two than can be said to be an 'athletic build'. She has four piercings on each ear, a nose ring, an eyebrow piercing on her left eyebrow and a few small scars on her knees from the few skateboarding accidents she's had.

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"Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the dark?
Can you fix the broken?
Can you feel... can you feel my heart?"

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║ Personality ║

The Positive:

• Passionate
• Determined
• Strong-willed

The Negative:

• Quick-Tempered
• Easily Angered
• Sarcastic

What You See:
Sierra is often described as the quirky half of the Jameson sisters: a complete opposite from her older sister Chloe. Upon first impressions, she comes off as a rather cold, serious tomboy that is never amused. In reality, she's a ball of energy that's easily annoyed. Sierra's also the type of girl that's very sarcastic, sailor-mouthed, blunt (with absolutely no filter), skeptical bordering on rude at first. The rebellious part of her comes from the fact that her mother dotes on her older sister and constantly criticizes Sierra, which only makes their relationship more strained and causes Sierra to act up.

When being confronted by someone or something she doesn't particularly like, or when being told what to do or how to think, Sierra will immediately lash out at the culprit without giving a damn about anything. In fact, she lives every aspect of her life without a single care. She's never been interested in being part of the 'it crowd' (too much drama going on), and instead prefers to keep a low profile having fun alongside her friends. She is also one to get anything and everything she sets her mind to by doing whatever it takes.

What I Know:
Once you battle your way through her barriers and gain her trust, Sierra is really friendly, outgoing and crazy. She is loyal to the core, and will defend her loved ones like a fierce lioness. The side of Sierra no one has seen before lies in the romance aspect. As a lover, Sierra is sweet, passionate, intense and very affectionate. She perceives showing this soft side of her as a sign of weakness that can be used against her, so she keeps it to herself.

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"The question isn't who is going to let me- it's who is going to stop me?" - Ayn Rand

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║ My Dreams ║

Follow her father’s footsteps and join the military, but specifically by becoming an Air Force Pilot

║ Fears ║

• Losing any more family members (specifically her older sister)
• Failing at joining the military
• Disappointing her deceased father
• Never finding love

║ Likes ║

• Pizza (every kind is beautiful in its own way)
• Smoking (her guilty pleasure)
• Her stepfather and older sister
• Indie Rock and all types of Rock Music
• Horror Movies
• Video Games!!!
• Concerts and Rock Shows
• Anime & Manga
• Paintball
• Swearing
• Thrills
• Singing (can actually sing really well but keeps it a secret)

║ Dislikes ║

• Romantic Movies
• Pastel Colors
• Snobs and Attention-Whores
• Being the center of attention
• Game Lags ("Especially when I'm fucking winning the damn game!")
• Drama
• Cowards
• Being told what to do
• The fact that everyone knows everything in this stupid town

║ Brief History ║

Born on July 13th to kindergarten teacher Sonya Jameson, Sgt. Charles Jameson of the US Army and older sister Chloe Desireé, Sierra was welcomed into the world with much enthusiasm: she'd been the missing piece to make the Jameson family complete. The Jameson girls were raised with much love and attention (and the occasional spoiling) in a big, comfortable middle-class home in the suburbs of Westworth: a quiet, closely-knit town. Though they showed very distinctive personalities since they were children, Chloe's and Sierra's differences became more evident as they grew into the tween and teen years, but weren't an obstacle in the girls growing up tight. This tight bond would only strengthen when tragedy struck the Jameson family in the form of Charles' loss in combat when Chloe was thirteen and Sierra was eight.

A year after their father had passed, Chloe and Sierra were introduced to their mother's new boyfriend: a high school English teacher by the name of Shawn Tomers, which she married a year later. While Chloe wasn't too impressed, Sierra was instantly smitten with the dark-skinned man: she'd been the daddy's girl of the sisters, and finding another father figure to look up to now that her hero had passed came as an absolute blessing to her. Since she'd been introduced to him, Sierra and Shawn had become inseparable, to the point in which he spoiled her as his own. This, combined with her mother's constant preference of Chloe over Sierra, caused the mother-daughter's relationship to be extremely strained. Shawn and Chloe often found themselves in the middle of the arguments between these hot-headed women, but there's not really much one can do when two people with such strong opinions clash.

Out of respect for Charles and the memories that they had built in the old home, the Jameson-Tomers family moved into a similar house closer to where Sonya and Shawn worked but none of this affected Chloe and Sierra. What did affect Sierra greatly was the loss of her father. She had always been easily angered, but after Charles' passing Sierra grew even more intolerant and often got into fights with people who bullied her. Soon enough, kids in the playground knew not to mess with her, and she was pretty much shunned out. Sierra didn't really care about this, and found solace in the world of video games instead. It was back in middle school when she finally made a few friends (gamers, skaters and rockers like herself), and when she decided to do other things besides play games or watch anime. Soon enough, Sierra was a regular at the paintball fields and the skate parks, and was absolutely adored by her friends and said communities. Finally, she found her place, people who understood her and liked her for who she was.

The day that Chloe had to leave for college was one of the few days in which Sierra had been a mess. Her older sister was everything to her, and knowing that they'd have to be away from each other for so long really upset them. On the good side, Sierra thought that this would mean a cease in her mother's criticism, but she turned out to be wrong. Now that Sierra was the only one left in the family home, it made it easier for Sonya to find further faults in her younger daughter. While Chloe was at college doing great things, back home Sierra and Sonya got into near-daily arguments that always ended with them storming their separate ways, doors slamming in the process and a helpless Shawn being stuck in the middle.

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║ Extra Curricular Activities & Sports ║

None at the moment.

║ Reputation ║

The resident punk with the resting bitch face who hates everyone and just the world in general. Someone you don’t really want to mess with.

║ Best subjects, Worst subjects ║

✓ History
✓ French
✘ Chemistry
✘ Math

║ Extra information ║

• Is dating Aiden Pierce

Edenridge (Slice of Life with a Twist - Always Accepting)

_{A collab with @Polaris North}

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Izabella listened to Nick take a jab at her last name, and chuckled when he made a comment about if she wanted to add an Emmy to her award collection. “Yeah, that’s right. But enough about me. What awards do you have below your belt, Nicky?” The man replied, and made a comment about his most famous movie that literally made Izabella laugh out loud. She clearly remembered hearing about the disaster that was Zombageddon, but then again when had Nick Donovan ever been serious about his career? If he’d found his niche in bad movies and managed to get paid doing them then Bella wouldn’t be the one to judge.

She didn’t have time to get back to him, because he started up a conversation with the newly arrived Tiny. So, looking around for anyone not entrapped in conversation already, Bella spotted Vincent. She’d learned that he’d continued his studies, going as far as to become a veterinarian, and set up a clinic in Asia. It was enough information to get a new conversation started with the raven-haired man.

“So, Vincent, I heard you spent a fair while in the Philippines? I’d love to hear some stories about your time there.” Bella said to Vince, taking a bite out of her appetizer salad that had just arrived.

Vincent, who had stayed silent after Ashley started talking with Emilia, was practically glaring at one of the cuisines. It may have been because he wasn’t much of a fan of Italian food. He was weighing in his mind that pros and cons of eating the unfamiliar dish. It didn’t help that he didn’t know the name either. He was about to disrupt Ashley and Emilia’s conversation to ask when someone else decided to speak with him and he turned to look at the person.

Unexpectedly, it was Izabella. He hadn’t spoken much with her when they were teens so he was surprised that she decided to speak to him. Then again, they were all still co-workers so he should have expected it. ”Well, you might have heard that I took up Vetmed and finished it. There really isn’t much to tell, to be honest…” He trailed off. He changed his gaze to the food, finding it uncomfortable to be the one speaking with a person he didn’t know very much while looking at them straight in the eye. ”I guess I can say that it’s a pretty great place, if you can ignore the poverty and the crimes. The tourist attractions were great to look at, you can have Emilia back that up for me.” He started to drum his fingers against the table, uninterested in the food for now. ”The animals though… most of the ones that came in were dogs that roam the streets. It was a far cry from the pets I’ve seen here in America or in the UK, but they were nice all the same.”

Noticing that he had started to blabber off, he let out a small chuckle with a light shake of his head and then looked back at Izabella. ”How about you? I’ve seen your movies and a hell load of posts in social media but… you know, how have you been?”

Izabella listened attentively to Vincent, smiling, nodding and grimacing at the right times. She was glad that he had done good for himself, and was about to take a bite of her freshly-arrived pasta plate when he asked about how she was doing.

“Well as you could probably imagine, I’ve been dead busy, dear.” she replied modestly, letting out a lighthearted laugh. “My schedule has been full ever since I left Edenridge, and after the Academy Award victory I get plenty of offers. I won’t complain, because, I’m happy that I’m not without employment. But if I’m relatively honest, there are days in which I want to leave everything behind and disappear for a little bit, you know? Get away for a while, clear my head, not preoccupy myself with anything other than relaxing.... But as it happens, being ‘famous’-” she used air quotes when saying that last word. “Means that everywhere I go there will always be paparazzi waiting to bring me back to reality, Definitely a price to pay to be successful in the entertainment industry.”

Vincent smiled at her. ”Sounds like a pain to deal with.” That was the first comment he made after she finished. The blonde woman nodded in agreement. “Then again, your passion does lie within the acting community so I guess you’re used to it.” He then picked up a glass of water and then sipped from it, all the while thinking of what to say next. A moment later, he placed it back on the table as an idea popped up on his mind. He wasn’t sure if it was a good idea or if Izabella even had the time in her schedule to actually go with it but she might appreciate the suggestion.

”Say, if you ever have the time, you could disguise yourself, maybe even dye your hair temporarily, and then head on to the Philippines and I’ll show you around. I’ll make sure no one recognizes you immediately so you can have a nice and relaxing stay. Maybe even just leave a note to your manager and escape. Knowing the routine of the media there and having a clever disguise would at least help her get away from the media for a while. And she’d be out of reach for a while because of the distance between here and there. No one would expect it too because the two were never close. To him, it was a brilliant idea. To her, however, he was not sure.

Bella could only smile at Vincent, genuinely surprised at his sweet gesture. Back in the original Edenridge, Vince and Bella had never really been close. The two had interacted briefly in and out of scenes, but never enough to be considered friends. This was why the offer was incredibly generous. “Oh, darling, that is incredibly sweet of you!” she said happily, taking his hand and lightly squeezing it as a sign of gratefulness. “I’m not sure when I will have the time available to travel, but I will make sure to do so sooner rather than later. I would love to visit your country. It would be an honor.”

When Izabella reacted positively, Vincent couldn’t help but grin. The act of her taking his hand had come by surprise but he supposed it was fine. ”Feel free to message me anytime. It would also be an honor for me to take around an award winning actress such as yourself.” He replied with a light chuckle. He was actually looking forward to this plan. Not only would he get to know her better, she would also finally enjoy some down time. Once she let go of his hand, he finally picked up a fork and tasted the Italian pasta that had been sitting in front of him for who knows how long.

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“Audreeeeyyyyy-beaaaaaaaaaar! Hiiiiiiiii!”

A bright, high-pitched voice came through Audrey’s car bluetooth speakers. Delilah Christine Duclerc: seventeen, beautiful, class valedictorian, president of her school’s chapter of International Languages Students Association… And Audrey Huntsberg’s cousin.

Audrey and Delilah never saw each other much, but the girls were as tight as they could be. Every holiday they looked forward to spending time with each other, catching up with their respective lives, sharing secrets and building memories together. Lila also happened to be the daughter of Pennsylvania’s governor Christopher Duclerc. If Florence really was the daughter of LA’s mayor, there was a chance that Lila would know a little something about them. Politics had a funny way of bringing people together.

“Heeeeeeyyyyyy, Lila-boo,” Audrey greeted back, genuinely happy to her cousin’s voice. It hadn’t been that long since they’d seen each other -the girls had spent the previous summer in their grandmother’s yacht in Naples- but Audrey missed her cousin dearly. It was refreshing to hear the lovely voice that others deemed annoying.

“I’m so happy to hear you! You’re lucky you called me now! I literally just got out for my lunch period. What’s up?”

“Weeeeeeeell…” Audrey began, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt again. “I’m actually calling for a favor, Lils… Do you happen to know some chick by the name Florence de Sauveterre?”

“Oh my gosh, yes!” Delilah called out, brightening up even more than she usually was. “Of course I know Florrie!”

“Florrie?” Audrey’s face scrunched up as if she’d just sucked on a lemon. She turned to look at Leslie, who was grimacing sympathetically while chewing on her pinkie finger’s nail.

“Uh, that’s what I call Florence, duh!” Lila replied, probably rolling her eyes like she always did when asked what she deemed were stupid questions. Her tone was suddenly suspicious. “Wait, why are you asking me about Florrie? How do you know her?”

Audrey hesitated for a second before continuing. “Here’s the thing. You remember the whole drama with Alexandros, right?”

“Of course! How could I forget Daddy Alex? ” Lila said in a taunting voice.

“Well, he came back to town on Sunday-” Audrey was interrupted by Lila’s excited high-pitched scream, but her cousin was quick in shushing it. “Yeah, well, it’s not all fun and games. Alex did come back, but he didn’t come back alone.” Lila let out a gasp, seemingly grasping what was going to happen. “He came to school today with some chick in his arm, and guess who that chick happened to be?”

Lila let out an even louder gasp. “Ah, shit.” she cried out, evidently shocked with the turn of events. Delilah wasn’t the type to cuss, so her use of the word was a nod at how serious this situation was.

“Yeah, so you understand the critical issue at hand.”

“Oh, for sure! Oh my God, Audrey…” Silence at the other end, a silence that made Audrey and Leslie hold hands while praying for the best until... “Audrey-boo, you are like a sissy to me. What can I do to help you out even if i’m all the way over here?

Audrey shrieked in celebration, and Leslie punched the air with a wide smile. ‘Bless her heart.’ Audrey whispered to her friend, who gave her a celebratory one-armed hand before focusing back on the call. “Um, I was thinking maybe you could tell me a few things about her? Not the things that I can find out with a social media investigation, but things that only a friend could know.”

“Okay, okay, let me think for a bit…” Lila started. She was silent for a moment, her mind probably searching the people files until she found Florence’s. “Well, to start off, Florrie’s very darn similar to both of us.”

“Ugh,” Audrey grimaced. “Why the hell would you say that, Lils?”

“Well it’s true! She loves fashion and shopping and gourmet food and traveling, and she faithfully reads grandma’s magazine.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Audrey rolled her eyes while waving her hand dismissively. “Enough about the similarities. Tell me something important.”

“Okay, soooo, she hates losing her temper. Like, absolutely hates it. It makes her feel powerless, which is something she also hates.”

Audrey was smirking now. “Okay. What else?”

“She hates getting interrupted and gets suuuuuuuuuper jumpy with loud noises.” Lila giggled at this. “I remember that when the fireworks went out at the hotel that we met, she was literally jumping with every bang.”

Audrey pursed her lips together, holding back a laugh. “Hates loud noises: got it.”

“She’s a huge family person, and I mean HUGE. She would hate to disappoint her parents, and she’s especially protective with her hunky big brother Lorenzo. Fool around with Enzo and you’ll win an enemy for li- Hold on.” An unknown voice had interrupted Delilah, The girl muttered something to the person before getting back to her cousin. “Audrey-bear, I just realized that I have an ILA meeting that starts in literally one minute.. I’ll call you later to catch up, okay? Love you, bye!” And with that, the call was ended and Delilah was gone.

Audrey and Leslie let out loud whoops,, high-fiving each other in celebration of how fruitful the call had been. All traces of Audrey’s anger were gone now.“Well then, now with that out of the way… How about we go back to my place for some poolside piña coladas, a quick sunbathing session and some lunch? The only important thing today is the Calc quiz and practice, so we’ll make it back by then.”

Leslie looked at Audrey with a smug smile. “Auby, when have I ever said no to an offer like that?”

Audrey smirked at her best friend. “That’s what I wanted to hear, Les. Let’s get going, then.”

Crooked Young - An Altered Lies Production

NO lol

Crooked Young - An Altered Lies Production

All these bitches is my sons
And I'm a go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a dick I would pull it out and piss on 'em

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“Auby, honey, calm down…” Leslie said in a soothing voice, petting her best friend’s arm and trying to do some damage control. After what had just happened, she knew Audrey needed her support.

Meanwhile, a raging Audrey was trying hard to keep herself in check and not start one of her legendary lash-outs. Her body was shaking, and she kept her eyes closed in order to focus on counting instead of breaking Alexandros’ new chick’s face. Of course, this attempt at self-control was sabotaged as the new chick herself entered the bathroom. She appeared unbothered by anything as she haughtily examined her reflection, and even attempted to engage Audrey in conversation. Leslie was petrified, scared that Audrey might actually commit murder right there and then. But Audrey was so caught off guard that all she could do was let out a disbelieving scoff. She didn’t know whether this girl was clueless or had a downright death wish.

“You know what else ruins a perfectly good outfit?” Audrey replied, mocking the woman’s tone of voice as she made her way to exit the bathroom with Leslie. “A bloody broken nose.” When she’d reached the door, Audrey turned on her heel to look back at the woman. “Do yourself a favor and never speak to me again. You don't fucking know me, and I'm not Miss Congeniality.” Having gotten this out of the way, Audrey turned back around and left the room. Holding onto Leslie’s arm for emotional support, both girls quietly made their way out of the school building, to the parking lot and into Audrey’s Mercedes.

“What the flying fuck was that all about?” Audrey exclaimed, seeping back to her angry self by the time her and Leslie were sitting in her car. They clearly had no intention to arrive to their first class. This was a crisis and who could focus on history when there was a crisis going on? No one, that’s who.. “The fucker’s gone for two and a half months, and when he comes back he’s dragging some chick with him?! Are you fucking serious right now?!”

“Weeeeeell… We are talking about Alexandros, Audrey. You possibly can’t expect any less from him after Bianca and Janice.” Leslie said matter-of-factly, checking her reflection in the passenger seat mirror.

“Don’t fucking mention those women!” Audrey hissed, glaring at Leslie as if she’d just insulted her. “They are dead to me. Buried a thousand feet underground. Rotting corpses. Unimportant people who are irrelevant and don’t need to be mentioned. Got it?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Leslie replied, rolling her eyes at the brunette’s melodramatic remarks. She closed the mirror and turned to look at the distraught Audrey, who was biting her lower lip while unconsciously picking anxiously at a stray thread from her white skirt. She hated to see Audrey all worked up like this. Les was sure that Audrey would get a heart attack soon if she didn’t learn to chill soon. “I did manage to hear the chick’s name, though: Florence something or the other. Aaaaaaaand, she so happens to be our honorable mayor’s daughter.” Leslie shook her head in disbelief. “Alex can sure fucking land them.”

Audrey shot Leslie a death glare at that last comment. “The only thing that playboy should be landing is me, okay? I don’t get why he’s giving me such a fucking hard time..” Audrey trailed off, smacking her head against the steering wheel. She instantly regretted it by the pain that shot up her arm, but that was the least for her worries. She needed to find out intel about the new threat from a trusted source, someone who could be able to give her more than stuff that could be easily found with a social media stalking… Someone like…

“LILA!” Audrey shrieked, making Leslie jump in her seat. “Lila can help me out with this! God bless that shorty!” And without wasting any time, Audrey looked up the contact and placed the call.

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@Dirty Pretty Lies Isn't that Audrey's grandmother? :O

@Altered Tundra

LOL no 😂😂😂 But you know this already.

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Ring the alarm
I been through this too long
But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm
Won't you ring the alarm?
I been through this too long
But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm

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Monday morning started out as a typical day for Audrey. She went through her normal routine with ease: getting up, daily beachside jog, quick shower, wardrobe, makeup, breakfast and out the door. The drive to Beverly Hills High seemed to take longer than usual, but maybe that was because she was so impatient to arrive. Today a big day, after all. It looked to be promising.

When she pulled into her assigned parking space, a not-quite-unexpected surprise was waiting in the lot: a 2015 Red Ferrari 458 she recognized on the spot. That could only mean one thing, and it made Audrey Huntsberg shriek out loud with delight. Alexandros Mossos was finally back, and this time she would make sure to have him.

For the next ten minutes, Audrey fussed over every single detail of her makeup and outfit: dusting off her shirt, reapplying her lipstick, smoothing off stray hairs. This was the first time in two and a half months that she would be coming face to face with the one who got away’, and she wanted to make sure she looked irresistible. Alexandros needed to realize just what he’d been missing. Just as she was about to exit Scarlet, her phone chimed with a new text from Leslie. Why would Leslie text her if they were literally about to meet up at their usual spot? Frowning, Audrey unlocked her phone.

Things are not looking good, Auby. Be ready: they’ve just thrown you a curveball. Waiting for you at the entrance: you’ll need me. Love you babe.

Leslie

The message made Audrey nervous. A curveball? When it came to Alexandros, that could mean so many things... She was losing her cool, and her heart had sped up. But there was no time to chicken out now. The only way to find out what could possibly be going wrong now was by confronting it.

Sighing and bracing herself, Audrey exited the car and made her way to the building. Her heels clicked at her every step, and she made sure to look every bit as confident as usual. However, with the way Leslie’s face was looking the minute she stepped inside the school, Audrey became nervous.She opened her mouth to speak, but the black-haired woman placed a finger to her own lips. Without saying a word, Leslie grabbed Audrey’s arm and guided her through Beverly Hills High’s hallways.

As they walked, Audrey noticed that the atmosphere was changing. Her fellow classmates seemed to be whispering more than usual, and she’d been able to . They were nearing Audrey’s locker when the girls saw them, and Audrey grabbed Leslie’s arm. It was Alexandros, alright, looking every bit as handsome as he always did. But he wasn’t alone… A girl held his arm, looking quite comfortable in her place. She was beautiful, with long raven hair, fair skin and an aura of elegance that so gracefully complimented his. They looked like a fucking match made in heaven.

Tell me how should I feel
When I know what I know,
And my female intuition
Telling me you a dog?
People told me 'bout the flames
I couldn't see through the smoke
When I need answers, accusations
What you mean you gonna’ choke?

The world seemed to have stopped rotating. Audrey didn’t know just how long she stood there, looking at them with wide, seething eyes, her expression unreadable. Whether they saw her or not didn’t really matter to her. Audrey knew Leslie was talking, but her brain didn’t seem to be processing what she was saying. All she could think about was the image being burned into her brain of Alexandros and somebody else... AGAIN. Before she knew it, the warning bell had rung, and everyone -including Alex and this mystery woman- was hurrying away to their classrooms. And without realizing it, Audrey was dragging Leslie in the opposite direction of their homeroom classroom and into the ladies’ room instead.

Tell me how should I feel
When you made me belong
And the thought of you just touching her
Is what I hate most?
I don't want you but I want it
And I can't let it go
To know you give it to her like you gave it to me, come on

For a moment, the halls were quiet. Students and teachers were busy with lectures, bodies sitting or standing behind closed doors. And, cutting through the stillness, Audrey’s furious voice rang out:

“Who the FUCK is that?!

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He's so arrogant and bold
She gon' love that shit, I know
I done put in a call, time to ring the alarm
'Cause you ain't never seen a fire like the one I'ma 'cause.

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The weeks after her impromptu pool party were quite eventful for Audrey Huntsberg. The first dance competition was coming up, so she’d been practicing with the team for hours on end. The school work wasn’t getting any easy either, and the only way to keep her top grades was to study. Her sixteenth birthday party was coming up, and in order for it to be the biggest bash of the Hills, a lot of planning had to be done. Adding to that, dates had come and gone, rolling one after the other. So far no guy had seemed to impress her beyond a first date, and those that had hadn’t gone further than second base, only to be quickly tossed aside as she got bored. Of course, Audrey’s busy life didn’t mean that she’d forgotten about the whore that was Janice Nelson. Nope, not in the slightest.

For about two weeks after she’d watched the damning video, Audrey had been carefully plotting her revenge plan against Janice. She’d quietly and discreetly watched the secretary from the sidelines, taking notes on the woman’s schedule. Then, on a Friday afternoon, Janice was making her way to the parking lot, and let out a shriek when she saw her vehicle. The car’s tires had been slashed, and every window had been smashed. On the hood, the words I KNOW YOUR SECRET were keyed into the paint. Panicking, Janice tried to erase the threatening message by digging her own key against the words, but it was too late. The police arrived on scene, and having been tipped off to the video and incident, arrested Janice on the spot.

By that night, the news were going crazy with the headline BEVERLY HILLS HIGH SECRETARY ARRESTED FOR SEX WITH A STUDENT. Statutory rape and sexual battery were just a two of the crimes she was charged with. Aside from being permanently registered as a sex offender, Janice would be out of prison in about fifteen years… If she was lucky. Meanwhile, Audrey had been out at the club, dancing the night and celebrating success.

With Janice out of the way and paying the high price of crossing Audrey Huntsberg -whether it was knowingly or not didn’t matter-, the younger woman savored the results of yet another fruitful revenge plan. Every other student knew exactly what had happened, and if some were still doubting of just what Audrey was capable of doing, they were damn sure of ot now.

But there was something missing from this triumphant picture… Alexandros.

The blue-eyed man that had chased her so insistently had disappeared without a trace right after her pool party. He hadn’t shown up at school, his social media accounts had been inactive, and when Audrey had become desperate enough to actually swallow her pride for once and call him, his phone number was disconnected. Of course, Audrey wasn’t the type to give up that easily, and from further research by asking around she found out that Alexandros had traveled off the country. The reason for this sudden trip, however, remained a mystery.

To anybody who asked, Audrey pretended to not have noticed the young man’s absence. She brushed it off, claiming that her interest in him had been as fleeting as his stay in Beverly Hills High School. But, in reality, she’d made a habit out of checking his social media multiple times a day, desperate for any news about him. She secretly missed the chase.

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As soon as the last guests had left her Circus-themed Sweet Sixteen birthday party, Audrey had collapsed face-first onto her bed. She’d still been wearing the sexy ringleader costume she’d chosen, while her black knee-high boots, whip and top hat lay on a pile next to her bed. The booze, long hours of dancing and even a fair bit of marijuana and molly had eventually exhausted her body. And so, for half the day of November first, Audrey remained passed out on her bed, and didn’t even flinch when an excited Leslie loudly burst into her room.

“Audrey, Audrey! Wake up! You’re not gonna believe this!”

The brunette remained motionless on the bed, unaffected by her best friend’s loud arrival. This made Leslie climb up in Audrey’s bed and begin to jump on it while repeatedly calling “AudreyAudreyAudreyAudreyAudreyAudrey!” until Audrey grabbed a nearby pillow and threw it at Leslie. The black-haired woman took no offense to this, and instead continued to jump on the bed, her ponytail swinging. Eventually, Audrey gave up on the idea that ignoring would make her go away.

“What do you want? Audrey whined, her voice muffled from having her face pressed against a pillow.

“Weeeeeell…” Leslie began in a singsong voice, pausing her jumping. “It so happens that I have some gossip for you.”

Audrey groaned and waved a lazy hand at Leslie. “Can’t this wait? I’m kinda still getting over last night’s hangover.”

Leslie took a seat next to Audrey, crossing her legs. “Oh, I don’t know. I just thought you might like to hear that Alexandros Mossos is back in Beverly Hills, is all.”

At the mention of Alexandros, Audrey shot up from the pillow.. Not only did she feel terrible, but she looked the part. Her makeup was smudged from the long night and her sleeping position. She groaned, regretting getting up so fast with the way her head began throbbing. “What did you just say?” she mumbled, rubbing her temples.

Leslie looked up at Audrey with a smile so bright you would have think she’d won the lottery or something similar. “I said YOUR Alexandros is back on Cali territory as we speak.”

Audrey looked up at Leslie with squinted eyes for a long while, and eventually blurted out: “Fuck. The molly’s still got me high as a cloud. This is such a vivid dream.”

The black haired woman couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her best friend. Leave it to a first-time molly user like Audrey to come up with something like that. Hopefully this served as a lesson and would be the first and last time.

Without warning, Leslie pinched Audrey’s thigh. The brunette let out a shriek, and Leslie couldn’t help but giggle. Feel that, Audrey? You’re not dreaming. It’s all real, sweetheart: Alexandros Mossos is back.”