17, June 21

Male

Homosexual and open about it.

Single but looking for someone. He's quite the romantic at heart.

None currently but he wants a normal teen job. His father wants him to work at the family company.

Junior

Jock but not the pushy kind of Jock.

Nate is obsessed with how he looks. He can be quite vain about it. He stands at a respectable six foot two inches tall. For a joke, he has been know to dye his hair in different colors.

Some day he wants to sail away from all of this. He's been dreaming of traveling to Hawaii on a sailboat by himself. For more long term goals, he wants to run his family's company but to do it his way. His father has a plan for Nate and he wants to follow most of it but edit the rest.

Arachnophobia (Spiders are unnatural), Glossophobia- fear of public speaking (He is afraid of talking to very large groups of people),Pyrophobia, and Coulrophobia (no one likes a clown).

Before you stands the nearly perfect image of Los Angeles royalty. Nate wasn't born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he was born with an entire silver spoon factory. Everything just seems perfect with young Mister Wagner but it is all an illusion. His family gives off the air of being just perfection and that too is a carefully made illusion. Beneath the surface, the Wagners are far from whatever they pretend to be. It all begins when Nathan was born.

His parents were both West Coast royalty who had moved to New York City to lead the family business in that area. Nathan's mother had been a society girl and his father the heir to a large pharmaceutical company Wagner Biotech. They decided to move their only son Lucas ,Nathan's older brother, away from LA when he was relatively young which seemed to anger the boy. By he time Nathan was born,Lucas was 10 years old and already on his way towards trouble. Nathan never saw this side of his family since his parents kept Lucas away at different boarding schools. When this strategy failed, his parents decided to take the entire family back to LA to avoid the scandals that their family was causing. So they returned to LA when Nate was three years old and promptly exiled Lucas to a rehab facility far away from the rest of thre family.

After they returned, Nate caught the attention of his grandfather. The eldest Wagner,also named Nathan , decided that his second grandson would be the one to take over after his father. The older man doted on his grandson but always taught him the proper values he would need when he was older. Nate loved these times with his grandfather and grew up relatively well. He would spend long stretches of time alone when his parents would leave for business or vacations. Nate spent most of that time reading or following his families employees around the mansion. Whenever his parents were home they would argue about everything. It was rare for them not to be at the others throat. Nate learned to just ignore their fights for his own sake.

When Nate was 10, his brother finally turned 18 and got his trust fund. He promptly used it to escape the family as he saw it. Without a word towards anyone, Lucas just vanished into the night. Nate figured he would never see him again and he hasn't seen him since that night. For all he knows, Lucas is probably dead. That thought troubles Nate more than he is allowed to say around his parents who have all but disowned Lucas.

Now Nate has finally found his stride in life. He's got so much going right for him. Everything except The Plan. His parents decided that Nate would stick to their plan for how his life would go. Nate would be friends with only certain people and join only certain clubs. Nate chaffed under these rules but he kept quiet so as not to be thrown away like his brother. Nate wants to follow his own plan but reahbthe same goal. He wants to eventually run the family business but not if it means he has to go to only Stanford like his father. Nathan learned to rebel in subtler ways. He would join the crew team like his father had only if he could also go to the 365 Combat Club. He would be a prop for his mother's lunches if it meant he had one day a week all to himself. Where his brother broke under the rules, Nate leaned towards peaceful protest.

Now to focus on the High School, Nate is not fit to be king of the school. No,his place is as he Kingmaker. Nathan Wagner is a valuable ally if anyone wants to become the king of the school. He knows how to make contacts and connections while using those carefully groomed connections at he right time. He's never malicious about it but Nate knows how to play the game of politics since he has been doing it since he was 13. Generally Nate is a happy guy who is fiercely loyal to those who earn his loyalty. He had trouble with large crowds and hat is why he is best to stand behind the wannabe king whispering in his ear. There's a use to being he guy in the know.

Nate never had any real opinion on the HOT girls. He's seen their type all of his life and he learned that they are best given a wide birth unless someone is trying to take them down. One does not rush a tiger unless they have a plan in mind. Most tigers also do not have smart phones making queen bees rather hard to deal with. Nate seems oddly interested in the Candies because he doesn't get the feeling that they would stomp his head in with stiletto heels. They seem harmless so to speak but then again he is not one of them. Now the Elite are something he is interested in. They seem to be just his kind of people. He needs more guy friends and it would be nice to belong to a higher clique than the jocks. There is something about camaraderie that Nate just likes.

Nathan knows that this year might be one of his craziest yet. There is so many important things that he has to do this year. Colleges are coming up and he finally wants to date someone for real. No more hiding in the corner holding court with his small group of friends. This is the year that Nate becomes the person he was always meant to be. There is also the issue of his older brother coming back to the family and that causing all kinds of issues.

| B E S T |
The Sciences- Biology is his favorite.
| W O R S T |
Math in any kind.

I do love to eat Chicken Parmesan. One of my favorite foods to eat.



Color is 00aeef
Face Claim is Alex Pettyfer

There’s not much more left to the imagination with all the ubiquitous images spread throughout. There is one thing on Grayson that does stick out, a scar. One singular scar that lies horizontally on his lower back. Skin has lifted and grown over that small patch, a daily reminder that there were punishments for his actions while he still lived with his father. The taste of metal from his father belt still singing on his back.

Despite his father’s wishes, Grayson longs to see the world of art and music. His real passions lie in taking photos and writing music. While he might necessarily not be the best or the next up and coming hit, he does pride himself in his work. Ideally, Grayson would like to experiment with both or perhaps incorporate both into his career, but football is his most promising facet at the moment. What will college bring?

Grayson is almost completely fearless, almost . Risking injury in sports that could end his career doesn’t scare him nor does the prospect of failure. He has no existential phobias that inhibit him from enjoying everyday life. And he faces adversity and danger with a smile on his face, so what makes him almost fearless? His father. It’s not much that he fears the man, but fears what he will do to himself or his mother, the complete usurpation of control and power that leave him sequestered and resigned to his fate. And mostly what he will do once his father is gone; having such an effect on his life has created a parasitic relationship he’s almost gotten addicted to.

There’s something to be remised and incoherent about with Grayson as a person. While many like to pretend to be something they’re not in high school, Grayson doesn’t have much choice. In some sense he’s two people at once and at other times he’s neither. For the most part, Grayson is the stoic rebellious bad boy type in every shape and form. Betwixt his dashing good looks and cryptic words, aided with his general apathy and disheveled interest in all things trivial, make him a hot commodity for the girls at school. Had it not been for the fact he was thrown to the assimilation of the term ‘jock’ he would have rather been a troubled wallflower.

Despite his suspension of belief in himself, Grayson is quite charismatic and fearless while also coveting the safety and betterment of others. An alpha in the truest sense, taking care of his pack and ensuring no one is taken advantage of. While there’s no really sentimental attachment to his fellow peers nor any interest in pursuing relationships with them, the thought of bullies dissuades him from lending himself to everything that embodies being a jock. Undeterred by all this, Grayson tries to maintain his social standing and congeal with the flow of the high school archetypes.

Playing the good soldier and son at home had made Grayson his own biggest critique, bottling up his trials and tribulations from his broken home and internal struggle. He tends to lash out at himself and conditions quite the self-destructive personality, his smoking and drinking was only a testament to this behavior in attempts to spite his father. Grayson tends to ride his emotions devoutly, his highs are rather passionate and full of life, while his lows tend to trigger volatile emotion and discord. All and all, Grayson enjoys his isolation as a means to save himself from plaguing anyone else with his baggage. His only escape is his music and his photos.

Grayson’s past was quite the norm for most Americans, he wasn’t rich, but his family made enough to live comfortably. Grayson’s father was a veteran of the United States Air Force while his mother was a book keeper for one of the local hospital groups. She was both looks and brain, almost a trophy wife if she was younger. Regardless of the matter, Grayson was mostly raised by his grandfather while his parents were away and working. The two were inseparable, kindred spirits in almost all aspects minus the disparity in age. His grandfather served as a teacher, a mentor, and a guide in everything that Grayson would come to learn. This is where the seed had been planted in Grayson’s mind, his grandfather’s love for all things vintage really played to Grayson’s interest. Countless days were spent in front of the old analog TV’s watching both silent and classical black and white movies like "It’s a Wonderful Life”. From time to time his grandfather would take him out to the park or wherever it may have been, and introduced the wonderful world of photography.

While his grandfather had Polaroid camera’s to SLR’s, Grayson always carried a toy replica to channel the same energy. This went on for a few years and the seed that was planted into Grayson at an early age finally bore fruit and began to age properly. With each year his mind evolved along with his maturity allowing him to further enjoy the interest he and his grandfather shared. But as with anything, time is a double edged sword. Inexplicably his grandfather fell ill, initially what was thought to be an unknown diagnosis later progressed into late stage cancer with a number of malignant tumors. Before his untimely death his grandfather left Grayson with one final parting gift, a brand new SLR Camera. For a time Grayson locked himself away, but what else could a child do to cope with such an enormous concept such as death? Yet time was not on his side, whether it was fate or not, Grayson’s father was injured in combat on his second tour of the middle east leaving him unable to continue his lifelong passion.

Honorably discharged and given an assortment of medals led to the taste of disgust and contempt in his father’s mouth. What Grayson had hoped to be another father figure to continue learning the preciousness of life and all it had to offer, was quickly ripped apart at the seams. With his return and general dismay of being trapped at home, his father turned to the only solution most people know, alcohol. Grayson’s father became a ferocious drunkard who took upon himself to turn Grayson into a man’s man, whatever that meant to him. Becoming the sole power in the house he dictated everything, his most poignant case was relieving his wife from her tenured career to take care of him at home. While his father became a belligerent and violent drunk who lashed out only at Grayson, he turned to his mother for help. This was all for naught as she solemnly and slowly became the ideal stepford wife, becoming completely autonomous. Only reliant on himself, Grayson was subjected to his father’s beliefs, his life was not his own anymore. Living vicariously through his son, he dismissed any ramblings or lessons taught by his grandfather. Instead, Grayson was forced to play solider and his father the drill sergeant.

Things happened so quickly, over the years Grayson was enlisted into little league football where he naturally excelled even though he hoped he’d have a career ending injury, but the fear of ending up like his father deterred him from such. Like any solider he learned respect, cleanliness, and routine. Yet Grayson still defied his father’s wishes and practiced his photography in secret. Later discovering this mutiny, his father knew the last thing he needed to do before he broke the final straw on the camel’s back. In one of their regular bouts of conflict which usually ended in physical punishment, his father decided to break his mind instead. In an instant his father revealed his prized camera and shattered it into a dozen plastic and metal pieces right before him. Seething in anger Grayson attacked his father, which was unheard of. His mother had gotten in the way of Grayson hurting him, allowing his father to regain composure. It was then that he received his worst beating, the taste of metal from the buckle of his belt tore at the flesh in Grayson’s back. While all the other minor scars healed there was only one that stayed and reminded him of his disdain for his tyrannical father every day.

Biting the bullet and seceding to his fathers will, Grayson went along without word of rebellion, following all of his father’s wishes. This bought him leniency with age, allowing him to experience the world and all its liberties. Once he entered Beverly hills High, everything changed for Grayson. He was once again introduced to the arts with an in school program. Photography was available to him and a new passion, music. Whatever days he could steal away from practice and school he spent with his teachers learning and nurturing the flower that had almost all but withered and died. With his newfound outlet of singing and songwriting for his guitar, the world at large and at home became a little bit more bearable. In the accompanying years, Grayson finally turned 18 and with it was handed his freedom. A car and the ability to be seen as an adult let him travel unbound, unchained. He didn’t have to spend all of his days at home dealing with the monotony of his father’s reign. It was a fresh start, something to look forward to.

| B E S T |
P.E. & Workshop
| W O R S T |
French, Pre-Calculus, Home Economics

Drives: Mint 1965 Shelby Cobra

17, August 22

Male

Bisexual

Single

Full Time Student/ Part-time at Gamestop

Junior

Geek

Kayleb stands at whopping 6 foot even, weighing in at around 185 pounds. He has a slim runners build (only because that is the only sport he will partake in), accompanied by broad shoulders and shaggy brown hair. His eyes are a dark brown, caramel skin, and beauty mark on the right side of his chin. Along with his septum and ear piercings, he has 5 tattoos; one on his chest, two on his left arm, one o his right index finger, the last going up is right arm. If I had to describe his style in 3 words it would be: baggy, customized, and colorful. He wears anything from graphic tees to the bright yellow sweaters (even been know to wear a crop top once), and can't help but add in something extra; piece(s) of jewelry, hats, windbreakers, etc.

Kayleb dreams of developing his own game, storyboarding his own comic, branding his name in the history of geekdom. He wants to make something that will have a little something for everybody. Outside of that, he aspires to find love, no matter how much he tries to deny that dating is for him, or that it's just to much work, he wants to feel the cruel sting of love. Of course, he has dated and sexed around, but never has he experienced love. Most of all Kayleb want to be happy, that might sound mundane but he seeks true happiness from a place, in a form, that he has never experienced before.

One of Kay's biggest fears is commitment. His entire existence, Kay has watched his parent's marriage deteriorate beyond repair and that frightens him. What if he gets caught in the same toxic cycle? What if the love he desires really does come at a great cost? Its questions like this that permeate his thoughts every time a prospect comes along that show interest in courting him. Another big fear is rejection, and that one seems to have a home closer to his mind than his heart. He spent his entire childhood being told no, that his ideas were not good enough, he could use some more work, and that he would never be ready. Over the years he covered this fear up but it is still a major weight on his shoulders, to such an extent that he gets anxious when receiving essays back from teachers or when he is given any type of criticism.

What can you do when your progenitors are in the next room bellowing (quiet loudly might I add) about how much they are dissatisfied with each other? Most kids would listen, some would cry, shake with the fear and uncertainty in the future, but Kayleb picked up one of his fathers old Spiderman comics and dove into a different world. Kayleb was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, to the lovely Marie Anderson. She was a strong mother who raised three boys while climbing the power ladder in her law firm until she eventually became a power tycoon in the southern legal system. His father was Levi Carson, a plastic surgeon who was a famous for introducing "The Hollywood Fix" to the South. Both parents married out of false love and a need for money. Their union was a lie for their partners and investors, as well their three children (who they had out of wedlock).

Kayleb was the youngest son, and the last one still living at home, he was the knot that tied them together. Kayleb had a lonely childhood due to the fact that his parents refused to put him in the public education system and had him homeschooled instead. Both his brothers were off doing their own the thing, having been fed up with their parents, and would visit rarely. His mother and father were perfect in the public eyes, but at home, it was a constant battlefield. More times that one, Kayleb was a victim of a stray bullet or a misfired mortar, but he would suck up the pain of being called an "accident" and a "mistake". Even at a young age, he had to learn to smile and do it with the genuine spark that would help cover up his pain. It was on a summer afternoon at the age of six that he discovered the world of superheroes in tights and gun-wielding spies. His parents were in the next room blowing each other's brains out with their weapons of hate and malice, while Kayleb stumbled upon a box of his dad's old comics.

He sat for hours in the closet reading and reading, learning, absorbing, and slowing erecting a wall that he could use to block out the hate surrounding him. It was not until nightfall that his mother even called out to him and he came from his hiding place, after that he began to ask for more things related to this topic. Maybe it was out of pity, maybe it was because these were the only things that put a shit-eat grin on his 6-year-old face, but his father indulged and began to feed into his new found addiction. His father paid for it all; figures, movies, comics, games, tickets to events, anything to get that spark of joy back on his face and maybe not feel like such a bad parent. Kayleb loved it all, he was asked to keep up with his studies and playa sport, and in exchange, he got to meet his favorite actors, see the premieres for his favorite movies and get as many first editions as he wanted. Kayleb would call his pre-teen years the "Blissfully Ignorant Times", but that would come to an end at once he started high school.

It happens to all of us, it's like the veil is lifted, some rug is pulled out from under us, or the light is finally turned on, we become aware. We start to notice things, become exposed to different influences, and have all kinds of experiences. Kayleb was no different, freshman year was his first time dealing with other students, granted it was a private school but still the culture shock hit him like a train. He saw actions and attitudes he had only seen on social media or television, and for a while, his defenses crumbled and he fell into his own character. It scared him that outside of track and fiction he had no identity, no major likes or dislikes, no opinions on the hottest trends, no idea about sex or what he really liked. Like magic years of evolution kicked in within weeks of entering this new atmosphere and his fight or flight instincts drove him to fight and become better. His first two years were spent refining his character, becoming someone he could stand to look at in the mirror. His parents noticed his changes as well, the piercings, tattoos, new clothes, need for social interaction, Marie thought it was healthy that her "loner boy" was finally growing up but Levi (although he would never admit it) began to miss his boy.

As he got older and was actually living life, Kayleb began to take even grander steps in developing himself. Diving into his sexuality, his passion, while never losing his love for the comics that saved his childhood. In fact, the ardor grew even stronger and expanded into a whole new realm for him, showing him career opportunities and hopefully a happy life. At the end of Kayleb's sophomore year, Levi was offered a position at a private practice in Beverly Hills and his mother also had an offer on the table in LA. His greedy parents could not resist the guarantee of more money so they quickly packed up and left for Southern California. Kayleb was excited too, making more friends, going outside of the state for the first time, a real house (he lived in a condo back down south), and he would get to see his brothers more often since they lived there. As they drove down the 60, connected to the 10 and then entered Beverly Hills, Kayleb could only shake with excitement at his new life but his fears still held him at the neck. All the what if's and anxiety that came with them amplified the new school fears by 100. It was too late now, he was already moved in, the Carson name was out in the town and all he could was buckle up and prepare for the ride.

| B E S T |
Math, Literature, French
| W O R S T |
Science, Art, Social Sciences

-Kayleb drives a 1970 Dodge Challenger
-His family:

• Marie Carson
• Henry Carson
• Jackson Carson

17, February 11th

Male

Heterosexual

Single

Part-time Florist at Hummingbird Creations

Junior

Loner

Isaac stands 6'4 with a large build indicative of a boy who is a well established boxer for his age group. His black hair is constantly slicked back and combed neatly giving him a greaser look. His attire generally consists of items one would not normally associate with a student of BHHS. He enjoys casual clothing from discount jeans, regular t-shirts bought in bulk, and various jackets from denim to leather. A pair of Laredo boots are always adorned to his feet. He always smells like flowers which is a fact that embarrasses him.

Isaac does not have any direction. He is currently contemplating a degree in botany.

Gynophobia (Deathly afraid of the opposite sex)

| B E S T |
English, Biology, Chemistry, Physical Education, Home Economics
| W O R S T |
Mathematics, Physics, History