Sam is pretty much a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, adorned in a leather jacket with perfect hair. He likes his own company a lot of the time but he does wish to surround himself with friends. Sam is fiercely intelligent but does not apply himself to things he doesn’t care about…like math, fuck math. Cookery and cars however, now that is a different story. He loves to cook and he loves to fuck with cars, they are his passion.

He is the type of guy who likes to just hang back and let the world turn, only really stepping in when someone needs a helping hand. This generally leads to Sami getting himself involved in other people’s business because he just wants everyone to get along. If his ancient Cubano wisdom doesn’t work, he is prone to solving problems with his fists, something his long suffering mother despises and despite his lovely and generally polite demeanour, most people know not to cross Sami Alejandro in fear of a slap to the face.

Sam tries not to hide himself from other people but he tends to struggle to open up to anyone about anything personal. Instead he focuses his energies on helping others rather than helping himself. He feels he is tough enough to carry the weight of the world and not share the burden which gives him a world weariness almost beyond his years. Sam is the type of cat who will watch two people from afar and be wise enough to know that they are destined to love each other. He craves someone to love himself as he is a bit of a romantic at heart but his aloofness and private personality really put a stopper on anything passed a superficial level. Sam has a tendency to be blunt when dishing out his advice and it is not afraid to get confrontational when trying to help someone.

Awesome hair. Various tattoos which include stars behind his left ear. A pentagram on the back of his left hand, a wolf on his right tricep and a cross on his left pectoral. Usually a few fresh cuts and bruises

Meteorite Ring

Sami’s recent run in with Johnny Law has put his future in jeopardy and he doesn’t know what he’ll do if college doesn’t work out

Sami is not “triggered” by much but the mere mention of his old man makes his blood boil

To survive any way he can and live to his next birthday, that’s his day to day. Overall, maybe start his own food spot? He hasn’t really figured it out yet.

Sam fears above all else losing control. In his eyes, losing your mind is losing yourself. if you can’t be you, what’s the point of it all?

✔Cooking
✔ Energy Drinks (Possible Addict)
✔ Defying Expectations
✖ Social Media
✖ Cigarettes
✖ Carrots

Cuban Yoda

Camp Chef

How the Alejandro family made its way from the Cuba to Santa Monica is anyone’s guess. It’s something they don’t talk about. All that is known is that Carla Alejandro turned up in LA with a baby about eighteen years ago and just never left. Her husband didn’t join them for six years. A few nice locals helped out Carla and her child by giving her work and shelter until she could afford her own place. Seeing his mother toil to keep a roof over their heads helped instil in Sami are drive to work as hard as he could to help others like he had been helped. Whilst other kids were out playing games, Sam was working the paper-route or cutting grass and cleaning gutters; anything for that extra dollar to see them get to the next day. This hadn’t stopped him however from making a few close friends. When his father came back into the picture with cash in his pocket and an idea in his head, everything changed. Where as Sam and his mother were considered decent folk, Hector Alejandro was thought of as someone you just didn’t trust.

None of his classmates ever looked at him any different than they should’ve, as far as they were concerned Sam was just like them and for the most part he was. However; he was the kid from the wrong side of the tracks and he was a Latino with a fiery temper, my how the stereotypes mounted for young Sami and it left a bitter taste in his mouth and a chip on his shoulder. He did not let this deter him however and for the most part he grew up into pretty well rounded and well-adjusted young man that most people tended to like. The major issue for Sami was letting people in. There was and always has been a seemingly impenetrable wall around the young man. Many have sat and just watched him drift in and out of his own world, wondering what thoughts were racing behind his eyes. It became apparent that if someone had a problem, Sami would be the first one to help you out. When Sami has a problem? He would deny it and tell you he doesn’t, he’s fine, don’t worry about him. He can handle it. His self isolation is somewhat worrying and only adds to the mystery of Sami Alejandro.

Sami never really was one for trouble. He buckled down and earned great grades, showing off quite a high IQ in spite of his somewhat stunted upbringing. He even found time to tutor for a while (and still does occasionally). He adores surfing, fixing cars and most importantly cooking. When not hanging with his crew, Sam can be found in the kitchen coming up with new recipes, not all of which work but he tries. He is also interested in black magic though not for what you think; he enjoys the history of it all and focuses more on being one with nature rather than worshipping the devil.

Often, Sami has the tendency to disappear. One evening he will just pack a bag and head up a mountain or to the beach and stay there for days just to clear his head. His mother has come to terms with this but it doesn’t stop her worrying. His father doesn’t really care that much.

When Sami was sixteen, his father gifted him with a red mustang which became his prized possession...at least until a week before graduation when he totalled the thing with a small amount of alcohol in his system. Needless to say, dear old dad was pissed and couldn’t wait to tear Sami a new one. Sam responded in kind by head butting his father and crashing on a friend's couch for the next week.

The Police - Don’t Stand So Close to Me cos its a bloody banger of a classic

Aleks fills an understated but constant role in the lives and activities of his friends. He arrived in Beverly Hills by way of his second home, London, in his freshman year. While it was far from unusual to see the child of a Russian oligarch floating around California, Aleks nonetheless made a splash when he arrived, a young, aloof foreigner who looked and dressed like the ghost of James Dean, with all the intense focus and ambition that some of his more easy-going peers lacked. America had quite the culture shock in store for him, even compared to London instead of Russia, but he quickly made himself indispensable to the upper crust of the school thanks to his reliable personality and variety of talents. Along the way, the culture of the Los Angeles elite and all its variety of pleasures took their toll on the boy, leaving him with a taste for more and more exhilarating recreational options throughout the city. If his friends bumped into him at a race or a particularly raucous party, they would never get a reason on how he had found it - although he remained perfectly happy to stick to them for the rest of the night, as if he had been waiting and hoping for one of them to show up.

It helps to have a friend who is used to hopping through time zones; it’s rumored that Aleks never actually sleeps for very long, or at least sleeps with one eye on his phone. If someone sends him a text asking for help in the middle of the night, they will receive not a response over iMessage but in the lithe, fully-formed Russian boy himself. He’s given rides (or, maybe more accurately, getaways) to drunk or belligerent friends at all hours of the night, even on days where school might only be a few painfully short hours away. Drunken car crash? Aleks is there with a AAA card to swear he was in the vehicle with you. Need an alibi for your whereabouts and don’t know who would back your story? Text Aleks with your story and he will fill it in with a novelist’s detail. Need to get away from the police?

...

Everyone does have their hobbies.

"International man of mystery" reputation aside, Aleks seems perfectly willing to let some of the more flamboyant and needy personalities in his life take center stage. Instead, he reliably fills a niche in the lives of all around him without ever demanding too much in return. Maybe he is just a generous soul who doesn’t like to bother his friends; maybe he has just found the extra hours of the day to solve his own problems in addition to those around him; maybe he’s just not interested, or maybe newer and daring methods of problem solving are most of what keeps him interested. The Russian is a puzzle, one that some of his friends may find as irresistible to solve as he finds their issues.

Amazing hair; occasional mysterious facial scrapes or wounds; black, thorny circular tattoo on the back of his right hand; twin diamond stud piercings; usually wearing a leather jacket or a number of shack hoodies.

The means of production, motherfuckers An out-of-season YSL leather jacket, worn and ruined by visible burn marks and charring. It has quite the infamous story behind it - in his freshman year, AJ Tyler had been throwing a house party to end all house parties (usually a triannual occasion) and found himself lit aflame while toying around with a bottle of Bombay near a tiki torch. Luckily for him, he was near a pool - and luckier still, the only one who hadn't broken out their phone to film it first was local exchange student Aleks Belikov. Aleks, of course, could have pushed AJ into the pool to put out the fire, but in true battle-hardened Russian fashion, Aleks pulled off his leather jacket and beat him mercilessly with it, smothering AJ's burning sweater at the cost of a burst lip from the zipper. Aleks tried to present it to AJ as a token of their new friendship, but AJ threw it back at him and proceeded to curse him out - which Aleks, smiling, took as AJ returning his friendship right back.

They've been inseparable since.

Aleks' impatience has finally begun to manifest in peculiar ways. After four years in America and many of his friends seeming content to chart their current course, the Russian boy has started to wonder whether or not they grasp that the good times might really be coming to an end. It seems easier for them to say so out loud and use it as an excuse to keep partying than it does for them to truly accept. Their lack of focus has started to make Aleks wonder whether or not the United States is really the best fit for whatever he wants to be in life, and it seems - at last - that the question of what he truly wants for himself is creeping into his mind.

Though he rarely brings them up, people often feel comfortable bringing their relationships to Aleks' door, or asking him for advice on them. As this is another opportunity for him to earnestly help out the people he's closest to, he never shies away from any details and never breaks a confidence. However, Aleks is uncomfortable, borderline anxious, at the prospect of discussing whatever his own romantic prospects are like at any given time. They certainly exist - as random presences at more than one double or triple date can attest to - but they never last, and trying to push for juicy details beyond his usual, brusque explanation that ”It didn’t work out.” leads to snappy replies and cold, sullen stares. Lately, his friends' inabilities to learn from their mistakes seem to finally be grating on Aleks' nerves.

Like the theater boy. Aleks had never liked that smirking twink.

Recently met the requirements to become an Uber driver in California. Possibly a getaway driver???

Aleks was born in Russia, but didn't spend most of his life there. He grew up in London around the fashion circuit, an interest that will probably prove to be lifelong. For a time he dreamed of being a model like his mother, but the lifestyle proved to be too intensive for someone with such varied interests, and he gave up after a series of childhood modeling gigs. He also realized that his options in the United Kingdom were fairly limited, especially with growing tensions between his home nation and the nation where he spent so much of his life. That, plus a cultural fascination with the American dream (and American high school experience) caused him to relocate at the age of fourteen. He tried New York first, but he didn't agree with the culture.

California was sunnier, something which wreaked havoc on his skin for a time, but he also found it more inviting, the rich kids were nicer...and there were more chances for him to learn to drive. It was that fixation, the feeling of owning a car and pushing it to its limit, that first caused him to fall in with the Gearheads and become their go-to problem solver and secret keeper. In four years, this role has never chafed him or caused any sort of discomfort; he actually seemed to relish the idea of being needed so much to do such a variety of things for friends.

The only times he ever seemed to grow upset or implacable were the rare occasions when his own private life - usually messy breakups, usually hard to contain - made their way onto the group's radar. Once they did, he would take drastic measures to shy away from taking up the center of attention that AJ, or someone in his stead, preferred to bask in. He seemed less irritated about the things going wrong in his life than he did anyone paying attention to them.

Steakhouses, pizza delivery, sandwich delivery...Uber Eats! So, so cool. America is very cool.
Tennis Court (Flume Remix) by Lorde

Equal parts enigmatic and magnetic. Many people know of Chloé, between her successful social media presence and the success of her parents in the fashion and entertainment/hospitality industries, she wasn't someone who often went unnoticed.

So it was only a matter of time until the "It girl" label fell into Chloé's lap. What once was a studious girl who struggled under the burden of her parent's expectations with upkeeping perfect grades, being the star at her piano recitals and landing every center position in her dance teams, blossomed in High School. Still, among the top students in academics, she switched piano recitals for street racing and dance team competitions for "who can throw the best back to school summer party" competitions. For every story she posted at the "track" or a rager there was another of her riding the waves in Hawaii or on the back of an elephant in Bali.

Despite very publicly showing off her life, Chloé had perfected the art of keeping most people at a friendly distance. Conversations with her tended to focus on the other person, most people had never met or seen her parents outside their appearance in magazines and on tv, and many people that would claim to be Chloé's friend couldn't tell you anything about her that her loyal followers didn't already know. This part of Chloé, the part of not knowing her despite all the parties, the day trips to vegas, the late-night walks along the beach, was the part that seemed to intrigue people the most, because seriously, who was she?

Then there was the group of gearheads and misfits, a jumble of personalities that somehow seemed to work out well together, always in the background of her wildest party videos, bumming it out in her lazy travel days and sharing laughs with her over in-n-out burgers. These were her friends, actually, no, they were her family. With them, she was aggressively protective(no stranger to getting into conflicts to defend them), boisterous, perhaps a little too generous and, annoyingly stubborn (not everyone can be perfect).

Her green eyes and kissable lips

2019 Blue on Black McLaren 720s Spider
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Chloé has always had a rocky relationship with her parents, who have showered her in money and materials in place of actual love, and watched them increasingly treat each other as icy strangers. Upon reflecting she's come to realize how she approaches relationships and people in general because of this and is trying to be more open to deeper friendships and love, but everything take time.. and hopefully she figures it out before it's too late.

Doesn't like to talk about her parents, and avoids the topic of romantic love.

Her biggest dream is success, though she hasn’t quite nailed down how she’ll go about attaining it. Fashion, modeling, taking the reigns of her father’s conglomerate, her opportunities were there but her heart was in another place. Chloé’s heart yearns for a future abundant with happiness, and sharing that happiness with another person and maybe even a family.

On the surface level Chloé has alluded to being afraid of spiders and experiencing anxiety while flying. Among her friends she’s drunkenly complained about never being successful or turning out like her ‘shitty’ parents. Though deep down Chloé fears being abandoned the most, she’s afraid of losing her friends, falling in love and then losing her lover and even afraid of really losing her parents.

✔ sex, another great way to burn some calories.
✔ meditating, especially in nature.
✔ traveling, nothing beats experiencing new places.
✖ meat #vegetarian life
✖ traditionalist, she doesn't need to know how unladylike she is, or how she should be protecting her purity.
✖ indirect people, please just be straight up.

Instagram Influencer/Only Fans/Camgirl (makes up the majority of her thottery)

When international supermodel Lían Zhang traveled to France for Paris Fashion Week she hadn’t expected to fall in love with a devilishly handsome french businessman. The tabloids say it was love at first site and maybe it was, but a romance created in a passionate moments of a one night stand would sizzle out over the years.

The couple traveled the world together between their commitments to their work. They got married in Venice, announced their pregnancy in Morocco and brought their beautiful baby girl into the world in Singapore. Though they hadn’t accounted for the pause on their life having a child would bring.

They relocated to Paris, a hub of fashion and the headquarters of Raphael’s rapidly growing business. Chloé attended the best private school Paris had to offer, though her attendance was less than stellar. Chloé spent the majority of her school time in Paris and her breaks and summers in Singapore. Never thinking much of her parents time spent apart.

It wasn’t until Middle School did she come to a place she had yet to visit. With business opportunities for hotels and casinos ripe in the United States the “family” packed up their life and nestled in the heart of the rich and the famous on the west coast. For comfort Lìan Zhang had talked her mother into moving with them, to live comfortably in their large house and watching her only grandchild grow into a beautiful woman.

Chloé saw her grandmother more than her parents as she got older. Their icy distance between each other had them spending time in other states and countries flying home on whims only for the seldom holiday and to celebrate her birthdays, though once she got into high school assistants and mail carriers brought her cards and gifts in place of her parents. Though Chloé didn’t worry over it too much as long as her Nai Nai was around.

Looooves Hot Pot
Throw Midsummer Madness on that playlist

A warm personality and a genuine smile made Reyna one of the more approachable people at Beverly Hills High. With a loud, outgoing, down to earth, live in the moment personality, it was easy to see why she made friends so quickly and had so many. Sarcastic and blunt, Reyna has never had a problem telling people like it is. She has no time for fake people, fake words, or bullshittery in general. Flirtatious and determined, Reyna takes after her older cousin Tessa in the sense of earning a reputation as a bit of a hoe. She has standards of course, but has no problem letting her attraction be known. Once she sets her sights on someone - she's got to have them.

Reyna has a love for all things old. Old movies, old records - she loves the history behind it all. She love the way things were made with so much care and time back then. Reyna looks for the imperfections, the things that make it unique. Even in people. Perhaps that's why she finds herself surrounded with the wild bunch. Messy people are the best to her. Perfect is boring. She loves watching people who don’t have their shit together, because she can see the way they think. The young woman loves the flaws that people have, because it’s what makes them, them. She loves the people who are too loud, or love things unabashedly. People who aren't afraid to be themselves appeal to her, and Reyna always does her best to make sure she spread some love for everyone. A loyal friend, she's always there to help remind you to keep your chin up.

-Long, dark, wavy, somewhat messy hair.
-Brown eyes.
-Never seen without some sort of choker, or her Vans.
-Ripped skinny jeans are common.
-5' 2" in height.
-Usually wears nude colors for lipstick and blush, but wears darker eye-shadows and eyeliners.

That one pair of worn out black vans she wears practically everywhere.

-Chosing the right college || Does she attend UCLA and stay close to home, or maybe move to Florida and attend Florida International University in an attempt to become more of her own person?

-Don't touch the hair unless she has specifically asked you to play with her hair.
-Don't look through her things without permission. This includes notebooks, cellphone, and anything else of the sort.
-Don't chew with your mouth open.
-Don't kill her vibe. More importantly than anything else, Reyna just wants to have a good time. If she's making an effort to try and lighten the mood, or make everyone have a good time, don't start being a downer.

-What Reyna wants most of all after the traveling and wild years, is to settle down somewhere with the love of her life. A big comfy house, a dog, and multiple kids are 10000% in her future.
-Travel cross country with her phone, take pictures, and make a giant collage out of them on a piece of poster board or something.
-Adopting at least one kid.
-Just to live her best life 25/8.

Spiders. That's it. She can deal with snakes, other creepy crawlies - just don't let there be a spider near her.
-Getting pregnant before 23.
-Clowns.

✔ Nature // Reyna has always enjoyed being outdoors. Hiking and swimming are some of her favorite past times. If there's a large enough body of water to swim in, she will find it, and she will swim. (Unless it's hella gross, ofc.)
✔ Music - She can vibe to just about anything but Opera. Yeah, even some country,
✔ Any and all animals.
✖ Apple juice. Orange is best. Fight me.
✖ While Reyna is a huge flirt, and loves attention, she can't stand to be cat-called.
✖ Vodka. It looks, smells, and taste just like rubbing alcohol.

While her parents are her main source of income, Reyna has never had a problem working to earn what she has. Most of the money she is using on this trip is from her savings from being a waitress. She quit the job after graduation.

Song: I can't believe you dipshits are making me pick just one like i'm not the biggest music whore in the history of ever I'm gonna go with Everywhere I Go by Hollywood Undead.

Emilia, or Emi to her close friends, would be the leading candidate for nicest person at Beverly Hills High. She was always willing to give to whatever club was raising money for whatever cause. She would join clubs that were short a member so they could form and have meetings, even if she had no idea what an anime was or why Kelly Slater needed an appreciation society. She had a smile for everyone and and her bright blonde hair was a welcome ray of sunshine into almost anyone's life. People were surprised when she started dating backup quarterback Brandon Mendoza in the middle of junior year, but they seemed to make each other even happier.

Which is why people were even more shocked when Brandon dumped Emilia at senior prom. The now-starting quarterback really took losing prom king hard, but there were rumors that Brandon had been fooling around behind Emilia's back. Watching someone else take the crown just gave Brandon a reason to end things. Emilia was devastated and she fled the prom shortly after. She showed up to receive her diploma but almost no one wanted to be the one to approach Little Miss Sunshine following the darkest day of her life. She spent the rest of the month locked away in her room, not wanting to engage with anyone or anything. The pain was too real. It took an olive branch from a friend to even get her to consider leaving, but now, getting out of California seemed like a good idea.

Her long wavy blonde hair that can be seen from miles away, her above-average height (5'9") and her gold necklace with the lapis lazuzi pendant.

The pendant she wears was a gift from her maternal grandmother, who was given it as a child before her family emigrated from Sweden in the 1950s. Gramma Hedvig passed it onto Emilia when she entered high school, and it has become a symbol for her. It's the only thing keeping her tethered to her past at the moment.

The breakup with Brandon is still very fresh, and it's the first time Emilia has ever been emotionally stabbed so deep. Everything about her is in flux at the moment and the pain is still raw. She doesn't know where she wants to go or what she wants to do. She's just aimless. She's tried to follow her guiding light, but even the divine Grande hasn't been able to help stabilize things completely. So now there are all these new competing emotions that she is struggling to get a complete handle on.

Don't mention prom or Brandon or anything related to the two of them, because she will breakdown. Pretty hard. Like crying and snotting and everything. It's gross and hard to halt, although true friends know how to do it.

Was previously to go to the University of San Diego with Brandon and continue what they had. Now? She's not entirely sure. She's looking for something to commit to. What that something is remains up in the air.

That it's all downhill from here. That her life will be this painful forever more, and that she won't find anyone to love her and that she'll be one of those crazy cat ladies by the time she is 30.

✔ Sunshine
✔ Lollipops
✔ Any song by Ariana Grande that isn't "break up with your boyfriend, i'm bored". Even the Queen can miss a shot.
✖ Swearing
✖ The song "I Gotta Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas
✖ Hair Gel

Living off Dad's hockey money

Niklas Seger was a second-line center with the Minnesota Wild and attracted the eye of Caroline Sandstrom during a charity event in 2000. Nine months after they were married in a lovely July ceremony, Emilia was born April 21st, 2002, in Minneapolis. Emilia's time in Minnesota was cold, but happy. Her father doted heavily on her and would revel in taking Emilia to the rink to show off to all the team and the employees, although sometimes a little to close to the action for Caroline's liking. She started skating at a young age, and spent a lot of time under the watchful eye of her grandmother Hedvig, who would often take her grandchild out for activities at the school where she taught in Apple Valley. Emilia was encouraged to explore many different pursuits, and she did just that.

When Niklas was traded from the Wild to the Los Angeles Kings in 2010, he brought his family with him to sunny California, knowing his long-term future was secure after signing a seven-year contract with the club upon arrival. Hedvig retired from teaching to move with the family into a new home in Brentwood Park. A life of sun, sand and no more mittens suited Emilia, as it seemed like her body soaked in the glow and embodied the warm feelings that they gave out. She continued to do very well in school with her grandmother's help, and it seemed like high school wouldn't be much of a problem.

***"Honestly, I can't think of anything I would want to change about my experience at Beverly Hills High. I mean, everyone has been so wonderful, so welcoming. I've gotten to know so many people and done so many things. It's so hard to pick just one! I love all of you so much! All I can ask is that as we start to make our way out into the world, we do so with songs in our hearts and love for each other. I know everyone here will be able to find something they are good at. We're just too talented not to, right? Anyway, if you ever need a place to crash in San Diego, don't hesitate to call! I'm sure Brandon won't mind having BHHS company over!"

***This portion was filmed on April 15, 2020 as part of BHHS's graduation ceremony presentation. It was broadcast in an edited form following the events of prom.

- Emilia has two cats, both adopted strays: An orange tabby named Tigger and a black-capped mutt cat name Krona. She claimed the followed her home, but her family knows better. Still, they make good company.
- Gramma's Swedish meatballs. The real ones, not that IKEA crap.
- If I'm picking a song? It would be Never Meant by American Football. If Emilia's picking a song? Well, it's going to be Ariana... let's save the big dance number and go with Into You instead.

Tall, talented, handsome, athletic, a star player given the opportunity to ride his way through college on a scholarship. Leon is the epitome of a high school jock, hanging out with the cool kids, working out to perfect his toned body, and focusing more on sports over his studies. At least to most people at Beverly High, that’s just who he is. To the rest of his friends, the other misfits he opened up to, he’s a bubbly, yet mild-mannered closeted nerd who’s really into fantasy novels and sketching artwork.

Leon is the type of man who enjoys the attention he receives while being in the spotlight, dribbling down the court, making that perfect shot. However, he’s also the type who appreciates the idling silence and nonchalant of good company, where he can be how he really feels without the pressures of society bearing down on him. It’s a balanced scale he has to constantly teter across, only tipping one end over the other if it means his decisions and loyalties will end up hurting the people he cares about; then all bets are off.

Shiny brown hair, bright blue eyes and abs for days. Clothing is either short sleeved or no sleeved with either BBall shorts or jeans.

Sketchbook with a Coal Pencil.

The wants of the many vs. the few; Leon admits he has a natural talent that he has honed his whole life, but in his heart he wants to draw and be a damn good artist, but can he go against what his family/society has destined him for?

His mom is off limits, it’s the one piece of his past he doesn’t talk about

Being everything that he could strive for, while his family accepted everything he strove for

Disappointing those around him, with all the high expectations around him, the last thing he’d want to do is let anybody down.

✔ Dat Hot Bod
✔ Lizards
✔ KFC (guilty pleasure)
✖ Baseball
✖ Stink Bugs
✖ Handkerchiefs (reusable tissues? Gross…)

By day, star athlete training for the Big Leagues, by night artist by commission (I won’t work for your exposure)

Born originally in Chicago, IL, Leon was born to a loving mother and father, both of whom bore no other children. “Not that they had much of a chance mind you, Ma died 2 years after I was born, but the scent of Elderberry and Pine still makes me smile.” It wasn’t long into his youth that his latent abilities for the court became rather apparent. “Pops tried a couple of sports with me, though I think he always wanted me to be a hockey player. We used to watch the Canucks every season, still do now...did I not mention he was from Toronto?” Though his youthful days in Chicago were enjoyable, fairer winds eventually crossed him from the heart of the Midwest into the Californian sun. “Pops got a better job opportunity, said it’d be good for us to leave home, leave bad blood and memories behind. That was...7 or so years ago I think, didn’t really know what he meant back then and still don’t know what he means even now. Nah...I just gotta get back home, with graduation soon, college on the horizon, I’ll get there, I’ll make Ma proud.”
Now as another chapter comes to an end in the life of Leon Barnes, he has one last hurrah before the future takes hold. “For all the curveballs life threw at me, my time at Beverly Hills High was probably some of the best moments I had. The people I met, the friends I made, the lifetime of memories...This is my last chance, y’know? To have a bit of fun before doing something...worthwhile. I don’t really know if this is where I want to be, but...it’s where I’ve gotta be, y’know? Aw hell, let’s do this some other time, yea? Future’s on the horizon, and I’m gonna be there to take it by storm!”

Song for Playlist: Starlight Brigade

No one at Beverly Hills High would ever call Katie Callaghan nice. Competitive, sure, opinionated, hell yes, but nice? You wouldn't find that on anybody's lips. Katie was known for being passionate, and caring deeply about whatever it was she set her mind to. Some people saw her passion as melodrama, and maybe there was merit in that; she was a frequent star in the school theater's productions after all. Regardless of how people felt about her, everyone could agree that she was hard to forget.

While Katie's brother, Jamie, was known as the preppy, much too nosey journalist, Katie was a bit of a renegade. She often showed up late to class, and rarely suffered anyone's opinion on the matter. She spoke up when she thought a teacher had fucked up, and when they gave her detention, she wore it like a badge of honor. Her outbursts weren't reserved for authority figures though; more than one jock was chewed out by Katie Callaghan after they commented on her ass.

If you only had class with Katie, you might think she was snarky, obnoxious, and perfectly content to waste the privilege she'd been gifted. If you worked with her outside of school though, in Theatre or Speech and Debate, you'd be much more likely to see her genuine potential. When Katie cares, it shows in the effort she puts in. Even if she didn't have the homework for class, she always had her lines memorized. In Speech and Debate, she was known for the sage wisdom she dished out to freshman struggling with their arguments.

By and large, despite Katie's status as a Misfit, she was well known thanks to her relationship with Beverly Hills Golden Boy, Carter Hersh. Carter was everything that Katie wasn't; popular, polite, and punctual. He was on the school football team, and well liked by the student body, so when he and Katie showed up at a party together their sophomore year, it made waves. Nevertheless, they persisted, and it paid off. They were voted Cutest Couple before graduation. Opposites attract, right?

Katie isn't particularly tall, standing at about 5'5. The metabolism of youth keeps her body slender. Her face is heart shaped, and framed by dirty blonde hair. Her eyes are hazel, like her mother's, and when she smiles, the corners crinkle. She likes to dress in a way that some might call grunge, but that she just calls "sick as fuck." Thrifted clothes are a particular favorite of hers.

Katie doesn't wear a lot of makeup. She would never claim to be giving off the "natural look" but she keeps it minimal, mostly because she hates doing it. Her smile has this reserved quality, like it's the first in a long time, until it breaks into a grin. When she smiles with her teeth, it's infectious. All of Katie's emotions are like that, displayed on her face for everyone to see.

A simple gold bracelet that has Callaghan engraved on the front. Jamie and their parents each have matching ones.

Unbeknownst to her friends, Katie has just broken up with her boyfriend, Carter, and over text nonetheless. They had plans to go to Europe for the summer, before Katie went to NYU, but the night before they were set to leave, she texted him and ended things. Then she blocked his number. Then she got herself a spot on AJ's road trip. She is most definitely not running away from her problems.

Needless to say, Katie gets a little weird when Carter gets brought up. She's doing her best to keep her cool, but it's hard for her not to get a little flustered.

Katie is enchanted by the idea of just being somebody. She wants to be famous, more famous than her mother. Above all else, she wants to have influence, and control over the world around her. To fix whats broken, and protect what works.

Failing. Watching her dreams melt away in front of her, without being able to stop it. Living a life of regrets.

✔ Movies, any kind. You name it, she's seen it.
✔ A damn good party. Please do not bring her to a lame party.
✔ Modern art
✖ Discussing emotions.
✖ Tequila
✖ Being wrong

Unemployed, Future student at NYU

Katie was lucky. She's always known that. Her and her twin brother Jamie were the children of one of the wealthiest and high profile couples in Beverly Hills, hell, the world. From the moment they were born, there wasn't a luxury that they didn't receive. Despite their lavish lifestyle, their father made sure to remind them that what they had was a privilege. He was from much simpler beginnings than their mother, and he was determined that his children not be silver spooners. This mentality rubbed off on the both of them, but especially Katie. She took to activism at a young age thanks to her fiery personality. Her protests at Beverly Hills Middle School, after they took chocolate muffins from the snack bar, was legendary.

Katie was much more than an activist, though. She was always interested in her mother's work, and even in elementary school, she was a standout star in the school plays. She loved the spotlight, and the excitement of the stage. As she grew older, her interest deepened, and theatre became one of her truest loves. No one in the Callaghan house could forget waking up at all hours to the sound of Katie practicing her lines, with all the emotions she could muster.

As much as Katie loathes the idea that a man was the catalyst for her fabulous character development throughout high school, it's true to some extent. Her relationship with Carter made her grow up a lot. She would be the first to note how selfish she'd been before she met him, how blatantly she would disregard the feelings of others. They helped each other through a lot, and Katie would be lying if she said that the almost three years that they dated wasn't massively influential.

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