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Caelbury Academy

Miz, I'm thinking Wren gets charm attacked by Brenden (also called the beginning of her heatbreak XD) soon.

Caelbury Academy

Wren had to hand it to her PA; he had an efficient organizational system and an enviable eye for interior design. Her room had a regal look about it, with its lavish furnishings, all with ornate golden trims. The walls were lined with all of her favorite movie posters as well, all cased in custom-made embellished frames. She smiled at the sight and walked over to the most precious one in her collection, the one that had her mother staring fiercely ahead, poised like the freaking queen. It was the movie that made her mother a legend. She swelled in pride and zeal and determination all at once, as she always did whenever she thought about her mother, then moved on to inspect the rest of her room with a slight giddiness. Wren took a moment to familiarize herself with everything, looking over and sorting through her wardrobe, vanity, and bathroom, before rejoining her new roommate outside.

The rest of the week went by in a flash. Wren fell into routine almost immediately: up by 5:45, exercise, shower, skin regimen, painstakingly choose outfit, breakfast. If she still has some time to kill before she needs to head out, then she would do little acting exercises or reply to some fan tweets (reaching out to the fans was absolutely necessary!). Most of the day was then spent socializing, with Julie or her other friends, and every once in a while, she would have to touch base with her agent or her publicist.

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Sunday arrived sooner than she expected, and although the day's festivities got her excited, the sweltering heat that was forecasted was less than ideal. She had to be extra careful under the sun— it was explicitly stated in one of her contracts, which meant she was actually obligated to follow—so constant application of sunscreen was imminent. The weather also severely limited her outfit selection, but Wren took as long to pick out her clothes as she normally would. She decided after careful deliberation to already don her bikini, a simple black set given to her after a photoshoot, and wore form-fitting denim short shorts and a loose pale pink tank top. Wren felt rather short without heels, but anything other than flats would only be an inconvenience today. She planned on enjoying as many activities as she could, and she'll be damned if she let shoes cost her some fun. There was no need for make-up as well, although she had incredibly effective waterproof ones. Finally, her hair was up in a purposely messy bun, with a few wavy strands framing her face elegantly.

Wren smiled at her reflection in approval and then applied the first of many layers of sunscreen. She was embarrassingly super pumped up for this picnic. Was she acting too much like a child? But you can run around with water guns and get a chance to dunk one of the teachers! It was the best way to start a potentially stressful year of school. Smiling again at the thought, Wren grabbed a pair of oversized sunglasses and finally set off.

"See you down there, Jules!" she called as she passed through the living room. "I have to check if the snow cone machine I rented got set up."

By the time she got to the picnic area, there were already quite a number of people there, student and teachers alike. She found that her snow cone machine was indeed set up next to the potluck table, so she was now free to socialize as she pleased. It hurt to admit that her eyes were instantly drawn to the British native hanging around the infamous prank master—because, seriously, what the hell was wrong with her?!—but she immediately looked away and scanned for someone else she could talk to. Mr. Hawthorne was off by the grill with her favorite no-nonsense Australian teacher, and although she hadn't a clue what they were talking about, Wren only had to follow the vice principal's gaze to find out where Acacia was. She giggled when it worked, and was content to find the girl in question dallying by the parking lot with none other than Eliza.

"Hey!" Wren said, already running toward the two older girls excitedly. She hadn't seen them in quite a while! In her haste to join them, unfortunately, she had crashed against a solid frame with a tuft of messy back hair. She barely stumbled from the impact, but in her attempt to save the cornbread she accidentally knocked from his hand, she slipped and fell with a thud.

"Sorry about that, Mr. Aldrin... or is it Principal Aldrin? Mr. Principal?" she laughed a little, clearly a bit disoriented from the fall. "I successfully saved your cornbread, though!"

Caelbury Academy

Ex said
OK, posted! This way Acacia, Eliza, Max and Hayden all get to talk a bit. Hopefully we'll all do that as a joint post, I think that'd be just lovely.

And Eliza wants to see Wren, so that should happen too.

Post imminent! ;) Oh, but first I wanted to add everyone I missed to Wren's RS.
Also thinking of making another antagonistic student. Then maybe we can have an unholy trinity.

Attack On Titan: Flight of Freedom

Present~ :D

Caelbury Academy

As she scanned through her feed, pointedly ignore the hate tweets that popped up every so often, Wren started picking up on the music playing outside. It was a familiar sound, something she'd heard often during her freshman year. Oh! It really was Vlad outside, wasn't it? She had been so engrossed with the familiar sight of the dorms that she just walked past the boy with the guitar sitting outside, brushing it off as a fleeting memory she'd just conjured up in nostalgia. Wren always seemed to miss school the most after an extended period of filming, but the same was also true the other way around. It was probably some sort of balancing thing. She needed some normalcy—school or other teenage stuff—after being in character for a long time, or she would probably end up in that character's mindset for quite a while.

Before she could think to get up and greet Vladimir outside, a familiar blonde had walked in the dormitories looking just a smidge troubled. Wren smiled as she approached, imagining what awkward adventures Julie Scott went through today. She and the older girl didn't get to hang out with each other all that much last year, but she knew her well enough to know about her frequent social missteps.

"Hey there, Jules," she greeted, standing up and waving amiably. She and Julie ended up greeting each other at the same time, but all Wren really comprehended was what Julie said, blurted out more like, next. Roommates. Well, that mystery didn't last long. She laughed a little at the irony of her purposely waiting outside in order to prolong and dramatize her roommate reveal, only to have said roommate meeting her there by chance. It sort of counted as an exciting reveal, though. She totally didn't see it coming. And besides, it was also pretty good news. She dreaded for a moment that fate would try to mock her and assign Alice Profit as her roommate, which had been the only she was really against, just so she would break her promise to her brothers. Julie was good… no, even better than good.

Wren noticed that her new roommate seemed to be emitting some awkward signals, so she thought her first act as most-awesome-roommate ever should be to make her feel comfortable around her. It wouldn't do for Julie to constantly look like she's berating herself over trivial conversations like these. Smiling, she tried out some words she learned in French, hoping the multilingual girl would feel more comfortable in the area she knew the best."Um, is it c'est merveilleux nouvelles?" she said, in an exaggerated accent that was undoubtedly wrong. She tried again, this time with a slightly better accent, then giggled playfully. "Well, however you say it, it's the truth. I hope we'll have some fun roommate adventures in the future!" she said with a wink and a genuinely excited grin.

It was then that another student walked through the dormitory entrance. He was all too familiar, with the jet black hair and the telltale guitar slung across his back, even though the glasses sitting on his nose was something new. Luckily, he was too far to charm her dignity off her, because she didn't want Julie to get the wrong impression. She can't go off looking like a silly schoolgirl, now could she? She contemplated on calling out a greeting, but he was in a rush to go somewhere, so she let it go. Better she didn't tempt fate. She turned her attention back to Julie; in fact, her whole digression took place so fast, Julie probably wouldn't have noticed she'd momentarily gotten distracted.

"So, wanna check out our room? I haven't gone there yet.” Ignoring any personal boundary standards Julie might have or what her answer would have been, Wren liberally hooked her arm around hers and began leading (or rather, almost dragging) her to the right wing, where all the girl's rooms were.

She made idle chitchat as they walked along the hall, asking her about her summer and what classes she had for the year, until they reached their room. 222. By then, Wren had released her, as nonchalantly as possible, noticing belatedly that her controlling side was kicking in again. Was Julie even on her way to their room? She assumed she was because she entered the building, but to be honest, she'd just dragged her here on a whim! What if she start thinking she was annoying and overbearing? That was the exact opposite impression she was hoping to make.

Wren tried to laugh her blunder away, but she had enough humility to look sheepish. "Sorry, Jules, got a bit carried away. The first day back always gets me overly excited. I hope you don't mind." She pressed her hands together in a cutesy apologetic manner, but her words were sincere. To make up for her earlier pushiness, Wren presented the lavishly-designed, as expected only from Caelbury, door to their room with a theatrical gesture and an impish grin.

"After you?"

Pokemon - Willow League

Abigail was like a storm, but Cecily was having fun trying to keep up. When Abigail had locked her in a sudden tight embrace, she was physically unable to reciprocate. The purple-haired girl's hold on her was so tight that she couldn't move a muscle. It wasn't long before Abigail released her, but immediately after she gripped her hand and shook it rather vigorously. She didn't even try reciprocating this time; she knew there would be no use. Still, the whole ordeal made her incredibly happy. No one back in Vaniville would even dare treat her so… normally. Everyone else sidestepped and tiptoed, so afraid to get close that she started wondering if they actually thought she would break into tiny pieces if they did.

The Togepi standing cross-armed beside her wasn't paying attention to her or Abigail at all. It seemed to be engrossed with the events unfolding behind him, where tensions were certainly rising. Cecily didn't notice what was happening with Andre until Abigail did. She wasn't sure what was happening, but it was easy to see that something had riled up the amusing boy with the poor, unwanted Igglybuff. He was spewing insults and heated tirades left and right, something about Romans and sexual harassment and asses. Cecily was yet again amused by his antics—she'd never seen someone in real life turn red out of anger before, and it made her wonder whether smoke would actually blow out from his ears—but Abigail didn't seem particularly happy with him.

Right beside her, she could see Abigail turning from super sweet and hyper to super mad and hyper. Cecily didn't have experience with these kinds of things, so her interest was only piqued. She watched, entirely too engaged, as things seemed to get more and more heated. How exciting! She wondered what usually followed. Would it be an all-out actual fist-to-fist brawl, every person and Pokémon for themselves? That's what happened in that book she recently read, where the main character was this hotheaded manly man, not unlike the Igglybuff trainer over there. Or would the bickering parties go in for a battle? She idly hummed the upbeat battle music that played in one of the TV shows she saw while hospitalized, excited to see how everything would turn out.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, eyes wide as she watched Abigail grab Fi and actually threaten Mr. Grumpyface. What a plot twist! She didn't expect things to escalate so quickly, and now it seemed that there was a chance blood would be shed. Oz the Dragonsbane was on the edge of his shell as it watched, clearly hoping for things to get worse. Is this what usually happened when you're not under 24/7 supervision? No wonder her family was always paranoid with her.

Andre, despite the one on the receiving end of Mr. Grumpyface's wrath, was one of the calmer ones in this whole ordeal. He brushed everything off with a smirk and a wink and continued being his happy, overly touchy self.

Now Cecily was confused and just a tiny bit disappointed. So was there a battle happening or not? Did Andre fix everything with his superstar powers? Things seemed to calm down a bit afterwards, but Mr. Grumpyface was still understandably wary about Abigail and Fi. He spewed even more profanity that made her laugh a bit in shock because it wasn't something she was used to hearing. Which was a good thing, of course, because hearing her grandparents say 'dildo' and using the f-word every three seconds would be a bit strange. Anyway, before things got even worse, Mr. Grumpyface's Igglybuff seemed to finally sense the danger in the situation and started hiking up its trainer's body until it came at eye-level with Abigail. Tears formed in its eyes in an adorable display of pleading that made Cecily go 'aww' and Oz the Dragonsbane to roll its eyes.

At this point, Cecily burst out in a fit of giggle. "Mr. Grumpyface, you're amazing," she said between breaths. It seemed a little rude to laugh at his misfortune, but everything happening to him was so unlucky it seemed like the world was conspiring just to piss him off. Not only was he protected by the person he originally blew up at, but even the adorable Pokémon he was so ready to throw away had more chances of protecting him than himself. "It's the first time I've met someone with such crappy luck!"

Caelbury Academy

Perfectly manicured fingers (today, her nails were a bright pink with a slight hint of glitter) gingerly wrapped around the smartphone charging on her dock, turning the alarm off before it began to buzz and ring. The still groggy brunette let her eyes slowly adjust to the light, hesitating momentarily before scrambling off the bed with a stifled yawn. Catherine Sinclair had to resist the urge to jump back on the warm inviting bed, her bed, fluffy and soft and hers. It was one of the things she missed when she had to shoot on location, which had been for most of the summer.

As soon as Caelbury had let out for the summer and up until a week ago, Wren had been working on the first installment of a planned trilogy. It was an answer to the young adult, dystopian, book-to-movie hype. There was a lot of debate that had come up after she was announced as the lead, so Wren was naturally beyond motivated to prove any doubters wrong. She worked her ass off these past few months, and didn't allow herself to relax until after the wrap party four days ago.

It wouldn't be the end of the world if she slept for a few more minutes, right? Wren looked at the clock (only 5:45!) and back to the bed impishly, weighing her options before diving back on the bed like a child. "Just five minutes," she assured as she closed her eyes and indulged herself just this once.

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This time, she woke up to the unfamiliar blaring of her second alarm. Wide eyed and slightly panic-stricken, Wren hopped off her bed once again and headed straight to the adjoining room. Her closet, just as big as her bedroom, was filled to the brim with clothes and shoes but she developed an infallible organization system to easily sort through them. Wren quickly navigated to what she labeled as the 'fitness corner' and grabbed the first pair of workout clothes hanging. She would normally be more meticulous with her choice—they were dependent on weather and type of activity, naturally—but it was already 6:25 and she was behind schedule.

Wren had to do a shorter but more intense workout to make up for the lost twenty-five minutes, but she was back in schedule by the time she finished showering. Choosing an outfit normally took longer, but she had been so excited to go back to the academy that she already planned out everything. For today, she would be wearing a simpler piece: a beige lace back playsuit and white leather pumps with two inch heels. She went with a natural look for her makeup and styled her hair in a neat braided crown. Wren checked the mirror for the umpteenth time, checking and rechecking if the ensemble worked, before smiling in approval and heading down to eat. Breakfast with her family was as delightful as always. There were always funny work stories to share and hilarious, nonsensical hate mail to poke fun at. Her brothers went home for the week just to spend some time with her, so the day was even better.

With morning preparations over and done with, Wren was finally ready to go. Her suitcases would be handled by her PA, so she didn't have to worry about settling in her dorm room. Like last year, everything would be arranged for her before she even entered the room. It made her feel a little (okay, a lot) pompous, but she hated unpacking so she didn't mind too much. She bade her parents farewell and promised to check in with them at least every other week, and gave her brothers a long hug. They would be going out of the country for a few months, so she won't get to see them for a while. After another mirror check in the living room mirror, she was off.

The drive to Caelbury took only thirty minutes. She was free to stroll around campus before most of the students arrived, although she was certain there were already others unpacking in their rooms. Instead of heading straight to her room, though, Wren decided to walk along the dormitory building's foyer, before the building split into the girl's and boy's side. Finding out who her roommate was going to be was one of the surprises she liked to hold on for as long as possible. It was a bit silly, but she liked the reveal part. There was something about the first time you make eye contact with your roommate that appealed to her sense for drama. After a while, Wren sat on one of the plush velvet sofas available and pulled out her phone, checking her twitter feed as she waited for other students to arrive.

Caelbury Academy

Mizuho said
Tweets! So clever. And awwwww Wren <3 She joined cheerleading and likes Brenden? :D

She's in for a bit of a heartbreak, haha. Or she'll join Acacia and start shipping Brayden.

Caelbury Academy

Finished Wren's RS! I think I got everyone, and I added some maybeslightlyprobably relevant tweets for flavor. 8D

Wren RS

Acacia Hawthorne
"Um, who? Pftt. Kidding, of course. I'm pretty sure everyone in this school knows Acacia. She's really amazing, you know? I feel like she can understand me really well, and I like not having to worry about which side of me to show her."

It's no secret that Wren looks up to Acacia. She's like the older sister she never had, and if Wren's ever feeling completely overwhelmed, she's the person she likes to talk to. Years of performance has given Wren a good grasp of body language and subtle facial expressions, so she's one of the few that notice the little hints of sadness glinting in the older girl's eyes. She doesn't know what's bothering her, but Wren is always ready to lend an ear.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
How can you help someone who doesn't ask for help? #iwantyoutobehappy
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Lili Lafontaine
"We haven't formally met, but I've heard a lot of things about her. I know gossip when I hear one, though, so I don't believe what they're saying about her."

Wren knows about the Lafontaine family, but not so much about the artistic Lili. There always seems to be some sort of rumor regarding her circulating around school, but Wren knows from experience never to take those at face value.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Rumors do not equal truth.

Immediately after this tweet, numerous fans came to her defense:
@wrenegade omg, is it about that stupid article? we know it's bullshit.
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Jacob Rockwell
"Ah! Potential tutor #1. He's sort of hard to get in contact with, and even harder to get to know, but I found out he likes video games, so maybe we can bond over that? I haven't been playing in a while, so I can even ask him about what good games to get."

In her search for a tutor—her father is persistent about her finding one, soon—she scrapped up a list of potential candidates and Jacob is one of the top names on it. She doesn't know much about him, though. Except that he's a Gifted, so definitely smart, and a member of the JROTC.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
I miss the days when there were only real numbers. What the hell is an imaginary number? #mathproblems
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Roman Zelenka
"Mr. Linguist! I thought he was a Gifted when I heard about him, but I guess not. I've been trying to get to know him, though. I could go to him for advice if I ever need to speak in a different language for a role."

Wren's still a little confused with the established social hierarchy in Caelbury, or at least about how the Commoners are drafted, and she wonders whether one could be promoted or demoted. She thinks Roman could definitely be promoted to Gifted, but only after he gets a good kick on the behind. Wasting talents and potential is a big no-no for Wren.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Need to say a few lines in Japanese. Any tips so I don't butcher the language? x
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Vladimir Kalkovich
"Potential tutor #2, the Human Calculator! He's good company to have, and I like listening to him play music. He's a good go-to person when you're feeling down."

Wren can get along with Vladimir really well. His happy-go-lucky nature is infectious, and she has a lot of fun when he's around. She has to admit, though, she's weak against his teasing habit. Wren swears she knows he's teasing, but she always gets flustered anyway.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Ugh. Why can't I have a built-in calculator in my brain? #mathproblems #yes #again
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Rayne McCutcheon
"Mom and Dad are friends with her dad. I've known her since I was little, but after Aunt Eva passed away and Uncle remarried, I started seeing her less and less. Anyway, I see she's still as smart as always but I don't remember her being so rebellious."

As their parents both work in the entertainment industry, they've crossed path often. Wren's father goes to Rayne's father's company when he has a musical in the works. Wren got to know Rayne because they were around the same age, and she remembered being amazed at how brilliant she had been. She hasn't heard much from her after her mother's untimely death, though, so Wren can only assume she took it hard. At the very least, she knows that she doesn't like her stepmother at all. Wren didn't particularly like her either.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Seeing an old friend after a long time is a bit strange. It's like they're an entirely different person.
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James McNamara
"Ah, crap. This guy and his pretty-freaking-face and his charming everything. People assume I'm promiscuous because I look like this and I'm an actress, but I totally don't know how to handle real, not-showbiz guys. Especially musical prodigies that practically ooze charm."

Wren, who likes being in control, absolutely hates it when she's reduced to a giddy excuse of a girl. She never knows how to act around James when he turns on the charm. If she's not turning beet red at his obviously offhanded compliment, then she's pathetically trying not to swoon. Wren honestly doesn't know what's wrong with her, but she swears she'll get over this soon.
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Nicholas Sinclair @nicksinclair
@wrenegade First day at Caelbury! Try not embarrass yourself in front of all the boys.
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Nate Dixon
"Bow down to the tech god. I had to play a tech genius for this movie last year, and I bothered him nonstop so I could study him. The guy could be a real life Tony Stark, and I'll be the first on in line for his Iron Man suits."

Wren and Nate are in the same grade, so they have a lot of classes together. As she mentioned, she pestered him nonstop during their freshman year so she could be get into the role. She felt bad after because he was so nice, it was like she was taking advantage of his kindness. So to compensate, she promised to get him whatever computer parts he wanted.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Learning to say "hello world" in C++. Maybe I should go to my classmate for help…
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Julie Scott
"Ms. Linguist, and another brilliant student. She and I get along pretty well. Roman definitely needs to hang out with her, and maybe her diligence would rub off on him. Julie's a bit awkward, but I actually like it when she blurts out whatever's on her mind. Oh, and I can go to her for some language lessons, too!"

Wren feels like she and Julie are on the same wavelength. She appreciates how hard she works and admires her willingness to help others. Wren can't just help someone from the goodness of her heart, not without getting something out of it as well. In any case, she loves it when Julie spouts her inappropriate tirades.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
"There is no substitute for hard work."
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Cole Grimoire
"Oh, that Grimoire guy. Poor him and his unrequited love. Acacia doesn't even know about it, does she? I don't know him too well, but I do have an advice for him: knock yourself down a notch or two. Acacia might like him if he were more... gentlemanly."

Wren has seen how he looks at Acacia and she instantly picked up on his affections. She feels bad for him—she's played characters suffering from unrequited love and it sucks. He seems like he could be nice enough, but he does need to be less cocky.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Which hurts worse? Confessing only to be rejected, or keeping your feelings to yourself, never knowing what could happen?
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August Marco
"Hahaha, I'm a closeted Marco-supporter. August is totally childish, but his pranks are first class. If I didn't have to worry about my reputation, I wouldn't mind joining him in his one of his escapades."

She and August aren't close—have they even talked before?—but she wouldn't mind getting to know him. He seems like he could teach her some awesome ways to have fun and wind down. She heard he can be quite the smartass, but she wouldn't mind trying to out-sass him.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Leaving history class completely drenched. #schoolpranks #prettyfun
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Max Wallenberg
"Max is my personal library, seriously. He can probably fill one of his family's banks with his books. I know he sometimes seems like an ice king, but he's really not. He's a good person. But—and this is a big but—he really needs to work on his lady skills. I don't approve of the trail of broken hearts he leaves."

It was tough for Wren to get through his walls, but their affinity for books made it easy for them to get along. She appreciates his passion for literature, and likes to listen to him gush about what he thinks about the books he recently read.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Can't sleep. Any book recommendations? Kinda up for some horror.
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Wren Sinclair
"Future Academy Award, Emmy, and Tony winner. The best actor to ever grace the screen since the legendary Gwyneth Kingsley."

Wren certainly has big goals. She may have trouble figuring out who she is, but she knows she has at least one constant: she is a performer. Whether she's the perfect, 'adorkable' figure her fans seem to think she is, the spoiled and superficial little princess with the negative IQ, or the cunning workaholic that has no game whatsoever, it doesn't change the fact that she is a talented performer. Wren firmly holds onto that belief; it's the only thing that keeps her from having a full on identity crisis.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
@gwenking Presscon today at 2! Bit worried. x

Gwyneth Kingsley-Sinclair @gwenking
@wrenegade Just be yourself, sweetie. You'll charm them like always. Love you.
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Alice Profit
"Er…Nick and Jon told me not to get involved with her. They've always been wary about the Profit family. We're in the same year, so I can't just up and ignore her, but I try not to get too close."

Wren always obediently follows her brothers, so when they warned her to stay away, she did the best she could. She's heard rumors about Alice as well, but as policy, she can't believe them; she knows better than anyone how harmful rumors fly. It's getting harder not to believe there's some truth in them, though.
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Jonathan Sinclair @jonsynk
@wrenegade You aren't getting into trouble now, are you? We're gonna visit you soon.
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Brenden Aldrin
"Principal Brenden is like the awesome principal you find in movies. He's charming, good-looking, and just… he's just the best ever, okay?"

If it wasn't obvious, Wren really likes the principal. He found the perfect balance between fun-loving and serious, and he doesn't look down on his students like she thought an incredibly important authority figure would do. She's harboring a crush on him, that's for sure, but it's all innocent. The most she'd want is a few praises here and there, and maybe for him to say that he liked one of the movies she's in.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Charm attacked! It's super effective! ♥
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Hayden Hawthorne
"Seriously, 99% of the staff looks like they just came out of an Abercrombie magazine ad. But that's beside the point. Mr. Hawthorne is Acacia's older brother, but he almost seems like her father. He acts like Dad with his open doting and overprotectiveness."

The academy's VP is certainly interesting. Wren often finds herself peering curiously at him whenever he enters her field of vision, unconsciously trying to figure out what's on his mind. Everything about him suggests he's a kind and gentle soul, but for some reason Wren is intimidated by him. He has that look… like, if he were in a movie, he's the big plot twist waiting to happen. Wren always tries to get on his good side, because she's kind of afraid to see what happens when she's not.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Don't wake the dragon.
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Flynn Zimmerman
"Oedipus is going to be fat real soon, I think, especially since I'm probably not the only one that likes to sneak him some food. Oh, but on to Mr. Zimmerman. His class is one of my favorites! He blows my mind every time."

Wren finds it amusing that he managed to perfect the art of blending in, even when he towers over so many people. When she first had him as a freshman, she didn't take an immediate liking to him. He had seemed difficult to approach, and she couldn't help but feel like he saw through her, like he could easily see everything that was wrong with her. But, sure enough, adorable Oedipus had won her over and it made her reconsider how she viewed him. After all, anyone who loved this cat as much as he did couldn't be as unfeeling and scary as she unfairly pegged him as. Wren's opinion of him gradually changed since then, and now she even plays a Where's Waldo-esque game whenever he's in the vicinity. It's actually a bit hilarious how hard a task that can be.
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Wren Sinclair @wrenegade
Aha! There you are. How did I not see you standing by the door?
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Alli Kendrick
"Everything Coach touches turns into fun. She can work hard and play harder. Ms. Kendrick is actually the main reason I tried out for Cheer. She made it look really fun, and I couldn't resist."

It was easy for Wren to like Alli. She showed her that no matter how hard you work, you could always make room for a little fun—it might even be necessary. Wren hasn't gotten the balance down, she still passes out from actually working too much, but she knows she can go to her coach for some unwinding lessons. In fact, even just going to Cheer practice helps her relax.
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Gwyneth Kingsley-Sinclair @gwenking
@wrenegade Good luck at tryouts! Just think of it as another audition and you'll be golden. XO
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Attack On Titan: Flight of Freedom

S'plosions!

wheeere are you guys? :'(