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Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{Location: Home → King's Academy
Interacting with: Julie Macmillan}

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_{Now why you gritting your teeth? Frustration baby you got to breathe
Take a lot more than you to get rid of me, You see I do what they can't do, I just do me}
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There are many upsides to wearing school uniforms. Not only do these uniforms save money and reduce economic and social barriers between students that often leads to bullying, but they also streamline morning routines; students can get ready for school quicker and, as a result, have more time to eat breakfast and organize for a successful day. Chanel Martin, however, had never been a fan of school uniforms despite the numerous benefits her uncle had informed her of. In fact, when fourteen year old Chanel was first enlightened by her Uncle that she would have to wear the horrendous ensemble every single day for the entire school year, she practically flipped her shit. How was she supposed to show off her brand new wardrobe and fly ass outfits to her classmates when she was forced to adhere to a dress code? How was she supposed to express her individuality? "This is a fucking tragedy," the young woman had said to her uncle as she stood in her full body mirror and examined her outfit for the very first time. "Are you sure I can't just go to that public school that's an hour away? I mean sure, it isn't the best, but at least they don't force their students to wear these ridiculous outfits."

Now, on the morning of her first day of senior year, Chanel still had the same exact sentiments that she did during her freshman year. This year, however, she was determined to make a change. She stood in her full body mirror, arms folded across her chest and eyebrows furrowed as she stared at her reflection. After being in deep thought for what seemed like forever, the young woman headed back into her walk-in closet and got to work. Chanel pulled out nearly every accessory she owned; this included but was not limited to a wide array of scarves, necklaces, colorful shoelaces, watches, belts, sunglasses, and purses. It only took her a few minutes to pick out the items that would go well with the uniform. Sure, there was a possibility that the girl would be reprimanded as soon as she was spotted by one of the administrators, but at the moment, Chanel couldn't care less. This was her last year of high school, after all.

After putting the final touches on her outfit, Chanel grabbed her large purse and headed downstairs to the kitchen. As usual, the house was silent and empty; her uncle had left for work a little over an hour ago, and her brother had started his final year of college last month. Chanel enjoyed the quiet time that she had in the mornings before school. It was a stark difference from the mornings she'd spent with her parents; instead of constantly being yelled at and rushed to do things in a timely manner, Chanel was now given the opportunity to handle all of that on her own. This, in turn, led to the young woman having multiple unexcused tardies and absences, but at least she was finally learning some responsibility, right?

As soon as Chanel had grabbed a blueberry Pop-tart from the pantry and took her seat at the dining room table, her phone began to ring. The young woman rolled her eyes when she saw who was calling, but plastered a large, fake smile on her face as soon as the familiar face appeared on the screen. "Now, I know this can't be real," Chanel said as she took a bite out of her pastry, "Andre Martin is out of bed before one o'clock? Nah, who are you and what have you done with my brother?"

"Yeah, alright. Get off my neck, Co," the older male said, his deep voice ringing through the air and echoing round the house. "I told you last week that I got a morning class today. Figured I'd give you a call before you go to school. You know, since I'm already awake or whatever." Chanel couldn't help but smile and shake her head as she listened to her brother speak. He had only been gone for a little over three weeks, but she was already beginning to miss him. It was obvious that he felt the same way.

"That's funny, cause I vividly remember you telling me that your only morning class was on Friday," Chanel said as she stuffed the last bit of pastry into her mouth and fished her keys out of her purse. "And today ain't Friday, if you didn't know." The two continued to speak as Chanel took one final glance in the mirror, grabbed her keys, and headed out to the car. Andre had just started to go into detail about some party he'd been to the past weekend when Chanel told him that she had to go. "Yeah, we can finish this later," the young woman had lied before ending the call and getting on the road.

The drive to King's Academy was a relatively short one, thanks to Chanel's innate tendency to push the speed limit. She had both her air conditioner and radio on full blast as she sped down the street. She sang along loudly to every song that played from her playlist, a morning ritual that she'd followed almost every day since her first day of elementary school; her mother had turned on an old Lauryn Hill song as she drove her daughter to school, and the rest was history. Chanel couldn't help but tear up and grip the steering wheel tightly as the same song began to play. "If only you could see me now," the young woman said as she pulled into the student parking lot of King's Academy, "If only you could be here to see me graduate." Chanel sat in her parking spot for a few moments, recollecting herself and making sure that her makeup was still intact, before grabbing her purse from the passenger seat and exiting the car.

Chanel wasn't surprised in the slightest to see Victoire Bailey sitting in her usual spot by the school gates, and she knew exactly why she was there. Technically, Chanel wasn't breaking any rules; she was wearing every part of the uniform, she had on the required shoes, and her skirt was the appropriate length. However, that definitely didn't stop her from using a couple of freshman to shield her from view as she walked through the gates. Better safe than sorry, right? As soon as she was sure that she was in the clear, Chanel scanned the crowd of students before briskly making her way towards a nearby garden table. She took the empty seat that was directly across from Julie Macmillan. "The start of the end of high school," the young woman said as she plopped her bag onto the table, "Fucking finally."

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

^ What they said. PMs are open.
I'll hit up a few of you in just a moment.

Current Mood in One Gif

What Are You Listening To?

What Are You Listening To?

Cʟᴀss Dɪsᴍɪssᴇᴅ

_{11:31 AM}

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"I think it's so wonderful that you'll be home this weekend to see your old buddies."

Vivian Booker couldn't help but roll her eyes as she remembered the words that her mother had spoke through the phone earlier that day. It was a little over eleven o'clock in the morning, and the young woman was sitting in the passenger seat of her fiancee's vehicle. The couple had gotten on the road a little over thirty minutes ago, as soon as they had left the airport, and were less than a few minutes away from their destination. The feeling of dread and anxiety that currently took over Vivian's body was the strongest she'd felt in years; she hadn't felt this bad since her second day of Elementary school. Vivian let her right hand dangle out of the window as her mind drifted back to the second time she'd stepped foot into Ms. Deville's classroom. Most of her classmates had been so awful to her since the very moment they'd laid eyes on her; it was a wonder that Harvey had managed to talk her into coming along with him.

Old buddies. Vivian had to fight the urge to let out a bitter laugh. While the bunch weren't always so mean to her, she wouldn't go as far as to call them old buddies. Not once in the past couple of decades had Vivian even cared to think about her old classmates or what they were up to these days; in fact, she sometimes wished that she could just wipe those few years worth of memories from her mind completely.

"I'm sorry to hear about your old teacher," Vivian's mother said, "but at least it gives you a chance to reconnect with your friends."

Throughout those long years of Elementary school, Vivian's mother had always been in the dark about what went on in class when Ms. Deville wasn't looking. She had no idea that her youngest daughter was often picked on whenever she left the house wearing the only pair of jeans they could afford. She had no idea that it was because of one of the older neighborhood kids teasing her about her worn-down sneakers that she was once caught shoplifting. She had no idea that the handmade Christmas present she'd stayed up all night to help her daughter create for one of her classmates was eventually torn up and thrown away right in front of her. No, Vivian figured that it would be best for her to keep everything bottled up inside. After all, she didn't want to give her parents anything else to worry about.

Instead, Vivian kept to herself and poured her feelings onto the empty pages of her old journal. The characters that she created over those years were the only people who seemed to truly understand exactly what she was going through. They were the only ones who made those few years of pain bearable. Well, them and her soon to be husband.

"Aren't you a little nervous?" Vivian said to her fiancee, "I don't even know what I'm going to say to them when we walk inside. I mean, what is there to say?" As Vivian spoke, the car pulled into the driveway of Ms. Deville's home, and the nauseous feeling in the pit of her stomach grew more intense. While part of her was excited to show off her new wardrobe and shiny engagement ring to her former classmates, the other part was wondering why she even bothered to show up in the first place. The closer the vehicle came to her old teacher's home, the louder the music grew, and the stronger a delicious aroma became.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Vivian got out and pulled out her two duffel bags from the backseat. Before approaching the front door, the young woman used her reflection in the car door to make sure that everything was still in its rightful place. She gently smoothed down the front of her tan-colored dress before slinging one of the bags over her shoulder and nervously glancing up at her fiancee.

"Ready?"

_{@alexfangtalon}

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Kavan Varma

_Higher

▴Name

Kavan Raj Varma

▴Nicknames

_▴Raj
_▴Van (Pronounced Vaughn)
_▴"That Guy with the Man-Bun."

▴Age

18

▴Gender

Male

▴Sexuality

Bisexual

▴Relationship Status

Falling for Archer Diedrikson

▴Label

The Artsy Writer

▴Appearance Details

• Hair: Black | Shoulder-length and Wavy | Kavan usually wears his hair down; he'll sometimes switch it up and pull it into a bun. He cuts his hair short once every couple of years.
• Eyes: Dark Brown
• Height: 6 feet, 2 inches
• Body Type: 201 lbs, slim, lean build
• Clothing Style: "If I had to describe my style, I'd probably say that I have a more laid-back way of dressing. You'll usually see me sporting a basic, solid-colored polo shirt or sweater, a leather jacket, jeans, and a nice pair of shoes. The only thing about my style that really stands out is the large amount of flashy jewelry that I wear. I normally have on about two or three rings on each hand, along with a couple of neck chains and a few bracelets. I typically like to play around with more Indian inspired pieces."
• Makeup Wise: Guyliner
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Kavan has both earlobes pierced, as well as his nose. He also has two tattoos; one covers his forearm, and the other is on his chest,

▴Personality Traits

▴Relaxed
▴Charming
▴Witty
▴Observant
▴Unpredictable
▴Mysterious

▴Upbringing Synopsis

Kavan Varma was born into wealth. From the very moment the young man was born in India to Vihaan and Ruhi Varma, he has been spoiled rotten. Due to their father's booming retail chains and stakes in a range of companies, Kavan and his elder sister have been living comfortably their entire lives. They resided in a fairly large house in New Delhi until Kavan was about ten years old; Vihaan Varma announced his plan to expand his businesses to the United States and decided to move his family to Florida. It took Kavan and his sister a while to adjust to their new home; the two were often bullied by the neighborhood kids and their classmates due to their heavy accents. As Kavan grew older, his accent would begin to fade, but the scars left by years of childish torment would last forever.

Kavan didn't have many friends throughout elementary and middle school, which led him to focus more on his academics and extra curricular activities than his social life. It was during that period that Kavan found a passion for writing and an affinity for rock music. He was ten years old when his sister gifted him his journal, and twelve when he received his very first bass guitar. His success in learning how to play eventually led to him getting paid to play at the weddings or parties of family members, which in turn gave him the confidence boost that he needed. The year before Kavan began Freshman year, Kavan's father moved the family yet again; this time, they only moved down the street to a wealthy gated community called Crown Heights. Kavan entered high school a new man; though he was still a bit reserved and mysterious, he was more confident in his actions and no longer took shit from anyone. He even grew up to be quite the charmer like his father.

▴Family

_{Vihaan Varma (42) | Dad ▴ Ruhi Varma (40) | Mom ▴ Amoli Varma (20) | Sister}

▴Misc.

Avan Jogia | #851309
> Newest Drama Club member
> Was recently accepted into Emory University, University of Michigan, NYU, and FSU.
_{PRAISE THE LORD BY A$AP ROCKY IS ALSO A BOP}

Kavan's Relations

The World's Best Boyfriend

_{Archer Diedrikson}

<sub>"DECEMBER 12TH, 2018

A whole lot can change in the blink of an eye.

It seems like it was just yesterday that I stood by Archer's car, watching him duck behind the door in a failed attempt to hide from the curious gaze of Johnny Baxter. And at that time, I simply couldn't explain why I'd suddenly felt the urge to flash the other boy a lewd gesture as he obnoxiously paraded around and pointed his camera at everyone who walked by; I didn't know why I'd begun to feel sick to my stomach, as if I'd eaten some bad curry the night before. I should've realized back then why I had such a strong dislike for Johnny-boy. I should've admitted to myself, if no one else, just how I felt about Archer.

We'd been friends for so long, it was as if I were too scared to tell anyone the truth. Not only was I scared of being rejected and potentially ruining our relationship, but I was also scared of what everyone else would think. My classmates, our friends, my parents... How differently would they all see me if they knew that I was attracted to men? What would my father say or even do to me if he ever found out about my relationship?

Relationship. I am in a relationship with Archer Diedrikson. As we continue to spend more time together, I can feel myself starting to fall in love with him. And even though part of me still worries about my parents' approval and the opinions of those I care about, I still know deep down that no matter what obstacles life decides to throw my way, I'll be able to get through them as long as I have him by my side."</sub>

The Misfits

<sup>"NOVEMBER 6TH, 2018

13 year old me never would have thought that I'd grow to have as many friends as I do now, especially not those who call themselves the Misfits. They're fun, they're loyal, they're absolutely crazy... and there's (almost) nothing in the world that I wouldn't do for them."</sup>

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Sonny Drake ☼ Friends

↳ _{"In the past, Sonny and I were never friends despite me always hanging around him and the rest of the group. He constantly picked on me and Archer, and even though the stereotypical gay and Egyptian jokes never really bothered me as much as they could have, it still got pretty old after a while. Anyway, things changed for the better at the Halloween party; he apologized for all that he's done in the past, and even kicked Bradley Leone's ass for hurling a bunch of homophobic remarks at Archer. If you ask me, I think he's a changed man."}

Marisol Castillo ☼ Friends

↳ _{"I've known Marisol for just about as long as I've known Archer; the two were kinda like a package deal. At first, I just saw Mari as one of Archer's closest friends. You know... one of the Misfits. But over time we developed our own sort of friendship, and now that Archer and I are finally together it'll probably grow a bit stronger."}

Ariel Grey ☼ Friends

↳ _{"Ariel and I have never been the closest out of the bunch, but I do greatly enjoy her presence. We share a love for writing, so it's nice to have another person to compare pieces with and ask for constructive criticism."}

Ryland Aspen ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"For as long as I've known the Misfits, Ryland has been considered one of them by association... sort of like me. Most of what I know about him is from things Archer has told me, so I'm excited to get to know him on a deeper level now that he's spending an entire semester at King's."}

Good Friends

<sub>"NOVEMBER 6TH, 2018

It's nice having a handful of people that I can call my friends. It wasn't too long ago that I was just that weird Indian kid who spent most of his time with his head in a book. Now, I've learned that there are some perks to stepping outside of the library every now and then."</sub>

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Jasper Fray ☼ Good Friends

↳ _{"Jasper's been a pretty solid friend of mine for a while. We've got a lot in common. Sometimes I joke around about starting a band or something with him."}

Carter Newton ☼ Friends

↳ _{"Carter and I both have a passion for writing; I met him Sophomore year in our creative writing class, and he really blew me away when we started on our Spoken Word poetry unit. He's taught me a little of what he knows, and always invites me to open mic nights, but I haven't really worked up the confidence to actually perform one of my poems just yet."}

Chrissie McCoy ☼ Friends

↳ _{"Shortly before the end of the semester, I attended the annual Fall play, which ultimately inspired me to inquire about joining the Drama Club in an effort to learn more about the theatre and a future in playwriting.Chrissie was kind enough to take me to an after party, which marked the beginning of their friendship. I don't really know what finally possessed me to approach Chris and ask her about the club, but I'm glad that it happened. She's already taught me a lot in such a short period of time."}

Stella Lambert ☼ Friends

↳ _{"What I've always liked about Stella is that she's a genuine person, and always seems to have a smile on her face. She's sat with us at lunch in the past, so I've gotten to chat with her quite a bit. I'm not so sure why Mari dislikes her so much; I, for one, really appreciate having her positive energy around me."}

Nicole Milano ☼ Friends

↳ _{"Nicole... she's a special one, that's for sure. She's truly a kind-hearted and sweet girl, though. She always gives me compliments on my eyeliner, and even likes reading my work from time to time even though she doesn't understand most of it."}

Acquaintances

<sub>"DECEMBER 6th, 2018

There are a lot of people at King's Academy that I don't know well enough to call friends. Some of them I hardly know at all. And sure, I'm open to building relationships with a good number of these people... I just don't think I'm quite sure how to go about it."</sub>

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Kavi Salvador ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Kavi's a pretty chill guy, and his parties are always legendary."}

The Unholy Trinity ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Who doesn't know of The Unholy Trinity? You may not know them all personally, but you certainly know who they are. First, there's Chanel: the diva who loves fashion, dance, and... cheerleading? Then there's Julie, who a lot of people tend to call the 'Ice Queen' of King's, but I for one admire deeply. And last, there's April, who knows more about cars than your average male and also happens to be carrying the child of the school's 'Candy Man.' Quite the trio indeed."}

Sawyer Lockwood ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"I don't know Sawyer all too well... Hell, I only know who he is because of his brother. I wonder how Gavin is?"}

Georgia Fielders ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"She's a sweet girl, that's for sure. She likes listening to me play my music, so that's cool."}

Jack Goff ☼ Acquaintances

↳ _{"Don't know the guy, and probably won't ever get to know him any more than I already do. He doesn't seem like the type of person that I'd enjoy hanging around."}

Max Wallenberg ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"I only know Max because he's Archer's cousin, and I sometimes hear him talking about him. I haven't gotten the chance to actually speak to him, though."}

Shawna Josi ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"I remember Shawna being a really smart girl. Pretty sure we had a few classes together. But something happened and she just... fell off. Carter tells me that she's one of his top customers."}

Sunshine Hollingsworth ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"I don't know her all that well, so I can't really say I have an opinion on her as of right now."}

Ariana Mossos ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"Of course I know who Ariana is; who doesn't? She's gorgeous, she's the head cheerleader, she's the captain of the volleyball team... I don't know her all too well personally, though, but I'm open to that changing."}

Santiago Fernandez ☼ Classmates

↳ _{"I know who he is and some of the infamous things he has done. That's about it, though. Congrats on the whole fatherhood thing."}

What Are You Listening To?

!!!

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

<sub>1. Too Much - Kehlani - SweetSexySavage
2. In the Wind - Statik Selektah (feat. Joey Bada$$) - Lucky 7
3. Any Friend of Diane's - Weezer - Pacific Daydream
4. World Domination - Joey Bada$$ - 1999
5. Coffee - Miguel - Wildheart
6. Ashin' Kusher - Kid Cudi - Man On the Moon, Vol II
7. All Nite - Clams Casino (feat. Vince Staples) - 32 Levels
8. Someone to Watch Over Me - Ella Fitzgerald - Ella
9. Menace - Roy Woods - Waking at Dawn
10. Wasted - Gucci Mane (feat. OJ Da Juiceman) - Wasted: The Prequel EP</sub>

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

Kavan Varma

_{Are You Gonna Go My Way}

▴Name

Kavan Raj Varma

▴Nicknames

_▴Raj
_▴Van (Pronounced Vaughn)
_▴"That Guy with the Man-Bun."

▴Age

18

▴Gender

Male

▴Sexuality

Pansexual

▴Relationship Status

Single

▴Label

The Artsy Writer

▴Appearance Details

• Hair: Black | Shoulder-length and Wavy | Kavan usually wears his hair down; he'll sometimes switch it up and pull it into a bun. He cuts his hair short once every couple of years.
• Eyes: Dark Brown
• Height: 6 feet, 2 inches
• Body Type: 201 lbs, slim, lean build
• Clothing Style: "If I had to describe my style, I'd probably say that I have a more laid-back way of dressing. You'll usually see me sporting a basic, solid-colored polo shirt or sweater, a leather jacket, jeans, and a nice pair of shoes. The only thing about my style that really stands out is the large amount of flashy jewelry that I wear. I normally have on about two or three rings on each hand, along with a couple of neck chains and a few bracelets. I typically like to play around with more Indian inspired pieces."
• Makeup Wise: Guyliner
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Kavan has both earlobes pierced, as well as his nose. He also has two tattoos; one covers his forearm, and the other is on his chest,

▴Personality Traits

▴Relaxed
▴Charming
▴Witty
▴Observant
▴Unpredictable
▴Mysterious

▴Upbringing Synopsis

Kavan Varma was born into wealth. From the very moment the young man was born in India to Vihaan and Ruhi Varma, he has been spoiled rotten. Due to their father's booming retail chains and stakes in a range of companies, Kavan and his elder sister have been living comfortably their entire lives. They resided in a fairly large house in New Delhi until Kavan was about six years old; Vihaan Varma announced his plan to expand his businesses to the United States and decided to move his family to Florida. It took Kavan and his sister a while to adjust to their new home; the two were often bullied by the neighborhood kids and their classmates due to their heavy accents. As Kavan grew older, his accent would begin to fade, but the scars left by years of childish torment would last forever.

Kavan didn't have many friends throughout elementary and middle school, which led him to focus more on his academics and extra curricular activities than his social life. It was during that period that Kavan found a passion for writing and an affinity for rock music. He was ten years old when his sister gifted him his journal, and twelve when he received his very first bass guitar. His success in learning how to play eventually led to him getting paid to play at the weddings or parties of family members, which in turn gave him the confidence boost that he needed. The year before Kavan began Freshman year, Kavan's father moved the family yet again; this time, they only moved down the street to a wealthy gated community called Crown Heights. Kavan entered high school a new man; though he was still a bit reserved and mysterious, he was more confident in his actions and no longer took shit from anyone. He even grew up to be quite the charmer like his father.

▴Family

_{Vihaan Varma (42) | Dad ▴ Ruhi Varma (40) | Mom ▴ Amoli Varma (20) | Sister}

▴Misc.

Avan Jogia | #851309
_{PRAISE THE LORD BY A$AP ROCKY IS ALSO A BOP}