Juniper

CANCELLED.

LEE KELSEY

Location: Santos Mansion - El Jefe's Beach Mansion
Interacting with: Talking to Coco (@Ejected). Mentioning Damian (@Universorum)

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“Would you suck in Liesl?” Rebeka Santos impatiently lamented as she struggled to zip up a tawny-colored bodycon dress on her already irritated daughter.
Lee absolutely despised it when she heard her full name come out of any person’s mouth- especially her mother's. Her parents had honeymooned in Salzburg, Austria and while taking the Sound of Music Tour, they stupidly vowed to let their first daughter bear the name Liesl. And so they kept true to it. Liesl hated it so much almost since the moment she could form words, she created a nickname for herself. “Lee” wasn’t exactly captivating but for her peace of mind, it suited her personality so much better.
“You really should start cutting back on all your snacks. I barely managed to zip it up.” She took a few steps back and thoroughly examined her to see if Lee met her impossibly high standards of beautiful.
You should have not gotten me a dress that is made to fit a twelve-year old girl.
Lee examined herself in the mirror. Was she gaining weight? She furrowed her just-waxed eyebrows, dispersing the thought out of her mind. No, of course not.. She was tall, lithe but had curves all in the right places – well, what society would call right places. “A little too curvy for the catwalk,” her mother would mention at least once a week.
“I should have never mentioned the party to you.” Lee murmured quietly under her minty breath.
“Mom, go get a glass a wine downstairs and just chill. I’ll finish getting dressed, okay? You are way too stressed.” She determinedly met her mother’s gaze, silently communicating that she is not going to back down. Lee gently pushed her out of the room as a million words flooded out of her mouth in protest to her daughter’s spontaneous decision.
“If you don’t let me get dressed, I swear I won’t go to the party at all.” And with that, she promptly closed the door and made sure it was locked.
Immediately, she slipped out of the bodycon and looked for the article of clothing she originally had in mind. Out of her closet came out a silk shift dress with a very scooped low back. Intentionally chosen to match the verdant color in her eyes, she knew it complimented her the shape of her body and intentionally exposed her bronzed long legs.
Rebeka had hired a celebrity hair stylist and a makeup artist to makeover Lee but refrained from hiring a clothes stylist to not further infuriate her. Her hair was perfectly done up with beachy waves the hung precisely to frame her heart-shaped face and her olive eyes impeccably smoked with deep earthly tones.
Grabbing a matching clutch, she slid her phone in there and lip gloss to retouch if needed. She got her pair of Jimmy Choo sequin-embroidered heels. Her phone vibrated and she assumed it was the Uber driver letting her know they arrived. She had to go.
She managed to slipped out through a side door to avoid any confrontations with her mom, thankful to have left unseen.

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THE PARTY

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Heading towards the entrance, her orbs widened slightly at the realization at the amount of people at this mansion. For a split-second she considered chasing down her uber driver to take her home.
“Woman up, Lee.” She muttered to herself, mustering strength she didn't know she had.
Straightening her back and her head suddenly looking forward, the North Carolina-raised young lady stepped through the doors. Letting her gaze skim her surroundings, she thought to herself: So, this is El Jefe’s a.k.a. Damian’s beach mansion. She caught a glimpse of Damian faraway and quickly diverted her gaze. Not knowing him at all and being fairly new to the school, she was careful to not assume things about the head of the Elite except for the inevitable, that he was undeniably very attractive.
Enough about focusing on people she didn’t know, she suddenly remembered one of the reasons she came to this party, that Coco would be here. She never wanted to go to a party where she didn’t know anyone and for this reason, she was immensely relieved that she would have someone to converse with. Catching a flash of orange in the midst of the crowd of socialites, she wisely mazed her way to Chanel who was dancing away.
Her glossed lips immediately formed into a warm smile as she approached her friend.
“Having fun?” she inquired cheerfully, even though she already knew the answer.

CANCELLED.

Hi! I'm sorry for posting this so late. About week ago, I said was interested in joining your BHHS roleplay, but long story short, my internet stopped working for about a week. If it's not too late, I would love to still be a part of it.
This is only my second time making a character sheet so I hope it's all readable and understandable lol.

Liesl "Lee" Kelsey

Chill Princess

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_{Liesl "Lee" Kelsey}

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"Cool it."

| | N I C K N A M E (S) | |

• Lee, Kel, Princess

| | A G E | |

17, March 20th

| | G E N D E R | |

Female

| | S E X U A L I T Y | |

Heterosexual

| | R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S | |

Single

| | O C C U P A T I O N | |

No job yet.

| | C L A S S I F I C A T I O N | |

Junior

| | R O L E | |

Number four. Overachiever.

| | I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E | |

Standing at about 5'8 1/2, she tends to wear flats in order to not be so tall and because it's more comfortable. She's occasionally forced wears heels due to her Brazilian supermodel mother who's dream is for Lee is to follow in her footsteps.
Her nails perfectly manicured, her lashes always full and lush, her hair permed to soft beach waves was all carefully inspected by the control freak, she called her mom. Naturally a bit tan due to her mixed heritage, she never had to worry about tanning beds or spray tans like most of the girls around her.
Pressured to be a picture perfect daughter in terms of appearance, she slips on somewhat convincing mask at school and pretends to be obsessed with her looks and finding a hot guy to date - though a lot times she fails. Beneath all that, is just a girl finding a way to show her true self without somehow disappointing anyone - as cheesy as that sounds.

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W H O A M I ?

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| | H A B I T S | Q U I R K S | O D D I T I E S | |

• - Tends to mess with bracelets or her necklace when she's nervous.
  - Starts stuttering badly when she attempts to lie - often telling the truth in the process of it.
  - Has a keen interest in cars, especially race cars. She can fix minor issues in cars the most people take to a mechanic to fix.

| | D R E A M S | |

Although her life is planned by people around her to be a model, her dream is to work in the technological field, having an unusual easiness with math and science.

| | L I K E S | |

• List a few
  - Fashion. Although pressured to look perfect all the time, she does have a love and appreciation for fashion and getting dressed to attract attention, especially the guys.
  - Dogs. Has a husky named Ida much to her mother's dismay.
  - Academics. Very studious and does her best to achieve perfect As. And it does help that she is brilliant when it comes to math and science.-

| | D I S L I K E S | |

• - Getting drunk. She goes to parties but she never drinks enough to get drunk. She never trusts what's going to happen to her or what she will do if she decides to drink a little more than she needs to.
  - Beauty-obsessed/shallow people. (Especially the HOT girls.) Although sometimes she pretends to like them, she can't it when people seem to believe that beauty can last forever.

| | F E A R S | |

- She has a fear of people rejecting her so sometimes she tends to be a people pleaser.
- Fear of not doing what she truly wants to do in life.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

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| | H I S T O R Y | |

Her father is a retired Nascar driver that won several championships and her mother a Brazilian-born but America-raised model that rose to ranks of being in the top ten highest-paid models for the past five years. They lived all the way on the east coast, in Charlotte, NC, where Nascar headquarters was situated.
They lived all in a somewhat peaceable manner until her mother cheated on her dad and then her dad slept with her best friend out of revenge. Her mother, furious, filed for divorce and moved all the way back to Beverley Hills where Lee had lived when she was five.
Although she's getting familiar with some of her peers around her, she hasn't really made success in making a friend yet. She at times a little to occupied with things in her personal life, she tends to neglect relationships around her.

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A C A D E M I C S

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| | E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R A C T I V I T I E S | |

• - English horseback riding once a week
  ...and that's about it.

| | B E S T & W O R S T S U B J E C T S | |

| B E S T |
- Math
- Science

| W O R S T |

- Creative Writing
- English Literature

| | E X T R A N O T E S | |

One food I like to eat is spaghetti.
Answers to the Questions:
1. The original mean girls were called "The Unholy Trinity". H.O.T. stands for Hailey, Ophelia, and Trixie.
2. The Candies' true purpose was to be an organization of love. Ophelia leads this generation of Candies.
3. Connor led the original Elite. Five boys started it.
Dialogue Color: color=0072bc
Face Claim: Eleanor Calder

Beverly Hills High │ High School Never Ends

Interested :)

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Ah, okay

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

I'm still here lol. What happened to the chat? I can't find it anymore. Did it get deleted?

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Lisa Byrant

September 5th, 1969

Once the cops began handcuffing Nick and Jones, Lisa discreetly slipped away, not really knowing what else to do. Though not before she noticed that Alex also joined in earlier. She wondered what Alex must have thought of the whole ordeal since she and Nick appeared to be friends. She had caught a glimpse of her hiding the gold chain as well. Kind of wanting to ask her about the whole thing, she knew it was none of her business so she decided not to utter anything but instead, she left silently, back to her mac 'n cheese. She finished her food which now had grown cold and headed off to finish the rest of the school day.

The following hours as she was in class, her mind was occasionally flitting back to what had occurred during lunch. She hoped everything would resolve itself but then at the same time she knew that that wasn’t very likely. Both Nick and Jones were impulsive, stubborn individuals so she assumed things would most likely get worse before it gets better. Everyone was talking about what had happened and those who never talked to her were now, without warning pressing her with annoying, prying questions. Not one to desire attention for herself, she gave only one-worded responses and quickly grew irritated of all of it and was alleviated once the bell rang. Pushing her way through the crowd, she promptly made her way to her truck. Once inside, she leaned back and rested her head on the seat and drew in a deep breath.

“Phew, thank God it’s Friday,” she said to herself before sliding her the key into the ignition and the truck roaring to life.

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Lisa Bryant

1103 HRS

Lisa's head turned sharply towards the shouting that came from the drunken, enraged Mr. Jones as he blasted out of the school doors, his furious eyes scanning the area. Ignoring her hungry stomach, she observed intently as the ridiculous event unfolded before her. He then locked eyes with Nick who she hadn’t noticed until that moment, slamming a car’s hood loudly. Before she knew it, they were both knocked out on the cement parking lot.
Her mouth wide and her almond eyes unblinking, she abandoned her tray of food on the bench and ran towards the scene. As she arrived, she noticed a few officers just coming over as well.
She glanced over at Jones for a brief moment and shook her head in disgust. A high school teacher had to be insane to go and try attacking a student. But then again, it was Jones. And what was Nick doing messing with Jones’ car?
“Are you alright?” she inquired in a somewhat quiet voice as she looked at Nick, her arms crossed nervously once the officers shook them back to life.
Her mind was whirling with questions trying to discern what she had just witnessed. She had stayed out of the loop for so long she had no idea what was really going on around her.