Sugar and Spite

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Christian Alexander Barker || Liberty High

Name

Christian Alexander Barker

Nicknames

-Chris
-Alex

Age

18 // November 7th // Scorpio

Gender

Male.

Sexuality

Pansexual.

Relationship Status

Single

Label

Jock.

Appearance Details

• Hair: Brown | Shaggy | Washed and brushed, left to do whatever it pleases.
• Eyes: Hazel.
• Height: 5'10
• Body Type: Fit and Muscular.
• Clothing Style: Casual | From jeans to cashmere sweaters, Christians closet is full of just about anything and everything. He has a collection of suits, jeans, various accessories and more. His go to ensemble is a worn out graphic t-shirt, jeans, and vans.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Various scars can be found all over his body from doing dumb guy shit and playing football. He doesn't have any tattoos yet, but has been itching to get one.

Personality Traits

Charming - Stubborn - Hard Working - Ambitious - Class Clown - Kind - Loyal - Friendly - Hot Headed - Adventurous - Reckless - Protective - Possessive

Biography

Born in Columbus Ohio, Christian was the product of a modern day some-what arranged marriage. His mother was to inherit a multibillion dollar science research company, and his father was to be the heir to a renowned wine company. They knew each other since they were kids, and their parents only thought it was logical to make sure that they married someone 'acceptable.'

Christian was born five years into their marriage, and his sister Marianne came three years later. Christian and his sister spent most of their life being taken care of by a nanny. His parents managed to make time for all major holidays (which they considered Thanksgiving and Christmas). While their mother did her best to be as present as she could, Christian would bet money that his father never even cared.

Christians child hood was just about as plain as a rich kids life could be. He had whatever toys and tech he wanted. He got to go to fancy parties, like the ones where his mom handed out awards to the doctors. He began playing football in middle school, and earned himself a spot on the team as the running back.

Christian was never what someone would consider a problem child, though he did get detention on multiple occasions for acting up in class. Once he reached high school, there were a few suspensions for fighting - mostly due to Christian taking up for his fellow classmates.

Christian looks forward to finishing his senior year at Rosefell, though he's not quite sure if he'll like it.

Family

James Barker || Age 52 || Father || Owner of White Rose Wine Company
Alexandria Clemmons-Barker || Age 48 || Mother || Owner and Director of the Clemmons Foundation
Marianna Barker || Age 15 || Sister ||

Misc.

-The Clemmons Foundation is a massive institution based in New York, New York that controls roughly over 400 million dollars in charitable funds for the advancement of medicine. Run by its chairman, Alexandria Clemmons-Barker, the foundation, along with its board, supported medical institutions that perform and provide information about abortions, stem-cell research, etc. The Foundation also recognized top surgeons bringing innovative, next-level approaches in their respective fields by awarding the coveted Clemmons Award. Christian is to inherit the Foundation.
-Drives a black 2013 Mazda 3.
-Plays the electric and acoustic guitar.
-His current favorite band is Chase Atlantic.
-His current favorite show is The Big Bang Theory. He's only on season two right now, so no spoilers!
-The Call of Duty Franchise is his favorite video game(s).
-Has a goldendoodle named Zeus.
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~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Lilith Jade Montgomery || Rosefell High || TW for self harm and suicidal ideation.

"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad." —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Name

Lilith Jade Montgomery

Nickames

• Lil
• Lily
• J
• Blue

Age

Eighteen // May 10th // Taurus

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bi-curious

Relationship Status

Single.

Label

Loveable Depressed Emo Stoner Bitch.

Appearance Details

• Hair:Milk Chocolate Brown | Straight - Mid Back Length | Usually either left down or pulled back into a ponytail or messy bun. Occasionally her hair will be braided.
• Eyes: Hazel.
• Height: Five feet, four inches.
• Body Type: Slim hour glass.
• Clothing Style: Casual | Lilith's Closet is full of band t-shirts and jeans. Most of her outfits are all black. She can nearly always be found wearing some sort of choker. She also owns a good amount of sweat shirts and hoodies, and the occasional tank top. Her Converses are her trusted footwear, though Lilith will wear a pair of boots here and there. She despises the color pink, and most of her clothing choices aren't super feminine.
• Makeup Wise: Mascara when she's feeling fancy.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings:
  • Both ear lobes are pierced.
  • Industrial piercing in right ear.
  • Helix piercing in right ear.
  • Both of her nipples are pierced.
  • Scar in the shape of a triangle on the inside of her right ankle where she feel on her bike and her foot got caught in the chain when she was ten.
  • A few self harming scars on both wrists that are normally covered by bracelets sporting her favorite bands. Most of her scars/cuts are contained to her upper thighs.

Personality Traits

On the outside looking in, Lilith is one of the most happy, socially awkward people that you could ever meet. Always saying something goofy, and having a way with words, she's the kind of girl to have a handful of friends - though she prefers spending her time alone. Having social anxiety is perhaps the reason for her social awkwardness, which causes her to say and do really random things in public. Lilith is the type of girl that may come off as a bitch from time to time. Rather this is because of her sarcastic remarks or the way she rolled her eyes - well, that's up to you.

The fun, somewhat shy, bubbly side is the mask that Lilith wears on a day to day basis. However, that's the coverup that she puts on. The truth is, Lilith suffers from depression. The girl tends to keep her emotions bottled inside and simply does her best to release them through writing, studying, and marijuana usage. Hot headed as they come, it's a fortunate thing that Lilith knows when to bite her tongue. If she blows up on you, you've had that shit coming for a long while.

Lilith is a very loyal person, and will do practically anything for her friends. She doesn't trust or get attached to to many people, so when and if you hurt her, expect her to cut you out of her life completely. A promise means everything, and she will never break one. Lilith is honest to her core, and her respect is earned. She has no time for cruel or false intentions, and expects people to treat her with that same respect.

She is typically found reading or listening to music. She enjoys YA novels like Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, and the like; There's also a good mix of adult novelists like Stephen King. With a close emotional connection to the night sky, Lilith enjoys spending hours outside at night staring at the stars. An even stronger connection to the ocean, she has no hesitation with driving down to Virginia beach for the weekend. Stubborn as can be, she sometimes has trouble accepting things as how they are. Her witty remarks often get her called sharp tongued; her dark humor winds up in her getting called crazy here and there.

The young woman hates drama, gossip, and any other thing of the sort - though she has no problem listening to it. She just doesn't want to be an actual part of it. She can typically be seen hanging out with the guys at school, because she considers females too much drama. Of course, if you ask her how she is doing, you will receive a great and a goofy thumbs up. Not being able to express herself truthfully angers her to no end, though, just like her true feelings, she doesn't let it show. In short, the girl is a half read book. To know her, you must first know the whole story.

Biography

Born in a small southern town in Western North Carolina, Lilith was the product of a one night stand. The pregnancy came as a shock to her mother Claire, who immediately called up her parents in Ohio to tell them the news. Ecstatic, John and Christine jumped at the choice to have their only daughter move back home with promises of helping with the baby. Claire was determined to make it on her own, politely declining her parents help, though the did frequently visit and exchange gifts.

Growing up with a single mother who worked long hours, Lilith was often left to be cared for by baby sitters. Claire was always sure to make sure that her daughter had whatever she needed.

It wouldn't be until Christine fell ill with lung cancer that Claire and Lilith would move to Ohio. (Lilith would be eight at the time). Wanting to be with her mother during her final days, Claire spent most of her time either at work or helping the older woman. That left Grandpa John to look after Lilith most days.

Moving multiple states away and switching schools at such a young age didn't affect Lilith much. The kids in the city were a lot more mean than the kids back home, but such was life.

Being an only child, everyone did their best to make sure that Lilith had the best and was happy. Christine showed the girl how to cook and clean. John taught her how to change the oil in a car, how to fix a sink, and other things that would help her on her path to independence. Her mother Claire worked long hours at the ER, but was always sure to make time for Lilith where she could.

Once seventh grade came around, Claire forked out the tuition fees and money for the uniforms so that Lilith could try out a new school called Liberty. Unfortunately the kids here were brutal. They made fun of everything. How her hair would sometimes be messy, or her lingering southern accent. How she walked, and the things that she liked. Lilith felt like a total outsider for both her seventh and eight grade years.

When it came time for high school, Lilith had a long talk with her mother and decided that it was best for her to return to a more familiar setting at Rosefell high. Sadly, two years of being bullied relentlessly and feeling like an outsider had already taken their toll.

Maybe it was the bullying. Maybe it wasn't. Perhaps it was the death of her grandmother Freshman year that was really the final nail in the coffin. Whatever it was that set off her depression, Lilith could never figure it out. All she knew was that she was full of self hatred. Where she used to see the world in colors she know often saw things in shads of grey. Once known to have a decent amount of friends, the young woman now spent most of her time alone.

High school came with it's own set of problems. Senior class boys that used you and tossed you away; Girls that would make fun of you for the dumbest shit. The parties full of booze and sex. Lilith's grades fell off drastically during her second semester of her Freshman year, causing her mother to become concerned. Lilith shrugged off her mothers questions, locking herself in her bedroom most of the time she was home.

The self harming started that summer. If you asked Lilith what led her to pick up the razor, she would tell you: "I feel to much." For Lilith, cutting was a way to control her emotions. She would much rather be in physical pain than emotional pain. With the self harm came the suicidal thoughts at three in the morning. While she never acted upon them, sometimes she wished that she had.

Now it's Senior year and her mother finally convinced her to try therapy.

Lilith doesn't know what she's going to do after high school. Her only dream in life is to become a surgeon, and she has no idea where to start. Truth to be told, she didn't think she'd make it this far.

Family

John Montgomery || Grandfather || Age 75 || Retired
Claire Montgomery || Mother || Age 40 || ER Nurse
Christine Montgomery || Grandmother || Deceased

Misc.

Maia Mitchell | #00FFFC
-Drives a silver '06 Honda Civic.
-Her favorite drink is Mountain Dew. The only thing she's more addicted to is Taco Bell's Crunchwrap Supreme's or Crab Rangoon. It's a close tie.
-Owns a red and white husky named Nala.
-Her favorite TV show is Grey's Anatomy.
-A proud ally/supporter of the Black Lives Matter and LGBTQ+ communities.
-Will always support her friends unless they're being big dumb.
-Occasionally plays video games like The Sims, Halo, and Call of Duty.
-She's a bookworm. Her 'to read' list literally never stops growing.
-Has a soft spot for tall, lanky boys with shaggy hair, sad eyes, and a strong jawline.
-Also has a weakness for hot goth girls that could easily break every bone in her body.
-Is always down to try new food - ESPECIALLY if it's cheesy or if it's pasta.
-Likes to create characters and write short stories in her various notebooks.
-Always writes with a pen unless told otherwise by a teacher or something.
-Loves to smoke weed. Often jokes that her bongs are her greatest treasures. Her family knows that she smokes. Her grandfather doesn't really agree with it, though keeps his opinion to himself. Lilith often smokes in her bedroom or outside out of respect for her grandfather.
-Pop punk is her favorite genre of music. Lately she's been listening to a lot of Green Day, Halsey, Sasha Sloane, Fletcher, and Panic! At The Disco.
-My favorite part of Halloween is spooky PJ's and socks.

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Erin Jude Blake

Name

Erin Jude Blake

Nicknames

• E
• Some people just call her Jude.

Age

Twenty // November 28th.

Gender

Female.

Sexuality

Polyaramous Bisexual.

Relationship Status

Single.

Appearance Details

• Hair: Blonde || Mid-back length and straight || Usually left free falling or pulled up into a bun. Erin doesn’t focus on her hair that much.
• Eyes: Ocean Blue.
• Height: Five feet, ten inches.
• Body Type: A thin hourglass shape. Erin has long legs, tanned skin from being outdoors a lot, and just enough booty to make you look.
• Clothing Style: On most days, Erin is damn near always seen in jeans. Her closet is full of skinny jeans and denim shorts, most of which are high waisted. For footwear, Erin loves hiking boots and Vans. Her selection of tops is all over the place, and she goes bare faced for the most part. She does enjoy getting dressed up from time to time, and enjoys wearing skirts.
• Makeup Wise: Mascara, and lip gloss. Eyeliner when she’s feeling super fancy. Erin doesn’t really like to wear make up for the most part.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Both of her earlobes are pierced. She also has a helix piercing in her right ear, and her belly button is pierced as well. She leaves the jewelry out of her bellybutton piercing the majority of the time.

Personality Traits

Most people who have met Erin describe her as being like a puppy. She’s inviting, gives out compliments like candy, and is always eager to please. She’s nearly always cheerful, and tends to look on the brighter side of things. Erin floats around the school grounds taking pictures of everyone and everything - sometimes capturing things she doesn’t intend to. Erin is the sort of person that has a heart of gold, and treats others the way that she wants to be treated.

Erin is loyal to a fault, and always tries to see the best in people. This often lands her in some very sad and sticky situations when people turn out to not be who she thought that they were. Erin has a very hard time telling people no, and is known to be very trustworthy. Erin often finds herself harboring peoples secrets, and has never leaked anything to anyone unless someone was in danger. Much like her father, Erin is corny, and always has a pun up her sleeve. Erin also gets her compassion and caring nature from her father, and does her best to spread the love.

Do not be fooled by her good side.

Erin also has a badass for a mother, and learned things over the years from her as well. Erin gets her bluntness from her mother, but she tries to word things in a friendly manner. Her mother is also determined and confident - two other things that translated well into Erin’s personality. Her mothers flirtatious and sexual side also transferred over. Of course, the one thing that it seems all the children in the Blake family inherited from their mother is her temper.

It takes a lot to push Erin to her limit, as she’s a very patient, kind, and forgiving person. But piss her off one good time, and you’ll find yourself pinned up to a wall while those blue eyes start to look more like flames.

Biography

”Er… Hi. I’m Erin. Erin Jude Blake. Third and final child of the Blake family, and the only girl. My brothers and I came into this world as a set of three on Thanksgiving Day. Mom and dad were celebrating their engagement one night, and knew they wanted kids. They just didn’t expect all of us to come at once.

My mom is Jasper Blake. Some of you might know her as Jasper Delamar. She’s a world renowned chef, owning five restaurants located in LA, New York, Paris, London, and then Charlotte, North Carolina. All of these restaurants specialize in different foods and different settings and they’ve all been awarded at least one Michelin Star. She’s also the star of the cooking show ’Cooking With Confidence: At Home with Jasper Blake.’ She also has another show that’s in the works to be produced right now, but she’s not given us that many details on it.

My Dad is Nathaniel Harvey Blake III - a famous photographer. Growing up, you could say that I was a daddy’s girl. Dad had a camera, so I had to have one. Dad took pictures, so I had to take pictures. Dad had jokes, so I had to have jokes… you get the point. I always wanted to be like dad. I still do.

I guess I should tell you about my brothers. There’s Nate the fourth - or Neal, as he likes to be called. I got dad’s photography, and Neal got mom's cooking gene. Neal got more of dad's personality like me, and Damon wound up with moms. We’re still waiting on him to find his special talent, but we love him all the same without one.

I started messing around with photography probably when I was like… six, I think? Dad helped me hold the camera up so that I could take pictures and such. It just sort of grew from there. Growing up on five hundred acres in the middle of the North Carolina wilderness meant that I had a lot of opportunities for taking bomb ass pictures - especially when it snowed. Sometimes I would pack up and just go out there for a week or two at a time and just camp, trying to find the best shots. I’ve always felt pretty at home with nature. We moved to Edenridge the summer before freshman year, and we kept our home in NC as a getaway. We moved here because Mom and her brother have always been super close, and since Uncle Ty and Aunt Junie moved here, so did we.

School was school. It’s not my favorite thing in the world, but it’s there, and I really liked it at Edenridge high, at least until… the shooting.

Let me make it clear that I never blamed Charlie - I blamed us - all of us that missed the signs and the warnings, and I blame myself most of all for not being there for him when he needed me to be. Charlie and I really hit it off Freshman year, and then after everything with Allison…. I just wonder what would have happened if I had reached out to him more.

I was in the cafeteria for the shooting. I remember hiding in the kitchen, and peaking around the corner. Charlie saw me, and he started walking over, and I…. started begging for my life. I kept reminding him of that science project that we did together, and I had no idea if he was going to… going…. Going to…..

In the end, he walked away. I think the cops had come in and he took off running or something. Everything is sort of blurry, and I just… I don’t like to think about it.

I finished off the school year fine enough, I guess. Nothing… has really been right since the shooting. At least not for me.

My cousin, Serena, started drinking even more. Neal and Damon ended up just as scared as I did. Maybe more. I’ve been traveling to different places in an attempt to build up my portfolio. I’m coming back to Edenridge for the reunion.

Family

Nathaniel Blake Harvey III - Father
Jasper Vivonna Blake (Formerly Delamar) - Mother
Neal Blake - Older brother (technically)
Damon Blake - Older brother (technically)

Misc.

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• Font: Handwriting -> Nella Sue Demo
• She’s the youngest, the only girl, and the tallest triplett of the bunch. Erin loves to tease her brothers about their height.
• Owns a Mojave Banana ball python named Louie.
• Is very active on social media. Erin has three instagram accounts. The first one is a joint account with her brother, Neal. Neal is a food stylist, so Erin takes pictures of his work and they post them online so that they may both get practice.
  
  • Her second account is for her solo work. Here you can find pictures of nature, people, and other various things. She’s always looking for people to model for her. Her tag for this instagram is simply her name: @Erin_Blake.
  • Erin’s third and final Instagram account is for her to do normal teen shit on. Pictures of her, her friends, and her adventures can be found here. The tag for this account is @Nature_Baby
• She's also active on Facebook, Snapchat, and TikTok (she posts her failed dancing attempts and nature videos here).
• Erin snorts when she laughs, causing her to blush and laugh even harder from embarrassment.
• She’s allergic to cashews, celery, and watermelon.
• She’s obsessed with the movie Dirty Dancing. The dancing, the music, the Swayze. She loves everything about it.
• Erin is handy in the kitchen, though she is nowhere near as creative or as good as her brother, Neal.
• She speaks English, Spanish, and Italian.
• Erin loves classical music, and the older music of the 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s. She’ll listen to today's current music, and even enjoys most of it - but her heart lies in the oldies.
• Despite her innocent and wholesome appearance, Erin is actually a pretty sexual and flirtatious person.
• She loves marijuana.
• She currently works as a freelance photographer, and has been hired to do photo shoots for a few big named magazines and famous people.
• Drives a solid black Jeep Wrangler.

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Bradley Elijah King

Name

Bradley Elijah King

Nicknames

• Brad
• Eli

Age

Twenty

Gender

Cis Male.

Sexuality

Bisexual.

Relationship Status

Single

Appearance Details

• Hair: Brown | Straight | Bradleys hair is cut short on the sides, and left to grow freely on top. His hair is roughly six inches long, and is sometimes combed back when he needs to look professional.
• Eyes: Hazel
• Height: Five feet, ten inches.
• Body Type: Mesomorph - Abbs for days, muscled physique.
• Clothing Style: Casual | Jeans and random t-shirts. The occasional button down. He still wears Converse sneakers.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings:Small cuts and burns decorate Bradleys arms. He has a large burn scar on his right upper arm.

Personality Traits

Creative - Headstrong - Romantic - Charming - Impulsive - Caring - Supportive - Well Mannered - Loner - Emotionally Distant

Biography

Bradley was born and raised in Ednenridge his whole life, and has never left the state of Massachusetts.

He was the product of a one night stand on Prom night. His father - John - proposed to his mother - Samantha - shortly after she announced the news. Both of them came from families with strong faiths, opinions, and traditions - so the kids did what they thought needed to be done. John was prepared to work at his fathers mechanic shop in order to support his family; Samantha wanted an abortion. The young couple clashed and finally came to a compromise - Samantha would have the child, but would give up her parental rights to John and would want nothing to ever do with said child. Fully for the challenges of parenting, John agreed.

Bradley lived a fairly normal life in a double side on the more southern part of town with his father and grandfather. Both of them assisted in raising Bradley to be a kind hearted, respectful gentleman. He started playing football from a young age, and was a Quarterback for most of his time as a player - including all of his time at Edenridge High. He maintained a steady C average for most of his time spent in school, and spent most of his afternoons in his family's mechanic shop.

Bradley thrived in high school. He was liked by many, had excellent luck in the dating department, and saved up money while working at the shop. When he turned 16, Bradley’s grandfather gave him his 1969 Baby Blue Mustang. He finally worked up the courage to ask out his longtime crush - Lexi. She said yes, and over the course of the next year the two of them fell madly in love. Bradley found out that Lexi was pregnant the summer before Senior year, and instantly jumped at the chance to support Lexi no matter her decision. The young woman decided to keep her child, with support from the King family. Lexi had to move in with the Kings following her announcement, due to her family kicking her out of the home.

Both Bradley and Lexi intended to finish highschool and support each other through it all.

Charlie ruined that plan.

The morning the shooting happened, Bradley and Lexi had arrived early that morning in the cafeteria for breakfast. When Charlie opened fire on the room, Lexi was hit in the throat and right leg while getting up to throw away her trash. Bradley rushed to her side, doing her best to control the bleeding, and making her the promise that everything was going to be okay.

Nothing was okay after that day.

Bradley’s grades slacked off. The Coach was lenient and allowed him some time to get back on track, and heavily encouraged him to do so. Bradley barely made it through Senior year, but ended up with his diploma. After school ended, Bradley fell into somewhat of a sad pattern. He wakes up every day and helps his father run Kings Mechanics, comes home to cook, watch the evening news, and lay out on the ceiling of the house to stare at the stars while listening to shitty Indie music.

The young man spends his days feeling as if he’s just floating mindlessly through life. He’s desperately trying to find something or someone to change his outlook on life.

Family

John King - Father
Richard King - Grandfather
Samantha Davis - Estranged Mother

Misc.

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• Font: Handwriting -> fourHand_TRIAL
• Bradley is an insomniac
• Lowkey has thought about going to therapy in order to get help with his issues due to the shooting.
• Bradley suffers from a mild paranoia, and anxiety.
• Losing Samantha, his unborn child, and a few other friends that day has made Bradleys outlook for the future very dim.
• He works at the family’s mechanic shop, Kings Mechanics. They specialize in oil changes, brake changes, engine repairs, etc.
• Bradley loves to cook.
• He can play the guitar.
• His best friend is his dog. Turnip is a five year old Saint Bernard.

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Serena Felicity Delamar

Name

Serena Felicity Delamar

Nicknames

Rena is the only common one she answers too.

Age

Twenty // November 29th // Sagittarius

Gender

Cis Female. (She/Her/They/Them)

Sexuality

Pansexual, with a strong lean towards females and feminine features.

Relationship Status

Single

Appearance Details

Hair: Naturally a very dark brown color || Waist length and straight || Serena has a collection of colorful wigs that she wears, her favorite and most frequent being her peach colored wig. She also has wigs in the colors of orange, platinum blonde, and red. She also has wigs in the colors of silver, purple, and blue, and shorter versions of her red and orange wigs. Serena really likes to switch things up.
Eyes: She inherited her father’s baby blues.
Height: Five feet, seven inches.
Body Type: Serena’s body is best described as a pear shape. She has a smaller chest, and wider hips.
Clothing Style: Serena dresses in a goth like fashion, though nothing too heavy. Most of her clothes are black, and her love of fishnets runs deep. She loves to wear skirts, and her favorite choice for tops is tank-tops. While she dresses cute, girly, and goth on most days, Serena has no problem throwing on a pair of sweatpants and rolling with it.
Makeup Wise: Serena always wears winged liner and mascara. On occasion, she will wear eyeshadows, and she loves to come up with makeup looks inspired to match her wigs and outfits. Her lipsticks are often nude and dark colors. Serena gets her nails done regularly in a short stiletto shape. Her nails are most often times painted black.
Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings:

• A rose tattoo that starts between her breasts, and runs vertically down to her stomach.
• The face of a tiger holding a woman in its mouth located on her right upper arm.
• A plague doctors headpiece inside of a blooming rose, located on her upper right thigh.
• Right above her previously listed tattoo is a quote in cursive that wraps around the front of her thigh. It says “No matter how hard you try, I’ll always belong in the sky.” It symbolizes and means nothing. She was drunk and liked the way that it sounded, so she slapped it on her body.
• On her right leg, located under her knee, Serena has a few more tattoos. A moth with a skull on its back, an umbrella with raindrops falling beneath it, and another skull with a rose growing and blooming out of it.
• Another tattoo in a cursive font, located underneath her right shoulder blade that says ”we’ve got obsessions.”
• Her favorite Tattoo is the knife through a rose that she has on the inside of her upper right arm.
• Both of her earlobes are pierced twice.
• Industrial, helix, and daith piercings in her right ear as well.
• The left side of her nose is pierced.
• Most of Serena’s jewelry is either gold or platinum.

Personality Traits

Upon meeting Serena, your first assumption may be that she is a shy person. While that’s far from the truth, Serena isn’t the most social person out there. You’ll notice the way that her eyes seem to watch your every move, as she tries to get a feel for your character. Serena will greet you, and even carry on small talk. Just don’t expect her to enjoy it very much.

While overall cold and antisocial, Serena tends to pick and choose her friends as those who calm her or bring joy. She is charming, stylish, and confident. Loyal and creative. Charismatic and daring - always searching for her next adrenaline fix. She’s always curious about people, and how their minds work - forever studying those around her.

Serena can be a bit difficult to get along with. She’s opinionated, strong willed, and when it comes to the select few people she allows to get close she can be possessive, territorial, and sometimes just outright toxic. She’s trying to improve.

Biography

”I’m going to do my best to keep this short.

My father is Tiberius Delamar - tattoo artist to the stars. My mother is Junie Baby Delamar - formerly Macmillian. She’s an amazing artist. They met in college. Fell in love. Traveled the world, got married, worked through dad’s drinking problem and had three children.

The first of us was named Spencer. A year older than me, Spence is the only one of us that got moms red hair. I was always sort of jealous… he’s on the wrestling team at Beverly Hills High. He’s a Senior there.

The second child was me. I guess you could say I was the bad child of the lot.

And then there’s Sylvie - a freshman. The apple of everyone’s eye, she’s a total daddy’s girl. Pure and innocent, she’s the best of us all.

My childhood was great. My parents gave me everything that I wanted, within reason. We had our freedom. Mom and dad never came in our rooms, never went through our phones, and enforced reasonable curfews. We moved here when I was 13. My parents wanted to try out small town life for a brief moment and ended up falling in love with it.

Life in Edenridge has been… interesting for me. My grades were good, and there’s a surprising amount of trouble that can be found in the small towns. I started getting into a lot of trouble the summer before Senior year. Everyone knows the class of 2016 was cursed as hell and then there… then… there…. Was the…. Then there was the shooting.

I didn’t know Charlie - we ran in different crowds - but I’ll never forget how he threw open the door to my AP Bio class and just started shooting. Everyone scattered. Blood was everywhere and I --- I can’t talk about this anymore. Yeah. The shooting fucked me up, what else is there to say?

Anyway.

After we graduated, mom and dad wanted me to get sober and go to college. So what did I do? I convinced them that what I really needed to do was travel the world. They sent me to rehab for a few weeks, but it failed.

So now here we are, and I’m returning home for a family reunion. We’ll see how this goes.”

Family

Tiberius Nero Delamar - Father
Junie Baby Delamar Macmillian - Mother
Spencer Delamar - Older brother
Sylvie Delamar - Younger sister

Misc.

Arielle Chartrand | FFC6AA

• Font: Cursive -> Jellyka Bees Antique Handwriting
• Despite her outward appearance, you’ll be shocked to find that Sereans room is decorated in both pastels, and lots of black.
• She’s obsessed with the Disney character, Stitch.
• She sings in the shower, and in the car. She has a pretty decent voice, but is to self conscious to sing in front of anyone.
• Serena is big on writing letters to people.
• Serena also keeps a journal full of short stories, cringey fan fiction, her thoughts, and even her own spicy fantasies.
• She loves the band Panic! At The Disco. Most of her music is dad rock, metal, and pop punk bands.
• Her drink of choice is vodka. She also smokes weed.
• She loves, loves, loves roses.
• Likes the beach too, especially at sunset.
• Being an artist runs in the family. Serena began painting with acrylics at the age of seven, and eventually ventured out into oil paintings. She can also be found sketching on just about any surface. (Her arms, legs, jeans, etc are often covered with doodles - as well as her notebooks, journals, and sketchbooks). Most of the time she does her drawings in pencil, but does enjoy doing charcoal pieces as well.
• She plays the ukulele and piano.
• Serena works as a lingerie model, and sells some of her paintings on the side.
• Due to the shooting, Serena now has PTSD and night terrors.
• Her theme song is Is It Just Me by Sasha Sloan.
• Aesthetic.

Edenridge

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Getting out of her vehicle, Serena picked up her newly acquired bottle of Grey Goose from the passenger seat and tucked it into her purse. Did she care that the bottle of vodka was sticking halfway out of her purse? Fuck no.

Walking into the diner, Serena watched the scene in front of her with a bored expression as she waited on her cousin's guaranteed-to-be-over-excited greeting. Heels clicking as she walked, Serena moved to stand beside Erin and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Turning to watch as Lanie walked away, the young woman sighed.

”Tragic,” she said, rolling her eyes and turning back to face her cousin. Her voice had been just loud enough to make sure that Lanie could hear her as she was walking out the door. ”Imagine being so insecure over - ” her eyes glanced over to Roddy ”that.”

Embracing her other half with an overly bright smile on her face, Erin scoffed and rolled her eyes in return.

”As if he’s the one of them I’d choose to bang,” she sighed, already beginning to walk over to her and Serena’s favorite booth in the back right corner.

Serena laughed one silent laugh. ”You have always had a thing for milfs.”

Sitting down, the girls took their respective sides of the booth; Erin on the right, Serena on the left. Putting her purse into the seat next to her, Serena passed a menu to Erin before picking up one for herself. Nothing had changed.

”So!” Erin said cheerfully. ”What’s been up in your mysterious world.”

”Nothing much,” Serena responded, still looking at her menu. ”Finding love in all of the wrong places, making bad decisions, being hot - you know, my usual.”

At that time, the waitress walked over to greet herself. She looked around high school age, with dark hair and eyes. She seemed sweet enough.

”I’ll have a short stack of strawberry pancakes, a side of sausage, and a cup of apple juice, please,” Erin told the waiter, somehow still smiling.

”A short stack of blueberry pancakes for me,” Serena followed up. ”Side of bacon. Cup of orange juice, and an extra cup on the side.”

”Thanks!”

With the waiter gone, Erin was planning on bugging her cousin about her latest adventures, but wound up checking her phone for the new message that had just came through seconds before. It was from her mother, Jasper.

Her eyes scanning the paragraph, Erin’s facial expression went from bubbly and excited to worried and confused.

Screwing the top back on her vodka, Serena looked up at the blonde. ”What is it, love?”

”Serena…. I--”

Just then the waitress walked back over, obviously nervous.

“Excuse me, ma’am, but I just watched you make yourself an alc---”

Holding up a single finger, Serena silenced the younger girl and handed her a hundred dollar bill from her pocket.

”Listen. We both know you don’t get paid enough to care about or deal with this shit, right, sugar?” Letting her flirtatious nature peak through ever so slightly, Serena smirked. ”Now. Do me a favor and go tell the manager that if they have any issues, they should come talk to me face to face and stop using you as the messenger, okay?”

Both confused and shocked, the waiter simply nodded her head and walked back to the kitchen.

”Now. What were you saying?”

”We need to talk.”

”About?” she retorted.

”Uncle Ty and Auntie Junie and mom and dad and basically the whole family have been keeping something from you because we’ve been worried and --”

Clearly beginning to become angry, Serena glared at Erin. ”Wha --?!”

”Nope! My turn! Hush!”

Taking a drink of her makeshift screwdriver, Serena still continued to glare at her cousin. Erin was the only one that Serena would listen to besides her mother, Junie, and she knew it.

”We’ve been getting… letters. All of us. You… me… the boys… Mom’s been talking to some of the other parents and so have some of the other kids we went to school with. I… I don’t think it’s an accident. And the letters…. They…. Rena…. They have to do with the shooting - with Charlie.”

Her blood turning ice cold, Serena kept her mouth shut as a nervous Erin tried to find the right words to use.

”According to mom, the letters say to meet at the old high school at eight.”

”Tonight?”

Erin nodded her head.

Pulling her bottle of vodka from her purse, Serena placed it on the table between them. ”Looks like we’re both going to need this. Are you… do you want to go tonight?”

”Neal and Damon are. They want to get to the bottom of it.”

”Fuck!” Rolling her eyes once more, Serena took a gulp from the bottle.

”You… keep drinking that. I think I might need to drive.”

”Good idea.” Exchanging the liquor for pancakes, Serena ripped a piece of one off before shoving it into her mouth. After a few moments of awkward silence, she asked a question she already knew the answer too. ”So we’re going?”

”Yep.”

”Fuck.”

”Yep again.”

Deciding that she needed to do some digging, Serena finally messaged Mei back.

’You know anything about these letters?

Rosefell High.

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Chatting with Cade and the rest of the group, Christian was too caught up in how delicious his burger was to notice what was going on inside the house. It was only when he was halfway through his second burger that Christian noticed he didn’t have anything to drink. Bidding farewell to Cade, Elezar, and Spike, Christian departed the grilling station for the house.

When he got about halfway there, Christain became more aware of the sound of shouting coming from inside. It was hard to see through the crowd, but he was more than certain that there was some sort of argument going on. Still determined to complete his original mission of getting everyone to get along, Christian took a deep breath and marched on - stopping for a quick second to grab the water hose and turn it on.

While turning on the water, Christian heard a somewhat familiar voice from inside the house shouting over the roar of the voices. With the water hose in one hand, and a burger in another, Christian made his way into the house as far as he could. Most of the people around him were drunk and paying attention to Trixie, allowing him to only get a few strange looks and giggles as he drug the hose into the house.

Stopping about ten feet from where the fight was happening, Christian stood amongst the crowd and continued to nom away on his burger. Trixie was doing a good job changing the overall mood of the crowd. She had said mostly what Christian wanted to say - only it was how she wanted to say it.

Now it was his turn to say things his way.

Spraying the ceiling with the water hose, Christian shouted over the crowd as the water rained down upon them all.

”YOU FUCKING HEARD HER! Now stop acting like fucking idiots. Next person to even try and start something will be thrown the Hell out! UNDERSTOOD?”

There was a mixture of replies from the crowd. Some continued to shout ‘DRINK’, while others rolled their eyes or gave a thumbs up.

As someone began to call out for the teams to assemble, Christian let the garden hose fall to the floor with a sigh.

Now he really needed something to drink.

Rosefell High.

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While Alina gave her the run down on the nameless boy, Raven looked him up and down. He had this sort of quiet, reserved charm to him that Raven couldn’t quite explain, but she found it quite intriguing. Her thoughts were interrupted by a certain someone smirking at her from behind Hunter.

Theo was headed somewhere with a helpless girl's hand wrapped in his own. Raven silently began praying to the gods, her blood running cold. Theo was a monster, and someone had to warn the other girl about him - but Raven was too much of a coward. Theo had done massive damage to her last year, and Raven wasn’t quite sure she wanted to get re-involved with all of it.

After Alina was finished singing his praises, Raven took another much needed drink from the bottle of Patron and shook Hunters hand. Alina’s body language didn’t go against what she was saying, so she must have truly meant what she was saying. That was a good thing for Hunter.

”Alina vouched for you, so you’re off to a good start,” she stated emotionlessly. ”We could absolutely play some sort of game. I need to get wasted.”

Enter Theo running through the house with Random Girl slung over his shoulder.

Visibly cringing, Raven did her absolute best to not dart out the door and back to the safety of her own home. Alina was the one who sent the SOS, but Raven was the one that really needed the support.

The sound of a huge splash and a group of people cheering from outside caused Raven to look right past Hunter one more time - just long enough to see Theo kiss his newest target.

Another drink.

”What are we waiting for,” she asked, looking back and forth between Alina and Hunter. ”Let’s party.”

Rosefell High.

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The main goal of Christians party was for people to meet other people, and it turned out that standing by the grill was the perfect place to do just that.

Sipping on his drink and stuffing his face, Christian listened to the conversations going on around him while he quickly ate his first burger. An interesting figure that apparently went by the name of Grisha had approached that party. Christian wasn’t really sure what to make of the guy, but welcomed his presence nonetheless.

Nodding his head simply at Tylers statement, Christian watched as she walked away - very tempted to follow after her. However, Cade’s comment was what drew him back in.

”Don’t say shit like that dude,” Christian said, looking at Cade with a hint of concern. ”I spent money on all of this shit for everyone. So please. Go grab a bottle of the most expensive shit you can find, eat some shrooms, do a line of coke off of someone's boobs - I don’t care. But I would prefer if you had a good time tonight, ya know what I’m sayin’?”

Rosefell High.

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Nicholas met Billie’s sass equally with that of his own, and Billie would have expected nothing less - just like Nicholas should expect that his sass would only piss her off further.

”You’re really going to stand there and act like you aren’t flirting with your Tramp of Choice?” she retorted, crossing her arms across her chest.

The truth was that Billie needed her brother, but there was no way she was ever going to admit that. She was too proud, and way too independent. The truth was that the transition from Liberty to Rosefell had been stressful on the twins - not to mention that both of their parents were out of town for work, and Fiona was away at college.

”You always do this, Nick. You find some red head, flip on the charm switch, become a complete ass and settle for someone completely beneath you. It astoundingly perplexes me every time.”