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"I promise. I am a scary ass bitch that always keep her promises."

|History|
Ever since she was born, her parents knew that there was something in her that was going to make them go "That's our daughter". Growing up, she has been in multiple pageants, talent competitions and anything else that showcased her many talents. When Stephanie was four, close to being five, her parents immediately signed her up for elementary school. She went there everyday and had a story to tell every single time her parents came to pick her up. She was so happy to hang around kids just like her and around her age. During the Summer after her fifth grade graduation, her parents dropped a bombshell on her that they were moving to New York, where her father's job transferred him to. So, they spent the whole entire Summer packing and planning then jetted off to the Big Apple.

In New York, she went to a Manhattan Magnet Middle School, where she joined the cheer team. But her biggest thing was she wasn't flexible enough so she took afternoon classes with the coach to be trained in Gymnastics then it seemed like she had been doing it her whole entire life. As her middle school life rolled on, her life froze for a moment when her mother passed away with cancer. It devastated Stephanie and her father, the most. She wanted to quit cheerleading and even school but her father made sure that she didn't give up. Once she graduated at the top of her eighth grade class, she begged her father to go back to California and that's where he sent her to. But instead of living alone, she lives with her aunt. Her aunt insisted that she enroll in Crossroads Academy since she was a cheerleader in New York. Stephanie thought about it all Summer then finally enrolled herself into the academy.

Her father sent a check to her so that she could pay the tuition in full before she even started and once the first day rolled around, she was nervous and excited at the same exact time.

|High School Career|
Even since she stepped foot within the halls of Crossroads Academy, it felt like she belong there her entire life. She was only a Freshmen, yes but she still planned on ruling the halls, well, that was until she met the Queen Bee at the time, who was a bitch but a nice one, at that. Stephanie immediately went up to the extracurricular activity board and signed up for the cheerleading team and choir though really wanting to be on the cheer team. She tried out for the team and they loved what she could do and asked where did she learn those moves and what not. Stephanie told them and they immediately placed her on the squad. Stephanie was excited, stoked and even called her father to tell him the good news. She had made some friends on the cheer team and even some enemies but she just brushed them off. It seemed like her ninth grade flew by as it was over rather quickly. Stephanie was thrilled to be returning for another year.

Her tenth and eleventh grade can be summed up in one word: Awesome. She was excelling in all of her classes maintaining a 3.8 close to a 4.0 GPA. She is still on the cheerleading team, as well. She's also not having any doubts about removing herself from the academy anytime soon. Before the end of the cheerleading season, she was appointed the captain spot by the previous captain and co-captains along with the coach. She was even more thrilled and thanked everyone even the team themselves and she deemed herself to be the best captain the squad has ever seen.

It is now her Senior year and she is ready to take whatever comes her way head on. She even has at least five college applications half way filled out for when she feels the need to send them close to the end of the year. Stephanie has great plans for the future and cannot wait until her Senior year is over with.

|Good personality traits|
Ambitious ♦ Creative ♦ Open Minded ♦ Intelligent ♦ Loyal

|Bad personality traits|
Blunt ♦ Cunning ♦ Flirtatious ♦ Kind of Quick Tempered ♦ Naive

|Personality|
Stephanie often of times thinks she is a terrible and awful person when it comes to making comments about someone or a certain subject. She is very blunt towards most people and is not afraid to throw her two cents in at any given time. She definitely takes up after her mother really well when it comes to making quirky and witty remarks towards others and she often shows that side of her every chance she gets. Stephanie likes getting into witty banters with other people as she just want to really see how quick witted other people are and if they can hang with her in that area. Most people think that she is being sarcastic towards them but no, she is really just naturally sassy. Again, from her mother along with her being naive.

The only trait she'd say that she really got from her father would be her loyalty. She is very loyal towards people she befriends and her friends can give you the same input on that subject, as well. She is very loyal to the other members of the academy even though she has friends outside of the academy, as well. Anyone that steps up to her friends will also have her to deal with and it is not a pretty sight to witness.

Overall, if you like someone of Stephanie's traits then she is definitely the friend that you need to have around. She is ultimately friendly, or tries to be toward others and will befriend almost anyone. If she doesn't befriend you then she'll definitely not hesitate to rip you to shreds with her snarky words. Even though most people do not know it, she is quite intelligent and shows it off often, too. She is no Albert Einstein but she likes to think that she is close enough with her wits.

|Greatest Joys|
Her father | Milkshakes | Apple creators | Being smart | Chocolate

|Greatest Fears|
Spiders | Deep Water | Losing her captain spot | Losing her father

|Life Philosophy|
Don't Ask What The Meaning Of Life Is. You Define It.

❤ Being Captain
❤ Flirting
❤ Warm Weather
❤ Accessorizing her closet
❤ Kissing & Cuddling
❤ Romantic Novels & Movies
❤ Coffee
❤ Walking Around the Academy✘ Breaking a nail
✘ Dirty Talking Boys
✘ Class Cancellations
✘ Conversations about nothing
✘ Crying
✘ Negative environments
✘ Spicy Food
✘ Not being Queen Bee

|In Depth Appearance|
Stephanie has natural blonde hair that cascades well down past her shoulder blades. Her hair is naturally curly and she has tried straightening it but it still curls back up. Stephanie usually keeps her hair long and flowing but will often tie it up in a ponytail, too. Her eyes sparkle and shine like an emerald jewel. In the right amount of lighting, her eye color changes to a hazel green color. She stands about five feet and seven inches tall with an impressive weight of one-hundred and twenty-two pounds. She is very petite and toned and it shows well in most areas of her body. She also has pale skin with pink cheeks and most people thinks she is blushing, which she does often. Mara also has an amazing smile with pearly, white teeth that she only shows when she is laughing. She smiles with her lips covering her teeth.

|Clothing Style|
The one thing people may have noticed about Stephanie is that her clothing choices are often color coordinated along with the purse and shoes. She never wears anything mixed unless she really have to. She is an ultimate fashionista at Crossroads and her clothing style definitely showcases that.

So begins...

Stephanie Livingston's Story

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Setting

California

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Character Portrait: Stephanie Livingston

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#2016-04-14 07:31:57, as written by Sophiex

Today was the first official day back on Crossroads Academy's campus, and there was an undeniable air of excitement and jitters on campus. Throughout the morning, cars had driven up the long driveway that led onto the campus, packed to the brink with parents, children, and suitcases filled with everything a teenager could need, only to be drive right back down it a little while later, empty, and usually with teary-eyed parents. It was nothing less than a tradition, and though many felt it was sad to see their parents go, most students did genuinely like Crossroads Academy. The fact that it was located right on the beautiful California coast played a part in it, and it possessing facilities nice enough to rival top colleges was a perk too, but the relationships made while at a boarding school were different than at many normal high schools. They were stronger, or that's what many of Crossroads' students would tell you, anyway.

Like the other dorm advisers on campus, Holly and Brian had spent their mornings acquainting themselves to parents and helping students move into their rooms. They had moved on campus a few days before, and though this meant that their summers were over too, they were both glad that the school year was starting. While Holly had worked as a dorm adviser for four years, and had acted as a dorm adviser for the girls she would be living with this year since they were freshman, Brian was new to this. He had been a faculty member for Crossroads for a year before, but this was the first year that he was going to be a dorm adviser. Life circumstances combined with knowing that his paycheck would look even better if he was a dorm adviser had led him to accepting the additional position, and though he was excited, he was understandably nervous as well. He knew that this position would require him to take on an extra level of responsibility and respect for rules and guidelines, but he also knew that he had to be understanding enough to get a bunch of teenage boys to like him... or at least trust him. It was going to be an interesting experience, that much he was sure of, but he didn't have much time to worry during the morning, as he really had been busy helping kids move in. He was grateful that he had been assigned a senior dorm, only because that meant that there were slightly less parents involved. Senior students were allowed to have cars on campus, and that meant that in some cases, for those who had cars, they were driving themselves onto campus and there were a few less introductions that Brian was forced through. In the girls dorm, Holly was experiencing a similar thing, but by now she knew most of her girls' parents, and for her, introductions were welcomed anyway. She was friendly and bubbly, and far too used to this to be bothered by the first-day events.

While Brian helped some students in 3C of Chase move into their dorm, Holly was on the second floor of Wright Hall. Most of the dormitory room doors were open, with girls coming in and out as they either helped each other move into their rooms, moved into their own rooms, or were in and out socializing. She skimmed the sheet of paper in her hand that listed which room each girl was in, and once she found the name that she had starred, she headed towards dormitory room 2B. The girl's dorm had one new student this year, and Holly thought that it was best that she introduce herself and make sure that the new student, Emma, was getting settled in all right. The door to get into the dormitory was open, so Holly gently pushed it open and entered the common space of the four bedroom dorm. "Girls, is Emma here yet?" Holly called out, unsure if Emma was there herself, or if the other girls rooming there, London, Dytto or Farrah would be there. She knew the other three girls from acting as an adviser to them for the past three years, so introductions there were unnecessary, though she was glad to be back with them as well.

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California

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#2016-04-17 00:53:23, as written by Girl2Fine2

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Wright Hall, Dorm 2B, Room B

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"Ooooohhh, watch out for the ghost!" Dytto practically squealed and laughed as the character Nate played as was practically lifted into the air by a dark aura on the flat screen television. Nate chuckled from his perch in one of her chairs and the brunette tipped over, falling backwards on the plush rug in laughter. "How?" He asked, disbelieving but still knowing. "How is horror and thriller still your favorite?" Dytto stuck her tongue out before digging her hand into the bag she snuck into her dorm room behind both Holly and her mother's backs. She popped two of the vodka-infused gummy bears into her mouth and chewed before responding very intelligently with a "Shut up!" Nathan only turned back to the screen just as the music from Farrah's room seemed to change to a much louder song.

Dytto glowered at the wall that separated them. Nathan only smirked discreetly, eyes focused solely on the screen as his mind wandered back to the text Farrah sent a few minutes ago. He would have loved to go over to her room, despite Dee being right beside him. But, for one, Dytto would question him relentlessly. Two, someone who wasn't his best friend would see him. And three...then would come the question of actually leaving...would he want to? Some part of him knew that they had not thought the entire secret relationship thing through. He had literally been able to have Farrah - a different side of her, mind you - to himself for an entire summer. To have been able to touch her, kiss her - and then not and have to pretend that he never had was...befuddling. It didn't help that he already wasn't used to such...consistency. The summer had been enough to cultivate an addiction and he could admit it - at least to himself - he was addicted.

"Maybe I should go talk to her," he said, sounding disinterested though actually posing the question made his heart race. For once, Dytto didn't turn those scrutinizing blues on him. Instead, she lay on her belly on the floor - since she obviously didn't know what sitting still meant - with her phone in her hands. "Wouldn't do that. Not of the mind to deal with veiled bitchiness...not if the tramp wants to keep her weave in place." Nate shot her an unimpressed glare and a protective remark about how every strand on Farrah's head was definitely real had to be shut down, causing him to clinch his jaw as he maneuvered his character, Waylon, back behind a broken desk so as not to be caught by the big creepy psychopath he was trapped in a locked-down asylum with. "Who knows? Maybe the summer made her more agreeable," he opined with a playful smirk and Dytto snorted as she responded to a few text messages. "Yeah, ok. That or some dick...and considering she hasn't been exactly deceitful in terms of letting everyone know how much D she's gotten, I seriously even doubt that that would help." It was a bit hypocritical, yes, and highly unnecessary for Dytto's commentary. She wouldn't go on to say that she and Farrah were particularly hostile towards one another. But she also couldn't find it in her to care and there honestly wasn't any lost love between them. Besides, why should Nate care anyway? He knew she didn't like the girl from the jump.

To: Esper
Idek. Said sumthing bout meeting. Imma text her

To: Cheer Bitch
Hey, cap! Pom poms unpacked or nah?

To: Liam
Sweetie, not in a mil yrs. Talking bout queenie. Kit Kat wanted 2 tell her bout us.

Both teens looked back at the wall separating Dytto's room from Farrah's as some old Cher Lloyd song came on and Dytto had half the mind to bang on the wall to make Farrah shut the fuck up when Nate slid to a stand. The sudden movement made Dytto narrow her eyes at him. "Yeah, I'll be right back." His face remained rather impassive, a thing Dytto hated about him but also picked up from her. It was frustrating when Nate decided to do that thing, just as much as it frustrated him when she did the exact same. So, Dytto shrugged and decided not to let it bother her, grabbing the remote for the game station for herself. "Your funeral, man," was the only thing she had to say on the matter just as Fred opened her door and entered. "Freddy!" Dytto exclaimed almost immediately before the first thing he said actually registered in my mind. "First of all, I have Cheeze-its and gummy bears out here, and some other shit in the kitchen. But two, you lost because you suck and you'll lose in whatever we play, let's be very clear about that, dude!" Nate chuckled lightly at their light banter before nodding to Fred once, the hint of a smile softening his face. "Wassup?" He barely waited to hear the rest of what either had to say before continuing as he headed for the door Fred just entered through, "Be right back." He closed the door behind him as he heard Dytto futilely warn him, "Don't say I ain't warned you." Nathan just smirked before carefully watching the front door as he headed to the bedroom he remembered Farrah telling him she would be in, knocked in the door twice, before opening it upon finding it was closed. He closed the door immediately after opening it, making sure to turn the lock before eyes taking in Farrah lost in dancing. As corny as it was, he liked the way the sun danced off the darkness of her hair, giving her a glow that couldn't have been better matched even if they were in the midst of a sunset. He smirked, leaning against the door before their eyes finally met. "Having fun?" He inquired playfully, arms crossed over his chest, relaxed.

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