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||Full Name||
Oliver Nicolai Grace
"My grandparents are Russian...so yeah."

||Nickname||
Ollie, Nico, Grace, Hot Head, Ken Doll
"Ken Doll and Hot Head are more insults than anything."

||Birthday||
February 14th, 1996
"Go on make all the jokes you want."

||Age||
18
"My sweet sixteen was SICK!!"

||Sexual Orientation||
Closeted Homosexual
"I like the girls bro."

||Grade Level||
11th
"Yeah...I kind of failed."

||Hometown||
Manhattan, New York
"NEW YORK GOOOOO!"

||Character Role||
Prince Charming ~ or ~ Athlete

Personal Life

||Family||
Jason Grace|| Father || 46 ||Alive~ Oliver doesn't really know his father in a person way. Never really talking to him, until his freshman year when he became running back of the football team at his school. Eventually he and his father talked for a bit. He still talks to him a bit, though he lives with him. He talks to him less than a normal family would.

Danielle Grace || Mother || 23 || Deceased~ Oliver never really knew his mother, considering she had died in a house fore when he was three. But he always keeps a picture of her in his wallet, and necklace he wears.

Kiara Grace-Nickols || Step-Mother || 38 || Alive~ Oliver doesn't really mind his step-mother, but he won't call her mom or anything either. He has a burning hatred for her children, as they are stuck up. He doesn't like the fact she keeps trying to replace his mother.

Alecson Grace-Nickols || Step-Brother || 23 ||Alive~ Oliver hates his step-brother due to the fact, he is bullied by him for not being able to read strongly. Often in turn, they get into physical fights, he has an absolute hatred for his step-sibling.

James Grace-Nichols || Step-Brother || 16 || Alive~ The least bullying of his step-family, but still not very liked from Oliver's view point.
"I hate them all to be honest, except my mom.....may she rest in peace."

||Home Life||
Oliver was born to lawyer, Jason Grace, and his wife Danielle Grace. Being so consumed in his work, his father never spent much time with him. So his mother took care of him as a stay at home mom. She and him were the best of people, and he always did anything to make her life easier. When he turned three, he and his parents were in the living room of the house. The adults started to smell smoke, and Danielle told Jason to get their son out of the house, and Jason did as told.

As soon as they got out of the house, it exploded. Leaving Danielle in the house to die. Jason then became an alcoholic, often having his sister come over to his house to watch his son. For a few years, Jason ignored Oliver's existence. Oliver tried very hard to get his father to notice him, until one day Oliver asked if he could sign up for foot ball. His father, heard it and was over the moon, so he of course said yes. This was in Oliver's 5th grade year, and he liked the fact his father paid attention to him now.

His seventh grade year, everything changed. Instead of it being him and his father, it was his father and his girlfriend plus her two kids. One around Oliver's age, and one a few years older. He hated them, with a burning passion, because they both nonstop teased him about being short, or running like a girl. Just typical stuff. This was until later in his eighth grade year, when his science teacher gave him a science project with a partner. He had highly enjoyed the project, because it was with his best friend.

They were working over at the friend's house, alone, and his friend had stopped working. They had almost completed the project, until he felt his best friend's lips on him, He freaked out because he liked it, and hid that part of him away....forever. He treated his friend like complete and utter crap, pushing in into lockers and typical bully stuff. He later his freshman year, found out he had dyslexia, and was held back because his reading was rather off and he couldn't pass any classes.
"Is this really necessary?"

||Academic Career||
Well, money. His father was a lawyer, so he's bound to have loads of money. Wanting a good education for his middle son, he paid full tuition without batting an eyelash.
"Yeah, dad's pretty loaded. But that only means I get my own credit card....no limits."

||Future Plans||
He has no plans whatsoever, but he does want to become a bartender, or an actor. But his father said he should become a lawyer, but with his grades he highly doubts he could.
"I never really thought about it I suppose, I mean it's so confusing.

Disposition

||Personality||
Cocky || Introverted || Silent || Angered Easily || Insecure
Oliver is a rather complicated person, with several fronts, and several backgrounds. He tends to be whoever he's with.

Around his family, Oliver is one of the quietest boys you'll ever meet. He doesn't really speak much, because of his step-siblings. Often in his room reading comics, or playing video games. More the last, because of his dyslexia, it even effects him while reading comics. Whenever he is out and around his family, he is often teased by his elder step-brother due to his hiding in his room. He often gets into physical and verbal fights with the man, and is usually blamed for it. He only attempts to talk to hit younger step-brother, when he's concerned about things, because though he might be a dick, he isn't as bad as his elder brother.

Around friends, Oliver is a cocky little shit. Often, making sexist or idiotic remarks, he's known as a player. He seems to be rarely nice to anyone except his friends. Rather flirty, with any female he comes in contact with, he tends to hit on everyone without noticing. He's known to get in a few fights at school as well, as people ager him by calling him a closet case. To be the truth only one person knows his secret, and thats himself. But he is an asshole, who bullies people, much like Karofsky from "Glee" he bullies them because he either likes them, or they remind him on himself.

When alone, Oliver is a depressed teenager. Diagnosed, with depression, anxiety, and dyslexia. He realizes he won't be normal. He's rather insecure, about his own sexuality and his own appearance. He tends to bully himself, mentally as he attempts to read, but he calls himself stupid and hits his head. He doesn't like his homosexuality, and denies it because his family won't like him and his step-siblings will beat him up even more.
"Stupid fucking brain....stupid eyes."

||Hobbies||
Football ~ Video Games ~ Running ~ Parkour ~ Writing ~ Singing ~ Dancing
"FUCK YEAH FOOTBALL!"

||Bad Habits||
Over Thinking ~ Hypocrite ~ Bullying ~ Hitting Himself ~ Self Abuse
"..."

||Likes||
Candy ~ Sports ~ Monster ~ Anime ~ Comics
"I love candy."

||Dislikes||
His Homosexuality ~ His Dyslexia ~ His Step-Family ~ Fire ~ Being Shirtless
"I'm not very comfortable."

Physical Description

||Face Claim||
Blake Jenner
"The guys pretty decent looking....I mean...."

||Height||
5'11
"Hnph."

||Weight/Build||
Oliver is a pretty decent weighed guy, weighing in at around 160 lb, but most is muscle. He has a well defined body, but is rather insecure of it for unknown reasons. But he does have a six-pack, and rather large biceps and triceps,
"I don't swim with my shirt off...."

||Hair Color||
Golden Brown

||Eye Color||
Hazel/More Green

So begins...

Oliver Grace's Story

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Manhattan, NY

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Character Portrait: Sebastian Huntington Jr.

Character Portrait: Charlotte H. Buchanan

Character Portrait: Juniper Willow Grigsby

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#2015-03-30 01:30:57, as written by royals

It's Thursday, September 4th, and for the students of Constance Billard School for Girls and Saint Jude's School for Boys, that means that school is back in session. Both schools are located only a couple of blocks away from each other in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, the neighborhood where most of the students reside in.

Although today is the first day of the school year, academic classes are not in session until tomorrow. Today is the day of the "welcome assembly", where the upperclassmen of both schools will come to Constance Billard from 9:30 to 11:30, and the underclassmen from 11:30 to 1:30. The short day will allow the Head of School to welcome the students back, and address any changes that have occurred over the summer. Students will also have an opportunity to socialize with their friends and possibly new classmates, and introduce themselves to their teachers for the year. Textbooks will also be available for pickup.

Later that night, Sydney Vale will be hosting her annual back-to-school party at her home. This year's theme is black & white, but even dressing in one of the colors won't guarantee that you'll get in if you didn't receive one of the exclusive invitations this summer.

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#2015-03-31 10:46:57, as written by Dumisa

She stirred slightly in her bed as she heard movement in the house. Her ears twitched when the alarm ranged out as she groaned then rolled back over as Sienna turned it off, or someone did. Hailey had stayed up all night last night with Sienna, talking and laughing and basically reminiscing about the awesome Summer that they had. Touring was so hard to do especially when you had to go to school and everything. It was really rough. Hailey did not even want to get up this morning but did anyway when the alarm went off again, seeing that Sienna placed a plate on the nightstand then felt Sienna shake her. "I'm getting up." She said softly with another groan, waving Sienna off.

Hailey is definitely not a morning person and it shows. She woke up and pressed her back against the pillows then leaned over and grabbed the plate, taking a small bite out of the empanadas and letting out a soft moan of delicious pleasure. Hailey got up from the bed and basically did what Sienna had just did, going out of Sienna room and walking to the guest room, where she was suppose to be sleeping but didn't make there last night because of her and Sienna's endless conversations. She rummaged through her closet, looking for something for herself to wear and with a raised brow, she picked out a shirt, which had the upper left side hang down a little bit, revealing a little bit of shoulders. Hailey grinned when she pulled out a pair of short shorts, along with a pair of converses to match then entire coloration of the outfit. She'd ask Sienna how did this outfit look as she wanted to make a good impression among her peers.

Once Sienna emerged herself from the bathroom, Hailey waved at her with a smile and softly told her good morning. She walked out of the room and went towards the bathroom down the hall, getting herself ready for the day. She brushed her teeth and put on a facial mask then showered. Hailey walked out of the bathroom, no facial mask and fully dressed. She walked back into Sienna room, just in time to hear her question. "Honestly, I am a little nervous." Hailey sat down on the bed with a soft sigh escaping over her parted lips. "But yes, these New Yorkers will not know what hit them." She snickered slightly then jumped suddenly as her text tone was going off.

She blushed a little bit as it was Oliver texting her. Her eyes went towards Sienna then back down at her phone, replying to Oliver's text.

To: Oliver
Yes, I will be there with bells on. :)

She smiled warmly after hitting the send button then looked up at Sienna again, getting up from the bed and standing beside her. "Does my outfit look okay?" Hailey rocked on the balls of her feet while asking that question, going over and grabbing her make-up bag, which she proceeded to put on. She didn't bother brushing or combing her curly, blonde locks of hair as she just simply placed a beanie over her head.

She'd sit back down on the bed and wait for Sienna to get ready as she didn't want to rush her or anything.

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#2015-03-31 15:36:29, as written by StarStruck

{ Outfit }

Despite often being the butt of jokes for doting on his appearance, it didn't take Vincent more than a half an hour to get ready in the morning. With it being the first day of school, he gave himself a few extra minutes to adjust to waking up early by rising at seven-fifteen. His cousin, Kelley Hadley, was sleeping in the spare room of his apartment and after pulling himself out of bed, he rapped his fist against her door. "Rise and shine, Barbie." Although he doubted that would be enough to get her out of bed, he didn't open the door or pester her any further and left to take a shower. He hadn't heard her come in the previous night and was sure that she had only gotten in bed two or three hours ago. Kelley's partying habits were questionable, even to someone like Vincent who went out frequently too. In the very least, they had forced her into the role of the problem child of the family.

The end of a steamy shower led to him getting dressed in a plain white v-neck shirt, coral pants and Gucci loafers. It was a striking comparison to the outfits of many seventeen year old boys, but Vincent wouldn't be caught dead wearing some ratty t-shirt and basketball shorts to the first day of school. If he had the money to dress nicely, regardless of it sometimes being a bit over the top, he was going to do it.

The number of notifications his phone had when he finished getting ready didn't help his already inflated ego, but when he realized that twelve of them were from his mother, it shrank back down a notch. It only took him listening to one of her voice mails to know what the other two, and nine texts entailed. She sounded to be on the brink of tears, going on and on about how she was so excited that he was finally a senior and how she should have slept over in the city last night so she could be there for him this morning. She reminded him to eat a wholesome breakfast, lock his door on the way out, send his uniform to the dry cleaner's and even to brush his teeth. Her text messages contained a slew of "inspirational quotes" and baby photos of his first days of school throughout the years. While they elicited an eye roll from him, he did send her a text in response. His mother was the sweetest woman that he (and most people) had ever met, and her overly sentimental and emotional ways were to be expected on a day like this.

To: Mom
Lol Don't freak out. You've still got Mia! Wish her a happy first day of 4th grade for me. I'll let you know how my day goes later.

She responded immediately, thankfully ignoring him brushing off Charlie's existence, confirming that she'd pass along the message and reminding him that she was going to come into the city one night for dinner. The other texts that were from friends he answered in a quicker manner, although he was surprised to see one from Sienna. Their relationship was rocky to say the least, but he was happy to act friendly to her if she was open to it. Avoiding her altogether, unless he was drunk, made things easier, since it was hard to be around her when he couldn't be with her, but he guessed that it was time to move on by now. Though, that would probably change the second he saw her in person.

To: Sienna
Lmao our moms are the same people

To: Connor
Nah I'm good

To: Oliver
Ready for senior year man?

To: Sydney
You've got Connor doing coffee runs already? It's only day 1 Syd.

Since there were no real classes today and he had already picked up his textbooks, he only took his phone and keys with him. The door to the spare room was still sealed shut, so he knocked on it loudly once more. "For the record, I tried to wake you up twice so I'm gonna act like you were ignoring me when your mom calls and tries to blame you missing the first day on me," he said through the door, in a tone that was a poor attempt at being serious. There was no response, not even a snarky remark, hollered back at him, so he assumed that she really was asleep. It wasn't his job to wake her up and he doubted that the girl would be in any state to go to school even if she was awake, so with a shrug, he left his apartment.

Constance Billard was about a fifteen minute walk from his building but with the nice weather, it felt even shorter. He waited in the front area of the courtyard, his eyes scanning the growing crowds of students for any signs of his friends.

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Manhattan, NY

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#2015-04-11 07:04:05, as written by royals

Although Connor wasn't half as prepared as Charlotte was for their parts in the assembly, his impromptu speech went pretty well. It was typical of him to get the jitters in the few moments before he went on stage but as soon as he was out there, they disappeared. He was comfortable talking to large groups of people, especially when most of them were people that he was friendly with. As everyone but Charlotte probably expected, her speech went flawlessly as well. While he had been excited for the first day back, he was more than relieved when the draining assembly was over. The rest of his day was spent retrieving his text books, getting lunch with his mother, video chatting with his brother, and napping before it was time for Sydney's part.

9:00 PM

Sydney's party was scheduled to begin at nine o'clock. In Connor's mind, that meant that it was necessary to show up some time between 8:55 and 9:05. He didn't get the whole "fashionably late" thing that some people liked to do, and especially if Sydney was the one hosting, he didn't mind being one of the first people there. It would probably give him an advantage, even, seeing as with the amount of guests she would be inviting, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance to talk with her when everyone started showing up. However, tonight he was showing up with Vincent and Dustin, and that meant that there was no way they would be showing up any time before 9:15. Vincent probably spent as much time as Sydney did when it came to getting ready, and he and Oliver both liked to pregame before parties. While Connor did drink alcohol, he was never the guy getting blackout drunk at parties and he could never keep up with his friends who seemed to down beers like they were water.

Connor had been ready to walk out the door at eight thirty. Sydney had asked him to wear white to the party, but after searching his closet and spending hours at Macy's the previous day, it seemed impossible to find white pants that didn't make him look more frail than he already felt. So, he had settled on an ensemble consisting of black shoes and pants, a black button-down dress shirt and a white blazer. He wasn't sure if the "black & white" theme meant that you had to strictly choose one color, but after realizing that all-white wasn't going to happen, he had settled on the mixture to include her direction that he wear white. He thought that Vincent had said that Oliver was going to be at his apartment before the party, and Connor had agreed that their car would be waiting outside of Vincent's building at 8:50 on the dot for the two of them. Ten minutes of anxiously sitting in the back seat of the town car, multiple texts to both of the guys and continuous attempts to buzz into Vincent's apartment went by. He knew that at least Vincent was in there, for he had responded to Connor a few times over the ten minutes insisting that he was almost ready and would be down in a moment, but Connor was getting impatient. He wanted to see Sydney before she was too busy with everyone else. Maybe tonight would be his night. Their night. He knew it was false hope, but he couldn't let it go entirely.

To: Vincent, Oliver
9:06
Come on we were supposed 2 b there 6 minutes ago can u guys just come down already?

To: Charlotte
You and Rosie will be there tonight, right? You need to let loose after working urself up all morning xD

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#2015-04-24 06:43:45, as written by Girl2Fine2

{In collaboration with StarStruck}

Sienna's heart had been thudding loudly in her ears ever since she and Vincent had been nearly about to kiss. The interruption, though unwanted, left her with heated cheeks and the thunderous sound of her heart trying to beat its way out of her chest. She had a feeling where the night could have gone - they could have very well just went back to her place or his, and she would have let it happen. Would have surrendered despite the warning bells going off in her head and the fact that she would have to answer to her friends the next day about why she was running late to school or where she had been. She would have taken the risk and not given a damn about what anyone else had said. However, they had been interrupted from doing anything too scandalous in Sydney's elevator and her skin was so heated that the drop in temperature outside had her gasping in surprise. Despite her own nervousness and the voice in her head going a mile a minute in her head, she couldn't help but press herself closer to Vincent on their journey to the diner, hand still clasping his.

When they got to the diner and placed their order, the anxiety that their encounter with Sydney had left him with disappeared. He was sitting across from the most beautiful girl in the world and there was nothing that he could complain about. The diner wasn't the nicest restaurant he could have taken her to, and certainly not the most romantic, but they didn't need that. His relationship with her was far past the stage of trying to impress one another. Even though Vincent knew that chivalry was going to be necessary if he ever got the chance to win her back, he wasn't trying to be anyone but himself tonight, and that was easy with Sienna.

Once there, they fell into a sort of easy chatter, easy only in the sense that after placing their orders a veil had been lifted. It was still different, considering the time apart from one another, but Sienna could only smile across the table from him, a genuine and wide one. "I like this," she admitted, fiddling with her hands before her. "I miss this. Just us...hanging out." Although he had originally only suggested the diner for milkshakes, his appetite had gotten the best of him and he ordered a burger and fries as well. The fries had come out first, and he tossed a few into his mouth as she claimed that she missed the two of them hanging out like this. It brought a smile to his face quicker than he would have liked, but he was relaxed enough to not care about seeming to eager. He missed this too, being able to hang out - even in a non-romantic way. Things with them would never be the same as it was before they dated or while they dated, but tonight was coming close to it. If he couldn't have her as a girlfriend, he wanted to at least be friends with her and be able to do things like this.

Sienna could only grin stupidly at the relaxed expression on Vincent's face. More than anything - more than the late night game sessions, them making out, or even those times where they could just cuddle up to some action film - she missed that. The smile on his face, the easygoing nature she had grown up with. She did not get to see it often when they were on either St. Jude's campus or Constance's. Hell, even when he was with friends sometimes and she would see him from afar, this peacefulness in his countenance wasn't always present and she couldn't help the rush of elation that flood through her. She sipped at her strawberry-banana milkshake, immediately recalling why it was her favorite.

"Yeah, I miss it too," he replied honestly, though the smile on his face quickly transformed into a smirk at her next remark. The admittance had her cheeks feeling hotter than ever and in an attempt to not blabber anything else out, she decided to add playfully, "Though I bet I can still kick your ass in Killzone." The game she was referencing was an old shooting game Sienna played with her brothers and Vincent, the two of them always winding up on opposing teams. She still played, though those times with him and her two favorite guys were definitely some of her favorite memories. "Yeah, right. Me and Ricardo were a powerhouse back then, and while you were wasting your time on tour, I was breaking out that old Play Station," he laughed. If he wasn't so happy to just be there, with her, recollecting like that on all of their good times would have stung. Now, he was hopeful that maybe they wouldn't have to miss those times anymore. Maybe they could start doing this again. "I'll challenge you tonight, if you really want me to prove it to you," he said, only breaking his stare towards her when the waiter approached with their food.

Chuckling at the shared memory, she reached over and stole a fry while retorting, "Oh yeah, how could I forget the 'powerhouse duo?'" She even used her fingers to gesture the over-exaggeration of the phrase, popping the fry into her mouth soon after. "Let's be real, you and I both know Ricky carried most of the weight back then and for the record..." She leaned a bit closer as if it were a secret. "I am always down for a game, even when I was on tour."

Before either could say another word, the waiter came back again, this time with Vince's burger. Sienna wasn't hungry, but she was more than willing to steal more fries from Vincent. She was just compulsive like that. "Anything else?" The redhead male asked and Sienna gave Vincent a look before cheesing to the waiter. "Actually, could we bag all of this up?" She turned back to Vincent with a competitive smirk. "Apparently, I need to teach some people a lesson." Her smirk only formed into a grin when Vincent replied, "Yeah, you're going to need to teach yourself a lesson on why you should never challenge a professional."

Rolling her eyes to Vincent's challenge, Sienna prepared herself to leave with him, checking her phone to see that Esmee was on her way home and inquiring where Sienna was. Jane was obviously drunk as fuck and Sydney messaged her, but Sia was having too much fun and actually enjoying herself to allow the queen bee to ruin her night. Opting to ignore Sydney, Sienna turned her phone on silent as they headed out. Hailing a cab wasn't that much of a hassle and before she knew it, they were in front of Vincent's building. And that was when Sienna's heartbeat picked up once more. Vincent brought girls back to his apartment very frequently, but he never felt out of his element. His apartment was his bachelor pad and even if he was bringing back some beautiful model that he had met at a night club, his heart never pushed against his rib cage like it was doing now. Vincent was good at one night stands and talking a girl into sleeping with him. When morning came, they would go on their separate ways and the most he had to worry about was the pesky texts he would get over the next couple of days from her, asking when he would treat her to the dinner he had promised. It wasn't like that at all with Sienna. It was so much more complicated and Vincent knew that if he went through with what his body was telling him to do, he might end up regretting it come morning.

She had been here a few times before, once when his parents had bought it for him and threw a housewarming party. Cynthia had made it clear that Sienna couldn't avoid the event and while she sulked, she couldn't help but smile at Colette's emotional self practically sobbing over her baby boy "growing up." It made her squeeze Vincent's hand lightly, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. The other times she had been here...not all of those had been innocent. Those were the surprising nights when Vincent would text her at some party or bar, and Sienna would tell herself she didn't care - that she couldn't ignore him. But she didn't...she never could. The last time she had been here alone with him...the memories of slick skin sliding against slick skin, warm breath mingling, hands gripping at hair and soft moans in the quiet air of the night - they all rushed back to her and Sienna gulped quietly when they stepped onto the elevator.

Just video games, she reminded herself mentally. We're just gonna hang out and play video games. It'll be fun. Her attempts at trying to convince herself these things were not truly successful as her nerves were still dancing on end by the time they made it up to his place. Once the door was opened, however, and Sienna was inside first, she looked back at Vincent in silence. Screw the games, was the only thought in her head before she rushed at Vincent, lips pressing urgently against his and hands coming up to grip at his hair. They could pretend to just hang out some other time.

As he shut the door behind them, he decided that he would try to get through video games without pressing his lips to hers. He had fought the urge to grab her hand at the diner, or slip his under the table to squeeze her knee, and he could do it again, he hoped. He was going to comment on how both of them had had to pretend this night never happened if their moms asked, since at least his would be enthusiastic enough to hope that something more than just video games had happened. But, the playful remark would have to wait, because she beat him to the chase that he had been putting off all night. He was caught off guard at the sudden advance, but recovered quickly, pushing her back against the wall and returning the kiss in a move that suggested he had been waiting for this moment all night. His hands found their way to her waist and even though he was more than excited to just be making out with her, both of them knew it wasn't going to end there.

By the time they ended up in his bed, he was feeling comfortable enough to peel her eyes away from her body for a moment to remark, "And for the record, you forfeited the video game challenge, so that's an automatic win for me." That win was much less important to how lucky he was feeling already, but he couldn't resist reminding her of it. The laugh burst forth through her lips, low and coming from deep within, eyes shining with want and amusement. "Just shut up and kiss me, asshole," she replied and pulled him back down to her, willing the night to take its time in bringing forth the harsh rays of the morning and reality.

Friday, September 5, 2014// 3:00 pm

As soon as the last bell of the day rang, Sienna was more than grateful to be getting out of Constance. While the year had only truly begun today, all of her teachers decided that it was imperative to stress their students out immediately. So, Mrs. Ellsworth assigned them six different readings, and Mr. Darcy assigned them an online assignment due by Monday at midnight. Not to mention the fact that she had spent the majority of the day sending out invites to Hailey's Saturday birthday party, confirming her own photo shoot, and trying to even decide what she was going to wear. It seemed that the weekend was going to be spent with her getting little sleep, though she couldn't complain. The reminder of her evening activities, in the form of a few hickeys she had to cover up in a hurry, had her grinning to herself secretly all day, despite Sydney's mood.

Once the morning had come, Sienna had hurried home from Vincent's place, purposefully snatching up one of his jerseys as a source of warmth despite the jumper from last night. It had been a reluctant wake-up, what with her trying to press herself closer to Vincent and wanting to ignore her phone. However, Esmee had been persistent. Luckily for her, one of their drivers was waiting outside and rushed her home. The shower had been a brief affair and with barely any time to decide what to do with her hair, Sienna twisted the long locks into a classy French braid, draping the end over her shoulder. Her uniform was definitely her most casual look and a very light makeup for her more tired days was what she fixed herself up with before heading off to school with Hailey and Esmee. Again, walking was not an option as she didn't want them or herself to be late, especially not on the first day. And what a day it had been!

Now that it was over, she was ready to get her weekend started and the first step to that was getting with her favorite girls. She found Esmee easily and the sisters walked down the bustling hallway, Sienna texting her friends. All of the students were buzzing about an actual black light party and their plans for the weekend, their chattering a nice background as Sienna sent her last text, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

To: Jane
Srry about disappearing last night. Let me make it up to you with yoga & shopping?

To: Piper
Yoga & shopping w/ Jane. U in? Also, 1 of the models for Young&Reckless fell sick & the photo shoot is 2morrow. Be a friend? U'll get paid

To: Sydney
Idk wat u were talking about last nite. Did u talk 2 Jane?

To: Vincent
Last nite was fun. Maybe next time I'll actually kick ur ass lol

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Oliver Grace

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a character in “Upper East Side”, originally authored by InakoUchiha, as played by RolePlayGateway

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