funny how a melody sounds like a memory.

May 3: rehearsals for season one start today. theres a table read at nine a.m. followed by wardrobe fittings. Afterwards the producers are taking us out to dinner.
 
“Love you, bye,” The slightly Southern twang of my mother’s accent coos on the phone before I walk into the table read, peach tea in my hand that was slightly luke warm after the busy morning drive through LA. I hit End on my iPhone before I say it back. My mother had a habit of checking up on me every time I made the tabloids, and since the picture of Greg and I had made it to Page Six from last night, she was phoning to ensure that I was OK, and in fact, not stumbling drunk out of a bar. It still blew my mind that people gave a sh-t about what I was doing with my life.
 
My phone vibrates and I look down to a text from Ryan.
 
RYAN MARKAS
You’re late.
 
I roll my eyes at my phone as I walk through the doors. It was 8:59am.
 
“Hardly late,” I say as I take a seat beside some girl I didn’t recognize and Ryan removes his bag from the chair he was saving for me; the chair that already had my name on it anyway. He smirks as I take my sunglasses off. It was strange to look around the table and see so many new faces. I was new this time last year, but I knew half the table before my first read. Being the child of famous people somehow managed to do that to you in this business.
 
“I’m Millie,” The girl beside me states. I stare at her and smile politely, “Asher.” She stammers something out about knowing that and I give her a small smile again before bringing my attention to Ryan. “So tell me about last night,” He asks, his Southern accent coming out a little more than he intended it to. I roll my eyes at him. “It was nothing. You know I’m not photogenic,” I say, referring to the picture of me stumbling out of La Casa with Greg’s sister and Greg. When I say stumbling, I don’t mean drunk, I tripped over the door and out into the street. It wasn’t the most flattering photo, but since the tabloids seemed to love comparing me to the next Lindsay Lohan I did my best to ignore it.
 
“You two done gossiping yet?” Mark, the executive producer asks us as the entire table stares at us. I smirk a bit as does Ryan. We weren’t the most well-liked people here. “Just about,” Ryan adds before averting his eyes back to the script. Mark clucks his tongue and shakes his head a bit.
__
 
“Ash, how have you been?” Mallory asks as I spot her at the dinner later that day. I smile at her. Mallory was one of the few people on the cast I actually enjoyed talking to. She was one of those people who managed to be nice to absolutely everyone and wasn’t a fake assh-le while doing it. It was kind of refreshing.
 
“I’m assuming you saw Page Six this morning,” I say jokingly and she smiles. “Bad timing,” She offers and I nod. Mallory looks beyond my shoulder when her mouth opens a little bit. She nudges her head in the direction behind me and I see Zac Michaels walk through the doors of the restaurant, a beautiful older woman beside him.
 
“He is too hot for words, Ash,” Mal offers and I nod my head in agreement. “You still keep pretty hush hush about if anything went on between you two during backstage, don’t you?” She smirks. I roll my eyes a bit and swat her arm. I deliberately take the long way around the table to find my seat beside Ryan when a hand encloses around my wrist. “Monaghan,” The distinct Zac voice somewhat growls at me. I smile before I turn around, making eye contact with Ryan who rolls his eyes a bit.
 
“Zac!” I pretend to act surprised though we both know I had seen him walk through the door. He gives me a kiss on the cheek before introducing me to Rochelle Martinez, his new co-star. “Pleasure,” She coos, looking a bit sour when Zac’s arm finds its way around my waist. I smile at her. “I thought you were in New York,” I state, sure that production for ‘lies’ had started a few weeks before Monroe County. “I was, we’re just taking a breather for a bit,” He explains. “Getting to know my co-stars,” He states.
 
“We know how well that goes,” Caleb cracks off. Reagan slaps his arm, and gives me an apologetic look while he and Luke laugh. Zac blushes as do I.
 
“I should be going now. This has been sufficiently awkward enough for the both of us,” I state, smiling at Rochelle and Zac. “I’ll see you around, Monaghan,” Zac says casually, giving me a kiss on the cheek when I hear and see the familiar flash of the camera from the window of the restaurant. How the f-ck did the paparazzi know we would both be here? Zac quickly releases me from his embrace as I make the ten steps over to my spot beside my best friend.
 
“Nicely done. Not a scene was made,” Ryan says sarcastically. I flip him off as we order beers and food, along with the rest of the table. The dinner goes quite flawlessly until Ryan nudges me, holding his phone in his hand.
 
“Asher Monaghan: Hollywood’s Newest Playgirl?” Ryan shows me on his iPhone screen of PerezHilton ten minutes later with the picture of Zac kissing me on the cheek and another picture from last night of Greg and I kissing.
 
I throw my hand to my head, as I feel a hand on my forearm. “They don’t have anything better to write about, Ash,” Reagan says, a reassuring smile on her face as I smile at her. “This is really riveting journalism,” I say to her. She laughs as she turns her attention back to Luke.
 
“Well, at least you haven’t heard from Greg yet,” Ryan says, which was true until my phone vibrated a few seconds later.
 
GREG RYLAND
What the hell are you doing out with Zac?
 
ME
Cast dinner. He showed up. What the hell are you doing reading Perez Hilton?
 
GREG RYLAND
Keeping tabs on you, Playgirl. ;) Try and behave yourself tonight, wouldn’t want you on Page 6 again, would we?
 
I smile. No, no we wouldn’t.
 

Included @labellabeautyxo and @flowersforalice – sorry for any bad portrayals, I’m not sure how I want Asher to act yet, so I’m just getting my footing with her so I’m sorry for the horrendously bad writing.

+ name; wynn harper novak
+ nickname; none
+ age; 18

+ college; harvard/boston university/columbia (can’t decide)
+ major; economics/management/pre-law (again, can’t decide)

+ likes; being a twin, bud light, fishtail braids, partying, boston, new york city, flirting, travelling, all the rumours, paris, sorbonne, harvard, boston university
+ dislikes; playing games, chipped nail polish, libraries, public school, dubstep, tequila, blackberry products, sunburns, her decisions when it comes to boys

+ personality; she’s fun and likes to have a good time. at the same time, wynn has got the grades and the drive to go to the ivies. she will be honest with you, no matter what, and isn’t into playing games. she is sarcastic and over the top to the point where she is fairly cocky. wynn is outspoken and nine times out of ten absolutely hilarious.
 
+ appearance; slim build, brown hair, green eyes, with an air about her that says she likes to go with the flow no matter what
+ style; prep school mixed with hooker chic. she wears whatever.

+ family;
jacob novak (47)
wynn and con’s dad – is a neurosurgeon who spends most of his time at work or on trips with his wife
(patrick dempsey)
 
hilly novak (43)
wynn and con’s mom – is a nurse, but was a stay at home mom until the twins entered high school
(ellen pompeo)
 
con novak (18)
wynn’s twin brother – older by a total of 13 minutes and the best friend wynn could ever ask for. they share everything with each other and one of the only people who gets to see con for the genuine guy he is, not the host of every out of control party in coldgrove. con now attends nyu for a b.s. in sports management.
(matt lanter)
 
+best friends (added this in)
- con novak (18)
 
- tabitha north (18)
an unlikely friendship blossomed into an inseparability between these two girls, including a year as roommates in paris for senior year, while tab and wynn are very similar there are certain aspects about their friendship that keep them perplexed (con and all of wynn’s guys, anyone?). they’re both sarcastic and witty, and wynn spends the majority of her time in new york at tab’s. and more than anything else, wynn is a big advocate for her best friend and her brother getting back together.
(shenae grimes)
 
+ past/current relationships;
- braden waters (20)
a sophomore at harvard in pre-med, who wynn dated throughout freshman year when he was a junior but he cheated on her with a senior and they broke up. he wanted her back, but she wanted nothing to do with him… now she has to see him on campus for the next four years.
(matt lauria)
 
- justin davis (18)
the guy that we thought was meant for miss novak and after a year and a half hooking up once wynn came back from boston in sophomore year of high school, it seemed like it was a sure thing, even when wynn left for senior year in paris. justin now attends columbia and it’s hard to imagine wynn keeping him out of her life for good, doesn’t it?
(paul wesley)
 
- ryan tyler (21)
right winger for the boston bruins, wynn met ryan during training camp when she was at school in boston and the two started hooking up, only to start hanging out again the summer going into wynn’s senior year. they decided the two were better off as friends but after the lockout, ryan played in switzerland and the two rekindled their romance. they’ve been together since september and things are looking very good for the two, finally in the same town and no longer cursed by the dreaded long-distance relationship.
(tyler seguin)
 
- kennedy richards (19)
the one and only brother of coldgrove’s dylan richards. wynn and ken briefly hung out for a few weeks in the summer, but decided they were better off as friends, never even consummating the friendship. ken is working on his music in new york city and the two have become really good friends.
(alex pettyfer)
 

+ bio; wynn can’t do anything like anyone else, so she’s the only coldgrove girl not actually in new york city for school, but is that stopping her from being there way more than she should be? absolutely not. coldgrove’s notorious party girl has finally settled down with boston’s very own bruin, mr ryan tyler, but can we ever be sure of wynn’s so-called monogamous relationships? only time, and two very big cities, will tell.

+ dating status; in a relationship with ryan tyler

+ model; kate harrison
+ taken by; @vogueapparel

April 27th, 2013
“I can’t believe you’re leaving,” Tabby whines a bit at me and I scrunch my nose at my best friend. “Don’t whine, Tab. It’s unbecoming,” I say and she flips me off. “It’s just until playoffs are over,” I say, referring to the next month or so I’d be spending in Boston as Ryan’s team had made the playoffs this year. That’s what a responsible long-distance girlfriend living in Paris would do for her boyfriend.
 
I had already been accepted to BU, Harvard, Yale and Princeton as well as Cornell, Columbia and NYU at the insistence of Tabby who would be going home to complete some of her degree in New York after finishing up the movie I had just starred in for some huge spring film festival.
 
I didn’t have a clue where I was going. The school I attended had accelerated my graduation, so I had actually finished senior year a couple of weeks ago. I had planned on coming back to the States after senior year was over, but now I wasn’t so sure. I had gotten accepted to Sorbonne last week as a late applicant, and Paris just was too enticing to leave permanently, or at least for the next four years.
 
“You should come with me,” I say to her, always offering the option to come home and actually face her issues with Con instead of doing this weird limbo thing with Arden, a hilarious girl from New York that Tabby may or may not have been hooking with up for the last little while. As much as I loved Arden, I knew Tabby North was meant for Con Novak and vice versa. Besides, I couldn’t stand that Emerald had been dating Con since January… the girl made my skin crawl. A birthday appearance in Coldgrove in January only solidified how much I hated the broad.
 
Tabby snorts. “Coldgrove is not my home, Wynn,” The words pierced my heart a bit. I mean, I loved Paris too and it was my second home but a part of me always longed for Massachusetts regardless of how crazy our town actually was.
__
 
“I don’t mean go home to Coldgrove, I mean learn some things about playoff hockey and stay at Ryan’s with me when he’s travelling for away games and I want to shop on Newbury,” I reason and she laughs. “Tempting,” She ponders and I roll my eyes. Tabby was too stubborn sometimes. And afraid.
 
“So you’re not going to visit Coldgrove once?” Tab questions.
 
I shrug my shoulders, “I’m not opposed to it. I haven’t seen everyone in a while.”
 
“Justin is dating some new girl,” Tabby says, and I stare at her.
 
How long had she been keeping this from me? Was I feeling a bit jealous? I didn’t even know I had feelings like that for other guys anymore. Ryan and I had been together for a long time at this point. I rarely thought about Justin (maybe that was a lie).
 
“Good for him,” I say, keeping my eyes glued to my iPad.
 
“Liar,” Tabby counters. The girl could read me like a book at this point.
 
“He deserves someone who is actually going to care about him like he needs to be cared about, Tab. I’m not lying. I couldn’t be that girl for him,” I reason. “He made that quite clear,” I continue under my breath.
 
She frowns a bit and then smiles at me. “We’re going to be late for your goodbye lunch with the girls,” She states and I look at the time. It was 12:46pm. We were meeting Co, Chantel, Noel and, of all people, Ivy for lunch. It still made me unsettled that she was in Paris all this time.
 
“Let’s go then, we wouldn’t want to keep those girls waiting. Word has it that they’re killers,” I joke, but Tabby deadpans. “Too soon?” I say as I hold the door open for her. She smirks and rolls her eyes at me.
 
“What in the world are you going to do without me until Ryan has another Stanley Cup ring?” I kid as we walk down the hall to the elevator.
 
“I might actually have to listen to someone who is actually funny,” Tabby says sarcastically. I flip her off.
 
“Just don’t have sex on my couch with Arden, just because I’m gone doesn’t mean I don’t know what’s going on,” I say to her and she looks at me out of the corner of her eye.
 
“Gossip Girl is always watching,” I note and she laughs. “Someone is a little too excited to go back to Massachusetts,” She notes.
 
Maybe just a little bit.
 

Blergh, just trying to get back into the Wynn groove and tagging a whole bunch of people from PW/BIP. I miss this girl and her wit like nobody’s business.
@little-miss-rae @henna-enjoys-the-little-things @noceurs @vikkirose @sophiaspastic @b0hemian-lovers @keziahh @flowersforalice @turn-around-bright-eyes

name: carrie judson
age: seventeen
birthday: june 13, 1996
hometown: townie now, i guess

likes: neutral nail polish, greg & kat’s bakery (her mother’s bakery), going to concerts, friendship bracelets, high-low dresses, writing, new york city, autumn, going out for breakfast.
dislikes: how unsettled she feels in the hamptons, bad attitudes, studded denim, heavy drinking, science and math, necklaces, flip flops.

appearance: petite would be the best way to describe carrie – she has wild blonde curly hair and a button nose with green eyes.
height: 5’0
weight: 105lbs

music: john mayer, justin timberlake, of monsters and men, luke bryan, madonna, the lumineers, miranda lambert, jana kramer, jay-z.
food: any of her mother’s baking, spinach salad, dried fruit, cashews, burgers with goat cheese and carmelized onions.
style: kind of all over the place and definitely adjusting to the climate here in the hamptons.

personality:
bio: Carrie just moved here from Connecticut after her mother Katherine won the lottery and along with it decided to settle in the Hamptons to open up her dream bakery. She grew up in a typical middle class single-parent household with a loving and supportive mother. After winning millions in the latest lottery draw, Katherine and Carrie made their way to The Hamptons to open up the dream bakery she always wanted, carrying out her and her late husband’s dreams. Carrie isn’t really sure what to think of all the hustle and bustle surrounding the prestigious getaway spot. She doesn’t quite fit in with the townies but she’s definitely not a flake. If anything, it’s fuelling her to stay in her room and write until she can get out of town and head to NYU for journalism.

family:
katherine judson (37)
Katherine had Carrie when she was only 21 with her college sweetheart, Gregory Judson. The two were headed places and Katherine managed to secure her dream job as a baker in Connecticut and Greg as an investment banker until Greg was tragically killed by a drunk driver four years after Carrie was born. Katherine never fully recovered from it, but the two always had a dream to open up a bakery for Katherine in the Hamptons when they had the funds to do so. And then the lottery happened and Katherine made their dream come true.
model: amy smart
 
gregory judson (deceased in 2000)
model: james marsden
 
past/current relationships:
None. Carrie is perpetually single.
 
best friends:
None here in the Hamptons. Carrie hasn’t quite “fit in” yet.
 
Though John Kyle, her next door neighbour, who just came home from freshman year at Brown, has been nothing but nice to her as of late, which is shocking seeing as he’s considered to be one of the biggest jerks and womanizers in town.
model: josh hutcherson

collection: {optional}

model: anna-sophia robb
taken by: @vogueapparel
 

“Watch where you’re walking,” A somewhat snooty girl snaps at me as I walk towards the boardwalk that was just showing signs of spring. “Sorry,” I mumble, but I wasn’t really sorry. I was sick of everyone’s entitled attitude here and the “flakes” as everyone called them hadn’t even shown up yet. I was tired of feeling like I didn’t belong here. It was like everyone knew something that I didn’t.
 
The townies were just a watered-down version of the flakes and the reason that they hated each other was because they were exactly the same. That’s at least how I saw it, anyway. It was hard to have a strong opinion on the topic, seeing as I was a complete outsider.
 
Outsider.
 
The word haunted me for some reason. I wasn’t exactly sure why but it made me feel more alone than ever. My mom, Katherine, had fit into town perfectly… her bakery was making headlines in The Hamptons and in New York. It was the crème de la crème of bakeries. I was the crème de la crème of loneliness and social awkwardness here.
 
It will come and go, that’s what my mom tells me anyway. I didn’t feel that way. And I’m pretty sure the girls here didn’t feel that way either.
 
Outsider.
 
@little-miss-rae

too obsessed with the lumineers right now now.
anyway, also too excited for this roleplay because i essentially get to play two characters and i frigging love that.
 
name: asher monaghan
age: 23
birthday: may 2,1990

likes: acting, mill street organic, kiwis, manicures, louboutins, shopping, nashville, massachusetts, wavy beach hair, her best friend ryan (who is gay), monroe county, her family, her accomplishments, comedy shows, the red carpet, maxi skirts, beanies, knitted sweaters, leather pants, golden goose boots, proenza schouler, her jeep wrangler
dislikes: assumptions made in the tabloids (even though they’re often true), non-fat milk, fad diets, working out, smoking cigarettes, whiny or needy people, indecisive men, being pigeon-holed (the main reason she took the gig on Monroe County in the first place)

appearance: blonde and green-eyed with a lazy bohemian-ish look that’s not really Hollywood, but works for her anyway
height: 5’6
weight: 122lbs

years in business: almost four years
awards/accolades:
2010 Academy Award for Actress in a Leading Role – for ‘backstage’
2010 Golden Globe for Best Performance in a Motion Picture – Drama
2012 Emmy for Outstanding Guest Actress in a Comedy Series (Host as SNL)
2012 Emmy Nomination for Outstanding Supporting Actress in a Drama Series
what they're known for: career-wise, asher is best known for her academy award winning film ‘backstage’, where she played a groupie for a independent rock band. in the tabloids however, asher is best known for her on-again-off-again relationship with hollywood bad boy greg ryland, a womanizing musician and her rumoured romance with monroe county co-star who happens to be dating her castmate [tba – I really want to explore this storyline when the RP starts, if anyone is interested in possibly letting the rumour mill fly with one of the cast’s boyfriends, I’d be down], as well as her rumoured romance with ‘backstage’ co-star zac michaels. to be honest, asher kind of fell into this acting thing and sometimes it doesn’t hit her that she’s famous.

role you're auditioning for: cameron huston
what makes you the best girl for this part: I think I’m the best girl to play Cameron because she is definitely going to be very different from her character who will have it all together and help the audience put the pieces of the puzzle together and stir up some drama. She’s kind of a trainwreck that hasn’t really hit yet, living off of her Oscar success and her heart of gold personality. Cameron might not be as intelligent as her on-screen character academically, but she’s got some Hollywood smarts and genes to get her far in this business, which is what really matters after all.

personality: asher basically has it all together… basically. she is sweet and most people fall in love with her, but there’s an underlying vindictiveness about her that no one would ever question, but sometimes makes its way to the surface. we are just sitting back and waiting for the chips to fall. that said, ash is incredibly loyal and has a big-heart, the kind of person that would do anything for anyone until she’s been pushed around. she has a big heart, maybe that’s why there’s so many men occupying it.
bio: asher grew up as the daughter of karl monaghan, lead singer of the rock and roll mega group harbinger, and trish wideman, a former playboy bunny turned housewife turned food network sensation. while karl and the boys from stillwater hail from boston, asher grew up in her mother’s hometown of nashville, leading to some questionable relationships with some of music’s now biggest names.

family:
karl monaghan (57) – lead singer of grammy award winning international sensation rock band, harbinger
[steven tyler]
 
trish wideman (50) – former playboy bunny, but has a successful show on the food network called ‘southern living’
[barbara alyn woods]
 
tyler jackson ‘tj’ monaghan (30) – asher’s half brother; songwriter in nashville
[jesse williams]
 
kale monaghan (27) – asher’s brother; general surgery resident in LA
[ben mckenzie]
 
reese monaghan (25) – asher’s brother; music producer for columbia records
[matt barr]
 
past/current relationships:
greg ryland (26) – you know that guy who you weren’t supposed to go for because the media has tagged him as the penultimate playboy that doesn’t respect women and drinks too much? say hello to asher’s mistake for the last six years. After meeting the musician when she turned seventeen in the midst of getting into character for her role in ‘backstage’
[joseph morgan]
 
zac michaels (32) – the steamy actor is best known for his role on the coveted hbo series ‘lies’ as a cheating scumbag lawyer, but really made it after co-starring with asher in ‘backstage’ as the lead singer of the band. the rumour mill hasn’t stopped since asher and zac were almost inseparable during and after filming and zac would be lying if he said he didn’t have feelings for monroe county’s little brainiac. he’s ready for a relationship once asher gets herself figured out.
[ryan gosling]
 
[unknown – boyfriend of a cast member]
the guy rumoured to be hooking up with asher instead of her castmate. the truth is, the two used to have a history quite some time ago growing up in nashville. asher’s over it, but we’re not quite sure he is.
[model tba]
 
best friends:
ryan markas (24) – monroe county’s lead actor, one of the biggest heartthrobs in the world, ryan is the kind of guy girls dream about… but the truth is, ryan is really only dreaming about guys. not that that is ever going to slip.
[josh henderson]
 
any more takers?

collection: http://www.polyvore.com/asher_monaghan_filmography/collection?id=2499400

model: aly michalka
taken by: @vogueapparel

Monday April 8th: Spirit week is starting today at West Beverly Hills, and today there will be a pep rally all afternoon, starting at 1, right after lunch. That doesn’t mean you can miss your morning classes, and the teachers will all be there, so be careful!
 
“Are we, uh, okay?” Dylan asks as we walk through the doors of Bev High together. It was one of those awkward meet ups that only high schools provided an outlet for. “Yeah, we’re good,” I say to him, a small smile appearing on my face. “You sure?” He asks, his signature smirk coming out. The kind of smirk that made any girl blush. I nod again as we head towards our lockers. Spending two years of high school dating the most popular guy in school did that to you – it was almost impossible to get out of a routine with someone you had been so close with.
 
“You’re going to the game on Friday?” He asks, brushing a hand through his hair as a group of sophomore girls stare at him. I smile. I never really noticed the attention Dylan got until now. Girls were constantly smiling and staring and just generally enthralled in everything that was Dylan Cooper. He had that effect on people. He used to have that effect on me. Now I was single. Alone.
 
It was by choice, don’t get me wrong. I had to break up with Dylan. It wasn’t fair considering the fact that my feelings for Tyler were almost indescribably obvious. And when I say indescribably obvious, I mean Dylan seemed to be able to obviously describe them to me when I told him that we needed to break up. Apparently everyone knew how much I liked Ty… except for Ty.
 
“Of course I’m going. Tyler’s coming down for the weekend with Maggie, so my dad is giving us his tickets,” I make a face when I say Maggie’s name. It wasn’t that I didn’t like her, it was just that I didn’t like her with Tyler. There was something about her with him that was strangely off beat. It was almost like she didn’t care about him that much and that worried me.
 
“Third wheeling?” Dylan cracks off and I laugh at him before giving him the finger. “I mean the football game though,” He adds as he leans against my locker. I look at him. Ever since Dylan and I had broken up, the sports schedule at this school no longer had to prioritize my life as it once had. “I completely forgot about the game,” I admit. I wasn’t even wearing our school colours… I had forgotten all about the pep rally today. “I’m ditching the afternoon though. Come with?” I add, knowing that we’d end up at In-N-Out with animal-style fries and milkshakes. That usually turned into us having sex in his car, but something about not being together definitely made that off-limits now.
 
“I won’t be getting propositioned though, and I have to work at Loon’s,” He says and I nod my head in understanding. “I won’t see you Friday then?” He asks and I shrug my shoulders. Did I really want to be third wheeling with my best friend and his girlfriend? No. Did I really want to be at a high school football game with the entire population staring at me because I broke up with QB1 at the beginning of the year? Also no. “We’ll play it by ear,” I suggest, the loud buzzing sound of the bell to signal homeroom going off as crowds of freshmen and sophomores whizzed past us in West Bev colours. He nods before disappearing off into the distance.
___
 
“Guys, we have a new student in class today,” Petrocelli, my homeroom teacher, and the West Bev hockey coach announces as I stare at a gorgeously blonde creature that had walked through the doors at the beginning of homeroom and taken a seat beside me. “Matt,” He says, stretching his hand out not even acknowledging Petrocelli’s statement. “Bre,” I say, smiling politely at him before turning my attention back to Petro. He sighs with a smirk on his face before doing the same.
 
“Matt, would you like to tell us something about yourself?” Petro asks. Matt shakes his head, slumping back into his seat. I look at him with a smirk on my face. It figured that the new kid thought he was too cool for this whole icebreaking thing we did to try and include new students at the school. “Matt likes to smirk and seems like kind of a plug,” I offer to the class and I hear Petro snort. Matt looks at me and laughs. “Enough out of you, Bozie,” Petro offers and I smile at him before standing up and heading off to my next class.
 
“Plug?” I hear a voice behind me. Now that I thought about it, he had somewhat of a distant Boston accent in his voice. “Mhm,” I muse as I navigate through the busy hall of students. “Why aren’t you all dressed up today?” Matt asks, finally catching up to me. “I’m not into the whole spirit thing, I guess,” I say honestly. “I follow the sports, but not really the spirit behind them. The only team colours you’ll ever see me in are red, black and white,” I say. “Blackhawks fan?” He asks. I nod my head without making eye contact. “You live in California,” He muses.
 
I turn around at this. “Your point?”
“Nothing. I just thought girls were into surfers here,” He admits. I smile at him. He was gorgeous.
“Why Chicago? Not a Kings fan?” He asks again. The boy knew his hockey. It was somewhat of a rarity in California.
“I am a Kings fan too,” I state.
“Matt Harper,” He says, smiling.
“Bre Bozak,” I respond, still smiling. And then it clicks for him.
“No relation to Bobby?” He asks.
“My dad,” I respond and he runs a hand through his hair. “Wow,” He states and I smile at him.
 
“You’ve got to be a Bruins fan,” I say, as we continue to head in the same direction. He shakes his head, “Originally from Boston… moved to Michigan when I was twelve though,” He admits and I scrunch my face. “This will never work out, huh?” He muses and I stare at him. “You can’t date a Red Wings fan,” He asks. I laugh at him as he opens the door to my AP English class.
 
“You’re smart too?” He asks as we take a seat beside each other. I shrug my shoulders, “God gave with both hands to this one,” I joke. He smirks. “What are you doing this afternoon?” He asks me during the regular class introductions that always went on in my annoying English class at West Bev. “Ditching, probably getting some food,” I whisper to him.
 
“I’ll drive,” He states and I turn my attention back to the front with a smile on my face.
 
Maybe this break-up wasn’t such a bad thing.

name: bre logan bozak
age: 18
birthday: march 23, 1995

likes: yoga, golf, bud light, hockey, apple products, baking, curry chicken, painting her nails, shoe shopping, aquafina water, southern comfort, california, massachusetts
dislikes: smoking, goldfish, soccer, keeping secrets, tyler’s girlfriend(s), fake tanning, people who talk about working out, narrowmindedness, petty drama, people who make assumptions without really having their facts straight, dishonesty

appearance: blonde and bodacious, basically. blonde hair, green eyes
height: 5’6
weight: 120lbs

music: listens to exclusively country music but is open to anything.
food: she’s a burgers and fries kind of girl
style: very simple but fun and flirty; usually low cut and tight to show off her body but not provocative.

personality: really bubbly and fun. bre loves to have a good time, but she has a habit of being a bit sarcastic. people mistake her for being a bit of a tramp because she’s good friends with mostly all the guys on sports teams at school. she’s incredibly loyal and will stand up for anyone she feels a strong connection towards. she’s a bit of a pessimist when it comes to love, despite the good relationship she had with her boyfriend dylan for two years, most likely because she’s been pining away for tyler forever.
bio: bre bozak is one of the most popular girls at school, but is completely unaware of it; everyone knows who she is and likes her but she doesn’t waste her time hanging out with the more popular girls who are only nice to her when their boyfriends are around. bre’s family is huge into hockey and she works at one of her dad’s retail stores. bre grew up around boys all of her life, especially her best friend tyler morrow, who is now at stanford for pre-law and dating a girl bre can’t stand.

family:
bobby bozak (47)
russell crowe
her father owns a very successful hockey store chain stationed in los angeles. essentially, the bozaks are a hockey family. bobby played in the nhl for seven seasons with the chicago blackhawks before suffering a severe concussion that put him out for good.
 
marnie bozak (46)
brooke shields
owns a yoga studio in los angeles. marnie is the mom that will always be there to help you through your problems but at the end of the day, she is constantly having fun with her children.
 
jackson bozak (21)
september 30, 1992
jack attends ucla for science in his third year, where he hopes to become a doctor eventually. jack and bre have a really good relationship, despite their age difference and the bozaks have a pretty strong reputation at bev high.
steven r. mcqueen
 
past/current relationships: currently/always in love with her best friend tyler
 
dylan cooper (18)
bre’s first and only boyfriend. they dated for two years during sophomore and junior year.
austin butler
@b0hemian-lovers (hope it’s ok that I’m going to use him)
 
best friends:
tyler morrow (19)
january 5, 1994
bre has known ty for so long that they’re basically inseparable. ty is a freshman at stanford in pre law but went to high school with bre. bre has had feelings for him forever, but he’s one of those guys that is completely clueless and dated girls after girls, and even if he did know how bre felt, we’re not too sure ty would want to jeopardize his friendship just to be with the blonde beauty.
taylor kitsch
 
any more takers?

model: kate upton
taken by: @vogueapparel

So I decided to do one of these:
 
the family:
vaughan dreicher (b. 1946) - craig t. nelson
emilie dreicher (b. 1948) - sigourney weaver
adam dreicher (b. 1972) - mark ruffalo
 
the lover:
jonah hunter (b. 1972) | husband - matt damon
luke brubacher (b. 1973) | old best friend - matt lauria
 
the job:
partner at firkin-williams law firm in boston, ma
 
the home:
they live in a cape cod style house around back bay, boston.
 
the future:
married to jonah hunter (since november 1998)
ella julia hunter (b. 2002)
christopher tyler hunter (b. 2002)
emerson aaron hunter (b. 2004)
 
big events:
february 12, 1974 - ryver marla dreicher is born.
 
1983 - the summer that brought them all together.
 
1986 - ryver meets luke at some function her parents made her attend. they become those inseparable best friends, even though it's clearly obvious to everyone else they have a crush on one another.
 
1988 - the last of the girls from the group enter freedom high school in their freshman year, becoming even more intertwined in each other's lives. this is the year ryver first meets jonah hunter, the junior who seems to have it all.
 
1989 - luke tells ryver he has feelings for her. ryver does not reciprocate the feelings and their friendship remains in tact but suffers a bit after luke realizes she wants jonah.
 
1990 - jonah graduates from freedom high school, having broken up with his girlfriend two weeks before graduation, telling ryver that he wants to give them a shot. ryver, of course, chickens out and he travels to penn state on a football scholarship in july.
 
1991 - luke graduates at the top of his class as valedictorian from freedom, heading off to stanford on a track and field scholarship. the two promise to keep in touch.
 
1992 - ryver graduates from freedom near the top of her class, with a scholarship for penn state.
she moves to pennsylvania in august. the only girls moving to pennsylvania was scary but ryver manages to adjust, finally coming into her own but having the girls just as much a part of her life as ever, constantly having visitors and staying in touch.
 
1994 - jonah and ryver start hanging out. fresh off a breakup and getting to know each other well throughout high school makes the progression of the relationship seem like a no-brainer, until jonah gets back with his ex.
 
january 1995 - ryver travels to california to visit luke over his winter break. she loses her virginity to him after being there for a week and a half. he tells her that he's in love with her... she screws everything up by answering a phone call from a drunk jonah needing to talk later that week. she goes back to pennsylvania alone and confused.
 
august 1995 - ryver starts dating jonah in august of this year, just before her senior year starts after he proclaims that he's done his on-again-off-again relationship with his college girlfriend. ryver is skeptical but manages let him back into her life, despite protests from all of her girlfriends.
 
1996 - graduates penn state at the top of her class and has an acceptance to yale law school to prove it.
 
june 1996 - ryver goes home for the summer to spend it with the girls that are still in town. turns out luke was home for the summer too. the two almost hook up after a night out at the local bar but luke stops her from going home with him.
 
september 1996 - starts at yale with jonah finishing up his phd.
 
october 1997 - jonah proposes.
 
june 1998 - graduates third in her class from yale.
november 1998 - jonah and ryver get married in freedom and officially become boston homeowners.
december 26, 1998 - ryver gets the phone call. tamara is dead.
 
1998-2000 - ryver puts all of her focus into her career, spends copious amounts of time travelling while jonah teaches at MIT. she makes partner at her firm in 2000, the youngest to do so. her relationship with jonah is strained. the two have been trying for a family for quite some time now.
 
december 2001 - ryver travels to california for a case in silicon valley where she bumps into luke. the two meet up again, rekindling their romance. ryver, unhappy in her marriage, sleeps with luke.
 
january 2002 - ryver finds out she's pregnant.
 
september 2002 - ryver and jonah welcome christopher and ella hunter into the world. a strange feeling but ryver can't seem to stop thinking about luke.
 
december 2004 - emerson is born.
 
2006 - jonah reveals that he cheated on ryver a few months after they got married with his ex-girlfriend. ryver admits to cheating on him with luke. the couple resort to therapy to work through their problems, but mostly end up in an unhappy relationship both wondering "what if" about their former flames.
 
2012 - ryver remains a dedicated wife and mother to her three beautiful children before filing for divorce in april.
 
2013 - waiting for the divorce to be finalized, jonah and ryver are working on maintaining a civil relationship for the sake of their children.
 
This is a more detailed biography of her life since everyone else is doing it. I'm tagging everyone, so read if you must and comment on our relationship here as well.
 
@flowersforalice @little-miss-rae @curious-and-young @vikkirose @anahelenaliveshere @expiredsunshine @young-grasshopper @jolieenrose @encalime5 @haute-and-about

ryver marla hunter (nee dreicher)
{the girly girl}
birthdate: february 12, 1974

likes: lipstick, nail polish, baking, her children, her job, reading, being involved, wisconsin, hockey, memories, her ten old friends, weak men
dislikes: short-term relationships, the distance between her friends, parts of her past, the thought of online dating, biting her tongue (literally and figuratively), black coffee, laziness, how sarcastic she can be.

style: put together but quirky – a little preppy but bohemian based
personality: very shy and unintentionally funny – always saying the wrong thing growing up but at the same time being totally self-aware.

bio: Ryv was the pretty feminine one, always proper unless provoked – the one that didn’t say a whole lot until you got to know her. Ryver spent most of her time listening rather than talking. She went about her business in the normal way – she got great grades, close to the top of the class but not quite. She didn’t have a boyfriend until her fourth year of college after spending nine years pining over some guy who treated her like she was a back up until she wasn’t.

over the years: After graduating, Ryver made her way to Penn State where she studied criminology and minored in business and eventually worked her ass off to go to Yale for law school. She ended up dating Jonah Hunter, the guy she’d wanted all along in her senior year at Penn, falling madly in love with him and eventually made the leap to marry him a few months after she graduated third in her class at Yale. Four years later, along came their twins Christopher and Ella, and a year and a half later came Emerson, their son. They ended up moving to Back Bay in Boston for Jonah’s job as an associate professor at MIT, and Ryver made partner at a firm in Boston as well. Ryver is the girl that’s most devastated that the girls have drifted apart. The group meant a lot to her and kept her sane throughout her college years.

models: young emma roberts, zosia mamet, katie holmes
taken by: @vogueapparel

collection:
http://www.polyvore.com/ryver_dreicher/collection?id=2312235
 
Comment with your relationship to her as when she was young, a young adult and now.
 
Ryver was likely most deeply affected by the falling out of everyone, but she is kind of a firecracker and finding out now that maybe this marriage and relationship isn't exactly what she always dreamed of.

ryver marla dreicher
{the girly girl}
birthdate: february 12, 1974

likes: lipstick, nail polish, baking, her children, her job, reading, being involved, wisconsin, hockey, memories, her ten old friends, weak men
dislikes: short-term relationships, the distance between her friends, parts of her past, the thought of online dating, biting her tongue (literally and figuratively), black coffee, laziness, how sarcastic she can be.

style: put together but quirky – a little preppy but bohemian based
personality: very shy and unintentionally funny – always saying the wrong thing growing up but at the same time being totally self-aware.

bio: Ryv was the pretty feminine one, always proper unless provoked – the one that didn’t say a whole lot until you got to know her. Ryver spent most of her time listening rather than talking. She went about her business in the normal way – she got great grades, close to the top of the class but not quite. She didn’t have a boyfriend until her fourth year of college after spending nine years pining over some guy who treated her like she was a back up until she wasn’t.

over the years: After graduating, Ryver made her way to Penn State where she studied criminology and minored in business and eventually worked her ass off to go to Yale for law school. She ended up dating Jonah Hunter, the guy she’d wanted all along in her senior year at Penn, falling madly in love with him and eventually made the leap to marry him a few months after she graduated third in her class at Yale. Four years later, along came their twins Christopher and Ella, and a year and a half later came Emerson, their son. They ended up moving to Back Bay in Boston for Jonah’s job as an associate professor at MIT, and Ryver made partner at a firm in Boston as well. Ryver is the girl that’s most devastated that the girls have drifted apart. The group meant a lot to her and kept her sane throughout her college years.

models: young emma roberts, zosia mamet, katie holmes
taken by: @vogueapparel

collection: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=2312235
story:
 
You’re not going to do this actually? I think to myself as I walk down the steps of the building of the class I had actually gotten out of. Meeting Jonah for coffee sounded like the stupidest idea I had ever had. I hated the guy. We had kept in touch over the years and almost had something go on last year before he got back together with his girlfriend, but that’s when I realized I had had enough. Yet I found myself walking towards the coffee shop just off campus. Idiot.
 
I walk into the shop and hear the familiar bell cling from the entrance of a patron. I’m in line already, it’s that long and that’s when I spot him with his shaved head and smirk on his face. Idiot. He gives a shy wave and I return a polite smile before I see him gesturing to the two beverages that were already waiting for us at the table he had. I huff a bit as I walk over there, teetering a bit on my heels waiting for something that probably wasn’t going to happen. Like it did everytime. And even if something did happen (which it wouldn’t) I was leaving for Wisconsin tomorrow to be with the girls.
 
“Ryv, how are you?” Jonah asks, his eyes searing right into mine like they could explore my entire self and everything I was thinking. “I’m fine,” I say shortly. He sighs before brushing a hand back through his head. “I miss you,” He says and I roll my eyes a bit. It was always the same with him. “What do you miss, Jonah? Me constantly being the fall for you when your toxic relationship ends and gets back on track a month later? Do you miss leading me on and making me feel terrible about myself? Or did you ask me hear because you can’t stand that Trey asked me out for dinner last week and you heard about it through the team?” I blurt out, a little louder than I had intended.
 
“You’re better than him, than this, than the way that he treats you. Stand the f-ck up for yourself, Ryv,” I hear Sam’s words ringing in my ear from our conversation the day before.
 
I was taking her advice. I was standing up for myself, right? I wasn’t letting him have this irrational control over me. “Ryv, it was never like that,” He starts as I take sip of my tea, ignoring the stares from the middle-aged group of women directly beside us that were smirking at my slightly obnoxious outburst. “Really, Jonah? Tell me what it was like then?” I ask him. “I’m done with her. 100%. We are over. I can’t stand having you ignore me like this. I need you in my life, kid,” I hear him say before I roll my eyes again.
 
“I’m going home tomorrow. You should probably work on your apology while I’m gone,” I say before gathering up my things, leaving a ten dollar bill on the table and leaving the coffee shop, more bounce in my step than when I had walked in.
 
The girls were going to love this.
These visits were what kept me going.
 
@flowersforalice