a puff of smoke fell from lips colored by cherry chapstick, dissipating into the los angeles sky. camila’s forearms rested on the railing, fingers tapping along to the vague music spilling out from inside. the distinctive smell of her joint mixed with her quietly sweet perfume seemed to hang around the thin frame of the twenty-something year old personal assistant and blogger, who had spaced slightly as she looked at the view. realizing she was no longer alone, camila looked over and greeted the other with an easy smile. “ sorry. didn’t see you there for a second, ” she apologized, waving her hand slightly. “ pretty view, thought i’d appreciate it, ” camila explained. recalling her station, she instinctively asked with slightly widened eyes – “ did you need something? ”
calista knew that she was young and inexperienced; it certainly showed when at public events. she wasn’t necessarily used to the social scene even though she was talkative. most people seemed to be under the influence of something and she never knew how to handle that. since being on the show, she had been homeschooled so lacked exposure to the things that actually went on at parties. her iced lemonade in her left hand, the little blonde twiddled the straw awkwardly as she approached the other. “i was just going to suggest that you should probably get inside as the weather’s going to get worse. i love that it’s such nice weather here but when it’s bad, it’s bad.” being from chicago, calista wasn’t used to the lovely weather but she certainly didn’t miss the other type. there was a reason why she was always going to be inside practising her dance routines, she hated wet and windy weather! “sorry i bothered you though, wasn’t my intention to disturb you.”
UNCOMFORTABLE WOULDN’T EVEN DESCRIBE YUN’S MIND AT THE MOMENT, and yet his feet were forced to move inside, as the melody made bodies swing with one another, pieces of art and jewellery were displayed for all to see and, for one last time, his dark hues observed his most prized goods exposed, surrounded by a group of people. a sigh left his lips as he paced casually towards the open bar, head lifting in the most endearing way as he asked for his usual “－whiskey, iced like my soul.” it was almost an inner joke, which the bartender chuckled nervously to, before turning away. his brow raised to the vulnerable person standing next to him, his voice adopting a mocking tone as he spoke: “－wow, you almost feel as uncomfortable as i do.”
calista wasn’t used to going to events like this but her mother believed it was both good publicity and a good opportunity to solidify various connections in the industry. the little blonde did want a career in the arts, it was just a shame that being on a reality television show that started filming when she was eight damaged her reputation. she was a beautiful dancer but the cameras used the fact that she was a favourite to portray her as a brat. reality tv was full of them and she had involuntarily been added to the list. calista did try to be as well behaved at events like this; she knew better than to push the envelope. “i don’t think the bartender wants to hear about your icey soul.” the girl chuckled. “sorry, i just don’t really know where to start at events like this. waiting in line to get a lemonade has never felt so taxing to me.”
hi again !! i’m late with this intro as i wasn’t around last night but this is my younger muse, calista !! i’m so excited to rp with you all and i’ll be sifting through the starter tag shortly. thank you so much for joining !!
･:*:･ﾟ☆ ( kiernan shipka. eighteen. cisfemale. she/her ) ↷ ( calista o’connor ) has been spotted by the paparazzi in los angeles. they are a ( d ) list celebrity known for their career as a ( reality star / dancer & actress ). they’re known by their fans to be ( determined, mature & innovative ) but the tabloids frequently portray them to be ( judgemental, entitled & sensitive ) . i wish them every success in the entertainment industry. (eleanor. 21. gmt. she/her) ･:*:･ﾟ☆
calista was born in chicago; she was an only child so was to be her mother’s prodigy.
when she was only eighteen months old, she was in dance class and absolutely loved it. although her mother pushed her to do it, wanting her to start so young so that she’d have a head start, the girl actually liked it so she was grateful to the woman. however, more extracurricular activities followed as she grew up and by the age of six, calista was enrolled in dance (several different styles), theater, piano, gymnastics and latin. how she managed to fit it all in, her teachers didn’t know. she was a great student and always made sure every minute was spent wisely.
however, as she got older and started getting more recognition for her dancing, she started to slip. her dancing wasn’t as good as it could be so her mother decided to pull her from school and home school her. she cried as she didn’t want to leave her friends but soon enough, her dance friends became her family and she would spend every moment with them.
her family moved out to la for her career when she was scouted and an artist wanted to use her in a low budget music video. not much came from it but they were all now in the land of opportunities and her mom was going to make sure that she used them.
she was nine when she was cast on the hit tv show ‘dance moms: dance like you mean it’ ; she was the favorite, her talent being undeniable but others stated that her dance teacher was pushing her far too much.
the show was toxic for calista; she hated the pressure from her teacher and it caused her to break down on television but it was cut to make her look like a stroppy brat when she really just wanted her to give her some space.
whilst this was happening, her friends were getting absolutely grilled by their teacher, who never had a good way with words and that caused a greater rift between them. it seemed that her dance family took a dislike to her because she listened to her teacher and not them; she wanted to be the best she could be, she loved dance but the blacklash from the show was hard to deal with.
it wasn’t until a well known artist picked her to be in their music video that she blew up. at first she couldn’t believe it but after a while, she found that she was constantly booking jobs. the time away from the studio did her well and she left at the age of fifteen.
calista doesn’t talk to her dance teacher or her old dance team, not that she doesn’t want to but she just doesn’t feel like she’s a part of their little squad anymore, not to mention her dance teacher is trying to take credit for everything she has ever done!
for the past two years, she has been in a few movies with supporting roles but she hopes to get better at everything. she was always the one with the technique and emotion when it came to her dancing and hopes to get better at it with time.
she’s tough on herself way too much and is stressed with the fame beyond belief; everyone seems to have an opinion on her past and about her family and they know absolutely nothing about her. she’s scared of messing up her career and her life and feels like she has to act so maturely but makes her look phoney as heck !!
the tv show has had a negative impact on her and she still hasn’t recovered from all the hate she received, attacks on her personality for being a pampered, spoiled princess that got handed everything as she was one of the favorites; calista is a hard worker and now she feels like she has something to prove the world!
