Fleur Beaumont

Fleur Beaumont, 17, Junior

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Fleur honestly still wasn’t sure why she’d decided to go to the party, it not exactly being that place. Though she enjoyed seeing everyone at school, it was different being in a party scene surrounded by drunk people when she was the designated driver. Cuddled up in her black teddy coat, she felt strangely peaceful, looking out at the bright fire. The blonde saw the alcohol bottle being passed towards her before anything else, turning to face the direction it was coming from. “I’m designated driver, so I’m not drinking tonight. Thanks for asking though! Are you having a great evening?”

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damianfitz‌:

Ugh, parties. Damian wonders why it seems impossible for people his age to just gather and be civilized. Why did alcohol have to be a necessary component in having fun? Speaking of which, alcohol. So much of it. It takes a while for Damian to find some soda among all of the empty beer bottles and discarded solo cups. It takes him even longer to find a cup that looks remotely clean. Even then, he takes out the kerchief he keeps in his back pocket and rubs it down, hoping to clean it as best as possible before it touches his lips. “I swear, this situation could be drastically improved if it was a little more orderly.” And hygienic.

Though Fleur did occasionally have a few drinks, usually a glass of champagne or wine at a company party, she was never fond of drinking in a large group like this. It worried her, losing herself to alcohol especially with the way she grew up. With her parents being alcoholic, it had really put her off drinking large amounts. She’d only agreed to go because she was driving, stopping anyone from trying to persuade her from having anything. “I guess. At least mostly everyone’s having fun.”

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hugobankson‌:

While Hugo would’ve rather have gotten completely wasted at a bbc party this good, he decided to hang back on all of the alcohol to make sure things went without a hitch. Planning, and making sure no narcs heard word of it was stressful enough without him managing to do something as damming as blacking out the whole night to not even remember anything about it. Especially not when it was the first year where his planning and opinion actually made an impact. The only thing that felt nearly as bad as a staff member from school crashing, was a girl he’d been swerving for being uncomfortably clingy. In almost a panicked look, he walked over to the nearest person and nudged them. “Can you do me a solid? Act like we’re busy talking?”

Going to the event that her ex had for sure organised was a nerve racking thing. Since they’d stopped dating just after the summer, Fleur had done her very best to ignore the guy who’d cut her deep, acting like they were in a relationship before suddenly changing his mind. She had been watching a group play a drinking game when Hugo came up to her, the blonde frowning slightly. “Why should I do you a favour? Anyway, I doubt we have anything to talk about.”

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ohcndrea‌:

andrea? at a bbc party? shit faced? never. she’d ditched her black overcoat at some point and second, lighter orange coat was hanging loosely around her shoulders. no longer feeling the cold, not with all the booze and people around her keeping the inside of the barn toasty. she didn’t bring a flask with her, she’d brought a water bottle filled with vodka to share with kat and maddy and maybe jay if he was lucky, but somehow she had a flask in her hand. and then she was taking a particularly long swig of it, while making a face but the taste didn’t shorten her swig by any measure. “ oh my god, ” she let out once finished, covering her mouth with her hand for a moment before she brought the flask back up to eye level to inspect it. “ this isn’t mine, ” she concluded after a moment, taking another much smaller swig and giving the same disgusted look as she did. shaking her head, “ yeah, no, this definitely isn’t mine. ” she confirmed, as if the second swig had really proved it when just looking at the flask hadn’t. “ is it your’s? ” she asked, meeting the eyes of someone close to her, and offering the flask out to them.

Fleur couldn’t quite be sure why she’d agreed to go to the party, it not really being her scene. She hadn’t agreed to go, not until her friends had begged her. The blonde only reluctantly accepted, deciding to drive as a good excuse to not be forced into drinking. Though dressed up compared to some of the other students, she felt more comfortable in a skirt rather than jeans. The young french was standing on the outskirts, watching her friends have fun when the person next to her spoke. “Not mine. I’m the designated driver so no drinking for me. Someone probably put it down.”

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coat || shoes

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I just wanted to apologise for my absence. I’ve been sick all weekend so it just really wasn’t working getting replies down. I should get on tomorrow after work, depending on if I’m better. Lmk if you want to plot with Fleur <3

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Lili Reinhart attends Michael Muller’s HEAVEN, presented by The Art of Elysium on January 5th, 2019.

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Lili Reinhart and KJ Apa reenacting Betty and Archie’s dance from first episode for Teen Vogue’s Truth or Dare

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Betty + the boys locker room

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faithfullymckay‌:

“In here is absolutely filthy!” Faith exclaimed, her duster flurrying quickly over the surface as she tried not to let the disgust that seeped through her words show on her face. She respected the nuns, of course she did, but she was beginning to wonder if anybody had hired proper cleaners for the Academy. It may have only been a short Winter break, but the dust and dirt had certainly mounted and she knew herself too well to think that she would get anything done surrounded by that. “There, doesn’t that look much better,” She wasn’t really asking, her hands on hips as she observed her hard work, and she definitely wasn’t done just yet.

Fleur forced a small smile on her face at Faith, looking up from her book. She knew she shouldn’t have expected anything else with the blonde, the only one to actually care about things like that. “I guess so. How’s your break been, Faith? I’m sure you’ve been very busy.”

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albcrtlawrence‌:

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Albert had only been in the library to pass the time, and there was a part of him that used to enjoy reading that was more than likely productive to pick up again. Sadly enough, he actually needed to look at old yearbooks to see potential events Student Council could pick up on again. Al didn’t expect the place to be busy with students, but seeing as how this school had a lot of nerds and know-it-alls. “Thank you.” He had a bunch of yearbooks in his hand. “I didn’t think this many people would be in here seeing as how everything just picked back up.”

The blonde smiled at the vice president of the student council, a position she had hoped to get, not that she remained bitter about it. “I think a lot of people realised how little work they’d done over the break so cramming it in now before it’s due. I noticed it last year as well.”

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brooksmcknight‌:

“So, what are your new year’s resolutions?” Brooks asked the other curiously, spinning his milkshake between his palms, a small trail of condensation from the plastic cup leaking onto the table. “I’m thinking I need to work out more, you know? Shed some post-Christmas pounds. Granny is the devil, but I’ll admit, the old hag sure knows how to cook. Anyway, speaking of devils…” he smirked, looking up at them with a mischievous glint in his eyes. They weren’t supposed to talk about this, but then again, they weren’t supposed to do a lot of things, and according to Brooks, rules were made to be broken. 

“My buddies at home and I did an American Horror Story marathon during the Christmas break, like, as a challenge to see who would freak out and puke first. It was funny, because in the ‘Asylum’ season, this freaky nun got possessed by the devil. And like, it got me wondering, since this place is basically an asylum, like, that could easily happen in here as well. It would explain the satanic shit on the walls, as well as how creepy some of the nuns are. Let’s be real, one of them has to be secretly worshiping the devil, right?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t really celebrate New Years this time so I guess I never thought about it. Maybe drink more water? I often get so caught up, I end up forgetting.” Fleur couldn’t help but flush at his next comments, not that she should be surprised. She knew what Brooks was like now. The blonde listened to him speak, biting down her bottom lip before shaking her head. “I don’t want to think about all of what. I’m sure it’s nothing on that scale. I just don’t think it’s someone at the school. Maybe someone broke in?”

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hcymickey‌:

“Thanks,” she said in a single staccato, sliding her laptop across the table to make room for her elbows. “Fucking crazy how busy it is in here. Sometimes I think they made the library have faster wifi on purpose so kids wouldn’t be holed up in their dorm rooms watching porn. Or looking up other stuff the firewall supposedly blocks.”

The blonde smiled at her, “I think a lot of people forgot about homework. I’ve found the first day back on campus is filled with people cramming as much in as possible. One day, I’ll just remember to study in my room, you can’t exactly get that much done.”

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donovanwright‌:

“Um hey- really sorry to bother you and this is probably going to sound weird and all, but if you happen to run into Faith McKay or if she asks where I went, can you please tell her that the rapture came and took me? I’m afraid it’s the only way she’ll leave me alone. Maybe if she thinks Jesus beamed me up to heaven or some shit, she’ll stop calling for me.” He frowned, looking over his shoulder for fear that Faith may show up at any given moment. “No wait, scratch that. She might actually believe Jesus was back and cause a scene about how she hadn’t been ‘called home’ or something. Uh…” Donovan looked around as he tried to figure out where exactly he should hide out before the overly chipper blonde got tired of looking for him. 

Fleur smiled slightly at her, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Though the two were on friendly times now, the blonde would never forget the first time she met Faith and her doing her best to sign her up something. “Of course. She was just in here so you may have a little time before you have to find a new hiding spot. What’s she trying to make you join?”

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damianfitz‌:

Damian doesn’t have a traditional use for the library. Yes, it’s a great place to study and fill your head with recorded knowledge, but it’s also a great place to hunt. And if you’re as lucky as Damian is today, an opportunity presents itself to you before you can even find it. He perks up at the words, already nearing the table. “Don’t mind if I do,” he responds with a hint of a smile, unbuttoning his jacket so it doesn’t bunch before slipping into the seat beside hers. As Fenwick House Captain, he makes it a point to know each house member by name, or at least recognize their face. He knows this blonde is one of his, but he can’t seem to put a name to her face… Best to avoid it till it comes to him. “So, are you catching up on work like the rest of them or is this leisurely reading?” He asks, offering a charming chuckle.

Fleur smiled, realising it was her house captain. The two had spoken several times before, mostly over what his duties were. The blonde hoped to be made house captain when she was senior, so wanted to get all the lessons she could from the boy. “How has your break been like?” She asked politely, putting down her book for a moment before chuckling. “The latter. I got everything done over break and I wanted to go through the topics for the next term.”

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hugobankson‌:

The more time that passed, the more Hugo wished he was still back in New York. He made a habit of staying out all night at parties that resulted in his still splitting headache as of now. Of course, it was the reason he’d put off homework until this particular moment. But his train of thought broke the second he heard the interjecting voice. “You sure? I’m notoriously distracting. It’s probably why nobody else is offering up a spot.” He teased before pulling out the chair. 

Fleur bit her lip, shrugging her shoulders. “I’m positive. I have two older brothers so I’m used to having to concentrate to them shouting at a football match whilst trying to do homework.” The blonde smiled faintly at him. “I’m Fleur.”

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jvstteddy‌:

If Teddy knew the library would be so packed, she would’ve tried to find another place to hang out and work on some drawings, but now there she was, notebook in hand and too cold to go anywhere else. Honestly, she could’ve just walked around for a while to keep herself warm before heading back to her room, but that girl was a lifesaver. Teddy could only smile in return. “You sure? You look busy there, I don’t wanna distract you or anything.”

Fleur smiled at her roommates, shaking her head. “I’m not busy, you know me. I’m just getting ahead of myself. In a way, I could probably do with a little distraction. I haven’t taken a break in ages.”