“I just walked into the cafeteria and some boy literally pointed at me, turned to his friends and yelled ‘DIBS!’ I fucking hate High School.”
bianca rolled her eyes in disgust. “well, one thing’s for sure; boys are just as shitty here as they were back in crenshaw.” she stabbed her fork into her salad and sighed. “please tell me you kneed the asshole in his dick, or something.”
“ flattered —- but CAN’T really say i’m interested —- not one for SCHOOL FUNCTIONS, y’know? ” shoulders rise in a shrug.she’s got better things to do than attend things she’s skipped out on since she first arrived here. “ — and you have a mätarlarv in your hair. ”
“to be fair,” bianca started fiddling with the zipper of her jacket and continue “i don't feel like going, either. but, it is a fundraiser for our next theater production. so, try to spread the word with the rest of your lil’ cheer squad, okay? thanks in advance.” she turned, and began walking away. then, she processed what the blonde girl just said to her. slowly, she turned around and looked at her with a look of almost painful fear. “wait, you said i have a what in my hair?
“Always so touchy.” Calum sighed as he leaned against his desk and twirled his weapon of choice between his fingers. “Maybe if you smoked a little more it’d help you relax. That’s exactly the kind of thing I could go for right now. Sound’s so much better then listening to whatever this asshole has to say for the next hour.” He whined as he reached into his backpack to make sure he was set for after class. “You up for ditching class and taking a little break from all these dickheads?”
Bianca looked behind her at their teacher. He hadn’t even noticed the two conversing as he droned on and on about the topic the class was going over. She though about his offer. It wasn’t like she had anything important to do today. So she smirked and looked back at Calum. “You know what? I actual am.”
Gage sat on a yoga mat, meditating. However, it was cut short by someone coming into the gym and groaning about something. The blond sighed, opening her eyes. She absolutely wasn’t finished but she could try again later. She had figured that she would be able to meditate in the gym during lunch break, but that proved to be wrong. “What happened?” she asked curiously, once the other girl noticed her. “I was meditating.”
Bianca jumped in surprise when she heard the girl’s voice, and whirled around. “Oh, crap... I didn’t realize anyone was in here.” She pointed behind her, to the door she just came in from and said “There’s nothing going on, I just needed a break from the crowd of kids back there.” She mentally groaned at the thought of mass of children, both Beverly and Crenshaw natives, who swarmed the halls and barely her any space to breathe. However, she went on. “If you need me too, I’ll leave.
Calum couldn’t help but chuckle at the girls response. She was quick to snap which was why she’d made the perfect target. “How else am I supposed to get your attention? Not like I can just call out in the middle of class right?” He asked quietly as he glanced up to make sure their teachers back was still turned. “Who’s to say I didn’t want smoke back at Crenshaw? I’ll have you know I find smoking to be quite enjoyable.”
bianca rolled her eyes and groaned. as annoyed as she was today, she was not in the mood to deal with calum. plus, she had rehearsals today, and it was better she saved her pent up anger for the stage. so, she sighed and relaxed her aggressive stance. “let me correct myself, i am not in the mood for smoke. dealing with these preppy dickheads at bev is shit already, the last thing i need right now is for anyone from back home to get under nerves, too.“
Bev High wasn’t bad, she’d give it that much. Even when it came to the gym– despite it being smaller and slightly less kept than her previous school, it was nothing to scoff at. Besides, she knew exiting the private school stream was going to be a bit of a wake up. At least she could wear her own clothes here? Payson was admiring the banners on the wall when she heard a voice, words echoing her inner sentiment and she couldn’t help but laugh a touch. “Oh no, it’s okay, sorry. Just…. checking it out? Self guided tour?” the blonde replied. Not a complete lie. “Sorry, is there something in here soon or…?” she asked, wondering if this was the other trying to drop a hint that it was time to clear out
bianca’s face heated with embarrassment. she really had to watch her mouth in public, it would get her in trouble get one day. well, it already has, plenty of times too, but still. “oh no, there’s nothing going on,” she told payson. she recognized the blonde from the hallways, but they’d never actually conversed before. “i just needed a second to get away from there.” bianca pointed her thumb at the door over her shoulder, motioning to the busy main hallway that stood behind it. “so, you’re new here?” bianca asked. “i’ve never seen you at crenshaw, so i was just wondering.”
To say that Cal was bored in class would have been an understatement. His eyes had been aching since the beginning of class, desperate for the sweet embrace of sleep. Dark brown locks, fell in his face as he fought the pull gravity seemed to have on his head. Unfortunately he couldn’t afford to get kicked out again for falling asleep in class so instead he decided to find an alternative way to entertain himself. Cal reached into his backpack and pulled a sheet of paper out, ripping off small pieces of it, before rolling it into a tube. He waited for just the right moment, when his teacher had his back turned before shoving the small ripped up pieces into the tube and blowing his shot directly at the head of the person sitting in front of him.
bianca was not having the best day. her classes have been boring, she has done everything but get along with the kids at beverly hills, and she was beyond tired. when she felt a spit ball hit her back, she frowned and glanced behind her shoulder. her frown deepened when she noticed it was calum sitting behind her. “cut it out, dickhead,” she cautioned, dark eyes narrowed in warning. “you didn’t want any smoke back at crenshaw, and you don’t want any smoke today, either.”
bianca opened the door to the school’s gym. her face was stuffed into the screen, she let out an audible groan when she read the text.she’d have to re-audition to join beverly hills’ drama club. she was sure that she’d get in, but it still wasn’t something she cared about doing. “god i hate this fuckin’ place,” she mumbled under breath. the tall girl slipped her phone into her pocket and finally looked up. she jumped when she noticed the person standing only a yard away from her. “oh! shit, i didn’t know anyone else was in here, sorry.” then she paused. “what are you doing here, by the way?”
“I swear to god if Mr. Paulson pulls this fuckery again to get me in detention I will literally get him fired. like I will literally call my dad and get him fired. this is so stupid and I need a drink.” the petite girl huffed looking over at the other person in detention. “what did you do to get in here? a teach give you an injustice too?”
bianca softly smirked, her body lazily leaning against the school chair. “i got into a little bit of a... physical argument with some bratty chick in my calculus class. not necessarily an ‘injustice’, but definitely well deserved.”
“I swear I’m actually going to murder someone if I have to defend my spot in this school any more than I already have.”
bianca lets out an amused laugh. “you think these preppy dickheads are gonna let you in so easily? they’ve got their daddy’s money and their coach’s bias that’ll give them anything they ask for.”
Once a week during lunch, Chantal would sneak off to whatever classroom was closest to spend the hour in. She craved the peace and quiet some days as the stress from cheer, AP classes, extracurricular activities, and home life would drain all the energy from her. Opening the door to one of the math teacher’s classrooms, she noticed it was occupied. “Sorry, hope I’m not interrupting anything.” she said, though she hadn’t really cared if she was, and stepped into the room.
bianca was tapping away at her laptop, trying to get her essay finished before her ap english lit class started when the door opened. she jumped suddenly, wondering if there was an actual class that was supposed to start in there. the schedule at beverly hills high was still chinese to her, and the last thing she needed was to be distracted by a mass of teenagers. but, instead it was just a girl. bianca had seen her a few times in the halls and they shared some classes together, her name was chantal. the girl greeted her and bianca gave her a weak one-sided grin. “nah, it’s good,” bianca said “feel free to do as you please.”
A soft sigh left Louisa’s lips as she tossed her fork onto her plate, pursing her lips as she distastefully stared at her food. Her appetite didn’t exist today–much to her loss, as she knew she’d be starving later in the day with her upcoming rehearsals–and to make things worse, she was suffering serious back pains from her period.
She was sitting alone–as usual–in the cafeteria with her book bag by her side, and with a second resigned sigh, she slumped and covered her face with her hands.
Bianca placed her tray on the lunch table and sat down. Normally, she wasn’t the one to eat school lunch. Mostly because the food she got at Crenshaw was disgustingly inedible. But, if there was one good thing she could say about Beverly Hills, it was that their food was 5-star worthy.
She was getting ready to toss a fry into her mouth when she noticed Louisa, sitting at the table beside her and staring at her food bitterly. She knew Louisa from plenty of school acts they’d both been a part of.
Bianca lean down to get closer and said, “No offense but, uh, you like like shit, Louisa.”
[ NORMANI KORDEI, FEMALE, SHE/HER] OH THEM? THAT’S BIANCA SIMONE THE EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD SENIOR WHO GOT INTO THE SCHOOL BECAUSE OF THEIR SCHOLARSHIP. I SAW GRAFFITI ON THE BATHROOM STALL THAT SAID THEY WERE WILD AND FRIVOLOUS, BUT I THINK THAT THEY’RE CONFIDENT AND INDEPENDENT. I WONDER IF THEY WILL GET ON WITH THE BEVERLY HILLS LOT? [ MONYKA, 18, EST, SHE/HER ]
omg hey everyone im monyka and this is my lil princess bianca!! i’m kinda late to writing my intro down bc of school, but im really excited to join this community! if u guys wanna plot, feel free!
B A S I C I N F O
↬ birth name: bianca sasha simone
↬ star sign: aquarius
↬ date of birth: feb 8 2001
↬ sexual orientation: bisexual
/ p / confident, independent, distinctive, assertive, easy going, loyal, spirited
/ n / wild, frivolous, aloof, uncompromising, stubborn, detached, extremist, narcissistic
H I S T O R Y
↬ born in compton, california, bianca was raised in a not-so comfortable situation. her father was a gangbanger, and left her and her mother when bianca was only three years old.
↬ bianca is an only child. that’s mostly because she was born suddenly out of wedlock, and after her father left their makeshift family, her mother turned to drugs. her mom was too focused on her life-ruining addiction to look for growing her family.
↬ she used to be close to her mother. but as her mother succumbed to her drug addiction, bianca grew distant from her mother. with no siblings, and no parents to take care of herself, bianca became a very independent person. she took care of herself, and at around 10, she even started making her own money when her neighborhood’s corner store decided to give her some money for helping up cleaning up the store.
↬ bianca always did good in school. she had barely any money, as her mom did not have great spending habits, and when she was old enough to realize that college was not cheap, bianca decided to better up academically.
↬ at age 12, bianca was taken away from her mother by child services. she was taken to a distant aunt, since her father was in prison and not available to be a parent. and that’s how she found her way to the crenshaw district.
↬ in middle school and high school, bianca still kept up her academics. she also found herself falling in love with the stage, and acting. with a pretty good voice, and acting skills that better by the minute, bianca is also a very prominent member of crenshaw’s drama club, and film club. however, when crenshaw burned down, the main thing that gave her the beverly hills scholarship was her academics. though not valedictorian, she is still in the top 10% of her class, with a fair amount of awards and grants to add onto her name.
↬ despite seeming like the perfect student, others know that bianca is far from what people may stereotype a ‘smart kid’ as. she’s wild, and a party lover. her aunt is a nurse who typically works the night shift, so her place is the typical spot for parties. she also is a bit of a bad girl, who isn’t afraid to stand on her own and call people out on their bullshit. she tends to be pretty unemotional at times, with how ruthless her independent tendencies get. this gets her into trouble a lot, but it also made her quite popular.
F U N F A C T S
↬ her favorite musicals are heathers and dear even hansen
↬ she has a resting bitch face, and because of her aloofness, a lot of people think she’s the last person you’d become friends with. but, once she likes you she’s extremely loyal and friendly.
↬ gets in trouble a lot at drama club because she tends to think that she’s the best act there.
↬ she is not excited about getting to beverly hills high. but, since her home school is literally dust right now, and her aunt would like her to have a good, prestigious school on her resume for college, she took the scholarship up.
↬ doesn’t care for sports like at all.
↬ she is the definition of self love and is a strong believer of looking your best for yourself. she is always in the bathroom, fixing up her hair, makeup, or outfit.
↬ loves using vine references and reaction pics. that’s literally 80% of her texting language.
↬ she has had a lot of relationships, with both men and women. most of them start as hookups at parties, but they never last. bianca hates commitment and doesn’t realize that eventually, she’ll have to learn how to commit one day.
finally, here it is – consider this my christmas present to the rpc. on the page [ here ] you will find 610 gif icons of normani kordei hamilton. all of which were made by me from scratch and are 100px. i put a lot of time and effort into making these so i ask that you not add into other hunts, edit without permission, or claim as yours. likes/reblogs are highly encouraged if you find these useful. and i do plan on updating these as i make more.