Spencer Carlin.

Nicole Chambers.

Ashley Davies.

Summer Hilton.

Anna Molly Lostridge.

Kyla Davies.

Each girl had a story, and everyone knew each one in perfect detail and examination.

Spencer;

The ultimate good girl. The all American, boy crazy pom-pom bumping cheerleader that never failed to give her parents straight A's, a fine reputation, and a respectable daughter. Her mom was a big shot surgeon that worked late at night for whatever reasons. Her dad was a popular architect, whom always hid in his den, but refused to go on any trips. He needed to be with his family. Her brother, Glen decided to join the army right after high school, since he had nothing else to do with his life. She was perfect in all eyes; extremely polite, loving, caring, and just genuinely good. Her heart was pure. But her heart wasn't pure for only boys, and that's where her faults settled in.

Nicole;

The partier. She hated her father for hating her, and showed it every second he was watching. She adored her mother though- even though her mother let her husband keep her away from her daughter. She spent her father's money recklessly, and destroyed everything she bought. She didn't care, and Mr. Chambers didn't either. He was the big time record label owner- not even mentioning the fact he was a big hot rock star back in his day. She was just a girl, his daughter that just happened to be gay. He didn't understand that, so she stopped forcing it on him. She was known for her occasional drug use, but mostly for being Ashley Davies' best friend. And that's what she was proud of.

Ashley;

The badass. Everyone knew Ashley, and Ashley knew everyone that mattered. People knew not to fuck with her; she was a fucking Davies' kid. The middle child of her other 5 siblings; Cash, Allison, Kyla, Ambrose, and Dawn. Aiden came later, as much as Ashley hated it. She wished he never showed up at all. The children of the infamous Raife and Christine Davies. The Davies' owned numerous companies-starting from restraunts to production companies. Raife was the famous one though, being the lead singer of Purple Venom alongside Jack Chambers. Ashley was just as famous though, known for her constant partying and drug use. She was put in the tabloids repeatedly- starting from her stumbling out of a club with a half-naked blonde on her arm, to her brief stay in jail. She was Ashley fucking Davies. And no one messed with her.

Summer;

The popular girl. She hadn't asked to be popular, she just had always been. Unlike most popular girls though- Summer didn't fit into that whole dumb preppy girl stereotype. She was genuinely sweet, and she really did care about how people's days were going. She was head of student government, there for she knew everyone, and she knew how to please everyone. She was terribly beautiful; tall lanky brunette with emerald eyes. She dressed like a model- making all the boys drool. Too bad for them though, she was more interested in making the girls drool. Even though she had that closet all to herself.

Anna Molly;

The teenage mom. Turns out, if you get pregnant at 15, that's what you'll be known for. She had it lucky though- her reputation was the only hard thing she had to handle. Her parents still supported her, and continued to help raise her baby. The douche bag of a father was still around- even though she took care of Sophia most of the time. She still had her tiny social life; all her friends adored Sophia. If only she knew.

Kyla;

Another Davies' kid. The pretty looking rich girl, to be exact. Through her weird rich looking persona, she wasn't like that. She was nice, and loved helping people (to many people's surprise). Known for being Ashley's little sister, no one fucked with her either; most people cherished their lives. Ever so, she loved to party, taking after her last name. She stopped at alcohol though; she knew Ashley would kill her if she even thought of going further. She wasn't only known for being Ashley's little sister though- she was known as Kyla. She held up her own. And many respected her for it. As she thought.

Everyone's connected. Everyone's sleeping with somebody.