Calen James Hunter
Even though it would be his first time seeing his new classmates- and inevitable competitors- Calen felt rather prepared waking up the morning of September 7th. He didn’t know his way around Beryl Heights yet, having moved only a week ago, because he had spent all of his limited time researching and finding out about Blue Royalty. It was perfect for him. Calen knew that one of his primary focuses for his senior year, aside from ascending the social ladder and acing his classes, would be gaining a place on the legendary scoreboard that was the Blue Bloods and carry on to undoubtedly become Blue Royalty.
Perhaps he was overconfident, but that was because he was positive in the fact that he will do whatever it takes. Or at least try to.
The sound of a mocking laugh came from behind him as Calen checked his outfit in the mirror, intentionally choosing blue to fit the occasion. Calen turned, with raised eyebrows, to face his younger sister. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to get Blue Royalty?” Leilani marvelled. The Hunter family was filled with constant tension from the underlying rivalry of who was going to be the most successful descendant. “Yeah, well, you’re obviously never going to get it,” Calen replied, brushing past her without a second look. “So someone in the family has to.”
Conveniently, the Rockefeller Residence was situated not far from his new house, but that didn’t stop him from driving to the party to show off his (parents) Lamborghini since he knew first impressions were also based on the method of transport to the opulent and notorious parties like this one.
He parked the car next to the other extravagant cars, pleased to see how well his car fit in with the others-- which he hoped would also be the case with him and the crowd of seniors awaiting him in the property beside him. Calen took a glimpse at his phone that had just gotten a notification, before finally entering. Upon arriving, Calen smiled knowing that there were a few confused eyes his way at the stranger invading the party. He decided to approach someone, to make an attempt at taking his first step up the social ladder. Calen looked around and saw a blonde figure who had just arrived.
“I suppose you’re one of my competitors for Blue Royalty?” Calen inquired. “Well, they say to keep your enemies close, I’m Calen Hunter.”
@/Littlefeets — Jezebel Mallory Sloane