you were new to blackwell, and everybody had heard about you, because you’d been in movies and shows before, until you finally realised you had a passion for filming more than acting. you got into blackwell and moved to arcadia bay. everybody was talking about you. except for one, chloe price. she did not give a shit.

you walked into your art class, taking a seat next to the blue haired punk. chloe barely even looked up, just to the side. she didn’t say anything, frankly not caring.