GABRIEL SEELEY CHASE

SO ROCK'N ROLL SO COOPERATE SUIT
SO DAMN UGLE SO DAMN CUTE
SO WELL TRAINED SO ANIMAL
SO NEED YOUR LOVE SO FUCK YOU ALL.

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welcome to 'bloomfield falls', colleague. i am evan armstrong, dean of this school and the one person who can either make or break you. i am kidding of course; i suppose my humor might have gone unnoticed. it's your age, i don't blame you. bit absorbed in the whole application process, aren't you? of course you are, i know your kind.

in order for us to determine whether you will fit in here or not i am going to ask you a few simple question. if you could just answer them as honestly as possible, that'd be great. before we begin go ahead and make yourself comfortable.
what the hell? don't touch those tiny pretzels, they are the last I've got!


I AM NOT AFRAID OF DYING I JUST DON'T WANT TO.

so, it's just you and i in my little office. do you like it? i picked the curtains out myself. anyway, i am me and you are but what exactly does that mean? why are you here?
"Well, to tell you the truth, sir, you really should have chosen a different color. That color just doesn't seem to fit with... well, anything in here really. Why am I here? Well, that's a little more complicated than anything else. Every one has their story. I personally don't like to talk about mine much. If you want to say I am running away from the past? You would be right."

nope, not impressed. not in the slightest. but the interview has only just started; don't worry.. there are only about 200 others wanting this spot as badly as you. if i called you by any other name, would that make you more comfortable?
"Gabe, Gabriel, Chase. It doesn't matter."

it has a ring to it, i give you that. now that we are practically acquainted, tell me a little bit more about yourself. personal things you hoped i wouldn't ask.
"Well, let's see. I'm twenty-three, obviously male. As if it was any of your business I am bi-sexual. In case you can't place the accent, I spent most of my life in Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia. I am in my second year of med school, though I have taken this semester off to get some breathing room from life."

wow i am still awake, i’m surprised, really. you talk a little bit like you've swallowed a stick or you've been screaming your lungs out at a concert, all night. speaking of that, what do you like to do when you're not at work?
"Okay so… likes? Well, let’s see. There’s my motorcycle, men, women, sushi, espresso… Um… I love hard rock music, my pet hedgehog, Frixion, Natasha Bedingfield. I think the things that I like the most though are a challenge and being in control of situations. I am a bit of a risk taker. I love sky diving, mountain climbing, cliff diving… I think I have pretty much done it all."

and you’re still alive? you must have some pretty good insurance or a nifty lawyer, eh? i love it, i am a bit of a risk taker myself. now that you got my attention again, tell me about all the things you avoid in life.
"Ha. What do I dis-like? Well, that’s pretty easy to answer I guess. Stupidity, being lectured about my actions and choices, country music, failure. My dad is a big one. We don’t get along. Jeez, um… Mexican food, being away from Australia and small spaces. Yes, I am extremely claustrophobic."

now that i know a little bit more about your precious self, go on and humor me some more. what kind of person are you, really? you know.. like when no one is watching or in general; i am not picky.
”First, I am a very honest and blunt person. Sugar-coating things only makes you look like an asshole and I don't need to watch what I say to accomplish looking like a jerk. Sometimes it takes me a while to see someone else's feelings when I speak. Usually, I will realize what I did. Okay, so I never do and it usually takes someone reminding me. One thing I learned early on is that there is just something about us Chase men that we can get away with nearly anything with anyone. And this is why my life is fun.

I like to think of myself as intelligent, quick-thinking guy who loves extreme sports, living on the edge. Others say I'm an arrogant prick. My temper sometimes will get the best of me and will lead to rather violent outbursts of anger. I don't know what to say when someone is feeling uneasy or sad, but I try to comfort others the best I can. I'm hell bent on destroying my enemies and will stop at nothing to achieve that goal. I tend to act first and ask questions later.

I am a very loyal guy believe it or not. Once you break through and earn the term 'friend', I will always be there for you when you need me. Sometimes I do over do the whole protection thing. I always know what's best. Whether or not my protection is warranted.

Love and relationships. My motto's simple and blunt: "Never trust a naked woman. If her mouth is open, then she's obviously lying." And I live by it. I've been hurt before and I am done. I don't trust any woman and usually I really don't like spending more than one night with them. I don't give into thoughts of love, content to live in the realm of lust and luxury. to me, those thoughts are for fools."

hmm, you sure as hell are not afraid to point out your flaws, are you? that could either mean you are smart and know not to piss me off by not answering my questions or you’re just plain dumb and don't even know that i am watching your every move. kidding, again. did you catch it this time? was it funny?
"To tell you the truth. No."

that was good! that was really good. i am starting to like you. but let's say i had never seen you before and needed to pick you out in the staff room; how would i recognize you?
"I am every bit a girl's (or guy’s) dream guy - tall, dark, and handsome, with an easy, charming smile. My short brown hair combined with my father's brown eyes create an air of mystery about me. while the shape of my jaw, (more smooth than rugged - a gift from my mother no doubt), can pull you in and make me seem kinder, don't be fooled for a bit. Beneath the clothing lies the scars left from years of living with a demon.

Typically, I dress in jeans and button down shirts. Sometimes though it is much easier for me to simply dress in jeans and tees to help me move freely. Only the best clothes I can afford, of course. Dad has seen to it that I have everything I want or need here in Bloomfield Falls. You could say I am a little spoiled but that kinda comes with that territory shit, right?

I have a tattoo on my right shoulder. A red tribal dragon. I got it a few years ago. I like it. It's not too big but it is solid red color. It was one of those things that I just couldn't resist."

well, i can tell looks are not your strong point. but what is?
"Well, the accent is definitely a strength. I've noticed that the accent is hard for people to resist. It's absolutely great. My charm. I mean, if you put on a little charm, who can really resist? I am a quick thinker, not only does it keep me from trouble, but it also keeps people on their toes. I’m intelligent and not embarrassed to admit I actually care about my studies. As much as I dislike him, my dad has been nothing but supportive of me since my mom died. And that is a good thing."

blimey! you could have fooled me. let me make a note of that. hold on just one second, will you? okay, i am good. continue.
"Biggest weakness? My temper. It really does get the best of me and I can’t help it. I am impatient. I get it from my father unfortunately. I am stubborn as hell. But then again. Who isn’t? And the risk taking is a weakness. Heh. I guess that one will play itself out eventually. Uncertainty is also a weakness. I don’t know what to expect. I mean, technically, someone died because of me and when I become a doctor… well, it could happen again. And that is a really scary thought. And worse, I think drinking is a weakness. I can tell you, I only drink to forget my nightmares."

woah. interesting. does your family know about all that? you do have a family, don't you? or maybe you're even married with children? family is such a nice thing.
"My dad, Maddox Chase. What can I say? Pops has taught me everything I know in the last few years. There have been times where I have wanted to strangle him and the same for him I'm sure. Life was hard on him at times and gaining a son like he did wasn't easy. It has always bothered me. Sure, there's a rift between us now because of that. Pops and I don't talk beyond pleasant small talk but he's still my dad, ya know. We're like magnets with the same charge... We don't get along but if there is a medium, we stick together like family.

Isbella Meyer, good ol' mom. She could be stubborn and completely impossible sometimes. I tend to think of her as completely nuts. She was definitely a little more than over-protective. Sometimes I wonder if she realized that I was growing up. And the questions. She was worse than a twelve-year-old sometimes. She was a great mom, kind, understanding... and best of all, she took shit just as well as she gave it.

Josephine Chase is my dad’s new wife. Notice I didn't say 'step-mom'. That's mostly because I hate her. The bitch doesn't like me - thinks I ruined her perfect little marriage. And really, I don't care what she thinks about me"

oops. sorry about that, i must have dozed off. i am sure you were great in.. what were we talking about? oh what the heck.. tell me how you got here, and don't say by car. i mean, tell me about your life.
" I was born on June thirteenth in Alice Springs, Australia. My dad was a Lieutenant in the United States Navy. He was stationed there at Alice Springs for two years. Apparently, that was just long enough for him to have my mom fall in love with him. I was born in a US military facility and was considered a dual citizen. Who knows what happened after that. They didn't stay together when he transferred back to the States. My dad transferred to Washington, D.C. and then retired from the Navy as a Captain.

Life with Mom was good. She was a good mom. As I said, a little over-protective but it was okay. I knew it was for the best. Or rather I do now. We got by with her working two jobs and me doing what I could in between. It was hard but we made it work. That is until that day. It was about two in the morning, I heard a noise downstairs. I could hear my mom crying as I walked down the stairs. There was a guy standing over her and... Anyway, I stopped him. With a knife when he came at me. I don't really remember how it happened. I was fourteen almost fifteen. Mom was fine. Just a little scared. The police said it was self-defense.

Four months later, my mom died of cancer. How's that for timing? She was young but apparently she had been sick for years. I never noticed. What's that say for my powers of observation, eh? So I was shipped off to live with the man who was apparently my father. I had seen him only a handful of times in my life so you can imagine it was a bit awkward at first. But as soon as my plane landed and he was there, things seemed just a little bit better, ya know? We got along quick and the resemblance between the two of us was uncanny.

He enrolled me in private school just before I got to the States. I adjusted quickly. What can I say? I fit. I may be an asshole but evidently I did something right. I graduated one of the top in my class and, with dad's help, went on to Princeton. But sometimes you just are overloaded. My dad understood that. So, here I am."

ever considered writing a book? i think it would sell. we should talk about it some time later. anyway, yep, i think you'd fit in just fine. but where exactly do you think you'd belong?
"I am here to relax and catch up on studies. So, I think that just makes me a normal everyday local, now doesn’t it?"

once your background check is completed and i set you free what will you do? anything you are looking forward to?
"Being away from my dad’s wife? I mean, what else is there?"

okay.. uhm.. maybe i made a mistake by hiring you, after all?
"And maybe you made a mistake when you put on the pea green tie? Don’t bitch."

don't get so wound up, i was kidding. anyway, as fun as it was to talk to you and all that .. uhm.. i have places to go and people to see. we'll meet again, eh? i'll have my eyes on you.
"Yeah yeah. I get it. Big brother is watching. See ya around."

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Meet
"Ren"
she's been plotting since "20 [7 years]"
and gee doesn't Gabriel look like ”Matt Long"
she's also the puppet master of "logan reynolds, zoey montgomery"
but you can all me
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