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Landon Callaghan | 15 | Freshmen at Havensdale High | Human | FC: Dylan Sprayberry | TAKEN

Biography ➜

❝MUSIC WASHES AWAY FROM THE SOUL THE DUST OF EVERYDAY LIFE.❞

If you had checked in on Landon Callaghan a year ago, you would not believe he was the same kid that you see now. Did he dramatically change his look? Undergo a Taylor-Lautner-Style transformation? Nope. You see, before Paige Vanderbilt and Duke Callaghan battled their way through a very messy divorce, they were the perfect family. At least that was how Landon had always seen them. His dad had always been hands-on when they were growing up, getting muddy playing football and building treehouses and while his mom wouldn’t dare ruin her manicure, he loved her. He was kind of a momma’s boy but again, that was then. He grew up never having to want for anything money or attention wise and yes, he does totally know the damn difference between Fiji and tap water. Landon was involved in just about every extra curricular you could name and he had more tutors than you could count. He was learning how to play instruments, scoring goals and everyone was always telling him he was going to grow up to be just as handsome as his father one day, if not more. His father would always disagree with the ‘more’ part. Jokingly, probably. Either way, for a kid his age, he didn’t have anything to complain about but on occasion he still found something. It was his right was a pre-teen after all.

Then everything started to go wrong. His mom was acting weird, secretive… Taking one too many trips back to Havensdale Valley- where her parents lived- and not picking up her cell and she always picked up her cell. Everything came crashing down around Landon when his dad found his mom in a…compromising position, with Havensdale’s worst weatherman George Weston. So began the arguments, the shouting and screaming, the D-word and before he knew it, Landon had completely dropped off the face of his social life’s map. He quit his teams, stopped texting back his friends and honestly? The only time he felt any kind of solace was when he was blasting his music over his parents’ yelling. Music became an escape. It became the only thing that got him through the mess of emotion he was trying to deal with, that he was trying to pretend didn’t affect him (for his baby sister’s sake, obviously). After what felt like years of petty back and forth, his dad won the custody battle and Landon didn’t think twice before declaring he was going to live with his dad and there was nothing his “mom” could do about it.

Of course it had to be Havensdale they moved to. That alone only added to the attitude problem he’d been sporting all throughout the divorce proceedings and while he was happy to be away from his mom (right?), he wasn’t…happy. Plus he had to deal with his grandparents being so close by and his pompous cousins Louis Vanderbilt and Léone Vanderbilt. Since starting school at Havensdale High for that authentic small town life experience or whatever, he’s been bombarded with warm welcomes which he just does not have the patience for anymore. If it had been a year ago, he’d have been the star of that school, you know? The new kid turned town favourite, a founding family member and prodigal son returned. But it’s not a year ago. The biggest annoyance at the moment is that Jamie McArthur, Annie Porter, Keith Salvatore and Dawn Hinley have apparently decided among themselves that’s he’s gonna be the newest member of their nerd squad and he honestly just…cannot. For one thing, that Jamie listened to way too much Taylor Swift and country pop to be even remotely healthy which he’s always happy to debate on, even though he isn’t interested in their friendship. At this point, all Landon Callaghan wants its to be left alone in his room with his music turned up too loud as a big ‘screw you’ to everyone in Havensdale Valley. Especially the stupid weatherman.

Additional Information ➜

Landon is human, he’s a Vanderbilt (technically) and a Callaghan, and he honestly doesn’t have any more room on his plate so please don’t even mutter the word ‘supernatural’ to him. The only contact he gets with the supernatural world is when he’s shooting zombies in a video game.

He is entirely determined to not get used to this place. He doesn’t want to like it and even though he chose to be with his dad, even though he’s on his dad’s side, he still doesn’t want to seem like he might be happily adjusting. Havensdale sucks, okay?

What’s worse is that since he’s technically a Vanderbilt, he’s technically a Founding Family member and apparently obligated to attend stupid town fairs and pageants and cut ribbons probably. As if he has the time.

But okay, if there’s one good thing about being so closely related to those people it’s…the Montgomerys. See, his dad has been hanging out with Andrea Parker a lot lately and she is…wow. Just, wow. So he’s been invited to the Montgomery home for dinner more than once now and call it superficial but Elena, Ava and Faye Montgomery are all also really wow. Even if Faye is a bit much and probably betrothed to Louis.

With school practically done, you’d think he’d be a little cheerier but knowing this town… He probably won’t get a minute of peace. He’s probably going to have to get several locks for his bedroom door but even then, he wouldn’t put it past Jamie McArthur to climb up his drain pipe and invite him over to hang out or whatever.