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Post by Sage Amato on Jan 22, 2011 15:42:52 GMT -5
  ----- Sage walked into the abandoned building at Richmond High School. Oh dear. A sigh escaped form his lips as he gazed inside. It was clear that this used to be a really pretty elegant building. The ceiling was painted with elaborate colors and images. A chandelier hung from the center of the room demanding your attention. Elegant pillars run up and down the entrance leading your eyes to the grand stair case that led to the second floor that was probably just as breathtaking. Well, that's what Sage saw at least. First he would have to move the furniture, dust all the cobwebs out, fix the lighting somehow, get the drinks, hook up the sound system....hmm. This would be a lot of work.
Sage walked to the nearest light switch and tried to flip them on -- nothing. A pout formed on Sage's cute face. He was no electrician. No way was he going to be able to get these lights to work. Then, an idea popped into Sage's head like a slap in the face. What was he thinking? Who needed light. This was a party and most people preferred the lights dim so others couldn't see the touching in the corner, the crap dancing in the middle of the dance floor, and the illegal substances being slipped into drinking cups. Sage got into his car ready to gather all he needed for this to be the best party that Richmond High School has ever seen.
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The building was done being decorated and Sage was carrying in coolers of all the drinks he could get his hands on. Which was surprisingly a lot for his age. It was probably because he was able to "charm" (use the powers his mother gave him) to make the cashier allow him to buy all these drinks. "Ugh, next time I'll convince them to help me carry these things in." Sage carried in the last cooler and looked at his masterpiece. White lights were wrapped around each pillar and traced the railings of the stairs. The doors upstairs that lead to bedrooms also had lights around the door knobs. For the chandeleir, he light candles in them which produced a dim light. Fire at a party, eh, probably not the best idea, but it was high up enough.
Sage walked up the stairs where his outfit hung in a closet. He had already reserved this room for the girl or girls that might be lucky enough to get in his pants. Sage slipped into his tuxedo and check himself out in the mirror, slightly tossing his hair. Yeah, he had written formal on his invite but he was not expecting guys to show up in a tux. Why was he in one then? Well, one, he looked good in a tux and two, he was the host.
Sage made his way back down the stairs and looked at his watch. 5:40 PM. People would start piling in soon enough. He walked to the sound system and turned it on max. He could instantly feel the bass in his heart and he loved it. He was glad that the abandoned building was far enough away from all the other buildings at the school so no teachers could come crash the party. Sage grabbed a drink, nothing too heavy yet, and sat on a couch. Tonight was going to be something to remember and boy would it be fun.
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Post by vincent cypher on Jan 22, 2011 16:50:47 GMT -5
 ___________________________________________ So the party of the year was here. Vincent smiled as he loaded up his jeep with every thing he had, multiple bottles of wine, and a array of liqueur and beers. It was going to be one hell of a night id he had any say. Of course the whole thing was formal but hell we would see just how long that would last now wouldnt we. Most of the day he spent making some wine for the party and trying to figure out exactly what he wanted to wear, he was a little bit of a felix about that kind of thing. If he was correct their would be some young fresh meat their and appearance was something needed to attract those eyes. As he finished loading the jeep he tossed on a over coat over his white t and jumped in. Starting the engine he looked around and noticed he was not the only one getting ready to head out. That ment that the word had gotten around now the only thing he had to hope for was that their would be enough people to have some good games. Hitting the gas he spun out and pulled away from the school. It only took a short time for him to reach the old building and by the looks of things Sage had done a fairly good job with getting everything set up. Now a few things where left. Such as getting all the shit inside and finding some people to chat with. Shutting the engine off he hoped out and grabbed the four coolers he had stacking them on each other and headed towards the building. Opening the door he set each one down and looked around. Damn it was cleaned up and looked ready for guest. No one seemed to be here yet except for Sage, though others could be setting up their rooms or other thing who knew. Walking over to where sage was he gave a smile and waved.
"Looks like you got everything set up man. Looks good, should be one hell of a time. "Pulling out a beer from one of the coolers he popped the cap off and took a sip as his eyes wandered. Looking around he smiled and looked up at the sound system, it was pretty load and seemed that the bass was kicking out some real power, sending a shock of joy down the boys spine. "Im wondering if I need to go pick any one up." |
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Post by volvokillscaravan on Jan 22, 2011 17:46:36 GMT -5
 
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So this should be fun, right? Danielle absolutely loved parties. The booze, the dirty dancing, the not knowing where you'll be when you wake up… teenager's paradise. She was definitely hoping to get some action tonight.
Danielle smiled as the abandoned building came into sight, as she walked towards it. It sucked that she couldn't drive yet, but no one who could drive would give her a lift, probably because they had heard what had happened to someone's car when Danielle got a lift. Despite her constant protesting that it was a mistake, that the prank was meant for someone else, no one believed her as her father is Hermes so she was pretty good at lying too. And she hadn't been in a car since. Ah well, it was worth it to see the look on her friend's face when she had exploded those paint bombs in the car... honestly, what a fuss just over a few splashes of paint, okay, unwashable paint. Danielle personally thought that it made the car look way more pretty.
Before she entered the building, she pulled a pocket mirror out of her denim shorts and looked herself over. Hair: check. Make up: check. Clothes: check. Right, she was good to go. She opened the door, and stepped inside. Wow. Danielle was blown away by the fantastic decorating and general cleanliness. It looked pretty damn amazing. Not many people were here yet, only Sage and Vincent- two seniors. She walked over to them, a small grin on her face. "Hey guys", she said happily. She handed Sage a small packet of red powder. "I couldn't get any booze, but this will make what we do have way stronger". Tonight was going to be great.
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Post by Semper Capone on Jan 22, 2011 20:24:02 GMT -5
This week has been absolutely crazy. Seriously. I don't think I've ever discovered things this quickly about myself than I had for any other point in my life. It wasn't even this bad when my father told me about my mother being a Greek goddess that for so long I believed had been just a myth. But no, this literally changed my life for.... I don't know. Kind of good, and kind of bad, but that doesn't matter right now. I was already running late for Sage's party -- really, what kind of a friend would I be if I didn't show up to my best friend's party?
He had said that the party required formal attire, but as I searched through the closet, I realized something: I didn't own any article of clothing that looked remotely formal. Well, damn, this wasn't good. I eventually found a black long sleeve dress shirt, which I put over the cleanest white T-shirt I owned, though due to my habits I rolled the black sleeves up to just above my elbows and left the front unbuttoned. To add to my non-formalness, I also had on faded blue jeans that, to my surprise, weren't torn up very much. Fairly presentable, I guess.
I then went over to my bed and knelt down, reaching into the darkness and gripping onto the edge of a wooden box with my hand, pulling it out into the light. The jars that were inside it clanked together, their contents sloshing around some. A smile came across my face; there wasn't any other alcohol like moonshine, in my opinion. It tasted really bitter, but hey, that's just the way I liked my drinks. And I know that moonshine is illegal, so don't ask me how I got it onto campus. I won't tell you.
Anyway, since all the moonshine was in Mason jars (it's just a hillbilly thing, I guess), I would need to make sure that none of the glass broke during the time it took to walk from my dorm over to the abandoned building. I figured a towel would work, so I got up and went to the bathroom, snatching a clean towel and then picking up my backpack along the way, returning to the box of white lightning. Taking care with handling, I put each of the jars into my backpack, wrapping them around sections of the towel so they didn't bump and clang into each other. Once they were secure enough, I pushed the box back under my bed and picked up the backpack, heading out the door.
I realize that it would've been easier to just drive over in my rusty, why-hasn't-it-died-yet? truck, but meh, I figured I needed the walk. It'd be better for me when I went back to the dorm, anyways, since I wouldn't be driving drunk. No chance of me running anyone over, so that was a good thing. I walked carefully as the building came into view and already I could hear music. Typical Sage, always blasting some kind of tune. As I turned to glance off to the side, I noticed Vince's Jeep; well, he had said that he was going to bring his own alcohol mixes, so I guess he must've brought a lot if he had to bring his Jeep. Either that or he was just lazy and didn't want to carry stuff across campus. Then again, it might've been a safer idea to drive the drinks over. Either way, they're here.
When I entered the place, I could barely hear myself think over the pulsing music. This was one of the reasons I didn't go to parties on a weekly basis, but I guess I was due for another night of drunkenness and slurred speech. I didn't mind it, really; I loved drinking the night away. And guess what? The first thing I notice when I'm in there is the massive amounts of coolers. Alcohol. I couldn't hide the smile that crept up onto my face as I headed over there, taking off my backpack and taking the Mason jars out, setting them on top of the coolers. Since moonshine is clear, it almost looked like nothing was in the glass, but eh, people would figure it out soon enough. I tossed the backpack to the wall and was about to walk away, but I stopped. Semper Capone does not pass a myriad amount of coolers filled with alcoholic drinks and not take one; no, that just wasn't right for me. I needed to get the night started off right, yeah? Justifying my thoughts, I reached into one of the coolers and swiped a bottle, popping the cap off as I turned around to look at the place.
Well, damn, Sage really worked hard on the building. It was very clean, lights on the pillars, and even candles on the chandelier. Now, how he managed to light those and get them all the way up there, I haven't the slightest idea. But really, the place looked spectacular. Taking a sip of the beer, I headed over to where Vincent and Sage were, along with a junior I didn't know, nodding a greeting to each of them. "Y've done good with this place." I commented towards Sage. Eh, so this is where he had been for so long. I had been starting to get worried when he'd suddenly disappear for hours on end, but then again, he did that quite frequently, so I don't know why I had been so edgy. Shrugging the thought off, I took another swig of the alcohol, enjoying the bitter and tangy taste.
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Post by sofiabreen on Jan 22, 2011 20:41:04 GMT -5
Katherine stood in door watched as a girl hand a bag to good look guy. The guy was cute and he have seen cool when she heard him in class talking to the other girl. Girls have come in and out of the store shopping for this party. She know that it was not the kind of party that she was use to but she want a little fun. She have work at the store double shift and school for two weeks. She was also a little stress about her interview for the editor next week. If she got the job, she would get a nice student grant that the editor got which pay for her expensives. She would be poor and but at least she would be have a job she wanted and not had to work double shift. She might be able to have a life. She need some fun and for some reason when she heard about the party she want to check it out. This was first night free in two week. She look at the black dress she wearing and hope she look good enough to fit in. She saw a boy and girl who carrying some more beer were unpack it from their car. She offer to help carry it in. They were more than hope to let them. She was hoping that going with group would allow her to sneak in.
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Post by vincent cypher on Jan 22, 2011 21:29:17 GMT -5
--------------------------------------------- Vincent stood where he was listening to some music and drinking his beer. Of course now more and more people where showing up. Which was what he had expected, these kinds of parties never where dull. To be honest it was expected their would be at least one hundred or more students here tonight if not only students their was chances of even some people showing up from the local towns. Some how word always spread quickly. As a young female junior came up to them he gave her a small smile and watched as she spoke and handed Sage the bag. Knowing students here it could be anything from acid to red flour. No body knew half of the things that where brought to these events. Finishing his beer he set it down on a small table next to where he was standing and watched as a few more people came in, a smirk on his face as Semper arrived and laid down the mason jars, of course most others would think it was merely water or something odd, but he knew what semp had brought to the party and he looked forward to having a few drinks. But for now he was going to start slow and wait till more people arrived. It was in his blood after all to make parties a blast. Which was one of the reasons he was always at them and always invited. That and half the girls in the school believed he was Hot as they so said. " Hey semper, nice jars ya got their.. though you would have brought more for some reason though. " He gives him a sarcastic smirk and looks around the room some more as it begins to fill up. It seemed that soon enough things would really get going and people would be having some fun. Turning to the younger girl who had arrived just a short time before Semper he smiles. "Sorry how rude how are you tonight.. Danielle i believe right?" He knew he had seen her around before, though he just hoped he had the right name, after all it was not easy remembering every ones name. Especially with all the new faces that had come in this year. It made things rather difficult actually. Luckily he knew Sage and Semper or else he would simply just be here for the alcohol. |
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Post by Mona Therese Hix on Jan 22, 2011 22:24:50 GMT -5
 JUST NOW GOT THE FEELING THAT WE'RE NEEDED FOR THE
____first time
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MONA WAS HAVING EXTREME DIFFICULTY WITH SELECTING AN OUTFIT.
FORMAL? WHAT THE HELL? THEY WERE JUST GOING TO END UP NAKED,
ANYWAYS, AT LEAST NOT IF MONA COULD HELP IT. WHY THE HELL DID
IT HAVE TO BE FORMAL? MONA GROWLED AS SHE PLUCKED THROUGH A
BETSEY JOHNSON SHOPPING BAG. SHE HADN'T HAD A SINGLE DRESS TO
HER NAME BEFORE HER SHOPPING AFTERNOON, BUT MONA WAS HAPPY
TO ADMIT SHE HAD SAVED HER PENNIES. AFTER BREAKING THE BANK,
SHE HAD A STUNNING WAD IN HER POCKET AND SHE HAD VISITED THE
MALL WITH MORE CLOTHING THAN SHE NEEDED.
THE DRESS SHE HELD BEFORE HER WAS NICE. IT WASN'T EXACTLY THE
STYLE MONA WAS TYPICALLY USED TO, BUT THE ASSISTANT IN THE STORE
WAS VERY DEAR, AND HAD FORCED MONA TO TRY IT ON. MONA, WHO
ALWAYS FELT GRIMY, NOMATTER WHAT SHE WAS WEARING, HAD FALLEN
IN LOVE WITH THE DRESS. SHE COULD'VE EASILY USED IT AS HER DRESS
UP FOR HALLOWEEN, HAD SHE NOT ALREADY BEEN A GANGSTER THAT
YEAR. IT MADE HER FEEL LIKE SOMETHING SHE WAS COMPLETELY NOT.
WHILE MOST PEOPLE WOULD DESPISE THE FEELING, MONA LOVED THE
OPPORTUNITY TO PRETEND TO BE THE BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS SHE SAW
WITHIN THE DRESSING ROOM MIRROR.
MONA HAD THROWN THE DRESS ON, AS WELL AS SOME MAKEUP. MONA
USUALLY PUT ON A COAT OF MASCARA, MAYBE SOME CHAPSTICK, WHEN
SHE WENT TO SCHOOL, BUT RARELY ANYTHING MORE. HER DRAWERS
WERE OVERFLOWING WITH SWEATS. I GUESS HER INEXPERIENCE DOLLING
UP WAS OBVIOUS. SHE DIDN'T LOOK HORRID, BUT SHE FELT AWKWARD
AND UNCOMFORTABLE LOOKING AT HER FACE IN THE MIRROR, PASTEL
COLORS ON HER EYES AND A GLOSS ON HER LIPS. SHE DIDN'T KNOW HOW
OTHERS WOULD THINK OF HER DISGUISE, AND WONDERED IF PEOPLE
WOULD THINK SHE HAD GONE COMPLETELY OUT OF HER MIND. THIS
WASN'T MONA. THIS WAS SOMEONE TOTALLY DIFFERENT.
MONA LEFT THE DORMS AND STARTED TO WALK QUIETLY TOWARDS THE
ABANDONED BUILDING WHERE THE PARTY WAS TO BE HELD. AT ONLY
THE AGE OF FOURTEEN, SOON TO BE FIFTEEN, SHE WASN'T ALLOWED, AT
LEAST LEGALLY, TO DRIVE. WELL, TECHNICALLY, MONA HAD THE ABILITY.
SHE COULD, IN A SENSE, JUST NOT WITHOUT GETTING ARRESTED. MONA
ENTERED THE BUILDING AND IMMEDIATELY SPOTTED FOUR PEOPLE.
MONA WAS IMMEDIATELY GLAD SHE CAME EARLY. SHE GOT TO ENJOY THE
NEAT DECORATIONS BEFORE THEY WERE COMPLETELY TRASHED. THE
THREE GUYS AND THE GIRL HAD THEIR BACK TO HER, SO SHE WAS A BIT
HESITANT IN JOINING THE GROUP, NOT TOTALLY AWARE WHO EACH WAS.
OF COURSE, ONE WAS GOING TO BE SAGE, LEST HE WAS STILL SETTING UP.
THE BEDS UPSTAIRS WERE DEFINITELY GOING TO NEED CLEANING. MONA,
LOSING ALL CONFIDENCE THAT HER GORGEOUS DRESS HAD ORIGINALLY
GAVE HER, STOOD STILL AND CASUALLY IN THE DOORWAY, UNSURE OF
WHAT TO DO, BUT TRYING TO KEEP HER COOL.
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Post by saver on Jan 23, 2011 0:08:52 GMT -5
 "I hate suits." Ryan adjusted his tie while he strided towards the abandoned building. Though, Ryan had no right to talk of the suit, after all, his parents had bought it for him after he had left their house. Except they would've never expected him to use it so early, which was a big shocker to himself also. Ryan's sister, Ariana, was against him going but heck, nothing dangerous would probably be at the party, right? Opening the invitation once again, Ryan slowed down as he noticed the door. Well, this could just be a prank, or this could be what Ryan wanted, a full blown party. Closing his eyes, Ryan opened the door, and walked straight in. Well first, he had to open his eyes and cover his ears. And second, so far there were only a handful of highschoolers here, what luck. Though the music was incredibly loud, the abandoned building looked like it was never abandoned at all. The decorations looked awesome and it seemed to have no drugs, beer, or anything harmful. As he stepped inside, a girl blocked his path. She looked familiar, and looked like a stranger at the same time. Ryan figured he might as well go say "hi", he needed someone to talk with anyhow. Getting closer to the girl, Ryan raised his hand, before abruptly stopping. What if there wasn't any freshman coming? Sure, Ryan was taller than the majority of the seniors, but he wouldn't really have anyone to talk to if all the guests were everyone except freshmen. Inching closer to the girl, Ryan's memory bank clicked. It was Mona! Except she looked stunning, breathtaking, any word Ryan could think of that was a synonym of majestic fitted the decription of how she looked at that very point in time. Taking a rather large gulp, Ryan walked closer to Mona, hoping that something would keep him off of his worries for the time being. "Hey Mona!" Smiling Ryan gave a small wave, happy to know that a friend was at the party, and he didn't have to regret not listening to Ariana. |
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Post by ariad on Jan 23, 2011 6:16:09 GMT -5
 Aria stared at herself in the mirror. A frown tugged at her lips. She hated dressing up formally. It wasn't her style. And the dress she wore was terribly uncomfortable for her. Her eyes closed for a minute as she remembered buying it at the mall. It seemed very pretty at first. It's bright blue colour caught her attention. The assistant had said it accentuated Aria's eyes. Aria had to stop for a minute to remember what accentuated meant. It was strapless and short, it was definitely not her type of dress. But nevertheless, Aria bought it. Why she bought that dress? Aria didn't even know the answer to that. It was probably her impulsiveness kicking in again. All she knew was that the dress was in a bag and was on it's way to her room. The shoes went with the dress. Bright blue and high. Aria wasn't sure about wearing them though. She disliked high heels and she didn't even know why. It was just a thing she hated with no reason. But what surprised her was that there was no pain at all when she walked. And the fact that she could walk easily in those shoes. Her braided hair was twisted into a bun at the back of her head only with a few blonde strands curling beside her cheeks.
The keys to her car were on the bed, beside many of the make up utensils she had bought. They were brand new. Aria didn't have much experience with putting on make up. Her steady hands did a pretty neat job in the end. She smacked her glossy lips together before grabbing her keys and heading out the door. Aria rammed her keys into the ignition which roared back. The abandoned building wasn't quite far from the campus. It took a few minutes before she stepped out of her parked car. Her keys were placed safely in her inner pockets as she walked towards the door. The click clack of her shoes were the only sounds she could hear. That was until she opened the door. The sounds of loud music filled her ears. She couldn't even hear herself think. Her eyes glanced from one side of the building then to the other. The decorations were beautiful. Her lips parted slightly in admiration. Chicago's brother did an amazing job at decorating, she had to admit.
Alcohol was the first, no second after the decorations, she noticed. With a wide grin on her face, she walked straight to the coolers. Jars of something clear were placed on top of the coolers. Aria arched an eye brow before taking a bottle of booze from one of the coolers. She popped open the cap and gulped it down. Aria felt a bit awkward having no one to talk to. The few people she knew where either not here, in a group or with the opposite sex. In one spot, a boy had joined Mona. Aria definitely didn't want to disturb what was going there, even if they were only talking. Chase didn't seem to be there yet. The only familiar faces were Danielle's and Semper's. It wouldn't hurt to join them, would it? Aria took another sip of beer before walking towards her baseball and archery captains. "Hey Semper, Danielle," she grinned before turning to the other two boys," and I suppose you're Chicago's brother, Sage. And you are -" Her sentence trailed off as she tried to remember his name. She knew she had seen him before. His name was on the tip of her tongue. "V - Vincent, isn't it? I'm Aria." [/size] * * * |
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Post by Mona Therese Hix on Jan 23, 2011 10:13:17 GMT -5
JUST NOW GOT THE FEELING THAT WE'RE NEEDED FOR THE
____first time
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MONA LOOKED AROUND THE ROOM HESITANTLY, FEELING A SUDDEN
SENSE OF ENCLOSURE. THE ROOM WAS VERY LARGE, BUT MONA FELT
RELATIVELY SMALL, AS UPPERCLASSMEN BEGAN TO FILTER INTO THE
ROOM. SHE REALLY HOPED SOMEONE SHE KNEW WELL WOULD SHOW
UP SOON, OR IF THAT WASN'T EVEN CLOSE TO POSSIBLE AT LEAST A
FEW OTHER FRESHMAN COULD MAKE AN APPEARANCE. MONA BEGAN
TO BRUSH OFF THE NERVOUSNESS HE HAD JUST ACQUIRED. SHE KNEW
SAGE'S PARTIES WERE THE BEST, AND SHE WAS GOING TO MAKE THIS
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.
MONA HEARD HER NAME AND SUDDENLY TURNED, RECOGNIZING THE
VOICE. SHE STEPPED BACK OUT OF THE DOORWAY, AND SAW RYAN.
HE LOOKED RATHER DIFFERENT THAN THE BOY SHE HAD MET IN THE
VICTORIA'S SECRET STORE EARLIER THAT WEEK, AND FOR A MOMENT
HE LOOKED OUT OF PLACE IN HIS SUIT. BUT MONA ALSO THOUGHT HE
LOOKED RATHER NICE. SHE KNEW HOW DIFFICULT IT WAS TO GET
BOYS INTO A SUIT AND TIE. MONA HAD GROWN UP IN A HOUSE WITH
TWO YOUNGER BROTHERS AND AN OLDER ONE, WHO ALL NEEDED CASH
BRIBES FROM HER MOTHER BEFORE, STILL GRUDGINGLY, PUTTING ON
THEIR FORMAL ATTIRE.
"HEY RYAN," MONA SAID, SMILING "YOU LOOK REALLY NICE." OKAY.
MONA WAS NOT ONE TO LIE. HE LOOKED BETTER THAN MOST WOULD
IN A SUIT AND TIE. MONA DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER IT WAS BECAUSE
HE WAS TALL, OR WHETHER HIS FACE WAS JUST CUTE IN ITSELF, HE
LOOKED MORE COMFORTABLE THAN A LOT OF OTHER GUYS HERE, EVEN
IF HE WAS JUST AS GRUDGING AS MOST TO THROW THE SUIT ON.
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Post by Dream Winter on Jan 23, 2011 10:48:50 GMT -5
Dream stood before the mirror in her room, examining her outfit. The invitation had said that it was a formal dance and that had led Dream to go shopping for her new outfit. "I look good" Dream told herself, before exiting her room and beginning her walk to the dance.
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Dream groaned as she finally reached the dance. She was now regretting that she had worn heels. Dream stopped outside the door and took her heels off and masaged her feet for a bit before putting them back on.
Dream took a deep breath as a confidence booster and then entered the dance. She let out a litte squeal of delight as she saw all the decorations.
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Post by Sarafina Moore on Jan 23, 2011 13:21:39 GMT -5
Outfit- static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/554101-bigthumbnail.jpgSarafina looked through her closet and she decided to put on her yellow dress that she bought a few days ago, and now would be a time to put it on. She laid the dress on her bed, then went to the bathroom and started to come up with idea what do with her hair, she looked through her make-up kit and got out what she would put on after all she would be seeing other people their, girls guys and she needed to look her best, she walked back into her room going to her dresser and went through her jewelry she got a necklace that used to be her moms before she died. But now it belonged to her, after a getting what she needed, she put the dress on with a pair of black heels, did her make-up. Finally, when she thought she was ready she got a black jacket. Soon she started to walk over to the abandon building she could already hear the music playing, she saw a few cars outside the building already. When she opened the door she saw a few people already here, she hung her jacket up and walked over to the table and got a glass of wine, she took a sip and looked around to see if there was anyone here that she knew already. |
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Post by Sage Amato on Jan 23, 2011 13:54:39 GMT -5
----- The first person to enter the party was none other than Vincent, er, Vince. Sage was actually quite surprised that the guy was actually there on time, even a tad early. He always figured that alcoholics were late to everything considering that Semper, best friend and just as much of an alcoholic as Vince, was always late to everything. Sage had gotten used to it and got in the habit of letting him know that something started twenty minutes earlier even though it didn't. Sage was a person to always be on time and preferably early. "Hey, Vince. And thanks I know this party will blow everyone's mind especially since you're here now." Sage let out a chuckle at his comment but it was right. Others might not know, but he was the son of Dionysus, god of wine, and was usually the life of the party because of his..powers. Yeah, it would be fun having him here.
A girl by the name of Danielle approached the two guys as more and more people flooded into the room. She was a junior and didn't know her all that much, well, besides the make out sessions they had behind bleachers and such. Sage always saw her as someone that would be fun to have at a party so he was glad that she was here. Almost as to confirm the statement that he had just made in his mind, Danielle handed him a packet of red powder. Honestly, he was never really into drugs, but he was never one to turn something down that was fun. "Well, hey thanks. I'll make sure to find you when I get in the mood to try it." Sage smiled and winked at the girl not really knowing what the effects of this..drug? was. He tried other ones before. Some made him horny and some just made him out of it. It would be interesting to see what this one did.
More and more people were entering the room and soon Sage was no longer able to keep tabs on who was where, which he loved. He was glad that he was able to throw a party big enough for everyone to go to. At that moment, Semp, approached the group complimenting Sage on his decorating skills. Sage stood and bowed then gave a sincere laugh. "Ha, thanks. Nice of you to finally decide to show up." He teased even though Semper really was not that late.
Sage looked around the room and got a glimpse of Mona walking in. Damn, she was hot. Hopefully Ryan would show up soon and get the balls to at least talk to her. If not, he would have to play cupid and shove the two youngsters into a room. Another girl approached the group drawing his attention away from Mona. She would be fine anyway. The girl that joined the group was stunning. He had seen her walking around campus but never really knew her. However, her interest seemed to be focused on Vince. Whatever, there were plenty of girls to hook up with. He took a swing of his drink and smiled at the outcome of the party.
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Post by caliber on Jan 23, 2011 14:34:01 GMT -5
It was already partway through the winter semester, and Ariadne hadn't even gone to a party yet. Sad, right? With a sigh, the young demigod scrutinized herself in the mirror of her dorm. She wore a deep red halter top dress that fell just past her knees in a jagged, handkerchief hem. It fit well and showed off what curves she had. Her hair was pulled into an up-do that required an astounding amount of bobby pins to keep in place, but looked good. She didn't have much makeup on; only some around her eyes, but she admitted to herself that she didn't' think she needed it. She looked pretty good, even by her standards.
Glancing at the clock, she noticed that there was only a few minutes until the party actually started. Well, that was okay. Being fashionably late was more her style. Grabbing her keys, Ariadne made her way as fast as she could to her car in her uncomfortable heels. Grimacing to herself, she climbed inside her Chevrolet Impala and pulled out of the dorm parking lot, headed towards Sage's party house. It wasn't too far away, and Ari probably could have walked, but the idea of hiking there and back in her heels was ridiculous, so she sucked it up and payed the gas money to save her feet.
Parking next to the curb, she saw that the party was already getting started. As she slammed the car door behind her, she could feel the vibration of the subwoofer even all the way out of the sidewalk. This should prove to be an interesting party, she thought to herself as she watched various people trickle inside, some carrying booze. Shrugging to herself, she walked up the sidewalk and inside the house.
The first things she noticed were the decorations and the noise, quickly followed by the astounding amount of alcohol piled by the door. There were several groups of people standing around, some she knew and some she didn't. She recognized Sage, Danielle, and a couple of others over by the speakers, and decided to join them. "Quite the party you've got going," she said to Sage as she approached, her British accent immediately giving her away as a foreigner. "Looks like you've got enough alcohol to get the entire British Navy drunk." She smiled. Everyone looked pretty good in their formal wear, and she had to admit that there was not a shortage of attractive guys at this party. |
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Post by Dream Winter on Jan 23, 2011 15:56:08 GMT -5
Dream started to feel like she was in the way as more people began to crowd the hallways. Dream let out a sigh nd noticed that Sage and Semper were sitting on a rather comfortable looking couch. Dream considered getting a drink before sitting down but she knew they all had alcohol in them. Not that Dream didnt like alcohol, she loved it, she just wasnt planning on getting drunk.
Dream walked over to where Sage was sitting and sat down next to him. "Hey, Sage, wicked party" Dream said with a grin.
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