--DISCO LIGHTS [EVERYONE!]

[Dream Winter]

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Dream watched as Vince walked outside and narrowed her eyes. She stood up and walked outside, she saw Bear andd Vince off to the side. It looked like that they were about to fight. Dream blinked and moved closer, leaning against the side of the building. She was gonna watch, she didnt want anyone to die. Serious injury maybe, but definitely not die.

[Mona Therese Hix]

<sup>JUST NOW GOT THE FEELING THAT WE'RE NEEDED FOR THE
____first time
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"REALLY. SURE IT DIDN'T TAKE THAT LONG, MONA." THE FRESHMAN CAUGHT
SNIPPETS OF RYAN'S COMPLIMENTS THA T LEFT HER IN A RELATIVELY BLEAK FIT
OF SMILES. "I'M SERIOUS" SHE SAID, THINKING ABOUT THE NEWLY DISCOVERED
PAIN IN SHOPPING. ONE, SHE HAD TO LOOK GOOD TO GET ANY SORT OF RESPECT
AT A STORE FOR FANCY CLOTHES. THAT MUCH TOOK A WHILE. NOT TO MENTION
THAT THE SALESWOMEN WERE TERRIBLY FUSSY. SHE HAD BEEN EXCEEDINGLY
LUCKY, HOWEVER, AND GOTTEN ONE WHO WAS ENCOURAGING AND PEPPY.
SHE PROBABLY DIDN'T KNOW HOW HARD MONA HAD TO TRY TO GET THE DRESS
ON. WAIT – WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO STEP INTO IT OR PUT IT OVER HEAD? WOW,
THE PAINS THAT MOST GIRLS HAD TO FACE EVERYDAY WERE UNBEARABLE.

"ALRIGHT LET'S GO," MONA HEARD RYAN SAY, AND SHE STOPPED SPACING
OUT TO WATCH HIM WALK SLOWLY THROUGH THE THRON OF PEOPLE UNTIL
HE GOT TO SAGE AND HIS PALS. MONA SMILED. SHE HOPED THEY WOULDN'T
BE RUDE, AS MOST SENIORS WERE. JUST FOR SECURITY, SHE INCHED CLOSER
TO RYAN. SHE FELT A LITTLE SAFER AROUND HIM THAN SHE DID WITH THE
OTHER KIDS WITHIN THE CIRCLE.
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[bird]

The boy, being human, was probably surprised that someone had come to talk to him. Thats how Bird would have feltt. Err, maybe not. He was pretty cute, and she supposed though some people might have passed over him for they couldn't see his face behind his hair, they had to admit that even his hair was to die for. Any girl should be jealous of it, to be honest, or at least that's what Bird was thinking. And he didn't look as uncomfortable as some other guys in a suit. Formal party, fuck me. What had originally made her feel pretty, now made her feel awkward and exposed.

The feeling of comfort was reinstalled when she saw the boy nod, lifting his head slightly. She saw his eyes. They felt deep yet empty, and Bird tilted her head in curiosity. It wasn't like they were too unusual. She had seen darker colored eyes before, but they had a fateful look she couldn't piece together. She smiled, expecting him to say more. But when no more words came, Bird understood he didn't want to talk.

"Same, sorta" Bird said quietly "It's been a year, treated like it's been a week."

To be honest, Bird wasn't a big fan of talking either. But it was better than leaving the conversation another way. She had a habit of using short words – the fewest she needed to convey her point.

[Dustin Roberts]

He simply felt out of place. Though not because of how he looked or how he was dressed. His reason was actually because he was young new and because he simply was different then most of the others at the party. Of course if he knew some people and actually talked he was sure he would have tons of fun just like every one else. But simply he did none of that. Hell he never even drank... Now smoking that was different it was one of his secrets but he enjoyed various smokable items. But really a party like this seemed so off balance to him but he had decided he would try to become a little more active and would attempt to become a little less creepy and more friend like.

His eyes fallowed the girl beside him even while she stared at him for a bried second he caught her curiosity. He figured it was his eyes because almost no others had seen something like them almost no human had so he should say. Not because of them being duel colored but because of the empty and distant glare in which they held. The made it seem as though he was empty inside although that was not true it was just something that came from carrying the genes of a hell loving god. Nothing to worry about though as he figured long as he never became as synical as a few others of his kind he would be happy.

After the girl spoke once more he offered her a small smile and with his left hand pushed the hair from his face and looked at her. making a odd face he raised a hand and put one finger up. Pretty much meaning wait one moment. While he did so his other hand fished through his pocket and he pulled out a small note pad and a pen. Writing quickly in rather nice and neat hand writing he folded it in half and held it out to her. He was not a fan of coming of rude and since he refused to speak his communication when he so decided was short notes such as the one he was giving her. The paper would read "I seems not so bad.. Im Cody. ^.^ " he waits for her to read it while a small smile remains on his face.

[emmalinewilliamson]

Her dress: www.lulus.com/products/how-do-you-lilac-that-floral-dress/32912.html

Emmaline was not the most up-to-date person in the world. She hadn’t known that a party was occurring that night until the very last second when she had finally noticed a flyer that had been posted on her door. And it was literally right as she was about to go to bed that she had found the flyer. If it hadn’t been for that annoying knock on her door and her getting up to go yell at that person, she would have never noticed it. Now here she was scrambling around to get ready. Normally the flighty student would have never thought to go to a party. Then again, she wasn’t invited usually. The only real reason why she was going tonight was because she thought Sage was nice and that there was a high probability that nothing bad would happen to her tonight. She was a bit accident and danger prone, so these things mattered a lot to her.

It never took her long to get ready when it came for her to get dressed. When Emmaline opened up her closet, she immediately went for this beautiful lilac floral dress. It was short sleeved and went up to her mid thigh. It was free flowing which would make it easier for her to ride her bike to the abandoned building that the soiree was being held at, but dang, it was going to be cold. She then reached down to grab black ballet flats with little flowers embroidered on the top of the shoes. It was a big rule of hers to never wear make up. On a rare occasion, she would wear lip gloss but that was it. After slipping a black headband on her head and brushing her hair, the young girl deduced that it was time for her to get going. Grabbing a small black backpack, she slipped her keys inside and quickly ran out of her dorm room. It took her about five minutes to run down the stairs to where her bike was and another fifteen minutes to bike across the campus to where the abandoned building was.

Emmaline wasn’t even tired when she reached the building. Hopping off of the bike seat, she locked up her bike and adjusted her clothing before heading towards the entrance. This was, if her mind was correct, the first party she was going to since she started attending Richmond High. Did that make her lame? Well, yes, but it was nothing she was particularly worried about. Her eyes widened when she saw how many people were already there and felt her cheeks turning red from embarrassment because she had been late. God, why did she epically fail so much!? Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside the building and eventually wandered over to where the drinks were. Maybe if she found a soda, she would get sugar highed enough to be in a more partying mood.

[Miss Smack]

A woman strolled into the party as if the place was owned by her. As if the party was thrown by her. Her dress was short and black, just enough to accent her curves, but not enough to be called a slut like all the girls she talked about. Her hair was pinned up in that perfect messy look. Oversized glasses covered her face to keep others from recognizing her. She strutted through the crowd, throwing off an aura that demanded attention, however, no one noticed her. No one saw the slip of the hand. Condoms slipping into purses (wouldn't want anyone getting pregnant right?), drugs spilling into the already spiked punch, pictures taken of couples, or not, making out. The girl smiled at herself in satisfaction. "Oh my dears, you give me so much to talk about." She closed her phone, secretly hiding the pictures into her purse. While all this was fun, she was here for one major thing, and that was to make sure everything on her Party List was complete. No matter what.

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[bird]

Bird watched the boy hold up a finger to signify one moment, and the girl slid back across the wall in patience. She watched him slip something from his pocket, a notepad, and write something on it in his pen. Clever, Bird thought. It was a fine way to avoid speaking in such a situation. Being handed the sheet, the sophomore flipped open the folded paper and saw his neat handwriting. Bird smiled. "I seems not so bad.. Im Cody. ^.^ " "I'm Bird," the girl introduced herself "and I guess it really isn't." Bird couldn't push herself to say it, but It was actually appreciated that no one thought too much of her. It made things simpler by far.

[Bear Keeni]

As I approach, Vincent stands up and strips his T-shirt off and just tosses it to the bench. What the hell? Last time I talked to him, we had planned on knives hand-to-hand style fighting, not mud wrestling. I snorted at the guy, rolling my eyes and muttering to myself. Way to be over dramatic about this, Vincent.

Anyway, as I began to size up my opponent, my eye caught some light glinting off metal. My eyes discreetly examined the glinting object underneath the bench that Vincent had been sitting on, and oohhh, he was stooping down to my level, now, was he? Baha. And here I had the sneaking suspicion that he was being all noble by fighting with only his fists. But noo, I guess he wanted to bring something as a security blanket in case he got his ass whipped real good. Eh, I guess you could call my knife a "security blanket", but hell, I knew how to use the blade better than a whole lot of people here. Now, if this bitch wanted to use a baseball bat against a knife, well, he's gonna have a wake up call.

"Bitch, please. I'd never pussy out of a fight. And I'd show you my little testies so you won't ever say that again, but like you said, you've got drinking to do. So let's get this over with, yes?" No need to be casual anymore. Screw my façade of being a fair fighter; I was going to have fun with this, not toy around with the bitch.

Vincent was standing merely a foot away from me. I'd say I had about three inches on him, but who could tell, really? My fencing skills -- damn, who knew that fencing would ever come in handy? -- began kicking in as I reached down and pulled out my saw-toothed knife, holding it in my left hand and the blade at Vince as fast as my fencing/knife handling skills could allow me, hoping I hit him. This bitch was going down whether he liked it or not.

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[vincent cypher]

Vincent watched the other male carefully. It was funny because really Bear had in actuality more ability with weapons then he did. But when it came to brute strength Vincent had that covered. After all being offense for foot ball for the last few years really had made him hit so much harder. He ignored what Bear had said and simply stood still watching him. This fight was going to be rather fun, whether or not Bear knew or not Vincent was not here to simply fight.. He was out for blood, it was his more dark side and one of his true passions was fighting a sport that was not hosted in the school but after hours was something he did for just mere fun also made for some extra cash here and their.

As Bear pulled the knife out and made the first attempt to attack Vincents right foot moved forward while his left pivoted slightly. This allowing him to easily move to the side of the blade which let Bears arm go past him. Bringing His right arm down over Bears he locked it down and twisted his body around pulling Bears arm with it causing tension on the tendons and strings in his elbow. While his left arm swung back so that if it all would go through His left elbow would contact a solid blow into Bears kidney.

Though due to training Vincent understood how avoidable the move could be, so with a pre-counter in mind his left leg shifted so he easily could back away and gain distance one more. His eyes now focused on Bear and nothing more, every thing blocked out the party the music the small crowd now gathering around the two. Nothing mattered this simply was a fight to the death. One way or another one of the two of them where not walking out of this place tonight. At least that was his plan.

[Sage Amato]

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Sage saw a mass amount of people quickly gathering in one location. He tilted his head in confusion, but soon realized what it was. A fight. Oh yes, the very fight he had been dying to see since...well, since the locker time. Sure it would have been great if he would have fought the bastard himself, but he had to be realistic. Sage was the son of Aphrodite. Sure, he was the hockey team captain, and yeah he had muscles and he could fight, but he was nothing compared to the kid of Ares. Yeah, it was kind of wimpy of him to let Vince fight the battle that should have been his, but everyone had beef with Bear. Everyone. And if Vince wanted to fight the guy he wasn't going to stop him.

Sage walked over to the group, suddenly leaving the people he was talking to, and pushed his way through the horde of people. He stopped in the inner most part of the circle clearly seeing the scene unfold before him. Bear had a knife? What the hell!? This was supposed to be a first fight, not a knife fight...except Vince had no knife. Sage couldn't help the worry that seeped in. What if Vince didn't make it? No, no way would he let that happen. Sage looked up and his eyes landed on a girl. Becca? She seemed to be the only one who was supporting Bear. Why? He had no idea. But he knew she would not let Bear die either...This would be a horrible fight. "Common Vince! Beat the shit out of him!"

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[Deleted]

Chicago's attention was drawn to a group of people outside the building now. Eyes growing wide with shock, she realised that this was the Bear fight. Except Sage wasn't fighting him....Vince was. Which was a good thing, because even though Sage was muscley, he could never take Bear.

Excusing herself from Semper's company, she hurried over to find her brother. Spotting him near the front of the crowd (where else?) She grabbed his hand and held it firmly. She didn't have anything to say. She didn't need to say anything. She didnt want Sage worrying about where she was or what she was doing during this. If he knew she was there, with him, he'd be fine.

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outfit"i couldn't decide on the shoes which is why there is two differetn shoes there :S

[caliber]

After a little while, Ariadne started to notice something different. She felt slightly tense, and when she looked around she saw that people were gravitating outside to see... something. Through the open door she was able to see a ring of people clustered close to the entrance. Curious, she was just about to go check it out when she felt Sage brush past her and watching him go swiftly outside. Well, the host knew something was up. Time to investigate.

Ariadne strode outside and felt the chill of the air against her bare arms. Kind of wishing she had a jacket, she walked into the ring of people and elbowed her way to the middle. Short person, coming through, she thought as she reached the inner ring.

She immediately knew it was a fight. She recognized both of the teens - Vince and Bear, both seniors. She frowned when she saw that Bear, the big one, held a blade. She shuddered and was glad she was on the far side of the circle from that kid. Bear had always kind of freaked her out. It was probably his eyes, and the way he looked at people, like he was evaluating how they would taste, which was just downright creepy. Secretly, Ari hoped that Vince would win, but she hoped even more that neither would get hurt.

[saver]

Ryanfs eyes followed Sage as the senior left the group. Really? But those thoughts soon disappeared as Ryan realized where Sage was going. A large group started to form as Ryan spun his whole body around, blood pumping more faster than when he had first entered the abandoned building. Hands sweating, Ryan squinted from afar; it was pretty easy since he was tall. hI think you should get away from here or something Mona, therefs a fight.h The words quickly came out of his mouth as he raced towards the crowd, wasnft this suppose to be a party? If it was a brawl, then Ryan wouldfve definitely never came here. Screams drowned Ryanfs train of thought as he tried to make way into the front. This was not what Ryan had hoped for at all. The students he had recognized were fighting in the center, and one even had a knife. Wait. A knife?! This place could make it to the front page of the newspapers, as a murder scene!

Glancing back, Ryan bit his lower lip. He couldnft see Mona through all of the hands thrown into the air, even if he was a few inches taller. hI hope Monafs okaych Ryan muttered as he tried to get out of the large group. This turned out to be one of THE worst case scenarios ever. Ryan really regretted ignoring his sisterfs words now.

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[Dustin Roberts]

Cody was a rather gloomy person, though for some reason people still found him cute,cuddly or what ever else. Why hell if he knew? It was something about him that attracted others, it really was annoying when simply the only person he really cared about was his older sister. Which unfortunately was not around. His eyes left from Bird to the group of people headed for the door. He guessed it had something to do with the two boys he had seen when he was coming in. Of course to him a fight was means for death and that simply caught his attention. This also made him even less like his sister, she was more of the happy easy going one while he was the angry hates people type. Polar opposites really, but then again he was still young and had time to change.

As the screams and shouts of cheering filled the air, a small flicker of joy flickered over his face, he enjoyed violence which was a tad odd because he hated arguements with a burning passion. Simply many would just say the boys emotions and thoughts made no sense but he cared little about what others though of him, he only cared about the thoughts of himself and his sister. Though sometimes he regreted pushing people away because often times he found himself in the past alone and bored. As to where if he had made friends he could have at the least had some one to spend time with. Luckily that was different here, his sister was here and their where the few others here who he would talk with such as a girl by the name of Lily, maybe it was because they had the same bloodline that gave him reason to even think of enjoying her company.

Looking at Bird he motions to outside and then pivots on his right foot and makes his way to the door. Of course the place was packed like sardines because every one wanted to see the blood shed and violence of a good fight. Which truly just gave Cody even more power.. no not magic or any of that what violence did for him was allow him to use the negative energy to use his own talents, these said talents being unlike others gifts of the school. Seeing how he discovered his at a young age and feared them he learned basic control and how to manipulate such gifts into something so much more useful for himself. Such as controlling the density of sand and earth below so called peoples feet.

Or even at times gave him power to create entire mobs of the undead, which really was useful when a group of jocks thought they would beat up on the creep of the school as he had so often herd. Really Cody was simply much darker then most knew he just came off as the shy timid little new kid. Where as truly he was playing nothing more then a large mind game, trust and believe in him being weak and harmless permitted him a upper hand when it came down to darker dealings such as murder and fights.

He stood at the back of the massive crowd and looked around, of course him being so small gave him no luck, so he smiled and pushed his way through until he could see what was going on. As he reached the front of the crowd his eyes fixated on what seemed to be going on and a synical smirk came across his face as he saw the blade and the other boys quick movements, he was placing his money on the boy with out a weapon for some reason he guessed that the boy with no weapon in hand was stronger then one would give credit to.

[Semper Capone]

I wanted to tell Chicago that she looked absolutely beautiful, but there seemed to be something going on outside the building. Chicago excused herself and went over to whatever it was causing the ruckus and I mentally facepalmed myself. Damn, why was I such an awful talker with people I like? I'm just an utter failure when it comes to this. Gah.

I watched Chicago disappear out of the building before raising the bottle to my lips and sipping some beer, liking the bitter sting it had on my tongue. I was already almost done with this one, so I guessed that I'd be needing another one soon. But wait -- all the commotion. How stupid was I? Vince was scheduled to fight that Bear kid tonight. Ohh sheesh; how could I have forgotten?

Polishing off the first beer I swung by the coolers on my way out and snatched up another one, popping the cap off as I headed to the circle of people watching the fight unfold before them. This was probably the only good thing about being a foot taller than everyone else: I could see over them. I could see Chicago over by Sage, which was alright with me. Currently, though, I was worried that Vince was going to end up hurt. The Bear guy had pulled a knife on him, which I didn't see as fair at all. Part of me wanted to jump in and help by slugging the Bear guy from behind, but Vince could handle this. Now all we had to do was watch Bear get his ass handed to him.

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