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Post by Narwhal on Nov 26, 2013 22:35:52 GMT -6
Allie plopped onto a bar stool, leaning against the counter. So everyone seemed to be having fun at the party, which was good, for them, but it was kind of a bust for her. The only people she recognized from Tidewater, she didn't really know, and she couldn't find Danny. They entered together--Brandon went somewhere else, sadly--but she lost him pretty quickly. So she resorted to drinking. It wasn't a smart idea, but there wasn't anything she could do. Some guy had been flirting with her earlier, and although he was cute and half-sober, her thoughts were on Brandon. What he did. It was the most adorable, sweetest thing a guy could ever do to her, but it had been very unexpected. Now she felt obligated to find the prettiest dress physically possible. She wanted to look as good as possible for him. When the bartender--who she didn't even think was a bartender, since he was serving minors mainly, or maybe he was just an idiot--came over, she ordered a dirty martini. The place where the party was located was super nice, and she wasn't surprised at all. Though that didn't matter to her. Personally, she just wanted to see Brandon sing some more.
Stefan smirked as he pushed through the crowd. He'd been grinding with some girl earlier, and although she was hot as fuck and offering sex to him, he wasn't interested. She got mad, but last he checked, she was all over some other guy. Whore. Somebody was shouting his name and he looked over, grinning when he saw his friend. He waved over at them, though didn't approach. He needed a drink. A simple shot would do. However, his attention was pulled from getting his short when he noticed Allie. He wondered what she was doing here. Not that she couldn't handle her alcohol or anything, but he was just surprised to see her. Luckily, she was at the bar, stirring a martini. "Al?" he asked, raising a brow at her and leaning against the counter, "Whatcha doin' here?" he asked, plopping onto a stool beside hers and resting his elbow on the counter.
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Post by Jess on Nov 26, 2013 23:00:43 GMT -6
Danny wandered through the party, trying to find Allie. All of them had been separated by the mass of people almost the moment they got there. He had found Brandon, who had said he needed to get on stage, but unfortunately the other person he needed to find was missing in action. Where the hell could she have gone?
Suddenly he saw a familiar face, but it wasn't Allie. It was Katelynn, standing there with a bottle of Mike's hard lemonade in her hand.
"Ha. I'm not going to sleep with some loser whose penis is tinier than his ego," Katelynn snided, telling off some guy that had been after her for the past half hour. She waved him away, taking another drink out of her bottle. She was clearly already slightly inebriated, but not enough to start actually acting nice to people. She pulled down her skirt a bit before her underwear could play peek a boo. When she noticed Danny watching her, she gave him a little smirk.
"Danny!" Katelynn said, almost happy to see him. Danny had to admit that he was happy to see her, up until the next words out of her mouth.
"Wow Danny. Looks like you've packed on a few pounds. Maybe you should lay off the buffets and actually start working out," She said, grabbing his chest. "I mean, your still cute and all, but your boobs are almost as big as Haley's. Which honestly, doesn't say too much."
"Great to see you too, Kitty Kat," Danny snorted, though he gave her a little kiss on the cheek when she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. At that very moment, to his surprise, he noticed Allie sitting at the bar, a big smile spreading across his face.
"Allie!" Danny called, dragging katelynn over, who instead of looking at the person that he was talking to, was far more preoccupied with looking her friend up and down.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 26, 2013 23:18:12 GMT -6
Allie traced her index finger in circles around her drink, smiling a little at the sound of Stefan's voice. It was nice that someone she actually knew was talking to her. Now, he wasn't Danny or Brandon, but they'd known each other too long for her not to be pleased by his voice, "I was invited by my... friend," she replied. What were her and Brandon? She didn't even know. She decided not to question their relationship for too long, keeping her attention on her surprisingly sober pal. "Should I be surprised that you're here? How many girls have talked to you so far?"
Stefan grinned at her, "A friend, huh?" he asked, wagging his eyebrows and smirking. "Some friend if they just left you sitting here at the bar. What's on your mind?" he said, pushing his bent index finger into her cheek, moving her head a little and causing her to smile. "And five, and it hasn't even been an hour," he answered proudly.
"Just a friend, maybe more," she replied, leaning forward and resting her elbows on the counter. "Nothing's on my mind, I'm just tired. I shouldn't have come," she said, frowning a little. Truth be told, she was just bored. She should've just told Brandon she couldn't come. "Now how many of those girls were sober?" she questioned, rolling her eyes at him jokingly. Stefan was quite the... now she didn't want to say player, since he didn't date a bunch of girls. He probably hadn't even had a girlfriend before. He just had one night stands constantly and girls were all over him.
"Maybe more? Is this friend a guy?" Stefan questioned, grinning. "Tired? So you're bored. How pleasant. It's okay Al I'm bored as shit too. The ladies here are less than adequate," he told her, rolling his eyes. It wasn't very cute to see a bunch of chunky girls in tight clothing, and then a bunch of hot girls act like a fake drunk person. It was annoying as shit. He was about to speak, but he heard some guy calling after Allie. He looked over to see some slender guy, "Is that him?" he questioned, eyes narrowed. Clearly he was a bad friend if he just ditched her. Stefan's eyes fell onto the girl who was beside the skinny guy, a crooked smirk causing the single dimple in his cheek to cave in. He studied her up and down, his smirk increasing by the second.
"No, but I came with him," she answered, smiling widely at Danny as he came over, "Hey babe!" she said playfully, happy that she wasn't completely alone. She noticed the girl beside her, Katelynn, they were on the same team((idk if they are or not, I just saw that she played volleyball so i assumed she was on the team)), although they hardly talked.
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Post by Jess on Nov 26, 2013 23:31:53 GMT -6
Katelynn tilted her head to the side a bit, finally taking a look at the girl now in front of her. She was pretty sure that she was on the volleyball team as her, though she wasn't completely sure since she never really wasted her breath talking to her. "And I'm assuming that you are the new little virgin in Brandon's life. And no, he didn't tell me you were a virgin. You're body posture just screams that you want sex, but you are too afraid to give it up," she said with a little smile. "Looking for that one love," she said with a fake pout.
"Hey Katelynn, why don't you go fuck some guy in the corner or something," Danny said, not really being the one that was best at tolerating Katelynn's attitude. Brandon was much better suited at babysitting Katelynn than he was. He shook his head with a little sigh. "Sorry about that Allie. Brandon and I were looking everywhere for you up until he had to go on stage. I don't even know how we got separated," he said as he went over and gave a friendly half-hug, just glad that she was okay.
Katelynn rolled her eyes, not really understanding why it was such a big deal to lose your virginity. Sex was sex. It was there for people to do it over and over again until they eventually created another being. And then they were supposed to start the process over again. It wasn't created for 'feelings'. She took another drink out of the bottle, starting to feel rather bored of this party already. "You know, I honestly expected this party to be fun."
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 26, 2013 23:53:21 GMT -6
Allie narrowed her eyes at Katelynn when she began to speak. And that was why they never spoke. Other girls talked about her, and although she doesn't know what was true and what wasn't, she was told a countless amount of time that she was a bitch. She forced a smile, "Your opinion doesn't mean shit to mean, especially since your posture just screams that you've opened your legs more times than you've opened a book," she replied, mimicking that stupid pout of hers. Honestly, the only reason she was 'afraid' of sex was because she didn't want to get pregnant. Nor did she want to get stabbed in the back by some douchebag guy. Just because she wasn't a total whore didn't mean she was looking for that 'one love.'
Allie smirked a little when Danny spoke, glancing over at Stefan, who looked unpleased, but was clearly too busy checking his phone or something. What a pal. He probably didn't even know what was happening. She pulled her eyes off of him when Danny spoke, "It's cool, I had Stefan over here giving me company.. kind of," she said, smiling faintly. Stefan just barely looked up, "What?" he asked, so clearly confused. She sighed and shook her head, "Nothing,"
Stefan ran a hand through his hair, swirling on his chair so he could face the group--and the girl--curious to know what they were chit-chatting about. Okay, so he didn't really care. But he came to the party, so he could at least pretend to care. He raised a brow when the dark-haired girl spoke, "Why don't you just leave then?" he questioned, narrowing his eyes at her. Oh, he heard what she bitched on about to Allie, but Allie didn't seem damaged, so he couldn't bring himself to be too mad about it.
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 1:40:59 GMT -6
Katelynn was getting ready to snap back at Allie, probably getting ready to bring up Brandon's own past sexual experiences to bring Allie to the realization that the man she was drooling over was even more of a whore than she was. But Danny stepped in before anything about that could be said. He knew very well of Brandon's past, but Brandon was changing, and he would rather not have Allie's heart broken and wanted to give Brandon the chance to move on from it.
"When you get to know Katelynn, she is actually a lot better. She just starts off rubbing everyone the wrong way," Danny said, defending Katelynn a little bit, but not to the point where he was trying to go against Allie. "I'm sorry. I will keep her under check."
Katelynn looked over at the boy curiously, rather surprised that he was paying attention enough to open his mouth. "Probably the same reason why you're still here. Clearly you aren't exactly into the scene or you wouldn't been on your phone. Which indicates boredom," she said, taking another little drink from her bottle. She had a lot of Mike's hard lemonade tonight, but was far from drunk at this point. It took her more than a couple bottles of extremely weak alcohol to get her dancing on a table with her top off to make the party interesting.
"So why are /you/ here?"
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 2:43:57 GMT -6
Allie shook her head when Danny spoke, "I can tell. Most of the volleyball team hates her guts," she said, shrugging. She understood she was probably his friend, but she didn't care. The girl was blunt and rude. There was a big difference between being honest and being a bitch. "It's fine Danny, but I just don't like her," she replied with a small frown, downing her martini with a huff. She coughed a little, not because of the alcohol, but because drinking it all at once. She almost rolled her eyes at herself, however refrained for a bit, resting her elbow on the table and her head in her hand.
Stefan shrugged when she spoke, "I'm into 'the scene' or whatever, but the people at this party suck and most of the girls are acting drunk while they're only drinking that lemonade stuff you have," he said, nodding towards the bottle in her hand. "The whole fake drunk thing isn't cute, you know?" he continued, rolling his eyes. He was glad that, although she insulted Allie, she wasn't acting like a stupid fake drunk bitch. He shrugged at her question, "I came because I was bored and was free tonight. Rather than chilling in my dorm I came here to have fun, which was a stupid fucking idea," he said, huffing. He needed a shot god fucking dammit. He called the bartender over before ordering several more shots, yawning. "So why are you still here?" he questioned, looking over at the girl.
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 3:00:52 GMT -6
"Yeah, and I'm sure most people on the cheer leading team hate her guts too," Danny sighed, ordering him and Katelynn a couple shots from the bartender. Maybe if Katelynn actually got drunk she wouldn't be able to think of insults. He knew, from experience, she became sluttier, but that was a tad bit more manageable than the words coming out of her mouth. "she will shut up in a bit," Danny said, handing two shots over to Katelynn. "How about you and I go towards the stage and cheer Brandon on a bit?" he asked Allie, thinking it would be best to just keep the girls apart.
Katelynn gratefully took the shots from Danny, downing them both and using her drink as a chaser. "Yeah, a lot of guys are doing that too," Katelynnn said, her voice a little rough from the burning sensation of the shots. She already had a couple guys telling her that they were so drunk that they could cheat on their girlfriends and not feel bad about it. No matter how much she would have liked to help them with their task, they weren't exactly her cup of tea. She cleared her throat before speaking again. "I'm actually here for Brandon. He asked me to sing a couple songs with his group tonight. We're in choir together," She said, knowing that if she had too many more shots there was not way in hell that she was going to sing. She should be good until shot number eight, though. After that she would be done for. "So, as you see. I have a reason to be here. So I can't just up and leave my friend hanging."
Katelynn and Brandon had been good friends for quite a while. She was the one that knew all of his dirty little secrets, everything he wouldn't even be willing to share with Danny. She was the one that really knew how Brandon ticked.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 3:14:54 GMT -6
Allie frowned, "That must suck though, really," she said, ordering another martini. She didn't know why she was getting herself drunk, but it was better drunk and having fun than sober and being bored out of her mind. She took the drink once the bartender brought it out, sighing. This wasn't strong enough, honestly. Though shots? They weren't her favorite. She'd probably end up ordering one anyways. She felt stupid with what she was drinking. She put her drink down before ordering some shots, smirking when she heard what Danny said, "I'm glad," she said with a chuckle, hoping the girl would actually shut it for a while. As long as she avoided her, they wouldn't have to talk, so she could always do that.
"What pansies. Can't they handle their liquor?" Stefan said with a smirk, leaning back against the counter a little bit. It was pathetic really. Without the buzz, fucking and grinding wasn't even fun. He wasn't drunk yet; maybe that was why he was still bored. He took one of his shots and downed then easily. He sighed with satisfaction, regardless of the strength of the drink. He needed that. "Who's Brandon?" He asked, his gaze flicking up to the stage for a moment, "That guy?" he asked, nodding towards the guy singing for a moment. How stupid. Live music was great, yeah, but at a party like this? He was expecting dubstep and a strobe light, or at least rap or pop. Something besides live music. He raised a brow when she spoke, "Ah, a singer. And good for you, I'm bad at not leaving my friends hanging," he said, taking another shot.
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 7:28:29 GMT -6
"If I take more than two shots, cut me off," Danny chuckled, not wanting to drink too much before having to go up on stage. Seriously, if he had to go on stage drunk, singing about a blow job, he wouldn't be able to breathe due to laughing so hard. Danny was a very immature drunk. And admittedly, was a lot more open about flirting with girls. It was kind of terrible.
Danny downed one of his shots, going ahead and ordering more for him and katelynn. The party might have been a bust--a tad bit more uptight than he liked--but the open bar was freakin' amazing. "Do you need a chaser?" Danny asked Allie, handing Katelynn a couple more shots. He was pretty sure she wasn't going to be singing tonight.
"Of course they can't handle their liquor. Or they just act like they can't so they can try to sleep with me and if their girlfriend's find out they can say they were drunk," Katelynn snorted, downing another shot and having one more in her hand. She was starting to feel a tad bit light headed at this point, but still nowhere near being drunk. Katelynn looked towards the stage with a nod. "Yep, that's him," she said as she shook her head with a chuckle. "To be honest, at this point I expected everyone to be genuinely drunk, taking body shots, topless women on the tables, and I expected to be grinding with some guy. Quite possibly in the privacy of a dorm room," she said, taking the other shot and placing both glasses on the counter. "Instead, I'm still fairly sober, and my clothes are still on. I honestly see a problem here," she said, not even necessarily complaining, but joking around as well at this point.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 16:02:00 GMT -6
"Alright, will do," Allie laughed. She didn't want Danny to get too drunk, since he had to go up and sing sooner or later. It would suck if he got up there and puked or something horrible like that. That would be embarrassing, although he would be too drunk to care, she was sure. Of course, sooner or later she would get too drunk to pay attention to how many shots he was taking.
She wanted some more shots. She wasn't sure how many she would be able to handle before she started stumbling all over the place and flirting with random guys. "Sure," she said, patting the stool on her side so he would sit. "When do you have to go up?" she asked curiously, raising a brow at the stage. Allie didn't want him to have to go, since Stefan now seemed distracted by Katelynn and then she would be alone, again. She could just make some friends or maybe the party would get crazier, and then it'd be more fun to be at.
Stefan shook his head disapprovingly when Katelynn spoke. "That's ridiculous. There's no fun in pretending to be drunk when you can be drunk. They're probably afraid of getting caught," he said, rolling his eyes. That was beyond pathetic. Although he wasn't drinking too much yet, he wasn't acting as though he was drunk. That was a pussy move, in his opinion. He nodded slowly when she told him who Brandon was, "Ahh, so that's the guy Allie likes," he said with a chuckle. He was assuming that was her friend. Friend, his ass. He chuckled when she spoke, nodding in agreement, "Too bad. But the party's hardly begun. So I'm hoping within the hour I'll be dancing with a half-naked chick who's actually drunk," he said, smirking faintly. That'd be great. He came here for one reason and one reason only, to have sex. He nodded and gave her an up and down, "I agree completely. You're wearing too much," he said, shaking his head and taking another shot.
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 16:40:09 GMT -6
Danny shrugged, downing his shot. "No clue. Brandon said that he would just let me know. He might be trying to pull some strings with the guy that hired the group for them to end early, though. He said that he wanted to spend the party with you. So, I may not even end up singing tonight," he sounded a bit relieved, not really sure if he wanted to sing in front of all those people. "We are all voting that the loser running this party gets the stick out of his ass and turns on some techno or something. Orgies don't happen at parties like these," he said, completely teasing at the end.
Well, he wouldn't mind getting laid by someone at some point, but an orgie would just plain gross. He tapped on the bar, ordering himself another shot. What harm could one more do, really? He wanted to have a good time tonight, after all.
Katelynn smirked as she reached past him, taking one of the shots that he had in front of him, and downed it herself. If he wanted more he could ask the bartender for more with no problem. But she didn't want to wait for more to be poured at that point in time. "Good luck finding a descent looking girl that will even get half naked for you," she said, taking a little shot at him, but meaning it more in a joking way. She found that when she was drinking and there was a descent looking guy in front of her, she had trouble being a complete bitch. She got up on the chair next to him, surprised that the alcohol was even hitting her as quickly as it was. Maybe she had just taken too many shorts in a short period of time? She knew she wasn't quite drunk yet, but she was rather buzzed. And unfortunately she had decided to wear four-inch stilettos tonight to try and make it look like she had some height to her. "Just watch, at the end of the night I will very likely be drunk off my ass doing back hand springs in my bra and underwear," she laughed, finding that she liked to challenge her physical capabilities while drunk off her ass. "If you notice me doing such a thing, could you please be sure I don't break my wrist? I would really appreciate it."
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 17:00:11 GMT -6
Allie raised a brow when he spoke, happy to hear that, honestly. She felt her heart skip a beat or two, "Well that's good, I think. Though it'd be hilarious to see you singing up there, especially if I forgot to tell you not to take more than two shots," she said with a grin, nudging him. She would obviously tell him to stop once he got to two, since she didn't want her friend making a fool of himself, especially after he told her to stop him. She laughed, "That's gross!" she said, shaking her head. If anybody thought a fucking orgy was fun, they were probably a guy. Like... just no. If something like that ended up happening tonight, she would be leaving. Sex wasn't bad. But an orgy? Uh uh.
Stefan narrowed his eyes when she took his shot, though didn't really care. He just ordered some more. He laughed, "I'm not looking for a decent girl. I'm looking for one who knows what to do between the sheets," he replied with a shrug. He wanted to get laid. Absently, he wondered if she would be the one to do that, since it seemed they had several common opinions. Sex was sex, and if she wanted to, they could fuck. He decided not to think about it any longer. The new shots finally came and he smiled. "Now all this needs is some salt and lime, eh?" he raised a brow, taking one of his shots. He felt slightly buzzed, but not enough to really do anything. Most of the girls at the party were still ugly, so he would just keep on taking shots until they looked good, even if it meant he wouldn't be able to stand up straight by the end of the night. He smirked crookedly when she spoke, "I can't wait to see that," he said with a dry laugh. It'd be hot, yeah, but it'd be extremely annoying at the same time, since it wasn't cute to see girls doing that stuff. It was hot, yeah, and he'd totally have sex with a girl who did that. Though, it'd never be someone worthy of actually getting into a relationship with. He nodded, "Yeah, I'll make sure you don't," he promised, "As long as you don't let me sleep with one of those girls who look like their faces are a cake."
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 17:39:13 GMT -6
Danny snorted as he looked at her, wondering if he should even bother ordering another shot. "I'm actually already at two," he pouted, wanting more. Should he? He wanted to drink more.
He thought it over, letting out a sigh. At this rate he was going to be the most sober person at the party, he already knew that the minute Brandon got off stage he was going to grab an entire bottle for himself, maybe Danny would do the same thing. Danny started to think about how things would go if he was to go up there and try to sing, it would be rather amusing. He was likely to forget all the words, throw up, and hate his life. Sure, that could be fun. "You are a terrible friend for already not keeping track of how many shots I've taken."
"Well, it sounds like you and I have something in common," Katelynn grinned, pretty sure she could see him in her bed that night. He was good looking enough, and he wanted sex just as badly as she did. Maybe if she got drunk enough she could bring herself to sleeping with a guy that seemed to be even more of a whore than she was.
Katelynn looked around at the people at the party, trying to spot out anything that she could find even remotely attractive at this point. There were a few okay looking guys, but she had already slept with them at some point during her high school career, and she couldn't bring herself so low to sleep with them again. She needed a man that knew how to use the thing in his pants. A man that could actually please her instead of her having to push them off of her, because she was going to die of boredom.
"Oh, you mean girls that look like her," Katelynn pointed to a girl that had so much makeup on her face that she was one red nose away from looking like a clown. "I swear some girls grab a pie, slap it in their faces, and call in makeup." she shrugged, feeling almost bad for girls that had to do that. Were they really so horrid looking that they had to put on make up masks?
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 18:14:01 GMT -6
Allie snorted, "Oh, huh. Then stop drinking!" she said, smirking, although she had ordered herself some more to drink. It wasn't like she told him to restrict her from drinking, so she really had no reason to stop. She would just get herself drunk and then hopefully the party would be funner. If not, sucks for her. She'd probably end up leaving sooner or later if she didn't get a chance to talk to Brandon, either. She frowned a little at the idea of not being able to talk to him before the party was over, considering she only came because he invited her. She shook off the thoughts for now, smiling when she was given a shot.
She leaned back against the counter a little, "I'm really hoping they'll turn on some fucking strobe lights or something. Turn this party into a rave, you know? They should've bought a DJ. Not that Brandon's bad, but you know, this is a party that needs a boost," she commented, blinking at the people. Now it was a nice place to have a party. There was an infinity pool that people were tossing a beach ball around in and the bar was nice, but the party itself sucked. It really needed some help. She grinned when Danny spoke, "I'm sorry! Next time I'll remember," she said, grinning faintly. She wouldn't, since it'd be funnier to see him tripping around all over. Though, she hoped he wouldn't have to go up and sing, since she wanted to save him the embarrassment.
Stefan smirked widely when she spoke, "We do," he said. He wondered if she'd be the girl he decided to go home with. She wasn't as hot as it got, but her body was great and she seemed good in bed... or at least, that was how she acted. He really hoped it wasn't an act, because he didn't want to just have her get on top, only for her to suck. That would be a waste of his time. Though, nothing was for sure. Maybe he'd find a hotter girl who was amazing in bed.
He brought his gaze to the girl she was talking about and he laughed, nodding, "Yep. I'm afraid to touch a girl's face when they look like that. Wouldn't that crap on her face get all over my hands?" he said, making a face. The girl she had pointed to was dancing so hard and clearly acting drunk to the point where she was sweating, which ultimately made it look as though her face was melting. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and nodded, "It's gross. If she thinks she's getting guys like that, she's wrong. I'd never touch a girl like that," he said, shaking his head. He brought his gaze back to the girl. It took him a moment to realize he didn't even know her name. He rose a brow, "And what's your name?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2013 18:24:50 GMT -6
Eli frowned down at his phone, the bright screen displaying the text he had received from Allie earlier. He was sure he was in the right place, but he hadn’t been able to find her yet. He obviously was in the right place; sweaty, drunk girls were swaying and teetering all around him, and there were guys staring hungrily after them, trying to convince these girls to come back to their place. He stared at some of them, disgusted. Was everyone only interested in sex? Sure, sex was great. Sex was awesome. But he wasn’t interested in only getting in the panties of girls he hardly knew. He was more worried about making new friends with his new classmates. And if he got to flirt with a few beautiful girls in the process, he wouldn’t be disappointed. He caught glimpse of Allie suddenly, and he grinned at her, pushing his way towards her. “Hey,” he said breathlessly when he finally reached her, laying his hand on her shoulder. He noticed the guy next to her, and nodded towards him as a greeting. “Hey,” he said again, this time to him.
What was that saying? Beer before liquor, never sicker? Liquor before beer, you’re in the clear? Never fear? Who cares. Kinley grabbed both a beer and a shot of whiskey, figuring both at the same time couldn’t hurt. There wasn’t a saying for that one, was there? She didn’t think so. Besides, she had already had a bit to drink before even leaving her dorm room. She downed the shot and immediately popped the top of her beer can, washing the terrible taste from her mouth. She felt numb, but she was sure it wasn’t from the alcohol. She sipped her beer uneasily, eyeing the people around her. She recognized most of them but hadn’t cared enough to learn their names. “Seriously?” she hissed as someone drunkenly bumped into her, and she pushed the guy away with her free hand, glaring at him threateningly. She considered screaming at him and maybe hitting him a few times, but she decided against it, not really caring enough to make a scene tonight. She turned away from him with an eye roll, reaching for a wall or counter to lean on to steady herself. Her gaze fell upon another familiar face just to the left of her, and she blinked uncertainly. He was talking to a girl, laughing and taking shots with her. She felt sick again, and she choked back bile, coughing. “Hey,” she said hoarsely before clearing her throat and trying again, “Hey, Stefan.” She plastered a fake smile on her face and raised a recently waxed eyebrow at him, ignoring the familiar sharp pains in her abdomen.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 19:33:31 GMT -6
Allie grinned as she received some more shots, only this time she had a bottle of beer with her as well. Washing down alcohol with more alcohol wasn't really smart, but there wasn't anything else she'd rather be drinking at the moment. She already knew she'd become best friends with her toilet by the end of the night. That didn't sound very pleasant when she thought too much about it, but it'd be better than puking up on someone or pissing herself. Her attention was caught when she heard a familiar voice, looking over to see Eli. She smiled as he came over, giving him a wave, "Hi!" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck in a quick hug. "I didn't think you'd actually come," she said, before bringing her gaze to Danny. "Eli, this is Danny. Danny, this is Eli," she introduced, assuming they hadn't met before considering Eli was knew and Danny was younger than both of them.
Stefan looked down at his shots, counting the ones he already took against the ones he hadn't taken. He wasn't sure how many it would take before he was really drunk, but he hoped it would be soon. The girl was cool and all, but having a conversation with her wasn't why he came here. He came here to party and fuck. He glanced over when he heard a voice, seeing some girl he recognized. Aw fuck, what was her name? Regardless, he gave her a smirk, "Hey," he said smoothing, twisting on his stool so he could face her. He remembered her. They fucked once. Kristen? Was that her name? It didn't sound right. He probably didn't remember because she wasn't all that great. Who knew though? He was pretty sure he was drunk when he last saw her.
((sorry for how short it is. there wasn't much i could make them do))
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Post by Jess on Nov 27, 2013 20:23:25 GMT -6
Danny looked over at the new face, giving him a little smile. "Good to meet ya, man," he said, holding his hand out to him.
Brandon walked through the crowd, pushing through a group of people grinding on each other, a look of disgust on his face. He was definitely not drunk enough for this right now. When he was sober he couldn't help but to find drunk people rather annoying. He needed a drink if he was going to even think about sticking around. When some girl slapped his ass, he started to become even more irritated. He definitely didn't want to stick around for too long, there was too much grab ass going on for him to really feel comfortable. Especially since, for once, he didn't want to partake. He was attempting to behave, no matter how rough that may be for him. He was sure that Allie would be worth the effort.
He wandered around, his eyes scanning the groups, but the groups of people being far too thick for him to make out any familiar faces. His stomach dropped as he hoped that Allie wasn't in the middle of one of those groups.
He really needed a drink.
As he started making his way around to the bar, a huge smile spread across his face, his chest feeling light with relief. Thank god.
"Allie!" he called as he made his way on over to her, looking curiously at the man by her that he had never seen before. Surely there was no need to worry since Danny didn't seem irritated. "Sorry it took me so long," he said, giving her a little kiss. "I had to talk to the guy throwing the party to try and get him to bump up the music since the party is actually starting to pick up."
Katelynn looked at the new comer, who seemed to already have had too much to drink. "I'm assuming she is a fuck buddy of your's?" she asked Stefan, finding that the girl was probably pretty enough to be deemed fuckable. Plus, with the way the guy acted, he was willing to fuck just about anything. Which was understandable.
"I'm Katelynn, by the way," she added before going over and taking another shot. Well, since she clearly didn't have to perform now, she was just going to drink to her heart's content.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2013 21:15:52 GMT -6
Eli’s eyebrows knit together as he glanced down at the beer bottle in one of Allie’s hands and watched her grab for a shot with her other one. “Of course I came,” he laughed, putting his arm around her waist as he returned her quick hug, “I didn’t exactly have anything else to do. And I wanted to meet new people somehow.” He nodded towards the drink in her hand and frowned slightly. Drinking had never been his thing. Although he did have a drink every now and then, he didn’t understand why people drank with the intention of just getting drunk. “Someone you’re trying to forget?” he asked her with a cheerless laugh before turning his attention to Danny. He held out a hand for him to shake, his grin returning to his face. “Hey, Danny,” he offered just before another person made their way into the small group forming. His eyebrows shot up as he curiously watched him give Allie a quick kiss, but he shook it off quickly. It really wasn’t any of his business.
Hastily downing the rest of her drink, Kinley dropped the empty can on the counter next to her. She was about to say something when the girl next to him spoke. Kinley laughed, swaying slightly before steadying herself again. “Please, he wishes it was an everyday occurrence,” she said, her words slurred slightly already. She wasn’t sure if the girl was introducing herself to her or to Stefan, but she decided to offer her name in return anyways. “I’m Kinley,” she told her before turning her glossy eyes back to Stefan. “Are you going to offer me a drink? Or do I have to get my own?” She sneered at him, admiring his features lazily.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 27, 2013 21:45:08 GMT -6
Allie grinned up at Eli happily once he hugged her back, "I'm glad. I didn't know if I'd be all alone the rest of the time here, since Danny might have to leave me," she said, shooting Danny a look. She really hoped he wouldn't have to go up there. If he did, however, she'd have Eli. Since Eli was awesome, however, she was completely okay with that, "Yeah? Was running through the courtyard naked not enough for you?" she asked, laughing. "And I wanted to ask: How's it going for you and your homecoming votes?" she continued, raising a brow. She didn't know if he'd actually win, but she hoped so, for his sake. It'd be interesting to see a new student, especially from a rival school, to win homecoming king or prince. She shrugged her shoulders at his question, "Nah. Maybe," she said, noticing his frown, "Is something wrong?" she asked, narrowing her eyes. Maybe he wasn't a drinker. That was a good thing. Drinking wasn't all that great, but she just liked the buzz it gave her.
She took a sip of her beer, feeling slightly buzzed but not to the point where she was actually having fun. "So when is this supposed to be over?" she asked, looking over at the pool and half-considering getting into it. Though, if she got in she'd risk spilling her drink and getting ugly. She didn't want to look ugly in the case that Brandon ever showed up. She was beginning to think he'd never pop up. Although, he was off the stage. So he'd come up soon, right? She hoped so. As it were fate, she heard his voice and glanced over. She smiled at the sight of Brandon, "Hey!" she said, grinning when he kissed her, "It's cool. I'm just glad they're bringing the music up. They still need a strobe light though," she said, shaking her head. She brought her gaze to Eli after a moment, feeling like she needed to introduce them, out of common courtesy, "Eli, this is Brandon, my.....friend," she said, honestly unsure how to label them. It wasn't like they were dating, were they? She honestly didn't know.
Stefan shrugged his shoulders, "We fucked once," he told Katelynn. He took a swig of his beer, almost choking when she spoke. He was about to deny that, but since he didn't want to be a complete asshole, he plastered a smile, "Yeah," he said, the sarcasm in his tone obvious. He narrowed his eyes at her, Kinley, when she continued, "Eh, you can get your own," he told her with a smirk. He wasn't interested in her at the moment. While he was sober, he took note of how stick skinny she was, and now unremarkable her facial features were. "I'm Stefan," he said, smirking and taking a shot.
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