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Post by Naomi Dreama Devan on Jul 25, 2009 13:15:04 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------ THEREWILLBENORULESTONIGHT iftherewerewe'dbreak'em ------------------------------------------------------------
FELICITY HOLDEN
I walked into the gym, admiring the work of the decorating committee. Of course, it could've been better, but whatever. It worked. I looked around the room, it was pretty dark. Glitter streamers and things hung everywhere to give it a mysterious, sort of romantic atmosphere. I quickly made my way over to the sports closet, opening it and grabbing the bottle of vodka I'd hid earlier. Then I went and poured the entire thing into the punch. "What's a party without alchohol?" I asked, smiling to myself as I finished off the bottle and hid it back in the closet until later. I yelled at the DJ to turn the music up a notch, then grabbed myself a glass of the punch and waited off to the side for Livvy, or James, to show up.
NAOMI DEVAN
I fixed my dress and hair quickly before heading into the gym, looking around to see if Caleb, Julliet, or Hal were here. Hal was dating Jay now, which made me happy, he finally got what he wanted. I saw Fifi, but avoided conversation with her as I got myself a glass of punch. I could taste the vodka in it, but that didn't matter to me. I drank it anyways. I walked over and leaned against the wall, waiting for Caleb.
It had been about a week since Caleb and I went to Castries, and we'd spent the entire time together. I was truly in love with the boy, I was having crazy thoughts about marrige one day, and living with him, having kids, that sort of thing. The only good thing was, he was having the same thoughts as I was obviously.
Comments;; ITS FINALLY HERE WOOT! Outfit;; Felicity Naomi Tunes;; Eat You Up - BoA Status;; Done and Open! Credit;; Defying Gravityof CAUTON 2.0.
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Post by Ethan Micheal Davies on Jul 25, 2009 13:26:22 GMT -5
Ethan walked through the gym doors, fudgeting with the rose he had stuck on his jacket. He could not get the damn thing to stay on. Finally he secured it, and pulled his mask onto his face, tying it behind his head. He looked around. Not many people had arrived yet, so he walked over to the punch bowl and grabed a cup, He swallowed it quickly, then refilled the cup once more, his eyes scanning the room.. Mask
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Post by Jack Holster Burkie on Jul 25, 2009 13:46:42 GMT -5
* [/color] i can see the venoum in your eyes ,[/color] ( [/color]END YOUR LIFE )[/color][/font][/size] -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -[/b][/color][/center] It was a frighting thought at the fact that Emmett was actually, truely here. Ever since he heard about it, he always was debating on actually going there. He figured, well, no one was going to know who he was, since he would be the last person on Earth to do this, so if he made a fool out of himself, there would be no way he would be himilated the next day. His main task he needed to accomplish was keep the mask on, which shouldn't be too hard.
Also, he found when no one knew him, he talked reguarly. There was no stammers or stutters, as no one knew he was a loner. He wore a black mask, that in a way reminded him of Phatom of the Opera, but of course, it was a masquerade type of mask, but it had the same mysterious texture to it. He was never a fan of feathers, so he was without one. His hair was brushed back, and he let his facial hair grow out a little bit, so there was some shabby mustaches and such, so no one woudl even think it was Emmett Koehn. More then likely, they didn't even know who Emmett Koehn was.
He stepped him, trying not to feel nervous, chanting to himself in his head, There's not a chance they know it's me. There's not a chance they know it's me He tried to look causual, hopefully to be mistaken for one of the alphas or something. A crowd was starting to merge into everything, and he took a deep breath. Not knowing who to talk to first, or if should just wait, he went over to the punch.
Taking a sip, he spit it out almost at once. Spiked! He thought. He wasn't the person to go along with it or not to notice, as it was too much like home. Putting the drink down, he moved away from it instead. It reminded him way too much of his mother, and that brought memories he always had nightmares about and was leff as scars covering his unseen back.
----------------- [/b][/color][/center][/size] Jack said yes at this party almost at once. No, he wasn't a huge fan of the stupid dressing up covered in masks, but a party was a party. Jack would never refused one, since he grew up in the neightborhood that always had some teenage drinking party. Ah, how he missed going to those parties. There wasn't a lot he did there, as his brothers were so protective, but still fun to see others make fools out of themselves.
More then likely, if someone knew him, they would reconize him now. His hair was still the same, sticking out above his mask, as if he just woke up. His mask was a very deep navy blue, almost looking black, but next to his navy tux, someone could see that it was defintally blue. Still, if you didn't know who was who, there was little you could do about that. Oh, this was going to be fun. To the corner of his eyes, he saw a girl dressed in pink, who was obviously the head alpha, whose name escaped him. With a small smirk, perching his eyebrow, he contiuned on.
Walking over to the punch, as he was very thirsty after seeing the girl in pink, he took a gulp down. Blinking twice, he realized this wasn't very oridnary. I want to thank whoever spiked the punch He thought with a sly smile, holding his glass out to no one, then guzzling it down. Ah, it felt good to drink again.
----------------- [/b][/color][/center][/size] TAG !?[/b] Everyone at the party!!! NOTES !?[/b] LYRICS!?[/b] Never too late-- Three Days Grace, and Snakes on a plane by cobra starship [since there are two people, there needs to be two different songs XD] LISTENING TO!?[/b] Nothing since this computer has no sound CREDITS !?[/b] this template was made by DANCING.DIVA of CAUTION 2.0![/font][/color]
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Post by Caleb Ethan Julian on Jul 25, 2009 15:13:35 GMT -5
ISABELLA "IZZY" BROOKES -- outfit--
I had managed to put my dress on lay away so I could pick it up the big night, I hadn't wanted anyone to see it. So I pulled my hair into a bun behind my head and put on my mask after all of my makeup was done, heading down to the gym. People were just arriving, so Izzy squeezed into one of the groups walking in. She headed over to the punch and grabbed a cup, heading off to one of the tables and sitting down by herself.
CALEB JULIAN
I sighed as I snuck into the gym. I spotted a girl who I knew had to be Naomi in a blue dress. She looked fabulous, I had to admit. I decided to go over. So, I walked over and put my hand on her shoulder. "Bonjour, mon amour," I greeted with a smile. My mask was exactly like the Phantom of the Opera's, and I was wearing a black tux. A few people were looking at me as I smiled.
MADELINE "MADDIE" DAWSON -- outfit--
My Converse really didn't fit in with all of the girls wearing high heels. But I really didn't like heels, nor could I afford them at all. Buying the clutch and makeup as well as the dress had made me lose almost all of my money. But I could see that it was all worth it. I looked around, noticing how fabulous the place looked. A smile spread across my glossed lips as I headed in the direction of the punch bowl. • • • • • • • • • •
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Post by James Arthur Neville on Jul 25, 2009 23:29:51 GMT -5
James walked slowly down the stairs. He was dressed simply, white shirt, black jacket, blue tie to bring out his eyes and black pants and shoes. His mask was a simple black generic mask trimmed in silver. Not a lot of thought had been put into the outfit, nor had his hair been properly combed, still wet from the shower he'd hurridly taken. His best friend had just made a suprise entrance and said that he was going to school here now. Since the jet lag was pretty intense, Liam had crashed on his bed after saying hello and suprise, and hadn't woken when James had left for the masquerade. He'd left a note for his roommate though, in case he woke, which was doubtful. It was the best suprise ever, besides Izzy kissing him that one time while he was sleeping. James grinned at the thought of it.
Pushing open the doors to the gym, he took time to appreciate the decorations for a minute before pushing his way through the crowd in search of his girlfriend. They'd agreed to come seperatly to see if they could find each other. If they hadn't discovered each other in half an hour, then they were going to meet in the section of the basketball court where they'd decided that they were going to start dating.
He grinned and scanned the crowd for the blonde, short head of his girlfriend.
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Post by Julliet Rachel Foxx on Jul 26, 2009 12:40:44 GMT -5
[/center] Don't waste your fiction tears on me Just save them for someone in need It's way to late I'm closing the door [/blockquote][/center] Julliet walked in. She was in her beautiful white gown with her mask on. She walked in a hurry because she was late. One thing everyone should know is that High-heels and running are not a good match. SHe was still at the dorm and she had to run all the way to the way to the gymnasium. She scurried acroos the school. As she opened the door her mouth opened. It was one of the best sights. A bunch of people with masks and amazing outfits. Of course it was easy to find the alphas they all had the most expensive looking dresses out of the bunch. And the male alphas were pretty easy also. She looked around and saw naomi's beautiful dress and she walked over. Before she could get to her a bunch of grade nine's pushed her out of the way and knocked her down. She tried to get up but her dress was caught. What a great start!
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Post by Melonie Ashlenn Miller on Jul 26, 2009 17:22:04 GMT -5
life is your runway, every day is a fashion show. [/color] [/center] . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Melonie walked into the dance feeling like a princess. She had let her dads take her shopping, and any one had to admit it paid off. She looked around, taking in her wonderful work. She couldn't believe she had helped put that together. She could have searched for friends, but she didn't really have any. So, doing the logical thing, she walked over to the punch bowl. She took a cup, and when the drink touched her lips, she knew it was alchohal. She swallowed her sip carefully, then threw her cup away. She backed away from it, and ran right into someone. She turned around to see a guy she didn't notice. He had brown hair and a bit of a stubble. Deciding to be friendly, and since no one knew who she was, she smiled. "Hi, and sorry about that. Didn't realize that the punch had a bit of a kick." She laughed and ran her gloved fingers through her hair.
Note: Just realized how hard this will be, since nobody knows who's who. She ran into Emmett. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Justin walked into the dance, not really knowing what he was doing there. His sudo-girl-friend-to-be had dragged him there, telling him to meet her. He gazed around, feeling like everyone else in a Phantom of the Opera mask and a black tux. But, being the rebel he was, he had decided to wear a pair of bright red converse hi-tops. He couldn't bare to not stand out. He gazed the room for Maddi, and it wasn't hard to spot her. She was the only other person there wearing converse. He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered into her ear. "Boo." He joked, turning her around. He smiled and laughed. He took in her dress, feeling like the luckiest guy in the world.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Olivia walked into the dance. She adjusted he Chanel bracelet on her wrist, and made sure her messy up-do was absolutely perfect. She checked the strap of her mask, hoping it wouldn't snap off at any point. Then she continued to look around the room for her friend. She spotted her, on the other side of the room. She knew it was her, because they had bought their dresses together, done their make up together, and made sure they looked perfect together. They had both chosen pink dresses, because that was their favorite color. She walked over to Felicity, turning heads as she passed. She smiled, and she knew people knew she was an alpha, just by the way she walked. When she reached her friend, she smiled. "God, who is this gorgeous bitch standing in front of me. And why is she wearing Fifi's dress?" She joked around, knowing that her friend was probably the prettiest girl in the room. And the most recognizable. She put her hand on her hip before continuing. "God, I need alchohal. I take it you already put some in the punch?" She knew her best friend all to well.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Zach walked into the dance, just a little late. He had combed his hair down, because his signature look would deffinately give him away to his fellow Alphas, the people he wanted to avoid. If they knew that he had asked an Individual to the dance, he would be dead. He noticed Ethan standing by the punch, and knew he couldn't walk over there. So, as an alternative, he walked over to an empty table. He craned his neck looking for Vivienne.
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Post by Vivienne Annalise Jones on Jul 26, 2009 18:27:23 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------ THEREWILLBENORULESTONIGHT iftherewerewe'dbreak'em ------------------------------------------------------------
NAOMI DEVAN I spun around to see Caleb, and smiled brightly, kissing him. I had my diamond on, just on the wrong finger. Hell, just because we were hiding the fact we were engaged didn't mean I couldn't wear the ring! "Bonjour, don't you look handsome?" I mused with a flirty smile. And then, on cue, I saw Julliet get knocked over. I ran over to her and helped her up. "Great entrance, mon amie," I teased, giving her a quick hug, "So where is the adorable couple Hal and Jayme? Oh, and I believe you two have not met. Caleb, this is my best friend and roommate Julliet, Julliet this is Caleb," Then I whispered quietly, "My fiancee."
VIVIENNE JONES I walked into the gym, obviously late. I was a bit nervous, obviously, that I was going to make a fool of myself. I saw some guys staring at me as I walked in, and I smiled at them with a slightly flirty smile. I felt like I looked pretty, for once in my life. I looked around the room, knowing Zach was either looking for me or had been joking. I noticed a boy sitting at a table, obviously looking for someone, but wasn't sure if it was him or not. I went over and got a cup of the punch, then took a sip. Of course it was spiked, but I sipped on it anyway. I only sipped a tiny bit of it, then threw it away. I walked and stood off to the side, looking around with a smile on my face that could fool anyone that I was someone else.
Comments;; WOOT PARTY! Outfit;; Naomi Vivienne Tunes;; The Fame - Lady Gaga Status;; Done! Credit;; Defying Gravityof CAUTON 2.0.
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Post by Madeline Crystal Dawson on Jul 26, 2009 19:02:58 GMT -5
ISABELLA "IZZY" BROOKES -- outfit--
I loved the look of the gym. Everything looked amazing. People were starting to fill the room, and I thought that I spotted James come in. Sure, I wanted to be with him, but she wasn't sure if she dared be spotted in the same dress as dear old FiFi. When I'd seen Felicity's dress I'd found it best to stay as far from her as possible. Especially now that I was going out with James. I was right I believe, it had to be James. I didn't go over though, I'd just hide out in my seat all night.
CALEB JULIAN
I smiled widely after the kiss, then watching Naomi go over to her friend who'd tripped. I followed her over, smiling to her friend at the introduction. "Nice to meet you, Julliet, I said with a winning smile, wrapping my arm around Naomi's waist. "Amour, I don't believe I told you have drop dead gorgeous you look, future Mrs. Julian," I whispered into her ear seductively.
MADELINE "MADDIE" DAWSON -- outfit--
I screamed when someone wrapped their arms around me, then noticing it was Justin. "Hey!" I greeted, hugging him tightly. "You look fab, Justin! Phantom of the Opera? Ver. perfect!" I gushed with a giggle. I wasn't exactly sure if Justin and I were going out for real or not, but at that moment I couldn't care less. • • • • • • • • • •
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Post by Julliet Rachel Foxx on Jul 26, 2009 22:09:42 GMT -5
[/center] Don't waste your fiction tears on me Just save them for someone in need It's way to late I'm closing the door [/blockquote][/center] NAomi came and helped her up. Julliet smiled to see a friend help her. UNlike all these boys staring at fifi, a girl only in there dreams would talk to them. They didnt even see her fall over. And ninth graders they didnt even care about girls yet. "Thank you Naomi I can always count on you! Unlike all these boys!" She said it loudly but none of them looked over "NOthing.... I get b=nothing from them. Oh and Hi I have heard lots about you. And what!" she then whispered "Fiancee!" She looked shocked by that but then her look went away. As Caleb told Naomi how gorgeous she looked it reminded her of something. No one... not even a random kid told her she looked at least pretty. She didnt show it but she was actually mad. " I think I will go and get some punch!" She started to walk but then she heard a snap. as soon as the snap had happened she fell to the ground. She the blew the hair out of her face and she had a pissed look on her face. She then took off her shoes and got back up.
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Post by Melonie Ashlenn Miller on Jul 26, 2009 23:49:58 GMT -5
life is your runway, every day is a fashion show. [/color] [/center] . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Justin laughed when Madeline screamed. Maybe he shouldn't have grabbed her, it made them seem to much like boyfriend and girlfriend. Which he honestly didn't know if they were or not. He smiled and hugged her back. Then he looked deep into her eyes and smiled. He wanted to kiss her, but he knew it wasn't the right time. He shook it off and grabbed her hand. "Yes, I know. I look just like a dorky actor who stepped out of a 90's flick." He looked down at his shoes. "Maybe 80's." He laughed and pulled her on to the dance floor. "Come on, let's go make these stuck up snobs see what normal life looks like on the dance floor." He laughed again, hoping that dance classes as he was a kid would pay off.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Zach looked around for his date. He saw a girl with black hair walk in. He stood up and walked over to the girl. He knew it was either Viv, or his sister. He opted for the Viv part. If he started flirting with his sister, god knows the world would end. He smiled as he reached her. "Hello. May I have this dance." He acted in such a cliche mannor, it was funny. He bowed his head and put out his arm. He laughed and looked up. "We can just get some punch if you want." He really hoped it was Vivienne.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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Post by Naomi Dreama Devan on Jul 27, 2009 12:08:58 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------ THEREWILLBENORULESTONIGHT iftherewerewe'dbreak'em ------------------------------------------------------------
NAOMI DEVAN I smiled at Caleb and kissed him sweetly. "Thank you, mon amour." I watched as Julliet stormed away, and rolled my eyes. She could be such a drama queen sometimes. I mean, she was hit by like, what, 2 grade nines? And she acted as if it was a mob. Mobs didn't happen at dances. When her heel broke I looked away, taking Caleb's hands. The song had changed to a slow one, so I smiled at him. "Why don't we dance?" I asked, pulling him onto the dancefloor and wrapping my arms around his neck and moving myself as close as possible. It reminded me of Castries, our wonderful trip, but obviously nothing would beat that. I kissed him sweetly, and out of the corner of my eye I saw jealous single girls staring at me. I just smiled and whispered into his ear, "I love you."
FELICITY HOLDEN I laughed as Livvy came up to me and called me a gorgeous bitch. "Well I'd have to ask the same for the gorgeous bitch in front of me as well! You look fabulous," I said, though I knew full-well I looked prettier. When she asked about the alchohol I smiled deviously. "Duh, I was the first one in here. Come on, I could use another glass." We walked over to the table and I got us glasses of punch. I raised mine in a toast. "Well, here's to being the most fabulous bitches in this fucking place!" I said with a smile, then took a sip of my punch.
VIVIENNE JONES I was pretty amazed when Zach came up to me, and giggled a bit when he did his little bow. Wait, I was giggling? Well that was new! Hmm, and strange. When he asked me to dance, I smiled. "Well, you certainly kept your word. We can dance, the punch is spiked," I suggested. When we got to the dancefloor, I wrapped my arms around his neck loosely. I didn't want to get too close just yet. "Once again, I'm sorry for being so judgemental the other day. But if you can understand, I've been bullied by people all my life, I've been a loner all my life, and when an Alpha starts being nice to you, you get suspicious. But, you seem different, so I'll give you a chance. I'm sorry," I said with a smile. I actually did feel sorry for doing that, he seemed a lot different than pretty much anyone else I'd met. "So I was rude, nasty, and an overall depressed bitch to you, and you still ask me to the dance. Why?" I decided to leave out the 'suicidal' part.
Comments;; Blah! Not my best post. Outfit;; Naomi Felicity Vivviene Tunes;; Don't Matter - Akon Word Count;; Status;; Doneness! Credit;; Defying Gravityof CAUTON 2.0.
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Post by Emmett Koehn on Jul 27, 2009 14:45:33 GMT -5
* [/color] i can see the venoum in your eyes ,[/color] ( [/color]END YOUR LIFE )[/color][/font][/size] -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -[/b][/color][/center] Wow, there was a lot of people starting to come in. At first it made him nervous, but of course, he was still chanting in his head, No one knows it's you, no one knows it's you. After chanting that a couple of more times, he felt way better and he seemed to calm down. What was he thinking on coming and doing this in the first place? Maybe it was the thought of what social people felt like. Smiley, giddy and flirty people felt like. He would have to change the personality in him... no, wait. He would have to bring out the personality that he didn't share. Yes, that sounded way better then not being himself.
Well, this wasn't being himself entirely. This was being the other side of him that he hoped one day he would come to find. It was hard to find so when you didn't trust anyone. Now was the time to meet and greet, not knowing who anyone was. In fairytales, though Emmett wouldn't know about them, this is where the handsome prince and the princess meet each other. If only that actually happene d in real life. Who knows? Perhaps a shoe would fall out just as her mask went away? Emmett smiled a little bit at the very clique thought.
But he was interupted by someone running into him. He looked down, since he was incredibly tall, and saw dark hair, but that was all he could really identify her by. Her voice seemed a little fimilar, but nothing he couldn't put his name on. Now this was the time for him to speak. Trying not to look as if he was about to run a marathon, he opened his mouth, "Ah, it's alright. I needed someone to wake me up from my thoughts sometimes." He said with a smooth rythm. YES! He did it! No stutters, no stammers, anything. Now he just needed to keep a face on, and contiune doing what he was doing. Oh, this was fun!
"I did realize that. Do you have an idea who would do such a thing?" That's probably the longest sentence he had ever spoken. Yes, this was getting better and better, but he still kept a sideways smile on his face, his dark eyes behind the black mask sparkled brightly.
----------------- [/b][/color][/center][/size] He saw more and more people were coming in and starting to talk to people. You could tell who knew who, as they had the look all over their face. The only person Jack knew, and that was because of the high pitched voice that only one person could have, was fifi, the head alpha. He wasn't all that aquainted with her, since he was afterall, labeled a 'druggie'. He didn't do drugs! He just drank, smoked, and failed in his classes. It isn't a big deal...
"This is a lot of fucking people." He murmered to himself. It wasn't all that of a suprirse that he said fuck, cause that was in about every other word he liked to say. Of course, he was sure that no one heard him. If they did, it really didn't matter, as no one would probably reconize him anyways. Maybe one of his close freinds, but no one else. He took another gulp of the punch, feeling the electrifing thing of vokda slide down his throat. It would have to take a lot to get him drunk, so he wasn't worried about that at all.
There was a pretty blonde that he saw was practically ran over by a group of ninth graders. Of course, Jack couldn't help but burst out laughing, but the laughter died quickly, ending in a sigh. Oh, she seemed like a fun person to talk to, whoever she was. He saw someone else help her up, and she went over to the punch, until she feel again. He laughed, again, as he saw that she had to be some kind of clutz. Only to find that she broke her heal.
Yes, now he was going to made him move. He slyly walked over, with a light grin on his face. His navy blue mask lit up as a light hit it, and he finally reached her. "I see your taking a liking to the ground." He said with a crooked smile. "But don't worry. Gravity plays favorites. I know it cause I saw." Weirdly, those were lyrics to a song he heard, though didn't know the band name or the song title, but he found that part funny.,
----------------- [/b][/color][/center][/size] TAG !?[/b] Everyone at the party!!! NOTES !?[/b] Emmett is talking to Melonie and Jacky is talking to Julliet! LYRICS!?[/b] Never too late-- Three Days Grace, and Snakes on a plane by cobra starship [since there are two people, there needs to be two different songs XD] LISTENING TO!?[/b] Nothing since this computer has no sound CREDITS !?[/b] this template was made by DANCING.DIVA of CAUTION 2.0![/font][/color]
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Post by Julliet Rachel Foxx on Jul 27, 2009 21:18:02 GMT -5
[/center] Don't waste your fiction tears on me Just save them for someone in need It's way to late I'm closing the door [/blockquote][/center] Julliet smiled at the boy who helped her up. She looked embarrassed that he saw her fall both times. "Well tonight has been an unlucky one! Usually I don't fall like twice in a row. I guess I get backstabbed for buying cheap shoes. They were only %20 dollars. Most of these girls spend so much on there outfit that they forget to have fun. But the other girls just buy stuff put it on and then have a blast. That was what I was trying to do but so far it has been a fail! I am Julliet by the way, and you are?" She put her hand out towars the boy.
She smiled and looked at her shoe which was missing a heel. SHe thought the shoes were cute so she bought them. She never knew that she was going to snap them. That was actually the last thing she wanted to do! Julliet was the last perdson to be a drama queen but everything was not going her way. If her dress ripped or her hair went into a mess that would b it. She normally doesnt really care if something bad happens but this is a party and she does not want to look like a mess in front of her peers!
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Post by Melonie Ashlenn Miller on Jul 27, 2009 23:20:26 GMT -5
life is your runway, every day is a fashion show. [/color] [/center] . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Melonie looked up, hoping the guy wouldn't yell at her. She smiled brightly, hoping to look innocent enough. The masked man was taller then her, so she was almost straining her neck. She quitely exhaled when the guy spoke.
She laughed before speaking. "Yeah, I get that way some times too. But this place already looks like a weird dream involving expensive gowns and cliche masks." She smiled at her own joke. "And let's see. Who carries alchohal with them to a dance, hoping to get everyone to worship them even though they are just ordinary bitchy teens. Hmmm, I'm guessing Felicity." She laughed, hoping that didn't offend him. "You know unless of course you do worsh... I mean you are an "Alpha". But then you'd know. She had lifted her hands up and put actual quotations around the word Alpha. Then Melonie laughed, hoping not to seem to worried about cliques.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Zach laughed as Vivienne spoke. "Well whats a guy to do? And punch is spiked, that does not surprise me." He led her on to the dance floor, and he smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He listened to her talk, racking his brain on what to say. When she finished, he spoke honestly. "Well. I haven't met a lot of people at this school, and the few I have met seem to high mantinence for me. Your cool, different, and down to earth. And I like that.". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Olivia laughed as Fifi called her gorgeous bitch. She did feel gorgeous, but she knew her friend was prettier. Fifi always had to be perfect, some times to an angering extent. She laughed as Fifi dragged her to the punch bowl. She grabbed the cup her friend handed her, and clinked it at the toast. "Here here. Amen. And god bless fucking America." She swallowed the contents of her cup in one swallow, and went to grab a new one. She saw Ethan near by and waved him over. "Hey sexy guy with the rose. " She knew her friend would look, he was just that vain.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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