Realistic or Modern No Shows

[foxx]

"We're the kids in school who get sent to detention once a week, the ones with self-destructive tendencies to rival an animal, we're the kids with bruised knuckles and missing teeth because we fought to stay alive in a place that's supposed to be the "best years of your life" when really it's Hell on Earth."





Welcome to Union Valley High school, your next stop destination for humiliation and teen angst. Not only are you stuck in a small town in Washington in the middle of November but you're stuck in Union Valley, a town whose only attractions are an old go-kart/mini golf park and a large forest. So really you're fucked in school and out. Don't fear though pet, friends are by your side and with your type, you're bound to spice up this boring town.

 

[foxx]

Emery waited at the bike rack for his brother who was, of course, running late again. He received notice of a party being held after school by some chick named Alexis or maybe it was Elise, Emery wasn't sure nor did he really care. All he knew was that there was gonna be booze and they had a pool and usually those things did not go well together.


"Hey,Em. We're making a detour before we get home. I want to stop by that party and see if it's really worth the hype." Felix announced, startling Emery out of his thoughts. Of course Felix wanted to go, booze was always worth it to him. Ecspecially free booze.


Emery sighed, "Fine but don't expect me to enjoy it. I hate parties and all you're gonna do is get drunk and fucking pick a fight and end up getting both of us kicked out." Parties always lead to this but sometimes it lead to Emery starting the fight and landing both of them sharing a hospital room after Felix joined for the Hell of it.


Felix shrugged then began making his way off school grounds with Emery in tow. A party was a party and it shouldn't matter if he got them kicked out because it would probably suck.

 

[Xillia]

Christina was driving that evening, she'd received word, from a friend, of a friend. That there was a massive party that night, and that attending might be a better way for her to meet new people, or, as most people would be doing, getting wasted. She hated drugs and alcohol with a passion so the mere thought of her getting hammered was out of the question. Regardless, her car pulled up along a massive amount of others, she shut the door behind her and look at the building. Lights were flashing, people were screaming, stereotypical Americans.


For a French girl in the U.S, she sure was receiving a warm welcome. She had long blonde hair, that had a single braid running down the back in a mix with loose flowing hair, and azure eyes. Her facial features were fine and she was quite pretty. She belonged her, at least, physically she did. She had a spaghetti strap tank top on, a tight leather jacket, skinny jeans and leather boots than ran up to the upper parts of her shin. With an expelling of air, she walked up towards the party, entering through the side gate which lead to the backyard.

 

[lonecoyote]

Amite grinned to herself, a wide toothy grin she only gave when she was proud of something. She took a few steps back and admired her recent work, folding her arms and dropping the can of spray paint. Her latest piece was on the side of the gym building of a tiger with blood running down his mouth from his recent prey. She had to admit, it looked pretty sick. She took her phone out and snapped a quick pic before putting it back in. It was the end of a school day and she skipped her last three classes to work on this wonderful masterpiece.


"Looks like I'm done here." she noted and grabbed her backpack, slinging it over one shoulder and heading to the Hell hole she called home. As she walked past some other kids leaving, she heard the mention of a party.


"Party, huh?" she asked and smiled. Maybe she should check out this little party, hell, Jane had been begging her to put herself more out there and get more friends. Amite laughed at the thought and shook it off, knowing the real reason she'd be going was for the free food and booze. Nothing wrong with a little booze, especially if it was free. Who knows? Maybe she could do some more 'artwork' at this party. She laughed at the idea and decided to check out this little party.

 

[Lutalica]

Bennett was well aware of the evening festivities. After all, parties were her stereotype. The pink haired girl was already in the midst of partygoers and headbangers. It wasn't one of the best parties she's attended, but at a time like this it didn't exactly matter. Earlier that day she had already gotten in a fight with her mother. At this point the debate between them was hazy, almost like it never happened, but the girl knew full well it was real. Of course, thoughts like those don't encourage a positive attitude, and with that, Ben took another sip of whiskey from the red solo cup that was in her hand. Parties: a getaway for the hopeless and no-good teens. Wild nights and dances till dawn were a home away from home for Ben. It was a shame that she could openly admit that events like these made her feel accepted. A time where she could fit in, unlike school and the rest of the boring town.


It wasn't long until she made her way to the drinks table again. Dancing was a skill best learned with another cup of whiskey.

 

[foxglove]

Peter attempted in knocking but when a lovestruck couple fell through the now open door he stepped aside and gave them their space to continue snogging. Ugh,teenagers. He stepped inside and was blasted with raging music and the intense smell of sweat, cheap beer, and drugs. High school parties never seemed so welcoming. "If I'm staying here for another minute I need a drink." Peter clung to the wall and attempted in making his way to the drinks but was stopped in the middle of his quest by a pool of people. 'Guess I'll stay here.' He thought as he leaned against an empty wall. The house party was so far very boring but snooping through family photos was always interesting.


"Go to the party they say,it'll be fun they say. Last time I listen to my parents." Peter said to himself flipping through countless pages worth of photos of such a happy family.

 

[foxx]

"The music's too loud and it sucks." Emery complained as soon as the twins entered the party zone. He looked up to his brother who seemed to be in deep thought, biting his lip and furrowing his brown was a blatant sign, Emery gave Felix a skeptical look. "Just follow me,now if you excuse I'm going to get a drink, Fello." Twin mind reading, Felix wanted a drink, Emery sorta knew where to find them.


Felix slipped through the crowd, his stare not leaving the back of Em's head until they reached a poorly set up table lined to the brim with coolers full of drinks. Luckily for Emery they had soft drinks and not just beer. Emery quickly snatched up a Pepsi and went to find a quiet place to play Pokemon or Animal Crossing on his Ds. An empty couch in an upstairs lounge was the only room without blaring music and people who actually knew how to use their inside voices. The only other people in the room were a stoner who passed out and some "emo" kid trying to look like he was too cool for school. Felix on the other hand was enjoying himself.


Mingling with other party goers, drinking to his hearts desire, for the Hell of it he started dancing with a group of obviously wasted teens who he wouldn't recall the names of in the morning. How were they twins?

 

[lonecoyote]

Amite arrived to the party about an hour in, her wavy blonde hair up in a messy bun that sat on the top of her head with whisps of hair poking out here and there that actually looked good. She had on baggy dark green cargo pants and a bright orange crop top that shown her belly button ring and the top and bottom of her angel wing tattoo.


"This place looks shitty." she cursed out with a smirk and jumped over the hoods of many cars that lines the drive for miles. She weaved her way to the front of the house, sneaking past people and ducking when needed to.


"Now, to find the booze." she grinned and looked around the massive house, bumping into countless people as she did.


"Where did they hide the booze?" she asked aloud, not expecting an answer from anyone since the music was blaring and everyone was either drunk dancing or screaming at each other. If one more person rams into me, game's over. she thought and moved some hair out of her face.

 

[jacunliffe]

Kristine had been at the party for about half an hour. Sitting in the corner with a cup of beer in her hand watching the flow of party goers arrive and enter the kitchen. By now the 6 packs that had been full when she arrived had probably become bare and the chips nonexistent. Even so, her cup remained full. Kris wasn't a big drinker as it clouded her mind and made her feel funny. She blinked through her black, thin eyelashes as another girl arrived. Admittedly a bit late, but she still wasn't so late that people could talk.


Diverting her eyes, she stood and walked to the front yard and sat crosslegged on the grass before taking a sip.