Toxic Infinity
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Lena Dewitt
Stiletto heels. That's what Lena heard at seven o'clock in the morning. It was her warning that the day was about to get started whether she liked it or not. Luckily, she was already up and ready before sunrise. She had already planned on painting the sunrise last night, and she proudly signed her name at the bottom of her masterpiece. With a deep breath she left her balcony and waltzed into her bathroom to do her makeup.
From downstairs she could hear the echo of the ringing of doorbells and the opening of doors. Lena gave a faint smile and walked out of her bedroom and straight into the hallway. She could hear the sound of heels and other shoes step into the foyer. Lena couldn't help but walk towards the staircase edge and watch as the whole town flooded her home. It was just another group party that her socialite mother held every first Monday of every other month. By now, it was practically religion for Lena. She simply straightened her outfit before she walked down the grand staircase to enter into the stampede of party-goers.
It only took three minutes -- give or take -- before a group of women started talking to her about her personal life. Reluctantly, she obliged and explained to them what's been going on lately. It wasn't as if there was much to talk about. She was a single girl who minded her own god d*mn business, unlike everyone else in this town. The ladies soon got bored in mid-conversation and walked off to harass Ms. Dewitt with personal questions, which in all honesty, Lena was perfectly fine with. She rolled her eyes and brushed through the crowds of people in order to make her way to the drinks table. She wasn't one to drink, but when it came to the citizens of St. Claire and their nosy questions, a drink was her closest friend. Lena gently leaned against the table and sipped the martini cocktail as she watched the town bustling like ants.
Asher Dewitt
Ash woke up to the sound of door bells. With a groan, he slid out of bed with narrowed eyes as he tried to focus on his surroundings. It was nine o'clock already and he was sure to get a lecture from his mother about keeping the guests waiting. Honestly, nobody came to see him except Ridley, and even then, Ridley only attended the party because his mother dragged him there. Most of the town wanted to see his mom for reasons he didn't particularly care about. Another knock at his door echoed into his room and he realized why he was out of bed. Trudging towards the door, Ash wiped his tired face with every intention to look as awake as possible in case the person behind that door was his mother. Luckily, it was Ridley, who appeared to be in a suit from the 80s and terribly greased hair. "Don't even." he replied as he barged into Ash's bedroom. Asher tried desperately to contain his laughter, but at a certain point it was to much. "Oh shut up!" Ridley yelled as he sat on the bed. "You look retarded." Ash replied as he tried to keep a straight face. Ridley rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. "Dude, Sarah Burns hooked up with my brother last night. Total score. Said they've been doing this booty call thing for like a month now." Ash just shook his head. The only problem with Ridley was that he was as in to gossip as everyone else in St. Claire, which made every conversation a bit more irritating. Of course, Ridley got the gossiping from his mother, and if anything, he put it to good use when it was needed.
After getting dressed, Ash and Ridley walked downstairs to the overly crowded foyer. Ash simply sighed and made his way towards the back of the house where all the other high school students were. It was a routine thing. The parents gossip and chat more towards the front of the house while the kids stay behind for good measure. Sadly, Lena was stuck in the middle, like always, and Ash never really knew how she could handle that kind of atmosphere. "Hey Asher." replied some of the girls from the cheer squad. It was hard not to look at them. Tight dresses, six inch heels, perfect blonde hair? Any guy was hooked. He tried moving his gaze towards his sister who was chugging down some drinks like they were nothing. It was practically routine like everything else. As long as she was drinking, she'd last longer, otherwise she'd collapse two minutes in. Though Ash stuck with Ridley at the back of the house while the rest of the town went on with their own business, or other people's business.
(Couldn't find a better gif O.o )
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