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Realistic or Modern Washington High School: Student Chronicles

''Ah, really? I don't see my mum tons 'cause she's always working-'' She stopped to take a sip of her drink. ''-But when we manage to go somewhere, it's normally like a cafe, or something. 'S pretty fun.'' She jumped slightly at Elyana putting her hand on her thigh, but didn't say anything.


(i gtg in like five minutes, so if you guys do end up getting to the actual dance part, could you make sure you keep it going until i get online again at least? o3o you dont have to, it's just i'd be missing out on loads)
 
Regan heard the doorbell and cursed under her breath. She had found her flats not too long ago but now she was looking for her cell phone. She frantically threw her bed sheets around and finally found her phone lying on the bed. She grabbed it then ran downstairs to open the door. "Hey Zori" she said, panting slightly. "Sorry, I was looking for my phone" she chuckled a bit.
 
Zori waited patiently, pulling his phone out o his pocket and looking at the time. What in the world was that girl doing? He pondered on calling her and had just been getting ready to press 'call' on his phone when she finally opened the door.


He turned to her with a smile before doing a small double take in surprise.n"...Hey Reggie. You look beautiful." He complimented, running a hand through his hair and sending her a smile.
 
"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." She returned the smile and closed the door behind her. "This is probably the only time I'm ever going to wear a dress as fancy as this." She fidgeted in the dress before she started to walk towards Zori's car.
 
"Really?" He asked, following after her. "You don't like dresses? They're nice on you. But then again, everything you wear is nice on you." H said with a shrug and grin. Opening the door for Regan, he helped her in before closing it and running to the driver's side. He turned, sending her a grin. "Let's have some fun."
 
"Dresses are okay. I just don't like dressing up for special events" Regan explained as she got inside the car. She smiled back at Zori and actually started to feel excited for the dance. "It better be fun" she said with a laugh. "Remember the deal we made?"
 
Zori groaned, pulling out of her driveway.


"Yes I remember the deal! If you're not having fun- we can leave and do whatever it is that you want." He said with a small grin. "I didn't forget it Reggie."


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Solana walked into the huge room, looking around it at the decorations and the other students that were there. She didn't see her friends so she happily sat down at one of the tables.
 
(So guys this is kinda like the Christmas gala or something?)


Joe blushed as he stepped out onto his porch.


'Hi Kiel' he said meekly. They both walked down to the car together, and Kiel open the passenger seat door like a gentleman.


'Thanks' Joe said shyly as he sat down lightly. He felt the weird tingling as the leather touched the place where an enema had been moments before. He undid his fancy winter felt Jacket a button and tried to cover the acute pain with a smile. Joe admired Kiel as he got in next to him in the driver's seat, as all gays learn to when an attractive person walks in the room. The taller boy was looking like sex on a stick. Joe looked over at Kiel and their eyes met and for a second, Joe was lost in an indiscribable feeling. 'Are we ready then?' Joe murmured. @Melanie Teresa
 
"Okay, just making sure" Regan said with a laugh as she fixed the mesh skirt of her dress. "I'm sure we'll have fun though. There's a rumor going around that the punch bowl is gonna have alcohol in it. I'm quite excited for that to be honest."
 
Zori raised an eyebrow at the rumor. "For real? Spiked punch? Oh now it's definitely going to be fun." Zori said with a grin before sobering. "If it is, don't get too wasted." He chuckled.
 
"When have I ever gotten wasted? I know how to drink responsibly" Regan smiled. "Please, me get wasted?" She watched as they pulled up to the school's parking lot. "Make sure you don't get drunk" she said, pointing a finger at Zori.
 
"You know how to drink responsibly until you drink one too many and then try to sneak them behind my back." He replied, giving her a look before pulling into the parking lot. "Me on the other hand. I can hold my liquor. I won't get wasted. I don't like getting wasted anyway. One time was enough for me." He said parking the car.
 
Regan couldn't help laughing. "At least I've never been wasted before." She shrugged as she got out of the car. Regan could faintly hear the music from outside. She sighed and looked at Zori. "I haven't been to one of these since...forever."
 
Zori shrugged, getting out himself and looking at the school with a grin. He glanced over at Regan when she spoke and smiled at her. "School function? Neither have I. Party? I was at one about two days ago. Crazy shit." He said, walking over to her. He wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her towards the doors as he waved at a few of his friends who ha just arrived.
 
Regan made a face as they walked closer towards the building. "I should have brought a sweater or something. This dress looks so weird on me." She crossed her arms over her chest as she shuffled to the school slowly.
 
"You look great Regan." Zori said softly, sending her a small smile. "It doesn't look weird at all. If you're that self conscious though then you can wear my jacket." He said.
 
As their eyes met, Kiel knew that he had to bed Joe by the end of the night, no question about it. "Yes sir." Kiel smirked as he pulled out of the driveway and drove off to the school. He put on some Beyonce because obviously she was queen to him. "You look mighty fine Joe, but I bet you'd look better out of that suit." Kiel teased as they pulled up into the school. Kiel opened the door for Joe and held his hand as they walked to the Gym entrance.


@Ellarya
 
((Omg 1 sec guys; just landing back at my original place of residence haha. I'll add some craziness to the dance in like 20 mins))
 
Three Hours Prior...


Enter Danny Vasquez


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Danny drove up to the school 'Washington High', what a boring and generic name. Danny stepped out of his hummer and flicked his cigaret out. He started walking toward the school entrance; entering the principles office. They start to greet each other; and talk about minor bullshit. They have known each other for years.


" So... Let me get this straight. "


Danny said; straightening his tie and sipping obnoxiously on his fast food fountain drink.


" You called me all the way from Cali to come to this lame ass school; to cap some chicks? Hah! That's funnier than shit babe. "


The principle glared at him for a few moments, nervously taping her desk with her fingernails; smoking a joint. She was a nervous wreak.


" Her name is Demi... The other fucking slut is Amora. Just fucking kill them both; make them fucking suffer... I'll give you 100 fucking grand. "


She took the hugest hit of her joint; exhaling it. She wasn't playing around. Demi and Amora fucked with the wrong dude at that bar, and punishment was going to overseed detention. Danny chuckled and stood up.


" Consider it already done; I'll fuckin destroy em. "


He started chuckling like a madman, exiting the office and planning accordingly.


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Present Time

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Carlos made phone calls toward his way to the school. A big old smile on his face. His girls and buddies took matters into their own hands; and conducted the plans for him. Butch and Kasha blazed through, making their way toward the vantage point they were going to stage the robbery at. As Carlos pulled into the driveway of the school; be bursted out of his car almost instantly. Music can already be heard inside; and it was like a festival outside. His people already had people handing out joints in the restrooms; and people making mix drinks outside and in. The punch bowl was already soiled; but there were multiple others with different flavors of alcohol. The teachers weren't allowed; just the principles security, and they were enjoying themselves too. Carlos saw Zori and Regan from a distance. He almost felt excited to see them.


" Eyyyy Amigo's!!! Your boy is back from the dead! "


Hearing someone familiar talk; most of the students turned to look at Carlos. Massive cheering began pouring in and out of the buildings.


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"Thanks. I should be good for now so maybe later." Regan smiled at Zori then she reached down to take his hand as they walked inside together. Regan looked around when she heard a familiar voice. She spotted Carlos and squealed in surprise. "Zori, look it's Carlos!" she said excitedly. She didn't give him a chance to react before she pulled him towards Carlos across the gym, pushing past people.
 
Zori was certainly surprised to see Carlos when they did and couldn't help the grin that came across his face.


"Hey man!" Zori greeted when the two finally reached him, squeezing Regan's hand a bit. "How's the recover been?"
 
" The stupid ho ain't done nothin man! All I got from it was a stupid ugly scar on my abs. Put me out of the fight for a while though! Me and Butchie Boy just got out if the hospital today. Butch and Kasha had some business to attend to though; they dating or something? "


Carlos was curious after all. Even though Butch was considered 'good looking', he wasn't really smooth with the ladies. The dance was officially started; the lights shutting off, and everyone going crazy. There were neon lights and crazy people dressed like animals inside, along with a very charismatic DJ. This was a makeshift rave.


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Demi led Amora toward the gym; occasionally stopping to make out with her.


" C'mon babe... We don't wanna be that couple that never make it to the dance... "


She was being sarcastic; she could give two shits about the dance. She just really wanted to go all out tonight; getting fucked up and maybe seeing Amora's true bad girl side. She just couldn't shake the awkward feeling that this may be her last night with her, as messed up as it sounded.
 

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