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Realistic or Modern Wasted Youth [Main]
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-ACT 1: Party Bus-
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Anabelle had been nervous for days. When Devon told her about this two month trip with a bunch of people from high school, she thought he had been joking. But, she had talked to several other people who all had heard the same. Two entire months of this? She couldn’t even imagine what they would do over the course of two months. She honestly hadn’t even planned on going, but some of her friends had talked her into it. She had to admit that it would be for the better. She might not see them for months or longer and she knew she would miss them once she finally went off to college, if she even did. It was a decision that had been weighing on her mind, not to mention the added stress of deciding which college to even go to. She ad been accepted to several, but still hadn’t made a decision. She hoped this little trip would help her clear her head.
So, she spent several days packing up her suitcases. She was bringing probably a lot more than was necessary, but it was _two months._ She had no idea what she would need over that entire time. She had even called on Kat to go on a last minute shopping venture. She liked all the clothes she had, but she wanted some more, just in case. So, she had ended up with three suitcases: One for her clothes and essentials, one for all her art supplies, and one for a bunch of random stuff, mostly food.
When the day finally came, she was all nerves. She had woken up early and eaten a light breakfast, too nervous to eat that much. She went through her suitcases several times, making sure she had everything she needed. She tried to distract herself with art, but it was no use. When the time to leave came closer, she then debated what outfit she should even wear. She changed her mind multiple times until she finally gave up and stuck with her original plan.
A dark blue sleeveless blouse with a collar and silver buttons running down the front. It was tucked into black waist high shorts with 2 sets of similarly colored buttons running down the front. A simple black blazer layered on top. Black boots and knee high black socks finished off the look. She put a little bit of makeup on, red lipstick, and eye liner on the outer half of her eye lids. With that, she was ready to go. She still had almost an hour before they were supposed to show up, but she couldn’t wait any longer. She got an Uber and made her way out front with her suitcases. She rode silently in the Uber, even though the driver tried to engage her in conversation.
When they pulled into the High School parking lot, there was a large bus, purples, pinks, and blues decorating the sides with golden words announcing the company. While the driver pulled out her suitcases, a young man stepped off the bus with a smile and rushed over.
“Well, someone’s super early. I wasn’t expecting anyone to show up for like 45 minutes.” He laughed and grabbed two of the suitcases ans Ana thanked the Uber driver. She grabbed the last suitcase and followed the bus driver over. While they walked, she nervously ran a hand through her hair. She had made the last minute decision to cut it and it felt so light. It made her uncomfortable. The haircut was a surprise, a last minute change that she thought would help her confidence. She hadn’t even told Devon.
“Yeah… I kind of just uh… got ready too soon. I wasn’t sure what else to do, so I just showed up.” Her voice was quiet, her shy nature still overriding all of her speaking. The bus driver turned enough to give her another smile before loading up the suitcases in the storage compartment. “Well, that’s no matter. This is a party bus after all. There’s tons of stuff to do while we wait for everyone else to show up.” With that, he closed the compartment and ushered her on the bus.
She paused for a moment as soon as she had gotten on, staring at the inside. The interior was black and blue for the most part, but the entire bus was bathed in all sorts of colored lights from different shades of pinks, blues, and purples. The seats looked insanely comfortable and there were several compartments filled with bottles and glasses, she had to assume they were all alcohol. But, the main feature was a pole in the middle of the bus.
“You can try it out if you want. It’s a lot of fun.” Ana turned to the bus driver and saw yet another large smile on his face. “N-no. I uh, no I was just looking.” The bus driver laughed lightly and waved her off. “I was just joking with ya. Name’s Dave by the way. If you need anything, just give a shout!” With that, he went back to the driver’s seat and pulled out a book to keep himself occupied.
Ana headed to the back of the bus and cozied up in a corner, tucking her backpack on the floor in front of her. She pulled out her tablet and distracted herself with drawing. She had been working on her digital art skills and it was a good distraction. Now that she was finally here, the stress had alleviated a little, but focusing on the art helped a lot more.
So, she spent several days packing up her suitcases. She was bringing probably a lot more than was necessary, but it was _two months._ She had no idea what she would need over that entire time. She had even called on Kat to go on a last minute shopping venture. She liked all the clothes she had, but she wanted some more, just in case. So, she had ended up with three suitcases: One for her clothes and essentials, one for all her art supplies, and one for a bunch of random stuff, mostly food.
When the day finally came, she was all nerves. She had woken up early and eaten a light breakfast, too nervous to eat that much. She went through her suitcases several times, making sure she had everything she needed. She tried to distract herself with art, but it was no use. When the time to leave came closer, she then debated what outfit she should even wear. She changed her mind multiple times until she finally gave up and stuck with her original plan.
A dark blue sleeveless blouse with a collar and silver buttons running down the front. It was tucked into black waist high shorts with 2 sets of similarly colored buttons running down the front. A simple black blazer layered on top. Black boots and knee high black socks finished off the look. She put a little bit of makeup on, red lipstick, and eye liner on the outer half of her eye lids. With that, she was ready to go. She still had almost an hour before they were supposed to show up, but she couldn’t wait any longer. She got an Uber and made her way out front with her suitcases. She rode silently in the Uber, even though the driver tried to engage her in conversation.
When they pulled into the High School parking lot, there was a large bus, purples, pinks, and blues decorating the sides with golden words announcing the company. While the driver pulled out her suitcases, a young man stepped off the bus with a smile and rushed over.
“Well, someone’s super early. I wasn’t expecting anyone to show up for like 45 minutes.” He laughed and grabbed two of the suitcases ans Ana thanked the Uber driver. She grabbed the last suitcase and followed the bus driver over. While they walked, she nervously ran a hand through her hair. She had made the last minute decision to cut it and it felt so light. It made her uncomfortable. The haircut was a surprise, a last minute change that she thought would help her confidence. She hadn’t even told Devon.
“Yeah… I kind of just uh… got ready too soon. I wasn’t sure what else to do, so I just showed up.” Her voice was quiet, her shy nature still overriding all of her speaking. The bus driver turned enough to give her another smile before loading up the suitcases in the storage compartment. “Well, that’s no matter. This is a party bus after all. There’s tons of stuff to do while we wait for everyone else to show up.” With that, he closed the compartment and ushered her on the bus.
She paused for a moment as soon as she had gotten on, staring at the inside. The interior was black and blue for the most part, but the entire bus was bathed in all sorts of colored lights from different shades of pinks, blues, and purples. The seats looked insanely comfortable and there were several compartments filled with bottles and glasses, she had to assume they were all alcohol. But, the main feature was a pole in the middle of the bus.
“You can try it out if you want. It’s a lot of fun.” Ana turned to the bus driver and saw yet another large smile on his face. “N-no. I uh, no I was just looking.” The bus driver laughed lightly and waved her off. “I was just joking with ya. Name’s Dave by the way. If you need anything, just give a shout!” With that, he went back to the driver’s seat and pulled out a book to keep himself occupied.
Ana headed to the back of the bus and cozied up in a corner, tucking her backpack on the floor in front of her. She pulled out her tablet and distracted herself with drawing. She had been working on her digital art skills and it was a good distraction. Now that she was finally here, the stress had alleviated a little, but focusing on the art helped a lot more.
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erzulie
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Angelina Richards
When Angelina had been told about the two month long trip she had been excited. Not only would she get to catch up with some old highschool friends of hers but it was a good excuse to take a little vacation from putting anymore content out. So Angelina had informed her fans that she’d be going on a two month hiatus. She wanted to relax and have a good time, rather than worrying about uploading and editing videos.
Angelina had arrived right on time, usually she was the type to show up fashionably late but she didn’t want to risk getting left behind. Not to mention that she had only just finished packing about an hour ago. She had spent a little too much time deciding on her wardrobe for the trip. Then there was her makeup and skincare products as well. Everything had been carefully picked and then neatly packed away. As she stepped out of the car with her father Angelina looked around for a moment to see just who had arrived. There were some familiar faces around. With the help of her father Angelina placed her luggage in the storage compartment.
“I’ll call you once we make it. Love you.” After placing a swift kiss on his cheek, Angelina left her father and walked into the bus. “Wow. This is nice? Is that a stripper pole? Too bad I decided to wear a dress.” Angelina chuckled. She greeted the bus driver briefly. As she stepped in further Angelina noticed someone in a corner. Upon stepping closer she realized that it was Anabelle. “Ana! Hey, I didn’t know that you were coming along.
Angelina was surprised honestly, given her shy nature. It was nice however, seeing her here. Angelina sat across from her and crossed one leg over the other. “I see that you don’t waste any time.” She was referring to the tablet.
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Honestly, Theodore hadn't asked for this. At all. It just happened that Claire was extremely persuasive and he was too much of a wuss to say no to anything. Truth be told, he was not a fan of these big get-togethers. Not that he hated company, his body just wasn't created to survive in those kinds of situations that required small talk and an actual sense of humor.
His hands were clammy already just from thinking about it and he had picked his sleeves so much that the threads were unraveling. He wasn't even sure who was coming. He wasn't accustomed to large crowds of loud partying people and had cursed himself earlier for not just standing his ground and saying no. What if the mean cheerleaders and snobby boys were coming with them? The only thing that was clear was that people from his high school were coming. It couldn't be that bad, could it?
He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror as he walked past it to get to the entrance door...which wasn't that far away given that he lived in a sad little room, alone. Well, unless you counted his rat, Ratty Devito, as another individual. Then it was the two of them. He saw his terrible bedhead that he had never learned how to tame. Not to talk about those eye bags. He had stayed up late again reading comics. It was totally worth it. He would totally need to lend the next issue from his local dealer.
He didn't live too far away from the prison, err, high school. He could make it by walking. Or that was what he thought. Dragging his stuff with him proved to be a challenge to someone as frail and fragile as Theodore. You could probably hear him heavily breathe and huff from the other side of the world. He looked like a zombie trying to carry himself and the bag. Two months worth of stuff. Wasn't filled with clothes, surprise surprise, but much more important things such as aforementioned comics. How else was he supposed to survive?
Once he had FINALLY arrived, he was surprised to see that there were not many people around. No one, to be exact, except for the bus. That must have been where he was supposed to be. Theodore threw his bag into the storage compartment and wiped away any beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead. "Yeet," he muttered under his breath like the 'hip' person that he was as he decided to climb inside that bus. The driver greeted him, Theodore almost fell back down on the asphalt as he hadn't noticed him for some reason while he was entering. Once he had regained his composure he threw some kind of a wave and walked further. What the hell was that positioned in the middle of the bus? A pole? Not to talk about the two girls who were sitting in the corner. Damn, what was he supposed to do now?
"Hello..." was all that he could come up with. Original. He gave them a sheepish smile as he was still standing, unsure if he was allowed to sit down. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats]mood: anxious| mentions: claire, | interaction: anabelle, angelina
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His hands were clammy already just from thinking about it and he had picked his sleeves so much that the threads were unraveling. He wasn't even sure who was coming. He wasn't accustomed to large crowds of loud partying people and had cursed himself earlier for not just standing his ground and saying no. What if the mean cheerleaders and snobby boys were coming with them? The only thing that was clear was that people from his high school were coming. It couldn't be that bad, could it?
He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror as he walked past it to get to the entrance door...which wasn't that far away given that he lived in a sad little room, alone. Well, unless you counted his rat, Ratty Devito, as another individual. Then it was the two of them. He saw his terrible bedhead that he had never learned how to tame. Not to talk about those eye bags. He had stayed up late again reading comics. It was totally worth it. He would totally need to lend the next issue from his local dealer.
He didn't live too far away from the prison, err, high school. He could make it by walking. Or that was what he thought. Dragging his stuff with him proved to be a challenge to someone as frail and fragile as Theodore. You could probably hear him heavily breathe and huff from the other side of the world. He looked like a zombie trying to carry himself and the bag. Two months worth of stuff. Wasn't filled with clothes, surprise surprise, but much more important things such as aforementioned comics. How else was he supposed to survive?
Once he had FINALLY arrived, he was surprised to see that there were not many people around. No one, to be exact, except for the bus. That must have been where he was supposed to be. Theodore threw his bag into the storage compartment and wiped away any beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead. "Yeet," he muttered under his breath like the 'hip' person that he was as he decided to climb inside that bus. The driver greeted him, Theodore almost fell back down on the asphalt as he hadn't noticed him for some reason while he was entering. Once he had regained his composure he threw some kind of a wave and walked further. What the hell was that positioned in the middle of the bus? A pole? Not to talk about the two girls who were sitting in the corner. Damn, what was he supposed to do now?
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Vivian Macario
Vivian was very exited for the vacation. When she was invited at first she was a little skeptical. Who'd even come on a two month long trip with people from high school? But she'd heard that lots of people would be coming and she wanted to catch up with everyone. She packed her suitcases and headed off for her old high school. She'd convinced a friend who hadn't gone to high school with them but had family in the area to drive her over. She saw the party bus as the car parked. There weren't many people around, but she was a bit early. She got out of the car and took her suitcases out with the help of her friend. "Thanks for taking me, you're the best," she grinned at her friend and waved as she dragged the bags out to the bus. Two months worth of stuff was heavy, but she could manage.
She put her two suitcases into the store compartment but kept her athletic bag with her smaller stuff with her. She stepped up onto the bus, nodding a hello to the the driver. When she got all the way up into the bus, she saw three people were there already. Ana, who she knew and liked, Angelina, who she didn't really like but could bear, and another person who looked familiar from classes but she couldn't recall a name. "Hey! Ana, Angelina! And I don't believe we've spoken. I'm Vivian, you can call me Viv," she smiled at the guy she didn't really know."A pole, nice," she laughed, walking towards it. She sat her bag down pulled herself up to do a split on the pole. Luckily her jeans weren't very tight, so they allowed the movement. "So, how's everyone doing?" she asked as she came down from her split.
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Kat was a good student, mostly. She got the right grades and handed her stuff in on time. And maybe she spoke out of turn sometimes and made more jokes than reasonable sometimes. But, that wasn't even her worst flaw as student. Or even just as a person. She had a terrible habit of being late. Late to her classes, late to her bus, late to parties and occasionally late to work. So, in theory she should be used to being late. In fact she should plan ahead so that she knows to be ready so she isn't late. Especially when she is invited to someone's house for the whole summer. Something that her parents usually wouldn't say yes to, but did. Then going shopping with her friend to prepare for said trip, she'd probably pack her bags. That would be the smart and sensible thing to do, tragically Katherine Nguyen was not smart or sensible.
Shit shit shit shit shit. Where did everything go? Kat thought as she moved around her room at the speed that one might she in an olympian. She knew this was her fault. She had a knack for not planning, in fact if there was a comptition for not planning she'd win it. She had made a last second decison that she was only going to bring one suitcase. Why? Easy, because it was easier to quickly pack one instead of like three. She figured that if they were going to be staying there for two months then there should be somewhere to do laundry there. Hopefully.
Kat felt as if someone was watching her. She turnt her head and saw her older sister standing in the door way smirking. Kat huffed and carried on. If she kept moving at this pace she could probably make it there on time. Barely, but on time. She tugged on the zipper of her suitcase hard struggling to shut it. Suddenly the zipper was taken out of her hand and she was pushed to the side. She watched as her sister closed the suitcase with ease. Kat made a face and stuck her tongue out at her. She took the suitcase and a small backpack that held her laptop, phone, phone charger, laptop charger and her waterbottle.
She all but ran down the hall and down the stairs. She quickly pulled on a pair of floral doc martens. She turned to walk out the door and get into the car when she heard someone clearing their throat.
"Yes?" She said. She saw her sister standing with her hands on her hips the keys to the car clearing in one hand.
"Are you seriously planning on going like that?"
Kat shot a look at herself in the mirror in the foyer of her house. She still had her pyjamas on, a ratty old hello kitty shirt and bright lime green yoshi pyjama pants. She looked ridiculous. It was certainly not a look you would want to wear to the start of a two month trip with your friends and classmates. No, the outfit would make a terrible impression on anyone who didn't know her. They'd think her childish and foolish. So, with all of the strength and confidence she could muster she said,
"Yes, now can we go?"
Her sister shook her head and walked out the door. The two drove towards the school at a speed some might call illegal. When Kat hopped out of the car she realized that for the first time in her life. She was on time. In fact she was early. Which was both great and kick to a stomach, because since she was slightly early she probably had had time to change. But, this was the grave she had dug and she was going to lie in it. Kat gave her sister a hug. She walked towards the bus and once she had reached it, she quickly threw her suitcase into the cargo hold.
She stood in front of the door of the bus and took a deep breath. She hesitantly took a step onto the stairs and entered the bus. She quickly looked around getting a feeling for the bus. She saw a few kids she recognized. A bright smile grew across her face as she realized Ana was there. Kat walked down the bus with a confidence one could only describe as completely fake. She watched as Vivian did a split on the pole and sighed.
"Hey so have any of you guys heard the Monk joke?"
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Kris Chankul
Location: Home to School
Mentions: Anvindr and Jolene
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Waking up any earlier than mid-day sucked. Kris definitely didn't want to show up at this time but he had no choice on timing. There was a party bus and he couldn't miss it. He was happy he was invited to the get together even if there were going to be some unlikable figures there. This was due to the fact that there was no way in hell Kris would see them within the next year. Studying business in Thailand wasn't necessarily something he wanted to do but he loved his parents and he wanted to do right by them. Sure, he may hate it but the pros outweigh the cons. He'd miss everyone, that was true. He was a fluent Thai speaker, knowing all the best dishes and social conventions that came within Thailand, but having never had Thai friends, it would be a completely new experience. It would be fun, scary and he'd miss home tremendously. This is why he needed this trip away even with those whom he hates. Kris had already packed a sizable hiker's backpack along with a smaller personal duffel bag. He also was taking his skateboard and guitar for entertainment. He couldn't wait to jam with Jo and do some tricks with Anvindr. It would be fun.
Getting everything together, he ran downstairs, said goodbye to his parents with big hugs and a massive smile. They were glad he had found something to do for the summer. They didn't want their only son upset that he had to leave. Thailand would do him good and he shouldn't regret anything before he leaves. They really hoped he'd leave with his head held high, inspired to do good in Thailand. This was all they ever wanted; happiness and security for their only child. Kris skated quickly to school, the wind blowing through his brown hair. He didn't want to be late. He had to fully see who was coming. Claire did invite a lot of people, he knew that but who exactly was a mystery. Excitement coursed through him. He couldn't wait.
As he rocked up to the high school, he began to see a bunch of familiar faces getting onto the bus. This was going to be fun. He slowed down and ran up the bus stairs. A smile went to the driver and he looked around the bus. A few snobby kids, some people he didn't really talk to and there he was. Kris grinned like a mad man.
"Theo," he said happily and walked up to him. He really liked this kid. He was taller than him, shy, nerdy and absolutely adorable. Kris enjoyed hanging around with him and they could relate to each other a lot. He was happy he was here. He didn't have to turn up but he did. "How are you? I didn't expect you to be here. I'm glad you showed up! It's going to be so fun. You're really going to enjoy yourself." Kris was happy. At least there was one good surprise to come from this trip.
Location: Home to School
Mentions: Anvindr and Jolene
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Waking up any earlier than mid-day sucked. Kris definitely didn't want to show up at this time but he had no choice on timing. There was a party bus and he couldn't miss it. He was happy he was invited to the get together even if there were going to be some unlikable figures there. This was due to the fact that there was no way in hell Kris would see them within the next year. Studying business in Thailand wasn't necessarily something he wanted to do but he loved his parents and he wanted to do right by them. Sure, he may hate it but the pros outweigh the cons. He'd miss everyone, that was true. He was a fluent Thai speaker, knowing all the best dishes and social conventions that came within Thailand, but having never had Thai friends, it would be a completely new experience. It would be fun, scary and he'd miss home tremendously. This is why he needed this trip away even with those whom he hates. Kris had already packed a sizable hiker's backpack along with a smaller personal duffel bag. He also was taking his skateboard and guitar for entertainment. He couldn't wait to jam with Jo and do some tricks with Anvindr. It would be fun.
Getting everything together, he ran downstairs, said goodbye to his parents with big hugs and a massive smile. They were glad he had found something to do for the summer. They didn't want their only son upset that he had to leave. Thailand would do him good and he shouldn't regret anything before he leaves. They really hoped he'd leave with his head held high, inspired to do good in Thailand. This was all they ever wanted; happiness and security for their only child. Kris skated quickly to school, the wind blowing through his brown hair. He didn't want to be late. He had to fully see who was coming. Claire did invite a lot of people, he knew that but who exactly was a mystery. Excitement coursed through him. He couldn't wait.
As he rocked up to the high school, he began to see a bunch of familiar faces getting onto the bus. This was going to be fun. He slowed down and ran up the bus stairs. A smile went to the driver and he looked around the bus. A few snobby kids, some people he didn't really talk to and there he was. Kris grinned like a mad man.
"Theo," he said happily and walked up to him. He really liked this kid. He was taller than him, shy, nerdy and absolutely adorable. Kris enjoyed hanging around with him and they could relate to each other a lot. He was happy he was here. He didn't have to turn up but he did. "How are you? I didn't expect you to be here. I'm glad you showed up! It's going to be so fun. You're really going to enjoy yourself." Kris was happy. At least there was one good surprise to come from this trip.
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This trip couldn’t come at a better time for Ant! He was ready to get things off his mind and not let anything bring him down! When he first heard of the trip he knew he was going but know that his parents are both gone its more of I need to go and get this off my chest, his first call was to his Childhood friend Jo asking for a ride to the pickup location from the airport of course he had to make sure all the I were dotted and the t’s crossed he had more than enough of everything to go around but he brought jo a special bottle of liquor from Paris called Louis XIII he thought she would enjoy it hell he knew he did just a few nights ago while he was awaiting for the movers to clear the rest of his house out. Once he got there and seen her he just let her take the wheel all he wanted to do was rest before the big party started!
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فلسطين حرة
As a firm believer that the world was not built with the capacity to accomodate people who stand still on moving walkways, Devon found navigating the Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport to be downright painstaking, to say the least. The mildly tipsy boy had roughly twenty minutes to book it across the massive grounds until he missed his connecting flight for good, but finding a direct pathway to anywhere in that cursed maze was like passing multivariate calculus with an A and all his brain cells intact. Fucking impossible.
Now, standing behind two groups of middle-aged country club dads who had evidently decided that the moving walkway was a prime location to compare their sons' baseball stats, the thought of downing another two or six shots briefly crossed his restless, fatigued mind.
Needless to say, Devon was not a happy camper.
Five stray elbows and a handful of middle fingers later, the frazzled boy burst through the crowd and took off at a sprint, carrying his plastic carry-on luggage above the ground in a desperate need for speed. Calling upon the luck of every deity in existence, he made it to his terminal with two minutes to spare, leaving no time to waste as he scanned the area for his gate and zoomed over. The attendant gave his sweat-soaked body a displeased once-over (much to his dissatisfaction) before scanning his ticket and letting him on board.
"Thanks, love. Your operational team's made a nice cock-up of this place. Nice blouse, though." With a two-finger salute and a cheesy wink, Devon finally boarded the jet and let the amenities of first-class (namely several shots of Tito's) wash his frustrations away.
By the time he arrived to his old high school in a cigarette smoke scented Lyft, having changed into fresh clothes and chatting up the driver who seemed about ready to drive off any elevated surface in five mile radius, a wide, maniacal grin replaced the relaxed smirk on his lips. There was nothing but adrenaline pumping through his veins as he drank in the sight of the party bus situated in the empty parking lot of his old home. The memories in this place were nothing short of legendary, the birthplace of some of his greatest feats, lowest lows, and all that lay in between. He couldn't wait to see his classmates again after a year, having graduated a year earlier than most of them and shipped his own ass off to Toronto for university. There were a few faces in particular he was most anxious to see, though he wasn't entirely sure who all was invited. Despite how much he denounced the greased-up turkey that was Wes Valentin, he trusted the boy's judgement when it came to gathering the right crowd.
After handing off his luggage to be stored in the bottom compartment, he tipped the conspicuously handsome driver ("Dave? Pleased to meet you. I named my pet tarantula Dave when I was 12.") and climbed aboard, adjusting his backpack on his shoulder as he scanned the present company. Right off the bat, he recognized some familiar faces, ranging from the dorky neighbor kid Theo, to the tiny angel artist Ana, to the rumor queen Angelina. 'Okay, didn't expect such an eclectic mix... but hey, you know what they say: we make do and we make cocktails.' His eyes then landed on a certain blonde cheerleader a few seats down, striking eyes never failing to shock him as he tried his best not to show any hints of surprise on his face. He should have expected Vivian to be here, really; she was the perfect candidate for a summer beach trip on the California coast. Some part of him, however, had been pushing off facing his former best friend, despite missing her more than he'd admit during the year he'd spent away from the high school gang.
Not that he'd ever let her know any of that. He'd much rather keep his emotional dick in his trousers this time around.
With a beaming smile, Devon sauntered over to Ana and ruffled her hair in greeting before heading over to the miniature bar. "Good morning, loves," he announced to the group, bellowing voice cutting through the awkward silence. "Your main form of entertainment has arrived, fear no longer. It's been a minute, yeah? Any of you fancy a drink?" He scanned their mixer options with disdain, unamused by the lack of adventurous options the party bus had available. No doubt, their host for the season had tipped generously for the substances to be supplied to underage kids. No one had expected any less. "Oh, Sir Wesley, no Everclear? What a drag. Lucky for you lot, I made a pit stop and picked up a growler of my signature, gourmet, garage-brewed moonshine. Everyone say, 'Thank you, Devon'. You bastards are very welcome."
Devon wasted no time in retrieving the large jug from his backpack, popping the lid, and setting out shot glasses for each occupant of the vehicle. If there was one thing he would not be doing without on this trip, it would be copious amounts of high proof liquor in his bloodstream.
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Wine Aunt
Jolena Esposito
Location: Home -> Airport -> Party Bus
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Lizy
Lobsters will play no significant role in my life
Vivian Macario
Vivian turned around to the entrance of the bus when she heard a new voice enter. "Zoe!" she smiled, going over to hug her friend. They were pretty close in school, but hadn't actually seen each other for a while since they'd went on to college. "It's been a hot minute," she laughed. She missed Zoe, she was fun to be around and one of her good, not awkward to be around, friends. A new person entering caught her eye, speaking of awkward to be around. It was Devon, her best friend for several years. Let's just say, she saw way too much of him one night. Things had been pretty awkward between them ever since. She didn't want it to be, she tried to make it normal between them, but the awkwardness of the situation couldn't be stopped. Still, she missed him quite a bit. She smiled at him as he walked pass, but didn't attempt conversation. She had to admit, she didn't expect him to be here since him and Wes hated each other. She wouldn't've thought that he'd be invited.
She turned back to Zoe. "So, how's film school going?" she asked, "You'll have to tell me everything!" Vivian sat down next to the mini bar and looked at the drink options, nothing too good. She unzipped a compartment of her bag and pulled out a flask with straight vodka. She opened it and took a sip. She probably wouldn't be sober most of this trip. She glanced over at Devon, who was pouring his own drinks. She realized that she shouldn't get completely wasted though. Don't want history repeating itself. Would it really be that bad though? Yes. Yes, it would be.
She took another sip from her flask before giving Zoe a one second gesture and walking over to Devon. She took two shot glasses, one for her, one for Zoe. "Thanks Devon," she grinned before walking back over to Zoe and handing her the shot glass. "If you don't drink it, I will," she laughed, looking up as Wes entered, being his typical dramatic self. She let out a tiny laugh at his insult to Devon. Vivian didn't take sides in this fight, she was friends with both of them and kind of thought it was pointless anyways. Still, it sure was entertaining to watch them fling insults at each other.
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Anvindr Lokni
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"Let''s just get this over with."
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Claire Brown
"This is just the beginning of a fun adventure"
"This is just the beginning of a fun adventure"
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❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
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Wine Aunt
apolla
❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
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Ana had been so focused on her work, that she didn’t immediately notice when Angel got on the bus. It wasn’t until her voice rang out that she looked up, more than a little bit startled. She fell into a sort of daze when she got super focused on her work, weird parts of her brain taking over as she drew. So, for a few moments she stared blankly at the lady in front of her, until she readjusted and came back to the present. She glanced down at what she had completed so far and she strangely didn’t hate it. She hadn’t put a lot of the finishing details in yet, but all the colors were there and she could really see the image she was going for. She looked up and once she realized it was Angel, she smiled. She honestly didn’t think Angel would remember her. Ana had helped out a few times with her filming stuff, but they had never really had that many conversations.
Even so, she unfurled from the ball as Angel sat down. “H-hey. Haha, yeah.” She laughed nervously. All of a sudden she had an inkling of doubt, as if maybe she shouldn’t even be there. But, a couple of people had assured her it would be fine, although that’s typically what they always said. She had many concerns. Most of them were pointless, but then again so was she, or so she thought. “It was kind of a last minute decision. I wasn’t sure if I was coming.” She paused, still sounding nervous and a hand moving up to run through her hair, at least what was left of it. “I’m glad I came, though.” The last part was more of a reassurance for herself. She hoped she was glad to be there. She hoped dearly that she would have fun. But, she was still glad when Angel brought up the tablet. Her smile relaxed into something more natural and she turned the tablet around to show her. “I uh, got here a little early and didn’t have anything to do. Do you uh… like it?”
She talked to Angel a little bit more as other people trickled onto the bus. First an Asian boy, though she couldn’t quite remember his name. Next came Vivian. She was glad to see her. Viv was always so positive and upbeat. Next was Kat, who she was the happiest to see. Kat was the one she saw last, only a few days ago when they went shopping. It was nice to see someone she had seen so recently. Next came a couple others, another Asian boy she knew as Kris, but really only because Devon used to hang out with him. Zoe followed shortly after. She was glad some more of the artsy people were going to this thing, even if Zoe and her weren’t that close.
Devon got on next and she couldn’t be happier. It had been ages since they had talked, but she knew he would be there. She could tell he was already at least a little bit tipsy, but she expected nothing less. She softly whined at him when he ruffled her hair and she was a little hurt he didn’t say anything about the hair cut. It probably didn’t look as good as the hair dresser had said it did, but she didn’t let the smile falter. He went straight for the alcohol and gave a little customary speech, which made her laugh, albeit nerves and jitters still coming through. But, more and more people quickly filed on. Jo, who she was happy to see as well. She wanted to go over and talk to her and Devon, but knew better than to get in between then and their alcohol. They were good friends and hadn’t seen each other in awhile either. Wesley followed and she could only assume that this was his get together. He gave another little mini speech, but it was kind of cut off as someone poked in around him. She knew Anvindr to a degree, but they weren’t that close, which could also be said for Claire. They knew each other through Jo, but that was pretty much it. Savannah got on next. She was always so cool.
But, she got up and tossed her tablet down and ran over to Kat. Well, she more or less stumbled around everyone. She threw her arms around her when she got close enough, a big smile on her face. “No, I don’t think I’ve heard that one.” With an awkwardly soft giggle, she pulled back and put her hands on her shoulders. “It’s good to see you again, I missed you.” She also couldn’t help notice her outfit and her smile relaxed a little. “I wish I had worn something that comfortable. It’s already so hot with this blazer on.”
Even so, she unfurled from the ball as Angel sat down. “H-hey. Haha, yeah.” She laughed nervously. All of a sudden she had an inkling of doubt, as if maybe she shouldn’t even be there. But, a couple of people had assured her it would be fine, although that’s typically what they always said. She had many concerns. Most of them were pointless, but then again so was she, or so she thought. “It was kind of a last minute decision. I wasn’t sure if I was coming.” She paused, still sounding nervous and a hand moving up to run through her hair, at least what was left of it. “I’m glad I came, though.” The last part was more of a reassurance for herself. She hoped she was glad to be there. She hoped dearly that she would have fun. But, she was still glad when Angel brought up the tablet. Her smile relaxed into something more natural and she turned the tablet around to show her. “I uh, got here a little early and didn’t have anything to do. Do you uh… like it?”
She talked to Angel a little bit more as other people trickled onto the bus. First an Asian boy, though she couldn’t quite remember his name. Next came Vivian. She was glad to see her. Viv was always so positive and upbeat. Next was Kat, who she was the happiest to see. Kat was the one she saw last, only a few days ago when they went shopping. It was nice to see someone she had seen so recently. Next came a couple others, another Asian boy she knew as Kris, but really only because Devon used to hang out with him. Zoe followed shortly after. She was glad some more of the artsy people were going to this thing, even if Zoe and her weren’t that close.
Devon got on next and she couldn’t be happier. It had been ages since they had talked, but she knew he would be there. She could tell he was already at least a little bit tipsy, but she expected nothing less. She softly whined at him when he ruffled her hair and she was a little hurt he didn’t say anything about the hair cut. It probably didn’t look as good as the hair dresser had said it did, but she didn’t let the smile falter. He went straight for the alcohol and gave a little customary speech, which made her laugh, albeit nerves and jitters still coming through. But, more and more people quickly filed on. Jo, who she was happy to see as well. She wanted to go over and talk to her and Devon, but knew better than to get in between then and their alcohol. They were good friends and hadn’t seen each other in awhile either. Wesley followed and she could only assume that this was his get together. He gave another little mini speech, but it was kind of cut off as someone poked in around him. She knew Anvindr to a degree, but they weren’t that close, which could also be said for Claire. They knew each other through Jo, but that was pretty much it. Savannah got on next. She was always so cool.
But, she got up and tossed her tablet down and ran over to Kat. Well, she more or less stumbled around everyone. She threw her arms around her when she got close enough, a big smile on her face. “No, I don’t think I’ve heard that one.” With an awkwardly soft giggle, she pulled back and put her hands on her shoulders. “It’s good to see you again, I missed you.” She also couldn’t help notice her outfit and her smile relaxed a little. “I wish I had worn something that comfortable. It’s already so hot with this blazer on.”
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Devon only glanced up for a moment from his focused distribution of shots to acknowledge the unsightly host of the party before returning to the task at hand. "Ah, there's those lame jabs that always used get my lady knickers in a twist. I really missed you the most, Weslynn," he fired back with faux, saccharine sweetness coating his tone. "But hey, maybe if you thought of calling a hooker or two, your cousin wouldn't be so damn sore all the time."
As he finished pouring the shots, Devon shrugged innocently to Wes and began handing them out to anyone that expressed interest. Per Jo's request, he handed off two of the miniature glasses to his old friend, a maniacal gleam crossing his eyes. Vivian came up to grab her and Zoe's shots as well, to which he returned the gracious smile. "Careful, lovelies. This shit tastes like pure gasoline, but it'll mess you up really damn quick. I used to make jungle juice out of this on nights I didn't want to remember the next day, so watch your livers, yeah?"
Without so much as a breath of preparation, Devon knocked back three shots on his own, wrinkling his nose at the vile taste before slamming his glass back on the counter. More and more people were piling onto the bus, most of whom he recognized, but there was an air of unfamiliarity clouding the cramped bus. Any onlooker could tell that this wasn't one massive friend group reuniting to sing campfire songs (not that he'd ever want that, either), and the tense vibe raised anxieties about whether this was the proper crowd for the summer getaway he'd been picturing for several weeks prior. While he knew Ana would be here due to their unceasing communication over text, he hadn't been prepared for every other uncomfortable face on board.
Devon shook away the concerns and made his way over to Vivian's seat to plop down next to the her and Zoe. "Hey, strangers," he teased the two, draping an arm across the back of her chair in a show of friendly familiarity. They had all been in the same friend group, and having them here warmed his heart despite the unwanted memories tied to one of the girls. "Heard some absolute madman decided to make you head cheerleader this time around. Senior year must've been a blast, yeah?"
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"You were out pretty late last night, babe," an inquisitive voice called out from the kitchen as Nisha descended the spiral staircase from her bedroom, taking her time with Iniya curled around her forearm and wrist. The smell of pancakes and bacon drifted out into the living area, catching the Mexican Black Kingsnake's attention as her head perked up in curiosity. The grandiose mansion remained empty save for the two humans and one reptile, the majority of the furniture remaining untouched in her several years of residing there.
Nisha gazed at the glistening scales of her beautiful companion, the smooth darkness reflecting the chandelier light above. "Yeah, I know. Hamza forgot to lock his Benz and got his shit jacked right when I was about to leave. Heard his doors slamming in the driveway and ran out in his boxers," she responded in Hindi and settled into the dining area connected to the kitchen, where several plates of sweet and savory breakfast foods awaited her.
Zain snorted at her explanation and shook his head as he brought over two glasses of Lambrusco. "He's not gonna make it to his thirties," he half-joked, taking a seat across from her and beginning to pile pancakes onto his plate, "and even if he does, there won't be a single woman left to have his kids that he hasn't driven away somehow. Did he even apologize for keeping you there until three?"
The critical comments earned an eye roll from the young model, who dropped a piece of bacon onto her coaster for Iniya. "What do you think? Of course, he didn't. He's lucky he's fucking hung or he'd really be alone forever. The eggs are good, by the way." Hamza, as one of her many friends with benefits, was a beautiful face with not a single brain cell behind it. Nisha only kept him around for his VIP status at most downtown clubs.
Zain hummed in appreciation, scooping more of the scrambled eggs up and dumping them on her plate as he switched to Hindi. "Eat quickly, jaanu. Your little caravan might leave without you." They finished their breakfast in blissful silence, one of the many things Nisha liked about being in an open relationship with the man. He understood that she was her own brand of human and surrendered any form of possessiveness over the heiress, choosing instead to live his life just as freely. There were no secrets between the two because there was no judgement; they'd mess around with whomever they fancied, go wherever they desired, and at the end of the day, no fingers would be pointed in either direction. It was the closest thing to a healthy partnership she had ever experienced.
Once they wrapped up their meal and got dressed for the day, Zain drove her to the school parking lot a couple miles away, dropping her off with a parting kiss and a promise to take care of Iniya. The party bus stood in the center and seemed fairly packed, judging by the noise level as well as the people lingering around outside, but she hadn't expected any less. When Wes had invited her to this outing, she had initially told him to shut up and piss off; however, after a day of careful pondering, she figured the summer trip could be just the cure for the recent bout of boredom she had been trudging through. Life was never exciting for her unless she made it exciting, and lately, she had been running out of material.
Nisha rolled her luggage up to the driver to place into the compartment for her before turning to face the people hanging around outside. She immediately recognized Estelle, who had been one of the only people she'd consider a "friend" in high school, but the two men she was addressing didn't ring a bell.
"Hey, gorgeous. It's been a damn long month apart from you," the model purred in greeting, tapping Estelle's shoulder from behind. "These two kids bothering you?" Although she was joking, Nisha's eyes still narrowed dangerously as she examined each of them from head to toe. One of them looked more familiar now that she was facing him head on, but the other remained a mystery. Still, they both reeked of smoke and sour attitudes, neither of which she particularly minded.
With a smirk and a tilt of her head, Nisha decided that she liked what she saw. "Not gonna share with the ladies?" she teased and raised an eyebrow, eyes flicking down to the cigarettes between their fingers and then back to their eyes. The question was aimed at neither one of them in particular, even though she was starting to think she might've seen the taller one around in the school hallways a couple years back.
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