Westbrook Season 2

[PenguinFox]

Toby had shrugged off Zander's sudden need to use the bathroom and gone about setting up for the party without him. By the time he had finished though Zander had still not returned and that made Toby suspicious. His brother didn't particularly care for JJ or her family and wasn't shy about making that known. The older Knight brother would've thought he could trust his sibling to go to the bathroom and not cause any trouble but apparently that was not the case. He was definitely up to something and the Knight's really didn't need another scandal on their hands.

Having finished his job, and his girlfriend nowhere in sight Toby made his way to the bathroom to start his search for his brother. Upon approaching the door his brows knitted in confusion. It sounded like a blow dryer was being used. JJ and Ava were probably still setting up, and the parents weren't even home. It was unlikely that any of the servants around her was the cause of the sound so it had to be Zander, but what was he doing?

Luckily for Toby, his mischievous brother had left the door unlocked so he went ahead and stepped inside, immediately regretting the decision. There was Zander; desperately trying to blow dry Toby's gift for JJ, which could only mean one thing. He had gotten it wet. He had worked very hard on this gift and the thought that it may have been for nothing made Toby's heart drop. His fist clenched, but his face remained neutral. "Zander...What did you do?" his tone was stern but not angry. His brother was never malicious so he was confident there was an explanation to all this. He positioned himself in the doorway so that his brother couldn't leave, and so that anyone walking by, namely JJ, wouldn't see inside. One day his brother was going to give him a stress induced heart attack. Winona

 

[Winona]

Ash was going to die.

Or, at least, that's what it felt like as Sawyer's cold gaze rested on her. Her gaze moved to the cup being crushed in Sawyer's hand, and Ash thought about how Grace's aggressive girlfriend probably wanted to do that to her face.

Numbly, her eyes moved to the alcohol now on the ground in between them. This had been a mistake. Of course it had been a mistake -- everything Ash did was a mistake these days, wasn't it?

"Never mind." Ash mumbled and turned to try and walk away.

KingofAesir

 

[Elf_Ruler]

Tatum had followed behind the group dragging Brayden behind her and she could feel his annoyance rise as she dragged him through the house, though as soon as they entered, she had taken a shot from whatever alcohol has had found and then took a couple more. Sure, she could have been better and not had any shots, but she wasn’t that person. She was still looking for Caleb, but she had already made some concoction of different liquors and some kind of juice or soda, she really wasn’t sure, but she knew it didn’t smell great. Bodies were pushing against her as she moved through the crowd of people. She didn’t remember when she lost Brayden, but she had but her mind was dedicated to finding the one person she had wanted to see the most. Of course, she knew he had probably already heard about her little ‘incident’ with Ava and JJ, but she could just ignore it. Hell, she could hope that he still thought of her better than she was, the version of herself that she wished she could be, if she hadn’t screwed up over the summer.

As her eyes searched for Caleb, she thought she caught a glimpse of someone or someone’s through the window outside and one had looked a little familiar almost too familiar, but she decided to shake it out of her mind. She was crazy and drunk so anyone could really look like anyone from her viewpoint. The thought caused her to take another large drink from her cup and push any and all thoughts from the summer out of her mind. She had admitted that she had made a mistake in the summer but that was then, and she was in the present, even if it was a drunken present.
When he eyes finally caught sight of Caleb a large grin appeared on her face and she attempted to approach. Her steps were a little less than straight, but it was a party so maybe he wouldn’t be too upset. Another drink for courage and then she set down her cup, she didn’t need it anyways. She made her way to him and threw her arms around him as soon as she knew he had seen her, “You came!” she exclaimed while mid hug. She had missed him and the way he had made her feel, the summer had been too long, “I missed you!” her words were a little slurred as she spoke, but her feelings were there for him. She could only hope he still felt the same way.

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Camden had been waiting for Parker to arrive in order to go to this party after he had gotten himself cleaned up from his run. He was excited that he would probably get another chance to see Milos, but Parker had been taking his sweet time coming over. He had finally seen his cousin emerge from Gia’s house and of course he got concerned for the well-being of his neighbor. Gia was far too nice and naïve, and Parker would take advantage of someone like her. When his cousin had walked through the door Cam had given him a look, “Are you really trying to mess with her?” he of course cared for the young girl, they had been neighbors for so long and he knew she saw the best in everyone. When Cam had come out at school, she had left him a small note of congrats that he still had. No one else had said anything to him about it in the way she had. Sure, he didn’t need to be congratulated on coming out to the school, but she had paid attention to him and he knew that was just who she was. When his brother had gotten sick, she had brought over cookies for the family. Gia was nice and Parker was about himself

He kept his gaze on his cousin judging him, “Look dude, I know how you are, but she isn’t like all those other bimbos and floozy’s you get with. Why are you even trying?” He knew he wouldn’t be able to stop the storm that was Parker if he had his eyes set on a girl, but he could at least try his best to make sure Gia made it through the storm. He was also pushing his cousin out the door so they could go to the party. He wanted another opportunity with the boy he had caused to become so awkward around him.

PenguinFox

 

[KingofAesir]

Sawyer
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At this point Sawyer was beyond infuriated. The second Ash turned her back, any patience she'd held before was replaced by a five-course serving of rage that tasted bitter on her tongue but satisfying all the same. A flash as she reached out and clutched at Ash's wrist, yanking her back around and bringing then face to face. Now even closer than they had been before. Her grip did not loosen as she kept a hold of Ash's wrist. The aching aftertaste spreading across the taste buds of her hand that pushed her to grip even harder, that bitterness drawing her in. Sawyer's nails dug into the flesh of Ash's arm and subsequently drew blood. She was surprised at how easy that had been. At how easy it would be to just...Sawyer shook that thought away. But her grip did not loosen.


"You will not walk away from me." Sawyer seethed, her voice low and someone ringing at the same time, "You may be able to walk away from everyone and everything else but not from me." Cold. No sympathy lay behind her words because she had none. Sawyer finally let go of Ash's wrist but did not back away. Her eyes were swirling now, a dark cloud, looking almost black a stark contrast from her usual warm hues of brown. A sudden blood rush to her head and she was speaking again, still scarily quiet.


"You could've killed her." Her voice cracked and the stillness went away, her voice rising higher, "She could...she could still die and it's all your damn fault. I've been at that fucking hospital every damn day, and Stu's there all the time. Hell, even JJ came with me sometimes. I didn't see you once. Not once. I don't know if that means you didn't come and if it doesn't it means that you didn't come enough." Her words were no longer cold, they were filled with heartbroken emotion. Every syllable caring the weight of someone greaving. The anger remained.


"She's lying in a goddamn hospital bed and people still pity you." Sawyer scoffed, almost disgusted, "Poor brain-damaged girl. Must've been a lot to deal with. I don't know how it could've been very much, you were brain-damaged before the wreck even happened. If you weren't you would've never gotten in the fucking car with her high." Another step closer.


"But oh well, poor little Ash." Sawyer spat the last part and reached up to bite at her nails in an attempt to calm down, the taste of blood under her fingernails only angered her more.


"You have no idea how much I want to hurt you." That emotion was gone and again, her words were eerily calm.

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[Winona]

Ash

Maybe for a moment, Ash had thought she was free. She could pass this off as a bump in the night, and go back to forgetting. But Sawyer's hold on her wrist dragged her back and then Ash was forced to look at her, her heart pounding in her chest as Sawyer spoke. What she said was mostly true -- Grace could've died, Grace could've still died. But no one had pitied, no one had visited her. Okay, well, that wasn't true. But not like they had visited Grace.

Ash had been able to watch -- the never ending stream of people visiting Grace while she had laid broken in the bed, barely able to move. Even now, some movements were difficult, but she tried to pass it off. To ignore it. Ash had to be strong, because Westbrook was a shitty place, and had even shittier people.

Sawyer finally released her wrist and she pulled her hand instinctively in towards her, pressing the bleeding wrist to her stomach while her other rubbed at it, trying to dispel the pain. Small pains shot through her hands, and she remembered seeing the X-rays detailing how her bones had shattered. They had put her hands back together with pins, but it had taken months for her to move them again.

And yes, Ash had visited Grace. When no one else was present, Ash would wake Jace up and make him take her in there. She'd sit and she'd wish it had been her. But she couldn't be in there when anyone else was. Because no one saw that Ash had been just as hurt. All they saw was what she had done to Grace Jackson.

Somehow, on the outside, Ash seemed mostly alright. Save for the scars, the small flashes of pain. She seemed to have gotten off completely free, while Grace laid in that bed still dying. And that's all that people really saw anymore.

To add to Ash's never ending list of harsh rumors, classmates had started teasing her about the brain damage. The broken bones. Adding that to the whore comments, and then the alcoholic ones. Ash was now nothing but a walking joke, and Sawyer's words just sealed that for her.

But she didn't say anything. She didn't try to defend herself, because what was the point? The world had made their mine up about Ashton West, and there was no point in trying redemption.

She shut down. Her gaze falling to her wrist, and she watched as little droplets of blood continued to well up. Her fingers were smeared crimson, and she remembered looking down that night. At her mangled hands, at the blood streaking her dress. And then looking over, and seeing Grace unconscious, but unable to move to help her out.

Ash tried to back away, but she bumped into a table. And now she was stuck, with nowhere to run, with her hands trickled with crimson and her eyes glued to the ground, her hands, anywhere but Sawyer's face. Because anything was better than looking into the hurt and hatred in Sawyer's eyes and being reminded, again and again, of what she had done.

KingofAesir​

 

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Juliette

If Juliette was being honest, she didn't think the twins would've even bothered to give her a gift. Somehow getting past the tall bodyguard who had been so easy to hire-- even if he wasn't getting paid, he was still basically hired. Her brow raised and she would be lying if she wasn't the least bit curious to what the bag actually looked like, maybe the Vaughns didn't have as much bad taste as she thought. It was just their attitudes that were tacky.

"Huh. Interesting." A thank you should've been said, but the only words Jamesons and Vaughns are supposed to speak to the other are passive aggressive ones. The eye roll came as quickly as she expected with Ryder.

Alaska was a mess, and Ryder was just...

It's hard to say why his face agitated her. She's not quite sure. The nickname was cute, whether or not it was meant as an insult or not. Taking the crown with both hands, the brunette carefully placed it on top of her styled hair. "Such a good servant." A grin played across her face, looking down at him for the smallest second before she stepped off the last stair. Juliette took a double take towards Sawyer and Ash.

Sawyer was more than capable of handling herself, but Juliette wasn't about to let the dimwitted blonde start trouble. A last fake smile was sent to Ryder before she strode away, she was in the kitchen within seconds just in time to hear hopefully, what was the end of the fight.

Juliette didn't like Ash. No, she hated her a little less than the Vaughns. But starting a fight with a brain damaged person in front of everyone? That was just a disaster waiting to happen. "What the hell is happening? Sawyer, calm down." JJ took a hold of her arm gently and attempted to step in between the two.

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[KingofAesir]

Sawyer​

The fact that Ash wasn't doing anything to defend herself only slightly put Sawyer off. Sawyer knew she was probably hurting too. She knew it wasn't Ash felt nothing about what she'd done, but Sawyer was just so angry. Not even necessarily angry at Ash. She was angry at herself more than anything. If Sawyer had been better Grace wouldn't have broken up with her and this whole thing never would've happened at all. It was a ridiculous reason the blame herself, but she couldn't help it. Despite this fact, she needed an outlet. Sawyer needed someone to take all of the anger out on. Ash just happened to be the target that night. Just as Sawyer was about to continue, JJ appeared, placing an all too soft hand on her arm. Sawyer forgot about Ash for a second as she turned to look at JJ, the anger in her eyes dissipating. It was only a moment because she took JJ's hand and carefully moved it off of her before turning back to Ash. Like a light switch the cold was back.


"I'm sorry JJ. I just….I can't." Sawyer placed a rough hand under Ash's chin and jerked her head up to meet her eyes, "Look me in the eyes while I'm talking to you." She suddenly reeled back at the smell of Ash's breath and made a face at her, "You've been drinking already. I can't believe you. This kinda shit is what put Grace in the hospital. Where you planning on driving like this?" Sawyer shook her head and felt her blood practically boil in her veins, "God damn it, Ash. You're a fucking mess. You should be the one in a fucking coma not her. At least then maybe you'd sober up. You know what?" Sawyer scowled menacingly, "You should be in a coma. That's something I can fix real fucking quick." Two hands shoved Ash in the chest, hard, back into the table and a fist raised aimed directly for the side of Ash's head.


"You should be the one fucking dying!" And suddenly all that fiery anger was unleashed all at once.

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Raven

Raven took a deep breath as she faced Alaska, and the more she stared at her the more her anger started to fade. And in a way that angered her even more, Raven was too soft. Everyone that hurt her would just give her the same exact look and suddenly she would just forgive them. Just like that. She didn't blame her for leaving her, she blamed her for letting her know through a message, the least she could've done is see her one last time. They weren't dating, no. But she deserved that much.

As she said before, Raven doesn't think she deserves the world. She just wants common decency and even that is too much to ask for, everyone pushes her aside. Everyone moves on. Everyone leaves. June, Alaska, Mason, her grandmother, her mom. Many of them didn't have a choice. Mason moved on because she left, Alaska's family dragged her along, June was... June, her grandmother died and her mother just didn't care about her long enough to attempt to stay.

Raven's used to it and for whatever reason she believed that Alaska wouldn't do it to her too, and she did.

She should've seen it coming, she should hate her, she should be mad at her and yet, here she was. Wanting to forgive her.

Once they were in the photo booth, there's not much Raven wanted to say. She wasn't even sure what to say. Her gaze fell to the bracelet she'd gotten her for her birthday and onto the little charm that represented herself. It felt like she'd gotten her that a lifetime ago and suddenly all these feelings were being brought back up and Raven wanted nothing more than to squash them all back down.

"It's okay." Her gaze searched hers, and while Raven hated herself for forgiving her so easily... well, it's what she did. People don't really change, so the chance of Alaska leaving again was a possibility but so was the chance of forgiving her.

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Juliette

Juliette wasn't sure what else to do. "Sawyer," She warned as if it'd actually stop her. They both knew what she was doing was incredibly stupid. But Sawyer's emotions were getting in the way of her actions and even JJ knew that. Despite hating Ash, the girl didn't deserve to be beaten up-- and that's shocking coming from Juliette considering they fact that the two almost had gotten into it on the night of the musical.

But there's a difference. She wasn't provoking her, and... it was just so sad. "She's not worth it!" Trying to get Sawyer to change her mind was like bull fighting. The fat animal was going to charge at you anyway, and this in case, it was Ash who basically threw herself in that tiny arena.

Juliette wrapped her arms around Sawyer, attempting to hold her back from the small blonde girl-- but after all, Juliette was such a cheerleader, a dancer, she wasn't equipped to handle a 5'11 strong woman who's instinct is to murder someone else. Who else could handle Sawyer? Surely none of the males in this room. No offense to Jace, but after he hid behind a girl, well, JJ's faith in men just completely deteriorated after that.

That meant there was only one person emotionally and physically strong enough to help.

"Alaska!"

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[Winona]

Mason

Fuck.

He was fucking stupid.

Laurel had seen him look towards Raven, and now his heart was pounding in his chest because how the hell did you explain the relationship between him and Raven? Especially when Mason hardly understood it himself, and part of the reason that Laurel was even standing there beside him was because he was trying to get over her.

"Just Raven." He said with a shrug. "Ari and I crashed at her place for a while before she moved." Just Raven. What a fucking understatement, but Mason had to try and make this nonchalant. He had to try and act like he hadn't had -- and still had -- serious feelings for Raven. Like she was just... another girl.

"Haven't talked to her since."

But god, he fucking wanted to.

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Adriane

Mention of Ariana briefly caused Adriane's smile to falter, but then she just shrugged as if it was no big deal. "I left her with her dad. Figured it's better if she doesn't see me like this." She didn't want Ariana growing up in a hospital like Adriane had -- especially for something as stupid as just... being with her mother. And, well, Adriane didn't want Ari to get attached and maybe... miss her when she died. For a while, Adriane had thought she was healed, but the treatment failed.

And now here she was.

"So tell me what about all of the latest gossip." She asked with a grin. There was no point in talking about the sad things -- like their illnesses, what they were doing here, or her lack of Ari. But talking about the hospital gossip? Now that was something that could distract both of them. Watching the nurses and learning about their lives had kept her sane.

"Any new long-term residents?"

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Zander

He'd flipped through the pages, one by one, and painstakingly blow-dried them, one by one. The boozy smell of wine had filled the room, and Zander's head was swimming from the dull boring-ness of this activity which seemed to be for naught, because those pages were definitely not looking better and may have now been slightly red-tinted. Oh well! Surely Toby and JJ wouldn't notice. Maybe Toby had even forgotten all about the present, and how he asked Zander--

His brother's voice made him jump into the air, the blow dryer flying out of his hand and landing clumsily on the ground. Zander spun around quickly, and tried to hide the ruined scrapbook with his body. "Oh hey there, big brother. I was... just about to come back out to the party?" He suggested with a weak smile, but it was useless! Even if Toby hadn't seen the ruined pages laid out on the counter, he would've known. Toby could read Zander like an open book and it kind of sucked.

With a sigh, Zander stepped aside to show Toby the destroyed scrapbook. "Okay so I was trying to carry in JJ's present with that bottle of wine, and then the next thing I knew, everything was like. Boom, crash. And then the wine was all over the scrapbook. So I was like 'Zan, how do you fix this for your most wonderful brother and his girlfriend?' And I said, HEAT. So then I started blow drying it and like, it's kind of working." And it was kind of making it look better.

Save for the wrinkled pages and the red-stained pictures.

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Keisha

She hadn't planned on coming to the party, especially after that run-in with that bitch from earlier at the coffee shop. Instead, she had spent a while sitting with Grace at the hospital and had headed home. But the instant she had opened the door, she could hear her mother and grandparents talking about how ridiculous it was. Keisha, not wanting to deal with listening to them drag on about how being this worried about Grace wasn't good for her, turned and left.

And now she was walking up to the mansion that belonged to none other than Juliette Jameson, princess wannabe. She'd picked up something for her on the way -- a cute little pink... makeup... holder thingy. Look, Keisha didn't know makeup very well, and it had been the first thing on the shelf that she could afford. It was now in a a little blue and pink polka dot bag, swinging from Keisha's hand as she walked along the sidewalk, although she ended up pausing just outside the door.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a blonde in a wheelchair that she had never seen before. Like, ever. Not that that was surprising, because Keisha had only ever really interacted with Grace, which was just sad in and of itself. Her life had been dictated by Grace since she'd moved to Westbrook, and now it still was.

"Uh, hi. Are you heading in?"

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[High5ives]

Kanen's wallet flipped open in his hand before he began thumbing through the wad of cash inside. It was fair for Shawn to ask for the money up front. Too many people liked to try and outrun their debts, Kanen had experienced it that enough himself. After withdrawing the agreed upon amount, Kanen was just about to hand it over before Stu spoke up.

At first, Kanen had been shocked, but the more Stu talked, the harder Kanen's face got. By the time Stu finished his rant, Kanen's face was like stone. Even when he was trying to do right by the world, no one was going to let him leave the past behind. Not even Stu apparently. When Stu failed his dramatic exit, Kanen took the opportunity to fire back. Kanen was never one to take criticism lightly.

"Next time, open the door before you try and walk through it." Kanen began, crossing his arms and leaning back against the bathroom sink. "But alright, next time you're at a party with shit stained down your back, I'll let you keep walking around like a living port-a-potty. You've made it quite fucking clear that you don't want my help." Kanen might've said more, but it seemed like no one at this damn party understood bathrooms implied privacy. The door swung open (Despite Stu standing in front of it.) and fucking Beau came right on on. Because that's exactly what Kanen wanted to deal with right now? Stuff like this is why alcoholics exist.

Kanen wasn't about to hang around here anymore. Taking another fifty from his wallet, he dropped it and the other money on the counter, pointing a finger at Shawn. "Make the kid look presentable before he goes back out to the party." Kanen grumbled. He didn't even bother to acknowledge Beau before pushing past her and moving back towards the dancing, drinking teenagers that had filled the house.

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[a z u l a]

Alaska

Truthfully, Alaska had expected Raven to yell, maybe even slap her, but instead the brunette seemed defeated in her response. She wasn't sure which was worse. It felt like all the air was being sucked from her lungs, she hated this feeling more than anything. It was all wrong and she couldn't even begin to fix it. If Raven had gotten angry, at least it meant that she still cared. Alaska had never been good with emotions, but she knew anger like the back of her own hand.

"I missed you so much." Alaska practically choked, holding back her tears though her eyes started to sting and her throat felt like it was constricting. Raven had been the one good thing about Westbrook, and she could never get back to the way things had been before she left for New York. Of course she had known from the beginning she had lost Raven, her relationship with Mason had made it final, but now that she was sitting in front of her all the emotions she had bottled up were spilling out. New York had been good for her emotional wellbeing, she'd really started to get her shit together and had learned to handle her short temper and gotten over most of the overwhelming hurt Westbrook had brought her. But now that she was back, she was even more of a mess than before she left. Raven was one of the few people that didn't hate Alaska, and she was going to cling onto any last hope she had.

It was all too much too much too much and she couldn't stop herself. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against the raven-haired girl's before she could protest, kissing her with all the passion she could possible contain in one kiss. It was over much too soon, and before Alaska could apologize for crossing a boundary, JJ was screaming for her from the other room.

"I'm sorry!" It wasn't even remotely what she needed to say to the girl she'd just kissed but if JJ was purposely seeking Alaska's presence then it must have been a real emergency. In fact, emergency wasn't even close to what was happening in the kitchen. Sawyer looked intent on murder as she clawed at Ash, and it was almost funny to watch the small cheerleader trying to pry her off. Alaska ran to help the birthday girl, wrapping her arms around her teammates waist and pulling her back with all of her strength. Between the two of them they managed to get Sawyer off, but the damage was already done.

"What the fuck?" Alaska asked exasperatedly, looking between both girls for answers. Sawyer and anger were basically synonymous, but never in their almost ten years of friendship had Alaska seen her look like that.

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Ryder

Well, for once his interaction with the Jameson wasn't totally unpleasant, and thankfully it was over almost just as fast as it had started. The tiara-wearing birthday girl was heading towards the kitchen with purpose, and Ryder figured he might as well grab himself a drink after stopping to say a quick hello to his teammates. Suddenly, there was a loud commotion from the room JJ had walked into, and a voice that sounded like the brunette was calling for his sister. He walked quickly towards the kitchen, and just as he entered the doorway Alaska's friend Sawyer was driving her clenched fist into the side of Ash's head.

"Whoa!" He shouted, moving faster than his brain could process towards the girls. It was easy to put together that Sawyer was probably pissed off at Ash for putting her girlfriend in a coma, but Ryder wondered what had set her off so many months later. Either way, it was bad and he rushed in just as his twin sister did, pulling her friend off of his poor ex-girlfriend.

"Are you okay?" He asked, gently taking Ash's arm to put himself between her and her attacker. It was lucky he was twice the size of her, he could practically use his body as a shield to hide her. He just wished he had made it in sooner. She had a small trail of blood trickling form her arm and a few bruises already forming, but it wasn't the injuries that scared him the most. The blank, skiddish look on her face was what made his heart twist in his chest and his breath catch in his throat. He had never seen her look this broken before.

"Hey, Ash, hey. Let's go get you some ice and bandaids, okay?" He was speaking to her softly, like maybe if he spoke too loud she might shatter. Ever so gently he lead her away from the table, careful not to hold her too tightly, stopping to quickly raid the freezer for an ice pack and leading her towards the bathroom. He guided her to sit down on the edge of the tub, wetting a towel to try and clean the blood off her arm and handing her the ice pack to hold to her head. He knew from others about the brain damage the accident had caused, and he wondered if maybe she needed to go to the hospital because of the blow she took to the head.

"You're not gonna die on me, are you?" He asked, trying to make a joke but sounding more panicked than he meant to. He'd lost Ash a long time ago, but he couldn't really lose her. Not like that.

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[Winona]

Ash


Everything seemed to happen at once, and Ash closed her eyes as Sawyer's fist connected with the side of her head. The punch was enough to knock her back against the table, hard, and caused the cake to wobble and then fall over off of the table. Creating a giant cake mess on the ground and drawing the attention of everyone nearby as they saw what was going on. Ash desperately wanted to disappear, and she figured that soon enough, she would. Sawyer was going to kill her, wasn't she?

Her hands were clenched tight against the table, her eyes squeezed shut, her head downcast so that her hair could cover her face. She was shaking, she was numb. Her head pounded in pain, and her breath was stuck in her throat. Everything seemed to stand still while Ash waited for the next hit -- probably the hit that would take her down.

Ash didn't breathe again or open her eyes until a familiar voice started trying to speak to her. She opened her eyes, and was both surprised and relieved to find Ryder standing in front of her instead of Sawyer. Ash hadn't noticed JJ or Alaska coming over to get Sawyer -- she'd been frozen, blocking everything out, but Ryder at least brought her back to reality. A little bit. It still felt hard to breathe, but she slowly released her grip on the table, but kept her gaze focused on the ground as he led her away.

She tried to ignore everyone as they walked through JJ's house. To be honest, Ash had no idea where they were heading, but it was away from Sawyer, so she shuffled after her ex-boyfriend. Her fingers brushed against her wrist, her eyes frozen on the bruise that was forming around where Sawyer had grabbed her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. She shouldn't have come out here.

And then they were in a bathroom, and Ryder was guiding her over to sit down on the edge of the tub, and Ash felt helpless. Where was Ian? Tatum? Sebastian? They were supposed to be there for her tonight and keep her safe, and instead she had almost been beaten to death by Sawyer. And now she was alone with Ryder and if past experiences were anything to go off of, this was not going to end well.

Ash hadn't spoken the whole time that she'd been following Ryder around like a lost dog -- hell, Ash didn't even know what he had said. All she could think about was Grace, and Sawyer's words.

And how true they were.

He crouched down in front of her, cleaning the blood from her wrist and placing the ice pack in her other hand. She just held it for a moment, looking at it and wondering what it was even for before she remembered her head. Right. For some fucked up reason, Ash was still alive which meant that she had to deal with things like injuries to the head by raging lesbians.

She started to lift the ice pack up to her head, when Ryder spoke again and this time she actually heard him. Ash stopped, the ice pack clenched tightly in her hand, and her gaze now focused on him.

"What if I did?" She asked, her voice barely more than a whisper before she slowly raised the ice pack up and pressed it against the side of her head. "That wouldn't be bad, right? It would be better. All I do is ruin everything and hurt people. If I died... that would stop and everyone would be happier." And Grace wouldn't be in a coma.

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[Twin Fantasy]

Charlie McAllister

Charlie's grin was sheepish, tentative. His face felt weird in that form, that shape. Charlie McAllister? Happy? That's like Sylvia Plath telling a good joke. It just doesn't happen, but metaphorically, Plath just rose from her grave to drop a grade-A zinger before falling back into the shroud. It almost felt wrong. Did he deserve happiness? Even despite contributing nothing to society? But he just couldn't help it.

"I've always been into music. My cat, uh, his name is Kurt Catbain, which like... it's- it's funny." The latter part was a bit mumbled. It's not funny, that's not a good pun, nobody thinks it's funny. You IDIOT. You fucking MORON. STOP FUCKING THINGS UP. STOP IT. STOP IT!

His heart pounded just a little too fast, which made him a bit nervous. Nowadays every drop of adrenaline felt like another heart attack coming on. He swallowed it down and let it settle, disappearing into the pit of his guts like lead. Forever held back by sickness, Charlie McAllister. The muscles in his heart were just too thick, they said. But now Jace is saying something else, another compliment, the goodness, the fairness, it terrified him to no human end.

"...Y-yeah!" His throat felt full of dirt and bile. "I, I've been playing since I was little, it's... probably the only thing I'm good at, really." Charlie passed off that self-deprecation with a laugh and a flick of the wrist.

// DrabberRogue //

Tim Hart

"Alright then, bye I guess, bruh!"

Well, whoever that other guy was, he sure had a tight puss, or some other demeaning term. But Aaron. Oh fuck, he knew Aaron. A grin crossed Tim's face, one of jovial intent as opposed to malicious.

"Aaron! My main man!" He held his arms out in excitement, then remembering he was holding an opened switchblade and probably looked like a psychopath. Upon Aaron's prompting, he quickly closed it and stuffed it back into his pocket. "Sorry, sorry, force a' habit. Fuck's up, bro? It feels like 's been like, forever, dude! Maybe it has been, I honestly got no idea no more, time's a construct 'n all that."

He eyed the headless cat. Possibly some keepsake of Aaron's that the little fuck from before had destroyed. Douchebags like that don't need Tim's sympathy, even if they did get their gray matter spread onto the ground.

"Oh, yeah, me 'n the fam just moved in. Ma said she was sick a' Detroit finally an' so we ain't been here too long. Nobody's gotten in a gunfight yet, which is super disappointing." He snorted a bit, making a finger-guns motion and laughing. He'd told Aaron all too many stories about his years in Detroit. The shittiest shithole parts of it. Almost like the wild west. Tim was a goddamn cowboy, and he made it known.

"So what you been up to, bro?"

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Shawn March Orozco

One look at Beau had Shawn's skin crawling. She was like... everything he hated about kids.

"So I see you're still giving drugs to mi-" Kanen proceeded to drop a solid hundred dollars into his hand. "-nors. Oh shit, okay then." He looked at Stu, quickly shedding his flannel jacket and grinning as if he hadn't accused anyone of anything just now. "Nice one, that guy's a serious prick. Fuckin' skipped town, came back and the first thing he did was try and get me hooked on xans." He deftly draped the jacket on the edge of the bathroom counter.

"Luckily I was already hooked on xans."

He laughed a bit, darting a look over to Beau. "Not that getting hooked on xans is a good thing, don't get any fuckin' ideas, kid. I never said I was a role model." Shawn appeared to be examining himself in the mirror, eyeing a large bruise on the lower part of his chin. "Motherfucker..." His lip curled a bit. "We probably passed each other in the halls once or somethin', fella, but I graduated so you don't see much of me anymore. Unless you have an uncle with a thing for skinny crossdressers. Then he might've put in a good word."

He held out a hand.

"Shawn. My name, I mean. It's Shawn."

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[Cosmos]

Sen practically jumped out of her seat -well, she would've if she could've- as someones voice broke her own mental argument, looking over with a surprised blink she found herself nodding and blinking like a deer caught in headlights before scooting over, pushing the wheels a few times. "Y-Yeah! I'm uh, I'm Sen. new- i mean, i'm new!" she stuttered out, awkwardly rubbing at the back of her head a little as she gave her best kind hearted smile.

Before she could eve think she kinda blurted it out, "You.... wanna head in together?" she asked, realizing what she said a moment later and blushing a little, 'you're an idiot! argh, you just met her, she's gonna think your a weirdo!' she thought to herself, hands nervously fiddling on the chairs wheels. To be honest though she didn't know if she could enter this place alone, for goodna sake they had a bouncer! wasn't this just another young persons party? at a.... a mansion. right, okay not normal.
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[Dede]

Stu

Everything was going swimmingly well until yours truly Miss Honey Boo Boo decided to show up at the worst possible moment. He had almost nailed his exit when, out of nowhere, the door burst open and slammed him across his beautiful face. The boy clutched at pain ringing at his nose -- thankfully his head didn’t just split open like the last time it was introduced to a certain solid object. Still it hurt like a bitch, and just as Stu thought he might forget what a head slam felt like, Tom’s sister was kind enough to take him on an unexpected trip down memory lane.

Meanwhile Kanen was making a mockery of his misery, and Stu wanted to channel his inner Alaska punch him in the face right then and there. Alas, he was too busy standing in awe at how gapingly big of an asshole Kanen was. You know how you thought you knew someone pretty well, and it turns out you didn’t know them at all? Or how you always tried to see the good in them, or give them the benefit of the doubt despite what everyone else was saying? Well, it had taken a lot of delusional and wishful thinking for Stu to think everyone at Westbrook except him was wrong about Kanen. But in the end they were right and he was wrong, and the joke was on him. Turns out Kanen was so crummy a person he made Mason seem like an angel in comparison, and that was some accomplishment! Sure, he might have counted Kanen as a good friend a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, but certainly he didn't anymore. Now he just hated him.

After Kanen had left, Stu glanced at the other two who remained in the bathroom with him, and he looked at the Teen Vampire with a certain degree of pity, knowing that soon he would be left here alone with Honey Boo Boo. What horrendous fate, what cruel universe. Well, maybe it wasn’t so bad for the kid – he’d just made a hundred dollars doing absolutely nothing. He didn’t have to part with his jacket either, because Stu wouldn't wear that stupid thing even if someone paid him a hundred dollars to do so.

He left the bathroom trailing his poo jacket beside him. He was upset, and he did what all upset people do, he went around the party ate up all the doritos. Then he got sick of the sights and sounds, after all he was never good with parties. So he went out the back and settled himself down on a bench in the yard, and sent his jacket flying into the air into kingdom come. He’d fling it over a rainbow if he could but a crummy old fence would do -- hopefully it didn't land on JJ's neighbour's head or something. That would have been rude of him.

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[Winona]

Keisha

God, this girl was awkward, and Keisha wasn't exactly in the business of babysitting -- like she'd tried babysitting before, and given it up when she'd had thoughts of how to properly choke out that bitchy kindergartner. Twenty bucks had not been worth the headache that those children had given her, and she had a feeling this girl was the same way.

"Alright, well, I'm Keisha and I'm heading in. You can tag along if you want, I guess." And with that, she turned and started back up the sidewalk to JJ's front door. Keisha didn't know if the Sen girl (also, what a weird name) would follow her. But if she did, well, Keisha could say that the gift was from both of them to get her in.

What? Sometimes she was a decent person.

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Beau

She stared after Kanen, jaw dropped open. Beau couldn't believe the nerve of that guy, ditching her like this and not even awarding his ex-girlfriend the chance to talk!

With a huff, she turned back around to see the final guy in this room. With a look of disgust, her gaze roamed up and down his body, and then she leaned back with her hands on her hips. "Seriously? You think that jacket works with that dress?" Beau just let out a disgusted snort and a roll of her eyes because seriously. Wow.

"If you can't even wear things that look good together, you should just stop even trying." Okay, so Beau was on a little bit of an angry tirade at this point. Her stupid boyfriend left her and like yeah, Noah was great, but he didn't have the sexiness of Kanen. Noah was more like a stuffed teddy bear. So yeah, she was mad.

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[mogy]

Noah Stewart

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"Oh, you know, the usual. I dance with people. I talk to people. I look at hot boys. I snoop around." Noah counted with his fingers, having gotten rid of the empty beer can he drank rather quickly. Like he said, he really liked to dance, especially when a song with a good beat was played. He did talk to people. He was literally talking to Casper. He also did look at hot boys. Noah always liked the sight of sweaty drunk guys, but it's not like he would ever make a move or something. Flirting wasn't exactly a strength of his.

When it came to snooping around, Noah loved to do it. It wasn't an invasion-of-privacy type of snooping but just looking at pictures on the shelves and things similar which could also be considered snooping, and that was what Noah did. It helps him get a better view of a person, and if anybody ever catches him, he just says that he thinks the picture is cute before leaving the scene of the crime.

"What about you? You don't really seem like the party type."

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Aaron​

Aaron’s mouth ticked down as Tim spoke, but he eventually nodded along to what was being said.

Of course Tim went to Westbrook now. Shit.

And then he asked what was perhaps the worst question one could ask Aaron.

What was he supposed to say- ‘No one will leave me alone and I want to stop existing more and more each day’? Of course not. That was way too much information.

Instead, he shrugged. “Nothing.”

He headed back up into the house, cat bits in hand. What was he even going to do with these? And how was he supposed to get a drink with these in his hands? Jesus, this was annoying.

He sighed, quiet, then turned back to Tim, forcing a smile. “It’s nice to see you, Tim.” It was less of a lie than he’d have liked. And inside the door he went.

Twin Fantasy​

~`*`~​

Casper​

Casper’s lip moved further and further into his mouth as Noah spoke. None of that sounded like Casper. Still, he nodded, eyes dropping away from the glass as it was set aside and down to his hand.

Of course, then Noah was asking a question, and Casper’s shoulders hunched. He couldn’t really deny he wasn’t a party person, and reasonably he knew it wasn’t a mark against his character, but it still felt like one.

Slowly, he nodded, peeking up at Naoh. “I’m, um…” His gaze dropped as he trailed off. “I guess I’m not…” His head shot up, eyes wide as he said, “But I’m happy to be talking to you! That’s… fun…” He bit his lip, looking away before he shrugged again, almost a defensive motion. “Aaron likes parties, and I’m supposed to be keeping Aaron safe, so… I get to come to parties, too!”

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Laurel​

Okay, so one thing was clear- Mason was hiding something. Laurel squinted up at him, then made her hands into tight fists, focusing on the sensations of it before releasing.

She broke eye contact. So her boyfriend was a lying liar, and was lying to her, which could definitely hurt her in the long run. Whatever. Yeah, it was a bit annoying in the moment, but it wasn’t really that big a deal. She could let it drop.

A noise came from the kitchen, and she turned, only to see JJ’s cake on the floor.

...Okay, sure, some other stuff was happening, too, but that didn’t really matter as much as JJ’s cake on the floor.

Despite herself, she began walking back to the kitchen, eyes surveying the scene as she tried to figure out what could be done… And then she realized that that girl getting her shit wrecked was a fellow cheerleader.

Again, she clenched her fists. The fight was separated, and for a moment, she just stood there, eyes shut as tightly as she dared, just feeling how it felt to tense.

How dare that bitch do this at JJ’s birthday party.

She opened her eyes finally, looking back to Mason. “I think I’m going to need a second. You go mingle, okay?”

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[mogy]

Noah Stewart

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Oh boy! This little man, Casper, was a literal fluff ball of awkwardness, and it made Noah like him so much more. Noah had never been awkward, but had for some reason loved to hang out with people who were, and thinking about it, Noah hung out with people who were at the opposite ends of the spectrum. On one side were awkward cutiepies, much like Casper, and on the other were very outgoing personas like Dante.

"Well, that's the attitude we're looking for!" Noah exclaimed, excitedly. It might have looked like the beer Noah drank started taking some kind of an effect, but that wouldn't be the case. Noah just gets hyped from the energy of the party.

"And I suppose Aaron would be your brother?" He asked, not knowing that Casper had a brother. Well, it wasn't really surprising that he didn't know anything about Casper's family tree since he didn't even know Casper's last name, even though Casper had probably mentioned it, but Noah just forgot.

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[Soap]

Caleb

There was entirely too many blondes in this one place, and with him being one of them. Caleb wasn’t sure how to feel, that could be applied to when he finally laid his eyes on her. It was a funny feeling and one he haven’t felt since a long time. He stumbled back slightly as she hugged him, wrapping his arms around her. “I did,” he chuckled slightly. Caleb was sliently hoping she knew he came for her, but if not— that was okay too. He wasn’t about to embarrass himself.

“I-I missed you too.” His smile widened but faded at the slightest when he noticed Tatum slurring her words. She wasn’t drunk already right?

Caleb didn’t drink anymore, or blame others for doing so. But he kind of hoped it’d just be the two of them talking, hanging out like they always did. Alcohol in a way, well it seemed like it’d make that a little harder.

“It’s really nice to see you again, I would’ve been at school the other day but my mom wanted to stay an extra day with her sister it’s a whole... thing.”

He didn’t really want to elaborate on the big sad parts, his mother was always so morbid and it kind of made Caleb more upset than he cared to admit.

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Juliette

The fight happened too fast and before she knew it Ash got hurt, Alaska attempted to help but it was no use by now, the music stopped a long time ago and all eyes were on them, the multiple layered birthday cake fell to the floor and Juliette's mouth was agape with disbelief, she stood there for a few moments unsure of what to do, it was only after Ash got whisked away by Ryder, Juliette turned towards Sawyer and for once, she had no words. She knew how hard she tried to avoid something like this, Sawyer even helped her hire a bodyguard of sorts and she was the one who decided to cause a fight?

She shook her head slightly and a breath escaped her, pushing past Sawyer with a huff. It wasn't long before Laurel momentarily got in her way and Juliette brushed by her despite Laurel's protesting. It was nothing against her in anyway, but when Juliette's upset it's hard to get to her when her first instinct is to run away and far from prying eyes.

The door to her bedroom shut with a slam that was probably heard throughout the whole villa, but by now who cared about causing a scene when the biggest one just happened? Sniffling, Juliette sat on at edge of her bed and caught her reflection in the mirror, and the sight of her tear stained face was enough for her to start crying again. She didn't expect her birthday to get ruined, but then again, shouldn't Juliette just be planning for disappointment from now on?

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[LittleCal]

"Okay, Heidi. Yes, I'll text you- No, Heidi, there will not be any alcohol at this party. Drugs, either. Yes, I'm positive. Yes, I'll text you when I'm done. I said that. Goodbye, Heidi." Sonja shut the car door and let out a low sigh. It was a goddamn miracle she resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her foster mother's incessant questions. Couldn't she just drop her off and go like the last one?

Heidi pulled away from the end of the driveway- thank God- and Sonja finally turned away, trailing her eyes up the driveway and eyeing the house. The place was huge, and it practically reeked of money. A scowl settled into its usual spot on her face as she glanced down at the box in her hands, wrapped up in Santa-print paper (the only wrapping paper her foster parents had on hand). Why the hell had this JJ chick demanded a present from everyone? It sure wasn't like someone with this much money needed any of this.

At least, it wasn't like she needed most of this.

Sonja forced a smile as she walked up to the front door. The present doesn't matter, she reminded herself. She wasn't here to see some rich bitch pretend to be a Kardashian for a day. (For fuck's sake, did she have a bouncer?) With a grimace, she thrust the wrapped box into the arms of the man at the door and slipped past as soon as she had an opening.

Inside, the music was already blaring, and Sonja forced her face into something neutral as she flicked her eyes over the crowd. Where the fuck was Hazel? She wouldn't have even come if it weren't for Hazel's promise that she could hook Sonja up with someone. A wry smile crept up Sonja's face as she thought over what Hazel had said. I know this really butch chick who needs to get laid, y'know? There's a party this Saturday- you should come. I'll introduce you!

Granted, she had no idea how Hazel had picked up that she was a lesbian, and she didn't actually trust that girl to not fuck her over somehow, but the chance of a good fuck wasn't one Sonja was about to pass up. Hopefully, she thought as she worked her way through the entirely-too-big group, she’d find Hazel soon.

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[Twin Fantasy]

Tim Hart

Same old Aaron. Still listless, and sick of it all. That was probably what drew Tim to him in the first place. "I ain't been doin' much either." Sort of a lie, Tim was still a fruit of a dysfunctional family with a penchant for petty crime. But as it goes, he'd been a relatively inactive man. "Why you takin' that cat with you, bruh? Shit's destroyed, ain't it?" He followed behind Aaron, having nobody else to talk to, anyway.

"I don't know whose birthday this is, but it is poppin' off! Feels like everyone's here, an' I'm gon' run into Barack Obama or some shit." He spoke with his hands. Always had, and always would. Inherited from the Italians in his family, no doubt. "We oughtta go smoke a blunt sometime. Double-team some hot bitch, like, uh..." He scanned the crowd, finally pointing at some lovely lady with dark hair. (Raven Rivera, her name.) "...that one." Tim's teeth curled into an excited grin, possibly at the idea of blowing Raven's back out like the sex god he thought he was. Weird. Nasty.

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Shawn March Orozco

"Alright, well-- shit."

The guy left. With the poop jacket. What a sensitive fucking crowd. Now he was stuck with Bitch Puddin' in a bathroom. Maybe next time he shouldn't mention his whoring biz when introducing himself. But then they'd ask about the bruise on his face, and he's only sometimes a good liar.

Oh. The kid was talking.

"I'm assuming you're too young to know what grunge is." Why even try. He made a 'pfft' sound. "I'm not trying. I have a hangover. The last thing I wanna do today is try. That's part of growin' up, is deciding when to not give a shit." He sighed, drawing a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it. It hung from his mouth. He felt like Tyler Durden. How cool would it be to run a fight club? He'd done boxing in high school. He'd peaked in fucking high school. Pathetic.

"You and Kanen hang out? Bad idea. Guy's a dickhead." He puffed smoke from his nose like a dragon. "Can't stand him. Christ, I'm venting to a twelve-year-old, fucking shoot me."

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[Soap]

Raven

'I'm sorry!'

Was she though, was she really?

No, Raven wasn't expecting to be kissed.

Or the feelings that decided to jump up with it. Damn it, Alaska. The brunette walked in this party expecting to have a good time. Not to run into her kind of ex, or to see her almost ex with another person. She just wanted to have fun, and all Raven ever gets is just played with. She shook her head, ignoring whatever commotion that was happening outside of this photo booth. Her eyes fell to the photos that were printed out and she didn't even have a care in the world to grab them.

Whoever saw the two kissing was the least of her worries.

Wiping the corners of her lips with a sigh, she exited the photo booth. Grabbing one of the bottles of champagne that were set up all fancily, and Raven wasn't stupid, yes, she grabbed it from the top, avoiding the glass crashing to the floor. It was fairly easy to avoid the crowd of people to get the backyard, for some reason most of them were gathered in the kitchen and as much as she loves drama. Raven was feeling way too much of her own to be involved in other everyone else's.

She took a seat on top of the bricks where some garden was set. Pretty flowers. Raven picked one and twirled the violet flower between her fingers, glancing down at the bottle of champagne. Raven was never a fan of champagne, it was meant for celebrating and well, Raven never really had much to celebrate and whenever she did, it was bittersweet. Like that one New Years Eve all those years ago.

"Are you afraid?" The small girl asked, face clear of dark makeup and tiny piercings. The older woman looked down at her and shook her head. "No, and you shouldn't be either." She told her, the young girl didn't seem convinced. A shaky hand was placed gently on the side of the girl's cheek, with a soft smile the old woman spoke. "Mija, relax. I could never forget my little cookie. Now, enough of all that. You're starting high school soon! That's a big deal. Alcohol is for special occasions only, and tonight we're celebrating." Pulling away, she poured the drink into a small cup. Pushing her own cup against the other.

"Cheers." Raven mumbled, raising the bottle to no-where in particular, she took a sip of the drink it was difficult to hold back a grimace from the taste of it.

It tastes better when there's something to celebrate.

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Evie

Gossip? Oh, that was easy by far. Being small usually had it's perks, it made you look innocent enough to the point where people wouldn't notice you, or just talk to others in front of you as if you weren't spread it around. So yeah, Evie definitely used that baby face for the greater good-- well, her greater good, so... her entertainment. "So, Alicia left. It was pretty sad for everyone else, but she was a total bitch so." Evie shrugged.

What? She really was! That whole sweet as pie was nothing but a facade.

It took her a moment, looking at the old hospital ceiling, she noticed the tiles were starting to wear out leaving them to fold. The hospital really needed to work on their upgrades-- especially their nurses. "Isabella is pregnant, but I hear it's not her husband's kid." Evie grinned, all thoughts of previous nurses or knocked up ones quickly left her mind as Adriane asked her last question, the brunette lit up with interest.

"The hospital has it's very own barbie. Brush her hair, dress her, the whole nine yards. Grace Jensen, Jenkins, something like that. Coma girl. Disgustingly popular." It wasn't like Evie was jealous of how many visitors she'd get or anything, that'd be weird. "I bet you went to school with her too, she hasn't been here that long though. Three? Four months maybe? It Before I came back though, she took my old room which was really shitty of her to do." So, maybe Evie really needed someone to let out all this curiosity to. Besides her parents who probably would scold her from prying, or her brothers who were entirely too annoying to even look at.

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Aaron​

Okay, yeah, kindness wasn’t necessary here. He turned back to the house with a roll of his eyes, finally entering the room as he forced out, swallowing down any real bite, “What’s broken can be fixed, Tim.” He paused for a moment, thinking, then added, “And my mother knows how to sew.”


Nailed it.

Aaron leaned away from Tim to avoid being hit by his hands, and listened to him ramble on in disinterest as he headed towards the kitchen to get himself another beer, seeing as his first one had been kind of ruined.

Of course, then Tim had to go and make it weird which, considering it was Tim, wasn’t too much of a surprise.

He looked to the girl, and yeah, okay, Aaron would admit she looked nice, but it was the kind of nice that would probably kill most men, and Aaron wasn’t quite sure he was good enough to survive.

With a roll of his eyes, he said, “Jesus, Tim, no. I’m going to grab something to drink… Is there anyone else here you want to go say hello to?”

And then he saw the state of the kitchen. It was… Well, it was a disaster. He ignored some girl yelling as he grabbed himself a beer.

Twin Fantasy​

~`*`~​

Casper​

A hesitant grin began to grown on Casper’s face as he looked to Noah. For a moment, Casper was quiet, mouth shutting as the smile stayed. As he tugged at his sleeve, trying to force out the single word he couldn’t stop thinking, Noah said something, and for a second Casper didn’t really understand.

Of course Aaron was his- His eyes widened as he realized that he’d never mentioned Aaron before.

Casper nodded, looking up to Noah as his face lit up. “Yeah! Aaron’s… Well, he’s the main reason I ever go out.” Casper couldn’t help a giggle, hunching up as he tugged at his sleeves. “Like just today, we went to the park! And before that…”

His face went blank for a moment, as if he were rebooting, but then he smiled again, tilting his head as he looked to the floor.

“Well, we didn’t really do much over the summer, but that was fine!” He looked to Noah again. “I got to catch up on anime and-”

He stopped himself before he admitted he still drew, smile growing pained for a second as again he shrugged and giggled. “Well, I kept busy.”

mogy​

~`*`~​

Laurel​

JJ looked… bad. Hurt in a way that tugged at Laurel’s heart strings. She wanted to take her and hold her and protect her and… Well, it wasn’t like she could really do any of that stuff.

She watched helplessly as JJ walked right by her, trying to say something to her, but nothing came.

There was nothing she could do. Nothing that would help.

She tried to remind herself that she could only control her, no one else, but for once, it didn’t help.

In shoots and spasms, her face transformed into something truly angry, and she couldn’t- No, she could, she just didn’t want to- stop herself from turning to Sawyer.

“Hope that was worth it- You ruined JJ’s night. Get some fucking help.”

And with that, she left- No, stormed- from the room, heading out to the porch to just… calm herself. She just needed to breathe.

And maybe drink some of her soda. It couldn’t have gone flat by now, right?

It took her a moment to recognize someone else was out there, and when she did, she let out a huff of laughter, but as the anger died, replaced by something almost numb, she realized that that could’ve been misinterpreted and, well, she might be a bitch, but she didn’t want to be one accidentally.

“Sorry, I just…” She walked closer, quieting herself, feeling the air around her, in her lungs… “I wish I could have some of that. But. I’m driving myself and my sister and possibly my boyfriend and his brother home, and I don’t want to take the chance. Not after…” She didn’t finish the sentence.

By now, she was close enough to actually get a look at the chick. Her eyebrows went up, a grin growing on her face. This was… better than it could’ve been. “Oh! You’re Raven, right?”

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~`*`~​

Hazel​

Honestly, the party was going pretty well so far on Hazel’s end! Her girls were catching her up on drama, she was exercising her control, everyone had dressed to code… There was even some fresh drama for them to observe and laugh at!

And then, just when she thought things couldn’t get any better, the star of the night arrived.

Hazel’s grin grew slowly as she watched Sonja enter the house, more predatory than she would ever mean to be with her targets, and she hushed her girls, bimbling over to Sonja as calmly as she could manage. “Sonja! Oh my gosh, I’m so glad you came! Do you wanna get a drink?”

Her friends tittered in the background.

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[KingofAesir]

Sawyer
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It was burning hot. Sawyer could feel all the eyes on her now that Ash had been swept away by Ryder and Alaska had finally let her go after she calmed down. For the first time in a long time Sawyer felt like everything would be better if she just melted into the ground right there. So many eyes. The almost crazed look in Sawyer's eyes had dissipated and she was left standing there like a scared kid. No longer the angry, foreboding person she'd been a second ago. Under the gaze of everyone at the party Sawyer felt small. Sawyer's breath began quick, anxious, and her eyes skittered around the room like a spooked animal looking for an escape. The people were packed so close around her that there wasn't clear exit in sight. She could feel her chest getting tight as her heart rate picked up considerably. An overwhelming flood of emotions overtook her and Sawyer found herself wanting to cry.


JJ's cake was on the floor. Sawyer stared at the ruined desert and frowned. She looked back up and locked eyes with JJ. This is exactly what she'd been trying to avoid. Sawyer had done the exact thing that she'd tried so desperately to keep away from JJ's party. Her eyes stung and Sawyer reached up to wipe at then as she took a step toward JJ. Her mouth opened momentarily and then closed again as JJ blew past her. Sawyer spun around to watch her go, the sound if Laurel's voice telling her off only a hurtful echo as she watched JJ storm off. Her chest tightened even more. She had to get out of here before she exploded.


Sawyer pushed easily through the crowd, and away from the kitchen. The second she was away from the prying eyes of her classmates she let go. Sawyer began effectively hyperventilating as she paced down an empty hallway. Her hands were shaking and her head felt like she was the one that had taken a blow. Sawyer had no idea what had overcome her. She was just so mad at the world, at Ash, at herself and she was having an extremely hard time controlling it. The alcohol definitely didn't help. Sawyer just hoped she hadn't hurt Ash too bad. Jesus. She could have really hurt her. What then? Sawyer slid down the wall, letting her head fall into her hands as salty trails started making their way down her face. What then? Had she even thought about the consequences if she'd hurt Ash? Of course not. She was so obsessed with Grace that she couldn't get over this all. It was all too much. Too much.


She just wanted to be able to breathe again.

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