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[SIZE= 11px]Two fights occurred at the party, only one of the kings got laid, and two of the queens got injured. Miss Innocent got sucked up into the popular group, and surprisingly Esther never got to sleep with Zander. Ezra left Julia to go take care of stuff, leaving her with questions. Julia, Winter, and Astrid decided to have a sleepover, and Alex drove Zander home. As the main squad was leaving the party, someone said that the cops were showing up because of a video gone viral. Everyone tried to get out of Fred's house, but quite a few people were arrested. This included the jackass Max. However the squad wasn't arrested, and instead woke up with the nastiest hangovers of their lives. But school wasn't on their to-do list. So they agreed to meet at someone's house to have fun and relax.[/SIZE]



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After the fight, the party began to disperse, as kids were trying to escape the threat of the cops showing up. Maisie felt it was best she leave too. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, reading through the group's posts about who's going with who, and she made her own post about going home. Maisie walked outside, making her way through the crowds to grab her bike on the grass. Thank God nothing had happened to it. Maisie climbed on, and made her way home. When she walked in, the house was completely dark and silent. Her grandmother was sound asleep. Maisie settled on the couch, taking off her shoes, turning on the TV, and wrapping a blanket around her. She wasn't tired, so she stayed on the couch, until she eventually fell asleep.


When she woke up, the house was silent, except for the TV. Maisie turned it off, and sat up, stretching her tired limbs out. Her bones cracked, muscles straining with pleasure. She sighed, grabbing her phone from where it laid on the coffee table. She went to Twitter, sending out tweets about school. She heard rustling behind her, and turned around to see her grandmother making her way to the kitchen. "What happened?"


Maisie chuckled, rising to her feet. "You got drunk last night. Do you need aspirin?"


Rosalie shook her head, holding her hand out to Maisie, beckoning her to wait. "Don't worry about it. Have any plans today?"


"I've got school. But, I really don't want to go."


After that, there's a long pause of silence. Rosalie nods her head a few times, then staggers to the kitchen. Maisie trails behind her, making sure everything's alright. Finally, the woman says, "You don't have to go."


Maisie raises an eyebrow, inching towards the woman. "Are you sure?"


"Positive. I'm going back to bed."


And with that, Maisie went back on Twitter. She went to her room to get herself changed, as she read through Alecsia and Julia's posts. She asked if she could tag along, to which Julia said would be alright, as long as she got coffee. Maisie responded saying she'll get it. She turned her phone off, and went to go get dressed. She was wearing her brand new pair of overalls. They were so comfortable, and Maisie was in love with them. After grabbing her stuff, leaving a note in the kitchen for Rosalie and grabbing the cars, Maisie made her way out the small house, and to the Honda Civic 1998, backing out the driveway, and making her way to the nearest Starbucks.

 

[eunoia]

ALECSIA CABOT


Alecsia woke up at eight am, sunlight streaming through the window. She moaned, pulling her pillow over her face. She had an awful headache. Stupid hangovers. Alex blindly reached for the water that she kept next to her bed, eventually grabbing it and gulping it down. Then she got out of her bed, wincing as her bare feet hit the cold wooden floor of her bedroom. She made a beeline for her bathroom, turning on her shower so that it would have a chance to warm up before she got in it. She opened her medicine cabinet and took a couple aspirins, hoping they would help her headache. She quickly showered relishing in the feeling of the warm water soaking her tired body. Then she put on some black denim shorts and a Pink Floyd band tee. She brushed out her damp her, not bothering to dry it as she walked down to her kitchen, grabbing an apple. As she bit into it she scrolled through her twitter, seeing that Julia and Maisie were evidently awake too. She took a selfie and posted, letting them now how shit she felt.


Julia messaged back inviting Alex around. She replied saying she would, just as soon as her parents left for work. Zander also messaged her, inviting her for coffee. She immediately agreed, excited at the prospect of her favourite drink... apart from tequila of course. Zander said he would walk over to give her dad a chance to leave, she agreed, grabbing her sunglasses and a hoodie. She probably looked idiotic but, honestly she didn't care. 


Soon her dad left and Alecsia ran outside to meet Zander who, much to her delight looked like he felt just as awful as she did. 


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Esther Bryant
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After leaving the party, Esther wandered a little around town, letting the wind blow the alcohol out of her head. When she came home, it was already early morning, so Esther slipped as quietly as she could into the bathroom to take a long, hot shower.


"Bitch," she mumbled to herself and rolled her eyes, thinking about her would-be hook-up. Esther wouldn't really call herself desperate. Honestly, she could have any guy she wanted, anytime, anywhere. But she just didn't like being stood up, left, having false hopes ups, yadda yadda yadda.


"Well, whatever," she continued talking as she wiped her body with a towel and put some clean clothes on.


After Esther left the bathroom, her aunt was already sitting on her bed, waiting on the girl, clearly angry.


“Where have you been?” She snapped at her even before she managed to walk into the room.


“What do you mean?” Esther frowned. “I told you I—“


“Where are you going?” She interrupted her, eying her outfit and make-up. 


From all these questions Esther’s head started spinning. She was starting to lose track of the conversation. Wait, what did she want to know?


"I'm going out now." She mumbled, scrolling through her Twitter and reading some of the conversations there.


“You’re not going to school in such condition!”


Esther had completely forgotten! She dropped her phone, her mouth hung loose as she looked at her aunt in surprise. Right! School! She completely forgot she still was going to one.


"Right," she nodded. "That's where I'm going. School." She spoke the last word slowly and carefully, as it was a bomb that could explode any moment. As if it was a new word in a foreign language that Esther had never spoken before. And didn't really know what it meant. "And what condition?!" She squealed, quickly turning to the mirror. “Is it the outfit? Should I get some earrings?” 


It wasn’t about the earrings. Her aunt wasn’t exactly a role model when it came to parenting. Sure, she was angry and all, but she forgave quickly. She made Esther clean the kitchen and if she did so, she could go over to her friends’.


And so Esther was cleaning the entire kitchen for what felt like a lifetime. Not really knowing what to do, she was just grabbing random soaps, cleaning fluids, sponges, touched a few appliances with them, and — of course — took a million selfies with everything. Because it was a thing she couldn’t brace — taking selfies. Starting with the ones with pets, ending on the ones with trees or shoes, those were the only pictures on her phone. Her aunt would always roll her eyes at Esther, make a remark like ‘grow up,’ ‘stop being so silly,’ ‘you’re childish,’ and after some time she always gave up and let Esther do her thing, finishing what she’d started by herself.


So was this time. The cleaning process felt like it lasted forever, when in fact it was just twenty minutes. After that time — and after fifty selfies with different washes — Esther’s aunt finally got impatient, kicked her out of the kitchen, and said:


“Go wherever, just… don’t ruin my kitchen anymore.”


Esther grinned in delight and, proud of herself — because in her eyes the kitchen was obviously clean now — headed out of the house.


On her way over to Julia’s, she grabbed some coffee and a lot of energy drinks. She hadn’t slept all night, and she was barely standing on her legs, but the extra sugar made her feel alive again. She took a cab to her friend’s house, giggling at old couples and children she was passing. Everything seemed funny and smooth to her now, and so she lightly hopped towards the front door. Not bothering to knock, she opened it and grinned widely.


“I’m heere,” she sang and giggled. “Your lives’ve just become better!”

 

[miruku]

Jet Ramone-Morrissey
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     Jet, faded and content, finally lifted himself from his seat at the corner of the room, patted himself off, and fixed his messy hair. It was getting late, the sun was far gone by this point, and he didn't want to be mugged by a streetgang—especially with what little money he had left in his wallet. So, as any wise person would do, he said his farewells and got the hell out of there.


     As he was leaving, walking toward the apartment complex he called home, he heard the roaring of police sirens. Jet ducked behind the hedge of someone's front lawn to avoid getting caught, himself. There had to be five cars and they were all hauling ass towards Fred's house.


     Damn, He remarked to himself. Glad I didn't get any of that.


     Soon enough he was back home; he unlocked the door and let himself in. To his surprise, Janis was still up, watching some strange cartoons on the television and playing her 3DS. “Hey, what are you doing? It's so late,” Jet inquired, taking a seat beside her on the couch.


     “Oh,” Janis lifted her head when he entered the room, her gaze following him to where he seated himself. “Insamnia strikes again, man.” 


     “Did you take your meds?” Jet asked, looking at her, his face painted with concern. Janis was his best friend and he cared a lot about her, seeing her struggling was a heavy blow to his heartstrings. 


     “No,” She trailed off, looking back to Animal Crossing before closing the system. “I don't want to take it anymore. I want to be able to naturally sleep. I should be able to. It's what animals and humans do. Sleep. But, I guess you being out worried me a little bit and made it sorta worse.”


     Jet frowned and looked down at his lap. “I'm sorry, Janis. I know me being out scares you. I know you don't want me getting caught doing bad shit. It's alright, though. I won't get caught. You don't have to worry. Promise me you'll stop worrying so much?” He stuttered a little as he talked, unsure how to comfort her but trying his hardest.


     “Okay,” Janis replied simply, looking to Jet again. “Hey, I think I'm going to try to go to bed, alright?”


     “Sure,” He replied with a nod.


     The next morning, Jet awoke with the sun beaming down on his face. He cringed and rolled over, gripping his aching stomach with one hand and holding his pounding head with the other. “This blows,” He muttered to himself in pain.


     After about 15 minutes of rolling around, he finally flung himself out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. He stripped down for a shower, washed himself well, got out, brushed his teeth, and got dressed. He watched himself in the tall mirror mounted to the wall beside his closet as he adjusted his blue flannel. He hopped on Twitter and asked if anyone wanted to chill. School was not an option that morning. 

 

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Julia Montes

[SIZE= 12px]After Julia drove Astrid and Winter to her place, the senior got them set up for sleeping and then she passed out in her bedroom. She had gotten various texts and tweets when she got home about the cops showing up at the party, but she ignored them as sleeping was a much better option. The thing about Julia was that she was very rich, but never acted like she was. Her family even had a cook that acted as a house keeper on Sundays. The family often went on holiday in Europe, Asia, and Australia because they could. Julia's brother, a well know photographer for National Geographic often brought them along for his business trips. Julia's moth is a fashion designer and her father used to be an incredible surgeon but retired two years ago and now has a passion for golfing. They are very wealthy and Julia's mother came from a wealthy family to begin with. So Julia was born into a life of luxury, her house located in the higher class neighborhood in California. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]Waking up in her large bed was enjoyable most of the time, the sunlight breaking through her light colored curtains. But on that particular morning, it was hell. She had a slight headache and the sunlight didn't help any. Thankfully she didn't drink much and only had a few smokes during the party. Rubbing her head, Julia sat up and sighed, rubbing her forehead for a moment. A knock on her door caused Julia to open her eyes and fixed her top. "Come in" she said, her voice slightly hoarse, but water would help. In came Maria, the house chef that was often cooking for Julia alone. In she brought a tray of food, a glass of orange juice, water, and advil. A smile was on Julia's face as she happily accepted the tray and took a picture of it. Going through her Twitter, she posted a selfie and a picture of her breakfast before seeing the new girl invite herself over to her place. Julia didn't really like her, but some of Julia's friends thought she was okay so Julia had to suck it up and invite the girl. With coffee as payment.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]"Hey Maria, do you think you could make breakfast for my friends? It doesn't have to be anything crazy, just some basic stuff. It's mostly the girls and Zander" Maria nodded and smiled a bit.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]"Of course I can Julia. I'll shop for lunch and dinner after breakfast. Don't be too crazy today with your hangover" Maria then excused herself from Julia's room and headed downstairs to go prepare breakfast for the group. Julia sighed and began to eat her breakfast, it being healthy and delicious. After breakfast Julia slipped her silky rob on and headed downstairs to bring her breakfast down and then she went to go take a shower. She shower was long and the perfect wake up for the teen. After her shower she got dressed, did her makeup, and braided her hair before heading downstairs. As Jason was on his way out for work, he let Julia's friends and the new girl in.[/SIZE]



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[miruku]

Jet Ramone-Morrissey
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     Jet checked his phone, seeing a reply from Esther. He smiled a little and headed downstairs, Tweeting to Julia and asking for directions absentmindly as he met Janis eating a bowl of cereal over the counter. “I'm headed to Julia's for some of her rich girl breakfast,” He said. Janis just shot him a look and he sighed, mentally hitting himself on the forehead. “I'm- I'm sorry. I don't think before I speak sometimes. I didn't mean to brag. Cereal is fantastic. I'm all for cereal. Delicious! Uh- Sorry. I love you, dear friend.”


     Janis rolled her eyes and scoffed at Jet, twirling her spoon around in the air and then gesturing towards the door, “Just go, you fucking nerd.”


     He muttered one more “sorry” and left the apartment, heading out of the complex. Jet checked his phone again, looking at the directions Julia sent him. He decided to get a cab instead of walking in order to stay fresh and good-smelling. After hailing a taxi, he hopped in and gave the driver Julia's address. It wasn't too far away so the fee wasn't atrocious. It was a nice surprise. Then, there he was at this monsterous house. He exited the cab and stared up at the mansion's stories as he walked closer.


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[SIZE= 28px]ZANDER MOORE[/SIZE]

[SIZE= 12px]Zander groaned as he rolled over in his bed, prepared to die. He had one too many beers and too many random joints he got from his friends. Looking in the bed, Zander realized Esther wasn't there. That's right he ended up bailing because he was tripping the fuck out and needed Alex to drive him home. Sighing into his pillow, the male finally sat up, blindly reaching for a bottle of water that he had put by his bed before he passed out. Grabbing the bottle, Zander quickly drank from it and then rubbed his eyes, trying to beat the pounding headache he had. But he knew that he had to get over it, so he rolled out of bed and clumsily stumbled to his bathroom. The nausea never hit Zander until after his shower so he ended up taking a second shower.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]After changing, and of course posting on Twitter, Zander watched random cartoons, not wanting to go to school. However a notification from Alex caught his attention. He felt like seeing that ray of sunshine would help ease his hangover so he replied to her post and asked if she wanted to do a coffee run. Zander had to wait till her dad left, so he took his time walking to her place. Fixing his messy hair, only making it messier, Zander made his way to Alex's place. When he arrived, she oh so joyfully met him and, with sunglasses on, smiled and looked just as bad as Zander did. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, Zander grabbed his own glasses from the collar of his shirt and looked around. "So my queen, what shall we get in terms of coffee?"[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]But due to the buzzing from his phone, Zander ended up checking Twitter and glared at the phone. "Fucking new girl is getting coffee. Man, why are all these random chicks stealing my ideas" He asked, putting his phone away with a huff. "Well looks like it's straight to Julia's place at this point. Hope you don't mind Ali cat" Random ass nicknames were Zander's forte. He always came up with them. Usually is was dipshit, queen, princess, or even goddess bitch, but depending on the person, Zander would come up with a random nickname that he thought fit them to a T. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]When they arrived at Julia's house, Zander had an arm around Alex's shoulders until they went inside and had to take off their shoes. Julia and her parents were neat freaks when ti came to their house. Why most of the interior was white, he didn't have a fucking clue. When they arrived at the place, Jet was knocking on the door. "Well isn't it my favorite vampire. Come on dude, as long as she knows you're coming you can just go on it" Zander laughed and shouted Julia's name before opening the door, seeing that the majority of the girls were present in the house. "Damn, breakfast smells good today"[/SIZE]



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Dakota Miller


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Dakota didn't even remember how he got home last night, or even falling asleep, for that matter. He woke up with a heavy groan, feeling sick to his stomach as he peered his eyes open. The curtains had been left open last night, so the sun blared in his eyes the second he opened them, groaning some more and lying down a few more minutes before even trying to get up. When he did, the first thing he did was lean over the bed to get to his nightstand, pulling out the drawer and digging through the contents. He pushed away some 'love gloves,' as he dug for the Aleve he always kept in the drawer; he needed it quite often,, he sighed when he found it and twisting the bottle open. He put two caplets under his tongue, standing up and leaning against the wall for a second so he wouldn't walk while dizzy and end up, like, falling or something. He felt like absolute shit, as he usually did after nights like that - he wished he could throw up his insides, and probably could if he weren't so prideful, despite the fact that he was alone, at least he was pretty sure, in his house. He walked into his bathroom, put his mouth below the faucet and drank some water to swallow the pills, taking some of the water after that and splashing it on his face to wake him up some more. Though he didn't feel the best, he was mostly okay in just a few minutes.

Looking into the mirror, he noticed he was still in his swimming trunks, not even wearing a shirt, shaking his head at the thought. That means his clothes had more than likely been stolen, though it was his fault for getting to drunk to remember to grab them, his couldn't help but feel a little mad at whoever did. He hoped that somebody who'd give them back grabbed them. He didn't linger on the thought long, deciding to turn on shower so it would get hot while he grabbed a new pair of clothes from his closet, hopping inside after and taking a quick shower. He was done quickly, dressed in all of today's clothing, a simple denim shirt, jeans and his pair of Converse. He quickly combed his terrible bed-hair, throwing on his shoes once he got into the living room - he was going to attempt leaving the house without his parents knowing, which he managed to succeed in doing. His parents weren't against him leaving the house, he just didn't want to have to talk to them - they didn't happen to approve of his actions and, well, it was kind of obvious what he had done the night before. He hopped into his Cadillac, wondering who drove it home for him last night as he took a selfie of himself in the car before posting it to Twitter, letting people know he'd be at McDonald's, not even checking his notifications before he drove off to the incredible unhealthy fast food place.



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Elias Fallon
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Elias woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing with the one ringtone he absolutely dreaded hearing. The one that told him his past was back to haunt him. Sitting up, he swung his legs over the side of his bed and grabbed his phone off his nightstand. It was still pitch black outside, meaning it was still very early in the morning. He'd probably only gotten about an hour and a half of sleep, maybe two hours if he could the 30 minutes cat nap he'd gotten in his car before he drove Dominic and AJ home. He'd been woken up when the cops had stormed the party. Within ten minutes, half his group-including his brother--was in handcuffs. But Elias had it taken care of in less than half the time. It took but one call to the number currently lighting up his phone screen to have the cops erasing his friends from their minds and simply arresting the other people at the party.
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Elias sighed and clicked the button to answer the call before raising the phone to his ear. "Hello, my dear Eli,"  came a deep, rough male voice. Elias felt the hair raise on the back of his neck as he heard the underlying meaning in just those four simple words. "Luca. To what do I owe the pleasure?" he said, voice steady and flat. "Oh trust me, boy, you'll find no pleasure from this call. You owe me for last night. Getting all of your friends slate's wiped clean was no easy feat and I lost some good money doing it. I want repaid, Elias. Now." Elias gulped. But he knew this wasn't a request. It was demand. "Alright. No problem. I'll meet you tonight at Back Nine. Goodbye, Luca." 
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Elias hung up the phone, resisting the urge to throw it across the room. Standing, he walked through he and Dominic's joint bathroom and opened his little brother's door. Reassured when he saw the sophomore sleepy soundly, curled up in his blankets, he shut the door and took a quick shower before dressing. Tucking his gun into his waistband, he grabbed his wallet, his phone, and his car keys before escaping into dim light of the early morning. He went to the local Bed & Breakfast first. The owners were friends of his, and loaned him money and supplies when he needed them. After spending a few hours with them and their daughters and having some breakfast, Elias made his way to the Sheriff's Department. He had some business to take care with one of the newly-promoted Detectives. When he arrived, he found said detective pouring over case files at his desk in the homicide investigation department. 
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"Kincaid," he snapped, using the man's last name. Thomas Kincaid's head snapped up so fast you'd have thought his neck was breaking. His eyes widened as he sputtered for words. "Fallon. How did you get in here without them calling the Marines in for reinforcements. Do they not know who you are?"  he asked. Elias smirked, enjoying flaunting his freedom in the man's face. Every cop in the office turned a blind eye to him as he stood there, even though he knew he was in the Top Ten of the FBI's Most Wanted list. "They know who I am, they just know better than to act against me. I have someone very high up in the criminal world protecting me. Now, you owe some people a favor and I'm here to collect. I need you to do something for me..." he said and proceeded to tell Thomas what he needed him to do. When he was done, he left the station without a backward glance and headed home just in time to see a Twitter feed notification on his phone. Opening it up, he noticed that most of the group was meeting at Julia's house for a lazy Monday. He himself had no interest in going, but he knew Dom and AJ would. So he woke them up and then he and his brother picked AJ up before they drove to Julia's house. A few people were already there. As soon as they arrived, albeit unannounced, Dominic and AJ sauntered right up to the door and rapped loudly on the wood twice while Elias followed at a moderately slower pace.
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Astrid slowly sat up in Julia's bed hair all over the place and her brain being pounded by a jackhammer. She remembered being at the party, havng a drinking competition with the boys in the kitchen and kicking  Max's ass. She didn't expect to be that hungover but then again she did have more than a few drinks last night. Looking to her left she saw that Julia wasn't next to her and that Winter wasn't in the room either. Slowly getting out of the bed, Astrid trudged to the bathroom to at least make herself look presentable. She grabbed an unopened packed tooth brush that Julia kept stored in one of her baskets then began brushing her teeth trying to get the awful smell of alcohol and bad breath out of her system while tweeting with her friends. She then splashed some warm water to wake herself up even more then started to fix her hair. 
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Looking a whole lot better than when she entered, she fluffed her hair up then walked over the Julia's closet picking out something simple yet cute to wear. Today she was in no way ready to think of an outfit to put together, she didn't have the effort nor the energy and her head was still hurting. Finding something simple she threw the outfit on and checked herself in the mirror to see if it looked good on her then exited the room.
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Walking down the stairs, she saw Ester enter and be as loud as ever which Astrid was not in the mood for at all. Closing her eyes feeling her headache become worse she began to talk.
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"Shut the fuck up Ester!! It is too early to be talking like this and you are making my headache worse..."
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She opened her eyes sending the ditzy overenergetic girl a glare. She took a deep breath then counted to three in her mind before walking to the kitchen where Julia was at. 
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Sitting at the bar area, she groaned and placed her head in her arms trying to find a comfortable position to calm her aching head. That was all ruined when she heard loud banging at Julia's front door. Swiftly lifting her head up, Astrid made her way over to the door and swung it open. She gave both AJ and Dominic death glares. 
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"Boys...I have a headache right now and I am not in the happiest mood...so...if you make another sound that upsets me...I will personally deal with the both of you...and it wont be pretty..."
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She left the door open and walked back over to the bar stool she was sitting on and waited for the others to show up. 
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[Starchan]

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After what seemed like forever, the girls made it back to Julia's. In her half composed state, Winter dragged herself to the bathroom, and managed to persuade Julia to run a bath for her. Her clothes were quickly shed and she stepped gingerly into the boiling water scented with jasmine. As soon as she sat down, Winter's cold blue eyes began to swell, tears pouring down her face like waterfalls. The girl looked down at her body, it was extremely bruised and bloody, which was turning the bath water a nice shade of crimson. The marks on her arms were from Max, scraping his nails down her arms as he let her down, her feet were bruised on the tops from kicking him, and when he was fumbling with her zipper; he managed to punch where her uterus was a couple times. Of all the time he beat her, this was the most brutal. Even the beating when she told him that she and Zander were having a sleepover wasn't this bad. Every night after that, Winter began to get colder and colder, resorting to more harsh drugs and drinking to mask the pain. She didn't wear shorts often because of the cuts she had made on her legs when she was in grade 6, because they still made her cry to this day. As she sat in the tub, Winter went over every memory she had; good or incredibly bad. The ones with Max however were as painful as the ones of her mother's slow death, the woman crumpling into herself. As she went through her thoughts, she wailed as loud as she could, voice raspy and face swollen. Thank god the bathroom was soundproof, because even the neighbors could have heard her. That night wasn't worth the victory; she knew that. But the fact that she stood up to her abuser, had one of her good friends become one of her best, and avoided being raped publicly; made her smile a bit. Though, she couldn't go out like this. Julia and Astrid would just be concerned, and she HAD to be the bitchiest one. So, after draining the tub, Winter wrapped herself in her bathrobe and sat down on the bathroom floor. The small girl thought about weighing herself, but it wasn't worth it. Once 15 minutes past and her swelling was gone, Winter scrubbed off her caked makeup, picked up her dirty clothes, and got ready for bed. She didn't even care about where she slept, so spooning Astrid was fine.
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This morning however, Winter felt a bit lighter. Her heart stopped fluttering, and since she didn't drink at all last night; there was no hangover! Though she felt sore, she was virtually fine aside from her injuries. She woke up earlier than the others, taking the time to hang out with herself in the normal guest bedroom she slept in. Some of her makeup was there from last time, as well as a set of comfy clothes and her monkey slippers. Winter lacked the patience to put all that shit on, she she opted from painting her face today. And putting in her contacts. And so, a dead tired Winter stood in from of the mirror, pale as ever. Her baggy sweater made her look even smaller as she was, and managed to cover up most of the bruising on her neck. She could still see the hickey from Zander on her neck, which made her crack a small smile. But the imp of a girl had to step away from the mirror or she would cry. Because this morning, she saw a free woman. Max was in jail and couldn't hurt her, and she got her revenge. Now it was time to revert back to a bitch to see everyone else. Oh god, were they going to be shocked when she walked out.
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With soft footsteps, Winter crawled down from upstairs; hearing loud voices and crashes as she made her way to greet her friends. She couldn't tell which one had noticed her first, but her first reaction was to run over to; and give Zander a big hug.
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Julia Montes

[SIZE= 12px]Julia was honestly at the point of yelling 'get the fuck out of my house you ungrateful demons' but she decided that was simply her hungover self talking. Rubbing her temples, Julia tried to stay positive and happy, which was hard as fuck with an extremely loud Esther, three boys pounding on the door, and Maisie asking if she could fucking start karaoke. Heading straight for the kitchen, Julia grabbed an empty mason jaw and placed it on the bar counter. Then she grabbed a piece of paper and quickly wrote on it before taping it to the empty jar. The sign said 'To those of you who fucking invited yourself over. Please pay for your meal or don't fucking eat anything. Thanks~'. Once her sign was in place, Julia sat next to Astrid, only to cringe when the girl when over to the door and immediately threatened the boys that were outside. Zander, Alex, and Jet had come in before them, and honestly Julia didn't know if she could handle it anymore. Turning to look at Astrid, Julia sighed again and then placed a hand on her hip and smiled slightly. "Raiding my closet now are we?"[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]Julia never really liked it when people wore her things since it bother the hell out of her, but she felt it would be okay for once. But still, looking at her clothes on Astrid's body, Julia got up and went over to the door that led to the backyard and then she pushed them open. Heading outside, Julia quickly covered her pool and then made sure that all of her breakable objects were locked safely in the shed before heading back inside, removing various things from where everyone was making themselves at home. "Friendly reminder everyone. There is no sex on the couch, in any of rooms, closets, pantries, sheds, anything. And no drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, or bongs are allowed inside of the house. If you slop on anything you will be the ones cleaning it up. If you want to smoke or whatever, do it outside. I don't want my parents coming home to a filthy ass house. Thank you~" When Julia was hungover or irritated, she could be a total bitch. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]Heading to her bedroom, Julia locked it and sighed contently, trying to convince herself that she would survive the morning. Fixing her top, Julia went back downstairs, only to see Winter giving Zander a bone crushing hug. Smiling at her friends, Julia went back to the kitchen, offering to help Maria, who didn't protest the offer of help. Normally Maria could cook for Julia's friends, but the group had grown since the last time they were all over and Maria didn't have enough time to prepare. So after drinking her coffee which the new girl had bought, Julia went to work, helping her prepare breakfast. They were going with simple coffee, tea, and juice. Then for food it was the usual works. French toast, regular toast, waffles, and a large about of fruits. Julia preferred a simple and healthy breakfast which was why she had gotten her own separate one after she woke up. She just hoped to God someone she was dying to see would show up.[/SIZE]



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OUTFIT II
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After the party was done, Graves went home to celebrate his victories. With a little time, he was already hanging out with himself, thinking of the twins; and even his ex; Winter. He knew that Zander would kill him if he knew how he was imagining Winter, but she was so fucking hot tonight. Even covered in blood and caked in dirt, he still missed her a little bit. Once he was done, he quickly cleaned up in case his little sister or dog wandered in, and managed to get his huge ass into the shower. Gray enjoyed the semi-drunken haze he was in, and knew that he'd be regretting it tomorrow; so he stood around for a bit longer. The hot water ran down his back as the rockabilly washed his hair, making him incredibly drowsy. And with that, he made his way into bed; sending Dakota a goodnight text like he did every other night, but the fuck was probably already passed out. Before sleeping, Graves watched the fight video on Facebook. He found it repulsive and was glad Max was in jail, but all he could think about was how good those ladies looked. He made a mental note to not fuck with them.
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Thank god he left a glass of water and what looked to be a horse tranquilizer on the bedside table, because his head was already pounding before he pulled it off the pillow. The lady-killer rose up from his plaid sheets, making a little nest for his dog to sit in as he walked into the room. Gray took a seat on the edge of the bed before swallowing the horse pill down, and when he was done; he carried himself to his closet. He got dressed wuickly, then checked his blinking phone. There was a message from Dakota, letting him know where he was at. It was expected, the whore was at McDonald's. So Graves jumped in his car, and while driving, tried to remain conscious. It wasn't until he parked, that he recognized the fuck who parked a little too close to him. It was Dakota.
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Dakota Miller


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So he might have been out of the lines... Just a little. The male didn't happen to notice, though, still a bit hazed from the night before. At least he didn't hit the car; the car that looked oddly familiar. Sure, if somebody was sitting in the passenger seat, they'd have a hard time getting out. He really didn't think about it at all, though, grabbing his wallet and his phone from the glove department, opening his door and stepping outside of the vehicle, shoving his keys in his pocket. He stared at the car as Gray stepped out, he hummed in thought for a second after that; no wonder the car looked so familiar. Before Gray could say something about it, Dakota feigned his believable innocence with a smile. "You came to suffer with me and my unnatural addiction? How romantic."



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RYKER JONES
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"RyRy...RyRy...RYKER, WE'RE FUCKING HUNGRY"
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The redhead let out a soft groan and nestled deeper in the pillow, ignoring the sound of Adrian's voice except to mutter "Stop swearing". Her brothers kept bitching at her and she kept ignoring them until the soft voice of Alexis peered up. "We have no food and your boyfriend won't take us anywhere either". Wait, what ?! Ryker finally lifted her face off the bed to see Jacob, standing there in all his 6'2, tattooed glory, smirking at her. He was wearing the same clothes he was last night but his hair was messed up and suspicious bruises were scattered along his neck. She gave him a weak smile and tried not to look as weird as she felt. "Huh...your girlfriend probably wonders where you are right now". Jacob shrugged, "That depends which one you're talking about". Alex and Adrian burst out laughing but Alexis just rolled her eyes. Slowly getting up and wincing at the gross pounding in her head, Ryker shot him an apologetic look. "I'm talking about them all obviously. Anyway, thanks for taking care of the rats while I was out but you can head out now". Jacob, not one to waste time, turned around and left.
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Glaring at her assembled siblings, Ryker pointed to the door. "I'm going to go take a shower and by the time I'm out, you fuckers better be ready to go eat". They all immediately chimed in with different restaurants and cafes they wanted to go to but she could care less. "We're going to McDonald's and if anyone has a problem with it, they can dig through the trash. Understood ?". Waiting until they had all answered, she dismissed them with a wave of her hand.
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After spending what seemed to be eternity in the bathroom, Ryker was ready. She walked over to Dana's Escalade and gave a sharp whistle and in less than two minutes, her siblings ran down the stairs and hopped into the car before she drove away. The drive to McDonalds was as uneventful as it could be but the familiar cars in parking lot brought a grin to her face. When Dakota came into sight, she pulled up next to him and leaned out of the window to wolf whistle at him. "Hellllooo, handsome. Where's your boyfriend". Where Dakota was, Graves was there too.
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OUTFIT II
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Just like always, Graves gave Dakota a wink as he stepped out of his car, giving her a kiss on the hood before walking up to his bestie. The taller male gave him a hug and a smile, clinging on too tight for a second so he could adjust his balance. "You fuck, you parked waaaay too close to my baby. Didn't anyone teach you to drive? And yeah, when we get married, this is all we'll be eating. Might as well suffer now." The boy laughed, taking Dakota by the shoulder; guiding him towards the Mcdoors. "So dude, I ha-" Graves tried to finish, until there was a honk and a very familar voice. He turned around to face Ryker and her siblings, and he gave a bow. "You caught us, we were going for a nice, romantic breakfast here at McDonald's. And how are you, blue crew? Why the long faces? Rykie bring you to get food poisoning?" He said, making the others smile. "And now, my favourite lesbian lover, meet us inside." He muttered, before pulling Dakota by his arm into the food food place.
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Jet Ramone-Morrissey
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     After heading inside, he watched the other teenagers interact, found his way to the mason jar that Julia placed for pay, and pulled out his wallet to put 15 of his last 45 dollars in it.


     Jet slid his wallet back into his pocket and sighed quietly, tucking himself towards his preferred spot on the outer edges of the room. He pulled out his phone and looked through Twitter, sending a quick Tweet before looking back up at those around him. People watching: it was just his thing.


     After a little waiting, he got bored, deciding to ask if Julia needed any help in the kitchen. He did enjoy cooking, after all; he was also quite good at it. Sure, he only knew how to make simple things, but he was amazing at what he could do. And so, he made his way to the kitchen and tapped at Julia's shoulder.


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Dakota Miller


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"I can barely keep my eyes open, excuse you. You don't look too lively either, I'll have you know," he shook his head and laughed at his hug. It was awkward in a way, he was leaning too much and Dakota wasn't awake enough to support that right now, so he was a bit relieved when he got off of him. He turned around when he heard the wolf whistle from Ryker, waving at the girl and her family in the car as Gray put his hand on his shoulder, answering the question for her. Dakota laughed, giving her a look that said 'right behind me.' "Looks like I'm not the only one who wants to kill themselves with the marvelous taste of McNuggets," he said with a wink. Some of the girls always told him that's how he was going to die - it's not like he could control how amazing they were, though. Like, for real. Can't a man love? He shoved his hands in the pocket of his jeans as he began walking into the building with Gray, figuring he and the others would all sit together.



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Astrid watched as Julia entered the kitchen and sat next to her. Giving her friend a small chuckle since she did in fact raid her closet without her permission. 
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"I am sorry for raiding your closet sweets but do you really expect me to exit the house in the clothes I wore yesterday? I don't think so...but don't worry I will make sure it is washed and looks the same as when I found it in your closet...I promise you that" 
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She smiled and watched as the girl went over to Maria and helped her cook. This was what she wanted, a simple breakfast with her friends. 
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She looked and saw Jet enter the kitchen and walk over to Julia and ask her if she needed help, watching them with a smile on her face, she turned to look at Winter give Zander the biggest bear hug. 
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"Where's my love at Winter? You don't love me anymore?"
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She gave a small laugh.
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(So sorry it's so short)
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[SIZE= 28px]ZANDER MOORE[/SIZE]

[SIZE= 12px]Practically as soon as Zander was in the house, Winter was hugging him. Surprised by the random ass hug, it took Zander a second to process everything, but then he hugged her back nevertheless. "Hey Winter. How ya feeling?" He asked once he pulled away from the hug, placing a hand on top of her head. Honestly with news of Winter and Astrid getting into a fight with a guy, he didn't know how to take it. Then again he felt like he was still high so everything was sort of just chill for him. But he was worried about her. Honestly he'd probably talk to her when they went out for some smokes. Running his free hand back through his hair, Zander wrapped an arm around Winter's waist. "Come on, let's go talk" He said, laughing at Julia's outburst and began to lead Winter away, smiling at Astrid. "I'm gonna borrow her" He said, not asking or anything, just informing. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]Once the pair was a distance away from everyone, Zander leaned up against the wall and shoved his hands in his pockets. "I'm not gonna force you to tell me anything Winter. Just tell me when you're ready and try to tell me when I'm drunk or high so I take it better" Smiling slightly, Zander tried to think of the best way to go about everything. Honestly he was very chill when drunk or high for some unknown reason. He was laid back when others would get wired and get into fights. Which was why the majority of his hookups were when he was higher than fuck.[/SIZE]



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Winter went to pull away from her hug with Zander to give Astrid; one of her best friends and savior; some loving, but Zander merely smiled at them and announced that he would be stealing her for now. Winter gave everyone looking at them a wink, moving her arm around her best friend's waist as well. Together they walked, grasping each other's hips until Zander stopped to lean against a wall. This happened a lot, him taking her aside to talk, him putting his hands in his pockets and standing there; acting like he was cool with everything. Winter knew every time that he was concerned about her and her well-being, and he wanted to know what the fuck happened last night. His pretty eyes captivated her, despite how bloodshot they were, and caused her to look away. As a friend, he tipped her head up and drew her closer, closing the gap between them. Now Winter was shaking, and she needed a position that she was comfortable in. So the tiny girl pulled him down, then crawled into his lap; something she rarely did. She would only sit in his lap when they made out, normally when they were high. And now; they weren't. They were having a genuine conversation; which made not only her uneasy, but him as well. She ignored this warning to talk to him when he was high, and pulled out one of the joints she was going to give to him as a present. She broke it in half on the floor beside them, then glared at him with their noses almost pointed together. "You think I'm going to tell you about the worst part of my life while you're high? We rarely have sober conversations anymore, and now I'm getting into fucking fights. Zander, why the hell were you not there last night? I wanted you around, I warned you about Max, but I CLEARLY didn't take my own advice. And today I cried in the bathtub because I'm lost now. Free, but lost and I can't do this shit without your help..." She mumbled, her lips close to his. Maybe this wasn't the right time, but her eyes were getting lost in her best friends, and without warning, she gave him a peck on the lips.
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[SIZE= 28px]ZANDER MOORE[/SIZE]

[SIZE= 12px]Zander sighed as Winter pulled him down into a sitting position and then climbed into his lap. Shifting a little, Zander tried not to really look at her. Winter's life upset him most of the time so he tried to only talk about it when he was high so he'd be able to rationally respond to it. But her sitting there, basically pouring her heart out to him, Zander had to listen. After she pecked his lips, Zander kept a poker face as he thought. "I was drugged the fuck up and had no idea what was up and what was down. I never thought you'd actually try and do anything with Max, even swipe a couple joints from him. And if you fucking told me you had a fucked up relationship with him, I would've taken care of it. So sorry if I want to have drugged up conversations with you, but recently that's the only way I can stay calm enough to deal with the shit you go through. I keep telling you to stop hanging around my crowd because you always end up getting hurt when you do. Plus, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything."[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]Smiling a bit, Zander tried to think of a rational and normal, calm thing to say. "Plus you wanted me to hangout with Esther last night so I did. I can't read between the lines, you know that. But I'm here for you so if you need help figuring out what to do, try and hangout with people outside of my group because you will only get even more lost with them. I'm just trying to look out for you" He was shit at explaining things most of the time, but honestly Zander felt he was doing pretty damn well for himself at the moment. Sure it wasn't ideal, but it was enough. Looking around, the boy ended up helping Winter back to her feet and lightly placed his hands on her shoulders. "You know I love you, so don't hesitate to ask me something. Now let's go get some food into you"[/SIZE]



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Winter's heart fluttered a bit when she kissed Zander, it was their first sober kiss, aside from her first in eighth grade with him. Despite him playing it off, Winter knew that he secretly wasn't expecting it and somewhat enjoyed it. Though, she felt bad for this situation. She always got hurt hanging out with the stoners, and most of the time; her couldn't help her. She just kept it from him, which only made problems worse. She murmured an "I'm sorry"; and an "I love you Zander", into his ear before he picked her up. He flashed her one of his goofy ass smiles that he normally gave before they led each other back into the living room, where the smells of fresh breakfast filled her nose. Only, her throat hurt so bad that she didn't think she could eat anything. Winter gave a small tug on Zander's hand before whispering in his ear. "Somehow, I don't think food's going to help me right now. Any other fucking suggestions, boo?" The blackette said that with a small smile, but her stomach was churning and her throat was on fire. Nothing except a good smoke would help today.
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Graves chuckled to himself when his phone buzzed. It was Winter, asking for a smoothie from the wonder establishment him, Dakota, and Ryker's crew were walking into. What did she think he was, her bitch? Though he felt bad for last night, so he decided that he was the one to buy her smoothie. Dakota would have to give it to her though, his hand throbbed just thinking of Winter and her body. Something else throbbed, but it was a public place with you know; CHILDREN, that they were about to walk into. Obviously, the group would sit together anyways, so Graves took it upon himself to usher the family in, holding the door for Ryker and her siblings. He was about to shut it on Koda, but laughed at his glare. The male bowed, tipping an imaginary hat on his head. "After you, milady."
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While the others were ushered to a table, Graves pulled out his wallet and gave a sour face to Dakota before going and ordering his meal, as well as Winter's smoothie. Medium mango pineapple, what she always ordered instead of food when they went out to eat after school. He paid for the drinks and his burger, returning to the table with a smirk. "So, I've got food, which one of you fuckers is up next?"
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