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Verloren · by **Verloren** on Tue Jun 07, 2011 3:27 pm

In Character
The story begins..

NOTES;; Please absolutely no OOC here.
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OOC ;; Character Sheets

Belle

English
Creative Writing
Science
First Lunch
Algebra 2
Health
History

Adam

English
Free Period
Science
First Lunch
AP Social Studies
Calculus
Tech Apps

Ella

Algebra II
Creative Writing
Science
First Lunch
AP Social Studies
English
Free Period

Peter

History
Biology
English
Swimming
Second Lunch
Calculus
Weight Training

Kayla

Art
History
English
Science
Second Lunch
German
Algebra II

William

Teacher's Aid
Biology
English
First Lunch
Free Period
Calculus
History

Ariel

English
Biology
Choir
Swimming
Second Lunch
History
Algebra II

Eric

English
Biology
History
First Lunch
Algebra II
Health
Wood Shop

Mulan

English
Biology
Geometry
First Lunch
AP Social Studies
Health
Weight Training

Shang

English
Biology
History
Swimming
Second Lunch
Calculus
Weight Training

Jasmine

Science
History
Geometry
Theatre
Second Lunch
English
Free Period

Selah

Science
Algebra II
English
Theatre
Second Lunch
History
Wood Shop

Matoaka

Art
Creative Writing
English
First Lunch
AP Social Studies
Calculus
Science

John

Science
Spanish
Geometry
English
Second Lunch
History
Wood Shop

Aurora

Science
History
Choir
Theatre
Second Lunch
English
Algebra II

Philip

English
Spanish
Home Ect.
Science
Second Lunch
Calculus
History

Giselle

Science
Creative Writing
Choir
First Lunch
Algebra II
English
History

Robert

Psycology
Biology
Geometry
Swimming
Second Lunch
English
History

Anastasia

English
Biology
History
Swimming
Second Lunch
Calculus
Weight Training

Dimitri

Tiana

English
Biology
Home Ect.
First Lunch
Science
French
Algebra II

Naveen

Psycology
Biology
Geometry
First Lunch
Algebra II
History
Free Period

Verloren · by **Verloren** on Tue Jun 07, 2011 9:10 pm

Ariel

Ariel's eyes flashed towards the mirror as she looked her form up and down, slowly. The party dress she had on was sexy, yet elegant and her fire red hair was flaring around her face in beautiful curls. She looked ready for a party, and a smirk spread across her face. "I can't believe I'm going to be a senior tomorrow.." she said to herself, as she bent down to put on her shoes. light blue flats to match the dress she had on. A pair of pretty white heels sat next to them, and she sighed a little. Yes, they were pretty, but not right for sneaking out and going to a neighborhood party. Even if it was being thrown by "Peter the Prince". As she stood, her eyes wandered over the clock and she took in a deep breath. 11:01
She slipped into her robe quickly and sneaking into the hall. Her parents light was off, and she could hear the faint sound of deep breathing. They were definitely out. Her purse was stuffed with clothes for the next day, and her eyes were bright with excitement. She ran back to her room, making sure to keep her steps quiet and threw her robe onto her bed. In the next few minutes, she was pushing her car out the driveway and down the road a little to where she could start it without startling her parents. Once she had hopped into the drivers seat and started her up, she pulled out her phone and typed a quick message to Belle.

You have to come to the party with me. I need you. I'll be to the corner in ten, meet me?

Sneaking out wasn't all that unusual for Ariel, and she always went to Belle's house afterward so she didn't have to try and sneak back in. She usually just told her parents the age old excuse that she had gone to Belle's early in the morning to get ready for school with her when they noticed the missing car at 5 in the morning. After flipping through her contacts quickly, she decided she had to send off one more text before starting her car and heading off.

You're gonna be at the party, right?

Her heart fluttered as she watched the message send off to Dimitri and she giggled a bit. With him, maybe she wouldn't need a relationship.. She thought to herself the whole way there the freedom of being with a boy like him. She could focus on school on week days and just hook up with him on weekends, right? Her head was spinning with thoughts of him and Eric as she continued down the road, hoping Belle would be at the corner when she arrived.

Adam

Adam's eyes were traveling across the page of a book when his clock sounded, stating that 11 PM had arrived. A sigh passed through his lips when he remembered seeing the event on Facebook. "Party at Prince Peter's" he had considered going. Knowing that Belle would be there, but then had thought better. It was Peter's party, at Peter's house. Peter was Adam only enemy. The only person that had been able to get under his skin enough to actually cause a real negative emotional reaction within the boy. He pulled out his phone and flipped through his ten contacts. A few people he hadn't talked to him a long time, his parents, and his three cousins. It was sad, really, the lack of people that Adam had in his life. It was even sadder looking at his Facebook page; he had seven friends, and only three of which ever posted anything on his wall. His mom, his dad, and his little sister.
"Might as well just go to sleep.." he said to himself softly before rolling over in bed and taking a deep breath. Tomorrow was the start of senior year. Tomorrow would be the start of a whole new life for Adam. He was determined it would.

Robert

Robert was standing in front of his body length mirror. His clothes from that day were still on and eleven had just rolled around. Now, the only question was whether or not to go to the party being hosted by Peter. Everyone who was going into senior year had been invited; but those who weren't wanted knew better than to show up. He sighed a little, wondering was Ana was doing, and deciding that if she was going he might as well.

Hello beautiful, are you going to Peter's party?

He watched the little envelope shoot across his screen exactly seven times before the message flew off to her phone. She was probably going. Always trying to drag him out and make him have more fun. A sigh passed through his lips as he thought of their last interaction. She was begging him to go out; and he had been working
"Dammit, Ana, I'm busy" had been the last words he spoke to her before hanging up the phone. Sometimes he wondered why she put up with his uppity attitude at all. A sad look flashed across his face, and then he picked up his phone again.

Philipp. Are you going?

He hoped Philip knew what he was talking about, and if they were both going then it was just a sign. Walking back to his bed he lied back into it's softness. The only thing to do now, was wait.

Tiana

The clock was ticking on slowly as Tia washed dishes in the back. She was working the late shift, and only a few customers were out in the sitting area, enjoying the food that had been made and brought out to them. She had been planning on going to the party that was being thrown; she was just about sure that Naveen was going, and she usually did social things with him when she could. But, last minute, she'd been called in to work. "I need the money.." she mumbled to herself, rinsing dishes and tossing them into the commercial dishwasher that sat near the sink. "Just a few more hours.." she said, softly, as she dried her hands and headed back out into the main area; looking to see if any customers were in need of assistance. It looked to be pretty dead, the few people there reading and eating. She took the few moments of down time to call her mother. "I don't know when I'll be home, mom. I might get off early, depending upon how slow the night goes on.." she said into the answering machine, knowing that her mom was most likely already asleep. "I love you, and I'll see you tomorrow. If not before I go to school, before I go to work." Hanging up the phone she wandered back to the front, sitting down behind the little counter and staring absently at the door; waiting for more customers.

Peter

Peter's house was quiet as he hurried around, putting music in and looking around. Beer and chasers were spread all around the kitchen; he could thank his uncle for all of that. The whole house looked like a party zone. His father had gone off on a trip, to see his wife no doubt, and the words he said were still ringing in Peter's ears "I'm trusting you to be responsible, Pete. Keep things in order and take care of Julian". Peter smirked at himself as he passed by a mirror. He was one of the most popular guys in school, and he had the house all to himself, how was he expected not to throw a party. Julian had gone off to a friends house hours ago, and would be there for the next few days; Peter would have the house all to himself for three days and who knew what he was going to do. Whipping out his phone, he sent off a text to his main girl, Kayla.

Hey foxy lady; I hope you're here a little bit early. I miss you to bits! Lets get this party started(;

He sent off the text and then threw out a couple bags of chips, not even worrying about putting them in bowls. The hoard of teens weren't gonna care if they were eating out of bags or bowls after they got a little alcohol into their system. The clock on the wall chimed eleven times and Peter jumped up excitedly. People would be showing up anytime.

He picked his phone up off the table where he'd left it and quickly punched in John's number. It rang and rang, and then went to voice mail. Snapping his phone shut audibly, Peter typed out a quick text.

John, you better not be sleeping. The only excuse you have for not answering is if you're driving your ass over here. Love ya, bro

Slipping his phone into his pocket, Peter walked toward the mirror and looked at himself. His insecurities were starting to flare and he bit his lip a little. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a white button up shirt that of which most of the buttons had been neglected. His hair was just down in it's normal messy fashion and he smelled of chocolate Axe.

"God I hope someone shows up soon.." he said softly to himself as he bit his lip, pulling his phone out, looking down at it, and sighing. Neither Kayla nor John had responded yet. "I hope Belle comes.." he whispered to himself, before putting on his confident smile. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

Jeffrey! · by **Jeffrey!** on Wed Jun 08, 2011 11:49 am

Selah

To put it simply, Selah was bored. He knew all about the party that was going on, he checked the clock, fairly soon and it sounded like a pretty good idea to him. He smiled and grabbed his phone, intending to send a text on over to Dmitri.

You going to the party?

He pretty much knew the answer already, but he wanted to make sure that if he was going, his best friend would be there to make sure he wouldn't get himself killed. It was probably harder than Dmitri made it look, Selah was a pretty careless guy. He rolled over to his door and headed out of his tiny room, though he didn't much mind the size...Well, it was a little small when he had to share the bed, admittedly, but hey, it didn't really matter: he'd be out of there by the end of the year. Honestly the only reason he was still living at home was for his mother's sake, though he doubted she'd even notice if he left....

He shook his head, pushing those thoughts out of it for the moment as he sat down on the couch and started to think about whether or not he actually wanted to go to this party, because if he did he'd have to get dressed in his "party clothes" and start walking then. Sometimes he hated not having a car. He smirked, "I could always ask Dmitri to give me a lift." Yeah, because that would work out so well. He shook his head and chuckled to himself as he got up off the couch and headed back up to his room. Yeah, he'd go, for a while, anyway. It was bound to be kinda fun at least, right? Right.

And if it was boring then maybe he could just make things a tad bit more interesting.

Philip

Philip sighed as he sat at his desk, dressed for a party but still not sure if he was going yet. His brother, Sam, rolled his eyes and smacked him in the back of the head, "Come on, Philip! It'll be fun, let's just go." He looked over to his twin brother and sighed, which got Sam to ask him, "What is wrong with you lately? I mean, I know the Aurora thing has got you down, but you're acting like a baby."

He rolled his eyes, "I just don't know if any of my friends will be there, I'm not as popular as you are, Sam." That comment made his twin smile before he left the room. Sometimes having a twin wasn't much fun. Philip jumped slightly as his phone started to vibrate around on the desk. He picked it up and checked the message, from Robert. He thought about it for a minute and smiled, if Robert was going, then he'd go.

I'm debating. Sam wants me to, and if you are then I'll go.

He knew that Robert would probably understand that line of thinking, not wanting to go somewhere and have nothing to do, besides, Philip really wasn't much of a party person, sure he'd been to a few, but he almost never had much fun. Maybe that would be different this time. He stood up and put his phone and stepped out the door of the bedroom he shared with his brother. "Sam," He called out quietly, not wanting to wake up their parents, "Are we going or not?"

He heard a soft chuckled from his brother before the other boy said, "Yeah, I knew you'd come around. Let's go, I've got us a ride."

A ride?

Turns out, they were riding to the party with Sam's girlfriend Lisa. Philip didn't really like Lisa much, but he tolerated her...For the most part. At least she had a car, something both Moore boys lacked.

Mulan

Mulan was pouting, she had been planning on going to the party, seeing her friends, and sadly her father had found out about it, and forbade her to go. It wasn't fair because now she had to pretend to be upset about it until her parents finally went to sleep so she could sneak out and go to the party anyway. She'd promised that she would be there, she couldn't just not go all the sudden.

As soon as she heard her parent's door close, she jumped out of her bed and started to get ready for the party: a pair of white skinny jeans and a nicer than usual purple top her mother had made her buy would do for sure. She traded her Chucks for a pair of black flats (she didn't own a single pair of heels) and brushed her hair so it looked nice. She smiled at herself in the mirror and quietly snuck out of her room, her parents were already asleep, it didn't take them long. Her mother was a heavy sleeper, nothing short of the end of the world could wake that woman up...She snored, too and because of that, her father wore earplugs, which was beneficial to Mulan sneaking out once and a while.

So she was actually able to start her car from the driveway and drive off towards the party. Ah, freedom, it was a wonderful thing, really.

William

William was doing something a little different, playing guitar in a pair of black gym shorts and a blue tee, his jammies. He was actually working on writing a song, and was having trouble deciding if he wanted to use a C, Em or A2 cord. He liked the way they all sounded but went with the Em in the end. He stuck his pick in the mouth and started jotting down the music on a piece of paper, he had run out of music paper so he'd ended up using peices of his little sister's construction paper and had drawn the staff lines on it.

His mother knocked on the door before opening it, "Davi! Why in the world are ya still awake, boy?"

He smiled sheepishly and pulled the pick from between his teeth, "Sorry, Mama, I couldn't sleep."

"Ya couldn't sleep? What kinda excuse is that, Davi?" She asked as she placed her hands on her hips.

He chuckled, "Sorry, Mama. I'll get to sleep...But c'n I please jus' finish up this song first?" She raised her eyebrow, "Please! I'm jus' doin' the music tanight! The lyrics c'n wait 'till tomorra!"

She smiled, "Okay, okay! Ju's get to bed as soon as ya finish so you and David can get some sleep."

William nodded, "Yes ma'am!"

She smiled, "Night, son. David'll be home 'fore long."

He smiled, "Night, Mama. Love ya."

The woman looked like her heart had just melted from the fact that her teenaged son would still tell her he loved her, "Love you, Davi."

Then he got back to work on his song for a while and once he was done he frowned, where was David? It was about then that his brother, a year older but they'd always been in the same class, walked in the room, "My friends're buggin' me 'bout goin' to Peter's party, Davi." He flopped down on his bed, "I told 'em I'd only go if you would." He grinned as he said that, letting his little brother know he didn't actually want to go.

William shook his head, "Well tha's a sure way ta not be goin'." He walked over to flip out the light, making sure there wasn't gonna be anything in his way walking back to his bed, it could hurt tripping and falling on the floor in this room, they had so much random crap on their floor.

Lego's Apex Predator · by **Lego's Apex Predator** on Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:52 pm

Giselle
“How do you know you love her.”

Giselle stood in front of the full length mirror on the back of her door. “Inside Out” by Britney Spears playing from her pink i-Home where her I-Pod was stationed. Her crimson hair was curled and a portion of it was held by a stylized butterfly clip. Her makeup was done in neutral tones except for the soft red of her lipstick. She was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a deep red blouse. She went over to her music and paused it. She’d grab her shoes from downstairs. She pulled on the jean jacket and made sure her hair was out of her collar. She went to grab her purse but found Pip had curled up on it fast asleep. She chuckled to herself before carefully removing Pip. She left her room turning the light off and headed down the stairs. She hung a right into the living room and found Olivia sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee.

”Amorette where do you think you are going?” Olivia asked as Giselle slid on her three inch open toed high heels.

”There is this party.” Giselle replied as she grabbed her car keys from the ring besides the door.

”I hope your mother knows.” Olivia muttered as Giselle left the house. Olivia was the SUV officer for the local police department and had an overactive imagination.
Giselle walked toward her 1970 Charger her mother called a death trap but Giselle affectionately called the charger Cathy. Giselle opened the door and slid into the driver’s seat. She started the engine and smiled at the roar it made. Kasey had helped fix it up. She buckled up and backed out of the drive. Once on the road she headed toward Peter’s house.
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Naveen
“A great big party every night.”

Naveen couldn’t help the smile on his face. He was dressed in a pair of cream slack and a yellow button-up. The cross necklaces rested in their usual place at the front of his shirt. He figured he would make a quick stop by the cemetery to say hi to his mom. Tonight was one of very few nights he didn’t spend with his mom. He grabbed his jacket and his phone before walking out of the room. He went into the living room and grabbed his keys and put on dress shoes before he left the house. His parents were asleep so he didn’t have to worry about talking to them. Before he got in the car he sent a quick text to Tiana:

You coming to the party? I’ll even pick you up.- N
Naveen put his phone into his pocket and got into his Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera. He started it and left.

He was about to swing into the cemetery when he saw his brother’s car. Naveen decided not to stop. It wouldn’t be a good thing to get caught out by Nasr. He continued to drive around town as he waited for Tiana’s answer.

Sorella · by **Sorella** on Wed Jun 08, 2011 9:00 pm

Belle

Belle had been at home and had been getting prepared for senior year. Yes it was a silly thing to do but she had quite a bit of difficulty speaking English and couldn't believe that she was getting the marks she was getting but hey as long as she got her A's right? Belle did hear about the party though it was hard not to when you had a ton of people constantly asking if you were going. Belle was already shy enough why did all these people care if she went or not? Belle wasn't sure if she wanted to go she knew Ariel wanted her to go and Ariel was her best female friend by far but it was Peter's party and because it was his that sorta made her not want to go.

By the time she got the text from Ariel she had already decided she would go. Belle was wearing a nice simple dress that went down to her knees and was in some funky colors. Belle had to take note that this was one of her more party looking dresses that people would consider great. Belle didn't really like the dress on her so she decided to change to a jean skirt, a tank top, with a quarter sleeve hoodie that cut off just after the ribs and she had it zipped up. Her tank top was a dark purple color and she had purple tights on under her skirt that went down to just above her knees. After that she had slipped on her silver heels and kept her hair down.

Belle knew Ariel would probably have been more satisfied with her wearing this then all her fancy and formal dresses and outfits she had owned. Belle would have never really worn this out but she rather not be made fun of so this was on the safer side. When she picked her phone up she sent a text back to Ariel.

"Yea sure, I'll meet ya at the corner."

Belle then walked out of her house. Her parents were out setting up this thing for the church. They were having some form of play going on for that the little kids were doing and her parents wanted to help out with it. Belle kept walking and had finally made it to the corner and just a few minutes later Ariel's car had drove up and she got in the passenger side. "Hi Ariel. I see you're happy about this party." she said smiling. She then pulled her phone out again and texted William.

"Hey, are you going to go to the party?"

She then put her phone back in her pocket and just relaxed in the seat.

Kayla

At 10pm Kayla was still at home but she was getting ready for the night. Kayla had decided on a nice and wild outfit to wear you could say. She knew how to have fun that was safe to say but did she know dangers of having all this fun? Not really. Kayla decided to wear this outfit. She found it fitting nice and lastly she took her hair and put it in a high pony tail curling the ends of it and then putting bright red lipstick on to make her lips stand out. After awhile it was getting closer to 11 by the minute. Soon she knew that Peter would be texting her about it.

Kayla quickly made it to Peter's. She had climbed up the tree in his yard, which was difficult to do in heels. By the time she climbed the tree she had to carefully go across the brand and hang onto the side of the house. Finally she reached Peter's room and crawled in the open window. She decided she'd rest a bit before she went down. Sitting in his room she heard a beep. Checking her phone she smiled seeing it was Peter.

Of course he was calling her foxy lady it just seemed to be the way Peter had worked. Kayla had also missed him as well. She waited a few minutes then silently made her way down stairs to where she knew Peter was. Sneaking up behind him she wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you too baby." She said joking and chuckled afterwards.

"You know how to throw awesome parties anyway how come you didn't call me during the last two weeks...I just about died without having you by my side!" She said half serious half joking and she smiled. "So even if no one else shows up there's still lots of the night left to party by ourselves!" Kayla said with a big grin and was now standing in front of Peter with her arms crossed.

Aurora

Aurora was just wearing a nice white knee high summer dress with no straps or nothing. She had her hair up in a messy bun and she was just busy singing while walking down the road. Aurora wasn't actually allowed to be out this late but Aurora had forgotten about it and there for she was out here and she was wearing no shoes or socks. Aurora liked to say with no shoes on because she felt more natural and free when she did so. Aurora could hear a bit of music off in the distance and wasn't sure what it was but she started to dance to it but once she noticed people watching her she stopped not sure what the people were doing. Were they planning to hurt her? No they couldn't be, look at the smile on their faces. unless they were covering up something.

Aurora coward into the bushes and sat down on the ground scared. Why were there so many people looking at her! Aurora didn't know exactly what had happened but all she knew there are people now trying to claim to be her friends and then there was Phil who had first said that he was her boyfriend. Yea right! Like a girl such as her self would ever get a guy like that. Aurora didn't honestly remember much of him. She did remember bits.

Those bits though were only helpful for her remembering a bit of their child hood to know that they were at least friends or must have been. Then there was a few others who claimed to be her friend but she swears on her life that she has never seen them before. One thing was for certain no matter what she was supposed to do she was supposed to stay away from ice. That was her father's rule. Aurora knew there was a reason behind it but she didn't know why.

It was true she didn't live with her father any more but she still somehow knew rules that her father had. Standing back up she started to walk again and then had completely zoned out in thoughts. Next thing she knew she was inside Peter's house and there was no way she knew how she got in and she didn't even remember this place. "What?" Aurora said confused and just sat down trying to take this all in. It was hard for her to do such a thing and her head was pounding just trying to process it all.

Anastasia

Anastasia wasn't sure on what to do. Sure Jasmine was there with her but what were they doing? Getting ready for the party of course the only thing they would be do on a night like this but the thing is this time Jasmine was getting ready and Anastasia was just laying down on her bed looking at the ceiling just thinking. How could she had possibly been attached to Robert? He never wanted to do anything fun, probably like tonight. There was no way that he'd go. Sometimes Anastasia just wished that she would be with someone who wanted to go out and do more things and have fun and someone who would care if their girlfriend was going to go to a party with a bunch of single soon to be possibly drunk guys. Sighing Anastasia had just heard her phone go off.

It was from Robert. Oh joy this would be fun. Last time they had made any form of conversation she had to keep asking him to go out and do something more fun but no he was too busy and somewhat seemed to have snapped at her. Anastasia honestly couldn't remember the last time they had both had fun being around each other. Sure they had a few laughs here and there but Robert was just Robert one boy she had met who hardly did anything that was fun to her.

Looking at the text she didn't really want to answer it but knew it would probably be best to do so. He did call her beautiful which was a nice thing to get that compliment in there. What could she send to him though? Anastasia didn't know at all, why did she had to be so bloody damn confused! Just then her grandmother came in. "Anastasia dear, be careful while you're out tonight and please don't drink more then one drink..Alcohol does bad things to you." Anastasia nodded. "I wont Grandma..I probably wont drink anything." Once her grandma left she took her phone again and texted Robert back.

"Hey! Yea I'm going to the party."

It wasn't much of text but it answered his question. She then stood up stretched and set her phone off to the side. "So Jasmine...What do you think I should wear? You are free to pick what I wear and how I do my hair and all that...I don't mind." Anastasia said smiling.

John

John was at home in his room. He could hear his father yelling at his elder brother and they kept fighting back and forth. Needless to say John was already having a little party of his own. His father had just finished yelling at him. He managed to steal his father's scotch while on his way to his room and was now drinking it. Zoned out he was just watching the corner of is room with a blank look on his face. John wasn't use to this verbal abuse well okay he was but this time his father had went way too far.

John didn't normally drink but this time he felt like it was his only option and knew that he could go to Peter but Peter was busy setting up his party and he knew that Kayla would be around. Taking another sip from the nearly empty bottle that had once been full. He had heard his phone ring but didn't bother to answer it not when he had his father yelling and not when he was in the state he was in. That was when his cell kept beeping saying that there was a new text waiting.

John looked at it and sheepishly grinned. Then he started to type something back.

"Heu yous.. I can't drivee I is in a spinny room!"

He sent drunk as hell. He got up and stumbled a bit then got to the stairs and braced him self down the first five steps but then the last twenty his fell and rolled down giggling then landed hard. "Ow.." He said and got up. He didn't live that far! from Peter. Soon enough John had made it to Peter's house and just stumbled in and raised his hands up. "I'm here!" He shouted in a singing voice and soon afterwards he stumbled and tripped and ended up beside Aurora on the couch. He started to play with her hair. "Pretty lady.." He mumbled.

Aulelei · by **Aulelei** on Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:14 pm

Matoaka Quintana
Pocahontas
The small blue home sat silently, as it did every night. No sound but the gentle crackling of the small fireplace that was lit, its heat filling the home as best as it could. Of course, Pocahontas' room would be at its coldest, since it was up the stairs and out of reach of the embracing warmth. She was standing infront of her long mirror, that was nailed to the back of her door, as she began to fasten the blue belt around her waist, completing the outfit she had put together. She frowned a bit as she eyed her feet, covered in flat white slip in shoes. Nothing extravagant or special. She was a bit disappointed, since she knew most of the girls there would probably be dressed in the prettiest of dresses or highest of heels, but the young native girl had never owned a pair of heels or even a dress -unless you count mumu's and oversized sun dresses. An over exaggerated sigh parted her lips, the peculiar lift of her upper lip beginning to form in to a pout. She then lifted her fingertips to touch her cheeks, analyzing her reflection. Brown, with no makeup. The only time she ever wore makeup, was when she was around Giselle or Aurora, but when alone, she didn't find the interest for it. Looking away, she walked over to her bedroom window, and pulled it upwards, the wind swaying in quickly, her curtains beating and fluttering against the wind. The breeze felt nice, but at the same time caused small goosebumps to fill her arms. Before she stepped out, the guilty conscience gave one last try to convince the girl to stay home. After all, she was going behind her fathers back and that was something she had never liked doing. Truth was, she didn't want to go to this party, but she refused to stay home and be apart of another argument about 'life choices'. She shook the thought, and instead, heaved up her bravery and as she did so the adrenaline began to rush. She was out of the window, closing it quietly behind her, and with careful movements, her feet carried her down the shingles of the roof and to the side of the house. She was down the side of the house wasting no time, and walked quietly towards her bike. She was sure this wouldn't really be showing up in style, but she had no other way.

"Where are you going, Matoaka." the voice called out, more of a statement than a question.

She looked quickly over her shoulder, staring up at Kocoum as he approached from the back of her house. His face, a look she hated the most. So controlling, over bearing and just always there when she didn't want him to be. She rolled her eyes and looked away, walking past him to grab a hold of her bike and began to trail it towards the front of her house.

"Matoaka I'm talking to you." he said, a bit louder than before, which caused her to turn quickly on her heels and stop in her tracks.

He grabbed a hold of her wrist, tugging at her gently and with force she pulled away.

"I don't need you in my business Kocoum, but if you have to know I'm just going for a bike ride. What.. going to run and tell my father?" she hissed, narrowing her eyes as she pulled her arm back to her side and looked away, beginning to mount her bike, "-and keep your voice down, people do sleep."

"I'm leaving tonight. I had came to tell you goodbye. But I guess you have other things on your mind." he replied, disappointment filling his voice.

Her heart instantly sunk, and she did indeed feel bad for being so stubborn towards him, when all he ever wanted to do was care for her. But truth was, Pocahontas didn't want someone to care for her. She could care for herself. Her foot felt stuck to the earth, and she was going to turn and apologize but he was right about one thing, she was much too stubborn. She pushed her foot off the ground, and placed it against the pedal.

"Goodbye." she said, before beginning to pedal out of the yard and turning the corner.

She hated herself, when it came to Kocoum. She felt she always had to act so resistance and stubborn when around him, because he would never take no for an answer. He brought out the worse of her in most ways, but to her father he was the perfect 'candidate'. She bit her lip at the thought of her father, and all the problems they had been having lately. She loved him dearly, but the wishes he had for her weren't what she had in mind for her own self. She blinked, pushing back the tears that wanted to fill her eyes, allowing the brisk air to sting against her skin as she pedaled faster and faster, cutting the corners swiftly. She maintained her balance, and as she came to a small hill, the daring girl released her grip from her handle bars, letting her arms flare out. It brought loud laughter, and once at the end of the hill, she nearly lost control but gained it back. She looked up, seeing Peters house and from a distance, she noticed Giselles car.

She came to a hault on her bike just infront of Peter's house, and lifted her arm to give a wave towards Giselle, who was pulling up. She was a bit relieved that she was here, now feeling a bit easy about the situation. This was actually her first party.

Jasmine 'Atikah Najjar
Princess Jasmine
The beating sound of her hairbrush echoed through the bathroom, as Jasmine rocked back and forth to the song blaring through her headphones. She was already dressed but was now only missing her heels and an idea of what exactly to do with her hair. She hadn't been Anastasia's room for a couple of minutes because she decided to use the large mirror in the bathroom to apply her makeup and hopefully fix her hair. Half of the task was complete. With a wide smile, she pranced out of the bathroom and began to dance down the hall, humming and half-singing the words to the song. She spotted Anastasia's grandmother, closing the bedroom door and beginning to walk in her direction. The woman mouthed something, but Jasmine was much too in to her song to remove the headphones, so she only pretended to know what she was saying.

"Take care of Jasmine. You won't be drinking now will you?" the elderly woman asked with a concern expression.

Jasmine nodded, assuming the question or statement was one of those 'be safe take care of my princess' kind.

"Yes! I will!" she said, sure she might have been shouting as she nodded past her, continuing to dance her way in to Anastasias room, closing the door behind her. She removed her headphones and unplugged her ipod, hooking it up to the speakers in the room. She had walked in, just to hear Anastasia's question and offer to use her as a doll. Jasmine was in love with making Anastasia over, since she always felt she had the most delicate of features, and her fair skin was something she envied the most. But of course, Jasmine would never show she was even a tad bit jealous or envious. Now that would be against the Queen B Code of Conduct. She turned up the volume just a bit, and turned to look to Anastasia as she stood there, and placed a hand to her lips with a curious expression.

"Well, you could always wear one of the extra dresses I bought!" she paused, thinking again, "Well you can actually have it since I won't be wearing it if you wear it."

How prissy. Of course the Princess would never wear anything someone else was seen in. Jasmine had to always be original, and because of that you hardly would catch the girl in an outfit more than once. She pranced over to Anastasias' closet where she hung up her clothes and reached for a pretty red dress she had planned on wearing, but changed her mind last minute. She turned in Anastasias direction, prancing over to her and holding the dress against her frame.

"'Kay, already know what you're going to say. Red isn't your color or you think red is too uh.. 'sleezy'. But hey, can't knock it till you try it! Plus I think it would look great with those cool black pumps you have, and maybe a little black clutch and diamond earrings?" she said, insisting as she began to pout her lips and jump excitedly, "C'monnnn Anyaaa!! Plus a guy can't resist a girl in a red dress. Trust me." she smiled, rolling her eyes as she thought back on her experience, before setting the dress on to the bed and pushing Anastasia down to sit on the edge of her bed, "As for make-up, I got you covered." she winked, reaching over to the dresser for her make-up box..

Minutes passed and she was finally done, leaving Anastasia's face simply flawless. The girl was already beautiful, so the make up wasn't heavy. Some smokey eyeliner, bit of mascara and silver eyeshadow just to contrast the black. Of course, a bit of blush but not much and a tab of lip gloss. Jasmine looked down with accomplishment, closing up her box and stepping back.

"Now, get in to that dress so we can get out of here! Your truck or my car?" she asked, turning to walk to the mirror and begin to fix her own hair.

She had to admit, she was excited. For more than one reason. Boys, yeah, but free drinks? Thats all she really needed. Jasmine wasn't a heavy drinker at all, but she did enjoy the feeling of getting 'buzzed'. She smiled at her reflection, before blowing a kiss to herself, continuing to brush and tame her curls.

Shang Michael Huang
This is a Mans World
Shang had already been on his way to Peters house, speeding down the empty residential streets as quickly as he could, not wanting to miss a thing. Though, he was pretty sure the party hadn't even started. The group of friends they both had weren't always punctual, and he was sure there were friends of friends who were taking their sweet time. But he didn't mind, as long as he got his chance to kick back and relax with the boys and enjoy a drink or two.. or three. A smirk spread across his lips, as he reached a stop sign, and took a moment to reach over to the passenger seat, and release a can of beer from its plastic hold. He cracked it open, and drank deeply, releasing a heavy sigh after swallowing. He finished off the bear, crushing the middle of the can with his hand and tossing it to the floor of the passenger side, before pulling off again. He was nearing Peters house, until he slammed on the brakes quickly once a small Volkswagon car hit the corner. If it wasn't for quick reflexes, he was sure enough he would have hit the car. He grunted, slamming his fist on to his horn. The car was heading in the same direction as him, and not wanting to wait for the car to speed off, he swirved infront of it, continue on to Peters house which was a block away.

He rolled his eyes and brushed off the situation, pulling up near the house and parking just across from it. He eased out the car, cases of bear in his arms and with a push of his knee, his door shut behind him. He looked up to the girl across the street who was waving to a car approaching, and then he turned his gaze to the same stupid aqua colored Volkswagon pulling up. He groaned, watching as it didn't pass, but was pondering where to park.

"Great." he mumbled, beginning to walk across the street and up to the house, passing both cars and the girl on the bike, heading straight for the door. Just as he barged through the door, he viewed John who obviously started the party without them, Kayle and Peter and a girl who knew to be Aurora, who seemed a bit.. confused. He rose an eyebrow, leaving the door open behind him for anyone else who was coming in after him.

"Looks like the gang is all here." he commented sarcasticly, though a playful smile was seen as he walked to the table to set down the extra beers, "Dude what crazies did you invite.. somebody in bucket damn near ruined my front end."

Lie, since it was naturally his own fault. But of course, why take the blame.

Eric Jasper Michaels
Under the Sea
Eric has been in his bed for the most part of his afternoon, not really having a desire to go out or even spend time at Peter's party. For some reason, he just felt out of it. He was laying on his back facing the ceiling, his right hand tossing his football in to the air, and catching it as it came down. He continued, until the football eventually fumbled and laziness took over, not wanting to get up to fetch the ball. He closed his eyes, his hands falling to his side as he was just about to drift off to sleep, until Ariel came to mind. He couldn't shake her all day, and it seemed like there was no way to fulfill his desire of wanting to see her. She was having one of her 'days' and he hadn't spoke to her, except when she asked if he was going to night. He wasn't. Truth was, he just wanted to give her her own space and he trusted her. Why wouldn't he? Plus she would be with Peter and few of his friends, so he was sure she wouldn't do anything stupid. Then again, there was the thought that came to mind, not knowing how she would react to alcohol being around. He opened his eyes, and reached for his phone, beginning to go through his contacts. He thought of who to text, just to strike a conversation but he knew most of them were at the party. He then saw Adam's name, and he shrugged.

"Oh what the hell." he mumbled, opening a new message to send.

Yo man! how u been? goin to the party tonight?

He sent the text, knowing the answer to the question already, but he needed to find a way to start a conversation without appearing as if he had nothing better to do. He sighed, setting the phone on to his chest to wait for a reply.

Imagine That! · by **Imagine That!** on Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:50 am

Ella Grace Tremaine

Ella had had enough. Absolutely enough.

For the last couple of days, the talk of the almost-seniors had been "Peter The Prince"'s party. To be brutally honest, the blonde wasn't really all that interested in parties; they just weren't her scene, unlike most of the girls at her school. But, it hadn't just been all over facebook. No, it had been all around her work place, the main topic of gossip, and also from the loud, over-makeuped faces of her twin stepsisters. Bruiana and Stacia. Why anyone would invite those two lummoxes to a party, she'd never know. They probably weren't even invited, actually; they liked to gatecrash a lot. A small giggle escaped her mouth as she imagined her sisters being chucked out of Peter's house, thrown onto the grass in their too-short minidress's.

Besides, even if Ella wanted to go, she wouldn't be able to. Her stepmother hated her going out to social events, and it was rare that she ever ventured further than between her home, her school and her workplace. Ella climbed off of her double bed in the roof bedroom that she had been exiled to in the house, and walked over to the floor length mirror. Look at me.. She thought, gazing at her petite figure in the mirror, her comfy pyjama bottoms and the grey tank top donning her body. Her blonde locks were pulled up into a messy ponytail, and her make-up from the days work was a little smudged. I wouldn't fit in at that sort of party.... would I? She pondered, a small sigh escaping her lips. Probably not.

The girls from her school scanned through her mind extremely quickly as she stood there; all of them being stunning in looks, and with the guys, again looking like they belong out of some sort of fashion magazine. Especially that bloody Peter boy. Everyone knew the reason that he was having a party, how could they not? He had been trying to chase down Belle for as long as anybody could remember; he was always lusting after that brunette girl. "That boy needs to lower his standards a bit. If he hasn't got her now, he never will." The Irish twang in her voice split the silence in the hair, and she giggled to herself a little, talking aloud to herself being something not uncommon for the blonde. Still laughing quietly, Ella turned back around and looked at her wardrobe, frowning at it for a moment.

You could go, you know.
Yes, but what could I wear?
Well go and look in that wardrobe and see!
I could... but then again, what about my stepmother? She won't let me go.
You can sneak out...
I'd never do that...
You could try.....

With a smirk on her face, a confirmation of what her mind had been telling her, Ella walked over to the wardrobe and flung it open, taking out the only party dress that she owned, which had taken her weeks to save up for and changing into it. After making sure that her mother's locket was clipped tightly around her neck, Ella silently climbed out of the roof doors, onto the roof of the farm house. She jumped across the tiny gap to the roof of the barn, and then climbed down the ladder that led to the field.

Ella ran as fast as she could, climbing into her small KA at lightning speed before then speeding off, not turning back to see if the light had been switched on in her mother's bedroom. She sped towards The Hop, the best diner in the town, which had once belonged to her father, now taking over by her horrid stepmother. Within a few minutes, she had covered the short journey to the diner, and swung through the doors, noticing who she had came for sitting behind the counter. She couldn't help but smile as she walked over to Tiana, who looked bored out of her mind, and after pushing one of her now free-flowing wavy blonde locks away from her face, she said:

"Tia Jenks. You better get your party mood into swing; I'm hijacking you."

That One Guy · by **That One Guy** on Fri Jun 10, 2011 2:05 pm

Dmitri
"Can you please her like I can?"

Dear sweet God, did this many people know his phone number? He flipped through his messages, all unrecognizable numbers according to him and his phone. You see, Dmitri gave out his number frequently enough, but whenever a girl gave him her number, he never bothered entering it in. The only number he had as a contact was Saleh. And so it had been thus since the dawn of time, giving every girl the impression that she was special, and in reality none of them were. But back to his mirade of messages, what should he do with them? Luckily there is a simple answer to every complex question, this answer came in form of a mass text. Since they all were from girls, to inquire his whereabouts for the party, he'd give them all the same answer.

"Course I'm going toots, you'd better be there too. Can't go without seeing a beautiful face you know ;3.", and send.

Dmitri smirked and leaned back in his car, quite satisfied with his killing of multiple birds, pretty birds, with one stone. Unfortunately, he had failed to notice that he had also sent that text to Saleh, because he had not bothered to check all of the messages. Had he done so, he'd have noticed that he shouldn't send such a message to another man. Oops. But Dmitri was blissfully unaware of this, and instead kicked his car into gear, on his way to force his best friend to attend the party with him. He mentally ran through who he'd approach while the music blasted in his ears, that spunky red head was obviously interested in him, and she was certainly in the mood for naughty behavior. He wasn't suprised, given the nature of the guy she was dating, he heard she had settled for some boring sap. Guess Dmitri had to be the one to show her what real fun was like, oh the hardships, was it really left to him to be so responsible?

Dmitri pulled up to Saleh's place and honked, good thing he he had jacked this car for the night, though he'd be sure to return it by the morning.

Verloren · by **Verloren** on Sat Jun 11, 2011 5:59 pm

Ariel

A smile parted Ariel's lips as she pulled up at Belle was sitting at the corner. She'd ignored the text while she was driving, and had just figured it was Belle responding positively, obviously she had been right. "Hey, beautiful! I'm loving your outfit. And, of course I'm psyched about the party. I mean, D-" she paused for a moment and then snapped her mouth shut. Her best friend was also best friends with her boyfriend; and talking about her huge crush on Dmitri would probably not have been the smartest move. "I- It's gonna be a blast. I mean, Peter is a God at throwing ragers." she winked a little and then picked up her phone, looking at the text from Belle and then just as she was about to put it down, receiving one from Dmitri. Her heart jumped at little at the words he said and she felt a slight blush creep over her cheeks. She was feeling warm. Obviously, he was just as interested in her as she was in him. But, could she really do that to Eric?

She opened her mouth again, starting to say something to Belle and then simply letting out a sigh. Sometimes she wished she didn't have to share Belle with Eric and that she could just have her best friend without having to worry about what she said that her boyfriend shouldn't hear. Pressing her foot down on the gas lightly she drove the short drive over to Peter's and then pulled up outside. A smile crossed her face when she saw they weren't the first ones there and she hopped out of the car. "Come on Belle!" she called over her shoulder, running into the party. Booze was all over the counters and she could see everyone just kind of hanging out. A smirk crossed her lips when she saw John on the couch playing with Aurora's hair. "Obviously he started the party early.." she said to herself, walking over and grabbing Aurora's hand. She pulled the girl off the couch without even a word to her and dragged her away from John. "Can't imagine you want that drunken creep all over you, Ror.." she said softly, using her old nickname for the girl. A pained look flashed across Ariel's face but she ignored it. She knew Aurora had little to no memory of anyone, and it hurt. Before the accident Ariel and Aurora had been close. Closer than Ariel had ever been to anyone, even Belle. "I didn't know you'd be coming. I thought.. I mean, why go to a party with a bunch of strangers?" he tone came out a little snottier than she meant and she cocked her hip out, staring Aurora down with a confused look.

Tiana

Tiana was sitting behind the counter just watching the customers when her phone buzzed. She grabbed it off the counter, hoping it was her mother calling and glanced at the screen. An audible sigh passed through her lips and she rolled her eyes a little. It was Naveen, asking if she was going to be going to the party. Dropping the phone on the counter again, she put her face in her hands and pouted. She wished she was going, but really couldn't. It was her shift after all. Another waitress was there just in case things got busy, but Tia was the one who was supposed to be getting paid.

Just then, someone walked through the door and Tiana stood to greet them, but as soon as she saw Ella's flowing hair she paused and smiled. "Hello, Ella!" as soon as she got the words out, Ella said he piece and Tiana laughed. "Oh, El.." it's my shift. You know I can't just walk out. Your... thing.. would freak out on me. I'd be fired. I mean, we both know she's not fond of my in the first place!" Tia pouted her lip out at her friend and then sunk back into the stool.

"Did I jus' hear summin' abou' a party, ladies?" the older woman spoke softly, she was the other waitress waiting around just in case something god busy, and one of the nicest women that Tiana had ever worked with.
"Yes Ma'am.." Tia's soft voice rung out, a glimmer of hope shining in her eyes.
"Well, why you still here. Why ain't you and your young frens off at this party, enjoyin' yaselves?"
"Because, it's my sh-" she was cut off as the other woman spoke, a chuckle in her voice. "Well, I'm here to cover for ya. Go have some fun, kid. Ya only live once!"
"Oh thank you!" Tia's heart leapt and she hopped off the stool, grabbing her phone and texting Naveen.

Hey, you! Of course I'm going. Pick me up at the diner, I just got off work.

"I've even got us a ride" she said to Ella before winking and walking out in the parking lot. Now, they just had to wait.

Peter

A smile covered Peter's face and he nodded to himself. Everything was as it should be. The booze all set up, bags of chips strewn around, and plenty of other food covering the entirety of his table. A sigh passed through his lips, as he started to turn around and then almost screamed as someones arms snaked around his body. "Oh, God, Kayla! Don't do that to me!" Peter laughed, delightedly as he spun around quickly and hugged her. "I know, I know, I'm so sorry. I've just been busy." he kept his arms wrapped tight around her small form a moment longer and then started to move away. "Let's take a look at you.." he said to himself before taking in a sharp breath. She was, to say the least, breath taking in her extremely short party dress. "Put some clothes on, woman. I don't want to be held responsible by your mother if you get violated here tonight!" He said, half jokingly but a little bit of seriousness in his tone. He'd seen her in less than that since she drug him around shopping with her so often, but never had she been in this little clothing when other people were going to see her too. A shot of jealousy flew through him like a spark, but he pushed it away and smiled at her happily. "Other people are gonna come, you just watch.." about the time he got those words out, a girl who looked vaguely familiar stumbled in the door looking awfully confused. "Can I help you.." he said in a soft tone as she walked over and took a seat on his couch. A sigh passed through his lips and he shrugged it off. Grabbing a beer and popping the top of off of it. "For my lady?" he winked at Kayla and passed it over to her. His arm was reaching out for another when John came stumbling through the door. "Oh, Lord.." he said to himself as he started to make his way over to his friend who also made a bee line for the couch.

"Oh. Whatever." Peter's face was flushed, but he couldn't help laugh while John played idly with the confused girls hair. "They're probably both drunk. Whatever.." he said to himself as she grabbed a beer, cracked it open, and took a long swig. Moments later, Shang came in complaining about crazy driver's a Peter laughed a little. "Well, two people are already drunk on my couch, and the party's not really even started.. So.." he trailed off. "I don't know what the hell kinda people are showing up. Fun, eh?" he laughed again and grabbed a beer off the table tossing it over to Shang. "I knew you'd want it." he said cheerfully, glancing at the door again. Ariel was walking through it this time, and a smile lit up his face. Almost anywhere Ariel was leading, Belle was sure to follow.

Robert

Robert felt his phone buzz on his chest and smiled widely when he saw it was infact from Anastasia. She was going, so he was going. He clicked his phone shut and stood, starting to put his shoes on his when his phone buzzed again. This time it was Philip saying if Robert went then he was going too.

Good, see you there then.

Robert typed out a quick reply and slipped his shoes on. Skipping down the stairs he called out to his father he would be home later and walked swiftly to his car. He loved that his father treated him with such respect that he basically let the boy do what he wanted. "You're almost a man, Robert. I can't treat you like a little boy forever"
The words echoed in his head and he started his car, driving casually over to Peter's house and parking along the street. "I can't wait until she gets here.." he said softly, knowing that she hadn't arrived already, he opted to sit in the car until she and Jasmine returned so that he could escort her in.

Adam

Adam was just feeling himself fall to sleep when his phone went off. The ringtone he hadn't heard in so long was blasting through his room, and at first the half asleep boy thought he was was hallucinating. "Who is texting me.." he said softly to himself before grabbing his phone and flipping it open. A text from Eric was in his inbox and the boy laughed at the question. Adam, The Beast, attend one of Prince Peter's parties? He thought not.

I have been doing fine, Eric. Answer me this, why exactly would I go to his party?

Eric was always trying to drag the boy out in public, but it was never going to happen. Didn't he understand that Adam was hated by almost everyone in town. He sighed heavily and buried himself back under his covers, trying once again to get some sleep.

Jeffrey! · by **Jeffrey!** on Sat Jun 11, 2011 7:37 pm

Philip

As they drove along, Philip got another text from Robert, he didn't bother replying, his friend would likely find it unnecessary anyway. So he ended up just sitting in the backseat, quietly. Lisa and Sam did enough talking for him, anyway. He actually felt very awkward every time he rode in Lisa's car, you could tell she didn't like him, at all. He didn't really get why but whatever, her loss. Once they finally made it to Peter's house, he was the first to get out of the car. He didn't look around at the cars to see if Robert was there yet or anything, he just wanted to get inside. He could try and find Robert in a few minutes...Besides, unless Anastasia was already there, Robert was probably gonna wait on her, so Philip didn't see the point in finding him.

Once inside, Philip started to scan the small crowd to see if he could find anyone he knew. A quick glance and his eyes had found Aurora. Wait-what? How did she get here? Is she even supposed to be out this late? She doesn't remember hardly anyone, so she doesn't know which guys to not even go near. Oh, god! Did she walk here? She could've been kidnapped and molested and murdered! With those thought in mind, he ran over and gave Aurora a tight hug, before pulling away and saying, "Aurora!" Then he took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, "I, uh, didn't expect to see you." He smiled, "What's up?" He was trying to push his worry aside, she was okay, that was all that mattered.

Mulan

Mulan was just rounding a corner when some idiot almost hit her. And he had the nerve to honk his horn, oh no! It only made her more mad when when he sped around her, forcing her to slam on her breaks to keep from hitting him. "That asshole!" She yelled to herself, but knew that there wasn't much she could do, whoever it was had to be a complete idiot. Upon pulling up to Peter's house she noticed that the same car that had almost killed her and she'd been driving behind for a while, saying rather unladylike things to as she had done so, was stopping at the party as well. She was able to catch a glimpse of his face as she was trying to find a place to park, "Of course it would be one of the star sportsmen in school..." She grumbled to herself. Well, he was going to get a piece of her mind, that was for sure.

After parking, she stormed up to the house and, taking just a moment to spot the asshole said, "You idiot! You could've killed me!" Then with a bit more fire in her voice she added, "And don't you even give me any shit about not knowing what I'm talking about!"

William

After just getting comfortable in bed, the nice sound of Jeremy Camp filled the boy's room. David groaned and chucked a pillow at William, obviously wanting him to make his phone stop ringing. William got out of bed and walked over (stepping and tripping over many things on his way) to where his phone was sitting, plugged into it's charger, on his desk. He read the text and couldn't help but smile, did Belle really want him to be at the party?

Sorry Belle, the party scene really isn't my thing. Too much drinking and all. But have fun, be careful and I'll see ya in the morning, okay?

He was, of course, referring to school. He fully intended to talk to the girl before either of them rushed off to their respective classes and...Another thought popped into his mind, but he decided it could wait until morning. So, setting his phone on silent this time, he put it back down and stumbled back to his bed. He could practically hear David smirking even brother the boy said, "Was that who I think it was?"

William raised his eyebrow, even though his brother wasn't likely to see it, "Belle? Yeah..."

David laughed, "Why don't you ask the girl out? Anyone else's text would'a gotten ignored."

William sighed, "Night, David." He hoped his brother would drop it.

He heard a chuckled, "Goodnight, loverboy."

Selah

His phone went off, weird. He checked it and, honestly, almost died of laughter. "Dmitri...You gotta learn to make sure you're not sending these texts to me..." He shook his head and started to think about just how he was going to respond to that one. He figured he could think about it while he walked to the party, and he heard an the sound of a car horn going off just before he opened the front door, himself. He smiled when he saw who was there and started towards the car, realized he forgot to close the door, closed and locked it, than headed back towards the car.

Getting in, he grinned at Dmitri and said, "You know, I love when you remind me you think I'm beautiful." Before leaning over to give his friend a kiss on the cheek and quickly pulling back to prepare for whatever kind of physical harm may befall him. After that was over and done with, he leaned back in the seat and said, as if just noticing, "Where'd you get the car?"

Lego's Apex Predator · by **Lego's Apex Predator** on Sun Jun 12, 2011 4:27 pm

Giselle
“How do you know you love her.”

Giselle parked and got out of the car and waved to Matoaka. She walked over to her friend.

"You know if you would have called me I would have given you a ride. Cathy may not be the most quiet thing in the world but she goes faster then a bike." Giselle said with a smile. She put her keys into her purse. She looked at her purse and shook her head. Aunt Olivia had a stun gun and a small can of pepper spray in her purse. She knew her aunt meant well but sometimes she didn't need to be looked over.

Though it must have been a reflex on Olivia's part because of the case she was working involving a girl Giselle's age. It had been why Stabler had been coming over lately. She was hoping that the case would be solved soon and Olivia could go back to not being overly worried about her wellbeing.
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Naveen
“A great big party every night.”

Naveen looked at his phone as it buzzed. He smiled as he headed toward The Hop. He was doing something his father had told him he should never do. Text and drive.

Good to know. Should be there in a few minutes. -N

Naveen put the phone down and put both hands back on the wheel. He just had to make sure his father never learned of the texting and driving. His father could be sort of anal about stuff like that. He easily took the turns necessary to pick up Tia. He had taken the drive here many a time to talk to Tia.

Sorella · by **Sorella** on Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:09 pm

Aurora

Aurora was sitting down and not long a strange boy had came stumbling in. He had made a bee line directly towards her and had plopped down exactly beside her. He then started to play with her hair and called her a pretty lady. "Who are you?" She asked confused. This boy was playing with her hair and she had not even the slightest clue of who this boy was. Soon enough though she was taken by a red headed girl. Who was she? Why did she grab her? And then why did that one boy with brown hair think she was drunk? Wait what did drunk even mean again? Aurora was so confused.

The red head had been talking for quite some time and Aurora was confused to who this was. She knew something seemed to be slightly familiar to her but she just couldn't tell what. Didn't her name start with a "G"? No that couldn't be it the letter "G" wouldn't match well with a red head. Did her name start with a "C"? No but was she getting closer to the letter that the girls name had started with or was she getting farther away. It seemed as though the red head was acting like her best friend but that couldn't be true...Philip was her best friend. Could she have more then one best friend? She wasn't sure. Why did these things have to be so damn confusing. When the red head was saying something about a party Aurora looked at her. "Party? Is that where I am? I have no clue how I got here and...I'm talking to a stranger." Aurora said almost at tears.

Just then Philip was there coming closer and she was happy for that. Just then he had hugged her tight and Aurora looked at him and was glad that there was someone here that she knew. When Philip asked what was up she looked at him and was almost at tears. "I don't know where I am, I was just walking down the street and then I ended up in here, some creep sat beside me and was playing with my hair, then another girl pulled me away, and I see something familiar about her I don't know what..and now I have no clue what's going on some guy thinks I'm drunk and I don't even remember what that is!" Aurora said as she broke down into tears.

Belle

"Awe thank you!" Belle said smiling. When Ariel started to talk and was quickly shutting her mouth as in to hide something Belle was looking at Ariel. She was hiding something from her. Something Belle wanted to know. Ariel shouldn't keep things from her best friend but it seemed as if she was. Belle still couldn't believe she was going to this party. Peter would be looking for her and she didn't want that not one bit. "I hope your right...If this party is a total waste of my time I am going to flip out." Belle said and sighed. Soon enough that was when they parked and Belle check her message from William. She had heard her phone beep and her heart had skipped a few beats. Honestly Belle had liked William and had a small crush on him.

When she saw the message she frowned. He wasn't going to come. That was a big bummer she really wanted to see William before school tomorrow. She didn't live too far away from William so they could always just walk to school tomorrow anyways. While Ariel had practically ran inside she sighed. She sometimes felt bad for Eric. Just because of his shy personality sometimes Ariel had been a little too wild at parties. What was going to happen if Eric came tonight? What if Ariel had been falling for other guys? Honestly she didn't know how well this would work out if Ariel and Eric broke up. Would she have to pick sides? If she had to pick sides she would never do it she'd just drop them both as friends and leave it as that. When Ariel had said come on before to her she didn't want to get out. She knew that Peter would be watching for her.

Peter had annoyed her so much because he had constantly been looking at her and trying to charm her in anyway he could. It was upsetting but she was much to kind to be rude to him. If Peter was nicer to Adam and wasn't such a jerk then maybe she would be give Peter a shot but that probably wasn't going to happen any time soon. Given by Peter's personality she sometimes figured all her wanted was to get into her pants but she was often confused because his personality changed so often. Belle sighed once more and she got out of the car and walked into the house seeing some people were already there.

Kayla

Kayla laughed at Peter's reaction to how she snaked her arms around him to hug him. It was quite entertaining. "Busy with what?" She questioned and raised an eyebrow smirking. Then laughed again. When he then said it was time to take a look at her she smiled brightly. When he was slightly joking about putting some clothes on she rolled her eyes. She should have picked a dress that was a little longer but this had worked. "Oh Peter we both know that if anyone was going to violate me it'd be you." She said winking and of course joking. "No but you wouldn't let it happen you wouldn't want your best friend to get hurt would you or violated would you?" She asked grinning.

"Oh soon we have to go shopping again...I have no winter or fall clothes and it's getting to be around that time. So sad to see Summer go. I can't wait until others come." No sooner has she said that people came in. First was a female, she was familiar and Kayla had to think about it for awhile to realize it had been Aurora. Poor Aurora, she probably didn't know where she was. Just then Peter had handed her a beer. "Why thank you, your such a gentlemen." She said winking back at. After she took the bottle to her lips, took a swig, that was when John walked in. Well stumbled in. He was already drunk oh gosh. "Peter...I don't think you should talk to John...He's drunk as fuck!" Kayla said and laughed at what John was doing. When Peter had been talking to Shang she had a fun idea.

She quickly finished the whole bottle of beer and grinned. She knew it didn't take much for her to get drunk because sometimes one bottle did it but not tonight which was a good thing but now if she wanted she could pretend to be drunk she was just a lot more braver and outgoing when she was drunk. She walked over and behind Peter. She wrapped her arms around him and had her chin resting on his shoulder. "Hey baby..Why'd you leave! We were having fun." She said giggling and then her arms unwrapped themselves from around him and just then she was in front of him. What she was about to do she honestly wouldn't have done but to pull it off as her being drunk she'd do it. She suddenly pressed her lips against his and kissed him and when she pulled back she was giggling and added something in a slight whisper but in a slur. "You're cute." Of course she was only acting wanting to see his reaction.

Anastasia

Anastasia watched as Jasmine went to work on picking out what she should do. Jasmine was always very helpful in that sense. Anastasia had rarely ever let Jasmine dress her up but there was times when she did have Jasmine dress her up. When Jasmine had came back holding one of her dresses next to her she sighed. "Of course you pick that one. I'll wear it for you though." Anastasia said. When she suggested what else to wear with it she just nodded. "I already have a boyfriend Jazz, why would I need to impress another guy?" She asked looking at her friend.

Anastasia let her friend put make up on her and just sat still as her friend did so. After she had finished she was told to get into the dress she took the dress and heels and sighed. "My truck would be best." She said and walked into the bathroom and got changed out of her clothes and then got into her dress that Jasmine had picked out and then she had put the heels on. Soon enough she had her hair curled and she put hair spray in her hair so it would stay in and she thought she looked like a totally different person. That was the work of Jasmine. Anastasia walked out and looked at her friend just as her phone had a cool tune playing she looked at the text message from Robert. Robert was going to be there? Alright hopefully he wouldn't act boring or point these things out she didn't care about. Anastasia just wanted to have fun with him for once and to be honest if she wasn't going to have any fun with a guy while she was at the party then she'd have to break up with him no matter how much it'd hurt him or her or both of them. Anastasia took her friends hand and walked out to her truck.

Anastasia opened the passenger side for Jasmine. Once they were both in Anastasia started her Truck and drove them to the party. Peter's house wasn't hard to find on this night. The door was just open and people would come and go and the music was blasting out of the house. She found a spot to park. "Alright Jazz we're here." She said and opened the door to the truck and got out taking her keys with her. She then walked inside noticing a few people who were already here but she didn't see Robert yet.

Aulelei · by **Aulelei** on Mon Jun 13, 2011 11:02 pm

Matoaka Quintana
Pocahontas
As Giselle began to park the car, Pocahontas kicked down her kickstand with her foot, but kept the bike balanced until she could find a spot to put it. Giselle got out of the car, and Pocahontas was more than relieved she was here. She knew it meant she had someone to stand or sit next to the entire time, and not look as much of a loner as she already was. Then again, she did know a couple of people who might be coming, but she just wasn't as close to them as she was Giselle.

"Yeah it was kind of a last minute decision. You know how my dad is.." she rolled her eyes and looked away as Giselle began to go through her purse, but turn her eyes back to assure she had seen what she seen.

"Woah! Serious?" she exclaimed, peeking her head down in to the girls purse and then shaking her head with a soft laugh, "I don't think these kind of parties get that wild."

Pocahontas attention turned to Shang, who she knew from school, making his way inside with the beer cradled in his arms.

"-Then again.. uh.." she said, raising her eyebrow and then watching as Mulan ran inside shortly after. From the front of the house, she could hear the yelling, "Sounds like the party started."

She forced a nervous smile as she looked back over to Giselle and jerked her head towards the front porch, "Lets go?"

She motioned for Giselle to follow as Pocahontas went to go and park her bike just near the side of the house, and then sluggishly make her way up the front stairs and to the front door, that was left open. Her feet were dragging, as if she was not excited or eager at all to enter the house. She was looking forward to the party, sure, but with all the things on her mind she just wasn't as in to it as she thought she would be. Walking in, she viewed the small crowd of people, most faces that could be matched up with a name. She watched from the door frame silently, until she crept in almost unnoticed. The native girl reached for her hair and pulled it over her shoulder to the front, beginning to let her fingers play with the locks of dark brown hair, that extended well past her waist. Her eyes were a bit wide, as she took in everything that was going on, but they still showed a peculiar slant that was hard to get rid of her. Her lips seemed to be pouting, her top lip much larger than the bottom, as they pursed tightly together truly not knowing if she should say Hi or just shut up and try to look pretty. Aurora, who she intended to talk to, was pulled away by Ariel, so Pocahontas didn't bother to get in the middle of their conversation. She then thought back to the number of times she visited her while she was still in the hospital, to replace withered flowers and read her traditional Apache stories.. all things she was certain she could not remember.

Pocahontas let out a sigh as she looked away, and over to Mulan who had just walked in before them, yelling in Shangs direction. Her sight quickly shifted to then the blond haired boy who was sprawled out on the couch with a dazed expression.. but joyful.. too joyful. He must have been drunk. She stared at him, curious of who he was. But then again, he was just another friend of someone elses, and besides, conversations with drunk people never end too well.

Jasmine 'Atikah Najjar
Princess Jasmine
Jasmine was continuing to mess with her hair, until she was satisfied. With a few grunts and groans, her hair was finally just the way she wanted. Her loose curls dangled freely, a bit feathered out in the front as her curled bangs gently covered her right eyes just a bit. She set the brush down on the dresser, and once Anastasia came back in to the room, her eyes lit up with excitement. She looked absolutely stunning. Hell, they both did. Anastasia grabbed a hold of her hand before she could say a word about how she looked, but the car ride there was full of 'girly' chitter chatter. Once they pulled up, Jasmine pulled down the passenger side mirror, as the mirror lights illuminated around it to give her a better view of her features. She puckered her lips as she applied a layer of lipgloss to her mouth, before tossing it back into her clutch and then fluffing the back of her hair to give it a bit more volume.

"Perfect." she said with a vain smile, opening her door and following behind Anastasia.

The music was loud.. really loud, and the conversations could hardly be heard. But, Jasmine made sure the clacking of her large pumps could be heard on the cement, as she stepped and bounced dramatically, making her way up the stairs and in to the house. Once Anastasia was completely in, Jasmine stood near her backside right in the middle of the doorframe, blocking the entrance. Anyone who wanted to get through, would simply have to wait until the diva was done viewing her surroundings. She did this often, before mingling. Just to get a feel of her environment.

Beer? Check. Music? Check but uh.. could be better.. Chips? Ew, how low budget. Could have had mini sandwiches or something.. Ugh anyway, Boys? Wow.. I expected this.. Ariel.. ARIEL..

Her thoughts were distracted once she spotted the red head girl standing with Aurora, who was being hugged by Phillip. Jasmine flipped her lip immediately as she leaned over to Anastasia, eyeing Ariel from top to bottom.

"Is this girl seriously wearing flats? Ugh she's so pathetic." she rolled her eyes as she spoke, knowing Anastasia would probably brush off the comment, since she seemed to be in a world of her own while trying to obviously find someone in the crowd.

Jasmine leaned back upright as she began to pull on the sides of dress that hugged her frame, and switched her hips lightly, but her feet remained in place. She let out a sight as she flung her hair back over her shoulders, and raised an eyebrow to the small crowd.

"I could have stayed home for this." she mumbled, continuing to keep her spot in the door frame.

Shang Michael Huang
This is a Mans World
Shang chuckled as he caught the can of beer that was tossed his way, and nodded his head in agreement. He did want the beer, he actually needed it. Shang was never the type of guy to show any hint of stress, but he did also have his own burdens weighing heavy on his shoulders. He turned to face the people who had began to walk through the door, and as he did so his finger found its way to the top of the can to crack it open. With a loud crack, he began to lift the can to his mouth but was caught off guard by the petite Asian girl who stormed through the front door, and confronted him. Actually, accused him.

"You idiot! You could've killed me!" Then with a bit more fire in her voice she added, "And don't you even give me any shit about not knowing what I'm talking about!"

Shang rose an eyebrow at the girl as a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth, pressing his lips against the can and then drinking heavily. What could have been a sip, ended up being the downing of the entire can. His neck extended as far back as it could until the beer was finished, and he moved the can away from his mouth with a satisfied sigh. He looked back to the girl as she parted his lips to speak.

"I don't know what you're talkin' about and even if I did I wouldn't care." he snapped back as his hand crushed the center of the can, bending it before he turned to toss it in the trashcan near the kitchen.

He was a bit amused, since he after all knew exactly what she was talking about, but was much to cocky to own up any mistake that was on his part. Of course, it was nothing she could do about it. Not only was she small, but she was a girl. Yeah, she was beneath him. He kept his eyes on her, as if waiting to see if the firecracker had anything else she wanted to add. He then folded his arms along his chest, and smirked.

"Finished? Or did you expect some kind of apology?" he asked, somewhat acknowledging he did know what she was talking about, but of course, not apologizing for it.

Eric Jasper Michaels
Under the Sea
Eric's phone went off and he opened the text quickly, reading it.

I have been doing fine, Eric. Answer me this, why exactly would I go to his party?

Eric blinked, and then questioned his own self, "Yeah, why would he go?"

He groaned, knowing after all it was Peter's party, and well, Peter and Adam weren't necessarily on pleasant terms. Actually, to think of it, Adam wasn't on many terms with really.. anybody. Eric sighed, feeling bad at the fact Adam wasn't befriended by many like he should of been. Eric had been able to look past what the eye can see, and found a great friend in Adam. He shrugged, and replied.

Well.. cuz you shouldnt give ah shit what anyone has to say.. i mean cmon itll be fun.. ill be there so there isnt nthin to sweat about.. ill pik u up?

He sent the text, jolting up from his bed and heading for his closet to find something to wear, almost convinced that he was just that persuasive, which he probably wasn't. Adam might refuse to go, but then Eric would just show up anyway at his house and do something obnoxious to get him out the house. While looking for something to wear, he pondered texting Ariel.. but instead.. he text his bestfriend.. Belle..

Hey! Where u hiding! havnt txt me all day. u at the party?

Imagine That! · by **Imagine That!** on Tue Jun 14, 2011 8:04 am

Ella Grace Tremaine

Ella sighed a little at Tia's depressions about not being able to escape The Hop. "Oh... I suppose..." She spoke softly, now feeling the stupidity of her actions running through her entire body. She hadn't really thought that much about how it would affect Tiana in the long run, with her job being put on the line, and she felt a little silly. However, the adrenaline of sneaking out of the house, and just the sheer excitement of being able to go to something normal in her life was still evident in her eyes, and she didn't let her sadness break that infectious smile plastered over her face.

That smile however, got even brighter, when the oldest, and one of the best waitresses of The Hop came over to the girls, that broad smile on her face obviously giving them both hope. Ella couldn't help but let a little squeal of happiness escape her lips once they had been told that they could go to the party, and that Tiana's shift would be covered, and she flung her arms around the middle-aged woman, a close friend who had always been there for her through her miserable childhood. "Thank you!" She beamed, before then letting go, so not to strangle the poor woman, and then ran outside after her friend.

"You've got a ride? Who?" Ella giggled excitedly, never actually have been to a high school party before, so obviously looking forward for what was to come tonight. "Oh, by the way Tia, you might be needing this." She said, holding out the other bag that she had in her hand. The brown paper bag held an emergency set of clothing that the girls had around each other's homes, in case a scenario like this ever occurred. "It's your 'going out bag.'" She laughed, before thrusting it into the girls arms.

"Go change, before the mysterious 'ride' gets here!"

That One Guy · by **That One Guy** on Thu Jun 16, 2011 8:29 pm

Dmitri
"Can you please her like I can?"

"No, go back and lock your door..." Dmitri sighed out, and almost as if Saleh could hear him, he turned around and locked his door. Dmitri smirked at that, a smirk that was soon whiped off his face when a pair of butish lips assaulted his cheek. In knee-jerk reaction, or rather an arm-jerk reaction, Dmitri punched Saleh's rib cage, knocking him into his seat and away from his face.

He smacked his cheek and dragged it down, as if some sort of slobber was present on his skin, "AAAWWW SALEH, c'mon man! No homo! How many times do I have to tell you that?!" Of course, this whole fiasco was Dmitri's own fault. He had sent a text calling the male next to him beautiful, which had been made apparent when Saleh had commented on how he liked to be reminded of such a thing. However for Dmitri, that didn't matter, and honestly he was bound to do it again anyway.

He was asked casually where he found the car, and to this he also had a casual answer. Kicking it into gear and doing a U turn, he answered Saleh, "Found it....in a parking lot......can't imagine what it was doing there." He smirked and snorted, in his world anything was up for grabs, and it wasn't as though he wasn't bound to return it anyway.

It was a short drive to Peter's, whoever the heck Peter was, and they were not the first ones there. Dmitri stepped out of the car and stood staring at the house momentarily, arms hanging on the car door. Dmitri actually had his sunglasses on, and couldn't see that well. But frankly he was too lazy to take them off. "I'm huntin' me some red head Saleh, don't die while I'm knicking her ok?" He lifted his glasses and gave his buddy a wink, decending into the lawn and going through the open door. Music boomed his ears upon first entry, but other than that it was kind of chill. He looked around and smiled as a blonde walked over to him. "Heeeey." Oh what was her name? "Christy."

Yes, he had gotten it right, or as was indicated from the smile that come onto her face. Before Dmitri could notice exactly that there was something inately wrong with this smile, she had slapped him across the face, hard. Dmitri now guessed that he had gotten her name wrong, ouch for her, for him it only meant a little hand print on his cheek, which would fade in moments. "Hey sweetheart, if you are going to act like a whore, expect to be treated like one." And with that he smirked and walked off, as if the girl simply didn't interest him anymore.

Verloren · by **Verloren** on Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:06 pm

Ariel

Ariel's eyes flew from Philip to Aurora and back again before she shook her head. It was obvious now that she was no longer wanted or needing in their presence. His arms wrapped tight around Aurora and completely failing to acknowledge the red head's existence "Well, sorry I bothered you.." she mumbled under her breath, feeling the anger of pain building in her a little. "Take care of her, Philip." she said in a harsh tone before turning on her heel and strutting away. She hadn't been the biggest fan of Philip since Aurora got out of the coma; mostly because he hadn't said a word about her to the girl. All he was concerned with was getting his girl friend back - like no one else still cared at all for Aurora. A sigh passed through her lips and a frown was starting to settle in on it; but soon he mood was turned right back around.

Dmitri was spotted through the crowd, brushing off some girl that was all over him. Ariel's cheeks flushed slightly and she started to make her approach; trying not to seem too obvious but definitely walking towards him. She had gotten just a few steps away from him when she tripped. Literally. Not planned, like most girls did in the movies. Her clumsiness was showing through just in the worst moment. The floor seemed to shifting beneath her feet and she fell. Right into him. Her arms outstretched as they hit his chest and she clung to his shirt for dear life, trying not to slip onto the floor and look like a total fool. "Oh.." she breathed, catching a glimpse of his to-die-for smirking lips and feeling her knees go weak beneath her. She began to collapse to the floor, but held even tighter to his shirt, leaning her face into his chest and taking in his smell. Oh, he was heavenly. Do something, Ariel! Don't just hang here like a fool! her mind was screaming at her again.

Regaining her senses, she tried to straighten, letting go of his shirt and finding herself on the floor seconds later. She glanced up at him with a sheepish grin as her face flushed. Well, that was a great entrance...

Tiana

"Oh, Ella! You're the best!" she flung her arms around her friend before grabbing the bag and hurrying off to the bathroom. She smiled softly to herself as she reached into the bag and felt silk. Her eyes widened as she pulled the beautiful dress out of her bag, just as they did everytime she laid eyes on it. It was a beautiful turquoise party dress that showed just enough without showing too much. She slipped out of her work clothes slowly and pulled the dress on, smiling as she felt the soft material against her skin. Sliding on and fitting her form perfectly. "Oh, I look good.." she said, spinning in the mirror and grinning. There was still more in the bag, black shoes and a beautiful jewelry set that had once been her Grandmother's. She put the rest of the outfit together and reveled in her appearance. It was like a complete transformation. "Now, for the final touches.." she said softly to herself, pulling the final item out of the bag. A hairbrush. She pulled her hair out of it's neat bun and began brushing through it in strokes before it fell around her face in beautiful, bouncing, wavy curls. "I'm ready.."

She strutted out of the bathroom, bag in hand carrying all of her old garments, and feeling like a completely changed girl. "Bye!" she called to the waitress that had made this night possible. She waved and grinned happily. "So, what do you think, Ella?" She winked at her friend and then shrieked, seeing Naveen's car slide into the parking lot. "Naveeeeen!" she called as she yanked open the front door and slid in. "Come on, Ella!" she called, waving her friend over before closing the door. "Aren't you psyched for this party? How do I look?" She winked over at her best friend and giggled.

After Ella entered the car, she introduced them. "Ella, this is Naveen.. And, This, is my best female friend and co worker, Ella!" She beamed back and forth between the two before bouncing excitedly in her seat. "Well, lets go!"

Peter

Peter laughed a small nervous laugh when a small Asian girl came storming in after Shang. There was angry yelling coming from her that would have most likely intimidated anyone else, but Peter watched as Shang kept his haughty air of defiance. "Damn.." Peter mumbled to himself before grabbing another beer and taking a few steps away from the scene. This was already turning out to be a very interesting party; and it had barely started.

His mind was drug away from all the drama when he felt arms work their way around his waist. Of course, it was Kayla again being her adorable self. "Kay.." he started, before listening to her whisper in his ear. The hair prickled a little on the back of his neck as confusion set in. Kayla never treated him like this, he was always the best friend. She treated him like he was gay half the time, so what was this sudden flirting? He laughed it off, his nervous shaky laugh coming out again. But, before he knew it she was in front of him, and her soft lips were warm and soft on his. Peter's head began to swim, his eyes closed and he pressed his lips back against hers for a moment, before she pulled away and whispered that he was cute. "Why'd you.." he began to whisper, leaning in towards her again for another kiss.What the hell are you doing? his mind yelled at him as he opened his eyes and took in the scene before him. He could plead temporary insanity; but he knew that he really did want to plant another one on Kayla and forget all about his plans for trying to win over Belle.

"Kayla, honey, you're drunk." he sighed deeply before closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead. As he lifted his eyes, Belle came into view. She was along and this seemed to he his best shot of talking to her; before she was surrounded by friends and other guys. He took a step in her direction, but then shifted his eyes back to Kayla, his drunk and much-too-flirty best friend. "I can't leave you alone." he breathed to himself before grabbing her hand softly and pulling her along through the crowd. "Come with me, Kay.." his voice was soft and he was tugging her along lightly until they reached Belle.

"Hi.." he said to her lightly, his usually air of flirty arrogance fading in his concern for Kayla. "You're sweet. And, I need someone to hel me take care of Kayla. She's my best friend and she got a little too drunk. Was just trying to get all over me." he laughed lightly and then glanced at her "And, that's definitely crossing the line, isn't it KayKay?" he said, mostly to Kayla. "Could you, help me keep her out of trouble? Please?" his eyes were pleading and his voice was soft. He kept glancing around, hoping no one that would see this as "being weak" was around to taint his reputation. "I don't mean to stick you with a babysitting gig when you're out trying to have a good time. I just don't know who else would do this for me without it... " he paused for a second and shook his head. He wasn't going to let her that far in. Not tonight. "I mean, I just don't know who else would be willing to get saddled with this drunk.." he whispered, his tone showing through with some annoyance.

Robert

Robert's eyes were pealed for Jasmine's cute little car. Looking around constantly knowing that his Anastasia would be coming with her best friend. "Ugh, where is she.." he said to himself softly before planting his head down on the steering wheel in a defeated motion. Moments later, he lifted his eyes to see her standing near the doorway with Jasmine. "Oh, hell!" he said to himself in frustration of missing her in those few moments his head was down. "Ana!" he called softly, leaping out of his car and taking quick strides toward the door. There were tons of other people streaming in past him and he lost her in the small forming crowd that was just now coming in to Peter's house. "Well, I guess the parties really started now.." Robert mumbled to himself, a tone of annoyance ringing through his voice. She was lost somewhere in the crowd now.

He walked through the bodies that were starting to fill Peter's living room and huffed slightly to himself. He had been trying to be the perfect boyfriend, waiting to escort her to the door. Get her drinks. Spend the whole night having fun with her and trying to show her that he wasn't a complete party pooper... But that didn't seem to be working out too well for him. His eyes spotted a girl with hair that looked a little like Anastasia's and he smiled. Walking up to the girl, he quickly snaked his arms around her waist and whispered "Hey, babe. I'm sorry. I've missed you." He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek when he finally noticed. This wasn't his girlfriend. (He just did that to Giselle, btw)

"Oh, dear" He exclaimed, mostly to himself before taking a step back. He couldn't believe his foolishness. "Uhm. Well. I'm Robert. Robert Dean Michaelson." His flushed cheeks gave away the fact that he was whole-heartedly embarrassed and he began talking again. "I'm sorry to have, erm, bothered you, miss. I'm looking for Anastasia Gordon. Do you know her?" He flashed his charming smile after regaining control of his face and tried to look as confident an charming as he could.

Adam

Adam's face flushed a little when Eric's text came in. It wasn't that Adam cared what anyone thought or had to say. He just didn't wanna see Peter was all. You know that's not true, and you're a coward. his own mind was taunting him now, great. It really was time to get some sleep.

I'm not going Eric. I'm not doing it. I will not go to that stupid prick's party! It's not that I care what anyone says, although you may think so.. I just don't want to see him all over Belle & get pissed, alright

Adam was surprised at himself. The volatile feeling of that text was definitely not something that he was used to portraying. Adam was always the shy little sweet kid that everyone picked on. He'd never gotten mean or angry owith anyone.. Especially not a friend. He sighed to himself, and put his phone up on his nightstand, and curled down into the covers. He was going to get some sleep, and ignore any other texts that came in. Or, so he kept telling himself. He pulled the blanket up tight around his head and sighed, taking in it's familiar and comforting smell. But, something was keeping him awake. A part of him wanted more than anything to sneak out with Eric, go to that part and try to be friendly with everyone. Maybe make a few more friends before the first day of senior year. Better just forget it and go to sleep he thought to himself. But, he couldn't help but glancing over at his closet longingly. Maybe, just maybe he could actually go to that party and have a good time. Maybe it would be fun. And, maybe for once it would be him all over Belle and not Peter. And, what if she flirted back? What if?

He was letting his mind get away with itself, but he liked where it was going. No. Go to sleep he scolded himself. With that, he closed his eyes and started trying to drift off into a land far away from his own

Jeffrey! · by **Jeffrey!** on Wed Jul 27, 2011 10:17 pm

Philip

Philip nodded and patted Aurora's back as she recounted everything that happened and said, "Okay, okay, you're okay. I promise I won't let anything happen to you, okay? Nothing. He brushed some of her hair out of her face and said, "And you're not drunk, but the creep that sat beside you probably was." He acknowledged Ariel's leaving with a simple nod of the head, but otherwise didn't make any move that he'd heard her, his attention was on Aurora. Though, he honestly didn't know why Ariel didn't like him much anymore, they'd gotten along okay before Aurora's coma.

Though, he quickly smiled at Aurora and said, "Hey, do you wanna leave? I can walk you home, maybe stop and get some ice cream on the way? If your aunts get mad at you for being out so late we can just say you got lost and I found you, okay? What do you say, hm?"

Mulan

Oh. My. God. Mulan could not believe this guy! Was he really going to just...Just feign innocence like that?! No, she wasn't about to let him get away with that. So, as soon as he asked her if she was finished she said, "Not quite finished yet, actually." She went to stomp on his foot, more hoping to distract him than anything, before going straight for his groin with her other foot. Then she simply turned around and walked away, finally satisfied.

The she decided that she may as well look around for someone to talk to. Her eyes caught Matoka and Giselle standing by the door and started to wave before she noticed a guy come up behind Giselle...Actually, he looked like Anastasia's boyfriend...What was his name? Robert? Maybe, didn't quite sound right, though. She sighed and settled on just listening to the music for a minute before figuring she could really use a drink. Sure, wasn't the answer to everything, but it was when you where at a party, and Mulan was defiantly at a party.

Selah

A smile graced Selah's face at his friend's words the entire ride there, he couldn't help but smile, the two were so alike in so many ways. Though, at the mention of a girl, he was reminded how different they were, too. He let out a snort and said, "Oh, please, we both know you'll be running to me when her boyfriend's trying to beat your face in." Then he, too, began to walk towards the front door of the house and attempted to enter the party. That is, if this girl hadn't been in his way. He had to admit, the back of her head was very pretty, but he wasn't about to just stand there and wait on her majesty, whoever she was, to be done.

So, he reached out and lightly tapped her on the shoulder before saying, "Hey, ah, princess. Would you mind letting me through?" He smiled at her, trying to let her know that while he was asking her, he really wasn't going to take no for an answer, he'd quite honestly move her if he had to, because a party was a party, and he intended on being there and quite possibly hurting himself, but hey, it wasn't fun unless you did something stupid.

((Oh, and for clarity, he was talking to Jasmine...You know, to be safe.))

Lego's Apex Predator · by **Lego's Apex Predator** on Wed Jul 27, 2011 10:36 pm

Giselle
“How do you know you love her.”

Giselle looked at Matoaka and shrugged.

”Still could call. We could totally have a slumber party.” Giselle said with a smile.

”It’s my aunt. You know she works SVU. She just worries I’m going to get in trouble.” Giselle said. She followed Matoaka into the house. She looked around. She hadn’t expected any of this to happen. She was always one of those quiet ones. Giselle looked at everything going on around her. She could almost see why Aunt Olivia had put those items into her purse. She had a bad feeling about this.

Giselle was shocked when a guy started talking to her.

”Giselle Slater-Speed.” She said as she introduced herself. A blush had flushed the pale skin of her cheeks lighting them up. She looked down in an attempt to avoid looking at him. She could feel a slight flutter in her chest. She looked up at the mention of Anastasia’s name.

”I know her. I haven’t seen her yet today.” Giselle said. It was the truth. She knew Anastasia but she hadn’t seen her yet today. She put her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. Her purse hitting leg.
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Naveen
“A great big party every night.”

“Nice to see you too.” Naveen said. He looked at her. He let his eyes take in the dress and how she looked in it. The dress didn’t fit her to bad at all. He wasn’t going to say much about it other then what he was about to say. She was his best friend. You don’t think of your best friend that way.

“You look fabulous as always.” He said with a smile.

“Pleasure to meet you Ella.” Naveen said. He looked at Tiana and shook his head. He was putting the car in reverse when he let his eyes look at Ella. That dress did wonders for her. He continued paying attention to the car.

“Tia excited much?” Naveen asked with a smile as he pulled out of the parking lot and turned toward Peter’s house. He wasn’t going to rev his engine but he could if he wanted too. This was a Lamborghini after all. Of course he had to be very careful with it.

Sorella · by **Sorella** on Thu Jul 28, 2011 1:57 am

Aurora

Aurora looked at Philip "I'm glad you're here other wise that guy might touch me again or someone else might talk to me! I don't like talking to people I don't know and people who I have forgotten it makes me feel bad." Aurora said wiping her tears away but only had more run down her face, one by one. When Philip asked if she wanted to be walked home or something like that and later said something about ice cream she thought about it for awhile. At least she remembered what food was and the different types that would have been horrible if she had forgotten.

After a few more minutes passed she nodded her head. "I'd love to but don't you want to stay here? You don't have to leave and take me home if you don't want to." Aurora said softly looking around the place and then trying to remember as much as she was being told before about all the different types of friends she had. She sighed because she couldn't remember at all. At least she remembered Philip.

Kayla

Kayla so badly wanted to say something at the moment Peter was about to kiss her again. She had to keep all comments and laughter and until a little bit later. As of the moment his reaction to what she had done was priceless and Kayla was thankful for being quite a good actress. Peter was so much fun to trick and hence the reason she had him as a best guy friend, he always seemed to believe her tricks but this was the first time she had ever gone as far as to kiss him.

Next when he pulled her over to Belle she was thinking Oh gosh! Please don't say any of your stupid cheesy pickup lines to her while I'm here! Please, please, please, please, pretty please don't! What he had said though had shocked her. Peter was asking for help from Belle? He seriously thought that Kayla was basically wasted. Kayla let him go on with asking for Belle's help and some what making a fool of himself but then again maybe Belle liked this fool who knew.

Kayla began laughing and smiled at Peter. "Gotcha! I'm not seriously drunk yet silly! Your reaction to when I kissed you was priceless! At least we know you aren't gay. Congrats my friend." Kayla said laughing slightly. "Oh, Petey you make me crack up." She said and finished laughing, she leaned in close to his ear and whispered "Go ahead and try to win her over buddy..You're finally alone with her..Make your god damn move before she thinks you're messed in the head." With that being said Kayla saw Robert have his arms around Giselle's waist. "Oh no he didn't. Excuse me but I need to go get this son of a cheater busted." Kayla said snapping her fingers trying to add a little fun into it and walked away.

She would have busted Robert but she didn't know where Anastasia was. What the hell?! Why did this always happen but then she remembered she had a phone. She took a picture right when Robert had kissed Giselle's cheek. "Poor Ana.. I'll send this pic out later on best not to have a fight now it's a party..I'll do it during school tomorrow." She spoke to herself. At this moment Kayla had no clue on what to do so she sat down on the couch and just randomly listened in on conversations of others.

Sighing softly she got up and she began to dance to the music finding nothing else to do she didn't want to drink another beer right now. Kayla was much too smart to drink at the moment knowing it could very well get her into trouble. Kayla wasn't one to worry about things honestly most times it was like she had no worry at all. She never learned well enough but was that her fault? No it wasn't.

Belle

Belle felt uncomfortable for the most part as more people came into the room. There was one thing she had forgotten over the years, she was a little claustrophobic. She had just hoped it wouldn't get too bad. Belle sighed softly and moved somewhere less crowded and just watch the party scene. It looked fine for now but she knew that way later on down the road this would look like a disaster with people dancing and tripping. Looking over she sighed as she saw her best friend fall on top of a guy. It had obviously been an accident. The thing was Belle often felt left out when ever she went to parties unless someone more like her was there to talk to. Ariel had often just walked off talking to others and it slightly hurt to know such a thing.

Maybe coming here was a big mistake maybe she should just go and walk home and just be done with this. It was times like this where she wished she had William or Eric right there to talk to but then again if Eric was around so was Ariel. Sometimes Belle hardly got time to hang with Eric alone. Belle looked over at the alcohol and thought about it. Should she try it at least? Some people said they never remembered half of the stuff they did that night after drinking and maybe Belle would get rid of all her worries if she did it. Suddenly she snapped out of it and shook her head mentally, she wasn't going to drink it wouldn't be wise of her to do so. That was when she decided she wanted Adam here. She actually wanted to talk to at the moment. He was sweet and a great listener and Belle enjoyed his company.

Grabbing her phone she started to type. Adam, please come to the party... ~Belle She sent the message and then sighed once again. Just as she had sent the text was when Peter came up but not alone with Kayla. She was slightly confused but she was positive that things would be explained soon enough. After a few minutes things had been explained and Belle smiled. This was a nice side of Peter and she had never seen it before and she thought it was rather cute.

"Well I don't mind, I ha-" She was cut off with Kayla's out burst of laughter and watched it go on a little bit. Well it seemed as if Kayla was having a little fun and was tricking Peter. She smiled and laughed softly. Kayla was a random girl that had often pulled a lot of things trying to get others laughter. When Kayla left Belle was smiling. Of course she was a little ticked about the whole thing with Peter talking to her but it was a little bit at ease tonight. Belle seen a bit of a side to Peter she had never seen before. "So you looking forward to senior year?" Belle asked Peter starting up a simple and small conversation until Adam got here, if he was going to show up that was.

Aulelei · by **Aulelei** on Fri Jul 29, 2011 12:42 am

Matoaka Quintana
Pocahontas
Why did you even come to this party. Oh, right -trying to conform and make some new friends. Gah, I sound like Kocoum right now..

She insecure, timid and yes, quite fragile. Matoaka had been standing there next to Giselle, doing her best to blend in with the wild crowd. It was noisy, and a conversation with anyone at this point would be pretty pointless. She parted her lips more than once to attempt to talk to Giselle, but instead pursed them tightly together and forced a hesitant smile at each glance sent her direction. None bothered to stare, which was a good thing. A great thing. She hated attention. At least, the wrong kind of attention. Her eyes seemed to scan the floors for the most part, as if she was wandering off in to her own thoughts. She was avoiding as much contact with anyone as possible, but what for? Hell, no one wanted to talk to her. These people were much of her opposite. Wild, crazy, fun, flirty, seductive, humorous. She didn't fit in what so ever, at least not to her. This was what Kocoum warned her about. Trying to fit in to a world that was not her own. She lifted her eyes once she heard a males voice close to her, and looked up to a dark haired boy who wrapped his arm around Giselle and placed a kiss on her cheek. With a raised eyebrow, she was confused and decided to turn her head to get a better look at him. The way he darted back, she knew it must have been an accidental approach. Right, how often does that happen?

She smirked and looked quickly away, placing her head down as the slender fingers of her hands found their ways in to her pockets. It was then she let her feet lift from the ground and pull her body through the crowd. Not looking to mingle, but to at least not appear stuck and well, clueless. Lifting her head up she continued to shyly slide through the moving bodies. Conversations that were shouted flew over her head, and dancing bodies didn't cease their movements to let her pass. This caused the girl to be bumped and shoved by grinding pelvic areas and swinging hips. Her smirk, which had almost turned in to a smile, faded quickly once she realized she was being sandwiched in between another girl and a guy. Confused and startled, she blinked and grunted as she threw her hands up, the girl shoving her lightly with her hands in the sort of Bitch get your own man kind of attitude. She would have pushed back, but she stumbled over her own feet and couldn't quite catch her falling body.

Luckily, she didn't make a complete foot of herself, landing safely in the empty seat of a wide stretched couch. Her body was slumped, and she appeared as if she was slipping down the seat like a slab of putty. Her chin was against her chest in the most uncomfortable way, and as she turned her head to the left to look up, she observed the woozy expression and blood shot eyes of a blond haired boy. He was quiet for a moment, but she knew his reaction to her ridiculous position might spark a laugh or two. She began to pull herself up, but realized she had her left hand on his thigh instead of the cushion of the couch, as she began to pull up into an upright position. Once she was straightened, she snatched her hand back and looked away, beginning to breath heavily. If it wasn't enough that her brown skin or shy personality made her insecure, she was now going to be the victim of accusation. Being accused of trying to make a pass at this skinny, drunk white boy. She thought the liquor was strong in the house.. but being next to him made her nostrils feel as if they were being singed.

Jasmine 'Atikah Najjar
Princess Jasmine
Okay so enough of the bitching and moaning, right? But a girl like Jasmine couldn't refrain from such. This so called party just didn't suit her standards and she refused to be like the rest. Grind on the closest girl or guy, drink drinks that were so low budget -just to pretend they're enjoying themselves. She was swaying gently, her feet becoming anxious. She was sure she wasn't going to be standing around all night in these heels. Anastasia had seemed to ignore her comment about Ariel's appearance, but that was fine. She knew her BFF totally agreed. Hmph, the stupid red head was a disgrace. Jasmine still didn't understand why the girl exposed her face. Should be covered in a paper bag. Hell, should be ticketed for indecent exposure. The malicious and cruel thoughts rang through her mind like loud chiming bells, and it send a chill of satisfaction up her spine. Jasmine didn't need to voice her opinion of the girl, her piercing stare was enough. She tried to keep her eyes off of her, but couldn't help but watch as she stupidly tripped and found herself falling against Dimitri.

"Oh how original." she sneered, rolling her eyes as she began to fold her arms under her best, raising an eyebrow as she stared down the pathetic-

"Hey, ah, princess. Would you mind letting me through?"

Her thoughts were interrupted, not only by the tapping on her shoulder but the voice coming from behind her, quite close to her ear. Annoyed, not even knowing who it was or caring about how she was after all in the way, she turned around with a sarcastic smile, her dark hair flying behind her as she looked up to the brown complected boy in front of her. She eyed his features and her twisted smile faded as her eyes looked from his, and began to analyze his over all appearance. This was of course, not unusual. Jasmine was know to have somewhat of a 'radar' for picking up 'status and attractiveness'. Just another street rat. -She thought as she eyed his clothing and then found her way back up to his features. Though his eyes -not a shimmering blue or a deep emerald green. But just.. brown. Like her own. And even though the thought came to mind that maybe he was worth being nice to, since he did after all ask politely, she brushed it off and instead, her eyes seemed to loose their glimmer of curiosity. She smirked her mouth and fluttered her eyes as her arms fell back to her side, though her hand began to lift, her finger leaning in on his shoulder. She pushed him. Pushed, not tapped, and she did so with enough strength to not so much knock him back through the door. Of course that would be impossible with one finger. But it did give him a slight budge.

"Watch where you place those filthy fingers of yours. The name is Jasmine-" she paused, lowering her hand as she turned back around and refused to move from where she was, "-and I sure as hell ain't your Princess. Find the back door, why don't you, puppy?"

Her lips seemed to over exaggerate her words; full and painted with a pink shade of lip gloss which appeared peculiar against her tanned, mocha colored skin. She was unique in her own way, and it wasn't just because of her exotic appearance. There were many things to her, but they were things even she didn't take the time to recognize. Even to the Princess, she was just a pretty face to be envied by all girls, and lusted after by all boys. She cocked her hip to the side and continued to remain infront of the door way, going back to eyeing Ariel and Dimitri.

"She's pathetic. Just look at her." she turned her nose up as she began to shake her head.

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