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Summer Vorhees

"I swear its the drugs"

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a character in “Beneath our Skins”, as played by Echo_Rose

Description

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Name:
Summer Nadine Vorhees

Nickname:
Kite, Nadi, Blitz

Age:
16

Sexuality:
Lesbian

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Secrets
◇Her mother has been gone for two months and she has not clue where she is
◇She has a stalker thats been following her the last few weeks. She just thinks its a coincidence but its not.
◇Her drug habit has been getting worse and worse and she has gotten to the point where she can't go a few hours without being high
◇Shes a virgin






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Height
5'4"

Weight
110lbs

Hair color
Black with red highlights

Eye color
Grey

Likes
Weed
Her mates
Alcohol
Partying
Music
Drawing
Dancing
smoking
Her hair
Clubs
Girls
Going to the lakeside
Skinny dipping
Her sister
Drugs
Being high

Dislike
Her parents
Being sober
Authority
Being alone
Waking up somewhere she doesn't know
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Soda Pop and Kite







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Personality
Summer is a very hard girl to describe, she is very rebellious and doesn't usually listen to any rules. She likes to make her own. She relys complete on her friends and is never good at being alone.. She is sarcastic and sometimes its hard for anyone to take her seriously. She loves any sort of affection but never is one that asks for it, its hard to believe but she is actually very shy when it comes to asking for affection.

When it comes to her friends she kinda is protective of them, she has been in many fights because of someone verybally or physically attacking one of her mates. She is loyal to the bone and always seems to put others before herself. Though when she is sober she is comepletely different, you probably wouldn't even recognize her. She becomes withdrawn and secluded, she gets lost in her mind. This is why she is usually high on something, doesn't matter what kind of drug you give her she will most likely take it. She has dated a few girls but it never lasts long because she gets bored with them, its hard for her to stay comitted to that person. At partys she will be found dancing from one girl to another.

She hates school and everything to do with it, she has skipped many days but somehow her work still gets passed in. She doesn't speak of her parents much, and if she does she is probably high off her mind and probably not very understanding. She isn't one that talks about herself even to her group of friends, in some ways she i still a mystery to the group. She has only broke down in front of her friends twice but her excuse was that she was drunk. She really would like to talk to her friends about some of the issues shes dealing with but she feels if she talks about it then it really means that its true and it happened.

All in all Summer is a very crazy caring girl, she keeps to the drugs and alcohol and always trying to have fun. Its never a dull moment when you are around her.

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History
WIP






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Theme Song

Tik Tok|Ke$ha
Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P- Diddy (Hey what's up girl)
Grab ma glasses I'm out the door I'm gonna hit the city (Let's go)
Before I leave brush ma teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cuz when I leave for the night I ain't comin back

I'm talkin pedicure on our toes toes
Tryin on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin' up our phones phones

Drop top and playin' our favorite CD's
Goin up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Im'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Im'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Aint got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

I'm talkin' bout - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin' til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us - (down)-man

[CHORUS]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Ima fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Im'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

[BRIDGE]
You build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me

You build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

Now, the party don't start till I walk in

[CHORUS]
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Im'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Im'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
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So begins...

Summer Vorhees's Story

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees Character Portrait: Madeline Starre Character Portrait: Brik Hamilton Character Portrait: Avery Campbell Character Portrait: Kaleb Dean Sivaj Character Portrait: Tristan Hale Character Portrait: Mordicai Love
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Summer Vorhees
Day: Friday
Time: Afteroon
Weather: Raining

Everything was spinning as she stood in the middle of her backyard, Summer didn't have a care in the world at the moment, she wasn't even sure what time or day it was The rain was falling onto her body as she fell down on the ground and looked up to the sky. Laughter came from her throat, she couldn't stop either and she wasn't even sure what she was laughing at. She wondered where her riends are and what they were doing, she didn't go to school because she forgot about it and her mother wasn't around anymore.

Her clothes were soaked, she was wearing a black skirt with black fishnets and a ripped up tshirt, her hair was left down but there was still a slight curl to it. She brought her hands up and started singing "the itsy bitsy spidey went up the water spout" her voice was very slurred and barely over a whisper "down came the rain and washed the spidey out, out came the sun and washed..." she stopped as she heard her phone ringing from inside. She got up and twirled a couple circles before she made her way into the empty house.

She grabbed her phone and saw that she had many different messages from her friends and a couple of missed calls "pooey" it wasn't often that Summer didn't let her friends know she was skipping so they probably wondeeing where they hell she was at. She scrolled through the messages, but really couldn't stay focused at all so she decided to send all her friends a message.

To: Everyone
From: Kite
Yo. Its me suckers. lakeside meet at whenever u want. Bring fun, ill be.


To anyone else her message would probably be confusing to understand, but to her friends they would know what she means. When she is high she doesn't make much sense at all but thats what makes her unique. She headed up to her room and stripped out of her wet clothing, she turned her music up loud and started dancing in her room naked with the window shades wide open. She didn't give a shit if anyone saw her, she was proud of her looks.

After awhile she flopped onto her bed, looking up to the ceiling "where are you Mom" she whispered, turning on her side she cueled up and laid there for a bit as her mind went in circles. Chills ran along her skin as she laid there naked, she wasn't sure how long she laid there for. Time escaped her when she was high, it wasn't till she heard a knock that she got up from her bed and walked downstairs to the front door. She was still naked and soaked from the rain when she grabbed the door knob, opening the door and staring at Kaleb who was standing right in front of her. It wouldn't be the first time him seeing her naked.

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees
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ImageCerulean and without a cloud in sight, the empyrean that dangled above the Sullivan's house was scintillating and eager to awaken the seemingly comatose Jaylene, sprawled across her large bed beneath the sky light. With the sun came a light 'pitter patter', though, not stopping to let Jaylene rest. "Mmmf," she sighed, her eyelids shut and her legs idly grazing one another. Bringing one of her softly balled fists to her face, she covered her eyes and yawned. It was blatantly clear the girl had no intention of waking up just yet. Despite her phone being on vibrate she missed the point of putting it on that volume as it nearly skittered off her end table.

Some hair got caught in her mouth as she rolled around, causing her to spitter and make unattractive noises. Finally she rotated and sat upright, her eyes still closed even in her semi-vertical state. Feeling less euphoric than the night before while she was flying on cocaine, her narrow shoulders drooped forward as she breathed slow, relaxed inhales and exhales. As she woke, slightly sober, she felt bare.

Jade eyes glanced up to greet the sky and the annoyingly bright sun. "If it's raining... Why are you out?" There her head hung with her back arched in as she looked up, still too weighed down by exhaustion to do much. Again the phone threatened to vibrate over the edge of the surface, beckoning Jaylene. She brought her long legs to the side of the bed and pushed off of the floor, shaky at first. Wobbling a little, she grabbed the ledge of the night stand and looked at the time. When she glanced around after finding out it was nearly 4PM, she was surprised to find no one in her room. It was large to begin with, and without much occupation, it looked enormous and unwelcoming despite all of the customizations.

Once in her personal bathroom, Jaylene's bare feet slapped against the tile as she paced back and forth, already experiencing symptoms of withdrawal. She took pride in not being a junkie, so she tried to at least give herself sufficient breaks between highs. The reflection in the mirror was a narrow, sleepy looking girl with blond tresses reaching down to her hip bones, adorned in an oversized shirt. "Go away," the girl muttered to the mirror and held a hand over her own face.

After finishing her extended dental care (she was after all, forthright about dental hygiene), she washed her face and clumsily jammed her hands into an oversized makeup bin and grabbed handfuls of things to dump them on the dark marble bathroom counter. Painstakingly she applied false eyelashes and a smoky eye. By the time she was finished applying a faint color to her lips, she let out a long exaggerated breath as if she had been working hard all day long. She fought tooth and nail every day to conceal the freckles that speckled across her nose and faintly along her cheeks, but to no avail.

Defeatedly she went to a dresser that was looming in size and nearly taller than her. She dug out a pair of faded shorts and a white tank top, muttering something about how she showered yesterday while pulling the humongous shirt up over her head. Abandoned, the shirt crumpled in a heap by the hamper in the corner. As if on cue, a little woman rushed in and snatched the solitary piece of material and grabbed a laundry basket. Naked now, Jaylene turned around to face the maid and yawned, "Hi Vera. Good morning."
"Good afternoon Jay. I didn't want to wake you so I stayed out of your room all day... You ever going back to school?"
"You're an angel, and no." Jaylene uttered in response as she pulled on her fresh clothes.
"So skinny. Eat more." Vera demanded as she pivoted and rushed back out.

Waving a hand to dismiss her, Jaylene realized she was already gone as she rolled her eyes, crammed her phone into her pocket and walked out to the kitchen. She grabbed a small muffin off the counter and did a brief walkthrough of her home, not shocked to find it uninhabited by her parents.

She wandered into the back yard to sit on a cement half-wall and enjoy the warm weather that came with spring and evidently the rain. It was still far too cold for what she wore, but she wouldn't change. She'd rather shiver than put all that effort into changing. Again her phone surged, so she finally gave in and checked her messages, happily finding an invite to the lake from Summer. Her thumbs jabbed at the screen to reply:
I'm going to do rails off your rack tonight, steer clear of me. ;)

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Kaleb Dean Savij


Lazy mornings were the best. Kaleb preferred his in his room, with a bag of potato chips in one hand and a cigarette in the other. His room was white - personalityless. His father had taken away his privilege to customize his own room, now subjected to the blinding side affects of an all white room. He had atleast been able to keep his tv and game system in his room - his dad needed some reason for Kaleb to spend his time locked up in his room.

For the most part Kaleb avoided being at home. Although his fathers occupation as a brain surgeon bought the Savij family a beautiful house, money can't buy a home. Kaleb never really felt like he belonged anywhere, except with his fellow misfit friends. Hearing the garage open as his father left, Kaleb killed his cigarette in his ash tray, tossing aside his bag of chips.

Changing into a pair of slim fit jeans, Kaleb paired it with a dark gray shirt. He didn't put much effort into his clothes normally, preferring simple and casual. Kaleb did enjoy jewelry though. With a series of leather and hemp bracelets adorning his wrist - Kaleb's tattoo of a sun on his inner wrist was hidden. It was his only tattoo so far, a token of his love.

Summer
He thought, styling his hair with gel in the mirror before wearing the charcoal and black timbalands he had set out earlier. She lived just two houses down, much to his fathers dismay. It had always been easy for Kaleb to sneak over to the girls house who like Kaleb - partied hard. He put on his leather jacket and grabbed his phone - seeing a text from none other than Summer. She made no sense, which meant she was high, which meant he better get his happy as over to her house before all the drugs were gone. Before he knew it he was outside her door, knocking on the wood only because it had been locked when he tried to enter without warning.

When the door swung open, it was like an angel had taken it's place in the doorway - a body he had memorized too well being exposed to the street behind them. Summer had unfortunately taken to Kaleb as a brother, much more interested in her own gender, so she had never been a prudish around the young man. However seeing Summer naked was never like seeing his sister naked - which unfortunately happened once when he was 15 trying to spy on her and her friends.

Unable to control himself, Kaleb knew his little friend began to stiffen from its spot in his jeans. Before it got any worse, Kaleb walked into the house, ushering Summer inside. He shed his jacket, using it to cover the girl. "Damn Summer, trying to get me all hot and horny? Cuz it's working." He teased, trying to play off his attraction.

Closing the door behind him, Kaleb turned Summer to face the direction of her room. "Go get some clothes on you damn hippie, I brought a blunt for us to smoke." He patted on her back as if to push her forward, then making himself comfortable on the couch in the living room.

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees Character Portrait: Madeline Starre Character Portrait: Brik Hamilton Character Portrait: Avery Campbell Character Portrait: Kaleb Dean Sivaj Character Portrait: Tristan Hale Character Portrait: Mordicai Love
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Summer Vorhees

Summer gave Kaleb a smile when he ushered her inside and closed the door "hey my wild man!" she grinned and gave him a peck on the cheek, even though she was a lesbian she was always affectionate with her friends. When Kaleb mentioned getting hot and horny she grinned "that is exactttly what I was planning! You caught me fucker" she trailed her finger down the middle of her chest "I always known you wanted a piece of this" of course she was joking. It was always hard for anyone to take Summer seriously, you never knew if she was joking or being real.

As Kaleb ushered her towards the stairs she wiggled her butt a little then turned and looked up the stairs. She was definately tripping as the stairs doubled in front of her, she started laughing and crawled up the stairs, her long black hair wasdraped over he back and onto the side. She hasn't cut her hair for a few years now so it was almost down to her butt. After five minutes of crawling and stumbling she finally made it to the top of the stairs "I made it!" she yelled down to Kaleb then skipped into her room.

Her phone was flashing letting her know she had a text, she grabbed it and saw that she had two texts one from Jay and the other from Mordicai. She read Jay's and laughed as she sent a text back Why would I want to steer clear from your sexy ass, Ill be looking forward to it Popsey. My rack will be yours. Be at your house in fifteen!. She sent the text then read Mordicai's, ahe let out a slightly annoyed huff. She really wanted to go to the lakeside tonight, she took a few minutes before replying but instead of just sending the message to Mordicai she sent it to everyone. How about we go to lakeside thennnn we go to Mordi's. Going now.

After she was done she went to her closet and looked through her clothing. She finally decided on a black tank top, a plaid quarter sleeve shirt to go over it, shorts, and fishnets. She got dressed and added a pair of black combat boots to the mess and kept her hair down. Taking her phone and bag that had many different pills and drugs in it then headed downstairs. "Kkkkkkalebs! We headed to lakeside baby" she went into her kitchen and grabbed a bottle of vodka and a bottle of tequila then went into the living room "c'mon you drive and we smoke on the way".

She grabbed Kaleb's arm and pulled him outside, the rain was slowing down, she looked up the sky and grinned. "We could have a fire in the cave tonight yea?" She let go of Kaleb's arm and twirled in circles "I am soooo free" she yelled holding up the alcohol bottles as she twirled in circles. She was feeling a bit dizzy as she stumbled towards her beat up truck.

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She got into the passenger side and rolled down the windows, sticking her head out as she felt the drops of rain hit her skin. "We are stopping at Popsey's first then heading out" she looked over to Kaleb and grinned.

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees Character Portrait: Madeline Starre Character Portrait: Brik Hamilton Character Portrait: Avery Campbell Character Portrait: Kaleb Dean Sivaj Character Portrait: Tristan Hale Character Portrait: Mordicai Love
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As the rain speckled the screen of her phone from where she sat outside, she decided maybe to go in for a while and change before she went anywhere. A constant inflow of texts had been streaming the display with constant push notifications, causing her to throw it onto the kitchen table, discarding it at least until she was ready to leave.

Despising the weather for what it was, she crawled back onto her oversized mattress like a little kitten, flopped on her back and peered at the sky light. "Ahhh," she inhaled as she spread her arms out, massaging her skin against the welcoming fabrics of her bed. Olive eyes closed, only to burst open again as she forced herself to get up. Thinking of returning to school furthermore crumpled her mood; she would much rather sleep or be with her friends.

Regardless of the slight rain, the sun still prevailed and damp weather never stopped a gig before. Jaylene forced herself from her bed, her brain fairly inactive for a girl who so often had an over abundance of possibilities, conundrums and chimeras throbbing throughout her thoughts. She slowly drudged to her dresser, pealing away her tank top as she neared her destination. Currently, her only goal was to find something suitable to wear and then be on her way to - well, wherever.

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Unhappily she retrieved an oversized, gray sweatshirt and a new pair of shorts, only because the ones she sat in outside had been seeped through by the wet surface of the damn cement wall. The cold metal of the hand-stitched studs scraped her thigh and waist as she pulled the new shorts on, quivering at the sensation. Undecidedly she rolled the seam of her sweater up, peering at her navel in the mirror and then dismissing the notion to grab her keys and cell phone, yelling into the hallway, "Vera I'll see you later!"

Her long, flaxen mane fell untamed as usual. Her fingers tangled themselves into the ends, tugging at it to loosen some small knots as she made her way onto the large driveway. She dropped herself in a heap to the driver side, looking at the cluttered center console which was strewn with papers, some having musical language written all over them, undoubtedly Brik's, and an abandoned pair of shorts that looked like they could fit a toddler, Avi's. At any point in time, Jaylene could have gotten rid of these things or returned them. But she didn't; each was a nostalgic piece of her friendships.

As her phone repeatedly reminded her to check her texts, she pulled it from her back pocket and sent out a mass message to her friends while she waited for Summer:

Any one need a ride? Stopping at Starbucks too if anyone wants anything
xoSoda Pop

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One would think Summer's affection and flirting would make Kaleb uncomfortable, but he had been used to the girl's way a long time ago. He watched as she struggled up the stairs, amused. Even if he wanted to help the long haired vixen, she probably wouldn't let him. Summer was always quite the character. As she dragged herself up the stairs, Kaleb could no longer hold back his laughter. She finally reached the top, celebrating before skipping off to her room. "Quite the character, indeed." He mumbled to himself, looking to his phone to see a text for Mordi.

Sighing he shook his head, the boy's phone frequently would receive texts hours after they'd been sent. He probably didn't receive Summers call about the lake. As Summer took her time upstairs, Kaleb texted his friend.

Dude you need to get a new phone already - Kite wants to turn up NOW, lakeside.

Kaleb wasn't much of a texter - the abbreviations and emojis just seemed like so much room for confusion. He preferred face to face or calling, reserving texts for strictly informational services. Luckily he spent most of his time with his friends , so he didn't need to text them often. As if contradicting his thoughts, the very girl up the stairs from him sent him a text suggesting they go to the lake before Mordi's house. Shaking his head, he blamed it on the drugs and stuffed his phone into his back pocket.

"Kkkkkkalebs! We headed to lakeside baby"

She had a bottle in either hand, as if foreshadowing their evening. He eyed the tequila with a gleam in his eye. She suggested he drive before he got the chance, but as he walked by he still snatched the tequila from her grip, taking a shot before he left the house. The keys to her truck were in the bowl just by the door - he grabbed it on his way out, closing the door behind him as Summer tugged him into the rain.

As if her smile brought on the sun, she said "We could have a fire in the cave tonight yea?" Kaleb ran his hand through his hair, considering the idea. He pulled out his cigarettes (Marlboro Red, always ), lighting it with his signature zippo (a skull design), inhaling the nicotine only with the breath of a true nicotine fiend. Keeping the cigarette shielding from the rain, he watched as Summer spun in circles in the warm sun that peeked from the rainy clouds that gradually began to shift away.

As the girl began to stumble, Kaleb wrapped his arm around her, holding her upright as they walked toward the truck. "I think we're going to get so plastered, we'll forget about making a campfire and up knocking out in your truck." He said, gesturing to the bed of the truck with his hand holding the cancer stick, then bringing it to his lips. Rudely, he blew the smoke in her face before opening the door for her and circled around to the drivers side.

He started the truck, turning the radio station until the wonderful tunes of Nirvana came across the scratchy speakers. Kaleb smiled, turning up the radio and leaning back in his seat. "Good shit." He murmured. Anyone who knew about Kaleb's music taste, he preferred the grungy 90's style music. Nirvana was of course a classic epitome of this genre. However in general, Kaleb's favorite songs are from the 90's. Although he could enjoy some rap songs of today, Kaleb would rather listen to the lyrics of Tupac or Biggie as opposed to Lil Wayne or Kanye. However there were the few of today that he loved, (Mac Miller, Wiz Khalifa) he normally just listened to whatever else other people played.

Finishing his cigarette, he threw it out the window before pulling a foil swisher pack, withdrawing a swisher he had poked the tobacco out of and stuffed with just about 3 grams of a skunky flower. Sodapop's lived just three blocks away, she would definitely make it into the rotation with 75% of the blunt left - so he didn't feel bad as he sparked the swisher packed with weed before driving to pick up the gorgeous blonde.

He pulled the truck into the street, turning toward Jaylene's home. "By the way, don't make me have to beat your ass again." He joked, referring to the last time the group had gone to the lake. Kaleb had chased Kite around since she had taken his last Xanax. She had popped it in her mouth before he managed to get ahold of her, to which he playfully began to pretend to beat her - instead just manhandling her and tickling her sides as he yelled obscenities.

He passed her the blunt, continuing down the street as they neared Sodapop's block. He knew as a girl, she would take forever to get outside, so although he wasn't actually outside her house just yet, Kaleb texted the girl;

outside. Don't keep me waiting ;)

Smiling to himself he looked over to Summer as she spoke, taking her own hits and passing the trippy stick back to him. She was definitely high - unable to really focus her attention. Kaleb made himself stop observing every detail of her, her soft flesh that peeked from her fishnets, the smooth transition of skin across her breast, her eyes - owl like from the drugs. He inhaled the strong smoke in silence.

He never understood why he kept letting himself think about her, but that was because she was his best friend. He couldn't forget about her if he tried. Shaking his head, Kaleb turned back to the road and passing the blunt back to Summer. "What did you take this morning?" He asked curiously, Soda's house coming into vision. As the radio shifted into commercial, Kaleb fiddled with the tuning until a song he remembered Summer saying she enjoyed came on. He let the song play, leaning back once more as they pulled in front of Soda's house. Kaleb put the car into park, waiting for the girl to get into the car.

Glancing at his phone, he saw that Soda had texted her. It seemed like she had her own ride. "Are you sure Soda needs a ride?" He asked Summer as he texted Soda : Kite tweaked, she told me you need a ride. But ay we're hot boxing outside ur house. Hop in.

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Tristan walked down the sidewalk with his hood on his head and his ear buds placed in both ears. As he listened to Celebration by the Game he causally smoked a blunt making sure not to draw attention to himself. Due to the rain the streets were practically empty aside from a couple of people walking on either side of the street. The vibration of his phone drew his attention as he took out of his pocket he opened the text he saw he had another text from Summer How about we go to lakeside thennnn we go to Mordi's. Going now, he had no issues with the plan so he just shrugged and put his phone back in his pocket.

As he continued his stroll down the walk way a feeling a hunger started to crept on him. Pausing for a moment to take in his surroundings he knew that there was a Mickey D's and a Starbucks a couple of blocks away going in two separate directions. He made up his mind to go get a couple of big macs from McDonalds and started walking. When the familiar sound of a text caught his ear he retrieved his cell out of his pocket. He glanced over the text quickly seeing it was from Jaylene, after reading it he texted her back liking the idea of getting a lift. His fingers quickly typed the words that formed his response writing Offer accepted. Meet you at Starbucks. Now with his plans changed he turned around headed back in the opposite directing walking down the blocks that lead to Starbucks where he would wait for Jaylene and get something to eat while he waited.

Swinging the door opened to the Starbucks he entered pulling his hood off his head as he entered. The smell of coffee and bakeries filled his nostrils as it walked into the warm coffee shop. Cutting the line and going right to the front Tristan spotted his favorite cashier Tiffany. Tiffany was a girl who like Kyle he knew from school, as her eyes fell upon him a cheeky smile spread across her face "Well hello stranger!" she said with glee. Tristan smiled back "If it isn't my favorite Starbucks employee" he said hopping over the counter to where Tiffany stood on the other side. The two embraced with a hug and when it broke Tiffany let out a giggle "So nice of you to drop by, its been what a month since I last seen you. But what should one expect from a high school drop out such as yourself" she said the last part jokingly as she started making Tristan's regular. "Drop out!" Tristan exclaimed hopping up onto one of the counter tops "I am not a drop out. I do go to school ... just not as often as people think I should" he said as Tiffany handed him a large white hot chocolate with a turkey and swiss sandwich."Yeah because showing up like once every month is the makings of a fine student" Tiffany said sarcastically as she turned her attention to actual paying customers. Tristan shrugged " What do you want me to say am just trying to graduate high school not get into Harvard" he said taking a bite out of his sandwich. The two continued on with their conversation as Tristan ate and drank while awaiting his ride.

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees Character Portrait: Madeline Starre Character Portrait: Brik Hamilton Character Portrait: Avery Campbell Character Portrait: Kaleb Dean Sivaj Character Portrait: Tristan Hale Character Portrait: Mordicai Love
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Brik stared blankly at the ceiling as his doctor, Dr. Owens explained his health issues for the hundredth time. He knew the truth and no matter how many complicated words the man used, the results would always be the same. He was going to die. Point, Blank, Period. Though, the man's concerned voice was slowly melting Brik's frontal lobe, he sat there and pretended to listen without a word.

"As you can see, Mr. Hamilton, you're-"

"Brik," the sick boy said blandly. "Mr. Hamilton is my father. My name is Brik."

"...Right, Brik," Dr. Owens said with a tinge of annoyance in his tone. It didn't effect Brik though, the man should know his name by now. "You're lung tissue is slowly being taken over by the tumor. If we tried the surgery, there is a chance that we will cause internal bleeding. It's too great a risk, Mr...Brik."

Brik ripped his hazel eyes from the bland ceiling, letting them rest on the doctor. The smell of the sick and bleach assaulted his nostrils. He hated hospitals, not only because he spent most of his life in them, but mainly due to the fact that they all smelled the same: Sickness. He stood up from the hospital bed and grabbed his leather jacket from the hook that resided beside the entrance. "So, I'm going to die," he muttered bluntly, giving Dr. Owens an empty stare. "I don't want the surgery. I'll live with it as long as I can and when it finally kills me then I'll let it kill me. I don't even know why my parents made me come see you...it's a waste of your time and mine. Good day, Dr. Owens." With that being said, he left the room with his khaki skinny jeans and white v-neck shirt a bit wrinkled. He ran a hand through his unruly hair as he dug into his pockets to view the text messages that he missed from his friends on his cell phone.

To: Everyone
From: Lyfe

In need of a 'pick me up', so Lakeside, it is. I'll need a ride. @ The Hospital, come with a mocha frappacino with extra chocolate drizzle, thanks.


He hit send then began to wait. He glanced around the parking lot with a frown on his face. His chest started to ache, but he stiffened his posture and ignored the searing pain. He grunted, but thanked any higher power that would listen that no one was there to see the pained look on his face.

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'Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, BzzZzzzzzz'. Two text messages came in seemingly back-to-back, no surprise as Jaylene was forcing her eyes closed for minutes at a crack and opening them again, inhaling deeply. Generally when people saw this behavior, they asked if she was alright or if they were boring her due to the long intakes of breath. A lot of the time Jaylene just forgot to breathe.

When she checked her texts again, she was laying nearly flat in her car with the seat reclined as far as it would go. One of her narrow legs was propped up on the steering wheel while her other extended towards the gas pedal. The key was turned to the first notch in the ignition with only the battery running to play music on the stereo as Jaylene waited for responses. She yawned from time to time as the rain 'pitter patter'ed onto the windshield, casting odd, circular glows all over the girl from the filtering sunlight.

It wasn't until she was too late reading Kaleb's text, that a truck rumbled into her driveway. "Kite tweaked, she told me you need a ride. But ay we're hot boxing outside ur house. Hop in." the text read. Jaylene adjusted the seat and cracked the door to peek out at her friends, grinning.

She strode to the window of the truck, standing on the step bar below the door to knock on the smoked-up glass. When it was rolled down, she leaned in, her hips pressed against the metal and her feet in the air, kicking around brown, knee-high boots. Grabbing Kite by a handful of her tresses, Jaylene gave her a sloppy, playful yet harmless kiss on the mouth and pulled away to lick her lips and laugh. "Hi my beautiful babies," she crooned and grasped the ledge of where the window was lowered, balancing herself, "I have to go get Trissypoo but I'll meet you guys at Lakeside." She dropped to her normal height, her boots hitting the fresh cement of her driveway. "I'll be a half hour at the most."

Her pouty lips blew a kiss to Kaleb before she pivoted, turning on her heel to return to her car, belt up and whip out of the driveway. The tires burnt out, making smoke rise into the air as the pastel green BMW disappeared down the road at the speed of light.

Nearly running her front bumper into a corvette while attempting to parallel park, she left her car crooked and mumbled, "Fuck it," as she slid out of it. Through the glass of the Starbucks she could see Tristan conversing with one of the coffee servants. Pursing her lips, Jaylene waltzed in, catching the "Yeah because showing up like - once every month is the makings of a fine student," segment of conversation. Defensively but with a smug smirk, Jaylene riposted while putting a hand on the counter, "And the makings of a fine minimum wage hooker encompasses working at a Starbucks. So you're on your way!" Her enthusiasm was laced with sarcasm and false encouragement as she gave Tiffany a thumbs up.

"Speaking of which, just a vente, black. No cream, no sugar. Hold the spit too, will you? You're the best, Tiff." The girl behind the counter gawked, then looked to her manager who gave her a menacing, 'don't-you-fucking-dare' type of glare. When she paid, Jaylene sipped at the coffee and lifted her sweater to rub a hand across her tanned stomach. "Oh shit, I forgot. A mocha frap with extra chocolate. Make it pretty." She dug out her phone again, responding to Brik's request:
Have no fear, Sodey's here. XO

Tiffany served the extra order with a scoff. To which Jaylene threw a crumpled twenty dollar bill at her and turned to Tristan again. "Ready when you are; by the way, need to get Brik from the hospital." she gestured toward the door as the sun sank.

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Summer withdrew her head from the window, rolling it up she looked over to Kaleb "I have slept so many times in the back of this truck...sooo many memories" she grinned as she leaned her head back against the seat. Shiny star like things were flashing in front of her and it just made her chuckle and smile, she was definately feeling good. "Ya know you blew the smoke in my face but ya didn't even offer me one ya asshole" she punched his leg playfully. She watched as Kaleb played with the radio, stopping as Nirvana played through the speakers. She reached over and turned it up and sang alone, Kaleb was always playing this type of music so she knew a lot of the songs and its kind of grown on her.

Kite watched Kaleb started putting a blunt together "have I told you your my special boyy" she giggled and leaned her head against Kaleb's shoulder. She laughed when Kaleb brought up their last escapade at the lakeside "why not I may have liked that" she joked leaning herself forward as she put her head against the dashboard "beside you shoulda brought more like I told ya but ya never listen to me buddy boy" she grinned "but no worries about that tonight I am extra stocked" she shook her bag a little.

She took the blunt from Kaleb and pressed it against her lips, taken a long drag she held it in for a few seconds before she turned to Kaleb and blew the smoke into his face. The truck was getting filled with smoke as the blunt was passed back and forth between the two. She was feeling the high over the high she already had. Her head was swarming and she felt so light, nothing mattered at that moment. Kaleb was saying something but she really didn't hear the words, his mouth was moving but like in slow motion for her. To her his words were like "Whhhhaaattt..... diiiiddd.... yyyyooouu.... takkkkke...ttthhhiiisss....mornnnninnng". She giggled as she tried to think of what she took "I.." her mind kinda went blank and she couldn't remember. It took a few moments before she responded but it wasn't to Kaleb's question, she got totally distracted as she saw Soda's house "Popsey!" she yelled grinning at Kaleb.

As Kaleb played with the radio she heard familiar lyrics and started to sing along as best she could in the state she was in "The music makes me sway
The angels singing say we are alone with you, I am alone and they are too with you, I'm alive, I'm alive" she swayed her head as she listened to all around me by flyleaf. Kaleb said something but the music was the only thing she could really hear.

It was a knock at the window that made her jump "holy fuck" she yelled then rolled down the window ro see her Popsey leaning against the door. Before she could say anything Soda pulled her in and gave her a sloppy kiss which Summer just leaned into, eberything in her world was spinning at that moment. "Mmm Popsey you always know how to brighten my day" she said as Soda leaned back. When the blonde said she had to go pick up Tristan she nodded "okay don't be too long".

She rolled the window back up when Jay left and she looked over to Kaleb "well lets go set up shall we?". As Kaleb drove to the lakeside Summer just let herself enjoy her high, she felt like she was in heaven and never wanted to stop. It was about a twenty minute drive to the lakeside and during that time Summer just sang along to the music coming from the radio and passed along the blunt with Kaleb. Once they arrive she jumped out of the truck and took in a deep breath as she looked over the lake.

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She loved this place, it was the first place she ever got high, first place she got drunk off her ass and fell asleep in the cave, ir was like her second home. This was her friends and hers place. She went back to the truck and grabbed her bag and the liquer "c'mon ill set up my music and we can get the fire started, ill give you the honors because you are so good at it" she said with a grin as she walked towards the edge of the laked and made her way to the few boats that were tied up to a boat. It was the only way they could get to the cave, which made it more exciting. She stepped into boat, her bag in her lap and the liquer on the floor of the small boat. She waited for Kaleb but did take a look over to where the cave was, she grinned and knew this was going to be a fun night.

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Before Summer managed to answer Kaleb, the mess of blonde locks that he identified as Sodapop leaned into the car. She gave Summer a sloppy kiss, most boys his age would ogle the girls as their lips touched, but Kaleb was used to the girls. They were both wild, like him, and their affection only extended to those within their circle. It would be lying if Kaleb said he hadn't kissed his friends as well - the girls at least. Although Tristan swung that way, Kaleb did not, not that he had a problem with it, just not his thing.

Summer blew him a kiss, he caught it like a ball, bringing his fingers to his lips to blow one back at the ethereal beauty. She went back into her car, and Kaleb put the truck back into drive to head toward the lake. By the time they reached the lake, the blunt was gone and he already felt baked as hell. Parking the truck, he grabbed the bottle of tequila as he exited the truck and into the now balmy day.
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Summer had already taken to bossing him around, he chuckled, rubbing his nose as he took his time following behind her. He took a couple shots as he walked to the boat, then placing it at the bottom of the boat. "Let me get some wood - I think there's some in the cave but just in case." Kaleb explained, then jogging off. He managed to get a decent amount within a few minutes, dusting off the dirt and bark and throwing his jacket into the boat before pushing them into the less shallow water.

Hopping into the boat, he was thankful that there was one other boat on this side of the lake so when the next one of their friends to show didn't have to wait for him or Summer to paddle back from the cave. He watched Summer carefully as the paddled across the lake, a horrible habit of his. "How much money you want to bet that Maddie went to Mordi's for some 'fun'." Kaleb asked with a goofy grin, making quotation gestures around the word 'fun'.

As the cave came into view, Kaleb handed Summer the vodka bottle, clinking the neck of the tequila bottle in his free hand against the one in hers. "To a good night!" He cheered, taking yet another shot of the Mexican liquor. At this rate he and Summer would be trashed by the time their remaining friends showed up. However he didn't let that stop him. Just as Summer suggested, once they set anchor in the cave, Kaleb began on the fire.

Summer was right, he was amazing at fires. A little too good. Although Kaleb hadn't told his friends about his little problem, Summer knew him so well she probably saw right through him. The news had mentioned something about an investigation, but he knew there was no way he could be traced back to the fires. The one in the abandoned warehouse had been risky, but liberating. So far he hadn't had the urge to burn anything yet, but a bonfire was nice enough for now.

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Summer watched as Kaleb went and got some wood for the fire, anyone that looked at her could tell she was not all there. Her eyes were glassy, a smile was plastered to her face, and her hair was wild. Her body was wavering side to side and she was humming a soft tune under her breath as Kaleb climbed into the boat. As they paddled to the cave Kaleb mentioned Mordi and Maddi and she just laughed "not betting on it cus I already kno they are, I bet they won't even show their asses tonight. More for us then".

When Kaleb handed her the vodka bottle she took iit, opened it, giggling when he clinked the bottles "to a good night for sure!" she yelled as she stood up in the boat and took a drink from the bottle. "Fuck Kaleb why can't I always feel like this, so free, no worries. Fuck my mom...I don't need her right, I have you and the others. Y'all are my family" she was speaking nonsense but that was to be expected with how messed up she was. She hasn't told anyone about her mother leaving, she didn't want the sympathy. She has the whole house to herself it was perfect for her. She didn't need them, or at least thats what she thought. The boat wavered a little while she was standing, it was good they made it to the cave when they did or they may have landed in the water.

She stumbled onto the land and watched mesmorized as Kaleb made the fire, she took another couple drinks from the bottle before she sat it down on the ground. In the cave there were clothes, chairs, empty bottles, trash, and other miscellanious things of theirs. She sat cross legged in front of the fire, feeling the heat she sighed contently. Her bag was in her lap as she started rummaging through it, she had a big assortment of different drugs, there was oxi's, molly's, pot, LSD, and a few packs of cigarettes. She took out one of the LSD tabs and put it in her mouth then took a drink from the bottle of vodka. She took her ipod and small speakers and hooked them up, turning the volume up so the music could be heard from the edge of the lake.

She had her bag in her hand when she went over to Kaleb "take your pick and have fun" she grinned the started dancing by the edge of the water. Her hair was everywhere as she just let her body move to the music, she took off her plaid shirt so she was just in the black tank top and shorts. She was on top of the world and nothing was going to break her down tonight, or at least thats what she thought. "Kalleeeb come dance, those fuckers betta gett here soooon or there will be nothin' left for them" she laughed throwing her head back and humming along to the song.

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Brik knew the Lakeside like the back of his hand. He navigated through the sycamores and other greenery, leaving Jaylene behind so she could coke up. He personally wasn't a fan of coke, but when he was in desperate need-and I mean desperate-of a release then it would be his last resort. But To Each His Own. He could hear Summer's laughter as he grew closer to the cave. Higher than a kite, that one was. He found her hyper attitude strangely endearing. He could also make out the faint sound of Kaleb's voice. The Wild Card, probably planning his next big stunt, which Brik was willing to see, granted he got high enough. He looked behind him, seeing Tristan not too far behind. The Playboy, though, Brik didn't approve of his treatment of women...and the occasional male, it was his life and Brik wasn't one to pry.

He reached the cave after paddling one of the many boats to land. He tied it up at the dock before setting foot on dry land. He saw Summer's dancing figure and shook his head fondly. He fucking loved her, even if she was completely and utterly off her rocker. He approached both Summer and Kaleb with his hands in his pockets and his face blank. He was aware that after a few pills and some vodka, he'd turn from Snow, the cold bastard, to Lyfe, the life of the motherfucking party.

"Hey, I'm here," he said blandly. "Tristan and Soda are on their way." He raised an eyebrow at the baggie in Summer's hands. "You do plan on sharing, right? I do believe that you wouldn't want me to go without, now would you." He held his hand out and pouted slightly to convince her. "Lyfe wants happy pills too."

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The fire entrance Kaleb, but nothing could bring Kaleb from the flames like a bag of goodies. It had all sorts of choices, taking his time Kaleb picked out two capsules of Molly, immediately consuming one to chase it with tequila. He wasn't sure when he became such a slave to the high, to the party life. He never felt so alive though, as he did in these moments.

Wrapping his arms around Summer from behind, he nestled into her hair with the intimacy that should only be expected of a significant other. To others it may seem weird, but those familiar to Kaleb understood that he was overtly affectionate and doting to his female friends. An odd combination of the intimacy of a lover, and the fierce protectiveness of a brother - he though of his female friends as 'his girls'.

Not that he cared any less about the guys, as Lyfe rolled up he was filled with the same amount of joy as seeing Maddie or Bones. But the men could protect themselves, Kaleb felt an obligation to his girls. High fiving Life as a greeting he handed him the bag, then whispering into Summer's ear. "Before we dance, just hold still my dear."

Pulling her hair all over one shoulder, Kaleb poured tequila along the other one, breaking the Molly capsule across her dampened skin. Smoothly, Kaleb ran his tongue along the trail along her shoulder to her neck - the chemical taste of Molly and smokiness of tequila filling his mouth. He grabbed her dome, kissing the side of her head before spinning her out and proceeding to dance.

Although Kaleb had rhythm and a little training in break dancing, he never felt like he had to care about what his friends thought about him while he danced. That was one of the things he loved about them, there had never felt so comfortable around someone. After a little bit he put down the tequila bottle, sparking a cigarette, this time remembering to offer one to Kite.

"Take one before I hear you bitching about it later." He said, throwing the pack into her hands before ruffling up he hair. Squinting across the lake he saw Tristan stranded with no boat, annoyed Kaleb shot Lyfe a look. "Seriously Lyfe, you couldn't have waited for them to cross the lake?" He asked, half joking. Kaleb the. Went to the boats, tying them together so that he could paddle them both across the lake so they could leave one behind. "I'll be right back." He said before pushing the boat until it buoyed, hopping into it and balancing himself carefully.

He took his time crossing the lake, paddling for two canoes wasn't easy. Kaleb considered himself sort of the alpha male - wether people liked it or not there had to be one. But out of all the friends he was surely the most hands on, and probably the most confrontational. He felt the need to be the one to check people when they were slipping, but he never held it against someone or meant to be rude. Lyfe would understand this most likely and not be offended by Kaleb's teasing.

Finally reaching Tristan, Kaleb gave his bro a toothy grin. Jumping back onto land, he gave Tristan a hand shake/hug hybrid, patting the boy on his back. "Yo, where's Soda?" He asked, peeking into the woods. Tristan didn't have to tell him before Kaleb figured it out. The girl was mostly likely getting wired. Looking back at Tristan, Kaleb smiled with grim intentions, "Yo, you can go ahead, don't wait on us." He said, jogging in the direction that he remembered as where Jaylene normally parked.

Not the least bit surprised when he was right, Kaleb walked in just as the girl neatly took a line off of the hood of her car. The girl was a beautiful mess, and another one of his girls. "Oh for me? You shouldn't have." He said, plucking the Baggie from her finger tips. Sitting on the hood of her car, he withdrew the keys to Summer's truck. Digging the key into the bag, the fine white powder packed into the crevice that ran up the metal. Returning the Baggie to Soda, Kaleb took the bump with tenacity. The powder felt like it stayed in his nose, making him repeatedly sniff to try and get rid of the smell - but it would stick all night. "Did you hear anything from Maddie?" He asked, figuring Soda would figure out where the girl probably was.

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More content to watch the rain fall from her window than anything else, Avery failed to see that the battery in her phone had died, night was beginning to fall before she plugged it in and turned it on. Instantly her frail hand was assaulted with a string of vibrations, indicating she had missed several text messages. Kite was throwing a party and by now she was late as fuck, saying the curse aloud she instantly began jabbing at her phone:

To: Everyone
From: Bones

SHIT!! I'm coming!!


After sending the message she went to her closet, nothing fancy, just a small walk-in with a light and a mirror. She ran her hands along the fabrics until she found a cute little black tee and her one of her favorite shorts. As she undressed she looked herself over in the mirror and hated her reflection. No matter what anyone told her all she could see was fat. Pinching her arms, her stomach, her sides, there was too much skin, too much fat. Shaking her head, Avery dressed herself, and wouldn't ya know it, she couldn't connect the button of the shorts to the clasp, granted they were 2 sizes smaller than what she was supposed to be fitting in. It just made her feel worse about herself, about her already light weight, and all she wanted was to loose more of it.

"You fat little bitch.......one day I will fit into you." She shook her head as she tore off the jean shorts and made another selection, the new shorts wern't bad, but she was in a bad mood. She didn't like the way the outfit went together, so even though the air outside was muggy, she found a hoodie and wrapped it around her small shoulders before zipping it halfway up. It was baggy enough to conceal the 'fat' that only she could see, hitting the lights she went to take her vitamins.

Avery's parents were on another business trip so she was alone, they didn't know she was anorexic so to keep up appearances she opened the fridge and took out some food, Avery had gotten good at estimating the amount of food a person of her size would normally eat in a day. There was a frozen waffle, some butter and syrup, 2 slices of bread, some mustard, lettuce, a few slivers of turkey and a can of soup, and all of it would be flushed down the toilet. While she didn't eat, she didn't mind drinking. The girl wanted to be skinny, but she didn't want to kill herself, she couldn't imagine leaving her friends behind. Avery took out the vitamins that kept her healthy enough and popped them, one after the other, using a glass of orange juice to wash them down with.

Once she was finished she left the house, locking up and popping the keys into the pocket of her shorts. It wouldn't take long for her to get to the cave considering she was the closest one to it, pulling her hood up she made he way closer, anticipating seeing the ones who made her world go round, her protectors, her best friends, her family.

Avery was ready to have fun, and as she drew closer to the lake she could see both Kite and Soda's car, it didn't take the small girl long to find Soda and Kaleb near Soda's "baby". She heard Soda's voice first:

"No. Probably off getting rammed by Mordecai. At least someone's getting lucky."

Bones couldn't help but chime in with her tiny voice "So I'm not the last one to the party." As she approached she seen the bag of coke in Soda's hand "But looks like I'm the farthest behind."

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Arms wrapped around her as her body was moving, her eyes were closed as she was waiting for the LSD to take effect. Summer leaned into Kaleb and laughter escaped her throat. She always felt safe when she was in the arms of one of her friends She saw that Lyfe has joined them and was aaking for some happy pills "take your pick my Lyfe" she said in a sing song voice as Kaleb handing him the bag. "Enjoy the feeling of life, Lyfe" she grinned as she closed her eyes once more. Hearing the whisper from Kaleb made her shiver and try to stand still, which she was horrbile at, but she tried her best.

Feeling her hair be moved to one side then the liquid of tequila be poured down her shoulder she sighed happily, she tried to think of something to say but words escaped her so she just enjoyed the moment. She felt Kaleb's tongue move up her neck, which made her shiver and make her body feel alive. What was probably only a few minutes felt like hours to her, it was fucking amazing. Kaleb then started dancing with her and she opened her eyes and let her body sway to the music, her arms over her head as she just let herself feel free.

They stopped and Kaleb lit up a cigarettte then threw her the pack "thanks my wild boy" she took one out and out the cigarette to her mouth then fished a lighter from the pocket of her shorts. She lit the cigarette and breathed in, she could feel the smoke encasing her throat, breathing out she gave a look to the two boys, they looked so colorful to her, it was like paint exploded on the.

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Kaleb went off to find Soda and Tristan, she turned to Lyfe and gave him a smirk "ya know...purple suits you, better then that chalky white skin" she laughed and sat down on the ground and looked up. Thats when the idea struck her and she was going to do it, yeah they have talked about jumping off the cliff before but they never did it but today she was going to. Streaks of colors blurred her vision as she looked over to Lyfe "im going to do it...imma let go Lyfe" she finished her cigarette then untied her boots and took them off. She stood up and gave Lyfe a kiss on the cheek "ill be back" she grinned then walked over to the front side of the cave.

She wasn't going to be able to make it all the way up but she sure was going to try to get close. Her vision was impaired with different shapes and colors as she started climbing the cliff. It probably wasn't safe for her to be climbing but she didn't give a fuck, she wanted to feel alive and free. She had so many different worries in life but when she was high and tripping none of that mattered to her, nothing mattered except having the time of her life.

She lost her footing at one point and almost fell but she was able to keep hold with her hands and kept climbing. It seemed liked time just stopped when she was climbing, about twenty minutes later she stood on a small ridge and looked down. Lyfe looked small, she laughed and waved down to him, there was so many different colors in the water. It looked like a fucked up rainbow to her. She looked over to where the cars were and saw some figures of people, she waved her hands. "Hey guys!!!!! Watch me!!!! Imma Jump fuckers" she screamed and laughed as she got ready to jump.

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Brik popped the small white pills into his mouth, swallowing them dry. He glanced at Kaleb before shrugging his shoulders and waving him off. "They can swim and there is a path that they could walk on. They were walking too slowly for my liking," Brik replied dryly. His high hadn't kicked in yet, so he cringed a bit when Summer kissed him. He liked girls, but he wasn't the touchy touchy type. He listened to her babble randomly, like she usually did when she was on her high. Her constant talking was strangely soothing. He wasn't paying attention to her words, for they sounded muffled to his ears, but he just liked the airy quality that her tone possessed. He was silently not listening, but when she ran off, he didn't think much of it.

Soon, his high was kicking in and it was kicking hard. He moaned happily and for the first time all day, he smiled. His grin was wide and his face almost ached from being pulled back so far. Lyfe was here and he was ready to fuck shit up. His dilated pupils were now on the figure on the clifftop. He squinted at it, realizing that it was Summer when she screamed. He was aware that this stunt was dangerous, but since he was so high it didn't really register that his friend was about to kill herself. Instead of doing the responsible thing and telling her to get her ass back here, he raised his hands and beamed up at The Kite. "Wait for me! I wanna jump too! Let's fly together!" He started to climb the cliff with that goofy grin plastered onto his face. It took him a while to reach her, but when he did, he wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around in his strong arms.

"I fucking love you, Kitey!" He yelled as he held her close. "You smell like candy, you give me happy pills, and you share your snacks with me. That's love, I tell you! LOVE!" He stopped his spinning and kissed her cheek, snuggling her like a mother would a child. "You are so cuddly and soft, Kitey." He felt his pulse matching his fast heartbeat, but he kept holding onto her with a tight grip. "Don't you love me, Kitey Whitey. 'Cus I sure a hell love you." He glanced at his other friends that looked like tiny ants. His eyes grew wide. "HEY, GUYS! YOU'RE SO FUCKING SMALL DOWN THERE! I LOVE YOU, GUYS! I LOVE YOU SODA! I LOVE YOU, TRISTAN! I LOVE YOU, KALEB! SORRY, FOR LEAVING YOU WITHOUT A BOAT! I'M AN ASSHOLE!" He went back to snuggling Summer, completely forgetting about wanting to jump.

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"Kale," Jaylene breathed at last, "I'm worried." Her vision morphed, manifestations of a conceiving high that she had acculturated to a long time ago. Soon it would subside as the ebb made her a ruthless addict and she forgot whatever prior hypothesis she had constructed. A loud sniff echoed throughout the trees, bouncing between Jaylene's nose and rusting foliage. Her right palm pressed to her forehead as she beamed and her skin tingled; she was more of the giggly, smiley type even when blitzed, unless she was mixing her poisons. She wouldn't have been surprised if Kaleb looked down at her and raised his eyebrows as she bent over the car to gather herself, busting at the seams like someone just told her the best joke she'd ever heard.

A familiar voice broke into the potentially personal moment Jaylene and Kaleb could have been having. As she looked up, agog, she was pleased to see that Avi finally made it to the party. "Hiiii Bonesy," Jaylene mewed, leaning her head to the side, "You're right on time in my book." Pushing off of the car, she stashed the vessel that sealed in wonder dust to smile at Bones, terribly skinny and treacherous looking. And somehow it was scary-sexy, the way her bones jutted from her beneath her tight skin and how a gap had located itself generously between her thighs. This observation caused Jaylene to peer down in a daze towards her own legs as if wondering why hers looked different, the equivalent in elementary fashion of a small girl asking why males and females had different parts.

Jaylene shrugged, "Last one to the cove is a rotten egg or - something." She turned on her heel and skipped into the woods brandishing four cans of PBR and radiant bliss. In the dark, the only things possibly discernible were the platinum strands in Soda's hair rippling on the gale as pale moonlight spilled through the tree tops. From time to time her path would get obscured as she strayed from the cleared away route and slid into the water.

But she skillfully traced the edge, finding her way just fine. She was close now, she could hear the eager and excited voices of Summer and Brik. It was good to know they were both so delightfully ripped on whatever choice of narcotics, booze or stimulants they got their hands on. Throwing her head back, Soda howled like a wolf and called out, "I feel gooood!" The cold water, barely fifty degrees yet, gnawed at her thighs but she seemed oblivious to its bite. Relocating her blow, she tucked it into her bra with her cell phone. Though she waded fairly deep, the lake barely nipped at the frays of her shorts. Her slate sweater was rolled up and tucked into the underwire of her bra so that it wouldn't drag in the water. Plodding through the lagoon soon the thin girl scrabbled up the slightly inclined shoreline, grinning in a goofy way and waving as she swept water from her thighs.

Her abdomen emitted shudders, tense with the chill her skin felt but her brain neglected. Tan flesh prickled with goosebumps as she brushed dirt from her knees and pulled off damp black vans. Clambering to the highest possible pinnacle of the cliffs that overhung the cave was Summer. "Kite - ironic, I know, but need I remind you…" Jaylene called out, throwing up her hands, "You can't fly without wind and string!" A realist at best despite her high, Jaylene chased her last remark with, "How do the stars look from up there baby?!"

Staying in-step, or in-climb, rather, with the dark-haired, ravishing and wild revolutionist was Brik. He was definitely bombed off of something Kite had fished out of her goodie bag. Not generally one to favor alcohol, Jaylene set the beers down before hesitantly grabbing one. Gleaming with delight, her cheeks rosy as she sat on the earth, she popped the tab and sipped at the firewater while watching her friends with envy and wonder in her glassy eyes.

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He laughed at Soda's guess for Maddie's whereabouts. He had the same general response on his lips. His eyes felt like they already began to become more alert, prismatic colors from the sun catching his attention. Slight hallucinogenic effect from the Molly began to kick in, stretching his vision thin and wide.

Draping an arm around Soda's shoulder, he pulled the girl close, using his other hand to poke her side. Turning to walk back to the lake, Bones appeared, eyeing the bag of coke and saying a witty greeting. Smiling like a Villian plotting ones take over, Kaleb took the slight girl under his other arm and headed to the lake before Soda took off in what she decided was a race.

Snaking an arm around Avery's waist, he tugged her close. "Geez Bones, I'm going to have to hold you close so you don't blow away." He knew of Avery's eating disorder - and although it made him upset that she continued to hurt herself, he tried not to pass judgement. "Now come on, we've got to beat Soda!" He enthused, having the girl hop onto his back and then taking off in a jog in the direction he last saw the blonde run toward.

As they neared the lake, Kaleb found himself entranced by the natural beauty of the woods. "I wonder what happens to the woodland creatures if there's a fire." He asked randomly, of course fire was on his mind. Cursing that he left his cigarettes with Kite, he let Bone's down into the boat and pushed it into the water. Soda had already taken to wading through the water, but Kaleb took the straight course of paddling to the cave.

Avery looked so little, sitting in the boat. "Be careful Mouse, if you do too much you might get sick." Kaleb had looked at Avery as a younger sister for a long time. She was very beautiful, the type of girl you just want to keep in your pocket for safe keeping. But she was going to do whatever she wanted, they all did. Making it to the cave finally, Kaleb helped Avery out of the boat, watching Summer and Lyfe from where they dangerously stood.

Instinctively, Kaleb glanced at Avery once Soda began yelling at Kite. He knew of Avery's girl crush on Summer, and although he suggested Avery just let it blow over, Kaleb had the unpleasant assumption that the two would end up together. Much like Soda, Kaleb agreed with the "don't fuck the homies" mentality. However this might have to do with the fact with the girl he did want to sleep with was a lesbian. Soda made it to the cave, the fringe of her shorts wet from her journey.

Charging toward her, Kaleb wrapped his arms around Soda, hoisting her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes before spinning her around and round. "Now tell me who you love before I throw you into this water- clothes an all!" Kaleb shouted, his toes coming to the edge of the water.

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"Hiiiiiiii baby," Tristan's head spun around as Jaylene approached him looping her arm around his waist. "Oh, you smell good." Tristan laughed as Jaylene buried her face in his side and breathed him in, "That would be the smell of my weed with just a cologne" he said jokingly as the two high teens stumbled forward heading towards the cave. "You know I always - I don't screw around with my friends. Because you don't fuck your friends." Tristan gave a lite chuckle "Yeah. Well, can't be a manwhore all the time." As Jaylene started to ramble Tristan pondered why he had never tried anything with any of his friends. It's not like any of them were of attractive, at the end of the day it was just that to him they were the only family he had and risking that for sex just wasn't worth it to him.

The feeling of Jaylene releasing him from her grasp drew him back in "Stay there I'll be back!" Tristan sighed "Make it quick!" he shouted as she disappeared back tracking into the woods. He had no idea what she was going back for but what ever it was she sure as hell better be sharing. Tristan was standing in the quiet with his eyes closed just listening to sounds of nature. Tristan hadn't even opened his eyes when Kaleb pulled him into a hand shake/hug, patting him on the back. "Yo, where's Soda?" Tristan just stood there although he had heard the question was body wasn't forming the words to respond. Fortunately for him his assistance wasn't really needed as Kaleb left him headed down the same path Jaylene had just taken.

Kaleb had given Tristan the go ahead but Tristan didn't hadn't moved, he was to involved with in his buzz to move. He just felt so numb to it all which is a feeling he had learned to love over the years. All his senses seemed enhanced all he just stood in one spot staring at some freaky looking bug sitting on the bark of a tree. Tristan mind just now registering that he was all alone allowed his legs to move in the direction of the cave. He stumbled and staggered as he walked through the woods but as he finally reached the site of the party Lyfe and Kite were nowhere in site. The booming sound of Brik's voice caused Tristan to look up and see himself and Summer about to appearently jump off of a cliff. That was far from a bright idea but what more could you expect of two high ass teenagers.

As Soda Pop arrived with Kaleb and Avery would must have shown up when they went back to the car, Tristan's eyes immediately zoned in on the beers. Now he knew what she had gone back to the car to get and he was glad she had. Walking over to where she stood he took a beer from the pack after he and opened it was ease letting the drink slid down his throat. Looking back up at Brik and Summer he wondered if they were actually crazy enough to jump, taking another gulp on beer he stared up at them waiting to see what they would do. He attention turned from the crazies up above to the ones standing around him. He laughed as Kaleb through Jaylene around his shoulder and threatened to put her in the water. The idea of pushing them both into the water crossed his mind but he let it go as he went with lighting up a blunt instead.

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Image It was before her mashed mind was able to register it that Kaleb returned, swooping under her somehow and managing to heave her up onto his shoulders. Before her abdomen rested across his surprisingly strong frame, she tried to stop him but to no avail. "Well h-hey!" She squealed a little, spilling her beer all over and even some down the back of Kaleb's shirt. With a mock pout, she playfully drummed her hands against Kaleb's spine after surrendering the Pabst to gravity. "Now tell me who you love before I throw you into this water- clothes an all!" He said, making her stomach flop for a moment due to how far off the ground she was as her brainpower slurred.

"Bay. Bay. BAY! I love you!" Submitting to him, she sagged and reached her arms as far as she could to smack his ass. Her blond hair was a whirl as they spun together. "Go ahead, throw me in," she dared him, "Do it! See what happens!" A ridiculously big grin refused to leave her face as the limbs of her tall, dark and handsome friend bore her weight. Small feet kicked wildly in the air. Somehow it was heavy, muggy even. She wasn't cold and well - maybe that was the drugs.

To herself, as she swung a little, she muttered sincerely, "I do love you, wild thing." So happy was she with her friends and how close they all were, that she never wondered if someone was thinking about her at night. A lot of girls her age would cry themselves to sleep and feel outcasted. Not to assume that she was never there persay, but she hadn't been there in a long, long time. Someone was always thinking of Soda in the way that she was always thinking of them, pasting their memories into photo frames and preserving their sentiments in laminated crafts.

Occasionally from where she was held, she'd oscillate her gaze to look longingly at the heights her other friends were climbing to in the precarious nightfall. Yet they all felt invincible and amongst themselves, they were just that. Visions of Tristan passed in blurs as he too helped himself to a can of beer. Sporadically the smell of his cologne and toxicant of choice would spike her senses with ferocity.

Adjusting her long fingers to grasp at the fabric of her shirt, she raised herself just enough for her whisper to twist into his ear only, "You're good at making me feel alive." Her thoughts were interrupted by the siren's disjointed calling from the cliffs above.

"Baby as soon as you come down, this little monkey is going to be all over you!" Then Soda saw Brik - no longer Brik but Lyfe and full of it as he altered into his full-spectrum of beautiful color and triumph. Around her, the euphoria was vibrant and throbbing with sentience and substance. This was what she lived for, what she loved to see and the very thing that kept her alive.


-Current song playing from the radio-

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Lyfe watched Summer jump and with that wide grin, he stepped to the edge. He could see the world morphing into an electromagnetic spectrum of light. He could have swore that he had the ability to see radio-waves swimming over his head. The cloud were no longer menacing, but they were friendly with faces like cartoon characters. He waved at them and they waved back. He then looked down at the water, seeing it turn bright orange before his eyes.

"Wow," he whispered, his grin growing. "Lyfe is going to fly!" He jumped off the edge, feeling the wind rush around him, his one thought was: I'm a raindrop...I'm falling...If this is what dying feels like then bring it on. He was engulfed by the water, surrounded by peace and silence. He held his breath and it burned his chest. He didn't care. He could finish himself off right here and now, just hold his breath and stay under until his lungs gave up. It would be so easy...much less painful than letting cancer destroy them. He stayed under, his lungs screaming for air and his mind beginning to feel deprived of oxygen. So easy...the colors swirled around him like Edvard Munch's The Scream. So simple...everything was slowly melting away. So...his heartbeat was slowing, his lungs were on fire. I'm a raindrop...I fell...I splashed...I'm free...

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Hardly noticing the beer that spilled down his back from manhandling Sodapop, Kaleb laughed as Soda struggled against her hold until she finally slumped, accepting her fate. Finally answering his question that it in fact was Kaleb whom Jaylene loved he felt the snap of her hand against his rear - making the young man jump in a combination of excitement and surprise. The drugs had already lowered his inhibitions significantly - which were already dangerously low to begin with.

"Hey! Watch your hands missy, or else I might just have to not watch mine..." He said in a low guttural voice, running his hands up her thighs, his fingers skimming just under the fringe of her shorts. As she dared him to drop her in the water, he laughed, "Don't tempt me Jaylene - you should know better than to dare me to do anything." Daredevil could loosely be used to describe Kaleb. Although he was mainly the one putting others up to impossible drunken stunts - he could never say no to a dare.

ImageHowever this time he put down Sodapop- ankle deep in the water. He watched as Summer leaped from the cliff, which seemed to go in slow motion. Amazed, Kaleb kept his eyes trained on Kite her whole way down, staring at the ripple in the water where her head had disappeared until she emerged from the water. Clapping his hands enthusiastically, Kaleb then cheered on Lyfe to leap - Summer's rambling distracting him momentarily. "Do I see them dancing....?" Kaleb asked tentatively, tapping his fingers on his chin. But by then Summer had moved to the fire - dancing around the enchanting flames.

Snapping his attention back to the lake, he expected to see Lyfe shaking the water from his hair. "What the-" he wasn't able to finish his sentence before he took off. Throwing his shirt aside; Kaleb ran knee deep into the water before fully submerging himself, swimming to where he had seen Lyfe hit the water. His mind felt in a frenzy, his muscles in spasms from the frigid water - however with the help of adrenaline, Kaleb was able to find Lyfe.

His body was limp, as if he was asleep, but Kaleb could hear his soft breath in his ear as Kaleb adjusted Lyfe's weight so that he could drag him through the water and back to shore. "Damnit Brik - weren't you just at the hospital..." A worried Kaleb mumbled, reaching the cave and pulling Brik onto a soft bed of moss. He pumped Brik's chest, but the boy seemed to be breathing fine - he just had to open his eyes. "Brik! Wake up you Prick!" Kaleb shouted.

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"Don't drink all the beer Trist!" Kite yelled from above down at him. Tristan chuckled "I make no promises!" he shouted back in response as he took a gulp of the beer before putting his blunt in his mouth. Before he knew it Summer was free falling and as he watched her she seemed to be moving in slow motion as he body finally hit the water below. "That shit was cool," he said as he looked from the water back up the cliff where Life was standing, "Am sure as hell not going to do it myself but I will admit that it was cool." Finally resurfacing "wow that was fucking awesome" is what Kite said before swimming back to others and climbing out of the water. As she started mumbling about something dancing Tristan just shook his head, she was so baked.

It was only moments after Kite started dancing around the fire with Avery that it was Lyfe who was now leaping off the edge. If it wasn't for the weed and alcohol in his system Tristan may have actually seen all his friends reckless behavior at the moment to be at least some what concerning but in his current state this was nothing more than awesome fun. At least it was all fun and games until Lyfe's body hadn't resurfaced like Summer's had, as Kaleb jump into action Tristan made his way over to the waters edge in time to see Kaleb dragging himself and Brik back to shore. As Kaleb got Brik back on dry land he went into CPR mode pumping Brik's chest, the calm relaxed mood Tristan had indulging in since this after now faded with worry of Lyfe's very own life.

Now standing right behind Kaleb Tristan let out a heavy sigh of relief as Brik started coughing up the water that had almost taken his life, "And I thought Kaleb was suppose to be the daredevil of this group," he said not knowing what the hell had gotten into his friend. "Okay seeing as I know we have all being thinking it am just gonna come out and ask. Brik. What the FUCK is going on with you?!" Tristan said completely clueless as to what was going on in Brik's mind. One minute everyone was having a good time and getting all levels of fucked up and the next Brik was on a fucking suicide mission. And to make things worst he had managed to screw up Tristan's high in the process, which had just really blown his entire mood.

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Roasting, the atmosphere consumed her. She was starting to come back down but the vibes she was getting from her crew was enough to keep her content if only for a little while. Being ripped out of her mind was among her favorite avocations but when she was with Bonesy, Lyfe, Kale, Tristan, Mordi, Mads, and Summer - she felt whole. Speaking of Mads and Mordi, she wondered where they were as Kaleb's muscles held and twisted her, allowing for a bewitching panorama. But the two M's were missing from the nighttime wide view.

"Hmm!" She mewed at daring finger tips outlining the ruined seams of her jean shorts. Swatting at him, she was about to mouth her MO but instead mused, "Oh no! Please! Mama will be so upset with me! I'm a good Christian!" The gag was one of her favorites due to the fact the she was the complete opposite of a celibate-swearing-God-fearing innocent.

She tumbled to the front of him, cradled in his arms against his upper body for a moment. Snubbing her thumb against his nose, she narrowed her eyes and pouted her lips, "Arf arf." Her tongue darted between her teeth to break her smirk apart as he slid her from his grasp and into the water just in time for her to pivot and watch Kite sail from the upper crests of the cliffs and into the depths of the lake. It was one, long, beautiful movement similar to polyphonic dance in Soda's mind. She had realized at her friend's ramblings, however, that she wasn't nearly high enough.

'Dancing, monkeys, stars, flying'. Palming her face, she stood breathlessly in the lagoon until another colossal break in the water caused her to exhale violently, turning to see who came now. She only saw a split second of Brik before he disappeared beneath the surface while she relaxed into the atmosphere and looked as if she were asleep. Her eyes burst open, streaked with blood twines and glazed hue, following the discolored body of Brik as he was dragged ashore. Summer danced around her but Soda's mind was completely lost to the fun.

She shrugged, about to do a bump when a raucous sputter made her nearly drop the entire bag into the lake. Pivoting, her heels swishing in the reservoir, she saw what made the congested noise. Brik.

Then all the premonitions and hunches hit her tenfold as she paced over, damp from the calf down. Looming over him, she tilted her head and said nothing. Tristan nearly pushed past her, interrogating the circumstances in which Brik had come to hack up chunks of crimson and water. Surely it wasn't just the high that made him do it. Patting Tristan's shoulder, she gestured him away, leaning on her tippy toes to say something quietly into his ear.

"I don't think it's up for discussion. I'll handle it." Crouching, she reduced in size beside Brik who was just moments ago fearless and untouchable. Elbows rested on her knees while bony fingers dangled between them. Her lips slanted back and forth as she mulled over what to say, her high unreservedly diminished in the recent turn of events. When she looked at his own blue lips, she fought back a frown and forced a painstaking smile, "You're gonna' catch pneumonia or some sort of contemporary bullshit that all these people have been contracting from lake water lately." His body surged as his trachea hawked unpleasantly.

"But sounding like that - we should probably get you home. Or wherever you need to go to get some rest. Vera is a good nurse if you wanna' crash in my parent's room." It wasn't until she finished the proposal that she realized she'd been holding back her breath again. Her sternum gasped and her lungs felt like they were going to claw their way out. The world around her turned dull again, ordinary and somewhat depressing.