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Laurel Academy {Remake}

Laurel Academy {Remake}

Laurel Academy has long been known as the school for those who will control their generation. To attend, one must be impossibly wealthy, impossibly talented, or simply impossible. Here, the super-powered mingle with the super-influential.

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inspired by the charlie bone series
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Introduction

{I originally made this RP a few years ago under the username Mac N Cheese, but have since forgotten the login info for that account so I'm reposting it under this account. If you'd like to look at the original, it can be found here.}

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Fashioned to look like older British universities, Laurel was established in 1872 by John Lester, an industrialist whose aspiration was to create a free school for the bright but financially needy of the state of New York to attend. The school gained such high acclaim that wealthier families began making large donations for their students to attend as well. Thus created the two groups within the school: the gifted and the wealthy. The school continued to go on with success, known as the new school with a talent for creating politicians, artists, and scholars of high caliber. With contributions made by alumni, the school was able to grow in size, adding new wings, dorms, and class options. Attending Laurel meant an almost guaranteed acceptance into the company or university of one's choice. However, with this esteem, the school began to lose it's original intent of taking high potential students out of unfortunate situations.

That is until until 1905, when it's third headmaster, Charles Luke, revamped the school to re-instill the old values, with a twist. Mr. Luke was very far from an ordinary man- his family was one which had come into the possession, whether through genetics or some sort of strange blessing was unknown, of preternatural abilities. He sought to find young individuals of similar ability and bring them into the school. The others of the school did not know of these new sorts of students, assuming them either wealthy or, thanks to their powers, extremely gifted but in the still usual manner. Spilling the secret of their portion of the school would result in expulsion of the student.

It proved difficult to keep this secret within the school, especially with unruly students. For the past three decades, the groups have been integrated together, and the reality of the students with supernatural abilities has been admitted to other students, who have sworn to secrecy through signing a document enchanted by a previous headmaster, such that their memories will vanish should they tell anyone outside of the school about their less normal classmates.

Knowing that many of their students have no where to go home to, or would prefer to further advance themselves over the summer (read: avoid their families), the school also functions to a degree over the summer. Those who attend the summer school as well as the normal year are known as the Yearlies, and they are all moved into a smaller dorm on the far edge of campus, right next to a large lake where they will be able to canoe, swim, etc, over the summer break. For this period of time they have half days of classes, all of which are electives.

This RP will take place at the beginning of the summer semester, such that the non-yearlies have already left for home, leaving the rest to move into the summer dorms as they have done every year for many years. Laurel is a K-12 school, so while there will be those who transferred in late, for the most part the students have known each other for years. Summertime is when the tension between the groups become highest, due perhaps to a less structured and less supervised environment.




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{ Those whose potential exceeds the small number in their bank account }



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Emerson Hill || Technology/Robotics || Imogen Poots || Seventeen || Taken by Me

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Keevan Brennan || Writing || Dylan O'Brien || Sixteen || Taken by Me

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Minami Nomura || Art || Kiko Mizuhara || Seventeen || Taken by cassiopeia_

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Thayer Gallup || Photography || KJ Kapa || Seventeen || Taken by The Littlest Mermaid

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Cayden Lawrence || Singing || Brandon Flynn || Seventeen || Taken by Geminiblues

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Lance Aguilar || Acting/Musical Theater || Manu Rios || Seventeen || Taken by blueiridescence

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Katiana Brokenborough || Fashion || Normani Kordei || Seventeen || Taken by Girl2Fine2

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Holden Cunningham || Singing/Dancing || Grant Gustin || Seventeen || [i]Reserved by Cliffspiracy



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{ They may have paid their way here, but these students are often the most charismatic and politically savvy }


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Daniel Ahn || Hospitality || Lee Soo Hyuk || Seventeen || Taken by Me

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Lucy Wood || Hollywood Parent || Sabrina Carpenter || Fifteen || Taken by The Littlest Mermaid

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Fransisco Escobar || Coal Mining || Alberto Rosende || Seventeen || Reserved by BleedingLover

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Pepper Collins || Father is Famous Plastic Surgeon || Tashi Rodrigues || Seventeen || Taken by Avon

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Brooklyn Winslet || Pharmaceuticals || Mimi Elashiry || Seventeen || Taken by LawfulAnnon

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Airi Hirota || Business || Hirai Momo || Sixteen || Taken by unicorns.are.real


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{ These are the students identified as being beyond normal, their powers coming from various places. }



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Soledad Núñez || Superhuman Strength || Herizen Guardiola || Eighteen || Reserved by BleedingLover

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Asher Blanche || Illusion Manipulation || Anton Lisin || Seventeen || Taken by Avon

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Genevieve Rosen || Botakinesis || Natalia Dyer || Seventeen || Taken by Geminiblues

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Drake Darby || Mind Control || Sean O'Donnell || Sixteen || Taken by LawfulAnnon

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Sean O'Callahan || Heat Manipulation || Xavier Samuel || Eighteen || Taken by unicorns.are.real

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Petra Kingsley || Telekinesis || Kassi Smith || Seventeen || Reserved by RubyTuesday

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Mason Hart || Feral Mind || Jacob Elordi || Nineteen || Taken by Girl2Fine2

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Christine Garner || Banshee || Shay Mitchell || Sixteen || Reserved by Cliffspiracy

Rules
1. In order to keep with the general theme of the rp, the gifted cannot be above middle class income, the influential cannot be more talented in a certain area than any given gifted OC, and the powerful cannot be wealthier or more talented than the gifted and influential (unless it is due to their power).

2. This rp should be semi-literate, so 300+ words per post, please. To reserve, tell me the characters age, face claim, name, and their Talent/Family Industry/Power as fits.

3. As this character is very relationship-driven, and most people will have been at the school for a good bit of time by now, setting up prior relationships is heavily encouraged. The more interwoven everyone is, the more beef or drama or hidden feelings, the more interesting this will be! For examples, I'd check the original rp (link found at the top). Characters should be interesting, flawed, and dynamic. They don't necessarily need to be completely realistic (we are talking fabulously wealth kids, prodigies, and supernaturals, after all), but their personalities should be.

3. Fade to black, be respectful, etc. Hopefully we all know how to get along.



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Character Portrait: Keevan Brennan "I can't resist a good story."
Character Portrait: Minami Nomura "Dust settles... I don't."
Character Portrait: Thayer Gallup no place is boring if you've had a good night's sleep and have a pocket full of unexposed film.
Character Portrait: Daniel Ahn "Only morons must use physical force to reach their desired ends."
Character Portrait: Lucy Wood throw sass around like confetti
Character Portrait: Pepper Collins
Pepper Collins played by Avon
"One day at a time..."
Character Portrait: Asher Blanche
Asher Blanche played by Avon
"Keep your enemies closer..."
Character Portrait: Emerson Hill "Gears and code and whatnot- that's simple. People are a little more complex."
Character Portrait: Lance Aguilar take center stage, don't stay in the background
Character Portrait: Sean O'Callaghan "When you lose your temper, you lose yourself."
Character Portrait: Air Hirota "What is life but one grand adventure."
Character Portrait: Petra Kingsley if our demons cannot dance, neither can we
Character Portrait: Cayden Lawrence "Be a voice, not an echo".
Character Portrait: Genevive Rosen "A flower does not think of competing with the others around it. It just blooms."
Character Portrait: Brooklyn Winslet "Life is a game and I'm here to win it."
Character Portrait: Drake Darby "Nerd Alert."
Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough goddamn right you should be scared of me.
Character Portrait: Soledad Núñez "I love those who can smile in trouble..."

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Jenny bit her lip slightly to contain her smile as he placed his hands over hers. ”Uhh… Angelina Jolie?” She rolled her eyes, laughing at his teasing and was prepared to give him a proper shove. However, he already knew this was coming. He quickly ducked out as her way, wearing his signature goofy grin. He looked handsome as always, a slight pink color appearing on her cheeks. She hoped it didn’t show. Even though Thayer had ducked out of the way she still leaned over poking him in the chest gently, shaking her head with a smile. ”Angelina Jolie?! You are, quite possibly, the biggest dork I know”.

Jenny watched his eyes fall intently into focus, and she had dubbed this his ‘camera face’. She had always thought it was quite cute when he concentrated on his photography, it was like he was in his own little world. This time, the subject was her. “Stay put” he said quietly as he aimed the camera at Jenny and she tried not to blush again. Thayer was always taking pictures of anything he came across, and Genevive had been a big help in some of his shoots. No matter how many times she was in front of the camera lens, it never made her any less nervous. As Thayer coached Drake about the proper way and technique to use a camera in this lighting Jenny tried not to fidget any so he could take a good picture. She had a soft smile on her face, as she heard the camera click, not even realizing she had been holding her breath the entire time.

Jenny turned her head sharply to the speakers as a small speech was made about this summer, followed by a thumping bass. The dance had started. Jenny turned back to Thayer with a grin, as he was already getting started with pouring two shots for the both of them. Jenny was never a heavy drinker or a huge ‘party girl’ but this was the one night a year where she just let go to have fun with her best friend. Thayer handed her the shot, in a toast. ”My lady. May we get even drunker and laugh harder this year than all the others.” Jenny laughed with a nod of her head, ”To bad decisions, and best friends” she clinked the shot glass with Thayer’s before downing the shot, the liquid burning slightly in her throat.

After adjusting slightly to the shot she took a step back, and began moving slightly to the beat on her heels. She waggled her eyebrows teasingly at Thayer and then to Drake and Keevan, ”Last one to the dance floor is a rotten egg” before sashaying to the beat to the dance floor, and strangely enough she left a trail of daisies in her wake. They bloomed everytime her feet would touch a new spot in the grass. When Jenny drank, her powers got… a little less controllable.



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Cayden’s phone buzzed and he checked the text a small smile appearing on his face.

You already know the answer to that, fuck yeah. We're the most musically inclined, it'll be good as fuck.

He raised his eyes across the bonfire to Lance’s, who happened to be staring directly at him. Cayden just cocked his head slightly to the side a small smirk on his lips. He had always enjoyed Lance’s company and friendship, he’d just wish that he didn’t pick such shitty friends to hang out with. Not to mention Lance had begun picking up the tendencies of the plastics and it was becoming exhausting for Cayden to keep up with.

He was abruptly taken out of his thoughts as someone ran into him, tipping the glass in his hands spilling it. ”Shit!” He said sharply in surprise, raising his eyes to the culprit. Air. He groaned slightly, she probably hadn’t even noticed she bumped into him. Thankfully, his shoes were the only thing tainted by the alcohol. ”Great. What a great start.” He muttered to himself turning to get some water from the table, grabbing a couple napkins. He tried his best to salvage what he could, scrubbing furiously but they were definitely stained.

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Character Portrait: Keevan Brennan Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Daniel Ahn Character Portrait: Lucy Wood Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Lance Aguilar Character Portrait: Petra Kingsley Character Portrait: Genevive Rosen Character Portrait: Brooklyn Winslet Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough
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Thayer's impromptu photo shoot of Jenny is perhaps the most blatant show of his affection yet, although the two of them are perhaps so blinded by their own crush that they can't see the feelings in the flash of the camera and Thayer's affectionate attention to detail. Behind them, the announcement that the dance is soon beginning is made. Keevan scans the crowd to try and pick out every new match that is dancing together tonight. Some of them are just friends joking around, some have simply grabbed the person nearest to them because they desperately want to feel truly included in the basically meaningless tradition.

Keevan is more interested in those who are nervously asking a crush to dance, or who are pointedly dancing with someone other than their significant other. The making and breaking of a couple is the most interesting part, to the young writer, with the rest of it often just feeling like fluff and filler. Of course, having never succeeded in a relationship for more than a few weeks, he hardly has an experienced approach to relationships. Keevan tends, instead, to fall for people he can't have, pine for three months or so, and then move on to another person just out of reach. He's too much of a romantic to take part in real romance. And yet, not so much of a romantic that he isn't interested in bringing the private out to the public. A celebration of human interaction, he would call his love for gossip. As a writer, he's always been good at sugarcoating.

"Why don't you two break tradition for once and go dance as a duo?" Keevan smiles at his own suggestion, giving Thayer a meaningful look that he believes to be subtle but is in fact quite transparent.

"After all, this may very well be Thayer's last summer here, right? Oh, lord, I think I may make myself cry thinking of that," Keevan mocks wiping a tear from his eye, but the thought of Thayer's graduation does bring him genuine pain. What would he do without his roommate and best friend? What if he gets bunked up with some obnoxious busybody his senior year? Certainly two of those in one room would become incredibly grating.

Jenny has a similar thought, challenging them all to a race to the dance floor. Keevan laughs as she darts off, and as soon as she's out of earshot looks over at Thayer and gives him an encouraging nudge. "No dancing as a group for this song, big guy. I want to see hands around waist, with at least two feet of space in between you. Wouldn't want to feel too intimate, would you?" He gently pushes Thayer forward so that the ginger will be the closest behind Jenny. Keevan, for his part, hangs back a few seconds and winks at Drake who is just as aware of the situation as he is.




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Emerson, thankfully, is pulled out of her little moment of melancholy by a friendly figure appearing and giving her a much needed hug. She looks over and immediately the wistful expression melts away to one of happiness at the sight of Mina, one of her absolute favorite people at this school. "Want to show those guys how it's really played?" Em follows the line of Mina's gesture to see a table at which a group of people are playing or spectating flip cup. Fond of any sort of competition, and at this moment very in favor of anything that leads to her having a few more drinks to chase away the sad nostalgia that is caught in her throat at the moment, Emerson gives Mina a tight squeeze back.

"That is exactly what I want to do right now- are you sure you weren't admitted to this school as a telepath? Have you been poking around my brain by any chance?" Em jokes. Of course, anyone who has seen any of Mina's art will know without hesitation why the talented artist was admitted to Laurel. As far as Em is concerned, Mina's art puts her inventions to shame. She could sit in a room and watch Mina work for hours without getting bored, which is saying quite a lot considering how Em tends to be quite antsy when not working on her own tinkering projects.

Em grabs Mina's hand and drags her over to the flip cup table, where they are met with more drinks and a cocky group certain of their victory. What they have not counted on are Em and Mina's fine motor skills, both quite adept for separate reasons.

The text from Kat buzzes in Em's pocket, but she is too caught up in the game to check the phone, quickly draining the drink in her cup and going into deep focus mode as she flips it over after three tries. She can normally do it in one, but Em would be lying if she said the alcohol was not affecting her in any way. Already her normally quick hands are starting to slow a little bit. In her attempt to cheer up, she had certainly had a few too many drinks. To be fair, most of the damage had come from that game of drunk Jenga earlier.

Kat arrives as Mina is taking her turn, giving Em the freedom to glance over at her friend and give her a large, almost sheepish smile. She already knows that Kat will be coming with a good-hearted scolding. "I'm not hungry! The poptarts were brown sugar, too, which makes them the least junk-foody of the poptarts. And I had two of them. Where's your drink? Oh, Kat, I'm going to feel silly if everyone else is more put together than me."

This, of course, is inevitable. Even when she is completely sober, most people seem to be better put together than Em.




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Daniel raises an eyebrow at Petra's challenge, but it one that he feels completely comfortable rising to. As cold as he seems, Daniel is actually quite good at taking care of other people when they get a bit too sloppy. Perhaps it is from his efficient control that this skill comes from. There may not always be warmth in the way he takes care of people, but he will without fail have a drunk friend tucked into bed with a glass of water and two aspirins on their bedside table for them in the morning. He has had to do this for many friends in the past, especially since several in his clique have a penchant for partying.

Brooklyn demands a future dance out of Daniel, to which he responds with an indulgent smile and an expression that makes it clear he is quite confident he'll be able to get out of it later. For all of his skills and talents, Daniel has two left feet, and prefers to avoid showcasing the weakness to the entire school. The smile fades quickly as he catches sight of something.

Most people would not catch Brooklyn's sleight of hand, but Daniel has always been the one who sees through magicians' acts. Besides, he and Brooklyn have been friends for nearly as long as he has been at Laurel, and the young woman would have trouble slipping anything past someone who has paid such close attention to her for so long.

Of course, Daniel does not say anything, because he would never do such a thing in front of other people. Truth be told, he is unlikely to do it in front of even just Brooklyn. Daniel is less inclined towards a confrontational intervention and more someone who works through small, subtle acts. He makes a note to keep a close eye on Brooklyn and Petra alike tonight. As they both disappear into the crowd of dancers, he remains back, but still able to see them over the heads of others. He is a silent guard, a watchmen in the night. Perhaps the perceived positions of the group are inaccurate. It seems that Brooklyn and Petra are more like a pair of co-ruling queens, and Daniel the one who watches and protects them.

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad Núñez Character Portrait: Mason Hart
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The thing was that Katiana could have a good time and probably would, eventually. Maybe. It depended - on what, she didn't know just yet. But the second Emerson turned to her with damn near glassy eyes and a a smile that was much larger than she normally would have amidst Katiana's light scolding, she already knew that she would be putting 'a good time' on hold for a little while, if only to assure Emerson a not-so-unpleasant hangover. She more than likely wouldn't be able to save the blonde from the hangover she subjected herself too because there was no denying that a hangover was coming, but she'd at least be able to stop an even worse one from forming. Hopefully.

"You do know that that's not how junk food works, right?" She inquired, impassive as she observed Mina and the game. "Junk food is junk food, and none of it is gonna soak up any of whatever you had to drink tonight." Sparing Emerson a calculative glance, Katiana smirked at the other girl, speculating in her head on what could have caused her friend to go crazy with the alcohol already. It wasn't surprising that Emerson had given into the allure of alcohol at an event where everyone was doing it; she was impulsive like that. It was one of the reasons why Katiana loved her, in the first place. However, indulging this quickly into the night and having the alcohol effect her this quickly only meant that something had triggered her, and Katiana didn't need anything making it worse. Sighing, her smirk turned into a more placating smile as she said, "How 'bout this? I'll get a drink if you come get real food with me after this game. I'll even let you pick what I drink."



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When Sol brought up her imaginary line of guys, the laugh felt like it was punched out of Mason and he found his shoulders growing more and more lax, once more back to a state that felt less like nervousness and more like normal. Which was a lot better - no, scratch that, it was much better than feeling as if he would be saying the wrong thing. The situation Kat had put him in wasn't one he was familiar with and it was weird to navigate out of the discomfort and awkwardness left in the other girl's wake. "Damn, Núñez, a whole line? How the hell am I supposed to compete with that?" was his retort with a wry grin. And when she told him that she'd concede to his request for a dance, he feigned a damn near affronted look. "Somewhat pleasant? I'll have you know that that was only a tease. I do my best shows on Saturdays at eleven o'clock," he told her, shaking his head when he followed her line of vision to where Brooklyn and Petra were.

Ask Mason on any given day, and he would tell you that it wasn't that Brooklyn wasn't pretty or that he actually had an altercation with Petra that resulted in his dislike of either. Because Brooklyn was pretty - really pretty - and he and Petra didn't interact enough for there to be any personal discord. However, that didn't stop him from disliking them and wanting nothing to do with either of them. It didn't help that it didn't take a genius to know that neither girl particularly liked Soledad much to begin with. When Sol moved to pull away from him, Mason reached over to grasp the hand that had been gripping his arm, an earnest glint in his eyes as he gazed down at her and said, "You and I both know I don't need to owe you shit to wanna dance with you." He shrugged. "I just do." Mason found himself staring a few seconds longer than necessary, but not exactly wanting to look away. Whether it was to convey the sheer honesty of his words or simply because of the way the still setting sun made the brown of her skin look even more golden than it already was, he wouldn't be able to say. But, after a moment too long, he licked his lower lip and smirked again, voice teasing as he added, "'Sides, gorgeous, who else am I gonna have fun and piss some people off with?" With her hand still in his, Mason - laughing - pulled Sol to spin her, hoping to start the having fun part (and putting aside the way his heart had damn near lurched at what felt like a confession a few seconds ago).

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"Boo!... Fine, but I'm getting a dance tonight from you if you're not drinking. I'll be nice so you can wait until everyone's too drunk to remember your dancing skills.

Petra laughed, well aware of how this game worked; it was as annual an event as the bonfire itself, the two of them trying in vain to get Daniel to dance (they'd even tried convincing him to sing, once, although that had gone down about as successfully as one would have expected). She doubted she'd catch him on the dancefloor any time soon, but the night was one of many possibilities, so she held out hope for a sudden elimintation of inhibitions. Was there any powerful here with that ability? Surely not. They'd be even more dangerous than her, and that would be... terrifying.

Her grin faded as she catches sight of his own falling smile, however, her brow rising questioningly as she follows his gaze to Brooke. She had no time to question the gaze, however, has Brooke grabbed her offered hand with enough zest to send her stumbling. "Let's dance!" Thankfully able to catch herself, she follows Brooke into the thrum of people.

The warmth of bodies enveloped her, cradling her comfortingly. She usually hated crowds, but there was something about the alcohol mixed with the energy around her, that produced a new, especially intoxicating cocktail. Her mind abuzz, she ran a hand through her hair and lifted Brooke's hand into the air, inciting a spin.

The worry of Daniel's expression lingered vaguely, through, as Petra danced, although as the alcohol began to hook itself, she could feel the concerns fading. She could anticipate what Daniel had seen- she knew Brooke better than she knew herself, after all. But she wasn't about to judge- with her baggage, such a thing would be hypocritical. Not to mention that she'd tried before, in her subtle ways. She broached gentle conversations, and offered an ear and a shoulder, but there was little more she could do. She had no doubt that if she began to fear for the girl's safety, she would do what she had to do (she might lose one of her most precious people in the process, but even that was better than having them lose themselves). But not now, and not tonight.

Tonight was a night for dancing and drinking and forgetting.

And so, with a carefree smile, she did.

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Thayer Gallup
{Seventeen - Rising Senior - Outfit: Here - #B6B6B6}
”To bad decisions, and best friends.”

Thayer's smirk never faltered as Jenny spoke, clinking her glass with his. It was always good to see when she let herself loose on nights like tonight. She seemed to be worrying about something constantly, even though everytime he asked she assured him it was nothing. Thayer had known her long enough to be sure that wasn't true.

That wasn't going to be on his mind tonight, though. As she sauntered off towards the dance floor, making it a competition out of getting their first, his eyes just followed her, happy that whatever usually occupied her mind didn't seem to be home tonight.

Suddenly remembering Keevan's comment, "Why don't you two break tradition for once and go dance as a duo?" that he'd said just before Jenny was out of earshot, he turned and rammed his elbow into his best friend's gut. Luckily, it didn't seem as though she had heard his remark (or at least she had acted as if she didn't). As Thayer turned to scold him, he opened his mouth once more and added, "No dancing as a group for this song, big guy. I want to see hands around waist, with at least two feet of space in between you. Wouldn't want to feel too intimate, would you?" Then he'd shoved further towards the dance floor.

With half a mind to go back, and the other half to do it and just use Keevan's taunting as a motive for action, he hesitated standing in no man's land. He wasn't quite on the outskirts where those who choose to sit back and watch reside but he also isn't yet in the space used for dancing. Rubbing the back of his neck with downcast eyes, a small smile tugged at the corner of Thayer's lips and a breathy chuckle escaped his mouth as he notices the trail of daisies Jenny left in her trot to dance.

What a lightweight. He thought, rolling his eyes before jogging over to where she's dancing. "No breadcrumbs?" Thayer teased, motioning down to the flowers littered in the grass. "I literally gave you one shot. Unless-" He feigned shock, throwing one hand over his heart. "Did little Jenny pregame? Or are you just that much of a lightweight?" Using the liquid courage he'd already had four cups of, he offered her an uncharacteristic wink, sure that he looked ridiculous doing so.

There was a battle going on in his mind, his want to dance, really dance with Jenny this time mixed with the courage from the alcohol and Keevan's comment about it being his last year, last chance, versus the unknown. The two had been close for years and he'd never picked up on any sign pointing to her having feeling for him as he did for her. It was too soon. He wasn't ready. He couldn't do it. His hesitation was definitely noticeable for anyone watching the two close enough, which he was sure Keevan was.

He had already opened his mouth in case he was able to force the words out, so now he closed it again. It opened again a few seconds later and still he could get no words to come out. Damn it! He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. Usually the alcohol made him braver and more fun, not stupid and mute. Offering her an apologetic look, he shrugged, sighed, and gave up, closing his mouth again.

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{ Seventeen | Rising Senior | Gifted |#49a9a6 }
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"That is exactly what I want to do right now- are you sure you weren't admitted to this school as a telepath? Have you been poking around my brain by any chance?"

Mina fake gasped, "I have been exposed." Mina let herself be dragged towards the table, the guys already looking towards them, probably expecting an easy victory. "My life is over!" Her flare for the dramatics a sure sign that the few shot she'd had earlier had already started to affect her, which was a surprise, Mina had a much higher alcohol tolerance than most of her friends. Did she only have a sandwich today, she tried to remember, but she came up blank. She will be sure to fix that as soon as they beat those guys. As Em was taking the the first drink, Mina was trying to asses the guys playing. Two of the four of them were already way too drunk, one was frequently checking his phone, probably waiting for a text from his girlfriend, and the last one was checking Mina out. This will be easy.

"Hey, love. Don't tell me you've been seduced by drunken tomfoolery too." Mina turned to Kat and sent her kiss, "Please, you know I'm the one does the seduction here." She turned and winked at her opponent before she downed her drink and flipped her cup. She took a quick glance to Emerson and Kat, before she drank and flipped the last few cups in rapid succession leaving the guys blinking at her, not yet sure how they should feel about losing.

"Did someone mention food?" Mina hugged Kat's waist, "I'm sure I should eat something, maybe even drink a bottle of water. As should you, Em. Otherwise I'm sure we would regret it tomorrow."

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Emerson doesn't mean to be a temporary stopper on Kat's party. She never seems to mean any harm towards anyone- frankly, Emerson hardly even means any harm to flies that buzz rather annoyingly around her. She's more inclined towards softness, sad but not malicious bitterness, and other such things. And yet this path has already been stepped on with one strong, careless foot when she drank too much without thinking about the obligation that Kat might feel to take care of her later on. Sadly, bright as Emerson is she is also quite dense, and doesn't catch on to the hold she has put on Kat's night. All she hears is the girl (not incorrectly) criticizing her food choice with traces of maternal concern in her voice. Emerson is many positive things: she is cheerful, she is smart, she is driven. Responsible, however? It may make cameos in her life, but for the most part she leans more towards spontaneity and carelessness. This is perhaps why Kat is such a crucial presence in her life. It is certainly why she, only half focuses on Kat's concerns at first, instead cheering in celebration when Mina wins the game for their team.

Her full attention finally focuses on Kat, who very much deserves it. "Poptarts are carbs! And carbs soak it up. Or is that starches? You know, I never really enjoyed those health classes they made us take in middle school and freshman year," she admits that her knowledge is pretty shaky when it comes to dietary needs and requirements. In this category, Kat is certainly the more reliable source of information.

Mina jumps to Kat's side, and Em smiles and shrugs knowing she is half-heartedly fighting a losing battle. "Alright, alright. Victory snacks it is! And luckily for you, I am completely lacking in creativity when it comes to drinks, so I'll settle for a vodka cranberry juice. Or maybe we can do a round of shots together, to bring in the new summer? Our final summer?" The last tack-on is half meant to encourage leniency, but ultimately makes Em a little sad to think about. After spending all of her life at Laurel, the idea of leaving it within the next year is incredibly daunting. Especially as she hasn't started any college applications yet due to sheer nervousness that seems to overtake her anytime she starts them. It's as though beginning an application will push her closer to the future and further from Laurel, something that makes her incredibly antsy to think about.

Em links her arms with Mina and Kat, and then smiles with a renewed brightness that comes from a valiant effort at pushing down those thoughts. "Shall we?"

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Rising Senior ; Power, Supernatural Strength
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When Mason reached for her hand, Soledad could feel her smirk grow and her eyes squint a bit. Not because she didn't want him to stop her from moving away but because she didn't expect it. In all honesty, she didn't know what she expected to happen when she told him that he didn't have to dance with her. It wasn't like he was going to say something along the lines of 'Wow, you're right.' and just walk away but, she didn't think he'd do what he did or say what he said. When he looked down at her, she just met with his big brown eyes as she looked up towards him. Her smile grew even more before she chuckled softly. And the pair just sort of stayed there, looking at each other. Sol knew she was smiling like an idiot and if Kat saw she would never let the New Yorker live it down. Ever. She didn't know what was wrong with her. This wasn't like how Sol usually acted. Mason flirted with her all the time. He winked at her all the time. They made flirty comments towards each other all the time. It was the one thing she could always rely on when they were together.

But, this felt... different. This was uncharted territory for her and in response, Soledad responded differently. She felt like if she didn't snap out of it she'd snap his hand like a twig. Soledad couldn't think much of it. If she did she'd find herself dodging Mason, Kat, and Kat's questions all night. So, she did what she did best. Dodge the comment entirely as if it was never said. Luckily for her, Mason broke the silence with a smirk on his face and sarcasm oozing through his voice. As he spoke, she made 'tsk' sound before rolling her eyes before being completely off guard once again but this time with him spinning her. Which ended with his arms nearly wrapped around her.

"Oh, you'd be fine. You'd find someone else," She looked up to him still his arms around her and a smirk on his face. "They just, ya know, wouldn't be as good as me." She winked towards him and nudge his side harder than she needed to just to show off that she was stronger than him and project who was really in charge during this dance. Something she has felt was her duty since the incident either of them chose not to talk about that almost ended with Soledad getting a concussion. "But, c'mon. Let's go show off your amazing dance partner and you betta be able to keep up, pretty boy. 'Cause I ain't slowing down for no man."

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