Le Disko - Blowout!

Le Disko - Blowout!

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Rumored to be the party of the year, it's a blowout, the last big bang before each of these familiar faces take a walk in their Graduation gowns.

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The Queen & Her King, and his Evil little sister.

Gabrielle and Heinrick, prom queen and king, head cheerleader and star quarterback, the most admired people in the student body. Some hate them, others strive to be like them. But no matter how perfect the two may seem, they both have their own problems. Gabrielle's family is falling apart, with her mother shamelessly stripping her father and all of his wealth in their bitter divorce. Heinrick has his eyes on the younger girls of the Downer's Grove South population, a high school large and yet small enough to know mostly everyone. He's cheated on Gabrielle for quite some time now, but continues to be with her because of her fragile state nowadays.

The big blast off party was initially planned to occur at Heinrick's large mansion, but with a mischievous younger sister, Dalia, who threatened to tell Gabrielle about Heinrick's adultery, he convinced Gabrielle to have it at her place while her father was on a business trip. Dalia and her friends we're certainly not invited, but with Dalia's determined nature, they plan to crash it anyway.

The list of characters can either be from Gabrielle's, Heinrick's, Dalia's circle of friends(sophomores), or simply a classmate, even enemies of the three.

The character sheets? Use the tabs to your liking, I like to see creativity. Depth, Depth, DEPTH is what I ask for. Make your character deeper than just a party girl or guy, what's his or her story?Don't be afraid to PM others to connect characters in dramatic ways.

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Dallera & Carson


For as long as Dalia could remember, Heinrick had been the gem of the family, the most likely to succeed, the perfect son. And for as long as she's existed, she's always been told the opposite. Perhaps it was one of the reasons why she simply refused to talk, there isn't a more challenging time than trying to get more than a two word answer out of Dalia. Heinrick for instance, had stopped trying long ago. He talks, she listens. Ricky isn't even sure there's ever been a time in her life that she'd speak openly. For that one reason, Dalia had no real friends, but she did party hard. When Carson Cruz moved into town, he'd been the only one to not mind her silence and insane need to let loose. Although compared to Dalia, Cruz was a total chatterbox. It was a match made in heaven, but as it turns out, there's never been any want on both parties to make it more than just friends.

"Dalia!" a heavy-set man's voice echoed on the other side of the door to a girly, decorated room. Banging was added to the yelling, "Dalia! Turn off that damn music!" Mr. Duman snarled before helping himself inside. The stereo was blaring some progressive dance music while a shape was laying in bed, completely covered by blankets and comforters. Mr. Duman hurried across the room and flipped the stereo off, glaring in the direction of the bed. "How can that girl sleep with all this sound..." he muttered to himself before quietly making his way out. It was true, Dalia did usually sleep with music on, silence would bring on the deafening buzzing in her ears. It was silent now. Yet the shape in the bed did not stir.

"Can you hurry up?!" Cruz hissed, his palms on the top if his head in that nervous stance. He was expecting to get a silence in response, not a sexy stiletto nearly missing his head- the other joining it right after. Dalia was making her way down the shingled roof, all barefoot and with a tight mini dress. She knew Cruz could certainly see what she displayed beneath the dress, but if there was a bit of modesty in her cold soul, she would have actually cared. Eventually, after jumping down onto the garage roof that adjoined the mansion, she climbed down on the other side, where a wall of vines grew so respectively.

"Did he see you?"

Dalia shook her head 'no', then grinned briefly. She'd slipped on the stilettos and led the way to Cruz's car.

"I couldn't get 'bowling balls', D," Cruz spoke apologetically as he slipped into the driver's seat.

"Then what did you get?" Dalia made herself comfortable in the passenger's seat, lifting her feet on the dashboard to inspect if she'd gotten any bumps and scratches making her way down from her window.

"Molly," Cruz answered, a smirk cracking the frown.

"Molly's good," Dalia responded quietly, extending her palm out to him, Cruz placed the small baggy of Mollys in her palm before pulling out of the shaded street. Before long, they'd be parked outside Mark's house, sending him a subtle text that they were here.



Heinrick


The party was already in full blast, with some missing faces, but it was still early enough for arrivals. The house was prepared, the alcohol outnumbered the crowd, so it was an expected success. A typical sight, Ricky preaching about something to his group of lackeys and a slight number of girls, this took place next to Mr. Samuels work of art, the large, pimped out bar. He rarely moved from room to room, or crowd to crowd, he liked to stay in one spot, next to his Jack and Coke and be the center of attention. Who wouldn't? His friends admired him, not to mention half the school did. Those who didn't? Well, those we're usually a kind of student body that didn't exist to the levels of Rick's crowd. The topics? Football, drunk stories, at times, the topic would shift to a more philosophical one, but that only happened with the right amount of alcohol and the involvement of drugs.

Earlier that day, Rick had to battle with his parents for his dad's convertible. Gotta arrive in style to your own party, right? When he did, the guys spent a half hour outside, just checking it out, the engine, the purr. Ricky basked in the kind of admiration. He had the world in his hands.

Now, with the party in full bloom, the initial crowd dispersed throughout the rooms, the front yard, next to the cars. But the majority were around or in the pool. That's where Heinrick and his crowd were stationed, next to the outside bar that Mr. Samuels lovingly called "the Beer Garden". The DJ was outside spinning, there was space to dance, and just sit around, others were even laying it out on the grass. It was only 9:30pm.

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Lenny

Lena Coleman was stuck in a a difficult situation.She should have already been at Gabby's and Ricks party, grinding with some other fellow drinker.No,instead she was at her house listening to her father ramble on about boat and home insurance to a bunch of boring and middle aged men and women.Tapping her well manicured electric green painted fingernails against the wood table, Lenny began to become annoyed.

"So I said "Sorry but we don't cover broad theft, we only cover tiny theft!"

Lenny did the a face palm as she heard her fathers attempt at humor,feeling her cheeks begin to grow red with embarrassment and annoyance. She pulled her hand away from her face, expecting to see her father still standing and talking but instead noticing her father was now no where in sight.Lenny leaned over towards a mildly attractive blonde woman and said"Where did my Dad go?"in an almost elated voice, praying the woman said he suddenly vanished into thin air and would never appear again.

"To the kitchen to get more wine for everyone sweetie."

Thank God for small favors at least.Lenny shot an angelic smile over towards the woman, debating whether or not to bitch at her for calling her sweetie.She decided against it.As soon as the blonde woman looked away Lenny sat up in her chair, flipped back her mahogany colored hair, and walked swiftly out of the room.Her father wouldn't really miss her presence and he might even be thankful that she had decided to go out instead of causing a big disturbance.Typical Dad and his need for others to see his daughter, almost like he was showing her off. Lenny pushed a hand through her hair and let several strands of hair fall over her chocolate colored eyes.

Just before running over towards the door she paused in front of the silver hall way mirror.She wasn't able to put on as much makeup as she would have liked to without having her father raise his eyebrow and point upstairs. A thin spread of red lipstick, even coating of mascara, and a thin line of black eyeliner. She grinned in the mirror and then blew herself a small kiss. With any luck at least one guy would have a trail of red kisses all over him tonight. She turned away from the mirror, walked towards the front door where she grabbed her small black Nike bag she had placed there over two hours ago, and ran out of the house without giving a final look back.

Thankfully her house was only a couple blocks from Gabby's, and she had her heels in her Nike bag to change into at the party so she wouldn't be forced to wear what she already had on. Sneakers.Another grin spread over her face as she began to walk towards her friends house, already hearing the sound of people yelling.

"Looks like the funs about to begin..."

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"Hey Abby! Where the fucks my black Vans?"The voice belonged to the one and only Mark Hutcher, the self proclaimed "Sexual Deviant" at their high school.A female voice chimed in from the room next to Marks."I let you stay here and live with me but I'm not your maid dumb ass! Look under your bed or something."Mark rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue in annoyance.His sister constantly pulled the"I'm letting you live here" card against him no matter what they were arguing about.The remote to who makes dinner.It was better then living at home though.

Mark flipped his head to the side, flipping his hair from his blue eyes before bending down to examine underneath his bed. Dust bunnies annnnnnnnnnnnnnd his Vans. Fuck she was right.

"Well were they there?"Abigail called out in a very amused voice."Nope! You were wrong." He yelled back with a grin on his face, putting his right foot into the first shoe and tying them.Tonight D,Carson, and himself were crashing Dahlia's older brothers party.Booze,girls, and maybe even a little weed. The thought was enough to put a grin on the teens face.

After he laced up his shoes he took a deep breath and walked into the living room, where his sister was folding laundry.Her back was turned to him so he took the opportunity to sneak behind her, making sure not to let his feet touch the creaky floorboards. When he was inches behind her, he very gently poked her back and his sister let out a loud yell and a string of words that sounded a lot like French.

"Bastard! Hey why the hell are you even here anyways? Aren't you going out or something?"His sister asked curiously while she began to pick up a few articles of clothing she had dropped when he surprised her.Mark nodded and then moved towards the kitchen, opening up the fridge and taking out a Coke. He cracked it open, and brought it to his nose, taking a quick sniff before tilting his head back to chug it down.

"Yup! Going out for a few hours with Carson and D." His sister didn't care if he went out as long as the police weren't at their door with him in cuffs."Sounds good, tell them I said hi alright. Don't get any girls pregnant either. Not that anyone would sleep with you while conscious..."Abigail mumbled under her breath and giving her little brother a devilish grin. Mark plopped the Coke can down on the counter top and flipped his sister off.

Just as he was about to reply to his sister he felt his phone vibrate inside his jeans.He reached inside his pocket to grab his iPhone and take a peek.Dahlia, sending him a brief message that she and Carson were outside."Alright sis catch you on the flip side, I'm out!" He said throwing his sister a peace sign, which she rolled her hazel eyes at, and made his way outside towards where Dahlia and C were waiting.

He opened the passenger side door and jumped in the back."Lets get the hell over to Blondies house . I need some whiskey."

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Gabrielle


Gabrielle stood in front of her large vanity bathroom mirror, applying her makeup. She layered the curve of her eyelids in a deep black eyeshadow, and then placed a silver shimmery color above it. Gabrielle looked at herself in the mirror, taking it all in. The bathroom door was closed and locked to keep out anyone that might be trying to break in. The floor rattled a little bit from the base of the music downstairs. Her blonde hair was in full, voluptuous curls, thanks to her trip to the hair salon earlier. Her cheeks were tinted with a light dust of gold, and her lips were a deep red. She pumped her hair curls a few times, and made a kiss to the mirror. Gabrielle zipped up her makeup bag and moved it away from her, stepping back to look at the rest of her appearance. She had put on an outfit that no one would have expected her to wear; she wanted to be a different person tonight. She wore a strapless, black, tight, latex dress with black fishnets. On her feet she wore black pumps. Tonight, she felt like the Lady in Black. She adjusted the top rim of her dress, her body looking more electric than most people had ever seen it. She did a quick turn around in the mirror before turning to leave the bathroom, shutting off the light behind her.

When Gabrielle walked down the stairs, she saw the scene of, in her opinion, one of the greatest parties ever. She wiggled her way through the crowd, watching as some peoples' eyes followed her movements.

Gabrielle looked more striking than usual. She was born to be beautiful, and the way she dressed tonight only enhanced it. Her mother had eyes such a bright blue that they were almost blinding, and her fathers eyes were a deep hazel. She had come out with grey eyes and blonde hair, which she inherited from her mother. She pushed her way to the crowd before she found the front room of her house, looking for a place to sit. When she saw that it was crowded with people making out and bottles. She changed her mind and headed for outside; she hadn't seen Rick arrive there yet.

Gabby walked out of her front door, stepped over a few people, and leaned against the outer wall of her large house. She heard a few people whisper and wonder who was that before recognizing her. She only smiled and waved at them, being the girl she was. Once she got past the crowd of incoming people, she saw Rick's car pull up. There was almost no mistaking that car. She walked slowly, her every move catching the eyes of others. A lot of people came up to her and waved, but a lot of girls stayed back, envious of her.

Finally, Gabrielle reached a spot where she could see Rick's car in full view, and she saw it was empty. She frowned and looked around before thinking of a place where Rick and his friends would go. Her dad's famous Beer Garden. She walked around the back and quietly came up behind him, motioning to his friends to be quiet. She saw one of their eyes widen at her appearance, and she smiled and kissed the curve of Rick's neck before stepping beside him.

"When did you get here?" She asked, a smile still on her face. Seeing Rick always made her happier. She saw a girl walking by with a few joints rolled up in her hand, and Gabby stopped her and asked for one. The girl shrugged and handed it to her, and Gabby said a small thank you. She used the girls lighter and slowly lit the joint, breathing in deeply before exhaling a swirling cloud of smoke. The joint was not sweet at all; more sour and tart than anything. Once the girl was out of view, Gabby dropped the joint on the ground and grinded it with her heel before looking back at Rick.

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Dawn

"Mom, I'm going out tonight" A dull female voice rang through the house, the expected silence she received cause the female to roll her eyes as she continued to lay across her bed. If you could call it that, it was really a old mattress in the midst of clothes and crap. "I don't know why I try.." She spoke softly to herself as she watched the smoke dance from her mouth and drift in front of her face, creating a halo above her head before her jerky movements disturbed the dancing smoke as she tried to get a glimpse at her clock. 9:45pm.. she tried to think back to when the party started as she rose, the dim light revealing a small curvy frame, her muscles flexed as she raised then high above her head in a stretch. Her upper body was bare but as she move across the room to open her window, it revealed lacy blue and white stripped panties that hugged her round bottom.

She hung out of the window and finished her joint, letting the night air brush against her skin, not caring if she was exposed. She sat on the sill in silence for a long moment before flicking the little stub into the darkness and crawled back into her room. "I've kept them waiting long enough.." She joked softly to herself as she dove into her closet and came out with a black, lacy like dress with a tutu like skirt. She slipped on the strapless outfit and with a few digging around, she added some sexy black lace up heels. She glanced at the mirror to inspect her hair, currently it was turquoise but was slightly faded. "No worries!" She spoke to herself as she fingered her hair, sending it in crazy waves on her head and ruffled her bangs so it framed her face.

"Now the finishing touches!" She put on smoky black eyeliner, making her hazel eyes spring out as she added turquoise sparkles to her dress and shaking herself out so her dress sparkled the same color as her hair if the light hit it. "You look gorgeous darling~" She said with a drawl as she added lipgloss and blew herself a kiss in the mirror as she turned, bounding out of the room and down the steps to see her mom zoned out on the couch, watching TV. "Hey, remember to throw your beers AWAY not in the sink" She scolded lightly, tossing a few cans in the trash as her mother gave an impact like grunt.

Dawn rolled her eyes and snatched up her keys and phone, securing her phone between her breast and her keys around her wrist. "Anyway, going out, might be back in tha mornin" She said as her mothers pale, hazel eyes looks up at her daughter as she brushed dark, oily strands of hair away from her face. Dawn stood for a moment and actually thought for a second that her mother might notice how she was dressed and make her go up and change, but what came from her mother's mouth was, "Wear protection, Don't want you bringing babies in here" She grunted then went back to the TV.

Of course! "Yea, whatever.. Cya." She called over her shoulder as she walked out, slamming the door behind him as she made it over to her old mustang and climbed it, starting the ignition as the car purred to life. "Let's have some fun tonight, shall we..?"

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Laziness. The room was full of it, plus smoke from Beck's last joint. In the usually organized room, clothes and two pairs of shoes (one a pair of pumps and the other dress shoes) had been purposely flung across the room as if it were some sort of a battlefield. Everything was a tangled mess, including the two naked figures on the bed, covered with sheets. A brunette positioned herself on Beck's arm and simply snuggled in, half-awake with the evening coming closer and closer. She planted a kiss on Beck's jawline, rousing him from his slumber, and with sleepy eyes looked at his female partner with a small, lustful smirk.

"Honestly, Emmy. You keep getting better each time we go," he said amusedly, pulling her close. "And that is quality time, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, shut up," she said, shoving him gently as he held her close. "Besides, I've got no other way of venting out boredom. You know you've got me."
"Yes I do, ma chère. Aaand... I would've asked to go for another round, but I have a party to go to."
"I just hate you for ruining my mood," she said, pouting as she pulled away and got up, her form not too visible in the dimness of the room.
"Chère, please. It's a fling," he said, getting up to follow her.
"But I really, really like you."
"Hey, no frowns, doll. You know I hate it when you do," he said, wrapping his arm around her bare side before going off to have a shower.

It was strange this time around. Having a party at Gabrielle Samuels's place? This was too unlike Heinrick, but whatever. A party was a party, regardless of what anyone thought. Plus, it was huge. What more could he ever want? An opportunity to snag as many ladies? Have a few pills or a whole round of drinks? That was just something he couldn't miss out on at all. No, sir. As he got off from the shower stall, a towel wrapped around his waist, he found Emmy putting on her clothes preparing to leave. He quickly flipped the switch on and saw her, well, upset. Didn't he tell her not to frown or be sad?

"Oh, come now, Emmy. We'll have our time soon enough," he said, gently pecking her cheek as he went off to the bathroom to dry his hair and the rest of him. He marched off in his birthday suit to pull out several articles of clothing, and put them on. It was an ordinary task, but it was strange. This time around, he wouldn't look like a wimp. Instead, he was going to have to show off what he had. A dark grey v-neck (and not the type that plunged all the way) showed his own toning well, including his arms, and a favorite pair of jeans were quickly slipped on and he pocketed a few of his needs in the pockets of his pants and, following his casual friend, he went out of the house, never forgetting to shut off all appliances and lights and locking the doors. Cautious lad, he was.

Occasionally, Beck's Miata carried his usual cocktail of abused substances: weed, codeine (in cough syrup), acid and MDMA all hidden under his driver's seat. An available alternative to him at this point while he was driving was a simple menthol cigarette he'd gotten from the convenience store he'd dropped Emmy off at. He knew better than to get rash with the cops tonight. An easy drive through street after street was quickly over once he reached the place. Several other people were here already, and with a smile, he pocketed his pills, acid and weed in his pockets before he made it inside, slinging his jacket over his right shoulder.

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Today was the day he got his balls back. For once, since he'd met Heinrick, Spence wasn't the first person at the party, or helping out. He wasn't, even now, as the party was probably already in full swing, standing by Rick's side and chatting up the guy's massive ego. Of course, he would be soon enough, but now it was different. Now it wasn't because of some need to be friends with him, or desire for the older male's approval. Now, he was done standing in that big muscly shadow, and now it was to become an intricate game, a game he planned to win.

Spencer took his time at the pool today, swimming a few extra laps when he knew he was suppose to be at the party already. Lazily hoisting himself up and out of the water, he towel dried his hair and chest, letting the water from his swim trunks continue to drip as he gathered his stuff together. Slinging his string shut bag over his shoulder, he stepped into flip flops and headed out to his jeep. With a towel over his other shoulder, he waited until he was at the driver side door before wrapping it around his waist to prevent him from getting the seat wet. He jammed the key into the ignition, turned up the radio, and headed home where he would kill even more time with a proper shower. An hour after he should have already been there, Spence was just pulling a shirt over his head and bending down to tie his shoes. A quick hand through his hair, he pocketed all the essentials and proceeded to make a pit stop at the liquor store, flashing a fake ID to buy his signature and flavored brands of vodka, a peace offering. He couldn't have Rick to pissed at him just yet, so bringing alcohol seemed like it would be a good distraction from his tardiness.

Finally, Spence pulled up to Gabrielle's house, and hopped out of his jeep, vodka in hand as he slipped into the party making his way towards the very spot he knew Rick would be.

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Dallera & Carson


The atmosphere inside the car was heavy, the bass was cracking the stereo system while an intense dubstep song shook the entire car. It was turned down slightly when Mark decided to finally join them-- yes, it was around time they got to Blondie's house. Dalia turned her head to cast a subtle nod as a greeting while Cruz fully acknowledged Mark's presence with something along the lines of 'about time' matched with that grin of his. Soon enough, they were rolling off the driveway and towards Gabby's house. Dalia knew where it was, there's been a number of times she's had to pick Rick up when their parents let her use his car. Time flew by when you're high, and eventually, they were parking a few houses down the street since the area around the house was packed with cars. Cruz switched everything off and was the first one out of the car, Dalia on the other hand took her time, popping one more Molly.

Since the entirety of the party was scattered throughout the property, it was easy for the two of them to crash it without being noticed too much. Only Heinrick's buddies spotted the presence of Dalia, what with being a younger sibling of a Star Athlete, she often suffered the backlash of stardom. Attention she didn't need, nor want. Cruz was already wired, taking the first train to 'Rolling Hills'. The music attracted them like a moth to a lamp, leaving Dalia and Mark to scope out the crowd, each for a different reason.



Heinrick


In the midst of his conversation, Rick began to feel like he was hunted, even before Gabrielle touched him, he could tell from his lackey's widened eyes that someone was behind him. He knew it was Gabby, because everyone knew it wasn't smart to sneak up on someone like him. Rick grinned with satisfaction in response to the kisses, and took a generous swig of his beer, allowing her to take her place and stand beside him. But once his gaze actually fell on her, the mouthful of beer sprayed out a couple of feet in front of him in disgusted surprise. Needless to say, her question went unanswered as he grabbed her forearm and tugged her away from the group.

"What the fuck are you wearing, Gabs?" Rick hissed, his anger doubling with every longing stare that was directed at his girlfriend. "You look like a whore--what are you thinking?" As much as he tried to keep his voice down, the very tension between them gave away the true nature of their conversation. To make matters worse, one of his buddies was tapping on his shoulder.

"Rick," the guy said with increased caution. "Rick-"

"What?!" Heinrick snapped, briefly turning his attention off of Gabby and towards his friend.

"Dalia just showed up," the guy answered, shrugging his shoulders, "Just thought you should know."

"Wait what?" Rick's brows knit over his eyes, his hand released Gabby finally, and the tension was pushed aside. Rick quickly glanced around, and had soon enough spotted Dalia and one of her friends he wasn't familiar with emerging outside. "Shit..." Now a whole new issue was lifted to attention. He wasn't about to leave Gabby here alone, but his sister needed to be handled with. And as if just on time, Rick spotted Spencer cutting the crowd and heading over towards them. "Spence-- just the man I need," Rick began, feigning a casual grin, "I got a job for you," he purposely sounded enthused so as not to put Spence off. "I need you to get my sister out of here, I don't care where she goes, she just can't be here, understand?" He glanced back at Gabby, and without waiting for an answer, patted Spence's shoulder, "Good man, appreciate it."

What he needed to deal with first, was his girlfriend changing into something appropriate, and getting her away from the determined little devil that was his sibling.

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Lenny

Lenny couldn't help but grin when she arrived at the party, of course wearing a pair of thick black heels.She quickly scoped out the crowd for any guys she could start dancing with.Instead of spotting a guy Lenny's eyes grew wide with amusement as surprise as she took notice of Rick's little sis with her friend Mark. Lenny contorted her body around several groups of drunk teenagers before she made her way over towards Rick's little sister."Well well well look what we have here hmm? A little party crasher eh?"Lenny crossed her arms and then smirked as she looked at Dahlia."Well I'm not gonna tell your brother, just make sure to have fun alright.Don't sleep with anybody without a rubber." She shot a wink over at her and then walked away, but not without throwing Mark a small kiss.

Lenny continued moving around the crowd, trying to find out where the hell the two hosts of the party were at while also looking for where the shots were located.""What the fuck are you wearing, Gabs?" "You look like a whore--what are you thinking?" Lenny turned her head and rolled her eyes as she took notice of Rick's annoyed voice . His comment piqued Lenny's interest, moving towards the noise to see what exactly Gabby had on her petite little body.

"Holy shit Gabby! I think I went gay for like a whole second!"Lenny exclaimed as soon as she saw exactly what Rick was talking about.Of course she didn't go gay but the comment did create some whistles among the guys that made Lenny smirk.Rick of course looked positively pissed, and it didn't help when one of his buddies suddenly tapped his broad shoulders and said""Dalia just showed up," . Well that hadn't taken very long for her to get found out.Not that being the quarterback's little sister really made her invisible.

"Hey Lenny want a hit?"Lenny turned towards the voice and saw another football player,named Luke, smiling at her and holding a joint."Darling you should know I only do two things. Sex and drink. Weed falls into neither of those categories." Luke shrugged his shoulder and shot Lenny a smile of his own before leaning forward and mumbling something about helping her with the first category.Lenny smirked and put a small finger to the good looking boys lips."I haven't had enough beer to do that yet.Sorry" She patted him reassuringly on the arm before going to stand near Mr.Samuels outside bar, where she would more then likely be the rest of the night

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Gabrielle


Gabrielle was smiling right up until the moment when Rick spit his drink at least two feet away when he saw her. At first, she smiled bigger, thinking he was that wowed by her appearance. Then she saw him turn towards her and roughly take her arm, pulling her away from his friends. She frowned and stumbled along with him, almost tripping and falling.

When he asked what she was wearing, she was about to respond when he said she looked like a whore. That took every word out of her body and anger boiled up inside her, making her cheeks a hot pink. She said nothing though, just let Rick finish ranting until his friend came over. Gabby tore her attention away from Rick and heard the guy say that Dalia was here, Rick's little sister. That only doubled the anger she was feeling. Dalia? At Gabby's party? Uninvited? Rick took his attention away from Gabby for a second. Gabby rubbed her arm where his hand was, and then heard Lenny yell something to her. She smiled big at her compliment, forgetting what Rick had called her and screamed happily. Gabby ran over to her friend, hugging her tightly, glad to be away from Rick's angry figure for the moment.

"Thanks! But you look way better then me! Because apparently, I look like a whore." Gabby said, looking down at her outfit and then back up at Lenny. "Is it really that bad?" She asked, turning halfway around to see if the back was worse than she thought. She didn't want to take off her outfit, because she had picked it out just for tonight. But she also didn't want to upset Rick and make him angry. If he wanted her to change, she guessed she would have to.

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"Holy crap!" She exclaimed once she pulled up to the party, she could literally feel the bass of the muaic vibrate through her seats, not to mention it was over flowed with teenagers. "Well alright, maybe this will be more then just-Parking spot!" She yelle and swerve into an open spot she managed to find on the yard. She grinned an glanced at herself in the mirror to give herself a once over, loving how the glitter on her dress matched her hair. She blew a kiss at herself as she killed the engine and climbed out of her car, she drew some looks at she flashed a smile and wave as she made her way towards the house, stopping to chat up a group or flirt with a cute guy as she finally made it inside.

She couldn't help herself as she let her body move and dance to the music, as she made her way through the crowd, she grabbed and wrapped her arms around the first boy she saw, flashing a flirty smile as she pressed against him. It wasn't until a second later when she reconized the male and smirked, she didnt know if her reconized her but it meant she could have some fun. "You seem to be in a hurry Hun! Leaving so soon? Shame.." She sais with a pout as she traced his jaw with her finger teasingly, "Why don't you hang with me for a bit, hmm?"

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Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

POST CHILDREN PLEASE ;(
Btw, I love your signature Divine x3

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Come one guys :\ gotta keep this going!

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

I need people to post, please

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Can someone please post? ;(

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

There's no posting order, just post, people. :P

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Posted. :) And it begins, I was kind of hoping for everyone's first posts to be the arrival to the party, but I'm fine with second posts as well.

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Sorry my post was such crap - was rushing to get it done before class. Easter Break after tomorrow, shouldn't be a problem anymore :)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

I edited my post, btw. Sorry about before, I'm a noob.

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

I'll have a post up tonight. :)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Hehe wasn't going to say anything :)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Fixed... I'm in the car...XD

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Son of a....I apologize XD I'm having an off day.

@Divine

Bianca not one word....lolXD

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Lol! :D Infliction, wanna read my post again? Cruz and Dalia are outside his house.

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Alright thanks for the conformation! Was confuse for a bit :)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Thank for the edit, just wanna keep things moving so they can get to the party ;)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

My bad and I know Cruz didn't honk my char was waiting for him too. Ill edit :)

Re: [OOC] Le Disko - Blowout!

Please, please, people, please read the posts in detail. Dalia sent a text, Cruz didn't honk. And the party is definately at Gabby's house, I made it quite clear in my post.