Lucy Wood
She scoffed and rolled her eyes, standing so she was in front of Daniel, "Look at the lust in the poor boy's eyes. He tripped over himself when I first spoke to him. Why would he spit in my drink?"
Daniel was an odd soul and she could tell he wasn't a fan of her or Lance. He tolerated them. She reterned the sentiment, however, so they were mostly civil around each other. That's what it was like around The Unholy Trinity. She and Lance were seen as babies, and it wasn't that she didn't understand why. They had ruled the school for longer than she'd been there. However, she was new. She was the up and coming, even Brooklyn saw that. You'd think that they'd care more to help her learn the ways that to just treat her as if she was a toddler. She much prefered the presence of solely Brooklyn and Lance to hanging around Daniel and Petra as well. Alas, most of the places Brooklyn went, the other two followed. So she coped.
In annoyance, Lucy turned her back on Daniel and a scowl appeared on her face as she took in who was in front of her. It was the loner boy, Sean. He was a hot head and she wasn't a fan. Pity, though, he was quite good looking. If you enjoy the rugged, never smile, always in a bad mood type. Her eyes didn't stay on him and his party-of-one bonfire for long because out of the corner of her eye, she saw a moving bright red object.
Why would anyone wear a neon red shirt to a bonfire? It clashes with the colors of the fire. Her thoughts were brief, because when she noticed who occupied the piece of clothing, she was both amused and horrified. Putting her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh, Lucy noticed that it was Drake in a bright red spiderman shirt. God, he's cute. She said, chewing on her bottom lip while the heat rose into her cheeks at the fact that she was currently attracted to a science nerd in a spiderman shirt with a flannel over it. Drake's eyes flitted up to hers and she could have sworn she noticed the ghost of a smile, but as quickly as their eyes had met, he had looked away.
Lucy was glad he had because moments later, the queen bee herself joined them. Brooklyn immediately tucked herself under Daniel's arm and Lucy could have laughed at the sight of their disfuctional family.
"Congratulations, I'm here! All of your lives just got better. So, what have I missed?" She asked the prince and princess.
Knowing she'd be wondering where Thayer was, Lucy was quick to offer that information, "Your photographer is over at the far keg with that writer, Keevan." Her eyes danced over Brooke's gorgeous outfit. "Cute necklace, B. Taking another sip of her drink, Lucy suddenly found herself wondering if she could find an excuse to talk to Drake sometime in the night. Maybe when Brooke, Daniel, and Petra were talking photos with Thayer. She was pretty sure he wasn't going to be making the first move towards conversation considering how The Unholy Trinity viewed him.
Thayer Gallup
Now, though, Thayer just let his face get red and continued drinking his beer, pretending that he couldn't hear the teases. At one point he muttered, "I don't have spidey senses..." into his cup. After Keevan was done with his insessant ramblings, Thayer hesitantly bumped his now mostly empty cup with the one he'd just filled for his friend. He downed the remnants of his drink, and poured himself another. That put him at three. If he was going to have to put up with these jokes all night he was going to need at least two more.
His pocket buzzed and his heart skipped a beat at the prospect that it was a message back from Jenny, but when he pulled out his phone he saw it was just an Instagram private message. Someone wanting to talk about him shooting their engagement photos. He'd have to get back to them later. Putting his phone back in his pocket, a familiar voice caught his attention. It was coming from nearby.
It didn't take Thayer long to find Brooklyn and her posse. Damn, she looks good. He thought as he let his eyes take her in, moving up and down over her body. Her consistant flirtations proved to be continuous temptation for Thayer as she was an extremely beautiful girl. Sometimes he even thought of letting into the temptation, but images of Jenny always flooded back into his head. Due to that, he decided he wouldn't say anything to Brooke. Not just yet. He was pretty sure she'd find him at some point in the night anyways.
As if on cue, the ultimate Brooke cockblock walked up. It was Drake. The boy smiled at Keevan and Thayer before bending down to fill up his own cup, "Have room for one more?"
Thayer grinned, throwing his arm around Drake's shoulder and pulling him to his chest for a quick hug. Tousling his hair a bit as he let the younger boy go, he replied, "Always have room for you, my man!" Then, almost immediately, Thayer noticed Drake had packed lightly tonight. "No camera tonight?"
There was a trace of disappointment in Thayer's voice, but that was only because he loved that Drake loved photography as much as he did. Their lessons were one of the best parts of his week. It wasn't that big of a deal though, honestly, it had been a while since the two boys had just hung out together - sans camera.