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Avery Campbell

So I don't like to eat, not a big deal....

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a character in “Beneath our Skins”, originally authored by WinterWhisperz, as played by Torex

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Avery Campbell



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Secrets:

X Her anorexia-(Both Kaleb and Brik have been told, but its obvious to the rest)
X Her lesbianism-(Kaleb and Brik)
X Her crush on Summer-(Kaleb and Brik)
X She'd been raped in the 10th grade by a guy she was crushing on-(No one)
X She fears men outside of her friends-(Kaleb)
X She's afraid of sex-(No one)








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Nicknames:

Avy (A-vee), Av, Bones, Mouse


Age:

Sixteen


Sexuality:

In the closet Lesbian


Crush:

Kite


Height:

5 ft


Weight:

90 lbs


Hair Color:

Brown


Eye Color:

Brown


Likes:

Being Skinny

Drugs

Alcohol

Girls

Her friends

Loud Music

Dancing

Parties

The Lakeside

Water



Dislikes:

Food

People giving her hell for being anorexic

Hangovers

Men

Being "fat"






Personality:

Avery is quiet and rather timid when not around her friends, she's the kind to hide in the back of the classroom, its the only reason she gets good grades in school. Her friends are the only ones who know her, know what she was like before she became so quiet, and theres no one else that really needs to. Avery can be happy, and is when shes around the ones who understand her. With them shes not afraid to laugh at jokes or speak her mind, and they keep her connected, showing her love through her struggles that she tries to keep hidden, but some of them are obvious, while others are hidden so deep, not even the ones she is closest to knows them.


ImageHistory:

Avery has lived in the same neighborhood her whole life, going to the same school and living in the same house, her parents are well known business people, and this means they often leave their daughter alone, the trust her to keep the place in check and she does a wonderful job of it. She goes to school like a normal kid, meaning when she wants to, and keeps her grades up regardless. She dabbles around in drugs on occasion, but in this group who doesn't, though she is the lightweight out of them all with everything but weed, and even then she stops before everyone else does. Avery smokes cigarettes on occasion as well, but when she wants to let go she knows where to go. This girl has lead a normal life aside from her extreme closeness with the people she's known since the 8th grade, and the incident she tells no one, not even Kaleb or Brik, between the two they know almost everything about her. Being an only child she has made herself a little family out of her friends, but these two boys have become her older brothers.

Avery used to like both guys and girls, and when she was in the 10th grade, she was crushing on one guy hard, his name was Cole, and he was aware that Avery was chasing him, as well as everyone else in the group. Avery had invited him to one of their parties and sometime in the night Avery was blitzed out of her mind, she had taken some drug that had reacted badly with the alcohol. Cole had decided to take advantage of the moment and took Avery into a room, in that room he deflowered the girl in a harsh way. Although Avery was smashed at the time, it stuck with her. This incident has caused several things to change in Avery, her view on any man outside of the group, her views on relationships, her views on sex, and her views on herself. After the incident, she became quiet as she stumbled into anorexia.

Avery let go of her crushes, one of which was one of the guys she considered her brother, Kaleb, being unable to fathom being with a male again, and slowly but surely, her eyes were only for Kite, but she's to shy to admit she likes the girl, she's still too shy to tell the group she's a lesbian. Her friends accept her for who she is and have loved her through the times in her life where she has struggled the most, so she hates keeping things from them, but she couldn't tell them what had happened to her.......

Avery keeps herself alive by drinking natural juices and taking an assortment of vitamins. Her self image had been shattered so she is in the process of fixing it, making herself beautiful in her eyes, but it had become a disease. While Avery wants to be skinny, she doesn't want to kill herself, so she tries to take enough supplements to keep her body functioning while she looses the weight the only way she knows how. Avery is skinny in the eyes of everyone around her, but all that the girl can see is the errors in her body instead of the beauty. Bones isn't after the skeletal look, but she's called Bones for a reason...

If Avery could be honest with herself, she hates what shes become, and she's trapped by her disease, she cant ask for help because shes not perfect yet....



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HOW HER FRIENDS FEEL:
Picture Me Broken - Skin and Bones


Hey dear
I fear
I'll watch you disappear
I know
You'll go
Until you're Skin and Bones

Your reflection's all you're worth


This time it's almost over
I watch you turn to dust
I know it's not much longer
Until you faint
Cause you'll never love yourself at all
Cause everything you touch will fall to pieces
This time it's almost over now

Wake up Skin and Bones (wake up)
Wake up Skin and Bones (wake up)

You're so alone
Your sickness feels like home
Find some control
Starve 'till you're beautiful

Your reflection's all you're worth

This time it's almost over
I watch you turn to dust
I know it's not much longer
Until you faint
Cause you'll never love yourself at all
Cause everything you touch will fall to pieces
This time it's almost over now

Until you're skin and bones
Your sickness feels like home
(your sickness feels like)
Your sickness feels like
Home...

This time it's almost over
I watch you turn to dust
I know it's not much longer
Until you faint
Cause you'll never love yourself at all
Cause everything you touch will fall to pieces
This time it's almost over now



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HOW SHE FEELS:
Evanescence - Everybody's Fool

Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled

Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending

But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask
Where will you hide?
I can't find yourself
Lost in your lie

I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore

It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
And somehow now you're everybody's fool

So begins...

Avery Campbell's Story

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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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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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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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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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Avery Campbell


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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Summer Vorhees

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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"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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Kaleb Dean Sivaj


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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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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"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.

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Conflicted. That was only one word to describe Brik's feelings. Numb was another. He was back to his distantly emotionless self. He did, however, missed his short-lived (no pun intended) high. He simply blinked blandly, giving Tristan and Jaylene an empty stare. In Brik's mind, there was nothing but resentment towards Kaleb. He couldn't blame the guy, if their roles were reversed, he probably would have jumped into the water too, but he couldn't help the faint annoyance he felt about being saved. He could have been taken away from all the pain and the worries. He could have finally broke free of his chains, but Kaleb just locked him back down and hid the key, without even knowing it. He listened to Tristan rant, but said nothing, simply blinking once...twice...three times. He might have looked indifferent, as if he didn't just try to commit suicide, but in his mind he was weighing the pros and cons of telling them all the truth.

The truth: That he was just waiting to die and was simply using a less painful method to speed up the process. He doubted they would take it well. He was aware that each of them had their own lives, issues, sins, and because of that knowledge, Brik didn't want to add to their baggage. Lung cancer was seriously not a load that anyone should have to carry, whether they are diagnosed with it or not.

He sighed, pulling off his wet shirt and pants. He was soaked to the bone and he was getting cold. He slowly stood up, using Kaleb's shoulder as support. He felt a tad woozy, but he just finished drowning so wooziness was to be expected. Slowly and steadily, he went to the stack of clean, dry clothes on the other side of the cave. He still wasn't answering Tristan's question, in hope that he might give up. It was best if they didn't know...He was saving them all from grief. Clad in his soaked boxers, Brik pulled them off too, just as Summer entered the cave. He was glad she was taking their minds off of his little stunt. He could have snuggled her again, which is saying something since he was now sober. Naked, Brik searched for a dry pair of boxers. He didn't care if they saw his body. He had no shame. He picked up a pair of super man boxers, slipping them on along with a pair of black jeans and a gray hoodie that said: 'OBEY' on the front. He sat next to the fire in silence as he warmed himself up. He didn't look at anyone, just watched the flames with no expression on his face. When Summer stopped talking, he waved them off and nodded in agreement, but didn't say a thing. He concluded that the less they knew, the better off they were. He was doing this for them because he loved them all. They were family and he didn't want to see his family hurt because of him.

"I'm fine..." he said hollowly, his eyes still on the fire. "Don't worry about me. I'll be okay." He usually wasn't a liar, but today was an exception.

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Not long after he pumped Brik's chest, the boy had rolled onto his side spewing blood mingled with water across the floor of the cave. His high still in effect, Kaleb found himself staring into his stomach contents. Blood Was all he could think as Tristan asked the question that was an all their minds. They were supposed to be friends, and every day Brik grew more and more distant, withering away and visiting the hospital more frequently. Did he think they were all stupid? That they couldn't see through his front?

The accusatory stare he blazed into Kaleb's direction made Kaleb's face slate from worry into an emotionless vault. 'I just saved your life. Kaleb thought venomously, walking away from the paled boy who seemed like he couldn't care less about the friendships they all had made over the years. Yet again he grabbed the tequila bottle, taking a shot before walking over to Summer as she tried to lessen the tension.

His face remained stagnant, but inwardly he smiled at Summer - he always preferred calling her by her given name, at least when they were alone or mentally. It was so fitting for her, she was like the sun rising on their cloudy mood. An image of the sun tattooed on his inner wrist flashed to mind, although he had never admitted it, it was meant to signify Summer. As she asked for a paper, Kaleb walked to the boat where his jacket remained, withdrawing a pack of joint papers he always kept on him. Carefully selecting one he then handed it to Summer, swinging his bottle as he walked.

He watched out of the corner of his eye as Brik once again pretended like nothing was wrong. Kaleb didn't often lash out at his friends, he never wanted to lose control of his anger around them, however Brik was pushing it. Instead Kaleb kept his mouth shut, wrapping an arm around Bones from where she stood. With the affection of a brother, he kissed the top of her head. Not many saw his much of a broken girl Avery truly was, however as her unofficial big brother he knew it all, or so he thought. He knew seeing a friend that she perceived as another big brother role almost die could be upsetting. Kaleb once again felt the need to jump to his girls' needs. "He said he'll be fine, I wouldn't worry about it." Kaleb said nonchalantly before the girl could ask.

Summer rolled the joint, and Kaleb could see a burning blunt in Tristan's hand. "Pass that shit, homie." Plucking it from the boy's hand, Kaleb neatly brought the blunt to his lips - taking a slow and long hit. He felt like he owed Brik nothing, he had just saved the damn kids life! Brik should've been kissing Kaleb's ass right now, but instead Kaleb was made to feel like the bad guy for being the one to grant him another chance, sometimes Brik could be..."So selfish." Kaleb thought out loud acidly, spitting onto the floor a piece of the broken up Cannabis that had flew into his mouth as he took his last hit, handing the blunt to Bones just next to him.

Sodapop, who he was sure would be angered as well at Brik's indifference to his friend's concern, took out her cocaine once more, taking a few bumps. He thought about his cigarettes, he definitely needed one after all this. Detaching himself from Bones, Kaleb saw where Summer had laid down his cigarettes, plucking the red and white pack to withdraw one tobacco packed paper, lighting it with his zippo that he also had left in his jacket.

Bones had returned the blunt to Tristan, Kaleb noted, eyes then shifting to Jaylene as her body began to shake, a sure sign that she was getting sick. She walked to the lake, Kaleb watching carefully but remaining where he was. Jaylene didn't like being babied, Kaleb had learned, if they all were to rush to her as soon as she keeled over it would most likely result in her making a witty remark that they were worrying too much. However as the girl landed on all fours, heaving into the water, Kaleb rushed to her side. Reaching her once she brought herself upright, murmuring "That's nice, just beautiful.", Kaleb gathered her into his arms, helping pull her to her feet and keeping her small frame pressed against his chest. Sweetly his hand petted her hair, then rubbing her back in a soothing movements.

He loved his friends, it pained him to see Brik treat them like strangers and hide his pain. It hurt him to see Sodapop's body betray her and get sick from being overwhelmed with drugs and drama. He remembered the words Soda had whispered in his ear just before he set her down.

"Your good at making me feel alive."

It was a tender notion, that the boy who set fires to tell alive could ignite life in another. But Jaylene was his girl, as was Madison and Avery and Summer. He tried to be all they ever needed in a man. It was easy to be sweet and kind to a friend, they were all such affectionate people their sentiments to one another seemed to lose its sexual appeal and just seemed normal. None of his girl friends really had a serious boy friend, but to a few that he knew were talking to his girls it would be lying if Kaleb said he hadn't had a "talk" with them - intimidating them into never breaking their hearts.

But he had to admit he couldn't do everything for them, a girl had needs after all. Kaleb figured that's what flings were for, or masturbation. But besides that, Kaleb would be the only boyfriend they would ever need. Holding Jaylene close, he softly swayed to the music the radio played although the beat of the song was much quicker than the rhythm he moved in. "You know when we first thought about your name Sodapop, I was reminded of that book the Outsiders - have you ever read it?" Albeit her response he continued, "I thought it was so perfect for you, the kid Sodapop in the book was this happy guy that all the girls loved, he had blonde hair like yours. Anyways, what made me think it fit you the most is because of how sincere he was. This dude would do anything for his homies," he smiled down to the gorgeous girl he held in his arms, gently kissing his forehead, "just like you would. Brik will come around and tell us what's up eventually, just give him time. Maybe he needs to figure something's out himself before he lets us in." Kaleb wasn't very good at calming himself down, but he thought he was a damn pro at helping others. He looked back to where the group stood, feeling his gut wrench in discomfort as the drugs began to take more of an effect. That was what he really enjoyed about molly, the high just kept growing more and more until you fell into a hallucination filled dreams.

The had made this life for themselves, fueled on drug spun memories and partying teens had put the selves in a life so many looked down on. Kaleb closed his eyes, images running through his mind of their days. Sodapop posing for a picture he had taken - tongue blue and looking beautiful as always. The one day he had gotten so drunk he had fallen, a vision of red heels and the woman who wore them legs, and her friend. It had been his last memory of that party that had been so wild he woke up on a floating device in their pool with no recollection how he had gotten there. It was nights like that they lived for, but were they just living life now to only struggle later?
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Tristan just stood there waiting for some kind of explanation from Brik about his close near-death experience that he had just put everyone through. As the soaking wet boy sat just staring up at him blinking Tristan felt himself getting more and more pissed, when Brik was high he was one of the coolest people to be around. He was carefree and had sense of humor and yet the second his high went away he was always this distant asshole that Tristan at times really just wanted to choke. Jaylene must have sense his growing anger because as she joined him and Kaleb she whispered in his ear "I don't think it's up for discussion. I'll handle it." Tristan glanced at her as she then went down on Brik's level and tried to talk to him, but of course in true Brik fashion he just blew her off.

This only stood to make him angry as he looked down at a Jaylene he just shook his head "Can't say you didn't try," he said as he followed behind Brik. As Brik stripped out of his wet clothes Tristan took a seat near Summer by the fire, this night was slowly going to shit and he was not happy about it. Once done changing his clothes Brik too took a seat by the warmth of the fire, Tristan eyes locked on Brik who eyes were fixed on the fire. "I'm fine..." Tristan heard him say, "Don't worry about me. I'll be okay." Tristan just rolled his eyes he had no words left for Brik, at this moment Tristan just wanted his high back.

Taking the blunt from Summer he took several hits as he waited for the drug to take effect. As Kaleb soon came over he took the blunt out of his hand "Pass that shit, homie." Tristan laughed, after Kaleb's saver rescue on the unappreciative Brik Tristan could understand his need for the blunt at the moment. As the blunt was passed on Tristan mind began to wandered and he couldn't be more happy. This is the reasons he loved getting high, when you were high you didn't have a care in the world. Any and all problems that were on your mind moments ago just evaporated into the nothingness.

When Kaleb got up and started walking away from the fire Tristan's eyes fell on a sick Soda, he always felt bad for her when the drugs she tried to use to make herself feel good rebelled against her. With Kaleb on the mission of comfort Tristan got the blunt from Avery and put it back in his mouth. After a couple of hits Tristan returned the blunt to Bones as he body numbed he felt at ease. He closed his eyes blocking out the rest of the world as he just let the drugs and the warmth of the fire mellow him out.

When Tristan reopened his eyes he glanced around and noticed that something wasn't right. Brik and Avery were still near him and he could see Kaleb and Jaylene by the water but Summer had vanished. Standing up he did a quick double take of the cave making sure it wasn't just his mind fucking with him. Walking over to where Kale and Jay were he looked down at them "Hey guys, where the hell is Kite?" he asked hoping they would know something he didn't about his missing in action friend.

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Brik found himself feeling cold internally, though externally he was warming up. The flickering flames were his entertainment and the bottle of Jack Daniels that was being caressed by his fingers was his comfort. He took a hardy gulp without taking his eyes away from the flames. He imagined himself being engulfed by them, but instead of feeling pain, he felt that release that he earned for. Although, he did just attempt to kill himself, not even ten minutes ago, he wasn't interested in being burned alive. He was dying, not stupid. However, he couldn't help, but yearn for the chance to have a choice...his choice was stolen for him as soon as he was told of his illness. So, yeah, he felt pissed about it, and yes, he didn't want to die painfully, and fuck yeah, Brik has been a complete dick lately. He was fully aware that his friends patience for him was wearing thin, perhaps that was a good thing. If they hated him then his leaving wouldn't hurt them as much.

He chugged more poisonous liquid, tipping his head back and closing his soar eyes. He laid on his back with his bottle in hand. He remembered when he didn't need pills, weed, or alcohol to smile. He drifted into his old world; the world where he didn't have a terminal illness, and he would crack jokes about Kaleb's hair, Summer's sexuality, Jaylene's bitchiness, Maddie's craziness, Tristan's love affairs, Avery's tininess, and Mordi's art, all in good fun. He missed it, but he couldn't go back to those days. He lost the ability to find anything to smile about. Maybe he was depressed or maybe he finally figured out what the world has been wondering for centuries: Life had no meaning. You're born, you waste time, and then you die. That's it. He was just waiting for his internal clock to stop ticking. He could practically hear it in his mind. Tick Tock Tick Tock. His mind numbing thoughts were interrupted by Tristan's voice. He snapped his hazel eyes open, glancing at the man beside him. He gulped another mouthful of hard liquor before speaking. His voice was still hoarse, but he managed to say his words clearly. "I don't know," he said. "I'll look for her."

Lifting himself onto his feet, Brik took another swig of poison then went on a one-man search party for Summer. Leaving the cave made him cold, but Summer was more important. As he walked through the woods, he took swig after swig, letting the alcohol consume him. He wasn't too far from the cave when he heard the scream. "Summer?" He said with wide eyes. That was the most emotion that he ever displayed. "Summer!" He ran towards the sound, through his buzzed haze and his stiff muscles. "Summer, I'm coming!"

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Kaleb craved human affection, truth be told. He felt comforted by Soda leaning in against him, although it was supposed to be her comforted by him. But how could he not enjoy this? He glanced at her, face pressed against his shoulder and submitting into his hold like he was the only thing holding her up. How could he not want to keep her close? The moonlight reflected across the lake, Kaleb could see an array of colors dancing across the surface. Unlike so many of his other friends, Kaleb didn't let issues kill his high. Sometimes it came across as him being insensitive or uncaring, but anyone who knew Kaleb knew he cared. He simply didn't see the point in letting a problem that he could do nothing about ruin his high.

The Molly had to be in full affect now - his vision looked like someone was grabbing the edges of his sight and stretched it, only to have it contract once more. It looked like everything was moving; the moss, the rocks of the cave, Soda's gold spun hair.

Kaleb laughed softly when Soda mentioned her preference of the movie Outsiders as opposed to the book. He should've guessed that much. Not many of his friends really struck him as the type to read in their spare time, except maybe sweet Madeline. Kaleb occasionally dug up a book that caught his attention, he would carry it around and read it in his spare moments. Normally by the time he was done the book was abused by so much use that the front and back cover were beaten and the pages have folds along the corners where he had marked his spot before.

In a way, his own group of friends could be considered the Outsiders; the ones on the fringe of society. As Soda went off into a tangent on a similar note, Kaleb nodded in agreement, letting her blow off the steam. It was a common misconception that his friends were just like any other group of burn outs - but how could there ever be a group like theirs? They were each so unique and different, yet similar in some ways. How could anyone duplicate their friendship? "I love you too, Jay." He mumbled as he kissed the top of her head, feeling the girl sag against him.

"I care like you do for Kite."

Her words seem to snap him out of autopilot, looking down into the eyes of the girl. She was wired - her eyes open wide from the cocaine, like green pools that if he dove right into then they could see what she meant. Yes, Kaleb didn't censor his affection for Summer, but he had never spoken out loud about it. Yet it didn't surprise him that Jaylene had figured him out. Within each individual of their group, Kaleb had a different sort of connection. With Jaylene, he felt like he understood her best, maybe because she was the most like him.

Kaleb quirked an eyebrow, "Really?" Was all he could muster, still trying to wade through the confusion. Jaylene and Brik? It didn't even make sense in his mind. Besides Jaylene was his - as was Summer and Bones and Madeline. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. then how was it supposed to happen? an acidic voice from within his mind spat. He didn't know, but all he knew was picturing any of his girls with any man sickened him, how could he trust them not to break their hearts?

Interrupting their moment, Tristan came to where Kaleb and Jaylene stood in each others arms, asking where Summer was. "Huh? Oh, I don't know, maybe she had to take a shit." He said, shrugging his shoulders and leaning to whisper into Jay's ear, "Lets talk tomorrow about this." Before letting her go, making sure she could stand on her own before releasing her hand.

Brik said something about going to look for her, but Kaleb ignored him, instead once again grabbing the bottle of tequila and taking a shot. As he looked around to his remaining circle, it felt like he was the only one pursuant on getting fucked up that night. That he knew of he had been the only one drinking the tequila - half the bottle near gone. He stumbled over a pair of shoes that had been thrown aside, walking to the back of the cave where he kept him swim trunks for their visits here. Changing out of his wet jeans, he laid them across a rock near the fire and changed into his boxers. Modesty wasn't a trait for Kaleb, like much of his other friends he didn't try to hide his nudity as he changed into the dry swim trunks.

He took a seat with Bones by the fire, who was quiet as a mouse through all of this. "Great night, huh?" He said, voice dripping with sarcasm and intoxication. They sat there in silence, Kaleb staring into the flames with fascination. His hand reached out, running itself through the flames, amazed when he wouldn't be burned. Just as the wild idea to pour tequila on his hand and submerge it in the fire to see what would happen came into his mind, the much more urgent sound of Brik's voice cut him short.

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An ashened Brik held a limp Kite in his hands. Before Kaleb could even register what he was doing he was at Brik's side- taking Summer from his arms. As strict man code, Kaleb didn't admit that Brik didn't seem strong enough to keep a secure hold on Summer much longer, but he wouldn't take no for an answer - not that he asked. Much in a similar suit at what he had done for Brik, Kaleb laid Kit on a soft bed of moss. "Where was she?" He asked Brik, his tone worried and his eyes scanning her for injuries.

Hospitals were a last resort - if a bunch of teens brought in their friend who was on God knows how many pills, underage and not supervised well enough at home, well that wouldn't be good. She was breathing, but seemed to be unable to pull out of her sleep. "She's been fucked up all day, I think she just crashed." Kaleb deduced, tenderly stroking her cheek.

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It was nice to find comfort in something aside from the drugs. Kaleb was good at that - she wasn't sure how to identify the sensation down to a T, but it was soothing. His lips graced the top of her hair, making her get peculiar little chills that made her jog in place almost. With a grin, her head snapped up to look at him again. She gave him a funny, one-eyebrow-raised look, pursing her lips, "Eeeeegh I'm so gone right now. I think I wanna' go home."

The way he had listened to her ramble when she was high was - dissimilar to the way the others had treated her when she jabbered on. It was almost as if Kaleb snatched the sentiments out of thin air and tucked them into his pocket as she spoke. He was actually paying attention. In fact, it was because of this, that she seldomly went off on a tangency around anyone aside from Kaleb and well - her dog Mitzie. "I love you too, Jay." It pumped through her faster than the coke, and again she did her odd, shivery dance. And she was glad he had his arms around her because well, the world was spinning at such momentum that everything looked like a Piccaso.

"Yeah really - I mean I don't know, Kale, I'm like - not even here right now. Don't listen to me." She felt as though she had said too much and even discomforted him. And inwardly she was actually a little covetous of how he felt for Kite. Not that she was swooning over Kale or Summer but it was nice, that he cared for her in that way. She'd never really experienced that type of affection from anyone. But she had also stopped looking for it a long time ago. When she felt the sense of longingness she would dwell for a day or two at the most, ice it the fuck out, and move on. Different… things filled that particular void nowadays.

"Let's talk tomorrow about this."
Oh, Jaylene thought to herself at Kaleb's riposte. Tristan meandered over, fragmenting the intimate and drug-laced conversation. Kaleb and Jaylene broke away from each other as they registered the concern from the others about where Summer had wandered off to. "She's just tripping face, she knows the woods pretty well. She likes to wander sometimes." Jaylene sighed as she padded back to her damp shoes to slide them on. Before Kaleb got too far, Jaylene wrapped her arms around a tree and called out, "I'm gonna' go home." The entire night had spun awkwardly out of hand - not in the way she typically preferred. Now she was left with the aching inside of her, the hunger for wonder dust and wanderlust and oddly enough, home sickness.

Drained of all her leniency and solicitude, she patted her pockets for her keys. Side by side sat Bonesy and Kaleb at the seething, blistering fire. The flames reflected off of Avi's shiny, chestnut hair and her jutting bones. Jaylene smacked her forehead softly, trying to steady the aimless vision that was ailing her. She was pushing it but she still dipped behind the tree trunk and gave herself another bump before dancing over to her friends. As if doing more was really going to fix anything. She planted a kiss on both of their heads then snuck up behind Tristan to swing her arms around him and nestle her face into his back, "Goodnight baby."

The trees she was peering at as she slipped away seemed to mangle around her, causing her to swat at the air a little. It wasn't like she wasn't well aware that she was just experiencing a delirium produced by the blow; she was only acting impulsively. "We need to get Summer to the hospital. We need help!" This elicited a grim laugh from Jaylene who was now utterly annoyed. Her hand grabbed a tree as if there wasn't enough brain capacity left to stop the movement in her legs. If only Brik was that concerned about himself. Halting, she looked over her shoulder to see him carrying Summer like an infant. Kite was out cold and it didn't surprise Jaylene or extract any concerns. After all, she wasn't spewing blood and trying to kill herself. She was just ripped and like most people who didn't eat enough and gobbled pharmaceuticals, she needed rest.

Kaleb deduced the situation as usual, trying to diffuse the worry and hassle of it all. It wasn't his best front to cover up his apprehension and adoration, but he did okay. Jaylene only paused to listen then called out, "She just needs some rest and lots of water. Kaleb will make sure she gets home, right bay?" Nodding without a response from him, she started to skim the edge of the lake again and start her journey back to the car. She didn't think anyone would be left disgruntled or distressed by her leaving, and if they needed a ride, they'd be smart enough to follow. The sounds of hacking echoed behind her; it all manifested so swiftly in her mind she needn't not turn around to know what was going on. He didn't want help. She didn't want to give it anyway.

"What a fucking waste of my night," she grumbled as she swatted at the gaudy, scintillating ghosts that followed her and chittered and buzzed around her head, "I should just stop thinking about anything - that way this senseless bullshit doesn't ruin my good time." By the time she had made it back to her car, she wasn't aware until she smashed into it head on in the dark. Sober, she'd have just grabbed at it and steadied herself. But as she was then, blitzed and aimless almost, the impact sent her falling right onto her ass. "So lame." She muttered nonchalantly as she sat on the forest floor, slightly damp and syphoned of enthusiasm.

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"Huh? Oh, I don't know, maybe she had to take a shit." Kaleb said before getting up from where he was sitting with Jaylene. Tristan didn't know for sure if had just ruined some kind of special moment between the two but he defiantly got that feeling. Even thought Kaleb's nonchalantly attitude had Tristan thinking maybe he was worrying over nothing hearing Brik say he'd go off and find her made Tristan feel a lot better. Although Tristan was still slightly annoyed with Brik about what had happened earlier deep down he knew that Brik did care about each of them as they all cared about him. It was just a lot easier for the rest them to show it while with Brik you had to dig really deep down to get it out of him.

"She's just tripping face, she knows the woods pretty well. She likes to wander sometimes." his gaze feel on Soda who was just getting up off the damp ground. "If that is true I would much rather have her going through her trip her with us then where ever she is out there." Tristan had been with Summer through many of her bad trips as the others had been with him through his, it had always made him feel a sense of comfort when going through it with his friends because he knew that they'd be looking out for him. Now he just wished Summer was with them so they could all be looking out for her.

"I'm gonna' go home." Tristan looked at Soda who was standing with her arms wrapped around a tree. She had been his ride out here so if she was going that meant so was he. Tristan walked over to the fire to gather his things so that when Jaylene got going he wouldn't be left behind. Tristan had zoned out for a moment the weed still flowing in his system when he felt someones arms swing around his torso. "Goodnight baby." the voice of Jaylene hit his ears as he felt her head nestle into his back, "What do you mean goodbye, you drove me out here don't think your leaving without me."

"Guys!" the sound of Brik's frantic shout came over the sound of the music "We need to get Summer to the hospital. We need help!" In the time it took him to look over to where Brik stood he saw Kaleb taking Summer's motionless body out of Brik's arms. Tristan followed Kaleb over to where he laid Summer down on moss bed. As Kaleb and Brik exchange words about Summer's whereabouts Tristan eyes fell on Summer's chest which was still doing a steady yet slow motion movement that indicated breathing. Breathing a sigh a relief he caught Kaleb saying something about her probably crashing, it wouldn't be the first time.

As Brik suddenly spilled out of sight back into the woods Tristan looked back down at Summer as Kaleb stroked the girl's cheek. Kaleb's crush on the girl had always been an obvious one and at times Tristan couldn't help but feel bad for the guy. It must really suck to love a girl that would never look at you in that light because she herself held a love for girls. "She just needs some rest and lots of water. Kaleb will make sure she gets home, right bay?" looking back at Soda who then just turned around walking away from the group he down at Kaleb "Be safe man, see you guys tomorrow" Tristan said before walking over to Avery and giving her a goodbye hug from behind before jogging off to catch of with Jaylene.

When he finally caught up to her she was sitting on the floor by her car. To his surprise he also saw Madeline who had showed up just a little late for the party. "Well look who finally decided to make an appearance" he said walking over to the two girls. "Hey Mads" he said giving her a hug before looking down at Jaylene who was still on the ground. Laughing he walked around behind her then slipped his arm in from under her arms and lifted her up off the ground. Walking back around to the front of her he asked "Are you okay to be driving?" he himself wasn't exactly the most sober person but he was probably in a better state than she was at the moment.

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Madeline watched as Tristan came out of no where. She smiled and hugged him back. "You know I come fashionably late." She said a bit off. His focus when back to Soda. Jaylene seemed far from fine , but she knew better than to pester her about it. "Night buttercup. Bye babes." She said to Tristan as she turned and walked towards the rest of her friends.

Everything was still a bit hazy from the weed she smoked earlier. For some strange reason she couldn't walk straight or process anything that was going on just about then. She continued walking until she saw people. They seemed to be huddled and worried and Summer was in the middle of this. She stumbled over to the crowd and placed her hands on her hips. "What is going on?" She managed to say as she looked around trying to process what everyone else was thinking.

Surely she gave up and just sat down on the floor close to them. The high was going away since she didn't have that much and it was leaving a behind a major headache that she was going to have to deal with. "Does anyone have alcohol?" She asked. Leaning back on the floor she waited for a response or for someone to tell her what was going on.


((Sorry about the post again.))

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Avery had come to Kaleb's side where he hovered over Summer. He couldn't help but to feel a little annoyed - wishing he could have Summer all to himself. Avery had more of a chance than he ever did with Summer. Hell, Avery and Summer made sense! But it wasn't fair, because as stated before, she was his. Kaleb wasn't sure when he became so possessive, first jealous of Brik now Avery? He shook his head violently, as if trying to cast out the demons from within.

Agreeing with him as she walked away, he heard Jaylene say, "She just needs some rest and lots of water. Kaleb will make sure she gets home, right bay?" Was that even a question? Of course he would take care of her. One by one their friends left, and Kaleb let Summer be so that he could tear up camp before leaving.

He started by grabbing a trash bag from his backpack. He had made a mental not that morning to bring it since the cave had been less than lovely the last time they were there. Hoping Summer might awaken while he was picking up trash, Kaleb was just grateful not to find used condoms. Coming across his shirt he had thrown before diving in after Lyfe, Kaleb pulled the gray shirt back on and grabbed his wet jeans from earlier to throw them into the boat before he forgot about them.

Bones had remained at Summer's side - nursing her. It didn't surprise him that Avery had stuck around, she cared about Summer probably just as much as he did. It just all seemed so unfair, he thought, running a hand through his hair. But eh - that was life.

As he dumped a bucket of dirt over the fire, the flames were smothered and a voice echoed across the lake "I'm here!" sounding like none other than Madeline. "Bout damn time." He mumbled to himself, loading up their boat with his belongings as well as Summer's and the bag of trash. "Come on Bones, I need you to hold her head on the boat - it isn't big enough for her to lay down." How ironic that he was the one to be setting it up so Avery could be even more so intimate with the girl that they both had these strange feelings for.

It took them a few minutes to get adjusted, but when they did Kaleb hopped into the boat and began to paddle to the other side. Most of his other friends avoided the boats - opting for the path that went around the lake. Kaleb enjoyed taking the boat across the lake. Although it was physical exertion - it was still calming. Before he knew it they were across the lake and once more Kaleb was gathering Summer into his hands. He had parked in a completely different area than the others, so he didn't run into the others as he sweetly propped up Summer in her seat. He even reclined the chair and buckled her up.

How he had managed to do all this he wasn't sure. Kaleb was faded - truly. For some reason he'd always been the type of person that you wouldn't know if he was fucked up or not because he acted the same way either way. Unlike Brik who was a sourpuss until he got a few shots in him. Throwing the bag of trash in the bed of the truck, Kaleb gave Avery a hug goodbye before she walked of toward her truck and let Kaleb do the rest.

It wouldn't be the first time Kaleb ended up taking care of the girl. They were neighbors, and often got fucked up together - it was inevitable that Kaleb would end up coming to her rescue. He put the truck into drive and swung around onto the dirt road that led out of their hidden oasis and onto a paved path. On his way he saw where everyone else had packed, sure enough there was Maddie. As he drove past he honked his horn, flicking the girl off with a smirk on his face. "You missed to party Mads." He yelled out the window, then returning his focus to the road.

It wasn't as hard to drive as he expected, the roads were pretty clear, the hard part was divvying his attention between all the potential hazards and the spacey high. As he drove it looked as if he were in one of those pop up books, as if he had fallen down the rabbits hole and into a phycadellic story book. Once he finally reached Summer's, Kaleb sighed in relief, they had finally made it! He went to open and unlock her front door first, then returning to carefully extract her from the car and into his arms once more. Every time he had to do this, it was like a sick little tease to him. As if to say "haha- close but no cigar", bitterly he shook his head as he kicked the door behind him and carried her up the steps.

Her room had clothes strewn all over, as if in her high earlier while changing she had torn apart her closet. Her bed was clear though, so Kaleb neatly laid her on the mattress, throwing aside her boots and pulling up the blanket to her waist. He understood that most hallucinogenics caused your temperature to rise. Taking his time not to stumble, Kaleb went back down stairs into the kitchen before getting a glass of water that he downed himself before refilling and taking it back to Summer's bedside.

After that he sat on the edge of her bed, just looking at ber. He could blame it on his high, but he probably would've done it anyways. Kaleb knew him and Summer didn't have a chance, but maybe one day (even if its when they're older) she would change...

He shook his head, he already knew the answer to that. He felt ignorant to think other ways. She didn't choose to be a lesbian, it's who she was, just how Kaleb didn't choose to be straight, he just was. Sighing, he stood up, careful not to lose his balance. He glanced one more time to Summer - most of the time she always had this glazed expression, like she couldn't really comprehend what was going on around her. Right in that moment, sleeping in a peaceful state, she was as beautiful as he'd ever seen her. "Goodnight, Summer." He whispered as he slipped out of her room and headed home. On his way he grabbed the trash from the pick up truck and his jacket, tripping over his feet and laughing to himself as he did so. He threw the trash into the first bin he saw, struggling to walk a straight line to his home.

"Oh shit." He said, seeing the light in their living room on. His father would usually either be asleep or on call at this time, the lights signified that Dr. Sivaj had done his annual check to see if Kaleb was in his room before curfew. He did not want to hear his fathers bullshit right now. He never cared, he just wanted a kid to blame everything on and since Kaleb's sister was so perfect that left him with Kaleb.

His predictions were proven when he walked through the door and saw his father with a cigar and a half filled glass of brandy. "Sit down." He said calmly to his son, gesturing to the red couch before him. Kaleb normally would grope about his father's lectures, but the combination of Molly, weed, coke and liquor set him right. Without a care in the world he sat across from his father, smiling a little even.

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"Hey pops, how was your day?" He asked with an overdose of enthusiasm. His father was no dummy, he knew what people looked like strung out. Kaleb's eyes - already so big - were wide open and his pupils dilated only like a druggies could be. His smile felt permanent, like he couldn't shake it off. This only made Kaleb laugh, earning a stern look from his father.

What his father said after that he wasn't very sure, something about being a burn out; amounting to nothing; just like his uncle; unappreciative; disrespectful.... Kaleb just sat there in silence, he had long ago learned that with or without Kaleb's help his father would get himself riled up. "...you and your friends are a menace to society!" For some reason here his father had decided to speak in English, opting for their native tongue before.

He was trying to strike a nerve within Kaleb, which would have probably worked if he wasn't so high. "I'm going to be in my room." Kaleb said simply, lighting a cigarette and leaving his father alone by the fire place to hope the liquor could burn the sorrows that had made him bitter. Kaleb said a prayer to Ala that he would not end up as his father before stripping naked and burying himself under his sheets.

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Image The world quieted and became lackluster, uninviting and slow again. Jaylene hummed for a split second to herself as she noted the daub of blood running along her arm. Her mind wandered elsewhere as Brik let himself out quietly; she had only nodded to his vague gratitude. The driver side mirror flipped down so Jaylene could inspect the damage of her proboscis, the inner flesh desiccated and maimed by her usual abuses. Another stream of blood gushed its way from her right nostril and onto the 'kissable' crease as a few guys had called it, of her upper lip.

Inwardly she was spoiling. It was making its company known, surging out of her nose in fulvous streams. She didn't want to admit to herself that her daily habits had formed a downtempo suicide. But all that mattered really was that she enjoyed herself and the diversion was to die for, no pun intended.

The only sound known to her was the negligible idling purr of her car's engine. It was when she was sure Brik had gone inside that he popped up at her window, softly drumming his virile fingers against the reflective surface. "I just…" Her teeth gritted; despite her jaw clenching she looked at him for a scaled down instant, at his unfathomable eyes and the slope of his cheeks. Then she glanced away having forgotten completely about the blood running from her nose. She became a little embarrassed, looking him dead in the face for a second with her vital fluid welling out of her nose. "I'm sorry for tonight. Thanks for the ride." An influx of things she wanted to say in response penetrated valves in her brain.

With a flutter of her hand, she shook her head and then nodded as if to say 'Yeah, don't mention it.' But no words came. Was she still choleric from his silent treatment or was she burnt out? She couldn't likely figure it out in the state she was victim to as she peered out of the passenger window and subtly wiped at her nose again.

When she looked back, he'd gone. A breath of relief escaped her blood lined lips while she ripped the car into drive and pulled away. Images of Summer thrashing her head and moving her hips flashed in Jaylene's brain, followed by Kaleb's burnt sienna eyes and Avi's protruding bones and, and… Brik's lips gasping for air while he lie on the earth by the lake. "Shit," she muttered, rounding a corner at such an immense speed that the car started to balance on its two left wheels.

Her heart plummeted into her gut. Time decelerated as the car stabilized in half point, feeling as though it could flip. Wind tore through the ajar window at a sluggardly pace, leisurely lifting one blond strand of hair at a time and playing with it.

'Thunk!'

The car landed on all fours and wobbled. Jaylene slowed for once, taking her time getting home the rest of the way. Upon pulling into her empty driveway, the clouds broke away from the starless sky. It had become so late that she hoped to see some sort of heavenly bodies speckling the inky upper atmosphere. Like the rest of the night, that hadn't gone as planned. Slumping against the front door, she punched in the disarm code and prowled inside. The next few moments were mantled by darkness and black nausea that she'd undoubtedly wake up to in the morning as well.

Before she fell asleep, the buzzing in her brain had subsided, deputized for by the voices of her friends who weren't anywhere near at hand.

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Lizzie finally heard her speak, but it wasn't at all what she was expecting. "You'll always be my Kitten" Summer was saying. But that didn't-- the drugs. Realization dawned on Lizzie and she sighed and looked over to her lost friend. "Im a virgin" Summer added, after what appeared to be some internal war going on in her mind. As big of a surprise as that was, Lizzie immediately knew it was not what had been bothering her moments before the Glass had taken over her system. Resisting the urge to pressure her into telling her what was really wrong, Lizzie accepted her secret and responded with, "I go to church."

In a sudden flash Kite was up and off the bed, grabbing the nearest trashcan and heaving into it. Kitten looked on sadly as her friend's stomach violently protested the contents of her blood. She slowly made her way off the bed, and pulled her cellphone from her bra.

To: Everyone (but Summer)
Message: I'm back, bitches!! <3 Summer has started without us, as usual. Anyone got plans for tonight? Welcome home party? I'm at Kite's house ATM ~ L


She slipped her phone back into her bra and walked over to Summer, gently kneeling beside her and holding Kite's hair for her. She gently rubbed Summer's back in soothing circular motions. "Make them stop...Make them stop Kitten!" "Summer, don't pick... Don't pick, Kite! You'll make yourself bleed! Stop!" Lizzie tried to sound gentle, but her grip on Summer's hands to keep her from ripping up her skin was firm. Liz looked into her allies eyes and felt her heart begin to sink a little. If you weren't fucking all those girls... was this what you were doing when you snuck off all those times? Oh, Kite.. I should have been there.. I should have known... Please come back to us.. she thought to herself, miserably looking at the girl she loved so much.

She watched in dismay as Summer twitched and tried to pick at herself. A part of her was actually scared. Her friends that she missed so much might not be what she needed after all. She glanced to her stomach for a moment and then back to Summer. She gently let go of her hands and stood up. There wasn't really a point in talking to her while she is this high; nothing would get through. "I'm going to get you some water," she announced. Lizzie made her way back down the stairs and to the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets for a plastic cup.

When she found one, she added ice to it, and then tap water. Pausing for a moment, she placed the cup on the counter and pulled out her cell again.

To: Tristan
Message: ... hey, I'm sorry about not saying goodbye... ~ L


She shoved the iPhone back into her bra and grabbed the drink, heading back up stairs. She found Summer and held out the cold glass. "Here babes. Drink some."

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ImageWhat would her mother say? Jaylene wouldn't tell her. Ever. But of course if Mrs. Sullivan had some clue, she'd approach it in the least abrasive and confrontational way possible, probably nourishing the pain with tailored cupcakes and her pappy, slightly twanged voice. 'Honey this is a part of life - this too shall pass. Oh! Hold that thought, babe, gotta' take this call'.

"Aaagh," the the fair-headed girl groaned as she let herself slide - god damn laws of physics, "Man." What happened was tangible. Why couldn't she just receive it without reluctance? As her legs lost their safe surface and her feet began to descend towards the pavement, she palmed her car and stopped herself from slipping off the hood completely. The flesh of her toes had turned wan, bare and exposed to the vaporous draft. She tilted her head and rubbed a hand against the back of her hair, adjusting the messy bun a little. Wiggling her feet, she glanced to her black-screened phone by her thigh, "I should talk to someone." Admitting this to herself aloud made her immediately reconsider. No. No. Not fucking likely.

She wanted back the world she adored. Not the one where her highs were brought down by bullshit and bad vibes, not the one where she found one of her best friends departed and empty as a victim of themselves. It was a hideous world.

For the first time she could openly admit that her heart was aching. Figuratively and physically it throbbed with astronomical pain. The cataclysm had been hitting her in slow, agonizing phases since she spilled out of Mordi's house and it was getting no better. She had to make it stop, she was sure there was something she could do. Going to any of her friends like this would be a horrible idea. As she looked to the road where she could even discern some buildings and street signs she recognized, she bit her lip, "Shouldn't I just go see…"

No, you shouldn't go see them. That's all there is. Do you want to fucking spill your guts and end up in jail, you retard? Where are you really gonna' go, who would really listen and understand? Summer is probably ripped out of her mind, you're gonna' stay right here and think this one out.


With a slight wiggle, she mumbled and let gravity take her earthbound. She got to her feet, pulling at her shirt and fanning away the dampness it acquired while laying on her car. Mist painted itself in circles to enclose the playground. Instead of being amiable and bright, the children's fortress was almost macabre looking, the way it was claimed by nature's villainy. It would likely be something Kaleb would find beguiling, that Avi would shiver at, and Summer would say, "Rad," to. Jaylene's mental assessment of her friends made her smile weakly. But, yes, the climate and conditions were fitting for the affliction she was suffering.

She hoped no one needed a ride from her, or something else. Turning around to face the car head on, she reached upward to retrieve her phone. Her finger just barely touched the power button, then she had second thoughts and put it back in her pocket while she padded towards the swing set. She still had plenty of thinking to do. And for the time being, the park, neglected near the woods, was a primary location to do it.

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Hands grabbed her wrist, Summer couldn't help but struggle against them, the bugs that were on her were driving her nuts. She needed them to go away, they were so itchy. Lizzies voice had a concerning tone as she tried to get Summer to stop, she looked at her friend through her hair but soon Kitten was up and heading out of her room saying something about water. Her phone buzzed against her, she grabbed it from her pocket and read the message from Soda. Party....that means drugs...that means losing it....that means she didn't have to think about anything, all that matter to Summer now was the high. She was in, of course she was in. She could never say no to Jay anyways, she couldn't say no to anyone really. It was not in her nature to do so.

She quickly wrote a text back to Jay Already cheered up on the glass baby but yea im in. Nerd nympho? sure i think ill figure somthin out. Pick me up? dont think ill be able to drive. <3 She wasn't sure if it was smart of her to mention the glass but she couldn't take it back anyways, maybe Jay won't notice it...hopefully. She moved to her closet and started looking through the clothes, finding a pair of flowered shorts, a long sleeve see thru white button up shirt "that'll do", she threw them onto her bed and grabbed a black bra from her dresser and found a pair of big glasses off her dresser.

Lizzie came back and handed her a glass of water which Summer took a drank it down "thanks hun, costume party tonight at Roxxie's" she smiled "Jayy and I are going to be nympho nerds" she laughed and pulled out her phone "gotta let everyone know". She quickly wrote out a text to everyone besides Jay and Lizzie Costume party tonight at Roxxies! Better b there. After she sent the text she got up and rolled her kneck, she heard a knock from downstairs "Come on in its unlocked!" she yelled knowing whoever it was would be able to hear her loud voice.

Even with the glass she could not stop the images of this morning pop in her head "how do i make them stop....i need more...more yes" she murmered to herself and walked over to her dresser drawer. She felt her high was coming down, which she wasn't too happy about. Opening the drawer and looked for something, anything. Finding a couple of oxi's she popped them in her moutha and swallowed them without any water.

She looked over to Lizzie, the girl was so pretty Why haven't I ever seen Kitten like this before? she thought to herself as she walked closer to the girl. In Summer's eyes Lizzie was like shining and so bright, she just wanted to have Lizzie. "Your so pretty Lizzie" she whispered as she stepped in front of the girl. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs but she didn't care, her hand went to Lizzie's face, her thumb caressing her friends cheek bone. "I don't know why I never seen you like this before....so beautiful....stunning" she whispered as she moved her face in, her lips touching Lizzie's as her free arm wrapped around Lizzie's waist and pulled her in closer. She just wanted to feel alive, to feel something other then what shes been feeling lately.

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Avery lay on her bed, not really sleeping but not willing to wake either. The frail girl felt weak, but the feeling meant she was succeeding, the feeling was one she embraced. She was tinier than she knew she was, the mirror, or her retinas, kept her from seeing it. In her head, she looked only slightly tinier than when she had started her decent into anorexia.

Avery shook her head to clear the thoughts from her head as a tune she hadn't heard in what seemed like forever came through her phone. Her milk chocolate eyes shot open as her tiny fingers shot for her phone, her mind singing Kitty! Avy quickly opened the text:

From: Kitty<3

I'm back, bitches!! <3 Summer has started without us, as usual. Anyone got plans for tonight? Welcome home party? I'm at Kite's house ATM ~ L


Her boney fingers sped over the keys:

To: Kitty<3

I missed your furry tail so much! Havn't heard anythin from anybody yet, but i'll be there in a sec <3 Leave me a few pills!


After hitting the send button Avery jumped up to start her morning routine, shower, find something to cover her skin, take the vitamins that kept her stable and dispose of some of the vile contents residing in her refrigerator. As she did her mind was taken back to the party....both Brik and Kite compromising themselves, and she just stayed in the background of it all, Kaleb was so good at caring for everyone.......out of their little group these were the three that really kept her strong, keeping her from doing whatever she could to her already fragile life. The others were important, but she needed her brothers, and she needed the girl who kept her together, kept them all together.

As Bones left her house she remembered paddling across the lake with Summers head on her lap....at the time the feeling of having the girl so close brought out feelings she had feared since the incident with Cole, she knew Kite wasn't ever going to hurt her, but she wondered if the girl would notice her as anything but just another part of their group either...and even if she did.....what about Kaleb? Avery knew what that sun on his wrist stood for, it stood for the only girl who could capture his attention. Before she'd committed herself to more feminine companions, when she longed for a males touch as bad as a females, she had more feelings than she would like to admit for Kaleb....but he only had eyes for Kite, everyone had eyes for Summer.....weather they rolled that way or not.

ImageJust as she was about to head over to Summer's, her phone began to sing the song she had set for the beauty. She pulled it out from its current home in her pocket.

From: Kite <3

Costume party tonight at Roxxies! Better b there.


The small girl let out a huff but turned around with a smile, she didnt have much in the way of costumes because not much fit her anymore. She tore her room apart to find her black and red kitty ear headband and stripped off her jean shorts and shirt. She was left standing in her matching black lace bra and panties, Avery pulled on one of her favorite thigh highs with a red garter belt, replaced her shorts to her hips and grabbed a little black tee. She also had a black cat tail she'd borrowed from Kitty for Halloween, and luckily enough, was able to fasten it to her shorts. Grabbing her cute little Steve Maddens Soda had given her, she had told her jokingly these would help her catch up to the others in height. The memory made her giggle as she slipped them on, heading out the door for the second time this morning.

Avery jumped into her truck and made her way to Kite's place. She was there in moments, not as fast as she would have been if Jay had been driving, but the small girl made great time. In another moment she was walking in to the house that contained three of her favorite people, one of which was making his way into the living room with a blush of all things painting his cheeks. Bones smiled "Hey Briky." she cooed as she wrapped her arms around one of the males she called brother, and then there was Kitty. Avery all but lept on her squealing in delight. "there you are!!!!!"

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Three words: He hated awkward situations...make that four words. Brik stiffened when Avery wrapped her arms around him. It wasn't just because he wasn't the 'hug me' type of guy, but also because of his deflating boner. His blush grew brighter as he prayed to that higher power in the sky above that no one noticed. He sighed in relief when she released him. "Hey, Bones," he waved blandly. His deep monotonous voice was a tad huskier than usual. As soon as he finally relaxed, Lizzie was at his side. Her words were coming out at the speed of light, but he just nodded and hid his crotch with his jacket as best he could. He stiffened again as she embraced him. They choose now, of all times, to treat me like a teddy bear. Teases, the lot of 'em, he thought with a roll of his eyes.

He kissed Avery's forehead, ruffled her hair then walked out of the house, feeling his 'johnson' slowly calm down. Relief! No longer as hot and bothered as before, Brik allowed his jacket to return to its place; over his upper body. He thanked the Lord for reminding him to bring it. He followed behind Liz before speeding up his stride so that he was right beside her. He wasn't looking forward to matching with her kitten idea, but this was her first day back and amusing her was the least he could do.

"Welcome back," he said dully. He truly meant the words, but the way they came out wasn't very welcoming. It was just the way his voice was. Lackluster, bland, and empty. "So, you and Summer? I didn't see that coming that's for sure. Never knew that you two were interested in one another. Learned something new today."

As he walked, he made a mental note to himself. He was mental forming his bucket list.

So far:

1. Actually find a girl that I like (If that's possible)
2. Have my first kiss
3. Fall in love (If that's possible...I hear it's nice...might be worth it)
4. Lose my virginity (If I accomplish 1 through 3 first)

At the rate he was going, he doubted that any of these would ever be accomplished, but that was what pessimistic assholes did, they doubted and stared opportunism in the face then told it to 'fuck off and die in the darkest hole it could find.' He mentally shrugged, it wasn't like he was going through with this bucket list shit. It was stupid. He was going to waste away with a million regret because that was how life worked. Though, that annoying part of him wanted to at least try. Trial and error.

"Anyway," he said. "I'll just let you dress me. I don't care what you put on me. It's your first day back, have some fun. I just refuse to wear makeup of any kind, and tights or spandex. Other than that, my body is yours."

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At the sound of kibbles tinkering against the tin bowl, Mitzie yapped from the edge of the bed, too intimidated by the height to make the bound. Leaning down with her hind quarters in the air, she yipped some more and widened her little doggy eyes with hunger and excitement. "Jesus Mitz, relax," Jaylene breathed, rising up to help the puppy onto the floor. The milky-colored ball of fur romped for a moment and pounced head-first into her food bowl, making gobbling noises all the while wagging her little, slightly curly tail.

"You act like Vera doesn't feed you chicken and sneak muffins - pffft, like I don't know about that." Sliding the glasses up the bridge of her nose and over her hair to hold some strands back, she went to her vanity and took a seat. A looming chest of make up sat to the right, to the left were three curling irons, a flat iron, and a set of rollers. She felt oddly perplexed looking at all of the hair-styling tools, being that she so often just let it go. Sometimes it was just too much to manage and she was too lazy to battle it out. She had nearly forty inches of hair and putting anything through it aside from a brush was hell. And sometimes the brush itself was a strength-draining crusade.

In her hand she held the plain, black suspenders. She wasn't quite sure how she acquired the accessory but she was guessing that she probably picked it up with some outfit she never wore.

Day turned to night rapidly; crickets warbled and trilled behind her agape windows. The breeze leisurely welcomed itself in, only vaguely chilling Jaylene. It was enjoyable rather than discomforting and annoying. She loved fresh air and had a habit of dressing too cold for the weather. While she ached for summer, the frigid gale was sometimes solicitous… For reasons even Jaylene couldn't put her finger on.

Scrabbling across the vanity's surface, she plucked some Plink! by MAC away to apply to her curvaceous lips. Along her cheekbones she trailed a fan brush lightly dusted with a soft, rosy blush. The make up was enough to embellish her natural features without looking like she tried too hard. Yesterday, she'd gone through hell sticking on her false eyelashes and perfecting the shadows on her lids. After the non-fulfillment of her evening with her friends, she didn't have the ambition or enthusiasm to devote that much effort to her appearance. Besides, what did she have to prove to any of them? Who would really pay attention if she did dedicate hard work to her appearance? She wasn't gunning or swooning - at least - not anymore. That's what she kept telling herself, anyway.

She had to grapple with the images from Mordicai's bedroom, the look in Kaleb's eyes when Jaylene mentioned him caring for Summer, and Brik's apology as he grasped the window of her car… Sputtering, she shook her head to find herself staring blankly into the mirror with a mascara wand centimeters from her glassy jade eyes. Instantaneously, and she had no reason why, she got this pang of homesickness. No. We're not doing this over again, she reassured herself and looked to the incense container.

After generously applying dark adornment to her lashes to frame her doe-like virescent eyes she took a long, hard look into the reflective glass before her. What was she, really? She was slightly indifferent and frigid - bitchy, definitely. Yet when she extended a hand, shoulder, couple hundred dollars, whatever - people turned her away. Kaleb and Summer had undoubtedly been the ones she was closest to, possibly for the sheer fact that they accepted her gratuities and didn't nod off in a high daze when she talked or turn a deaf ear to her. They were all interconnected with this uncontaminated, sublime relativity yet it was so incredibly fucked up at the same time. Avery was good too - but she seemed so fragile that Jaylene found herself straying from the young girl in fear of damaging her in some way. Lizzie was sweet enough and Mads was just great with her willingness to party and be free. Mordi was always so friendly, but he was gone. And Brik was…

A mirrored image of who Jaylene candidly existed as in the dark, in her own reality where indignity, inhumanity and practicality was bounteous. She hated the hideous realization. And at the cognizance, she decided to stay away from him.

ImageKaleb was taking his sweet ass time and before her intellectual delving and the gray matter between devoured her completely, she went to her bed and rolled thigh-highs up her legs. Shortly thereafter she snatched a hardback, laid it in her lap and retrieved some yayo from the incense case. With diligence and concentration, she formed an accurate line before putting a halved straw to it to inspire it all greedily while Mitzie dug into her food a short distance away.

When she got to her feet again, she faltered as the friendly, kaleidoscopic fairy-like ghouls returned to keep her company and stimulate her brain. "Don't fall now," one of the florid, rubicund intangible imps cooed. Laughing to herself, Jaylene nodded and guided herself to the closet and fought away hangers and blouses to get to the shoe rack. "You still need to tell someone what happened," a lemon colored one insisted. Again the pink one riposted, "No one will ever know, it's our little secret. No need to discuss it with anyone." Equable as Jaylene acted, she couldn't deny that they were in fact there and they were talking to her. She was aware they weren't visible to anyone else because well - she was tripped.

Grabbing a pair of knee-length boots she crumpled to the floor in a heap, attempting to put them on. But she only ended up lying there on the carpet, smiling in a dazed way until Mitzie cavorted to her tan-skinned, two-legged mama to smother her in puppy kisses.

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Lizzie grinned wide as Bones came bouncing at her. "BONES!" she squealed back, grinning like the Cheshire. "You look fantastic, babe! I hate to cut and run, but we're going to get ready for Roxxies tonight!" She was walking backwards on the sidewalk after she let go of the tight hug with the slender girl. "Summer's got the good stuff going already, you should go steal some! Meet you at Roxxies!" She turned to walk normal, for fear of tripping over her beautiful blue high heels. Her mind drifted back to her hug with Brik. Had he had a...? Nah. Brisket was gay, right? Come to think of it, she had never seen him with anyone... was he? She smiled as his long legs brought him next to her, matching her stride. She let her blue hues rake over his form. He's cute enough to be.
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"Welcome back." His tone was bland, like his voice always was when he wasn't his Mr. Hyde self. It didn't bother her, though. In fact, it was a great contrast to her own vibrant self, always vaulting up or down. He was constant, and stable, and she liked that about him... even if he was a bit of a pessimistic ass sometimes. "So, you and Summer?" "Me and..? Oh.." she giggled a little. " I didn't see that coming that's for sure. Never knew that you two were interested in one another. Learned something new today." he went on. Lizzie laughed, a bubbly sound from deep within her. She hadn't laughed the whole time she was gone, and now she seemed to be finding all sorts of things to laugh about. Her friends were the cure. She smiled over at him, and gently shook her head. "No," she purred, smiling. "She was just high, that's all.. but, I mean.. can you blame her for wanting to kiss me?" she dipped her head to the side with a grin, skipping ahead of him and walking backwards again to watch him.

[b]"Anyway,"
he said. "I'll just let you dress me. I don't care what you put on me. It's your first day back, have some fun." She grinned at the idea, and he must have seen the look of mischief in her face, because he added, "I just refuse to wear makeup of any kind, and tights or spandex. Other than that, my body is yours." "Your body is mine?" she playfully raised her brow, grinning. She let out one of her signature kitty purrs, and dropped back to walking normal beside him, taking his arm into hers. "Well, if you insist."

Her fun was over, because they had reached her house. At once her mood was almost shot completely, but one look at him, and the noticing of Josh's truck being gone, restored her to her happy state. "C'mon!" she chirped, jogging up her front porch steps with the agility of her nickname. A considerable feat, since she was in eight inch heels.

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Kitten drug him up to her room and threw open her doubled door closet. She frowned as she looked through everything, and then grinned. A kitten outfit. Puurrrrfect. She walked over to her dresser, leaving the clothes in the closet for now. She found her theatre drawer and dug through it, grinning when she found two masks. A leopard print one, and a beautiful golden lion mask. She turned to him with a smile and handed him the golden mask. "A leopard and a lion. Cute, huh?" She wasn't going to warn him about her getting undressed, but then she paused... what if she was starting to show? She hadn't looked lately. She was too scared. "Turn around," she smiled, waiting for him to comply.

She stripped and redressed as quickly as she could, giggling as she struggled with the tights. Lizzie let out a mental sigh as she was still able to fit into her clothes. They wouldn't fit for long, and the thought made her a little sad. As she was finished, she walked over to him and tapped his shoulder. "Well... what do you think?" she asked, striking a cute cat-like pose with one hand on her cocked out hip and the other hand in a loose fist by her face. She laughed and dropped the pose, looking him over. "Hmm.. King of the big cats... what to put you in.. what to put you in.."

Lizzie walked a small circle around him, then turned back to her closet. She came back out with a black tie. "Shirtless, with this." She extended her arm out with the tie outstretched. "I'd paint you gold, but that's taking it a bit too far, I think," she couldn't help but smile. She was excited. It had been so long since she'd been to a party. She got out her cell and sent a text to Bones.

To: Bonesie<3
Message: Hey sexy (; Lyfe and I are going as big cats if you want to match us, or Kite and Jay are going as sexy nerds.. Can't wait to dance with your sexy ass!

To:Tristian
Message: I'll meet you at Roxxie!


Liz turned back to Brik to admire her work. "You're pretty sexy," she observed. Lizzie had to pull her phone back out to check the time, as she had completely forgotten to do so while she was texting Bones. "Do you like it?" she asked, reaching over and grabbing her keys and a black clutch from the dresser. She nodded for Brik to follower her, and after stopping in the kitchen to grab a water bottle, she strolled out to her 1967 Chevy Camaro. She climbed into the driver seat and popped the lock for Brik.

Once he was in she carefully backed out of the driveway and headed for Roxxie. Liz let out a woop, and grinned at the road. "Tonight's going to be amazing!" She laughed, tossing her head back and then focusing on the road again. Every now and again she'd steal a glance over at Brik and smile, then turn back to the road. She was so glad to be home. It was nice to have her friends back, and soon, she'd have them all together in one place. What more could she ask for? To not be stuck DDing..? Oh well..

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One of the things Kaleb enjoyed about Madeline was that she was generally laid back. He could enjoy smoking the blunt in silence with another individual without feeling uncomfortable in their silence. At this point Kaleb had logged so many hours with his friends, silence was inevitable. He knew Soda would be getting antsy so he couldn't stay long, but he did want to see Madeline after she hadn't shown up the night before until it was too late.

Mentioning it, Madeline created a false theory in an attempt to flip the script. Kaleb laughed, causing him to cough the smoke he had inhaled. "Mads, you crazy?" He coughed once more, "You know I can't live without you, why would I ever cheat on you." Kaleb said, his tone sincere but a glint of humor in his eyes. Shrugging he turned back to the window, "it was a bust anyways - everyone was late, Brik had a shitty attitude when he got there and basically tried to kill himself - yea I know it gets worse though. I pull him from the water and pump his chest, he starts throwing up blood and water and I swear on everything Maddie I heard him say so close, like he wanted to die or something!" Kaleb hadn't realized that he had the memory of Brik's words once revived until that moment, but it was clear as day now. The two had wound up both laying in Maddie's bed, side by side and facing the ceiling as they spoke. Their arms were touching, but neither of them would move away from each other. Kaleb enjoyed the closeness he had with his girl friends, liked being accepted into their boundaries. If they weren't used to Kaleb's ways by now they'd never have a chance. Hitting what remained of the blunt, Kaleb continued, "THEN Jaylene pretty much over did it on the coke, starting throwing up.....Summer went missing and I'm trying to piece Soda back up so Brik goes looking for her...:ends up finding her passed out in the woods so I had to take her home and put her to bed. It was so messed up Mads," he took her hand into his, looking over to her and into her big brown eyes, "If you guys would've been there I wouldn't have been the only one who can hold my own well enough to babysit others." Kaleb loved his friends dearly, but more often than not Kaleb found himself taking care of his other friends instead of enjoying his own high.

He listened to Madeline, but suddenly his mind was on the time, and the weed was gone. "Shit!" Kaleb sat up, running a hand through his hair. "Jay's going to kill me, I told her I'd be coming over. You know how impatient she is." Kaleb said, Madeline would understand as well as the rest of their group. You did not want to keep Jaylene waiting. Kissing Madeline on the cheek, Kaleb made sure he had all his belongings before readying himself in her window to climb down the tree. "Oh - before I forget, costume party at Roxxie's I guess. I don't know, ask Soda, I don't have a costume though." He had a few expired Halloween costumes, but only a few he could even still fit. For right now, all he had to worry about was getting to Jaylene's.

It didn't take long to pedal there, and when he did he knocked on the door loudly, already knowing it was locked. Unlike Summer who welcomed all into her home, Jay seldom even welcomed people into her life, plus her mother was more present than Summer's, instilling some security habits. He looked at his text in the meantime, seeing he had one unread text from way earlier that he had overlooked because the number wasn't saved. Supposedly Kitty was in town now. Kaleb hadn't seen the beautiful girl in what felt like eons, and although he valued their friendship and cared for her, he did not share the same fierce protectiveness for her like for his other girls. The ones who didn't leave him. Despite his protests, Kaleb was a very sensitive man child, who didn't take well to abandonment, and to him the only ones that mattered was Kite, Mouse, Mads and....Soda opened the door, greeting him. "Sorry I took forever guerra, smoked something with Mads." Although Kaleb didn't speak Spanish, he thought the word guerra was so humorous he decided to work it regularly into his vocabulary, mostly at Soda who's brazen blonde made her recessive genes the epitome of being Caucasian. He was prone to racial slurs, mostly following it up with a 'hey! I'm brown- i can say that.' Normally when he was drunk. Kaleb never meant harm, but sometimes he'd do it without realizing.

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It all happened so fast, she was kissing Lizzie then all of a sudden she was alone. What did Lizzie mean about Jay? Jay didn't like her like thag, yeah they have kissed and they flirt but it was all in fun. Jay was like a sister, she laughed at the thought of them being together. No it would never work, they were too much alike. A soft sigh escaped her lips. Alone. She didn't even get to say hi to Brik. She bit her lip and moved over to her bed and sat down on the edge.

Her phone was buzzing like crazy, she knew she had to see who messaged her but right now she needed to smoke. She grabbed a joint from her cigarette carton and lit it up, pressing it between her lips. She looked around her room wondering if this was going to be her life, she had nothing going for her and she didn't have parents anymore to enforce anything. There were voicemails from the school, they were trying to contact her mom but no one ever answered. If they found out her mom had left who knows what would happen, she probably get taken away or some shit and she couldn't deal with leaving her friends. Luckily the house was paid off, but there was other things that did need to be paid but she only had her money from dealing and she used that to get more shit for herself.

She laid back on her bed as she smoked, all her friends knew her mom went off the deep after her dad died a year ago. Even Summer lost it a little, thats when she started to really get into the heavier drugs. The ones she were warned about. She was her daddy's girl, always has been, he was the one that kept her family together like she was the one to keep her friends together. But she wasn't sure anymore. Mordi is dead and she still blamed herself. If only...

She heard Avy's voice downstairs, a small smile tugging at her lips. She always had a soft spot for her delicate friend, Avery was one that she really did look out for. The others seemed to know how to take care of themselves but Avery was different. She was like a delicate flower that could easily be broken. "Hey Avy upstairs sweetie" she yelled down the stairs then went back to her room. She got undressed then put on her black bra and matching panties, her shorts went on next then the white button down which she only buttoned up once. She then brushed out her hair, leaving it down then put on the fake glasses.

Turning towards Avy she smiled "how do I look Bonesy? you look great honey, love the ears" she then grabbed the tail that was hooked to Avery's shorts and pulled it a little "and the tail". She then went to her drawer and started to pack up her drug bag, she was sure she could sell some stuff tonight and also get more of her glass. She needed it more and more these days. With seeing Mordi's body, well it just made her head spin. "Want anything?"

Her phone buzzed again and this time she decided she needed to see who the messages were from, a few from a couple of buyers, one from Soda, and one from Mads. She opened the one from Soda and smiled when she read the message and quickly let her fingers type a message back Might of done sumthin stupid? Def need a ride, Avy is wit me. We r ready. Tell Mitzie ill come seer her soon.<3 After she sent the text she opened the one from Mads and made a quick reply Yeaaa partay. Missed your sexy ass last night. Dance wit me tonight? We are all meeting at Roxxies. Dress up Madi! <3

After she was done texting she looked to Avery "Decide what you want? Could do a couple of oxi's? Imma do the heavier stuff when I get there. Oh and Soda is picking us up" she smiled and laid back down on her bed.

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Avery giggled as Brik stiffened under her arms, she knew he wasn't a fan of hugs, but after what he pulled the night before she was just glad he was alright. "Hey Bones." His voice was huskier than usual, making her wonder what made him so uncomfortable and blushy. the thought didn't linger when she heard Kitty would be joining them at Roxxies tonight. Avy was so glad she was back.

"Summer's got the good stuff going already, you should go steal some! Meet you at Roxxies!" Avery smiled "See ya there Kits!" She had made it to the stairs when she heard Kite call down to her. "Hey Avy upstairs sweetie" With that she all but jogged up the stairs, ready to somethin from that wonderful goody bag of hers. Her small hand pushed the door open just in time to see Summer put on the fake glasses causing a bell-like giggle to pass through her lips. "how do I look Bonesy? you look great honey, love the ears."

Shaking her head and giggling as Kite pulled her tail, she chimed "Absolutely adorkable." In all honesty, Summer was the sexiest nerd she had ever laid eyes on and the sex goddess that was her friend had to have known it, Kaleb would be speechless at the sight of her, and over half of Roxxie would be begging for her.......the club had no idea what they were in for, the small group of friend would dominate the place......Avy wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she was nervous about being at the club tonight, last time she was at a large party like this, Cole had shown up and she spent the whole night bouncing between Kaleb and Kite just in case he had tried to approach her......a whole year later and she still hadn't come to terms with what had happened. Kite snapped her out of her thoughts when she offered her drugs......of course. Her nerves were getting the best of her and she needed to relax.

As she went to answer Kitty's song played through her phones speakers once again, followed almost immediately my Mad's, plopping on the bed she opened the one from Kitty

From: Kitty<3

Hey sexy (; Lyfe and I are going as big cats if you want to match us, or Kite and Jay are going as sexy nerds.. Can't wait to dance with your sexy ass!


She smiled as she responded

To: Kitty<3

Your sexy ass left too fast! Attached to my sexy ass is the tail ya gave me for halloween, lets see how lucky this little black cat can get! ;) My ass is yours to dance with <3 And have you talked to Tristy yet?


She hit send and immediately opened the message from Maddie

From: Mads<3
Bored! What is this I heard about a party!


To: Mads<3
Party at Roxxies tonight, dress your sexiest! Kitty, Brik and I are felines, Kite and Soda are sexy nerds. Roxxies aint gonna know what hit em!!


Pressing send once again she looked through the goodie bag. "Decide what you want? Could do a couple of oxi's? Imma do the heavier stuff when I get there. Oh and Soda is picking us up" As usual, Avery took Kite at her suggestion and popped a few oxi's, the group liked to arrive with a base high and just get higher as the party progressed, it was how they had fun. Avery wasnt sure how high she would let herself get though, ever since the incident she kept an eye on her highs, staying in control of herself. After she zipped up the little bag of poisons she curled up next to Summer. She sighed and closed her chocolate eyes "I'm glad Kitty's back........but why did she bust outta here like a bat outta hell? And I think I seen Brik blush for the first time in his life. If yesterday is gonna bring him back to his ol self then I'm glad it happened.......just don't like how he scared everybody like that.......that jerk-face...." She smiled a little using her term of endearment for the boy, but she was being honest.....his near death experience had been on her mind ever since it happened, and she couldn't have been the only one.

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ImageHer mind, wild with possibilities and theories, decelerated and calmed as she reminded herself that Kaleb wasn't going to tell anyone what she said. He wasn't like that, never was. She loved him for it, upon endless other lists of beautiful attributes.

She melted in to him as she listened to him talk, then was re-distanced. "But baby she ain't you." Jaylene scoffed, glad that the sentiment was so easily joked about and abandoned. She wouldn't have to discuss anything or anyone else. After he kissed her nose, she looked at him with a weakened expression, almost pleading. Something inside of her fractured, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Or was that some sort of pang of desire? She turned away to scoop up little Mitzie and bring her out to the living room and gate her in until Vera returned from her shrubbery expedition.

"I bet they're going to play nothing but dubstep-y bullshit all night and it's impossible to grind to that shit unless I'm on mollies or something. And I do not need mollies tonight. I better use my feminine charm to persuade the DJ to play Ludacris or something worthy of shaking my ass to." She said as they made their way outside.

Impatiently she nosed the car forward out of the driveway as she looked both ways then lashed out onto the street, gunning it to almost 90 and braking fiercely around turns. But somehow her passengers always remained stable without being strewn about the interior of the car. Jaylene was so used to her car that despite her one-too-many accidents brought on by drug intake, she was a master of her craft. It was never speeding or texting that caused the mishaps, it was always the drugs or the fucking dancing little ghosts. She supposed the two did go hand in hand.

Jaylene would throw her head back and laugh heartily as Kaleb, adrenalized and alluring, sung out loud while the wind coming into the car whipped his hair around. As her car slid into view, she texted Summer to let her know she was there. When the girl pranced out with her face aglow, her locks long, undulated and dark, Jaylene couldn't help but grin with pure awe. It was more of a relief than anyone could fathom - seeing her friend dolled up and wiped of the mood she was in a few hours ago. Of course no one would have known what the two girls witnessed and it was much better that way. While most people would grieve the loss and make sure their people knew, Kite and Soda washed the grief away with substances, music, dancing, and body friction.

Their life wasn't going to change.

When a little kitty cat Avery piled into the back of the BMW beside Summer, Jaylene smiled into the mirror at the two. Quite the adorable couple and man, Avery sure was something. She had gone from a tiny little, adorable girl to a sexy, tempting feline. "Meow," Jaylene pawed at the air and continued, "You two look good enough to eat." As she waited for Kaleb to return, she typed a text to Spitz, letting him know she had the whole crew and she'd be arriving in twenty minutes or less. She was thankful for his invite, it would allow all of her friends to get in without being carded. A lot of places turned them away because they were under twenty one and it was a major pain in the ass considering Jaylene liked the atmosphere much more than house parties. But Spitz had the key to all of her desires and hooked her and her friends up.Image

The bass from the looming building shook her car as she parked, excitement brewing in her blood. Standing outside of the doors where a line wound from the entrance around the block was just the man Jaylene was looking for. She hardly said anything as she leapt from her car and scampered over to the tall, mocha-skinned stranger with Raybans, a snapback and a Polo scarf.

"I thought you was gonna' keep me waitin' all night," he called out just before she jumped into his arms like a child.
"I'd never." Jaylene smiled as his strength held her feet off the ground.
"I hope you got your beauty sleep, gonna' be turnt out all night here."
"I can't wait," she smiled and wriggled lose to be on her feet again.
"Gimme' a minute, gotta' talk to my boy."

Spitz slipped away, whispering to the bouncer at the door. Jaylene could faintly make out the list of names being given and brief descriptions to the door guard as she waited beside Summer, planting a kiss on her lips and whispering, "Tonight is gonna' be good for us, bay." Spitz carried on with his explanation. In response the broad-shouldered, cliche and slightly generic looking man unlatched the chain to let Jaylene, Avery, Summer and Kaleb in. Leading Jaylene by her hips in the front was Spitz, turning heads like he owned the place. Jaylene yelled over the music back to her friends, strobe lights dancing across her face as she waved specifically at Kaleb and Summer, "I'll be back! Have fun!"

Current song.
"Ayo Ima' need sixty nine real bad girls for my tour bus." The bass hit Jaylene hard as she walked into the music, rolling her hips a little and grinding them into her tour guide.

Music and crowds ate her up as she disappeared, glued to Spitz who toted her on his arm like the world's rarest diamond. The thunderous bass kept everyone dancing; girls in their costumes grated their bodies against friends and strangers, people lined up at the bar for shots and bottles. As Jaylene glided through with Spitz, she felt like she was tripping out when she saw animal masks obstruct her view. Regardless, she wore a haphazard grin that ignited her face and seemed to fascinate the drug dealer who locked his hand onto her hip. They'd gone to a far off corner of the dance floor where there were a few couches and a circular canopy to shroud the little section.Image

He sat her beside him, looking over her and flicking up his sunglasses. From his pocket he brandished a fairly large baggy, undoubtedly packed with goodies to make Jaylene his slave. "This shit is from like fuckin' Aruba. You wouldn't beeeliieeeeve," in a sardonically gentleman-like fashion, he orchestrated two lines on the surface of a small table between them. "Enjoy it ma. You won't even know what hit you."

Leaning over, she pressed her palms onto his knees and crooned, "You're my hero." The whole interaction was hideously paradoxical. Here Spitz was, jeopardizing the well-being of a girl still in high school with cocaine and she was promulgating him as her savior. As if he were doing her a real kindness. By her own discretion, sharing was caring. The two of them gobbled up the lines harmoniously through their nasal passages, throwing their heads up at the same time to lock eyes as it waterlogged their brain and kindled every last nerve in their body. The moment was profound.

When it hit her, it was like nothing she ever experienced before. Though she was calm, she was electrified at the same time. Without words, Spitz guided her to the dance floor where their bodies collided in the variegated, tepid and wild ambience. The world faded away, all but the thoughts of her friends and oddly enough, the way Kaleb had talked to her just before they left her house. Spitz drew the blond girl in, hooking his fingers into the belt loops of her shorts and breathing onto her neck, the closeness causing her fake glasses to fog.

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Lizzie was enjoying the drive to Roxxies as she watched the road through the bent glass of her windshield. As she glanced over at her friend, she couldn't help but feel a little proud. The very pale, quiet, broody Brik that was usually around seemed to have taken the night off as soon as the mask was put on him. He looked like a real King of the night, with his golden mane, and his piercing eyes that she could just make out every now and again. She nearly jumped as her phone caught wind of signal and started to have a party in her bra, causing her to giggle at the sensation of her jiggling breasts. Using one hand to drive, she used the other to fish the device out of her bra and set it in her lap. As they pulled to a stop light, she glanced down at her cell.

THREE NEW MESSAGES

It felt good to feel loved. The first one she opened was from Maddie, because she had two from her.

From: Maddie
Message #1: "Bored! What is this I heard about a party!"

Message #2: "Sexy Devil Costume. Tell me if I need more clothes. :)"


Lizzie grinned and then looked back up at the green light that was glaring at her. She waited to text back until she reached the next stop light.

"To: Maddie
Message: You might burn Roxxie down looking like that babes! (; Can't wait to see you! I've missed you!


She quickly managed to open one from Bones, anxiously glancing up at the light here and there to make sure it hadn't turned green.

From: Bonsie
Message:"Your sexy ass left too fast! Attached to my sexy ass is the tail ya gave me for halloween, lets see how lucky this little black cat can get! ;) My ass is yours to dance with <3 And have you talked to Tristy yet?"


All of the sudden Lizzie felt like she was going to hurl. Not because of the message, something else entirely. She dropped her phone into her lap and directed her attention to the road, gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles began to change shade a little. She detoured from their route to pull into the nearest gas station. She parked in one of the parking spots far away from the door, near the grass. She knew she would never make it to the bathroom. She threw her door open and leaned over, heaving the water she had earlier onto the dirty black concrete of the parking lot.

Holding her hair back and gasping for air once her episode was over, she pulled herself back into the car, leaving the door open, and tried to catch her breath. She could cry, she was so upset. She didn't want Brik to see her like this. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She vaguely recalled reading an article about the stages of being pregnant, and that the farther you went into your second month, the more nauseous you became, and the more you had to go piss. She took the water bottle from the floorboard at Brik's feet and took some into her mouth, spitting the contents out onto the pavement before taking a swig to swallow.

She stared down at her lap for a moment, embarrassed and guilty. "Sorry about that.." was all she could think to say. She opened her clutch and pulled out a mini toothbrush with a bit of toothpaste made in the center. Handy little things. She started scrubbing at her teeth with one hand as the other typed a reply to Bones.

To: Bonsie
Message: I know, babes! Sorry! I was a little overly excited about Roxxies I guess. I haven't been out in a hot minute! With your body? Pretty damn lucky my black pussy!<3 You bet it's mine! (; and no... =/ I haven't heard from him yet.


She sent the message and sat for a moment in the car, too embarrassed to look at Brik as she finished brushing her teeth with the toothbrush-to-go. She tossed the tiny bit of plastic out her window and took another swig of the water. She pulled down her mirror to check out she looked, delicately wiping at her mouth with her thumb. She pushed the mirror away a little aggressively, as if she didn't like looking at herself.

She was going to have a good night tonight. Even if she couldn't drink, or smoke. The thought was depressing, and she was craving a cigaret like no other lately. Not being able to do what all of her friends were doing sucked. Everyone else would be plastered or high out of their minds tonight, and where would she be? Holding hair, or running back and forth to the bathroom to make emergency pees or to spend a couple minutes worshiping the porcelain king. She came back to reality, in that she still had Brik sitting in a parking lot and not on the way to the party. She looked over at him sheepishly and then put the car in reverse. Before getting back on the road, she paused and looked over at him, shamefaced and thankful for her mask. "Hey, um... Please don't mention this to everyone, okay? I know it's gross." Not that anyone will notice, and you'll probably forget once you're high enough...

She put the car back on the road with a bit more speed than she had before, and within about five minutes they were there. It took her a while to find a parking spot, and in her search for one she spotted Jay's car. "They're already in. Jay probably left our names at the door.... where the fuck is a parking spot around here?! Ah, there we go~" she purred. A car near a streetlight was pulling out. Perfect. She took the spot as it came open, and got out of the car, grabbing her clutch and shoving it under her arm. As Brik got out, she laced her arm in his and walked confidently to the front of the line, bypassing all the mouth-gaping people in que. "Hey there sexy!" she called over the boom of the bass coming from the club. "We're with Jay. Lizzie and Brik!" The large bouncer seemed to be eying her more than his list when he nodded them in. She couldn't help but grin. Jay, you rock.

She walked in with Brik, looking through the crowd to try and find their group, and grinned when she caught sight of Bones. "Bonsie!" she yelled, leaving Brik's arm to run and leap onto the other feline. "You look purrrrrfect darling!" She turned back to Brik and grinned, "What do you think of Lyfe's costume? My own creation!" she said into Bones' ear, so she could be heard over the music. What had she been worried about? Tonight was going to be great! "I want to dance!" was the next thing she was purring about, as she rocked her hips and showed herself to the dance floor. She'd dance with her girls, she dance with guys, she'd dance by herself. She just wanted to feel like her old self again. The strobe light did wonders for making her feel dizzier than she already did when standing and she laughed at the feeling of being high on life. Dirty little secrets wouldn't keep her down.

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Brik furrowed his brows as he witnessed Lizzie spew the contents of her stomach onto the pavement. He said nothing, but rested his hand on her back, to let her know that he was there for him. He knew what it was like to feel humiliated for puking in front of others, so he decided to let her let it all out and wait for her to be ready to leave. It was probably from drinking too much. She probably drank before he saw her at Summer's house.

"Hey, um... Please don't mention this to everyone, okay? I know it's gross." He nodded, but he didn't understand why she was so embarrassed about it. She couldn't be hiding something, like he was. He dismissed it, letting her drive him to the party without speaking a word. He was relieved when they arrived at the Roxxie. He was beyond ready to get fucked up and forget that he was withering away, forget about his bucket list, just...forget that he was Brik Dante Hamilton. He escorted Lizzie into the building, peeking at the crowd of wasted teens through the his mask. As soon as they entered, he spotted Avery in her adorable cat costume. He always found Avery the most adorable thing in the world. She was his little girl, and he couldn't seem to deny her of anything. He couldn't even be an asshole towards her because he felt like he'd be kicking a small toddler. He watched Lizzie be her usual hyper self and he had to admit that he liked it.

"What do you think of Lyfe's costume? My own creation!"

Brik looked down at himself then back up at Avery and Liz. "I wouldn't call it much of a costume," he shrugged. "But I thought I'd let Kitten have her fun." He certainly had a soft spot for his girls. One thing that bugged him was last night. After his suicide attempt, he gave Soda the cold shoulder, however, he wasn't sure if she was still mad at him. He hated when his friends shunned him, even if he deserved it. It just rubbed salt into his festering wound. He just prayed that she wasn't planning his demise.

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Anyway, this was a party, and he was craving his release of the chains that held him. He wanted that sense of freedom that he found in the white pills, the green herbs, and the brown liquid. Digging into his jeans, he hoped that he didn't forget his supply. When he felt the plastic bag against his fingertips, he almost grinned. "There they are," he muttered lowly. Brik dove in, pulling out two Vicodins and one Oxi, he took them at the once then waited. The music pounded in his ears as he let the drugs cloak him in that sweet freedom that he yearned for. His dilated pupils flitted from one person to another and everything became so bright, so beautiful. He was in his happy state within minutes. A large smile stretched his face from behind the mask, and Brik was gone. Lyfe was here to play. With his lung aching deliciously and his blood pumping rapidly, Lyfe found himself being engulfed by the sensations and the music. Boldly, he grabbed Lizzie's hand, pulling her against his chest.

"Care to dance?" he grinned brightly. Without waiting for an answer, he spun her around then dipped her. He felt alive and dead all at the same time. Though, life was outweighing death at the moment.

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Image When Avery curled up beside her Summer smiled, flopping onto her side and looked at her fragile friend. Questions were asked but Summer just shook her head "did something stupid, Brik saw it. Then they ran off together, Brik didn't even give me a hug...your right hes a jerkface" she laughed as she joked about her uptight friend. Brik has always been an odd one and she was glad she met him by the football stands that day in Junior high. He was a mystery to her like she was a mystery in someways to others. Everyone thought they really knew Summer Vorhees, but did they really, maybe at first but people change and she sure has. Ever since her father passed she hasn't been the same Summer but no one seemed to notice and if they have they haven't said anything She had to always be careful around Jay tho, her blonde friend always knew when something was up with her, like a sixth sense. But lately shes been able to hide and mostly blame it on the drugs, yes the drugs that made her fly like the kite she was.

Looking to Avery she smiled "going to take some x then going to fresh up my face, Soda said she be here soon". Getting up from her bed she slid her feet into a pair of black heeled combat boots then went and redid her makeup. She darkened up her eyeliner and glossed up her lips, her pupils were way dilated already, they always seemed to be that way lately. She never knew exactly when her high left her because she was always popping something into her system. She grabbed her bag of goodies and slipped a couple of pills under her tongue, she couldn't wait for the club, to just let loose. She had to act like her normal self, be herself even if it was all an act.

Once she was happy with her appearance she went over to Avery and grabbed her hand "c'mon on baby lets go downstairs to wait" she pulled the girl up and continued her way down the stairs with Avery following. Her phone buzzed Jay's tune, she didn't even have to read it to know her friend was already outside the house waiting because she had the front door open staring outside. Pulling Avery along she got into the backseat of Jays car, her glasses were down to her nose as she gave a smile to Jay, trying to reassure the blonde and herself that everything was going to be alright. "Hey sexy, you look hott tonight" she leaned across to the front seat as Jay commented that Avery and her were good enough to eat "your always welcome to babay" she grinned and looked over to Kaleb. "Hey my wild man, seems like I haven't seen you in forver" she leaned forward, kissing his cheek then brought up her hand and ruffled his hair "love the look, it suits you" she teased and leaned back against the seat, her hand was still holding onto Avery's.

As Soda drove closer to Roxxies she could hear the music blasting and she was already getting excited for what the night had to bring them. As soon as the car parked Summer was out in a flash, she walked over to Jay watching as the girls friend went to speak to the bouncer. "Always have your ties don't you" she grinned the felt Jay's lips on hers, she felt the surge from the high and she was ready to go. Jay always knew how to make her fly "oh yes it is, we are going to own this place!" Soon they were led into the club, Jay yelled back to them and Summer yelled back "we better get a dance together! we gotta show them how the sexy nerds dance" she grinned and made her way into the club. She could already feel her adrenaline pumping and she was ready to let loose.

Soon Kitten and Brik found them and Summer couldn't help but hold back a whistle "damnnn hot stuff we got here, i got the goods too so hit me up if you want anything". She watched as Kitten and Lyfe went to dance, her eyes moved over the crowd and she found herself looking at a couple of familiar faces. Turning towards Kaleb and Bones "heyy ill be back..just need to go see a few people" she gave them each a kiss on the cheek then walked towards the two familiar girls.

Image Everything started to get brighter as she moved herself between the girls, it was like everything was jumping and she felt amazing. No fucking worries were going through her mind as she let herself get lost to the music. Jojo tapped her shoulder and whispered in her ear "lets go for a ride Kite, I want to go on the ride with you and I have some amazing shit you want to try" she was already in when Jojo said 'lets go'. The blonde grabbed her wrist and pulled her through the crowd and back towards the bathrooms. One of her hands went around Jojo's waiste, this is how she played. Pretending to go have sex when really she was just losing control. Its not like she had any in the first place.

Jojo and Kite made there way to the last stall, the biggest one. There were other girl, some doing drugs, some makingout but no one really paid any attention to them. She locked the door behind her and they both sat down on the floor. "Kite have you ever tried ice...its the purest form of meth, I know you've done glass but ice...girl its like heaven...omce you try this shit you'll never want to stop" Jojo's voice was hard to hear over the music but she heard most of it "never tried it but ya know im in Jojo, im always in." Jojo smirked, the blonde leaned in and kissed Kite, Summer melted into the physical touch, she wanted more but even more she wanted to try the drug. Jojo leaned back and took out a bag that held a crushed up substance, she also took out a book and a straw "lets have some fun doll". Jojo set up the lines and soon Kite was sniffing a few lines with the blonde. She couldn't wait to feel the effects of the drug, Jojo was always one to bring her the good stuff, it always seemed to make her feel better even if it was only for a few hours.

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Dub step wasn't horrible at raves, tripping out and your body moving in ways you never thought possible. Kaleb agreed it was definitely not something he wanted to hear at the club though. With his luck he would find some sexy college girl who had an erotic fascination with Disney characters. Once they pulled in front of Summer's house, Kaleb wordlessly left the car, jogging to his home three houses down. Luckily his dad wasn't there, so Kaleb didn't have to hear a million questions as to why he was going into the basement. Saving himself time, Kaleb changed as soon as he found the costume, balling up his clothes and throwing it into the laundry room on his way out. The whole process took about seven minutes, and he couldn't help but to be grateful to not be a woman even more so in that moment. His girl friends had spent hours of prepping and he had thrown something on at last minute and slipped on a pair of his fathers traditional leather sandals that seemed to compliment his Arabian get up.

Taking his place in the passenger seat, he seen that Summer had taken a spot in the back seat. His eyes raked over her, a knowing smirk on his face. "If the nerds at our school looked like you guys I would have to start going to school more." He complimented both of the nympho - nerds, winking at Summer. Letting the music fill most of the silence, another set of flirtatious banter once Avery got in the car. Kaleb didn't deny that Avery was beautiful, but his bond was much to platonic for him to truly appreciate her appeal.

But once they reached the club, Kaleb couldn't help but to feel like a P.I.M.P. walking past the line along the front of the club with the three sexy females at his side, one on either side. However despite having Summer on one side and Kite on the other, as Kaleb watched Jaylene run into the arms of some douche he felt knocked back a little, his ego bruised. Eyeing Spitz with reservation, Kaleb didn't bother greeting the guy. He knew him as Jaylene's connect and that's as far as he was interested in that guy. Kaleb appreciated him getting them into the club, but there was something about that guy he didn't like.

Perhaps it had been how he had snatched one of Kaleb's special gems as if they were his own, flaunting Soda across the club like she was his. Douche. He thought again, keeping Avery close to his side so that she wouldn't get trampled on by the moshing crowd that seemed to dominate a section of the club. His eyes bounced from female to female - the ones he had come with and a few bad ones doing their own little thang on the dance floor. Jaylene had returned to them, softly kissing Summer on the lips, and in the drug induced haze he had submitted into and the atmosphere around him Kaleb found himself fascinated by the simple affection he witnessed daily between these girls; Their soft lips melding into one another, both gentle yet sensual, The contrast of Soda's blonde tresses and Summer's dark mane, the way the thin white fabric of Jaylene's shirt stretched across the transition from her breast to her thin torso, the exposed skin of her belly and Summer's body was one Kaleb had memorized all too well.

Jaylene waved, her words inaudible to Kaleb as she followed Spitz around the corner and out of his sight. Now Kaleb didn't enjoy telling others what to do, seeing as he hated when others did that to him. However Kaleb just knew that the trendy dope man was just a little bit too shady. The three of them began dancing together, until inevitably Summer and Avery connected to each other and Kaleb made eye contact with a bodacious bohemian - wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close with an all knowing smile. At first she resisted, but melting under his smile, the girl began to move in the same rhythm as Kaleb.

However, even as the girl began to grind against him with more than enough skill, Kaleb found his eyes drifting to where he had seen Soda disappear, and then back to Summer and Avery. It was almost cruel, to have to watch the girl who ran his dreams get down and dirty with someone he considered as a little sister on one side of him, and have to imagine what was going on with Jaylene in the next room was no better. Realizing he wasn't going to let this go, Kaleb rested his hands on the hips that rolled against his. "You were lovely, I'll see you around." He whispered into her ear, breathing hotly into her shiny waves before kissing her jaw line seductively and doing an about face to approach Summer and Avery.

Kaleb rested his hand on the small of Summer's back, that white girl had left him touchy - thirsty for human touch and affection. Kaleb's signature was the more fucked up he got, the more handsy he was. "I'll be right back." He shouted over the music, making a detour for the bar. Shots were $3, Beer $7. Kaleb took two shots of a smooth vodka and a Lager, forking over the cash and ambling down the hall he had watched Spitz lead Soda through earlier.

His eyes seemed to catch every detail, distracting himself as he tried to make it through the crowd. Stumbling once, Kaleb caught himself, laughing quietly. Xanax always made him clumsy. However when Kaleb rounded into what he assumed was VIP section, Kaleb had no problem righting himself up. Jaylene was within Spitz personal space, pulled from her belt loops. Although her body language wasn't entirely repulsed, Kaleb could tell that Jaylene was not interested.

At least that was what he told himself, not even entertaining the thought that he was over reacting. Jaylene was his, Summer was his, Mouse was his, Maddie was his. The fact that these guys thought they could just snatch Kaleb's treasures with no type of respect was infuriating. Kaleb didn't know Spitz, and so far this guy just seemed like nothing but bad news. With two long strides, Kaleb was right next to the two, picking up Soda by wrapping his arms around her hips and pulling her close, rotating so that he was between them. Turning back to face Spitz, Kaleb chuckled menacingly. "See, I know you weren't just trying to get with my girl." He said possessively, a dangerous glint in his eyes. Given his quick temper, Kaleb didn't often think situations through before acting.

Before Spitz even tried to respond, Kaleb shoved him roughly. "How old are you? 23? What girls your age see what a little boy you are so you get high school girls into the club and expect they owe you something?" Spitz didn't seem the least bit pleased as Kaleb got carried away in the moment, drugs provoking him to become more and more confrontational. He felt a fire in his chest, growing slowly. Fuck Kaleb didn't even want to think about that right now. He needed more drugs, something to suppress the urge to burn the whole club down, with Spitz inside.

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The high Jaylene was experiencing was out of this world. She melted into Spitz, not entirely by choice but by the effect of high-quality cocaine that was making her body something other than her own. She didn't even notice when her body produced natural condensation and the beads trickled down from her collar bones, trailing beneath her shirt to her belly button. Her tawny skin glistened as she moved, her waist held hostage by the tall, designer dressed dealer. Warping around her, the club droned away to leave Jaylene with nothing aside from her miraculous high, Spitz, and the rhythm of the music.

Arching her back, she let her shoulders and abdomen fall away from Spitz, counting on his strength to balance her out as her hips remained close to his. They wined and rolled in painstaking, alluring waves against his groin. It was safe to say she was feeling herself more than him, but she was too bombed to bother finding anyone else to dance with and Spitz was one hell of a ride. He ran a hand down the center of her body as the motion of her hips elicited raw hunger inside of him, stopping just short of the button on her shorts. It was hard for him not to tear her in half right then and there - but he wasn't stupid enough to screw a minor. He wanted to break her off something fierce, that much was evident in the starvation in his chestnut eyes. But for the time being he'd enjoy the teasing and the rapture of sharing an unworldly high with a green-eyed siren as she leaned away from her ribs up and kept one if his legs locked with both of hers while she ground against him.

Had he been out of the public eye and in a less crowded atmosphere, things would get a lot more unadulterated and intense. Jaylene wasn't a bonehead, she knew this. It was what ensured her she was safe and could afford to be a little risqué with Spitz. She looked out over the inhabitants of the club, embellished in costumes and glitter, having the time of their lives. There was a split second that passed between the sight of Brik and Lizzie kissing and Kaleb approaching. Thank God, she didn't have time to react to the first thing she spotted.

A ripped smile spread across her nude pink lips as she oscillated to stand upright and properly greet her friend. Her notions of Brik and Lizzie evaporated into thin air as Kaleb, sexy in his aggression, whipped Soda away from Spitz. Like that, she was becoming one with someone else. The collision of her body and his made sparks fly while her glassy eyes searched his with suggestiveness. "See, I know you weren't just trying to get with my girl." Jaylene giggled, "Nawwwww." Despite the obvious animosity brewing, Jaylene smiled from ear to ear as she ran a hand up the back of Kaleb's neck and spread out her fingers to softly grab a handful of hair. The sensation was unreal.

"No fingers in this honey jar," Jaylene said to herself, ignored by Kaleb and Spitz who were having a stare down.

The two boys stared at each other with burning rancor for one another, all this over Jaylene. They didn't seem to care about the club, their surroundings - all they cared about was their hormonal bullshit and territory like a couple of dogs pissing on a fire hydrant. Jaylene would have been amused or irritated if the drugs weren't eating away 90% of her insignificant thoughts. A slew of insults audaciously escaped Kaleb's mouth without regret. If Jaylene had been clean, she may have been insulted herself by some of the comments. But as it were, she was turned on. This stuff is definitely good shit, she thought to herself while looking back to Spitz.

"Homeboy don't get your shit twisted, I would lay you the fuck out if you were anybody else." Spitz had eyes full of fire as he was stolen from. But coolly, he shrugged it off and cut his losses, "Man you better hope you don't leave this place without Jay by your side because you'll get stomped. See I just have the decency," he withdrew his hands to pat his chest, "Not to act like a fuckin' dog in front of a female." Spitz tugged at his Ralph Lauren scarf, cocking a crooked smirk and walking away.

ImageTension hung in the air until Spitz disappeared. "Take it easy, killer," Jaylene cooed into her costumized hero's ear, jumping and wrapping her legs around him, "Someone might get hurt." She basked in the friction, the smell of his hair. Blitzed and sensual, she was bound to break some rules as she looked over his shoulder to see her friends making out by the bar. Was she going to vomit, or was that desire twisting in her gut again? "Looks like everyone is enjoying themselves," she said flatly into his ear, tempted to nibble at the lobe but refraining, "What brings you to my rescue, why aren't you with your sunshine?" Her eyes scaled the room to find Summer in an attempt to answer her own question, but Kite was disappearing from Avery's side and trotting off. Poor thing - all dressed up and stepped boldly beyond her boundaries. She was beside herself in the crowd, looking like a tasty little kitty cat treat. Jaylene was positive, however, the girl wouldn't go more than fifteen minutes without being badgered by interested candidates who surely appreciated her effort.

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Then her vision scraped over Lizzie at the bar, glittering and adorned in a mask. Her eyes moved so slowly, Jaylene was obligated to think her anima was trying to wreak havoc on her night. When Brik pinned Lizzie, Jaylene snapped her eyes away and looked up into the sable, possessive and seething ones of Kaleb, commenting, "Everyone is off doing their own thing tonight." She threw her head back so that he couldn't hear her, "My ego is sinking faster than the fucking Titanic annnnnd tonight has already topped last night in shittiness," then she continued, singing the first good song they played all night, "Don't make no promises but promise I can fuck you better."

Cocaine ate away at her yet, still her green conscience grew at what she had seen. Now she'd harbor bigger chips on her shoulder, she had to put it to rest before her ugly alter ego came out to play. Jaylene wrapped her arms around Kaleb's neck and put on a smile.

Besides, she had her legs wrapped around the epitome of tall, dark and handsome; she had to remind herself of that. And under her watch, he wasn't going anywhere. Carnal desires were having their way and she wasn't about to let Kaleb out of her sight again. Something had been flickering and pinpricking inside of her where he was concerned, probably for the past twelve or more hours; if she couldn't put her finger on it the blow would.

Girls would be fucked up and angry over the fact that the mock-Aladdin with dark inviting eyes was focusing on the blond in her effortless get-up. And Jaylene was tickled pink to have him in the state of things. What she'd seen by the bar and her shitty morning was fucking her up and making her undernourished for someone's touch; Kaleb was just what the doctor ordered.

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Spitz just didn't know how lucky he was. Even with Jaylene hanging on him, Kaleb could feel the fire grow from within. Jaylene's soft hand extended, her clammy fingers tugging softly at his hair. Jaylene didn't see a side of Kaleb often, she had no idea what her actions did. To suppress a groan, Kaleb bit his lip, still staring down Spitz as Jaylene whispered into his ear. Her breath was hot on his neck, causing goosebumps to rise on his neck.

His fingertips and feet felt tingly, as if they couldn't stay still much longer. Madeline snuck up on him, embracing him briefly before asking what was wrong. Spitz angry eyes sized up the girls once more, making Kaleb smile in mockery. The dope man tried to switch around the situation to make Kaleb into the bad guy, "Yea, I'm the dog." He said with sarcasm, half to himself. Spitz grabbed his scarf and stormed off in a huff, making Kaleb laugh darkly. The drugs had broken his inhibitions, leaving Kaleb careless and reckless. "No problem now." He said simply to Madeline, taking in her outfit. The red devil costume was one you could never go wrong with, and Madeline definitely knew how to work it.

Jaylene threw him off guard, jumping to wrap herself around him and once again whisper into his ear. Be careful Jay, you don't know what you're doing. he thought inwardly, her soft curves melded against his was just too tempting. He almost forgot that Madeline had been standing next to them, easily letting things slip from his mind. There was so much going on around them, Kaleb's mind was so busy trying to keep up it couldn't relay information fast enough. Why had he come to rescue Jaylene? She could handle her own, but Kaleb couldn't stand knowing that she was wrapped around someone else. It was him she should be wrapped around, as she was now.

His eyes glanced to where he had last seen Summer and Avery, noticing Avery was now on her own. "Mads, I'm going to help Soda come down before I take her back into the crowd. Can you go make sure Avery doesn't get trampled." Kaleb said, pointing out the slight girl and then returning his hand to grip the back of Jaylene's thighs. He watched as Maddie complied, disappearing into the crowd.

Jaylene's own eyes widened, as if she had seen something surprising. "Everyone is off doing their own thing tonight." he heard over the music, strangely acutely aware of their bodies pressed against each other. Her legs wrapped around him did more than she realized, their closeness was something his body was craving. His calloused hands gripped her skin, her hands wrapping around his neck while the corner of her lips tugged into a smile. Burying his face into the crook of her neck, Kaleb breathed hotly on her skin, "Their own thing?" He murmured, repeating Jay's words against her skin.

She began to sing along to the song, her body writhing in his hold. Jay was gone, that much was evident, but so was Kaleb. With the lasers, pounding bass and drugs that coursed through his system, he found himself just doing what felt good. Her hips still knew how to move, even with her legs wrapped around Kaleb. He realized he hadn't looked away from her since he sent Madeline to take care of Avery. "Soda, you're gonna get yourself in trouble." Kaleb turned to face the wall, pressing her back against the cold cement. His pelvis weighted against her, lips tracing a trail down her neck.

Kaleb was gone, he was wild now - the fire within exploding around him. He had no control, a little voice in his head reminding him that Jaylene was his friend and that he had to be careful, but he ignored he voice, submitting into Jaylene's charm. His hand ran up her side, his thumb tracing the outline of his breast as he reached to cradle her head in his hand, weaving his fingers through her hair. "You're mine Jay." He said into her ear, pressing himself against her.

He didn't know what his body had planned until he was already in motion, bringing his down onto Jaylene's. There had been a few pecks exchanged by the two before, but never anything like this. With a fire and drug fueled passion, Kaleb caressed his own lips against hers, his tongue pervading into her mouth to claim that as also his own. Seeing Jaylene with Spitz had made something snap within him, as if he had to remind her that she belonged to him - that if she ever tried to run off with a guy again that Kaleb wouldn't let it happen.

The fire began to burn his skin, small beads of sweat forming. Kissing Jaylene didn't at all feel like kissing a sister, he felt a twinge of irritation as he remembered the girls he would see complain about the fact that he was friends with her. They were only jealous, righteously so. Jaylene was gorgeous, and tonight she was pressed against him as the club scene pumped around him, letting them melt into the moment and risk ruining their friendship.

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Jojo's lips were once again attatched to hers, Summer melted against the girls touch wanting more. Her hands ran over the girls back and Jojo's hands were sliding up Summer's. She broke the kiss, needing to take a breath of air, her eyes looking into Jojo's "I feel fuckin amazing Jo" , she grinned and stood up "I want to always feel like this, I never want to let this go". Jojo got up, wrapping her arms around Kite's waist "baby you can always feel like this, it doesn't have to go away...ever" the blonde put a baggie in Summer's hand and she looked down to see a bag of crystal in her hand "might not want to tell anyone about this, others think crystal is too hard but girl it makes you feel so alive". Summer nodded her head and put the baggie into the zipper part of her bag so if one of her friends were looking through her drug stash they wouldn't see it.

A banging on the door made her look over "guess we should unlock it". Jojo went over to the door opening it and grinned to the girl that was banging on the door "hey aren't you Kite's friend" but she was ignored. Summer looked up from doing another line off the book "Kitten" she looked down to the meth but shrugged, Kitten wouldn't tell the others...would she? She shrugged, it was just drugs nothing more, anyways Kitten didn't know what she was going through. Finding Mordi this morning just brought on too much for her, she need to not feel an the crystal would help her with that.

She went over to her friend as Kitten hurled into the sink, her hands holding the girls hair out of the way just like Lizzie did with her earlier. "Drank too much already sugar" she rubbed her back until Kitten stood up and looked at her. She could tell Kitten was upset but what was she suppose to say Still can't get over my fathers death...my mom left a couple months ago and now all I have is my crazy sister that talks to dead people and no I feel like I am going nuts with the feeling someone is always watching or following me. Oh and also I found our friend dead this morning..yeah no, she couldn't tell anyone. Her friends all were dealing with their own shit, they didn't need to deal with Summer's also.

"Kitten, I wanna dance. Please dance with me" she cooed as her eyes raked over Lizzie's body "lets just let loose and have some fun tonight, forget about our worries and everything else" her hand slid over Lizzie's arm. She looked over to Jojo "thanks for the fun, ill see you soon okay? Text me." Jojo went over and kissed Summer "we will see each other soon baby, very soon" she whispered into Summer's ear but was loud enough for Lizzie to hear. Jojo knew once you try ice you can't really just have it once and she knew Summer would be coming back for more.

Summer took Kitten out of the bathroom and to the dance floor, pressing her body close to Kitten's she felt so much adrenaline she felt like she was going to explode. She never had so much energy in her life and she was ready to go go go. "You look so sexy tonight Kitten, I remember when I first met you. It was at a party and you were wearing ears and a tail. I thought you were so cute, I knew I had to be your friend" she whispered in the girls ear. Bodies were pressing against her making her press harder against Kitten "Fuck I feel like im flying Kitten, flying so high I never want to come down" she laughed and looked into Lizzie's eyes with her own, her pupils were so dilated you could hardly see them. "Never want to come down Kitten, never ever. Don't have to worry about finding people dead or anything else...no worries, no unwanted feeling except pure bliss" she kept blabbering on, not even sure what she was exactly saying she just couldn't stop "I always liked you Kitten but I could never..." she didn't finish as she turned around and pushed her backside into Kitten, closing her eyes and letting the music fill her ears. So much more intense then if she was here sober, she didn't even really know the feeling of sober anymore.

She wondered where Jay and Kaleb were, she still wanted to get a dance in with the two of them especially with the high she was on, maybe she could even get Avery to loosen up a bit. She wanted everyone to have a good time tonight, she would do her best so everyone went home in a good mood. Not like last night, last night was one of the worse and she wouldn't want that to happen tonight. She just hoped no one would bring up Mordi and why he wasn't here.

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Before she could protest, or say anything about the meth, Lizzie was being swept away by Kite who was purring for a dance. “Let’s just let loose and have some fun tonight, forget about our worries and everything else!" The idea sounded good in theory, but she was too sober to ignore the fear that was clawing skyward from her stomach. As they were exiting the lavatory, the blonde girl that had been all over Summer came up and kissed Kite. Lizzie could just hear the words whispered, and it made her blood turn to lava in her veins. "We will see each other soon baby, very soon.." She was tempted to lay the girl out right then and there, but Kite was already dragging her onto the dance floor.

The urge to punch the shit out of the other blonde was still at a record high when Kite pulled herself in close to Summer and began dancing with her. Lizzie was just tall enough in her heels to find Brik over the mass of people, she waved for him to come join them once they made eye contact. She turned her attention back to the goddess of a female that was grinding into her waist. She wished so badly that she were drunk, so that she could fully enjoy herself without her guilty conscious or worries. Kite leaned into her and whispered, "You look so sexy tonight Kitten, I remember when I first met you. It was at a party and you were wearing ears and a tail. I thought you were so cute, I knew I had to be your friend.” Kitten smiled.

“You look like a nerd goddess,” she whispered back with a smile. It was good to see Kite so happy, but she wondered at what cost? "Fuck I feel like im flying Kitten, flying so high I never want to come down!” Kitten realized then that Summer wasn’t there. Kite wasn’t either. They were both way, way up in the sky, floating with the stars in a world that Kitten would never be able to reach. She moved her body in time with the rhythm, and her friend, figuring that it was no use in trying to scold or comfort her right now. Everything she said would either be lost to the music, or just go floating in one of Kite’s ears and out the other.

"Never want to come down Kitten, never ever. Don't have to worry about finding people dead or anything else...no worries, no unwanted feeling except pure bliss.” What the fuck did she just say? Finding dead people? What the [b]fuck? It took all of her self restraint not to jerk back and ask what the hell she was talking about. Remembering that she was supposed to be drunk, she did her best to ignore the comment and focused on acting her part. She would add that to the growing list of things to talk to Summer about.

Part of what Kite was saying was lost to her, due to the music, but she did make out that Kite had said she liked her, but she could never… something… That part was lost as Kite turned around to shove her perfectly shaped backside into Kitten’s front. Lizzie laughed, and grounded herself with a stance that would allow her to support both herself and Kite. Lizzie looked around and spotted Bones, waving for her to come join them, too. She pushed all negative thoughts from her mind, watching the strobe light in an attempt to get that high-on-life feeling back that she had when she was dancing earlier, and when she was kissing Brik. The memory made her smile even more, and let loose a bit.

“Kite and Kitten in the house, bitches!!” she yelled into the bass of the song, dancing with Kite. Her heart felt like it could explode from beating so hard, and tiny beads of sweat rolled down her back under her top. She swung around to bring Kite to her front and pressed her waist into her friends, dancing like most of the other girls in the club were, only better because she had Kite as a dance partner. She dipped her head back and then brought it forward, and laid eyes on non-other than Tristan Hale. Every ounce of guilt that she had regarding kissing Brik flew like a million escaping butterflies out the window. He was deep in the center of a group of drunk college girls, looking as though he were really enjoying himself.

She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the lovely brunette that she was all but riding on the dance floor. “You’re one bad bitch, Kite. I’m glad we’re friends, too.” She pulled Summer close to whisper in her ear, “And you’re right. Let’s just have some fun tonight.” Lizzie spun herself out and then back into Summer, hoping that when Brik came over he would join her in a little Summer sandwich.

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Summer jumped excitedly when Brik took the pills "yay!" she squealed, just then she heard the sounds of bones breaking and she quickly turned around as Jojo's arms left her side, blood was flowing down from the girls nose, she felt like she was going to vomit. Kitten went to throw another fist but it missed, her eyes going wide "Lizzie!" Jojo's eyes went to Summer's "this isn't over Kite! This bitch better watch her back" Summer didn't like the sounds of what Jojo said "Ill see you soon Kite" the girl walked out of the club without Summer getting a word in. She did not know what just happened but before she could question Kitten she was being led through the crowd by her blonde friend.

While they were making it across the club Summer noticed Avery alone, grabbing the fragile girls wrist she grinned "come on Bones come dance". As soon as they got to the other side of the club Kitten was warning her to stay away from Jojo "don't worry Kitten, she won't hurt me she just gets me what I need. Just I would suggest you stay away from her after what you did...I still can't believe you punched her!" She giggled, she wasn't one to get mad at her friends usually she just let things slide.

Soon she felt hands on her waist, Kitten pulling her in, she complied as she closed her eyes and began griding herself against Kitten. Herbhigh was still going through her, she had so much pent up energy she didn't know what to do with. Her arms wrapped around Avery and pulled her close, being sandwiched between two sexy girls was making her get so much hotter. She turned around so now that she was facing Lizzie, her hands landing on the girls shoulder and she lowered her ass against Avery, she looked over her shoulder and smirked to Avery "Just let go Bonesy, let go!"

Her body was moving to the music, giving Brik, no Lyfe, a smile "glad you came back Lyfe" she grinned moving her hands down Kittens arms then moved them to Brik's sides and pulled him closer into Kitten. All their bodies were moving in some sort of sync that made a few bystanders stop for a few seconds and stare. She was feeling heated, her body was definately on fire "Wooooooo!!" she screamed, the music pounding around he. At that moment she forgot about everything and just let herself live in the moment.

She felt Avery's hands on her hips, she let her head flip back, her eyes closed she didn't even notice that she was pushing her breast into Kitten. All she knew was that she was just letting herself feel. A couple guys that were nearby started getting rowdy, she looked over just as a glass of alcohol was sprayed all over Kitten and her "yaahhhh" she looked over to Kitten "you got something right there" she motioned to the girls shoulder, leaning forward she licked her tongue over Lizzie's shoulder, trailing a few kisses until she leaned back laughing. She was hot one moment then cold the next, she guessed it was most likely the drugs in her system but she really paid no attention to it, she just wanted to keep feeling so damn good.

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Lizzie found herself in a bisexual’s dream. Behind her, she had Lyfe, and in front of her she had two hot girls. Yum! "I'm back, Kitten," she heard his sultry voice from behind her as his hands explored her body. She couldn’t help but grin. He couldn’t remember why he was mad. Leave it to Summer to fix everything. The thought made her smile tenderly and she pulled Summer a little closer.

Summer had pulled Bones into their sexy line up, and Liz was glad to see the girl having some fun instead of being a wall flower. Every now and again, Lizzie would feel the tender prick of Lyfe’s little nibbles on her skin. It was wonderful.
As they were dancing, some rowdy college boys spilt their drink onto Kitten and Kite. Just her luck to be standing in the middle. She gasped, and then giggled as Summer made it into a game. Summer was good for that. Making everything into a game.
"you got something right there" the seductive siren purred. Lizzie grinned, and bit her bottom lip as she felt Summer’s soft lips clean her shoulder. Lizzie watched in a trance as Summer twisted and rolled her body in delicious ways against Bones. Before she knew it, she found boobs pressed into her face, and she gladly took the opportunity to lick and nibble at the mounds of exposed flesh.

Brik was biting at her neck from behind her, a sensation that ten times out of ten would turn Kitten on. She purred and leaned back against him. “Come home with us tonight, Lyfe,” she purred, calling Summer’s house her home. It seemed fitting, since her own home wasn’t much to go back to and she couldn’t brink Brik there anyway.

“How’s that sound, Kite? You… me… Bones… Brik… your place?” she grinned and looked to her female companion. It sounded like great times to her. Even if they all ended up crashing on the floor in the living room and watching some lame movie, she didn’t care. She just wanted to be close to them. All of them. Her mind fluttered to Jay, Kaleb and Tristan…. Where were they? Just as quickly, the thought was dismissed and she was back to being absorbed in the movements of the man behind her and the sexy woman in front of her.

It could have been the strobe lights, or it could have been the two sexy people that were grinding on her, but for some reason Lizzie didn't feel sober anymore. Maybe it was that high on life feeling she had earlier. Yes, that was probably it, and it was fantastic! She purred and closed her eyes, ignoring the mild ache in her thighs from dancing so long. Every now and again a wave of pregnant nausea would come over her, and she would choke it down. She wasn't leaving this for anything.

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Lyfe licked the bite mark that he created on Lizzie's exposed shoulder. He hummed blissfully against her skin. “Come home with us tonight, Lyfe,” she purred. Lyfe simply responded by nibbling on her earlobe. That was his version of 'yes'. He opened his eyes, seeing the bright colors dance before his eyes. The world was in technicolor and Lyfe indulged in it. He let himself get wrapped up in the swirls of patterns and lights. So much beauty...so much light. Whatever Summer gave him, he wanted more.

"Summer's house sounds really good, right now," he smirked, watching his female companions make every man in this place feel jealous of him. He could see them either send him dirty looks or thumbs up in approval. He was going home with four beautiful women, what man wouldn't want that. He stopped teasing Liz, pulled his body away from her. He was ready to leave and feel the wind on his hot skin. "Let's get out of here," he whispered in Liz's ear.

He grinned mischievously before grabbing Summer's hand, twirling her then picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. He slapped her ass and nodded his head towards the door. "It's about that time, ladies. Let's grab Mads and get the hell out of here. I saw ice cream in Summer's freezer and I'm ready to raid her kitchen." He carried her out of the club, swatting her ass every now and then. He looked back to make sure that Avery, Mads, and Kitten were close behind.

With a wide grin on his face, Lyfe made it to Liz's car. He threw Kite in the air, playfully and snuggled her. "So soft," he murmured kissing her cheek in a brotherly fashion. "I fucking love you, Kitey," he laughed. "You give me magic pills and make me feel all magical and shit." His eyes widened. "You're like a drug fairy!" He cheered, spinning her around and snuggling her as he chanted: "You're my drug fairy! You're my cuddle witty Kitey! I love you! Brik would be all gloomy and doomy, but you bring the Lyfe out of me!"

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Feeling lips on her exposed skin above her breasts made her shiver, Summer was in heaven. She was between two sexy pussy cats, she didn't want it to end at all. Lizzie said something about home and Lyfe, the words were jumbled so she really didn't exactly know what was being said but right now she most likely would agree to anything that was asked of her "yeah yeah" she nodded her head and continued to dance. She was feeling a bit light headed, she needed something to drink but as she looked around everything sort of molded together.

Lyfe was talking, mentioning ice cream and something else, blinking her eyes she tried to focus in on her friends but it was no use. Before she knew it Lyfe was spinning her then throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatos, a small squeal escaped her lips as she felt Lyfe slap her ass. She laughed, looking at Bones and Kitten a grin formed on her face. Just between the two girls she could of sworn she saw Mordi walking between them "do you see him, is he there?" she yelled but her words must not have been heard as they made it out to the car.

Lyfe was smacking her ass again, she leaned down and smacked his ass back "let me down Lyfe!" she needed to find Jay and Kaleb, that was who she came with and she hasn't seen them all night. She got thrown into the air, laughing as Lyfe cuddled her close. Kissing his cheek, she wrapped his arms around Lyfe, his words were twisted and she couldn't really understand what he was saying "I love you Lyfe" she whispered in his ear. "I'll be right back, going to find the others" she untangled herself from Lyfe, kissing his forehead she looked over to Lizzie and Avery "be right back".

She walked towards the entrance of the club, taking out her phone she found Jay's name and wrote out a text for the girl Jay I saw him...r we sure hes dead? Headin home with most of the group ur welcome to come and crash also. Missed you tonight, we didnt get to dance :[ <3. She sent the text then pulled up Kaleb's name Where r u, we didn't get to dance!. She sent the text then continued on inside, bodies rubbed against her as she moved through the crowd trying to find the familiar faces of her friends. Lights flashed and music was pouring through her ears, she couldn't stop having that weird feeling that someone was watching her. Looking around at the faces that surronded her but no one was paying her any attention, she was like a ghost.

A person bumped into her, looking up she saw the face and body of her supposed dead friend Mordi "Mordi! hey wait" the guy was walking away and she tried to quickly follow him, once she was able to she put a hand on the guys shoulder. As he turned around she backed up a bit "sorry thought you were someone else" the guy shrugged and walked away. SHe rubbed at her temples, the feeling of dizziness was coming back. She had to find her friends and get out.

Her eyes scanned the crowd, finally she was able to see Kaleb in his aladdin costume. She pushed through people and finally was behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and let her chin rest on his shoulder "hey wild man, finally found you" she looked upbto see Madi in a devils costume dancing. She smiled "Madi! ive been loooking for you too, your fuckin sexy tonight. We didn't get to dance" she pouted, still leaning against Kaleb "most of us are planning to head to my place, want to come, probably smoke some weed, put a movie in and who else knows what we will get into".

She was not only leaning on Kaleb for comfort but also for support, she hoped her friends would want to go because she definately needed to get out and have some fresh air, get something to drink also. Everything was spinning, she kept seeing Mordi but he kept disappearing, was she going crazy? No it had to be the drugs, just had to be.

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Lizzie watched as Summer bounced back into the club, saying she was going to look for Kaleb and Jay. Futhermore, Maddie hadn't come out of the club with the them. Maybe she was still inside? Lizzie shrugged off the thought. Summer would find everyone. Lizzie unlocked her car doors and slid into the front seat to wait. “No smoking in the car,” she added, glancing to Bones and Lyfe. The smell of weed made her nauseous, even more nauseous than she already was due to the developing fetus inside her. As she sat in the car she watched the que of people still waiting to get into the club through the windshield. All kinds of costumes stood outside, shifting impatiently from one side to the other. It had to be nearly two in the morning now, were they really going to still try to get in?

A fellow feline was standing with her boyfriend how was dressed as batman. Lizzie watched the couple for a while and she couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of the girl. The other cat had to have been at least twenty, her boyfriend looked to be around twenty-five. They looked so happy together. Lizzie felt her mood starting to fade slowly away. She was seventeen. By the time she was twenty, she’d have a walking, talking, demanding, screaming three year old. No more nights out like this with her friends. It was sad really, to think that whatever was ailing her friends now would pass… but hers would only get worse. Bad grades, high school, that would all fade away… but her baby wouldn’t.

She had thought about abortion, really thought about it. In the end, it wasn’t that it was too expensive. She just couldn’t stand the thought of killing her baby. She had never been very religious after she turned 13, but she remembered being the golden Sunday school girl before that. Now that she was in church again, she really couldn’t live with herself if she decided to abort the baby. Liz was pulled out of her deep thoughts by the tear that was rolling down her cheek. Alarmed, she quickly wiped it away. Pulling out her Everything-Is-Completely-Fine mask, she placed it on her face in the form of a smile towards Lyfe.

“Dibs on being your cuddle buddy tonight,” she smiled. Looking at her cell phone she frowned when she saw she had no messages. Tristan still hadn’t replied to any that she had sent him. Fuck you too, then. she thought bitterly. Liz returned the phone to her bra and laid her head back against the driver seat. Slowly, she rolled her head to look over at Bones. “You know, I’m glad I gave you that tail. You looked purrrfect tonight.” She was trying desperately to keep her mood in the light and airy state it had been in moments before. Being sober when everyone around you are completely out of their mind is kind of depressing and boring. Instead of escaping your thoughts, worries, or problems; you’re stuck with them.

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Lizzie turned back to the couple she was watching and felt her heart sink a bit more. They were holding hands and looking adorable. She longed for that. To have someone to just hold her hand, tell her it would be alright, and to promise to be there. Her mom had chosen drugs over her own daughter, her dad had chosen another woman, and her brother just liked to use her as an escape from his own problems. Lizzie watched longingly at the pair. What would happen when she had her baby? Would she ever find someone? Would anyone want her? Forget that she wasn't a virgin anymore, which is what most guys want, but to make things even worse she had a baby. Something that no one her age would want to deal with. She couldn't blame them. She didn't want to deal with it either, but she didn't have a choice.

The baby in her stomach was all she really had in this world, and she was all it had. So no matter what, she was going to try and be the best mom she could be. Lizzie reached up and tenderly stroked her steering wheel, because she didn't want to rub her stomach with Bones and Lyfe around. She was terrified that someone would pick up on the little things she had no control over, or forgot to censor. She had been extra careful since she got back to make sure she didn't show any signs. So far, so good. Aside from puking in front of Brik, and most recently Summer. Liz turned her gaze back to the couple one last time, as they were admitted into the club, still holding hands. I'll have that one day... One day...

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Lyfe settled Summer onto the ground, watching her run back into the club. He didn't let his smile falter as he made his merry way to Lizzie's car. He street lamps reminded him of little fire flies, the moon resembled a Lay's chip, and Liz's car was a chariot. His world was morphing into a new one. One with neon colors, magical beings, and a lot of noise. When he reached Liz's car, he touched the smooth shiny handle, admiring the cool and sleek texture. He just felt the urge to touch everything, smell everything, and taste everything.

His eyes drifted to Lizzie, lazily. His hazel orbs were glued to her lips, watching them move, but hearing absolutely nothing. It was like watching television on mute. He liked the way her lips moved, he was tempted to poke them, but he refrained. His surrounding were tilting at strange angles, making him dizzy, almost nauseous. He dumped himself into the front seat of her car, so that he wouldn't fall over. His pupils were the size of saucers, making his eyes look almost black. He was so out of it, so gone, that he didn't care anymore. He could die right there and he would welcome the white light with open arms. It were these moments when he was so tanked that he threw caution to the wind, tempted to end his life, so that he could feel the rush and see the brightest light that he's ever witnessed. It were these moments, where he would think about what he was going through; all the things that he's ever said, the people that he knew, the pain that he's suffered, all at once. Then, during these moments, he'd just come to the same conclusion.....None of it matters. In the end, it was all pointless. He would die, his body would rot, and he'd be forgotten.

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It was always the same, these moments. And as if on cue, his chest pains morphed from a dull, annoying ache to full blown agony. He clenched his teeth, holding back a yelp, but it came out anyway. He wanted to curl into himself, but he couldn't do it in front of them.

He muttered a low 'Excuse me' before jetting out of the car and dashing behind the club. Falling to his knees, and using the brick wall for support. He closed his eyes tight, gasping for air as his lungs burned him from the inside. He coughed, covering his mouth as he did. To his dismay, blood spotted his pale palm.

"It will pass," he whispered to himself. "I'm okay...I'm okay..." He closed his eyes, leaning his head on the cool brick wall, staring up at the swirling sky above. So many colors, so many lights, so much pain. He was sweating, hair sticking to his forehead and body shivering from the misery more than the cold. He bit his lip so hard that the skin almost broke, just to keep himself from making a sound. He was a man that suffered in silence. It took a while for the agony to fade into just a buzz of hurt, he slowly stood up, gripping the trash can to hold himself up. He coughed until his throat was raw and blood spotted the pavement before standing up straight completely and staring at the crimson that he produced.

He wiped the blood that stained his hand onto his jeans before walking cautiously back to the car. He wiped his mouth, not wanting any questions thrown his way that he couldn't answer. He settled into the front seat, breathing heavily. His high wasn't gone, but it decreased a bit. He didn't say anything, in hope that Avery and Lizzie wouldn't think much of his sudden disappearance. But as he sat there with his eyes closed and hands gripping the door's handle, his lips moved soundlessly, forming the lie that he told himself continuously, 'I'm okay...I'm okay...I'm okay."

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It wasn't long before the blow betrayed Spitz. Jaylene plucked his fingers away one by one from her knee, placing the hand neatly back on his own thigh. Euphoria was inevitable with this particular quality of drug, but it didn't mean Jaylene was going to be half retarded and blind to his attempted advance. If Spitz expected anything more than a friendly conversation and hang time, that was his fault. Drug dealers should know better than to give something out, knowing they'll get little to nothing in return, and go off throwing a fit. He'd have no one to blame but himself - it wasn't like Jaylene promised him anything. He had nothing she wanted except for an exorbitant fix she wouldn't find elsewhere. Sure, the conversation part was nice. Venting a little helped her, but he wasn't like, the first candidate she'd pick.

She didn't mean to insult him. It wasn't like he wasn't attractive. Truth be told he was handsome as ever, but she just didn't swing back and forth like most girls. She stopped bed hopping when it started fucking with her head. And Jaylene was never in a rush to get fucked with and vice versa.

The coke rolled through her like a freight train, making the companionless street light appear to bend and reach down towards her. All too familiar with her mind's interpretation under the influence, she curbed the impetus to grab the globe of pallid luster and hug it to her chest. She could only imagine what Summer would be like, tripped out next to her. Jaylene could imagine Kite squealing, "Grab it! Grab it!" The thought made her vaguely smirk as her gaze followed the concocted movements of the lamp.

Jaylene could openly admit that she stormed out of the club on the concept of being taken for granted and lied to. She fled the situation because she felt dogged and staring right into the soul of the problem as Lizzie and Brik locked lips made her snap. It wasn't as if Jaylene wanted to change her friends, to save them or anything ridiculous. All she asked for was honesty, consideration and recognition where it was due. Not even just for herself. Like, say, for Avery who was sitting alone the majority of the night when she had made such great strides to look breathtaking. And boy did she ever. But for what? To go to a party with her friends - that she'd just be discarded at? Jaylene supposed she could quarterly blame herself for that, but at the same time not really. Avery was so often puppy-dog trailing behind Summer that Jaylene didn't feel like her own presence was necessary or really wanted for.

Completely lost to humanity, Jaylene sat in the silence on the hood of her car - too deep in thought to be retrieved. A faint breeze cut through the air and tossed her hair in fluff-like motions. Muffled words and questions widdled their way into her ears, but she was too impaired mentally to make it all out until she came back down.

But she came back down alright. Beside her, Spitz tensed and slid off the car. Her consciousness twitched beneath her tight skin, awakening her from her zone. With eyes alit, a mixture of vehemence and gloom, Kaleb had stormed out of the club. Well, maybe it's not just me who thinks lately everything has sucked. She had to smile at the idea of it; she was never alone, not when it came to Kaleb. He understood. To see him in his discomfort lacerated her soul though. "Wassup then homie?" Spitz called out as Kaleb took off. Soda's brow furrowed and she anxiously skittered off the edge of the hood, nearly rolling her ankle and calling out, "Kale?" Spitz waved a hand at Soda's beckoning, replying, "Looks like that one don't respect you neither." With a huff of irritation, she shoved past him, "Don't fucking instigate, please." She jogged across the parking lot, yet stopped short when she heard it.

"Mordi… my mom left…"

Jaylene had to roll her eyes and gasp. Summer was fucking ripped. She needed someone. And there was not a chance in hell the blond, green-eyed cokehead was fit for consoling. Not where that was relevant to. Feeling helpless, Jaylene sagged. As if she weren't already boycotting the situation enough, she heard Lizzie's frantic calls, saw the shimmering of her platinum hair. It was all viciously radiant and so hyperbolized by the drugs that she had to hold her head.

Edging out from behind a raised truck, she stepped up onto one its tires and held the handle of the door to get a better view of what was ensuing yards away. "I'll always be here. I love you, Summer." Leaning slightly away from the vehicle, Jaylene rubbed a free hand over her face. "Aren't those your friends?" Spitz stepped out from behind her.

"Shit!" She breathed, startled by him reappearing, "Give me a fucking heart attack why don't you!" Spitz wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her down from the monstrous jalopy. "You're tweaking, chill ma."

"I'm not fucking tweaking," she snapped back, pulling away from him and glancing in the direction where Kaleb had run off. As she turned her focus back to her best friend, the trainwreck who oddly enough held everyone together… She shook her head. Tristan had come too, inspecting the situation with grave concern.They all came to her rescue. And she didn't need Jaylene.

Her best bet was and remained to be Kaleb. Maybe she could still catch up - fuck, her legs were sure as hell long enough. She peeled off her boots, throwing them towards her car and ditching the fake glasses. Spitz widened his eyes at her, not sure what she was doing. "You goin' swimming or something?" In seconds, she was hundreds of feet away, sprinting like her life depended on it. With each connection to the pavement and gravel, her soles smacked the ground. The thigh highs garnered many holes and runs, but she didn't waver. Down the street she disappeared, away from the noise, the club, and her friends.

Something is horribly wrong.

Her shoulder hit something with speedy barbarity, causing her to lose balance. Nearly falling over herself, she took a peek over her shoulder. It was Madeline, her face in her phone as she typed a text. Her dark hair morphed into the environment, lights too feeble to make it sparkle. All Jay could make out was her plump lips and round eyes. Still, she kept running. What the hell is going on? The night had spun so bizarrely out of control and the norm.

Just when she thought she'd been close, hearing the sound of stomps while someone hotfooted it around the corner, the damage to her thigh highs took her down. A fair-sized rock made its way into one of the holes on the flat of her foot, lodging itself between fabric and her skin. She'd slammed her sole on it just short of the corner and took a calamitous tumble. The pain didn't register until her face fused with the sidewalk, causing her to curse incessantly. Blood trickled from her nose and gushed from a split lip. Sucking air through her teeth, she hissed and rolled onto her back, "Fuckkkkkkkk." Coughing for a second to regain the oxygen flow in her sternum, she scrambled up to hold her weight on her elbows. "Kaleeeeeb!" It was more of a whine, she was fucked completely out of her high and depleted of her stamina. She pulled on her right foot to inspect the damage - somehow the rock didn't break flesh and insert itself into her body but it throbbed with loathsome pain.

The pleasant incandescence provided by expensive blow abated. Nightfall was again unintriguing, bland, and vexatiously full of every kind of pain. Hanging her head to face her eyes towards the star-dappled welkin, she exhaled. Everything hit her tenfold from Brik's potentially fatal disease, to the near-romantic (to her stunted standards) encounter with Kaleb, to Mordi's corpse on the floor and the flummoxed pain in Summer's eyes.

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Lizzie looked up from her heart attack to see none other than tall, dark and handsome Tristan."What's going on here?" He asked, looking more concerned that she had ever seen him look before. Tears swelled in her eyes instantly at the sight of him and she choked on an answer. Thankfully, within a matter of seconds, her golden lion came to the rescue. Brik scooped Summer up in his strong arms and carried her like a princess to Lizzie’s car. Lizzie slowly stood up and turned to Tristan. “Summer’s having a bad trip… We’re going back to her house..” she glanced across the way, where two whores stood looking rather impatient at Tristan’s car. "Jay...Jay...Help!" she heard Summer scream. “We have it under control. Better get back to your girls.” Her tone was cold, and she side stepped around him and jogged after Brik. As she got close to her friend, Lizzie could see that Summer was thrashing in his arms. "Get the fuck off me!” she heard Summer yelp.

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Liz watched in despair as Summer picked at her skin until it bled. "Shh...I've got you, okay? No one is going to leave you. I'll stay with you all night if I have to, Summer." It was the most sincere and loving she had ever seen Brik. The lion loaded Summer into the car and crammed himself into the back seat with Bones. Lizzie shut the door behind him and let out a frustrated sigh. As quickly as she could, she jogged around the front of the car and slipped into the driver seat. Buckling her seatbelt, the car roared to life. She left the club parking lot as quickly and safely as she could. Summer was tripping out in the back seat, completely panicking. "I’m being kidnapped! Summer’s voice octave was enough to bounce from the front of the car to the back a few times, giving Lizzie a splitting headache. “Summer, you aren’t being kidnapped..” Lizzie managed to say in a calm a voice as she could.

"I won't let anyone hurt you. I love you, Summer, and I will never leave you." Lizzie could just barely hear Brik. He sounded incredibly sad. She couldn’t blame him, seeing Summer like this was incredibly unnerving. Summer seemed to be clawing at the window behind Lizzie’s seat, crying out in terror for her friends, "Lizzzzie! Jayyyy!!! Kalllebbb!!! Help!!! Brik!!! Avy!!! Trist!!! Madi!!! Someone helppp!!" Lizzie hoped that Brik had a tight enough hold on Summer so that she wouldn’t hurt herself, or Bones for that matter. As she continued to drive, she heard Summer start to settle down, her screams settling into soft whimpers. "Let me go...leave me be....is he dead...no he cant be...Jay...Kaleb...where are they....alone...so alone. They dont know. No one knows...let me go...please."

When they finally arrived at Summer’s house, Lizzie parked the car and lifted her seat for everyone to file out. “Let’s put her on the couch,” Lizzie said, waiting for everyone to file out before closing the door and locking her car. She jogged up the steps to Summer’s house and opened the door for everyone. After everyone was inside, she gently closed the door and went in the kitchen to get a wet rag for Summer’s head. After she got one, she handed the rag to Brik, who she figured would not be leaving Summer’s side. While he tended to Summer, Lizzie went upstairs to go get a blanket and pillow for her friend. She didn’t trust Summer in her own room. Liz brought the blanket and pillows down to Brik, and handed them over, then returned to Summer’s room. There was something she needed to do.

She closed Summer’s door behind her and took a breath. “This is for your own good, Summer..” she whispered into the room. She then set about finding the hidden stashes of drugs, particularly the glass and anything else that was harder than weed. She was all around shocked at how much she found, and the places she found them. Under the dresser, in makeup containers, in stuffed animals, in the mattress… everywhere. The pile she had gathered was enough to spend life in prison for. She stood, the pile of drugs mounded on Summer’s bed, just staring at the hell her friend had gotten herself into. In disbelief, she took one of Summer’s purses and piled all of the drugs into the purse.

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After spending a moment thinking, she decided to hide the purse behind the fridge, a place where Summer would never think to check… so she hoped. After she was done with that, she slowly made her way into the living room with a couple more blankets and pillows, struggling under the weight. “Help me with this, Bones?” Together to girls made a pallet on the floor. Lizzie handed one blanket to Bones, and used another one for herself. She’d sleep on the floor beside Summer. Before she could get to sleep, she went over and sat by Summer’s side. She tenderly moved the girls hair out of her face, and watched Summer’s breathing with concern. “Is she going to be alright?” The question was directed to Brik, looking to him for answers. Lizzie took her mask off and placed it on the coffee table. She leaned over and kissed Summer’s forehead. “Everything’s going to be alright, little bird. We’re here for you,” she whispered. “We’ll always be here for you.”

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Brik carried Summer into the house, cooing soothing words and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. He was frightened for her. He hated that she was in pain. Her fear was his poison and her screams were the soundtrack to his nightmares. As he settled her onto the couch, he positioned her onto his lap and looking down at her with pure compassion. He could be burning alive, on his death bed, or having a heart attack, but none of that would compare to the pain of seeing his little girl in such disarray. When he said that he loved his friends, he meant it with every fiber of his being. He kissed her forehead, lovingly, brushing strands of hair from her damp cheeks. "Shh...you're safe now," he murmured.

His attention was pulled from Summer when Lizzie passed him a wet rag. Giving her a grateful nod, Brik wiped Summer's forehead and cheek, cooling her heated skin. His worry was through the roof, but that was how it always was when it came to Summer. She was his little girl, after all. His eyes drifted to Lizzie as she gave him a blanket and pillows. He gave her a quiet 'Thank you' before shifting her completely onto the couch, placing the pillow under her head, and covering her with the blanket. He placed one more kiss on her cheek, just as Lizzie asked him: “Is she going to be alright?”

Brik didn't answer right away, staring down at Summer with concern etched onto his face. "I think we should stage an intervention," he said bluntly, his emotional distress hidden behind a veil of numbness. "Those drugs aren't good for her. They aren't good for any of us, but it hits her the hardest. It scares me...every time...I feel like she's going to..." He paused, swallowing the words that he yearned to say. This night was eventful enough and they didn't need his worry to make it any worse. He ran his fingers through his sweaty hair, causing it to slick back and revealing his forehead.

"Let's just sleep," he sighed. "I just have a pillow, so can I share your blanket?" He glanced at Lizzie before standing up and pulling off his jeans and throwing them over his shoulder. He stood in his boxers, scratching the tattoo on his chest before laying down on the floor where her blanket was. "I'm exhausted."

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Lizzie hadn’t even noticed as she came into the living room that Tristan was standing there. Lizzie watched him for a moment, taking in his handsome and dark figure. Why was he here? What about the girls? Tristan Hale giving up a threesome? For Summer? … or for her? She recalled how cold she had been to him in the parking lot. Just as quickly as she had thought it, she dismissed it. Tristan wouldn’t do something like that for her, but maybe Summer really did mean enough to him. Still, for her or for Summer, it was nice to have him here. It was nice to see that he cared… and then her eyes trailed to his arm, where one of his sleeves were rolled up, revealing large numbers in an ugly shade of lipstick. Just like that, all feeling of sentiment for him flew out the window. God, why are you such a fucking man-whore? she wanted to scream it at him, but now was not the time or place.

"I think we should stage an intervention," said Brik softly from her side, pulling her momentarily back to reality. "Those drugs aren't good for her. They aren't good for any of us, but it hits her the hardest. It scares me...every time...I feel like she's going to..." "g..going to what? die?"Lizzie heard Summer laugh, looking even scarier in her state of hysteria. Finally speaking up, Lizzie heard Tristan’s silky voice cut through the room with a concerned tone. “How’s she doing?” "I..im fine," came Summer’s unstable answer. Lizzie eyed her wearily."Let's just sleep," the sexy lion sighed, getting up from beside Summer and claiming his pillow. "No rest for the wicked," came Summer’s reply, as she heaved herself up off the couch. Concerned, Lizzie stood as Summer did, and blinked like a confused owl as Summer gave her a hug. Lizzie watched as Summer stumbled her way into the kitchen and then out to the back porch. Lizzie followed slowly behind her, watching her from behind the screen door. She seemed to be coming down off her high.

Exhausted, she put up a hand to anyone trying to go outside with Sumer. “She’ll be fine, the meth is just keeping her awake now. She knows she’s home, that’s what matters. Let’s get some sleep..” "I just have a pillow, so can I share your blanket?" Brik asked her, looking her way. He maintained eye contact as he shimmied out of his pants and tossed them, leaving him in only his boxers. She could feel her breath catch, and she resisted biting her lip at the sight of his almost naked form. She managed to nod, somehow, because her brain seemed to have clicked off at some point. Smoke must have been rising from the gears in her head due to the grinding halt his abs had caused them.

"I'm exhausted." she heard him say, as he laid down next to her blanket. Lizzie walked over to him and kicked off her heels. “Me, too,” she agreed. She slowly laid down next to him, putting the blanket over both of them, and fully aware of Tristan still being in the room. A part of her felt extremely guilty, but the other part of her was just incredibly tired. All the drama of the evening had left her tapped out. She thought that she might go check on Summer in a few minutes, but her mind had other plans. Within minutes, Lizzie was passed out.

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In her dreams she was with Brik in a wheat field, far, far away from all of her troubles. The sun was shining, and he looked like a true golden lion in the glow of it’s rays. She sat in the grass watching the clouds float by as the wheat swayed gently in the breeze. Lizzie felt as if she could stay there forever, blissfully unaware of her problems. Her stomach was flat, and smooth. She felt beautiful, and free. Brik smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her, but stopped just short of it. 'You make me feel alive,' he whispered, his eyes glittering dangerously at her. 'You are alive,' she giggled. 'Only when I'm with you..' Her heart skipped a beat. She could feel the warmth of his hand against her back, and he smiled as he leaned into her and gently pressed his lips to hers. It was blissfully perfect… and then the dream changed. And just like that, Brik and the field melted away. The wheat faded into green grass and the lake she grew up swimming in bloomed in the background.


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She turned to see the lake house off in the distance, and all of her friends laughing and playing in the water. Jay and Summer looked beautiful, sun bathing by the cool water. Bones was screaming because Kaleb had her in his arms, about to toss her off the dock. Maddie was already in the water, apparently an earlier victim of Kaleb, and Brik was right beside her, laughing at Bones’ squeals. Where’s Tristan? she thought, frowning. Just like that, as if she had willed him into being, arms were wrapped around her waist. She turned with a gasp to come face to face with the devil himself, grinning like the mad hatter.

Lizzie couldn’t help but smile as she was scooped up into his strong arms. ‘I told you I’d never leave you,’ he said, smiling up at her as he held her up against the sunlight. Lizzie laughed and wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He held her like that for a moment, staring into her blue hues. She blushed a bit, prompting him to laugh. ‘You’ll always be my kitten..’ he whispered. He leaned in, and they kissed. Time seemed to freeze around them. Bones was caught mid-splash, her face a look of shock and delight. Water droplets hung in the air, delicately reflecting tiny rainbows.

And just like that, they were all gone, leaving only darkness and Lizzie. A mirror manifested itself in front of her, and suddenly she was only in her bra and panties. She watched in dismay as a calendar flicked away the days, and her stomach began to swell. ‘No!’ she cried, lashing out at the mirror. Her fist made contact with it, shattering the mirror into a bunch of shards the flew past her, casting back ugly angles of herself. Lizzie jerked awake, breathing a little heavily. The sun was just starting to come up. It was just a dream… it was all just a dream.

She suddenly felt very sick, and as much as she would have loved to stay laying in Brik's warm arms, she had to make it to a bathroom- fast. She wiggled her way out of his arms, careful to try and not wake him. As soon as she was free, she dodged any bodies in her way and bolted for the nearest bathroom. She managed to make it inside just in time. She didn't have time to close the door, because she barely had time to lift the seat cover. Water and stomach bile sprayed into the bowl from her lips. The sight and smell of it alone had her dry heaving for another five minutes. She felt as though she wanted to just die. It would be so much easier. She hated puking. Hated watching people puke. Hated people seeing her puke. Just, the whole ordeal was one she wished she could live her entire life without.

As her stomach finally settled down, she rested her head against the cool side of the porcelain. In the still of the morning, Lizzie could just barely hear the sound of birds outside. She smiled a little. It was sort of funny to her, how the world was. It could chew you up and spit you back out, but come tomorrow-- the sun would rise. Speaking of the sun... church.. She pulled her cellphone from her bra and hazily looked at her phone. 7:00 AM. She would have plenty of time. Church didn't start until eleven.

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It was in the contorts of his mind, that Brik was held prisoner. A sea of black surrounds him as he stood in oblivion, the darkness was practically suffocating, making his body feel as if it has forgotten how to convert oxygen into carbon dioxide. It's not painful-for that he was thankful-but it left a hollow feeling in his chest. This is what he dreaded most: the nightmares. This was the place that he couldn't run from. He could run from the questions, the people, the looks, the concern, but he couldn't run from his own mind. The darkness was invaded by the creeping mist that swirled around Brik's feet in a menacing fashion. Slowly, the blackness melted like wet paint dripping off a wall. The world around him twisted, warped, transformed into a place he never wanted to go.

His bare feet sunk into the damp earth as the smell of rot and decay intruded his sense of smell. The fog was thick and ominous around him, daring him to investigate. It wasn't until the faint sound of voices graced his ears, that Brik finally moved. His head snapped in the direction of the familiar sound of people talking. He willed his legs to move, but they felt numb, almost asleep. As he tried to operate his body, the fog slowly separated before him like the Red Sea. He squinted his eyes, frowning at the scene that played in front of him. To say that he was confused was an under statement.

"He was so..." Summer's sobs were what made him suddenly freeze. There his friends were, standing in a semi-circle around something that Brik was unable to see.

"So, stupid," Jaylene finished, flipping her blonde hair and wiping her eyes with a monogrammed handkerchief that Brik had never seen before. "He didn't have the balls to tell us, the bastard."

"He wasn't one for words," Kaleb shrugged, bending down, placing flowers onto the ground.

"Never tried to communicate..." Mordicai said, shaking his head sadly.

"Never showed us how he felt, if he ever felt anything," Tristan stated.

Avery and Madeline simply sighed, looking at one another and tearing up. Lizzie was kneeling, her blonde locks dangling over whatever it was that she was looking at. What were they talking about? Struggling to gain control of his feet, Brik finally found the ability move. He trudged towards the group, furrowing his brows and scratching the back of his head.

"He was misunderstood," Lizzie wept. "It wasn't easy for him, I'm sure. He probably wanted to tell us, every single second of the day, he probably wished that he could make his pain known, but he chose not to...he was being noble, or at least he tried to be. It's sad if you think about it...having to carry the weight of death on your shoulders...never being able to escape from it. He was probably suffering, but he never complained. He just let it feed on him...he gave up."

Brik reached them, waving his hand. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" No one said anything, let alone looked at him. They ignored him, so he tried once more. "Guys? What the hell are you talking about?" He slipped pass them, without touching any of their skins. He was now face to face with what he feared the most.

Here Lies Brik Dante Hamilton,

The Silent Lover, Suffering Soul, and Idiotic Bastard

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Brik's chest clenched, heart beating at the speed of light. He glanced back at his friends, but they weren't looking at him, just at his headstone. "No..." he breathed, backing up as horror ran through his blood, making everything white hot.

"We could have saved him...somehow," Summer sighed, looking through him.

"No...Summer, I'm right here," he was panicking, anxiety breaking through his wall of emotionlessness.

"He didn't want to be saved," Jaylene said blandly. "He didn't trust us. He didn't trust anyone."

"That's not true!" Brik pleaded.

"Let's go," Mordicai suggested. "I don't think I can handle much more of this depression." They all turned around, walking into the fog. They were dissolving, basking in their own lives, moving on, but Brik was still there. He stared at where they were previously standing, his heart breaking with every step they took and when they left, it shattered like broken glass. He fell to his knees, clutching his chest as the waves of suppressed emotions, lies, and utter regret showered him. He was beyond the point of no return, letting the salty tears fall freely down his cheeks for the first time. "I wanted to tell you," he whispered as their figures blended into the fog. "I wanted...to tell you." He was officially broken.

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Awaking in a cold sweat, Brik's eyes flickered around the room in a vain attempt to regroup. His breathing was uneven, and his body was consumed in grief. He didn't know if it were the drugs that caused him to lose himself, but part of him didn't want to know. After deeming last night's dream, just that; a dream, Brik let out a low grunt in semi annoyance. He missed the days when dreams were only about naked girls, sports cars, and parties. Simpler days. Now, he was a prisoner in his own mind, never escaping the harsh reality of his fate. He wiped his hand over his face and yawned. It was a new day, and he was thankful for that much. Stretching, Brik glanced at his side, noticing that Lizzie was no longer with him. He pushed himself onto his feet, heading for the kitchen. He needed food in his body and coffee down his throat before he could even consider starting his day. His head was pulsing as his hangover attacked his frontal lobe.

"Fucking perfect," he said caustically. "Just what I needed." He began to brew himself a pot of coffee and cook breakfast. He was stirring eggs on a skillet, adding random spices and cheeses to make it better. As he scrambled the eggs, Brik couldn't shake off the reminiscence of his nightmare. It haunted him, and no matter how many lies he told himself, there was one truth that continued to pester him: He had to tell them.

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Summer sat there in a slight daze, the sun was trying to push its way from the clouds and try to shine on this very dreary day. She took out another cigarette and lit it up, she was nervous, really nervous and it wasn't like she could really tell any of her friends. Maybe Jaylene. She shook her head, letting out a soft sigh. Lizzie came out, saying how she had stuff to go do and her friend left, soon after Brik left also waving goodbye to her. She didn't say anything to them, just waved. She wondered what went down last night, she would have to ask one of them later. Right now ahe had other things to deal with.

Her phone buzzed signaling she had an unread text, taking her phone in her hands she read the text from Soda, all over the news? Great. Okay, gotta meet with Jo, shower, then ill come over. Love you too <3. She put her phone back down on her lap, there was other unread texts, mostly from other kids from her school, all about Mordi. She wan't ready to deal with that, wasn't ready for losing another person so close to her. This made it all too real.

Image A small black car pulled into her drive way, the door opened and the blue haired girl stepped out of the car carrying a bag with her. Summer always thought Jojo was hott, they have had a few makeout sessions but it never went beyond that. She just couldn't see herself with Jojo and also she really didn't to fuck up her connection with sex. Jojo walked towards her, she had her nose taped up, a confused look came on Summer's face "Jojo what happened to your nose" she stood up looking a little concerned. Jojo walked over, standing in front of her "Ah you don't remember, well why don't you ask your blondie bitch of a friend". Summer's eyes went wide "which blonde friend are you talking about Jo?" she asked, she really had to find out what happened last night now. "She was wearing some kind of cat outfit, bitch socked me in the nose because I was getting all cozy with you. Think she was jealous, shes definately going to have to watch her back." Jojo took hold of Summer's hand and pulled her inside of the house.

It must have been Lizzie, she would have to talk to her, warn her to be careful "Jo please she was prbably drunk and shit, just don't hurt her please"Jo glared at her but said nothing, Tristan was in the kitchen and Avery was still curled up on the floor in the living room sleeping. "Lets go upstairs". The two went upstairs, into her room and sat down on her bed. "So all of its gone Kite? Jojo asked as she looked around the room "yes except some weed its all gone" Summer responded with a slight nervous tone.

"You still owe me a grand ya know. You were suppose to sell most of that shit"

Summer looked down to her hands "I know...I know...Ill get you your money, but I really need something please. I do have five hundred" she said as she got up and went to her closet, reaching up on the top shelf she pulled down a locked box. Taking a key from her nightstand she opened it hand took out a few hundred dollar bills and handed them to Jojo "This will pay for what I give you today but still have to get me my money Summer. You sure none or your friends would take your stash? Suprised whoever robbed you didn't take your locked box". Jojo took the money then took a few baggies out of her bag, each holding different kind of drugs "they wouldn't do that...is there some ice in there" she took the baggies andblooked through them. "No baby, once you pay me ill give you an eight ball but I did give you some crank" Jojo's phone then buzzed, the blue haired girl took a look at her phone then looked to Summer "Gotta go baby, make sure to get me my money, id hate to have to mess up your pretty little face. Jojo then leaned forward, trailing her nail down Summer's face then kissed her roughly before leaving the room.

Summer took a deep breath in then let it out, standing up she went to her window, watching as Jojo got in her car and pulled out of the driveway. She leaned her head against the window for a few minutes before she pulled off her jacket, then took off her remaining clothes. She took one oxi from the bag of drugs, placing it in her mouth she swallowed it dry before she headed to her parents room. No one went in there so she had no worries of anyone rinding her new stash of drugs. She hid the drugs then headed out of the room to the bathroom, turning on the shower so it was mostly hot she stepped in. Putting her hands against the wall of the shower, she looked down to the floor. The water hit her back, tears were falling down her cheek as she let the hot water trail down her skin "im so fucked, so so fucked" she whispered.

Images of Mordi popped in her head, she couldn't stop them.. It was like a slideshow, each image at a different angle, some of when he was alive. Memories of Mordi giving her a piggyback down the road, them laughing and sharing a joint. It all was too real, too much. She slid down to the floor of the shower, curling up in a ball, she let the emotions out. She cried for her dad, her mom, bella, mordi, her friends. She wanted to tell her friends everything but she knew she couldn't.

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Time passed as Summer just let the water fall on her body as she stayed curled up on the floor of the shower, she wasn't sure how long she was there but a loud knock from downstairs made her get up. "Be right there" she yelled as she put a towel around herself, making her way out of the bathroom and down the stairs to the front door. She opened the door but no one was longer there but a pink flyer that was stuck to the door caught her eye. A party on friday but there was also other writing at the bottom of the page. "Harper" she murmered taking the paper and headed up to her room. She grabbed her phone off her bed and pulled up a text, typing the girls number in she sent a text You left too soon. What do you count as a good time. Want to meet? Can count me in for friday<3 Kite.

The text was sent, putting the flyer on her bedside table, she would have to tell her friends about it this week at some point. She went to her dresser, taking out a pair of ripped pants and a tshirt she put them on then put a pair of her black and blue vans on. After she was dressed she ran a brush through her hair, then put on some makeuo. She still had dark circles under her eyes "I look like shit" she whispered to the image of herself in the mirror. Once she was done getting ready she left her room and walked down the hallway.

Image She grabbed her bag of weed from her parents bedroom then went into the kitchen, Tristan was gone but Avery was still sleeping she would have to wake her before she left. She set to work rolling up a few joints, she hoped Jay would be in the mood for a smoke because she definately was.Her mind went to the stash upstairs, no...no...no, she has to make that last, she needs to also figure out how she will get the grand for Jojo. Maybe she should talk to Jay about it, no...she couldn't get her friends involved. Lizzie already got herself involved by breaking Jojo' nose. Speaking of she took out her phone and sent Lizzie a text What happened last night? Be careful Kitten, stay clear of Jojo. Shes not happy about last night. She went back to rolling, after twenty minutes she had ten rolled up. She put them in a cigarette carton then took the rest of the bag upstairs, hiding it with the rest of her stash.

Heading to the living room, she kneeled down in front of Avery shaking the girl gently "Avy, sweetie, im heading to Jay's your welcome to stay just if you leave make sure to lock up" she gave the girl a kiss on the forehead then got up and walked out to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water then headed out of the house. She looked at the truck but decided she would walk, all her friends lived in walking distance which always was a good thing. Especially when her truck sometimes decided it didn't want to work. As she walked her mind wandered back to the pink paper that was on her door this morning, she wondered who this Harper girl was and what kind of party she was going to throw. She was always up for a party but if it was dull she would be leaving in the first thirty minutes and just have fun at her house or at the lakeside.

Image Ten minutes later she was walking down Jay's road, she saw two familiar faces long boarding down the road. Waving her arms in the air with a grin on her face "heya bitches" she yelled to Soda and Eazy. She continued walking down the road until she was close enough to her friends, taking out one of the joints she rolled, she put it in her mouth lighting it up she inhaled then held it out for Jay to take. She held the smoke in for as long as she could before letting it out "soo...Jay I need to talk...let some things out...your the only one I feel I can let in" she said as she went to the side of the road and laid down on the pavement. "Can't even remembered what happened last night, but I know I got no sleep" she laughed trying to keep her mood from cracking, turning her head towards where Jay was "I can't get him out of my mind Jay....hes every where I go....every where" her voice cracked a little, Soda would know she was talking about Mordi. She was the only one that knew she found Mordi's lifeless body about twenty-four hours ago "I haven't told any one this Jay, but I feel so alone.."

She looked back up to the sky as she tried to figure out how to tell Jay that she was alone, that her family is just gone. She didn't know where Bella was or her mom, she just felt lost as she tried to figure out what to say. "Damnn Popsey why does everything have to be so fucking hard at times, I want to tell you everything but I don't want to get you or anyone involved into my darkness" she closed her eys as she just laid there, trying to get her mind to just stop.

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The goodbye between him and Lizzie was everything but normal, Tristan just gave a silent nod as she said goodbye to him and left the kitchen. Taking a bite out of his banana he turned his attention to Brik who was the only other person besides him and a sleeping Avery left in the house. Brik didn't really give much of an answer to his question before announcing that he too had to go and just like that Tristan was left alone. As he finished up his banana he heard the door open followed by feet leading upstairs. With no reason left for him to be here Tristan decided to get going as he threw out his banana peel he went to the living room and got dressed quietly as to not wake a still sleeping Avery before slipping out of the house.

As he stepped outside the rays of the sunlight hit him causing him to use his arm to block it. Getting into his car he didn't feel like being alone and he wasn't willing to settle for the companionship of his family. He could text the Madison but it was way to earlier in the morning to do what she would want to do, so he just pulled off letting his mind wandered over his text messages he got earlier. Texting Aaron he asked him to meet up and after a couple of seconds he got a reply telling him to come over. Aaron like Kyle was a guy he knew from school but unlike Kyle Tristan and Aaron actually shared a friendship. With Kyle after the project ending they only meet up for two reasons that being sex or weed, were as with Aaron they played video games and basketball and did other stuff as well as had sex and smoked weed.

Pulling up to the curb in front of Aaron's place Tristan parked his car before getting out and walking to the door. The door was already open so pushing it open he walked in before calling the door back "Aaron!" The petite guy descended down the stairs wrapping his arms around Tristan immediately as he reached him "Are you okay? I am so so so sorry for you" as Aaron took a step back he continued on "It's okay if you feel like you want to cry I know how close you two were and if --" Tristan cut him off not having any idea what Aaron was taking about "Aaron what the hell are you talking about?! Your like the fortify person today to tell me that they are sorry for me and I ..." Tristan let his words trail off as he saw the look on Aaron' face. The boy had his hands covering his mouth and a look of sadness and surprise in his eyes "You don't know" his voice was almost inaudible.

Tristan just stared at him "I don't know what?" Aaron said nothing as he grabbed Tristan's wrist and led him into the living room "You should take a seat." Aaron said patting the spot on the couch next to him. Tristan sat down waiting for Aaron to spill what ever it was that everyone else seemed to that he was completely oblivious to. "Am sorry to be the one who has to tell you this but .... your friend ..... Mordicai ... he .." Aaron paused for a moment before continuing "Tristan am sorry but your friend's dead."

He didn't know what to say as his body immediately numbed as to what he had just heard. He knew that Mordicai had been MIA these last couple of days but he had just figured the guy was locked up in his studio to busy creating one of his masterpieces to be bothered with the outside world. Not once had he ever assumed that death would be the reason for his friends absence. Aaron once again wrapped his arm around Tristan's body in an effort to console and comfort him. As the seconds flew by Tristan did nothing, he didn't ask how or why, he didn't scream or shed a tear he just sat there in disbelief.

"I have to go" Tristan said after a long moment of silence. He didn't wait for Aaron to say anything as he broke away from standing up and jolting out of the house. Getting into his car he opened his glove box and pulled out a blunt and not wasting any time as he lit it and stuck it into his mouth. As he took a hit of the blunt he put his phone to his ear as he listened to all of his voice-mail that all confirmed what Aaron had just told him. Mordicai was dead. Turning the key in the ignition he started his car then drove off going home. As he pulled into the driveway and got out he noticed Kaleb sitting on his steps he wondered if he had heard about Mordicai too. "What's up man" he said as he walked over taking a seat next to his friend as he continued smoking his marijuana.

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Elizabeth Moore


Lizzie regarded the dark haired guy. His eyes were stunning. "Top cabinet on your left," Brik’s voice cut through her thoughts as if they were warm butter. Her blue hues directed themselves to said cabinet and she retrieved the items from within. "Lizzie, this is my cousin, Oliver. He's going to be living with me from now on. Oli, that's Lizzie my girl...my friend...she's my friend." Lizzie blinked once, twice, staring at Brik as Oli seemed to be doing as well. That was weird..

"Its a pleasure to meet you Lizzie, you can just call me Oli,” Oli said after a pause. Lizzie smiled from around the freezer door where she was getting ice cubes for the glasses. Filling hers with tap, she briefly asked Brik what he wanted, and got that for him. Walking over to the island, she handed over his drink and took a sip from hers as Oliver’s stomach let out a tiny protest. "Sorry just a bit hungry," the boy said with a blush.

Lizzie liked him. He was cute, in that little-brother sort of way. As Oliver began gathering up his pile of food from the kitchen he asked if they had any plans for the day. It was a good question. Lizzie took a moment to think about it, and in her silence Brik spoke up. "Don't know, we might just stay here and relax for the day, I guess. We partied pretty hard last night." Lizzie briefly wondered if Snow had been a wax figure in another life.

The mannequin turned to her and asked, "Have anything planned? We can always just hang out in my room until you're ready to leave." She mauled it over. “Well,” she took another sip of her drink to cool the heat in the back of her mouth. “I think I want to get out of here, you know? Maybe go to lake side or something… Mordi loved it there… But I’m kinda tired of being up and moving around,” she let out a nervous laugh, knowing that Oli wouldn’t understand why she would be.

“If that sounds like a good idea to you? I’d be down for it.. Chilling out in your room for a bit then heading out. I might need to stop by my house first, to change out of this dress..” "You can join us, if you want." Brik added to Oli. “Oh, yeah! Of course, totally. You should come,” Lizzie nodded, blushing at having not invited him to begin with. “You should meet the gang, if you’re here to stay anyway. Brisket is very popular!” She grinned to Brik, teasing him.

“Brisket? How adorable! I love it! Brik you didn’t tell me Elizabeth was coming over!” The gushing female voice was Mrs. Hamilton, who was scooping the thin Lizzie up into a tight mama-bear hug. “What are you kids getting into tonight?” Mrs. Hamilton purred, arms still wrapped around Lizzie affectionately. Lizzie could only giggle, blushing from the mother’s embrace. “You know, you’re about the only girl Brik ever brings over, you should come over more often, Lizzie!” His mother whispered loudly into her ear. Both of the females burst into giggles, looking over at Brik to see if their torment was working or not.

Once released from Mrs. Hamilton’s embrace Lizzie walked over to stand behind Brik, watching him and Oli dig into their food. “You’re mom’s awesome,” Lizzie giggled, nudging Brik lightly in the side. Just then she remembered she had a text. She pulled the phone from her bra and read it. It was from Summer, warning her about her dealer. Lizzie shrugged it off.

To: Kite<3
Message: Don’t worry about it, love. I’m not scared. (; Brik and I thinking of hitting up lakeside. Wanna go?


After the message was sent, she decided to text everyone else, too.

To: Mads, Bones, Tristan, Jay, Kaleb
Message:[Group Message:] Hey everyone, let’s meet up at lakeside? It's beautiful out. <3

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Street lights had been passing in a blur. Despite it having been hours - or was it days? … Irregardless, she continued to drive and neglect the cocaine stashed throughout her car. A thousand things careened through her mind like nanoscale race cars attempting to make sense of everything that happened to her. All she had was a cell phone, a car, some coke, a debit card and countless thoughts. More than half of the equation consisted of items she'd have to discard to avoid getting imprisoned or returned to Belleville.

Her heart ached - she left behind her best friend. She had left behind the one thing that kept her grounded. Summer. Poor Summer. The girl was bewildered and wild-eyed when Jaylene began to strangle Vera, when the shit absolutely hit the fan and Jaylene lost her mind. But Kite never wavered, she was on Jaylene's side all the way and always had been. Suddenly Soda wanted to kick herself in the ass for not appreciating her more - for not expressing her everlasting gratitude. Kite's accusatory screams at Vera replayed in her head. Jaylene wasn't sure that she'd ever seen a truer loyalty before her than what Summer exhibited during the maelstrom. And because of her cognizance, she wanted to turn the car around and speed back home. To run into Summer's arms and make all the troubles go away, to fulfill promises of happiness and assure her she'd never leave again.

But she couldn't.

Without even thinking twice, she'd thrown the cell phone from the window way before she even got out of Belleville. Inconspicuously she'd also snuck to an ATM to pull out as much cash as daily use would allow. Everything in her began to ache when the high went away, and she hadn't a clue what to do with herself.

It wasn't until she was a safe distance away that she let herself relax. Incontrovertibly her notions had taken a hold of her but she'd sustained repose otherwise somehow. Jaylene let the indefinite passing street lights visually lullaby her while she intellectually relived Kaleb's touch, Summer's most recent bad trip, how it felt to see her friend's corpse, the smell of Tristan's cologne, and the red stains that smeared Brik's lips when he gave way to his ailment. All of the recollections were bittersweet and agonizing. There she was, driving aimlessly, on the run, reminiscing about her friends as if she'd never see them again.

She wasn't sure how she wound up in Nevada without being caught, but that was where her running had gotten her. It felt like she hadn't stopped driving for days when she finally reached her 'destination'. By some streak of fortune she'd gotten into a club without having to show her tits, and that was one hell of a relief considering she'd felt sucked dry of all of her dignity to begin with. The awkward loneliness she felt as she sat alone by the bar, watching the world around her live, was immeasurable.

She was nothing without her friends. She was an empty exoskeleton.

Halfway through the night, Jaylene had nearly fallen asleep in the lounge area and was abruptly tapped on the shoulder. When her olive eyes floated up to focus in on who had chosen to bother her, she was surprised to see it wasn't a Summerlin officer. That alone made her smile.

He was tall with an impressive fade, smiling right back at her as if they were longtime friends. If Jaylene had to guess, he was probably gay - she noted his good choice of clothes and skillful whitewall haircut. His dark hair accentuated bold, cafe au lait eyes that reminded Jaylene of home. Or, more specifically, Kaleb. Choking back her inward sentiments, she anticipated what would happen next. She hypothesized, "Sorry, you're underage." or "There's a cop that wants to speak with you."

"What brings you to Summerlin?" He mused, sitting down beside her.
"Huh - I - …" Jaylene batted her eyes with confusion.
"You just don't look like you're from around here."
"Why's that?" Jaylene riposted inquisitively.
"You're not trying to throw yourself at every guy that walks by."
"Guess I'm too tired," she joked, "I'm just new to town."
"Bullshit." He stated.
"Wha?…"
"You're all of what, sixteen?"
"And what does that make you, a fucking pedophile?" Jaylene shot back.
"Whoa, relax tiger. It was a joke. You're not from around here though, I know it."

ImageFrom that point forward Jaylene was thrust into serendipitous conversation, confiding in the gentleman who she came to find was Liam. Liam Bradach. He was perfect; smart, buoyant, quick-witted, levelheaded and not to mention handsome. In no time, she'd gone home with him and settled in. Liam came to be Jaylene's sanctuary, her best friend. And in a sort of way, he occupied the nullity that had been ailing her since she left Belleville. The first few times she hooked up with him, it was void-filling sex. It was wild, feisty and heated. As time progressed, it became more amorous and nostalgic to Jaylene.

It terrified her, because it produced vivid sensations that didn't belong to Liam. They belonged to a friend back home.

One night, while laying in the grass after play time, Liam had dared to ask her about home, about her friends. He knew a lot about her - including the dreadful event that brought her to Vegas. But he seemed more interested in what her life consisted of, what her friends were like. Jaylene loved that about him, he really didn't care that she'd committed a felony while coked out and abandoned her life. He didn't care that she falsely admitted to crimes she didn't execute or that she assaulted a drug dealer and insulted people regularly as if she were better than them. It was just a small fragment of what made Jaylene, Jaylene.

Image"Tell me about your friends! Come on, please?"
"Okay, okay. Fine. I'll tell you about… Summer. Summer Vorhees." She grinned.
"Summer Vorhees," he let the name roll off of his tongue, unable to truly do the Canadian girl justice by verbalizing her title but coming close nonetheless.
"She's this beautiful, wonderful girl. She saved my life. I was lonely…"
"What do you mean she saved your life?"
"Well, I moved to Canada and I felt like I had nothing. I was pissy, angsty, I didn't like anyone. I was rude to mostly anyone I came in contact with, and somehow she saw past it. She liked me and my bitchiness. After a while, she introduced me to all of her friends. Now I loved em' all, but Summer, she was like my soulmate. Even though I was a bitch, she still cared about every little thing I did. She gave a shit."
"You're not a bitch ,"he laughed softly.
"I really am, I can at least admit to it."
"Maybe a little," he pinched midair, "Just a little."
"Hey!" She swatted at him playfully.

It took her a long time for her to completely disclose why Summer was of such value to Jaylene, but Liam seemed to comprehend fully even when Jaylene struggled to explain. When she got around to describing Brik and Kaleb, she found herself unable to finish.

"I loved them in a way that was - weird. You know?"
"Weird?" He ventured curiously.
"Sometimes you love people in a way you don't expect, it like, breaches friendship."
"You liked them?"
"I don't know," she shook her head, "I just know I loved them. I didn't always like them."

They broke apart the conversation, trailing off into jokes and sweet nothings while they traced each other's bone structures. Jaylene hated 90% of the adoration Liam expressed, it just wasn't her, but somehow she felt herself necessitating it all at once. And she reciprocated it like a lovesick puppy dog, which would have made any of her friends twist in incertitude if they could witness it.

"Do you like me?" He grinned up at her, his hands fastened to her hips.
"I like you."
"Do you love me?"
"Haha," she sighed, "Maybe."
"Do you looooove me?" He asked musically.
"Nope."
"Jaylene loves me!"
"…I do," she admitted after a long silence.

Jaylene spent many long hours as time passed, biding her time in Liam's apartment while he went to work either at the firm down the road or his part-time gig at some department store. He was perfectly fine with her staying at home while he brought home the money. In the quiet of his home, she found herself manic a lot of the time when he wasn't around. She couldn't shake the longingness she felt and the absence of all the things that made it better. She didn't have her friends, she didn't have any pictures, she couldn't even risk contacting them. Liam had encouraged her to do so through his phone, but she declined. Besides, even if it didn't get her roped by the police, it would just complicate things.

It became noticeable to Liam that she was grieving. Her sentiments about anything became less frequent, and when she mentioned Belleville she would either go silent or begin to get choked up, babbling about how she abandoned Summer and didn't even get to apologize to Kaleb. As badly as he wanted to just take her home, he couldn't. The helplessness he felt began to eat away at him.

ImageOne evening after he had forced her to get dressed and come to dinner with him, he parked the car near a field. Jaylene had rested her legs so that her feet were out the window, all the while smiling at Liam expectantly.

"So… Why are we here?" She grinned.
"I just wanted to get you out of the house," he replied.
"I've become a bum, I'm sorry."
"No - no. That's not it, Jay. You're… you're sad."
"I'm sad?" She crumpled a little.
"I know you miss home. Summer. Kaleb… Avery. The parties. All of that."
"Yeah…" She nodded.

Digging in his pockets, he retrieved something but held it behind his back. With a generous simper, he began, "So I have to do what I can to get you as close to home as possible." His mawkishness made her slightly panic. She couldn't go home. What would happen then? They'd lock her away. She committed a felony, for crying out loud. Even her parents couldn't get her out of that!

"I was thinking that this might be right up your alley," he presented two tickets, "It's called Electric Daisy Festival. It's basically a massive outdoor party with live music. It'll help you maybe just let loose a little, meet some new people."

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Oli got comfortable in the passenger seat of Brik's car as the car road through town, he wasn't even sure why he was coming with Brik. He was never good with groups of people but maybe it was be different here, maybe he could make some friends and not have to worry about being bullied at the new school. Looking down at his lap he fumbled with the camera in his hands, maybe he could get some good pictures at the lake. He reached over, turning the radio on low, the silence was kind of awkward for him. He knew Brik wasn't much of a talker so he respected that but a little music never hurt anyone.

When Brik parked the car, he looked out the window and couldn't believe how peaceful it looked out there. He already knew he was going to love it here. Brik started to speak as he was about to open the door, smiling a little at Brik's words "yeah a little nervous but if they are your friends then they must not be that bad" he laughed then opened the door, stepping out of the car he put the strap of his camera around his neck. "Its beautiful out here" he said out loud as he walked closer to the edge of the lake.

To the left he noticed a girl [maddi] sitting by the lake, probably was one of Brik's friend. Should he go say hi or wait till Brik introduces him? He looked back out the lake, raising his camera up he took a few pictures then snapped one of the girl when she wasn't looking. Just as the picture snapped he saw her look up, he blushed and scratched the back of his neck before taking a few steps closer.

"Sorry...uh hope you don't mind" he motioned to his camera "just thought it was a perfect moment to snap one, the light portrayed you nicely". Motioning to the ground beside the girl "do you mind if I sit down, im Oli. Brik's cousin". Hearing another vehicle arrive he looked over to see a truck with a guy and a girl getting out. "You are one of Brik's friends right?" he laughed nervously hoping he just didn't make a fool of himself by assuming the girl was a friend of Brik's. Who knows maybe she just was another girl visiting the lake.

Summer Vorhees
Looking into Kaleb's eyes, feeling his fingers tracing her skin she couldn't help but smile. Ever since they met Kaleb has always been there for her, now she knew why . "I do love you, so much Summer...I think I might love you most, I would be nothing without you." Hearing what Kaleb said made her sigh "Kaleb, I would be nothing without you, your always there for me when I need to be held. I seriously love you" she leaned in, kissing his cheek. "Know that I will always be here for you.".

Summer let Kaleb move her, resting herself against him as he pulled up his pant leg "holy shit Kaleb" she murmered, listening to him as he confessed about the fires. She turned slightly putting her hand against his cheek "I understand Kaleb, I do and I promise not to say anything", she did understand in her own way. Kaleb can't help himself when it came to the fires and she couldn't help herself when it came to the drugs. "Just promise to be careful".

Kaleb then mentioned that they should go, nodding her head in agreement she stood up "you can stay here tonight if you want" she ffered before going over to her closet. She grabbed one of her beanies and put on her converse, then looked around her room. A laugh escaped her lips "wow, I know how to destroy a room" she said as she grabbed her small bag of drugs and headed out from her room with Kaleb, she was glad Bella agreed to clean up what she could of her room. Before she left the house she stopped into the bathroom and wrapped her hand up with gauze, last thing she needed was an infection. Grabbing a couple bottles of drinks from a cabinet in the kitchen she headed out.

After that she got in her truck, Kaleb driving. Sitting in the middle she leaned her head against Kaleb's shoulder, trying to just focus on the now instead of what happened over the past couple days. Kaleb then brought up the drugs, saying she should cut back on them. Just the thought of cutting back made her feel sick "Not sure if I can Kaleb" she whispered but not saying anything more about it. She knew that if she kept up with the drugs that she will dig herself deep, but the drugs make her feel or sometimes when she needs to it helps her feel nothing, numb. They are what keeps her alive at least thats what she thought.

As they arrived at lakeside she saw Brik and Maddie's car, she looked out to the lake as Kaleb said they should just tell the others Jay went off to rehab. She nodded her head in agreement, she didn't want to go into detail of what happened earlier again, what happened at Jay's was something she hoped to never speak of again. Her best friend was gone, the girl that she always went to with everything. Jay was like her other half, had so much in common sometimes it was scary, the blonde always knew what to do to bring Summer up. She hoped wherever Jay was now that she was safe and putting her mark on the world. "Ill always love you my Popsey" she thought to herself.

Image Hearing her door open she smiled to Kaleb who helped her out "well then lets get this party started" she grinned, wiping her face from any tears that escaped. She looked up to Kaleb, leaning up she gave him a peck "always will be my wild man." Handing one of the bottles of alcohol to Kaleb, she grabbed her bag and the other bottle then closed the door of the truck. Heading over to the lake she saw a guy sitting next to Maddi and Brik in his car, she went and knocked on the hood of Brik's car "hey you come on lets go to the cove" she yelled then ran over behind Maddi and wrapped her in a hug "hey Maddi girl, whose your friend" she grinned giving the girl a peck on the cheek. "Brought the goods like always" she shaked her bag then stood up looking at everyone "last one to the cove gets thrown in the lake naked!"

Laughing she ran up the path towards the cove, once she was there she collapsed to the ground looking out towards the lake. The sun was setting beyond the trees, sitting here reminded her why she loved it at the Lakeside. So many memories were made her with her groupd of friends, this would always be their place no matter where they were in the world. She opened the bottle of vodka, taking a drink she passed it on to the person that arrived after her. Putting her hand up over her eyes she looked over towards where the cars were parked, seeing an unfamiliar car pulling up she wondered who that couls be. Shrugging her shoulders, she would find out soon but now she needed a little something to pick her up. Not wanting to do any of the monster in front or her friends she took out a couple mollys and poped them in her mouth.

One thing she has noticed was that Bones wasn't here and also has been very quiet the last couple days which made her a little bit worried. She took out her phone and sent Avy a text Hey babes, where are you? Party starting at lakeside now and your not here :[ Ill be waiting for you Mousey!. Hopeing she could make it she put her phone away. Tonight they would celebrate Mordi's life just like he would want them to.


((OOC: sorry for taking so long to post XD))

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Avery Campbell


Avery rolled over in her bed as her phone chimed out Kite's melody, the sound resounding loudly in her head. She was feeling weaker than ever, and after that night at Roxxie's, and seeing Summer tripping so hard, she was in need of some solitude, some relaxation......and her bed. Grabbing her phone she opened the message, wanting to be sure the girl who held everyone in the palm of her hand had made it through the morning alright.

From: Kite<3

Hey babes, where are you? Party starting at lakeside now and your not here :[ Ill be waiting for you Mousey!


The small girl sat up on her bed and smiled a bit. This was always how they made everything better, the Lakeside was their fortress, impenetrable and sacred. Her fingers blurred out a message.

To: Kite<3

Be there soon sweets.


Hitting send she went to her closet and rummaged around for something to throw on. After she'd gotten home that morning she threw on her favorite pajamas, an over sized shirt and some fluffy blue pants, but the day had been warm. Avery found a nice pair of blue jeans and a spaghetti string shirt, glancing in the mirror she pulled a brush through her chestnut hair and threw on her shoes. Going down the stairs she found her vitamins and took them, grabbed her keys, locked the door and hopped in her truck. Just as she was about to start the old thing her phone chimed again.....but it wasn't a familiar tone, wasn't one she had heard in a long time.

Avery knew a girl from school named Jessica....they weren't exactly the best friends, but Jessica had been her partner for a few projects here and there, and she was nice enough. They'd exchanged numbers for the project's they'd worked on, and considering they'd paired up often enough, Avery didn't delete her number.

Opening the text, Avery had almost skimmed over the words, expecting another project assignment, but the first few words had almost made her drop her phone completely....

Im so sry 2 hear about Mordi......

Avery rested her forehead against the steering wheel as her heart almost stopped beating......"Mordi.....oh god.......no......." Her voice cracked, and anyone who would have been around to hear it would have thought the nickname Mouse was due to the squeaky whisper that embodied her voice as she struggled to breathe.....tears hit the screen as she re-read what couldn't have been true....

Im so sry 2 hear about Mordi. They just broke the news 2 the skool 2day. he oded @ his place a few days ago....that y u and ur crew has ben skippin? Crzy shyt. preyin 4 u dol. luvz

Avery read the message until she couldn't see any more and then she screamed as sobs broke through her small frame, it couldn't have been real.......Jessica had to be playing some sort of joke, she couldn't imagine a life without one of her friends.....she couldn't fathom never seeing Mordi again.....never flipping through his art book again, never seeing his smile......it couldn't have been real.....

Sitting there she cried until she couldn't any more......She needed Brik, she needed Kaleb, she needed Kite........she didn't want to mourn someone who shouldn't have died.......reaching over to the glove box she pulled it open and searched for her secret stash. Avery had hid some drugs in her glove compartment when she found a secret compartment inside some time around december. Kite had given her a small bag of Xanex that she had hid there, and now was the perfect time for one.

Popping one, she waited until the high took hold before wiping her eyes and pulling out of her driveway, she didn't have far to go so she figured she would be alright, but she had swerved most of the way there and knocked over an empty trash can, she was hardly able to park when she had arrived.

Stumbling out she had just seen Kite dash to the cove, she had seen Brik, Kaleb, and Madi, but no Jay? There was a guy she didn't know there too, and a car she wasn't familiar with was parked a few spots away....Madi took off after Kite, and joining them sounded like a great idea, so she ambled off toward the cove. When she made it she found herself plopped down on Summer's lap and her arms around her neck, her eyes were blood shot and red, and they hurt. Closing them she put her head on Kites shoulder, she murmured something about Jessica being a lair before silencing herself.

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As soon as Summer was taking his hand, like the social butterfly she was the brunette fluttered off. Kaleb would never guess anything was wrong, flawlessly she glided across the grounds greeting Madeline and the foriegn face that sat beside Madeline. Summer ran off screaming something about getting naked, but Kaleb hanged back to wait for the others.

As much as he wanted to let free as Kite did, Kaleb still had the weight of the world on his shoulders. His mind seemed to hop from one thing to the next. It was unreal that he would never see Mordi again, hell he might never see Jaylene again either.

It pained him more to think of never seeing Soda again more than Mordi's death - strange because she wasn't even really gone. But she had deserted them. Damnit, why couldn't she be a normal kid and just run away until they agree not to admit her. Then he had to deal with his father when he got home.

Running his hand through his hair, Kaleb turned around as he heard another car down the road. He recognized Avery's car before she parked. The girl ran past Kaleb straight to the lake where Summer was. Kaleb couldn't bring himself to be his usually bright self. Normally Kaleb would be running with his friends, horsing around with others, and throwing Kite into the lake.

However as Kaleb began to think of what waited for him at home, he felt himself slump. Tonight he had to make it worth it, because when Kaleb went home tonight he would be on lock down. Making a mental note to buy a pack of cigarettes on his way home, Kaleb sparked a cigarette and inhaled the harsh smoke with mild satisfaction.

As he stood on top of the hill, looking through the trees to his friends down below, Kaleb forced a smile. These were the ones who had stuck around for now and always for him. Taking his time down the hill, Kaleb made sure to asorb every moment entirely, not wanting to waste a single second of his day.

Leaves rustling behind him, Kaleb snapped his head back, ciggarette hanging from his lips. A silhouette of a shapely female was framed by the sun shining down on them. A tree obstructed his view on her, but Kaleb safely assumed it was Mordi's girl.

Once she came closer, Kaleb got a better look at her face. The caramel skinned beauty was entirely Divine, Kaleb could understand why Mordi was all gaga for the girl. From her dark eyes to her plump lips to the compact figure with all the right curves in the right places.

A smile tugged at Kaleb's lips, a predatory like mentality briefly flashing through his grief. It would be wrong for Kaleb to swoop in on Mordi's girlfriend while she was griefing, but as a straight male Kaleb had to entertain the idea - if only for a moment. Coming from behind the tree, Kaleb blew the tobacco smoke above and made himself know to the female.

"You made it!" Kaleb enthused, attempting to appear friendly. Although Kaleb didn't recognize the young lady, that didn't mean she wouldn't recognize him. Infamous in their high school for fighting or causing scenes, most people in their school was afraid of Kaleb. Hopefully that wouldn't be the case.

Glancing back to his friends, Kaleb realized how the group might be intimidating. Offering a hand out to the beauty, Kaleb locked eyes with her "I'm Kaleb, the one that texted you...we're just going to paddle out to a cave to set a fire, play some music, drink a little - we might have some snacks." He said, trying to ease her into the situation. Kaleb knew women pretty well, and if he was right the young woman before him was going through all sorts of feelings much like his own. Grief, confusion, loss, despair. It all knotted up in his gut, making him empathize for the girl that he hoped to help.

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Her destination was near, and it was evident by the laughter increasing in volume and pint-sized people in her view, but she something was near. Smoke peeked from behind a pair of trees close to her path. As she walked down the hill closer to the crowd, a boy taller than her that was hiding behind the environment appeared like a wood nymph to her.

His hands must have a habit of manipulating his brown hair, as the majority was pushed back, with a layer brushed slightly over his right eye. He had no problem fixing that. The sun from behind the hill beamed directly to his face. His cigarette at hand and white wall expression proved that he was laidback from head to toe, or he was in the Mafia. He seemed like the type that would cause ruckus and sling papers in the hallway after a minute or two in his own little action scene. To Dee’s surprise, these assumptions began to adjust after the boy noticed Dee and struck a harmless grin after blowing smoke into the air, just to avoid hitting her face with it.

“You made it!”

His joyful attitude may have surprised her a bit, but he had no time in wanting to make her comfortable at the first few seconds. Scary at first, but he had introduced himself after Dee was wondering who this person was.

“I’m Kaleb, the one that texted you...we're just going to paddle out to a cave to set a fire, play some music, drink a little - we might have some snacks”

At that moment, Dee began to beam so serenely, but still puzzled over Kaleb’s lucky guess of knowing who Love’s girlfriend would look like in person. The last anxious breath releasing from her lungs out into the breezy atmosphere. Meeting one of Mordi’s closest friends face-to-face. She proved her skeptical best friend incorrect this time. No attempted rape in the woods. No axe murderer out to get people. Just being relaxed and celebrating in joyful noise. Something that Love would encourage, instead of becoming stressful and grieving till death. Unfortunately, Dee was still at that stage where she couldn’t bear the thought of her boyfriend being dead. It was still a distorted sight that Dee was having a hard time clearing.

Nonetheless, she needed to continue in clearing that sight. After the man introduced himself as "Kaleb", Dee placed a hand out to him in greeting, introducing herself in return.

“I’m Dominique, or you could call me Dee.”

Dee wouldn’t let anyone she hardly knew call her “Dee”, but Dee and Kaleb were mutual friends. A friend to Love was a friend to her. Kaleb was well informed of Dee being Love’s girlfriend so there was no point in repeating that announcement to him. She couldn’t say the same about the others present though. Love may have mentioned it to them, since Love was more than cordial to his friends. At least this was what Dee had gathered from Love talking more about his free-spirited friends and the sparkling activities they do than himself or his art. He spoke of their moments at the river, letting the pain drown in the deep abyss, and coming out soaked, yet purified. Something Dee would love to experience.

And the day would be that day to experience it. After Dee introduced herself to her new-found friend, she continued to speak.

“Thank you for inviting me.”

Her eyes began to travel behind the male teenager and watched as a group of guys and girls began splashing around at the edge of the river, where it was safe and water wouldn’t slice you from the chest below. A wooden canoe was at ease next to the crowd with the cave at a distance. Dee remembered Kaleb mentioning that before in the text, but he reminded her again in case the thought would even try to slip her mind. The visual caused her to chuckle.

“Seems like everyone is already having a blast out there and we haven’t reached the cave yet.”

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Oliver Hamilton
Oli let out a nervous laugh as Maddie introduced herself, mentioning that she didn't know Brik had a cousin "well I haven't seen Brik in two years but yeah now im living with him and his folks". He was glad Maddie was one of Brik's friends, it made him feel a little bit less nervous. Just then a girl came out of nowhere, wraping her arms around Maddie and talking really fast, he couldn't help but think this girl was on something. He smiled to Maddie who introduced him before he saw the girl run off yelling.

Maddie got up and offered him her hand, he took it and stood up laughing as Maddie said the girl was serious. He watched as Maddie went after the girl, Oli looked back to Brik's car wondering if his cousin planned to show his presence among his friends. Shrugging his shoulders he really didn't want to get naked in front of a group of people so he ran up towards Maddie "hey wait up" he yelled.

As he caught up to the girls he looked around the cave "wow this is pretty cool, do you guys hang out here a lot?" He asked Maddie then took off his shirt and walked to the edge of the cave "such a beautiful view". He brought up his camera and started to take pictures of everything. "So whats your friends names" she motioned to the two girls who were sitting a bit away from him. One girl he didn't see from before was now sitting on the other girls lap. His camera continued to snap l, he took a few pictures of the girls then sat down by the edge and took in a breath of air.

Summer Vorhees
Image Summer read the response from Avy and smiled, glad her tiny friend was going to join them. Looking around the cave it felt weird, Mordi wasn't ever going to walk around here any longer, and now Jay might not either. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she just stared out towards the water letting herself just relax. It was a few minutes that she just stared out into space, not knowing what was going around her until someone sat in her lap and put their arms around her. Closing her eyes for a moment she just wrapped her arms around Bones and gave the girl a peck on the cheek "Ive missed you Avy-baby".

Opening her eyes she noticed Avy's red blotchy eyes "oh honey, your okay...Im guessing you found out about Mordi? Well tonight we aren't going to be mopey cus well Mordi wouldn't want that. He would want us to be ourselves and celebrate his life" he tried to keep herself in composure, she couldn't let herself break down. It was one thing to do in front of Kaleb but it would be different if it was in front of the others. "Lets go put some music on" she said to Avy as they both got up. Making her way more into the cave she took her ipod and the speakers out her bag and turned it on, the music echoing through the cave.

She went over to the wall and looked over the carvings Mordi did into the rock, he carved all their names into the rock and above the names it said 'Forver'. She looked over the quotes that also was carved into the rock over the years, things each of them said over the years and wanted to be remembered. Her hand went to the rock and she just stood there for a moment before she took the thing that Mordi left there to carve with. Under Mordi's name she carved "You'll always be with us, RIP".

After she was done she left the cave and went over to the edge near the water, smiling over to Maddie and Oli then looked back out to the lake. She jumped up "Mordi you will always be remembered" she screamed so loud that it could probably be heard over the lake. Looking around she noticed Kaleb has yet to join them, grinning "Kaleb if you don't hurry you will be the one getting thrown naked into the lake" she yelled and laughed, spinning around inna circle she grabbed Avy's hand and started dancing with the small girl.

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Madeline

Madeline made it to the cave and she looked around at all the different carvings Mordi made into the rocks. They were beautiful. At one point she had forced Mordi to carve something in her room. It is her name carved right above her bed. She always looks at it before going to sleep. She wanted to cry, but this night was about celebrating not moping around.

Oliver had caught up with them and had immediately taken off his shirt. He was fascinated by their hang out spot. Maddie had gotten over that the second time she got here. Luckily he wasn't the one being thrown into the water naked. The first time she was here that is exactly what happened. She didn't make it in time and she was stripped down and thrown in the ice cold water. Now she tends to be a bit faster. "Yea it is pretty cool," she said as a reply.

She noticed that he liked taking pictures of everything in his surroundings. It was cute. She wanted to picture of herself, but she would ask for that later. Maddie looked back at her two friends to introduce them. "The one that looks likes she is on drugs is Summer and the other one is Avery," she said. She honestly didn't even realize Avery was there. She blew the two dancing idiots a kiss and was looking out for Kaleb. He was taking forever to get down here and so was Brik.

Turning her attention back to Oliver he had stopped taking pictures and sat on the edge of the cave. She skipped over to where he was and sat down right next to him. He seemed to be soaking in the view. The moment was ruined when her phone vibrated violently. Maddie quickly pulled it out and was annoyed by the person it came from. He was trying to ruin her night and she would not allow that. She shut off of her phone completely and then shoved it back into her pocket. "So Oli do you smoke or drink?" It seemed like something she would need to know. She planned on doing both.

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Brik simply watched in silence as his cousin interacted with Maddie. He was glad that Oliver was making himself comfortable. As Summer and the gang ran off to the cove, Brik took his time. Not only was it not safe for him to run, but he also just wasn't that excited. He got out of his car, and at a leisurely pace, followed his friends. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his swim trunks and his gym back was looped around his shoulder. He was already feeling more and more tired with each step, feeling the need to sit down and regroup.

As of late, he was feeling sicker and sicker, and it truly worried him, so he was going to pace himself tonight and refrain from doing too much. During his silent walk, Brik debated whether or not he should take his X and simply indulge, but he was aware that if he got high then he might do something too reckless to be considered healthy. Maybe he'd just stay sober, and be the kill-joy that he was born to be. He made it to the cove, feeling the urge to take a moment to catch his breath. Brik placed his bag in the cave and sat, leaning his head against the stone wall. His breathing was labored and he was already feeling lightheaded. With his hands on temples, Brik took this moment to gather up the energy that he was going to need. Tonight was about Mordi, and he wasn't gong to allow his illness to overshadow the reason he was here. He watched from his perch as more people arrived. He waved weakly at Kaleb and the stranger that was with him then gave Avery a small nod of acknowledgment. Closing his eyes, Brik just listened to the sounds that surrounded him from Summer cheerful voice to the droll of the lake.

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Adrian Jackles



Adrian sat alone in his room, the only light being what escaped through the slatted blinds, the boy held a bottle of Xanex in one hand, his phone in the other. At school today he had heard the announcement. Mordecai Love had overdosed, hes dead. He saw none of his friends at school today.........he knew her all too well. Summer Vorhees was planning something, and he would know what it was.

A small kitten made her way over to the deranged boy, oblivious to the world around her, or why she was such a prize. Adrian knew, Adrian knew what Hadrian had made him do that day, and he didn't regret it, not in the least.....
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It wasn't long ago that Summer had gotten a kitten, she had named her Slyx, but Adrian thought Kesa fit the kitten better, granted, Kesa meant Summer in Finnish. Summer had let the kitten out of her house one day, weather by accident or on purpose, Adrian didn't know, but Hadrian had made sure that that kitten would never see Summer again. Being so young, Kesa didn't mind the change in owners much after a day or two, but now the kitten loved Adrian, and was currently curled up at his feet.

Adrian's eyes were lit by the light of his phone, the black screen illuminated, signaling the girl who he chased after so violently had sent a message, a demented grin flashed across his face as he read the contents, it was to that anorexic chick, they called he bones and for good reason, that's all she was.

Adrian knew every member of their little gang, and probably more about them then they're so-called-friends probably did, the reason being is he had watched them all for a certain period of time, not as long as he had been watching Summer though.......never as long as he had been watching Summer.....

After closing the message on his phone, he laid it beside him on his bed and opened his bottle of Xanex, he had taken a few into his mouth before rising and going to his closet to change. He took off his blue jeans and grey shirt to exchange them for a pair of black jeans with a shirt to match, he slipped on his black hoodie as well, and pulling up the hood, Adrian headed toward the lakeside.


Avery Campbell


Avery cuddled into Kite as she watched the light show on the back of her eye lids until she felt lips on her cheek. A flush of heat danced over her cheeks, she struggled a little, but her eyes were soon open and staring into Summer's, and when she heard Kite speak, she knew she was right, Mordi was never one for mopeyness, and he wouldn't want her to feel bad, whenever any of the crew felt bad Mordi would draw something silly to make them laugh, so whatever he could to bring them out of their sullen state. When Summer pulled Avery up, she wondered who the guy with the camera was, but when the music began to blare, he was just one of them, and that was all that mattered.

Avery watched as Summer made her way over to Mordi's wall in the cave, and she smiled when she had seen what Kite had wrote under his name, because it was true, once you were a part of the group, you were always a part of the group. After Summer exited the cave, Bones looked over to Mads and the new guy...and his shirt was off, with a crooked smile she turned away, hoping she wasn't spying a private moment, but not really caring just the same. She exited the cave just to be pulled into a whirlwind of Summer, her head felt so light on her shoulders, it was easy to let go and dance with Kite. Everything else faded away but the music and the beautiful girl who was leading her into the silliest dances ever. She clsed her eyes and let the music take her over.

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“I’m Dominique, or you could call me Dee.”
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Names of French descent weren't uncommon in Canada, and Dominique's name suited her Kaleb thought. He shook her hand gently but firmly, grinning as he came face to face to her. Kaleb had to give Mordi his props, the boy had somehow managed to cuff a girl who was so out of his league.

Which was unfair to say, but Kaleb was always hard on his guy friends, that's just how boys ran things. Retracting his hand, Kaleb spoke "You have a beautiful name." He complimented.

Dominique thanked him for the invite, but Kaleb was distracted by the noise at lakeside. The shouts from his friends echoed behind Kaleb, he could hear Summer threaten to throw him into the lake naked. His face briefly flushed with color, chuckling at his crews antics. Reaching to scratch the back of his neck, Kaleb used his free hand to gesture behind him. "I have to warn you, things tend to get a bit wild." A glint of humor in his dark eyes, "Everyone's friendly though, so don't worry."

If Jaylene had been there he would have to say differently. She was bitchy enough to those in their circle, let alone people outside of it. But damn it all if Kaleb didn't love that about her. Sodapop could never have done wrong in his eyes...except leaving him.

Shaking his head so a few stray strands fell over his forehead, Kaleb glanced behind him as Dominique mentioned how the group already began to have fun before even reaching the cave. With Summer around it was hard not to have a good time, Kaleb thought, watching her and Avery paddle to the other side. "The crazy one, that's Summer, and the little thing next to her is Mousey - or Avery."

Music could be heard playing from the cave, and as they neared the shallow edge of the water by the cave. More faces could be seen, and pointing out his friends Kaleb would identify them to Dominique. "The Latina is Madeline, and white boy is Brik....I don't know the other white kids name , he must be new." Kaleb thought he had seen the face before.

Finally reaching the cave, Kaleb hopped out of the canoe and dragged it into the sand to anchor. Offering a hand to help Dominique out, Kaleb then turned to his groups. "I know rules are rules, but I think we can cut our guest some slack and just give her a warning this time instead of throwing her in the lake." His ornery tone was accompanied by a brief chuckle, glancing back to Dominique as if to say 'your welcome' for getting her out of throwing her into the lake naked. "Everyone this is Dominique...she was the girl Mordi kept ditching us for."

Kaleb always relied on humor as a tension breaker, smiling at all his friends as he then walked to the fire pit. He began to work on building a fire before he started to take anything, arranging the twigs and branches accordingly. Now it was time to really enjoy the night, light a fire, drink a little and tell stories - maybe swim in the lake. It would be so much better than being alone.

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Oliver
Oliver smiled over to Maddie as the girl told her who was who, he watched as the girl named Summer and the thin looking one Avery was dancing together. They look good together he thought as he took a few pictures of the two before looking to Maddie and took a quick picture. He watched her for a moment, hearing her phone buzz but she quickly turned it off. "Someone you don't want to talk to" he motioned to the phone.

Maddie then asked if he smoke or drank, he nodded his head as he spoke "I do drink but I only smoke the greeen, not one to dabble into harder things". He then turned to see that Brik decided to join them, he watched as his cousin sat down against the cave. "Excuse me for a moment Maddie" he got up and walked over to his cousin, sitting down beside him "you okay?" he asked Brik.

Just then two others showed up, another guy and a girl. He watched as the guy introduced the girl as Dee, then started on a fire. "Hi im Oliver, Oli. Im Brik's cousin. He invited me, hope you all don't mind. Ill be living with him now" he said a bit shyly. He started to then take pictures of them all, he would give them to the group once he developed them all.

Summer
Summer saw Maddie blow Avy and her a kiss, she pretended to catch it and put it in her pocket before sending one back to the girl. Her attention went back to the girl she was dancing with, a grin onnher face as she twirled Avy around. "I love ya Bonesy!" she laughed and pulled the girl in close. Brik finally decided to join him, he looked somewhat down and she shook her head. She stopped dancing, kissing Avy on the nose before she grabbed the bottle of vodka and walked over to Brik. Oli was now sitting next to her friend, she gave them both a smile before shoving the bottle of alcohol into Brik's hands "relax Briky and have a drink".

Her attention was soon deverted as Kaleb spoke, she saw another girl with him. She went over to them, grinning at Kaleb "well we can give her a pass this time but since you were the last of our group to come in I think you should be the one to" she put her hand on Kaleb's chest "anyways you haven't had the opportunity in a long time".

She then walked over to Dee, taking a once over look before reaching out and giving her a hug "Im Summer but everyone usually calls me Kite because usually im high as a kite. Mordi was a lucky guy to have you" she said as she let go of Dee "welcome to our home away from home, glad to finally meet you hun. Want anything? We have alcohol and different drugs, im going to light up a blunt. Make yourself comfortable". She gave a girl a kiss on the cheek before going over to Avy, taking her hand then walking over to where Kaleb was making the fire.

She sat down near the fire pulling Avy down on her lap as she opened her bag and searched for her premade blunts, once she found one she out it between her lips and lit it up. After taking a few drags she passed the blunt to Avy before laying back against the ground. "Just so y'all know we won't be seeing Jay for awhile, she was taking to a recovery place for drug addicts" she hated lying to her friends but she couldn't tell everyone what really went down. Her body started to relax as the drugs in her system started to kick in.

"I remember one time Mordi and I were walking downtown near the old bridge, he had a spray paint can and he started to paint the bridge. It was amazing just watching him, the colors all were so bright but I think thats because of the drugs" she laughed shaking her head a little "he also wrote "forever together, and that seemed to be our group motto since". She sighed as she started to think of the different memories she had of Mordi.

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Madeline

"Someone you don't want to talk to" Maddie shook her head. Stephan was the last person she wanted to think about while she was here in memory of Mordi. Mordi would have been proud of her for not picking up the phone. She smiled to herself and pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She missed Mordi, but so did the entire group. It was sad that he was gone. Oliver excused himself and she nodded.

Brik was close by, but not close enough. She wanted to call out to him, but she didn't. Brik will come down when he wants to, but until then she would just enjoy the view she used to share with her best friend."Everyone this is Dominique...she was the girl Mordi kept ditching us for." Maddie stood up and tried to get to Dominique before everyone else did, but she lost to Summer. Maddie just laughed at Summer. She looked crazy. Once Summer and Oliver were done Madeline made her move.

"I'm Maddie. It's nice to finally meet you," Maddie said honestly. She gave Dominique a hug and then let go. Oliver was taking more pictures and it made Maddie smile. It was almost as if the group was perfectly okay. Anyone on the outside looking in couldn't see they were trouble and carried a lot of baggage. Summer was babbling which meant that she had taken drugs. "Guess it's time to get high," she said pulling out a bag of weed from her pocket.

Although Stephan was a pain in her ass, he provided top of the line drugs. The weed was already rolled up and ready for smoking. The lighter clicked a few times before coming on. Maddie inhaled and then exhaled a puff of smoke. she put the lighter back into her pocket and then walked away from the new girl. Not to be rude, but Maddie was never one to smoke in someones face. "I'm willing to share," she called out.

She inhaled some more weed, but she let it sit in her system for a while before she exhaled. The weed seemed to be fast acting. Maddie sat down on the floor trying to keep herself in a fit of giggles. She held out the weed and closed her eyes. "For Mordi," she said before inhaling some more. Madeline said she was willing to share, but she realized how much she needed to weed.

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“Hi”, Dee threw under her sighing breath after Kaleb introduced her to the group. A simple smile and wave with her wrist given after. From her tranquil introduction, she felt really uncomfortable meeting Mordi’s friends. She had never seen them before, or at least those that were not in school as often. Mordi’s friends must have sensed it, as they began to huddle around her, sharing hugs and handshakes as if they had known Dee for years. She even received a kiss on the cheek from the first girl to introduce herself to Dee. She was probably the first besides Dee’s mother and grandmothers to kiss her. This girl's name was Summer. “Kite” being her casual name. A rather unusual nickname, but was Love any different? In fact, it actually meant something to Dee to call Mordicai “Love”, rather than the usual Mordi. “Kite” also had an explanation behind it. Her drug usage and the side effects from it. Dee couldn’t quite comprehend it until Kite gave a visual tour of what the group had in front of them.

Dee’s bright smile began to fade once she witnessed what the girl was referring to. Dee’s conscience crunching at her aggressively like a lion to a gazelle. Dee could tolerate alcohol usage like the next teenager, but drugs? Drugs are a huge deal. Few from the group were using them, but the rest seemed content to the activity, especially the tall man who escorted her here. They may use them as well here in the cave. Dee’s nerves were getting shot with sensitivity, but Dee was trying her best to hide it by not showing any concern on her face. Drugs were the alleged source that Love overused and killed him. Dee would think that this could affect their tolerance of it as well, but she figured that it was too soon for that impact to happen.

But even then, she drove, and alcohol wasn’t the best beverage to consume behind the wheel, especially during a school day. Alcohol must be their way of coping over the death of Love, while drugs were meant to ease the pain, or avert their sadness and grief into pleasure and happiness.

But lucky for Dee they at least had food so they wouldn’t starve throughout the day.

Everyone else stood up from the dirt to greet Dee, before continuing on with what they were doing, or might be doing. Kite, positive in expression, would already sit down on the ground and pamper herself in what looked like marijuana. Dee watched as she took her first taste of it, before sharing her personal story with Mordi. Something that Dee intended on hearing during this meet. Dee rested her buttocks on her ground to listen to these stories, and eventually share her own.

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The night didn't start out to smoothly, but as people began to open up and share their goodies, gradually the crowd shifted into a certain type of reverence and all those present went around sharing fond memories of their deceased friend. Kaleb couldn't let Summer get far, without Jaylene around he felt like a fragment of himself was missing. Avery was so small under his arm, at one point while their other friends were distracted he leaned into her, pulling her so that her silken hair brushed the skin along his jawline. Using one finger, he delicately pushed the hair behind her ear and whispered "Avie, every time I see you a little more of you disappears."

Kissing the side of her head, Kaleb turned to face her as she tilted her head feigning confusion. This wasn't a time to stage an intervention, but Kaleb couldn't just pretend like there wasn't a problem. When some people had reverted to a solemn silence, Kaleb withdrew his phone to see that his dad had been texting and calling him the whole time he'd been gone. To avoid making his father call the police, he texted; I'm coming home tonight, we can talk then and turned off his phone, setting it aside momentarily.

Getting up to tend to the fire as Summer spoke, with a glint of amusement in his eye he looked to Madeline as she offered her hit to Mordi as a tribute. Watching as the girl continued to smoke the cannabis, Kaleb smirked, taking a seat next to her and draping his arm over her shoulder as he plucked the burning joint from her fingers. "Can tell you had a hard day already." He teased, inhaling the smoke.

Eventually they all began to loosen up, some of the girls crying, and Kaleb hugged Madeline close as she began to tear up. They all had a lot on their plate, it seemed like the shit storm had only just begun. Eventually people began to jump from the bluff above, screeching with excitement from the combination of drugs and fun. Even Brik had turned to Lyfe, twirling Summer around. Before they knew it, it was time for everyone to go home. Massaging the temples of his forehead, he led Summer to her truck, waving goodbye to Avie and Madeline.

Slumping into her seat, Summer was going to crash any moment now, he was sure of it. Smiling with affection, he shook his head in slight disbelief in his friend. Dee came from the wooded area into the clearing, approaching her car. Rounding to the front of the truck, he watched her out of the corner of his eye. Before she got into her car he called out, "Are you good to drive?"

In some weird way now that Mordi was gone it felt like he had a responsibility to look after his girl now. But she said she was okay, so Kaleb nodded slowly, unable to tear his eyes off of her. Drugs and alcohol left him inebriated, and if it wasn't for him having some experience under his belt Kaleb shouldn't be choosing to drive either, but he and Summer had to get home somehow. So before Dee drove off, he added, "Text me when your home so I know your safe."

It was a typical Kaleb sentiment, a luxury normally his girls were only privy to. But he had taken a shine to Dee already, he could see what had Mordi so gaga. She wasn't like the rest of them, but in a good way. The trepidation she had shown when drugs had been brought to the table was endearing, and for some reason he had felt the urge to discourage her from doing the drugs- then realizing it wasn't in his place.

But for now the only girl he had to worry about was Summer in her drug induced state. Walking back to the driver side of the truck, he heard a snap of a twig breaking under the weight of a foot. Whipping his head to look into the dark edge of the forest, Kaleb got an eerie feeling that someone was watching him. Glancing around him, he confirmed that the others had left already, and there weren't many animals they'd encounter in these parts besides deer.

Inching forward, throwing an occasional glance to where Summer remained, Kaleb peered past the shrubbery. Squinting, the movement of leaves caught his eye, making Kaleb stare into the forest with the penetrating force of a superhuman. He hadn't taken any hallucinogenics, although marijuana did make him paranoid from time to time. But something was unsettling...

He pushed aside a branch to get a better view, only to lock eyes from a set of unfamiliar eyes. Startled, Kaleb stumbled back, the sound of footsteps sprinting away caused him to call out, "Hey," but make no motion to follow the stranger. The liquor made him on edge, making him rush to the truck and throw it into drive as fast as possible, swerving along the edge of the forest as he peeled out of their parking spot.

It sounded as if Summer had asked something, but he couldn't hear it over the song that was playing over the radio. His fingers jumped along the steering wheel, eyes darting from the road to the read view window. It wasn't until they were on a Main Street that he slowed, clearing his throat. "There was someone watching us, Kite. I don't know who the hell he is, but he was just squating in the woods...watching us!" Once again he was running his hands through his hair, drugs intensifying his fear. He could feel the weight of everything pressing down on him, Mordi's death, sleeping with Jaylene and then her running off the next day, getting over Summer, trying to help Summer, his dad at home waiting to blow up.

Next to him Summer had fallen asleep, probably without intending to. She probably felt the same pressure weighing down on her. He remembered her room being left in shambles, and having to cradle her as she sobbed into the carpet of her room. She didn't need his problems right now, the only person he could talk to was on the run for shooting a police officer in the foot. For the first time the whole night Kaleb laughed, imagining Jaylene wildly waving around a gun as she toyed with the adults who tried to put her away much like a cat would play with a mouse. It was only a moment until his face fell again, remembering that she was gone now.

Bella opened the door of the Vorhees household as the truck pulled into the driveway. Scooping Summer up like his long lost bride, he gently walked past Bella and up stairs to Summer's room. As promised Bella had cleaned up the mess, so Kaleb was able to lay Summer across her bed with ease. Pulling up the covers to her midriff, he affectionately kissed the top of her head before mumbling a good night and turning to walk out her room.

He let himself out, locking the door behind him and taking a steadying breath before braving the night air. The walk to his house was the longest one yet, even though it was only three houses down. All the lights were on, as if his father was sending a message to say I'm waiting. Kaleb thought of his sister, Ria, who was in America for college. She would know how to diffuse their father, Kaleb could only egg him further. In no way could tonight turn out well.

To prove so, as soon as Kaleb closed the door behind himself, the baritone notes of his fathers voice carried through the house from his study at the end of the hall. "Come," the authoritative tone leaving no choice but for Kaleb to oblige. Dragging his feet across the hall, he took his time, which would only anger his father further. His study was grand, with expensive books lining the shelves and a cigar bar next to the clear glass bottle of whiskey. And there Mr. Sivaj sat, behind his desk looking down onto some documents he had been working on. As he heard Kaleb shuffle in, the man pointed one spindly finger at the chair before him as if indicating Kaleb to sit, which he obliged. They were both quiet for a while as Poppa Sivaj finished up final touches on his document, then setting it aside to look to his son with a lifetime of disappointments settling behind his eyes.

"Kaleb, what am I going to do with you? I ground you...you go out. I sell your car, you steal mine. I lessen your allowance, you steal money from my wallet...you're never home-"

"You aren't either." Kaleb grumbled under his breath.

Rounding the desk, Kaji slapped Kaleb lightly on the side of his head. "Do not interrupt me! Respect your elders, damnit!" Still faced, Kaleb stared ahead, unable to force himself to look at his dad. Kaji continued, "I can't do this anymore, you're out of control Kaleb. I know your doing drugs, you skip school, you don't listen to me that's for damn sure."

"What are you trying to get at?"

Kaji removed his glasses, using his thumb and forefinger to massage the bridge of his nose as he leaned into his desk behind him. The past ten years had not been kind to him, and he began to age rapidly. At 40 years old lines had already etched across his face, a defeated look in his eyes showing he had already given up. Looking to his son, Kaji sighed. "I'm filing the paperwork now to have you enrolled in military school for the rest of the school year."

Feeling the wind knocked out of him, Kaleb kept his deadpan expression, forgetting to breath. There was nothing to be said, his father had made up his mind. But Kaleb couldn't go, he wouldn't go. Once again he thought of Jaylene who had ran off just because she thought she might have to go to a thirty day rehab, Kaji Sivaj was explaining a full on break you down bootcamp. Taking his seat once more and returning to his paperwork, Kaji dismissed Kaleb. "Your friends funeral is in the afternoon, so I expect you at school tomorrow."

With that, Kaleb returned to his room, to tired to do anything else but submit to Mr. Sandman.


Morning came quick, Kaji shaking his son awake to get ready for school, explaining that he would be giving him a ride. It had been years since Kaji had taken Kaleb to school when it didn't include a meeting with a teacher or principle. Showering and dressing, he allowed himself to be treated like a child as he was taken to school, then watched as he went up the stairs and into the prison. None of his friends had the same classes, most of them were much smarter than him and in advanced classes. The only class Kaleb had that he excelled in was mechanics.

After school he went to the church where Mordi's wake was held, but couldn't even bring himself to go in. It was all too much for him to handle, even if his friends were inside. Instead Kaleb went home, buying a pack of squares on his way back. Kaji was still at the hospital, leaving the palace all to Kaleb. He wished Ria was there to talk their father out of his crazy solutions, but he had never seemed so serious before.

He turned off his phone and logged offline chat, turning off the light in his room, the burning end of the cigarette the only source of light in the room. The crooning voice of some grunge indie band softly played from his laptop on his desk, his dark eyes staring ahead with desperation to see an answer to all his problems just materialize before him. He ran out of smokes before that could happen. His throat felt scratchy, and his stomach rumbled in harmony with the music. Glancing at his watch, it proved to be three in the morning and he had been sitting around his room for roughly ten hours. People were probably wondering where he was, but he didn't feel like talking to anyone still.

Dragging his feet as he shuffled into the kitchen, Kaleb sleepily rubbed his eyes. He pulled milk from the fridge and a box of cereal from a cabinet, serving himself a heart helping of lucky charms - his sisters favorite cereal. Settling comfortably at the island in the center of the kitchen, sloppily Kaleb dug into his cereal. He almost didn't notice the papers his dad had left behind on the island, almost.

Curious, Kaleb pulled the papers toward himself, freezing once he realized what exactly it was. Culver Military school, a behaviour modification facility for troubled teens, also assisting in rehabilitation from drugs and alcohol. "What the..." He whispered, grabbing the papers in both hands and staring down in disbelief. It all seemed so real now, with his fathers signature neatly scrawled across the bottom of the page.

A familiar twist in his gut made Kaleb double over, and just like that it went black.

Consciousness didn't settle back in until maybe hours or minutes later, Kaleb couldn't be sure. All he knew was that something was wrong, and that he was running from someone or something. It was much like the other night, the burned out feeling within and soot marking his browned skin. Breathing heavily, Kaleb ran up the hill where he and most of his friends homes where, refusing to look back. It wasn't long until curiosity bested him. Glancing over his shoulder, clouds of smoke confirmed his fear, he had done it again.

He found himself bangin on Summer's door. He had to leave, he had to go. His father was sending him away, and Kaleb felt himself fall deeper and deeper into the darkness every day. "Summer!" He yelled, desperation evident in his voice, unable to care about waking the neighbors this early in the morning. He had lost track of time, but the color of the sky he guessed roughly five, there was no telling when the cops would be after him, he had to go NOW.