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Alexandria "Geo" Allen

"Everyone has a guilty conscience."

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a character in “Fresh Poison”, as played by phoenix_lynx

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"They don't know I'm Geo, the crazy psycho Drug Dealer."

The Kids Aren't Alright | Fall Out Boy || Na Na Na | My Chemical Romance || Losing Control | Nell






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Name:
Alexandria "Geo" Allen
"Alexandria is such an ugly name."

Nicknames:
Geo || Called by her workers/those who know her drug dealing ways
Alexis || Her siblings
Alex || Common
"I usually just get called Alexandria."

Age:
19
"I'm my own adult."

Gender:
Female
"But not the proper girl my parents wanted me to be, no that's Victoria."

Sexuality:
Bisexual
"Obviously mummy and daddy don't approve."





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Secret:


Geo's a drug dealer and not just any drug dealer, she's the top ranking dealer who is known for her High quality Class A drugs. Now she doesn't do it for the money because let's be honest here, her family's wealth is beyond anyone's wildest dreams and selling drugs would never offer her that much of wealth, regardless of how many she sells and to who she sells too. No Geo loves the control she gets from selling drugs, being able to say no is something she can afford to do and as horrible as it may sound, she sometimes just says no for the fun of it. The girl's business grew from selling of illegal medication from the mere age of 14 by using her daddy's prescription pads to then hiring workers to grow her own stock of drugs to sell from plots of land she just happened to come across. Now Geo doesn't do the whole grabbing innocent lives and selling them drugs just so they could become addicted, no that is someone else's job. All she does is sell the drugs to people who have the money for it, not all the dirty work.

Drugs as always been Geo's calling card in life as funny as that may sound. As someone who started smoking from a young age she only grew from there. Although her forte is drugs, she herself is more of a cigarette and weed fan and tends to not be on other forms of drugs herself. The occasional LSD she would take here and then for mostly the effects it would give her. Recreational drugs in general has always been something of a bittersweet friend because although she may indulge in it a few times if she feels like it, being a drug dealer is more important to her than the actual drugs themselves. As far as her drug dealing activities go she's been kept well away from being caught, mostly due to the police not exactly suspecting a girl like her to be in charge of it all. Rather if anything they find her to be an anti-social rebellious girl who will soon go back to her parents when trouble arises.






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Likes
β–² Getting high β–² Late night swimming β–² Tattoos "It would explain my never ending collection." β–² Death ballads "They are creepy and quite charming to me." β–² Cold showers β–² Origami β–² Fall out boy β–² The color black "It matches my soul β–² Long drives β–² Smoking β–² Thrill seeking activities β–² Reality TV shows β–² Rebelling against her parents β–² Big dogs β–² Black cats β–² Poker β–² Black coffee β–² Violin β–² The night β–² The cold β–² Black nail polish β–² Overly spicy foods β–² Adrian Raine "I'd like to marry him if I could." β–² Psychology β–² Snakes β–² Red wine β–² Graffiti β–² Loud music "It drowns the thoughts in my head." β–² Clubs β–² Horror movies β–² Crime novels β–² Documentaries about killers β–² Swings β–² Weed brownies "Hey what can I say, they're tasty and gives me a rush."

Dislikes
β–Ό Romantic movies β–Ό Getting drunk "I mean I'm always high so being drunk doesn't feel the same." β–Ό Affection β–Ό Her family "I just hate them all really." β–Ό People finding out about her background β–Ό Fast food β–Ό Yoga "It reminds me too much of my mother and her stupid friends." β–Ό Maths β–Ό Meat "I'm a pescaterian." β–Ό Children β–Ό Thinking about the future β–Ό Bright colors β–Ό Too much make up β–Ό Fake tan β–Ό Humidity β–Ό The heat β–Ό Sports β–Ό Preppy people β–Ό Rich people β–Ό The police β–Ό Karaoke β–Ό Strawberries "I'm allergic." β–Ό Her home β–Ό Overly bubbly and outgoing people β–Ό The morning β–Ό The beach β–Ό Newspapers β–Ό Animal abuse
β–Ό Social gatherings that requiring dressing up/socialites β–Ό Being told what to do β–Ό Not being in control β–Ό Violence β–Ό Blood

Talents
Playing the Violin > "That's a secret, I mean who would think of me as a classical violist type? But I've been playing it for as long as I can remember. It used to be something my parents forced me to take classes for to show of to their rich friends but it ended up becoming an escape for me almost."

Emotions > "They never have and never will control me. Most people think I'm this emotionless robot who loves to get high and have that 'fuck society and fuck you' attitude. I suppose it's true to some extent though."

Master of lying > "In order to do what I do and get away with it, lying is essential. And anyway lying is one of the only ways to survive in this dog eat dog world. It's gotten to the point where no one can spot the difference between a lie and a truth."

Weaknesses
Her family background > "Speak about them and I swear I'll kill you. I don't like violence but I knew a good amount of people who do and they owe me favors. My family is my little secret that can leave a huge stain on my reputation if found out, and anyway they are the last people who I would be willing to save from an apocalypse."

Academia > "I'm not the brightest bulb in the world so what? I mean it makes sense since I've always bunked from school and stayed away from education as much as possible...of course in rebellion to my parents.

Drugs > "That can't come as much of a surprise now can it? As much as I'm in full control over my own drug taking, sometimes it can get a little hazy after the 6th smoke."

Fears
|| Falling in love || Losing control over her life || Becoming like her older sister || Getting caught as a drug dealer ||






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Personality:
|| Loner || Sarcastic || Blunt || Hot Headed || Realistic || Apathetic ||

Geo's personality has always been one that either you hate or you love, or rather you put up with or completely bitch about it whenever you can. As someone who has always been pushed into living a specific lifestyle and in turn be a specific individual, it came as a huge surprise to her family and the people who know her as Alexandria of her actual personality. She is the extreme loner type who seeks isolation and hardly spends time with others and when she does, it is to get high so they could sit around doing nothing. Although those who are close to her find this trait to be somewhat non relevant to them because Geo can put up with their company, for strangers and those who only know her by name, she is hard to get close to. It can make her seem somewhat intimidating especially since people assume she's an incredibly rude and hostile person and even though this may possibly be correct only during her bad days, Geo isn't all that bad.

Her sarcastic nature falls hand in hand with her bluntness and although she is the master when it comes to lying, she is also someone who will speak the brutal truth when she wants. This might come from a rude comment about a particular outfit or about certain groups of overly preppy and bubbly people who she despises. If she doesn't like someone, chances are they already know because she has already told them. The term 'trying not to hurt people's feelings' comes as only a mere thought to her where her conscious hardly plays a huge role in her lifestyle. Geo rather be seen as real than a fake a clingy personality that is only a ruse to pull people into being friends with her. And as someone who has her father's temper, Geo can become angry at almost anything. Even though the girl hates the use of violence, verbal abuse is another story and a lot of the time she brings her friends to do the dirty job which may not be the greatest thing ever.
The girl is hardly optimistic about her future and so tends to make decisions to benefit her in the present. Of course her being a realistic person means that any dreams and ideas in her head only remain in her head otherwise she would cause more trouble for herself. The notion of being with someone for the rest of her life also doesn't suit her as she finds that hardly believable and more so a fairy tale wish that doesn't quite fit into the society she lives in. Because of this and her strong control over her emotions, Geo is extremely apathetic and finds that caring about others is a chore she rather not deal with. It is difficult for her to put herself in other people's shoes and maybe it's because she just doesn't want to. That would require getting close to someone and break the boundaries between being just strangers. Even her friends who hardly count as such are only around her for the drugs and the silent company.






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Family Tree:
|| Robert Allen || Father || 52 ||
|| Eliza May-Allen || Mother || 50 ||
|| Victoria Beth Allen || Older Sister || 26 ||
|| Grace Allen || Older Sister || 23 ||
|| Daniel Allen || Younger Brother || 17 ||

History:
Alexandria Allen was born on a lovely spring day in England, Oxford to the very wealthy couple Robert and Eliza Allen. As the third girl in the family she wasn't raised any differently to her older sisters Victoria and Grace and was held up to the same high expectations as them. Although the couple was expecting a boy after trying again for a son to be the next heir to the family's company, Alexandria was still warmly welcomed into the family. As her parents were always kept busy with the family's company Alexandria was raised by various different people all who were staffed by the Allen family. Her father was known for his popular jewelry business which had expanded quickly around other countries before Alexandria even reached her 5th birthday. Her mother who used to be a popular supermodel retired by the age of 27 when she had Grace but still was active within the fashion industry.

Victoria was the perfect angel within the family who succeeded at everything she did. However she was more academic and her intelligence was widely praised by her school teachers in her private school where she graduated with top honors. Of course it wasn't a surprise when she went of to Oxford to study Law and came out with being the top in her class. Grace too excelled mostly within the creative arts, her singing voice could bring out raw emotions from mere strangers and growing up labelled with being musically gifted she too took a place in Oxford to continue her musical passions. It wasn't just singing the girl was good at, dancing and acting was also other mediums to show of her creativity and excellence to the world. Her mother Eliza especially was proud of Grace and held her as her favourite daughter, Victoria being followed closely behind although was regarded more of a daddy's girl.

Alexandria instead was always in her older sisters shadow and although had a talent in violin, she was mostly ignored by both her parents. It seemed like that only got worse when Daniel was born, finally the only son and heir of the family fortune. The boy was treated like a little prince and even her sisters seemed to compete for his attention. The funny thing was the Daniel always stuck quite close to Alexandria much to everyone's surprise. He gave her the most attention out of them all and followed her around everywhere much to her annoyance. As they were both quite close in age it seemed natural for them to suit each other better than their older sisters and after all growing up Daniel seemed impressed with Alexandria's confidence and guts to be different from the rest of the family.

Alexandria was quickly known as Geo when she was kicked out of stuck up grammer school at the age of 11 and with a rebellion streak found herself placed in a prestigious boarding school filled with girls. It wasn't long after she was yet again excluded for smoking on the roof and her anti social behavior grew from there. The family however picked up their belongings and moved to Mountain Brook's when Geo was only 13 and because of the know wealth of the town, the Allen family fit right in. Her parents had also hoped that Alexandria would change and fit the ideal daughter role while in the town and for a short amount of time she did.

However soon "Geo" as those close to her knew her by involved herself in drug related activities, starting to sell prescribed medication using her family's doctors pad in secret. This soon evolved into selling Class A top quality drugs to those secret teenager drug addicts who found the pressure to be perfect too much. Drugs that also helped stimulate weight loss became a hot topic underground as girls especially had to keep up with their perfect appearances and boys had to make sure their athletic bodies were in shape. Although everyone who is oblivious to her secret knows her by Alexandria the anti social loner, the drug dealing leader Geo is only known by a few because although she sells them, she sells them through her workers who are her trusted few. No one gets drugs handed by her in person, Geo is simply a name that people whisper in the streets but no one can out that name to a face.

Now that the town is becoming suspicious Alexandria has tightened her security to the max to ensure her identity doesn't get found out. She hopefully will not be caught as 'Geo' the drug dealer and will remain as Alexandria the blunt loner girl who most people wouldn't engage in a conversation in.





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So begins...

Alexandria "Geo" Allen's Story

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The music was loud enough for Abbie to feel the bass in her chest. There was already a small crowd on the dancefloor, some grinding, some doing the dorkiest dance moves known to humanity, and some trying to work up the courage to dance. In one corner, a group was playing some kind of drinking game. Every so often, there was a cheer as somebody chugged a beer. Abbie was not engaging in any of these. She was sitting on a couch, holding a red solo cup and occasionally taking sips out of it. After saying that she wasn't drinking, somebody had found her a soda. She appreciated that- then again, in reply to her saying she wasn't drinking, the guy offering her a beer and simply said, "MORE FOR ME THEN!" and gone to find her a non-alcoholic drink. She'd been too nervous to ask her therapist if she could drink with her medication, and so wasn't going to take any chances.

Right now, she was waiting for Jason to show up. They'd agreed to meet at the party- Abbie had had a therapist's appointment, so not having to arrange to meet him gave her time to get changed,put her makeup on and get something to eat. She'd expected him to be here by now, but hadn't seen him yet. He must have gotten held up for whatever reason. She'd dressed up for the party. Instead of her usual t-shirt and jeans, she was in a sapphire blue cocktail dress, wearing silver heels. She would have been lying if she had said that she hadn't enjoyed dressing up. It felt good after having not done it in a while.


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Callum could hear the party from several blocks away. He'd been forced to walk after his father had gone on a rant about "those goddamn faggots" and had left Callum far too anxious to ask for the keys. The conversation had driven Callum to his room, where he had to try and not have a panic attack. He'd failed, and had then had to calm himself down and pretend like nothing had ever happened. The walk had calmed him down again, and he was looking forward to knowing that he could actually relax for once. Not entirely- relaxing to much could lead to... things happening, and if that got out... That wasn't worth thinking about.

He reached the house, not surprised to see the door wide open. You didn't get invited to these parties, you just heard what time they were on at and where they were, and you turned up. That was why the cops were having such a hard time finding the killer- everyone at the party was a suspect, and there had been a lot of people. He'd had an interview with the police himself earlier that day. One of the officers had been incredibly attractive, and trying not to stare and give himself away had probably made him sound a little suspicious.

He entered the room where everything seemed to be happening and scanned the room, looking for a familiar face.

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This was the last place Alex wanted to be right now, especially because the music was too loud for her to even hear her thoughts. But then again she tended to like loud music for that reason only. She was currently at the backyard of those house, surrounded by some high strangers. Sitting there it wasn't a surprised that she herself was smoking something as well, although only her best friend cigarette to keep her company because weed seemed like a boring option. With a sigh she pushed herself onto her feet, her ears ringing from the music and went of to find something to drink. She walked inside from the back entrance, the cigarette still in her hand. As she took a long puff, Alex wondered if she'd see a familiar face hanging about otherwise skipping out on the party seemed like a good idea.

A soft tap on her shoulder brought her back out of her thoughts and she looked around to see a worker of hers, or rather Geo's smirking at her. She raised an eyebrow, scanning him and realized he was a newbie. Of course no one knew who the drug dealer was only a small amount of privileged and trusted workers she had accumulated from the past few years. He yelled something inaudible at her, probably either a pick up line or an insult and proceeded to come closer to her. Alex could tell by his diluted eyes that he had been smoking something and with the smell of alcohol coming from him, he obviously was drunk as well.

Alex rolled her eyes and walked away. She had to check out the newbies herself it seemed and test them out. Without realizing she had already made her way into the main area of the party where the music was louder than ever and people were dancing away their inhibitions. "Where is Ally I wonder... She muttered under her breath. The girl was probably the only reason why she even came, although rebelling against her parents seemed like a good enough reason in itself. Alex slipped out her phone from her back pocket and sent a quick text to her friend, Ally where are you, I'm ditching if I don't see you.






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The music sucked, the company? Sub-par at best. What was one to do when stuck in such a position? They drank until the music started to sound better and people were suddenly more interesting to be around. That was exactly what Charlie was doing as he stared at the kitchen table, the true heart of any part, at the various bottles that had accumulated as people trickled in. He picked up each bottle, turning them around, reading the label and adding useful commentary to their choices such as, 'Gross. Seriously? Someone paid for this shit? The fuck is wrong with people?'

Of course, he would have brought his own, but shit happened when one was 'broke as shit'. It was far more convenient to 'share' other people's drinks. Going by what was on the table, Charlie was utterly terrified to look in the garage or the fridge, he could already picture the large stacks of shitty macro brews. Great for beer pong as when someone made it, it was a great feeling to know they had to drink that shitty... shit. Still, unless he suddenly developed a taste for vodka, or the other crappy liquor on the table, he was in trouble. Not quite ready to admit defeat, he pulled out his found and found Ally's number, 'Oui, you bringing something good to drink? They have jack shit here. Well... not really as there is a distinct lack of shitty Jack Daniels, but you get what I mean.'

Utterly defeated, Charlie left the kitchen for the living room damned determine to find something to occupy his mind until someone brought something worth getting wrecked on. From the corner of his eye, he spotted some, obviously, drunk guy walk in the back door, Charlie raised his hand and flagged him down, "Hey, Molly!" He yelled over the music, "Oui! Molly, don't you ignore me!... Oui!"

Molly was not his name, but last party, where that one guy done got murdered, Charlie had talked to his girlfriend while said guy was sitting on the stairs in his edgy silence. Seems he was on a new drug called 'Molly', as Charlie gave zero shits to his feelings, situation, or what his real name was, he started to call him 'Molly' every time he saw him. Apparently, only one of them found it funny.

Lowing his arm after muttering something about an 'asshat', his sharp green eyes roamed the crowd of 'dancers' when, really, it was just numerous people grinding on each other. The people that were dancing haphazardly, though, they were awesome, and he loved them as he was a proud member of the, 'Fuck It, We Can't Dance, But We Are Going To Anyways So Move That Table Before I Fall And Break Something,' group. Name was pending, of course, hard to fit that on a business card and the acronym? Forget about it.

He spotted Alexandria 'Totally A Bitch'.... with some sort of last name that he couldn't remember, standing apart from the crowd looking just as anti-social and edgy as she normally did. His eyes traced her body, especially her shirt which drew a small 'ha' from his lips. It was almost enough to make him feel underdressed with his plain grey T-Shirt, which he got from a supermarket because he wasn't going to pay more then five dollars for a shirt, and his cheap carpenter jeans. Waving his head side to side in though, he almost made his way over to pick a 'fight', but out of the corner of his eye, he caught on to a new arrival.

"Callum!" Charlie yelled once again, successfully pretending not to notice the dirty looks he got from people who actually liked the crap blaring obnoxiously loud out of the speakers. They liked the shitty music, so their opinions were void already. Pushing his way through the crowd, he fought his way closer to his friend, hoping against hope that maybe, just maybe, his savior had come, "Tell me you brought something to drink." He asked over the heads of a few people as he drew close enough to no longer need to scream.

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He was late. Probably. Maybe? No, definitely. Jason was walking kind of slowly down the street toward the party Abbie had wanted to meet him at. He was walking slowly because, well, really he was just giving himself a plausible lie as to why he was just showing up. Which now that he thought about it was counter intuitive, since the longer he took the more out of character he seemed. He always tended to be one of the first people to show up at a party, but he had been... held up. To say the least. Abbie had to go see her therapist so he had decided to stop and grab dinner. He was just going to ask for something to go and eat at his place, but no. Of course he had been there, and had insisted on sitting down to eat with him.

"What am I doing?" Jason muttered to himself, looking over at the house he assumed the party was at. If the blasting music and random teenagers stumbling about was any indication. I need a drink. The thought had come from no where but to say it wasn't true would be a lie. Normally feeling upbeat, if not energetic, this whole 'nervous' thing was new to him. Jason stood outside for a moment, only deciding to go in after spotting Callum walk inside.

The music was deafening. Who ever picked the playlist should be shot, but at least it had a beat to it. Jason looked around and spotted Callum with Charlie. Jason suddenly grinned, any worrying thoughts vanishing from his mind as he snuck up behind Callum, merely putting a finger to his lips in a 'shhh' motion to signal to Charlie to not give him away. Without warning he jumped up and bear hugged his friend, nearly causing them both to fall over. "Callum! Charlie! You guys weren't having too much fun without me, right?" he half-yelled over the music, his wide grin still in place. He knew Callum had just showed up, but he couldn't tell with Charlie. The guy didn't seem all that sober. A cursory glance around the room didn't give him much hope in the area of friends- he didn't recognize most people here. Alex was standing by herself, which wasn't a shock. She seemed to be waiting for someone though, so he decided against calling her over. He suddenly remembered something. "You guys haven't seen Abbie, have you? I was supposed to meet her here."

Almost on cue, Jason spotted a red head sitting by herself on the couch. "Nevermind. I'll talk to you guys later," he said offhandedly before walking over to Abbie. She looked kind of bored, if he was honest. And painfully sober. At that thought, he realized he was too. Why didn't he have a drink yet?

"Hey," Jason said, ungracefully dropping himself on the couch next to Abbie. "You haven't been here long, have you?" he asked, his way of saying 'sorry it took me so long' without actually apologizing.

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Even though it was no where near morning, Tyler had a coffee clutched in his hand. As far as he was concerned coffee was good at any time of the day. Though, his sleeping schedule was seriously confusing, and no where near consistent enough to even really be considered a 'schedule'. But it was worth it. Taking another sip from the drink, he nodded to himself. Very worth it.

He was currently heading home. A few blocks away he could faintly hear music, and knew for a fact that there was a huge party going on. Considering the panic that had happened not to long ago with the murder and everything, he was surprised they still wanted to have parties. Okay, maybe not surprised they wanted parties, more surprised they were allowed to have them. As far as he knew every one of those kids were under suspicion, and he would think the police would find it kind of dangerous to let a murderer just hang out in a crowd like that.

Better a crowd than alone with them in an alley, he thought to himself, feeling slightly disturbed after at how dark the thought was. Shaking off the feeling of 'I'm a terrible person' for having the thought, Tyler threw out his now empty coffee cup. He hadn't even remembered finishing it, and now he wished he had more. "I need a coffee intervention," he mumbled, laughing under his breath.

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Terrian was exactly where you would expect him to be in a situation like this, hiding in plain sight. He was so paranoid about what could be lurking in the shadows seeking him out that he took any opportunity to be around an abundance of people. As long as he was around people, noone was going to come and collect debts. Of course they would come seeking money, but when he didn't have the money, they decided to take other forms of collateral. "Just a friendly reminder" they called it.

Though he didn't have any money, you would never know it. He was dressed in a charcoal grey suit, with a black pearlsnap silk shirt peeking through. He had always dressed like a businessman. In the NBA, you wore a suit and tie when you were in public and weren't in uniform. His dream was to play in the NBA, so he carried himself the same way that he would have if he were in the NBA, though he usually opted for a tieless look.

He had perched himself up against a wall in the main room, directly on the other side of the room from where Abbie and Jason were sitting. Seeing Abbie in her beautiful blue dress made him smile a bit, at least he wasn't the only one over-dressed for the occasion. He'd given Callum a two-finger salute when he had seen him. They werent super friendly with each other, but he'd been in varsity athletics as Callum was transitioning from JV, so he had helped with the transition, and they had become somewhat friendly with each other.

Come to think of it, Terrian wasn't super friendly with anyone. He had always been so focused on chasing his dreams during school that he hadn't spent any time working on human interaction, or ingratiating himself with anyone for that matter. He was quite an enigmatic persona, really. He had all the tools to be one of the most popular, attractive guys in school, but he just never gave it the time of day. Now that his dreams had been shattered, he honestly found himself a little lost as to how to handle these kinds of situations. At least he had the whole mysterious appeal going on about him, right? He played on that for all he could.

He gazed about the room, sometimes watching the crowd as they danced...ish and sometimes watching an individual, like Alexandria or Tyler, and wondering idly what their story was. He had a red solo cup in his hand, holding some form of alcohol in it, but he was definitely slow-drinking it. He had no desire to be drunk in public. Whether it be the police that were watching them, or someone else that might have been watching him, he was going to need his faculties about him if he wanted to make it home in one piece.

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Alissa had been the sober one surprisingly for a majority of the party. She was always watching. As much as she was into parties just this time felt weird. Someone died last time they pulled one of these. Shaking the thought out of her head, she was a designated driver this time around as Charlie had been her designated driver last time. She was driving away from where she picked up the alcohol from her boot when she got a text from, Alex. She looked at it as she came to the stop sign and she chuckled. "Give me 5 min k?" She sent back to the girl. The four way stop was clear and she continued on.

Upon pulling up she got out of the car and got Charlie's text about needing better alcohol or something and she chuckled. "Someone's addicted ;)." She replied back to Charlie. Knowing him he was likely in the kitchen. Ally had walked around the house, weaving in between the grinding people and eventually she came up to the kitchen and found Charlie. He was surrounded by Callum and Reagan. Ugh, what a bitch. She thought to herself rolling her eyes. "Here ya go Char." She said tossing him the brown bag filled with just what he had been asking for. "Text me when you're shit faced and need a ride home, okay?" She said and without him responding she left. Fuck Reagan was a life sucker. Alissa couldn't explain her hatred for the girl it was just there.

Coming back, she spotted the girl, who she had gotten to know all to well; Well her body figure. Alissa got into the beat of the music and came up behind Alexandria. She grinded up on the girl a bit and wrapped her arms around to cover the girls eyes. "Oh darn you can't see me, you going home now?" Ally teased whispering into Alex's ear.


(excuse my crappy first post, I am lacking sleep but I promise they will get better haha)

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Alex spotted a few people she had seen around town, even some individuals who were somewhat familiar to her. There was a group made up with people including Charlie, the guy she loved to hate, Callum who she honestly didn't know all that well, only that his parents were crazy religious and Reagan, the girl who she didn't mind at all although her best friend Alissa could argue against that. She took another drag of her cigarette and proceeded to blow it lazily at people who thought it would be a great idea to try and socialize her. Mostly drunk boys who thought they had a chance of getting laid.

Her phone buzzing indicated that she had received a text, already guessing it was from Ally, she chose not to reply only because she assumed the girl had given her some time she'd be arriving. Finishing of her cigarette, she tossed it in the bin and grabbed another cup of alcohol, chugging it down in one gulp. "This taste awful," she cursed under her breath at the bad bitter taste in her mouth. Walking away from the alcohol seemed like the better option here because Alex would rather not get drunk on some nasty mix of drinks. But then again it was a house party, although you'd think that rich kids could afford to buy the expensive alcohol.

Before she knew she felt the warmth of someone else's body heat and a pair of arms wrapped around her eyes which enveloped her in darkness. It would be a total lie if the girl didn't know who it was. Hell she'd be probably the only person who'd would get this close to Alex without having to think about the consequences of getting beat up. With a sigh Alex shrugged her shoulder, smirking at Ally's tease.

"It depends on what you have in mind to liven this party up?" Alex pushed away Ally's hands from her eyes and turned around so she was facing her friend. She tilted her head, "I'm so bored honestly, the drinks aren't even worth it."She was going to go 'bump heads' with Charles, but with Reagan there she didn't know if Ally would particularly like it.




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As Charlie closed in on Callum, Jason popped up, and who was he to deny him the fun of scaring the royal shit out of Callum? So, he nodded to the, rather sad conformation, that Callum hadn't brought anything to drink to not give anything away as Jason pounced on Callum. His pocket viberated as his outdated, cracked 'smart' phone vibrated in his pocket. Flipping it out, he read Ally's newest text, 'Oh, Oh, Oh! You wish love. If I was addicted you would actually be able to see a naked guy that wasn't a total creeper. :P'

Snapping his head up to Jason who asked them about fun, Charlie gave a thumbs up with a large smile, "Got drinkage on the way," of course, he wasn't paying for it. He was what they called, 'broke as shit'. He didn't even sleep on a bed, instead, he slept on a reclining chair in the living room with a blanket and a pillow because his bed, which was incredibly old, almost older then he was, had broke a year and a half ago, roughly speaking, and getting a new mattress was out of the question on their budget.

Abby? Who was Abby? Charlie blinked a few times trying to recall that name, he was sure he had heard that name before, but it wasn't ringing any bells. Before he could ask who that was, Jason took off and headed over to a red-head on the couch. Charlie tilted his head watching her until it clicked, Jason's girlyfriend! Right, right, he could swear he went through this song and dance every time he heard her name. He really needed a way to remember the red head. Charlie rubbed his chin with his thumb, felling the short hairs trickling across his thumb before shooting back into position. Oh well, he would figure it out later, blue suited her though. She looked good.

His attention was snapped up by a new arrival, "Rea!" Happy to see a friend that he can do some serious drinking with. What point was there in going to a party if someone wasn't planning on getting absolutely wrecked? Well, getting laid was always there, but that was a subject he was going to avoid for the time... being. But ouch did Rea cut to the bone. He did not...

Of course, right after she said that, Ally came in and handed him the glorious paper bag containing the holy drinkage, "Will try," Charlie replied, really, he would. Odds are, he wouldn't be able to work his phone later on, so he may have to be carried out.. but that was a problem for later. Opening the brown bag, he glanced in at the large bottle filled with the dark liquid, "I love you Ally!" He called after her as she headed over to Alexandria.... Weird, he didn't think she would just hand him the drink and walk off... Well, they could hang out later.

Lifting the bottle of Kraken rum from the bag, he held it up to Rea, "Whelps, looks like I got your fix. To the kitchen!" Charlie said already excited for the night ahead as he lifted the bottle higher as if he was a knight preparing for the charge as he, once more, shoved and plowed his way through the crowd. He didn't check behind him to see if Callum would join them, or even if Rea was coming, but either way, he was going to get his drink.

Entering the kitchen, he moved to the fridge hoping, against hope, that they had decent mixers in there. Kraken wasn't really a rum that was shot, although, he supposed they could... but it was better as a mixer to cut down on some of the sweetness it had. Pulling it open, he crouched and scanned the shelves listing off the drinks as he saw them in his mind: Ginger Ale, Pepsi, gross.... Sierra Mist? Really?

"Balls," Charlie said with a defeated sigh, there was a distinct lack of Dr. Pepper or even Coke... if they had kool-aid, there were a few flavors that went well... Looking up to the counter, he spotted an unopened box of Coke, seems like someone brought it with them, and, well, Charlie was going to take some of their soda whether they liked it or not. If they whined, he would just offer to make them a drink. Everyone won.

Leaning over, bracing his free hand on the ground to keep his balance, he pulled the box off the counter and slid it into the fridge so the drinks would stay cold. Tearing open the box, he pulled out three cans and set them on the counter, "So, who is drinking?" Charlie asked as he grabbed a stack of red plastic cups and looked around the kitchen.

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Alissa listened to the familiar voice of Alex. She had a smile on her face as she spoke so highly of the part and chuckled at some parts. "Well, most of these parties do such some major ass, I will admit that much." Alissa replied with a mock pondering look on her face. "You know, I have a chariot awaiting out front m'lady. We don't have to stay, we can go hit the town and have a rockin' time. We could even recruit more people and just look for some mailboxes or something to hit down." Ally suggested. Sure it was reckless and she was likely already on the radar for the murder, but Ally knew what she knew, and that was one, she didn't own a gun. Yes, she knew how to shoot one but she didn't own one, nor would she use it against someone else.

Remembering the night was like hell for a majority of it. Ally remembered when she saw the body being taken out on a stretcher. It had been so lifeless and white. It was difficult to believe that he had been alive moments before. It was odd how, Ally now took more to being sober rather than drowning her memories with the poison that was alcohol. Mostly because she knew, when the alcohol wore off the pain would still be there, and the dreams never stopped anyways.

Shaking back into place, she looked at Alex. "What do you say? Unless you want to stay here, then I'm sure we could find some place more private." She said whispering the last part in the girl's ear to the point it was almost a tickle.

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Alex rolled her eyes at Alissa but gave her a playful nudge. The thought of creating some chaos seemed like a particularly good idea regardless of how bad the timing was. The whole murder had caused the town to become too suspicious of each other, you couldn't even let your guard down around your own friends...not like that was an issue to Alexandria. She still remembers her own interview with the police as like many of her fellow peers that had also attended the party. She hardly bothered to pretend to be innocent or good because let's face it, being overly good in front of the police wasn't always helpful. Alex wondered whether her description even helped, she wasn't even around the main area when it all came down. Not surprisingly she was on the roof of the house party, in the middle of her 3rd cigarette and listening to her own playlist from her phone. She only realized something was wrong because of the commotion, and not the good kind that was brought about and the sounds of sirens also helped her assume something bad had happen.

Releasing a small sigh she brought herself back to reality and smiled towards Ally. "A chariot huh? I do like the sound of that," she grinned at the idea although grabbing a few people to join them would be a hard task for Alexandria. "Ally you do know how to make a girl swoon huh?" she winked playfully.

Her friend was deep in thought for only a few moments before suggesting something teasingly. Ally's breath tickled her ear and with a smirk Alex leaned in close enough to the girl for a hug. "Jeez Alissa, were you reading my mind or something?" Alex murmured into her ear and before leaning back, she tucked a piece of Ally's hair which had fallen onto her eyes behind her ear.

"I'd like to cause some trouble and hit the town, and I suppose that saying is somewhat relevant here; the more the merrier."




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