Gregory Ryce's Story

For the last few hours, Jessica had been recovering. She was a smart girl, she had done a little research and was aware the capability of Mo's power, but she never knew it could be that intense. She just didn't hear what the blonde had told her. She had seen the mans face, the scenes that had unraveled between them when they had been together and she felt it. It was strange, under the story that Mo was telling, she could... hear? her anguish. Her panic, this girl was scared. Although Jess didn't need this broadcast to know that. Mo hadn't been right all day and now Jess understood why. She had been dazed for a few minutes. Frankly, she had been surprised how non plus Mo had been, how well she was coping with the whole situation or seemed to be now. Despite Jess's shortsightedness, she wasn't blind or stupid. She had known that Mo was trying to defer from the situation.

Deciding that this was too big a situation to be ignored, Jess had interupted the blonde in her outfit choosing, sat her down and told her the plan. They were going to see... someone in the morning. A figure of authority. She couldn't decide whether this was a matter for Mr Marino's or Mr Henderson. She had no particular preference other than Mr Henderson was the most non understanding person, ever. She'd let Mo decide who she wanted to go to. They would go to someone though, this much was certain, then the entire school could get on board and protect her... well that was the theory anyway.

Jessica's thoughts turned back to Mckenna, she needed to see someone to. There was no way she could leave her best friend alone iin her situation. She had over reacted earlier, she'd be the first to admit that. She needed to find Kenna; fast. She had quickly sent her a text.

Mickey, come out to the party tonight? It'll stop you going crazy, at least until the morning <3 xx

She had then begun the process of getting ready for the party. Putting some music on to help them get in the party mood; the brunette quickly jumped in the shower. Fixing her hair up into an elegant bun and choosing her outfit. She had deliberated on what she should wear for a while, debating on whether it was too indecent to wear to one of these parties. Then Jessica remembered, she had once attended a school full of promiscuous girls that had also transferred here. If she turned up naked, then this would also have been fine. She gave a small smile at the thought, lighlty applying some make up. The outift would certainly give the likes of Jackson and Gregory a shock!

That's when the brunette thought about her closest male friend. She hadn't heard from all day. She hoped that he was okay and that the Noctrem boys were being good to him. She took out her phone and rustled up a quick text;

Gregory Ryce! You are hereby ordered to get me a drink at the bar tonight ;) Meet me at the bar in ten? I'll be in the one in black xx

Smiling stupidly at her phone, Jess looked up at her room mate 'Let's go' She smiled, linking arms with Mo and strolling on down to the party.

Greg Ryce

Greg was sitting on a ledge outside of the school, he was enjoying sometime outside by himself. It felt good and he was looking forward to the party, after awhile though he got distracted and lost track of time. As he looked down at his watch he noticed he was late, which was not something that happened with Greg. He went to grab his phone from his pocket but it wasn’t there “Damnit I must of forgot it in my room” he said out loud. He quickly got up and sped to his room though he wasn’t going too fast because he didn’t want to ruin his shoes…again.

When he got to his room he found his phone and found a text message, he read it and kind of smiled as he did.

Gregory Ryce! You are hereby ordered to get me a drink at the bar tonight ;) Meet me at the bar in ten? I'll be in the one in black xx

He wrote back to Jess he fingers speeding over the letters

Eep I am late…mark that on the calendar, be there in less then 5

After he sent the text message he went over to his closest to figure out what he would wear. Pulling out a pair of black jeans and a black t-shirt, he got dressed then tussled his hair a bit and sped out the room, this time remembering his phone.

He sped down to the room where the party was being held and looked around for Jess, spotting her next to Killian he grinned. He would find his other friends later, right now he wanted to go to Jess but first he needed to head to the bar.

As he made his way to the bar and ordered a couple drinks for himself and one for Jess, after he got the drinks he held them carefully and made his way over to Jess in a quick but smooth way so he wouldn’t spill the drinks.

“M’lady I am hoping I am not disrupting anything but I got message of a need of a drink and some company” he grinned a foolish grin and handed Jess the drink he got her “I am all yours tonight until you finally get sick of me and send me on my way” he quickly took a sip of his own drink and looked over to Killian “hey dude whats up?” he asked as he took one of the chairs closest to him and pulled it right beside Jess.


Ember Karsin

Ember was looking at Ashy and Drake for a few minutes, giving them both a grin but then looked to Sky when he said ”No way in hell, Mija!”. She just shook her head and laughed ”Haha, but lets do it”. She smirked “boy you are on, you do remember last time we did this right?” she laughed as the memory of them at the last party they made a bet, and she remembered the hangover the next morning, that was the only thing she did not like about getting that drunk but she dealt with it because she loved drinking.

She took two more shots and downed it then waved the bartender over and ordered more shots then looked to Sky again as she heard ”Hey Ember! Lets make another deal” she grinned “and what deal do you have to offer?” She saw the look in Sky’s eyes and new this was going to be a fun night. ”Let’s see who can get more naked by the end. I bet I’ll win that too” she just shook her head and laughed “You are on! And you know that I can’t stay in my clothes long when the drinks are flowing through me” she said as she leaned down and zipped off her boots and putting them to the side. “If I win what do I get out of this?” her eyes twinkled a little as she leaned up slowly, giving Sky a look before downing a couple more shots, she could feel the drinks starting to go through her and she gave a small chuckle waiting to hear Sky’s answer.

((sorry its short don't have much time on the computer))

Ashleigh had to admit she was one of the people that had been scared of Erin, but that wasn't because of the blondes power, it was because of her reputation. She was part of the fearsome five, a cult that Corentine was also part of. Ashy knew that the girls were friends..or had been up until this point. Why wasn't Cor here with Erin? The blonde briefly remembered seeing her room mate the bar with Mr Henderson, an...odd pairing to say the least. If the two were close, which was the impression that was given out, why wasn't Cor consoling this mess that was Erin Hawthorne

Ashleigh's thoughts then turned to the situation in front of her. Why she was actually here? She had said about four words to Erin in month the Noctrem students had been at Arcana, two of which had been 'Hello' and 'goodbye.' She had been worried about the girl sitting next to her when the incident with Drake had happened, that much had been certain. But, to follow this girl? Espiecally when she wasn't exactly stable. Ashy just put it down to Maternal habits. However, there may have been more to that. Erin didn't seem to melt in Drake's presence, she was able to hold her own. For that, Ashy admired the drunk blonde sitting next to her. But after what Drake had told her earlier about Erin needing him to calm down... she still needed him. This was all so confusing for the innocent blonde.

'From what I've seen, Drake doesn't seem like the kind to Apoligse...'Ashy spoke quietly, she didn't want to appear to know Drake more than Erin did, but only to console the blonde... a little. Ashleigh sighed, thinking about the scene with Drake earlier. 'How does he do that, Erin?' She blurted out, 'With one look, he makes me feel like a nervous wreck. You know what the worst part is?' She looked over at the blonde, 'He knows's the effect he has on me. It feels like he controls my every thought.' She sighed again before adding, 'I hate it.' Ashleigh wasn't exactly sure why she had just ranted at the drunken Erin, maybe because she hoped that the blonde would understand, would....help? The blonde shifted uncomfortably in her chair, 'I'm sorry... I didn't mean to rant at you, here' She offered the blonde the glass of orange juice 'I brought you this, I figured that it might help you cheer up a little. I'd have got you water but I couldn't go back over there' She gave a small smile as she placed the glass down at Erin's feet, remembering taking Drake's whiskey and his flippant comment at the end of their conversation, she heard his laugh, but choose to ignore, taking the action for what it was; a victory.



Jessica had been sitting at the table with Killian for a while, when her phone buzzed in her bag. She pulled it out and read Greg's text with a smile. Damm right he was late, the party had been in full swing for a while now. The thought that her male best friend was on his way caused a stupid grin to fall across Jess's face. She had missed some, even though they'd only spend...not even a day apart, she just loved spending time with him, time with gregory was always special.

In the meantime, the brunette had been watching the scene unfolding not to far from her with Jackson and Lulu. She was an avid people watcher, always had been. That, coupled with the fact she was intrigued by Jackson had caused Jessica to glued to scene in front of her. Jackson loved Lulu, even a moron could have worked that out, he was being so... gentlemanly to her. Jessica wished she had someone like that in her life.

Her thought process was then cut sort by the arrival of Greg; She had been so focused on Jackson that she hadn't noticed the male walk into the tent and buy a drink, which made her feel terrorible, What was it about Jackson?

'Shameful' The brunette replied in a voice of mock horror, 'Kiss thy toes or else I shall never forever you.' She gave the boy a dazzling smile as he handed her a drink, and sat down next to her. 'It's good to see you.' She said quietly, 'it's been far too long.'

Sipping her drink, the blonde then turned her attention back to the Jackson situation, by this point, Mckenna has joined the fray. What she was she doing there? Jess didn't even know that she was friends with either of the pair. She then watched as Jack walked away from the situation, followed swiftly by Lulu. Uh-oh. What had happened, had it been something to with Mckenna. Convinced, in her slightly tipsy state, that it was her best friend that had caused Jackson's upset mood, Jessica sighed. '....and the shit's just hit the fan' She spoke quietly, before standing up, 'Gentleman, will you excuse me?' She bent over and gave Greg a kiss on the cheek, 'I'll catch you later. Text me in the morning?' She asked before walking in the direction that Jackson was headed. Jessica wasn't entirely why she was following the Irishman, or why she had just left her best friend to do it. But she knew that if the situation had been caused by Mckenna, which she know for sure, she wanted to fix for it. For her best friends sake That's why she was doing it, for Mickey, right?

She eventually found Jackson a little way outside of the party tent, completely alone. 'Jack,' She gave a small smile when she got closer to him. He did look very handsome tonight. He had, quiet rightly, made the effort to look presentable tonight. ' You really know how to make a girl work don't you? Do you know how hard it is to walk in these heels?!' She complained before giving the male a small sigh. 'Are you alright? Did Mickey say something to you?' She asked, concern etching her face.

What was wrong with Jackson? The question popped in Jessica's mind when she had approached the Irishman but when he spoke, the brunette knew that he wasn't quite right. Pissed, that much was evident. When He brandished his phone at her, showing her that the whole situation had nothing to do with Mickey, Jessica cracked a smile 'Ok, I believe you.' She told him, looking into his eyes. There was something she didn't like them. Alcohol had definatly taken it's toll on them. However, there was something deeper sitting there. Pain. What the hell had happened to Jackson?

Jessica had barely registered any of the other things that the male had said; something about saying the wrong thing to Lulu. Was that what was troubling the handsome man before her? The brunette was curious as she continously looked down at the man sitting in front of her. How could one person make another person this broken? Jess had never really been in love. She never really counted the crushes you had when you were fourteen love. How could you love someone at that age when you'd only just found out your identity? Jess had always been extremely level headed when it come to that sort of thing, concerntrating on her studies and enjoying life when it mattered rather than being tided to someone that you apparently 'loved.' In Jessica's opinion it had been the fear of being outcasted or alone that had kept those couples together in their young years rather than actually a deep rooted love for each other.

Now, however, things were changing for Jessica. She had met Greg. He had made her feel...everything; Calm, protected, carefree. The man had the ability to transport Jessica to an entirely new world and she knew she had the same effect on him. She gave a wry smile. Why the hell didn't she just tell him how she felt about him?! Why she was holding herself back from the one thing that she knew could truly make her happy? Because you don't deserve him a dark voice spoke in the back of her mind. Jessica sighed. The voice was right. She'd killed a man. Greg didn't know, nobody did. She couldn't tell them. She'd be outcast for sure.

Jessica watched as Jackson drunkenly got to his feet and announced he was going back to his room and told her to enjoy the 'shindig or hootnanny.' Jessica gave a small smile as she watched him walk away for a few moments. Least the man had a sense of humor. For some reason though, Jessica couldn't bring herself to go back to Greg. She wanted to follow Jackson, to make sure that he was ok. That was the reason... right? She sighed again 'Hootnanny' She said quietly, shaking her head ever so slightly before tottering behind the male.

'Jack,' She called out as she approached him, 'Hold still' She ordered the Irishman as she put a hand on his shoulder to steady herself as she took off both her shoes. 'I don't know what's going on with either of us right now, but you are in nowhere near a stable enough state to get back to your room safely. Hold these.' She said giving her set of heels to the Irishman. Her feet felt like they were in heaven now, even if she was a couple of inches shorter. 'Look's like i'm carrying you home' She told the Irishman playfully, taking his hand and leading them in the direction of the dorms.