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a character in “What's Your Dirty Little Secret?”, as played by Grumpy-Converse

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A

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Full Name:
Unknown

Nicknames:
A

Age:
Unknown

Gender:
Female

Sexual Orientation:
Straight

Brief Description:
Information Known; She has brown hair, which she somethings straightens, and her hands ae small and petit,with perfectly manicured nails.

Personality:
A is basically a b*tch, who likes to destroy everyones lives, just like any other b*tches out there. Why? She tends to gossip....alot, about everyone and everything. She knows almost everyone's secrets, but how? THE REST IS UNKNOWN.

Likes:
~ Boys
~ Teasing People
~ Texting


Dislikes:
~ One worded texts
~ Boredom
~ Being Ignored


Skills:
Unkown

Not so Skills:
Unknown

Secrets:
Unknown

History:
Unknown

Other:
I realize this is probably the most boring and short character sheet in history, but 1. I am'nt in a mood to make a character 2. I'll add more on if it becomes known. Sorry for the fail of a character :L

Average Post Length:
1-3 paragraphs,depending on my mood, and how much I have to work with.[/center]

So begins...

'A.''s Story

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A gave a small laugh as the first text came in
Who is this? Is this a prank? - Jay
She gave a smirk and replied quickly.
Sorry to disappoint, honey, but no, this is no joke, and no amount of drugs is gonna' change that. Whoops, almost let something slip there - A
She grinned and put her phone yet again into her pocket as she walked down the hall.

((Yeah, these posts are kind of short, just because I can't give too much away :L))

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A flicked her hair away from her face, glancing around to make sure no one was looking at her before heading out the school doors. She was hardly the only student to bunk off. Besides, it wasn't like the teachers would notice, not in this shitty school. She sat down on a bench a few blocks away from Makenzie Prep, and squealed when it was wet. Angrily, she stood up and strode down few more blocks until she reached her house.

She took the spare key from the hiding place, unlocked the door and ran up to her room. She slammed the door behind her and slouched down into her desk-chair. A small smile escaped her lips. They had no idea what they were in for. Infact, some of them were probably still in denial that this wasn't some early April Fool's joke. Her smile turned to a grin. Let's change that, shall we?

BTW, don't get any funny ideas about calling the C-O-P-S. I bet they are just dying to hear your secrets just as much as the rest of this town, and we don't want anyone to get in trouble, do we? I'm sure they would just love to know that there's a murderer in the school. xxx - A

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Beep.
A looked down at her phone to see a new message from Toni. She gave a small laugh. That last text seemed to have gotten to him, though she of course wasn't surprised. She pressed open to see the message: Fun.

Feliciano, please don't use that sarcasm with me. You might get me annoyed, and then where would you be? xx :* - A

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A murderer? please! And you don't have anything on me. I have a clean slate. ;)
A raised an eyebrow. Veronica, a clean slate? True, she hadn't killed anyone, but she was hardly a goody-two-shoes.

To: Veronica.
MESSAGE:
Whoever said I was talking about you? ;) And besides, a clean-slate? Having unprotected sex at sixteen, then killing the kid when it was in your stomach? Real nicee xx - A


((As it says above, that was sent to Veronica, not all contacts. Please don't reply unless you got the message. c:))

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Thomas glanced at his phone, reading all the texts that had been sent during the English lesson that was nearly over with. 11:14. He blinked a few times towards the screen of his phone. The cops? The hell was this bitch talking about. He assumed it was a female, according to the way she texted. He contemplated on sending a response, but yet, he continued to keep from it, shoving his phone back into his pocket once more. "You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal"... Thomas looked down at his English textbook, suddenly deep in thought.

The bell symbolizing it was time to leave 2nd period and go to 3rd brought him back to realization. He shut the book, standing and stretching, his headphones still slung around his neck as he gazed around the classroom. Almost everyone's face seemed familiar, yet he could count on one hand how many names he knew that belonged to the people in the room with him. He filed out of the doorway, taking out his phone and deciding to save the unknown number as her signature name, 'A'. He couldn't think of anyone that could seriously want to mess with him to this extent, and furthermore-- He couldn't think of anyone that could possibly know about the secrets 'A' had mentioned. He silently continued to hope it was just a prank, his face still blank as he nodded to his "friends" that greeted him in the hallway, making their way to their next class. Thomas smirked dully at the girls in the hallway as he continued to his next period, American History.

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The bell had woken Jay up from her daydream. She shook her head, trying to get the stars and dots in her eyes to fade. Jay closed the book on her desk, picking it up with the rest of her books and folders. She tucked them under her elbow and swung her brown purse over her shoulder.

She made her way through the halls of the high school, occasionally stopping by for a quick chat with the friends that she missed. She smiled warmly at the new faces, lightly biting her lip. In school, she definitely wasn't on the bottom of the popularity chart. She had many friends, no doubt. But if you asked her, she wouldn't call herself "popular."

She almost forgot about A until she saw a group of girls, looking as if they were gossiping with their pretty pink cell phones. Jay raised an eyebrow at them, walking quickly to her next class.

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Character Portrait: Madison Delaney Character Portrait: Veronica "V" Desnoyers Character Portrait: Beck Oliver Character Portrait: Thomas Long Character Portrait: Zaria King Character Portrait: 'A.' Character Portrait: Amoranta LeFaevre Character Portrait: Angel Jessica Iveson Character Portrait: Jay Valentine Character Portrait: Rosalie Harper Character Portrait: Antonio León Feliciano
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A looked at the clock. 2nd Period would just be over.
To: Antonio
What did you do this Summer? More Vodka? Or another mental breakdown? - A

To: Zaria
What did you do this Summer? Another failed attempt to hook up with Beck? How many things did you set alight this time? - A

To: Madison
What did you do this Summer? Help your Dad rob the hospital for more drugs to sell? - A

To: Veronica
What did you do this Summer? Help your Dad in his con artist business? Or just head to Paris to steal a diamond ring again? - A

To: Thomas
What did you do this Summer? Wrecked another guys life? Killed your friend, what was his name, Blake? Just remember, ghosts don't rest until they get revenge - A

To: Beck
What did you do this Summer? Watch your Dad rape your sister? Or did you finally try some of that alcohol Mommy and Daddy have been drinking? ;) - A

To: Jay
What did you do this Summer? Try some Methamphetamine? No, wait, Mom wouldn't be very happy, and you love to please everyone, don't you? - A

To: Rosalie
What did you do this Summer? Back to the mental hospital? Oh, lemme' guess, hooking up with another guy at the stripper club? What a whore. - A

To: Amoranta
What did you do this Summer? Kill another two-year-old? Or were you too busy making sure no-one knew you were a bastard? ;) - A

To: Angel
What did you do this Summer? Visit your baby in his foster home, or raped again? Bet you enjoyed it the first time, you dirty slut - A

((Kay, people's that's a text for everyone.))

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Madison felt the buzz of her phone in her pocket. Another text from 'A'. Great, she thought, and I thought this would be over soon. The message made her stop in her tracks. "What did you do this summer? Help your Dad rob the hospital for more drugs to sell? - A" No. No, that wasn't possible. People walked around her angrily, mumbling things about getting out of the way, but Madison couldn't move. How could A possibly know about that when she herself had only known for a few months. Sure she had never helped him steal anything, but he was still her father and she felt a strong need to protect him. She took a small step backwards and crashed into someone (Thomas). It pulled her out of the daze of the text message. "Oh, I'm so sorry" she said, trying to regain her balance. Her phone fell out of her hand and landed right his feet.

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You know I have no patience for these types of things. But if you know all my secrets you know I can help you with.... other people.... scaring them or even getting them to confess to me. If I get them to confess to me, you'll have no power, so how's this gonna go sweetie :* ~Ronnie

A raised an eyebrow, and quickly typed back.

Who would you get to confess to you? What, about who I am? Sweetie, I haven't told anyone else about this, I already know who I'm 'working' with. Oh, look's like you fell. Better watch your step ;) Why does that Macy girl even like you? I've heard thousands of people calling you a bitch - but who am I to judge? I thought you used to be sweet, but I guess popularity comes with a price. xxx - A

A grinned as the bell rang, signalling class was starting soon. She slipped her phone in her pocket and headed in, making her way to Home Ec. She could see 'Ronnie' across the hall, but she was facing the other way - and even if she did turn around, she wouldn't know who 'A' was.

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Ronnie was still just talking with Macy when the bell rang and her phone vibrated. "Who would you get to confess to you? What, about who I am? Sweetie, I haven't told anyone else about this, I already know who I'm 'working' with. Oh, look's like you fell. Better watch your step ;) Why does that Macy girl even like you? I've heard thousands of people calling you a bitch - but who am I to judge? I thought you used to be sweet, but I guess popularity comes with a price. xxx - A" Veronica knew lots of people didn't like her, and it's because they wish they were her. She bet that all the people who were jealous thought "If I was her I'd be nicer" But you don't really have a choice when you're Veronica Desnoyers.

She put her phone back in her pocket and went into class. Well I know now that 'A' is definitely in our school she thought. She looked down the hall but only saw friends and nobody's. She flicked her hair, a classic Veronica move and walked into class. Macy was sitting next to her, they always had the same schedule and they always passed notes during class. Thomas had just walked in and was sitting 2 seats ahead of Macy. Veronica tried to shake her head to Macy to show that Thomas was here. I wonder if we can rekindle the spark we had last year she thought.

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Angel left the bathroom 2 minutes before the bell rang. Once she sat back down, she took her phone and texted.
"If you know him, please don't hurt him. It's his birthday. And I didn't enjoy it, okay? Please, whatever you do, don't hurt Jackson. I would die for him." She hit send, turned off her phone, and threw it in her bag. She looked at Beck, and saw he had a worried look on his face.
"Whats wrong?" She looked at him, holding his shoulder.
She thought it was pathetic the lengths girls would go to try to get him to like them. Instead of pretending to like his art, why don't they find the TRUE meaning of art?
Angel had all of her classes with him, so she saw a lot of that. She had been really close to Beck, since she moved here. I guess he just saw something in her. She completely forgot about -A and was focused on Beck now.

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A opened the classroom door, and nodded at the teacher. His name was Mr. Beirne, a middle aged man with a few bald patches. She took out her phone under the desk, but she wasn't the only one. Half the class had something under the table -- Mr. Beirne was the most oblivious teacher when it came to that sort of stuff.
Beep.
If you know him, please don't hurt him. It's his birthday. And I didn't enjoy it, okay? Please, whatever you do, don't hurt Jackson. I would die for him.
A bit her lip subconsciously, and didn't even bother replying.
Beep.
Just try and mess with me bitch. You'll be the one going down >:) -- Amoranta
A almost laughed out loud. She quickly typed on the keyboard.
I wouldn't bet on it, sweetie :* xx - A
Send.
A was about to put away her phone when she remembered something. She took out her phone, and yet again texted someone;
To: Christopher
What did you do this Summer? Get beaten by Daddy, or rob your Principal? xx - A
There.
"Okay, class," Mr. Beirne said from the front of the room, rubbing his hands together. "We'll start with-"
Beep.
Shit.
"Is my class such a bore that you must be using your phone?" Mr. Beirne asked angrily. "Uh, I'll turn it on silent," A mumbled. Mr. Beirne nodded and continued on, while A read the message.
Are you going to the Start-Of-The-Year Bonfire? Practically everyone in school is gonna' be there :)
A quickly replied,
I'll be there.
And placed the phone in her bag.

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What do you mean create a scene? What do you want us to do?
It was from Madison. A rolled her eyes.
Be creative. What do you think I mean when I say 'create a scene?' Sweetie, just 'make a scene.' Whatever that means to you, I don't really care xxx - A


((Short Post, but I'm in a lazy mood -_-))

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Zaria looked at her phone again. Her mouth fell open. A party? Tonight? And she had to be there, cause a scene, or else... She shuddered and put her head on the desk, covering her face with her arms. Could this day get any worse? She couldn't go to that party, not after what had happened last summer. And causing a scene wasn't exactly what she wanted to do either.

Frustrated, she ignored her teacher completely and tried to think of a way to get out of this. Maybe she could go, disguise herself as somebody else and make a scene. But would A know it was her? Zaria was pretty sure her hair stood out, but if she had a wig. Oh, this was hopeless. She got up at the end of class and lingered by the door in the hallway. Any chance I can get out of this? she texted, not realizing that it was going to the rest of the contacts as well.

She continued on to her fourth period, fingering through her hair nervously. She couldn't focus now. How could she? Groaning, Zaria sat down in her fourth period and hoped for the best.

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Any chance I can get out of this?
A grinned. It was from Zaria. Of course she wouldn't want to head to the party.
What do you think? xxxx - A
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Time: LUNCH
A left the classroom and a groan escaped her lips. That had been the boringest class ever. She made her way down the stairs, into the cafeteria, and nodded to someone in the corner. She got her food without a word, which was surprisingly tasty -- unlike the disgusting food she had always heard her friends complain about in their schools. She slipped a fry in her mouth, only eating three before feeling guilty and pushing the tray away from her. She glanced aound the cafeteria, but couldn't see if any of her 'contacts' were there, the crowds in the way.

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From A:
Listen up, my bitches. I've got a challenge for you to protect your secret...well, one of them. It's pretty simple, really. All of you better be going to that party tonight -- I'm sure you all know which one I'm talking about ;) -- Because that's where the first 'task' is. All you have to do is create a scene, and your secrets will be safe. Anyone who doesn't, one of your secrets is getting out xx Don't even bother asking what I get out of this. Look on the bright side, maybe you'll know who the rest of the people getting these pretty little messages are. :* - A

Thomas read this message over and over again, on his way to lunch. Great. Now I have to go. He reached for his headphones when a group of people surrounded him, already blabbering about their summer. Are they honestly all talking to me? Apparently they were. Thomas raised his eyebrows, nodding subconsciously, not actually listening to any of them. The group asked him to sit with them, but he declined, stating he was going to go down the street and grab a bite. He hadn't actually planned on doing this, but he just wanted an excuse to get away from these people.

Finally tearing away from the group, he slid his headphones on, turning up the music, his face blank as he walked out of the side doors of the school. He scanned the messages once more, eyeing a new text from someone he guessed had also gotten the threat. Any chance I can get out of this? Then 'A' responded. What the hell kind of scene could she be talking about. What does she want with me?

Suddenly, Thomas had, what he thought was, a brilliant idea. He memorized the number of the person who responded to the group message and opened a new text, sending one to the person. Who are you?

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A looked up and saw Zaria, Madison and Christopher sitting at the table across from her. Huh, what a coincidence. She tried to blend in as much as possible, looking down at her phone just as another text sent through.

I'm going to find you---AL

A glanced over at the table where Zaria, Madison and Christopher sat again. They hadn't noticed her, though she didn't expect them to. With her brown hair and sports jacket, she blended right in with everyone else. She quickly typed in with her nimble fingers;

Good luck, honey. How will that change things, anyway? Will you hire another plumber to paralyse me, too? xxx - A

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Angel sat next to Beck at lunch, as she always did. They were the closest of the popular people.
Listen up, my bitches. I've got a challenge for you to protect your secret...well, one of them. It's pretty simple, really. All of you better be going to that party tonight -- I'm sure you all know which one I'm talking about ;) -- Because that's where the first 'task' is. All you have to do is create a scene, and your secrets will be safe. Anyone who doesn't, one of your secrets is getting out xx Don't even bother asking what I get out of this. Look on the bright side, maybe you'll know who the rest of the people getting these pretty little messages are. :* - A

Angel sighed.
Fine. Just don't hurt Jackson. Not before I get my letter from his family with his pictures. I don't want a sad letter to go in there.
Angel hit send, and tried to act like everything was normal. She couldn't be rude to anybody. Especially what she went through at her old school. But she had too. For Jackson.

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From: Angel
Fine. Just don't hurt Jackson. Not before I get my letter from his family with his pictures. I don't want a sad letter to go in there.

To: Angel
Wow, you must think me real cruel ;) I'm not that evil that I'd go after your son, don't worry, honey xxx - A

"Yeah. And I'm guess many things will happen, all different." Christopher turned his gaze back to Madison, confirming even further of his plans for them to do something together. "BUt I feel they will all need planning." Chris grabbed a fry from his tray and ate it. "Lots of planning.

A glanced over at the group. Looks like they were planning for some big 'event.'

((Short post... -_-))

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Can you at least tell me what I did to make you hate me?
A paused for a moment. What she did to make her her hate her? Alot.
Oh, please, don't get me started on that, sweetie. Curiosity is getting the better of me, who do you think I am? xxx - A


((Watching TV, but thought I should post - even if it is like the shortest post ever.))

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TIME: 6:00 pm. One Hour(s) Until Party.

A looked at herself in the mirror, studying her outfit. She was wearing denim shorts with black tights, a loose top with a jumper over it, and high converse. She had a black bag in one hand. She glanced over at the clock and groaned. Still an hour until the party. She had always been one to plan ahead...

To: All Contacts
Are you ready? ;) One more hour, and I can't wait to reveal someone's secret. If you show up, I won't have to. Hope you all have a good idea for an event. xxx - A

A slipped her phone into her bag, and went to look again in the mirror. She patted down the lumps in her hair, and straightened her messy bun. She could hear voices from downstairs, but just ignored them, as she left the room, but not before turning off the light, before shutting the door with a slight bang.

((Okay peoples! Time to post you getting ready for the party, whether that's getting changed, buying something needed for the 'scene' or whatever else you have in mind :))) <<<T riple Chin :L

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Madison sat in her room wondering what she could possibly do to create a scene at the bonfire. There was no way to get out of it now, the secrets were too important. Her phone sat on the desk charging, there hadn't been anything new from 'A' in a while. She straightened out her dress and pulled on a jean jacket before walking over and unplugging the phone.

To: Chris
Message: Hey what are we going to do tonight? Do you want to meet up or something to talk about it?

The phone buzzed a few seconds later and Madison picked it up, excited to see Chris's ideas. "Oh" she said aloud, "it's just 'A'." A little worried, she read the message: "Are you ready? ;) One more hour, and I can't wait to reveal someone's secret. If you show up, I won't have to. Hope you all have a good idea for an event. xxx - A" They didn't have an idea yet, but she hoped there would be one soon.

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Chris dropped the weight on the ground, sighing heavily. Training, oh how much he hated it. Making his way into the house, Chris exited the garage and entered the front door, surprised to find his mom already home. "Uh hi," he said, walking directly towards the stairs, not looking to start a conversation. "Hi!" His mother cheerfully said, following him and turning him to face her. When she saw his black eye, slightly swollen, her emotion downed in a second.

"How did you get that?" She spat out, her voice angry. Chris racked his mind for a lie, deciding on one and speaking it. "Soccer practice. I got hit in the eye. Don't worry" He kissed her forehead, and ran up the stairs, entering his room. Throwing his backpack on the ground, Chris pulled his phone out as it vibrated, checking his text from Madison.

From: Madison
Hey what are we going to do tonight? Do you want to meet up or something to talk about it?

He gave a small thought of what to reply, beginning to type it before his phone vibrated again, shifting the screen to a new text from A.

From: Unknown
Are you ready? ;) One more hour, and I can't wait to reveal someone's secret. If you show up, I won't have to. Hope you all have a good idea for an event. xxx - A

Alex sighed, shifting back to his talk with Madison, and simply typed out, 'Meet me at the park in five minutes. Safe to talk there.,' and then sent it, grabbing a change of clothes, putting it in his backpack and grabbing it, running down and stairs and to the kitchen. He grabbed his keys from his pocket, entering the garage and inserting the key, hoping on and turning onto the road, making his way towards the park.

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Thomas was a bit excited when Victoria told him who Zaria was. "the chick with the pink hair" Of course! He's seen her before. They've never spoken, but at least he knew who one of the 'A' people were. "Well, you're going to the party tonight, right?" Hesitantly, he responded as they walked back to 4th period. "Uh... I don't know. Maybe." Once they got back into school, he eyed Victoria momentarily before giving her his number and telling her to text him later.

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Time: 5:49 pm. Thomas' house

Thomas was a little disappointed when Zaria didn't respond to him. He wasn't sure why he asked what her secret was, and thinking back, he knew it was stupid of him to ask. Obviously she wouldn't tell anyone she didn't know... He had his music blaring on his speakers in his messy room as he sat in his rolling chair, trying to think of an 'event' to pull off at the party, tonight. It would appear that he had no way of getting out of the situation. He couldn't have anyone knowing what he's done... His darkest secrets. He shook his head, hoping to shake those thoughts from his head. Suddenly, he saw his phone light up. Walking across the room, he picked it up, seeing he had 4 messages he hadn't read yet. He scanned through the first two, them being from some girls. The 3rd one was from Seth. Yo u still comin? Sidney cant wait to see u and there gonna be fineeeee ass bitches there!!! hit mebackk Thomas wanted to laugh, but his face remained expressionless as he typed back, Yeah. I'm gettin' ready now. I'll text you when I get there. Then he saw the text from 'A'. Are you ready? ;) One more hour, and I can't wait to reveal someone's secret. If you show up, I won't have to. Hope you all have a good idea for an event. xxx - A Thomas gritted his teeth. He shoved the phone in his pocket, going to the closet and throwing [ img = http://blu.stb.s-msn.com/i/C9/62E4E2C2F ... E0C393.jpg] random clothes on. (Not the hat)[ / img ]

He slammed his bedroom door behind him, quickly walking downstairs, and into his parent's bedroom. They were both out at dinner at the moment, so he didn't have to worry about getting caught. He made his way to his father's dresser and knelt down, pulling the bottom drawer out, and reaching down, pulling out an object. Pushing the drawer closed, he walked out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him and grabbed his car keys off the kitchen counter and walked outside. Walking to his car, he thought, She wants an event? I'll give her an event, as he placed the object he got from his father's drawer within his front waistband of his jeans. A gun. Getting in the Mustang, he revved the engine and made his way to the bonfire.

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Chris chuckled at Madison's name calling, shaking his head along with her, agreeing that it was not nearly right. They walked a few more yards, pausing before the parking lot and turning to each other. "So, I'll see you there?" he heard her say, nodding his head and grinning. "But of course." Chris was slightly surprised as she got on her tip toes, kissing him on the cheek, but not extremely. They were going to have to work hard on this, and she was making a good start. He nodded his head to her as she walked towards her car, then turned around and walked to his motorcycle and hopped on, hearing the roar as it warmed up.

He made a quick stop at his house on the way to the party, quickly changing into a bathing suit. Chris made sure to pack an extra helmet for Madison. He got back on his motorcycle, taking a short cut to the party through the woods, nearly crashing into a few trees. He realized that as it got darker, it was probably smarter to stick to the main roads.

As he arrived, he toop a deep breath, parking his motorcycle close to the party for a widely observed exit. Chris made his way towards the huge groups of students already there, avoiding making direct contact and pulled out his phone; planning on making two texts.

To:'A'
You better be watching, you are in for a show.

He smirked to himself after sending this, quickly typing out the other adn sending it.

To: Madison
How late through are we going to do it?