get this party started '' bailey's b'day.

[Bailey Mitchell]

Les Deux

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27th January 8.00PM ;; Bailey's party.
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I can see her now,
Dancing round, her drink in hand.
All her baggage in tow.[/center]
Birthday parties are exciting, especially when they are you own, but right now Bailey wasn't excited at all, a little apprehensive as she sat on the squishy leather lounges of the hot LA club Les Deux. Adrian was seated beside her a bored expression on his face, or was he stoned Bailey couldn't tell with him anymore. It was weird to see the two siblings together, considering since they had moved here the amount of time they spent together had been drastically reduced. Mostly due to Bailey's recent attitude. It was nice of him though to drive her here and actually come tonight, she didn't think he would he hated the scene she was in, but she hated his whole surfer scene to. She just didn't see the appeal of sleeping in the back of a van to get up at 6.00am to have a surf and get dressed in the same crusty school uniform you wore yesterday and then head to school, only to ditch school with your equally stupid stoner friends. But hey who was Bailey to judge? Spending all her time on the weekends drinking herself stupid with her glamorous friends.

Speaking of which, she wondered where the hell they were. The BBAD girls had decided not to travel here together, mostly because things where still awkward with all of them and really who wants to be stuck in a car swapping half hearted conversation? Bailey sure as hell didn't at least not without the aid of alcohol. Hopefully tonight things would just work out, the last thing Bailey wanted was a full on trio quad war to break out on the dance floor. Pushing herself of the lounge Bailey turned to Adrian and gestured towards the inside of the club, people had been arriving for the last fifteen minutes greeting her with such fake enthusiasm that she wanted to roll her eyes and vomit, in that space of time she had received enough air kisses to last her a life time. She looked over at the presents Adrian was stacking on the table, he was shaking some and opening the envelopes people had given her that contained cash and pocketing it, Bailey let out snort of laughter and kicked at his shins before she walked inside.

The club was spacious with a classy warm interior, red leather lounges lined the walls in a 'booth' style at the small oak coffee tables between them where lit with candles, the bar was placed in the corner of the room and people where already flocking towards it like bee's to honey, oh Valkyrie kids and their booze. The music down stairs wasn't as loud as the dance-floor and Bailey could hear the base coming from upstairs where it was situated, when her Dad had showed her the club when she was picking out a venue she loved the balcony it was all lit up and wrapped around half the building.

Letting out a sigh, Bailey ran her hand through her hair and stood at the bar to get a drink, fucking teenage alcoholic in the making. Hang on why the hell was she even standing in line to buy herself a drink at her party, no not on. People should be buying drinks for her. Spotting a weedy looking blonde guy who she assumed went to Valkyrie she snapped her fingers in front of him and raised a brow at him "Hey kid, it's kind of my birthday so guess what?" she clasped her hands together and pushed him towards the bar "You get to buy me a drink how lucky are you?, Yay" she gave him an enthusiastic nod and then pointed at one of the red lounges, before leaving him to get her a drink.

This was exciting, really wow the party was just off the chain right now. Not. Leaning back on the lounge Bailey scanned the room a bored expression on her face as blondie walked over to her drinks in hand, oh he got her two what champion. "Ooh, you got me two your amazing....really." She grabbed the two glasses from him and sipped from one of them, vodka and orange juice. How original Bailey looked up at random who stood and looked at her, scrunching up her face she pointed towards a lounge on the other side of them room "Um you can go now." she placed the other glass in front of her and bought the other to her mouth shooing him away.

Really bring on the excitement please, it's time to show LA what Valkyrie is made of. [/size]
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[scott]

• m a l i n d a s •
tell the dj to play my song
& we can dance all night
'til the early morning
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les deux in los angeles
bailey's birthday party
saturday, january 27, 2007
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"I don't feel like going anymore." Samantha said to Brianna. "Is this because you actually don't want to go, or because you don't want to bump into Paolo?" Brianna asked. She was going to Bailey's birthday party even if Samantha didn't but she had to know why Sam wasn't going. "No, I just want to stay home, watch some TV and maybe listen to some songs. I'm sure there's something that describes a guy cheating on a girl and that girl not being able to getting over it. The girl just wants to get back with him but she knows she can't because she can't trust him anymore. Yeah, I’ll look for something like that. Have fun at the party." Brianna and Samantha were currently in Sam's room, and Sam had just fallen back onto her bed. "I'll just stay home and try not to think about P- I mean, uh, him." Heh, yeah right. She wouldn't be able to stop thinking about Paolo. "I'll just forget about how I thought my life was perfect for once..Forget about how I thought I found the perfect guy that was different from all the others...Forget about how I was wrong and that I'll probably never find the right guy."

"There's the answer to my question." Brianna said. "I'm not going to let you do that Sam. You are going to that party and you're going to have a good time. You'll find someone better than him. So, get ready." Of course, Sam didn't just go on and do that. Instead she said, her voice slightly cracking, "But I don't want to go. I'm probably just going to break down and make a fool of myself...I just want to stay home until Monday when I have to go to school. I don't want to go. Please don't make me go." Yeah, like Brianna was going to take 'No' for an answer. Samantha needed help. "Hah, not going to happen. If you're not going, I'm going to call Paolo and make him come over here." And with that, Samantha got up [quite reluctantly, I might add] and started getting ready. "Poor girl." Brianna said to herself. Hopefully this party could get things off Samantha's mind. Brianna, who just wanted to have fun, was thinking of changing some of her plans just to help Sam deal with it all. She was feeling a little extra kind today. Suddenly, the sound of their bell was heard. "Scott? Can you get that? I need to finish getting ready!" Assuming that Scott was going to answer the door, Brianna continued getting ready.

Scott quickly walked down the stairs and opened the door to see Nikki and Natalie. "Are you ready for your first real party in Valkyrie?" Nikki asked Scott - She didn't really expect an answer. She and Natalie stepped into the estate. "I never really wanted to go anyways. You made me go so I don't think it matters if I'm ready or not." Scott replied to Nikki, closing the door. "True, true. Well, are you ready to go to this event that I'm forcing you to go to?" Nikki asked. "Yeah, but the girls aren't. Brianna's busy trying to pick out some outfit and she just got Sam to go. And now I have to wait another two hours for them to finish. Why didn't you make Aaron or Faith go?" Nikki was about to answer, but Natalie spoke first. "Because they actually have real excuses why they can't go. Unlike you who thought that we were so stupid that we would believe that you had 'Giraffe Pox'. You really should learn more about females." Scott laughed a little and said, "The only 'female' in my home was my mother. How was I suppose to know how intelligent girls really were?" Nikki then said, "Well, by actually getting to know a girl when you have a girlfriend. Plus, you should already know that us girls are more intelligent than you." Obviously, she wasn't being to harsh and was more like joking around. "Would you believe me if I told you I had 'Cheetah Pox'?" Natalie asked, trying to make a point, but she thought about it for a second and then added, "Actually, I think you might."

Scott was about to say something to defend himself [and his gender], but Brianna came down saying, "We're ready! But Sam's still acting like someone died." Samantha followed Brianna but although she was dressed nicely and looked gorgeous, you didn't really notice to much of it because of her face. There wasn't a smile to complete her 'look'. "Aw, Sam. Still thinking about Paolo?" Natalie asked. "P-P-Paolo?" Samantha repeated, her voice cracking. A tear rolled down her face but she didn't even bother to wipe it off. The girl knew that she had to be strong. She couldn't be like this at the party. People would think that she was crazy. "I don't think you should say his name." Nikki whispered to Natalie. Scott couldn't handle all this 'drama'. They weren't even at the party yet! So, trying to get out of all of this, Scott said, "Let's go have some fun and go to this party! There's a limo outside. Sorry to anyone that wanted to ride a motorcycle instead." At the sound of the word 'motorcycle', Samantha looked up with those sad eyes. "M-Motorcycle? P-P-Paolo had a motorcycle." And right when Sam realized she had said Paolo, she said it again. "Paolo.." Brianna who just couldn't deal with this right now [even when feeling extra nice today] spoke, "To the limo!"

After many long minutes of trying to cheer up Samantha, the other Malindas just turned out the music and tried to have fun before they got to the party. Some songs made Sam even more upset [because of the lyrics] and so they would have to change the song every now and then. It wasn't too big of a deal because everyone knew what Samantha was going through. She would get over it eventually- that's what they all figured. Even though they were in the same vehicle, some were texting each other so they wouldn't have to hear Samantha feel bad again. It's not that they were annoyed [except Scott], but they just didn't want to make the girl feel more worse than she already was. As time passed, they all were in Los Angeles. Les Deux was certainly one nice place - all of the Malindas had to admit that. Most of them already had something they wanted to do. Nikki was looking for Amanda because she wanted Scott to meet someone in Valkyrie. Scott was fine with that because he didn't know anyone here anyways. Natalie was outdoors and looking out to the night. She was waiting a few minutes and then she was going to look for Mark. The two had said they would meet here. Brianna really just came here for the fun of it, but she decided to be with Sam for the beginning part of the day. Then Sam was on her own. Currently, Sam was on the couch just upset and Brianna was trying to cheer her up.

Long night? Pretty much.

[Anne Lévesque]

anne r♥ lévesque

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that heny and cola got me like a soldier
she ready for rover i couldnt control her

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saturday janurary 27th 2007 - a crazy night

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A fantastic night ahead to finish off one hell of an amazing month. Seriously, since summer, this had been the best month for Anne. Barely any drama except for finding out Daphne had been lying to her for three years and that she had a twin sister. But when she explained all this to Oscar Lyon, her current boyfriend, he put it in a perspective. She was still her best friend, and she had been convinced she would get over it.. well.. she did. As for that Sacha girl? Anne thought she was adorable, but seemed to notice a bit that Daphne didn't take a liking to her 'long lost twin'. That would be undeniably true, for Anne wouldn't be too happy to find a twin of herself in a hotter, french style prancing around Valkyrie ready to be the new totally rad foreign chick. You know, like the girl from American Pie.

Yet, did Anne care about any of that shit? Hell no. Sure, when she had found out about everything, which all came out so fast and suddenly, of course she reacted. Not reacting would simply yell to the world that she wasn't whom she was. Anne didn't like poor people. Period and wait no, scratch that. Anne hated poor people, unless they provided special qualities. When she was single, she sometimes allowed the hot Shak boys to excite her, but that was it. So, what was keeping Anne from tearing Daphne's head off for being poor? Because Daphne was the one whom had been there with her through everything. And despite that usually Anne had no heart for that kind of sympathy, Oscar seemed to keep her on the right track. She had just needed the time to steam off, and now that she had done so, she was ready to par-tay.

The only problem? One, it was Los Angeles, for while Valkyrie was persuasively crazy, this was L.A. It may be called the city of angels, but all those angels were only in disguise as star studded devils. Secondly, there was going to be a lot of alcohol involved. She wasn't quite sure whom the designated driver was, but by the time she took a second swig of the rum bottle while driving over to the club, she knew she'd just have to.. focus.. on the way back. Thirdly, which was somewhat related to the second, Oscar was not going to go. Anne had known ever since Oscar reluctantly yet luckily offered to go to Homecoming with her that parties weren't his scene. To Anne, whenever she brought Oscar to an A-list party, he got an uncomfortable apprehensive look on his face, like he knew he didn't belong, but that he was better than them. Like he should be at home talking with Penny Carter. Barf.

So yes, Anne was sure she would never do anything to betray Oscar's trust when being totally hammered, which she knew she was steps closer to as she approached a parking spot near Les Deux. Was it too cheesy to say that she simply wanted to get drunk with him instead of having this unnerving paranoia? Because let's be honest, when Anne gets drunk, she gets drunk. Examples? Bonfire, Halloween party, Las Vegas or hell, whom was she kidding? She was a Quad girl, they were known for this. Taking her third swig of the rum, she tucked it away in her purse. If anything, she'd like to just let go tonight. No more thoughts about how fucked up her family was for treating her mansion like an adoption center, (first Garrett, now Elena), no thoughts about Jason, no thoughts about what she may end up doing. For as she tightened her thin light blue cardigan around her shining sequin cocktail dress, gripping Bailey's present, she just remembered to always have fun. She intended on doing so.

Anne walked into the club, glancing around. The dim lighting, very bohemian.. Anne liked it. Very chic. She smirked as she found Bailey holding two drinks, sitting near Adrian. "BAILEYY." Anne said in a girly squeal like most girls do when they are slightly drunk and excited to see the princess of the birthday whom just happened to be their best friend. She ran over and gave her a fake kiss on each cheek, a very European way of greeting if you were to ask me. "Happy fucking 18th - oooh you got me a drink?" Anne teased, but wasn't really kidding. Bailey may be the princess tonight, but that didn't mean she couldn't share. Placing Bailey's gift, (N°19 Chanel perfume with a J12 Haut Joaillerie watch. Probably more expensive than a Shak girl's closet) on the table in front. Then, taking the drink, she took a sip. Orange juice with vodka. Ew. She scrunched up her face, as she shook her head. "Like, ew. Who gave this to you? You have way more class than this to drink.. orange juice." Anne then glanced over at the moping pair of Samantha and Brianna Malinda. Both broken hearts, mending over the wrong people. Anne heard about Coco and Paolo, mainly from Jason whom ironically was breaking Brianna's more and more.

"I am sooo ready to dance. Stupid Lyon isn't coming. I need a drinnk." Anne said, smirking a devilish gaze as she walked over to the bar, ordering a Skyy Vodka. Oh yes, let's get this party started.[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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so...

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[Daphne Hayes]

carpoolers.
Hayes, Truelove, &Turner.
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Les Deux - - January 27
were we come from isn't all that great
my automobile is a piece of crap
my fashion sense is a little wack
& my friends are just as screwy as me
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"So, Riley. Why are you going to Bailey's party again?" Daphne Hayes piped up from behind the passenger's seat in Riley's four-door pontiac. Why was Daphne Hayes getting a ride to LA with Riley? Oh, she wasn't the only one. No, Lucy Truelove was putting some lipgloss on next to her and Riley's cousin, Bevin was sitting in front of Daphne. And it was weird that all of them knew each other pretty well. Well, Daphne wasn't that good of friends with Bevin, but she was good friends with Reed, and Riley was always around. And of course, Lucy had to be one of her closest friends besides the other quad girls. Speaking of, they all decided that day to just find their own way down. Weird for four girls that were always seen together. So, Daphne had called Lucy to get a ride down with her, who Lucy said she was getting a ride down with Riley and Bevin. "I am going to get some of my stuff at my roommate's place I left behind before I moved here," Riley said looking at Daphne through the rearview. Daphne honestly didn't think it was just because of getting his stuff back. She had a feeling it was because of the blonde beside him who, from what she was saying before, she'd never been to Los Angeles. That was what gave it away. It was obvious that her parents' wouldn't let her go unless the twenty-one year old cousin who lived in LA for a bit, was going with her. Daphne sighed and rolled her head back on the head rest. As much as she was excited to go to this party, she kinda felt like it would be the same old same old thing just in a different city. What was the one thing she wanted right now? To be happy. To bad for this Quad girl, she wasn't going to get it tonight.

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Lucy was staring at herself hard in her compact. Sure, only if she was able to see herself for about five seconds as the car drove under the lamposts on the highway, she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. He wasn't interested in a girlfriend right now. Pft, aka, you're not good enough. After the confrontation at the restaurant...she wouldn't say she was ignoring Luke, basically her best friend. She just...maybe she was a little bit avoiding him at school. Right now, he said he wasn't interested. Lucy decided that then she wasn't going to wait around until he was. So, the way she decided on this was maybe getting to know some people outside of the Valkyrie box. As in, the locals of Los Angeles. Lucy got all dressed up in a slinky yet not trashy dress and thought that she needed to find someone that would take her mind off of Luke. "Hey Luce. Why isn't your brother going?" Riley asked her as the car rolled along, edging closer to their destination. Lucy closed her compact and giggled, "You're kidding, right? Freddy has no means of going back if he isn't going to be signed." She shrugged and leaned over to see out the front window. She could see the lights of the city and it made her excited. "Oh, he didn't want to come here to sleep with the LA girls?" Lucy was taken aback by the blonde she never really talked to, but she was Riley's weird boyish cousin, say something. "Excuse me?" Lucy said in a 'who the fuck do you think you are?' tone. Obviously the Bevin girl caught up on it and Lucy saw her look down in her lap and shake her head, "Oh, I'm sorry...I've just heard stories..." Lucy heard Daphne cover her mouth in a giggle and Lucy sat back against the chair. Funny how Riley would rather stay out of girlfights, even if they involved our little cousin. "Whatever. I'm sure all the stories you've heard are true. Anyways, he's probably slept with every dripping vagina here anyway."

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"Oookayy," Riley said, widening his eyes and cocking his head to the side as he continued to watch the road. Soon they would be in Los Angeles and Riley could drop the girls off as he went to his old roommate's to get some stuff. Yup, Riley was officially moving back to Valkyrie, transferring to the University, and figure out somethings. But right now, he was eager to drop the three other ones at Les Deux. Because drinking, hooking up, and dripping vaginas was not really a topic Riley preferred to talked about. He heard Lucy and Daphne snicker behind him and he side-glanced at Bevin who was looking directly at him with the boredest espression and her eyes read 'why did we have to take them?' When his uncle, Brady, called him one day and told him about Bevin wanting to go to this party in LA, he wouldn't let her go unless Riley acted as her chaperone. Riley said yes, and Bevin was able to go. But, he was sure, this was not how she imagined the car ride to be. After about another half hour of navigating through Los Angeles traffic, he pulled up to Les Deux where dozens of kids were filling into. "Thanks, Riley. Oh. I don't need a ride home. I think I have one." Daphne said as she swung open the door and got out. "Yeah," Lucy said as she punched him in the shoulder, "Thanks, Riles."

[/color] As Lucy was crawling towards the door Daphne had opened, Riley grabbed Bevin's elbow, "Hey, I'll be back soon. So, when I get back-" Bevin opened the door and got out. She leaned back into the car so he could see his face. "Alright. I'll be fine."

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Bevin stepped onto the sidewalk as Riley drove off. She knew Lucy and Daphne really didn't like her, but honestly Bevin really didn't like those type of girls anyway. "Well, I feel a little underdressed. Guess I didn't get the memo." Her meledious Irish accent drifted over to Lucy and Daphne who hadn't entered the club yet. Bevin shoved her hands into her short jean shorts as Lucy gave her this disgusted look. "Heh, right. Of course you didn't." Her words were as cold as her narrowed eyes and Bevin just buried her hands deeper in her pockets. She looked over at Daphne who, Bevin thought, looked a little shocked at what Lucy had said. But before Bevin believed it, Daphne turned her head and said, "I need a drink." Before Lucy could tag along, Daphne was already heading inside. Lucy rolled her eyes at Daphne bobbing brunette hair weaving between people. "She is such an alcoholic...Tragic, isn't it?"[/b] Before Bevin could even say anything Lucy continued, "Bye Devon."[/color] Lucy said giving her a wave. "It's Bevin."[/color] But Bevin was sure Lucy didn't hear her as Lucy walked over to some boy and his friends. Bevin didn't recognize them, but there could be boys she's never seen at Valkyrie. Lucy made some small talk with one and after a few minutes and she latched arms with one and they entered together. Bevin pulled some hair behind her ears and entered with a stream of people. She felt a little out of place, but she hoped she'd find some people she knew. To her amazement, she already saw Daphne lounging on one of the couches, finishing one of her drinks already. Couldn't she find her fabulous friends? Like the birthday girl? Guess Lucy was right on the alcoholism. Speaking of Lucy, she was already on the dance floor with the group of guys she 'arrived' with. So, Bevin decided just to sit at the edge of the bar, slightly hunched over as she stared at the crowd, looking for a familiar face. Whoo...party.
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[amanda]

THE SUMMITTS
let me break the ice
allow me to get you right
won't you warm up to me
baby, I can make you feel
hot, hot, hot

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The Summitt Residence had been, to say the least, a very busy place over the last few weeks. It seemed that everybody was living in their own little world, and everybody's own little world was cram-packed with drama. Despite them all living in the same house, one could potentially go days without truly speaking or making conversation with one another. Tonight, however, six out of the eight Summitts were attending Miss Bailey Mitchell's eighteenth birthday party along with none other than Laura Stillings who had been staying with them for as long as she needed to.

Jessica, one of the two Summitts who was not attending the party, had never been one to attend these type of events. She enjoyed her alcohol now and then, but being in the presence of others getting completely smashed and grinding on whoever was near them just wasn't her idea of a good time- especially when it was all to celebrate some alcoholic quad-girl she had never even met before. It was during events like these that she and Mark had gotten closest as the city seemed deserted because the majority of it's teenage population was off drinking away their troubles. But now she had the pregnancy and the fact that she had recently slept with Mark's best friend weighing her down, so when Luke mentioned to her that there was still room in the limo to the party, she simply just laughed in his face and closed her door. Alessia, the other Summitt who wasn't attending, was out of town with her co-worker Zack Holtz. And even if she was in town, there was still a good chance that she wouldn't have been interested. As a college graduate student, going to high school parties didn't seem like the best way to occupy her time anymore. But the rest of them, Amanda, Luke, Talan, Julia, Wilbert, and Manny, were all looking to have an amazing time.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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TALAN & JULIA

"You both look amazing" Talan said with a small smile and a nod as he complimented both Julia and Laura on their appearances for the night. The three of them had been waiting in the foyer for about 10 minutes already, as the three of them seemed to be the only ones attending the party that night with any sense of time. The party technically started in about 15 minutes, and they had an hour drive ahead of them, not including picking up Manny and Wilbert from Alessia's apartment. "Thanks" Julia said with a small smile, "Amanda picked this dress out for me earlier. She said it looked totally cute on me, so I couldn't refuse". Talan raised his eyebrows a bit and nodded his head, of course. He had noticed, just as everybody else had, that Julia was finally starting to warm up to Valkyrie, and learning Amanda's ways while doing so. She was much more comfortable talking to people, flirting with boys, and she started spending much more time on her appearance. Now, Talan loved all of his cousins, don't get him wrong, but he knew just as well as everybody else that another Amanda was not what Valkyrie needed. And even though he doubted that her transformation would go as far as to produce another Amanda, he was still sad to see her change from the quiet, innocent girl she had so obviously been when she first arrived.

As Julia pulled out her cell phone to reply to a text message she had recieved, Talan turned to Laura and smiled "So, I haven't been to a club in a while. I'm expecting that you're gonna teach me some of your dance moves. I know you have some, Stillings" God, she was so beautiful. It wasn't just her appearance either; she was just such an amazing person that Talan couldn't help himself from falling head over heels for her. "All I really have is the" he moved in a wave-like motion and then grinned. She wasn't like other girls he had met recently- she was so down to earth, and he felt completely comfortable around her. Finally,just as they had begun talking, Luke and Amanda finally made their way down the stairs.

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LUKE & AMANDA

"You sure you're invited, Manda? Last time I checked you didn't have the greatest rep with the Trio girls, or whatever they are now" a smirk was placed on Luke's lips as he adjusted his hat while walking down the large staircase which lead to the center of the house and the foyer, "and you really needa learn to get ready faster. It's rude to always have people waiting for you" he smirked once again as he was really just trying to get on her nerves. "Oh, shut the fuck up, Luke. Crashing their lame parties is practically a hobby for me now" she smiled as she referred to the last party she crashed at the Levesque Mansion. It was one of her darker moments, but it resulted in her humiliating Daphne, and escaping with Jason. So, maybe it wasn't that bad after all. "And please, you take just as long as I do. Hmm, is that why things didn't work out between you and Kelsey? Because she realized your gay?" Amanda gave her devilous smirk and walked into the Foyer where Julia, Talan, and Laura were standing. It was a low blow seeing that Luke was having trouble getting over miss Lewington, but he would get over it. "Whoo! Whose ready to get drunk and make some bad choices? huh?"Amanda threw her arms up in the air and danced around a bit, trying to liven up the pre-party atmosphere. "Me!?" Julia raised her hand, jumping onto whatever bandwagon Amanda was on, as she always did.

"Wow, Laura" Luke raised his eyebrows as he reached the group, "you're lookin' smokin' as usual. Maybe if you get this one drunk enough" he motioned to Talan, "he'll grow the balls to actually make a move on you so you guys can get out of this awkward phas-" Luke would have continued, but Talan cleared his throat and then said, "So, the limos outside. We should probably go pick up Manny and Wilbert, hm?" Luke offered them smile which eluded to the fact that he was joking before, although everybody in the room knew that he wasn't. "Yeah, yeah. Let's bounce." It wasn't before long that the five of them exited the Summitt Estate, jumped into the limo, and rode to pick the other two at Alessia's apartment.

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WILBERT & MANNY

"I met your friend Oliver," Manny's voice was a bit soft as the two awkwardly sat together on the couch waiting for the limo to come, "he seems really nice" she offered a small smile and a head nod. "Yeah, well, that's probably because he's the fucking man. He can probably like run seven-thousand miles if he tried. I mean, I really don't know why he doesn't get laid more. If I was a girl I'd be all on that if you know what I mean. After Luke, of course. And then myself. Yeah, he'd be like the third guy I'd be all over if I was girl. I'd be such a fucking hot girl if I was a girl. I'd probably go to like second base all the time with myself if you know what I mean" he chuckled and turned to wink at her. "Heh, uhhh" she heard the beep of a horn outside of their house and immediately rose from her seat, "I think they're here!"

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les deux

Once Manny and Wilbert joined everybody else in the limo, it was off to Los Angeles for a night of drinks, dancing, and unavoidable drama. After an hour or so of idle chatter with eachother, they finally arrived. Amanda was the first one to exit the limo, and she rushed into the club leaving all others behind. The club was pretty full by the time they got there, but she still managed to find Nikki and her cousin, or whoever he was, pretty easily. "Hey, Sexy" she said giving Nikki a hug and practically ignoring her cousin, "ditch the dead weight, we're going dancing" she said with her usual smirk.

Her brother Luke, was the second to get out of the limo, and of course Wilbert wasn't far behind. "Dude, Luke. Let me be your wingman tonight, seriously! I won't let you down. We can grind on like every single pussy that walks past. I swear, I'm like so ready." And as usual, Luke gave his cousin a look of disgust, "Whatever," he rolled his eyes and made sure that he was at least a pace or two in front of Wilbert as they entered the club. Truth be told, Luke wasn't exactly amped for night. Girls, booze, dancing- he loved it all, but he also knew that he was going to see Lucy there. After their last meeting Luke was so hung up on her, but he just couldn't handle another relationship this soon. Especially one in which he would lose his best friend if he fucked it up. He had never been used to seeing Lucy with other guys, becuase usually it was just them when they hung out, but he knew that he was going to see her with other girls that night, and he knew it was going to suck. They had only been in the club for about ten minutes when Luke spotted her, already dancing with other guys, but all Luke could do was down a few vodka shots and hope to find a girl to take his mind off his current problems.

Julia and Manny stood together awkwardly outside of the club before deciding to enter together. Neither of them had made any plans for the night, and although they were merely acquaintences, they both preferred eachothers company over being alone. Or with Wilbert. And finally, Talan and Laura exited the limo and made their way into the club. "So are you drinking tonight?" Talan asked casually as they made their way over towards the bar, "'Cause if you are, the first one's on me". He offered her a gentle smile and then looked out into the masses of people that had gathered in celebration for Bailey, or just to get drunk off their asses.

It looked to be a fun night, but we all know what kind of drama a few drinks can bring.

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[juliepiner]

bailey's bash at les deux
do you ever wonder why
this music gets you high?
it takes you on a ride
you feel it when your body starts to r o c k

A shivering female hopped out of an ice cold pool with other swimmers and wrapped a dry towel around her. A bleak look was on her face, it was obvious she was tired and ready to get out. After gulping a few sips of water down, Julie scurried towards the girls' locker room. There would be none of her usual lollygagging today, she had places to go and people to see. Julie had never been much of a party animal, only attending those she was invited to in high school. Most of those were in which of her close friends, and they usually consisted of the same people, all people she was comfortable with. Also known as her fellow straight edge friends. Don’t get me wrong, they had a ton of fun together, just not exactly in the way most high school students did. Those very few times she was the only one out of her little circle of friends that went to a party, she always felt sort of out place. Being hardly the only one not drinking or going in a private room and having sex was a little weird. That feeling only increased when she lost that comfort zone of her friends and entered the real world, the college world. The first four or five months of college, Julie failed to attend a single party. However once she met Riley, she started to loosen back up and started going out more. It was a blast, until the long distance thing stopped working.

After she had finished changing out her swimsuit, Julie stuffed her things into her bag before heading out of the pool complex and driving back over to her apartment, only to get wet again as she hopped in the shower. She washed the chlorine out of her hair and applied a heavy conditioner, hoping her hair wouldn’t look damaged or dry as it sometimes did; caused by the heavy amount of chlorine her hair endured. An hour later, she was finally dressed, chlorine-free, and ready to go. Now why was she attending a high school party if she was in college you might ask? Well, the more and more practice she got going out, she better she’d be at it. Thankfully now being a sophomore, she’d had a bit more experience in the partying area and was a bit more comfortable with it. Oh and of course, Sebastian was going. Ah, Seb. The man who drove her crazy. Not in a romantic or crush-like sense, but a surprisingly almost sexual sense, like a lust. The two were close friends and they flirted quite a bit, but nothing had happened yet. Julie wasn’t really expecting anything to happen, but hey if she got to look at him and steal a dance with him, she’d be happy.

Taking one last glance in the mirror to make sure everything was in place, JULIE stepped out of her car and walked at a steady pace towards Les Deux. Once inside, she smiled as she admired the decor of the place. It was decked out, fit for an over the top birthday party. Her attention was caught by a young blonde female, who she almost immediately recognized. It was Riley's cousin, whom she'd met maybe once. Not being able to wonder if Riley was here, she looked around the girl to see if Riley was nearby. Negative. Hm, good. Well, she wouldn't mind running into him, it'd be good to see him, but it might be a little awkward. After one last glance near that area, she turned away and slipped into the crowd.

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[everett]

tito,,

jason,,

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It’s on, it’s on, it’s on and I’m home
get the patrone on and tell them that it's on [/center][/size][/i]

“So you see, this chick was already on her knees, and I whipped my python out, and she was all, ‘AHH!’, and I was all, ‘OOH!’, and then we both went “ahhh” and that was what happened to me last night.

[/b]” Tito said, giving hand, hip, and face gestures when he spoke – the entire package.

“I see, you’re quite the manwhore, aren’t you, Mr. Haymer? Should I warn any of my students about thee and your ‘phython’?” Jason said, a slight smirk on his face as he continued to keep his eyes on the road as they sped down in the sleek sports car.

Tito’s smile widened as he finally slipped on his seatbelt. ”Now would we really want to deny them the most pleasure they’ll probably ever experience in their short lives, Mr. Everett?”Tito giggled a little bit – it was obvious that he was a tad bit high, or maybe it had just become a habit of his to giggle now. I wish it was true, Jason though, accepting the truth that Tito was high.

“Enough stupidity. Now tell me, where you invited or not? I was, because Bailey’s one of my…more…”interested students, but you’re in college, Tito. There’s no possible way you were invited, unless Bailey’s brother is a old chap of yours? Jason said, a bit dumbfounded at how Tito said he was invited, which was probably not true, but Tito wasn’t the one to lie – Jason knew that much.

Tito couldn't help but smirk at Jason's question as he threw out a egg out of the window, hitting a old lady on the back. Jason muttered a curse underneath his breath and looked at his rearview window to make sure the old lady was injured critically. Turning his attention back to the road, he wondered when Tito got the time to get the eggs, or where did he pull them from? Not thin air, that much was obvious. "Of course, dawg, you don't think I was invited? I run these parts, son, you'll find out it about pretty soon when you horny one night and you go to tenth street and they ask if you're related to me and you get the best night of your life. Bailey's one of the chicks that want to lay me, as far as her brother goes, that fool come to me for drugs, so he owe me. You'll thank me later." Tito said, somehow managing to keep a straight face.

Jason licked his teeth as he found Tito's answer very ...stupid, as always, but when he did expect anything less than that? But the whole Bailey thing might have been possible, Tito was quite the manwhore that got around with the high school chicks, which should have been considered rape, but when the girls consented to it, it wasn't exactly rape. "As you say, cousin, as you say. Oh, and make sure we get out by 1:00, because we have to pick up Tyler and Chace from their 'program' thing they've talked so much about, okay? We musn't be late or they'll be without a ride, and we can't allow our poor cousins to walk home at this time of night. And I trust that Tyler might rip someone's head off if we don't get there on time, being the rebel he's proven to be." Jason said, after checking his watch to make sure they were right on time. Tito nodded, and for the rest of the ride, Tito just sang along to the radio while Jason tried his best to keep his eyes on the road.

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Jason walked in, Tito trailed closely behind him, taking in the entire site. Both of them were slightly...amazed at the beauty of the place. Jason, because this was his first club that he had been to while being in America, and Tito, because of all the hot chicks floating around all over the place. Of course, neither of them stated this out loud, but they knew what the other was thinking - they were cousins, after all. Tito asked Jason to buy him a drink, and Jason knew that Tito didn't drink and he agreed. Tito, he skipped off onto the second floor and began to dance. Jason walked around, looking at all the familiar faces from school. Some acted like they knew him, while other females tried to hit on him. Of course, he didn't go with the flow, and continued to flow after telling the girls he was married. Finally, he saw what he was looking for - Bailey. She was sitting down not too far away from him, apparently annoyed by all of the people wishing her happy birthday with fake smiles. Well, of course. Walking towards her, he pulled a envelope out from his inner coat pocket, and held it in his hands and got in line. Finally, it was his turn after a while of watiting, and when he walked up to Bailey, he held out the envelope."For my favorite person at Valkyrie Academy. I would have just left it in that pile over there, but I'd rather you recieve it from my hands. Happy birthday, Bailey Mitchell, and may there be many more in your life. At least the line's stopped, that's a good thing, right? And good evening, sir, I presume you're her brother? It's a pleasure to finally meet you.[/b]"

Meanwhile, Tito was dancing his ass off, often getting up behind one girl or the other, feeling up on her, then going to the next. After a short while, he returned downstairs, and looked around for Jason. Ah, there he was. Holding out an envelope towards the birthday girl, he was obviously talking to her about something. Tito wasn't exactly invited, so he ducked out of view, and made his way towards the bar. He ordered a drink, and after showing his fake I.D., looked around and saw that he was standing to some girl who was a lot smaller than he was. He recognized her immediately. "[/color]Well, well, Miss Anne Leveq- Something. How are we doing tonight? No date? Perhaps that means I get the pleasure of finally dancing with ya.Tito said as he took a sip of his drink and looked at Anne.

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[jason]

j a s o n
praying for love in a lap dance
and paying in naivety,
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After news of this party had spread to him, he had spent quite some time trying to decided wither or not he actually wanted to go. Jason had never really been too much of a party animal (except for a few years ago...but that's another story) but, he soon decided that yeah, maybe it would be fun to get off his ass and go to one of the parties of Valkyrie for once. It had been a while anyway since the seventeen year old had actually gone out and had a "good time", if you will. Finally, after that decision had been made, he jumped up off his bed and headed right for the shower in order to clean himself up and just get gorgeous for the party. Ha. What a way to put it.

The teen had spent all of twenty minutes in the shower before he climbed up, wrapping a plush white towel around his waist as he hopped around his dorm, looking for just that right perfect outfit. Because, well, Jason Barker would probably never admit it out loud, but there was one thing that keep swirling around in the back of his mind. The seventeen year old was wishing, hoping, praying, that maybe, just maybe tonight he could get lucky. Sex wasn't something that was always on his mind like some of his peers who were the same gender (or opposite for that matter) but, he was a seventeen year old boy. Who happened to have, like most boys his age, raging hormones. So, from time to time, it was nice just to have a quick, meaningless fuck.

After sliding into a rather nice-yet casual looking suite, he gave himself a quick look over in the mirror, trying to decided that if the Jason he was about to go and present looked good enough. The male ran long fingers through his chocolate brown colored hair, turning his head to the side slightly, and giving himself a rather seductive look. He shook his head, smiling a bit at his own stupidity before deciding that yeah, he looked good enough this evening. With that, he took hold of his car keys, put on his shoes as he left the dorm and started on his journey to LA.

The drive wasn't long at all, and it wasn't until Jason was almost there when he started to actually question his coming to this party. Fuck, he didn't even know Baily Mitchell, the birthday girl, and he didn't even know any of the girls' close friends. He only knew of her. Oh well, maybe he could use this time now to get to know this girl? Yep, that was how it was going to have to go...becuase there was no way he was going to turn this car around now. The teen let his tongue flicker out across his rose colored lips as he found himself a place to park in front of the building. Slowly, Jason pulled the keys out of the ignition, as he got out of the car, wandering up to the building.

When he stepped inside, to say the least, Jason was blown away just by...everything. Even though he did attend the very same school that this girl did, he knew that his parties would never be as decadent as this one was, and he would only wish that his eighteenth birthday party would be just half the magnitude of this one. He tucked his hands into his pockets as he started to move through the crowd...two things lingering in his mind, one being that he would find someone that he at least kind of sort of knows, and well that at the end of the evening he wouldn't end up making a complete ass of himself.

[Jason Lévesque]

coco anne jason

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that heny and cola got me like a soldier
she ready for rover i couldnt control her

( clothes )

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saturday janurary 27th 2007 - a crazy night

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A familiar BMW raced down the freeway as the infamous Jason Lévesque and Coco Lehoux carpooled to Bailey Mitchell's party. The night was young and so were they as the wind whipped into the smoky leather with Coco's window slightly open. It was an interesting sight, watching such a unique pair as these two devils. For there in the passenger seat sat a girl legend of blonde hair and sexual appetites most men couldn't handle. Head leaning back, her curls cascading on her shoulder blades and tiny puffs of a cigarette filtering into the car. Cigarette or blunt smoke was simply oxygen for Jason and Coco. And driving was Jason, whom was already a bit on the tipsy side (creepily like his sister had been when driving there) and kept only one hand on the wheel. The other was skimming through his new Blackberry - iPhones were for fags. His surprised stare was caught by his partner in crime.

"What are you looking at? Porn? Come on, that cunt looks like the same old thing.. you should be used to it." Coco said apprehensively, peering to see Jason watching sex on his phone. Videos on phones, what was next. Jason smirked, almost chuckling as he shook his head. "Coco darling, don't be so fucking naive. That was Haley Summers." Coco gave him a slow glance, raising her tiny plucked eyebrows. She then chuckled with him, but yet, their reactions weren't as shocked as a lot of their peers would be. You see, Jason and Coco had seen it all, and seeing such an.. innocent girl such as Haley Summers drunkenly suckered into being in a sex tape? Come on, it was bound to be one of the pansies in Valkyrie that would fall into the trap. But honestly, Coco and Jason were prepared to give their kudos to whomever sent it. Okay that was a lie, only Jason. Why? Because Coco already knew who did it. And let's just say she was proud to say that it was the irresistible sex machine, Freddy Truelove.

How did Coco know? It would be cool to say it was female instinct, but in all actuality, after they had another afternoon filled with screaming orgasms and tonsil hockey, he mentioned it. Of course, she had shared a blunt, so the man was willing to share everything. Give a man a hot naked girl and a blunt and they'd share their deepest secrets. Jason, however, was planning on finding out if Haley could do all this for real one time, for she seemed a bit.. flexible. He smirked at the thought if Anne ever found out that he did it with the new internet porn star of Valkyrie. Maybe she'd be happy, maybe she wouldn't. At this point, Jason didn't give a rat/Hayes ass what Anne thought. And that's what he reminded himself as he shoved his Blackberry back in his pocket and took another swig. Just like his sister had done as they parked.

"Les Deux huh? Well, I'll give Bailey this, she has style." So, were Coco and Jason invited to this shindig? Good question. Jason was hated among Bailey and most of the Quad, given the exception of Bella of course. He was constantly reminded how much Bailey despised him - but he felt deep down she wanted to rub herself against him. Just give it time. Then, there was of course the possibility of seeing Brianna. He hadn't seen her since the pool with Xavier Street. She had picked him, but at what price? He ended up sleeping with Bella, and didn't even know where he stood with Malinda. As far as he was concerned, he liked both B's, but they were so full of drama. He only wanted a couple things in life, but drama wasn't one of them. Especially high school cliche puppy dog triangles of love. Hell fucking no. And soon, the duo entered Les Deux, smirking with delight. They'd party alright. For Coco was already finding unsuspecting men and sitting on their laps, making them order her drinks. Jason was on the prowl for any woman of that sort, maybe make Bailey dance with him as her birthday present. She'd be pleased to have him as a present, deep down inside.

Meanwhile, Anne was finally retrieving her vodka. "About timee, you fucking snail." Anne slurred, handing the bartender a ten dollar bill before taking some slowly sips. As her mind became free, a male stepped beside her. "Well, well, Miss Anne Leveq- Something. How are we doing tonight? No date? Perhaps that means I get the pleasure of finally dancing with ya." Now, you see, if Anne had been sober, she would have first off given the older man a smack down for not even getting her name right. If a guy didn't know her last name, they obviously didn't know whom they were meddling with. Secondly, her mind was blurred with alcohol, but she wasn't about to be defeated of her pride. "Chya, right. Like youuu can keep up with me.. you.. who is that?" Anne said, asking the girl next to her. The girl answered 'Tito' with a flirtacious sigh at the boy, as Anne shook her head. .."Tit."

All of a sudden, her phone vibrated in her purse. She unsteadily got it out and looked to see a new message from Scandal Star. She clicked it open, trying to focus her senses. Oh my god. Her smile turned wicked, she as glanced at Tito with glee. "Tit! Fucking loook at this. Haley.. Haley Summersss. She's like, in a porno! We must celebrate! Dance with me, Tit!" Anne giggled drunkenly. A rejection and an offer, all in a matter of minutes. Yes, that was how Anne rolled. And man, when Haley showed up, she was going to get a royal lecture from Anne herself. After the whole online fight, Anne was more than ready, despite that she could barely keep her thoughts focused on one thing, that Haley would pay. Maybe the next morning she'd realize how BIG this scandal really was, but right now, all Anne cared about was shaking her ass right and preparing to embarrass the shit out of Haley Summers.[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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[Bailey Mitchell]

the birthday girl.

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I can see her now,
Dancing round, her drink in hand.
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Bailey watched all these randoms walk into her party! People from school that she didn't even know, who did they think they were rocking up to her party wishing her a 'happy birthday' and throwing some cheap, tacky gift at her. Spotting a familiar brunette bounce over to her Bailey let out a matching squeal and pushed a blonde girl that had just approached her out of the way and hugged Anne "Finally someone decent, these people are so effing boring." Bailey rolled her eyes and grabbed Anne's hand pulling her back towards the table of presents and Adrian who gave Anne a small nod. Bailey pointed at the guy who bought her a drink and pursed her lips together "That guy." Bailey said her voice held a tinge of disgust to it and she handed the drinks to Adrian, he would dispose of them. "Then he had the nerve to try and talk to me, um ew." she replied and crossed her arms watching Anne walk in the direction of the bar, turning back to the blonde girl who had been hovering around them as they spoke. "Do I know you? Bailey quirked a brow and turned back to Adrian nudging him and telling him to go get her a drink because she was the 'Birthday girl'.

He returned grinning at her with two glasses of clear liquid and ice "Vodka on the rocks, straight and potent just how you like it." his tone was mocking as he handed her the drink and sipped his own. Bailey rolled her eyes and sipped her drink, coughing at the strong taste but giving him a nod in thanks. If there was one thing Bailey Mitchell liked it was getting drunk and fast. Hearing a familiar voice Bailey look from Adrian to the man infront of her, Jason Everett a student teacher at Valkyrie, Bailey got along with all her teachers especially Jason, no not in the 'I totally want to screw my teacher' way but more of a mutual friendship, but needless to say Bailey was surprised that he had come "Oh my gosh, hey!" she stood up and gave him a small hug accepting his gift, before placing it in the pile "I'll open them all later, the club has some deranged policy about not opening gifts something about wrapping paper getting everywhere." She waved a dismissive hand and laughed, downing some of her drink and giving him a shrug. Adrian looked up at the teacher and gave him a small nod, shaking his hand "Yep, Adrian's the name, I'm a senior don't think you teach any of my classes. or maybe he did, Adrian just didn't show up to class half the time.

Glancing around the club, Bailey spotted Anne on the dance floor with some random guy she thought she recognised. Excusing herself Bailey pushed past Jason and made her way to the dance floor to drag Anne away from random sleaze only to bump into some emo-esque looking kid. "Watch out will you" Bailey snapped moving her glass away from her, vodka narrowly missing her red chloé dress. Turning to glare at the almost-dress-ruiner Bailey gave him a confused look "You totally go to my school, um did I invite you?" her phone beeped and she didn't have give him time to answer before retrieving it from her clutch and opening the message. Letting out huge laugh, Bailey had to read the scandal star message twice to make sure she was reading what she thought she was reading. Haley Summers in a home sex video with some blurred out random, oh my god this was too hilarious. Turning back to emo guy Bailey gave him a shrug "Yeah so can't talk, enjoy the party - oh and check your phone." she giggled and gave him a small wave and ran over towards Anne. This was too awesome.

Shoving into Tito, totally by accident Bailey held her cell phone and clutch in one hand and her drink in the other, bringing it to her lips a smile on her face "Haley Summers, amateur porn star? Ew" Bailey didn't have an issue with Haley at all, actually she thought the girl was quite lovely and had always been nice to her -except the occasional bitchy comment about the elites- but never directly at Bailey. But this was just hilarious and Bailey knew about Anne and the now amateur porn stars Scandal Star argument. Turning to the guy she had shoved away from Anne, Bailey raised both her brows and gave Tito a shocked look "Um hey Tito, pretty sure I didn't invite you but whatever's feel free to grind upon some more females....just not me." she added and turned back to Anne and downed the rest of her drink "Oooh wonder if Haley is going to show up anytime soon." If there was one thing everyone in Valkyrie liked, it was a juicy scandal, and this one was one of the juiciest[/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Shay Anderson]

kiran SLADE.


Slackerbitch, faghag, whore.
Looks real cute, her lips are sore.
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore.
Dripping sex from every pore.
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shay ANDERSON.


Take off my cool, show them that,
under here, I'm just like you.
Do the mistakes, I may make me a fool.
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January 27, 2007. - Les Deux.
Bailey's birthday party!


“Well, don’t you look like a skank.”

The bitter words coming from Shay Anderson’s vocal cords sounded easily throughout her – well, her father’s – empty estate at the edge of the Valks. The day of Bailey Mitchell’s birthday had finally arrived, and Kiran had showed up at her doorstep that morning. Or, more accurately, marched right into her room at nine-thirty, turned on the lights and demanded that her new best friend get the hell up and out of bed. Armed with the cheesy 1990’s pop music, junk food and every piece of clothing she could fit into the trunk of her car, you could say that it hadn’t been a pleasant wake-up call. Who thought that it took an entire fucking day – and a girl’s day – to get ready for some party? Usually, Shay would snatch up the first invitation on her desk, grab some dress and heels from her closest and steal her dad’s nicer, sportier Corvette. But no, apparently if you’re attached at the hip with a Slade girl, you commemorate the event.

Once she sweetly greeted and waved good-bye to cranky-ass doctor – oops, Dr. Anderson, Kiran had indeed dragged Shay’s skinny ass out of bed. It was one of the biggest parties of the year, and there was no way she was going to waste a perfect Saturday afternoon getting pretty all by herself – how lame would that be? No, it called for all of the one-hit wonders they had all danced shamelessly to in 1997, the entire contents of her sister’s secret depressive stash, and every designer dress in her closet. Screw that fluid retention lecture she had gotten from her mother while she had been cleaning out the Slade family’s kitchen. Screw the thought of starting 2007’s swimsuit season with more of a belly than that fat, greasy nobody who thought they could, how had she put it? “Take over Kiran’s turf.” And, definitely screw the fuck out of brooding in some corner because her former best friends were now onto bigger and better guys. Well, Bailey was. Jade had always been the slutty wanna-be. She never seemed to achieve the Heidi Klum grace that Kiran had been born with. Nor the cheap beauty that Bailey had. She needed time with her best friend, and then time to rub it in Bailey’s face.

Looking at her figure in one of Shay’s full-sized mirrors, Kiran placed her hands on her rounded hips and turned to the side, looking down at her bare back. “You think so?” Her accented words were doubtful; she had, after all, tried on more than eleven dresses, all of which accentuated her faults more than her fortunate assets. And, trust me, it was a hard thing to find any flaws on her long-legged, curvaceous physique. “It’s Grecian goddess meets 1997 Kate Moss runway. Before she got all coke-whored out.” Moving her light brown eyes to look at Shay, who was busy lounging on her carefully made bed, devouring a box of mini doughnuts, she shrugged her thin shoulders. This was the year’s most envied party thus far, she definitely didn’t want to look boring. Or, even worse, desperate.

Arching her recently manicured left eyebrow, the Irish model merely shrugged, carelessly pushing the empty box onto the hardwood flooring of her bedroom. “I’d go with it, though. Anything tight and you’ll look pregnant,” a nasty smirk on her face, Shay pushed her own body up and snatched up one of the Smarties boxes. Ever since she had heard about Kiran’s note-like run-in with Bailey, she hadn’t had much of a problem holding her tongue in the Australian girl’s company. After all, it was her who kept telling her to stop being so modest and artistic, and to embrace the gorgeous, fierce side that God had given her. An invisible tattoo needle carefully etching that smirk onto her pretty little face, Shay pulled the black turtleneck she had been wearing all afternoon off of her torso and threw it onto the floor near her laundry basket. “So says the one who ate her way into Overeater’s Anonymous,” speaking honestly, Kiran merely shrugged as she stepped towards the make-up store that had been set up onto Shay’s desk.

The blues of Miss Anderson’s eyes narrowing slightly, she carefully inspected her own stomach in the mirror. Toying with the strap of her tan-colored bra, the model turned sideways, eyes still insulting. Although flat, her stomach definitely wasn’t concave anymore. Better be that fluid retention. Kicking off her flip-flops, the girl disappeared into her own large closet; might as well get ready, too. “Oh whatever, I’m not the one starting swimsuit season in a bikini. Chester signed me for some one-piece shoot for a “real women” campaign.” Speaking honestly, Shay picked her own looser-fitting number from the hanger. It wasn’t sassy or skanky, but it was more innocent and classy than many girls would go. Besides, she looked hotter than Gisele in tan and white. Let her saucy attitude make her sexier. Pushing her pedicured feet into simple sling-back’s, the Irish beauty merely lifted the gold clutch she had gotten from some designer for Christmas off of her bed and fell onto the lush fabric of her duvet again. Watching as Kiran finished her own hair and make-up, Shay picked up her half-empty Smarties box. “But whatever. Did you see that new sex tape put on Scandal Star yesterday?” New news was rare around Valkyrie, California, and this piece was particularly juicy.

“Of Haley Summers?” Speaking aimlessly as she concentrated on drawing her eye-liner straight, Kiran smirked to herself into the mirror. “Of course I did. Didn’t take that girl to be the Paris Hilton slut kind. Did you hear she used to be like, this greasy fat ass? Bet no one marked her for the type.” Receiving a delighted and amused laugh from Shay, the runway model straightened herself up. It was a long ride to LA, after all – they needed something to gossip about the entire way. “Come on, Anderson. I don’t feel like driving, and we have some serious gossiping to do.”

Laughing once more, her usually soft and modest laugh turning into an icy, cruel one, Shay hastily followed her best friend through her father’s empty mansion and into the lone Lamborghini in the driveway. It was only half-way into the two girls’ trip towards the City of Angels did Shay turn down their Madonna sing-along to continue their previous topic. “Of course I’ve heard that. But come on, even like, Melinka wouldn’t release a sex tape. Probably did it for attention,” gossiping softly, she concentrated on the road. She had put a cold turkey on her life with the artistic scene of VA for the past couple of days. As a result, she began to gossip and party like a veteran. Who knew quiet, nice Shay Anderson could be so cruel. “Like anyone would really want to land that girl in bed, anyways. Think she’s still got the stretch marks?” Getting a laugh out of Kiran this time, she merely shrugged as she flipped through Scandal Star and played the video on her Blackberry. “Shit, yes! You can totally see the old skin on her stomach in these few frames. Hah, she’s not even good at being a real slut. God. I almost can’t wait for Monday.” Her accented voice wistful as she leaned her tanned check against the clean glass of her window, Kiran smirked once more. It was good to see some new gossip around here. Finally.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she drops out. Fucking humiliating. But nevermind that, Gisele, we’re “I wouldn’t be surprised if she drops out. Fucking humiliating. But nevermind that, Gisele, we’re here.” Enthusiastically pulling her keychain from the ignition and throwing it into her clutch, Shay moved her eyes to look at Les Duex – in person. Finally. Receiving a skeptical look from her best friend, the Irish beauty grinned recklessly and threw her arms around Kiran’s neck as they entered the club. “Do what you will, Anderson. I’ll dye you blonde if you want, but shut up about that now. We’ve got a birthday girl to see.” An odd twinkle in her brown eyes, Kiran pulled Shay after her, waving towards Bailey and the people around her. If she wanted her best friend back, it would have to be tonight. Tonight was when she would be a drunken skank, too.

“Ohmigosh! Finally eighteen. Happy fucking birthday, Bailes.” Her tone slightly fake, the Australian model grinned towards the people around her. Tonight had to be perfect.

Merely waving at the A-list girls, Shay pulled herself off of Kiran and moved herself through the pounding club. There had to be something to do. And, right now however, the bar looked most appealing. God, she better not be alone right now.

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|ooc| so, I was lame enough not to really plot anyone. so, both Shay and Kiran will be floating around for most of the night - mainly Shay. any other floaters, feel free.

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[Haley Summers]

Jordin Ames//Peter Fischer//Haley Summers

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"Jordin Ames! Get your skinny ass into this limo before we leave without you!" Haley Summers shouted with a grin though the open door of the long black limo. They were on there way to what might be the party of the year. Sure Haley wasn't part of that elite group anymore, she had turned away from it by choice. It was strange if you fell from the elite group, they didn't really care. But if you chose to step down and walk away from that group, they held a grudge. Why? Maybe they thought it was insulting or something? who knew for sure. But Haley was fairly certain they were threatened by it. She had been one of them for about a year, she knew a bit about what it felt like to be a queen bee and they built themselves up from the understanding that they were what every else wanted to be and look like and live like. So when someone choses not to be one of them when they had a free pass, it was like you were threatening their way of life. Of course Haley had also had a huge grudge against them. After all, she blamed them for her case of missing identity and loss of self esteem when she was younger and as much as the populars had to do with Haley getting so lost, the blame was not soley on them. Haley kept the door of the limo open but twisted her body to face in the car the right way as she saw the small blonde girl crossining the parking lot, looking absolutely stunning in suck a simple black dress. "Ow ow, lookin' hot girly."

"You know, Haley I never took you as a lesbian, not that I have an issue with it." Spoke a male voice who sat across from Haley in the limo. He was still relatively new to Valkyrie but he seemed to be the type to fit in rather quickly. He was tall, cute, rich, the son of a famous man, sarcastic, cocky and overall a nice guy, although he could be a major jackass at moments. He was also originally from Milwaukee, apparently him, Laura stillings, and Jordin were all like best friends when they were young. The Brew-City trio. Haley had met him a few weeks ago and yeah, they got along. Rather flirtatiously but she had a feeling Peter was rather flirtatious with everyone. "Hey dipshit, I'm saying your friend looks hot, doesn't make me a lesbian" "Aw disappointing, don't get my hopes up next time." He replied with a smirk leaning back in his seat slightly, resting his hands on his knees. He tilted his head as he looked at Haley who glanced back out the door. She looked great in her white dress and hooker boots. Then again, Peter had definitely seen that Valkyrie was not short for gorgeous girls. He seemed to meet a new one each day. Even his old friend Laura, who had always been cute somehow made it to gorgeous. Peter had kept contact with Laura through out their teen years. He hadn't with Jordin and he hadn't even seen her around yet so this will be a reunion for them, which is why he suggested Haley, Jordin and him sharing a Limo. Laura would have gone with them but she was getting a ride with the Summitts. "Holy shit, Jordin!" He exclaimed as the blonde finally stepped into the limo as Haley scooched over.

Jordin grinned stepping into the limo as she saw her old friend Peter whom she hadn't seen in six or seven years easily, looking very sharp in his sweater and button down. "Peter!" She said with a grin practically jumping onto his lap. God she had missed him. He and Laura had literally been her only friends as a really young kid. She had been such a quiet girl that no one really bothered with her. Except Laura of course and Laura was like childhood sweethearts with Peter here so they had met through her. The three had so many good memories before they all ended up moving around. "Look at you hot stuff, not even the same girl." Jordin grinned, she definitely did look different than she had as a kid. As a kid her small frame made her head look huge and she had needed braces and she had tons of freckles that her face had just grown out of. "Look at you! Sitting down you're even outrageously tall!" She replied, Peter had been as short as laura back when they were kids. She smiled and squealed slightly as Haley jumped into the mix and they all ended up on the same side of the limo facing backwards, Peter in the middle with his arms around both of them, grinning.

Soon the three were on their way to the party. And as they rode and joked around and caught up all of their minds were thinking about the upcoming party and what was going to happen. Haley, whether she admitted it or not was a tad nervous attending this thing. She really only went because Jordin had begged her to. Haley really just didn't want to see Snowwhite hag of a step mom wandering around. She was not in a mood to deal with Anne really. Haley was going through a very high and mighty, party girl, semi-slutty stage. And she clashed with Anne who although could be described similarly , was very much an elitist, social class nazi in prada boots. Jordin was excited because she was meeting up with Tito H. She had met him a few weeks ago and she was quickly charmed by his quirky humor and flirtatious smile. Don't misunderstand. Jordin adored Adrian and caught herself thinking of that night some 27 days ago often, but he had been drunk and she needed to get over it. And Tito was a great distraction, plus he seemed to like her back which was rare enough in itself. He made her smile and really, making a girl laugh was the best way to get to her. Now Peter was not nervous for the party at all. He was looking forward to it. tons of gorgeous girls to flirt with right? But mostly he wanted to see one girl, Coco Lehoux. She was beautiful and spicey and spunky and spirited and funny and.... and well Blonde. He had a thing for blondes.

They were about ten minutes away from the party when both Peter and Jordin's cells made little beeps. "Scandal Star" Jordin said plainly when Haley raised an eyebrow at them, going into her purse. Haley looked at Peter incredulously, "Peter... you get Scandal Star updates?" Peter smirked and lifted his ass of the seat to reach for his phone in his pocket and shrugged, "Anything that gives me attention deserves mine hales." He said in a cocky tone as haley rolled her eyes and looked out the window. Haley didn't like to pay attention to Scandal Star even though SS liked to follow Haley. SS hadn't said anything too bad about her, she had been wrong a few times but Haley didn't mind. What she minded were those top ladder girls like Anne L. who acted like they didn't want the attention from the mysterious blogger. In fact pathetically enough and something Haley regrets was getting into an argument over the net about it. The whole thing had been stupid so she had stopped. There was some severe silence in the limo at this point.

Haley looked at the two who were both staring at their phones. "What is it this time? Anne get caught having sex?" She asked sarcastcally, knowing Anne was a virgin, or she was the last time she and Haley had truely truely spoken which was granted a few months ago. Jordin shook her head, "No, Anne didn't." she replied, her voice a tad weak, wondering how to react to seeing one of her friends riding mystery man. Haley nodded, "Of course not, but why the shocked look on your faces then?" She asked. Peter took a deep breath, "What she meant to say it's not Anne who got caught having sex." He responded tilting the screen of his blackberry towards Haley whose eyes widened and breath got deeper. She grabbed the phone. "Oh no no no no no...." Haley looked at the phone, what was this? what was it fr- Freddy! The bastard had taped them!? She knew about the pictures which was why she took them in the morning for protection when he seemed a bit angry. But he had no right to tape her, let alone email it to scandal star! She jumped slightly as the limo came to a stop as they came up. Maybe no one had seen it yet. Peter sighed slightly as he looked at Haley's horrified face, "Look on the bright side Hales... you look super hot." He said leaning in slightly, he leaned in and looked at his phone again, he tilted his head, "Wow, I didn't know you could bend like that..."

Haley glared at him, "real helpful peter." She said turning it off and handing him back his phone. Peter shrugged placing the phone in his pocket. "Haley, I doubt anyone's seen it yet anyways, they're probably all too busy partying and getting drunk." He said before watching Jordin step out of the limo and following her out. Haley nodded and prayed her was right but her gut knew she was done for. She groaned slightly and stepped out of the limo, tipping the driver before he went to park. The three stood outside of the club and were going to go their separate ways. Peter hugged Jordin again and hugged Haley giving her a kiss on the cheek, "It'll be fine... at least until they get back so try to have fun tonight and if anyone gives you shit, tell them that's because they don't sound nearly as appealing when they moan." he smirked again and rubbed his shoulder as Haley punched him. He jogged into the big club and made his way around. He saw his friend Daphne and waved to her before he spotted that blonde that poisoned his mind with the dirtiest thoughts. She was of course flirting heavily with some random guy, Peter walked up behind her and put his head close and whispered, "I can do it better than him, might not want to waste your time." He said softly and with a grin on his face.

Back outside Jordin looked at Haley and gave her a small smile, "Want me to go in with you?" She asked her, trying to be the good friend but Haley shook her head. "No I'm fine. Go have fun." Jordin nodded and gave her a small smile before entering the club and looking around for Tito, but before she spotted him she saw Bailey. Jordin walked over to the birthday girl, "Happy 18th birthday girl" She said with a smile before seeing Adrian. She smiled again, they were after all still good friends, and he was no longer avoiding her like he had before New Years, maybe her taking care of him and getting him home had helped the situation out. "Aw look at you Adrian, helpin' out your sister on her birthday."

Haley took a deep breath, now it was her turn. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she entered the club. She thought she could se some people looking at her and whispering but she used to always feel like that when she was over weight. It was all in her head. It had to be. God didn't hate her that much. But when she saw a group of guys around a phone and a high-fiving eachother she could no longer pretend. She closed here eyes for a moment, this wasn't happening. She turned one corner and put her back against the wall and took a deep breath, shit shit shit. She felt nauseous she was going to be ill. She hadn't felt this want to purge so strongly since she was old haley, and she felt like she was again. She felt like all of a sudden she was back to being the fat girl everyone was pointing at when she entered a room. She felt just as exposed and just that dirty. It was a feeling she had never wanted to feel again. But she had to deal with it. She just needed to breath against this wall for a bit with her arms crossed over her torso, holding her stomach.

[Laura Stillings]

Laura Stillings
You'll find this kind of blank adventure happens all the time,
because nobody knows the wreck of the soul the way you do,
Miss Teen Word Power
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Lately things were complicated for Laura. About 5 months ago she was a mess but she made sense. She worked to forget about her father's abuse and hung out with her brother chase and her best friends, Josh and Faden(James wasn't back in town yet). She would work, laugh when around friends, and sleep in the theatre in lame attempts to avoid her father. Okay so it was complicated back then too. She just wanted a break from it all. When would life just let up and give her some breathing room? She had begun to live with the Summitts which was breather room. She was only getting away with it because she could threaten her father with reporting the years of hell he caused, so that took away the breathing aspect of it, at least it stopped her from suffocating right. Oh and one other thing that had been on her mind a lot, her brother. About two months ago now Bianca had stepped behind the drivers wheel and killed herself and Scarlet Monroe. She also put Chase Stillings into a coma. Laura had spent a lot of time at the hospital, not caring if it meant running into her father. Chase had been her safe haven.

She looked at herself in the mirror of the room she was staying in at the Summitts. She wasn't in the best mood for a party, like she ever was but she liked Bailey. She had met Bailey under an unfortunate situation thought. Bailey was in the car crash with her. She had been there. Laura felt connected to Bailey for that in a strange way. It was her 18th birthday and she was having a large party in a hit club in LA. Laura was never a big party girl but she wasn't going to not go, because an off set mood. Laura was stronger than that. She also had to get dressed up for it. Laura dressed up about as much as she ever did, although she was fancier at the Masquerade. She hadn't done much. She showered as she did every day, she kept her hair down like always and wore a nice shirt and skirt ensamble. She really didn't wear much make up, some light eyeliner and mascara and a bit of berts bees lipshimmer, nutmeg shade because it was the closest to her natural color. All in all it didn't take her very long to get ready. Not including the shower it took maybe ten minutes. She stood up and made her way outside but of course she Talan and Julia ended up waiting for the others.

Laura grinned as she looked at Julia. Julia had to be one of the most gorgeous girls on the planet, just like Amanda... and Jessica.... and Manny... and Aless- Oh god damn the Summitt girls. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and took a deep breath and despite her mood couldn't help but smile slightly as Talan complimented them. "Thanks, you too" She said and she meant it. If there was anything Talan wasn't it was ugly. The guy wasn't just cute, he was sexy, but we shouldn't be thinking like that now should she. Instead, she grinned slightly amused by Julia's explanation. She nodded, "well, Amanda's right, it looks great on you." She added with small reassuring nod before glancing down at her feet. "So, I haven't been to a club in a while. I'm expecting that you're gonna teach me some of your dance moves. I know you have some, Stillings All I really have is the" Laura laughed as she watched him wave about. She reached out and held his arms still, "You do that, and I don't know you." She said with a grinn, although knowing laura, if he did that on the dance floor she would probably do it with him and brag that she lived in the same house. "And as for my moves all I've got is the running man." She added with a shrug.

Laura turned around and grinned seeing Amanda and Luke come out. She laughed as Amanda asked who wanted to get drunk and make bad choices, not realizing that that might be her tonight. "you're lookin' smokin' as usual. Maybe if you get this one drunk enough he'll grow the balls to actually make a move on you so you guys can get out of this awkward phas-" Laura looked up at Luke as he spoke. She smiled but wow did something just feel awkward. To lighten that up she just smiled and patted Talan on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I would never take advantage of your drunken stupor. Just don't throw up on me and we're good." She grinned slightly as they all piled into the limo and began their long trip to LA. Most of which Laura spent chatting with Talan, not that she didn't talk to Luke, Amanda and Julia as well, but she was in a quieter mood and she was sitting next to Talan, so it was easier. Or at least that's what she told herself. The rest of the time was spent looking out the window.

She and Talan were some of the last to step out of the limo and walked into the club which was already filling up quite nicely. "So are you drinking tonight? 'Cause if you are, the first one's on me" Laura looked up Talan and nodded, "A drink sounds fantastic actually, but I think it's an open bar but your chivalry is duly noted." She replied with soft smile as they made their way over to the bar. As she passed past Bailey, she could see Bailey seemed busy so instead of going over she just said, "Happy B-Day Bails" loud enough for Bailey to hear. Laura would talk to her later. But as Laura and Talan made their way back laura stopped. She looked at Talan, "Hold on a moment" She said as she saw a rather distraught looking Haley leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.

"Hales?" Laura looked at her with a raised eyebrow."You okay?" Haley opened her eyes to see Laura Stillings whom she had been friends with since she had dated Laura's brother Chase. Coincidentally, Anne also dated Chase Stillings once and awhile ago. "so you haven't seen it? That's refreshing" She replied handing laura her own cell phone. "Check SS." Laura took the phone, and looked up SS, a blog Laura had really never read before in her life but had heard a great deal about. She opened it up to see a naked Haley having sex with some guy. She backed out of it and looked up at Haley before glancing around the room for the first time noticing the people starring at their phones or at Haley. "Oh honey come here." Laura said stepping closer to Haley and pulling the girl into a hug. "Did you know?" Haley shook her head, "Didn't even know he was taping it. Figures. Hard to be prideful against the elites now huh?" Laura nodded and let go. Haley leaned back against the wall and sighed, "I just need to think it through, maybe it's not as bad as I think it is." Laura nodded, "Just know I'm here okay?" Haley nodded and Laura walk the few steps back over to Talan.

"Hey sorry, friend having bad night." She said crossing her hands over her chest. She looked down slightly, god this was ridiculous. This was supposed to be a celebration of her friends birthday. Laura should be happy, she was here hanging out with Talan, it was a party so there was no pressure... right? Ha. She felt more comfortable with Talan alone because there were no knowing looks that Amanda or Luke would send them and no one whispering about the nice guy jock or whatever SS had named him. And she would be lying if she said Ben wasn't a part of it. Ben had been angry when he found out not only has laura been friends with Luke and Amanda since forever but that she was now living with the Summitts and the rather intimidatingly fit Talan he had seen her dancing with at the Ball. And on top of all that, her mind was still in Chase's hospital room, waiting by his bedside. That was it...She hated emotions aside of happy. She forced a smile and a small laugh, "Well, guess it just means that drink is needed even more..." She offered him her arm, "Shall we?" She added with a grin. Keep smiling and it will all be fine.

[Coco Lehoux]

coco anne jason

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saturday janurary 27th 2007 - a crazy night

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Anne had begun to think this night was one magical fairytale that Haley had explained to her online (which wasn't as nice as it sounded). For not only was she finally drunk, which being with Oscar, it didn't come regularly, and she felt like she had the upper hand. Because let's be serious here. Anne would never admit it, but when Haley dissed Anne on the internet, she had horrible comebacks. Okay, maybe her 'want an apple, bitch' had been chuckled about in the hallways, but when it came down to it, Haley had the better points. The truth was, Anne couldn't give a damn if Haley was being out casted. She had put it on herself. Her motto had always been, "if you don't belong there, don't even try". In a sick, twisted way, she sometimes based karma off it. Maybe because Daphne was lying so much, all that shit happened. Maybe because Haley pretended to be something she wasn't, this backfired in her face. You wouldn't think it, for Anne was a royal elite bitch, but the thing that set her apart from her brother Jason and family friend Coco was that she hated liars. And she hated lying. Most of all, of course.

During her little dance with Tito, whom she still forgot his name, she saw Bailey waving and rushing over with her phone. Delish - Bailes must have seen it too. Anne grinned devilishly. "Haley Summers, amateur porn star? Ew" Bailey had said, as Anne followed up with happy drunken giggles. Yes, the night was perfect. And sure, she was a bit disgruntled at first when Tito was shoved off, but at the same time, she barely noticed. Not to mention Bailey probably knew best - dancing wasn't cheating, but grinding against some guy's pelvis might be, and Oscar was still back in Valkyrie. They hadn't even officially been going out for a month, and Anne didn't want to be noted in Scandal Star for grinding on some random guy's.. thing. Not that it would top Haley's at all, but.. "Seriously! What a whoree!" Anne squealed, so happy to finally have a reason for calling Ms. Summers a whore. Wow, you're a winner when you're drunk, Anne, really. "Oooh wonder if Haley is going to show up anytime soon." "Oh my goddd, me too! I'm soo gonna talk to her. I don't think I'll be the only one.." Anne said, giving a wink to Bailey. Gossiping with her best friend on the dance floor. Did life get better?

Meanwhile, if someone were to ask you what Coco Lehoux was doing, she was on her third round of shots, seducing the water polo team. Classy, right? How very.. old Anne. And sure, maybe she was on the look out for some male particulars such as Freddy Truelove, Peter Fischer or Mark Wood - but none compared to the steam she was pouring in. She noticed from a far Brianna comforting Samantha on a couch, and was pretty damn sure it was about Paolo. Okay, whatever, Coco seduced Paolo. Big fucking deal. Girls should know that the song, 'Don't Cha' by the Pussycat Dolls was written for and nearly by Coco Lehoux. Samantha obviously wasn't as smart as Coco had predicted. Taking another quick swallow, the sting of alcohol flowing down her esophagus, the water polo team squeezed her ass with delight. She nudged them, for squeezing her ass when drunk felt so awkward. At least do the chest area, come on now.

"Duuude, did ya hear about that Haley Summers chick? How like, fucking sick! We should totally find her at school and see what that position is all about! Yeah! Yeah!" The water polo team said in drunken cheers, as Coco grinned. She liked Haley actually, but when it came down to it, this was just too much. Coco found it hilarious actually. Then, all of a sudden, as she was putting her arm around a water polo man's broad shoulder, Peter Fischer walked in. Looking sharp, crisp, charming and not drunk yet. Damn him. Coco rolled her eyes, forgetting Peter and focusing on her seduction. But the boys and nearly whole room seemed to freeze when Haley Summers walked into the room in some white dress and hooker boots. Coco raised her eyebrows, impressed. "Wow, nice choice of attire girl. Props." Coco muttered under her breath before she took another swallow.

All of a sudden, it was like electricity, as a whisper pierced Coco's ear. A voice she could never forget, oh of course not. "I can do it better than him, might not want to waste your time." It was that deep, near thick New York accent from Peter Fischer. Delighted, Coco swerved her body, giving him a menacing grin. Of course, Coco was never to be thought of a girl whom could be swooped off her feet. She swooped men off theirs. "Now, now, now, studmuffin. Don't get too cocky, you might make people suspicious." Coco said, raising up and facing him, her body close to his as it had been in the lobby of the movie theater. "Run along, get me a drink, and we'll consider me grinding against your dick on the dance floor, while I marvel at your spectacular timing. Three, two, one - go."

"How you doing?" Jason said, smirking to a girl whom was presumably older (Julie Piner) and totally in his league. To Jason, any female was in Jason's league. He smirked, as he then noticed Brianna on the couch. Now that was whom he planned on talking to. Making his way over to Samantha and Brianna, whom seemed to glow tonight, he put his arm around Brianna. "Hiding in the corner? Come on babe, don't let me die down before taking you out on a spin to the dancefloor." Jason said, kissing her on the cheek. Yes, this was just another sign that he had no clue what they were. She chose him, yes. That was already stated. But did Jason really choose her? Did he honestly like Bella enough? Well, Bella wasn't hear now, so Jason decided to keep his mind on Brianna. He could easily multi-task. But soon, he noticed Haley walk into the room. From the couch he cat called, "Nice legs, cunt!" Jason smirked, as he shook his head. It was relieving that his 'girls', Brianna and Bella, wouldn't dare do such a thing. However, his mind went into overdrive as Anne approached Haley, oh this would be good.

Yes, for while chatting it up with Bailey on the dance floor, Anne saw Haley Summer walk in. "Yess." Anne said to Bailey, giving her friend a hand squeeze before nearly skipping to Haley. Soon standing in front of the girl whom looked like she was about to cry, Anne smirked. "Fallen girl is falling farther and farther! Haha - I don't remember Snow White sleeping with the dwarfs and actually showing her insides. You are talented, skank. I bet you reallllyy understand what I mean about SS now, righhht loser? God YOU are SOOOO pathetic!" Anne giggled, as she winked at her friends and then gave Haley a dismissed glare. That girl was dead to her now, she had finally decided. Okay, she was already dead to her before, but now, she was not only six feet under, but nearly sixty. "That girl has like, noo class." Anne said to a couple of Summitts, grinning as she downed some more of her drink. Yeah, look who is talking, Anne Lévesque.[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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[Adrian Mitchell]

Adrian Mitchell
I, I don't know what to do with you
'cause you don't know what you do to me.
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Bailey's eighteenth; Les Deux

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The day had been a mad rush for Adrian, he woke up at the crack of dawn, he had stayed in the JARP van the night before and got up at around six am to go for a surf, it was a pretty good swell and he got a few good waves in before he spotted Bailey standing on the shore jumping up and down like a loser and waving her arms around. She had dragged him along with her for the whole day while she picked up her party dress, went to get her hair 'did' it was so fucking tedious and really, Adrian would rather be smoking it up with his mates, but his sister was way too excited for today and without her BBAD girls around so he didn't want to let her down. No matter how much they seemed to fight and bitch at each other lately she was still his sister, and he did kind of abandon her with his dealer the other night so he kind of owed her.

Watching as Bailey jumped up and moved towards Anne, she watched her run into some random from school, shaking his head he looked at Jason and took a long gulp from his drink "I better go," he pointed at Bailey and gave Jason a half hearted shrug "Make sure she doesn't do anything too stupid yet" Downing the rest of his drink he placed it on a near by table and walked inside, nudging Bailey who was ranting to Anne about something, the two of the giggling and staring at their phones before laughing again, Anne had called someone a whore and Adrian raised his brow at the both of them, seriously these girl where really classy but get a few drinks and them and they were ferocious. Tito was dancing near the girls, and Adrian punched him in the arm "Dickhead, I didn't know you where invited." It probably didn't occur to Adrian that he wasn't invited but anyways, generally Tito and Adrian got along considering Adrian did save him from drowning and they shared a few cones together. Share some pot with Adrian and he will love you forever, well not love but appreciate your existence.

He stood there as people danced around him, bopping up and down on the spot, Bailey looked at him and burst out laughing but turned her attention to two girls that had just approached by two girls he recognised one immediately, fucking Kiran Slade here in Valkyrie dude what the hell? First mega bitch slut Jade and now Kiran had the world gone insane? What the hell was he that baked all the time that he didn't notice her here? "What the hell? Kiran - tripping out right now this is so gnarly." Clutching his hands to his hair he looked at Bailey, and then to a platinum blond girl who had just walked over and wished her happy birthday. Stuff Kiran, here was Jordin Ames and queue the butterflies. "Of course, I'm the sweetest brother going around." he replied and gave her a small hug in a greeting. Adrian had woken up on New Years day to find Jordin laying in the bed next to him, fully clothed on top of the covers. She had helped him get to bed after becoming wasted and almost getting killed by a sports car, good one. She had saved the day or night and when Adrian woke up the next morning and saw her there he realised while his feelings for her where deep and probably wouldn't go away for a while, he would rather her be in his life as a friend then not in it at all. Watching Anne leave Bailey and stomp over to Haley, one of Adrians friends he turned to Jordin and gestured at Haley and Anne "A lot of hostility between those two or something?" Poor Adrian, you clueless little stoner.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]