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[summerwine]

The 7 things​

PlotLiving life as an American teen, complicated, crazy, stressful, etc.. What can I say? It's a mess, but for now you're apart of it and you have to get used to it.

In the small town of Ivywood, New Jersey, that's exactly how it is. Kids are mean, people fight their way to the top, there is a party every other night and kids struggle to find their way through it all with crazy amounts of school work.

SettingIvywood, New Jersey is a small town with most of your wants and all of your needs. It's more of a middle class to upper-class town, but you do find your amount of lower class in the small town houses near the main street or in the very few trailer parks.

Either way, Ivywood is a nice place. Good school system, nice dining, cute little shops, etc.. There is even a lake far into Ivywood, but most teens go there to party so adults tend to keep their younger children away from it for as long as possible.

I hate​

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About You...​

Rules-When things get too spicy for the pepper, fade to black. (;

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-No drama ooc.

-Don't be immature and things should go along smoothly. (:

 

[summerwine]

Scene One

Memories Made in Flip Flops

summerwine | fin | erzulie | @Soraia | u k i y o |
playboy | Tsiwentiio

Setting: Ivy Lake in Ivywood, New Jersey

Two days before school starts back up for these teens, you know a party will occur to have their last night of freedom. The annual party that usually occurs each year before school is the Ivy Lake party. All the teens get together, usually hosted by most popular in Ivywood high.

This year the Ivy Lake party is hosted by Annalise Lenoir, ( erzulie ) the Queen Bee of Ivywood, it's her year to set the this memorable night in any Ivywood student's life.

So fellow teens, get your bikinis, the alcohol from your parent's stash and come join us!
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[summerwine]

Cassie Westwood

Talking to: N/A
Mentions: N/A
Outfit

Cassie stood in front of her vanity and she slowly brushed through her blonde hair. Cassie was very nervous about tonight. She never fit into Ivywood, how would she fit in now? Maybe it was her lack of self-confidence that didn't get her anywhere, but tonight she promised herself that it would be different for once.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, adjusting the strap of her bikini, "God..." She looked at herself in her mirror one last time, really wondering if it was worth walking out like this. You see, Cassie does modest. She never dresses where too much skin is showing and tries to keep everything pg on her. Tonight was very different. Her kimono kept her less exposed, but with her high waisted shorts revealed her long legs. She cringed to herself in the mirror before walking down the spiral staircase and out to her red pickup truck. Why would such an innocent girl go to a party like this? Well, Cassie wanted to reinvent herself. She didn't want to play it safe anymore. Being the good southern girl doesn't do anything in Ivywood.

Making it to Lake Ivy, Cassie hopped herself out of her red pickup truck and began to walk down to the beach area.

Gabe Florence

Talking to: N/A
Mentions: N/A

Gabe woke up around 4:00 pm today, it wasn't his best record, though. He did what he needed to do, even got high, because of course, that was on his list of what he needed to do. Gabe actually almost forgot about the party today until one of his buddies messaged him about it. Free booze, hot girls, drugs, etc.. Count Gabe in.

He was at his mom's today since his dad has been at home with some 20 year old for a bit, and Gabe wasn't a fan. His mom worked at the local diner in Ivywood, everyone knew of her, the sweet lady who brings them their coffee, asks about their day, how's family doing, etc.. Gabe would always be at the diner with her, studying and such. Gabe was nothing like his mother in the sense of manners.

Gabe was still studying when he checked the time, "Shit!" He stood quickly, kissing his mom on the forehead as he sped out the door, "See ya, mom!" He called out. Gabe hopped into his beat up mini van and headed to the lake.
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[erzulie]

Annalise Lenoir

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Location: Ivy Lake
Mentions: None
Interactions: None
Outfit: X

Annalise was already at the beach along with some others. She was sitting on the back off someone's truck, her long legs dangled over the edge. She was surrounded by a group of her friends and lackeys. They were in their on little bubble. No one braved enough had decided to come and attempt to insert themselves into the conversation.Her outfit consisted of a dark green bikini and a pair of jeweled sandals. Annalise had twisted her hair the night before so that it would be springy and curly the next day. Annalise was in a good mood so far. Her party was steadily gaining momentum. People were having a good time, drinking and dancing. Others were doing god knows what.

As the Queen Annalise believed that she deserved had to have nothing but the best. The others who had came before her were remembered for one of many things. She was determined to do the same. There was food laid out on tables and coolers filled with booze. The was a wireless stereo system set up. The music was loud and explicit. Annalise watched as people danced with one another. She was sure that this would be the talk of the school tomorrow. Life for her was great.

After a little while she'd stand and make an announcement. Annalise turned to one of the jocks in her clique and smiled prettily at them. "I'm thirsty, would you be a gent and fetch me a drink?" She asked sweetly, batting her long eyelashes. Annalise chuckled as she watched him quickly leave to grab her drink.

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[Tsiwentiio]

☂ ✦ ☁ ☾​

The King & The Jock

Carter and Mason Jacobs
"Mason hurry up" Carter yelled knocking on the bathroom door, as usual the twins liked to wait till the last second to get dressed for a party. The two had their own bathroom but their parents won't let them use their's if one was taking to long. "Wait your turn" Mason yelled back through the door, he had just gotten out of the shower and was trying to fix his hair the way he usually had it. This was a big party so he wanted to look good, "Here" Mason said opening the door and walking out in a towel also holding his hair products and dirty clothes. They has their own rooms, which was nice but they were right next to each other and so it still felt like they were still in the same room.

Carter quickly took a shower and fixed his hair, he changed into his outfit and went down stairs, he was in charge of grabbing the beers from their older brother. As long as they left him money their older brother didn't care if the twins took some, their parents didn't know of course. He packed the back seat of their truck and put a blanket over the drinks and sat in the passenger seat to wait for his brother. While Mason was still getting ready, he wasn't as big of a drinker of his brother, so he was in charge of making sure their parents didn't suspect anything. He turned off all the lights and locked the doors and walked out to the truck. "This is going to be ace" Mason said getting in and starting the vehicle and driving off "Hopefully things don't go downhill and the cops get called" Carter said glancing out the window. It was going to be fun, what could go wrong?

Mentions: No one
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[playboy]

"Smile, happy looks good on you." x

location: [Ivy Lake] - mood: [semi-excited] - mentioned: [Annalise and Mason] - tags: [@Rayvian , Tsiwentiio ]
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"Ten thousand subscribers. I'm slowly, but surely, getting there." The words escaped from Marilee's plump lips, as her light brown orbs stared at her iMac, in awe. It was amazing to watch her channel grow, from only a few subscribers to ten thousand. A smile appeared on the female's feature, taking a moment to gather her thoughts together. Wow. She, of course, was an aspiring singer, who hoped that one day, she'll make it in the big leagues, performing on stage with people like Kehlani and Jhene Aioki. But, for now, Mari was just one of the young teenagers in Ivywood, hoping to make it big.
"What time is it..." Her eyes quickly darted to her phone, letting out a sigh of relief. She had enough time to get dressed, and head to the party that she was throwing. Marilee hated Annalise with a passion. In Mari's eyes, Annalise was one of those princess types, and that's what she loathed the most about. The only reason why she was even attending the party, was because of Mason. Mari has had one major crush on him since the moment she met him, even though she knew the feelings weren't reciprocated. It was like, every time she saw him or even heard his voice, she had butterflies inside.
It took Marilee about an hour to get ready. She wore a coral-colored two piece bathing suit, covering it up with a beige, knitted cover up, topping it off with glitter lip gloss, and tight curls in her hair. Grabbing her brown Micheal Kors bag, Mari made her way to the front door of her grandmother's apartment, and bid her family farewell. She hopped into her, very used, grey Corolla, sticking her key into the ignition, and drove off to the Ivy Lake.
She pulled up to one of the parking spaces, getting out of her car. Mari swiftly walked over to the area, where she believed the party was located at, grabbing herself a wine cooler. "Hope this goes well."

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[apolla]

Harley Reyes​

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Location: Someone's truck bed
Mentioned: No one
Mood: Working on getting tipsy

Excited was not the word for how Harley felt about this party. She didn't honestly give a damn who was throwing it; whether it was the Queen of England or the wannabe queen of the school, a party was a party. Boys, alcohol, some smoke. She was definitely down, and had been flitting around her house like a fly who didn't know where to land for the last three hours. She'd even tried taking a Xanax to calm down, but it didn't help.

"Jesus fuck, Harley, calm the fuck down." She heard her mother say from in the kitchen. Harley mocked her, but even though there was a wall between them, she heard her mom call out again. "Stop making faces at me, young lady."

"Oh, shut up." Harley muttered, rolling her eyes. It was then she decided that it was time to leave, the party should be starting soon anyway. Those things started whenever the fuck people arrived, anyway, and since she was the party, might as well go start it. She went into her room and changed into a cut off shirt and a pair of shorts. Sliding her feet into a pair of her wedge flip flops, she snatched her purse and shit she needed from her room and was gone.

She arrived at the beach area about twenty or so minutes later, and saw that a few people had already arrived. "Game on, bitches." She checked out her reflection in the rearview before hiding her important things, making sure to take her keys with her so she could lock the doors.

It wasn't long before she had a drink in hand, and was perched on the bed of someone's truck, legs swinging off the sides. The self proclaimed queen was on someone elses truck, and she watched as a guy brought her a drink. Rolling her eyes, she continued to look around, tapping her finger on her bottle. "I'm going to need someone interesting to show up."

Spoiler: Current Outfit

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[merveille]

- HELMA GOTTSCHALK
the musician/rocker

"You should go out more, Helmi. You know, there's a party tonight that one of your classmates is having and you should-" her aunt was speaking calmly and quietly before her neice interrupted.

"Yes, I know. 'Go out and make some friends! It'll be fun and a great experience!'" she said sarcastically, faking enthusiasm. "Tante, you know that this party is being held at Ivy Lake, right? One of the absolute worst places to be?" the girl said. But this was a lie. All the teens knew Ivy Lake was great because adults avoided it. Hell, Helma loved going to the lake and just strumming her guitar while taking a smoke.

Her aunt wasn't dumb and knew where she was going with this. It was clear that her niece didn't want to go and tried to get out of it, but she continued talking about how Helma should get to know people more and not be bottled up inside her head all the time. Not that she was even listening, but she knew her aunt was only looking out for her the best she could. Helma knew she had good intentions and she sometimes got worried, so she decided that she would just go.

She put on some clothes in her usual style - all black was the absolute necessity. She would've worn a jacket, but she decided it was too hot outside, even for her. The shorts were a bit tight but comfortable enough for her.

Helma didn't know if she should've taken her guitar. On one hand, it would bring quite a bit of attention to herself, with comments along the lines of, 'Who the fuck takes a guitar to party? Like, seriously, are you that antisocial or something?'. On the other hand, she could play when she got bored and had no one to talk to. Besides, Helma really didn't give a fuck, so she just took it with her, but without its case.

She arrived at the beach, scanning the area to see literally everyone she saw the year before. The most familiar face being Annalise, the Queen Bee of Ivywood. Helma really didn't care for Annalise or her Queen Bee status, but she did seem quite petty from things she heard last year.

Her guitar strap was around her and she strummed a bit as she walked, eventually taking the strap from around her and setting the guitar on the side of one of the tables. She took a beer from the wine cooler, opening the bottle and taking a gulp.

"I just want to get through the night without getting into a fight with some drunk person," she mumbled to herself before taking more gulps of the beer.

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[u k i y o]

Ashley Harper​

Ashley ran a hand through his hair one last time before looking at his outfit in the full length mirror. He had recently been hanging out with a group of flirters and as usual, his style had changed within a week. He didn't mind all that much though, and rather liked the change. 'Does this top make me look too straight?' He thought with a small laugh as he turned away from the mirror and exited his room. Everyone at the school knew he wasn't straight, although they hadn't exactly guessed he was gay either. Some thought he was transgender, pan sexual, bisexual, and even asexual as no one was exactly sure when it came to Ashley. One day he could come to school in sweatpants and a sweatshirt, and the next he could come in one of the most revealing outfits he owns. It was always fun for him to see the reactions of people when they saw what he was wearing, as they were almost always priceless and he wished he carried around a camera sometimes. "I'm leaving now auntie." He called out to his aunt, who was passed out on the couch. He grabbed his keys from on top of the counter and opening the door. He didn't plan for all that much at the party, just to drink, maybe get in the water, and after that he would go with the flow. He just hoped that this time he wouldn't end up in a strangers house with dyed pink hair again, as that had not been something he was prepared for on top of a hangover. This party was being held by the queen bee of the school and although he was excited, it was like that for every other party too. He opened the door to his car, and hopped in before heading over towards the location at the party. Once he stepped out he immediately grabbed a beer and began drinking, deciding to let loose a bit before he began talking to people.

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[playboy]

"Smile, happy looks good on you." x

location: [Ivy Lake] - mood: [#turnupmodeactivated] - mentioned: [Annalise ] - tags: [@Rayvian ]
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"Let's get the party started!" Marilee roared with her wine cooler in hand, extremely loud and somewhat obnoxiously. This was normal behavior for Mari; she was loud no matter what the circumstance was. She paid minimal attention to Annalise, knowing that she was going to continue her stuck up ways. She didn't like the fact that everybody would brush her behavior under the wrong, though. Anna was treating people like crap, and everybody stayed silent. Not Marilee. She was as blunt, and as outspoken, as a girl could get.

All Mari cared about was having fun, and savoring her last moments before she has to go back to the hell that binds them all. No doubt, everyone was going to talk about tonight. From what she has seen, the students that attend the parties put everything on social media. It was a huge deal. Glancing around the group of teenagers, Marilee propped herself on the back of someone's pick up truck, swinging her legs.

She saw a lot of similar faces and a few unfamiliar people. Most people have, at least, heard of Marilee, whether that be because they watch her singing videos on Youtube, or because they hear her in the congested school hallway. Either way, to say the least, Mari was indeed a character.

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[summerwine]

Gabe Florence

Talking to: apolla
Mentions: erzulie playboy

Gabe lit himself a cigarette as he hopped out of his car. First things first for Gabe, a drink. He needed to rid himself of his awkward, introverted, 24/7 pissy self and turn into a sort of fun guy. He adjusted his worn out red and black flannel, which he was pretty sure had some holes in it from having it since freshman year, it's his favorite flannel, though and he wouldn't give it up for anything... Well, maybe for a million dollars. What? He needs the money.

As Gabe smoked the cigarette he found a cooler near the beach and took out a Bud Light Lime, his favorite beer. Gabe headed over back to the cars, examining the crowd. He, of course, saw the Queen Bee getting one of her boy-toys to get her a drink. God, if he had it in him to punch a girl, Annalise would be the first girl he'd punch. Gabe thought she really needed someone to knock some sense into her.

He also noticed the curly haired Marilee with a wine cooler in her hands yelling, "Let's get the party started!" To that, he raised the Bud Light Lime bottle and yelled "Cheers!" with a sly smirk curling onto his lips as he saw his good friend, Harley, sitting on the bed of a truck. Gabe casually walked over and hopped onto the bed of the truck with her, "Boo." He nudged her playfully and sipped his drink, "How's my fave girl doing? Any new tattoos?"​

 

[erzulie]

Annalise Lenoir

♠​

Location: Ivy Lake
Mentions: ( merveille ) Helma
Interactions: None
Outfit: X

Annalise took a sip of her drink. The party was going great. More people had showed up and they were turning up. She took note of some girl dressed in all black...weird. Annalise was sure that she was hot under those layers. Everyone knew that black absorbed heat. Maybe next time she'd do invite only. There were certain people who weren't allowed to come to her party.

Her little group had went to do their own thing. She had dismissed them after a while. Annalise cared about her crew but there was only so much that she could take. Hell she was only human, they could be a little much at times. Annalise finished off her drink and made her way over to the gyrating mass of bodies. She was able to easily follow the beat of the music. The alcohol had helped her relaxed a little. After a little dancing she headed over to the table where the food was held.

Annalise was having a good time. She looked around for someone to entertain her. She could have called her squad but she didn't want to talk to them right now. Annalise wanted to talk to someone who didn't agree with everything that she said.

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[merveille]

- HELMA GOTTSCHALK
the musician/rocker
Interaction/tags: playboy

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Marilee had exclaimed excitedly with her wine in hand.

Of course, Helma saw it as more of obnoxious yelling than just an enthusiastic statement and she groaned, sounding almost pained. It was weird how a girl who could play her guitar with amplifiers on maximum volume could be so annoyed with a simple interjection of enthusiasm. That's how much of a buzzkill she could be.

She never particularly cared for Marilee, though. Helma had watched her videos and yes, she definitely had a gifted voice, but she had always been into more "hardcore" music. She didn't seem that bad, but she did seem quite loud. Or maybe it was just the alcohol.

"Marilee, maybe you should tone down on all that booze. It's clearly affecting your system already," she said, taking another gulp of her beer. She wasn't being completely sarcastic or mocking. She did mean something for once and she would have preferred not to have too many people in a dazed, drunken state, vomiting and getting into petty fights and embarassing themselves. Lucky for her, she never got drunk very easily and she would like to keep it that way.

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[u k i y o]

Ashley Harper​

Ashley laughed a bit at Marilee's shout, taking another gulp of his second beer. He was beginning to feel a bit looser and the big grin just didn't seem to leave his face, even when he tried to make it. Before his brain had much time to respond he had walked away from the table serving the alcohol, and over to a white haired girl with a guitar. "Do you plan to have a performance here or something?" He asked, wondering why she had decided to bring a guitar to a party that would most definitely be legendary. He was pretty sure that he had seen her around school a couple of times before, and that her name was either Helma or Henma, as when the topic of her came up he hadn't properly heard her name.

His hands motioned up to push his glasses back up, though soon discovered that they were gone. He looked around for a few moments for them, before seeing them on the face of one of the whores of the school. "Eh, not bad." He mumbled with a slight nod of his head, taking another gulp of beer, glad that he had a rather high alcohol tolerance. Of course this didn't stop him from getting flat out drunk whenever he went to a party. As a matter of factly, he was rather well known around the school for being a party animal, as well as his strange outfit choices, and the fact that he's friends with almost everyone since he's been in a lot of cliques. Drama, geeks/nerds, cheerleader, gossiper, bad boy, you name it and he's probably been in the clique at some point. The only ones he hadn't taken part of was the King, jocks, bullies, and homophobes, though the reasons were quite obvious to him. It got to such a point that once 12th grade started people just began to call him a 'floater'.

Mentions: Marilee playboy
Interactions: Helma merveille

Spoiler: Outfit

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[merveille]

- HELMA GOTTSCHALK
the musician/rocker
Interaction/tags: u k i y o

Helma turned to the guy who spoke. He was short and skinny with short and rather shaggy black hair. His oufit was a bit too pastel for her taste - or rather, it was way too pastel for her taste - but she didn't care much about his outfit. She was ready to throw some sarcastic quip at him but she realized that he wasn't going to criticize her and in fact, he sounded genuinely curious. She released a sigh of slight relief as she became slightly more relaxed. She was honestly glad that this guy didn't want to get into a back-and-forth verbal altercation with her.

"I was bored," she began with a shrug. "At these parties, no one really does anything besides get drunk or high and do dumb stuff while they're drunk or high. Sure, there'll be a few people staying sober, but then they'll see everyone else getting drunk and they will feel left out. Then, in the end, no one will be sober and I really don't want to get drunk," Helma trailed on in her semi-rant, but she felt that she had to at least give the reason why she brought a huge electric guitar to the current most important party of the summer.

"And yes, this is beer and I am drinking it. But I don't get drunk quickly at all. This will be my only bottle," she said before gulping down the rest, throwing it in a nearby trash can. She hoped she didn't have to talk that much again, because it honestly drained her.

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[solars]

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Time: 10:42 pm

Current Thoughts: I just wanna stay home and be alone, mom.

Location: Grey Household

Interaction: N/A

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"Holland, I've told you for a week that I am not going to this party." Felicity huffs, as Holland frowns slightly. "Awe, come on Licity, it's just one party. Please?" Sometimes, she swore that Holland was her sister and not her mother. The two sat on the couch, enjoying a movie night. She pretends to think for a quick moment, before shaking her head. "Nope," she begins, looking at her favorite mom with a slight smile that shows that she's actually taking the time to think about this, "I'm not going. But you know what I can do?" The brunette girl smirks lightly as Holland quirks a brow, "I don't know, Lice, what can you do?"

"I can eat this gallon of ice cream while watching cheesy chick flicks. That, I can do. Instead of going to some beginning of school party." She gestures to the carton of ice cream in her hands. In an instant, Holland unleashes the most lethal weapon in the household, the puppy dog eyes. Felicity has to forcefully restrain herself from melting. Eventually, she gives in. "Okay, okay," she starts, holding her arms up in surrender, "I'll go to the party." For a second, it dawns on her that Laurel isn't home yet, so, she decides to ask.

"Hey, Holl,"

Her only response is a slight hum from her mom, and Felicity looks over. By now, Holland had taken the tub of ice cream, and was currently stuffing her face with the wonder that is vanilla ice cream. Her head was tilted slight, as if she was a confused puppy and Felicity let out a quiet chuckle at the sight.

"Where's Mom?" A quiet sigh escapes Holland's lips as Felicity takes this chance to look at her mother, the answer slowly coming to her. "She went for a run. You know how she is. Never staying still for too long." She chuckles lightly, as she remembers about the party. "You should find something to wear."

Felicity quickly wrinkles her nose in protest, "But what I have on is fine. Why do I need to change?" Holland raises a brow. "Isn't this party at the lake?" Felicity nods for a moment, before looking at her mom. "I might need a bikini."

"Are you planning on getting wet?"

A pause. Then Felicity shakes her head, "Nope."

"Then you don't need a bikini." Felicity then looks at her mom, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Okay then, I think I'm gonna go. Tell mom that I'm out. Bye, Holls." With a quick wave, she's out of the door and running to her car, jumping in and closing the door behind her.

@Kumari​

 

[playboy]

"Smile, happy looks good on you." x

location: [Ivy Lake] - mood: [#turnupmodeactivated] - mentioned: [Helma] - tags: [@Zenosyne]
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Marilee eyed Helma, the Rocker's voice catching her off guard. Mari was nowhere near trashed yet, and the mere thought of getting drunk off of one wine cooler was very far-fetched. She didn't plan on getting entirely wasted at this party, only buzzed. She let out a quiet chuckle, as if to say: what you just said was beyond stupid, you don't even know. Taking another sip of her drink, she set it down on an empty space that was beside her, clearing her throat.

"Oh, no. This is me sober, girl! I don't think I'll be getting drunk." Marilee told her, her Brooklyn accent seeping through the words she spoke. Her accent wasn't subtle at all. After growing up in New York, and living there for quite a while, it's something that she wasn't able to shake. Sometimes, when her mind wanders, she would think about life before her, and her family moved to New Jersey. There, she had a lot of adversities to overcome, but, throughout everything she's been through, she loved being able to call New York her home.

"This is a party, though! We gotta' live while we're still young, right?" Mari asked as she scanned Helma's outfit. She was able to tell a lot about a person by the way they dressed. Judgemental? Maybe. Superficial and condescending? Never.

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[fin]

P.J. Fultz

P.J. strolled down the R.V., avoiding the garbage-filled tables and counters. He glanced towards his dad who'd fell asleep drinking again, allowing the swear words to flow out of his mouth as he reached for the bottle of whiskey. A sigh escaped his mouth as he moved it towards the sink, instead of emptying it out, he'd left it on the side in case he wanted to have some. Pete just laughed at what he'd done, before turning back to clean up the rest... or at least make it look semi-clean. It wasn't until he stood in front of the clock that he'd realized what the time was. "...Fuck..." His head jerked to the side, his dreads mimicking the motion as he raced towards his room.

"The party."
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P.J. waltzed out of the room, wearing solely a hoodie and swim shorts. He'd got nothing under the hoodie aside from his bare skin. He continued towards the whiskey he'd left over about fifteen minutes before, having been thinking about the drink while he was changing. As he arrived, he noticed the bottle had disappeared, before the voice of his father echoed behind him. "Don't bring home some white chick, a'ight?" He smirked, watching his father down the little whiskey that remained. "You were out cold when I got back. I got six grand by the way." P.J. chin-flicked towards his room where he'd stashed his drug money. His father nodded and walked off while he took his phone and Beats earphones, blasting gangster rap already. He'd rushed towards the front of the R.V. where their shoes laid in a pile, sliding his feet into his worn out Jordan's, no socks on though. P.J. hadn't forgot about the drugs he'd be selling, sliding the weed into ziploc bags, as well as having spare cocaine pills in his hoodie.

Once prepared, he hopped out of the R.V., walking towards the old 1990's Dodge Charger his father used to get to work. With a press of the key pad, the car blinked alive, definitely working past it's due date. Albeit the condition of the vehicle, P.J. slid into the silver charger, allowing the car to bounce as he drove towards Ivy Lake. Lots more drugs had been stashed in there, hopefully the cops wouldn't be present. P.J. allowed his arm to blow in the wind as he drove, a cigarette having been lit up between his teeth. He'd allowed the smoke to fill up his mouth before expelling it once more, with the occasional smoke through the nose move. Once he'd seen the other teens, P.J. drifted the car into a parking lot, most likely performed a 360 turn before even entering the space. He smirked at his feat, dropping the cig' before turning to a cup of lean. He sipped it slowly, his vision not yet impaired. The door to the car would soon be pushed open as he continued out towards the others, selling the occasional pot, coke, etc. here and there.

Peter continued through the crowd, awaiting the site of someone he knew. Maybe he'd hoped too hard now as Marilee caught his sights. In spite of his already red cheeks, they grew brighter as he watched her dance. P.J. quickly moved his dreads towards his cheeks, hoping that would be enough to hide the pink. He took a quick sip out of the medication bottle, allowing the lean to fill his mouth before approaching the mulatto. She was just like him. "What it do, young blood?" He asked her with a smirk, sliding up in front of her. "I heard your shout back there. Must've been dope, huh?" Peter went on to mimick what she'd said, in her voice and Brooklyn accent-- one he'd been able to memorize and perfect after years in the L.A. suburbs, it wasn't very difficult to meet some folks from Brooklyn.

Location: Ivywood Lake | Mood: Anxious, Happy | Interaction(s): Marilee Williams playboy

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[summerwine]

Leon Lawrence

Talking to: erzulie
Mentions: N/A

Leon actually made it to the party. He wouldn't miss out on it for the world. Leon might've been excluded from most of his old friends, but he still wanted to have a good time. He got his 23-year-old cousin to drop him off and wheel him down to the party. He'll just have to find someone to wheel him up later. Shouldn't be that hard?

With a long sigh, Leon looked around the crowd of people, girls in bikini's running wild, boys in nothing but their swimming trunks diving from the pier... Damn, wish I could do that...

Leon quickly shook his head and turned himself around to distract himself with something better than just self-pity. He looked around at everyone, people chatting at the bed of cars, dancing, drinking, getting high... Well, drinking was one thing he'd like to do.

Leon wheeled his way over to a cooler and pulled out a beer bottle, didn't really matter what brand it was for him, Leon knew he wasn't going to like it, he just likes it for the social aspect.

The blondie wheeled himself over to the food table next, because if he was going to drink, Leon needed a snack to go along with it. Leon began to wheel himself there when he stopped in his tracks, noticing Annalise. Leon smiled, one of his friends that actually didn't abandon him.

Making sure that none of the guys that abandoned him were around her, Leon then made his way to the food table, "Hey Anna!" He called out with a small wave and a go-lucky smile, "Long time no see," Leon nodded to her, as he took the closest chip from the bowl near him he could reach and took a bite, "Really fantastic party this year."​

 

[erzulie]

Annalise Lenoir

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Location: Ivy Lake
Mentions: ( merveille ) Leon
Interactions: None
Outfit: X

When she heard the familiar voice of her friend Annalise turned around. The princess smiled wide when she saw Leon. She couldn't help but preen a little when he complimented her party. "Leon it's been far too long friend. I'm glad that you could make it to my little party here." She said sincerely. Leon was someone of upper middle class. He wasn't as rich as her but he was definitely someone worth interacting with. Not to mention that his family owned a great jewelry store in town. They were long time friends and when Leon's accident took his ability to talk that didn't change. Annalise wasn't a complete monster, she was probably half a monster at most.

"Finally someone I could talk to without them just agreeing with me. Tell me mon amie, how have you been?" She asked curiously. Annalise pushed the bowl of chips and dip closer to him. Others watched on as the Queen talked to Leon. She simply paid them no mind though. They were probably jealous of him for having her attention.

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[u k i y o]

Ashley Harper​

Ashley nodded at Helma's answer, having never met someone who didn't want to get wasted at the party. "Well you seem to know a whole lot about parties." He said as he laughed a bit at her description of what happened. It was true that most everyone got dunk and did some pretty stupid things, but when you were drunk it was rather fun, and it didn't seem all that stupid until the next morning. Ashley remembered when he woke up from a party with a tattoo and a full face of make up on, luckily for him the tattoo wasn't permanent and it came off about a month later. "If you're going to play, give me a call. I'll never been too drunk to listen to music." He said, as he took another gulp of beer.

He then noticed P.J dancing with Marilee, and he was thinking about buying drugs a little later on in the party, knowing he was going to want some. He noticed Leon and Annalise talking a bit of ways away, and he wanted to snack a bit. He locked eyes with one of the girls that were the in clique he was currently in, and she motioned him over to dance, although he declined. He wasn't particularly fond of girls grinding on him, even when he was drunk out of his mind.

Mentions: Marilee playboy P.J fin Annalise erzulie Leon summerwine
Interactions: Helma merveille

Spoiler: Outfit

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[apolla]

Harley Reyes​

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Location: Someone's truck bed
Mentioned: Gabe ( summerwine )
Mood: Working on getting tipsy

Just as she was about to hop off the bed of the truck and find a guy to dance with, someone hopped up beside her. She grinned over at Gabe as he said boo, called her his favorite and asked if she had any new tattoos. She couldn't stop the grin that appeared on her face, and she threw her arms around him.

"Hey babe!" She exclaimed, pulling back to look at him before releasing him from her hug. She called most people babe, especially if she liked them. Or some sort of pet name. It was a habit, and she knew some people didn't like it, but it was a part of her. Just like her purple hair. "You always know how to make a girl smile." She grinned wider, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she nodded. "It's a small one, but I love it." She pushed herself up to her feet, standing in the bed of the truck as she reached for him to help him up as well.

Unbuttoning her shorts, she slid them down since they were gonna come off to go swimming anyway. Then she slid her bikini bottom aside, showing him the diamond on her hip. "Shine like a diamond, right?" She asked, smiling coyly at him.

Spoiler: Tat

Spoiler: Current Outfit

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[summerwine]

Leon Lawrence

Talking to: erzulie
Mentions:

Leon nodded in agreement with Annalise, "I'm glad I could make it as well." He grinned happily up to her. It's been forever since Leon has actually been to a real party like this ever since his accident. He just wanted to enjoy every moment of it and ignore the haters. He was particularly happy the Queen herself remained friends with him, he really enjoyed talking with her when he was still in the clique. Leon thought him and Annalise got along very well and still do. Plus, Annalise is the queen, royalty of Ivywood, he, of course, has the advantages of being friends with her, maybe he'll even get back into his rightful social status.

Leon mentally rolled his eyes to himself, despite Annalise, everyone in that social status sucks... Well, maybe there are a few notable people that were pretty cool, but other than that he does adore the friends he has now, sure, Leon doesn't have many guy friends anymore, but at least Leon can now be stereotyped to "ladies man" now.

He grinned even more at the chips and dip were pushed closer to him, "Thank you, hun." He winked at Annalise, "Well, my life has been pretty boring right now. I'm just trying to get back out there. You know?" Leon shrugged, messing with his hair before taking another chip, "What about you, Annalise?" He asked curiously. It's been awhile since they talked together and he was hoping nothing has changed between them.

Gabe Florence

Talking to: apolla
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"'Babe'," He mimicked her playfully, "God, I love that." He grinned during and the release of the hug. He couldn't help but smile in her presence, there was just some positive sunshine that exploded from her. Usually, if Gabe saw the sunshine from a person, he'd run and hide screaming, "The light! It burns!", but Harley was more playful and unique than the stereotypical positivity, which Gabe adored.

Gabe grinned cheekily at Harley, his dimples showing, "Well, what can I say?" He replied back to her comment about making girls smile, "It's just a natural talent, I suppose." He winked to Harley. Gabe then saw the gleam of excitement in her eyes and before she could say anything, Gabe knew the answer, she got a new tattoo.

"It's a small one, but I love it." Gabe made an "ooo" expression to Harley as she was talking about it. Gabe was then helped up, now both standing on the bed of the truck. Gabe stuffed his hands in his pockets as he watched her unbutton her shorts. He raised an eyebrow to her just doing this in public but to each their own.

Gabe bent down to her hip level to look closely at the diamond, "You always shine like a diamond, Harley." Gabe poked the diamond tattoo gently before standing up straight, looking to her, "It suits you." Gabe smirked and ruffled her dyed hair. ​

 

[erzulie]

Annalise Lenoir

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"You're quite welcome Leon." Annalise smiled prettily, batting her long eyelashes. Leon was quite attractive and Annalise liked pretty people just as much as she liked pretty things. She couldn't help but flirt a little. It was harmless really. "Yes it is time for you to start mingling again. It has been quite dull without you around." She said. Annalise knew of the other's treatment of Leon. She had noticed how they shunned him after his accident. Well they had never said anything in her presence about some managed to slip. She would be damned if they thought that they were gonna alienate Leon from the crew. Only she had the power to decide whether someone was to be ignored or not. "We should definitely spend more time together beau."

When he asked about her Annalise shrugged her shoulders. "My life has been good, nothing too extraordinary has happened." She sighed unhappily. "I visited my mother's side of the family in Paris. It was nice I guess, I was able to update my wardrobe."

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[playboy]

"Smile, happy looks good on you." x

location: [Ivy Lake] - mood: [#turnupmodeactivated] - mentioned: [Helma, P.J] - tags: [@Zenosyne fin ]
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Marilee was focused on the conversation she was having with Helma when she saw a male approaching her. It was P.J. Mari had a huge crush on P.J, and she believed that the feelings were mutual, unlike her crush on Mason. They could relate to each other on so many levels. Not only were the home situations almost identical, they shared the same taste in music.
"What it do, young blood?" She was still sitting on the back of a pickup truck, grooving to the pop song that was currently playing. A genuine smile formed on her face, before she reached in, giving the male a hug. She crinkled her nose, he reeked of cigarettes. Gross. "Hey! This is actually pretty fun." Mari greeted. "What did you bring with you, though? We should definitely spark up," she said, softening the sound of her voice a bit.

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