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The ginger just nodded her head, listening to Arianna. She wasn't going to argue her anymore. Of course she knew she was wrong, but she decided against any apology towards the blonde. Ivy figured that once everyone was sober and thinking rationally, then she'd make an effort to seem less like a shitty person and more like a friend who's morality was just a tad... off. Her expression was neutral as she stood behind the door frame. "I know I deserve to feel like shit, but-" Slap. The teen's face turned as she was slapped with such force, her hand meeting her own red cheek while she recoiled in pain. Right then and there, if she wasn't so set on being left alone, she would have gone after Ari, causing more of a scene. However, she figured that it would only add to her repertoire of dramatic altercations. She didn't say a word once she straightened up, just breathing heavily and recovering from the shock of being physically hit by the blonde. It should have been expected, but Ivy was beyond words since she had already made it a point to be left alone so others can enjoy their day.
Once Ari was making her way down the stairs, Ivy backed into the room and closed the door. This time, she locked it, and prayed nobody would come pounding on it like just moments ago. A word hadn't even been uttered from her lips, she was too busy feeling bad for herself to focus on anything else other than the warfare going on behind her skull. Usually, she would take a nap, maybe pout and cry to compensate for the serious emotional issues she had.But this time, she picked up her phone and called her brother. He was a graduate from the year before her, and when he was around, him and Ivy practically ran the school. All the girls loved Anders, he was a much more loving and softer soul than Ivy. He would protect Ivy when she'd get herself into trouble, but now she was up a creek without a paddle. When he answered, he was confused, but she didn't hesitate to fill him on why she was upset.
"So in a nutshell," Anders sighed, "You were a bitch. Understandable. But things sorta kept snowballing? Some people took it too far? Is that what you're saying? And you're now dating that Asian kid you had a thing for? Ivy, why are you like this?" He groaned from the other line. He was laying in bed, trying to get rest before work in a couple of hours, and his little sister decides to unleash all her problems onto his plate.
"Like I know I was wrong." Ivy lied back on the bed, confessing her wrongdoings, "And I know that I could be a much better person and apologize even if my- quote on quote friends are wrong too. But what's it worth if they're just going to bitch at me for the whole trip? I ruined a relationship. A shitty one- but I ruined it." Anders talked her through it, and made sure that she knew that even if her friends were being asses, that two wrongs didn't make a right. He encouraged her to think of what their dad would do, and left her with that thought. "Text me if you need anything. I'd say just take a nap and relax, but when everyone's willing to listen to you later, use that to make things right by some. I know Avery or Ari wouldn't take it too well, but knowing Brice, Sean, and Freya, they'll understand you for the most part. Just don't make it all about yourself, you'll seem inconsiderate."
And with that, Ivy said her goodbyes and thanked her older brother, putting her phone down on the bedside table, spotting her melted, and probably room temperature milkshake. "Damn, I never finished it." She whispered to herself, looking at the half empty cup. The teen then tucked herself into the sheets, burying herself into a cocoon of cozy blankets. Just a small nap, and then she'll apologize whether it was tonight or the following morning. Wishing she could never leave the room was quite unrealistic, as Brice was supposedly staying in there too, his belongings stacked up right next to hers, and the mere fact that she'd be hungry at some point foiled her chances of isolation. Maybe when everyone's asleep he'd come up and comfort her after her wonderful apology or whatever. Slipping into a sweet sleep, her mind drifted off to what she imagined would happen after she seemed genuine and admitted to her actions.
It played in her mind as such, as if it was a shitty Disney sitcom. Brice would be swooning over her, as if she was the queen of everything. "Oh, Ivy Rose! What a kind and beautiful soul. Where have you been all my life?! It's like we were meant to be!" And Arianna would have come up to her and given the redhead a hug, proclaiming her newfound respect for her. "How did I not realize this sooner?! Let's be best friends, Ivy!" It was a delusional dream, but it distracted her from the harsh reality that she was sure to receive another slap with the force that rivals a wrestler suplexing their opponent. But for now, she enjoyed her life in her airy dream realm and ignored any and all activity on the floor below hers.
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Once Ari was making her way down the stairs, Ivy backed into the room and closed the door. This time, she locked it, and prayed nobody would come pounding on it like just moments ago. A word hadn't even been uttered from her lips, she was too busy feeling bad for herself to focus on anything else other than the warfare going on behind her skull. Usually, she would take a nap, maybe pout and cry to compensate for the serious emotional issues she had.But this time, she picked up her phone and called her brother. He was a graduate from the year before her, and when he was around, him and Ivy practically ran the school. All the girls loved Anders, he was a much more loving and softer soul than Ivy. He would protect Ivy when she'd get herself into trouble, but now she was up a creek without a paddle. When he answered, he was confused, but she didn't hesitate to fill him on why she was upset.
"So in a nutshell," Anders sighed, "You were a bitch. Understandable. But things sorta kept snowballing? Some people took it too far? Is that what you're saying? And you're now dating that Asian kid you had a thing for? Ivy, why are you like this?" He groaned from the other line. He was laying in bed, trying to get rest before work in a couple of hours, and his little sister decides to unleash all her problems onto his plate.
"Like I know I was wrong." Ivy lied back on the bed, confessing her wrongdoings, "And I know that I could be a much better person and apologize even if my- quote on quote friends are wrong too. But what's it worth if they're just going to bitch at me for the whole trip? I ruined a relationship. A shitty one- but I ruined it." Anders talked her through it, and made sure that she knew that even if her friends were being asses, that two wrongs didn't make a right. He encouraged her to think of what their dad would do, and left her with that thought. "Text me if you need anything. I'd say just take a nap and relax, but when everyone's willing to listen to you later, use that to make things right by some. I know Avery or Ari wouldn't take it too well, but knowing Brice, Sean, and Freya, they'll understand you for the most part. Just don't make it all about yourself, you'll seem inconsiderate."
And with that, Ivy said her goodbyes and thanked her older brother, putting her phone down on the bedside table, spotting her melted, and probably room temperature milkshake. "Damn, I never finished it." She whispered to herself, looking at the half empty cup. The teen then tucked herself into the sheets, burying herself into a cocoon of cozy blankets. Just a small nap, and then she'll apologize whether it was tonight or the following morning. Wishing she could never leave the room was quite unrealistic, as Brice was supposedly staying in there too, his belongings stacked up right next to hers, and the mere fact that she'd be hungry at some point foiled her chances of isolation. Maybe when everyone's asleep he'd come up and comfort her after her wonderful apology or whatever. Slipping into a sweet sleep, her mind drifted off to what she imagined would happen after she seemed genuine and admitted to her actions.
It played in her mind as such, as if it was a shitty Disney sitcom. Brice would be swooning over her, as if she was the queen of everything. "Oh, Ivy Rose! What a kind and beautiful soul. Where have you been all my life?! It's like we were meant to be!" And Arianna would have come up to her and given the redhead a hug, proclaiming her newfound respect for her. "How did I not realize this sooner?! Let's be best friends, Ivy!" It was a delusional dream, but it distracted her from the harsh reality that she was sure to receive another slap with the force that rivals a wrestler suplexing their opponent. But for now, she enjoyed her life in her airy dream realm and ignored any and all activity on the floor below hers.
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Leon was of course confused by the events that were currently unfolding. It didnt help things when Sean grabbed both him and Noah and practically dragged the two of them toward the front door. It seemed he was too intoxicated for such a task though, as mere moments later, Noah had his arm around his shoulders and was escorting him up the stairs with an apologetic look on his face. Leon shrugged; at least Noah was being responsible. He was glad to see him step up to it.
Unsure as to what he should be doing now, Leon made his way back to the living room. Avery was in the middle snacking on one of the pizzas she had ordered and, not surprisingly, Arianna was back at the alcohol. Leon placed his bag at the foot of the couch and sprawled out on it face up.
"Phew. What a night, huh? And I haven't even been here...what, half an hour? An hour? I don't even know anymore."
He stretched his arms in the air as he stared up at the ceiling, drawing pictures in his mind on it like some sort of graffiti. Arianna called out to the room, and if Leon had to fathom a guess, it was probably her offering some alcohol.
Leon called back to her in a semi tired expression.
"Nah dude, not me. I'm hitting the beach tommorow morning; I don't need a hangover to damage that."
He let our a small yawn and continued to stare upwards at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to try and overtake him.
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Unsure as to what he should be doing now, Leon made his way back to the living room. Avery was in the middle snacking on one of the pizzas she had ordered and, not surprisingly, Arianna was back at the alcohol. Leon placed his bag at the foot of the couch and sprawled out on it face up.
"Phew. What a night, huh? And I haven't even been here...what, half an hour? An hour? I don't even know anymore."
He stretched his arms in the air as he stared up at the ceiling, drawing pictures in his mind on it like some sort of graffiti. Arianna called out to the room, and if Leon had to fathom a guess, it was probably her offering some alcohol.
Leon called back to her in a semi tired expression.
"Nah dude, not me. I'm hitting the beach tommorow morning; I don't need a hangover to damage that."
He let our a small yawn and continued to stare upwards at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to try and overtake him.
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Brice chuckled as Luis spoke...not because what he was saying was necessarily funny, but Brice was just...giggly. "I feel like your half of the deal is easier. You just have to lock them in a room and do what you enjoy most." He simpered. "But you got a deal. I'll head up later." He guzzled down the rest of his Cuban before leaving the empty glass on the bar.
Heading back into the kitchen, he grabbed a roll of paper towels and a broom. He was pretty sure that by the time he finished cleaning up the tequila. He was gonna end up smelling like he had downed the entire bottle himself. This didn't really bother him, but he figured Ivy would think he got trashed down here before coming to be. Though, something about that thought and wondering if she'd scold him or not made him chuckle again.
As he cleaned the mess, he heard Arianna come downstairs and offer up another shot. However, the only thing he could think about was how he could surely use a couple more Cubans before calling it a night. Those were probably his favorite and it easily made him consume more rum than necessary.
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Brice chuckled as Luis spoke...not because what he was saying was necessarily funny, but Brice was just...giggly. "I feel like your half of the deal is easier. You just have to lock them in a room and do what you enjoy most." He simpered. "But you got a deal. I'll head up later." He guzzled down the rest of his Cuban before leaving the empty glass on the bar.
Heading back into the kitchen, he grabbed a roll of paper towels and a broom. He was pretty sure that by the time he finished cleaning up the tequila. He was gonna end up smelling like he had downed the entire bottle himself. This didn't really bother him, but he figured Ivy would think he got trashed down here before coming to be. Though, something about that thought and wondering if she'd scold him or not made him chuckle again.
As he cleaned the mess, he heard Arianna come downstairs and offer up another shot. However, the only thing he could think about was how he could surely use a couple more Cubans before calling it a night. Those were probably his favorite and it easily made him consume more rum than necessary.
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Sean flipped over, his eyes peeling open with slow, slow agony. His lips parted in confusion, eyeing the room he was currently in. A hand was brought up to brush over his face, mushing a groan from his mouth. The boy shuffled upwards with an irritated breath. Where the fuck was he? His head still thrummed—fuck, Sean was still drunk. Using what remained of his shattered balance, the boy hobbled off of the bed. A curse tore out of his mouth as he nearly tripped over his own two feet. "Holy shit," Sean slurred, his eyes roaming over to Noah's.
"Hey you." A finger was shakily pointed to the boy, followed by a squinting of the eyes. "Thanks for—" Sean suppressed a burp. "—lugging my ass up here." Brushing his shoulder, the jock stumbled over to the door. His body leaned forward, shoving weight upon the white surface. A quick twist and the door was opened, Sean being thrown out by the sheer momentum. "Alcohol," he mumbled, rolling his eyes. "Bad choice." The boy, shoe-less, slapped a hand on the stair railings and inched his way down. Loud noises could be heard from the bottom of the stairs and the faint scent of pizza made its way into his nose. Sean sniffed, mouth nearly watering as his stomach growled. His eyes roamed over towards the boxes on the table then landing on Avery's piggish nature. Oh, fuck no. I'm getting my pizza and leaving.
The boy made his way towards the boxes and jammed a couple pieces onto a paper plate. The smell of alcohol turned his head towards Arianna, who was holding an unclaimed shot in the air. He walked over, plate still clutched in his hand as he snatched the shot. A quick tip of the glass and the contents poured into his mouth, burning like a wildfire through his throat. Sean slammed the shot down and sat, sending glares towards the rest of those in the room. He wish he hadn't woke up—if only his stomach didn't force him to exit the comfort of the bed. Swallowing, Sean took a bite of the pizza and chewed.
The boy turned his head to Arianna, a dead expression on his face. "So," he began, swallowing his pizza. "How bad did I mess up on a scale of one to ten?"
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"Hey you." A finger was shakily pointed to the boy, followed by a squinting of the eyes. "Thanks for—" Sean suppressed a burp. "—lugging my ass up here." Brushing his shoulder, the jock stumbled over to the door. His body leaned forward, shoving weight upon the white surface. A quick twist and the door was opened, Sean being thrown out by the sheer momentum. "Alcohol," he mumbled, rolling his eyes. "Bad choice." The boy, shoe-less, slapped a hand on the stair railings and inched his way down. Loud noises could be heard from the bottom of the stairs and the faint scent of pizza made its way into his nose. Sean sniffed, mouth nearly watering as his stomach growled. His eyes roamed over towards the boxes on the table then landing on Avery's piggish nature. Oh, fuck no. I'm getting my pizza and leaving.
The boy made his way towards the boxes and jammed a couple pieces onto a paper plate. The smell of alcohol turned his head towards Arianna, who was holding an unclaimed shot in the air. He walked over, plate still clutched in his hand as he snatched the shot. A quick tip of the glass and the contents poured into his mouth, burning like a wildfire through his throat. Sean slammed the shot down and sat, sending glares towards the rest of those in the room. He wish he hadn't woke up—if only his stomach didn't force him to exit the comfort of the bed. Swallowing, Sean took a bite of the pizza and chewed.
The boy turned his head to Arianna, a dead expression on his face. "So," he began, swallowing his pizza. "How bad did I mess up on a scale of one to ten?"
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Avery looked up from her slice of Pizza as Ari walked into the room. She poured herself shots, and held one out for the first taker. "Oh! Me! Me!" Avery sang through bites of pizza as she snatched it out of Ari's hand and washed down her pizza with it, then taking another bite as a chaser. "Honestly, pizza and alcoohol is osoooosoo good," she said. Leon was apparently going to try to go to bed on the couch already. "Oh, helllllll to the no!" Avery said, walking over to him with a fresh slice of pizza. She calmly laid it across his face, bread side down. "No sleepy sleepy mister," she said in a taunting tone.
Sean came down then, snatching another shot from who knows were in Arianna's area. She was practically shitting shots, for all Arianna knew. He had a paper plate full of pizza in his hand, and he picked up one, taking a bite and saying something to Arianna. While the other piece was in his hand, Avery walked up to him, grabbing the plate with the other pieces out of his hand. "Oh, for me? Thaaaannk you," she said, her words slurring on "thank". She turned around, walking over to the couch were Leon was. She plopped down right on his legs, grabbing the remote from the table in front of them and turning on the tv. She turned to E! and luckily enough, it was playing reruns of The Kardashians. "Fucgk yeahs!" she said, giving a little holler and fist pumping her hand into the air. "Damn Khloe yo ass so fat," she said as she watched the girl walk on screen. "Don't let anyone tell u u ain't bootyful girlfriend cause you're fucking vuluptinous!"
coding by cychoticSean came down then, snatching another shot from who knows were in Arianna's area. She was practically shitting shots, for all Arianna knew. He had a paper plate full of pizza in his hand, and he picked up one, taking a bite and saying something to Arianna. While the other piece was in his hand, Avery walked up to him, grabbing the plate with the other pieces out of his hand. "Oh, for me? Thaaaannk you," she said, her words slurring on "thank". She turned around, walking over to the couch were Leon was. She plopped down right on his legs, grabbing the remote from the table in front of them and turning on the tv. She turned to E! and luckily enough, it was playing reruns of The Kardashians. "Fucgk yeahs!" she said, giving a little holler and fist pumping her hand into the air. "Damn Khloe yo ass so fat," she said as she watched the girl walk on screen. "Don't let anyone tell u u ain't bootyful girlfriend cause you're fucking vuluptinous!"
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Brice had just begun cleaning the mess when he heard Arianna call his name. He perked, his attention turning toward her just as she asked if that was his glass and pointed to the empty one he'd sat on the bar not too long ago. He nodded to confirm her theory and she had proceeded to offer him a drink. He couldn't help smiling, almost dreamily, but more in love with the idea of another drink than the girl offering to make it. "If I didn't know any better, I'd suggest that you were trying to get me drunk." He teased playfully. A buzzed Brice was a silly Brice, and the more the alcohol began to sink in, the more silly he got. However, he knew his limit and he wasn't there yet. He was getting a tad spacey and a bit more...comedic, if you will, but he was still aware enough.
"Another Cuban." It was his favorite after-all. "There's no lime in there, but the rum and coke itself is enough. Don't poison me, Princess." He smirked, figuring the girl might just put a shot of coke in his cup of rum. And Ivy may have been the universal, titled princess of the school, but Brice used it to address most girls as a playful sort of taunting name. He then went back to cleaning, the alcohol soaked up and the wad of paper towels tossed to the side before he began sweeping up the glass.
Though, he got distracted again when Sean made another entrance, stumbling his way from upstairs to get food. He momentarily watched the group's antics, including Avery snatch up Sean's second slice of pizza. She was drunk as a skunk and somehow still had enough of her wits about her to be vengeful. Albeit, it was kinda cute in the way she did it, but he figured it was just her drunkenness. She then went and settled herself on the sofa, carelessly plopping on Leon as she turned on the TV. That was probably a good place for her to be for when she passed out and he figured Leon probably wouldn't mind... Well, as long as the girl could hold her liquor and didn't fall asleep before finishing the pizza, then there'd be no problems.
Speaking of pizza... Brice had forgotten all about his hunger. That's probably why he was getting buzzed a little more quickly than usual. Drinking on an empty stomach was never the way to go, but still he felt better off then probably all the others who had been taking nothing but straight liquor all day. In any case, he'd get himself a slice or two after he finished sweeping.
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Brice had just begun cleaning the mess when he heard Arianna call his name. He perked, his attention turning toward her just as she asked if that was his glass and pointed to the empty one he'd sat on the bar not too long ago. He nodded to confirm her theory and she had proceeded to offer him a drink. He couldn't help smiling, almost dreamily, but more in love with the idea of another drink than the girl offering to make it. "If I didn't know any better, I'd suggest that you were trying to get me drunk." He teased playfully. A buzzed Brice was a silly Brice, and the more the alcohol began to sink in, the more silly he got. However, he knew his limit and he wasn't there yet. He was getting a tad spacey and a bit more...comedic, if you will, but he was still aware enough.
"Another Cuban." It was his favorite after-all. "There's no lime in there, but the rum and coke itself is enough. Don't poison me, Princess." He smirked, figuring the girl might just put a shot of coke in his cup of rum. And Ivy may have been the universal, titled princess of the school, but Brice used it to address most girls as a playful sort of taunting name. He then went back to cleaning, the alcohol soaked up and the wad of paper towels tossed to the side before he began sweeping up the glass.
Though, he got distracted again when Sean made another entrance, stumbling his way from upstairs to get food. He momentarily watched the group's antics, including Avery snatch up Sean's second slice of pizza. She was drunk as a skunk and somehow still had enough of her wits about her to be vengeful. Albeit, it was kinda cute in the way she did it, but he figured it was just her drunkenness. She then went and settled herself on the sofa, carelessly plopping on Leon as she turned on the TV. That was probably a good place for her to be for when she passed out and he figured Leon probably wouldn't mind... Well, as long as the girl could hold her liquor and didn't fall asleep before finishing the pizza, then there'd be no problems.
Speaking of pizza... Brice had forgotten all about his hunger. That's probably why he was getting buzzed a little more quickly than usual. Drinking on an empty stomach was never the way to go, but still he felt better off then probably all the others who had been taking nothing but straight liquor all day. In any case, he'd get himself a slice or two after he finished sweeping.
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So you all can just wrap up what happened before you passed out (unless you're already passed out, ofc) and then start the next day !
So you all can just wrap up what happened before you passed out (unless you're already passed out, ofc) and then start the next day !
