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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 18:57:19 GMT -5
"Drake!" Amy squealed, pulling him into a tight hug and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey, Amy," he smiled, placing his arm in its usual spot--around her waist.
"There's already a couple of people here, and my parents aren't actually home right now," she laughed, "But, hey, you can meet them later, right?"
He laughed too, and nodded.
This place wasn't a house. It was a goddamn mansion! It was f***ing huge! [thatswhatshesaid] Stairs wound about to his left and right. Below them and through the middle opened up to be a large living room/dining room.
As they toured the house, the kitchen turned out to be to the right of the living room, a small bathroom on the left. Even further to the left was a guest room. From the kitchen led stairs to an even lower level. On this level was a gym, an inside pool, their garage, another guestroom, and hell knows what else. Upstairs, from the kitchen, main floor, was Amy's room, the master bedroom, Amy's brother's room, Amy's sister's room, a sh*tload of bathrooms, another guestroom, and Lord, they haven't even gotten to their yard yet!
"Nice place," he commented.
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 19:09:39 GMT -5
>>> The door bell rung. Then it rung again. And then, surprise surprise, it rang for a fourth and fifth time. When the door finally swung open, a whole huge crowd was waiting very impatiently. Most of them were party hards, or else, those people who knew every freaking person. Apparently word had gotten out about the part--which was always inevitable in high school.
Mary was in the back, smirking knowingly. She dismissed her guy friend, banishing him to to the Reject pile. Then she grabbed her friend by the crock of the elbow. "Bella. This is a party; smile. It's much more attractive."
She tried, really tried, to smile. But Bella failed miserably. She hated parties, especially ones where she was a tag along forced by Mary. To make things worse, Mary shoved her into a Mary thing. A skirt, a little too leg showing than she would've prefered.
"Who's the party host, anyway?" Bella had to almost shout over the growing noise.
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 19:21:09 GMT -5
"Amy, from our Trig class," Drake appeared at her side, offering her a drink with a smile. "Glad you could make it," he laughed.
"Drake!" Ava's voice came from the doorway. "I swear to God, if you're not here--"
"Excuse me," Drake said politely before striding over to Ava.
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 19:28:04 GMT -5
>>> Bella frowned, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. It was actually miming Mary's most subtle flirting move; but that was a fact that Bella had no idea about. She wasn't nervous, persay. Mary dragged her along to lots of parties, before running off with some loser with HOOK UP written on his chest in lip stick, and leaving Bella to fend off drunk party hard idiots.
She just still wasn't sure about Drake. Beside her, Mary looked pouty. "Hey, find some other cute guy to hook up with." She said. Crap. Did I just say that...he's... Gah. That came out wrong.
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 19:35:24 GMT -5
"Or," Jasper suggested, "You, Mary, can go hook up. Bella and I can stay here," he flashed a smile at Bella, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"These fags are all drunk," Rosalie whined. "You realize they're only in high school? Where the hell is this Amy getting all this booze anyway?!"
And where's Zane? Is he coming? she couldn't help but think hopefully.
Goddamn, Drake's eyes narrowed as he saw the two. Who called the vamps to crash the party? Those numbnuts!
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 19:49:52 GMT -5
>>> "High school is the infestation of drunks." Bella made a mental note to ignore any drinks that might come floating her way. "Oh, look, there's Zane."
Zane was in the process of trying to get out of the crowd without missing an arm. When he was about twenty feet away, he caught their eyes. He started to smile, but then two very giggly, very pretty and very slutty girls each grabbed an arm. He couldn't think of a way to shake them off without throwing them off in time--and the two of them dragged him away with a bunch of suggustive comments and flirty hair throws. Zane was left to be confused and taken aback, in an oddly cute way.
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 20:04:57 GMT -5
"I'll go rescue him now," Rosalie sighed. She flashed a grin at Jasper and Bella before setting off, AKA forcefully ripping each girl of off his arm.
"C'mon, Zane," she smiled, mocking the flirtatious girls, "Let's dance!" Neverheless, she dragged him out, swaying her hips and laughing.
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 20:35:35 GMT -5
>>> You could practically see the 'phew' coming off of Zane. He was well, pretty smooth at asking girls, but not so much at rejecting (without reducing them to tears).
"I'm forever in your debt." He said loudly, over the thumping, rather annoying music.
Bella, twisting a lock of her hair again, spotted Ava and Drake. "Ava's not finding very good company, lately."
Mary, sensing that this was the right time to scurry off, scurried off without a word.
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 21:18:00 GMT -5
"You find something wrong with Drake?" Jasper queried her with a raised eyebrow.
Not that he himself found something wrong with the poor boy (alright, there was a small hunch), but he was merely curious.
Okay, perhaps it was further than a small hunch. The dude gave off a weird vibe. Not to mention, he was Aaron's brother. But you weren't supposed to judge a book by its cover, right? Oh, and he looked like a stoner and sounded gay. That definitely didn't help either.
Oh well. Impressions are as impressions is.
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 21:28:11 GMT -5
>>> Bella shrugged.
"Birds of a feather, flock together." She said, simply.
>>> His statement was pathetically lame, Zane decided. It was cross between wimpy and awkward. Or maybe both.
But he was relieved and thankful. Those were probably the only two emotions crossing his mind right now. Zane smiled charmingly. That was one thing that he could do well without sounding/looking pathetic or wimpy.
He leaned in slowly, and kissed Rosalie on the cheek gently. He caught a quick whiff of fresh roses; how ironic.
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 23:18:40 GMT -5
"So you're judging him because of his brother," Jasper confirmed. Good. I'm not the only one who gets that freaky vibe.
Rosalie smiled and kissed him, inahling his sweet, woodsy maple scent.
In that moment, she forgot about her past with Stone everybody else. She glimpsed the future of her and Zane and Jasper and Bella and everybody. She thought of the sweet present - the time like no other.
And maybe that was why she kissed him again.
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 23:29:28 GMT -5
>>> "That's part of it. He's kind of creepy tho---," Bella stopped her sentence, catching sight of something that she probably shouldn't have seen. She looked at the ground, and kind of did a little grab at Jasper's arm--it would've been cute, but she was kind of holding on for dear freaking life.
Fine. So Rosalie starting to make out with Zane surprised her a bit.
>>> Fine. (Deja vu)
So, his dead best friend's maybe ex-girlfriend starting to kiss him took him aback. But did he really give a f***? No, not really. Correction; no, he didn't give a f***.
Zane's brain (no pun intended) took a vacation in Alaska, leaving his body, lips and arms (which were holding Rosalie close to him) there. His brain took a minute to catch up with his body. But he didn't give a f***, remember?
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 23:35:38 GMT -5
Jasper glanced at them for a mere moment before saying in a nonchalant tone, "Creepy indeed. Gives off a freakish vibe, you know?"
Rosalie moved slightly away. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry--I don't know what came over me--I just--Oh! Sorry!"
They had formed a sort of flirtatious relationship, but never, God, never one like this! What would Stone think? Suddenly, Rosalie felt dirty. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.
"I think that was hot," a voice muttered in her ear.
She looked up to see who it was in the sea of people, but she really couldn't identify anybody she knew. Who said that?
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Post by spottie on May 24, 2010 23:43:52 GMT -5
A/N: I couldn't resist adding the bad breath part! x]
>>> Gah. Jasper's reaction was unflinching, and unnerving. "Um, yeah. Very. He had bad breath too." She said.
>>> She's lying. But she's right. Can't you see it, demonic idiot?! Are you half-dead or what? Yes, I am. And I happen to know that Stone could be watching this right freaking now. So? Nothings hotter than a hook up. Is this a party or what? Too many drinks, maybe. Turd. You didn't drink anything here.
Zane's bipolar voices were driving him nuts. Ouch. Kissing a girl (or having a girl kiss you) only to have her jump back and claim it was a mistake. Bruise to ego. Actually, his ego was just punched.
He shook his head like a dog, to clear out those thoughts. Then, sounding a little bored, he said, "You said it. Teenage hormones acting up again?"
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Post by ツღ on May 24, 2010 23:49:06 GMT -5
Jasper shrugged. "I think his breath smelled fine. It's just the asslike vibe he gives off,"
Rosalie suddenly realized what she'd done. Oh great. Bruised pride. "I dunno," she said slowly. "Zane, can we go on a walk? I hear their backyard is pretty nice,"
Without waiting for an answer, she took his hand and led him out to the winding yard filled with various fountains and lush green landscape.
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