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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 13, 2007 13:44:20 GMT -5
Well, what a better place to meet people other then the night club? There was always somebody to talk to and sure there was a good chance that they were super drunk or something, but there was always the chance that they weren't going to be. Of course there was no telling that Stevey wasn't going to be completely wasted by time she talked to anybody. Sure, she wasn't a lightweight or anything like that, but considering how much she could drink in a short amount of time, there was always the chance that she'd be drunk after just about an hour, but that would be bad and she wasn't just trying to be drunk tonight, so she'd probably not go as crazy on things. After making sure that her hair was sticking up the right way and that her bandanna was correctly in place, she smiled her snake bite smile and then left her house. Both of her dad's were out tonight probably getting high and then going to go have sex for a few hours. Sure, it was odd to think about that, but it was probably the truth. They were the only people that were their ages that probably still acted like teens. Of course they did tend to get all parent like at times, that would usually kind of annoy Stevey, but she'd let it pass.
After adjusting a black from first to last shirt, she headed towards the club. There were a bunch of different colored bow clips in the bangs of her hair. As usual she wore a pair of black pants with a metal studded belt. That was pretty much one of the only pairs that she ever wore, she was just weird when it came to buying clothes and usually went for just the different types of things or just whatever she decided looked pretty cool. Actually a few shirts even came from her dads' closets or friends' places too. There was a huge amount of beaded bracelets as well as some just other random types of bracelets. Brown green eyes were outlined in black and there was a little bit of pink eyeshadow on the top lids. Over all, she looked pretty normal except for her spiky pink hair. There was also some other colors in there as well, but the pink was the most prominent.
Upon arrival at the club, she opened the door and headed right towards the bar. There she ordered herself a vodka on the rocks before sitting down and waiting. Once the drink had come she started to slowly sip at it. If she wasn't thinking about it, she'd probably just end up gulping it down, but she didn't really want to do that tonight so it would just take a lot of concentration. Her eyes scanned the crowd for any interesting people or anybody that just seemed like they were going to need some sort of company. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 14, 2007 16:16:29 GMT -5
"No, no, no" she said in the middle of laughing.
"That's not even the best part" she slapped the shot glass down on the bar counter. She shook her head and the group of college boys around her continued to laugh.
"So these girls are all going around telling everyone that I miscarriaged when I've never even been pregnant. So it's about three of four girls who started it and before I left the place I had to leave my mark, right?" Peyton pushed a strand of wavy hair behind her ear, and with another giggle took another shot. She adjusted her turqiouse tube dress and looked between the boys.
"So I screwed their boyfrends then got the hell out of there"
There was an uproar of laughter. It was a rather funny scene to think about, especially what would've happened after Peyton left.
"Well, my dears, I'll be back" she said, stumbling up, a giggle shortly followed. Peyton walked towards the bathroom and looked around. Nice, there was a red couch in the area before you walked into another larger area with the stalls used more for blow jobs rather than their origional purpose.
Peyton sat on the couch, leaning her head on her hand. She looked up and saw the mirror, meerly there for narcissistic pleasure. She wiped away a small streak of running eyeliner and looked back down at the ground, her legs curled under her. She wanted to forget about everyting, but harder said than done.
ooc;;
I'm so sorry that sucked
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 14, 2007 16:42:01 GMT -5
Stevey was at the bar for a little bit sipping softly at a few drinks. After she was a little bit on the tipsy side of things, she stepped herself away from the bar and looked around a little bit. Slowly she walked into the crowd of people that were all moving around to the beat of the music. A hand moved through the pink spikes on the back of her head for a moment before she danced her way through the crowd. It seemed that if you danced through the swarm of people, you ended up getting through faster then if you pushed. You see, if you pushed people got all mad at you and start to talk to you, but if you just danced they thought that you were just really feeling the music or something like that, either that or they just didn't want to bother the crazy person that was dancing in a rather odd motion since walking was involved.
After she'd made her way through the crowd, she smiled and walked over towards the bathroom. She pushed the door opened and saw the couch and grinned. "Reason a million and fifty why I love clubs," she said moving to sit next to a blonde haired girl that had already occupied the couch. Her eyes moved over her for a moment. She seemed as though she may have been a little bit drunk as well. "Hey," she said smiling at her. "I'm Stevey," she added putting a hand out to the girl. Yes, it was a little bit upfront and all, but that's how Stevey was, she didn't want to sit there in an awkward situation. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 15, 2007 21:11:23 GMT -5
Peyton shut her eyes again, as if to force out memories from her mind. They came flushing in with no stop. She had her head leaned on her hand, stabilizing it. The alcohol made it heavy on her shoulders. She opened her eyes and looked at the table in front of her. There was a drink there, almost full. She reach forawrd and grabbed it, it probably belinged to one of the two people moaning in a stall in the next area over. She took a sip of the stuff and rested her head on her hand again. She heaved a heavy sigh and shut her eyes again.
Her eyes fluttered open when she felt someone sit next to her. She looked to her left at the other girl that was now occupying the second half of the couch.
"I'm Peyton" she said, her voice was scratchy from the yelling over the blaring speakers of the club and the alcohol. She could feel the bass pumping in her chest from thise speakers now. No matter where you went in a club you couldn't escape the loud noises. She shook the girls hand, a small smile on her face.
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 15, 2007 21:29:28 GMT -5
She pulled her hand back after the brief handshake and nodded a little bit. "Ah, cool," she said thinking for a moment. "You go to Shallow High?" she asked a moment later. She had yet to really meet anything here, so it would be a plus if the first person she met actually went there. "I'm starting there in september." Actually, this wasn't going to end up being the first time she'd been in the school system here, but there was no need to explain all of that right now. It was with a little bit of a nod that she leaned back on the couch a little bit. "Really loud in here, eh?" eh asked with a small laugh as she still realized that the music was pounding into her brain. She'd probably barley be able to hear once she left the club, though it would probably only last a little bit and it was well worth it for having a night of just having fun and enjoying herself. Sure, it seemed like she did that almost every night, but that was besides the point. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 15, 2007 21:38:47 GMT -5
Peyton nodded reaching down on the floor to her bag.
"Yeah, I start there in September too," she said grabing a pack of cigarettes, she hit the top so one would pop out.
She reached around in her bag, leaving the carton out in case the other girl wanted a smoke. She nodded again, "Yeah," more shuffling in the bag for a lighter, "I really hate this music" she said referring to what would be heard on some contemporary hip hop radio station, or some shit like that. She found the lighter and pulled it out, she glanced over at the other girl.
"You mind if I-?" she didn't really finish her sentence, she knew the girl would know what she meant. She didn't like smoking when there was someone who wasn't into it. She never did it when her cousin Gabby was around, Gabby was a total hypocrite. She hated smoking but did it sometimes anyways. Bless the girl
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 15, 2007 22:02:19 GMT -5
She looked at her and nodded a little bit. "Cool, what grade?" she asked looking at the pack of cigarettes that was laying out now. "Nope, I don't mind," she said reaching over to take one. She'd been in clubs long enough to know the moves that said you were allowed to take things. Without a word she put the cigarette between her lips and pulled a lighter out of her pocket before lighting up the edge of it and inhaled slowly. With that, she slipped the lighter away and then smiled as he blew some smoke out of her lips.
"Ya," he said softly. "This music sucks," she said rolling her eyes. "It's the one thing that turns me off about clubs, I prefer like concerts or like some sort of a club that plays with local bands," she said grinning a little bit thinking that the other girl probably liked the same type of music as well since most people who liked this hip hop stuff liked the other popular stuff. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 15, 2007 22:08:11 GMT -5
Peyton nodded and put the cigarette back between her lips, lighting up. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She shut her eyes and leaned her head on her hand again. She opened her eyes and looked at the girl again.
"I'll be a senior" she said taking a drag on the cigarette "how about you, missy?" she asked, tossing the lighter back in her bag along with the white carton.
She nodded.
"Yeah, this city definatley needs more of those" she said, ruffling her hair. She listened to the people in the other room, she couldn't help but laugh.
"You need to learn how to fake an orgasm sweetie!" she called, she laughed again, taking another puff.
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 16, 2007 0:00:15 GMT -5
She nodded a little bit at this. "I'll be a junior," she said as she slowly inhaled and exhaled the smoke. "Unfortunately," she said with a small sigh. "I can't wait to be done with highschool," she added shaking her head a little bit as she leaned back and closed her eyes for a short moment before looking over at the girl and smiling slightly as she said something to two people having sex in one of the bathroom.
"Haha, ya, I'm trying to convince my dad to rent more space so that his tattoo parlor can also like be like that," she said with a shrug. "And one day he might," she added though it probably wouldn't be for a while. Pat tended to be a little bit of a jerk when it came to thing dealing with his business. "I'm guessing I'll be old enough to open my own by time that happens," she said sighing a rather smoky sigh. Her eyes moved to the door for a moment.
"Man, they could have picked somewhere cleaner," she said knowing how horrible club bathrooms could be. "LIke the alley way," she added with a small laugh as she leaned her head back a little bit. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 16, 2007 0:17:23 GMT -5
She nodded,
"Oh my god, I know I'm counting the days until I'm out of highschool" she really did hate it. She had so many plans. She was going to travel in between highschool and college. When she got to college she would be an art major, and possibly fashon. She wanted to open an alternative, indie fashion line made of natural products and give people in third world countries jobs and a proper education with adequate pay (THAT SOUNDS SO FAMILLIAR!).
"Oh your dad owns a tatto parlor?" she asked, brightening up slightly. She lifted up her wrist, three small black stars in a line down her wrist.
"That's all I have, I want more but I haven't been able to find a place around here. And that sounds mad awesome, I'd go probably every night" she said. No lie, it was kind of depressing in a way.
"Yeah I only come here because the bar is pretty good, and I think one of the tenders likes me so I get free drinks" she said with a tiny shrug, taking a sip of the drink.
She laughed when Stevey said this.
"Very true," she said "they couldn't possibly have gotten a room or something, I guess he was just too ancy." she shrugged and took a drag on the cigarette.
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 16, 2007 0:31:34 GMT -5
She nodded a little bit at this. "That actually sounds really cool," she said rolling the idea over in her mind. Actually it was pretty much genius. This girl was probably going to be one of those girls that would end up like changing the world and end up with her face everywhere. That would be cool to say that she'd once smoked with that girl, though it wasn't like anybody would ever end up believing anything like that. She inhaled slowly and nodded. "I wish I could think of something cool like that to do with my future," she added with a small shrug.
"Ya, it's pretty cool, well, one of my dad's the other one is just in a band," she said with a shrug. "Actually it's kind of cool hanging out with them," she added. Of course, sometimes it made him feel like he was hanging out with a child or something, but whatever, she was old enough to be able to take care of herself at this point and was sure that she'd end up growing up to be a lot like them. "I don't have tattoos yet, but piercings are more my things," she said though it was probably rather obvious since they were all over her face.
"Haha, ya, that's probably right," she said with a small shrug. "And your tattoos are pretty kick ass," she added with a little bit of a nod as she pointed to them. "I'm still thinking about what I want for my first one, I'm thinking about getting one on my hip," she said resting the cigarette between her lips and pointing to her right hip for a short moment before nodding a little bit and moving to take the stick from her lips blowing out a small amount of smoke into the air. |
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Post by -->PEYTON&&GABBY<-- on Aug 16, 2007 0:40:53 GMT -5
Peyton nodded taking a quick drag and blowing out smoke.
"Well, yea I just really care about some of the things going on in Africa and I want to do what I can to help out. So I figured I'd give people jobs that are fair and pay well and they can get an education so they can move on and make more money for their families." she said. She really did care about that, she had been wanting to do that for a long time now.
"Awh no tats? Well you must ger one, they really are fantastic," she said taking a sip. She didn't even know what the drink was, or if there were any drugs put in it. She was too drunk to care.
"Yeah I like your piercings. I have my ears only, and my belly button... I'd show you that one but I can't really take off the dress... Unless you don't care" she said. It would be kind of odd for Peyton to slide up the mini dress to show her a piercing, she'd probably fall over laughing too, but oh well.
She took another sip,
"Why thankyou, you'rs are... Wait you don't have any" she said with a laugh. She took another sip and laughed again.
"I'm sorry I'm just drunk off my ass, and your first tat should be 'Peyton' written across your boob" she said trying to sound as serious as possible. She laughed again. "Kidding... Just Kidding"
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Post by Emotion&Stevey&Chris on Aug 17, 2007 12:40:43 GMT -5
she nodded at this. "That's good. There needs to be more people like you in this world," she said blowing some smoke out of her lungs and looking up at the ceiling. Actually, she sort of decided that that really wasn't her best idea since the ceiling was gross from cigarette smoke and who knows what else could have gone wrong. Slightly disgusted she turned her eyes forwards once more.
"Not yet, I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I want to get," she explained. "But I'm thinking of like a heart or something, but not like the mainstream kind for valentines, but like a real one or something," she said with a shrug. "But I'm not entirely sure yet, I may wait and get that over my heart area so it looks like the skins been ripped opened," she explained in a slightly dazed fashion still continuing to blow some as well as inhale the poisonous smoke.
She laughed a little bit at this. "While it probably wouldn't really end up confusing my dads, I'm sure that they wouldn't be thrilled about that," she replied with a small laugh. "But if I ever get a somebody's name tattooed on me, I think it would be on my foot," she said holding it up. "Possibly the bottom so it's like that ownership thing in Toy Story," she said with a small laugh. "And I don't mind if you want to take your dress off, but somebody may try to rape you." |
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