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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 18, 2008 17:29:00 GMT -5
Walking towards the campsite Kennie looked down, assessing her attire for the evening. Twigg had said she'd be here but Kennie had chosen to appear ealier than the festivites. Dressed in a regular tank top and pair of torn jeans Kennie looked as she generally liked to. There was nothing about her that would change to please people.
The sun was barely setting and a light breeze was picking up, that was to be expected where they were though. And being a native something that Kennie was all too used to. Watching a few men put together the fire in the gigantic fireplace nearby Kennie watched the waves slap against each other. Something inside her cracked ever so slightly...she was sure it had something to do with loneliness, thought that was something she'd never admit as long as she lived.
Walking nearer to the fire she opened a nearby shed, pulling out several buckets full of hot dog roasting sticks. What kind of fire-night would it be without the roasts. "Whose bringing the food?" She asked to no one in particular.
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Post by Selene "Twigg" Richards on Mar 20, 2008 13:55:35 GMT -5
It was as strange feeling to be off to meet Kennie when she knew neither of them had the little bundle of joy they called Tyler with them, the boy was usually always with at least one of them. Hair tamed in long plaits, one either side of her face, she looked quite innocent, instead of the ring that usually went through her septum she had in a clear retainer, making the piercing invisible and her face strangely plain, what was even more strange was the lack of makeup, her mum would be proud to see nothing more than a thin sliver of eyeliner and a coating of mascara instead of the hude painted eyes she often had.
Shoving her hands into her pockets she saw the flames of the fire before she saw the campsite. The haunt wasn't far from their houses and Kennie had agreed to go on ahead to get everything set up, hopefully there would be a good crowd tonight and it would give both girls a chance to mingle, they loved each other like sisters that was true, but everyone needed a change once in a while. Lifting one sandal clad foot she dodged a log of driftwood and continued up the slope, the shadowy form of her best friend now visible. It seemed both girls had gotten the memo on casual, Twigg was also dressed in just jeans, though hers were skin tight, sewed to the slender length of her legs and where as Kennie had a tank top, Twigg had a pale basque that was equally as tight to her body.
Raising a hand in greeting she flashed a grin in the darkness, the light of the flames casting strange shadows on her face as if she were some demon stepped out from a horror film. From what she could see Kennie was unpacking some things. Reaching the girl she dropped the holdall that had been dangling from her arm as she walked, onto the floor. "Food's here, I'm here, let's get this started." Dropping down she planted a kiss on Kennie's cheek before straightening up.
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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 22, 2008 18:38:21 GMT -5
Humming to herself as she set out plates and the like for when the food arrived Kennie smirked, hearing the all too familiar voice of her other half. Turning to see Twigg in all her single glory Kennie let out a long awaited laugh. "This is new isn't it?" She asked, signifying the fact that there wasn't a little boy tugging at one of them. Taking some of the food from Twigg's hands she spread it across the table.
Bobbing her head to the song that played through her head Kennie looked around, wondering who was going to show for the Friday night showdown. Tonight was a massive party slash camp-out at the campsite. Anyone was welcome. These things generally happened once a month. The two girls rarely missed it.
"How heavy do you think it'll get tonight?" Kennie asked her friend, blowing some hair from her face. Twigg always had the perfect look for whatever she was doing whilst Kennie found a way to fit into her own niche. Moving slowly she realized the jeans she was wearing were tighter than her work jeans. Though there were holes they made her butt just as defined as it should be.
Raising her hands in a stretching motion she pondered who would appear that night. Who theywould get to know and who each one of them would go to bed with, so to speak. Some things were just that inevitable.
Watching certain people mill around the roaring fire Kennie split open a bag of marshmallows and poured them into a bowl that was set up just for that purpose, hence it's marchmallow shape.
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Post by Selene "Twigg" Richards on Mar 23, 2008 12:02:46 GMT -5
Whenever her hair was tamed as it was now, Twigg felt slightly different, as if the hairstyle brought out the innocent side in her and dulled the 'roaring beast' has her Mother had once described it. Hell, some people liked that 'roaring beast,' but currently she was saving it for the next time she would see Wyatt. Even the passing thought of him made her stomach flip as if it thought his name was occasion enough to practice some somersaults. There were more and more signs starting that the guy was becoming increasingly important to Twigg and it terrified her, she had always agreed not to fall for a guy, Tyler was the only boy she needed right now and he was the most important thing in her life.
Trying to shake the unnatural feeling from her stomach she fixed a rather shakey, but believable smile onto her face and settled herself down on the most intact piece of driftwood that she could find that was nearest to the raging fire before them. Keeping her eyes on the dancing light of the fire, she tried to hide the truth in her eyes, but it would be hard, she'd need some excuse for when it came to the questions her best friend would pose. "I'm not sure, I saw a few people who seemed pretty set on coming, but you never know with people around here do you?" Sighing she shook her head, tonight would be just what she needed to take her mind of any problems that were occuring right now.
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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 23, 2008 12:07:43 GMT -5
Watching the way Twigg stared into the firelight unnerved Kennie. Though she spoke as if she were fine and her eyes did their glaze and hide act Kennie was sure there was something going on inside her best friend that beat the average screw and leave attitude. Or she could be completely off base. Whatever it was, Twigg seemed to be at her best with the hiding game this evening.
"What's going on?" Kennie asked, knowing full well that as badly as Twigg wanted to lie and be okay she could only lie to Kennie for so long about it. After all they were closer than sister's even. Watching the fire with her friend Kennie began roasting her own marshmallow, slowly turning it around and around above the orange flames that dared to destroy it if it got too close.
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Post by Lynn O'Toole on Mar 23, 2008 21:22:51 GMT -5
Lynn was walking along towards the campsite. With the help of her cane she easily made it through the obsticals of the woods before she smell of a fire hit her nostrils. Well, she knew she was going the right now. She hadn't been sure for a bit. Then she heard voices as she started to near the fire. She had heard about the party, and though she wasn't really one for big parties and drinking, she figured why not. She needed a little fun in her life, after all.
She was dressed in a black tube top, which revealed the top portion of her tattoo over her heart, with a red swirling floral patter that actually made the outlines of a peacock. a pair jeans with tiney holes at the corners of the back pockets, and a pair of black converses that just absolutley loved, as well as her sunglasses that covered her vivid blue eyes. She had a denim jacket in her arms in the event that she got cold. Her hair was down, and straightened out. It hadn't been an easy feat, but she managed to do it on her own. She had on some red and pink bangles on her left hand and a golden crusafix on a matching chain.
When the smell of a campfire became more strong and the voices a little louder she stopped and just stood there with her cane in hand. She had to admit that she was a little nervous about this. It would be the first time in a while that she had gone to any major parties since her accident. She hated to admit that, but yeah, it was true. Most people didn't exactly like the idea of having a blind person at a party full of drunks for various reasons.
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Post by William Elliot on Mar 23, 2008 23:30:31 GMT -5
Several invitations were made to him by girls to go to this party in the campsite. At first the idea didn't seem that appealing, dirt, drunkenness and marshmallows, not Will's favorite things, far from it. He was more the type of, Class, Glamour and Champagne but now, that was impossible to happen. So, even though it wasn't his type of party, he decided to go and try to enjoy the best he could.
Stopping his Lamborghini, William's eyes scanned the area for a guy, spotting one he called him as he closed the car door and went to the trunk "Hey, want to win some money?" he asked the boy while taking 2 large and heavy cool-boxes from the back of his car. The guy came as fast as he could after hearing the word money. "Grab this two cool-boxes and follow me" he stated without looking at him and starting to walk towards the light of a fire.
Indeed he could had brought them by himself, but what fun would it be?Looking over his shoulder a sly smile appeared as he noticed the trouble the other guy was having to be able to bring the boxes. People would do anything for money, even lowering themselves to anyone.
Tonight William wasn't wearing one of his suits, although strange, he wanted to feel more comfortable and besides, those kind of outfits weren't made for this type of situation. Instead, he was wearing jeans ripped in several places, obviously already bought like that, a large white belt and a yellow tight shirt, it was casual, but every piece wasn't cheap at all. "Stop here" he stated to the guy and gave him a 100 dollar bill.
Looking around, he spotted Twigg and her friend, which although they still didn't had the pleasure of talking, he had seen her several times before around the school. "Hey gorgeous" he greeted passing by a girl with sunglasses and a cane.Stopping, he turned around and analysed the situation better,William wasn't stupid, far from it, and If he was in the her spot, the last thing he would want, would be to feel left out, so , going two steps back he kindly took her hand, it wasn't out of pitty, just an act of good faith "Don't worry, follow my lead" he stated with a warm voice leading her to where the girls were.
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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 23, 2008 23:41:24 GMT -5
Slowly, people were beginning to trickle aruond the fire. Tents were being set up whilst some people were just throwing down their sleeping bags. Kennie and Twigg had yet to have to bring their own supplies when it came to this event. Noticing a guy from school walking towards her she smiled, Lynn was at his side. Smiling widely, though she knew her new friend couldn't see it, Kennie stepped forward. "Lynn, you made it!" She said with enthusiasm. Their song was coming along greatly and Lynn had become closer to Kennie than she'd imagined she would.
Putting her hand on Lynn's other arm, a form of habit the two had developed in the few weeks they'd known each other, she faced the man beside her. "I've seen you around, I won't lie though..." She said, a smile still toying with her volupcious lips. "I don't know your name." She said, pushing some messy hair from her face. Kennie was just....relaxed with herself in more ways than anyone could really understand.
Looking to Lynn and then to Twigg she smiled, motioning for Twigg to come over. The girl would get the hint eventually. Putting her hand towards the man a laugh managed to escape through her lips. "I'm Kennie." She stated. It was well known around White Hill that Jamie Canstine had long since shed the name her mother gave her. "And Lynn..you're meeting more people than me and I've lived here forever."
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Post by Lynn O'Toole on Mar 24, 2008 0:27:01 GMT -5
Lynn just stood there debating on whether to turn back around and leave or move on foreward. That's when she heard footsteps behind her and then they passed her, and whosever feet they were said something, but then he paused. She heard jim take a few steps back and she couldn't hide the surprise when he took her hand. Her head turned to Will when she heard his voice wishing she could see his face. She turned her head back forewards once he led her over to some other people.
She smiled softly when she recognized the familiar voice of Kennie. She nodded her head. "Would you believe me if I told you I had planned to stay home tonight?" She asked sweetly laughing softly. When she felt Kennie's arm on hers she reached hers, with the can in it, to Kennie's and smiled warmly.
She just listened as Kennie talked wondering who the guy holding her hand was as well, and why on earth he had thought to lead her over. When she heard Kennie's statement directed to her Lynn pulled her hand out of Will's in an embarrased manner. "I don't know if you would call what just happened 'meeting someone', but whatever." She said gently as she reached for the tip of her can and collapsed it down into the carved handle.
She then turned her body to face Will, or at least she assumed he was still there. She held out her hand as her blue eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to stare past his shoulder. "I'm Lynn, Lynn O' Toole." She said smiling warmly.
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Post by William Elliot on Mar 24, 2008 0:44:50 GMT -5
William wasn't surprised Kennie knew the girl, that was the reason he had grabbed her hand and lead her to them, early that week he had seen them together, and having their backs turned, it was only normal not to see the girl. A charming smile appeared as Kennie claimed she had seen him before but didn't knew his name "Likewise" he stated simply with a wink. "I'm William" he introduced himself as well, shaking her hand for a second gently after releasing it from Lynn's.
"I have to say, the audacity was mine to bring her to you, I knew you were friends and If I didn't brought her, we would lose one hot girl" he teased smiling warmly. "It's a pleasure Lynn" he felt there was no need to say his name again so he just shook her hand gently as well. "I'll be back in a second" he said before heading towards where the cool-boxes were left, picking them up and taking them neat the girls. Inside it was filled with alcohol of every kind, from whiskey, to vodka, champagne, martini and many more. "Feel free to take as much as you can handle" he stated opening both boxes and taking a bottle of whiskey from one of them and a glass, yes, a glass.
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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 24, 2008 0:51:08 GMT -5
Chatting up with Twigg and Lynn brought Kennie's party drive up more than she had thought it would. After all....all the things with Wyatt during the week had brought her to a whole new level of excited and confused. Nodding at William she smiled, a boy that she could get to know as well. Though he seemed like the type of guy she'd give crap everytime she saw him. Hopefully he could handle her version of sarcasm and humor.
Noticing the alcohol Kennie glanced at William, her mouth dropping a little. "We're offically friends." She smirked at him. Turning to Lynn she bent a little closer as the freshmen showed up, getting louder by the minute. "What's your poison?" She asked with a smirk, taking the drink that Twigg knew would suffice her for the beginning of a wild night.
Moving to the side after she'd gotten her own drink and Lynn had hers Kennie took a long swig, pulling back she whiped her mouth slowly with the tips of her fingers. "Ah...the night has begun." She laughed, her mouth open and her heart in it. Part of her wondered if something would happen with William and Lynn..though she only played matchmaker for some people.
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Post by Lynn O'Toole on Mar 24, 2008 1:03:35 GMT -5
She listened to him and rolled her eyes gently shaking her head softly at his playful attitude. "I could have came over on my own without a gentelman to escort me over thank you very much." She said as she swung her cane handle around for a moment before tucking it into a front pocket. She smiled softly when she felt him take her hand again. "Oh, but the pleasure is all mine." She said smiling ruefully before she turned back to Kennie.
She was about to say 'no thanks'. She wasn't really that big a drinker. After all, drinking is what brought her this life of eternal darkness, but for some reason she felt the urge. "Beer." She answered gently hoping it would be the good stuff. She held out a hand waiting on Kennie to hand her the desired drink and she smiled when she felt the cold bottle in her hand. She reached down and placed the bottom of her shirt on the cap and twisted to open it.
She brought it to her lips and then carefully walked over to the logs next to the camp fire and sat down. She lifted up her sunglasses and placed them ontop of her head as she took a swig of the beer. It would probably take her all night just to drink that one bottle. Once again, she wasn't much of a drinker.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 24, 2008 1:45:56 GMT -5
Haley had been sitting around her apartment all day, being bored out of her fucking mind. Then she'd remembered being invited to some bonfire.... or.... well, she couldn't exactly remember. She'd changed into her favorite pair of form-fitting jeans and a red halter.
Now she was walking towards the small group of people that was gathered, and wondered if she'd made the right choice in coming. Shrugging she just walked over and smiled a little. "Hey." she said in greeting. Haley wasn't much for social avenues. Well, when she wasn't out at the club, that is. Dancing seemed to free her spirit, and Trey was pretty good at that too, come to think about it. [/blockquote]
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Post by Kennie Canstine on Mar 24, 2008 1:51:20 GMT -5
A few minutes earlier Twigg had found a few of her band members and abandoned her for the time being, Kennie on the other hand was fine with it as she placed herself beside Lynn, sipping at her own personal alcohol. Upon meeting Will she was thrilled that he'd provided such a thing so quickly, a man after her own heart. The thought sent a pang through her as Wyatt's image popped up in her mind. It was getting nearly ridiculous at how often that really happened.
"You don't come to these often?" She asked Lynn, taking another swig as she watched a girl with extremely blue eyes enter the campsite. The fire was top notch, food was being cooked and handed out. It seemed the place would be in full swing soon enough.
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Post by William Elliot on Mar 24, 2008 1:59:48 GMT -5
William poured the whiskey to his glass and after closing the bottle, he took it to his lips, drinking a good portion of it. With each hand occupied, he walked closer to the fire and sat next to Lynn in a large log. For some time he didn't say a word, just watching as the flames danced in front of him, every few minutes taking the glass to his lips, the content disappearing fast. So far that "party" didn't seem to be that great but he would give it some more time, who knew, maybe alcohol helped.
Slowly, Will turned his head to the side and stared Lynn for some moments, her eyes were incredible, it was a shame they were just there to show. "So tell me" he stated not loud, not wanting to scare her and making a large pause before saying the rest of the sentence so she would be able to recognize his voice "Are you knew around here?I'm sorry If you're not, but I honestly never saw you before, besides this week of course" he added with his well known charming smile, obviously, she couldn't see it, but he wasn't making it to flirt, it was an automatic action.
Another girl appeard, this one he also didn't knew, "Good evening" he stated over his shoulder to her with a gentle smile as he poured more Whiskey into his now, empty glass.
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