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« Thread Started on Mar 12, 2007, 7:34pm » | |
Pool Party!
Dusk to Dawn!
• Ashley's Outfit
• Tiff's Outfit
For those of you who don't know, I RP both of them. xD
Tiff looked at Ashley getting out of the girl's silver Mercedes Benz. It was a pretty damn nice car if you ask me. Tiff was proud to say that her cousin had such good taste in automobiles. Alan, her other cousin, had pretty good taste, too, but he wasn't here and didn't plan on showing up, either. Ashley squealed as soon as she seen Tiffany, closing the door and trotting up to her friend, hugging her. She was a lot taller than Tiff but not a great deal more. Ashley, 19, was five foot five, while Tiff, 21, just barely reached five foot; she'd grown a lot in the past couple of years.
An hour later, everyone was out back by the pool, lounging and sipping alcoholic beverages, eating caviar, and doing cannonballs into the pool. Odd mixture, wouldn't you say? Well Tiff was friends with all types of people; the rich rebels as well as the poor punks. Tiffany Burton, the host of the party, was sitting on the miniature waterfall that the pool had at one in on the shallow end, the deep end actually measuring fourteen feet. It was a massive pool. Quite a few drunks were in the pool while some of the stoners were in the barn smoking reefer. A couple cokeheads were were in her bathroom snorting up lines. If no one died because of an overdose, Tiff would think it a miracle.
Meanwhile, Ashley was laying on a loungechair, leaning back and sipping a salt-rimmed margarita on the rocks with very little Jose Cuervo. She hated strong alcohol but liked it in fruity mixed drinks and to put it simply and in a sexist manner, chick drinks. She soaked in the song playing on the massive stereo system, which was currently FutureSex_LoveSounds by Justin Timberlake. Good song if you ask me but a lot of people don't like him. Haha, what losers. She suddenly heard a car pull up. She snapped up and looked at the door of the backyard. Was it her love?! She hoped so...
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« Reply #1 on Mar 13, 2007, 5:22am » | |
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No the car did not belong to her love as her love, Ransom, did not own a car. After he dropped out of college, his parents decided to pluck away all of his privileges that they were giving to him, like having a free car and free room and board. So now Ransom actually had to do things for himself. He paid for the rent in his own dingy apartment by working at a local recording studio; he helped set up and stuff. Instead of driving, Ransom either had to walk, or even worse, take the bus.
Ransom took the bus for the majority of the trip to Monroe. It was just quicker than walking from Seattle to Monroe. However, once the bus reached her Housing complex, he walked the rest of the way. He did not want to seem like the total bum that he was since a lot of the better looking girls were on the well-off side and they would not want to get with a guy who just hopped off of the bus. Instead of knocking on the front door like some of the more polite would do, Ransom cut across her front lawn and headed to the back yard. After all, where else would the party be?
Looking around, Ransom noticed that his apparel was a little off. He knew it was a pool party, but he did not think to wear one. Instead, he wore shorts that would be “short shorts” for guys considering they did not even reach his knees. Anyway, Ransom soon forgot this small problem when he heard what song was playing. He did not know what the song was called but he knew whom it was by. Anyone could tell that the high-pitched, almost girly voice belonged to Justin Timberlake. Without even bothering to say hello, he marched straight over to the radio in his Nike SB sneakers. He picked it up in his not so-macho hands and was about to throw it in the pool. The only reason that he put it down was because he did not have the money to pay the legal fees for electrocuting someone. Grumbling, Ransom roughly put the radio down and turned off the dreaded music.
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« Reply #2 on Mar 13, 2007, 3:04pm » | |
Ashley was sitting hopefully on the edge of the loungechair, biting her full bottom lip that was lightly glossed with pink Estee Lauder lip plumper. Her thin but soft hands gripped the seat, obviously anxious. Her French tipped nails clicked against the underside of it, matching toes curled beneath her feet. Her entire body was sunkissed, but not a nasty faux tan either. She had perfectly dyed peroxide blonde hair. She might have looked like all the other girls but she still pulled it off better than any of them--and was an original. It's hard not to love Ashley. She had so much hope that she and Ransom, a guy that was easily marked below her league (which she only possessed because she was wealthy and gorgeous, might I add), would become a couple soon. He was so handsome and seemed so strong. He was her Hercules even if he didn't know it. Yes, a god. Obessive? Mmm, she's still young; give her a break.
When the wooden planks of the backyard swung open, she squeaked and hopped up involuntarily. Not wanting to make a fool of herself, she picked up her margarita and sauntered confidently over to Tiff although fear was in her eyes. Ashley sat next to her only for Tiff to be getting up and walking over to greet rude Ransom. "Thanks. You read my mind," she called to him, a friendly smirk covering her nude lips, making a dimple show up on her left cheek. "Thanks for coming," Tiff went on. She slipped her arms around his waist and leaned in for a moment before pulling away and changing the dial on the stereo. My Sharona was replaced with the silence, a favorite of Tiffany although it gave preppy Ashley a headache.
Ashley pouted cutely and stood up, walking over to Tiff mainly as an excuse to get closer to Ransom. Yes, the two opposites were friends but since Ashley had such a big crush on him, it made her feel so childish to be hanging around him. Giggling when she seen him, she entwined an arm in his and put her head full of long, straight, blonde hair against his nearly non-existant bicep. "Heyyy," she cooed almost seductively, looking up at him with her gorgeous blue eyes and smiling. It felt good to touch him. In her opposite hand she held the margarita, sipping it with her tongue on the end of it, obviously putting on a show for Ransom and all of the other guys around. Actually, tehre were very few other guys.
"Ashley, keep your bikini on tonight--please--for me. Ransom will just break your heart anyway," protective Tiffany said to her cousin after gently pulling her away from Ransom. Of course she said this within earshot of him to let him know that he needed to be good as well without upfront telling him. Too bad she was going to nail him anyway, or at least try to. Ash just rolled her eyes and sighed, walking away. Tiffany was just trying to look out for her, but she didn't want her help at the moment.
Instead, she done exactly the opposite just to be stubborn. "Hey handsome, join me," she cooed to Ransom, walking off with her rear moving quite a bit not to mention her chest. She was a tease, yes. Getting into the hot tub slowly and seductively, she leaned her head back to see Ransom upside down, her chest quite visible at the moment. Tiffany just sighed and shook her head half in disgust and half in pity for Ransom. All he wanted was some ass probably but Ashley had much more in mind than that.
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« Reply #3 on Mar 13, 2007, 7:39pm » | |
--Swim Trunks--Tee Shirt--Shoes--
The sound of rolling wheels preceeded him down the street, as did the grind and clap as he hopped up to grind the sidewalk for a moment before returning to the street. Honestly, Ioannes wasn't even sure why he was going to this party. He didn't know anybody here, and judging by the look of the house, the person throwing this party was rich. Still, he had received an invitation from someone in one of his classes at college. Honestly, he didn't even know who was hosting the party. He knew her name, but had never met her.
As Ioannes came closer to the house, he let his skateboard come to a halt before setting his foot on the ground and holding it still. Maybe he shouldn't go... He didn't know anybody, and as always he had homework he could be doing instead. He had a lab paper to write up, too... He could hear people yelling, music playing (not very good music, but music nonetheless). Someone pulled up in an extremely expensive car, which made Ioannes want to turn around even more. These were obviously very rich people, and not the kind he usually hung around with.
Then again, he shouldn't be so quick to judge. Maybe they were okay. Anyway, the worst that could happen would be that he would get kicked out because he hadn't actually been personally invited by the hostess. If that happened, so what? With his mind made up, Ioannes hopped up onto the curb again and rode up to the gate. When he was there, he kicked the end of his skateboard up and caught it, stepping in and looking around a little. He already felt out of place, but he wasn't going to turn around now and leave.
Instead, Ioannes made his way over to one of the chairs arranged around the pool and sat down, setting his skateboard nearby and looking around for anyone he knew. No one yet, but maybe someone he knew would come along... Or someone might come over to talk to him. If not, then he could watch everyone else swim for a while... Maybe he'd get a water polo game going. Those were usually fun... Even though most of the people here seemed to be drunk. He'd see what happened, and if he got bored or felt too uncomfortable, he could always go home.
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