If you let go, I'll let go tonight. [open]

[Patrick Donnohan]

: ooc : Yeah, I know there isn't a planned bonfire or anything, but bear with me. ^_^ : ooc :

Midnight. Nothing to do.

To beat the new-town boredom, Patrick was almost out of options. He was slowly depleting the allowance his parents had given him for the month, so anything remotely expensive was out of the question. This ruled out so many things, there wasn't much you could do on a low budget. At least, nothing Patrick Donnohan wanted to do. Ah, life is hard, he though bitterly, sarcastically. The only thing he had really been allowed to take, aside from the necessities, was his car; his baby. A '65 Mustang Fastback, remodeled completely by himself. He'd gotten it for his sixteenth birthday, and to this day it was one of his most prized possessions. Patrick jingled the keys in his hand before throwing open the car door. In a matter of seconds, he was gone.

Pulling onto the sandy shore, he grinned as he saw the huge bonfire. There was apparently a party of some sorts, with loud music, swimming, and booze. He could see that it was a large party, most looked to be about the age of sophomores through seniors, he doubted that there were any young, but you never knew. He hadn't known about this bonfire before, and probably wouldn't have come, but there was no use in wasting a perfectly good change to get wasted, now was there?

A few heads turned at his car, which happened often, and ever more heads turned as he stepped out, which was even more common. Patrick grinned, and nodded. Most went back to their business, partying and dancing about. With a mischievous grin, he watched a girl dive into the ocean, wearing only a birthday suit. Of course Patrick knew nothing of the differences between Castle Hill and Westfield, but he didn't know if any of these kids went to the same school. It appeared to be a random bonfire, started from nothing and turned into an excuse to party. It was a Saturday, why not? He blond pulled off his shirt, leaving only his necklace and his shorts, before heading over. The music grew louder as he approached, and he picked up a red cup, downing it's contents. Tasted like Miller, but he didn't care. The music pounded into his ears, enabling him to block out everything else.

Approaching the first pretty girl he saw, he coolly tapped her shoulder. "So you wanna dance?"

[Giuliette A. Delconte]

A pretty brunette sat quietly in the warm sand. She watched the waves crash along the shoreline. Giuliette let out a soft sigh before pulling off her black empire waisted sun dress. Giulie was left in a white and pink striped bandeau bikini top and a pair of white wash capris. She pushed her loosely curled hair to the side and took a small sip out of the red cup she had grabbed. The taste of the liquid was revolting to her but she was thirsty and had forgotten to bring her own bottle of vitamin water. Giuliette watched silently as people jumped into the cool ocean water. 'Wow' she thought. 'they're gonna catch somethin' Now Giulie may have grown up in Boston but she never had a thing for the cold. In fact she down right hated being cold.

Giuliette realized that there werent too many people from Castle Hill but that wasn't going to kill her mood. People didnt need to know what school she went to. Miss Delconte stood up and stretched. She dusted off her pants and tried to get as much sand as she could out of her hair. This was gonna be hard considering she had so much hair. When it was straight it would reach the small of her back; when it was curled it would reach a little higher. It was a good five minutes later before Giulie was fully satisfied with the amount of sand that she had gotten out of her raven colored tendrels.

She turned around and faced the parking lot of the the beach. Her big brown eyes spotted someone arriving to the party. He looked like he could be an upper classmen but he probably went to the other school. Giuliette grinned at that thought. She couldnt care less what school people went to.

[Alexia Paige]

Alexia walked slowly down the beach, right next to the water, letting the small waves tickle her freshly painted electric blue toenails. She was just relaxing tonight, and damn did it feel good, ever since she had gotten here it has been so suck-ish. She just wanted to be herself and let her hair down.

She was wearing a baby blue bikini, that was covered by a yellow halter top that said "RAVE" across the front in big letters, and jean shorts. She checked her cell for any new texts. Oh thank god...a text from her best guy friend from back home. She quickly replied and snapped her phone shut. Alexia was mean...and yeah, people called her out on it, but if there was someone she actually liked, she could bond really fast with them, and wouldn't let anyone hurt them.

As she got further up the beach she started to hear a lot of talking. She rounded the corner and seen a huge fire going, with tons of people around it. She didn't see anyone she knew as she got closer, but why would she? She didn't know anyone at this new school. Yet, that was okay, she knew she'd make friends soon enough. And when she was right in the party, she seen a long-haired girl brushing sand off herself, her she actually recognized. There were some people from Castle Hill talking about her, must have been friends, so Alexia guessed she was from Castle Hill too. That was okay, Alexia thought it would be good to get good friends from both schools. Why not right? Alexia waltzed up to the girl and put on a smile, the only real smile in what felt like ages.

"Hey, names Alexia. You having fun? I didn't know there was a party tonight"

[Chloe Rose (MOD)]

Lets go out tonight, I can't stand staring at these four walls, Lets go out tonight

Chloe was bored. Her party was over and it had been a success, as she had figured, but now there was nothing to do. It was the weekend again and she couldn't believe that no one had taken up making some kind of party. For goodness sakes, people. Chloe thought as she lay on her bed looking at her ceiling which had a picture of Chase Crawford plastered to it. It was the only kind of poster she had ever owned and she wanted it to be in a place she could always see it. Her roommate would probably never even notice it, that is if she ever got here.

A sudden vibration woke Chloe out of her trance as she looked down at the phone in her hand. Apparently there was a party forming. Maybe not a huge one, but a simple bonfire. At least people were starting to pick up on the hint. But then again, what if this was a Castle Hill party? That would be even better to crash. She would love to meet some Castle Hill people and see what their all about. Yeah, they'd killed some of her classmates, but that made them even more mysterious that Chloe just had to check them out.

Traveling down the road in her Aston Martin V12 Vanquish, Chloe felt invincible. She was at the top of her game. This was the girl that ruled Westfield Academy. She had everything she could have ever wanted. So why was Chloe always so restless? Being one of the coolest girls in school, she could do just about anything she wanted. But what Chloe really wanted was a challenge. Something that she could fight over.

Her bare foot touched the sand as she made her way over to the party that was already in full swing. She had arrived fashionably late, even if it had just been because of a delayed text message. But no one else would know that. It would be her own dirty little secret. C knew that no one really cared anyway. They would just be surprised to see her here.

Chloe did recognize a few people as she walked by. Distant faces that she had seen at her own party. People that would be the constants are parties like these. Coming only for the booze, or to socialize. She pitied these people. They would never know what it was like to be on top. To be loved and hated by everyone. To get any boy they wanted. But Chloe also wished she could just step off the face of the earth sometimes.

She joined the party goers around the bonfire, a drink in hand. She wasn't completely sure what it was, and hated the taste, but she kept drinking. The flames danced as her eyes focused on it, but her trance was broken as she looked around. A few people were coupling up here and there and Chloe wanted to get in on the action. But where?

(( Outfit ))

[Giuliette A. Delconte]

Giulie placed her dainty hands on her hips. She glanced back at the salty water. She had picked up the salty scent and it was making her sick. Giuliette couldnt believe that people were having a beach party in the fall and swimming in the ice cold ocean. She bent down and picked up her halter dress. Giulie slipped it over her head and adjusted it to her frame. A light wind blew through her hair as she tried to put it off to the side. Giuliette had debated for a while whether or not to cut it and donate to locks of love but she loved her hair far too much.

She turned around just in time to see some girl walking up to her. Giulie smiled faintly at the oncoming girl. She had never seen her before and made the assumption that she was new. "Hi, i'm Giuliette, like Romeo and Juliet, its just spelt way differently," She replied. "Uhm, I cant say i'm having too much fun here though. What about yourself?"

Miss Giulie looked the girl up and down. She wasnt normally one to judge people but Alexia looked like a girl that Giulie could get along with. This girl looked as though she were leading her own mafia but that was probably farce. What person would want to join the mafia unless it was forced.

[Alexia Paige]

Alexia smiled softly and pushed a stand of hair behind her ear. "Yeah...It looks pretty lame." She laughed and said "Those idiots in the water are gonna catch cold don't you think?" She looked at the girls hair and her outfit, she was actually really pretty. Her hair was perfectly taken care of, and her outfit complimented her whole shape.

"So...any cute guys here?" She looked around and surveyed the party. She noticed Chloe, hah, what was she doing here alone? Isn't that just like her, to intrude on Castle Hill like this, I thought she hated Castle Hill people, at least thats what she had heard from a few others. Alexia couldn't really care eaither way, yeah she had heard about the killing, or maybe it was killings, she didn't know the whole story but she didn't care really. Anyhow, she wished that there was more people to talk to, but this girl seemed great for now.

[Giuliette A. Delconte]

Giuliette stifled a chuckle at what the girl had said. "I don't think they are gonna get sick," she responded "I know it. I was stupid enough to do that once." Giulie remembered that day vividly. It was about three years ago, in her sophmore year. She was mad at her mother. Alessandra and her not-so-new husband decided to go on a vacation. They had left Giulie home alone while they went off to Europe. While they were gone she tried to drown her sorrows in lemoncello. It didn't work so well because she spent most of the night on the ground infront of the porcelain toilet. That was the start of a night that she didnt want to repeat. After she had felt well enough Giuliette had gone for a walk and ended up on the beach and in the water. The next day she was sick with the flu.

She sighed at the memory. Giulie couldnt believe how stupid she had been. "I really can't tell you whether or not there are any cute guys, but that one there looks decent" she stated motioning over to Pat. As she was looking around her brown eyes spotted the most preppy girl she had ever seen(Chloe). Oh wow Giulie thought, this girl thinks she owns it all.

[Alexia Paige]

Alexia laughed softly and glanced over at the boy, he was alright, had a nice shape and decent face, but she wasn't really looking for a guy tonight, she was just trying to make small talk with this girl who, Alexia actually liked. It was odd because Alexia never really bonded to people often, she tended to have a tight group over which she ruled, and was happy with it. Alexia knew that this new girl was tough, she could see that look of strength in her eyes, which at that moment were not aimed at her, they were off behind her, she turned around to see that she was looking at Chloe.

"Chloe...wow, wonder why she's here...have you talked to her? To tell the truth I don't like her one one bit..." Alexia's voice trailed off before she could let her tounge slip and say something worse than that. People would say that she was quote on quote "jealous" of Chloe, but the truth was that she hated people that were bitches for no apparent reason, Alexia was mean sometimes, but only when defending herself or a friend, or if that person just plain asked for it.

Alexia looked around at the party that was now in full swing, and she wondered if Giuliette had talked to anyone else here, but she would save that for later. She re-adjusted her position in the soft sand and fixed her hair, then waited for the other girl to reply.

[Chloe Rose (MOD)]

Chloe looked around, the alcohol already taking effect on her. She had gotten drunk so many times she could barely remember when she started. It felt as if it was part of her life now. Not anything knew, but something that had become regular. Usually, she could stomach her alcohol pretty well, but tonight it seemed to get the best of her. The feeling of loneliness didn't help her either. So as she stood there looking over the crowd, laughing and dancing with people she would never see again, her eyes spotted a guy ( Patrick). He was amazing handsome and something made her feel the urge to go over and talk to him. Chloe had never been nervous. Not once in her life. She had been taught that nervousness meant fear, and fear was weakness. Weakness was never tolerated in her house. Her father had always been a strict man, one that watched his daughter very carefully.

A smirk grew across her face as she walked toward him, drink in hand. There was another girl he was talking to, but she could wait. Chloe was the shit around here. Even if he was from Castle Hill and didn't know that, he'd soon find out. She was the girl that got everything she could ever wanted, and right now, she wanted him.

"Hey." She said smiling and waiting for him to ignore the girl. Chloe was smart, she wasn't going to be the one to push the girl out of the way, let the guy do that. Then the girl would be more mad at the guy than her. It was genius. "Havin' fun?" Hopefully this guy would respond. She didn't want to look like an idiot in front of all the Castle Hill guys. That was one of Chloe's worst fears. But that fear had never been a factor before now.

[Patrick Donnohan]

: occ : Whoa! My bad. : ooc:

So, she accepted. The girl, who looked as intelligent as a rock by the way she stared at him. Though he had to hand it to her, she was pretty hot, but her looks were the generic kind of pretty, at the most. She nodded deftly, and within seconds, Patrick could feel himself get lost in the beat. He was a pretty good dance, aside from all of that slow stuff, and she didn't look away from his gray-green eyes the entire time. Patrick just smiled at her, showing his brightening pearls. Patrick, like most other guys, kept a hold of his drink the entire time, until it was empty. It now lay forgotten on the sand. The song was over, finally, and he was free from her awkward stare. Even though she was quite attractive, she acted like she had never seen a boy before, or had he gotten more attractive over the summer? Pat grinned, thinking of what his best friend Elise had teased him about. He could see her now, rolling her eyes as his already over-sized head grew, and it made him homesick to think that she was not there to beat it out of him.

All of these girls that he saw, they seemed so simple, so easy. But one had the guts to come up to him. He flashed the red-head a grin, making small talk with her. She asked him what school he went to, the look on her face intense, like it was some big deal. "Err-" He said, after a moment. Very eloquent. That's so incredibly like you, Pat. Can you be any more charming? I think you're losing it. He told himslelf, though the boy didn't seem to show.

"Hey." Patrick's blond head swung towards the new girl, and his lips curved ever-so-slightly. Now here was a beauty. He'd seen her type, he felt like he already knew her. Patrick had spent more time than most could fathom with the girls like her, the popular ones who knew exactly how unapproachable they were, exactly what kind of power they held. Of course, the boy had proven over and over that they were only unapproachable to anyone but him. Tricks felt like he knew her already. But hey, maybe she could surprise him? The other girl glared at this new one, and crossed her arms. "Havin' fun?" His eyebrows raised as he looked from one girl to the other, and in the moment that it took him to say his response, the red-head left. His grin was unrestrained as he took a few steps closer to the girl, just close enough to have comfortable conversation, but not too close for comfort. "I am now." He admitted suavely. "And your name is...?" Patrick asked innocently, in a completely non-rude way, though the look behind his eye wasn't exactly as pure as his voice.

[Chloe Rose (MOD)]

There went the rugrat. She looked like Chuckie from that show, ew. Chloe instantly thought of put down's for the girl. It was her first reaction, in case she might need them. It was a dog eat dog world out there and Chloe had adapted well enough to be able to fend for herself. Even though she was slightly tipsy, her mind was as sharp as it had been before. That was the one thing Chloe could always count on in this crazy world that never stopped spinning. She knew that soon the whole beach would be spinning too, if she didn't put down this cup.

But she didn't put it down. She clung to it. The alcohol was her escape, her way out of this world. It made everything seem less.. hard. Like it made all the pain go away. But boys did the same as alcohol, and as this boy stepped closer to her, Chloe felt a tingling in her gut. It had been a while since she had had a real boyfriend, and she remembered how much just touching her could turn her on. With her in this current state, she didn't know if she could resist very well.

"I am now. And your name is...?" Chloe smiled. She had made his night. Actually, she was surprised that no other girl had her claws in him right now. Beautiful guys like him were never single. But by the way that he flirted, Chloe knew better. So now the question was, what was wrong with him? Most guys that weren't taken had something wrong with them, some flaw that had kept the girls away. Or maybe he was just not interested in a girlfriend. Maybe just an easy hookup. Chloe didn't want to be that girl, not tonight.

"What? These other girls just aren't doing it for you?" She asked laughing, the alcohol obvious on her breath. She instantly grew self-concious and popped a tic tac in her mouth. It was always a secret fantasy of her's to have a guy take a tic tac from her mouth, like in those commercials. So she often used them. Gum was too obnoxious anyway.

"Chloe Rose. And yours?"

[Giuliette A. Delconte]

Giuliette knelt in the sand and let it shift through her fingers. She wasnt normally one to be so quiet but today hadnt been her best day. Giulie smiled faintly as she realized this girl was the first one she had talked to at the party. While everyone else was out getting wasted and colds, she had sat quetly watching the stupidity. Alexia seemed exactly the time of girl that Giuliette could become if not great at least decent friends with. Maybe she could even tell her about her family history. Truth be told Giulie has never told anyone about her uncles "job".

"Thats Chloe?" Giulie said stunned. "I've never talked to the girl but have heard tons about her. Just by the way she carries herself I don't think that I would like her" Giuliette could read people like a book no matter how hard they tried to cover things. Chloe was a little too cocky in the way she walked. At least thats what Giulie saw.

[Patrick Donnohan]

"What? These other girls just aren't doing it for you?" Patrick could smell the taste on her breath, showing him that she'd had her fair share of spirits as well. He'd had an entire cup, but the only way you could tell was the fact that he wouldn't be able to hide his feelings as well. He tended to lose control of his little arrogance facade, and his ability to hide himself. It was dangerous of him, really, dangerous for him, but he kept on. She popped a tic-tac, and he almost grinned at her. The other girls? Patrick looked around, eying a few appreciatively before meeting Chloe's gaze again. He knew what she was thinking, he knew it because it was on most girl's mind, Elise had told him. Where was his girlfriend? Or, of course, why didn't he have one? Some figured he'd been in love with Elise, but that had been farther from the truth. Some girls had deliberately come up and asked him what was wrong with him, what kept him single? Aside from the flings he had, the random girls he would asked to Homecoming and Prom just because they were hot, or wanted him.

It was a rather difficult answer. His outward answer that he would tell the others was that he was much too busy, what with football and all, but it wasn't true - he had plenty of time for a girl. He just hadn't found one really worth his time, as callous as it sounded. Not aside from Elise, and she was like his little sister. But there was a final reason behind it, not tha the would share it with just anyone. "Oh they're just fine." He admitted, not able to lie to himself and say that he wouldn't make out with any one of them. But Cloe was easily one of the most attractive people in the area, though the same could be said for him. He leaned forward a bit, as if he was telling her a secret. "I just think that red-head was pretty strange. Kept asking me what school I go to." He told her, and though he was completely befuddled with why everyone was so crazed over this, he pulled it off with his charming grin, and flipped his hair slightly as it fell into his eyes. "I'm already liking your company better." "Chloe Rose. And yours?" Chloe Rose. The second sounded like a middle name, or a second name, as her way she greeted him was a bit too informal for last names.

He paused a few moments, before uttering, "Patrick. Patrick Donnohan," in that cool tone of his. "You going to ask me what school I go to, as well?"

[Chloe Rose (MOD)]

"Oh they're just fine." Just fine? Not amazing, or hot? This guy obviously didn't have his eye on any girls here. But his full attention seemed to be on Chloe. She loved this fact. It made her feel important, like she was better than any of the other girls around here. Even in her dizziness she couldn't help but feel even more confident than she had before. She was Chloe Rose Summer, the catcher of any guy, the girl that had it all.

"I just think that red-head was pretty strange. Kept asking me what school I go to." Chloe grinned. So Chuckie really was odd, as she had suspected. But what girl would scare off such a hot guy so easily? What a poor unfortunate girl. Chloe stifled a laugh.
"Really? Odd, she seemed quite nice." Chloe said, now giggling slightly, rolling the tic tac around her mouth so that he wouldn't see.

His hair feel in front of his face making him look even more handsome than he had before. That was one thing that Chloe loved about guys. How easy it was for them to look adorable.
"I'm already liking your company better." Easy. Chloe thought. She'd already slightly won him over. Hooked. Now all she had to do was reel him in. This was usually the easiest part. Chloe really liked this guy. He was nice, funny, hot, and seemed to be really easy to talk to. Exactly what she needed.

"Patrick. Patrick Donnohan,"Chloe could have sworn she recognized that name from somewhere. But in her daze she couldn't place it. He was semi famous though, that was for sure. "You going to ask me what school I go to, as well?" Chloe smiled. It hadn't really occurred to her that he might go to Castle Hill. She certainly hadn't seen him at Westfield, at least, not that she could remember.
"Only if you want me to."

[Patrick Donnohan]

It had come to the point that Patrick could read girls like Chloe like a book. Not that she wasn't a unique person, sure she was, but he had met plenty of girls like her. Maxie, for one. He had known her for many years, and watched her grow into the schools most popular girl, as well as the most wanted. The transition from Jr. High to High school was what had changed them the most, her and her friends, who were suddenly very into Patrick and his bright red letterman jacket. Now he knew what to expect with the 'it' girls in school, and so far she was no different. It was incredibly obvious that she pegged him for what most girls who he talked to did. A lot of girls figured that since he talked to them, showed even something close to interest, that he was automatically 'theirs'. And if he didn't know better he would say Chloe was on that track as well. Her eyes reflected something that was what she had been expecting, almost asking for. Like Patrick was a treat. Sure, she was pretty, but did she have a mind, too? Was she another who was hiding behind a pretty face? She didn't even know him, and he didn't know her.

But that didn't outwardly bother him. Outwardly he was everything he should be, everything she would see. Gentlemanly, funny, attractive, easy to get along with. The alchohol made the arrogance fade, so she didn't see that. And she wouldn't, unless they met up again. Would she be worth it, to meet up again? She was pretty, but more. He wouldn't say beautiful, as that word didn't feel right. More like... sexy. Yes, that was more like it. Any guy would be proud to have her on his arm. "Only if you want me to." He grinned at her, purposely not answering her question. "Maybe it's the same one you go to. Though you must be what, a Freshman? Sophomore, maybe." She looked young. The music suddenly blared, it was a fast, upbeat popular songs that Patrick had actually become fond of.

He leaned in once more, so that she could hear him more than anything, and said into her ear. "Dance with me." He told her, almost a command, with a slight hint of a question. He knew she wouldn't say no. He already knew her type too well for that. He was aware of several eyes on them, so he flashed her his charming grin. It said, trust me, follow me, adore me. "Come on, this song isn't going to last forever now." He hurried her, taking a step away towards the speakers that everyone was surrounded around.