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Post by Jessica Foster on Oct 18, 2008 19:14:35 GMT -6
Host; Jessica Foster Co-Host; Chloe Rose Summer Pictures; BarStageRoom off To the SideDance Floor/TablesLive Band. Food Served. Random Halloween Decorations. Cobwebs Over Door. Lights Flashing Everywhere. Alcohol. Large Dance Floor. In a Hotel. Sound Fun?
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Oct 18, 2008 19:23:43 GMT -6
Maxwell looked down at his phone. It was vibrating furiously in his pocket. Finally, a text message. He thought as he flipped it open. Maybe it was from Dom. He hadn't talked to her much lately and he wouldn't mind getting back together sometime with her. Really, they hadn't seen any of each other since he had invited her over to his room. That was a good night. Though Alexia might have finally texted him too. She had been other in his room too. Who knew. Disappointment shown on the teens face as he saw it was from some random person. Apparently Jessica Foster was hosting a Halloween party. Who was Jessica Foster? It didn't matter who the chick was, Chloe was Co-Hosting. This party might be worth something then. Plus, free booze, who wouldn't go for that? So with a smile on his face and a spring in his step Maxwell went to his closet and threw on his costume. Really, Maxwell didn't care what he went as, as long as he was at this party. It had been a while since the youth had gotten out and partied, and he missed it slightly. The outfit he chose was simple; James Bond, complete with the black hair and fake gun. ( Costume) He walked confidently into the party, noticing he was one of the first ones in there, but not the very first, which was acceptable. Maxwell hated being the first one at parties. It made you seem too eager. But it didn't matter anyway, he was already there, so he picked up a martini glass and became James Bond.
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Post by Lydia Dupont on Oct 19, 2008 20:31:04 GMT -6
Lydia had been applying a fresh coat of blackcherry nail-polish to her short squared nails when she received a new message on her Blackberry. She groaned as she delicately blew a stream of warm mint scented breath across her outstretched right hand. She peered over at her screen and realized that it was not only from an unknown number, but also from a California number. She wrinkled her nose as she tried to think of who could possibly be messaging her from California, but she soon grew tired of guessing and decided to risk ruining to her nails to read the message. To her surprise, and secret delight, the message was an invitation to a Halloween party that was being hosted by some Jessica girl she wasn’t familiar with, as well as Chloe Summer. Lyida’s characteristic curt smile twisted her mouth into a quick line of satisfaction. She had met Chloe in a recent English class, and had considered her to be fully acceptable for a Californian. Lydia, although she would never admit it, was rather lonely. She was used to being the center of social events and attention back home in Manhattan, and the sudden absence of companionship was really starting to take a toll on her. She hoped she could use this party as a chance to make new social contacts. ******** Lydia brushed her hair with her silver and ivory backed heirloom brush that her grandmother had brought over from Morocco. She wanted to look flawless at the party, which essentially meant that her costume had to be sheer brilliance. Lydia was a huge supporter of costume parties, though not so much of Halloween itself. Costume parties, and every excuse she got to dress herself up in elaborate clothing, were what she lived for. She simply adored getting to escape herself and play a character for a while—whether she was a 18th century debutant, or a 17th century Peruvian princess. Halloween was different than costume parties though. Halloween was an excuse for promiscuous girls to wear cheap outfits from Ricky’s that emphasized their almost comically proportioned figures, as well as a time for bratty children to get sick on disgustingly sweet candy and throw up in the elevator. No thank you. Lydia put down her brush and picked up a small silver circulate that she placed along her hairline. It was the finishing touch to her costume. She had decided to dress up as Athena, the Greek Goddess. She was wearing a sparkling white Oscar de la Renta dress that was draped in a stylistic manner up the front. Her olive skin was glowing beneath her recently curled deep brown hair. She looked every bit of a deity. She took once last look at herself before walking out of her room and towards her ride to the party. Lydia entered the party, and was immediately and shockingly impressed. She found the venue to be different, certainly Californian, but rather refreshing from the grungy little places she was used to in the city. And she was sure the bathrooms were much wider than the rooms down at Don Hill’s, which was always a plus. She made her way over to the bar and ordered herself a vodka tonic. She was trying to emit Athena’s aura. She was the Goddess of Wisdom, and she deserved to be represented as such. Lydia couldn’t help but think it was rather ironic that she had chosen to be the virgin goddess, and she sighed softly. She took a sip of her drink as she looked around. She noticed that the boy from her English class was standing a little ways away. She raised her glass to him, as if in a silent ‘cheers’ ritual, before taking another sip of her drink. LYDIA'S OUTFIT
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Post by Alexia Paige on Oct 24, 2008 16:24:36 GMT -6
Alexia flipped open her phone and sighed when she seen what it was. Another fricken party, Alexia looved parties, but the ones here had been pretty...well...lame lately. She read the details over and figured she could show up. Afterall Alexia really actually enjoyed Halloween, and she knew exactly what she would be. She grinned and shut her phone, then went back to her dorm to get ready.
L A T E R~~<3
Alexia placed her well manicured hand on the door to the hotel and pushed it open softly. She took a look around and instantly found the right room. She pushed that door open as well to reveal a nicely sized room with a few people mingling around in it. "How lame" Alexia muttered under her breath and sighed, it was obvious that she would be dissapointed at this party too, and she took all this time to look fabulous. Alexia made her way over to the bar and took a seat, making sure to adjust her outfit before having a wardrobe malfunction. She waved the bartender away and decided not to drink for now. She checked her cell and sighed, still not many texts. Oh well, she thought, as she surveyed this seemingly lost party.
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Post by Chloe Rose (MOD) on Oct 26, 2008 10:42:42 GMT -6
Chloe, looked good. She had spent a lot of her time online shopping, trying to find the perfect outfit, and here it was. The outfit itself was the perfect combination of showing too much and not showing enough. It was specially ordered, made to fit her in all the right places, and was pretty much the shit. True, a lot of girls would say she was just trying to be a sleeper, but really, she just wanted to show off this body. This body was the one that she had been working so hard on perfecting. It had led her to the public gym where she had ran into Patrick, so embarrassing. For what she went through, she deserved to show off her body, her prized possession. It was the only thing in her life that she could for sure control. That was why she loved her body so much, even though she hated the way it looked. Now that she looked in the mirror though, she could not help but think, you looked like a sleeper hun. Maybe this outfit was not the best idea in the universe. It's true that Halloween was all about being able to show off anything and not being called a slut. Most girls usually just wore lingerie and some kind of animal ears. So why did she feel like she was baring everything? Really, it did not matter. This was practically her party. Even if her friend, Jessica, was officially hosting it, Chloe could not help but think in the back of her mind that people would only show up because her name was on the invite. There could not be that many people that knew Jessica yet. It was only three weeks ago that Chloe, herself, discovered this jewel. Jessica was quite the party animal too, as Chloe soon found out. Though, the girl would never touch alcohol, which confused her. She'd go after any drug at the party, but alcohol seemed to be taboo. The bouncer gave her a once over and grinned. What a perv. Chloe thought as she rolled her eyes at him after he was out of site. The party was just getting into full swing, the bass pounding in her ears. Jessica really had done a good job on this party. It screamed Halloween party without looking really kiddish. Congrats, Cinderella. Chloe thought as she stepped up onto the dance floor. Maybe from up here, Patrick, or even her new boo, Adrian would find her. She really did not care which one it was. At the moment, she was on a first come first serve basis. Chloe's Outfit!
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Post by Jessica Foster on Oct 26, 2008 11:20:30 GMT -6
Excitement bubbled in Jessica Foster's stomach as she put on her outfit. Ever since she had met Chloe, she had been having a better time at Westfield. She was really surprised that she and Chloe had hit it off so easily too. Even though Jessica was older than Chloe, and they seemed like complete opposites. They were with each other a lot lately though. Chloe had taken Jessica to quite a few parties, something she did not think she would be going to after the death of her ex boyfriend. Though, she never touched alcohol. She had made a vow to herself that she would not. The drugs couldn't have been much better for her body though, not that she really noticed. She loved the feeling of being popular, of going out and partying with everyone. Soon, everyone would know her name. No longer would Jessica just be some unknown person. She had spent the last two years at Westfield as a no name, and she would never go back to that again. Her cell phone was almost constantly going off with people asking questions about the party. It was a nice change, usually her phone never went off. She politly answered the questions and then went back to work on her costume. It had to be something that stood out. She was the hostess of the party after all, and the hostess should be the most noticed and the best looking one there. Jessica was no about to go in just anything. In fact, this party felt more like a "Say Hello To the New Jessica" party, and she couldn't wait. The costume had seemed to pop right out at her as she rooted through racks of clothing. It looked perfect. The Queen of Hearts, hopefully Chloe wouldn't be wearing that outfit too. Chloe was basically the queen after all, so Jessica had bought another outfit just in case. Pissing Chloe off would not be the way to go. Not if she wanted to stay on top with her. The second outfit was a Cinderella inspired dress, which of course would not be as great as showing up as the queen. The party was in full swing when she arrived, tipping her head the to bouncer who looked overjoyed to be there. At least she had made that guy's day better, and she couldn't help but give him a kiss on the cheek as she walked in. Tons of different costumes flashed before her eyes. Some as the traditional pirates or witches, some with just lingerie and bunny ears meandered around looking for guys to latch on to. But Jessica just stood on the side of the dance floor, smiling and dancing with whoever came up. Outfit, Complete With AttitudeTake That Alice
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Post by dominique on Oct 30, 2008 16:51:54 GMT -6
Dominique examined herself in the mirror, fixing the shirt the shirt that hugged her chest tightly. This was the one night no one could call her a hoe, slut, sleeper, whatever. It was Halloween, and one of the best nights of the year. She'd decided to be a biker girl, just for outside. It wasn't that revealing. Well, it wasn't a skirt that rode up your ass or a shirt that showed more cleavage than nothing on at all. She'd placed her blonde locks in two ponytails at either side, the curls draping over her shoulders and bouncing as she walked. She hadn't made an appearance in over a month, so now she'd show up and steal everyones stares. That was what she could do, and it's what she would do.
It was held at the classy hotel near the schools, that she couldn't remember the name of. She'd hitched a ride with some good looking guys in a limosine, a complimentary for being.. her. It was great being beautiful, and she knew it. Dominique's bright red lipstick only made her teeth look whiter than they actually were, and the stockings made her worked out legs look longer. She looked pretty good in the outfit, and she had the low cut neckline that just showed enough cleavage to tease the heck out of any guy. Well, wasn't that the point of it being like that, right?
NOT FINISHED.
DOM'S COSTUME.
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Post by Evan Christianson on Dec 1, 2008 20:39:18 GMT -6
Evan wasn't one for parties. Usually he wouldn't be caught dead at anything that wasn't something that was small and sort of personal, but tonight he was going to break his norm. Tonight, Evan was going to go out to a Halloween party hosted by a girl he didn't know. This was largely because his football buddies had convinced him to come.
"C'mon, it'll be fun. Just have some beer, talk to some girls, just do it." They had said. Some how he had let them talk him into it. How they did, he wasn't sure, especially since it was a Halloween party. Evan had no idea what to wear, at all. What did a guy that just seemed out of place in the school wear to a Halloween party with everyone in the area invited?
In the end the poor guy settled with the cowboy look. How original. He thought almost disgusted with his lack of creativity. There wasn't much else in his closet that he could wear though. So he walked out of the dorm room in a black cowboy hat, pink checkered button up shirt, dark pants, boots and spurs. He certainly didn't have to try hard to look like a cowboy.
The bass was pumping, making his heart beat faster than ever before. He was unsure of being here, until one of his friends came up giving him a pat on the back. "Evan!" he said drunkenly, even though the party had only just begun. "Glad you could make it bud!" Evan resisted rolling his eyes but instead smiled.
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Post by Elizabeth Foster on Dec 1, 2008 20:50:56 GMT -6
The girl's hands shook as she looked over her wardrobe choice. Her sister was actually cool now, and some how Elizabeth wasn't. That didn't bother her though, she saw what was becoming of her sister. She was heading down a dark path and Elizabeth wasn't sure how to pull her out of it. There probably wasn't any way she could help her, it was a self healing process. For some reason her sister craved popularity more than she ever had before. Elizabeth heard all about the different drugs and drinking she had been doing, she wasn't impressed. Now Elizabeth was going to a party hosted by her sister and the most popular girl in the school, Chloe Rose. It was crazy how fast all of this seemed to be happening, but ever since she'd met Chloe, Jessica was on top of the social ladder. Soon she would surpass even Chloe Rose. After that, who knows what would happen. Chloe was for sure not going to go down without a fight. Blood would probably be shed, and there would be a lot of tears, it would not be pretty. It was hard to pick a costume for this party but Elizabeth thought she got a good one. She was going to go as Taylor Swift. ( Here) It was something simple and sweet, a white dress, a heart necklace, and of course cowboy boots. She walked into the party, smiling and dancing with a few random friends, until her eyes locked on a cowboy walking in. She had no idea who the mysterious stranger was, but she wanted to find out. Her legs took her toward the boy, a huge smile on her face as she tapped his shoulder. "Well howdy partner." She said.
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Post by Ava Rose Bryan on Dec 3, 2008 7:08:53 GMT -6
Tonight, Ava was ready to par-tay! This was a party thrown by a Westfield girl that some how spread around the Castle Hill school. It seemed as if everyone was going to this party. How a Westfield no body pulled it off, Ava would never know. But she didn't care, Adrian would be at this party and this would be her chance to get a little closer to him. Ever since that photo shoot they did together Ava had been head over heels for the boy. Not since Evandro had she been this head over heels for a guy. Adrian didn't really seem to notice her though, but she would change that. The outfit she was was perfect. Everyone loved a playboy bunny after all and it was so easy to get the look with all her lingerie that she got to keep from the shoots. A corset, black tights, some short heels (she didn't want to tower over everyone) and some bunny ears with a neck tie. ( Here, Here, And Here)Simple. Her long lean legs looked perfect today, the short lingerie making them look longer than before. It was easy to get into the party quickly, all she had to do was show some leg to the bouncer, smile, and bam, she was in. Bouncer's were so predictable. They loved their job because they got to see and have hot girl hit on them. Not to mention the bribes they would take to get in. Lights flashed, nearly blinding her as she first entered. She looked around and around for Adrian, but he was no where to be seen. There was no way this boy would not show up for one of the biggest parties of the year that both school had actually attended, right?
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Post by Evan Christianson on Dec 9, 2008 15:50:06 GMT -6
"Well howdy partner." Evan barely heard the faint voice over all the music. He turned around, bending over slightly to hear her better. The girl was so short, probably a little less than a foot shorter than himself. It was almost funny how far he had to bend down. When he did get to her level though, he was surprised at what he saw. The girl was beautiful, absolutely beautiful, and dressed as a cowgirl. How perfect was this moment? To think he didn't even want to come to this party, that he had just wanted to stay in his dorm and waste his life away. Now there was this girl, friendly and inviting, flirting with him. It seemed to be a sign to him that things would be ok, maybe even be better.
"Well hello lil' lady." He drawled, playing his part. His hand reached up and he tipped his hat to her, a smile growing on his face. The party continued to thrive around them, but he didn't notice anyone else around. He could feel the bass pulsing, making his heart race, but his eyes never left the girl. The boy listened for her reply, hoping she would make it worth the wait. It had been a while since Evan just looked at a girl and wanted to know everything about her, this was something pretty new to him.
Evan barely ever fell for city girls. Sure, this girl was dressed as a cowgirl, but that didn't mean anything. In fact, most girls just dressed as a cowgirl because they were a sex symbol, but this girl seemed to do it tastefully. Something that Evan appreciated. It was modesty that he liked the best, and this girl was way under dressed compared to the rest of the girls here.
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Post by Elizabeth Foster on Dec 14, 2008 16:51:11 GMT -6
"Well hello lil' lady." Elizabeth's eyes locked with the cowboys and she couldn't look away. His chocolate eyes, that smile, everything. This boy was perfect. Not to mention he had the accent. It was something that Elizabeth had been wondering if anyone in California had and there it was. That southern drawl that made her stomach drop, not that his face didn't have the exact same effect on the poor girl. With that he was tipping his hat to her and she found her self gathering her dress in her hands and slipping into a curtsy. It was like the whole room slipped away. Elizabeth smiled up at the boy, wondering what to say next, but her mind had failed her. What was she going to say to this boy?
"Care to dance?" She asked, waiting for his reply as she stood back up. Her left foot in front of the other to keep her balanced. Elizabeth couldn't help but suck in her gut, hoping that it would make an effect on the boy. Most guys liked skinny girls, girls like that Chloe Rose running around in nearly nothing. Maybe this cowboy would ride off into the sunset without her, or even worse, with someone like Chloe or her sister. Elizabeth didn't know if she could bear it if that happened. This boy was something that she wanted and she had never really wanted anything in her whole entire life. To not get this boy would be a bit of a let down not to mention a confidence breaker. She wouldn't let rejection get her down, not like it did to her sister.
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Post by Adrian Smith on Dec 14, 2008 17:21:59 GMT -6
Adrian wasn't so sure why he was going to this party. There really was nothing in it for him, except the fact that he got to go and drink and meet a few hot girls. He could even get lucky tonight, but he wasn't very interested in that fact. The girl, Chloe Rose Summer, was going to be there. She had taken his fancy back at the beach when he first met both the girls. They had become pretty good friends, Adrian, Chloe and Jessica, and went to quite a few parties together. Now Adrian was going to their party, and he wasn't sure what to expect.
A toga was all that the super model wore, that and gladiator sandals. He loved showing off his body, knowing that many a willing girl would look upon it throughout the night. The only reason he really decided to go to this party was because Jessica and Chloe would be angry at him if he didn't and also the attention from the girls would be nice. It had been a while since the young model had been asked to any photoshoots and he was starting to feel self conscious. Every day he had started doing crunches and pulls ups, trying to buff up more, hoping that this was just a small bump on his way to getting into bigger and better things.
His feet clomped against the ground as he gave the bouncer a quick smile and walked in. The look of the hotel was great, Jessica had outdone herself. To think that a no one was throwing a better party than Chloe Rose ever did probably made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Adrian smiled to herself thinking of how she would probably be angry that more people came to this party than hers. Jessica was working her way up to becoming the new queen bee, what a lucky girl.
The boy's eyes landed on a bunny. A playboy bunny to be exact, and he recognized her right away. Ava Rose. She had worked with Adrian on a few shots and she was incredibly gorgeous. To think that she went to one of the schools sort of startled him. He worked his way through the crowd, finally reaching her he pulled her close and they started grinding.
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Post by Jessica Foster on Jan 12, 2009 20:41:47 GMT -6
Jessica walked around the party, her heels killing her feet. How girls wore these kind of shoes on a regular basis she would never know. Tons of people were showing up and more were still stuck outside the door with the bouncer. It seemed almost as if everyone from the two schools had come to this bash, which Jessica couldn't help but feel a bit proud. It wasn't every day a nobody threw a party and had almost every student in the area show up. Soon the hotel would reach its limit and people would be so out of luck when it came to getting in. She didn't feel bad for them though, they would be the ones that thought it would be cool to show up late.
In her hand she carried a sprite. It was conveniently masked by a martini glass. No one would question what was in her glass, ever. They all just assumed Jessica was drinking and enjoying herself. After her last incident with alcohol though, she would never touch it again. Just the thought of drinking was enough to make her want to find the nearest restroom. She missed him so much, it was hard to believe that the incident was so long ago.
Then there she was. Chloe Rose up on the stage, dancing and making eye contact with any boy in site. But if anyone knew her as well Jessica did they would know that she was looking for Adrian. Hoping that the boy would spot her and join her up in front of everyone so that she could show him off to the world. Jessica knew he wasn't going to look for her though, she had spotted him with some girl she didn't know. The other thing that Jessica had noticed was that Chloe was Alice and that she was the Queen of Hearts. Ironic wasn't it.
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Post by Evan Christianson on Feb 1, 2009 10:29:43 GMT -6
"Care to dance?" A grin grew on the face of the cowboy. He was just about to ask the girl the same question, she had beaten him to the punch though. Already he noticed a small connection, something that linked the two and it was undeniable that it was there. This made Evan feel a little bit uneasy. He usually just avoided girls, all they did was cause trouble, but here was a girl, standing in front of him, grinning and curtsying to him. He couldn't help but wonder what else would happen to him in California.
"I was just about to ask you the exact same question." He said taking her hand and leading her to the far corner of the dance floor where no one was. The music was a fast pace dance song, but he took her waist and pulled her close, letting her step on his feet so that there would be less of a height difference. The couple danced to their own music, lost in thought and far away from California on a planet of their own. Evan wasn't much of a new age dancer anyway. He only knew how to slow dance and two step, like they had done back home. Living in a rural community had left him pretty oblivious to what kids not in his area were doing, but now he was on the inside.
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