Party at a Rich Dude's house(open)

[Donovan Green]

Donovan had received a call awhile back from Jayr about wondering about that party they thought upon their first meeting. Apparently she had met a friend and they wanted a party...so now the weekend what here and Gabriel and Alexis were out of their house... the dog was with them so no annoyances... He was gonna get in shit later, but what ever he was just going to roll with it.

He had a few Kegs and the music was pumpin' like no other. He would grab his phone and text people to text people to text people and let them know about the party... He already had a few NPCs guys and gals show up to have a good time and now he was still missing the special guest; Jayr.

He would then text her as flirtatious as one could get through text.

Hey... They party is happening, but it doesn't start til ur here

Now all he had to do was wait.... Which wasn't always fun....

[Charlie Cross]

She had not been in town long enough to even finish unpacking her things and already she had an invite to some party at a guys house. Sure it was not some big social event for people whom she worked with, but it was a guy who went to the school she would soon be attending and well this was the perfect chance for her to get to know some of the students as well as maybe get a line on where Dylan was at.

Sure she had gotten the town right but the area in which Dylan was living had been harder to pin down. So now, as she walked about her condo trying to find something to wear, she could not help but feel a bit anxious about going to this thing.

What if she was there, and she was mad at her? How would that go? What if she was different, changed by having to grow up alone? So many questions that she honestly did not know what to do with herself.

Slipping on a pair of custom faded jeans she would then move to grab a simple tank top that showed off her firm, flat tummy with the belly button ring glimmering in the light. Her long, wavey locks falling down around her beautiful features...She looked every bit the model she had been over the last 3 years.

Sliding on her shoes and spraying just a hint of perfume on her wrists, she would give herself a once over in the mirror, only to pull open the drawer that she kept her "stash" in and pull free a long necklace with a jeweled container on the end.

It would not take a genius to know what was inside, IF they knew of her nasty little habit, but as it stood, it just appeared to be a decorative piece and nothing more.

Opening it up, she tapped a bit out onto the mirror which rested atop her vanity, making out the perfect hit before bending over and sending herself down that much needed road. Yes, it was only when she got high that she felt anything remotely close to what she had been in the past. Fucking James for getting her hooked on this shit!

She groaned softly as she closed her eyes, that familiar burn hitting her instantly followed by a smooth numbness. The affects almost instant on her body.

Only then did she bother to turn and close the vial up, sliding the chain about her neck and then heading to the door.

As usual when she went to parties, she had called ahead for a taxi, seeing as she was planning on getting hammered and driving was not in her best interest at that point.

As she climbed in, she handed the driver the paper she had written the address down on.....letting him find his own way there why she let her mind race with thoughts brought on by the drug now coursing through her system.

It took about 20 minutes to get there, and when they pulled up, she would pay the driver, offering a nice little tip before climbing out and heading toward the entrance. ( Assuming she could just walk in, if not she knocked ) There were a few people here, none of them even remotely close to what she imagined her sister would look like now....Which only set to disconcert her slightly. Though it was nothing a few drinks could not cure. Nope, tonight she would either find her sister or go home numb and drunk one more time..........

[Roy Atenwood]

A party? Why the hell not. It wasn't like he had anything better to do. He needed to meet new people, after all. The only people he had met here in San Diego were...well, he was very glad he met Kirsty. Adam, not so much.

Still, he wasn't taking Kirsty to Tokyo until next week, and things weren't quite...official. There had been one date and some..ah...yeah. It was essentially already official in Roy's mind, so he wasn't here looking for girls.

He pulled into the huge driveway on his Harley Davidson, smirikng slightly. This looked like a few parties he had attended when he was younger. A fucking kegger. He had been sober for quite a while. Not quite clean, there had been some pot here and there, but sober, at the very least.

He had to maybe get a car. His bike just drew too much attention. The last thing you needed, at least as Mr. Xing's protoge, was attention. But Roy had just ridden the damn thing for too long to get rid of it. Maybe he could sell it, but then again, money was no issue for him.

He sighed, dismounting the bike. He really felt like he needed a drink. Socializing really wasn't hsi strong suit, and that was something he would have to work on.

Huh. A party. Oh great, I'm starting to think in red again. Oh well. This could be fun, just need to stay open minded.

Roy walked into the house, not expecting anything in particular, and immediately leaned against one of the walls, just observing what was going on.

[Jayr Byrne]

PARTAY!

Jayr could faintly remember the instance where she'd called Donnie to set this whole party up so she was expecting he'd do a good job at it otherwise she'd be looking for a new party escort. It may have been cruel her ideology of simply dropping those things that didn't live up to expectations but it was a way of life that made her better in most lights.

Powdering her cheeks as she slipped into a taut dress Jayr would grin hungrily into the mirror, blinded perhaps by vanity she'd gloss her lips pursing them together and giving the mirror a longing kiss. Her hands would slid into a purse lingering beside her and dial in Dylan's number quickly expecting that the girl would quickly answer if not Jayr would leave a message.

"Hey sweety get something sexy on we're going to a party, will pick you up in twenty." A smooching noise would be heard on the other end as Jayr would snap the phone shut standing to cross the room towards her keys.

In an elegant manner she'd manage to speedily escape her household while looking like a runway model, she'd been given options to do such before but it stood in the way of her dream of acting. Besides she had a lackluster disgust of some women in that industry.

In her Camaro Jayr would take off towards Dylan's house rapidly realizing she knew only the general area in which she lived, a small two block radius and Jayr would circle perfusely and impatient until the girl would arrive. As her Best friend would enter Jayr would smile giddily but restrain her bounciness.

"So are you ready to have a blast?" As she'd say that the engines would torque and the car would be off at lightning speeds towards the party.

Though she'd slow down right around the corner from Lexi's house making note that Donnie had done one of two things, gotten his sisters permission or blatantly ignored her. Again seeing as how the pair weren't there Jayr would assume the latter, although she wouldn't care all too much parking quickly in the large driveway and stepping forth in her long heels, right about now she could stand at eye level with Donnie if not just a small head shorter.

"Hmmmm this looks like it could be fun." Through closed lips she'd speak slowly opening them to a wide smile eying up Dylan's reaction too as Jayr would make her approach in taking long steps to make her arrival noticeable.

[Dylan Cross]

Dylan was sitting on the couch that had been torn and patched up with silver duct-tape. She heard her phone go off and she would grab it quickly so as not to miss the call and of course she would hear the voice of her friend and fellow cheer leader.

"Hey sweety get something sexy on we're going to a party, will pick you up in twenty." she replied with a simple alright... but it sounded excited... but that wasn't the case. She dropped the hung up phone now and a sudden rush of panic flooding her emotions. She ran into her bedroom and made a little girly panic as she rummaged through her wardrobe. She had really nothing....

Finally her eyes came across a white bag that had been zipped up. It was the nicest dress she had owned. She quickly slipped it on and ran into the bathroom to make sure her wavy hair was a bit more controlled than not. Finally she smiled at the outcome and realized she had never told Jayr where she had lived for reasons that were obvious... she lived in a shit whole. Realizing this she would run out the door and walk along the street that Jayr would usually drop her off at after cheer practice. Finally she saw the Camaro and got into the passenger seat.

"So are you ready to have a blast?" Dylan would smile excitedly... hoping she would be able to make some more friends.

"Hells yeah, Sexy Bitch!"

Finally they got there and as they got out of the car Dylan looked over the large mansion.

"Holy... shit." she would say to Jayr's question. Dylan never entered a house this big before. Yeah she had been in nice places.... but never THIS nice. "How rich is this Donnie guy?" she would smile giving her a small nudge suggesting that she was lucky to have bagged a richy.

Her eyes glanced over the crowd and she didn't recognize anyone... she met a lot of people, but never been fully got to know them.... they were only small passer-bys.... small people that wanted to get to know the cheerleaders to either become one...or tap them. So right now she didn't go off meeting people, but stuck to Jayr's side like a lost little girl. "So... which one is the lucky guy?"

[Asher LeBeau]

Parties were always fun. They were the highlight of a high school, a sign that you were 'cool' to be there. They were always filled with people, and people just wanted to have fun. The message came through on her phone as she looked at it, not fully recognizing the name, but not quite caring that she didn't. After all, she was only there to get laid and have fun, right?

That's what mattered, having a good time. Asher sighed as she finished getting dressed, taking the time to make sure that everything lay smooth. The dress was short enough that it wouldn't be a problem but long enough to cover anything for decency's sake and the boots added a nice touch as well as a few inches to her height.

She blinked violet eyes, surrounded by perfect make up, accenting their shape and drawing attention to her, provided she wanted it. Running a few fingers through her hair to give it a bit of a tousle, she blew a kiss at the mirror before heading out of her apartment and down the stairs, waving at her neighbors in the hallways.

Her baby, her precious, was sitting there waiting for her when she arrived in the parking garage. A 1981 Chevrolet Camaro, T-top and manual transmission. A 1981 Z28, to be exact. Asher loved her car to death, and it was one of the few things she was proud to own and showed off whenever she could. It was kept in top condition, just like it's owner.

A smirk and a loud peel later, she was off, hitting the streets and letting the wind do what it wanted with her hair. It was nice enough that the top was open and the windows were down, giving her and the people next to her at the lights a look at the girl driving it. She blew a kiss to a few boys next to her before taking off, heading over to the party's location.

She would arrive a little bit after the party started, giving her time to scope out the others that were there before walking in, deciding on which game she would pursue tonight. She would mingle with others, looking around to see what might come her way.

[Kazuya Hikari]

"..." Jasper wasn't exactly sure what to make of this. He looked around, leaning up against a stone pillar, as he lightly folded his arms across his chest. He had arrived in San Diego just a few days ago, and already he was invited to a party, and he was pretty sure it wasn't because he was the new Student Body President, he knew news traveled fast, but this was ridiculous. But then again, he didn't have anything else to do, so he felt there was no harm in going to the party. Dressed in casual attire, he was pretty much being a wallflower at this point in time, since he barely knew or recognized anyone at the party, except for Jayr, but he hadn't noticed she was here simply because of the sheer amount of people at the party. Sure didn't help that he had arrived after the party had started. Standing beside the drinks table, he spent his time staring into empty space, since he had nothing else to do right now and he wasn't keen on getting completely wasted tonight, especially since he drove his car here and didn't need to end up on the 6 o'clock morning news.

Rolling his shoulders, Jasper had seen his fair share of large mansions, so he wasn't too shocked by the size of the mansion that the party was at, keeping to himself mostly. Not exactly the best decision when you're the "new" kid in town, but Jasper was never the type to randomly go up to someone and start blabbing away at them like there was no tomorrow. Rubbing the back of his head with one hand, he smiled slightly unsure at a couple girls that walked past him, before folding his arms across his chest once more. He definitely was completely different than his "predecessor", the former Student Body President, despite his cunning nature, he tended to act polite when it came to people he was meeting for the first time. Returning to staring at nothing in particular, music continued blasting away... loudly he might add. This party was turning out alright for the most part, he guessed.

[Donovan Green]

Donovan watched as people entered the party not really giving two shits about them. Finally she walked in.. Jayr. He would smile largely in her direction whether or not she would have seen. She was with a very attractive blonde girl and he could only assume that was the friend she had met and asked about the party. Dylan was her name?

He would straighten out his shirt and stand back tall...looked like he had confidence... that and he was wearing somewhat tame clothes where he didn't look completely look emo or like a glamor queen like usual... but just because it was more tame than usual it didn't mean he wasn't wearing mascara or something... 'cause he was.

He would make his way saying hi quickly to anyone like the red head with the tattoos and such... now he would approach the two women with a wave...his eyes not leaving Jayr.

"G'day." he would say in a chirpy voice. His hand would extend out to give the blond girl a shake hers. "I'm glad ya made it! Is this Dylan?" his other hand would point in the girl's direction... his eyes on Jayr before they would finally fall on Dylan and shake her hand, greeting her properly. "Here... the drinks are over here..." he would wrap his arm over each their shoulders and lead them over to the table... he would nod over at a guy leaning against a pillar.. he was trying to stick out of the crowd so he wouldn't have to deal with people probably... but he stuck out like a sore thumb.... He nodded his head in his direction for some kind of greeting as he waved at a girl he could have sworn he banged in the library.... but lets hope she didn't bring that up around Jayr... after all he was trying to impress the girl... then there was another girl he would greet with a smile...faded jeans... tank top.... yup he was gonna have to get her name later and see if he could add her on his to=do list.

"Here it is..... Pick your poison." he would grab himself a cup and just pump the keg rather than any fruity coolers nor did he feel like mixing himself a drink. "Enjoy yourselves, ladies!" he would say in a cheerful voice as his arm left Dylan's, but his other still was slung around Jayr's shoulder.

The music was pumping.

The drinks were pouring.

Get the party started.

[Hildegard Merquise]

So, it all started with a text message form a girl from a school project...from months prior to the date. She had not talked to Hilde at all, since their partnership had ended. WHICH WAS WEIRD EBCAUSE SSUUUDEEENNLLYYY she was all like: OH HAI! Thar's a party....at this place. you should go! Yeah, not suspicious at all, right?>___>;; It wasn't until she got a few others aboutt he same party from other people she had class with. Perhaps there was no elaborate ruse, just a super rad party going on.

Was she going to go?

OF COURSE! Like she would pass up a chance to meet new people and go to a party that she wasn't directly invited to by the party host. It was something she needed to try, at least once, right? DUR! Smiling, the red haired girl wandered about, in search of something awesome to wear. Throwing clothes from her closet in a desperate search for 'the one'... It couldn't be something she had worn out already, it had to be something comfy, something that she'd wear. After all, who likes wearing tube sock dresses? or jeans so tight you get a wedgie just by moving?


Hilde's choice in clothing? Something cute, with black heels, and matching frilly gloves... Yep, she was going to some rad party, dressed like a fruit. It didn't matter, because she'd have fun! YEYEAHHH! upon getting ready, she'd head down stairs and get a ride from her father~ Trusting Abel, he knew what kind of party she was going to, that she would drink, but she knew her limits and would call for a ride home. Yep, Hilde was a goodish kid.

ARRIIVAAALLLLLL!!

Walking in, the confidence she had gained was eaten away by all the strange faces. Looking from her left, to the right, and forward. She searched for someone to latch onto for the night... In the sense of...A familiar face she can chill with during the party and hope to make new friendos still int he persons company....

....wimp...

[Charlie Cross]

As Charlie stayed there leaned up against the wall and watching the rest of the people start to enter, she let out a frustrated sigh. So far no sign of her sister and it was starting to get annoying. Honestly, what the hell did a girl have to do? Go around wearing a sign that said "SEEKING LOST SISTER" or something? Gah!

Eventually she pushed herself off the wall, making her way to grab a drink and turning her back on the crowd of kids that had gathered. Not that she was trying to be anti social or anything, but honestly she was just not in the mood to mingle. At least not yet. She figured if she had a few drinks in her and perhaps managed to sneak off and get a few more lines in her then she would be the little social butterfly she had been trained to be all these years.

Yet as she brought her drink to her lips, a little sigh of appreciation at the taste of it rolling across her tongue, she heard a voice that seemed somewhat familiar coming from behind her.

Sure, it had been years since she had last seen her sister, but she had managed to talk to her on the phone a couple times. The problem was, that with the noise of the party going on, it was hard to really make out if indeed that voice was her sister.

Turning around, she let her eyes scan over the crowd, making sure to take in each person's features with the hopes that they would be the one person she had come here to find. Yet each time she found herself more and more disappointed. At least until she found the blond who was....well, different than most of the other girls that were here.

It didnt take long to realize that it was indeed her sister, and with a little grin spreading on her lips, she downed the rest of her drink and then began pushing her way through some of the other kids who had formed a bit of a crowd.

Coming up behind her, she would capture her lower lip between her pearly white little teeth and grin all the more, both hands coming out so that her index fingers could poke at either side of Dylan's ribs.

"Boo!"

She then took a step back, not sure if she was gonna get a welcoming hug or a smack to the head for surprising her like this. Either way she was just happy to finally be in the same room as her sister after all these years. Despite how much had changed for both of them, she was still her little sister and Charlie loved her just the same.

[Jayr Byrne]

Pop, Lock it, Drop it.

"Hells yeah, Sexy Bitch!"

Jayr would smile with a quick flip of her hair and a wide mischevious smile all too much so enjoying her curious demeanor that was soon to unfold. For the night she'd been looking forward to for a while, this week had been a pain, a full onslaught of grades, teachers, and mismatched encounters and now it was just about time to unwind and settle down. As the pair arrived at the party Jayr would giggle lightly pulling along at Dylan's arm in a friendly fashion pushing her on.

"Holy... shit. How rich is this Donnie guy?"

Jayr would feel the slight nudge in her side matching with a slight little squeel of her own knowing exactly what she meant by it. "Well I can tell you he's got his own recording studio."

Jayr found herself fudging a bit, of course she knew this place was Donnie's sister's and her rich boyfriend's but she liked to have a slight bit of envy on her side. With a glowing figure Jayr would stride her way in with a wide smile showing off some pearly whites here and there to a few admirers though turning them down quickly to pull Dylan aside.

"So... which one is the lucky guy?"

"Uhmmm....." Jayr would freeze, her lips pursed as eyes scanned across the open party lobby expecting him to just be there in the center lapping up all the attention as she figured the struggling artist fantasy would be.

"G'day. I'm glad ya made it! Is this Dylan?"

Jayr would jump slightly though recovered quickly enough with a feigning smile and she'd give a mocking tap at his shoulder to show in a sense that he'd possibly scared her. But that was all up to how much he bought the young actresses very obvious displays of falsehood. However he was being charming in encorperating her friend which scored some points. "This would be Donnie, we were just talking about you." She'd smile innocently enough hoping that he didn't ask about what and that Dylan wouldn't answer.

"Here... the drinks are over here..."

Jayr would smile and wrap her own arm around him slightly lower so it was around his waist and had a clear line of contact to Dylan to tap her sending a quick eager smirk as teh pair seemed to drag several eyes towards their direction. Jayr quickly passed up the few people she didn't know all too well, for one being Jasper the new Student Body President and others who she didn't know quite yet which made her both uncomfortable and excited as her chest rose for breath.

"Here it is..... Pick your poison Enjoy yourselves, ladies!"

Jayr would smile as Donnie chose to stick around rather than be the helpful host, while she had conflicting thoughts of whether he was clinging to much by sticking around or the necessity for attention was that much more enhanced by his being here.

"Hey!" She'd exclaim quickly turning into him placing her hands on his upper torso, "how about we play some games, like beer pong."

[Dylan Cross]

Dylan perked her eyebrows somewhat impressed with the guy she had met... though she still had to see the guy before she would swoon over him and get excited for more girl talk later over movies and nail painting.

As she was letting Jayr scope out the Mr.Mystery.... she would spot someone.... of course she was a little caught off guard 'cause the girl looked a lot like her sister.... of course it wasn't her sister... They hadn't seen each other in years. So she shook her head and then was caught off guard.

Tall....

Dark...

Handsome...

And the list carried on which made it better...

Charming...

Bright eyes...

Sexy accent...

(OOC: LAWLS totally putting my character on the pedestal)

She took his hand and smiled. "Donnie? Hi.. And yeah.. My name is Dylan." he then would lead them towards the drink table and Jayr and her would share that smile... Dylan of course returning it with that approval smile that besties usually looked for. Of course she would mouth the word "jeeeeaaalouuusss" elongating it just to exaggerate the point. Dylan would grab for a Mike's Hard Lemonade as she felt the attention of Jayr and Donnie dwindle from her...as to be expected....and of course what wasn't expected caught her off guard completely.

"Boo!" her sides were squeezed and she would do a little jump while turning to see who would do that. She was someone assuming that it would be another one of the cheer leaders coming to say hi... but when her eyes fell on that face...some facial characteristics that she would see from her father.

So..... it was her sister she had seen earlier?

"Cha-Charlie?" her eyes would look her over.... Dylan had...seen her on some ads... Dylan would close the distance Charlie had made with her step and would wrap her arms around her big sister. "That's... its you? I-I-I missed you....so much..."

[Asher LeBeau]

Asher was quiet for once, watching the people around her with dancing violet eyes. She was amused at the gathering and leaned against a wall, smiling at a few people when they looked at her but not going out of her way to find someone to talk to, at least not yet. She had her hands folded behind her back, hidden for the moment until she decided to grab a drink, just to be social.

She waited until the kid she had screwed in the library left with the two other girls, mostly because she didn't care enough about him to repeat and she knew the look he held; he wanted one of them. She smirked to herself before grabbing some of the beer, not seeing any liquor but oh well. Beer works.

Running a hand through her hair, she turned to look at the people coming in, arching a pierced eyebrow before pausing at the table, sipping the beer in the cup she had and deciding to head outside. The music was giving her a headache in this much of a confined space. You could still hear the music outside, but it was a bit cooler and less loud.

Smiling slightly to herself, she made her way out a bit from the door, enough to be sociable both inside and outside.

[Talon Green]

So his dear cousin was throwing a party? Well what would it look like if he didnt make an appearance just to say hi and perhaps have a few girls drinks for himself? It would just look down right unfriendly and definitely not very family like.

So here he was, dressed down in his best casual attire and ready to have a good time. Sure, his condition made that a bit hard, but nothing a few drinks could not cure. Right? As he pulled into the driveway, he could already tell that the party was off to a decent start. But then who would turn down free booze at some rich kids house? Especially when that rich kid was a Green. They were not the most popular bunch, that was for sure, but they did have their charms and in such they made a name for themselves one way or another.

Turning off the ignition, he climbed out, shutting the door with a quick kick of his boot to the door and then making his way toward the entrance. Of course, upon doing so, he could not help but notice the lovely little thing standing outside all by her lonesome. (Asher...>.> )

Now Talon was not much of a player, but he was never one to just simply pass by a pretty girl who was standing all alone without saying hello at least. So, as he approached, a friendly grin tugged upon his lips, stepping off to the side so as not to be in the way of those entering the party.

"Now what is a beauty such as yourself doing out here without anyone to keep her company?"

That Australian accent heavy on his tongue as the words poured forth. Slowly he would tuck his thumbs into the pockets of his jeans, letting those piercing emerald eyes drink in the figure that stood before him. Hey, he was a teenage boy and she was one fine specimen of teenage girl. What more would you expect?

[Asher LeBeau]

It was a slow blink that brought her out of her thoughts to the boy in front of her. She was quiet for a moment as she looked him over, arching an eyebrow with a lazy smile that spread across her lips. Her flirtatious nature kicked in just a bit as she met and held his gaze with her own violet ones.

"Waiting for you show up, of course" she said, a slight smile gracing her lips as her own Hawaiian accent trailed over her words, making it sound more musical than it was. She reached a hand up to toss a few strands back behind her shoulder before shifting her stance slightly, angling one side of her body more towards him, a simple technique to get interest.

The boots she had on still rendered her shorter than everyone else around her but she really didn't care. After all, who wants women that are far bigger than you? It's just weird is all, she thought idly. The tiny Hawaiian let her eyes trail over the boy in front of her once more before letting her attention wander to a few more people arriving at the party, greeting them with a slight smile as the music continued to play.

When her attention came back to the boy in front of her, she smiled again, this time a little bit carnal to it. "I just haven't found the right person to keep me company yet," she said, taking a small sip out of her drink.