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Post by Melanie on Jul 29, 2014 23:24:27 GMT
Eden High School was a large prison for half the student body. Lana was glad that they had four months off, but of course she and her sister were returning students so that prison would become Lana's home for education once again. Lana brushed her hair as her older, by one minute, sister Chastity looked for an outfit. "Little Bo-Peep called and she wants her shirt back." Lana scoffed as Chastity held a peasant blouse up to her body.
"Oh Lana, you're so silly...but you're wearing that to school?" Chastity asked curiously, eying Lana's dress. "Momma and Dad won't let you out like that, you know." She added with pursed lips. Lana rolled her eyes at her sister and continued to fix her long red hair.
Chastity quickly pulled the blouse over her undershirt before grabbing her backpack and cell phone. The bus would be at their stop soon and Chastity wanted to be there on time. Lana ran vixen red lipstick across her pouty lips before doing the same that Chastity did.
"Alright let's go." Lana said quietly as she walked out of their room. Luckily her dad was out and her mom was asleep. She awkwardly walked down the stairs in her stilettos before walking out of the house, Chastity following behind.
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Post by Chip on Jul 30, 2014 0:48:04 GMT
Arryn Morello left her apartment, her cousin Stan at her side. Arryn turned around towards the door and locked it. There was not very much—if anything—of value in the Morello household. What valuables the family owned were all on their person. Arryn’s electronics, which consisted of her iPod and her phone, were safelty tucked away in the pocket of her white jeans. Arryn was wearing a decorated blouse and white jeans for the first day of school. She’d spent a long time picking this outfit. The blouse had been picked up at the local thrift store, and she was lucky it didn’t have any stains. It was actually really cute, and she figured she’d put for the effort to look nice on the first day back from vacation! Today Arryn had her glasses on her nose and her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. A few strands couldn’t fit into the ponytail and were currently tucked behind her ear.
“I don’t get why you’re locking it. What, so no one steals the precious paper plates?”
“Yes, exactly. So no one steals the precious paper plates. The plates might not be fine China, Stan, but they’re all we have. And if someone were to take them, we wouldn’t be able to eat dinner.” Arryn explained, though her cousin didn’t look too convinced. He’d meant the remark as sarcasm. That wasn’t a legitimate concern. He didn't care about what happened to the plates. Or anything in that apartment. Except the couch-- he slept on that.
“I don’t think anyone really wants to steal the plates… that’s a literary device called sarcasm. You like those devices, right?”
“I know what sarcasm is, Stan. I’m just a little perplexed why you’d be sarcastic about a legitimate concern. If our paper plates were gone, I suppose we’d have to eat off of napkins. I don’t think spaghetti is served very well on a napkin…”
“Okay okay! It’s very important that we lock the door, in fear of paper plate thieves!” Stan agreed, feeling annoyance rise already. Arryn’s sense of humor just didn’t click with his. If she even had a sense of humor. Stan rubbed his head. He was wearing a grey tee shirt and blue jeans, something simple, walking side by side with his cousin as Eden High School approached.
“You don’t sound entirely convinced…” Arryn pointed out.
“It was a joke, Arryn. Ha ha. Joke. You laugh at jokes.” Stan repeated. Arryn laughed a little shaking her head and watching her feet as she walked. Her books were clutched to her chest.
“Yeah, I get it. Maybe I was just, uhm… overreacting. For a joke.” She said somewhat weakly, her cheeks warming. Stan shrugged it off. The two entered the schoolyard quietly, and Arryn tagged along with Stan even though he half tried to lose her in the crowd. After a few minutes of her persistence he sighed and just let her tag along. He didn’t see anyone he knew around so he scratched the back of his neck as he felt the sun warm the top of his head. Arryn flashed a smile up at her cousin that went completely unnoticed before she fiddled with her bookmark’s long flag, her green eyes scanning the yard for her best friend. Eventually she spotted her and waved her over. "Chastity?" She said, half in question. Stan followed her gaze to the twins, narrowing his eyes slightly and wondering if she'd be more interested in her friends(?) than she would be in him slipping off.
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Post by Melanie on Jul 30, 2014 1:17:58 GMT
Upon entering the school, Chastity and Lana made their way to their lockers. Charity scoped the hallways for her best friend Arryn, but the friend was no where to be found. Chastity frowned slightly before turning to face Lana. "It's so strange, Arryn is usually here by now." She pouted slightly. Lana flashed her sister a disgusted look before turning to her locker.
"Heads up, your pussy partner in crime is arriving with a very sexy senior." Lana replied, her voice trailing off as she looked to Arryn's cousin flirtatiously. Chastity gently nudged her sister with a nervous laugh, "Ew, you're disgusting. That word is just so dirty." Before Lana could respond, Chastity heard her friend and perked up. "OMG! Hey girl! What's your schedule this year? I love your outfit, it's so pretty!" Chastity greeted enthusiastically. Her and Arryn had been friends since late elementary school, after Chastity transferred schools.
Lana tugged at her skirt to pull it down slightly. She rolled her eyes at Chastity and decided to make her way to her friend Jack's locker. As she passed by Arryn and her cousin she intentionally skimmed past him, making a show of letting her hand brush his thigh. With a flip of the hair, Lana was gone down the hallway.
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Post by carmen on Jul 30, 2014 1:31:10 GMT
Jack was in the middle of struggling with his new lock on his locker. He may or may not have smoked a bowl before his first day of the new schoolyear and he may or may not be having trouble remembering what his new combination was. After what he felt was like a random string of numbers, however, it finally became unlocked. He imagined patting himself on the back and started to load his books into the small space.
He closed the door with a slam and turned to see that Lana was walking up to him. He gave her a warm smile, "Is that the sexiest bass player in the coolest band ever that I see?" he joked, "I have no idea what I could have possibly done to deserve such a nice surprise."
He reached over to ruffle her hair playfully, probably messing up what was a good amount of time worth of preparation. "I see you're starting off the year on a nice start," he said, referring to the way she had touched the kid next to that Arryn girl.
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Post by Chip on Jul 30, 2014 1:48:43 GMT
Arryn’s face lit up when she saw her best friend Chastity at her locker. She immediately headed over, her cousin in tow. Stan glanced from Chastity to Lana, noticing the look she gave him. He grinned in response. His eyes travelled down to the hemline of her shirt and his brows rose.
Damn. That hemline was shorter than homeroom period was! And when his legs traveled even farther south he snorted. Were those a pair of knives attached to flats, or were they supposed to be heels? What an outfit for school that chick had picked out! He wasn’t complaining though. Not at all.
Arryn on the other hand also took note of Lana’s outfit but her reaction was much more appalled. She didn’t say anything and tried to focus on her friend.
“Thank you! I like your shirt, too.” Arryn said, the stray strands of hair falling down into her eyes. She quickly pulled them back behind her ear just as Lana started to leave, doing her best to ignore the oddly dressed girl. Stan, on the other hand, could not ignore her because as she walked by she literally reached out and touched his thigh. He was shocked, to say the least, but definitely not unappreciative. He followed Lana with his eyes as she moved to stop by some guys locker, looking like she was talking to him.
“Somebody call 9-1-1, because that chick just stole all of my attention.” Stan said, wondering who that guy was? Boyfriend? Maybe. Who really cared? She’d touched him first, after all. He simply had to confront her about it.
“Why would you need to call 9-1-1… for that?” Arryn asked her cousin with a confused look, and Stan paused, as though he’d forgotten Arryn was allergic to all things joking. He sighed and clapped her on the shoulder.
“Never mind. You have fun talking about clothes.” Stan said, immediately leaving Arryn’s side. Arryn blinked and followed him, not liking the way he approached Chastity’s twin. She was clearly bad news. But then again… Arryn tried not to judge. But she knew about Lana already… “Uhm… my schedule? Yeah, I… I have it here… want to compare?”
Nervously she fumbled for her schedule, which rested atop her books.
Stan approached Lana and tapped her on the shoulder just after Jack ruffled her hair.
“Well, you’re coming on a little strong. What, trying to make your boyfriend here jealous by feeling random people up in the halls?” He asked, nudging a thumb towards Jack.
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Post by Melanie on Jul 30, 2014 2:06:06 GMT
"Duh the sexiest bass player on the planet has graced your presence." Lana replied to Jack with a wide grin. Jack was one of Lana's closer friends, they had met freshman year and somehow they ended up having every class together. "Hey watch it, the 'do took fifty minutes this morning." Lana pouted, running her fingers through her hair to fix it.
Chastity followed Arryn's gaze to Lana and could sense the judgment from her friend. She was used to it though, her sister wasn't the most moralistic person out there. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and shrugged. "I warned her not to wear this to school...it makes me real sad because I pray for every night." Chastity sighed shaking her head. She perked up when her friend pulled out her schedule. She eagerly fished around her bag for hers.
Lana felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around, only to be greeted by a wonderful sight. "Hmmm that's cute, but I don't do boyfriends. I mean look at me, haven't you heard about my 'bad' rep?. I'm bad news Morello." She replied with a wink, she turned her attention back to Jack then back to the god of senior hotness. "Actually, there's a couple of minutes before homeroom...I think I lost something in the janitors closet." She added suggestively.
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Post by carmen on Jul 30, 2014 2:58:36 GMT
Jack looked between the two in amusement, his eyebrows perked in interest. He had been friends with Lana for a while now, so he was used to her behavior. Though he had to admit that it got old whenever she hit on someone right in front of him. It seemed rather counterproductive to him that she would try to pick up other guys when he was there and was always up for it.
At her insinuation about the janitor's closet, Jack knew that if he were a good person he would give them space. He hated cockblocks, and he considered it only common courtesy to allow them to work things out on their own -- that's what he would want for him, at least.
"I need to go meet up with Joel, anyway," he said, shouldering his backpack, "You two crazy kids have fun, I'll have to go find him." He began to walk away, knowing that Joel would meet him up soon. He didn't have any hard feelings towards Lana, he actually felt glad that at least someone in the band was getting some action this week. He only hoped that she wouldn't be the only one.
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Post by Chip on Jul 30, 2014 3:09:59 GMT
Arryn sighed as she turned away from Lana, really not liking that Stanley was going over towards her. She was worried about him and his mental state. What if he slipped into bad habits after the passing of his father? She debated going over there to bring him back, but knew there was a limit to how much her cousin would allow her to pester him.
“I think the outfit choice is inappropriate for school. And the boy is my cousin, Stanley. I’m worried that he’ll sleep with her. He’s at a low point in his life, you know. And your sister, well, you know how she is.” She explained. “Not to be rude, obviously, I’m sorry if it came out that way! I just saw the way she looked at him when we walked over.”
She sighed and tried to focus on happier things, like schedules! She pulled out her schedule to compare to Chastity’s. “I think we have the same homeroom. See, here.” She pointed a finger on both of their schedules, which labeled both girls as having the same homeroom.
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Stan’s mouth opened into a small O when he realized who he was talking to. Duh! How could he not have known based on the short shirt and the flirtatious attitude? Lana Samuels. She was the victim (?) of many rumors, most of which were true, of sexual indecency. She sure seemed to enjoy the reputation she had, though.
And also so, so terribly easy. Especially with the way she’d just felt him up and was looking at him now. Did she just wink at him? Why yes, she did. And that last line she delivered? She wanted to fuck him. When Jack dismissed himself Stan’s mouth twitched upwards in amusement.
He couldn’t help it, he laughed loudly.
“I know you! You’re Lana Samuels. You’re the school bike, right? Everyone’s had a ride.” Stan joked, though his tone wasn’t exactly flirtatious. “The janitor’s closet? What, you need someone to show you the way? Sorry I can't, I’m meeting my best friend soon. It's funny, I haven’t seen her in a few days even though we’re neighbors.”
He placed a hand on Lana’s shoulder and leaned down close, his chin resting on the shoulder his hand wasn’t on. He spoke with a slightly venomous edge, “The janitor’s closet. Really? I admire your enthusiasm, but that place is kind of disgusting.”
Now he certainly wasn’t opposed to casual sex. But here, on the first day of school, in the janitor’s closet? Nah. He had other things to focus on. Like meeting his teachers and deciding which ones were and weren’t going to suffer. Besides, even he had standards. Apparently Lana didn’t. She figured she could just have fun whenever she wanted? Well, she was wrong. And he just proved that.
He grinned with satisfaction.
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Post by Melanie on Jul 30, 2014 4:48:00 GMT
"Ohkay whatever you say Morello. But trust me, you'll be crawling back to me with a need that I can satisfy." Lana replied simply, unfazed by his response to her. With a hair flip she quickly followed Jack to Joel's locker. She knew Jack wouldn't turn down an offer. This was her thing, no real reason, but she was a sex addict.
Chastity grinned in excitement as she saw that her best friend had the same homeroom as her. "This is so exciting! Let's get to class and meet our teacher." She suggested, it would help take Arryn's mind off of her sisters antics.
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Post by Chip on Jul 30, 2014 16:30:31 GMT
Arryn smiled at Chastity, attention on her cousin successfully distracted. She’d have to talk to him later, to convince him not to do something he’d regret later. Because surely nothing but flirting would happen at school! At least that was what Arryn thought.
“Okay! I think that sounds great! I’d love to meet our teacher.” Arryn said, wondering what they’d be like. She didn’t notice Lana leave though she did hear her cousin’s loud laughter—she, however, assumed it was him making another joke since her back was to him.
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“Is that so? Don’t worry about me—I’ll find someone to satisfy my needs. I know plenty of girls just like you.” Stan asked, with a hint of amusement in his voice. There was no way he’d need her specifically. If he wanted an easy lay he could sneak into a club and hit up a chick there or something. He knew how to flirt, and it didn’t take too much effort to find a woman to spend the night with.
That didn’t mean Lana wasn’t attractive, though, and he watched her retreating form as he walked away to find Jack. Jeez, it was kind of irritating how confident she was. He’d definitely never give her the satisfaction of taking him to bed. That would just prove her point.
But once Lana caught up with Jack, Stan was left alone. Scout wasn’t here yet, and he could see Arryn side eyeing him. Arryn had since turned around and focused on her friend, but Stan caught her glances when Lana was hitting on him. Aw. How fucking adorable, she was trying to look out for him.
Stan walked back over to Arryn and Chastity and draped his arm around Arryn’s shoulders, causing Arryn to jump and whip her head towards him. Her eyes lit up when she saw he was no longer with Lana. Stan didn’t look down at Arryn, though, and instead was focused on Chastity. She did look an awful lot like Lana, except way more conservative. No denying she was hot too, though.
“You hogging my cousin over here?” He asked Chastity.
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Post by carmen on Jul 30, 2014 19:21:05 GMT
Jack leaned against Joel's locker, knowing that his friend had a knack for being late but would be there any moment now. He looked up to see Lana approaching him once more, with Stan leaving in the opposite direction. He raised his eyebrows at her inquisitively, wondering what had happened with them.
"I take you struck out, then?" He joked, leaning on the locker so that he looked down to her, "Please don't tell me you're losing your touch, girl."
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Post by Becca on Jul 30, 2014 23:55:09 GMT
“Tony! Tony!,” demanded an impatient voice as she kicked the snoozing man on the floor, “Get up you lazy shit, you said you would drive me to school today.”
The mess on the floor rolled over and snored, clearly not about to leave from his makeshift bed of pillows and sheets. Joan groaned in annoyance and gave the bum a well-deserved kick to the side which was only successful in making the man pass gas. “Yuck, fuckin’ sicko,” she muttered under her breath as she carefully maneuvered her way around the maze of empty pizza boxes, cartons of Chinese food, and beer cans. Her mother hated coming home to a dirty house, but almost every night she did. With so many people coming in and out of their apartment it was hard to keep track of whose garbage was whose, and of course their guests never cleaned up after themselves. She sure as hell wasn’t about to be a maid to anyone, even if it did mean helping her mother out. At least her own room was clean.
After casting a dangerous, fleeting look at Tony, she snagged his keys off of the end table and jingled them happily before smiling to herself. If he wasn’t going to follow through on what he said he would do, then she would just hijack his truck for the day. It was his own stupid fault he had to crash at their place again anyway. His supplier was taking a lot of heat from the cops lately, so he thought it would be best if he laid low. Apparently to him laying low meant cleaning out their already half-empty fridge and passing out on the floor.
Joan left her apartment, locking the door behind her before she went to locate Tony’s vehicle. Most people dressed up for the first day of school because it always seemed to be about ‘making a good impression’, but she didn’t really subscribe to that belief. Instead she wore casual attire, it was roomy and comfortable and certainly wouldn’t acquire any tampering throughout the day. One thing she had learned from her father was to never dress to flashy because that would get you noticed. It was all about sliding under the radar and disguising oneself.
It was a short five minute drive to school and she probably could have walked but that was simply out of the question. She put the vehicle into park and pocketed Tony’s eyes before grabbing her backpack from the passenger’s seat. One last year in this place stood in her way of absolute freedom. It shouldn’t be so hard to survive, especially when she had at least a few friends.
She checked her reflection in the rearview mirror, mussing up her choppy hairdo before sliding out of the vehicle. Hopefully someone she was at least acquaintances with was already there. Typical she ended up coming to school late, so it was strange to see so many students loitering around campus. Joan took in a deep breath before walking up to the entrance of the school. Once inside, she made her way to her locker and along the way caught sight of a familiar face. Standing alongside his angelic little cousin with one of the twins as company stood probably the best thing this shitty school had to offer.
It didn’t take too long to close the distance between her and Stanley, and when she did she nudged him with her elbow before making a gesture with her head for him to come. “Stan, follow,” she said briskly, as if commanding a puppy. In a few long strides she was standing in front of her locker, spinning the dial as she attempted to remember her combination.
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Post by Melanie on Jul 31, 2014 20:16:40 GMT
Chastity jumped a bit at Stan's re-appearance. After that she composed herself and a nervous laugh followed. "Oh we were just going to head over to homeroom." She replied to whatever seemed like teasing. Chastity had to admit that she found her best friends cousin attractive, but she would never do the things that her sister did. As quickly as Stan had re-approached the girls, he left just as quickly, following another girl who didn't have the best reputation. Chastity sighed and shook her head, "I don't understand some of these girls...why give your body away to sin?" Chastity wondered out loud, looking to her best friend.
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Lana rolled her eyes and looked at Jack, then to Joel. "No I have /not/ lost my touch. I'm just off to a bumpy start. Besides, there are so many other guys I could prey on." Lana said simply, giving Jack a wink. She knew very well that her and Jack would probably end up hooking up more than once by the end of the week.
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Post by Chip on Jul 31, 2014 20:48:16 GMT
Stan grinned down at Chastity, but before she could really say anything in response to him he caught sight of a familiar face—and the only face that he actually cared to see. When Scout marched over and commanded Stan like a dog Arryn looked completely shocked, not knowing Stan well enough to know that Scout was his best friend.
“Never mind, you can have her!” Stan said, immediately removing his arm from around Arryn. Of course Scout immediately went to him, he thought, with a grin stretching across his face as she called for him to follow. He definitely liked being her first choice-- he couldn't stand to be anything other than it!
Stan ditched Chastity and Arryn, eventually coming to a stop beside Scout’s locker, leaning his back against the ones beside it.
“Wow, you’re actually on time for once. But you still managed to miss a show.” He snickered, as he pondered the question of where his own locker was. He didn’t usually keep track, because he rarely used it anyway… when it came to textbooks he always just read off of someone else’s. Though he’d probably need to remember for winter again—he didn’t want to carry a heavy jacket around his classes. “Just your bad luck. Right?”
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Arryn watched as her cousin walked away—again—her eyes widening again, this time less out of shock and more out of a kind of disgust. One look at that girl and her tattoos sent a shiver up Arryn’s spine. She definitely looked like bad news. Arryn tried not to judge but she knew the reputation Scout had, and just looking at her cousin with the girl Arryn knew they were close.
“I… I don’t get it… either.” Arryn said, slowly shaking her head as she turned back towards Chastity. “All of those tattoos… and that’s… I knew he said he had a female best friend, but I wasn’t expecting it to be her of all people...”
Arryn took a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders. “We should probably focus on finding our homeroom. There’s nothing I can do about Stan, aside from pulling him away, and he’s stronger than I am. I’ll have to talk to him after school about her. And… is your sister fine on her own? I’m worried she might try to feel up one of those poor boys.”
Arryn spared a glance towards Joel and Jack, looking away hopefully before she got caught. She tucked the hair that had fallen back into her face back behind her ear.
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Post by Becca on Jul 31, 2014 21:05:46 GMT
Scout’s eyes narrowed as she fiddled with the combination on her locker. It had remained the same since freshman year yet at the beginning of every year she still failed to remember the simple six-digit code. When she arrived at about her tenth try the locker finally popped open and she sighed with relief. She hung her backpack up on one of the hooks before checking to make sure the items she kept in it over the summer hadn’t been confiscated.
Not too much to her surprise Stan appeared at her locker just a few moments after she called for him. She turned to face him, taking a moment to study his back-to-school attire before nodding her head in approval. At least someone got the memo the first day of school wasn’t a fashion show.
“Well, I would have actually been earlier but fucking Tony was being stupid and refused to get up to drive me. Luckily I snagged his keys and stole his vehicle for the day,” Scout explained with a smirk before she fully registered what Stanley had told her. She raised a brow before crossing her arms over her chest, popping out her hip as she drummed her fingers against her biceps. “A show, huh? What did I miss?” she asked. Although she never was one to spread gossip, she definitely liked to hear about it and if it involved Stan it was all the more interesting.
Still focused on her best friend, she turned to her locker and rummaged around before finding a tube of burgundy lipstick. She used the mirror in the inside of her locker to apply it before capping it and tossing it back inside.
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