From: walktheline	Date: September 1st, 2010 06:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	7:00 - 9:00 PM

Party is getting started! People are arriving! No one is throwing up yet!

From: legaux	Date: September 1st, 2010 10:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Adelaide/Open

Adelaide stalked her way through the woods to the clearing, feeling a bit like a criminal. It wasn't so much that she was doing anything wrong, simply that she looked like a terrible pickpocket, looking around to make sure she wasn't being followed. With that stupid behavioural probation over her head, she really didn't want any teachers crashing Charlie's party-- it might be the only chance she got in a while to have some fun.

She spotted Charlie in the clearing quite easily; he'd made it big enough so that if the party got wild everyone would still fit. "Hey gramps!" She bapped the end of his cigarette with the envelope she was holding. "Sorry," she said, meaning the lame gift. "When it comes to presents, I blow."

	From: walktheline	Date: September 1st, 2010 10:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Adelaide/Charlie

Charlie had been about to thank Adelaide, or say hello or something, but just ended up blinking and processing what she had just said. "What? You do what?" he asked slowly, registering the gift and taking it. "Shit, you didn't have to" he muttered, grinning and ripping the envelope open. Reading the IOU, not really getting it he just laughed, tucking it into his pocket.

"Thanks" he added, stubbing the cigarette out and motioning to his array of party items. "Drink? Smoke? I'd offer you a firework but I'm waiting til it gets dark, you know?"

	From: 867_5309	Date: September 2nd, 2010 03:39 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Jenny/Charlie

Jenny had no intention of staying late, and she didn't plan to show up late either. She was one of the first ten or so people to trickle into the clearing. She glanced around to see who was there, other than Charlie, someone to kill some time with. She didn't want to just run up and hand him a present right away, she'd look desperate, not to mention stupid. She had already felt stupid enough lately with everything with Sera, and that was bad enough. She'd even found herself looking around for Quinn, which was a whole other can of worms so to speak.

But pushing those problems away, Jenny took a deep breath, trying to pump herself up for the night. If she came, she might as well have fun with it. Probably Ella would show up later, she wouldn't miss a party, and then Jenny figured she could just align herself with her sister's side for the remainder of the night.. or hopefully so.

Finally giving up on appearing casual and nonchalant, the blonde shifted the paper bag she was holding in her arms, noticing that Charlie was alone for a moment, no longer distracted with greeting party arrivals. She sighed gently, moving her way over, weaving past a group of girls splitting up a case of beer. She held the bag out to Charlie when she reached him, a dismissive look on her face with a hint of a smile. She held the bag as if it were paining her to do so, nudging it at him.

"Here, happy birthday," she said simply.

	From: walktheline	Date: September 3rd, 2010 10:28 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Jenny/Charlie

Charlie grinned as he saw Jenny, taking the bag off her and peering inside curiously. "I'm glad you came, Princess. What's this though" he teased, reaching into the bag and smiling as he took out each item. Until, that is, he got to the Madonna CD. He shook his head, but laughed anyway.

"Will you ever change?" he asked, flipping the CD over to read the back skeptically.

	From: howemuchtrouble	Date: September 2nd, 2010 09:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Keegan/Charlie

Normally, Keegan was on time. He prided himself on that fact. Normally. This time, however, it just didn't work out that way. Not when he spent far too long looking for something to throw Charlie's present into. Once he succeeded in finding the bag, he headed out to the party.

By the time he arrived, it was a little past eight, but hey. He was there. Keegan took a drag from his freshly lit cigarette as he took a look around for Charlie, noting who was already there. When he found the senior, he headed right over to him to deliver the present

	From: walktheline	Date: September 3rd, 2010 10:47 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Keegan/Charlie

Charlie had been listening to a Freshman girl talking about her summer, something pretty boring about Vermont, and managed to excuse himself with the excuse of needing more beer when he saw Keegan heading in his direction.

"Hey man, you came" he said, hitting Keegan lightly on the shoulder and grinning. "How the fuck are you?"

	From: thatmachineboy	Date: September 2nd, 2010 10:13 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Casey/Open

Casey usually didn't do parties. Not unless they were in the dorms with plenty of food, Mountain Dew, and some sort of video game spree. Those barely even counted as parties to begin with. Family parties didn't count either. But, there he was, at a real party held by a fellow student.

The only real reason he was there was due to the fact that he had promised his mother he would try to be more social, and that there were certain other friends of his that kept urging him to get out once in a while. So when he heard about an open party, he decided to give it a shot.

Casey took a look around at who was there so far and he had even made sure to show up a little late so he didn't have to deal with the awkward feeling of being one of a handful. Especially since he sort of stayed towards the outskirts of the people for the moment, trying to remember how to act like a relatively normal person and less of a shut-in.

	From: drummerboy	Date: September 3rd, 2010 03:49 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Casey/Shelby

Shelby's blood sugars had been running a little low for the most part of the day but after devouring a half a bag of chips he was feeling a lot better and was definitely in the mood to party. He threw on an outfit and grabbed his party essentials from the drawer next to his bed and stuffed them in his pocket, including his new cherry papers which he had been dying to try out.

Arriving at the party a little late himself, Shelby looked around to see who was all there already before taking out his first joint of the evening. He placed it in his mouth briefly to baptize it and reached into his pocket for his lighter, ruffling around in there for a few minutes before he finally found it.

Just as he was lighting up he noticed a friend of his off to the side of the party a little. Shelby didn't expect to him there but he walked over towards him anyway. "Hey Dude! What's happening??" He yelled over to Casey, taking another drag off his joint.

	From: cabotine	Date: September 3rd, 2010 02:05 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Rowan/Open

Rowan was fairly on time to this thing, arriving at around 7:30. She had hung around the periphery for a while, getting accustomed to the layout of the party, and looking around for people she knew. Charlie was in a conversation, but there were other people milling about. She decided to go make herself a drink while everything was still available to choose from and people watch for a bit. Hand on her bag she stood and sipped at her drink, eyes on her surroundings and the people around her.

After a while, she saw people as they arrived, but made no move to immediately go talk to people. No one liked to be attacked right when they got to a party. Or so she thought. There was no experience that she really had to compare this too, having not been to many parties yet. She felt that would change at some point soon though. Finding her drink to be empty - and glad she had poured light - she made her way back to the refreshment table to get herself a refill.

	From: walktheline	Date: September 1st, 2010 06:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	9:00 - 11:00 PM

People are buzzed, noisy and awesome.

	From: studiesallnight	Date: September 2nd, 2010 01:17 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Bekka/Open

Bekka didn't exactly realize it was late until it was well, late. True to the steryotype of her house she had been sitting at her make-shift desk (as the proper one was still covered in spread sheets) trying to get ahead on her homework before it was, in some cases, assigned. By the time she remembered that there was both a party that night and who it was for, there wasn't a kitten's chance in All Dogs Go to Heaven for her to go and buy Charlie a gift in time. Instead dressed in what she assumed was decent attire she tried to slip in the back of the rather intoxicated crowd.

So far no one was dead, that was always a good sign...

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: September 2nd, 2010 03:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

It felt a little weird to Tatum that she had been back for such a short time at school, and she was already getting ready to go to a party. Single life had been so different; they partied, she stayed home. But now, she often found herself almost excited for parties, for getting ready, picking the right outfit, and going out with Frankie for the night. It was pretty much better than staying in and playing WoW for the entire evening.

Tonight was an even better event, since it was Charlie's birthday; not only was it guaranteed to be crazy, but going to his party was less taxing on her than any other party. She knew Charlie, at least on a need-to-know basis, and that made it so much less stressful. She had visited him a couple of days before, getting everything she needed for the night.

She and Frankie had arrived around eight, and mingled around slightly. Tatum had tried a little bit of the hard lemonade she brought, and had already gone through two cups of it before nine came around. She was content though, a little buzzed, and just enjoying herself. She saw a few people close by that she recognized, but decided she had other plans in mind.

Pulling Frankie's hand gently, she pulled her girlfriend off to the side a bit, away from where most of the party goers were clustered. It was closer to the edge, shaded under some shorter trees, and Tatum ducked just a bit as they moved further back from the crowd. "I got something special for tonight," she informed the brunette finally, grinning at her. "Better than the blackberry kush even," she added, giving Frankie's side a little poke, always enjoying teasing her, but especially so when they had been drinking.

	From: whodoo	Date: September 2nd, 2010 09:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Open

It was already a good night. It started to be good the moment classes were over and she could start relaxing. Now, with a cup of whiskey in hand, it was getting so much better. Quinn had to give Charlie a hand for throwing yet another party to give the school year a good kick off. Birthday or not.

The brunette slowly made a round, watching the other people chat or wobble around after already having too much alcohol. It was still young in the night yet, too. She was only buzzed so far, but in a good mood. Plus, Quinn was armed with a camera for the sole purpose of catching anything amusing. That was just assuming she didn't get too plastered to use it.

	From: ichbinsotoll	Date: September 3rd, 2010 10:56 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Rike/Open

Rike's not exactly a hard drinker, but she'd been nursing a few bottles and time had flown faster than she thought. She was a little on the buzzed and rowdy side, wandering around to find someone to shout at or punch. Or hug, really, it depended.

She was also wearing a dress. Be terrified.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: September 5th, 2010 11:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Michiko/Open

Michiko couldn't miss the first party of the year, especially since it was Charlie's birthday. He threw the best parties. She flattened her dress and lit a cigarette. It had been one of the first cigarettes she had had in months, she insisted that was the hardest thing about being pregnant even when it came to the growing belly and the heart burn.

She plopped down on a log and sighed, opening a package of skittles.

	From: che_bel_viso	Date: September 7th, 2010 09:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Vinnie/Casey

Vinnie had gotten to the party a little late, but it was with a good reason. He was getting alcohol. Smiling at people as he walked to the table that held the refreshments, Vinnie placed his offerings next to the others on the table. Moving to pour himself a rather strong drink, he made sure not to get in the way of the other people who were coming over to imbibe.

Vinnie didn't usually go heavy on the alcohol, but there were times - Charlie's parties, usually - when it just seemed like a good idea. Smiling to himself now, he moved from the table that was slowly being emptied of people in order to watch the crowd a little. He winked at some cute Freshman boy who looked a little startled at it, before settling his face into a bemused grin. Sipping his drink, he looked around for someone to talk to. Or flirt with. Either way, Vinnie was looking to have a fun night.

	From: walktheline	Date: September 1st, 2010 06:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	11:00 - 1:00 PM

Okay, kids are definitely drunk now. Someone is probably having a fight. That one girl who always cries at parties is totally crying.

	From: anastas	Date: September 2nd, 2010 11:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Stas/Sunny

Stas was on his fourth cigarette of the evening. He was well beyond his fourth drink and stumbling his way around the party looking for Sunny. It was about time for kisses and she was his safest bet for the evening. He had a pretty good feeling that she wouldn't say no.

Finally finding her he slung an arm over her shoulder. "Good evening Miss Garcia."

	From: double_sticks	Date: September 3rd, 2010 02:21 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Victor/???

There was a freshman on Victor's lap. There was a freshman girl on Victor's lap.

She was unconscious, he was pretty sure. Her vomit had barely missed his shoes, and her hair was over her face, but she was breathing and he was pretty sure that girls usually didn't face plant onto his knee after complimenting his hair.

Not that he had much experience with either of those situations.

Um. He looked around.

Help?

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: September 3rd, 2010 03:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Erica/Open

Erica had spent the majority of her night so far seated comfortably in the lap of a junior boy that she didn't quite catch the name of. In fact, she hadn't really caught much about him, but that was no matter. He had a bag of ice, and a bottle of ruby red grapefruit vodka. He had filled her cup, and she had drank, and they had enjoyed their time together.

Brief so it was, as Erica quickly tired of him. Collecting the bottle from him, she had left him with a kiss on his cheek before wandering off again, looking for something more interesting to do.

People were everywhere, crowded into the clearing like sardines, and Erica navigated amongst them as best she could, until she came upon a spot without so many bodies. She settled there, sitting with her back against a tree trunk, and the bottle of vodka held between her knees, just watching.