From: ccimods	Date: April 13th, 2011 02:14 am (UTC)		(Link)
	12-1

The dance is officially over. That doesn't mean the fun is stopping!

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: April 14th, 2011 11:46 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Open

Planning yet another successful dance was a call for celebration. Hunter had been looking around everywhere for Michi, ready to attack her with a much needed supply of high-fives, but since the blonde was already half in the bag as the saying goes.. finding anyone wasn't really working.

She was pretty sure she had been outside for a while, at least before the dance ended, but it was definitely over now. There was no noise coming from the hall other than the last few people heading outside, and Hunter watched them closely with her arms crossed, hoping to recognize someone. It was Friday night, just because the dance was over didn't mean that everyone had to go back to their rooms and go to bed. What was with all of this no one partying?

Turning slightly away from the crowd, the tall girl carefully extracted the flask from where it had resided on her thigh. Taking another gulp, she closed her eyes tightly. Tequila that she had at least been able to charm to keep it cold. Warm drinks were out. She wanted a cold drink and someone to talk to. Where the hell was everyone? People were still leaving the dance in small packs, but no one cool enough yet.

It was almost like it was one in the morning or something..

	From: londonloves	Date: April 17th, 2011 11:42 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

Walking out of the dance with a her shoes in her hands, Mari was looking a bit dishevelled. She had spent a lot of time dancing and being told off for too much dirty dancing. All in all a successful night. But it was Friday and she ould guarantee most kids were not going back to their beds. At least not alone. Looking around the crowd Mari weighed up her options before spotting (as if it was hard) a tall blonde. Grinning, she waited until Hunter was otherwise distracted by her flask before running over and slapping her butt playfully.

"Bitch, where the fuck is everyone?"

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: April 17th, 2011 11:56 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

Hunter jumped a little when Mari's hand connected with her behind, quickly swallowing the mouthful of liquor she was in the midst of sipping on. She managed to only dribble a little of it down her chin. "You slut!" she cried, grinning ecstatically at her friend. Finally someone to fucking chill with.

She wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, still grinning like a goof. "Where the fuck were you at all night? I couldn't find you or Michi, I figured you guys were eiffel towering with them Shaws or somethin'.. seriously, girl."

	From: londonloves	Date: April 17th, 2011 11:59 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

Mari burst out laughing and wrinkled her nose. "Ew gross. Leon Shaw? Totally not my type. I'm probably not his either" she joked, swinging her shoes in one hand and trying to hustle some drink from Hunter with the other.

"What are we going to do tonight? Please don't say you're waiting for Gray."

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: April 17th, 2011 12:10 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

After just about thirty seconds of trying to lift the flask out of the shorter girl's one handed reach, Hunter finally gave in and let her grab it. Grinning, she slouched slightly and shook her head. "What a fuckin' fag that dude is," she muttered. "Did I tell you I woke up in a tub with his ass?"

When Mari questioned their plans, Hunter merely gave a shrug. "I ain't waitin' for him.. I saw him talking to some girl earlier, he probably went an' left already if I know him. What should we do?"

	From: londonloves	Date: April 17th, 2011 12:15 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

Mari nearly spluttered everywhere as she took a generous swig out of the flask as Hunter spoke. "No kidding? Were you both naked? Does he have a hairy butt?"

She looked around uninspiringly. "Bunch of lame people" she observed, gaining a few dirty looks. "Maybe we can crash the freshmen boys dorms. Like a reverse pany raid" she joked.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: April 17th, 2011 12:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

"Dude, fuck no!" Hunter quickly replied, shaking her head furiously. It soon started to make her feel nauseous and she came to a stop, settling for an overdramatic gag instead. "Nobody was naked, it was on New Years.. we just fell asleep in there I think. He was definitely snuggling me though, definite spoonage," the blonde admitted, shuddering.

Hunter laughed loudly, nodding. "If only I won that school president thing.. then we could just walk in and hold them by wandpoint for their tighty whities. Hand over the boxers and no one gets hexed! Be cool!"

	From: londonloves	Date: April 17th, 2011 03:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

"You woke up with Leon's bone in your butt" Mari shouted gleefully, earning a few laughs from the crowd passing.

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: April 17th, 2011 03:50 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Mari

"Shut up!" Hunter practically squealed, snatching the flask back from Mari and giving her a little shove.

"That's like.. how you gunna say that to somebody? I'd eat a lightbulb before I think 'bout what he did to my ass!"

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 02:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Things weren't exactly going to Tatum's plan. She had finally give in and let Sera's words get to her, and now here she was at the dance, except that it was basically over and she still hadn't found Frankie. She had gone to Frankie and Rowan's room first and after getting no answer, she had retreated to her room to get dressed.

When she looked in the mirror, it was great and she couldn't help but smile. No big dress. She wore what she wanted; her step-mom didn't even know there was a dance, Sera had been so pissed at Jenny she had forgotten all about telling their mother about Sadie Hawkins entirely. Tatum had gotten there around eleven, hoping that since neither Frankie or Rowan were at their room, they might be around here, but she had zero luck.

Now people were starting to leave, and Tatum was among them, aimlessly wandering out of the front door in the crowd. When she was far enough away from anyone, she began to blaze up the joint from her blazer pocket, puffing thoughtfully and considering what her next step was. She just wished she had caved in a bit earlier, maybe she could have found Frankie.. assuming Frankie had come at all.

Maybe she had asked Gray. Or already left with him.

Tatum immediately chased the thought away, squinting her eyes shut. That was what most of their fighting had been about. She needed to trust her, and she did.. she just didn't see what chance she had against a popular guy like him. Sighing, she took another drag and looked up, seeing someone waving at her from a distance. She couldn't tell who it was yet. Reflex, she waved back.

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 05:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

To say the night had it's ups and downs was pretty fair. Between all the drama that had basically just smacked him in the face he was in a little bit of a panic mode. He was trying his best to keep the peace but there was only so much he could do. Of course it had to explode, everything had been going so well.

Sam was pretty sure he hadn't seen Tatum all night yet he thought he saw her leaving. Giving Ginger a kiss on the cheek, he headed over towards that unmistakable hair. "Hey!" he called, waving his hand over his head.

Once he got closer he grinned. "Where have you been hiding all night?"

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 06:55 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Upon realizing it was Sam, Tatum was all grins as he approached. "Just got here," she admitted through an exhale of smoke, coughing briefly. "I just came to try and find Frankie, but no such luck," she added.

She lifted a hand to motion to her outfit. "No dress, how about it? I'm a fan."

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 07:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

he laughed. "Just got here?" he asked. "I haven't seen her," he admitted stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Just... my head's kinda spinning tonight." Just found out I'm dating me friend's least favorite cheerleader ever.

"I like it, you're looking sharp Tatum, like you dressed yourself this time," he beamed at his friend.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 08:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Tatum/Sam

"Maybe she didn't come after all.. she might have just been out somewhere else," Tatum murmured, sighing a little. "What's gotten you all twisted up? Why the spinny head?"

Taking a puff from her joint, Tatum beamed. "I picked it all myself, in fact."

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 08:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

"Have you texted her yet?" he asked, trying to be helpful. He shook his head when she asked what was going on though. "Just found out my new sorta girlfriend is like the arch nemesis of half my friends," he placed his palm on his forehead, rubbing it a little.

He smiled at her brightly though. "Nice work kid," he bounced a little. "I think you should pick our your dance clothes from now on. It's definitely a more Tatum feel to it."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 09:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

"No, I actually.. didn't even take my phone with me. I was running so late, I just rolled a couple of joints and got dressed and came right down here," Tatum murmured. When he mentioned his date, she furrowed her eyebrows slightly. "Sorta new girlfriend? Dude, you're getting laid? Nice," she replied, grinning a little.

"What's wrong with her though? Would I know her?"

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

"You can borrow mine if you want," he said. He laughed a bit and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Um... yeah," he looked down at his shoes. "It's still new and everything, we're just getting to know each other so we haven't... yet," he flushed a little in the darkness.

"Umm... you could say that..." he looked around anxiously. "Her name is Ginger."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 10:00 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Tatum laughed a little, ready to give him a fair ribbing about his use of 'yet', but her face quickly blanched when he dropped the G bomb.

"You-- wait, you.."

The red-haired girl quickly trailed off, averting her eyes. She didn't want to panic, but she was sort of panicking. What if Ginger walked up to them right now? She couldn't promise she wouldn't try to claw her eyes out or something equally girlish.

"That girl tried to ruin my life," she murmured, glancing briefly up at Sam before looking away again. "At least she's nice to you, obviously."

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 10:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Sam put his hands up in defeat. "I know! I know, arch nemesis and everything, I just... I didn't know when we started seeing each other," she winced a little.

"I'm sorry Tatum, I'll... I'll talk to her about it, I will," he rubbed the back of his neck. "I will be the UN to your negotiations," he grimaced, he probably wasn't helping any.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 10:14 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

What could she really say to him? He was her friend no matter what girl he decided to start dating.. even if she was just Satan wearing a cute girl's skin. Frowning just slightly, she shook her head. "Don't worry about it, it's not your fault, I just.."

She took another drag, exhaling and pouting a little. "Just keep her away from my girlfriend."

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 10:28 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

He hit himself in the forehead again. "I will," he said quietly. "I don't want any drama you know?" he sighed.

"I want them to fight as much as you do," he gave her shoulder a little squeeze. "I'll make sure we all get out of this unscathed," he said.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 17th, 2011 10:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Managing a weak smile, Tatum nodded her head. "I guess," she offered unhelpfully. "I don't want to be like.. that girl, because I'm never that girl, and sometimes I don't think people even remember I'm a girl but I am, and she.."

Pausing for a moment, she flicked the ash from the end of the joint. "I just don't trust her. She messed with my girl, and I'm like.. totally out of my element, but I'm pissed."

She sighed gently, running a hand through her hair. "Sorry, you don't want to hear this, I'm sure."

	From: samtheman	Date: April 17th, 2011 11:55 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Sam frowned. "I know you're not that girl, you're too cool to be her but you have every right to be pissed if she messed with you guys. I can help though," he offered weakly.

"It's okay, I should hear it," he sighed lightly. He was sure he was going to get the other half of it when he asked but he really didn't want to take sides, he just wanted them to get along.

He sighed deeply, he never could have it easy could he? "If you ever need anything, you'll let me know right?"

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: April 18th, 2011 10:33 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Sam

Messed with them was, in Tatum's opinion, sort of an understatement. As if the fight hadn't been bad enough, but for Ginger to come along and kick her while she was down like that.. even Emilie had never been that mean to her. None the less, she nodded her head slightly. "No, it's fine. I'm pissed, but she probably doesn't like me very much either, so I'll save you my end of the bitching," she offered, smiling weakly.

"I know what it's like to be caught between two things like that, you don't need to be like.. in a position like that. If you like her, that's like.. whatever, right? None of my business."