High School: Malibu

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" I don't want another brother Jack," she told him, looking up at him " I all ready have one I don't need another one," she told him.
 
Rachel had no luck looking for her sister. She must be in one of these rooms, she thought, but then knew it'd be extremely stupid to open closed doors at a party. Catching sight of Ashley, who looked pretty drunk, she debated whether to ask her if she'd seen her sister. What the heck, I might as well, she resolved, and tapped her on the shoulder to see if she'd respond.
 
Rachel had no luck looking for her sister. She must be in one of these rooms, she thought, but then knew it'd be extremely stupid to open closed doors at a party. Catching sight of Ashley, who looked pretty drunk, she debated whether to ask her if she'd seen her sister. What the heck, I might as well, she resolved, and tapped her on the shoulder to see if she'd respond.

" I don't want another brother Jack," she told him, looking up at him " I all ready have one I don't need another one," she told him.

"Its my party and I'll cry if I want to," Ashley said waking up.


"You dont think my sister is good enougn. She's sooooo pretty, like a slipper."


(ooc wow I play great drunk ppl....i wonder why:rolleyes:)
 
(ooc wow I play great drunk ppl....i wonder why:rolleyes:)

ooc: I hope it's not because you've been drunk yourself! Or hang around drunk people. Either is bad. But they aren't that hard to play, either. Its like being me after 10 frappucinos. :rolleyes:

ic: "Alrighty then... hey, Ashley, are you sober enough to tell me whether you've seen my sister?" she asked, sarcastically.
 
ooc: I hope it's not because you've been drunk yourself! Or hang around drunk people. Either is bad. But they aren't that hard to play, either. Its like being me after 10 frappucinos. :rolleyes:

ic: "Alrighty then... hey, Ashley, are you sober enough to tell me whether you've seen my sister?" she asked, sarcastically.

(ooc...well:rolleyes:)


Ashley looked up at her, "You have a sister? Margret has a sister ya'll."
 
She sighed impatiently. "I'm Rachel, but you probably don't care at the moment. Do you know where the rest of your cheerleading posse headed off to?"
 
Rachel got confused. "No, as in you haven't seen my sister?" Oh wow I'm stupid, she realized. I won't get any answers from a drunk person... She decided to try again, and spoke slower. "Have... you... seen... Jennifer??"
 
ooc: Gosh drunk people are so annoying... :rolleyes:

"You know what? Forget you. Forget this whole party. My sister can stay here wasted for all I care," she yelled, frusterated. She stormed out of the house and went to her car to head home. "Stupid party," she muttered, turning the key in the ignition.
 
Delia drove back home. Her parents were already asleep considering it was almost 3 in the morning. She walked up the staircase and to her bedroom. She took a shower and changed into her pajamas she smiled at herself in the mirror of her bathroom s she tied her long dark hair into a ponytail, praising herself for how well her plan was already going. She figured that in less than a month she'd be queen bee of the high school, and Ashley would be a total social outcast. Delia cheerfully made her way out of her bathroom and into her bedroom where she plopped herself onto her bed and went to sleep.
 
Rachel had reached home okay. Parking her sister's car in the garage, she headed in the house where her mother and father were up waiting for her.
"Where were you? And where's your sister?" her mother asked, upset.
"Jennifer's... out with friends. I was with a friend too."
"This late?"
"Mom, not right now. I'm really tired, and I'm not feeling good." Without waiting for an answer she dashed up the stairs to her room to sleep.
 
" What am to yo your mum?," she asked, rolling her eyes " Fine don't go any where," she told him, getting up to go to the kitchen.
 
" What am to yo your mum?," she asked, rolling her eyes " Fine don't go any where," she told him, getting up to go to the kitchen.

"I do want my mommy," he said and tucked himself close to the couch.

Seeing the front door open, Mrs. Greene paced through the door. "What's going on?"
 
Kit gave him his coke before she came in " here Jack," she told him, then looked up at his mum " Ah, hi hm I'm Kit your son't friend from school I had to take him home from the party," she told her.
 
"Mik better not have ruined the paint job," Jackson mumbled.

"I see..." Mrs. Greene said, not happy about her sun being intoxicated on the couch, "thankyou Kit, but its time for you to go." She said as she took the coke away from Jackson, "have a nice night."
 
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