Post by Gabrielle Blake on Sept 21, 2011 15:01:08 GMT -5
Gettin' wasted, shootin' seven doubles down
Summer time, all the sex is good you're having it tonight
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[/b] she asked the big guy with a teasing glimpse in her eyes and still laughter in her voice.The party was already going strong around 5 PM where the first party-orientated people made their way through the door; already in a drunk state. The bass was pumping hard with the meaningless lyric and few electronic tones from a keyboard. Typical youngster-party style. Only, when the older students arrived at 8 PM – and between them; Gabi, the whole party scene changed. From the speakers in all corners was now flowing the sound of rock – borderline metal in genre and the youngsters mumbled and found their true place: The corner. Laughter sounded loudly from the open window and alcohol was being drunk in large amounts and it did not take long for the guests in the apartment to find themselves fumbling around. Senior boys was playing cool around the pool table while talking, drinking beer and smoking like chimneys. They barely even played and everyone around them knew that they weren't any good at it. It just looked awesome to stand there by the table and showing off. In the little bathroom some of the bigger athlete kind of guys was throwing water and beer all over a little Balston freshie. A few boys were sitting in the open windows and shouted cheesy comments after the chicks passing by. It was a well-known scene for Gabrielle. The apartment wasn't really much to brag about. It was old and partly destroyed from all the partying the host had going, but it had charm. It was basically meant for parties: Sofas everywhere, a pool table, a bar, one hell of a big fridge for drinks and a few bedrooms. And those was visited most of the time by people having the sudden urge for sex with a stranger. And this was like home for the blue headed girl moving gracefully through the fairly large living room, making her way to the kitchen for more drinks – and her little meet with a dealer.
Gabi wasn't unintelligent and completely addicted to drugs. But she was a true partier and liked a little speed to keep the night going and going. She didn't exactly need the drugs to keep her going, but the thought of doing just a little did tempt her every once in a while. That was also one of the reasons she was going out as much as she did: That gave her an excuse to get her fix. Nonetheless, it was only a small part of her reasons. She liked feeling as popular as she did around here. She could walk through a room and be greeted by basically everybody because they knew who she was. She had to keep her great reputation and boost it at these gatherings. But most important of all reasons she had: It was so much fun. And if there was something she loved, it was fun. So as she was walking to the kitchen, a smile was embracing her soft lips and showing off her white teeth. She raised her hand and greeted all the people she knew. At one point, she was picked up in one of the Luxford football players arms and swung around the room. She had her arms around his neck to keep him from dropping her and she laughed out of joy. ”Yeah yeah, you're so strong. Can I go get a drink now, superman?”
Finally he was letting her go and she took the last long steps into the half empty kitchen and scanned the faces in it. What she saw was a young couple with their tongues down each others throat and basically dry-humping in the window, three guys having an intense beer pong battle and a girl, who had fallen asleep on the ground. She was actually snoring pretty loudly. What she did not see was Jagr, and he was the person she currently was looking for. Instead of standing there in the middle of the room without doing anything, she opened the fridge and got herself another drink to enjoy while waiting for the tattooed guy. They had met at a couple of parties before but at some she got dragged away by friends and at others he was busy and had to go somewhere afterwards. Hell, she did not even know his name yet. What she knew was that he looked good and that he was a Balston kid, which was pretty sad actually. She liked his looks a lot. Basically because she liked the tattooed, dark mystery-guy she knew nothing of. It was driving her insane out of curiousity. So subconsciencely she really would like to know more of him. Just to get her mind straight about him.
Finally, his face showed in the door and she smiled a little while raising an eyebrow and leaning more in towards the wall, at she followed him with her eyes. ”So you decided to show up anyway”[/b] she said with a little glimpse in her eyes and her head a little to the side. You could call the gazes she was throwing him a little flirty in the moment. It was just a thing she did automatically whenever she was drunk or saw a very good looking guy. Tonight, both things were right. And she did not even think twice about it. She probably wouldn't either when she woke up in the morning with hangovers – maybe even if she woke up in someone else's bed. After all, it was only a sign that she had had a wonderful night. [/blockquote][/justify][/blockquote][/size]
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We'll tear the town up and down
And pay for it tommorow i just wanna live for now
[/size][/i][/center]We'll tear the town up and down
And pay for it tommorow i just wanna live for now
Notes: tadaaah! Here you go xD sorry about it, if there is a lot of crappy flaws and spelling mistakes and all. Didn't have time to read it through xD
Lyrics: Live for today - Hinder
Outfit: Here
Tagged: Jagr! :]