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Persephone
Queen of the underworld

Her grandmother had broken her hip, and Julia was being forced to go see her. Now that Julia knew that she was ok she felt a little more relaxed, but she did not want to go visit her. She knew her grandfather would be a mess, even over something as little as a broken hip. And her grandmother would take this time to try to 'bond' with Julia. Why would she want to spend time in a hospital with two people that wanted nothing to do with her when she was a small kid? The next thing she knew a drunk driver went off road and into her yard, slamming her into the side of the house.

Julia suddenly felt lighter, but why? She stud up and looked around, on the ground next to her was her mangled body. Julia felt sick, she was dead. Everything was going so fast, the driver getting out of his car and stumbling to her body. Onlookers calling the police, but everything was silent. Peaceful in a way. Julia looked at herself and realized she was a little transparent. "Oh god.." She mumbled taking a few steps back and tripping over her own two feet. Everything went black. She could not see a thing, but a voice could be heard if she listened closely. It seemed to be coming from the ground beneath her, which felt strangely warm. "Oh my, it seems like its time to pass on the crown little one." The voice seemed saddened, but something about it made Julia shiver. "W-Where am I?" She demanded and stud up. The voice laugh, "That is something you will find out soon. But I have a question for you." A little pause, "Are you responsible?" "What do you mean? Of course I am! What does that have to do with anything?!" And in that second the darkness turned into a grayish color and Julia could see a woman standing in front of her. She looked perfect. Everything about her, the wavy black hair to the greyish color eyes. The woman smiled wickedly. "I am, well was, Persephone. But that role is now brought onto your fragile shoulders." Julia was speechless. She was dead, and now this woman was telling her that she is now Persephone? "W-Wait, the queen of the underworld?!" "Good, you know. Now I wont have to explain it to you." And with a snap of her fingers the woman seemed to vanish into the ground, leaving a cloud of darkness where she had stud.

Julia felt lightheaded as she closed her eyes. She could feel a strange breeze and when she opened her eyes she realized she was somewhere new. There were other people there as Julia decided this was all a dream. She looked down at herself, no longer transparent but she had changed into a beautiful black dress. She quickly closed her eyes again. This is not real, I am dreaming. Or I am crazy. She thought to herself as she once again opened her eyes. Nothing had changed. She stud up and dusted herself off. She listened as people were talking. She tried to remember what she had learned about greek gods and goddess. She had always been into that sort of thing.But she was never really intrigued in Olympus, she always loved reading about the underworld. Her head hurt slightly so she reached up and lightly touched her hair, which was now put up in a very tight bun, a few strands of hair placed at the sides of her face. She looked like an actual Goddess. "I can't believe.. this is crazy." She said to no one in particular and heard someone ask who they all were, now. "Persephone." She said and managed a small smile. But if she was now the goddess of the underworld, why would she be in Olympus? She was really confused.

I am Julia Ann Capulet
Wearing this
In front of Olympus
Feeling tired and scared
With a bunch of strangers

...am I really that evil?

[secret reality]

Volunteer

Gone to where the pretty flowers grow, be back in a hour or so.

Danny was lost in dream land when his alarm clock went off. He slowly opened his eyes and rolled over to the alarm clock. He sighed and turned it off. Time to get up. But he did not want to, he was having a great dream. He was in school, study hall actually, and he was surrounded by cute guys! But in the dream there was something off about all the guys, but he could not put a finger on it. The best part of his dream was when the bell rang, and everyone stud up. The guys turned to him and started singing and dancing like a musical! He could not remember what they were singing but he was pretty sure it was about raining men. He rolled back on his back and looked up at the celling, not wanting to get out of bed. He sighed and sat up, looking around the room. It was very plain and white. He could love it if there were other things to 'spice' up the room but he was not sure if he was aloud to, after all he just volunteered at this hospital. After jumping out of bed and almost falling on his face, but its a good thing he did not, he walked over to where he kept his clothing. After quickly changing he walked out into the hallway, half asleep.

Danny almost ran into a doctor when he was blinded momentarily by the bright light of the hospital hallways. He should be used to it by now, but he had just come from a dark room. "Oh uh sorry about that." He said scratching at the back of his head and waiting for the doctor to tell him what to do for the day. The doctor seemed to be in his fiftys, with a big white beard. Danny was given a list. He did not even look at it but he told the doctor he was sure to get it all done. Danny wanted everything to go great his first day with helping out the patients on the third floor. He needed a place to say and this was perfect. The doctor walked away and he glanced down at the list.


Wake up all patients
Get morning meds and take patients down to breakfast
Make sure everyone goes to lunch at 11:30 Lunch meds as well
Take patients to group therapy at 1:00
Take patients to the gym 2:00
Take patients to tv room 4:00
Take patients to dinner at 7:00 Dinner meds as well
take patients to their rooms by 9:00, lights out a half hour after that


Danny nodded to himself, does not seem to hard right? First I should go get their meds. He thought to himself and walked down a hallway until he got to a room saying with big black letters 'employees only' He wondered why they just did not have a key for the room if they wanted other people to stay out. He opened they white door and stepped in, the room seemed a little cooler then the hallway. He did not mind it though. It did not take him long to find all the morning medication for the few patients he had to take care of for the day. He left the room and walked to the two rooms his patients were in. He hoped that all would go well when he introduced himself to them. But what could go wrong?

He lightly knocked on the door and peeked in, "Alright Johnathan and Jordan, time to get up!" He said in a cheerful voice, leaving the door open and walking to the one next to it. Once he knocked and opened the door he called for the other patient, "Jasper time to get up!" He stepped back so he could see into both of the rooms, and as soon as he could see a little movement from the guys he smiled and clapped his hands together, "My name is Danny Waltz and I am the volunteer thats gonna help you guys throughout the day." He reached into his bag and got the meds out, looking at his watch before doing so, "Its about six right now so you guys have a half hour to get dressed and take your meds. Then its down to breakfast." He said and wondered how easy this was going to be. He knew why these guys were in the hospital, but he has never dealt with people with disorders and other things like OCD. He would not treat them any differently then anyone else. Danny had no idea if they would have a problem with him being gay, so he decided thats some information he would keep to himself for a while. For all he knew, one of them could be gay as well.

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Two days. Thats how long Ashton has been stuck in this hell hole. And no one has even done anything to help him! Only two days ago he was fine living in the attic of his grandparents house. He was never really nice to his grandparents, he always thought the two old-timers were trying to kick him out. Thats one of the reasons he stayed locked up in the attic. It was perfect for him in there. He did not have to talk to anyone, and he could just sleep all day. Well... after about an hour of staring out his window because he had spotted his neibor looking up at him one time he was looking at the birds. Now he thought that the man was always watching him. Sicko. He had never seen the man besides that one time, and he knew nothing about him. But Ashton hated him with a burning passion. He guessed that his grandparents called someone and a man 'visited' Ashton, saying he was related to him. It was the truth, but Ashton thought diffrent. The man had said something about his parents, and that was it. Ashton had forgotten what the man had said by now but something made him snap, lashing out at the man with threats and as Ashton scrambled for something to hurt the man with his grandparents called the coppers. He hated cops, heck he hated everyone. Thats just one of the perks of having paranoid personality disorder. He was mostly skin and bones, he did not trust anyone to make his food. He had to make it himself and he barley did that. He would stare at the oven or a knife, playing different situations in his head over and over again. Even if there was a small chance of hearting himself he would not do it. Two days ago a group of men barged into his attc room and told him he had to go away for a while. Bunch of pricks. What was Ashton going to do? He hated tryng new thigns and was scared to death of strangers, always thinking they were trying to hurt him. Ashton curled up in a corner and screamed his lungs off. He was given a shoot and he slowly tired and fell asleep.

A few hours after that he awoke in a totally new place. Now he felt like the whole world was out to get him. A man had walked in and started talking to him about whats going on in his brain. How could this stranger possibly know whats going on... in my head!?!? He thought to himself the whole time the man was there. After about an hour of saying nothing the man gave up and he heard him say that Ashton was broken? Whats that supposed to mean? Ashton was confused, and scared. Everyone is stupid. They just left in in there, he thought he was going to die. No one had given him food and he had no idea where he was. He wished he was back with his grandparents... he wished his parents were still alive. No. He took that thought back. They left me.. all alone I don't need them! His parents were killed three years ago. Sure Ashton was 'broken' way before that but it was like the final strike. No one told him how they were killed, but he believed that an evil man had killed them in such a horrible way no one would tell him because others thought he was not 'mature' enough. His parents had actually died in a car crash, people have tried to tell him before but no one could get threw to him.

Now two days after he had arrived Ashton was still in the same spot, on his bed. He had not moved at all, he was way to afraid to. But now there was a problem, he had to go to the bathroom. He had trained himself before to hold it in for a day or two, but now it was to much for him to handle. He slowly moved to the side of his bed, looking at the ground to make sure it was ok to stand on, and did. He practicly ran the few feet it took him to reach the bathroom, the door was open but he slammed it as he entered. "W-What..!? No l-locks?" He asked himself as he looked over the door about four times, making sure he did not miss the lock if it had been there. What if someone walked in while he was going to the bathroom? how was he to defend himself with his zipper down? This was crazy.He was panicking, and did not move. His breaking became fast as did his heart beat. He glanced at the toilet, a few feet away from the door. Thats what it seemed like to him. No way he was going to make it out alive. He looked back at the door. It was now or never. Ashton made it over to the toilet in a fast second. He watched the door the whole time, mesmerizing every little detail about it. Once he had finished he flushed and made his way over to the sink. Germs could kill him. And washed his hands for a minuet or two. During this time he felt for once... relaxed. He could not explain why he just did. When he made his way out of the bathroom the man was standing there, with a lady. They were talking to each other so they did not notice when Ashton bolted to the closest corner and stared at him. They were whispering, but he could hear the words: 'Worts case' No hope ' Last chance', then the man spoke up. "Today you are going to go eat with other people. now get up." Ashton shook his head, why would he listen to this guy? He was making his life miserable. "Now." The man demanded and brought out a shot, Ashton's greatest fear. He had no idea what it would do to him. He thought he could die from it, death scared the s**t out of him. His life would be over if he did not listen to this man... so he slowly stud up. The woman nodded to the man and left. Who was she?

Once the men had shoved Aston to the Cafeteria he motioned for Ashton to sit down in a chair. "I will get you food." He said and walked away. Ashton thought about running, but he could fall and break his neck. Or someone could stop him, and beat him up or something. These people had not given him any reason to trust them. Once he had an opinion about something, he stuck to it. Ashton felt tired, sick and scared out of his mind. He sat on the chair with his knees up to his face and his arms wrapped around his legs. No one could hurt him if he was like that. He waited for the man to come back with his food when he noticed two people were close enough for him to hear the two talk, one had food and the other went to get food. They were way to close. He glanced at them every few seconds, scared if he looked away for to long something bad would happen. Whats taking the guy so long with Ashton's food?

(OutOfCourage: Yay! my first post!! ^.^)

[secret reality]

DestinylveяoselveEvermore

Flower
Shy and sensitive.

Wearing: Thislove Listing to: Grapevine Fireslove Feeling: Tired and bored

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♥Destiny woke up to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing. She flipped on to her other side and slamed her hand on the snooze button. She was not ready to wake up, yet. Fifteen minuets later she went threw the same process but got a good look at the time before she pressed the snoze button, she was going to be late to work. Destiny had always hated working the morning shift at Starbucks bu there was nothing she could do about it, she wanted to make money without her parents help. Sure, she could buy what she wanted with her parent's money and she would not have to work, but what would that teach her? Nothing. With a quiet yawn she sat up, rubbing her eyes. After a few minuets of looking for clothing to wear she found the perfet outfit, one that made her look good but one that would not make people stare at her. Destiny hated it when people were looking at her, she always thought they were judging her. She was already self consious enough. With another yawn she walked into the bathroom, ready to take a shower. After about twenty minuets she was as clean as she could get. Destiny got dressed and brushed her hair, knowing it would dry on the way there. Next step of her mornings was breakfast. Still half asleep she walked down to the kitchen, making sure she had her cell phone before she left her room. The fridge had almost no food in it. With a frown she grabbed and apple, deciding to get coffee at work. Destiny did not do that much but some mornings where she was late she grabbed a cup of over priced coffee. Destiny checked her phone for any text messages as she walked out the door.

Nope. Who would text her anyway? She did not have many friends, because she was never able to reach out to strangers. The sun was shining and she had a feeling that it was going to be a long morning at her job. It took her about seven minuets to walk to work and she hurried, she was already late. Birds where chirping and Destiny was fully awake now. Just one more day then I have off for the next two days... she thought to herself as she turned on her iPod. Whenever Destiny had days off she would either walk around town or stay in her house, cleaning or reading. She did not care though, its how it has always been. Destiny was not used to being invited to parties or anything, and why would she? Of course she would love to get a text from a cute guy or something, the odds of that were slim. Destiny had a few close friends though. All of a sudden music entered her ears as she pressed play on her iPod after putting the earphones in. Grapevine Fires from Deathcab For Cutie was one of her most favorite songs, it was sad but had a very good meaning to it. She knew all the words and mouthed it as she walked into the little coffee shop.

As she walked in, another worker walked out. "Long line, I'm outta here!" The bubbly worker said to her with a wicked grin. And with that she was left to work alone. She was okay with that, heck she liked it better then working with another person. With a sigh she slid behind the counter and put on a soft smile so the customers would see that she was happy to be there serving them coffee in the morning, when actually she hated it. "Next please." she said quietly and pressed buttons as the next person in line spoke. Destiny moved gracefully as she filled the order for the business man, "Here you are. Thats going to be five dollars and fifty two cents." She said after about forty seconds of filling out the mans order of coffee and a blueberry muffin. The man huffed and handed her Six dollars. After giving the man his change ten minuets went by fast. She blinked and the long line for around seven people were gone. She closed her eyes for a few seconds and took in a deep breath. Only a few more hours of this. She thought to herself ans let out a little laugh. Destiny leaned on the counter and waited for someone else to walk in, her iPod was still on as she lightly bobbed her head back and forth.

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☼ωearing:Pj's HHHHH☼ωhere: her roomHHHHH ☼ωith: Jamie <3HHHHHH☼ƒeeling: worried but a little relaxedHHHHHH

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Brandy slowly opened her eyes, looking up at the ceiling. She rolled over just a bit and noticed that Jamie had his arm around her and was still sleeping. She smiled, almost forgetting that she had called him last night. Brandy was happy that he was allowed to stay over a lot because she loves spending time with him. She slightly yawned and looked at one of the walls in her room. It was covered in posters of everything she loved. Mostly music related things. Eminem, DeathCab for Cutie, Paramore, Owl City and many other bands/singers all seemed to be looking at her, which she did not mind. but in the middle of all the poster madness was a little tack bored filled with memories and a brightly colored calender. It was close enough to her bed that she could see all the numbers and little notes she had written down. Some days were colored in, other circled. Half of which she had forgotten why she had done so. Brandy liked to keep her life just a tad bit organized, but her forgetfulness did not really help with that. She looked at the date and sighed, for two reasons actually. First off, another family was coming to live with her for the summer. of course she was used to people staying in her house because of the extra rooms, but she was told some had to share rooms. Did she have to? Brandy hoped not because.. if Jamie wants to stay the night how would she manage her boyfriend and a stranger in the same room as her? Brandy liked her privacy with her boyfriend.

The second reason she sighed was because she was a few days late. With her period, that is. It was close to a week away from their seven month anniversary, and on their sixth month the two decided to lose their virginity to each other. Brandy thought it was a little sweet actually. She was not sure if she was in love with [dskjhgsd] but she knew she had very, very strong feelings for him. Jamie was her best friend before they started dating and one day it just changed into the two of them going out. Of course the family knows about the two of them going out.. but she was not sure if they knew about them having sex. Did I mention they did it twice? Well, they did and Brandy was not about to go around telling her family about it. Ya, she loved her family and felt she could come to them for anything.. but she was not sure how any of them would react. But she had her ideas. And being the oldest girl in the family she was not about to go set a bad example for the younger ones. Bandy always thought family came first. And what if she was actually pregnant? They used protection, but brandy really had no idea about this kinda stuff. Plus she was a few days late on her period. She was so stressed about it, what would she even do if she was? how could she tell her family? Brandy was not about to just give up her care-free life to have a kid.

Brandy then looked over to Jamie, who looked so peaceful in her sleep, she even found herself wondering what he was dreaming about. She knew it was near the middle of the day so he would be awake soon. Brandy closed her eyes and cuddled a little closer to Jamie. The air conditioner made a slight humming sound as it filled the room with cool air. During the night she had placed a blanket on the both of them, feeling a bit chilly. Brandy liked it when her room was a little cold, so she was not about to go turn it off. Brandy felt safe in his arms, like nothing else mattered at the moment, even though in the back of her mind lurked the possibility of being pregnant.

...I tried to contain myself, but I escaped

[secret reality]

♥jBeing i n n o c e n t has its perks...
H time to surprise the u n - e x p e c t i n g
HHheck, I might even surprise m y s e l f

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Julia slowly opened her eyes and sighed, she had a massive headache. "s**t.." She managed to mumble to herself as she noticed she was on the floor and she was tangled in her blanket. Julie really did not remember what had happened the night before, but she knew that it could not have been good. It was there first night in this hotel and she already passed out on the floor? Or maybe thats not what happened, she could have been so out of it that someone could have pushed her off the bed and she did not notice. She felt a little chilly and moved her hand up her other arm, feeling the bumps the cooldness had brought. She had her pink bra with laces and pink panties on, and her black high heels was still on her feet? Weird. Julie was not one to get nacked with her friends but she has been more open to new ideas.. like sex with her friends.

Julie rolled over and tried to remember what had happened that night. She felt a little sore and very hungover. She does not drink much, but when she does she gets sexual and touches everyone she can. But did she really do anything like that last night? She had no idea, but she hoped that one of her friends would clear up the blurry parts in her memory. Maybe one of them had not had as many drinks as she did, and remembered everything. They all went to a club.. there was a lot of drugs and drinks being passed around. And someone gave her something, what it was she was not sure about. What happened after that is a mystery. She sat up, making sure she did so in a way that did not make her head throb anymore then it was. The floor was very uncomfortable and she could not find her clothing anywhere. "Ugh." She complained silently and looked around the room.

Julie was not sure if she was alone in the room or not, because there were lumps of blankets all over the place and someone could be sleeping in one. From the night before she knew that one of her friends, Jay had not returned with them. She looked around for her phone and found it was under one of the beds. After grabbing it and touching the screen, she was told that she had six missed voice messages. All from her ex boyfriend. She was wondering if she would listen to them, and she thought she should. Julie was to nice to just deleat them, sometimes others thought she was to nice for her own good. She put the phone up to ear and listened.

Message one: Babe... I miss you so much you have no idea. I promise that I wont hurt you ever again.

Message two:Your going to have to answer some time, those friends of yours are just brain washing you. Those bunch of dikes have no idea what they are talking about.

Lies. And Julia knew that, he was horrible to her and she knew he would never change. He used to abuse her almost everyday then she had a talk with her friends and they helped her decide to leave him. Julie knew all the messages would be kinda like that so she deleted them and set her phone back on the ground. She closed her eyes and tried to think about something else then how much her ex had abused her when they were together. She was so scared to leave that relationship but she was happy to have her friends with her to help her when ever she needs. They are all so nice and caring towards her.. and she was staring to have feelings for each of them.Not the feelings friends should feel toward each other. More like she wanted to get in their pants feeling. But Julie was straight! Well, actually she was confused. She still thought guys were sexy and amazing but she was having those feelings for other girls as well. Mostly her friends.

She picked up her phone again and texted Jay.
Hey, where are you? Any idea what happened last night...? I have no idea and I need people to fill in the blanks for me.
HHHHHHHHHHH-Julia
The screen hurt her eyes a little but she was able to send the massage and she layed back on the floor, waiting for someone else to wake up, thats if anyone else is in the room anyway. Julie had no idea what time it was, but she really did not care much.

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Brandy lived in Pennsylvania so she decided to have one of her friends drive her there. Bad idea. Who would want to drive in a car with their ex boyfriend? Ya, her 'friend' was one of her many ex boyfriends. They were pretty chill now but Brandy could not help feel a little awkward between the jokes and small talk. Brandy was the type of person to be friends with people she just went out with, because if she does go out with someone they have to be pretty cool. So even if they were not going out Brandy thought it was a good idea to still stay in touch. His name was Ace, and they were going out about three boyfriends ago. He was the only one willing to drive her. "God, can this piece of junk go any faster?" or "This traffic sucks." Were things said quite a few times. Brandy wished that she was already there, but she should have left her house sooner. Of course she had to look good for this competition so she had to make sure she had everything she was going to need.

Most of the ride the music was blaring and the two sang along as loud as they could, getting look from people walking on the sidewalk. But right now brandy did not care. she was ready to win this whole competition. No matter who she was paired with there was no way she was going to fall in love! She was stronger then that. Around her town she was known as a 'serial dater' but most just called her a player. Always flirting with all the guys and getting whatever she wanted was her thing, and everyone knew it. You either loved her or you hated her, it really did not matter to her. After a while of driving they were there. She jumped out of the car and grabbed her purse, waiting for Ace to get her other things in the trunk. "Can't you do anything yourself?" He asked as he handed some bags to her with a grin on his face. She placed a hand lightly on her hip and gave him a look as if he was stupid. "Because, I am the girl and your the big strong man who has to carry my bags." She half flirted as she turned to walk into the building. Brandy was making him carry her bags into the place, but she would not go as far as making him take it to where she was going to be staying. Sure Brandy could be mean at times, but most of the time she was not.

Brandy made her way into the building and found the front desk. "Hello hello." She greeted the woman sitting there, "My name is Brandy Cormick, the future winner of this little game." Brandy's tone was mixed with pride, determination and a little bit of sarcasm. The girl smiled back at her, "Well hello to you too, apartment three." She said and handed Brandy a key and Brandy thanked her. Ace dropped her bags, "Alright, I have to get back. I wish you luck though, and remember who drove you to victory!" He said and the two hugged. "Alright, thanks!" She said laughed and grabbed her bags, heading to the stairs. Even with the bags she made it up them with no real issue, she was a little stronger then she seemed.

Once at the door she stud there for a few seconds, she had to get her head in the game. So.. all I have to do is not fall in love. Easy peasy! She said in her thoughts. Brandy has never been in love before, even though she has dated a lot of people. She looked down at herself, making sure she looked presentable for her partner. She hoped he would not be a complete a** or anything like that. And he had to be funny, or Brandy would be bored the whole time she was here. She needed her partner to be someone she could joke around with, or she would end up ripping his head off or something. So without another thought she unlocked the door and pushed it open.

The light was on so she guessed that her partner was already there. She sighed, thinking she could be late. One of the bedroom doors was open so she dropped her bags and stud in the doorway, seeing someone laying on the bed. She leaned on the door and put on a happy smile, "Hi there! I guess your my partner right? I am Brandy, but call me B." She said and looked around the room, thinking about how she would spice up her own. "We have to go meet everyone else.. I think." She said trying to remember what she had been told about the first day while she was on the phone. "You ready to win this thing?" She asked him and took a few more steps into the room to get a better look at this guy, he was cute.

-Outfit in top pic-

(OOC: BAM! MY FIRST POST!!!!)

[secret reality]

The Shy Dancer

The past few days has been a complete blur for Jessica. She remembered being accepted for this show about a week ago, and the rest of the time was out preparing herself for the hell she was going to face. Of course she has seen these types of shows before so she knew what was in store for her. Jessica was the kind to stand in the corner while everyone had fun, wishing she could do the same. Jessica had a pretty easy life, her parents where grate to her and she was never worried about how she was going to eat or where she was going to stay next. But its not like she was handed everything she wanted, Jessie had to work for it. She was always helping her parents out in the little cafe they owned and when she was five started dancing lessons. Jess has a little brother, his name is William and he is about five years younger then her. And she missed him horribly. They were always together and now she was worried sick about him. What if he gets hurt? or some other kind of thought like that would always be in her head. but now Jess had other things to worry about, like these people she was living with and how she would possible live with a bunch of strangers in a place like Las Vegas. She was from a little town in Pennsulvania for crying out loud!

One thing she did remember, was last night. And the fact she did not let a drop of alcohol pass her lips. But of course she was sneaky about it and let everyone think she was drinking everything that was handed to her. Jess could be a good actor if needed, and she thought she did a good job of making these strangers think she was drunk last night. she did not do anything crazy.. like screw three girls in one night, like she known a roommate had done. A little bit of dancing on tables was harmless, and by the time she was done dancing she had a little group of people telling her not to stop. Ya, she did a good job last night. Jess was a dancer, from anything to Jazz and ballet, she could do it all. So dancing like she was drunk on top of a table was no real issue for her, well besides being balanced in the shoes she was wearing. Dancing was all Jess was good at and she danced when ever she had the chance. it was a way to express herself when she did not have the words to. And surprisingly Jess was not the one that had made everyone go home, it was one of the other roommates. She was fine with watching everyone have fun that night, but she knew that one day she was going to be drunk out of her mind like them.

She was already trying to change, and she thought the first thing she needed to change was how she looked. So that is why she had gone out in a tiny dress last night, and the pj's she was currently wearing had her butt cheeks hanging out. Ya she felt uncomfortable but she felt she would get used to it over time. The shoes she had wore were high heels and hurt her feet so much half way through the night she had taken them off. She had felt pretty last night, but also a little dirty. People were dancing on her and trying to drag her into a bathroom or something the whole night. it was gross. all the other roommates seemed fine with making out with strangers when she did not. She felt like the 'mother' out of everyone in the group. As soon as it was time to head back to the house she was the one helping people into there beds and holding back hair when they started puking in the bathrooms. When everyone was settled she finally got into her own bed and fell asleep. Her bed was the one closest to the door, she really did not care where she slept and sharing a room with other girls was fine with her. Well, as long as they kept away from her s**t. Jess kept her little space clean and tidy the way she liked it.

Jess opened her eyes, happy to not have a hangover like the others did. The only thing that hurt slightly was her feet because of the shoes she had worn last night. She sat up and looked around guessing she was the first female awake. She grabbed her phone and noticed she had a text message from her mother. She laughed slightly to herself after reading what it said: I know this is not your cup of tea hun, but I know your going to blow them away. She placed her phone down and stud up, facing the mirror in the room, looking at herself. Her hair was a little messy but she did not care. The tank top she had one was way to small, it hugged her cheat violently and showed off most of her tummy. And not mater how she played with her shorts they always seemed way to short. But if thats how she was going to fit in, she was fine with it. After using the bathroom Jess walked to the kitchen, passing a fellow roommate. Jess held back a laugh knowing everyone would look like him with their hangovers. But Jess did not feel the need to act like she had one, this would make them think that she did fake last night or she was a heavy-weight drinker.

Even though she was shy she manged a smile, "Hey Drew, tough night? From what I saw looks like you are feeling like s**t right now." She half rubbed it in. Jess knew what he had done last night and she felt like he should go take a three day bath just to get all that skank off of himself. She looked around the room, ya everyone else was still sleeping. Jess sighed, knowing she would have to make the food for everyone. Jess was good at cooking so she did not really care.She glanced back at Drew and walked barefoot into the kitchen. When she walked it was silent and graceful, from dancing of course. Jess bee-lined to the fridge and looked at the food in there, thinking they might have to go shopping soon or something due to how much everyone ate. After placing everything on the counter she would need to make bacon, eggs and pancakes Jess started mixing the pancake batter. I hope I don't have to cook everything.. she thought to herself wondering when everyone would get their asses up.

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Danny head hurt like a b***h and all he wanted to do was sleep a bit more, but of course not. The door to the room opened, a girl screamed at her brother and slammed the door. "I am not dealing with that every morning dude." He said to the only guy left in the room and opened his eyes to see darkness..? Well ya, thats what someone would see if they slept with a pillow on there face. Danny was weird, and thats how he slept. Tossing the pillow somewhere else he rolled over.. and fell on the floor with a loud thud. "Holy s**t!" He half yelled, forgetting this bed was not as big as the one at his house. Where he still lived with his parents. He had no reason to move out, he was given anything he needed there. Why waste a good thing. He sat up and closed his eyes again, the throbbing in his skull getting the best of him. But, thats the life Danny was used to. Going to parties all the time and getting wasted, and hooking up of course. What guy does not try to hook up with drunk girls? Oh ya, one of the guys in the house. Seeing two members of the house not drinking until they could not stand had made him dislike the two. One Jessica, a dancer chick who seemed to want to be a prostitute or something while she was just a sweetheart. And the other Cameron, the over protective brother. How was he supposed to get in his sisters pants with him around!? Party poopers, the both of them. "Next person who wake me up while I have a hang over is going to be sorry!" He yelled, making sure everyone had heard him. Of course he said it with love.

After a few seconds of sitting on the floor her stud up, stretching as he did so. He looked down at what he was wearing, blue boxers with yellow ducks on them.. no shirt. He did not remember taking off his shirt. Maybe one of the girls did? He was not sure but he would bring it up later as a joke. Danny was always making jokes about whatever he could. He was great at it. If he was in the kitchen during the little 'b***h fight' he would have thought of sooo much better comebacks. He loved the sound of laughter and people having a good time, as long as he was as well. And last night he had had a great time. Danny did not get laid like one of his roommates who got three different women but there was a s**t load of kissing and touching going on last night. He could smell food in the kitchen and he was about to head that way.. but needed to piss. He hurried into the bathroom and did not bother closing the door as he did his 'business' not caring who saw what. In the end, he knew everyone in the house was going to see him naked at least once. Why not start now? He flushed and turned to the mirror, looking at the damage from last night. His hair looked like s**t and he lazily tried to smooth it down just a little but his hair was not his friend today. Danny was surprised that there were no marks anywhere, that he could see actually. But on his back where four nail marks that made their way all the way down his back. He had no idea where those had come from. Hm. Maybe another doing of the roommates?

Danny fought back the pain in his skull as he walked int the kitchen, looking around at all the roommates. All the girls were looking very hot this morning and the guys were looking.. nice? He was never the type to judge guys like that. Danny was into the hoes, not the bros. First girl he noticed was the sexy Gia. She was all about the party last night, he was not sure but she could of had more then him. Which is uprising. She seemed pretty chill from what he has seen, and no doubt someone he would charm. If Danny wanted a girl, he would get her using whatever he could. It all ended the same. Sex. Its all he wanted really. Next to be spotted was Dani, who he would always call Danielle, because her nickname sounded like his name. He has known many a woman like her, with an ego as big as the list of hearts she had broken. He was cool with that, Danny was immune to any heart-breaking attacks. He had built a wall long ago to not let people get to him, so it just means he never reaches out to people. And did not really care for who he slept with. Dani and him also had some alone time last night.. and hell it was the best drunken make out he has had in a while, he was going to tap that, and soon. The next girl was Jess. Poor poor Jess coming into this house with seven big scary people. He noticed what she was wearing and could not help staring for about half a minuet. Ok, he could forgive her for not drinking like the rest. As long as she always wore clothing like that anyway. The girls could think what they wanted about Jess, the guys were just happy she was wearing clothing like that. Danny was not sure about sex with her, not because of him. But of how Jess was she has probably never had sex before. And that s**t was to messy for him. And last but definitely not least for the girls, there was Ruby. In her bra and boxers. Had he just died at the party and move on to the fluffy clouds above? She was looking mad sexy, like the other girls. She was a big flirt and Danny loved those kinds of women. A big turn off was her brother though, so he had to be sneaky if he wanted to fool around with her. Were there any guest rooms in this huge house? There has to be. Adrian and Dre seemed to be eating up what ever little petty drama that had been going on moments before, and he was happy he was not part of it.

Danny's tummy growled and he smiled brightly remembering about the food, "Oh guys. You made all of this just for me? I mean, its a nice gesture but you did not have to go threw all the trouble!" He looked to each girl, not giving a rats a** who made it. The fact that it was there was nice. He walked his half naked a** and sat across from Dre, Danny knew they were going to get alone fine. He seemed to be just like him. Lucky b*****d got with three chicks last night! "I am surprised you can even get out of bed." He joked "Oh, and ladies, two questions for you." He smiled wickedly and looked around again. "Who put these kinky marks on my back last night?" He asked and leaned a little forward so the chair was not covering the marks. "Ruby? Gia?" He lifted an eye brow and said the first two girl names that came into his mind. He leaned back and closed his eyes, not forgetting about his headache. But he had a way with dealing with hangovers. Do nothing at all until it goes a way. Weird, but its always been that way for him. The pain was a way to tell him how stupid he was and maybe the next time party a little less. But that would never happen of course. Heck, he should be used to the pain by now. He noticed Ruby on the counter, "Hey, why not sit next to me?" He asked and pulled out a chair next to him with one of those boyish smiles of his painted on his face. No way was he going to have 'shy' Jess or the brother sitting next to him this morning.

I tried to contain myself, but I escaped..

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Rose appeared to be in some sort of club, it was dark and the music was pounding. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Must be a dream.. a really weird dream. She thought to herself and got a decent look at her surroundings. She was surrounded by people who were dancing like there was no tomorrow. Some were grinding, which made Rose look away instantly. Ew. Get a room? Rose had no idea why she could not speak in this dream, but she went with it. Everyone seemed to be practically naked, only thing covering them up was underwear and bras for the girls. And boxers for the guys. Walking past the people trying to dance on her was almost impossible. She had to shove and give dirty looks, Rose hated the fact she could not talk. A group of guys were fist pumping and she laughed quietly to herself, thinking about how stupid they looked. Suddenly a strange smell filled the air around her, instantly making her caught. What the fuc- She could not finish that thought because a noise half woke her out of her dream. Kind of sounded like someone doing a crappy job of climbing through her window, but it was not enough to fully wake her up.

Rose felt two arms wrap around her but she thought nothing of it. Maybe still part of this messed up dream? As Matt put the covers on her she rolled over without realizing it and she fell back into her dream. She tried to talk, no luck. There were a lot of things she wanted to yell and it pissed her off that she could not. First she would tell everyone to get a room or just put more clothing on. Rose would never go to a club dressed like that. Sure, maybe a tight dress but not like the people in her dream were wearing. Rose made it to the DJ booth and a figure rushed past her, almost making Rose fall over. Good thing she extend her hand and grab the guy before she could. With a little bit of trouble the guy turned around, and it was Matt. And god, he was looking sexy in those boxers. Her eyes opened wide as she realized he was high. Ok, I WANNA WAKE UP NOW!!!!!! She screamed in her head as she watched Matt give her a big bear hug, one that she has missed. But there was no time for thinking about that now, she had to find a way out of this dream. "Happy you could make it to my par-tayyyy." Matt said with a wicked smile, not the cute boyish one Rose loved. "Looking good too." He winked at her and Rose could tell he was checking her out. She looked down, noticing she was wearing the same thing everyone else was.

She suddenly felt sick. What kind of sick dream was this, and how can she make it stop? Her thoughts were interrupted by Matt, well the dream Matt, handing her something that looked like a blunt type thing. "Come on, just try it!" She was horrified. The one thing she thought would never happen did. At least its a dream. Just a dream... She thought and Matt started to look angry when Rose did nothing. "Jeez, how lame could you be!? I can't believe we used to be really close, your nothing but a loser!" Rose felt like crying and lashing out at the same time. She pushed past the 'dream' Matt and ran, having no idea where she was going. Need to get out of this messed up dream. Was all she could think of as she managed to get out of the club. It was dark ally type of setting and she suddenly felt like being back in the club was a better idea.

The next thing she heard was a thud and she instantly woke up. Durring her dream she had become tangled with the blancket. Sitting up she realized she was in her room. Weird. Chloe was not with her and she thought maybe Chloe had just knocked something over. "Stupid cat.." She mumbled to herself, happy that Chloe did wake her up. Rose managed to get out of bed and turned on the light to her room, instantly squinting when she did. First thing Rose did was look at the huge mirror in her room. She looked a little paler then normal, and her forehead felt warm when she touched it. What was the point of that dream? Was it telling her that she had no voice in what Matt did and it would one day end there friendship? That's all she could think of at the moment as she walked out of her room. She almost tripped over Chloe. "She did not make the noise.." She crept into the living room, making as little sound as possible. It was to dark to see anything and the finishing credits where rolling for Harry Potter. Something did not feel right, like there was another presence in the room. "Hello..?" She called out, thinking if someone was actually going to answer her if they were breaking in.

Rose turned on the light the the living room and spotted Matt sitting there. She had a lot of questions, half she did not want the answers to. But she suddenly felt.. exposed? After having a dream like that she must look like s**t to Matt, plus the sexy Pj's she was in were not helping. "You ok?" She rushed over to his side, bending over to get a better look at him. She noticed the coffee table was a little out of place and realized what happened. "Matt.." She said in a soothingly soft voice getting a look at his face, and just his state in general. She had put her arms on him, but now she jerked away. She folded her arms and gave him a dirty look, not caring about if he was ok or not. "I can't believe this. You go missing for a few days.. you never answer my calls anymore, and you come to my house at, like three in the morning.." She had no idea what time it was now, "And your high!!? You know what I think about that! Matt, you have no idea how pissed I am right now!" She practically yelled the last part. This was worse then her dream! This was real life, and there was nothing she could do about it. To late, he was already high and at her place. Why was he even here? Does he think its some sick joke or something? Because I am not laughing!! The next thing she did is grab a blanket off her couch and wrap it around her, still feeling like she was in the dream practically naked.

ooc; okie good c: and of course you gave me enough to work with!!

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