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"Look, boys, I want this to be a good experience so if I want whining, I'll change you into girls. Now you'll have a reason to whine," growled Wanda before taking her drink. She took a sip and licked her lips. It was perfectly sugary and lemony. She thanked mentally Freya for making her discover Nestea and their products. She basically hated iced tea but that sugary goodness was terrible good.

The sun was already low in the sky. The tournament took hours and relaxing was very nice after so much sport. After a few minutes, Wanda was doozing and fell half asleep.

"Hmmph... just remember Wanda... if you do that, you see your brother-turned-sister topless, and I'd imagine your eyes would never recover while poor Morgan over there would be so simultaneously turned on and horrified his head would explode."

He chuckled lightly. The joke wasn't in the best of taste, but there wasn't the same venom, as was the theme of the night.

OOC: Hey rawking, any chance of not writing quite so small? I dont mind somewhat smaller text but even I can barely read that...

Sasha sighed as she was laying on her blanket, looking up at the sun. She was alone, a couple miles away from the others. She was invited to join the volleyball match, but instead came to be alone. What's wrong with me? she thought, I usually say yes to any game or event, but why do I want to be alone?

Because you've always been alone, and always will be, said a voice in her head.

An image of her being strapped to a table shot through her head. Mechanical arms, needles and other sharp things were coming down on her. ..

She quickly sat up. "What was that about? Must've been sleeping in the sun too long," she said.

She gathered her blanket, and travelled through the sand three times as fast as a normal human back to the house. She changed into some clothes, and came out. She overheard Corky talk about the party. She grabbed Corky's arm.

"Yeah, lets party!"

Jamie looked over at Regina when she hung up the phone. "Was that Penny?" He asked her in a low voice, and she nodded. "How's her dad? How is she?" Jamie asked, a minor note of concern in his voice. He knew that Penny could take care of herself, but he was of the firm belief that people shouldn't be forced to when they can help it.

And besides, Penny was one of the people who had helped him most at the institute. She had been at the institute since he had came, and had helped him seemingly endlessly. First with his power, then with learning to use a Katana. . . she was like an older sister, so regardless of whether she could take care of herself, he still worried.

"Where have you been? " Courtney said, relieved that someone with a sense of fun had showed up. Sure, Sasha was a whore sand-b***h, but it was better than hanging with the straight-laced "Hey, let's play Scabble!" lot. She had their expectation that The Brotherhood would be more wild than the people at Xaiver's, but that wasn't proving as true as she had hoped.

"I saw we either throw one or crash one. Y'all are frickin mutants, you should be able to pull something off." Corky said, unintentionally adding emphasis on the 'you's when commenting on the mutants. She didn't really know she had done this, it was just second nature. They were freaks, Courtney was A-list. It would be impossible for her to think of herself as...a real mutant, despite how many times she used her powers.

She almost felt bad because she knew nothing these people could come with would compare with the parties she rocked back home. Corky kind of regretted ignoring her friends calls from earlier afternoon after the jet ski trip.

||Sorry guys, I must have picked the wrong sized. Whoops. ||

OOC: Huh, funny how comic time works. I'll probably pass a week time on my end wink

IC:

Alicia made things move fast. The funeral was held within two days. The following day was the reading of the will. The woman tended to forget Penny could hear her talking around corners and half closed doors. So knowing that Alicia was convinced Penny was basically written out of everything and just wanted her out of their lives wasn't really a surprise to Penny. And it wasn't really a surprise that no sooner was she dropping a rose down a shallow grave, she was sitting in a lawyer's office with her step mother waiting for a will to be read.

For the few hours she had to be, Penny actually looked professional and could pass off in the business world as acceptable. She sat there with her hair pulled back wearing a pin striped business suit. The look on her face was stone. Her eyes were like glass. Everything that was being read didn't register into her head until Alicia slammed her fist down onto the desk, "What?! That can't be."

Everything. Every last time, the house, the business shares. Everything. Her father has so much resentment towards his second wife he left her with nothing. Everything of value was earmarked for his daughters. Most of it was left in Penny's control.

"Pre nups are a b***h," Penny said once she realized what had happened. Everything was hers. There was no question about his final requests of his... to take care of her sisters. They had some assets now of their own but she was in charge. The house was his, no Alicias. She signed away her rights to anything of his when they got married. He was p***k enough at the time to make sure of that.

"Where do I sign?" She stook up and signed on a dotted line and headed towards the door, "You can stay in the house Alicia, but it's mine so don't ******** it up... oh, and get a job. Your lease will be in the mail by the end of the week."

She opened up her cell phone and dialed for Regina, "Hey chicky, I'll be back tonight."

"Oh, I love crashing parties...as long as you look hotter than the host....that was a good one." The memories of one particular bash were graved deeply into Corky's mind, but that was a good thing. The occasion she had changed the topic to was about the biggest skank whore wannabe at school and how Courtney and Kayla had become the life of the party; case closed. She was good at that.

But then it started to rain, knocking Corky completely out of her sweet memory. She hated rain and storms. It turned her cute curls into a frizzy, icky mess. "Damn, that rain rules out beach parties. Guess it's club hopping, again."