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Post by Olivia Violet Hart on Nov 19, 2010 12:53:10 GMT 10
Liv had just been thrown into the freezing water by some crazy (assuming drunk) athletes, who thought it was funny . Now she her perfectly straighten hair, was nothing but her natural wet ringlets of "taylor swift" curls". She wore her favorite bikini top, and a loose white tee, and pink short shorts,that now clung to her soaked body. She held her pink flip flops in her hands as she walked slowly bare foot up the beach. She was planning on head back to the school, drying off, than dancing by her self in the studio. But, a small piece of drift word stopped her in her tracks, she fell to the sand. Now not only was she wet, cold, she was now covered in sand, and looking like a total drunk in front of well everyone. People filtered around her like fish in the sea.But just as she was abut to crawl past and then to her feet. She lay back instead and closed her eyes for a moment, letting air soak in. She opened her eyes. People looked down at her as they pasted. Her head ache increased as humiliation began to over take her. She got to her feet and stumbled, what was in her drink? She didn't feel drunk...not that she had ever been drunk....
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Arkasel Redfield
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Academic // Year 12
Science.... Not Always The Answer
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Post by Arkasel Redfield on Nov 30, 2010 13:00:40 GMT 10
Parties had never been Arkasel's sort of place, he'd always been doing lab work or extra studying when people hosted them... That and the lack of friends meant he was never invited much to his mothers dismay before she had given up on him. Desrosier was no exception for him, even though the party was in full swing. He was down at the beach not for the music or atmosphere, but rather grabbing a few samples of the water for studying as well as some of the flora and fauna. His bag was full of the things and he was sealing the last of the water fern sample into a jar as he placed it into the bag with the others. Dressed in a grey long-sleeved t-shirt, plain black t-shirt on top and a pair of jeans made him an easy enough sight to forget as he paced along the sand in his wet and slowly drying trainers.
It crunched beneath his feet as he headed back towards the castle and inadvertently the party to which he would circle around to avoid. He had his bottle of lab distilled alcohol watered to his tastes in the side pocket of his bag, he didn't see any point in risking going for a drink when he still had that. But there seemed to be something going on ahead, people heading back to the party from the sand that he was moving towards filtered around something almost like a diversion. It made him curious enough to go off his path and closer to the events.
What he found was a drunk young woman stumbling towards him coated in sand and water in rather skimpy clothing. "Oh shit..." was all he could say as he shook his head, pushing his hair back and as he headed towards her as she moved away from the party and castle. "Are you OK Miss? You do realise the party and school are in the other direction?" he asked as he got closer, making sure to keep within range so she didn't bolt off and stumble past. He didn't particularly fancy an expedition into the woods but if she got passed him it looked like he had no choice.
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