This Could Be Fun.
Nov 11, 2011 16:20:33 GMT -5
Post by Annabelle Colfer on Nov 11, 2011 16:20:33 GMT -5
The day had started off... oddly, to say the least. A dream about... Sock monkeys, of all things, had started off the day for Annabelle. Screaming sock monkeys with candy corn for teeth. There was no real way to justify this dream. Nevertheless, Annabelle woke up with a fright, then a laughter fit when she realized what had just woken her up. A morning of classes was a bummer, but a text during lunch brought a grin from ear to ear for the brunette. PARTY: GREEN MEADOW PARK RAILROAD. WHENEVER YOU SHOW UP-WHENEVER YOU GO HOME. GUIDELINES TO BE FOLLOWED. The guidelines for these parties were sent in a second text. They were simple rules to follow and everyone who attended these parties on a regular basis knew them well. The "whenever-whenever" times usually meant people would show up around 10PM. The "whenever" go home time really had to be a whenever thing, because you never knew when people would be finished with their... various, er, activities. The rest of the day's classes went by quickly and without thought.GUIDLINES
1. NEVER TELL OFFICIALS (INCLUDING POLICE, SCHOOL ADMINISTRATORS, TEACHERS, ETC).
2. NEVER TELL OR BRING ANYONE WHOSE PARENTS ARE OFFICIALS.
3. IF YOU CAN BRING SUPPLIES, DO SO.
Supplies, of course, meaning alcohol or anything of the sort.
Around eight at night, Annabelle put on a short black skirt and a hot pink, sparkly halter top. Black heels made her a few inches taller. Pink eyeshadow, excessive amounts of mascara and eyeliner, pink lipstick and gloss, and blush paired with perfectly curled brown hair to make the best outfit she'd worn since the last party. Only this time, she wasn't going alone. It had taken a lot of convincing, but eventually she pulled out a dark purple skirt, black halter with a silver glittered wrap (her friend had insisted on more covering), and silver sparkly heels to doll up Clarisse. Even so, Annabelle had had to pull and drag the other out of the room. It was apparent that the girl wasn't comfortable in these clothes and sort of makeup, but that didn't faze the other one bit.
Annabelle lead the way to the park, down the path, and through the secret passage to the abandoned tracks with a broken down train. Smiling, she winked at her friend and walked to the train, peering in cars as she went for the most lively. The party went on in all existing cars, but each was different. The first, as usual, was mostly couples doing things of which I will not speak of. The second seemed to be where the drugs were at. The third was wear the music played and the drinks were flowing. Belle climbed in and helped Reece up. This was home for the former, but obviously an all new and strange place for the latter.
Tagged: Clarisse.