Post by JARED LIAM ROBINSON on Nov 29, 2011 4:18:53 GMT -5
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Jared wasn't the kind of boy to fret that much about what he was wearing. And tonight was no exception. He stood in front of his mirror to see himself in his regular party, dark-wash jeans and a dark button down. His hair? Messily beautiful. His eyes? Green as ever. His perfectly placed beauty mark? Perfectly placed. He poked the mole that rested just above his lip. It was the only thing on his face (he felt) that was blocking him from a perfectly, uninterrupted, symmetrical face. But regardless, Jared liked his look, and enjoyed his beauty mark very much.
Nina was no where to be found tonight. He had mixed feelings about that. She was probably out partying on mainland, using her power to go ahead and teleport herself there. However, if she wasn't home, that meant that she had the whole dorm to himself... which really meant he could take someone home with him. A smile made its way onto his face at the thought. How ... delightful!
With a grin, and a slight strut to his step, he made his way down to the forested area, where the party was going to be held. There are sheds dotting the whole island, mostly just used to store equipment for SAC's, but the empty ones were transformed into hubs (with the principal's permission). Often times, parties and get together's were held here, as the sheds would be furnished with things from students' homes.
They were lucky that the sheds were rather ... huge. Otherwise, throwing a party in there would be too crowded. He arrived to see a picnic table outside of the shed with a few inhabitants having heart-to-hearts with a few beers. Inside, he could see the walls lined with white Christmas lights and a dancefloor. It was clear all the furniture had been pushed outside (yes, there was a sofa outside the shed, in the forest!).
Jared helped himself to a cup of beer, which he finished in one down. Then, made a beeline toward the dancefloor, where he allowed hot, sweaty, slightly drunken bodies (both male and female) grind up against him. He loved the feeling of the heat on his forehead, and being messaged by other people's body parts. But just as quickly as he had made his way onto the dancefloor, had he gotten rather bored of it.
He struggled his way out of there, felt the crisp air outside of the shed, said hello to one of his friends and plopped himself down on the sofa, which sank deeply into itself. He looked around, surveying the crowd for someone interesting to talk to...or to take home.
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With a grin, and a slight strut to his step, he made his way down to the forested area, where the party was going to be held. There are sheds dotting the whole island, mostly just used to store equipment for SAC's, but the empty ones were transformed into hubs (with the principal's permission). Often times, parties and get together's were held here, as the sheds would be furnished with things from students' homes.
They were lucky that the sheds were rather ... huge. Otherwise, throwing a party in there would be too crowded. He arrived to see a picnic table outside of the shed with a few inhabitants having heart-to-hearts with a few beers. Inside, he could see the walls lined with white Christmas lights and a dancefloor. It was clear all the furniture had been pushed outside (yes, there was a sofa outside the shed, in the forest!).
Jared helped himself to a cup of beer, which he finished in one down. Then, made a beeline toward the dancefloor, where he allowed hot, sweaty, slightly drunken bodies (both male and female) grind up against him. He loved the feeling of the heat on his forehead, and being messaged by other people's body parts. But just as quickly as he had made his way onto the dancefloor, had he gotten rather bored of it.
He struggled his way out of there, felt the crisp air outside of the shed, said hello to one of his friends and plopped himself down on the sofa, which sank deeply into itself. He looked around, surveying the crowd for someone interesting to talk to...or to take home.
