It's Five O'clock Somewhere (Open)

[Sophie Fitzpatrick]

(This is open to everyone who wants to join. The more the merrier! There also no posting order, seeing as those tend to get annoying and just in the way in case someone doesn't have the time to post, and blah, blah blah. So uh, wait at least 2 posts before posting again. Unless it's going really slow, then go nuts. Idc. xD)

No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep.

It was the perfect day for a party, at least Sophie thought so. Besides, being rich and having the house all to yourself had its benefits. She had managed to get her hands on a lot of booze, and her parents was away for the entire week. And to make it even better, their butler Gunther even had the week off. So, here she was, all alone in this big empty house and she wasn't going to let the opportunity pass her by; She was throwing a open house party.

A lot of the people from her own school had already showed up, so that was all good. It was filling rather quickly too. She didn't mind, really. The more people, the better. Besides, she had kinda thrown the rumor of the party all over the place, so it was only to expect that people would show. Besides, who would ever say no to free alcohol?

The music was playing, and the alcohol stood ready on the table inside the kitchen. People were socializing in every part of the house, even in the jacuzzi and the swimming pool. Luckily, Sophie had locked off her own, her parents and Gunther's bedroom in case some hormone filled teenagers decided to get it on. They had several rooms and bedrooms free to use, but she didn't want any mess in her own room. That would just be nasty, and she doubt she'd feel up for changing her sheets whenever she planned on going to sleep.

The outfit she had picked out was something her mother had bought her in France. White was probably not the right color to use for this kind of party, but she didn't care. It was too hot to wear anything dark, and few of her dresses looked good with a bikini under them anyways.

Sophie grabbed a beer and opened it. People were already dancing and having a good time, which was good. Hopefully there wouldn't be any of that needless teenage drama, but those always came with drunk teenagers, so it wouldn't exactly be much of a shock. She wasn't going to let it ruin her evening anyways. The doorbell rang, and Sophie went to open it. She welcomed the new arrivals and let them inside. Whoever they were.

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Which was more surprising? The fact that Brooke had heard about this open house party all the way from Hammel campus, or that Brooke actually snuck out and showed up despite her not being allowed to? Or that she even found another way to get out aside from the hole in the fence the new security guard plugged up.

It didn't really matter, what mattered was that Brooke was gonna get it on tonight! She was adorned with a brand spanking new dress her momma had sent her just that day, a cutsy little black thing that wrapped tightly around her slim figure in rivets. She didn't bother with the bra, the dress had one built in, but she did wear shoes this time. Well, she wore shoes most of the time anyways. The shoes looked like black ballet slippers with a definitive heel, wrapping elastic ribbons around her foot and ankle and then zipping up on the side to fit more like a boot than slippers. Especially when her pink toenails shone through the wraps. Her red hair stayed down though, with only a single criss-cross of pins above her left ear, keeping her hair loosely back but were primarily there for decoration. This was going to be a fun night, she had thought, looking at herself in the mirror.

Brooke met one of her regular buddies on the street where they usually picked her up and they drove right up to the house like they were the guests of honor at the Academy Awards, red carpet and all....ok, there wasn't a red carpet, but Brooke could still brag that they were fashionably late. She hung on the arm of the tallest, nameless, guy-friend of hers as they walked up and rang the bell. When the door opened, Brooke and the rest barreled inside like they owned the place.

Her first target was the punch. "This better be jungle juice," she said to no-one as she ladeled in a large serving of red juice and random fruit into a red-plastic cup. She sipped it down, pleased to taste the alcohol even if she couldn't quite identify which spirit it was. Then Brooke disappeared further into the crowd.

[Layla Harlow]

Seeing as how she lived in the same general neighborhood, Layla knew she would be able to make it to the party soon enough. She didn't know who was going or rather, who wasn't going and it really didn't matter to her either way. Her parents weren't, that was all she cared about. Besides she wasn't going to miss a party thrown by her best friend, especially when alcohol was involved and dancing because, well, you just couldn't go wrong with that combination...oh wait, she had gone wrong once.

After leafing through her closet, she finally found a cute party dress she bought from the mall. Typically she'd wear something from Hot Topic, but this dress was too cute to deny. After getting dressed and becoming presentable with her curly hair, she snatched her car keys and headed for the door, only to be stopped by her parents and the interrogation. They just had to be home at the time she was leaving. Either way she talked her way out of the house and got in her car, driving rather quickly to her best friend's house.

Just as she parked in her designated spot, a large group of people were entering and she noticed Sophie in her white party dress as she greeted them. Only she would wear white to a party like this. Layla was just glad she found something darker to wear. She stashed her phone in her cleavage (because where else was she supposed to put it?) and headed up to the door. She passed through the doorway and wrapped her arms around her best friend, "Nice turn out, babe! Sorry I'm late, the rents were home and didn't feel like letting me out." Story of her life.

"Where's the alcohol? I could use a drink," She said with a laugh as she pushed her way through the crowd, only recognizing people from their school.

[Evony Vasiliev]

(follow up from this thread)

The shimmering void embraced her body like silver waters, the comforting weightlessness of the Reflection world sending her forth into the great unknown. Evy was irritated, hurt and angry; although her reasoning for being like that was till non-existent. At the moment her and Lucy were nothing but peculiar bed buddies, everything that held them together was unspoken and secret. But it should've been obvious, well for the ever observant Lucy anyways, that Evy held particular feelings for the girl that refused to budge.

"Fucking rookie..", Evy said aloud, her voice dissipating into constantly shifting void. She wasn't angry at the younger girl, she was just frustrated that she managed to win so easily. Shaking her head of the thoughts the girl waded past the windows into people's houses, her eyes flickering from one scene to another. A young couple making out on a bed, nope definitely not in the mood to watch that. A family having a seafood dinner, another painfully intimate scene that the girl had to ignore. Window after window brought a new glimpse into the lives of people, a chance to quietly play audience to their lives.

It was only until Evy hopped passed a rather large window did she notice the flashing colours of neon and the noises of exuberance and drunken joy. A party. People were dancing, grinding, drinking, chatting and doing whatever else was expected of kids their age. Passing faces drew names in her mind, it appeared people from her school were present.

Pausing, the girl thought back to the humiliating standoff with Lucy only a few minutes before. What would Lucy care anyways? Shaking her head and taking in a deep breath the blue haired acrobat slinked through the mirror and into the lounge of the large residence. No one noticed her entry, they were either focusing on their booze, boobs or babes.

"Time to get drunk." She flatly uttered to herself, wiggling passed the grinding masses of sexually charged teenagers and snatching a red cup off a nearby counter and downing the beer in one quick gulp. "Eww what the fuck?", she grimaced, shuddering as she swallowed the cold drink and slamming the cup on the table. Beer was gross.

"Where the fuck is the vodka?" she asked aloud, a twisted little grin plastered on her face. Anything to distract her from the pain in her chest.

[Leonardo Huerta-Davis]

When there was a party, word traveled fast. Even the youngsters from Hammel were turning up. And when there was a party, Leonardo just had to be there.

But he didn't drive. Why the hell would he? His bike would be stuck in a random parking lot and knowing his luck, probably stolen or trashed by the morning. Nope, he had friends who were keen enough to drop him off. And a place in town to stay if he really wanted to. Dressed up to look good, he'd had a few pre-drinks with his friends in the backseat on the way over, so he was forming a small buzz when first got it.

He made his way in and instantly went for the beer, grabbing one and twisting the tap off. For the most part he just scoped out the crowd, looking for someone decent to talk to. Not that a whole lot of talking would happen; the music was loud in the best kind of way.

[Sophie Fitzpatrick]

Sophie smiled as none other than her own best friend entered the house. It was nice having some moral support around, seeing as the party just kept getting bigger and bigger. Luckily, Sophie had bought more than enough alcohol to last them the entire evening, if not more. ''Oh, you know. Word travels fast when there's a party with free booze.'', she replied with a chuckle. She looked over her shoulder at the horde of buzzed teenagers and shook her head. ''Well, feel free to stay the night, so you don't have to go home buzzed.'' Out of all people, Sophie knew how Layla's parents were. Heck, they were even worse than her own.

''The alcohol is in the kitchen. Beer, punch, spirits, you know the deal.'', she said and pointed over the crowd. Not that she needed to point Layla in the right direction or anything, but heck. Even Sophie got confused as to where everything was when there was so many people around. As she was about to follow Layla through the crowd, she heard something crash into the ground and break and yanked her head in that direction. ''Sorry!'', she heard a boy call over the music and she shook her head. ''Excuse me.''

She didn't care much if things got broken. It wasn't like her family couldn't afford to buy something new anyways. She left the door open and pressed herself through the crowd just to see what they had broken. It was just a vase, nothing big. Which was good. It would have been worse if it was something personal. Not that they had a lot of personal things in the house, but anyways. ''The pool is in the back, and the jacuzzi is heated up if anyone's interested. The alcohol can be found in the kitchen.'', she yelled over the music and chuckled. Man, this was going to be such a fun evening. The turn out was a lot better than what she had expected.

[Jade Parrish]

Jade had heard around town about the party at the Fitzpatrick residence plenty when she'd been going around town, posting up fliers for a new roommate. Her most recent one had just moved out and while Starbucks was a great job, she couldn't afford the entire rent with her paycheck. So what if it was a high school party? Jade found them amusing. Mostly because high school kids were so into it. It was kind of hilarious. Besides, she wouldn't mind some free alcohol and being in a place packed with bodies with loud thumping music. That was her scene. Of course, she could only hope that the host had good taste in music.

She'd walked from her apartment, not bothering to take her car. The Fitzpatrick house was lavish, she knew that, but as it came into view, she knew that the girl's parents had to be loaded. Despite all of the younger people that were going to be around, Jade was going to have fun. She made her own fun no matter where she went anyway and a good party is what she needed to let loose, especially after a long semester at college. That and whether or not she always dressed up, it was nice to have somewhere to wear her outfits. The one she'd picked out tonight was a black ensemble (of course), and lots of jewelry, topped off with her combat boots.

Teenagers were pouring in through the door and Jade made her way inside, her boots clunking on the wood floor. A tall blonde was announcing where the goods were just as she stepped inside and so she headed towards the kitchen, grabbing a beer and twisting off the cap, tossing a closed-lipped smile at the dark-haired boy who had just grabbed one himself.

[Ashton Harper]

Ashton didn't know what he was thinking. Okay, well he did. The girl he liked and was sorta dating was throwing a party and had asked him to come, throwing in a few things he'd like to not mention because it would only get him blushing again. Seriously, it just wasn't fair the way she threw around the color and style of her undergarments! She knew he couldn't very well deny it because though he wasn't sure it was the underwear he wanted to see (though he wouldn't mind it), he did want to see her.

The problem was that he had no idea what he was going to wear. He wasn't one that really paid attention to wardrobe. Typically it was whatever he found in his dressers and he just sorta threw it on. But if there were going to be other people, that meant he had people to compete with as well. Which also meant that he had to look decent. Ash settled on a blue button-up, white wife-beater and dark jeans. He'd been told by a few people here and there that he had pretty nice eyes and when he wore blue it just enhanced that. Enhancement was good.

Gosh he was freaking out. But hey on the bright side, if any metas came they wouldn't have to worry about things getting out of hand as far as that went because he could stop them all with one fell swoop. Power Suppression was handy like that. He just was hoping it would be a silly high school party of the people she knew and not so much people from Hammel because who knew who he'd run into.

Gulping, he pulled into the driveway beside another car, the only other one he'd seen and mentally prepared himself for this. All he was going to do was feel out of place so it wasn't very different from any other social situation. It wasn't so much that he was bad at talking to people, just people that made him nervous. So pretty much Sophie. Great. He was going to sound like a bumbling fool in front of all these guys or girls even that could just sweep her away never to be seen again. Good pep talk, now off to the party.

He slid out of his car and locked it, not really caring if anyone trashed it seeing as how it was junk anyway, but he did have all of his personals on him in case something did happen. By the size of the party raging inside, it wouldn't surprise him if a few people here and there were troublemakers. He took a deep breath and headed inside, glancing around for a familiar face of any sort, only to find that he didn't know anyone. He couldn't even find the hostess.

Until she started yelling over the music and he spotted her with a smile. Ashton started making his way through the crowd and over to her, careful not to disturb anyone on his way through. He kept getting blocked though and found himself in the middle of a dancing crowd. Oh boy.

[Sophie Fitzpatrick]

Sophie didn't even see Ash come in, or make his way to her. Which was probably a bad thing, seeing as to where he got stuck. But no, the room was crowded and filled with both familiar faces and unfamiliar ones. She tried pushing her way through the crowd once again, to make her way out of the dancing horde. She was all for having fun, but having this many bodies bumping into her wasn't exactly her favorite thing in the world. But it wasn't all that easy since people didn't care much about who was trying to pass them and she kept getting slammed into by some random boy or girl. It was rather annoying, but she had asked for it when she mentioned the open house.

It was in situations like this Sophie wished she had some kind of superpower. She could have easily just pushed them all out of her way and gotten out of here. But nope, she was born non-meta. She let out a frustrated sigh as she was bumped into again. It took a lot of self-control not to lash out at whoever it was, so she pressed her lips together and kept trying to get out of the mass of people. It was a wonder no one had spilled a drink on her dress yet, though it would probably end up happening sooner or later.

She managed to get herself onto the stairs, which at least got her away from the crowd, though quite not where she had wanted to be, but it had to do. She leaned over the railing and tried to look into the kitchen. It was pretty packed in there too, and she couldn't find Layla anywhere either. ''Great. There went that rescue plan.'', she muttered to herself and sighed. Man, wouldn't it have been handy knowing someone with the ability to fly, or a telekinetic who could just lift her in the air.

But at least she could stand here and enjoy herself with a beer. ''Speaking of which...'', she said before grabbing the beer out of some random's hand. ''Thank you very much.'' There was another crashing sound and she just rolled her eyes, not even bothering to look at what the teenagers had broke this time.

[Layla Harlow]

Layla was happy to find some alcohol in the direction Sophie pointed (though she knew the house like the back of her hand). Granted it was difficult making it through the crowd, but that was the benefit of not giving a fuck whether she pissed someone off by pushing them out of the way or not. It made getting around easier. Besides, the people 'dancing' were practically doing the same thing she had been.

After finding the kitchen fully stocked with the lighter stuff, she settled for punch because it tasted better than beer. She'd choke just about any alcohol down, but she liked enjoying it too. Lay ignored the girl that practically threw a hissy fit about not having any vodka and also tried not to get too annoyed by all of the people from her own school trashing the place. It wasn't like Sophie gave a shit, so she didn't see why she should. After all, both of them had rich parents that could easily buy things. The difference was that her parents weren't as willing to do so. Boy was she glad Sophie offered her a place to crash for the night because if she came back smelling like booze, who knew what kind of shit fit they'd throw.

Layla sipped at her drink and looked around. Part of her wished that a certain blonde boy would have caught wind and decided to have some fun. Then again, even she knew it was unlikely because of who he'd have to leave his sister with. She could hope though couldn't she? That he'd magically appear. Maybe they would have a better encounter if they were getting drunk together instead of being drunk when they encountered each other. At this rate she was going to have to find someone else to flirt with.

Lame.

[Riley Coleson]

Okay, so. The big question of the day was; Why the fuck was he here? He didn't like people, and he sure as hell didn't like drinking. Though, he always ended up doing so. But that was beside the point! He was stupid for even thinking about going let alone actually being here. He felt like a damn puppy, following her around as if it was the most important thing in the world. Fuck her. Fuck it. Fuck everything.

Luckily he had managed to find a babysitter for Kalila, so he was kind of running out of reasons for why he couldn't go. Besides, he had kind of promised certain someone he would if he could. But it was still annoying. Really annoying. And the huge crowd of people was annoying.

He could already see that the party was huge before even entering. There was people everywhere, god damnit. He entered the house and the sight that met him didn't exactly make things any better for his mood. Crowds, crowds, crowds everywhere! But he pushed his way through nonetheless, not really caring who he pushed out of the way. That wasn't really his problem. Where the hell is she? He took a glance around and groaned. This was nearly impossible.

''Fuck it all.'', he said and decided to use his power to locate her, and once he finally did, he just kept on pushing and pushing until he pretty much stood right in front of her. ''You call this fun??'', he said with a growl and snatched the drink out of her hand. He leaned against the table and took a sip from the cup before wrapping his arm around her waist. Smooth.

But he had to admit, Layla was looking rather beautiful in her black dress.

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Where'd her jungle juice go? The cup was full just a moment ago. No way she drank it all already!

Ok, maybe she had. And that much was obvious from the floaty feeling she was getting in combination from the music and the overall energy of the surrounding fiestas. But now that her cup was empty, best choice was to go fill it again for another nursing. Brooke slid through the crowd, keeping the energy up and even stopping on her way back to the kitchen to seduce a boy with raging hormones with a simple slide of her hand across his neck and down his chest. Hmmmm. She'd come back for that one later.

Brooke slithered up to a purdy blue-haired chick from behind just as the gal demanded a taste of the good stuff. "Hmmm, heh heh heeeh." Brooke laughed just a little on the creep side in her ear as she twirled around to the front of the girl. "There's love in the jungle," she said, obviously not making any sense(not that Brooke had to be sober to make any sense). "Juice, that is. I's the good stuff," she continued, pointing at her empty cup. "Come," she invited, dropping her cup on the floor and taking the punk-looking girl lightly by both hands. "Let me leeeaaad you to salvation! ...Or at least the kitchen." Brooke giggled and turned up a smile to the other girl, hoping she'd follow as Brooke walked backwards and held out her upturned palms.

[Jack McCarthy]

“Now the party don’t start till I walk in…”

Now, how the hell was any sane red blooded male expected to sit in a dorm room when there’s booze and scantily cad drunk chicks only a short distance away? To not take advantage of that opportunely would be a crime against nature.

Believe it or not, Jack found it remarkably easy to sneak out that night. Boy the security in this place just so happened to be lax that night, just like it just happened that a number of doors to be unlocked…and that security just so happened to not be looking when Jack climbed over one of the gates.

Jack loved his power. He really did.

After a short walk, Jack came across Sophie Fitzpatrick’s house and whistled impressed. “Swanky pad” Jack thought as he adjusted his plaid lined black jacket over plain white tee, and matched into the house. Ah the smell of cheap alcohol, crappy dance music, drunk people wherever he looked.

If ever so humble, there’s no place like home.

This not exactly being Jack’s first rodeo, he knew exactly where the booze was located and sure enough there is was right in the kitchen… Ignoring the other people he got himself a cold one just to warm up for the night’s festivities all the while bobbing his head to the music.

This was going to be fun

[Leonardo Huerta-Davis]

Things seemed to be breaking left and right. Leonardo found himself fitting in a small circle of guys. There were a lot of girls at this party. Hot, attention seeking girls. The boys seemed to have a brief stint of solitude among them, occasionally glancing out until he found someone he'd want to talk to. Just as he looked out-

A random girl took his half-drunk beer.

Leon watched her briefly before shrugging it off and looking away. There were plenty more where that came from. He just made his way over to the drinks and grabbed himself another, twisting the cap off and flicking it away over his shoulder. That was when someone interesting made their way towards the beer.

When she came closer, Leo almost glanced right over the girl wearing all black. But his dark eyes were caught on the oddly bright coloured feathers that were her earrings.

"Talk about a girl after my heart. You actually like beer?" He asked, genuinely surprised. Not a lot of girls were really keen on the stuff, apart from the fact that it was a cheap way to get sloshed.

[Jade Parrish]

Jade took a gulp of the beer, black painted fingernails curled around the bottle. The dark haired guy was looking at her in a way that showed surprise. "What? Is it that abnormal?" she asked, smirking at him. Oddly enough, Jade wasn't one for the wine coolers and other fruity drinks that most girls went for. She actually preferred beer. While she wasn't huge on underage drinking, she was safe when she did drink and usually ended up taking care of others anyway. She'd gotten drunk a few times, but that was more because she hated when people told her she couldn't hold any alcohol and they laughed in her face. She drank more just to spite them. So what if she was small?

She got the feeling that most of the girls he hung out around wouldn't really go for the beer. He had a cute face and a genuine smile. Jade was fairly good at reading people and he seemed like someone who spent a lot of time playing sports.