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[b][u]Time:[/u][/b] Near the end of the Lunch Period
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Beverly Hills High (Cafeteria, Domi's Locker)
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Troy [@Universorum], Dominique [@HushedWhispers]
[b][u]Special Mentions:[/u][/b] Analise [@Aewin], Jackson [@Wintergrey][/center][hr]
Though Audrey had listened to Troy's offer of driving her home, the words didn't register with her for a while. For a moment, all Audrey could do was watch as an angry Jackson walked away from her after saying that what he or Anna did was none of her business, and how she wasn't the queen. That last part wasn't the hurtful part, but the first one stung. As their (now-former) best friend, of course what they did was her business! [i]She[/i] had been their adviser, their support and the one who they told their stories to! All she wanted for them was for each of the two to be happy, just not with each other. There was a whole world of possibilities out there. Why did they have to settle for each other!?

Audrey, lower lip quivering as if she was on the verge of tears, finally registered with what her boyfriend had told her after a few minutes of tortured silence. She kissed Troy back and gave him a tight hug. [color=ec008c]"I would love that, baby,"[/color] she told him, letting go of him but quickly holding his hand. "[color=ec008c]A pint of Ben and Jerry's and some of your cuddles sound like the thing I need the most right now."[/color] Audrey looked in the direction of the door. [color=ec008c]"Shall we, sweetie? I can't wait to be back home."[/color]

While the two were making their way to the parking lot, Audrey's phone vibrated. She gave a little tug at Troy's hand for him to stop, and once he did she rummaged through her bag and pulled out her phone.

[color=ec008c]"Oooooh, it's from Domi!"[/color] Audrey told Troy excitedly, unlocking her phone to read the message. 

[center][color=00aeef]From: Queen Domi[/color]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Plz b @ school. Need 2 talk. :([/color][/b][/i][/center]

[color=ec008c]"Uh, oh... Things apparently didn't go so well at her trip..."[/color] Audrey whispered, staring at her phone. In the minute she'd just kept her eyes on the screen, another text from Domi came up, saying that she was meeting Anna by her locker and to be there. Audrey bit her lip in uncertainty. Seeing Anna was not something she wanted to do at the moment (in fact, she wanted to steer away from her ex-best friend as much as she could so her anger couldn't make her say hurtful things she would regret later). Then again, Dominique was now her only friend, and Audrey wanted at least that one friendship to survive. Plus, she wasn't far from Domi's locker. If she got there first, she could be in and out of the situation without even having to encounter Analise.

Having decided to do just that, Audrey typed up a quick reply to Domi.

[center][color=ec008c]To: Queen Domi[/color]
[i][b][color=ec008c]On my way, babe![/color][/b][/i][/center]

Audrey hit send and turned to Troy. [color=ec008c]"Babe, apparently Domi needs me right now. She's waiting for me by her locker. I'll just drop by really quick before we head on out, okay, sweetie?"[/color]

Still holding Troy's hand, Audrey sprinted to Domi's locker and found her there with Lucky. She greeted the handsome foreigner and quickly turned to her best friend. She sighed with relief at having arrived earlier than Anna.

[color=ec008c]"Hey, Queenie!"[/color] she greeted her best friend, giving her a tight hug. [color=ec008c]"Did you have fun?"[/color] Audrey asked, and took a moment to give a quick look around their surroundings. [color=ec008c]"I'm so sorry to interrupt, but you wanted to see me? I need to be outta here before ole' Miss Arnette gets here."[/color] Without waiting for Domi to ask, she added. [color=ec008c]"She's not someone I wanna see right now, after fucking with my ex Jackson at your party, and all that." [/color]
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[b][u]Time: Afternoon[/u][/b]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Her room at the Tomers-Jameson Residence
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Joo (via WhatsApp) [@SgtEasy], Alexandros (via text) [@Altered Tundra]
[b][u]Special Mentions:[/u][/b] Viola[@Altered Tundra][/center][hr]
It was around three o' clock when the persistent vibration of her celphone finally nudged Sierra awake. The warmth and softness of her bedsheets had never felt so comforting, and she was quite annoyed that there was someone trying to rip her away from the safe haven that was her Dream Land. Sierra tried to open her eyes, but a pounding headache made her groan and close them shut again. This was the kind of headache she got after one of her rages... What had happened to her that caused her to feel like this?

Sierra didn't have to think too much to remember. The images were now flashing trough her closed eyes: Joo taking her to the closet, their prank on Mossos, Joo's and Alex's exchange, that blonde [i]slut[/i] just randomly showing up and calling Joo by the pet name Sierra had given him, how the blonde had just pushed Sierra's buttons to her breaking point... And how she had to be pulled away from her before she could beat her up more than she had started to.

Gee, no wonder her hand was stinging a little. 

It had been the first day of her last year of high school, but if things went along the same lines as today, then she knew just how her senior year would be: complete and utter [i]shit[/i].

After she finally willed herself to open her eyes, she picked up her celphone and checked the screen, only to roll her eyes at the notifications: a couple missed calls from Joo, a voice mail from him and a text message from Alexandros. Without even bothering to read or listen to any messages, Sierra threw her phone down on the bed in frustration with an angry growl. Did these two think that she would bother to even text any of them after the little stunt they had pulled? Were they really that oblivious? She knew Joo probably expected her to just brush it off and go back to being her usual self (yeah, her best friend could be [i]that[/i] hopeful), but Mossos should've known better than that (he was very much like her in that aspect, after all). If anything, they each deserved a punch for having put her in this situation. Well, Joo had already gotten his, but Alexandros' pretty face deserved a bruise for being an entitled prick. 

Well, time to see what these two had to say.

Sierra opened Alexandros' text message first, since going through the trouble of hearing a voicemail would only annoy her further. The words on the screen made her scoff.

[center][color=dodgerblue]From: Hades
[i][b]Hey, Sierra,
No doubt I'm the last person you want to talk to, but just give me a chance to at least explain?[/b][/i][/color][/center]

Sierra rolled her eyes again (what's new?) and glared at her phone for a few seconds. Mossos wanted a chance to explain what, exactly? Was there even [i]anything[/i] to discuss at all? She considered telling him to piss off for the longest time, but she was much too curious to hear what exuse the almighty Alexandros Mossos would tell her. And so, she took a deep breath and let her thumbs fly on the screen of her phone as they typed up an angry response.

[center][color=9e0b0f]To: Hades
[i][b]What the hell do you want, Mossos? We banged after the party and then you banged that British chick. And you stupidly expected me to be all faithful to you after a one-night-stand when you went around and fucked half of Beverly Hills' women. Is there anything else to explain?[/b][/i][/color][/center]

Having hit the send button on the screen with a bit more force than needed (no wonder her phones didn't last long...), she proceeded to listen to whatever [i]her[/i] Joo-Bear had to say.

[center][i][b][color=92278f]"Sierra? It's Joo. I'm sorry Si. I'm so sorry. I-I want to apologize in person, please hear me out. Can you meet me in the park near my house, 10 o'clock? I want to say something. Hopefully I see you there Si."[/color][/b][/i][/center]

Even as angry as she felt, the sadness in Joo's voice dissipated it and made her feel like shit. She had every right to be completely furious at him (it was still fresh in Sierra's mind how he'd stepped in to take a punch for that stupid chick), but there was always something about hearing or seeing Joo upset that really hit her hard. He lived life with that charming smile of his always plastered on even if stuff got in the way, against all odds. Since being his friend, Sierra's ice-cold heart had melted somewhat, she'd learned to appreciate the beauty of life and had started to believe that maybe her life didn't suck as much as she thought it did. But now there was this strange woman trying to take him away from her, and she'd be damned if she let that happen.

Letting out a frustrated groan at the thought of losing [i]her[/i] Joo, Sierra decided to cave in and leave him a voice message on whatsapp. She wasn't feeling in the mood of listening to him to further feel bad, so this was the best approach. After finding his contact on the app, the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach only intensified. It was a picture of them at the beach: he'd been giving her a piggyback ride, they both looked as if they were having the time of their life and the blue sea behind them made for a stunning photo. God... The intensity in which she felt for this man scared her.

Before giving things any more thought, Sierra pressed the record button. [color=9e0b0f]"You're damn right to be sorry, Joo. What the hell was all that about, anyway? You have a lot of explaining to do. I'll sure as hell will be there at 10."[/color] she said before sending the message. She wasn't going to let her true feelings show... At least not yet, anyway.
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[b][u]Time: End of Lunch Period[/u][/b]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Beverly Hills High (Hallways)
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Alexandros [@Altered Tundra], Lilith [@Wintergrey][/center][hr]
Josie heard the older guy sigh, and she further hid her head as her cheeks immediately reddened at the thought of having bothered him; being an annoyance or burden to people was always one of Josie's fears. Thankfully, it seemed that the guy wasn't as bothered by her presence as she thought, because he proceded to ask -or pretty much state- that she was new here in an inquiring voice.

Josie merely nodded, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. A row of small silver piercings with different designs made a little road in her earlobe.

[color=dodgerblue]“I’ll just show you where it is, since it’s on my way.”[/color]

[color=violet]"Thank you so much!"[/color] she replied, looking up at his chest (she still wasn't ready to look him at the face) and flashing him a small, shy smile before they both began their walk down the labyrinth of hallways that was Beverly Hills High School. She'd never thought she'd missed the small campus of her old private school back in New Jersey, but clearly she'd been wrong. 

Throughout their walk and out of the corner of her eyes, Josie could feel the older guy glance at her occasionally, as did she whenever he was not looking. [color=dodgerblue]“So, do you have a name?”[/color] the guy finally asked her in a voice as smooth as velvet.

Josie nodded again, chancing a sideways glance at him. [color=violet]"Mhmm. I'm Jocelyn Thompson, but everyone calls me Josie,"[/color] she replied in a soft, warm voice, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear. [color=violet]"May I ask your name?"[/color]

The pair had just taken a corner after Josie had finished her question when a girl with hair redder than hers ran face first into her guide's chest, flew backwards and landed hard on the ground, backpack flying.

Josie's eyes flew open wide and she let out a surprised gasp. [color=violet]"Oh my God, are you okay?!"[/color] she asked the girl, quickly putting her books on the floor in case the girl needed some help. But, judging from how the stranger screamed the word [color=0076a3]"FUCK!" [/color]and violently slammed her fist down on the ground, Josie thought it was best to pick up her books and take a few steps closer to the man beside her to avoid getting hurt by the angry young woman in front of her.

The girl stood up quickly, picked up her backpack to swing it to her shoulder and hit the male's chest  [color=0076a3]"Watch it, fucking candy man."[/color] she spat at the guy before angrily storming off without so much as a glance at Jocelyn.

Josie remained in shocked silence for a few seconds ([color=violet][i]'Yup, people here in the West Coast can be set off by the smallest of things...[/i][/color]) before looking up at the man beside her. [color=violet]"Are you okay? Did she hurt you when she slammed her shoulder into you like that?"[/color] Josie asked him, genuine concern in her voice and face. Leave it to her to always be on the lookout for others. This was the first time she was fully looking into the guy's face, and she hadn't been wrong when assuming this guy was handsome. There was something about those stunning blue eyes that gave her a nagging feeling of familiarity, as if she'd seen them somewhere else before, but maybe it was just her imagination playing tricks on her. When she realized she was staring at the guy, Josie blushed again and quickly moved her eyes back to the floor.