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[h1][b][i][color=8882be]Lyndsay White[/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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Lyndsay and Cam must have come accross as a sickly sweet couple as they arrived down to the front of the apartments. Lyndsay hadn't met any other neighbour-couples, if there were any, and she couldn't help but think they stood out like a sore thumb, especially as they'd moved into the dead girl's apartment. There weren't many bodies mulling around quite yet, but she was sure that throughout the party, eyes would be on their apartment, which is precisely why she'd made sure their window box was cute. The smell wafting from the BBQ reminded her of home, but no doubt it wouldn't be as good, her daddy had made the best ribs in the south. 

The afternoon sunshine made her eyes sparkle as they looked over the layout of the tables, some beginning to be filled up, but most still empty. Hopefully it would fill up with both food and people, she knew Cam had been looking forward to socialising, and she supposed she was too, but she'd always been the slightly less confident one of the pair, and always relied on Cam to introduce her to people, but she supposed it would be good to make more of an effort with the neighbours, this was supposed to be a fresh start afterall. 

She grabbed a bottle of water from a cooler as Cam did. She always stayed away from anything with bubbles, it always gave her stomach ache. She took a sip, appreciating the coolness of the water in contrast to the warm, muggy air around them. Music has begun to pump from the DJ, giving Lyndsay butterflies in her stomach that she didn't appreciate. She tried not to wrinkle her nose at the music, she'd always disliked anything with too much bass, she preferred softer music. 

She slid her hand back into Cam's, her chin resting against his shoulder, observing his conversation with Lawson. She'd always been an observer, taking in the small details, like the way people tensed when they lied, or looked up when they were thinking of a lie. She used Cam as a slight safety blanket for a few minutes, before pressing a kiss to his cheek, leaving the boys to their conversation. She moved over to one of the tables, beginning to put paper napkins onto plates, readying for people to start helping themselves to the delights of the BBQ. She looked over to the entrance to the apartments, contemplating heading back up to grab the baking she'd done earlier in the day. 



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