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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Rex-Money's Party (Top of the table ----> Near the bushes, under the lights)
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Random Party Guests, Rex-Money [@lovely complex], 'Coffee Guy' [@Altered Tundra][/center][hr]
It wasn't even halfway though the party, and already Sierra Jameson was feeling hella [i]lit[/i]. In two hours, she'd managed to take a few long Mary Jane hits from the glass, skull-shaped bong she carried in her back, had a few cups of different drinks and even dragged Rhett away from the crowd long enough for them to 'dance' -AKA grind their bodies together as close as they could- to the beat of whichever song was playing. In just those two hours, Sierra had managed to take her best friend'd words to heart and was enjoying the party to the fullest. By now, not even Jar's presence bothered her. Jason's rejection, the fight with her mother... It was all forgotten. Tonight, all Sierra wanted was to have [i]fun[/i].

And she was certainly having a blast. She had taken up guard in one of the tables near the dance floor, and was using the paint-filled super soakers to drench everyone in neon paint. Her fellow schoolmates were either shrieking in delight, surprise and some even anger as the cold paint touched their skin, clothes, hair and anywhere it fell on. Meanwhile, Sierra simply laughed out loud at their expressions, high and tipsy and simply having the time of her life.

As she turned around, paint gun in her hands, looking around in search of a new target, Sierra's blue eyes fell on four people just arriving. They were making their way from the trail and into the party in a beeline: Jackson, Rhett's younger sister Summer, Jade... And Jason.

[color=darkred]"SHIT!"[/color] Sierra shouted out loud, eyes as big as saucers with disbelief. It took a few minutes for the shock to wear off, and while it did she just stood on the table, dumbfounded, staring at the spot where she'd first seen Jason. Whatever high she had left from the weed and the alcohol's effects evaporated on the spot, and once again anger took old of her. Was she really that unlucky to have the one guy she wanted so desperately to forget show up at this party? It was totally fate's way of saying 'fuck you' to her, that's for sure. From what she knew, Jason was a complete introvert, and parties weren't his scene. So what in the world had convinced him to change his mind and attend? Right now, Sierra didn't care. She forgot about all the fun she'd been having, and decided there was only one person she needed to see right now. 

[color=darkred]"Rex! Honey! You wouldn't [i]believe[/i] who had the balls to show up to this party![/color] Sierra shouted at Rhett, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the crowd for a second. It took her a while to find him between the mass of bodies, but once she'd heard his rambunctious, booming voice the rest was a piece of cake. [color=darkred]"It's fucking-"[/color] 

But before she could mention the person's name, Rhett was yanked away from her and swallowed by the crowd in the blink of an eye. [color=darkred]"SHIT![/color] Sierra shrieked again, stomping the ground furiously. [i]Now[/i] what was she supposed to do? The solution was easy: [i]just go confront the guy.[/i]

Taking a deep breath to make sure she wouldn't flip out instantly, Sierra began to search for Jason in the crowd. In less than five minutes, she had located him: there he was, looking incredibly handsome (which Sierra wouldn't admit for the death of her), standing near the bushes and staring at the lights above with a mesmerized expression on his face. Sierra raised her eyebrows at him, watching him for a minute as he simply stared and even giggled while watching the lights. Yup, he was definitely under something. No wonder he was at the party...

Well, it was time for him to snap back into reality.

[color=darkred]"Well, well, well... Look who it is..."[/color] Sierra said in a voice that could chill any person in their right mind right down to the bone as she slowly made her way towards Jason, stopping right in front of him. It didn't help that her blue eyes were sending him daggers, and that with the way she had her arms crossed against her chest and the deep scowl in her face she looked ready to beat the living shit out of the poor guy. [color=darkred]"The one and only Jason 'Coffee Guy' Singh. Can you have the common decency to tell me what the fuck are you doing here? Coming to reject me a little more? Because that seems to be something you're good at."[/color]