[center][color=00E2F6][h3]Isaac Michael Woods[/h3][/color]
[color=00E2F6][b]Location:[/b][/color] El Jefe Beach House
[sub][b]Mentioned[/b]: [@Universorum] (Owen Lyon) | [@Dirty Pretty Lies] (Martha Radley)[/sub] 
[sub][b]Spoken To[/b]: [@Avanhelsing] (Nathan Wagner)[/sub]
[hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/fnyFFTa.png[/img][hr][/center]

	Well, things may be off to a rough start, but Isaac had not caused a massive social disaster [i]yet[/i]. He rubbed his temples and focused on the task ahead. This party was not for having fun, [i]well it was[/i], but for Isaac it served as a method to increase his amount of friends. And yet, the party felt so lonely. Sure, there were so many bodies here, many voices that swirled in the air creating a vortex of life. But Isaac was an outsider. A foreigner in a world completely alien to him. In times of need, it's best to call on a friend. Specifically, texting a friend.
	[center][i]Martha, there is an event going on at the El Jefe Beach House. I'd like to see you here.[/i][/center]
	No, that's too formal. And nobody calls party's “events” anyway. That's [i]super[/i] weird.
	[center][i]Hey Martha, there's a party going on at the El Jefe Beach House. You should stop by.[/i][/center]
	Stop by? What? Is she casually picking up ice cream at the gas station? Try again.
	[center][i]Marthaaa-[/i][/center]
	Nope.
	[center][i]Whaddup biaatch-[/i][/center]
	Negative. You know, in these cases honesty is the best policy. Speak from the heart.
	[center][i]There's a party at the El Jefe. It's pretty cool so far, lot's of people, drinks, things like that. To be honest, it's kinda scary too. I think you should come by if you can. Heck, you might have fun too![/i][/center]
	Send.

	Isaac moved through the parking lot until he reached the entrance to the house. There, his friend Owen stood like a guard, silently gate keeping the entrance to paradise on Earth. But beside him was someone with an intimidating look to her. Soul-le-eel.... Solee... Sol... Uh... [i]Soleil Jameson[/i]. The first female member of the Elite. He did not know her personally, but it was her looks that terrified him. Her sharp smoky eyes staring through his soul as if the wall he put up was nothing but glass. Dark raven hair beautifully contrasting against her blemish free skin like a noir vixen. She was death incarnate. What should Isaac do? Stay outside like a weirdo? No, he needed to be confident. Courage!

	The boy moved through the two, Owen and Soleil, like a beast with its knuckles dragging against the ground.

	“Sup,” he spoke.

	And as soon as he made it in the clear, Isaac breathed a sigh of relief. That had went better than expected! He will have to congratulate himself later.

	[color=00aeef]“It is never easy to talk at one of these things. I remember at my first real party like this, I collided with the drinks table and got drenched in a hundred different liquids. Trust me, friend, it can go a lot worse than colliding with someone."[/color]

	Nathan Wagner. Isaac swore he saw the guy before at the 365 Combat Club. A guy in impeccable physique. Isaac will have to ask for tips later. The boy accepted the beer from Wagner and took a sip. His mouth immediately contorted into a [url=https://s-i.huffpost.com/gen/1830568/images/o-DISGUSTED-facebook.jpg]visage of disgust[/url]. Beer was not his thing. But by God he will finish it like a man! Mama didn't raise no quitter.

	[color=00aeef]“I am going to guess just by looking at you that you box. I mean I’ve been punched in the face by people your size. Pretty rare to see people around here who look like they know how to fight and I always like to meet fellow fighters. I’ve always wanted to learn how to box better.”[/color]

	There was a gleam in Isaac's eyes. A potential friend. That would make three! Just one more than the previous number!

	“Oh! You're a fighter too!” said Isaac excitedly. “I'm just an amateur when it comes to fightin', but I'd love to spar with ya' sometime.”

	Isaac held out his hand for Nathan to shake with a genuine smile plastered on his face.

	“Pleasure to meet ya', Nate. Isaac.”

	Things are looking up.