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[sub]Interacting with: Martha [@Dirty Pretty Lies] (COLLAB), Pippa (Mentioned) [@Emma], Grayson (Mentioned) [@Syn], Trevor (Mentioned) [@Silent Observer][/sub][hr][/center]Savannah waltzed around the party, seemingly walking on air as she made her way from group to group. A social butterfly in every sense of the phrase, she tried her best to get around to all of her classmates, either to introduce herself or to catch up with her acquaintances. Even though she had been at BHHS for months, she surprisingly hadn't met everyone yet. To some, she was a complete anomaly who walked around saying "Y'all" and to others, she was the new girl from Texas with the red hair. Sav wanted to make sure people knew her, at least on a conversational basis. Plus since she didn't really come to the party with anyone, she was trying her best to not have any downtime on her own. This made meeting everyone a great goal and excuse to always be talking. Savvy didn't want to be stuck in the corner by herself. Not tonight.

So, from group to group she went, chatting everyone up and letting her southern drawl work its magic. However, as she stood talking with one of the girls in her Modern Literature class, she felt someone push past her into the crowd of people. Casually looking over her shoulder, her eyes found Grayson weaving through his classmates with a girl in tow. Realizing the girl was none other than her Calculus tutor, Pippa, her joyful expression changed to one of panic.

[color=crimson][b]"Oh, [i]shit[/i]."[/b][/color] She spoke, ignoring what the person she was speaking with was saying. [color=crimson][b]"Excuse me for a second."[/b][/color] Breaking off the conversation, Savannah turned around and headed towards the kitchen, where it was a tad less crowded. Pulling out her phone, she texted the person that needed to get here as fast as she could. [i]Martha[/i]. Her best friend had been crushing on Grayson for as long as she had known her, and would be devastated to see his new year's kiss go to someone else.
[hr][color=crimson][b]Honey, you better get here real fast, some girl’s taking your man.[/b][/color]
[color=darkmagenta][b]What are you on about SavSav?
Plz don’t tell me what I think it is...[/b][/color]
[color=crimson][b]Pippa’s all over Mr. Gray so come quick. If you wanna kiss him at midnight you srsly better hurry[/b][/color]
[color=darkmagenta][b]Fuckin’ shit I’m the only Ana to his Grey
Give me a sec, I’ll have MarMar give me a glow up
I’m gonna rock his world. just you wait. #MarthaColletteWells2k43[/b][/color]
[color=crimson][b]Alright thank god, glad you’re finally getting off your ass.
She’s HOLDING HANDS WITH HIM.
That could be you bitch, GET HERE!!![/b][/color]
[color=darkmagenta][b]SHUT UP!!! I’m coming I’m coming
Better call out a Hail Mary so I don’t stab a bitch #jesustakethefuckingwheel[/b][/color]
[color=crimson][b]See you soon!![/b][/color][hr]
Savannah was too busy furiously texting Martha to notice who was around her, and it wasn’t until she put her phone down that she realized that she was a mere three feet away from the guy at BHHS who made her little southern heart skip a beat. [i]Trevor Wells[/i]. 

His smile made her melt like a snowman in the middle of a Texas heatwave and she could honestly look into his gorgeous eyes all day. Realizing that she was staring, Savvy turned around quickly, trying to hide the blush that suddenly crept onto her cheeks. The redhead had turned so quickly that she became dizzy, but she didn’t know if that was the alcohol starting to hit her or her simply knowing that Trevor was standing diagonally from her. It was probably the alcohol.

The last time Sav had a "crush" on a guy like this was back in 5th grade. His name was Mason, and things did not go in her favor. He caught Savvy doodling "Mrs. Mason Reese" in all of her notebooks and got freaked out beyond belief. So, like any elementary-aged boy, Mason got his cootie shot and ran as far as he possibly could from her on the kickball field. Since then, Sav hadn't really found her cup of sweet tea. Sure, there were definitely guys she was attracted to, but she had never come across someone who was "doodling in her notebook" worthy. That was until she came to BHHS and saw Trevor at his locker on the third day of Junior year.

Sighing, Savvy leaned back against the counter, finishing her drink and placing it down on the granite. Deciding she needed another one, she walked over to the bar and got a new glass filled with something potent. God knows she would need to be a little drunk for later. Sipping on the concoction, she returned to her spot in the kitchen and decided to converse with the random girl next to her, anxiously waiting for Martha to show up and make a scene.