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[sub]Featuring: [color=fff79a]Olivia Lee[/color] and [color=a187be]Ariana Song[/color]
[i]Mentions: Josie [@Kitty][/i][/sub]
[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGYJuETPQEg][i]my roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload[/i][/url][/sub]
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Alcohol poisoning was not something to be taken lightly. Ariana Song had finally recovered fully from her quest to get fucked up a while back. Just a few days out of the hospital, and she was thrusting herself back into the party scene. Was it a bad idea for her to be back here so soon? Yeah, it was. But did Ariana care? No. No she did not. She liked the energy parties had. Sure, it didn't beat a night in her room playing video games, but where else could you find so many people and so much energy contained on one platform? It wasn't going to be in her bedroom ([i]alone, anyway)[/i], that was for sure. 

The Korean party animal had stepped onto the dance floor after making her way onto the boat. She took an Uber to get here after she had to fish an invitation off of someone else. Lawrence. That was who she got the details from. Not like he had anything to lose if this party was meant to be more private anyway. It wasn't like he wasn't going to be back with these people ever again. The party was the last anyone had ever seen of him, and the same went for his twin sister. Apparently, their parents suddenly separated, and Ryan being the rich-rich quarterback that he was - he lawyered up and gained full custody of the kids. That meant relocating them somewhere where their mother could no longer find them. It was a sad story to behold, but things like this happened and there was nothing anyone could do about it. 

Except Ariana. She was going to make sure that Lawrence's efforts and consideration would not go to waste. She wasn't going to let her homeboy Lawrence go out like that. She was here for him, and everything she'd do tonight would be in his honor. However, that'd be hard considering she had to be sober. Alcohol after nearly dying from consuming so much of it wasn't [i]exactly[/i] the best idea, but Ariana wasn't really known for having good ideas. Would she have a sip? Depends on whether or not her friends were up to challenging her. 

However, stepping onto the dance floor, she couldn't recognize most people there. It was like she had been gone for many months, even though it'd only been a week or so. Everyone's face looked so foreign to her that she didn't know where to begin. Where was Henry? Where was Min-Seo? Where was Parker? Hell, where was anyone? There were so many people here that the poor girl was honestly overwhelmed. Showing back up after her absence at a party was proving more difficult than Ariana had anticipated. 

She moved to the walls of the dance floor and snaked her way to the bar. Maybe someone would find her at the bar instead. It was way too much effort for her to go hunting for people over here, and she knew everyone was going to be over here. Might as well quench her thirst while she was waiting here anyway. She turned to the bartender, nearly forgetting that it wasn't Min-Seo this time.

[b][color=a187be]"Hi. Lemme get a Roy Rogers, please? Thanks!"[/color][/b]

The bartender had proceeded with making her drink, bewildered that it wasn't alcoholic but it was whatever. Once he was finished, Ariana took the drink and started sipping on it. It was both surprising and unsurprising that Ariana was a wallflower right now. Surprising that one of the biggest party animals last week wasn't being a party animal, but also unsurprising that a nerd like Ariana wouldn't be engaging in the party right away.

Meanwhile, Olivia had also come back after a week overseas. Her family surprised her with a trip to Hong Kong to watch some movie and meet some actors. That was a pretty dope experience, but she was looking more forward to this party. She hadn't even known about this party occurring until she texted her buddy Lauren, who told her all about it. It was nice of her to provide all that information. Olivia was hoping that she could make something out of this after getting into a scuffle at the last party. Hopefully she wouldn't have had to do it again this time around.

Walking around the upper deck of the boat, Olivia had a margarita in her hand. It was actually very good, way better than the stuff Min-Seo had made last time around. However, something just didn't feel right at this moment. She felt like she was lonely, despite there being so many people at the party. The environment was warm, but she was cold. She wanted some of that warmth for herself but she couldn't find anyone that she talked to. 

She felt like a ghost phasing through everyone as she walked around the boat. First off, kudos to whoever organized this. This had definitely topped the last party. But, it just didn't feel right. It didn't have the same type of vibe the last party had. Maybe it was jet lag, or maybe she was oddly in touch with her emotions at this given time. Ugh. Feelings. Who needed them, anyway? Olivia found a rail to lean up against on, where she looked out at the calm, cold water. Where were her friends? Parties weren't the same without her buddy.

Maybe Josie had bothered to come to this party? She didn't know if she was attending, but she really did hope that she was. Maybe then she would be able to have someone to fuck around with. Her other half was what would make this party a real banger. She pulled out her phone and pulled up Josie's contact on the screen.

[color=fff79a][i]"Yo Josie... are you at this party? I haven't seen you around."[/i][/color]

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[sub][i]Debuting: [color=dodgerblue]Justin Quentin[/color] and [color=lightpink]Camille Winters[/color]
Mentions: Damien [@Universorum], Panda [@Silver Carrot][/i]
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[sub][i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FL4OXQAFBHY]And this here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't finished
I told you we won't stop[/url][/i][/sub]
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Holy shit. The day that Justin Quentin was promoted to the sole starting quarterback of the BHHS football team was one of the greatest days of his life. This was the day he had been dreaming about ever since he had enrolled at Beverly Hills High. Now, that dream was realized and he was going to have the opportunity to prove himself to the world. To top the icing on the cake, he had scored his first official invite to one of these parties. He had never been to one before, since nobody bothered to invite him as a backup quarterback. Nobody gave a fuck about the backups. But, now that he was the starter, he was one of the hottest things at this school.

Walking up to the boat was like he was on the red carpet. He had never experienced such attention before. Justin wasn't used to this, but he didn't care. It felt good being the center of attention. He was relishing in it. However, he didn't know how to handle himself. As fierce of a quarterback he was, he was a pretty awkward person. Eyes were drilling holes into him, but he didn't know what to do about it. Should he stare them back down? Or should he just shrug it off? He didn't know. All he knew how to do was to how to throw a football really well. 

Walking to the dance floor, he made the grave mistake of walking right into the middle, which meant that he was immediately pulling chicks. Girls came up to him and started dancing on him. He had no idea what to do, so like the awkward turtle that he was, he danced along with them for a little bit before breaking off from them. Dancing was not a part of his repertoire. He never got the chance to practice dancing since he never scored touchdowns when it mattered anyway. The only dancing he wanted to do was in the endzone.

Walking to the bar, he was thinking of something that would've made him look real cool and not as awkward as he actually was. Justin wasn't entirely fond of the alcoholic branch of drinks. He didn't like the taste, nor did he like the burn as he sipped. But, he had to do it. As starting quarterback, he had to get a beer. 

[color=dodgerblue][b]"Hello bartender, I would like one beer, please!"[/b][/color] 

Taking a bottle out, the bartender was courteous enough to open the bottle for him and it was handed to him. He thanked the bartender and proceeded to roam around the room, beer in hand. He noticed some girls were eyeing him, so he decided to take the stare down approach and smile back at them. Keeping eye contact, he decided to take a very long swig out of his beer. It wasn't exactly the smartest decision that he had made. After the beer had gone down, the girls had turned away which gave him the opportunity to really process what he had just put into his system. Turning away to somewhere where nobody could see him, he stuck out his tongue and made a weird, disgusted face after tasting the awful, awful taste of the beer. How did people drink this stuff? This was absolute shit!

Wiping his mouth, he would've had to bear through it for the time being. That was, until, Justin laid his eyes upon Damian O'Connor. His former superior. Maybe he would be able to help him out and help him be a little less awkward. He held up his beer and called out for Damian.

[color=dodgerblue][b]"Damian! Hey!"[/b][/color]

Poor Justin didn't know that nobody beyond a six inch radius of him could hear what he was saying. He was going to have to make his way through people to get to Damian. Justin exhaled and began pushing his way through the crowd to make his way to Damian. He hoped to God that this was worth it.

Camille, on the other hand, was LOVING the party. She had already taken advantage of the bar and gotten a few drinks in. She was feeling it, and she didn't want to stop anytime soon. As a matter of fact, she was so buzzed that she was actually dancing. Not Greg Heffley's patented step dance, but the kind of dancing teenagers typically did. It was nasty, but Camille gave exactly zero shits in the world, and so hopefully the girls who were into what she was doing were as well.

New to the party scene at BHHS, she was glad that she was at this party. Alcohol and Camille were a combo that next to nobody had seen, and tonight the entire school was going to see just what this girl was capable of. She was all over the place on the dance floor, hopping from girl to guy to girl like she was some sort of playboy. She was grinding on them, they were grinding on her. Camille didn't care who it was just as long as they were down to grind with her. 

This was the most fun that Camille had fun in a long time, but as she was busy getting her dance on, she was beginning to wonder where Panda was. She had an understanding that Panda would be, in fact, here, but she couldn't see her or her bright pink hair anywhere. Eh. She'd show up sometime. For now, the only thing that Camille wanted to care about was dancing on pretty much everybody at BHHS. Not having a group to belong to really did her favors as she was welcomed pretty much everywhere in this environment. It really helped that she was super attractive. 

However, not even the best of athletes could continue the level of activity that Camille had been doing for long, and soon she had to take a break. Diverting from the dance floor, she went to the wall where she took a bit to regain her breath. Still no sign of Panda's or her bright ass hair. Hm. Maybe she'd show up out of nowhere at some point. But there was no time to worry right now, she had dancing to do while she still felt this good. 

If only she was there at the last party.