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First Kavi, then Sonny. Oliver couldn’t help but roll his eyes. In response to Kavi, he simply gave the other boy a slight glare. Kavi was known to be a dick to anyone, and Oliver would be damned if he was going to deal with that tonight. [color=gray]”Kavi,”[/color] he said in a simple greeting, total disdain in his voice. [color=gray]”Glad to see you could still get a girl to talk to you.”[/color] Taking another sip of his drink, it was now Sonny who spoke. 

[color=gray]”I actually don’t find Victoire to be [i]that[/i] bad of company. Especially compared to you, Sonny.”[/color] Oliver seen Victoire coming their way, and he didn’t want to deal with that either. [color=gray]”Now, If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go pull a Marisol and happily fling myself into the ocean. You two have fun doing… whatever it is you do.”[/color]

Walking into the crowd, Oliver would overhear Archer shouting at Julie about the note that was left in his locker, supposedly signed by Archer. That had been a uniquely painful moment for both Archer and Oli. Oliver had confronted Archer about the letter, and in doing so had tried to let him down gently. It wasn’t that Oli didn’t consider Archer cute.. He just had to keep up his straight persona, no matter how painful. In doing so, he had made Archer confused. The two had chalked it up to ‘just forget about it’ but Oliver hadn’t, and it was clear that Archer hadn’t either. 

Clenching his jaw in frustration, he quickly walked away from the large crowd, finding a more quiet place to sit. Said place happened to be an awesome cliff near the ocean, giving him a view of the water as well as the people. Pulling his phone out from his pocket, he would scroll a short ways until he found his contact for his bestie, Martha. He had been scanning the crowd for her since arriving, but hadn’t seen any signs of her pretty little goth face. 

[center][color=gray]If your at Satans party, please come save me. And if you aren’t here, could you come save me anyway?[/color][/center]

He was really hating Raven right now.
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“I promise I didn’t mean to screw everything up.”
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The fact that Jordan was asking if he had done something wrong made Ariel feel guilty. [color=00eddd]”Of course you didn’t do anything,”[/color] she said. The poor guy was getting a Hell of an introduction to Kings. Not doubt he wanted to go back to the comfort of England by now. She didn’t blame him. She’d love the comfort of England right about now too. 

At his response to her question about the party, Ariel couldn’t help but actually laugh for the first time tonight. Catching Archers look out of the corner of her eye, the girl bit the inside of her jaw in frustration as to not say anything else stupid. On the other hand, she was glad that Jordan wasn’t disappointed. When he asked about Marisol, she pursed her lips. [color=00eddd]”Don’t worry about making people mad. We’re just a bunch of angsty teens anyway. Fist fights happen around here more often than not.”[/color]

She paused for a moment, deciding how to answer his question. [color=00eddd]”As for me and Marisol.. There’s some history. We used to be friends, now we’re not. Another one of my long stories.”[/color]