[right][sub][color=#D2652C]Location:[/color] The Car → Country Club
[color=#D2652C]Interacting with:[/color] Jordan Henderson, Aaliyah King[/sub][/right]
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[indent][indent]The drive from Chanel's home to the Crown Heights Country Club was a fairly quick one; well, at least it seemed to be that way for Chanel since she spent the majority of her time in Jordan's car taking quick glances at her makeup in the mirror and trying to find just the perfect angles for her pre-homecoming selfies. She even sneaked a couple of Snapchat photos of her date before they finally pulled into the parking lot of the country club, eager to show off her handiwork to her followers. Although she was sure that most of everyone who was in attendance had cleaned up well, there was no doubt in Chanel's mind that they'd be the best dressed couple in the building once they stepped through those front doors. She'd tried her hardest to make sure of that.

Shortly after pulling into an empty parking spot, Jordan turned off the ignition, exited the vehicle, and headed around to open the passenger door for Chanel. The young woman then took one final look at her reflection in the car door, making sure everything was in its rightful place, before lacing her arm through Jordan's once more and heading straight for the entrance. Soon, the pair had shown their tickets and pushed their way inside. A very excited Chanel was all smiles until she became aware of the electronic beats that the DJ was blaring through the speakers; she could't help but wince as the ear-splitting [i]noise[/i] seemed to grow louder by the second. [color=#D2652C]"God, you'd think that with all of the money our school has, they'd be able to hire a better DJ,"[/color] she said to Jordan as she surveyed the room. By the looks of things, she could tell that she wasn't the only one who wasn't feeling the music. [color=#D2652C]"You gotta remind me to make a few song requests later on; there's no way I can deal with this shit all night."[/color]

Trying her hardest to tune out the music, Chanel let her eyes dance across the room; it wasn't long before she caught the eye of none other than her best friend, Julie Macmillan, who smiled and gave Chanel an approving nod from across the room. Chanel couldn't help but grin, as she knew exactly what the girl was referring to. The next person who caught Chanel's eye was someone who the young woman typically overlooked on an average day; well, at least before she thought up the idea to give the girl a makeover. However, it seemed as if Aaliyah King didn't need the help of Chanel and Julie after all; Chanel raised her eyebrow and let a quick [color=#D2652C]"whoa"[/color] escape from her lips as she took in the sudden "glow up" of Kings Academy's resident chess queen. Her little black dress was simple, but it was her strategic accessorizing that was attention catching. And who the hell knew that Aaliyah King had legs for days, simply hiding under those baggy sweatpants she always seemed to be wearing?

[color=#D2652C]"Hey, I'm gonna disappear for a quick sec,"[/color] Chanel said to Jordan, tearing her eyes away from Aaliyah for a split second. [color=#D2652C]"Maybe get some punch or something. I can get some for you, too. If you want."[/color] Soon after she spoke, Chanel made a beeline for Aaliyah, who also happened to be standing right by the punch bowl. As she made her way over there, she made a mental note to mention this all to Julie whenever she got the chance to speak with her that night. She'd poured a little bit of the red liquid into her cup before clearing her throat, catching the other girl's attention. [color=#D2652C]"You're Aaliyah, right?"[/color] 

[color=#D2652C]"Aaliyah King. [i]Giiirl[/i], this is a fucking [i]look[/i]. I mean... the makeup, the heels, the jewelry. You're a stunner."[/color] The young woman paused for a brief moment to take a sip of her drink, only to quickly spit it back into the cup a moment later, a grimace plastered on her face. [color=#D2652C]"They could've at least put a little bit of sugar in here,"[/color] Chanel said with a roll of her eyes as she suddenly began to rummage around in her purse. She didn't stop digging until her fingers wrapped around the small glass bottle she'd been searching for. After taking a quick peek around to make sure that none of the chaperones were watching, Chanel hurriedly uncapped the bottle of vodka and dumped the majority of its contents into the bowl. A split second later, the glass was back in Chanel's purse, and she had begun to stir the bowl's contents with the ladle.

[color=#D2652C]"Courtesy of my uncle's liquor cabinet,"[/color] Chanel said with a smirk as she refilled her own cup, [color=#D2652C]"Think anyone will mind?"[/color]
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