[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190127/57f837c43203b06b6a9b73158d423f21.png[/img]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/iEck08xN8QOOs/giphy.gif[/img]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1Pl8CzNzCw][i][sub]Thought I found a way
Thought I found a way out
But you never go away
So I guess I gotta stay now.

Walking out of time
Looking for a better place
Something's on my mind
Always in my head space

Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can't fight my fear


Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home[/sub][/i][/url]

[img]https://openclipart.org/image/2400px/svg_to_png/226298/up-divider.png[/img][/center]
[color=lightgray][indent][indent]
The breath of cool, fresh air was definitely the wake up call Marisol needed right now. Her body was tingling in the aftermath of her almost-kiss with Salem, heart pounding like a hummingbird in her chest. Mar’s head was spinning, full of what-if scenarios that repeated themselves over and over, each one more suggestive than the next. If his phone hadn’t interrupted them, just how far would they have gone? That was a question that would forever remain unanswered.

From her position, Marisol had a clear view of what was going on inside the tents. Her bored green eyes scanned the area, looking around for anything that was remotely interesting to entertain her while keeping an eye out for Salem. There was Oliver and Stella, looking as awkward as could be and getting a chuckle out of Mari. Then there was Kavi risking his life trying to seduce the Devil’s girl, which the brunette could only assume failed when their provocative dancing stopped and April walked away to God knows where. By the drinks table, Aaliyah, Chanel and Jordan were chit-chatting away -a trio with no importance to the young woman, so her attention was quickly diverted elsewhere. Meanwhile, in the middle of the dancefloor, Kavan and Beatrice were looking rather cozy in the middle of a hug, taking the brunette by surprise for the better part of two seconds before getting bored again. Finally, without even meaning to, Marisol caught sight of Sonny, Nadia and Julie in the corner of the room.

The little green-eyed monster inside her chest roared loudly, scratching at its cage and begging to be let out. The muscles in her short body tensed up, small hands balling up into fists, twitching with the desire to smash some pretty faces. 

But [i]why[/i]?

 As far as Mari knew, she and Sonny hadn’t been on speaking terms since their little argument in the cafeteria the day the homecoming pairings were announced. Not so much as a text message was exchanged between the two, and the girl’s free time had been purposely occupied with school, work and spending time with Salem. She’d figured that her absence would make his heart grow fonder, and that Son would eventually come around to realizing he couldn’t be without his best friend. But instead, their time apart seemed to have had the opposite effect. Tonight, surrounded by two sweet, beautiful girls, Sonny looked so damn happy without her… And that shit fucking [i]hurt[/i].

A fresh wave of guilt and sadness washed over Marisol, and the once-furious monster in her chest now whined in pain the corner of its cage. Her green eyes suddenly filled with tears, which she furiously blinked away before they had any chance of ruining her makeup. Nope, there would be no crying tonight: especially not over Sonny Drake. 

Drawing out a long breath, Mari took a moment to get ahold of herself and turn her bruised heart into steel again. She looked around for any signs of teachers before pulling out the small bottle of tequila from her bag, unscrewing the lid with shaky fingers and downing what was left in one gulp. Her eyes filled with tears she quickly blinked away once more, this time due to the stinging, burning sensation of the liquor down her throat. It didn’t matter, though. If being sober tonight was going to make her feel this shitty, she was better off getting fucked up instead.

With a deep sigh, Marisol turned around and trudged back into the warmth of the crowded tent, making sure to dispose of the evidence along the way.[/indent][/indent][/color]