[right][sub][color=#D2652C]Location:[/color] Country Club
[color=#D2652C]Interacting with:[/color] Jordan Henderson, Lucas Anderson[/sub][/right]
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[sub][url=https://youtu.be/bS1Nf0syICc]Now watch me fly.[/url][/sub]
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[indent][indent][color=crimson][i]"Can you, uh...try that whole thing again?"[/i][/color]

As soon as those words left Lucas Anderson's mouth, Chanel could instantly feel the blood rush to her cheeks; she couldn't help but clench both of her hands into fists as she stared into the glazed eyes of the drunken boy. It became clear in that moment that Lucas had not understood a single word that came out of her mouth, and this fact did nothing but fuel her anger. But before she could let her anger get the best of her, which would ultimately lead to her doing something she'd regret, Chanel suddenly felt a gentle hand on the small of her back. A second later, Jordan Henderson was speaking into her ear. [color=8c5bff]“Don’t let one dumbass ruin your night,"[/color] her date told her, [color=8c5bff]"He’s not worth it.”[/color] But Chanel didn't care.

There was a strong possibility that it was the alcohol in her system that caused her to react in such a way that she normally wouldn't. Maybe then, if she hadn't stolen from her uncle's liquor cabinet and spiked the punch, she wouldn't be drawing back her arm, her open palm ready to swing forward and land a slap right across the boy's face. [color=8c5bff]“Or if you want a shot back, here’s some ammunition,”[/color] Jordan suddenly said as he pressed his empty plastic cup into Chanel's other hand, causing her to hesitate for a brief moment. But it was far too late, and Chanel was far too angry. 

The sound of the smack was loud enough for anyone within a five foot radius to hear over the music; Chanel didn't even have to look around to know that a few heads were turned. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she watched the boy's cheek turn a bright shade of red, her handprint still slightly visible. It was after she had released that bit of her frustration that she decided to toss Jordan's cup at Lucas as well; it simply bounced off his chest before landing on the floor. [color=#D2652C]"Next time, you should throw your shit [i]in the[/i] [i]garbage[/i] instead of at other people. Douchebag."[/color] Before Lucas could get in another word, Chanel grabbed hold of Jordan's hand and began to storm away. She didn't stop walking until they had reached the edge of the dance floor; it was then that Chanel had locked eyes once again with the fiery redhead she knew as her best friend.
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