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Arriving a few hours before the cocktail party, Tessa had the time to properly get ready. After taking plenty of pictures of the ocean and posting them online with a few witty captions, the woman decided to scroll through the TV channels. With nothing of any interest on, she finally switched the channel to the local news and left it there. The weatherman enthusiastically informed her that tonight was going to be [i]"Yet another warm one, folks!"[/i] Such was life in Florida. 

Wanting to relax before tonight's festivities, Tessa decided to run herself a relaxing bubble bath and call up room service for a nice glass of Pinot Noir. Once everything was in place, she stepped into the bath and allowed the warm water to relax her muscles. While the news drowned on in the background, Tessa took small sips of her whine here and there - though it didn't do that much for her. Sighed, she quietly laughed to herself. She really [i]was[/i] just drinking the whine for the taste. All of those days in high school drinking herself into a coma and doing the same any time she got a chance as an adult had built up a pretty high alcohol tolerance. 

After staying in the bath for what she felt was long enough, Tessa climbed out of the tub and began getting ready. 

For most females, the longest part of their routine is their makeup. For Tessa it had always been her incredibly thick hair. Sometimes she wondered why she insisted on keeping it so long all the time. At the end of the day, all that mattered was that when she looked in the mirror, she liked what she saw - and she did. After her hair was blow dried, brushed and lightly sprayed, Tessa slipped into her chosen dress for the night. [url=http://media.gettyimages.com/photos/emeraude-toubia-attends-the-pepsi-celebrates-music-and-latin-artists-picture-id113242997?s=594x594&w=125]The little black number[/url] was tight and form fitting, showing off all her curves. Between the plunging neckline and how short it was, she could here her mother scolding her in the back of her mind - a thought that brought a smile to her face. One thing Tessa didn't think her mother would have a problem with was her choice of reasonably sized hoop earnings and [url=https://9eba410b89d8c2b814f2-f653ee9e3b6aad4b2107b6a1ab482f61.ssl.cf2.rackcdn.com/product-hugerect-391998-112265-1415044526-d2b081e4692f8689c9e3d558e99ed5db.jpg]black stiletto pumps.[/url] With a hopeful feeling and her makeup finished, Tessa turned the TV off before exiting her room. 

Getting closer and closer to her destination, she had to fight the rhythm of the salsa music as to not dance all the way there. Coming around the corner she was greeted with the sight of some of the Kings Men talking together. Jace and Brent she knew. The third man it took her a second to identify, though she was almost certain it was Alexander. Much to her surprise, she didn't feel hate when she looked at him anymore. Maybe her anger towards him had been bottled up like a few other of her childish things. Only time could tell. 

Like most of the others it seemed, Tessa made her way to the bar first. Positioning herself between Tara and one of the other women, she was doing her best to remember the rest of their names. If Tessa wasn't mistaken, Allison was the one in the pink, and Willow the one in the blue. She could see that Grayson had also made his way over. While Tessa had no hard feelings towards the man, she did have a good feeling that some of the others standing around her might. Pleased to see how well the dress she had chosen for Tara looked on her, she couldn't help but beam as she threw her arms around her friends neck. 

[color=silver]"You look [i]fabulous[/i],"[/color] Tessa exclaimed. [color=silver]"You all do, really,"[/color] she said, placing a fifty in the tip jar and motioning at the bar tender to come over with a motion of her finger. [color=silver]"I'll take three tequila shots to start, please."[/color] While he gave her a questionable look, the bartender fulfilled her request promptly. She downed one as soon as they were within her reach. 

"No need for hostility," said the one she thought was Willow. 

"My days of punching are over," Tara stated matter-of-factly. 

Another shot down the hatch. 

"... coming from an [i]adderall addict."[/i] Oh yeah. The one in pink was [i]definitely[/i] Allison. 

[color=silver]"I mean, it's not his fault you popped pills every day before class, Allison. But yeah, sure. Dude was just hoping to play nice for at least the first event."[/color] 

Taking the last shot glass in her hand, Tessa downed the last drink after she was done speaking. 
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