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[img]https://i.imgur.com/IitNqiM.png[/img][/center][indent][indent][hr][hr][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][color=firebrick][i]"Just keep your head down this year, Tyler. [b]Please[/b]."[/i][/color]

Just like the two years before, Tyler Andrews' mother had called her daughter at exactly 5:30 in the morning on her first day back to school, her usual "don't get into any trouble this year" speech ready to be spewed from her lips. And just like the beginnings of her Sophomore and Junior years, Tyler simply let her mother's words go in one ear and out the other; She only offered her a [color=silver]"sure mom"[/color] and [color=silver]"okay, I gotcha"[/color] whenever she was actually able to get a word in. 

[color=firebrick]"I'm serious this time, Ty,"[/color] her mother had said as Ty prepared herself for the long day ahead. [color=firebrick]"You need to put more focus and energy into your studies than you do in causing trouble. You're a bright girl with an even brighter future. Hell, maybe you could've been valedictorian if you didn't get into so much [i]shit[/i]. Do you know how great that would've looked on your college applications? You would've had no trouble getting into Morgan."[/color] 

Tyler's mother had continued ranting for a solid ten minutes before she finally left her daughter to finish preparing for school. And as always, she'd called Tyler's father right afterwards, expressing just how [i]sure[/i] she was that this was gonna be Ty's year, and that this would [i]surely[/i] be the time she finally soaked in her mother's words and stopped all of her typical "nonsense." And this time around, just like every other year, Tyler wound up disappointing her mother in less than a week.

[color=silver]"Watch your [i]fucking[/i] mouth when you speak to me,"[/color] Tyler had screamed across the room to who she assumed to be one of the new Liberty kids, right in the middle of their AP Government class. [color=silver]"I'll hop over these desks so motherfucking quick... don't try me, bitch. You're in Rosefell now."[/color] And just like that, on the very first day of school, Tyler found herself sitting in the principal's office, awaiting the detention slip with her name lazily scrawled across the front. It was during that time that she spotted none other than Spice Cross come storming out of the principal's office, no doubt after being disciplined for whatever Spice-esque thing she'd done that morning. Ty didn't bother making eye contact with the girl after deciding that she had much better things to look at. So instead, she focused on her Instagram feed until she was called in to face the music.

[color=silver]"Two days of after school detention,"[/color] Tyler had said to one of her friends after being sent to her next class with a pink slip in her hands. [color=silver]"Not too bad if you ask me, though I do think they went a little overboard. It's not like I put hands on the bitch... yet."[/color]

So Tyler spent those next couple of days dozing off in English class, gossiping with the Biology teacher, and enduring the consequences for what she [i]almost[/i] did. But hey, at least she wasn't the only one who'd received detention that week. And it was during one of her detentions that she found out about a certain party that was going on that Friday night; it only took her a split second to decide that she was gonna go buy the [s]sluttiest[/s] shortest [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/12/a2/d0/12a2d03cd0ee3d8e9d986d225da34536.png]mini-dress[/url] she could find on the clearance rack and show those Liberty kids how to [i]really[/i] party.

[color=silver]"I'm just going to hang out with a couple of the new Liberty girls, nothing too big,"[/color] Ty had told her dad as she poked her head into his bedroom, her cheetah print dress hidden by a pair of oversized sweatpants and a Howard crewneck. [color=silver]"We're probably just gonna end up watching [i]The Princess Diaries[/i] and ordering a few pizzas or something... or maybe it'll be sushi. God only knows what those rich kids eat on the regular. Let's hope I don't get sick. Don't wait up for me."[/color] And then she ran, hoping and praying that her dad didn't happen to look out into the backyard and see her stripping in the bushes or taking a few large gulps from one of his previously unopened bottles of Crown Apple. 

Deciding that it wouldn't be very safe or smart to ride her skateboard all the way to the Liberty side of town, Ty opted to spend some of her hard earned tutoring money to get herself an Uber. Thankfully, she ended up with a female driver who had absolutely no problem picking her up at the nearest corner store. She also didn't have an issue with Ty taking a few hits from her pre-rolled joint as long as she kept the back windows rolled down. [color=silver]"Thanks again,"[/color] Tyler said to the woman as she gently closed the back door and turned to take in the [i]very[/i] large house that stood before her. 

[b][i]"Have a good night sweetie. Be safe,"[/i][/b] the middle-aged woman called out before pulling off, leaving Tyler standing at the edge of the driveway. She stood there for a few seconds in awe, taking in her unfamiliar surroundings, before shaking it off and making a beeline for the entrance. 

Tyler Andrews thrived in social situations; As soon as she stepped foot into the crowded home, her mood instantly began to improve. Most of the faces she spotted as she pushed her way through the crowd of students were unrecognizable; she saw a few Rosefell kids here and there, most of whom had either found their way to the liquor table, the beer pong table or... had started grilling burgers in the backyard? An amused expression washed over Ty's face as she watched none other than the school mascot hand a plate of hotdogs to a couple of drunken girls, his usual perverted grin plastered across his face. It was then that she realized just how [i]amazing[/i] a cheeseburger would taste right about then. Or, no... maybe a hotdog with extra ketchup? As high as Ty was, she figured she might as well get both to satisfy her munchies. She also knew that it would be best to not drink on an empty stomach.

So in less than a minute, Ty had made her way to her destination, only pausing momentarily when she noticed the glowing bouncy house and white tarps that were not too far away from where she was heading. [Color=silver]"Wow, they really went all out with the decorating,"[/color] Ty said to both Spike and who she assumed to be a Liberty kid once she'd reached the grill. [color=silver]"An area for paint wars, a pool, [i]and[/i] a big ass bouncy house? So much better than the parties where I'm from, where the only other form of excitement came when the shooter decided it was time for everyone to go home."[/color] Ty's tone was light and joking, but there was nothing but truth in the words she spoke.

[color=silver]"Anyways... hey guys. Spike! How's it goinnnnn? You think I can get a burger too? With cheese if you got it... Oh, and a hotdog too. I'm starving."[/color]
 
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