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Jaxtyn has spent the past few songs dancing to the beat. The dancing he did was more of an awkward shuffle. It was clear the newbie was still trying to work out exactly how you dance at a party; even more so when you are alone. Still at this point the alcohol had finally managed to start pumping through his system properly and the social anxiety and fear of rejection he was normally subjected to, felt a lot more suppressed. His shoulders had dropped down more to relax, there was less tension in his body, and it was visible by the way that his arms were waving around.

Jaxtyn Bradley: The guy who never relaxed, never took his mind from his school work and never interacted with anyone was having the time of his life and was fitting in at a party. Well, perhaps not? Maybe he was making himself look like an idiot, but this newly induced alcohol high seemed to give Jax the ability to not give a shit. Maybe it was time to get some more alcohol?

Jax had danced his way over to the drinks table and took in the drinks again for a second time tonight. This time he wanted to try one that came in the smaller glasses; He believed people called them shot glasses. Pouring an almost clear liquid into the small glass, Jax lifted it up and smelt it. This one was not as pungent as the bottled beer. While the smell was less, the vapour of the drink was burning his nostrils. This was some strong stuff.

He was interrupted by the sudden eruption of the escalating conflict on the otherside of the table. Someone had just insulted Melissa. It looked like some Liberty kids. Well it had to be really. There was no way that a Rosefell student would dare stand up to Melissa. Jax then got to watch the whole spectacle, The one male had ended up taking a hit to the crotch and a hit to the head. It looked like Dee and Mel had this all under control…

[i][center]...They need your help...[/center][/i]

Jax didn’t quite understand the reasoning that caused him to suddenly down the shot, splutter a cough from the sudden almost burning sensation going through his lungs and then proceed to march around the table to stand in between Melissa and Dee. Maybe it was secret Rosefell pride that he felt. Maybe he just wanted to get into Melissa’s good books with the text he sent earlier and then question he needed to ask tomorrow. Helping her deal with some bitches, would surely get the queens attention. Maybe he would even get knighted and become a knight?

[color=#F3FF18]”Why don’t you two just shut up?”[/color] He said rather candidly to both Jackson and Miki. [color=#F3FF18]”Like it or not your school is gone and you are on our turf now. You can’t just walk in and pretend like you own the place. You have to abide by our rules to start with”[/color] This felt nice. This sudden sense of fake authority, as if he was actually in charge and laying down the law. Normally Jax was wayyyy too meek to speak up in an environment like this. [color=#F3FF18]”’sides, If you want to get to Mel, you are going to have to go through me...”[/color] In his head that sounded way cooler than it came out. He then pointed this thumb towards Dee. [color=#F3FF18]”...And…”[/color] Jax couldn’t quite figure out how he was going to describe the male without perhaps attracting his ire. [color=#F3FF18]”...him”[/color]

In all honesty Jax had never actually been in a fight in his life. He clenched his fists, somewhat correctly and raised them to his chest, looking forwards and looking for any signal that someone in front of him wanted it. Maybe the male and female would just go into full retreat now that people were standing up to them physically. That would probably be the easiest outcome for Jax, He could claim he was able to intimidate them to run away from his bravery.