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Unlike a lot of the other party-goers, Tyler was [i]very[/i] excited to watch Dee and Melissa take on those two Liberty kids. There was no doubt in her mind that they deserved whatever was coming to them. She had already known that it was only a matter of time before something like this happened, and it felt kind of good to actually not be involved in the action for once. Instead, she was simply living vicariously through Dee as he slammed the poor kid against the wall, causing her and everyone around her to flinch. While the Liberty kid was definitely holding his own, everyone surely knew that in the end, he would be no match for DeShawn. 

Things didn't start to get [i]too[/i] out of hand until Dee broke the leg off a chair and tried to use it as a weapon. It was then that Tyler's feeling of excitement quickly turned to ones of panic and worry. Not only did she fear that the other boy could get [i]seriously[/i] hurt, but she also worried for Dee and how shit could easily go left if the police were called. A wave of relief came over her, however, when the large boy was stopped before the weapon could actually be put to use. [color=silver]"Oh thank God,"[/color] Tyler said, letting out a breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding in. 

[color=#52ADE0][i]"I need to talk to Dee, We'll catch up some other time okay?"[/i][/color] Jo suddenly said, snapping Tyler back to reality. She simply nodded and offered her friend a half-smile before watching the girl storm in Dee's direction, prepared to give him a piece of her mind. Tyler had the same idea in her head, but decided to wait until later to talk to Dee, figuring that he'd need some time to recuperate. Instead, she downed the rest of her Henny/Coke combination and started to make her way back to the liquor table, only to stop dead in her tracks when Christian made an appearance inside, this time holding a water hose. 

[color=silver]"Oh Hell no... no, no no..."[/color] Tyler said under her breath, trying to push her way through the crowd, but she wasn't moving fast enough. Cool droplets of water suddenly came crashing down on Ty's head, and the young woman couldn't do much but attempt to cover her head with her hands and stand amongst the others in defeat. When the water had stopped falling, Tyler ran her fingers through her hair to find that her fresh silk press had already started to revert back to it's naturally curly state... no surprise there. She was afraid to see if any serious damage had been done to her makeup.

[color=silver]"God Dammit, Christian,"[/color] Ty exclaimed, hopefully loud enough for him to hear, as she rolled her eyes and dug around her purse for an extra scrunchie. And when she couldn't find one, the young woman decided to just go search around the house for an unoccupied bathroom. [color=silver]"[i]Straighten your hair, Ty... it's a special occasion, Ty...[/i]"[/color] the girl said under her breath, mocking her own words as she pushed her way through groups of drunk teenagers, not caring who she knocked over in the process.

[color=silver]"An hour and a half gone to fucking [i]waste[/i]."[/color]
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