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Raven was funny, Molly noticed as she listened the girl go on. The sparkly cider sizzled its way down her throat, waking up her nerves as she downed it for courage. A familiar warmth spread all over her as the mild alcohol took over - she hadn't really eaten anything for a while so the cider was going to hit her hard.
"Surprised I noticed you? Oh, you mean 'cause I was..." Molly trailed off, feeling it would be a tad narcissistic to actually admit that she had indeed been The Popular Girl back in school. Well, she had certainly had her fair share of friends, and hung around the other popular kids, but it didn't mean Molly didn't have quite the wandering eye. "Yeah no, I noticed you alright," Molly continued with a knowing smile, not sure where all of her courage was coming from all of a sudden. Maybe it was the alcohol helping her forget that she was openly flirting with a very attractive girl. A girl who was very much flirting back, Molly added mentally. At least she thought Raven was. What if she wasn't? There was that nagging fear at the back of Molly's mind that feared that she might be interpreting it all wrong and Raven was just being friendly: which would then lead to her being disgusted the moment she'd realise that Molly found her attractive like that, and oh god, then Raven would probably reveal to everyone she was gay and oh god--
The next thing Molly knew, the girl in question had already taken her free hand, pulling them both closer to the mob of people dancing to the rhythm. The gentle yet sudden yank made Molly yelp in surprise, though it was partially drowned by the laughter bubbling out of her lips. Her worries faded away instantly, like a waking from a bad spell.
Letting the bleach blonde girl lead the way, Molly's feet were moving on their own. Suddenly the party didn't feel so far away; it was all heat and music and people and sweat on her skin, she was no longer just watching from the side like a wilting flower. Molly gave herself the permission to just let go and not worry about anything for the moment. That's what she really needed, after all.
Molly felt herself being pulled flush to Raven's side, her hair falling partially on her face at the motion. Okay, definitely not interpreting that wrong.
“I thought you’d never ask," Raven giggled in response, blissfully oblivious to the swirling doubts that had plagued Molly's mind a moment ago. Molly was glad for that, though. The mentality of hiding her attraction to girls had been something she had kept up for the majority of her high school life; no wonder it was so hard to let go. What would be the worst thing that could happen if it got out, anyway? She wasn't going back to that school, probably never seeing most of these people ever again. She should just go for it... right?
Raven let go of Molly's hand and twirled backwards. Molly could only stare in silent awe as the girl did so, catching herself when Raven came to a halt, took a big swig of her drink, and then turned to look at her. She winked, Molly was sure of it this time. Okay, fuck it, she was going in.
Party Molly coming in, as she used to think. High school had been a time of many parties for Molly - being the popular kid really meant a busy nightlife. Though those parties had always been very... different, in ways. She had flirted lots, but it had meant nothing. Well, she hadn't known back then. But Molly was excellent at flirting. Just... not with girls, as she had come to notice. Maybe it was time to just trust what had worked before and go with her gut.
Face blooming into a slow smile, Molly downed the rest of her drink before following Raven's beckoning motion, letting her hips sway all the way, almost exaggerating it on purpose. Twirling once, twice, Molly was back facing Raven who was closer than before. Looking at the shorter girl with a flushed face - it was from the dancing and the alcohol in her system - Molly's bright smile softened to something more precious for a beat. Then she was back at the rhythm, letting her instincts take over. Dancing was like a flow, the music going through her in waves. She was definitely enjoying this.
The hem of her orange, flowy skirt danced around her feet, almost see-through in the setting beach sun. Sand got between Molly's toes, but she didn't mind. Looking back at her newlyfound company, Raven, Molly opened her mouth:
"So, I remember you promising you'd show me how to really party," she drew out, voice already having a quality of breathiness to it. "How do you usually party?" she asked with a slow, raised eyebrow, all the while a smile danced on her lips. She knew next to nothing about the blonde before her, so she might as well change that. Since Raven had promised she could hang out with Molly for the evening.
I feel so bad for wanting to reply again... This really is going to a weird 1x1 direction xD But it's been so long, I just want to write!
@Zaxter996 Darn it those two... Too cute!
@Zaxter996 I think we don't need a posting rule, so you should be good to answer. If the others disagree then we can put up a rule, but I think all of us just want to get back to the roleplay with these characters: i know i do :>
Same! I was so excited to write with Molly again, first post with her in two months! My awkward gay baby... :'D
Raven didn't seem to mind Molly's airheadedness. Quite the opposite, actually. It made Molly feel more at ease, so she raised her eyes from her feet to the girl in question and smiled.
"Get one of these in ya. I always start the night with a cider. Nice and chill before moving on to the harder stuff," Raven offered, handing Molly a bottle of cider out of the cooler. Molly took the bottle gladly, letting her fingers brush against Raven's as she did so. The bottle was cold against Molly's warm hand; a welcome feeling in the warm summer evening. Listening to Raven giggle at what she thought must've been her awkward fumbling, Molly was surprised to find she didn't feel embarrassed for it.
To answer Molly's earlier question, Raven replied with a cheeky grin: "Yeah I know what ya mean. I got no plans. I can keep ya company tonight, if ya want? Show you how to really party." Wait, did she just wink?
All of Molly's confidence drained as she began second guessing herself: was she imagining things, or was Raven flirting with her? Gosh, she definitely had that cute accent, too... The Aussie and the Brit, how positively lovely. Molly opened her cider and took a big gulp before answering.
"Yes! Please," Molly nodded enthusiastically, then toning it down and adding the 'please' with a sheepish smile. "'M sure it would do me a world of good," Molly hummed warmly, tucking a curly strand of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear, something playful glimmering in her eyes.
Raven must've thought she was so weird, Molly thought, trying to damp down the feeling of mortification. She didn't know how to flirt with girls at all: it was always easy with boys because Molly had come to realise it meant nothing to her, but when it was supposed to be pretty girls... She found herself fumbling and stumbling over her words, her usual charisma being watered down by her oncoming nervousness.
Before Molly could cause a short circuit to her brain by over-thinking, Raven continued with a sentence that knocked the breath out of Molly's lungs.
"We never really go to know each other during school, but I always thought you were pretty cool. And pretty too."
Molly must've blushed, because she felt the temperature rise suddenly and she was pretty sure it wasn't just the alcohol warming her body. Okay, calm down your effing beating heart Molly, she definitely just called you pretty. And smiled like that. Get yourself together, girl. Molly smiled wide, not able to stop looking at the girl before her. Well, the compliment did make her feel a bit light-headed. Raven was incredibly pretty herself, after all.
"Thanks luv," Molly said with a soft smile, her accent thick. Then she stopped dead in her tracks. Had she just called Raven 'love'? She definitely hadn't meant to. Shit, fuck, bugger... Molly bit down on her lip, an action which was supposed to convey her nervousness, but came cross as nothing like it. Sure, she often called her friends stuff like 'honey', 'love' or 'dear', that was the bloody Brit in her, but she barely knew this girl... I mean, she wanted to know her, and Raven had just said the same... Wait, she was spiralling again. Stop overthinking everything, Molly. Quickly recovering, Molly's smile morphed into a comfortable look, genuine and warm.
"Definitely same. That's what I thought about you!" Molly exclaimed, remembering the days she'd see Raven in class. As the girl had said, those days had indeed been few and far between, but Molly would lie if she said she hadn't checked Raven out every time she did show up. And to Raven, Molly must've just been a vain, popular girl. She wanted to change that.
Looking over to the party happening around them, Molly noticed people were dancing along the music. It was indeed pretty good; the beat flowed through Molly like it was a part of her. Taking another sip of her drink, and looking back at Raven with all the confidence she didn't have, Molly smiled flirtatiously, that gleam back in her eyes. Fuck it, 'yolo', or whatever, Molly thought. This summer would only happen once, after all.
"Care to dance?" she asked with an extended hand.
At the drink table, Molly bit her lip and looked at all the different drinks thoughtfully. Maybe she should go for the punch this time. It looked nice and pink, maybe it wouldn't be that bad. The only problem was Molly didn't know at all what it would taste like, let alone how much alcohol it had. Maybe it was too risky.
"Hey Molly."
Hearing a voice call her name, Molly twirled around. A beautiful girl with a bleach blonde hair that Molly vaguely recognised to be one of her school's students and also a guest at the beach house was approaching her. Wiping her confusion away with a bright smile, Molly greeted the girl back. What was her name again...
"Hi! Uh..." Molly trailed off, blushing at her own awkwardness when she realised she wasn't sure of the girl's name. It was some animal... A bird, maybe? Yeah, that's it, now Molly remembered: "Raven, right?" Raven Carter, that girl Molly had had the same geometry class with. They hadn't sat next to each other, but Molly did remember checking her out back then. Whoops.
In any case, Molly and Raven had barely interacted back in school or the past week so Molly excused her having to dig around her head to remember the girl's name. It didn't make her feel any less embarrassed, though. She didn't want to come off as vain or even worse, disinterested.
"You doin' okay?" Raven asked, apparently noticing something off in Molly's expression or body language. Taken aback by the question, Molly's eyebrows rose in surprise. Something was bothering her, indeed, but she hadn't noticed she was being so obvious about it. Or maybe Raven asked just to be nice and hadn't actually noticed anything.
"Sure! I was just... Trying to decide what to drink. So many options," Molly assured with a light laughter. Then Molly began to rethink her words. "Or well... actually, I've never been a fan of big parties like this. I have a hard time gettin' started," Molly added sheepishly, not sure why she was revealing this to a person who knew her on first name basis at best. "I mean sure, they can be fun, but not just with alcohol as your company, y'know?" Molly said, accompanied with an airy hand motion, already aware she was probably talking too much. She laughed it off with her cheeks flushing slightly.
"So anyway, what about you? Any plans for the night?" Molly bounced the question back, not wanting to end talking to Raven. Then she realised the question sounded very suggestive because of the way she worded it and what she had said before about company. Fuck. "I- I mean, I didn't mean like... Uh, sorry, blahhh..." Molly corrected before Raven could answer, her hands fidgeting randomly, "I meant it like... How are you??" If Molly wasn't red before, she was now. She still flashed a bright smile, though, hoping Raven would find her talkativeness more endearing than weird.
This was Molly's only chance at getting to know some people she had always wanted to get to know, and Raven was definitely one of the people that intrigued Molly. It was a shame she was mucking things up by being awkward... Someone might find her social yet word-wise clumsy personality adorable, but Molly certainly didn't see it that way. Living in the closet was hell... And Raven probably only knew her as that one popular girl from school that had had many boyfriends. Great. Fantastic.
@HaleyTheRandom Never responded because of the posting rule I assume, so that's why I thought it would be easier if I bridged from where left off by reposting the last post!
And @Moon Child, I don't have anything against it! I mean, all members of the original gang are more than welcome imo. Could be fun!
And @Moon Child, I don't have anything against it! I mean, all members of the original gang are more than welcome imo. Could be fun!
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