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Location: Gym after school
Mentions: Marshall @Silent Observer, Jax and Cyndi @Lovely Complex



4:17 Erika was late… again. Josie had given this girl four warnings, she typically did the three strike system but she had given this girl some slack. But now she was going to have to ultimately make the best decision for the team and that meant kicking her off. Which also meant finding a replacement.

A groan escaped the dancer’s lips as she pinched the bridge of her nose. She had enough going on in her mind, she didn't need to worry about a new dancer. She refocused on her team running through one of their dances in front of her, watching for places they needed to go over and work on more. They had just finished learning the choreography the previous day and they were doing good for how long they had known it. Upon the music ending Josie smiled and clapped her hands together. “Amazing job! All of you are as talented as always, having the choreography down so well only a day after learning it. Honestly amazing. Before we take a short break I have a quick announcement. As you all have probably noticed, Erika has once again decided to not show up to practice so she will no longer be apart of the team. That means if you have any suggestions for someone to take her spot please let me know. Now go ahead and take a quick break then when you get back we will run over a few parts of the routine before doing it all again.”

The dancers walked off to get some water, from what Josie could hear none of them were surprised nor upset by the loss of Erika. She had been a bit of a toxic teammate but she was a talented dancer and her scores from tryouts automatically placed her on the team. It was a system set up before Josie, although Josie did let some people on that may have had low scores but she could see the dedication and motivation in them.

While she waited for the team to get back from their break Josie’s mind wandered to the night before. The DJ, her first kiss… she never had gotten Jax’s number. Everytime she got the courage to go talk to him again she couldn’t find him, just her luck it seemed. Josie didn’t know if that was fate trying to tell her to give up but she simply couldn’t give up, not when he was all she could think about all day. Mainly not when his lips on hers were all she could think about all day. There was something about Jax that just kept her from getting rid of the thought of him. She’d already gotten in trouble multiple times that day for her mind wandering to the boy. Mainly her mind thinking of all the things that went wrong, mainly the fact she just left him hanging when she was a flustered mess. It was embarrassing. Josie was confident in everything she did and in who she was but then Jax comes along and turns her into an absolute mess.

She needed to know more about him but she needed help if she was going to find him in this school. Josie knew only one person with the type of connections she needed to help find this boy. That person was the one and only Marshall, her dancing partner-in-crime. Pulling out her phone she texted him,

To: 💖👯Marsh👯💖

I need your help with a boy.


The text was short and to the point. It was known Josie wasn’t the biggest fan of texting, she would always prefer conversing with a normal phone call or in person. Especially for something like this. She needed to talk to Marshall in person about this.

Hearing footsteps approaching Josie looked up from her phone to see one of the dancer’s approach her. “Josie, I have an idea for who could take Erika’s place.” The dancer informed her. Josie simply raised an eyebrow, curious as to who it was. “Cyndi Green. She is coming back to BHHS.” This got Josie’s full attention. She knew who Cyndi was and knew she had quite the talent for dancing. That may just work perfectly, now she just needed to get in contact and ask her. That would have to wait for later, it was time to get back to practice.

Location: Wednesday during class
Mentions: Lucky @Lovely Complex



Last night was… Fawn didn’t even know how to begin putting it into words. True let her crush slip, Lucky took her on a date. It wasn’t any normal date by society standards and she was still processing it for the most part. The biggest thing on her mind though was what happened during the date between the two.

Her face turned bright red and she covered her face with the sleeves of her oversized, knit dress. She was trying not to think about how close he got, how close their faces were. Every time Fawn let her mind wander to the previous night, her face turned bright red and her heart would begin to thump wildly in her chest. It didn’t help that her mind seemed to be wandering easily, so her face felt as if it were constantly on fire.

Fawn wasn’t sure if he was even going to kiss her like her mind was making it seem, a big part of her doubted it but another part held onto the sliver of hope that maybe he did like her. He did take her on a date, an odd one but a date at the very least.

The sight of two people fighting for fun was different, she only knew punching when it was a punishment but there were people getting excited over two guys beating the crap out of eachother. The little deer had simply stared on, first in fear then with mild curiosity as it went down. The only thing that bothered her about it was when her mind imagined her parents being the ones beaten up. She was the opposite of violent, she feared violence for the most part, but by Lucky’s side she had felt a feeling of safety she’d never experienced and her mind somehow felt safe enough to express a thought she had always felt even if she didn’t know it. She wanted her parents to receive a taste of their own medicine, feel the same thing she felt due to them. It scared her yet somewhat excited her at the same time. Maybe it meant she would be escaping the nightmare soon.

Maybe Lucky would be her saving grace.







Location: Library



Tamami Saori sat in the library staring blankly at the English classwork in front of her. It was on smiles? No similes. Something she didn’t understand at all. She’d been at this for a good thirty minutes with no luck. All Saori could do was stare at the paper and reread the instructions over and over. A few minutes later a bang echoed through the library as her head slammed onto the table in front of her, waking her back up from the short doze she had just taken.

“Itai…” The green haired girl softly exclaimed rubbing her now red forehead. After nursing her wound for a minute she refocused on the homework in front of her. Saori was hopeless, she needed help. More specifically she needed to find herself a tutor. Standing up, she put her things away and marched out of the library to go find her English teacher in order to ask for help finding a tutor.


Locations: Late Tuesday Night/Early Wednesday Morning at Xio's place of work | Wednesday Morning Rodriguez Resident



Lights flashed. Music pounded. Bodies moved to the beat as onlookers watched on, money in hand ready to be given to the dancers. But most of their ones were saved in anticipation of the Snake Charmer. A double innuendo that seemed to work wonders on the audiences excitement.

Xiomara sat in the back awaiting her cue, an albino python draped over her shoulders content with resting with its body wrapped around Xio’s arms. The girl before her walked off stage and grinned at Xiomara. “All yours X. We got some dude giving out a lot of big bills so really play the crowd tonight.” she walked off, followed by the lower rank dancer that collected the money for her at the end of her solo dance. Each solo dancer had someone to collect money off the stage for them, said person would receive a bit of the cut for their help. It was company policy.

Xiomara went to the curtain leading to the stage and glanced in the mirror kept right there and pushed her bra up a bit, smirking to herself in the mirror.

“Showtime.”

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That night Xio made enough money to cover the rest of that month’s necessary expenses like rent and her mother’s medicine, plus it made her some extra for anything she may want to spend it on. By the time she got home she had just enough time to take a relaxing bath before getting ready and making breakfast.

Placing the food on a tray with some water, Xiomara carried the tray through the small apartment to her mom’s room. Pushing the door open with her hip she set the tray on the dresser before going to her mother’s bedside and sitting down on the edge of the bed gently.

“Despierta mamá. Hora del desayuno y su medicina. Xio gently whispered in her mother’s ear with a soft shake. Her mother stirred and slowly opened her eyes. A soft smile fell onto Martina’s lips as she sat up while her daughter went and got the tray with food and her medicine.

Xiomara sat with her making sure she took all her pills and got enough food in her. She then made sure her mother would be fine while she was gone at school, placing everything she could possibly need, minus food, that was all prepared in the kitchen. Martina glancing at the clock noticed her daughter needed to go and grabbed Xio’s hand pulling her down onto the bed. Xiomara looked to her mother as she placed a hand on Xiomara’s cheek.

“Mi cielito. What did I do to deserve such an amazing daughter.” A soft smile, one only seen by her mother, graced Xiomara’s lips as she placed a hand over her mother’s then moved her mother’s hand to her mouth and kissed her mother’s knuckles softly. “You raised me mamá, it is all thanks to you. You are the amazing one. You’ve done so much for me, the least I can do is return the favor.”
Martina smiled at her daughter, “It is the same conversation every morning isn’t it.” She was right, the conversation they just had was basically the same one every morning between the two. There was no doubt the two were close and cared for each other, it showed with how they interacted. “As much as I love talking to you, you need to go to school. I love you mi cielito. Now get out of here.”

Xiomara kissed her mother’s forehead and got up, leaving for the day at school. Her actual first day at school this semester, but her mother didn’t need to know about her short suspension. Xio could care less about the suspension, what she cared about was everything she’d missed during the time she was absent. She had some catching up to do if she wanted to be in on all the drama of BHHS.

Collab between @Melissa & @Kitty

Featuring: Savannah “The Redheaded Savior” Matthews and Josie “Old Cat Lady" Erickson
Location: Semi-Secluded Area



Clearly, this situation was bad enough that it warranted an immediate conversation (plus she knew Josie wouldn’t pull her away from Trev if it wasn’t important), so Sav cut right to the chase. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt or injured or bleeding?” She asked quickly, checking her over for any bumps or bruises.

Shaking her head, her coils getting messed up as she ran her hand through her hair shortly after, Josie began pacing. “No. No. No physical injuries… Just-” Pausing she tried to think of how to even start, her mind was all over the place as everything continued to replay in her head. Specifically the kiss… if it was that.

“There was a boy. DJ. Talking, flirting,dancing, kiss. Sav, I don't know what to do!” Josie started to explain normally but quickly it turned into her rambling out words related to everything that happened. She was a mess right now.

Three words stood out in that sentence as Savannah let her jaw unhinge and fall free from her upper lip. DJ. Flirting. Kiss. Of course the one night that the redhead could not wingwoman her best friend was the evening where sparks flew! “I’m sorry, WHAT?!” She exclaimed a little too loudly, as she noticed the people around them giving the pair dirty looks for causing a scene. But Sav didn’t care, this was major!

She tried to remember who the guy at the DJ booth was, but to be honest, all she was focused on this evening was Trevor. A million questions poured out of her mouth all at once. “Who is he? What does he look like? Did you get his number?” Savannah stopped herself shook her head, realizing she should just let Josie do the talking instead. “Sorry, too many questions. Just take a deep breath and tell me what happened.”

Josie did as Savannah told her, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes as she let the breath out. Starting from the beginning, Josie was able to calmly recall everything that had happened between her and the blonde DJ. From her glances to finally meeting at the bar to them going to the dining room. Through the explanation of the dancing she began to slowly get more panicky, especially as she explained the moment shared and then immediately lost. But as she drew to explaining the closet, she had to pause as she began to pace again. “Oh god… oh god… then the closet… and the kiss. Savvy, I just… we… I…” The dancer couldn’t even form a coherent thought as she thought about her first kiss and the lip ring, oh god the lip ring.

Coming to a stop, Josie leaned against the wall and put her face in her hands as she took a few deep breaths. “We heard two loud voices approaching the dining room and Jax said he didn’t want to go back to DJing yet and said he wanted to spend more time with me. So I did an impulsive thing and dragged him into the small supply closet in the dining room. It was so much smaller than anticipated Sav… we were squished against each other and when he turned his head… hislipsendeduponmineforlikethewholetimewewereinthere!” Josie’s last words ran together as she once again freaked out, but who could blame the girl. It was her first kiss and it wasn’t even expected, plus that boy was sending her so many mixed signals that she was just confused and lost.

Sav listened intently as Josie described everything that had transpired- this was some exciting stuff! It also sounded quite romantic and sexy, the dancing in the dining hall sounding like something out of one of the sappy movies the two always watched. But evidently, her friend was more anxious and overwhelmed than excited, so Savvy was going to try and talk her through this as best as she could. She was no love doctor, but now that things were seeming to move in the right direction with her ginger mister, she was a bit more qualified to give some advice. “Sounds like one hell of a first kiss…” She breathed, a small laugh escaping her lips as she tried to diffuse the situation. With another deep breath, she placed a comforting hand on Josie’s shoulder. “How did you guys leave it? Did he say anything or?”

Josie’s eyes widened, “I totally just left him hanging! I told him I had to go and got out of there asap. I didn’t even get his number Sav. Oh my god. What have I done? Probably ruined the only chance I had with him. You are gonna marry Trevor and have cute adorable red haired babies and I’m going to live alone with a 100 cats! I’m doomed!” She cried out the cat statement and got looks from people nearby but ignored them as she leaned against the nearby wall and slid down it until she was sitting on the floor, her head resting against the wall.

“Josie…” Sav sighed, taking a seat next to her anguished friend on the floor. “Sweetie, you did not ruin your chances, and you’re not going to live alone with 100 cats!” The redhead lovingly moved her friend’s head from the wall and rested it onto her shoulder, cushioned by the cardigan she was wearing. The last thing she wanted was for Josie to start banging her head against the wall in panic, which Sav knew she would do if the situation called for it. “The night is still young- what’s stopping you from approaching him and asking for his number? He’s going be DJ-ing for the rest of the party!”

“I would make a fool of myself and become a stuttering, flustered mess. That was my first kiss! You know for the longest time I expected it to be someone different and here a week after he is gone I find Jax and he actually shows interest in me… then bam he takes my first kiss in a complete accident then just acted like it didn't happen! Sav why are boys so confusing?!!” Josie turned her head and buried her face into her friend's cardigan. She just wished they were easier to understand especially Jax. What was it about the boy that drew her to him so much but also just confused her!

Sav shrugged, “Sometimes, Jo, what you expect and what you get are two different things…” Comforting Josie as she buried her face in her cardigan, she wrapped an arm around her friend. “My first kiss was at a county fair- I thought it was going to be magical and perfect, but it really wasn’t. At the end of the day, It was just a kiss. You’re going to have to kiss a lot of frogs in order to find your prince, and you’ll know it when you find him, so don’t worry. If Jax is the one, then thing will work out.” Savvy replied, rationalizing the situation. It was true- you get this feeling when you know you’re with the right person- Sav got it with Trevor.

This is one of the many reasons Josie and Sav were perfect friends. When Josie found herself if situations that overwhelmed her and got her overthinking everything, there Sav was to rationalize everything and bring Josie back to the ground. Bringing her face out of Savannah’s cardigan, she turned her head to just rest it on her friend’s shoulder. “Why do you always know the right thing to say? I swear I’d end up going insane if it weren’t for you Sav, absolutely bonkers.” Josie let out a sigh as she thought about what her friend had said. She just needed to not worry, what is meant to be will be.

The redhead laughed, “I doubt you would go insane- maybe a little crazy, but insane is a stretch.” Sav looked to her friend. “If you like Jax, then I say go and get him. Go find him- ask for his number. If he doesn’t want things to be that way, then fine, you’ll move on, but what’s the hurt in trying?” She questioned, hoping her friend would gain the courage to find the DJ and sweep him off his feet.

Standing up Josie offered her hand to help her redhead friend up, “Okay. I will do that but only if you promise to tell me everything about what you and Trevor have done so far tonight later.” She winked at Sav with a playful grin, finally back to her normal self after having her little freakout.

Taking her friend’s hand, Sav smirked. “Deal.”
Tallulah wasn't surprised by the announcement. She always had her suspicion, hell she basically knew when she couldn't use Izzy's hair to heal her from a distance. That didn't change anything though, Izzy was still like a sister to her and she'd help fight to protect her. But of course Steph was pissed, the other elf was acting high and mighty and honestly it was bothering Tallulah so after others spoke up, she took her turn to do so too.

"Do you have to be such a versoniel Steph? This group, all of us, we are your ranelles. I never took you as being disloyal or a rinellé, but go ahead and leave. See how well accept you will be among other elves as a rinellé of your ranelles. I consider us sersakhan, maybe closer as we are the only elves, but if you keep acting in such a way I may change my mind."

Tallulah sighed after her speech and turned her attention back to the rest of the group. When she heard what Avicus said all she could do was turn and grin at him. "Aww you know you love me snowflake! You love working with me, don't deny it." she teased.

Collab with @Lovely Complex
At the bar
Luna & Ronnie





As Verónica was about to leave the bar area she heard a voice addressing her. Turning to look towards the voice she was met by a shimmering white, intriguing, dare she say beautiful sight. A girl with light blonde hair, a white dress, and skin that actually seemed to be glowing and shimmering in the light. It seemed a bit ethereal and almost took the Mendez girl off guard but upon the ethereal girl once again beginning to talk, Verónica’s eyes met the girl’s own crystal blue eyes full of mischievousness. To say it didn’t cause Ronnie further intrigue would be a lie.

Walking over to where the ethereal beauty, or Luna as she now knew, was sitting she leaned against the bar besides her and smiled at her. “I’m Verónica. I’ve got to know, why haven’t I seen someone as stunning as you around school? You aren’t someone I’d forget seeing around.”

“Because I don’t go to your school.” Taking a moment to bring her attention to the bartender, Luna kindly and casually requested, “Hey, can I have some cherries?” Without any word or argument, the bartender obliged, knowing exactly who she was. “Thank you.” Shifting her green stare back to Verónica, now with a cup of maraschino cherries in hand, ignoring her margarita momentarily, Luna shrugged, “I chose beauty school over total drama island. Let’s just say, I’m related to some… fond faces that go here.” If Ronnie probed more, perhaps Luna would specify who she was related to, but for now, the blonde felt that such information was not relevant to their discussion. “Have you done anything fun tonight, besides deny every boy that wants to get in your pants?” Her candy apple lips lifted into a smirk, before she picked up a cherry by the stem and put it in her mouth, smoothly and teasingly pulling it off and savoring the succulent fruit.

Brown eyes meeting the blonde’s green eyes, Verónica listened intently not bothering with thoughts on who she could be related to. In the moment it wasn’t important. “Too bad. Having someone like you around would make the days a lot more bearable.” Ronnie’s eyes then fell to the girl’s lips as she pulled a cherry off its stem teasingly, only shifting her gaze back to Luna’s eyes to answer her question. “Haven’t done anything too fun besides that. But if you hang around I can imagine my night will only get better.”

Taking note of Ronnie’s eyes shifting for a brief moment, Luna chuckled, bringing her long, blond strands over her right shoulder. “Bearable?” The display of beauty and splendor that was Luna Locke leaned closer to her… entertainment for the night. Heat emitted from her. The lustful kind. She had a motive. Whether or not this girl would join in was all part of the fun. “I highly doubt that. I’m kind of an attention whore.”

Suddenly, the blonde tapped the bar, “Shots!” Almost like magic, shots appeared by their drinks. Good bartender. “Hanging was so yesterday, how about we go on a little adventure, skip the small talk and romance—” Cut to the chase. They could play this long, dragging game where they try to learn about one another or she could show her why the school is better off without her. Intentionally, her eyes were doing naughty butterflies. If there was one thing Luna had, it was an incredible amount of charisma. “Unless, you’re not one for adventure.” She challenged. “I’d totally understand. I am being kind of forward. I just know what I like.” She bit her rose bud lips. Soft, passionate lips. A promise for sweetness. A perfect weapon.

The brunette grinned at the blonde, this girl had her caught in her web and Ronnie did not mind one bit at all. The heat that radiated from Luna’s body only drew the Mendez in more. At the appearance of shots, Verónica glanced down at them before looking back to Luna’s green eyes sparkling with a hint of something unreadable by Ronnie currently. She was already in on the adventure, it wasn’t like there was anything better to do at the party plus she wanted to spend more time with the blonde but upon being challenged a smirk rose to her lips. “Oh I’m definitely down for an adventure. Count me in.” Ronnie’s competitiveness shined through a bit as she was challenged by Luna. She was not one to back down from a challenge, ever.

Oh? Luna raised an eyebrow, liking how agreeable this girl was. Just what she wanted. Leaning in closely, putting her lips inches away from the stranger’s ear (they wouldn’t be strangers for too long, though), she let her breath tickle the girl’s skin, before whispering, “Let’s fuck.” She allowed some time for her words to settle in, before adding the intriguing part, “But not just anywhere. Behind the screen. During the speech everyone’s talking about.”

Brown eyes widened at the proposal, letting it fully sink in as she thought it out. But as she looked at Luna and gave her another once over, her mind was made up pretty quick. “What the hell. Let’s do it.” Ronnie exclaimed smiling at Luna.

Score.

Hastily, because there was no doubt that Luna was thirsty, the sexually repressed blonde put Ronnie’s shot in her hand, and then put her shot in her own. Hooking her arm around her lover’s arm for the night, so that their arms intertwined in order to drink, Luna mischievously grinned, “A toast! To me taking you to Neverland.” She’ll never want to come back to reality after Luna was through with her.

“To Neverland!” Ronnie repeated raising her glass before throwing the shot back.

After they took their shots, Luna was the first to hop off and offer her hand, like Peter Pan did with his Wendy, “Now that we have our pixie dust, let’s fly.”

Ronnie grinned at Luna and grabbed her hand, “Lead the way to Neverland.”

“Remember.” Luna softly held Ronnie’s hand in her own, while never faltering from her kittenish act, “You must think happy thoughts.” Ideally, the happy thought was sex, with her. What more could this girl want?



The tan-skinned brunette scoffed from where she stood as she listened to the girl dressed in too nice of an outfit for what they were doing. ’Great princess decided to come play in the dirt today.’ Crossing her arms over her leather vest, Rowan rolled her eyes.

Here she was on a perfect Saturday stuck with other teens doing community service when there were much better things she could be doing with her time, like dirt biking through the woods, rather than doing this bullshit just because people didn’t care enough about the environment to throw their own shit away. But no, Rowan was stuck with Jockstrap 1 and 2, a princess, a girl who looked to much like a goody-goody, some chick she’s definitely seen around the police station before, and the old man in charge of watching over them. A great group to be stuck around… really great.

Rowan was pretty sure that of the other four wearing the JDS vest, three of them probably didn't even know truly know what it was like to be truly in trouble with the law. They probably made a stupid mistake and their parents got them out of a bigger punishment.

Speaking of the damn law, they decided to have a cop follow her all the way here to ensure she actually came this morning. Ro wasn’t that dumb to skip out on this like the other detentions, especially when she was threatened with juvie if she didn’t go. Yeah, she didn’t need that one on her record.

When silence filled the area she once again rolled her eyes and shifted her weight to her left foot. “Well since the rest of you are too scared to speak up I guess I’ll go. I’m Rowan, we aren’t friends so don’t even think of calling me anything else. Unlike princess over there, I don’t look forward to this bullshit.”

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