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Post by Rachel May DeVervaine on Jun 22, 2008 11:08:07 GMT -5
  Rachel made her way into the club, already humming along to the music that was playing. She was very glad that she had gotten out because she had been unpacking for the entire day - and needed to christen the new school year with a night out. She had on a little white mini dress, a pair of black Varsava Vamara strappy heels, and Rachel had pulled on a black hoodie with a lining of fake fur on the hoodie. Rachel could not stand people who wore or made real fur clothing, but fake fur was alright - though overdoing it was simply disgusting.
Rachel walked her way to the bar, pushing a couple of lower classmen out of her way as she did. Yes she remembered the days when she was that lower classman, and yes she deserved to push some people around. "Bloody Mary, please," Rachel ordered her drink with a sweet smile as she sat down at the bar. She wondered where her friends were, and hoped that someone would come soon - preferably someone she could dance with. As Rachel's drink came she took it and sipped from it slowly.
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Post by Zac Freeman on Jun 24, 2008 20:40:13 GMT -5
Zac was having a bad night. All his friends had ditched him and left him suffering alone in the club...not that that was horrible or anything. He slowly walked over to the bar, not caring who was looking at him. God, how he needed a Sam Adam's at the moment. Thank god he had money. Shoving a couple who were making out on the table, he sighed. "Sam Adams" he said as he relaxed on the bar stool. He really needed something to pour down his throat and calm him down from his anger towards his friends. Suddenly, he saw a girl next to him order a Bloody Mary.
"Hey" he said as he looked at the girl. " [/b]I'm Zac"[/b][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Rachel May DeVervaine on Jun 25, 2008 12:15:00 GMT -5
Rachel turned her head as a boy sat down next to her and ordered a Sam Adams. He looked like a senior, a year or two older than her at the most. He greeted her, and his name was Zac. Rachel gave him a look over and then pulled down the hood of her jacket. "Freeman, right?" Now that she thought about it, he was definitely Zac Freeman - they were both on the Yearbook, and he played football.
Rachel took a sip of her bloody mary, and then licked her bottom lip to make sure that all of her sip was in her mouth. "I'm Rachel," she said with a smile after she placed her drink back on the counter. Usually, when Rachel came to Club Christal, she had a couple of drinks, danced, and laughed if any of her friends got drunk. She had never gotten drunk, maybe because she had seen the effects from her brothers after a party once. Those two were difficult to live up to, and annoying at times, but they did get credit for teaching her a lot about the world.
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Post by Zac Freeman on Jun 26, 2008 7:28:19 GMT -5
Zac took a long sip of his Sam Adams. The girl next to him, Rachel, was actully kinda cute and maybe he vould get along with her. He never usually got drunk, that was all his friends, but at the moment, he really didn't care. He messed up his hair with his hand and smile when she asked what his name was. "Yeah, I'm Freeman. Your Rachel from the yearbook team. Fancy seeing you here, isn't it?" She did look very familiar, but it wasn't from the cheerleading team...he'd know her then, since most were dying to touch him. "What
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Post by Rachel May DeVervaine on Jun 26, 2008 11:35:10 GMT -5
Rachel gave a small chuckle, "Yes.. Fancy seeing me here; and yea from the yearbook team." Rachel had needed a couple of extra school activities to do, and so she picked two that were quite harmless - yearbook and astronomy. Rachel would have died rather than join the cheerleading team. Sure, her friends would get a kick out of it for a while and she could pretend to actually enjoy watching the football players bang heads or whatever.. But cheerleading, with a bunch of stuck-up girls that were always draped over some football player or something was not Rachel's style. Besides, she had her own guys she could easily flirt with.
"Nothing much, I just finished unpacking before I came out here.. What about you?"
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Post by Zac Freeman on Jun 27, 2008 8:55:18 GMT -5
He smiled. "I thought you were from there. I haven't really seen you around the club lately, you just get here?" Zac did more then just the yearbook as an after school activity. He did football too and it was hard to keep track of everyone he ran into. She looked like she could be a cheerleader, but decided not to mention that. Sometimes, he wished that he could take a break from all this work, but it's not like he was going to say that or anything.
"Yeah, I did the same. Got back from Australia last week, cause family lives there. "What did you do for the summer?" |
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