WHO'S READY TO PARTY?!?!?!?!?

Jillian: I laughed. "Top-secret? Like, spy junk?" I looked at him, smiling. "I fiddled with the drums but I mainly play acoustic. What's your instrument?"

Drake - I laughed, "isn't it obvious, I'm the mysterious lead guitar man." I joked.

Jillian: "Ah, of course. How could I be so oblivious? So. Are you... Failing? Passing? C-average?"

Drake - "I'm an all-A student, but the only ones who know that are Marcy, me, and now you." I say, hoping she wouldn't take the fact that I talked about another girl wrong, Marcy was cute and all but we were just friends.

Jillian: "Good for you." I smiled. "Macy is... The loud girl, right?" I asked, recalling the girl who shouted her presence. I felt like scowling, but she mustve been her friend, so I remained polite. She just didn't seem like someone I would want to be friends with. That's all.

drake - I laughed, "Yeah, she's had some hard times, she makes up for those by being completely obnoxious."

Noel: I grinned at Macy and then looked back the party. People were starting to spill out into the back. "This is getting intense." I smiled.

(Are they in a club or a house party?)

Jillian: My eyebrows knitted together. "Hard times? Like what?" not wanting to sound nosy, I quickly added, "I mean, if you want to tell me, I know it's not... really my business."

((I think it's a club...)))

Marcy - "Very, I'm used to it though, I go to places like this a lot with my friends"

Drake - "If you tell her I told you this I will have to kill myself before she kills me, but, she was in an abusive relationship when she was a Freshman in high school, he was the school football star, and she still has to deal with people either pitying her or his friends being mad at her for causing him to get kicked out of school" i confided

Jillian: I raised my eyebrows and my eyes widened, jaw dropping slightly. "Thats really terrible. Truly. Sort of like what my recently-ended relationship was like..." ok, so I wasn't TRYING to open the subject up, but, I sort of needed to vent. After all, trent had been a bad influence.

Drake: "want to talk about it?"

Noel: I laughed. "I can't say that I've been to places like this." I shook my head. "Do you party a lot?" I asked.

Marcy - "Yeah, after things happened I started to go out to clubs and parties a lot." I sighed, I shouldn't bring up the past. Not at a time like this.

Noel: "After what?" I asked, taking a mini step closer to her. "I mean, you don't have to tell me." I said.

Marcy - "it was nothing, boy problems," I said rolling my eyes at myself

Jillian: "I think so." I made my way to a couch and thought about how to start

Drake - "Start whenever," I said sympatheticly.

Jillian: "How about you ask the questions. Start with, 'what kind of a relationship was it' and go from there." I smiled at him

Drake - "Alright, what kind of relationship was it?" I repeated her question

Noel: "Oh, thats why I got the last lines of the tattoo." I said. "Wait... Not boy problems, I mean... I mean girl problems." I said and then put my face in my palm. I looked up and recited the last lines.

"Amor nisi munimento feceris. Solus forsit est regere non potes quantus tu. Socius facit. Interdum conjugum habet culpae. Erat volutpat fragili amor est. De vitiis per frangat decu innocentem olim amorem.

It means: Love is only as strong as you make it. The only problem is, you can't control how strong you love. Your partner does. Sometimes partners have faults. That's why love is a fragile thing. Touching along the faults can shake and shatter a once innocent love."

Jillian: "It was a good one. For a bit. After two months Trent somehow got his hands on weed. Tried to pull me in. But I didn't. Wasn't who I wanted to be. So from good it went to unhealthy. But I stayed with him. For eight more months." I looked at him and waited for the next question.

Drake - "Did he continue to try and pressure you?

Jillian: "Mhm," I said, looking at my hands. "But he would never be mean about it. He would... Ask if I wanted some, I'd say no, he'd ask if I were sure, I'd say yes and that would be the end of it. But when he wasn't high or disoriented, he would just be a normal guy. Nice, complimenting, and funny. So I think that's why I stuck around." I laughed. "You shouldve seen how angry I would get when he'd come home smelling like he rolled around in weed leaves, ugh it was disgusting."

Drake - "What changed?"

Jillian: "You mean, why did I break up with him?"