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

Macy- "Are you here alone?" I asked curiously

Noel: I nodded. "Yep, er... Sort of. I think." I answered, vaguely. "I think my uncle left." I explained. "I mean, he's leaving me alone. Hold on, sorry... I'm making an idiot of myself."

Rose: I walked toward the dance floor, leading the guy in tow. "So which one are you? Mark or Hunter?" I asked him.

Mark - I laughed, "I'm Mark, I guess Drake really didn't mention who was who, did he?

Macy - I laughed at him, "Don't worry, I do that all the time. Want to hang out, or dance, or something?"

Noel: "Oh, yeah, whatever you wanna do. I'll warn ou, I'm not much of a dance, though. Let's go out back." I suggested, hooking my elbow with hers. We got outside to a much less crowded scene. "Better." I said, moonlight washing me out a bit.

Macy - I smiled up at him, I really liked this one. "Much, so tell me bout yourself." I knew he was known to be emo but I didn't really like to judge someone off gossip

Noel: My eyes widened slightly. "I'm an extreme nerd." I laughed. "I draw, write, I produce music. I do piercings and tattoos part time." I said and then thought a little. "Oh, and just because my hair is like this, I'm ungodly pale, and I have an awesome lip ring, doesn't mean I'm emo." I grinned.

Marcy - I shook my head, "Don't you hate the gossip. Do you have any tattoos?"

Rose: I laughed. "Yeah. Sorry." I said.

Noel: "Yeah. Down my side." I said, lifting my shirt up just above my rib cage. My side was covered in latin script. The only thing I could read fluently was: "Societate. Sacrificium. Ad effundendum sanguinem per alium conferre te esse te. Vere potes cura diligis, et da te socio æternum. Sed meminisse te oportet. Memento Mori!" I read the words out loud to her quietly. " It means: A partnership. A sacrifice. To shed blood for another means to give up yourself, your being. You can truely care, truely love, and give youself to your partner for all eternity. But, you must remember. Remember you will die."

Macy - I traced the letters lightly with my fingertips, "Beautiful." I'd always wanted a tattoo, but had never had the guts to get one. I stared at his and hear him whisper the meaning. A tear fell from my eyes, what could I say I was a hopeless romantic behind my wall of steel. "Beautiful," i repeated.

Noel: I let out a breathy laugh. "Thanks." I said. The tatto was at least 30 lines, but it was surrounded around that verse. (Which I happened to make up on the dot.)

Macy - I blushed, "Sorry, that was probably weird"

Derek - I finally found Macy, "There you are!" I sighed relief, "I've been looking for you everywhere." I hated the fact that I was jealous of that emo boy who everyone talked about. What was Marcy doing out here with him and his shirt halfway off?

Noel: "Not out of the norm." I grinned. "My days are full of weird. Oh, um, are you her... boyfriend?" I asked, looking between them.

Marcy - I gave Derek a look that said for him to get out and looked at Noel, "No, he's not my boyfriend! This is Derek, one of my friends."

Derek - I looked between them as Noel looked between us. "Best friend," I corrected.

Noel: "Oh, nice to meet you." I said smiling. Best friend, huh. Did that mean I had a running chance? Probably not. Did that mean I wouldn't try? Hellz not.

Derek: "You to," I smile back but it doesn't reach my eyes.

Macy: I roll my eyes at the two of them and look at Derek, "Did you want something?"

Derek: "Oh, no, just wanted to make sure you were ok," I nod to her and leave trying to look like I didn't care, but inside I was dying.

Macy: "sorry about that, he's just a little protective" I smiled

Noel: "Nah, I completely understand. But, do you think it's because of my image?" I asked, squinting one eyes slightly and pursing my lips. "Not this look, persay, but my image."

Macy - "Derek has a reputation for being dangerous, so I don't know why he acts the way he does around boys who I hang out with, I don't think it has to do with your image, just the fact that your male sets him off," I shrug.

Noel: Tha made me laugh. "So if I was an incredibly attractive lesbian, he wouldn't be alarmed?" I questioned and then started to laugh a little more. "I mean, I'm not a lesbian. I'm a male. I swear." I said. "If you kicked me below the belt I would definitely fall over and possibly cry. But don't get any ideas." I said, rubbing my rib cage and then dropping my hand.

Macy - I laughed as hard as he was, "I guess he wouldn't like lesbians either, well attractive ones anyway," I smile, "and really, I wouldn't be giving me any ideas, I take them very literally." I fake threatened

Jillian: I siged happily as I pulled up to the house. "Fun," I breathed before heading in. I saw some white wine, found my way out to back, where a couple- were they a couple?- were talking happily. I sipped my wine and looked at the moon. Beautiful.

Marcy - I caught sight of someone looking at the moon nearby and looked up at it as well. i could see why they would look at it, it was a sight to see.

Noel: "Oh. Note to self, Don't give Macy any ideas." I mumbled. "So, tell me about you." I said. "No matter how borng you may think you are."

Macy - "Hmm," I thought, "well, I'm known to be reckless, I hate being told what to do, my motto is "I did it because I wanted to and I wanted to because you told me not to", I hate ketchup, my favorite color is neon green, and I'm in love with Dracula."