We're only this old once, so we can get away with this!

Seviah: "Yeah, you're right..." I said, looking around. "You gonna head back to your house and get ready or you gonna steal on of my glow sticks?" I asked, waving several of them towards him. I didn't really have much to do except my hair and body paint.

(BRB)

mmkay

Quinn: "Nah I'll chill here." I took her body paint and sprayed a straight line going from my neck to my crotch, then drew a line going from that point down both my legs, a circle around my face and line on my arm. I'd look like a stick figure. Then I took a glow stick and broke it apart, smearing the liquid on my cloths and making warpaint. "Done."

Seviah: "Nice." I laughed, then ran into my room, switching my shirt our of a torn bellt shirt, a pair of white short shorts and torn up leggings. I got back in the room and did my hair in two messy braids that hung over my shoulders. I started making indian designs on my face with the glowin the dark paint and then moved to line my stomach. I used a broken glowstick to make hand prints on my leggings and I smiled, too. "Done." Now for mental preperation.

Quinn: I grinned at her appearance. "Nice. We have two hours. Whaddya wanna do till then?" I looked over at Skylars house across the road and saw her silhouette watching us. Crazy stalker... I hated Skylar. I really did. For all that she did to me. But I was polite because she had my baby.

Seviah: "I dunno..." I said. "We should go and grab a bite. I really want to see a waiter's eyes, taking us in." I smiled.

Quinn: "Good idea. There's a place by Boardwalk that we can go to." Boardwalk was a street, but it wasn't really called Boardwalk. It was nicknamed that because all boardwalks were held there. It was always so alive at night, party or not.

Seviah: "Coolio." I smiled. "Lemme get my backpack." I grinned, grabbing the soft monkey backpack. It was really small, more like a purse with straps.

Quinn: I rolled my eyes. "Why do carry that thing?" I asked curiosely. She looked like a 5 year old whenever she took it. But I didn't tell her that. I messed up my hair and fixed it again. "My hair is so awesome!" I shouted randomly, tilting my head back and leaning backwards in a victory shout.

Seviah: "Because." I said, sticking my bottom lip out. "I love my monkey. And on the contraire, my hair is awesome." I said, primping it up.

Quinn: "Mine's better. Look how emo it is," I said, shaking my head to make it flap around. "Its funny because it contradicts my personality. Agree?"

Seviah: "Yes, very contradiction-ish. Look how scene my hair is. It matches me perfectly." I smiled. I pulled a small black ring out of my back pocket and hooked it into my nose. "All ready to go." I smiled.

Quinn: "Good. Let's go." We left her house and walked across the street to my car. I got in and my phone vibrated. Text from Skylar:

I'm sorry you hate me.

I sighed and tossed the phone in the backseat.

Seviah: I nodded and got in the passenger seat, glansing at him out of the corner of my eyes. "You better not get drunk tonight." I warned, but my tone stayed friendly.

(I have to go for the night.)

((ok ))

Quinn: "Ill try to stay in control, but I'm not making any promises. If I do, or if you think I am, take care of me, okay?" I don't need another pregnant girl on my mind.

(where can i come in?)

Seviah: I nodded. "Yeah, I'll make sure of it." I smiled a little bit. "I'm very responisble.. Especially now that I'm an adult." I grinned. My 18th had been a couple weeks ago and now it ferlt weird to call my self a grown up.

asueu13 wrote:(where can i come in?)

I could make a new guy... I've been waiting for a chance to use him.

Quinn: I smiled. "And take my car keys okay?" I already had a plan to get drunk. Not... All out of control, drunk. Maybe just... Hazy? Yeah, that's it. I just don't give a damn anymore. I won't be reprimanded for it, and I only had five months of fun before I was kicked out by my own parents.

Seviah: I nodded and pretended to check it off my invisible checklist. "Okie-dokie." I said with a smaller smile. We were close to Boardwalk when we parked.

Quinn: I stepped out of the car and began walking towards the joint. "Look." I pointed to the building that was going to hold the rave. It's walls were nearly black with spraypaint.

Seviah: "Sickness." I grinned. "So, where are we gonna eat?" i asked. Some people who were walking by looked at us, their eyes wide. I wanted to laugh, but held it in, looking completely normal. I glanced back at Quinn, seeing how he was dealing.

Quinn: "Nowhere, we're gonna stand around and inhale the fresh scent of food, and then we're leaving," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "There's a place by the bank. I cant remember what it's called. Something Italian..." I caught people's stares and glared. "What? Got a problem with me?" I said angrily. They looked at me as if they were disgusted.

Seviah: i grimaced a little. Italian food. "Yep, if you say so." i smiled.

Quinn: I was having a glare-contest with a stranger crossing the road, I almost didn't hear the cringe in Seviah's tone. "We can go somewhere else. I really don't care. I wish these people would stop staring... What'd I do? Besides the obvious, I mean."

Seviah: I grinned and wraped my arm around a telephone pole and spun. "I don't think you did anything beside having a great rave outfit." I laughed. "How about chinese food instead?" I asked.