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Alright then C: do we want to start with a scene where all eight of them are present? I think for that a party would make the most sense...or we don't have to have all eight of them together at once.
let's do a party. I mean, we could have a few who don't attend, like, possibly Jamie, or Olivia, or, Cass, but, I think it makes sense to have the majority go. I dunno. I think we should take most of the relationships pretty slow, or at least, some of them, specifically Cass and Olivia.
Yeah for sure. We should let them develop gradually on their own pace, you know? otherwise it feels forced. And definitely with Cass and Olivia.
So the twins and Charlie and Dianna? could go to the party together and we just take it from there?
So the twins and Charlie and Dianna? could go to the party together and we just take it from there?
yeah, let's do that! the others will come into the story when it feels natural
Okay! Do you want to start us off or should I?
Either works! If you want to start us off, you can! I have to get some progress on an essay so, it might be a bit before I could start us off.
I don't mind starting but I'm at school right now so it'll be a little while for me too lol. I'll post in a bit :)
okay, sounds good! I'll be around!
Hey quick question: what city are we setting this in? Should it be a real one or a fictional one or?
let's do a fake city and fake college. we could then create the mascot and think of things in the city as we go, you know? I'm sure they will need things to do and it's better we don't limit ourselves haha.
Yeah sounds perfect! Sorry i still haven't gotten around to this, meant to this evening but then I had to drive my dad to some thing he had like five cities over. I'll try to get this tonight but if I don't that means I fell asleep :/
Finley
It was nearing midnight, but Finley March couldn't have been more awake. She'd been drinking slowly and steadily for the past few hours, but it was a Friday night and, after all, no Friday night spent sober had ever claimed to also be a Friday night well spent. She could feel herself unwinding as the night wore on, everything that had been so terribly important only hours ago now melting away until there were only the grins flashing across the faces of her friends and the overwhelming sound of the crowd. The laughs and shouts and voices tangled together into one lovely, chaotic roar that swelled around her and swallowed her whole. Finley went willingly. The music seemed to meld with her pulse until it thrummed wildly through her veins, under her skin, welded with her heartbeat until she couldn't tell the two things apart. At one point she'd been dancing with this guy she only barely knew...Ken, she thought his name was. But then she'd lost him in the crowd and she'd migrated somehow to the fringes of the room now, and there was a tall, tall girl dancing with her who had the most beautiful glittering smile and green, green eyes...
Maybe she had had one drink too many, she thought dizzily as the green-eyed girl dipped her head into the crook of Finley's neck, her lips brushing against the bare skin there. It was a feather of a kiss, no longer than a millisecond and barely even there. The girl's touch sizzled down Finley's spine and into her stomach like too much strong wine: at once electrifying and addictive and completely terrifying.
A tiny, insistent voice in the back of her head nagged at her, warning her that even though this girl wasn't from the university, they were still in a crowded room. At a party. With people everywhere, many of them people who knew her and would recognize her. Not to mention that her twin brother, Wesley, and Dianna and Charlie, two of her closest friends, had come with her and were definitely somewhere around still. They were out of sight for now, but any minute they could come searching for her.
Careful, Finley, careful.
Dianna
It was Friday night, so there was nothing urgent they'd have to get up early for the next morning. Which was a good thing, because the other three at least would probably be gloriously hungover. And even though it hadn't gotten too awfully late yet, Dianna was ready to leave. It wasn't that she didn't like parties. In fact, sometimes it felt like she'd spent most of her high school at some party or other. More often than not with Wesley and Finley and Jamie: the first real friends she'd ever had.
Somehow, it wasn't the same anymore without Jamie. Hadn't been the same for a long time now. Out of her friends, he'd always been the one she'd been closest to. But ever since the accident...it was like in a way he'd shut down.
Dianna had drawn the short straw for this party, which mean it was her turn to make sure none of the others did anything too stupid and to corral them up and drive them home once the party died. Which meant she was now the only sober person --or at least one of the only few sober people--left in a whole houseful of terribly drunk people. She'd danced until her legs were tired, had explored the house and found nothing even fairly interesting, had drifted from conversation to conversation until she was bored and very ready to get out. She'd ended up on the back porch where it was less stuffy and not nearly as loud. Most importantly, on the porch she was alone. Which was the way she liked it.
She wasn't sure where the others were, but after a minute she turned to head back into the house. Finley had been dancing with some guy last Dianna had seen her; Wesley had been playing some stupid drinking game with a bunch of guys. Charlie had disappeared to who knew where. It was a big house, and it would probably take some time for her to track all three of them down. Wesley first, she decided, or he'd be heading off with some girl for the night.
Knowing him, he might already have done.
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any ideas?