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Post by JOEL CARTER BROOKS on Mar 2, 2014 20:58:02 GMT -5
Joel sat across from Blake, smiling as he finally got her to hold her hands up so that he could play paper football. When he had seen them heading out, and found out that they were getting to tacos he decided he had to tag along. Sorry Asher – three a.m. was going to get there a lot more quickly than he intended. But who cared? You could sleep on the plane. When you were home you had to make the most of it. “ Georgia says this place is the best. She looked really sad we were going without her,” he said as he sat with his arm against the back of his chair. When the waitress finally came towards their table Joel sat up, giving a smile. “ Yeah can we get six margaritas right away, and twelve shots” he said, gesturing around the table. “ Oh and some chips and salsa if you guys have that, thank you “ he said, taking the menu as she held it out. The place seemed to be pretty packed, Joel looked over his shoulder at the dance floor behind himself. “ We gotta get Blake drunk so we can take her to see loverboy,” he yelled over the music to Rosie with a smile on his lips. “ Yo, Parker. Come dance with me,” he said, starting to stand up as he tilt his head to the dance floor. “ Leave your bible at the table, come on girl,” he said, coming to her side of the table and taking her by the hand before pulling her away.
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Post by BLAKE EMMA PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 20:58:35 GMT -5
Blake had been sitting beside Dylan, trying to play thumbwar with him like when they were kids. But she wasn’t able to outsmart him anymore, he’d gotten too good at it. She scrunched her nose, trying to beat him when she heard Joel ordering drinks. She widened her eyes a bit, “ Can we get six waters too please?” she asked quickly before the waitress took off and did her best to catch her eye so that she could tell her that she was picking up the check. Blake leaned back onto the table, placing her chin in her hand as she listened to the way that Rosie and Dylan were talking to one another. She knew that Dylan went out a lot and had a ‘good ‘ time. But this was the first time she had seen a genuine smile on both of her cousins faces since their entire world had spiraled out of control. Thankfully it seemed like the girls they were talking to seemed just as interested in them. She didn’t want to write anymore sad songs for a while. “ You have a CRUSH?!” Rosie said as she leaned forward to look at Blake. Wait, what had Joel said to her? Blake made a confused face as she looked between them. “ I do?” she questioned, realizing that maybe Joel knew something about herself that she didn’t. But before she could turn him down, he was talking about leaving her bible at the table and pulling her away. Blake sighed, “ I dwarf you,” she said as they got to the dance floor. But as soon as Joel tried to break out his sexy movies, Blake shook her head, opting for her own dorkier dance moves instead.
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Post by ROSELYN RAE DAVIS on Mar 2, 2014 20:59:05 GMT -5
Rosie subconsciously kept her hand on Dylan’s arm as she leaned in closer to hear what Joel was saying. How cute was that? Especially since Rosie knew all too well what it was like to have a crush –particularly right now. But that probably meant that Blake would be putting a new album out soon, and that’s gotta be fun. Rosie smiled as she looked back at Dylan, trying to catch his eye. When he finally looked her way, she leaned in to give him a kiss. “ I don’t know if I should go to a banquet type event with you,” she said as she teased him, “ We don’t have a history of getting along at those,” Rosie said as she kept her attention turned towards him, resting her chin in her hand but unable to give that smile on her face a rest. Something about this kid… “ Are you asking me to be your date to a formal event?’ she questioned him with a lift of her eyebrow. But in the nick of time the waitress was returning with all of their drinks, causing Rosie to sit up to make room for the drinks and chips. She reached for the glass of water first ; not realizing how dry her mouth had gotten from the party earlier.
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Senior - Broadway Singer
High School Student
all i wanna do is watch moulin rouge.
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Post by BOBBIE JACQUELINE BRYAN on Mar 2, 2014 20:59:36 GMT -5
Bobbie pushed her hair behind her ear as she looked down at the menu, keeping her hand over Dereks leg and knee, tracing her fingers in small circles. “ Look, babe” she said, pointing towards a taco platter that he might like. Soft tacos, crunchy tacos, fried tacos. But she decided what she wanted as she saw the seafood tacos listed, closing her menu with finality. ” Oh can we get two more shots really quickly before the two of them get back to the table?” Bobbie asked the waitress before she leaned forward to pick up two of them and handed one over to Derek. She wanted to be able to have one now; but also be able to have one with Blake and Joel when they finally got back to the table. Bobbie moved her hand away from his leg and turned to face him even more, placing her own legs over one of his own as she scoot closer to him. “ Wanna take a shot with me?” she asked with a smile; though it did amuse her how many connotations that could have. A literal shot of tequila, a chance on each other. Bobbie threw her shot back quickly before taking Dereks’ lime away and putting it between her lips, trying not to smile so it wouldn’t fall out.
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Post by DEREK EDWARD PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 21:37:15 GMT -5
Derek laughed about everyone making fun of Blake and her crush. The funny part was that everyone at the table knew she had a crush and she was over like, what? Me? Yes you, ya goon. Blake and Joel had left to dance, Derek reaching for his water to take a sip, looking at where Bobbie was pointing on the menu, ”Ooh, yeah. That looks good.” he mentioned, drinking his water and set it back down, pulling her legs onto his lap. He smiled, taking the shot glass from her and looped his arm around hers before tossing it back. He reached for his lime, looking at her taking it and shook his head. So he was gonna need to go get that. He leaned over, taking the lime in his mouth and bit down on it, taking it from his mouth and laughed, kissing her quickly before setting it back down. ”So,” he began, ”About this school musical. Is this going to be your last one then? For your high school career, I mean.”
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Senior - Broadway Singer
High School Student
all i wanna do is watch moulin rouge.
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Post by BOBBIE JACQUELINE BRYAN on Mar 2, 2014 21:44:14 GMT -5
Bobbie lift her eyebrows as he asked whether it was the last of her musicals while being in highschool. “Yeah and I’m… I’m kind of nervous,” she said while scrunching her nose. “ It’s just my entire life I wanted this and I have made it known that when I graduate this is what I want to do.. but what if it’s the last one…ever?” she asked with sort of a sad smile. “ I mean every school has a version of me, right? So when I go out and try to nail auditions, that’s a hundred other girls dream too, who are just as good if not better than me.” she said, twirling her finger over the top of her water glass. “ I just don’t want to disappoint my mom either,” she said, shrugging her shoulder slightly. “ I just wish I had some sort of edge over the other girls in broadway, a way to get their attention before I’m even there.. get a chance to make my name look familiar on the roster of girls auditioning. Some way to stand out before I sing… a leg up… you get it. But I mean… there’s really nothing I can do,” she said pushing some of her hair behind her ear. “ But I mean I prepared for it. I applied to college. I know what my major will be.. I just hope I don’t have to use my fall back plan. And if it’s going to be my last musical ever I want so badly for it to be perfect, and I feel like I’m putting extra pressure on everyone because since my mom’s not there it’s already falling short. I just want it to be magical…” she said, smiling slowly before looking back up at him. “ No pressure,”
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Post by DYLAN DAVID PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 22:21:01 GMT -5
Dylan draped his arm behind Rosie along the back of her chair, leaning over to grab a menu, ”What?!” he joked, feigning surprise, ”It’s been my personal experience, if my memory serves me right, that you and I get along just perfectly at those banquet events,” he smirked. Dylan opened the menu in front of him, subconsciously leaning toward her, ”Yup, a formal event. I have to wear a tux and everything,” he nodded, thinking about getting a burrito. He pulled their drinks closer to them, sipping his water and glanced over at her. He kept asking her to things and to hang out and he was asking her without the intention of just wanting to hook up, even though they did that too some of the time. Dylan made a mental note that he was going to need to have a real sober conversation about it later with her. Because he thought it was fair they both knew what they were getting into so no one got the wrong idea. He was pretty sure they both wanted the same thing though. It just needed to be laid out on the table. ”So what are your spring break plans then?” he asked, his hand resting on her leg.
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Post by ROSELYN RAE DAVIS on Mar 2, 2014 22:30:15 GMT -5
Rosie smiled as he played coy about their experience with formal events. But this time, she was making a mental note to herself that she couldn’t take her dress off in front of everyone cause that might embarrass his mother and father. Rosie brought her hand down to his that was on her leg and held onto it. “ I’m actually going back packing,” she said excitedly. “ Ryan and I are going to head to Europe and do the whole back pack experience.. stay at a hostel or two maybe,” she said before using her free hand to pick up her drink and take a sip. ‘ Are you doing anything I mean I know that Derek is going somewhere warm.. Are you doing anything with the band?” she questioned, starting to trace her thumb against his hand as she watched him, smiling at how comfortable he looked in the chaos around him.
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Post by DEREK EDWARD PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 22:36:01 GMT -5
Derek listened while Bobbie spoke about Broadway and all the ‘what ifs’. She had been smart to have a back plan, but he hoped she never had to actually use it. She was right though; there were hundreds of other girls who wanted the same things she did. She needed an edge. Derek wasn’t exactly an expert in Broadway technicalities either. But he could at least make her last show in high school as perfect as possible. That, he actually had a hand in controlling. Derek didn’t even want to be in the musical and they were making him do it because he basically was an asshole at school. He figured he could just be like, a person in the chorus, in the back ground. He didn’t even think an audition should be required for that, but they made him do that too. You could say he was shocked when they gave him the lead. He even tried to give it away to the understudy but they wouldn’t let him. And Bobbie was pleased that he’d gotten it. And he knew the dancing was a piece of cake, and his singing was okay if he practiced. He was more nervous about the actual acting. On the bright side, he wouldn’t have to fake being in love with he, he had that going for him. Derek laughed, pretending to be concerned, ”I am going to need a lotttt more practice,” he joked and then shook his head, ”Honestly I think it’s going to be perfect. Your performance will be nothing short of perfection, and I… well. I got it under control,” he said decisively. He really needed to study his lines more.
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Senior - Broadway Singer
High School Student
all i wanna do is watch moulin rouge.
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Post by BOBBIE JACQUELINE BRYAN on Mar 2, 2014 23:13:22 GMT -5
“ You don’t need a single moment of practice,” she said, leaning towards him to give him a quick kiss. Bobbie reached over to take a few chips, offering some to him. She kept quiet as he said that her performance would be perfection. She’d never felt such a lack of confidence in her life. It was like when her mom left she took it with her. So instead she brushed over it, chewing on a couple of chips quietly. But she didn’t want to be a downer for the remainder of the night so instead she threw on a bright smile. “However it turns out, it will be my favorite performance of all time. I have a very handsome co-star” she said as she wiggled her eyebrows. When the waitress came back, she went ahead and placed the order for most of the table since they all seemed to be caught up in their conversations. “Okay Dylan. Let’s play a game. We have to keep people drinking. Never have I ever?” she asked as she wiggled her eyebrows. “ Babe you start,” she said, leaning into Derek’s side as she finished off her margarita.
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New album this spring, GET PSYCHED
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Post by DYLAN DAVID PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 23:25:56 GMT -5
Dylan smiled, ”Backpacking in Europe, huh?” It felt like a century ago when he had been over there. ”Europe is such a cool place to go. Everything is just so much older and charming.” Dylan grabbed his drink, sipping on it. Of course last time he had been in Europe touring, it had been a bit of a catastrophe to say the least, leaving him obviously to rush back stateside where he’d been since. Tour had been put on hold, dates pushed back indefinitely. Now their summer tour was starting a month earlier than it was supposed to make up for it. They had their album to finish. Dylan nodded, thinking about spring break, ”Yeah I’m going back down to Miami for a few weeks to finish recording the new album. It’d mostly written but there are deadlines to be met,” he shrugged, swirling his glass in front of himself. Dylan looked over when Bobbie mentioned playing a game, grinning, ”I am always the first one out,” he fake pouted, ”Let’s play, I guesssss,” he teased. He eyed Derek who was thinking of the first question, willing him to pick something Dylan hadn’t done but let’s be real, what hadn’t he done?
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Post by DEREK EDWARD PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 23:31:19 GMT -5
Derek ate the chips Bobbie had put in from of him, "Okay, never have I ever." Derek thought for a moment, he was really bad of thinking of stuff, he only could ever think of stuff he had done. WHat had be not done? "umm... never have I ever... been outside of the States." "You scumbag," Dylan spat jokingly at him, having to put a finger down.
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Senior - Broadway Singer
High School Student
all i wanna do is watch moulin rouge.
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Post by BOBBIE JACQUELINE BRYAN on Mar 2, 2014 23:36:41 GMT -5
Bobbie leaned over, stealing a sip of Derek’s margarita when he wasn’t looking, busying himself with thinking of a question. But thankfully she didn’t have to put a finger town, except she lift her eyebrows as she watched him. “ We won’t be able to say that next week,” she said with a smile. “ Okay, never have I ever… made out with a girl,” she said, making a ‘ha’ face at Derek as she narrowed her eyes at him.
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Post by ROSELYN RAE DAVIS on Mar 2, 2014 23:37:11 GMT -5
Rosie frowned, looking at two fingers that were down now. “ Well this game is rigged,” she said flatly. She took in a deep breath, puffing out her cheeks as she tried to think of something she could say. “Oh, okay. Never have I ever been home before curfew,” she said, instantly making a ‘wtf’ face. “ I’m really bad at thinking of questions,” she said sadly.
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New album this spring, GET PSYCHED
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Post by DYLAN DAVID PARKER on Mar 2, 2014 23:48:40 GMT -5
Dylan laughed, looking at Rosie who had put her finger down for having made out with a girl as well apparently. "Nope, no way, I've literally been home after curfew my whole life," he joked. "Never have I ever been penetrated," he said matter of factly. his options were limited.
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