Delilah was trying to act like the crowd was paying attention to just her and not the fact that she just pushed Candice into the pool. “Honestly, I would compare you to a car crash that people can’t help but slow down and look at…but in a good way of course!” Kara said. She noticed that Delilah went to go sit in one of the sun loungers that were slightly behind them. She probably doesn’t want to get pushed in the pool Kara thought while trying not to snicker.
She awaited Delilah’s answer while shooting a shady glance to Candice now and then and shook her head when she heard her answer. She didn’t think Delilah would stoop so low as to gloat.
“Wow, you actually have your own personal boy toy store? Well, Couldn’t be me, probably because I couldn’t deal with my store being overcrowded…”
“Your turn. Truth or dare?” She looked straight in Delilah’s eyes while contemplating. She wasn’t going to be stupid enough to choose dare. After all, this was Delilah. She would probably make her streak and run around the party. “Truth, and make it good.” She looked over to Candice. “Ugh, you’re probably enjoying this.”
— Dominic Lucier
After parting ways with Delilah, Dominic walked through the party, drink in hand. He thought about his tasks and wondered if he was going to be able to complete them. He eventually situated himself in a corner of the room, observing the party as he leaned against the wall. He looked at all the guests, each one dressed up to some extent. Doesn’t matter who they were to me before. He thought to himself, taking a sip of his drink. They’re all my competition. He brought out of his thoughts as a guy walked up to him. “Hey! How’s it going?” He asked with a smile, attempting civil conversation.
Jezebel glanced around to see if she spotted the girl. When Jezebel saw her heading out the back she looked back towards Mikel. “That girl there, dark hair, heading out back.” Jezebel rolled her eyes thinking about the incident. It wasn’t the best idea to make enemies at the first party of the year, before the race had even truly begun. It was merely the night to scope out the competition and see where everyone stood to start with the first tasks. Tasks where despite the inability to complete one of them, Jezebel was already certain the other would be a piece of cake. Then at his comment, her lips curved into a slight smile. “Well I’m probably going to have to at this point. Fun aside, I doubt my shoes will be dry until the end of the night anyway. However, it’s probably not a good idea to walk around with champagne covered feet. So thanks for the help in finding the way through the crowd.” Jezebel already could feel the stickiness the champagne on her skin, but with all of the people, she did have to admit she had no idea where to find the bathroom.
As Candice listened to Delilah’s response, the girl couldn’t help but wonder whatever happened to the sweet 12-year-old she used to be friends with. Well… sweet may be an exaggeration. But… different. From the child she was, Delilah had changed quite a bit. Though, in retrospect, it seemed they all changed exponentially from their early teens: Candice being one of them. As CC’s father left a few years ago and her mother took full custody of her - a living nightmare of people - things definitely did take a turn for the worst. So, perhaps she could level with Delilah. Neither were the same people they were at 12-years-old.
The girl hadn’t even realized what was happening or being said in front of her until she heard Kara utter something along the lines of “you’re probably enjoying this”. Though, having been so lost in her previous thoughts, Candice truly had no idea what the girl meant. Perking her head to the side in slight confusion, she shrugged. Though more lucid than she was inside the party, she was still too tipsy to make sense of most of what was going on around her. “Hmm, I’mmm just an innocent bystander” the girl revealed with a slight laugh as she watched once more in silent intrigue at Kara and Delilah’s interaction.
Maybe you’ll understand if you try it… Wait, what was he going to do? She raised her eyebrows slowly… pursing her lips slowly. She was confused when he started unbuttoning his shirt. ‘‘Are you doing what I think you doing-’’
She slowly placed her drink onto the table and tutted, ‘‘But I dont have a bikini…?’’ Paris fussed playfully. She smiled so he knew she was joking about moaning about getting into the pool. Put it down and let’s be bold and eccentric.
She chuckled. I’ll maybe tell you a little secret, something I’ve heard about someone… ‘‘A secret? Aren’t the point of those for people not to tell anybody.’’ Paris smirked, she slowly took off her shoes and sat on the ledge pulling her dress up so it wouldn’t get wet.
The party was nice, but Valerie was starting to feel a bit bored.
The guy was nice but soon enough, after a bit of conversation and a few drinks, she had enough of sitting and talking by the bar.
“I think I’ll go to the bathroom, it was nice talking to you though!” She lightly smiled at him and got up, finished her drink and left the glass on the bar and headed away towards the bathroom.
Other than being quite tipsy, she wasn’t actually feeling like she’s needed to pee or anything but she could definitely use the refresher. A bit of a break.
As she came into the bathroom hall she stood in front of the mirror and let out a deep breath. After a while she heard the door open, she looked aside and saw Elodie. Valerie looked at her as she walked in, she was wearing a long flowing pink dress, which made her skin glow- and god knows that girl was beautiful. they were friends but things were sometimes a bit awkward between them which definitely sucked.
“Hey” she said with a light smile and ran a hand through her hair “you look great” she added @astxrism @nil mentioned
Only tasks were on her mind as she scanned the venue with Cadance. She felt like no one was excited as she was about this whole thing, no one could want this as much as she does. No matter what she had to do she would find a way… or at least that’s what she thought. Downing the drink she had in her hands she gently tapped the glass with her nails before putting the glass down and turning to Cadance. “I need to freshen up,” she sweetly said, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear before looking back at the direction of her next target. “I’ll be right back,” whispering, she grabbed her bag and started making her way towards the bathroom. The task she had wasn’t the… easiest one. It would be for someone that wasn’t, well, her. Making herself look more appealing seemed like it could help. She didn’t lack confidence, it was just a thing she’d never done before.
Walking in, she took a deep breath as she opened her bag grabbing a lipgloss but the moment she looked up she saw Valerie just standing there. “Hi,” putting on a sweet smile, she took a few steps closer leaving her bag on the counter as she turned to look at herself in the mirror. Sometimes, things were a bit weird between them but she always tried not to make them that way. She just didn’t want anything to ruin their friendship but not everything could be perfect. “Thank you, so do you,” with a faint chuckle she looked at Val’s reflection before bringing the lipgloss up to her lips. “Having fun?” Curiously asking as she applied the liquid gloss, she kept her eyes on herself just to not mess up anything. “Do you have any interesting tasks?” Shifting her gaze back to Val’s reflection she paused for a few second, smirking slightly before putting the gloss back in her bag and leaning in closer to fix he fake eyelashes.
‘‘But I don’t have a bikini…?’’
Knowing she was just joking by the look on her face he still looked around, opening his arm towards the people in the pool. “I think no one cares,” chuckling to himself, he let his gaze wander around the place until he noticed two girls he knew pretty well. Girls that shouldn’t be around each other because of the mess he made. If he was bored right now he would walk up to them, seeing what that gathering was all about that wasn’t the case. Looking back at Paris with a warm smile on, he crossed his arms trying not to think about what he just saw.
“Do you really care about that? The point of secrets?” Teasingly adding he watched her take off her shoes and sit on the ledge of the pool. “I have a sister so I hear a lot of things that sound very interesting,” laughing lightly he took off his own shoes not caring if she wanted to hear his story or not. It was just a harmless thing and she seemed like she liked stories. Walking over to her and sitting down next to her, letting his pants get wet, he looked down at the water staring at the reflection of all the lights around them. Water was always peaceful to him and being the sporty guy he loved swimming. “I don’t know if you know Candance but I’ve heard she sells feet pictures…” slowly looking up at her with a slightly mischievous smile on, he put his hands behind himself and leaned back. “Fun little story, isn’t it? But we’re not here to talk about that. Are you enjoying the party so far?”
He saw a small smile on her face and that was good. Being upset at a party is never fun, Mikel would know. Also don’t let the person who got you down know they have won. That will just give them an edge and make you look like you can’t stand up for yourself. Truthfully, he didn’t know anything more than one girl had poured champagne on another girls feet and there are probably two sides to every story. Or it was the other girls task maybe and she just earned herself some points already. His task. “What’s the rush in finding a bathroom now, you already have the shoes off and they are going to dry regardless.” He said to her with a shrug and raised his arms a bit while doing so. “I mean they are just shoes, it could’ve been something worse.” If she were to look at his shoes right now she would get what he meant by just shoes. His were worn down and had some writing on them here and there. He had a whole rack full of dress shoes that his mom had gotten for him for times like this but they have only probably been used a handful of times. When he is forced to wear them. He held a finger up. “Stay right here. I have an idea to cheer you up!” He said and turned quickly on his heels, walking towards the Dj who was playing a slow song at the moment. He whispered in the guys ear and soon enough he was walking back to his new companion with a michevious grin. “This song is in honor of the beautiful blonde in the Maroon dress.” Since mic irl didn’t yet know her name that’s the only way he knew how to describe her. Moments later a more up beat song started playing which caused more people to make their way to the dance floor. “Now you have the upper hand on whoever tried to ruin your night!” He told her and smirked a bit, biting the inside of his cheek while doing so. “Also what is your name?” He finally asked her since all he knows is the external features of this girl. @Littlefeets
I think no one cares… ‘‘You sure?’’ She looked around, ‘‘Alright fine.’’ Paris slowly removed her fur coat and slowly took of her dress revealing a bush up bra and pants and covered her self. ‘‘Ugh, I feel exposed.’’ She rolled her eyes pouting, then smirked.
He saw Dorian looking out two other girls, It was giving a vibe that he was checking them out which annoyed and ticked Paris off but she slowly brushed it off smiling when he turned back. Do you really care about that? The point of secrets?
‘‘Hm… let me think?’’ She looked up like she was thinking. ‘‘Eh, Nah!’’ She stuck out her tongue and smiled. ‘‘I think the drinks are getting to me-’’ Parus smirked. *I have a sister so I hear a lot of things that sound very interesting, ‘‘Quite an eaves dropper aren’t ya?’’ She winked.
I don’t know if you know Candance but I’ve heard she sells feet pictures… ‘‘Feet?’’ She was shocked, ‘‘I mean self confidence is nice but… no need to take pictures of you feet!’’ Paris joked. ‘‘And to sell them? Isn’t this school for the rich?’’
She looked serious. ‘‘Only joking… I guess she was bored.’’ She smirked, and chuckled.
She smiled at Kara comparing the attention she was being given as a car crash. “Works for me,” Delilah replied simply with a shrug. To her, any attention was good. If people were thinking about her, then Delilah had succeeded. But Delilah had this outlook because she had never experienced having her personal and darkest secrets out - and that was a kind of attention she hadn’t experienced and didn’t yet know about. And so, despite Kara being somewhat sarcastic about it being in a good way, Delilah actually saw the car crash-type attention as a positive.
Kara had given Delilah the exact reaction she had expected, and the one she wanted, and Delilah had to stop herself from laughing too loudly. “Kara, you can’t even manage to keep one boy in your store,” She replied, potentially referencing the past, still mid-laugh. “Let alone getting it overcrowded.”
After she picked truth, Kara switched her focus to Candice, whom Delilah had forgotten was there. She glanced down in disgust at Candice who had contributed in no way to the conversation and left Delilah alone to deal with Kara. But then Delilah looked back at Kara, who was anticipating a question from her. Delilah wasn’t really bothered about messing with Kara at this point, in fact, she wanted to leave the conversation as soon as possible. So, she didn’t put too much effort in choosing the question, though she still managed to choose one that would potentially throw Kara.
“Were you, and are you still, in love with Dorian DeLoughrey?”
“You’ll be fine,” he softly answered once she mentioned drinks, nudging her lightly with his leg. Making sure his sister was always alright all the time, it kind of became a habit of his to look out for other girls. He could understand if someone was lightheaded but he didn’t like girls that down glasses and glasses of drinks. There was nothing less attractive than that. He also wasn’t much of a drinker even if someone would assume he was. He knew how bad it was, especially for someone that wanted to pursue a soccer career. It didn’t mix well with sports. “I’m not. I was just fortunate enough to have a room right next to hers,” adding in a joking manner, he chuckled subtly rolling his eyes. Of course that wasn’t his favorite thing. Their house was big enough and yet his bedroom was the worst part of it.
“Yeah, you heard me right, I was just as shocked,” laughing, he shook his head in disbelief straightening up and resting his hands on his knees. “You can hear the most random stories about people in our school and it’s the best thing ever,” shifting his gaze from the water back to her, meeting her eyes, he returned the smirk staying quiet for a few seconds.
“Ok, I have one question for you…” with a serious expression on his face, he slightly leaned towards her, lowering his voice. To keep that tension lingering for a bit, he stayed at that position with a playful smile before pulling back and slowly taking of the shirt he’d already unbuttoned. “What questions annoy you the most?” He asked with, once again, serious expression and a hint of curiosity in his voice. “If a guy approaches you out of nowhere and asks you something?” Throwing the shirt to where his suit jacket was he looked back at her, slightly raising his brow.
Daniel couldn’t help the involuntary laugh which escaped his lips at her words. Taking a moment to regain his footing, he shook his head slightly. “I guess you haven’t heard that nerds rule the world, Bhaduri. So, word to the wise: I suggest you stay on my good side,” he uttered with a wink. Though, with how long the two of them had known each other – he doubted the girl would ever go so far over the line that they would no longer be friends… even if with that car ride she was treading the line veryyyyy closely. Yes. Killing Daniel on a way to a party was definitely a one-way trip on his “naughty” list.
Rolling his eyes as she decided to keep his phone, a slight groan escaped his lips. As weird as it was – Daniel did, indeed, feel naked without his phone. A hacker without his devices were like a truthful politician. It simply wasn’t the way things were done. Though if she wanted to play dirty, Daniel Parker was all for it. “You’ll definitely be regretting that decision by the end of the night,” he muttered before sighing as the girl ripped the drink out of his hand to replace it with champagne. Although, he couldn’t complain. He was getting major ‘James Bond’ vibes and he was loving it.
Raising the glass, he clinked his with hers before taking a sip. “So, Bhaduri. We both know that neither of us are leaving this party without getting both our tasks done. So why don’t we make this more interesting for both of us? Whoever gets their tasks done first gets anything they want from the other person. Unless, of course, you’re too scared to make a little deal with a nerd like myself?”
Delilah’s reply probably would’ve infuriated her earlier on, but now it just felt dull and a little irritating. “You know what, Touché.” Kara said while beginning to rub her temple.
“Were you, and are you still, in love with Dorian DeLoughrey?” I should’ve known this question would come up. Kara thought. “of course i wa…That ship has sailed okay? So leave it alone.” The old feeling of what happened started to rise up in Kara, which made her resent Delilah even more for bringing it up. “Are you still in love with him? Or did you just toss him aside?” Kara realized that her emotions were actually showing now, and she definitely didn’t want to show it in front of a girl that she didn’t even know well yet.
As Delilah and Kara continued to play the game, Kara taking a turn to answer something about Dorian - Candice couldn’t help but allow her eyes to wander around the pool. Watching everyone who seemed to be having the time of their lives. She almost wished she could trade places with one of them - any of them. Half of them weren’t even attempting to play Blue Royalty - and she wished she could be one of those people. Honestly, being anyone but “Candice Clarke” seemed like a good trade at the moment, despite the fact that many would argue the opposite. Hell, if she had a nickel for every time someone said they would love to be in her shoes… well, she’d be exactly where she was because as sad as it was to say - money didn’t solve everything. Trust CC on that, her family had enough money to know.
Allowing her eyes to wander to the side of the pool, Candice couldn’t help but think ‘speak of the devil’ as Dorian had made an appearance with another girl - though she couldn’t tell who as Candice’s vision was still slightly impaired as her body was reeling from the copious amount of alcohol she had been consuming hours earlier.
Though she snapped out of her distraction when she heard Kara speak - her voice cracking slightly that made Candice’s heart break slightly. Though she never really knew Kara nor Dorian too well, one thing Candice was well versed in was heartbreak. “Hey…” Candice whispered, low enough that Delilah who was sitting further apart from them couldn’t hear. Though drunk, she still understood that this was something that Delilah shouldn’t overhear. “If you ever want to talk… let me know,” she continued with a slight smile.
@novella - Delilah Hawthrone @Kbail - Kara Melbourne @astxrism - Dorian DeLoughrey (Slightly Mentioned) @wishh.writes - Paris La Dubois (Very Slightly Mentioned)
Delilah could see that the question had caught Kara off-guard and really hit her, and she could see that even the drunken Candice had surprisingly noticed it too. Kara replied hastily, and Delilah knew that was a way to cover up the fact that she was upset. Though she should feel bad, Delilah only felt satisfied. Besides, Kara had basically been asking for it since the moment she sat with them, challenging Delilah was always a mistake - and it was time Kara finally learnt that.
“Please, I never was in love with him,” Delilah replied when Kara redirected the question at her. Delilah wasn’t (and had never been) in love with anyone, especially not someone like Dorian who she’d hooked up with one time. It was what made being someone like her so easy if you don’t love anyone you don’t have moments where you are caught off-guard - Kara being the perfect example of this. As her eyes wandered back down to where Candice was, she could hear inaudible mumbling coming from her to Kara, to which Delilah rolled her eyes.
She briskly stood up and looked down at the butt-hurt Kara and intoxicated Candice. “Well, this has been riveting,” Delilah stated with blunt sarcasm. “But now I’m going to go… anywhere but here.” Without waiting for a response from them, she turned her back to them and strutted back inside. Delilah stopped immediately when she saw someone sat at the bar: Lyonrad Sei Fulcruth.
There was an empty seat next to his, and so Delilah went and took it. She looked him up and down, knowing almost instantly that he had been drinking a bit too much. “Well, you look horrendous,” Delilah commented, humorously.
@Nil— Lyonrad Sei Fulcruth @benitz786— Candice Clarke (mentioned) @Kbail— Kara Melbourne (mentioned) @astxrism— Dorian DeLoughrey (mentioned)
“I’m not. I was just fortunate enough to have a room right next to hers… ‘‘Mm… sure.’’ She smirked, and looked around and then got into the pool fully and and scruffled her hair before looking around. Paris splashed Dorian. Paris was opening up to more fun because she was drinking.
Yeah, you heard me right, I was just as shocked, ‘‘Damn… but feet pics? High-school can turn people into a new breed.’’ Paris joked… You can hear the most random stories about people in our school and it’s the best thing ever… ‘‘Wow? Privacy Invaded… but If you think about it, what if people are purposely sending out stories to keep being mentioned, and raise social status?’’
‘‘Sorry… If I sound like a conspiracy theorist.’’ She said slowly, and chuckled. Ok, I have one question for you… ‘‘Yeah?’’ Paris raised her eyebrow and crossed her arm. What questions annoy you the most? ‘‘Hm… let me think!’’
If a guy approaches you out of nowhere and asks you something? ‘‘Uh, well if he just walks up to me and asks me if he wants his number out of nowhere… just weird small talk.’’ She shrugged, ‘‘How about you? What questions annoy you the most.’’ She said, leaning on her elbow.
Thank you, so do you,
Valerie smiled too and ran a hand through her hair “thanks” she said Having fun?
“Could be better, a bit bored” she chuckled “are you?” She asked with a lightly raised brow and slightly leaned backwards against the sink looking sideways as Elodie Do you have any interesting tasks?
“Not really” she shrugged. One of her tasks she didn’t really mind and didn’t understand why it’s even a task, but the other one wasn’t exactly her cup of tea. She didn’t want to do it, she knew there are going to be consequences for her actions… but she also wanted to complete her tasks. “A bit annoying” she frowned lightly for a second “yours?” She asked changing the subject from herself back to Elodie
“On fleek like always” she smirked lightly as she watched her close her makeup kit @astxrism
“I feel like the night only started…” trying to focus on her make-up, she mumbled. Knowing what her tasks were like she expected some fun things to happen tonight. And it wasn’t only because of tasks but people that were here. Not everyone was friendly, just like her they all had someone people they didn’t like and starting this game was like preparing for a disaster. “It will only get better,” shrugging her shoulders, she smiled cheekily running her hands through her hair.
“Mine are, well…” chuckling, she looked down at her bag just to see if everything she brought with her was still there. “I can’t really say but they are interesting.” Gently biting her lip to hide the smirk that was starting to form on her lips, she picked up a little bottle of perfume that she somehow always manages to shove in her bag. Floral fragrances never disappoint her, those were her favorite especially that Gucci one she always carries with her. Putting it back in her bag and closing it, Valerie spoke up making her freeze for a second, hoping she didn’t notice that. It was just a compliment but she still gets some weird vibes when she hears things like that. Putting on a sweet smile she looked up, turning to face Val completely as she nervously fixed her dress. “Like always,” ignoring those vibes, she added confidently and laughed lightly, resting her hands on her hips. “But seriously, do I look good enough to approach someone?”
“I’ve never thought about it that way,” furrowing his brows as he tried to process what she said he kept his eyes on her, not breaking eye contact. That definitely was something people would do, but so far never someone he knew. He would personally never do that, there were so many other ways he would get people to talk about him. The position he had at school was enough for him. “That makes a lot of sense.” Adding while still laughing lightly, he shrugged his shoulders staying quiet for a bit as he listened to her.
“That annoys you, really?” Resting his hands down on the edge of the pool as he leaned forward looking down at her, he chuckled raising his brow curiously. “Do you want my number, Paris?” He asked in a joking manner, looking around the place as he ran his hand through his hair before resting his eyes on her again, subtly biting his lips. He personally didn’t hated that, it could be entertaining sometimes but it always depends on the situation. It was something he didn’t mind experiencing. “What annoys me, huh?” Slightly tilting his head to the side, he looked down at the water tracing small circles with his finger. “When someone asks me on a date,” saying it through a chuckle, he straightened up before slowly lowering himself in the cold water. that didn’t really annoy him, it was just the first thing that came to his mind. In fact, he didn’t mind most things, being as laid back as he was he found joy in most things.
