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Post by [Jon Clark] on Aug 1, 2008 10:27:37 GMT -5
Jon walked out of the bar that he wasn't really suppose to be in, he had a buddy in there that was at least twenty five so he got in, his buddy was the bouncer. He was thinking about going shopping but at this point he was a little buzzed as well as hi. Jon stumbled down the curve and looked around at the the people, the one thing he hated about this place. They were close together, the only good thing about this place was the drinks and the hott drunk senoritas that walked around here. His blue eyes looking over the surroundings and giving each man a glare. Finally after feeling like he was going to fall over he sat down on the curve.
He leaned back and looked beside him, like cartoons there was a small cricket sitting beside him as if he was having troubles too. Jon ignored that fact and sat his head in his hand and elbow on his knee waiting for an idea to come to mind on what he should do tonight. He made a large sigh and looked back at the bug, still sitting there. Using Jon as a block so he wouldn't get stepped on. I hear ya he said to the bug. It was more the beer talking to that d**n bug but otherwise it was just his depressive state of mind, the one he always went to.
Backing into his thoughts again about what happened on his eighteenth birthday, he never wanted to relive that moment. It just came to show you that no one could be trusted no matter how much you loved them or they seemed to love you... love was a lie. He took out a smoke and puffed on it while sitting there.
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Post by stellamarie on Aug 1, 2008 10:53:39 GMT -5
Stella ran out of the bar, screaming and laughing with her friends. 'IM GONNA SMASH EVERYTHING!' she said, laughing and going into an ally way and coming out with a trash can. She shoved it with her foot towards one of her friends who moved out of the way and watched as the bin rolled down the big hill and smash into a few people. Stella doubled over in laughter and nealt down, laying on the cement. She looked up at the stars as her friends walked away. She was way to drunk to notice at the moment.
Stella heard a few people tell her to get up and curse at her. She flipped 'em the bird and went back to her star gazing. 'i guess getting kicked out of a bar isnt that bad.' She murmured to herself and looked around, her shoulders still on the cold ground. She huffed and pulled her skirt down, mad at everyone except the people she knew at this moment. She heard a voice on the curb and she rolled her head to look. It seemed to be a guy talking to a cricket. She rolled her eyes. mushrooms must be circulating tonight. She sighed and rolled onto her stomach. The thoughts that she should get out a roll and her credit card right now went through her mind, but she thought she could do it later, she was to tired for now.
A rude person stepped on her hand with a sharp heel. She sprung up in front of the woman. 'What the fuck!?' She said loudly, stopping the lady in her tracks and making her have a scared expression on her face. 'keep walkin' bitch, i know you cant handle this!' She said, and watched as the woman scuttled away. Stella laughed and layed back down, curling up in a ball, putting her knees to her chin and clinging to her shins.
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Post by [Jon Clark] on Aug 1, 2008 11:05:49 GMT -5
Jon peered at the ground in front of him, staring menacingly. It was like sand, rolling over each other, weird. He was so stoked up on weed at the moment. He sighed and then stood up to walk away when he heard commotion from a bitch talking to a bitch... more like yelling. She looked attractive enough and well he wasn't doing anything this afternoon. Picking up his feet he walked over to the girl now again laying on the ground. He looked down at her raising an eyebrow at why the hell she was laying in the middle of sixth street.
Looking back up to the sky which was black cause there was like tons of lights from the shops around. He looked back down to her and knelt down so she could hear him. You look like your waiting for a good time he said to her and nothing more. It wasn't much of a pick up line but hey he didn't care. He was on sixth street and could find action just about anywhere. Still he squatted here waiting for her answer. He was your average punk looking guy. He had spiked hair, dark clothes, piercings, leather wrist bands, and a tude to go with it all. He was a tall guy, nearly 6'4".
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Post by stellamarie on Aug 1, 2008 11:20:31 GMT -5
Stella heard a voice and she looked at the source, her eyes peering, trying to straighten out the distorted image that she was seeing. She arched her eyebrow for a moment and began her babbling slur of words. 'listen buddy, i aint no slut, im a civilized lady that doesnt like slutty men now piss off.' She said, putting her legs together and crossing her arms over her chest in protest. she gave him a haha, you cant get this look and smirked.
Stella wasnt into the punk type, dispite her bad ass choices. She prefered the models, now she would tap them.. twice. She made a spiral with her hair around her finger and pursed her lips. The look on her face was innocent, but she was wanting to get up and go back into the bar and into the vip area's bathroom. Thats where everyone gave her the free coke. mmm.. coke. She peered at the guy. 'okay listen dude.' She said, a mysterious look on her face. 'If you can get me back into that bar and back into the vip area, then i promise you' she poked his leg. 'You wont regret it.' She said, a fake naughty expression on her face.
Oddly, stella didnt get horny when she was drunk. just really.. immature and dumb. But whatever. She stood up and leaned against the wall, about to fall over. She laughed and smiled at the boy, still not telling him her name.
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Post by [Jon Clark] on Aug 1, 2008 11:29:56 GMT -5
He looked at her and stood up when she first denied him. He was about to just walk away cause there was hotter things he could screw. She just looked like the girl that would get a little dirty. He didn't care if she didn't want him to be honest there were millions of things he could do other then this. He paused and looked down at her when she started talking about a VIP room and rolled his eyes thinking if he should. She was already hi off her ass so getting more wouldn't hurt. He needed some shit too.
He said nothing really. He started walking to one of the bars and talked to the bouncer. The bouncer looked back at her and shrugged his shoulders with a nod. For guys it was hard for them to say no. Jon was a little brutal, if a girl pissed him off enough at the wrong time he could get violent as well. He hated back talk. Looking back at her he nodded for her to follow him. He took a step in the bar and made way through the people to the back room. Jon was sorta a pusher so other people walk walk close behind him if they wanted to get through quick.
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Post by stellamarie on Aug 1, 2008 11:43:48 GMT -5
Stella followed him for a bit, then branched off her own way. She shoved some plastic girls out of her way and made it to the VIP entrance. She smiled flirtaciously at the person guarding the door and he automatically let her in. She looked back at the boy and winked. She made her way to the bathroom and slammed the door open. 'Alrighty!' She said to the whole room. 'I need stuff!' She said, laughing. A petite girl that was about half her size walked up to her, handing her five tiny pouches, about the size of marbles, and stella handed her a hundred dollar bill. She went over to the sink and set the pouched beside it. She picked one up and got her credit card out. She layed out the coke and chopped it up with her card, shaping it into a straight line. She sighed and looked at it for a moment, then knealt down to the counter, putting her nose to the line. She sniffed and up it went. She got about three fourths down the ways and stopped for a second, and then finished it.
She stoop up and shifted a bit, brushing her hand across her nose, not wanting white powder on her nose, that was just embaressing. She looked at the boy. 'want some?' She asked, arching her eyebrow. She tossed a pouch to him and sat on the counter, sniffing a few times.
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Post by [Jon Clark] on Aug 1, 2008 11:56:02 GMT -5
He got to the room and went his own way and leaned against the wall. He had a huge head ache today from all the drinking and no food what so ever. After turning around and walking behind her, past her he stopped to listen and shook his head. I'm full he said patting his bags with a few bags in it. He looked down at her body, very horny at the moment but she already had said she wasn't interested. It was time to find someone that was.
Turning around he started to go hit on some girl that seemed interested but then her boyfriend walked up and that was a turn off to him. He turned to walk away but swung around to give the guy one big swift punch in the jaw. They started to fight but Jon over sized him easy and pushed him to the wall and laid in on him, his girlfriend letting the guys fight over her.
Her boyfriend nearly looked dead from the way his body just went lose. Jon slammed the guys head into the cement floor before finally pulling himself up. Stepping back a little he looked down at the toxic trash laying in front of him and gave him one last kick cause he wasn't getting up for him to get while he was up.
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Post by stellamarie on Aug 1, 2008 12:05:54 GMT -5
Stella shrugged and put the packets in her pocket. 'Suit yourself!' she said, just as he turned around. She rolled her eyes and when they were finished with the rumble she grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him out of the room. 'Come on rocky, its time to go.' She said, stumbling and feeling a bit faint, and sick. A bit more sick than usual. She turned around to him, 'Wait a second.' She said, throwing up in his direction. When she was done she sighed and put her finger to her mouth. 'Whoops.' she slurred, a shrug added.
Stella grabbed his wrist and ran him through the rest of the bar and out onto the side walk. She took a deep breath of the fresh air. It smelled of booze, smoke and contentness. Ahh, the smell of her life. She closed her eyes and watched the fireworks go off on her eyelids. She giggled and when it was over she looked at the boy. 'Whats your name by the way?' She asked, not letting go of his wrist just yet. She arched her eyebrow and cocked her head to the side.
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Post by [Jon Clark] on Aug 1, 2008 12:17:13 GMT -5
Jon felt his body being pulled out and really didn't like being man handled. He stopped and made her let go of his collar, he took a step forward and was nearly puked on. Glad he wasn't he felt her drag him again but it was a better more sensual way then his clothing. Smelling the air he waited for her to say something more and then she did, asking him his name. Jon he replied bluntly.
He walked forward not minding if she walked with him or not, his walk was slow and long. He was just out of things to do. His body warm from adrenalin pounding his body as well as being a little horny from the girl before and Stella. That just what kinda guy he was. He puffed and waited for something better to happen. He didn't know her name, he really didn't care. She was a person and that's all he needed to know.
What sucked is when the drugs wore off he got really depressed. So he tried to always be hi but then he figured he got sick too much after the fact and just let himself be the dark gloomy guy he was. Jon sighed looking up at the black blanket of a sky. He wanted to see 'him' again so he could beat the shit out of him again for taking his life away. He wanted the old life back, when he was happy.
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Post by stellamarie on Aug 1, 2008 12:28:31 GMT -5
Stella nodded at his name. She didnt tell her name, wanting her identity to be closed since she was thinking about getting back into modeling. She bit her lip and looked around for a moment. She didnt see anyone, good. She walked with him and could feel her head thumping, it had its own pulse feels like. She took another deep breath and she almost fell over. She laughed it off and shook her head ferociacly, making her hair cascade better down her shoulders. she skimmed her hand across her forehead, making her sidebangs get flung from her eyes.
Stella sighed loudly and waited for jon to say something. Its not like she didnt mind silence, but when she was drunk, she wanted to be happy, and this was just boring. She wanted to do something fun! she bit her lip and looked around, for something, anything really. She saw a couple of dudes eyeing her on one of the balcones. She turned towards the street and flipped her skirt up, revealing her black lace panties underneath. They nodded in approval and put her thumbs up. She nodded back and put her skirt on, laughing.
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