Adrien jumps casually stuffing the pills he'd been using for a leg up on the AP homework in his bag just in case Mark randomly decides to be social for once in his life. He waits... 1... 2... 3... He sighs in relief. "Safe."

Sissy:
*Looks at it*
Very hetero. It's perfect.
*she smiles at him*
Do you still want me to hold your hand if your dad is home?

Dakota Pink:
*looks away from Anne as she leaves*
-hearing the doorbell-
Anne! Someone's at the door!
-waiting-
Are you going to make me get my own door?
-more waiting-
*rolls her eyes and goes to open the door*


*opens the door to see Thayer*
Hey, girl

*Bernie gets ready for the memorial by snazzing up his usual attire, including that trademark bowtie.*

"Lookin' sharp, lookin' sharp...!"

*He goes back to the laptop once he's done to watch some obscure 90s TV show. He's gotta get into that obscure shit before he can really feel ready to face the day.*

*Kimberly follows her parents inside, having returned from the 9/11 Memorial Service held at her local church; she closes the door and faces her mother, who's cleaning the inside of their Jesus with a G gun*
And mama? Could you make sure to pray for Sara Sarah, tonight?
*After receiving a nod, Kimberly hurries up to her bedroom*

*Stoney spots a McDonald's on his way to the party and quickly pulls into it*

"Hey man can i get like 20 dollars worth of fries"

*Fletcher rolls his eyes*
"My parents are off on some business trip to Chicago."
*He looks at the shirt*
"You really think this is hetero enough?"

*Mark looks through his shit to get ready for the party and decides to holler to adrien since i assume their rooms are next to each other*
“You going to the party you fuck face loser?”

* Ilma spots Paloma's Post on Instagram and almost projectile vomits *
“ God she is so up the Barbie's funhouse on cracks ass but she's a minority so I'll like. ”
* Ilma likes her post *

Takes the mug and grabs my bag along the way to go up my room-

*Brad finishes working out*
*looks at himself in the mirror*



Damn im so hot...
*grabs his phone*
*texts in the Tennis group chat*

so where y'all wanna meet up for the partaaaaayy tonight?

*Amala quickly posts some half-hearted RIP Sarah Staus on her Twitter, clicking her nails on the back of her phone.*
^Just another year of these reindeer games and I'll be out of this place for good. I can block everyone and get on with my fifteen year plan.^
*She takes yet another deep breath, composing herself before she heads off to prep.*

Hey, girly!

(Thayer blows a kiss at Dakota and walks into the house)

Sorry I took so long, I had to walk because my mom sold our car on Craigslist. I asked her why and she said "she doesn't believe in cars anymore". Whatever that means.

(Thayer looks around)

Where's everyone else?

Anne Olive:
"her darting towards the door as she stuffs the rest of her brownie down her throat"
"Looking at Dakota"
Who`s here bitch?

*Stoney sits in the McDonald's car park liking posts about Sara Sarah's death*

"Man so sad. These fries are real nice though"