FORTUNE'S FAVOR

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Her feet were hurting from her heels and from the amount she had drank after being unsure she was totally sober from the night before, it was time for Amethyst to head to her own cottage. She stumbled as she walked, her heels hanging on her fingers. Once she reached the entrance, she leaned against the railing of the stairs, trying to sober up enough to make it the rest of the way to her room. While she was stopped, a whiff of smoke caught her nose. Her eyebrows furrowed at she stood up straight. She turned her head in either direction, but there was no fire. Scratching the top of her head, she followed the scent of smoke until she came upon Will burning things. “Don’t you have anything better to do?” She let out. It took her a moment, but the sight of the silk pink pillow case hanging half way out of the fire made her realize what he was actually doing. “What the fuck?!” She stumbled closer to the other, giving him a push once she reached him. “Why would you do this?” She looked up at him, her expression showing anger. “Yeah, I fucked over your brother, but it was years ago!” It came with another push. “You asshole!”

Amethyst had ditched the party and wandered off to explore the town more. She found herself at a local bar. It was one of the best places to go when she wanted a bit of a banter with a stranger. Her fingertip was twirling around the brim of her glass, her hand in her chin as she listen to some man go on about his brand new business. She tuned out of the conversation half way in. Instead, someone else had caught her eye. His back was turned from her, but she knew his type without having to see him fully. An idea popped into her mind as she stared. The stranger would be the perfect one to upset her father. She could have some fun all while making her father mad. Though she wasn’t going to walk up to him herself, she had to wait until the other would initiate. With a sigh, she turned to the boring brood that was still talking. Amethyst put on a fake smile and reached out to touch the man’s hand, hoping that the other stranger was watching. | @liighter

“Good luck sweating, then.” Her eyes rolled at the other, as she thought she was only offering help. She watched as Jude took the bottle from her hand and open it. She settled in the lounge chair preparing to be rubbed down by the other. Though it was the complete opposite. Before she could say anything, the lotion was squirted onto her stomach. It caused her to throw her hands up and her mouth to open. A gasp escaped through her open mouth. She rubbed her hand over the excess lotion and swiped it onto the ground. “Christ’s sake!” She let out, her head jolting so she could look at the other. “I asked for help, not to be super soakered with tanning lotion.” She took another handful of the excess lotion and threw it against Jude’s shirt. An innocent smile formed upon her lips as she shrugged her shoulders. “Oops?” Amethyst rubbed in the remaining lotion, using it on her whole body since there was more than enough. She was as slick as a thanksgiving turkey. “Don’t get any more ideas.” She let out before laying back on the lounger. “We’re even.”

Amethyst, dressed in all green to show what her status was, stood just outside of the crowd. She had been intertwined with the crowd since she had arrived and needed a refreshment. In order to keep partying, she knew she had to drink a bit of water before continuing. She brought the bottle of water to her lips to take a drink, her hips swaying and her head bopping to the beat. The strobes made it hard to tell who anyone was, but that didn’t stop the girl from socializing. Without turning her head to the other, she spoke. “Having fun?” She smiles brightly, finally turning to the other. “God, I’m living for these parties.” | @freyatm

Amethyst wasn’t the best at the game, especially as a fugitive, but somehow that’s where she ended up. Her preference would have been a rider, but she wasn’t lucky. It was a good thing she switched in her heels for a pair of white sneakers. At the okay, Amethyst look off running in no particular destination, a few ran in the same direction, but mostly everyone split up. The red head wore black, in hopes it would help her cover herself in dark shadows as she ran. She panted as she ran, her eyes scanning everywhere for cover. She looked around her like an actual fugitive would trying to stay out of sight. To rest, she found an alleyway that had no light and a dumpster to hide behind. “Shit.” She whispered to herself when she saw a pair of head lights pass the alley. It wasn’t long before they would turn down and find her. She took off again, the only noise heard in the alley was the stomp of her feet. | @domfm

Her head was spinning, the sun was bright, but she needed to rest before the next big party. Amethyst laid out by the pool, sunglasses on and eyes closed to shield them from the blistering sun. She didn’t want to be inside, though. A sigh escaped through her lips as her forearm raised to her forehead. Her eyes opened soon enough to see a figure walking by. The girl sat up. “Hey!” She let out, trying to get the other’s attention. “You have any hangover remedies?” She questioned, her hand shielding her face from the sun. “If I am going to keep going to the parties, I’m gonna need it.” | @rosemaryfm

The red head has stepped away from the crowd to get some air. She wasn’t overwhelmed with the party, but between the dancing and alcohol, she had started to get hot and she didn’t want to start sweating and ruin her makeup. Her eyes found a familiar face, someone she had been sharing the cottage with. “Scared to join the fun or taking a break from it?” She questioned, bringing the brim of her cup to her lips. The liquid stung on its way down her throat, gaining a scrunch of her face. “Need a dance partner?” Her head tilted to the side, a flirtatious smile fell on her glossed lips. “Contrary to popular belief, I don’t bite.” A giggle escaped her lips. | @tomislavmedovic

Neon green wasn’t her first pick of color to wear, but it was a traffic light party and she was, in fact, very single. Her choice would have been emerald green, but she didn’t want to wear such dark colors, she wanted to be seen. Amethyst was in the middle of the crowd, the bass bumping through her body, her hands in the air as she jumped like the others around her. A bright smile occupied her lips. Between the alcohol and molly, she had no care. Amethyst had bumped into someone in the mist of jumping around. Without even bothering to care who it was, her arms wrapped around their neck. Her hips swayed against them to the beat, letting anything but herself have control over her. “Do I look pretty? Be honest.” She let out a giggle. | @viktcrr

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Amethyst nodded, her arms crossing against her chest. She had expected Harper to leave the bowl in it’s place, she was definitely not expecting the bowl to end up at her feet. However, it didn’t phase her, she stepped back from the shattered ceramic, her blue hues fixated on it. She couldn’t help but to let out a snicker. “You really think that you’d get a reaction out of me from that?” Her head tilted so her attention was back on Harper. “I’ve done much worse than blame someone for breaking a stupid bowl.” Her eyebrows raised. “But nice try. I’ll give you an A for effort?” Her tone was mimicking. Amethyst wasn’t intimidated. Her head tilted to the side, a sympathetic look upon her expression. “I pity you.”

“Because you knew it was good for you.” Amethyst flashed the other a toothy grin. “Besides, you look great!” The red head exclaimed her hands motioning up and down Monet’s body. She rolled her eyes, her freshly manicured hand grabbed Monet’s. “It would be overkill if it was the same theme everyday.” Amethyst pulled the other behind her, finally reaching the middle of the crowd. “Do I need to get you a drink for you to loosen up? I don’t party with debby downers.” The girl shifted her weight onto one leg. “Don’t test me. I will leave you right here and go find fun.”

Amethyst grinned as her eyes found a familiar face. The strobes had made it hard to actually see, however she managed to spot Blue out. Her hand fell on the girl’s shoulder as she spoke. “Of course!” She let out, eager to finally get the party started for herself. Amethyst’s hand slid down Blue’s arm, her delicate fingers intertwining with the other’s. She turned on her heel, leading the way to the drinks. “Surprise me.” Her hand motioned toward all the different beers and liquors. 

“Paint?” She questioned. “No.” Her tone was stern as her eyes directed down her body, looking at her outfit. “I’d rather not have this outfit get ruined. It probably costs more than it did for this party to be put together.” Amethyst didn’t watch many movies in her life, especially comedy, so the reference went over her head. “I don’t know what that is supposed to mean.” With a shrug, she took a drink from her cup, her eyes scanning the room. “How about we dance instead?” The girl raised her eyebrows, her eyes glued on the many sweaty bodies clumped in a crowd.

Amethyst, tanning lotion and towel in hand, had been on her way to the pool. Of course, she wasn’t planning on swimming, she couldn’t mess up the blow out she had gotten before leaving for the trip. The red head had to always look her best, something her mom had engraved in her head. “Your life may be a mess, but you always have to present yourself as if you have it all together.” And a tan would only add to it. Her heels clanked against the masonry that surrounded the pool as she strolled upon a fellow tanner. His shirt caught her eye, earning a shake of her head. Her eyes found his through her sunglasses. “Little bit of advice?” She started. “Ditch the shirt for a full body tan. You’re going to work up a mean farmer’s tan with the sleeves blocking half your arm.” Amethyst shrugged. “And I’m sure it’d be a lot more fun to look at.” A smile formed on her glossed lips. Amethyst turned, placing her lotion and phone on the small table next to the lounge chairs. The girl bent down to lay her towel down on the chair, hoping to gain a pair of eyes on her backside. When she was done flaunting herself and giving the other a show, she sat down, grabbing her tanning lotion. “Wanna help?” She asked, her tone innocent, not acknowledging her previous actions. 

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