#ps.event3

     you’d think with the official end of the semester that jo might feel a certain weight off her shoulders, but instead she could only feel despair and unease in the put of her stomach. the following night had included screaming match after screaming match with her parents and the exhaustion of the it all was taking a toll on the blonde. let alone her final exams, she didn’t want to think about just how she did on those. the graduation ceremony couldn’t have come at better time, it was nice to focus on something other then her current predicament. at least she could celebrate somebody else and maybe even enjoy the party later in the night. she hesitated in the west bridge quad after the ceremony watching families and students mill all about her, “ funny how for a ‘small private school’ just how big our gradation class is , “ she spoke aloud making small talk to no one in particular. 

     it’s late into the night and various students are bustling and bumping around the already roaring bonefire. it’s not really remi’s scene, she wasn’t a real party person, but somehow she’d been talking into going out. you’d think she’d have learned from the last time she was dragged out, but here she was. there was a fair amount of alcohol already flowing through her system, if she was going to be forced to stay here she at least was going to make full use of the keg. she’s stumbling and bumbling through the crowd when her eyes fall on a familiar face. as her eyes settle on chase the rumor she had heard just a few hours early in the day flashed back in her head and the irrational anger that it caused coursed through her veins. without thinking she finds herself sauntering up to the other boy, “ chaaaseee , you’ll never guess what i heard today , “ her voice is harsh and sarcastic as she leans against his shoulder