#sleepoverstarter

“only rule is that you probably shouldn’t take that alone.” she told the person she was selling to, a smile on her face as she passed the small baggy over and took the money they handed her. “well, that and... have fun.” taylor joked, laughing a little as the person nodded and headed off in whatever direction. taylor slid the money into the pocket of her shorts, tilting her head slightly as she caught the eye of someone who looked like they’d seen the whole thing. “what, are you gonna tell on me?” she teased.

“you know,” violet muttered, just loud enough to be heard clearly as she turned the next page of her book. she didn’t bother to look up at the person who had entered the room, in spite of the huge distraction they served as they clambered around, far too noisy for her liking. “you could stand to be a tad quieter.” only then, after she had successfully finished her paragraph, did she glance up over the rim of her glasses to give a slightly irritated look, her eyebrows quirking in a silent challenge.

It felt a little like college; door spread wide open, music softly playing in the background with CJ sitting cross legged on the ground, flipping through the channels on tv. Only this time, there’s no R.A. to yell at her for keeping a bottle of alcohol in her room. Sipping on the corona, Claire genuinely grins when the women walks through her door. “Wow, did not expect you to stop by, honestly.” she said, stretching her body to reach the mini fridge located in the corner of her room and grabbing her a beer. “So, corona?”

Stopping in her tracks, Lana pulls out the large map of the property given to her by the concierge.  “Let’s see...I made a left at the flamingos, then another left at the parrot cove, though it would appear I’ve miscalculated and should’ve gone to the right both times instead.”  

She had only been at the house for a good week or so, and it was safe to say that Jade was a little too overwhelmed by the atmosphere. Her biggest comfort hobby was definitely practicing her fighting skills. Luckily, this place had a couple of gyms around, so she was able to find a punching bag to take her anger out on it. She kept punching and kicking the bag until she was basically dripping sweat and running out of breath. From the corner of her eye, she spotted another girl in the gym just staring at her. She looked at her and said with an awkward chuckle, “Oh... hi there... don’t be alarmed. I promise you I don’t look this horrendous all the time.”

“I have to be honest -- I’m still not quite sure how this whole thing works...” She glances around the room, lips pressing lightly against each other as she takes in the number of cameras surrounding them --- from ones manned by a cameraman and ones which have been attached on walls for . . . twenty-four-hour surveillance? Hyacinth winces. “Are they always going to be rolling? Will our lives be broadcasted from the moment we wake up to the moment we go to bed?”

Another day, another solemn time for the blonde. Yet again, she got flashbacks of her parents. This was definitely not the day to come out of her room and into the open where cameras would capture her upset behavior. But one thing she loved doing to cheer herself up a little bit was look out at the stars in the sky. She always admired the fixture of how they looked and how it easily calmed her down. Of course, she was still upset, but she was still hiding the tears that kept falling from her eyes. Noticing another woman standing next to her, Olive gasped and quickly wiped her eyes and said, “S-Sorry.. didn’t realize anybody else was here..” She quickly gathered herself and began to walk away. “I’ll uh... I’ll leave you be.”