#songbcrd

tori: was clad in a green face mask, passing popcorn back forth between her and her best friend as Dirty Dancing, Tori's all time favorite, played on Esme's large TV screen. "Okay soo if you had to pick between Mr. Simpson, Perrino, annnd that weird janitor that always smells like lunch meat, who would you do?" the brunette asked through a devious smirk. "And you can't say none of the above.." This was a usual sleepover ritual of theirs. They'd watch movies, have some wine, put on their ugliest PJ's and just talk about whatever came to mind. Somehow tonight they ended up on the topic of which Degrassi teachers were the most DILF-y.

Zoe: please tell me you're safe.

tori: i want to take a day for both of us to get away and get our mind off things. lately you seem like you could use a day. and i know i could too.

tori: did you move back to your old house?

Zoe: I got a really great present today. Did you see anyone around my locker today?? There wasn't a name.

zoe: so, was that whole bidding on grace thing like a /gay/ thing? ;))

tori: was coping with the catastrophe of the past week simply by throwing herself into what she knew best--her beauty pageants. The brunette had taken a little break from competing after her father showed up and blew her chances at the last one. Since then, it seemed like life had come at her fast--leaving little time to indulge in her primadonna prep process that kept her winning titles. So when she saw an opportunity to get her feet wet again she had every intention to take it. Tori smiled, honking the horn to her grandfather's Chevrolet as she pulled up to Esme's house. It was like old times, simpler times--she'd help her pick dresses and Tori would force her to try on a few while they were there.

zoe: hey.. I know you're still mad at me but, do you think we can meet somewhere and talk? i'm not going to attack you for what it's worth.