#tinybellz

Dallas started the engine of his friend's car. He didn't know why he even accepted the offer when the car wasn't in the best start up shape to begin with. However, Dallas was getting more work done to the car with the money he made when he helped Luke out during when Luke gave him a position at Frozen. Hearing the engine finally start up, Dallas made his way onto the road. Dallas had only a small amount to drink, but part of him hoped it wasn't bad enough so that he could easily not be caught by the cops and to drop Hunter off safely. He knew during the ride that having silence fill the air wasn't a good idea, considering how awkward it was to be dropping off someone who got Simpson to threaten his graduation status to begin with. "What made you think you could take Jonah on? I'm sorry, but you're far from strong to protect yourself. Besides, what made you decide that he was enemy number one? I thought you guys are friends through clique allyship."

Closing his eyes as he sat still, he sighed heavily as Dallas began to talk to him as if they were on some sort of good terms. He went to pull out his phone as some type of distraction but it was dead so it seemed as if he had no choice but to drown himself in Dallas' voice. "Not really into this whole bonding sesh, Dal," Hunter finally replied in a sarcastic tone. "Jonah messed with my family and now he's messing with my..." He stopped himself. "Grace. So yeah, I don't like him."

"I'm not into this bonding session either, but it's better than having silence considering this junk of a car doesn't have any radio. Besides, the ride to your place is quite the ride, might as well have some sort of noise going on. Even if you can't stand me and I think you're still weird as fuck." Dallas pulled at a stop-light as it went red, waiting for it to go green. "So far so good, all you have to do is keep up this momentum and you'll be perfect," he thought while tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. Dallas scoffed, "You do know going after your ex's new toy isn't a good way to waltz back into your ex's arms. The more you interfere with a relationship, the stronger it's going to last." The light turned green and Dallas pushed gently on the gas pedal, continuing the drive. "Besides, you're missing out if you keep sulking over what you've once had."

"You flatter me," he said in a low voice, giving Dallas a fake smile. "Are you really one to give me relationship advice? Didn't you get like three girls pregnant and cheated on them?" Hunter didn't really care much to know about Dallas' personal life but it did help when it came to situations like this. "And what exactly am I missing out on? If I wanna sulk, I'll sulk."

Dallas rolled his eyes when it came to the boy criticizing his relationships. "First of all, I'm not even going to answer that, second, you do know I'm the driver right?" Making a right turn, the boy let out a light chuckle. "Even if I had some interesting flings, considering there was only one girl I did date, I bounce back and move on instead of pinning on someone. If they eventually show interest then why not, it's better to see what's out there than the sulk on something of the past. Besides moving on shows a sign of healthy and eventually depending on how the girl felt for you, she might get jealous. Obviously you don't hangout with your brother very much otherwise you would get girls and understand how to actually move on and enjoy life instead of sitting in the past. You did this with Lola and now you're doing this with Grace. Maybe that's why the two girls moved on, clingy isn't a good look."

Hunter opened his mouth up to reply, he had prepared a decent come back but he suddenly became very dizzy, a lot more so than the usual effects. And then he felt the car stop moving. "What the fuck, did you hit a deer or something?" The boy questioned, his voice now raised as he unbuckled his seatbelt and exited the car to see what happened.

Not paying attention to his answer, Dallas noticed something, "Oh shit!" Dallas felt a thud as the car managed to hit a stop sign. Getting out the boy's eyes widen, Dallas was mumbling swear words underneath his breath. "Shit, shit, shit, shit," he whispered staring at the damage. He knew that he had a record considering his history as a Wild One. Dallas feared more about the police coming and noticing the small amount of alcohol content within his breath. Dallas didn't need to get into anymore trouble since graduation was on the line. On top of that, Child Services would probably take Rocky away or something or give Vanessa full custody, something he didn't want because he was trying his best to be a better father. "Shit, we can't just stay here, we gotta go. We're not going to get in trouble, this isn't even my car, the registration is under my friend Julian's name still.." Dallas started panicking and he was debating making a run for it.

When he saw that it was just a stop sign, a slight form of relief washed over him. However, when Dallas then suggested to just leave the scene, Hunter was baffled. "You're joking, right? You just knocked over a stop sign, you know those things exist for a reason," Hunter now began to lecture the older boy. "We have to call the police. Let me use your phone," he demanded.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you use my phone. If the police come, we're both going to get in trouble. I have alcohol on my breath and you're flat out drunk! I have a lot to lose on the line. I'm sorry but," Dallas started turning around, he knew his home was three blocks from the location east. "I'm sorry, but I can't have anymore trouble with the law, I'm going to go." With that, Dallas left because he cared more for his record than some stop sign he managed to hit.

"Dallas!" he shouted out several times, even though he just kept driving the car back the way they came. Now Hunter didn't know what to do. His phone was dead, he was drunk and he was stranded in some empty neighborhood. Doing what he does best, he started sulking again but this time he added some walking to it. He didn't know where he was gonna go, he just walked and hoped he'd come up with a plan.

Jonah was heading out of the prom after getting kicked out for fighting Hunter. He was drunk as fuck and really just wanted to get away from this stupid school dance and to his house as quick as possible. But somehow he'd ended up with Grace, Lola, and Tiny in his car. "Alrightt" he slurred, "Let's get the fuck outta here."

Grace rolled her eyes, annoyed at Jonah for fighting and even more annoyed that he just got drunk instead of talking to her about it. She could only shake her head and take swigs from the flask Jonah had handed to her. Glancing over at Jonah, she felt a warning tickle at the back of her mind, but she mainly just thought about where she went wrong tonight and why her prom had turned out like this. She hadn't expected romance or anything, but she had hoped for something, "Alas! He speaks!" She teased him, having not heard much from his mouth after he got kicked out.

Lola knew she already had way too much to drink tonight, but was having far too much fun to stop anytime soon. So far the night had been a success and she wasn’t ready for it to be over just yet. Smiling brightly as she kicked off her heels, Lola moved so she was practically on the Tiny’s lap. “Joooonie,” Lola then called out from the back, giggling. “Stop by Taco Bell please!” 

Tiny was drunk in Jonah's backseat, hesitant at first to even approach the couple, but as the drinks kicked in, he had no reason to not to trust the older boy. "Jooooooooo...you almost beat up a dude like 39 years younger than you maaaan. Noooot a good looook..soooo do what my girl says and get the tacs!", he said as he grab onto Lola's waist tight. "I gotta get some condies too, woo!"

Vanessa had managed to pull KC away from the dance and get him inside the car. Thankfully, he didn't fight her one getting his keys. The dance seemed like a total bust for her and part of her almost wished she had stayed home, but KC did make it enjoyable and was probably the funnest part about it. "I've never actually been to your place before so you're gonna have to try and navigate," she spoke, buckling her own seatbelt.

KC had pretty much plopped in the passenger's seat and rested his head against the window as Vanessa started to drive. He could feel himself very relaxed and almost to the point of falling asleep but when the girl mentioned something about having to take him home, he jumped up. "No no, you can't take me home. If I get caught with alcohol in my system, I'm gonna get sent back to juvie," KC yelled out. "I can't go home. V. I can't," he repeated himself, his voice and behavior growing intense.

Vanessa was immediately taken back once KC started yelling. She put her hand over on his thigh, trying to manage the wheel at the same time. "KC, calm down. I won't take you home if you can't be there," she spoke. Vanessa paused for a second, knowing she couldn't take him to her place on account of Rocky coming home tomorrow, but she would do what she had to she supposed. "Look, you can crash in my old room at my mom's place." Vanessa made a quick turn starting down the road. She was glad at least one of them was sober otherwise she had no idea how they'd get home.

"Your mom won't care if I crash there?" He asked, part of him starting to calm back down. "I can be gone before she even wakes up," KC added; he really didn't want to cause any more problems for the girl since she seemed to have enough on her plate already.

Jonah just rolled his eyes at Grace. “Why’d ya have to talk to that snotty kid Hunter anyway. Fuck Hunter! Fuck Hunter!” he chanted. At the tone of Lola’s high pitched voiced Jonah gave a hearty node “Well okay, but just because I want a gordita” As soon as Jonah pulled out of the school parking lot he could tell that his wits weren’t about him, the lines in the road were kinda blurry, and he couldn’t really tell if there were two or four stop lights. He found himself swerving into the other lane. “Shit” he remarked, quickly swerving back to the right lane. “My bad guys” he said, turning around to face his passenger’s in the back but the minute he had he lost control and crashed into another car directly in his lane.

Grace groaned, "Hunter's my best friend, that's why I was talking to him. You didn't have to pick a fight with him." She shot back, but it was lost in his stupid chanting. Sitting back in the passenger seat, she huffed out and took another drink from the flask, emptying it. Grace vaguely felt the car swerve, but she had so many thoughts in her head that she found herself too distracted to focus on one thing. She suddenly sat up straight when she saw Jonah heading straight for another car, starting to scream his name, but her voice was cut off as they crashed.

Lola giggled again when Jonah caved into her request, glad that she didn’t have to fight him on this - probably because she was too out of it to even try. “Thank ya babe,” she smiled, now directing her attention to Tiny, planting a kiss on his lips. This night couldn’t possibly get any better, or at least that’s what she thought until she heard Jonah’s named being yelled, and then felt the impact of the crash.

Tiny was on cloud nine until he felt the impact of the crash, instinctively holding onto Lola on impact to try and protect her somewhat.

"She'll be more upset if I had you in the house while Rocky was there than if I have you crashing," Vanessa explained. As she approaches the intersection, Vanessa continued on until the car from the passenger side slammed into the car. KC's car went spinning to the side of the road. Vanessa's head knocked into the steering wheel enabling her from getting control of the car after impact.

(Lost some of the beginning but basically Franca and Tiny go back to the Hollingsworth mansion after the dance to hang out, Franca suggests they watch a movie and have popcorn and drinks and Tiny agrees)

Tiny: smiled at her idea, loving the Hollinsworth pool more than anything. "Sounds like a plan.", he smirked and nodded. He watched her with the bottle in her hand, ready to just take it and sip from it, so when she pulled out glasses, he raised his brows and chuckled a bit. "You're full of surprises, but I probably should have expected the glasses. I'm not used to drinking so fancy." He poured himself a glass and took a sip before turning his attention back to Frankie. "Don't want a hot movie to wake up your folks or brothers so let's stick with something scary.", he suggested.

Franca raised an eyebrow, the smirk still present on her face as she poured her own glass. "It's always nice to have a little class," She teased, clinking her glass against his and reaching for a piece of popcorn. Franca snickered at his reasoning, shaking her head. "Wow, didn't think you were such a chicken...okay, totally just kidding. Scary is alright, but I'm warning you, I get jumpy," She informed him, scrolling through the horror genre. "How about this one? Something about a creepy doll coming to life..." She glanced at him, waiting to hear his opinion.

Tiny: "Well it's new. But I guess a Prince has to have some class to him.", he spoke eyeing his crown on the table and clinked their glasses together. He took another sip, shrugging his shoulders a bit. "I'm used to jumpy. Just don't like slap my head by accident or something." he laughed slightly. "Ooh. Chucky. Me and my brother used to love this. Let's go for it."

Franca giggled again at his comment, eyeing the crown before focusing on him again. "Too bad I didn't get to be your Princess, but this might be your second opportunity," She mused with a grin. Laughing a bit, she shook her head. "Fine, no slapping. Maybe. No promises," Franca teased as she pressed play on the movie. "So since you've seen it before, you know where all the creepy parts are, at least." She took another sip from her glass as the movie began before quickly getting up to dim the lights. Pulling a blanket from a basket next to the couch, she didn't hesitate to scoot closer to Tiny and drape the blanket over the both of them. "Now I feel a bit safer," She whispered quietly, placing a hand on his bicep as she smiled at him.

Tiny: laughed at her comment, however he noticed that she was being awfully flirty. Although it had crossed his mind once, he never considered Frankie in this light because of Zig. Even now on opposite sides, he wanted to keep it that way. "Maybe so.", he simply stated. He started to watch the movie as she pressed play, eating some popcorn and trying to get the mood back to a platonic one. He noticed her dim the lights and quickly walk back over to him. He took a sip and had a feeling things were taking turn he wasn't expecting, however he tried to play things cool. "Guess it's my duty to keep you safe.", he smirked as he felt her feel his bicep. "See? Plenty strong."

Franca nodded, turning to grin at Tiny before sliding her hand down from his arm. "Probably from all the workouts you get being on so many sports teams and all," She gushed, bringing the bowl of popcorn into her lap and popping a piece into her mouth. Turning back to the movie, Franca didn't feel all that scared, but she decided to amp up the dramatics to keep herself entertained. At a suspenseful moment, she jumped slightly, grasping Tiny's arm once again. "Whoa! Didn't see that coming," Franca mused, glancing over at him and flashing him a flirty look. "So, do you maybe want to...distract ourselves a bit?"

Tiny: felt the comments about the workouts going to his head, and couldn't help but take them in. He'd worked hard, albet steroids helping him slightly, to get the body he'd been wanting for a while. "Something like that. We've got a pretty hard work out routine.", he said boastfully with a playful shrug. As they continued to watch the movie, he felt himself at ease again, taking another sip from his glass. He laughed as she jumped from a scary part of the movie, shaking his head. "Didn't think a girl could be scared of a freaking doll." He continued to laugh until she flashed him a flirty look, causing him to raise his brows. "Distract like...how?"

Franca wasn't surprised by his comment, considering how fit he appeared. "I'll bet." At the mention of her being scared, she gasped, glancing at him in fake-surprise. "That is one /freaky/ doll, okay," She defended herself with a small giggle. Franca bit her lip, turning her body to face him and swinging her legs over his lap. "I don't know...like...this?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his cheek, kissing him slowly.

Tiny: rolled his eyes playfully at her comment, "That's what makes him so cool. Try to imagine your barbie dolls coming to life and doing that.", he challenged with a laugh. Her long legs over his lap made him anxious, and he was now sure what Zig was saying was right. She /was/ trying to hook up with him. He felt her lips on his cheek and he turned his face to press his lips against hers, moving his hands to rub her legs on his lap.

Franca feigned a terrorized expression before letting out another giggle and shaking her head. "Thanks to that, I'm going to have trouble sleeping tonight," she teased. When he turned to kiss her, Franca was only half-surprised, pleased that he seemed to be on the same page as her. Wrapping her arms a bit tighter around his neck, she kissed him back forcefully before moving to sit in his lap, straddling him. In Franca's mind, the art of hooking up was practically second nature.

Tiny: "Well maybe I can help you sleep better.", he flirted back. In his mind, he had no idea what he was doing. This was Frankie, Zig's ex at least. Even if he and Shay weren't official anything, was this actually right? As they kissed however, he body couldn't help but react naturally, his hands pushing her dress up as she straddled him. "Mmm..what about..", he tried to say against her lips before he paused, eyeing his crown on the table.

Franca smirked at his response, continuing to kiss him when she felt him pushing up the bottom of her dress. Breaking the kiss only briefly to glance around and make sure no one was around, Franca tugged at the bottom of Tiny's shirt and attempted to lift it over his arms. Once she'd finally gotten it off, she placed her hands over his chest firmly, biting her lip. "Good idea," She mumbled before pressing her lips to his once again.

Tiny: was actually going to consider Zig's feelings, even at this moment, but when he remember what he'd said to him..he didn't feel like looking out for someone else right now. Right now someone else wanted his attention and he was prepared to give it to her. Smirking as she pushed his shirt up, he kissed her back even harder, his hands gripping her dress and pulling it over her head. "Overdressed..", he muttered as he started undoing his pants.

Franca shimmied a bit to assist him in removing her dress before quickly reaching behind her back to unclasp her strapless bra. Letting it fall to the floor, she kissed him roughly again, pressing her chest against his and moving her hands along his sides. Noticing him fumbling with his pants, Franca let one of her hands wander to rest over his boner. She smirked against his lips as she helped him pull his pants down.

Tiny: watched her dress fall and took a moment to admire her body before kissing her back roughly again. As one of his free hands moved to grab one of her breast, he lifted his hips up slightly to help her out of his pants. He groaned against her lips at her touch, quickly freeing his member from his boxers as they fell to the floor. He turned his attention to her lower body, dragging her panties off her.

Franca gasped slightly when he grasped her breast, her body already starting to react to their actions. She moved her hand to stroke his member while moving her legs in order for her panties to fall with her dress and bra. Breaking away for a moment, she attempted to position herself so that she was lying on the couch looking up at him. Grinning at him eagerly, Franca pulled him closer to her and kissed him again, opening her legs a bit wider as she wrapped them around him.

Tiny: felt his breath hitch a little as she stroked him, his body feeling even more eager for the main event. He watched her break away for a moment as she laid on the couch looking up at him expectantly. He smirked back, moving himself on top of her gently as he kissed her back, feeling her legs wrapping around him and pulling him in closer. Glancing down, he guided his member to her entrance and thrust into her slowly, groaning against her lips at the sensation.

Franca let out a moan at the feeling of him entering her, and she immediately rocked her hips forward in order to match his rhythm. Running her hands along his chest, a few gasps escaped her lips before she continued kissing him, enjoying the sensations running through her body. "Faster," Franca practically demanded, her breathing growing heavier as she continued moving her hips against his, knowing she was on her way to climax.

Tiny: continued to move his hips, feeling her legs push in deeper as he started breathing heavily. All his focus right now was on Franca and her walls around him driving him insane with pleasure. He nodded at her request, moving his hips faster, his thrusts growing rougher and more rapid. "Fuck..", he muttered as he moved to kiss along her neck as he felt her start tighten around him, fighting his own impending climax.

Franca began panting as the electric feelings rushed throughout her body, moaning louder as he sped up his movements. Digging her nails into his back, she threw her head back, feeling his lips trailing down her neck as she continued to move her hips to their rhythm. "Ah!" She cried out, finally reaching the peak of her climax as she shivered from the feeling. "So....so good," Franca breathed, her chest heaving up and down as her hair fell back onto the couch.

Tiny: moaned her named loudly as he felt her climax around him, thrusting in and out of her a few more times before he reached his peak. Biting down on her neck, he felt himself come undone, slowly working his hips to slow down as they rode out their highs. "That's...just the warm up act.", Tiny spoke out of breath as he smacked her behind playfully before rolling over on his back to fully catch his breath.

Franca laughed breathlessly at his words, staring up at the ceiling as she tried to steady her breathing once again. "Oh really?" She questioned playfully, sitting up and crawling towards him. "I wonder what you'd consider the main event, then." She smirked, reaching out to stroke him gently before she moved to rest up against him. "Well, I know sports isn't the only thing you're good at. That's for sure."

Tiny: pondered for a moment, tapping his chin and pretending to be in thought. "More of that..but in way more positions I wanna test out..", he boasted with a laugh as he wrapped his arm around her once she was closer to him. "I'm a man of many talents. But if you're ever curious about that one, give me a call.", he smirked as he fought a yawn. "Maybe round two can wait til the morning?"

Franca raised an eyebrow at his suggestions, biting her lip and nodding. "Hmm, okay...I like that idea," She replied with a flirty wink. Letting her head fall over his arm, she grabbed the blanket with her free hand and draped it over both of them once again. "Fine by me," Franca agreed, slowly kissing his jawline before cuddling up to him and closing her eyes. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

Miles tossed and turned all night unable to get a good nights sleep. The teen had too much on his mind. He rolled over, glancing at the clock seeing its way too early. Sighing he got out of bed and wondered downstairs hoping a drink may help. He walked over to his father liquor cabinet when he noticed someone on the couch. "Frankie?" He whispered before moving closer and seeing his little sister with Tiny. "What the hell are you two doing? Are you out of your mind??" He raised his voice loud enough to not wake up the rest of his family.

Tiny: "It better be.", he smirked before shutting his eyes, knowing it wouldn't take too long for him to fall asleep. Any fallout from this he felt like dealing with another day, however luck wasn't on his side as he heard a voice waking him out of his sleep. "Rich kid?", he squinted groggily at the other boy, keeping himself where he was. "Dude I'll leave before you folks wake up, clean and everything. Just keep it down for a bit..geez..", he muttered before going back to sleep.

Franca mumbled in her sleep before her eyes fluttered open, seeing her brother and quickly pulling the blanket tighter over her and Tiny. "God Miles, get out of here! Let us sleep, it's not like you don't bring someone over all the time," She snapped before turning over and tuning him out as she fell back asleep.

Miles: raised his brows not believing this punk was talking to him like this. Without saying another word he went into the kitchen grabbing a big glass of water. At this point he didn't care if Frankie got wet too, she probably needed it. The way she has been acting and treating people lately wasn't the sister he once knew. "Let me help with the clean part," he said as he poured the water onto Tiny's face and some of Frankie. "Get out of my house." Miles warned the guy don't with all of this bullshit.