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(Of course :D )
(Of course :D )
(Lmao, I didn't realize I was so legendary. You two are great writers so I just wanted to check this out.)
(awwww, thanks)
"Her dad bought it two weeks ago. They're rich and he wants to "redo" it, make it profitable and stuff. So, Emily decided to throw a party there." Marlowe opened the door of the car and climbed up to Kelsey's window, knocking furiously until Kelsey climbed out, wearing such a tight dress it was a wonder she could breathe.
Ferran rolled his eyes. "Rich people." He smiled. "Hey Kelsey!"
Kelsey smiled. "Hey Ferran!" She turned towards Marlowe. "Marli! Oh my god, do you like my dress? Totally splurged on it yesterday."
"It's kind of tight."
"I know!"
Marlowe shrugged and got back into her seat, "Looks cute on you."
Kelsey nodded. "I know, but Marli, honey, why did you choose that dress? You look so weird in it."
"Hey, I like this dress. Ferran likes it too, we picked it out together." She crossed her arms defensively and smoothed out her white, flowy dress, a bright contrast against her dark skin.
"Yeah it looks nice on her at least." Oh shoot…
(I'm cackling)
Kelsey opened her mouth as if to say something, her eyes lighting up with fury. "I'm gonna let that go, cuz like, you're an idiot, Ferran." She smiled sweetly and leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms.
Marlowe buried her head in her hands. "Please don't fight."
"We won't." Ferran glared at Kelsey.
"Good." She rested her hand on Ferran's knee, the rush of excitement starting to wear off, getting replaced by fear. "Oh god, Sarah's gonna kill me."
(She calls her aunt by her first name, Sarah)
Ferran blushed. "Wait why?"
"I'm going to a party at one am. Ferrari, you make sure we don't get caught." She had an intense look in her eyes.
(I'm cleaning out my garage, sorry if I'm inconsistent)
(Tis fine)
Ferran frowned. "Right. Okay. Why is it up to me?"
"You're so responsible and I'm so. . . not." Marlowe let go of his knee, pulling down her dress for the billionth time.
Kelsey decided to butt in. "You're responsible, Marli, don't worry about it."
Ferran swallowed down a biting remark. "You're fine Mar. I'll take care of it."
Marlowe nodded. "Thanks." They arrived a few minutes after one and Marlowe got out of the car, excited once again. "Let's go!"
Ferran let his glare linger on Kelsey, then followed her. 'So why do you want to go to this party so bad?"
"I want to have fun." She smiled and pressed a kiss to Ferran's cheek before running off with Kelsey to join the dance floor.
Ferran blushed.
Someone tapped his shoulder. "Why you standing there like a lovestruck donkey?"
Daveed. Ferran smiled. "Eh well….." Maybe I am…
Emily walked towards them, cheeks red and eyes glossy. "Hey guys! Beer's in the back, but Gideon's charging 40 bucks for one cup."
Kelsey pulled out her purse, "I don't mind."
"I actually don't drink," Marlowe said, glancing back at Ferran before dragging Kelsey towards the music. "We came to have fun, not to get drunk!" She yelled over the music.
"Same thing!"
(Sorry for abandoning you there
I had to sleep ._.)
(nah, sleep is good)
Ferran rolled his eyes. "Everybody thinks you need to drink to have fun."
"Not me." Daveed stated. "I just drink cus it tastes good. I'll only have one though."
They danced for a few minutes before Marlowe slipped away to explore the plant. The chemicals were supposed to all be gone, but she could still smell a few things.
"Hey Marlowe," a boy came out of nowhere. Ashley? "Wanna spend time with me?" Ashley walked closer.
Marlowe shook her head. "No thanks, Ashley, I have places to be, and I already have a boyfriend."
"Who?"
She froze. That last line had been a lie. "A big, muscular dude. Hot temper. Probably wouldn't like seeing you with me."
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