baylee paige thompson
Queens
the fashionista "i was raped when i was nine years old by my uncle."[/i]
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Post by baylee paige thompson on Jul 25, 2012 13:02:25 GMT -5
& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE ( and it never seems out of place ) Baylee was holding the after party for the homecoming dance, i mean it was only right that she did right? She after all won the homecoming queen this year. Baylee moved around her room, twirling in circles, and trying to get ready for the night. She applied her make up, piece by piece, and placed her top and her skirt on. After getting that ready, she slipped her feet into her heels, and then stuffed her cell phone, her extra condoms, and anything else into her coach purse, leaving them on her bed. She took her key to her room, and walked out of her room. She shut the door, and then locked the room. She stuffed her key in her bra, and walked towards the stairs. Everyone was going to be here soon, and baylee had to get moving. Her parents were out for the night, her little brothers were at their aunts for the weekend, and Kennedal was off at her friends, being the boring self that she is. Baylee had already set up all the alcohol for the night before she got ready with her best friend, Kristie. She was all set for the party.
She heard the door bell go off, as she stood at the top of the stairs. The night had started already. She moved down the stairs, and opened the door to reveal most of half of her school population. A smile appeared on her face, and she moved out of the way, and yelled " LET'S PARTY." Baylee set off to find her own entertainment, and watching the door. But, as each shot went down her tiny little throat, she cared less and less who showed up at her house. They always said, get some in her system, and she's your best friend. It was true about her. Baylee was everyone's best friend when she was drunk.
She moved through out her house, room to room, laughing at everything that possibly was or wasn't funny to her. She finally found some entertainment. There he was, sitting on the couch alone. He seemed to be so lovely, and a good target. She moved over to the couch, sitting alittle far from him though not to scare him. She looked at him, and then said" Need a drink?"
[/center] WORDS,, who knows. TAGGED,, bre OUTFIT,, CLICK MUSIC,, anything playing NOTES,, blehh TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
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Post by cody on Jul 27, 2012 22:03:39 GMT -5
if I wake up and you're still here give me a kiss
I wasn't finished dreaming 'bout your lips Calvin was at Baylee's house for the party following the homecoming dance, as was most of the school. People had been talking about the party more than the dance, and it was supposed to be one of the biggest ones of the years. Calvin didn't always party, but he wasn't about to miss this one when everyone would be there. He had had an okay time at the dance, dancing with a few girls, and mostly Spencer, but it was just a typical dance overall. He had gone back to his dorm and changed, not sure what to wear he just threw on a pair of dark jeans and a grey t-shirt, casual but he still looked nice.
Since being there he had mingled with some people he knew from his classes, he was always friendly towards everyone and it was easy for him to make friends. Put alcohol in his system? Even more friendly, if that was possible. He was about two drinks down when he decided to take a seat on the sofa. He hadn't seen Spencer around, and he didn't really know what was going on between them, but it wasn't bothering him in the least at the moment. He never liked getting too close with girls in the past year and a half because having a sex life was a scary thought to him. He had lost his virginity to his girlfriend a couple years back, and after things happened between them she found out she had an STD, and well, so did Calvin. He had herpes, which sounded completely terrible, but it wasn't always so bad. It only got really bothersome every now and again and he had medication to control it.
He was afraid of what people might say, who wouldn't be? So he usually kept it in his pants, and it made him seem like even more of a gentleman. His eyes looked up as someone sat by him on the couch and he smiled a little. It was none other than the hostess herself. "My my, how did I get so lucky as to have Baylee Thompson sitting beside me on this lovely evening?" he said smoothly, letting his eyes catch hers. They had talked before, nothing too much though, and from what he could tell she was a nice girl even though he had heard things about her. He shrugged at her question "I don't need one. I might want one though. Would you like me to get you one too?" That was just Calvin, being polite as he usually was. He reached one of his hands up, moving his blonde hair from his face.[/center]
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baylee paige thompson
Queens
the fashionista "i was raped when i was nine years old by my uncle."[/i]
Posts: 6
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Post by baylee paige thompson on Jul 31, 2012 21:32:03 GMT -5
Baylee loved partying and just plain having fun. She was excited for this all week, because she couldn't wait to just get down and relax. She somehow got all the drinks and food that everyone could want in a week, between her and kristie setting up everything. They told her mom that the school needed food for the dance, and together they baked everything at her house, and baylee's. Basically finger food was made though. Baylee always wanted to host parties for anything at all, and this was her chance. She made sure that everyone was all set, and then she drank herself into her normal self.
She tried to make sure that she talked to most of everyone that arrived, but since she got her third drink in her system, she wasn't really caring all that much. As she sat down next to the boy that caught her attention, she smiled. He was good looking alright, and he looked like he could have some fun. All baylee wanted was some fun, though. She smiled when he talked, and looked to him, and said" oh my my, how did i get so lucky with a cute guy sitting next to me?" she looked at him, and said" you look familiar, so what's your name stud muffin?" she smirked and said" i need one alright, but this one is still pretty full."
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Post by cody on Aug 2, 2012 19:49:36 GMT -5
if I wake up and you're still here give me a kiss
I wasn't finished dreaming 'bout your lips He looked at Baylee, noticing how nice she looked. He knew that she had won the title of queen at the dance, not that much of a surprise to anyway seeing as one of the queens always won it each year. She was a beautiful girl though, and wondered why she had decided to sit with him just then, especially when she didn't even seem to know his name. "Well, you're the one that sat next to me first." he said and grinned, just teasing her "But, I'm Calvin, we've had a class or two together before. How could you forget a stud muffin like me?" he asked, using the name she had called him.
He looked down at the empty red cup he was holding, he could use another drink but he wasn't about to get up and walk away from this conversation. Why would he? Obviously Baylee had sat down with him and started talking for a reason. "Well, better drink up then." he said, encouraging her. When she was done, he would offer to get them both another drink. He knew if he got up now she would probably go talk to someone else or something, and he didn't mind her company right then. Why not? She was obviously already a little bit buzzed atleast, not that that even really mattered to him. [/center]
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