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Aug 27, 2011 14:36:30 GMT
Post by Cayla on Aug 27, 2011 14:36:30 GMT
{name:Briar#|#picture:5}Briar turned around just in time to see Jay punch a light post. Briar pointed to Janelle and said "How about I drive the drunkie home?" Briar was trying to help Jay but she resisted. "Fine!" Briar stopped arguing. Briar really didn't want to see anybody in a car accident but Jay was just too damn stubborn to argue with. She gave Jay her an odd look like Jay gave Briar one when she first saw her. "Lemme know if you want a driver!" Briar through her hands up in the air like she was screaming at the sky.
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Enigma
Aug 31, 2011 20:42:47 GMT
Post by JumpyJ on Aug 31, 2011 20:42:47 GMT
{name:Jay#|#picture:11}Jay just stared at Briar. Why did she think she could yell at Jay like that? If she knew who Jay actually was, she would regret ever messing with her! Jay was not a drunkie! She was just...drunk. She sobered up from time to time. It was her decision what she chose to do with her life! If Jay chose to party and drink then Jay would party and drink! Jay narrowed her eyes. "Blondey's got some balls, eh?" she said, cloaking her voice in a dangerous tone, almost like a snake sneaking up on its prey. "You gonna stand-up to me?" Jay hissed at Briar. Out of the corner of Jay's eye, she saw Janelle take a couple steps back, alarmed by Jay's sudden change in attitude. Jay let her be. Janelle hadn't bothered Jay. Turning her attention back to Briar, Jay balled her hand up in a fist and took a swing at Briar's face. When she hit her squarely in the jaw, Jay took a step back, smiling. She'd been looking for good riff. Was Briar brave enough to fight back?
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Enigma
Aug 31, 2011 21:24:05 GMT
Post by Cayla on Aug 31, 2011 21:24:05 GMT
{name:Briar Woods#|#picture:5}When her fist came into her face Briar knew Jay was drunk. Briar wasn't used to fighting but she wasn't afraid to. She rubbed her jaw and narrowed her eyes at Jay. She could smell the liquor on her breath. "I don't know who you are, and know you are drunk," She said grabbing the neck of Jay's top "I'm just going to let this one go." She slapped Jay with her sketchbook and took off running looking red in the face. "Why should I care?" She muttered to herself.
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Enigma
Sept 1, 2011 1:05:48 GMT
Post by Caitlin on Sept 1, 2011 1:05:48 GMT
{name:Janelle#|#picture:7}Janelle looked alarmingly at Briar as she grabbed Jay from the neck of her shirt. She was about to break up the fight when Briar ran off, and she turned her head to watch Jay glare at Briar's retreating figure. Janelle didn't know what to do or say at this point; should she insist she drive Jay home seeing as she was obviously in no state to drive, or should she just leave the girl alone and let her go about her own business? Looking down at her hands she fidgeted, chewing on her lip as well. She eventually decided she would offer once more a ride for Jay and then get the hell out of there before Jay decided to throw a few punches her way. Looking up at Jay, she noticed she had relaxed the slightest bit, but not much. Janelle fixed her hair, moving her bangs back into place and smoothing them down, "Are you sure you don't want a ride home, Jay? It's no big deal, really, I don't mind at all."
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Enigma
Oct 1, 2011 0:20:13 GMT
Post by JumpyJ on Oct 1, 2011 0:20:13 GMT
{name:Jay#|#picture:11}Jay cursed under her breath. Stupid coward. The worst she did was wrinkle Jay's shirt, and she looked foolish doing that! Briar had to be at least a foot shorter than Jay. And that's when Jay wasn't wearing her High heels!
Jay turned to Janelle's voice. She was offering her a ride again. Hadn't Jay already said no? She was sure she had. "I'm going to walk." Jay huffed, then remembered Janelle was the chick she liked. "Thanks anyways," she said reluctantly after a moment. Appreciation wasn't one of Jay's strong points. "Here's my number, text me sometime."
Jay scrawled her number on a scrap of paper she found in her jeans pocket, the stuck her pen back in her bra and handed the number to Janelle.
Waving Jay turned and left the parking lot.
"Wait," Jay said aloud after a couple minutes. Did I write a 3 or a six after the 8? Jay thought. Then she shrugged. Either way it didn't affect her much!
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