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Post by peyton on Nov 26, 2009 20:12:04 GMT -5
 PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY[/b]
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Mental hospitals were there to help those who have temporarily or permantly lost their mind in the muggle world. They were there to help those who just go crazy when they were normally perfectly insane. Well, Peyton was pretty sure, if she was a muggle or in around muggles, they would try to put her in one as well. Here she was with cancer, though it was pretty much gone, thinking about tracking down a vampire. Yes, a vampire. For bloody sakes what was wrong with her?! Oh thats right she didn't want to die and not be able to be around her family. They did not need another death. Yes she was one hundred percent insane.
Throwing on some clothes, Peyton quickly touched up her hair and make-up. She had a date. Well sort of, okay she had plans with one of her closest friends, Dominique Weasley. She was fun to be around and riot, which was something Peyton really needed at the moment. It wasn't like Dom even knew about the cancer since no one knew about it. Peyton needed to get out and have a good time, and Dom was the only one she knew who she could get to go at the last minute. Though it was more like Dom begging Peyton to go to though this time it didn't take much begging. All it took was a "Pleaseee Peyton come," and she was on board.
The two girls were going to go for drinks and to sit back without any worries. It was going to be a nice day and now that Peyton was all dressed and ready to go, she couldn't help herself from practically running to the Three Broomsticks. Her mouth was watering for a drink and her feet were not getting her there fast enough.
Bursting threw the doors she looked around for the other familar blonde. She was not there yet. Sighing, Peyton walked to the bar and ordered a fire whiskey then found a table and sat down. Taking a swig of it she let the cold liquid flow down her throat as it burned. Yes, today was going to be a good day, she could just feel it.
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WORDCOUNT don't know.
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CREDITS JADEN. @ caution 2.0
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Post by meme on Nov 26, 2009 20:38:27 GMT -5
 SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEFinally! The day had come that Dom actually got to take her good friend out for a drink. She has tried plenty of times before. One time she even got down on her knees to get Peyton to come. That worked. Dominique had figured out that if she begged the young Ravenclaw she would come around, which was great. She was so close with Peyton yet the girl was just a little bit more reserved than Dom. And she was planning on changing that. Yes, a few drinks wouldn’t change her friend that much but it might work. Get her to loosen up a bit and have a great time. Those were Dom’s plans for the night. Even though she was gonna try and not drink too much tonight. Ha, that was a laugh.
Winter, never stopped Dominique from looking her best. And one of her best features was her legs. So of course she was showing them off. Cold, yes she was but she would spend a lot of time inside. She knew she was gonna be on a bar most of the night and probably end up sleeping at the bar. Dom was guessing neither of them would be fit enough to actually walk back to the school. Even though that would be a riot. Maybe Dom could find a guy for Peyton. For once she wasn’t going to hook up. She was currently dating Anton Leblanc and it would be best if he didn’t know she was going out drinking tonight. She was sure it wouldn’t cause that much of a stir but he didn’t talk to her when she was drunk. So maybe this would be like a last hurray! Or something like that. Yet she really did like Anton so not drinking for him she might be able to deal with.
Walking into the Three Broomsticks she couldn’t help but smile knowing what the night held. Drinking and finally hanging out with one of her best friend. Dominique looked around to see if she could find her friend. And she did see her already sitting at a table with a drink in her hand. So maybe Dom was teaching her a thing or two already. “Hey chica,” she said sliding into the seat across from her friend. “Hmm what are you drinking? Firewhiskey? Good choice.” She motioned over to the bartender and said she would also have one. Dom remembered the days when she used to work behind the counter of this place. Until she quit. That was some good money. “So you are already picking up some of my bad habits.” Dom said laughing and taking a sip of her drink since it came over. The bad habits she was talking about was well not wearing pants even in winter and drinking.
WORDS ! 468!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! blah blah
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Post by peyton on Nov 26, 2009 20:53:47 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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It was rather cold outside beings it was the middle of winter, and it wasn't until Peyton had sat down and relaxed with her drink that she realized she was running around in a short skirt. That was something she never really worn, let alone in the middle of winter. Laughing slightly she realized just how much of an effect Dom was having on her. Poor girl, before she long she wouldn't be the same nice and innocent Peyton that everyone knews, and yet although Peyton liked herself, she couldn't wait for the new her that she could see coming.
Laughing at herself. Peyton continued to drink her drink. At this rate, the drink would be almost gone by the time that Dom got around to getting to there. If only her family could see her now, they would probably be pissed and they would yell saying that this kind of stuff was not going to help her and her cancer out. But, honestly, Peyton didn't care she had a choice to make and she was sure she was going to make it, all she had to do was find a vampire and she was all set. Funny how someone would choose to be a monster. But it was up to Peyton to really decide her own fate and she wasn't ready to leave the world she lived in, not until she experienced more. Which she figured was what was bringing on the change with her, after being on the verge of dieing or at least believeing you was it changes ones perspective. Like that one country song, you got to live like you were dieing, and that was what Peyton planned on doing.
As Dom walked in and found her Peyton held up the bottle as if toasting to her then downed the last bit of the drink. She then followed Dom's lead and motioned for another. "Apparently so," she said in response to what Dom had said. It kind of seemed like she was picking up on Dom's habits, including the short skirt in the middle of winter.
Then her second drink arrived and Peyton laughed, "Looks like you have some catching up to do," and she began on that bottle. If she kept going as she was, Peyton was bound to be plastered by the end of the night for the first time in her life and of course Dom was the villian behind it.
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WORDCOUNT 421
CLOTHES Here!
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Post by meme on Nov 26, 2009 21:34:57 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEMiniskirts, shorts, tank tops, sunglasses; yes Dominique was definitely a summer girl. She loved everything about summer mostly because she loved her body. She wasn’t self conscious at all. And winter wasn’t going to stop her. Winter was great too with the snow and all but all that clothing wore her down. Yes she would dress appropriate sometimes but right now she didn’t want to be. Dom couldn’t wait until the warm weather came back when people wouldn’t give her weird looks for wearing shorts. Yet those looks didn’t last long since guys were impressed with how her legs looked. Well they were impressed no matter what. Thank you one eighth veela.
“I’m glad I got someone to live a little bit tonight,” she said with a laugh liking how Peyton was drinking. This was perfect. Dom and her best friend drinking on a lovely winter day. Drinking with a friend was so much better than drinking alone. Also getting guys to buy you drinks was even better. Maybe she could try that out later. Wouldn’t take long. Peyton would just have not to be shy for a couple minutes to get a drink. It took Dom a few seconds to get a drink from a guy. It was almost as if it was her job now. Well it was really because she knew which guys to choose. Dom took another long sip from the bottle and saw how Peyton was already on her second. Oh no that wasn’t happening.
“Girl, I am just getting started.” Dominique said laughing and finishing off her first bottle. She motioned for a second and told the bartender if they saw any of the bottles empty to bring over another. She was gonna test to see how much her friend could drink. There was no way Peyton could drink more than she could. “So what is going on in the world of Peyton?” she asked trying to make some sort of conversation. She knew that conversation would be nearly impossible after a couple drinks. And with Dom even though she held a lot of drinks after one or two she was already a bit tipsy.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 361!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! horrible post sorry
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Post by peyton on Nov 26, 2009 21:48:49 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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If there was anyone in the world who knew Peyton, both sides of Peyton, the good side and the wild side that she did indeed seem to have it was Dom. Dom knew everything about Peyton, minus the cancer part, Peyton was to afraid to tell anyone about it, and plus it was going to be gone soon so she couldn't see a reason to. It was obvious though that something had been really effecting Peyton lately. There was no doubt about it and she was sure that Dom might have seen it and picked up on it. Most likely she had. But Dom knew better then to push Peyton. If something was bothering Peyton she would usually end up bringing it up to Dom, and she was slowly coming to the point of telling at least Dom about the cancer. She needed someone to know, someone to help keep her mind off of it until it was gone.
The one thing that wouldn't be told would be Peyton's plans that would be carried out in the next few days, maybe weeks. Dom would really and seriously believe that Peyton had lost her mind. Which in truth, Peyton couldn't help but to wonder if she had. Taking a deep breath Peyton took another swig of the alcohol. How could she not have thought to drink long before now? Seriously. She was now realizing what she was missing out on.
Phase one of her transformation was under way. She was drinking and dressing like Dom, though there was no doubt in Peytons mind that Dom would out drink her. And the funny thing was, Peyton liked it. She was tired of sitting on the back burner with everything, defiantly guys. How long had it been since she had kissed a guy? A year now. That was quite a long time then again it seemed guys didn't want that good girl that she use to be anyway.
Snickering at what her friend said Peyton knew it was true. Yes, for once she was living. "I can honestly say I'm glad you got me to also, it's been to long that I've been dead," she said almost laughing at the words she had used. Dead. Well if you looked at it from a certain way she was about to be "dead" soon. If things worked out.
Looking around Peyton noticed a few a guys sitting only a couple tables away. Quickly turning her gaze back to Dom, she realized she was that gone in her drinking yet to be able to confront one of them just yet.
As Dom spoke to the bartender, Peyton went to finish her second. Sure she wouldn't out drink her friend but she was going to try to come close to it. Unless of course she fell over first. "If I told you what's been up it would totally ruin this," she said looking. Yes, the small amount of conversation was not bound to last long and Peyton hadn't yet figured out for sure if the information about the cancer was going to pop out of her mouth just yet.
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Post by meme on Nov 26, 2009 22:27:17 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS METhere was really no way to explain why Dominique acted the way she did. She wasn’t always like this. Well yes very outspoken and confident but not a drunk. She didn’t think of herself as a drunk and other people probably didn’t but she did drink a lot. She drank when she was bored. Like how some people ate when they were bored. Dom always drank trying to find a good time. Since each time she drank a good time was usually around the corner so she put those two things together. That without the one you couldn’t get the other. Yes, she did know that she could have plenty of fun without alcohol but she never really tried to before. Since well one drink sometimes got her tipsy. If it was beer she was fine. But any hard liquor she was a definite goner.
See Dominique knew from when she was young she was a looker. That guys would always look at her and some would want her. So when Hogwarts came she had to act like she knew what she was doing. Even the first guy she slept with didn’t know he was her first. And she didn’t even remember his name. Dom drank and that was when she realized that drinking led to a good time and that she never had to pay for drinks. Guys would either always get her drinks or pay for hers. It was something she loved and quickly became addicted to. Having that power over guys was amazing. All she had to do was let them in her pants. And it wasn’t even that all the time. Just letting the guy be seen with her was enough for some.
“Well I am glad I got to get you alive. But the night is still young and like I said before. I haven’t even started yet.” Dom even laughed while she took another sip of her drink. Already she could practically feel the alcohol enter her blood stream. Yes, she did love this feeling. It felt amazing. How did she ever go long without alcohol? How did Peyton not drink? How did anyone not drink? Well she could probably answer those but her mind was already getting a bit fuzzy.
She just happened to follow Peyton’s eyes and saw the guys. Dom couldn’t help but smile at them and give them a wink. Most of the guys smiled back at her. “We won’t be paying for drinks much longer.” She informed Peyton looking back at her young naïve friend. “And you might actually get lucky,” and then she added, “if you act like me.”
“So true. So let’s just continue to drink.” She said laughing and raising her drink like Peyton did before. Yet this time Dom knew they were both at the point of no return. That after this drink both of them would be goners. Dom could tell that her friend probably couldn’t hold much more alcohol than her. And since Dom’s mind was already getting fuzzy, Peyton should not be too far behind.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 531!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! drunkness
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Post by peyton on Nov 26, 2009 23:03:46 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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There were only a few times in Peytons life that she had really drank, though none was more then one drink and never firewhiskey. Whatever had brought it on tonight though that made her order such a thing, she wasn't going to argue with. Being the good girl who drank the weak stuff wasn't really working out with her any more, she was bored with being so good. It never got her anywhere or anything but hurt. Peyton had once upon a time had a guy in her life, and she loved him, then he cheated her and she felt as if her heart had been ripped out of her body and stomped on by him. It was a feeling she would never forget and one she never wished to experience again. From that moment on she had been determined not to let it happen again.
And the best way to do just that was to change. It was for her to not be that good innocent girl that she once was. She wasn't going to be exactly like Dom, but she wasn't going to be her old self again. If she could just think of guys differently, to not want a relationship or more then she would have it made. So far it seemed all good, it seemed like she could manage to do just that.
Sighing, Peyton finished her second drink and quickly started on her third, which had been brought over even before the second bottle had been emptied. There was no way to hide the fact that Peyton was definatly feeling the drink. She felt rather tipsy and she could feel herself relax and start to lose control over her actions. Before she had really been aware of what she was doing she had got out of the chair that she had been sitting in. Looking over toward the table of guys a small smile plastered her face, and she was hoping it wasn't her all out innocent smile, though it was rather famous and worked well. "Be like you, thats easy enough," she said as she headed right toward the guys.
If Peyton would have been sober she would have never even thought about approaching the guys. She would have kept her butt in the chair to afraid to look at them in case they noticed. It seemed though with Dom cheering her on and the alcohol in her system that she was able to do anything. Even fly without a broom. When she was near the table she put both hands on the edge of it and leaned over a little bit as to look at the guy in the corner better and directly. "What are you boys doing here alone on such a lovely night?" she said winking at the one in the corner.
Silently, Peyton was praying that Dom would follow her and snap her out of it. Peyton had no idea what she was doing and she felt as if she was making a fool of herself. Stupid alcohol.
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Post by meme on Nov 27, 2009 20:25:56 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEBeing in Hufflepuff came with the whole stereotype of innocent and not really liking confrontation. And that was pretty much true for Dominique. Well not the whole innocent part. She did pull it off nicely but her friends knew the real her. She did have most of the teachers and her family fooled. Or they just put it in the back of their minds not wanting to know what Dominique was really up to. She was pretty sure her mother would probably die on the spot if she knew what her youngest daughter was up to. But at least she hasn’t come home pregnant yet. Or have a shot gun wedding. Well she was pretty sure her dad might flip if a guy was only going to marry her so he didn’t look bad.
This would definitely be interesting. Peyton trying to act like her. And well Dom wondered how people really saw her. Her true colors just came out when she was drunk. She was usually a very loud person and a friendly one; always trying to meet someone new. Dominique did love parties because she got to meet new people. And Peyton saying she would act like her would be something to see. Would be very interesting. “Go for it.” Dom said egging her on because of the alcohol and well because she really wanted to see where this would go. Plus those guys were good looking but should do well for Peyton. She could just tell that Peyton wasn’t that confident with guys. And that was one of the reasons Dominique was here.
Her friend’s walk Dom could even tell she was bad at holding alcohol. This should be way entertaining. After Peyton made her way over to the guys, Dom couldn’t help but giggle. She got up off of her seat and made her way over making sure she smiled the whole time. She went over to the side of the table and smiled at the guys. Well all of them except the one Peyton were looking at. “I think what my friend means is. Can we join you guys for some drinks?” Seeing the guys smirk and nod in approval Dom went and sat down next to one of the guys. Well more like made sure there was room for her. Which at first she practically sat on the guys lap but then he eventually moved over. “How about some shots, Peyton?” she said waving her hand to get the bartenders attention. Soon enough there were shots for all. Good thing one of the guys were paying. “To a good night.” She said raising her drink and drowning it.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 444!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
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Post by peyton on Nov 27, 2009 20:46:14 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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What was taking over Peyton's mind? Although it seemed that she knew that answer, she couldn't seem to make her mind wrap around what she had just done. The Peyton everyone knew would have never had the guts to get up and approach a table of guys. She would have been to afraid to and would have easily made a fool of herself. But these guys weren't any that she knew, and they didn't know her so maybe they would buy the way she was acting. Maybe they would believe that she knew what she was doing. At least, she hoped they did.
But at the same time, Peyton's thoughts were all fuzzy. She could hardly think straight without getting distracted any more and for once in her life she was enjoying that. She didn't want to be stuck in her own mind anymore, she didn't want to be that poor little girl with her finger in a dam just sitting around letting peopel walk all over her and do nothing with her life. No, she wasn't Baby and she wasn't going to sit in a corner any more.
When Peyton finally came back in control of herself and the next time she would see Dom, Dom was in trouble. How could she have let Peyton do such a stupid thing by approaching guys. Dom knew how bad Peyton was at such things. Then that thought slipped form her mind as Dom approached her, and all Peyton could do was thank her friend for coming to save her ass.
Watching as Dom squeezed herself to sit next to the guys Peyton just looked at her. Was Peyton suppose to do the same thing? Or should she just grab a chair from another table and sit down? She wasn't sure and it made her nervous, apparently she did not have enough alcohol in her system yet to get rid of the nerves. Looking at her friend for help Peyton just stood where she was. Looking back toward the guys she could see an opening big enough for her to squeeze in by the guy in the corner. It would be a great excuse for her to be near him since there wasn't room anywhere else.
As the shots arrived Peyton did follow Doms lead and she took a shot for herself but she held it in her hand and did not down it at that moment. She was going to need many more of those after she did what her brain was slightly telling her to do. Walking over to the corner, instead of sitting on the seat she sat down on the guys lap. "To a great night," she said finally downing the shot as she then turned to the guy and allowed her lips to find his.
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WORDCOUNT 482
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Post by meme on Nov 28, 2009 14:40:58 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEA drunken Dominique wasn’t really different than a sober one. Her walk was a bit different yes, her decisions weren’t that clear but everything she said she would have said if she was sober. It just came out much easier. Sure she really wasn’t to hold back but sometimes she did the right thing and though before she spoke. Ha, yeah that never happened when she was drunk. And somehow she still had a great amount of friends and guys would still be coming after her. Maybe they guessed that she was just too drunk to know what she was talking about or they liked that about her. Either way Dom ended up benefitting from it. She for the most part always had a guy the nights she got drunk.
Sitting here with these guys was pretty much perfect for a night like tonight. This had been her usual for so long now. This is why she came out here whenever she could especially for the weekend. Dominique loved how alcohol affected her and how guys looked at her. Yet even when she sat next to the guy she knew she wouldn’t be with any of them tonight. No matter what happened she wasn’t going to sleep with them. She might leave Peyton with one of them but since she was dating Anton LeBlanc she wasn’t wrecking that. So far she liked him and was going to try and not be a slut. Even when she felt the guy’s hand on her leg she didn’t add to that. Usually she would give him a smile or a wink but even with the alcohol messing her head up she knew that wouldn’t be good.
That shot felt great going down her throat. It tingled her toes and she felt it all throughout her body. It probably would have been smart to eat something before she came but she has dealt with an empty stomach and alcohol before. Dom knew it would enter her system faster but she was looking for a good night anyways. She waited for Peyton to drown the shot and was surprised when she friend drowned the shot and then start to kiss the guy she was sitting on. Maybe Dom was really rubbing off on her. “Peyton! That’s my girl!” she said proud that her friend actually got some and kissed the guy. She had a stupid grin on her face from the alcohol but she could pull it off well. Dominique could just tell that the guy next to her wanted the same thing but she just took someone’s drink that was on the table and drowned that too. Yeah Peyton now had some catching up to do.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 452!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! drunkness
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Post by peyton on Nov 28, 2009 15:18:15 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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There was no way to be sure if it was the alcohol or the fact that Peyton had so easily let herself lean down and the kiss guy who's lap she was in. The guy was about nineteen by looks, though Peyton had never been good at the whole age guessing thing, she was much better with asking. Not that she planned on actually asking the guys age because she honestly really didn't care much.
After a few minutes of making out witht guy she pulled away. Man, she liked being able to do things like that so easy. It was a new experience for the blonde and it was a good one too. No wonder Dom did what she did all the time. For once in her life, Peyton felt alive, like she could do anything she wanted without a second thought.
The guy seemed rather reluctant to stop kissing her, but Peyton forced her head to turn away from him as she looked over at Dom. Peyton knew that Dom was trying to be careful with what she did and she felt bad that Dom had put herself in such an awkward situation just for her, because Peyton knew that this was all about Peyton, plus Dom liked to drink.
Sighing slightly she watched as Dom drank another drink. Peyton was behind. It was as if Peyton was reading her mind knowing that in a way it was a challenge. The guy who's lap she was sitting on, who she decided to call Joe in her mind had a pretty full bottle of firewhiskey, just tempting her. There was also his shot sitting next to it untouched. Picking up the shot she downed it and then picked up the bottle and chugged half of the alcohol that was in it then sat it back down with a bang on the table. Turning around she winked at the guy, "I'll be back," she told him as she squeezed out from the table. She then grabbed ahold of Dom's hand. "Lets dance!" she said.
Why Peyton had not grabbed the guy to dance she wasn't sure, but for some reason she didn't want to. She wanted to leave him there sitting and watching her only to make him want her just that much more. She has slight evil smirk on her face as she leaned back trying to pull Dom from where she was sitting. As she leaned back she felt her hand slip off of Dom's which was what remained holding her up and she fell over backwards hitting the ground. Laughing out loud she said, "Well that was fun," she said not moving as she waited for Dom.
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WORDCOUNT 467
CLOTHES Here =]
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Post by meme on Nov 28, 2009 20:09:05 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEIt was hard for Dominique to try and control herself while drinking. It wasn’t something she normally did. She already drank more than she usually would at a party and still she was doing all that she could to not start making out with the guy next to her. He seemed to get more frustrated by the minute but after he saw her drown his shot pushed another drink her way. See, all guys were the same. All just wanted her drunk. Much easier that way. And she drank that too. Seeing that Peyton might be trying to catch up she loved how the guy she was sitting next to already had another shot ready for her. She didn’t know if he took it from one of his friends or if he ordered her another one. This might have been a little bit too much to drink in such a short amount of time but that wasn’t on her mind at the moment. Dominique took the shot that the guy had out for her and tilted her head back in order to get the shot down her throat. Her head felt heavy and light at the same time.
Dom watched her friend trying to see what Peyton wanted to do. She didn’t know if her friend wanted to stay with the guy and that Dom should try her way back to the castle or if her friend was really going to be like her. And by her she meant teasing the hell out of the guy, which was something the guy she was sitting next to probably thought she was doing. Being a tease. When actually she didn’t want anything to do with him except have him pay for her drinks tonight. Seeing Peyton drown the shot Dominique couldn’t help but smile. She liked this Peyton. Even if she wouldn’t remember this tomorrow. She laughed when Peyton came over and grabbed her hand. They would have all the guys starring at them tonight. Exactly what Dom loved.
Dancing was something she was great at. And it wasn’t the lady like dancing. It was the dancing that got the guy’s attention and wasn’t very lady like. She was pretty sure she might have been a stripper in another life. And no, she wasn’t going to become a stripper in this life. She had higher hopes than that. Dom was going to go with Peyton willingly but for some reason Peyton pulled her hand. And then there was no more Peyton. It took Dom a moment to wonder where her friend went. Yet she finally looked at the ground and saw Peyton down there sitting on her butt. She had to laugh seeing her friend down there. The guys were trying to hide their smiles by covering their faces. “Silly, silly girl.” Dom said shaking her head and helping up her friend.
Now this time she took Peyton’s hand leading them away from the table. “So you wanna show off for your guy?” Dom asked her friend with a sly smirk on her face. “Well follow my lead if you don’t know how to dance.” She added with a wink. She was drunk give her a break. And well maybe Dom would become a stripper in this life. Well at least tonight. Without the whole taking off the clothes part.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 558!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! drunkness
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Post by peyton on Nov 28, 2009 20:33:50 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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After Peyton found herself on the hard, rather dirty floor, she couldn't help but lose it in a fit of laughter. If it wasn't for the alcohol she wouldn't be laughing at herself, then again, it was kind of hard not to laugh anyway, because if she hadn't been drinking she would not have fallen over in the first place. The whole blame for her being on the floor she laid on Dom for her not moving when Peyton first jumped off.
There was no way she could even embarassed at herself falling because they guys were laughing with her, though she seen the one in the corner start to move as if he was going to help her before she ended up speaking. Apparently her speaking and laughing gave off the hint that she was just fine and that it was okay to laugh as well, which it was, because she couldn't be upset.
Snickering now as she manged to cut off her laughter she looked at the other blonde. Dom was good at staying on two feet with as much alcohol she had already drank, and here Peyton was becoming rather clumsy, though she could still walk and everything. Oh well, practice makes perfect she decided and she was sure within the next few says she was bound to drink more and help build up a tolerance to it. As Dom spoke Peyton just simply shrugged, "I totally meant to do that," she insisted as she took her friends hand.
Once of the ground, Peyton ignored the guys and only concentrated on Dom. Thats what she was suppose to do right? Leave them wanting more? Then again she spoke to Peyton. Peyton simply followed her friend away from the table and nodded. Sure thats what she wanted. Whatever. "Right, your lead, I've been trying that all night darling' I think I'm failing," she said though she couldn't stop herself from laughing.
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STATUS finished =]
WORDCOUNT 337
CLOTHES Here =]
CREDITS JADEN. @ caution 2.0
NOTES none atm [/center] |
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Post by meme on Nov 28, 2009 23:33:59 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD• to believe there's someone else who could be •JUST AS MESSED UP AS MEPractice did make perfect. That was how Dominique was able to walk at the moment. And she would be dancing. And well the first time she was this drunk she couldn’t even walk. She just stayed with the guy the whole night until it was time to leave. She giggled at everything anyone said and zoned out at times. When she did try to get up she had someone’s arm around her waist keeping her steady. But she was actually good at keeping the alcohol down. Dom usually never vomited but rather passed out somewhere. Usually a couch, bed, chair, the ground, etc. And she noticed that Peyton could keep her alcohol down pretty well. She just wasn’t that steady. Which Dom could deal with. Any kind of dancing would look good to these guys.
“I know you did, honey.” Dominique said calmly but laughing while she said it. She was fine with Peyton falling to the ground and the guys surely didn’t mind. Plus the Ravenclaw didn’t make a huge scene about it. It was good that she laughed at herself. Well Dom would have laughed at her either way. But it was still funny that when she had fallen, Dom was quiet shocked to see her friend suddenly disappear. On the dance floor Dom couldn’t help but starting to giggle. When she was drunk she giggled a lot and there was no way to stop it. Even when she fell or managed to hurt herself she giggled. Reason probably number two why people never too her seriously when she was drunk. Reason one was that she was drunk.
“You are doing pretty well. You managed to actually kiss a guy.” She managed to say her speech slurring a little bit but it was still audible. “But I can lead.” Dom said doing what she was pretty much a natural at. Leading people and taking charge. Hearing some music she began to dance like how she would if she was at a club. She looked at Peyton just kind of telling her to follow her moves. Move your hips a lot and just trying to look your sexiest. That was really all this dancing really was. So everyone had their own style. Either way she knew by now the guys’ jaws were dropped and they were most likely drooling.
TAGGED ! peyton!
WORDS ! 390!
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! drunkness
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Post by peyton on Nov 29, 2009 0:06:29 GMT -5
PLEASE DONT LET
MY DREAM RUN DRY UNDERNEATH, UNDERNEATH
THIS AMARILLO SKY [/b]
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The night had been progressing greatly so far without much incenident, despite her small fall to floor. Peyton was kind of amused how great the night seemed to be going and there hadn't been any troubles or her getting embarassed at all. She felt free to do what she felt like doing without having to worry about making a fool of herself. The feeling was not one she could possibly explain at all. Though she was sure that Dom herself would agree and could understand the feeling more then anyone else that Peyton really associated herself with.
As Dom had responded saying that she knew that Peyton had meant to fall, Peyton shook her head. Yes, she was drunk now. And yes she had no clue what she was doing, but that didn't stop her. She knew what she wanted that night, and it was some fun, one way or another. Though she wasn't sure at how far she was going to end up going that night, with anyone or anything. Her mind was all fuzzy and she wasn't even trying anymore to stay in control.
There was a slight suprise in Peyton as Dom told her that she was doing good. Was she really? She couldn't really tell, she felt like a posure, and a real bad one at that. She didn't think she fit in well with the scene though it got easier as the time went on.
Following Dom's lead, Peyton did her best to copy. Not that she looked as great doing it but still she gave it a good try and that was what counted. At least to her it counted. As they danced, it seemed she got more comfortable with it. Though she wasn't sure if it was enough to actually look remotely similar to Dom. She still had to work at that part. "I think I'm getting it," she blurted out with a small laugh following since she had said it out loud.
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STATUS finished =]
WORDCOUNT thats a very good question..
CLOTHES Here =]
CREDITS JADEN. @ caution 2.0
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