The Class Reunion (IC)

[Mephistophelily]

[OOC thread here]

Mickey frowned slightly as she entered the party hall, giving a frustrated groan at the mess of balloons and streamers. "God's sake, its not fucking prom. Its a damn reunion." She cursed out the people in charge; the class president and her old little lackeys. She never had cared for anything they voted on, including the terrible senior trip to a theme park. Most schools went on some massive trip. They went to the nearby waterpark. What a rip off.

But now... now she didn't care about that. The whole reason she was here was to show what she had become- The freaky girl that scared the jocks, the one everyone thought would have killed herself by now... Nope, she was instead pissing off people daily with her talk show. What fun, wriling them up only to make them seem the fools. She always had had fun making hotheaded fools fall back into their places.

....And there was the biggest one of all, coming in the door right now. Candice Harrison. God she hated that bitch- and she would bet anything that there were far more people in the class that felt the same way. She still seemed to have that air about her now, that arrogant snob expression seeming to be permentantly etched on her face.

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"Ugh." Candice made a grimace as she saw the people already in the hall, disgusted at the idea of associating with them. Still, she felt the need to show up. Why, she wasn't sure... Maybe to find out what these losers had done with their lives since high school. How pathetic they looked! And there was that weirdo Mickey, still just as freaky as ever.

She was curious now though- were any of her old friends going to be there? Or at least those she let call her a friend... Hmm, maybe she could even run into some of the guys from the old football team.

 

[SexDemoness666]

Rachel shoots a glare at Candice as she notices her come in. She hated going to these sorts of things, especialy since she had to teach a class, and needed to work on her lesson plan. But she tried her best to put her best foot forward, and try not to be rude.

 

[dragonrazor]

Anthony Draco, Tony to those close to him, pulled up at the old high school in a big black SUV. He hadn't wanted to go to his high school reunion, but he had all but been ordered to go by the General at the facility he was assigned to. He shook his head, sitting there for a few minutes, debating getting out. He had always hated the little gatherings they had had at the school. He growled to himself, hitting his head on the steering wheel, then sighed, and grabbed a small military issue rucksack with some stuff of his. He may have been put on vacation, but that didn't mean he couldn't do some work. He unbuckled his seatbelt, and slowly climbed out of the big vehicle. It actually wasn't his, of course. It was a military vehicle his CO had handed him the keys to for the duration of the reunion. He grumbled, as he locked the doors and then started for the entrance to the building. He adjusted his suit, glad he had opted to avoid wearing a tie. He stepped through the doors, and looked around, almost seeing the tension.

"Tony Draco, what the hell are you thinking walking into this mess?" The question was to himself, and of course, was rhetorical, but he asked it anyways.

 

[steph86]

James Cuningham walked into the room scanning it for a familiar face there was a few but no one he thought would want to talk him he noticed a few familiar people Mickey wow she was looking good. He walked over to the bar and ordered himself a drink loosening his tie he now wondered why he had bothered coming. James was looking for inspiration he hadn’t painted any thing in 2 months people were on his back as to when his next masterpiece would be unveiled and he had well… nothing to show them he was always bursting with ideas when he was younger and was hoping to get that flair for painting back.

 

[steph86]

Emma Stevenson walked into the party wondering what she would come across she had always been just average in her younger days and didn’t think any one would even remember her. She decided to have a look around and see who she would come across.

 

[Katamari Roller]

In a decade, the place had not changed at all. No, not at all. Except for the broken windows on the second floor, of course. Viv shook her head gently at this, as she walked in. She carried herself with great dignity, though, that had definitely changed from when she nearly scurried her way past the crowd, always trying to avoid prying hands.

She might find those here, too, but that was what the spray was for.

Walking in, Viv noticed there were not too many people around. And the people there were, a few of them she recognised. Like Candice. Candice "Mark I". Her advance when trampling on Viv was unstoppable back then. She tried not to let that get to her. It had been a few years, and the suffering had more than paid for. Now... now Viv was pretty sure very few, if any, would recognise her. Her glasses were not big, round, dorky ones anymore. They were square, sleek, elegant... and her clothes were nice too, as opposed to clothes her grandma might have been wearing.

Re-adjusting her glasses with a simple gesture, Viv walked over to the bar and sat with regal dignity on a stool, before asking for a coke with a soft voice. Thankfully, not as squeaky as back in those days. Back then, interaction was a burden she got rid of as soon as possible. But now, for a public relations executive, it was something one had to enjoy...

And speaking of that, someone caught her eye. That man in army fatigues, with the green eyes... Viv looked away as she drank some of her coke, but she'd be damned if she hadn't seen that face before, as well as that of... was that Michelle Fredericks? The Goth chick?

Good God...! Viv smiled to herself, and at Michelle. Not quite a companion of misfortunes, she was... but she had to admit, Viv admired her. She had rised to a position that allowed her to dish out some of her own ass-kicking, and some veiled commentaries didn't escape Viv's radar. When she noticed Mickey looking at her, Viv rose her coke as if she was toasting, and smiled. And... Ohooooo! If that wasn't Rachel Bolt...!

Another Goth, Sexton did not have that many back in the day so the few that there were, were well known. And Viv was not that far out of the social circles (actually, she was further, but now it didn't seem realistic to her that she had been THAT isolated) to ignore the presence of the girls who made the people in the corridors shut up for the full quarter of a minute they were in sight.

 

[steph86]

James looked on as a woman he could not quite place sat down next to him at the bar, Then it hit him like a tone of bricks " Vivian ?? Is that you ? you might not remember me but we used to sit next to each other in biology. I was the broody idiot Jamie" James hoped he had the right girl after all he had been an idiot with her on several occasions he remember one time they had both got an F when dissecting a frog because he through it out the window and Viv kept her mouth shut as to what happened and him being an asshole meant he had never thanked her.

 

[DrStein]

Dexter stepped out of his Mini-Cooper and smiled at the familiar building of his high school. He was dressed respectably in a pair of Italian boots, and black jeans and a blue T-shirt from Calvin Klein with a leather jacket over top. Winding up his left forearm was an elaborate dragon tattoo. He wore a ring on each hand, a Celtic pattern engraved band on his right ring finger, and a stone-set ring on his left middle finger. Black stud earrings were in each ear, and an ankh pendant hung from his neck.

He strode in briskly, taking his nametag at the door. He smiled lopsidedly at the streamers and balloons decorating the party hall. It looked so unbelievably tacky, but there was a sense of nostalgia all the same. Shrugging his jacket, he stepped further into the room and started looking for any familiar faces.

 

[steph86]

Emma looked at the muscular man who entered the room NO it couldn’t be but it was se read the name tag Dexter Wolf it was him she had seen him on TV once or twice but he didn’t look so there was no word for it other than muscular. She walked over to him " Hi Dex you look well.. different even compared to T.V". Emma still remember Little Dex the small boy who a lot of people used to pick on but she had always tried to stop her friends from being cruel to him. Dex had always been sweet like the little brother she never had.

 

[DrStein]

Dex smiled lightly at the sight of the woman in front of him. "Emma?" He didn't recognize her at first, but sure enough there was the name tag. "It's good I ran into you. I want to thank you. You don't know how far a bit of kindness went back then."

He tilted his head to one side, amazed at how she had grown up... and out. "What have you been up to?"

 

[dragonrazor]

Tony sat down at a table, taking some old books out of his rucksack, along with a notebook. He looked a little out of place in fatigues, but he hadn't felt like dressing up. He opened the book, and started reading through it. It was written in what at first glance seemed a derivative of Latin. Upon closer inspection, however, it appeared more like a root. He was working on translating it, and made notes in his notebook as he read. He had already pocketed his sunglasses before coming in.

 

[steph86]

“Me I am an actress, no leading roles but I have been the supporting actress in quite a few films, its hard but I got the bug now acting is my life. What about you? As for being kind to you , I couldn’t help my self you were so cute.” Emma replied wondering if she should have added the last bit she hoped he wouldn’t take offence. She looked him up and down there was nothing about him now that was cute he was all Man and what a man but he still had those sweet eyes.

 

[DrStein]

"In a kicked puppy sort of way, I guess," Dex answered with a shrug.

"My show is going into it's second season. We've already got the filming schedule laid out."

 

[steph86]

"I know life back then was hard for you bit I tried to help you when I could I am sorry I couldn’t have done more. Well look at you now second season of your show starting AND your drop dead gorgeous you still have those sweet eyes you won in the end. I never thought of you as a kicked puppy eather" Emma said with a smile.

 

[DrStein]

Dex modestly waved off her comments about his looks. "I've just been taking care of myself. And I see you have as well. You've become quite the slim beauty."

 

[Katamari Roller]

James looked on as a woman he could not quite place sat down next to him at the bar, Then it hit him like a tone of bricks " Vivian ?? Is that you ? you might not remember me but we used to sit next to each other in biology. I was the broody idiot Jamie" James hoped he had the right girl after all he had been an idiot with her on several occasions he remember one time they had both got an F when dissecting a frog because he through it out the window and Viv kept her mouth shut as to what happened and him being an asshole meant he had never thanked her.

Viv stared at James. He had changed quite a bit... 'the broody idiot' certainly seemed like the right nickname back then, but now he was quite nicely dressed. And even thought she remembered a couple times when he'd been rude to her (and she remembered crying in anger back at her home because of the frog), she smiled. Forgive and forget, at least he had been one of the few who had never been self-proclaimed torturers.

"Well, hello there!" Viv hugged him as she kissed his cheeks in a friendly gesture. "I see life has been treating you well! So, I'm guessing you won't cut your wrists now, will you?" Viv grinned naughtily at that. Truth was, thinking back to those times, it seemed like Sexton High had been the thinking tank of goths, or something...

 

[steph86]

Dex modestly waved off her comments about his looks. "I've just been taking care of myself. And I see you have as well. You've become quite the slim beauty."

"Thankyou looks like we have both grown up nicely so do you have any kids or a wife now or any thing".

 

[steph86]

Viv stared at James. He had changed quite a bit... 'the broody idiot' certainly seemed like the right nickname back then, but now he was quite nicely dressed. And even thought she remembered a couple times when he'd been rude to her (and she remembered crying in anger back at her home because of the frog), she smiled. Forgive and forget, at least he had been one of the few who had never been self-proclaimed torturers.

"Well, hello there!" Viv hugged him as she kissed his cheeks in a friendly gesture. "I see life has been treating you well! So, I'm guessing you won't cut your wrists now, will you?" Viv grinned naughtily at that. Truth was, thinking back to those times, it seemed like Sexton High had been the thinking tank of goths, or something...

"No I have changed alot since then I am glad to say so what are you doing now?"

 

[Katamari Roller]

"Well, I'm working for a trading society. And it is expanding well, so it seems the future looks bright. I'm Public Relations director, international section."

Viv drank a bit more of her coke. More people were streaming in, and soon the space would get pretty hot around here. The refreshment was welcomed, as was Jamie's sight. He was far more attractive now than he was back then, although that seemed to be the usual in these reunions, judging by everyone else's looks. Viv checked Jamie out with quick glances all over his body.

"So, I see you have been taking care of yourself..."


OOC: Come on, man! Writing some more won't kill you...

 

[DrStein]

Dex smirked. "Yeah, my wife is at home right now with the kids. Coming up on our anniversary soon... though I'll probably have to break it off with my girlfriend sometime before then. It's getting tough to juggle."

His smirk widened into a huge grin at the look of disappointment and disgust on Emma's face. "Had you going for a second," he said before bursting out laughing. "I'm not married or seeing anybody."

He pulled the stone ring off his left hand and spun it in his palm like a top. "Doesn't exactly look like a wedding band, does it." He closed his hand into a fist and when he turned his hand over and opened his fingers, the ring was back on as if it have never been disturbed.

 

[steph86]

James noticed the room filling he was glad he had come a little early betting the crowed. He wasn’t one for making an entrance so was glad he had been one of the first to enter the reunion. James gave Viv the quick once over while she drank some of her coke she had always looked so young before he could hardly believe that young girl had turned into this hot woman. She defanatly looked after her self. Her job must pay well he thought as the clothes she had on looked like they were tailored to her. As Viv looked round the room James looked round also.
He turned back to Viv as she said "So, I see you have been taking care of yourself..."
“I try I interact with a lot of clients so I have to look the part you look like you take care of yourself to I work out at least 5 times a week how bout your self? Any way are you married? I my self never have been my work takes up a lot of time some times I will go into my studio and stay there for a week or two . James smiled at Viv thinking back to that young girl who used to look so shy now she looked any thing but shy.

 

[steph86]

For a second when Dex started talking about his wife kids AND girlfriend Emma didn’t no where to put her self. Emma was so relieved when she realised Dex was joking Dex pulled the stone ring off his left hand and spun it in his palm like a top. "Doesn't exactly look like a wedding band, does it." He closed his hand into a fist and when he turned his hand over and opened his fingers, the ring was back on as if it have never been disturbed. Emma just looked at him in amazement “ You had me worried about the wife thing. Wow how did you do that?” she asked genuinely impressed.

 

[dragonrazor]

Tony looked up from his work, then looked around. He spotted a few familiar faces, but he didn't remember any names. He shrugged, and looked back down, studying his translation. The language was VERY dead, but he knew a lot about it. It was his job to know dead languages, though he honestly had no idea why the military was so interested in it, yet. He looked up again, then closed his book, and put it back in the rucksack.

 

[DrStein]

"Magic," Dex replied with a smirk. "But enough of me, aside from your career, how's life been treating you?" He jerked his head in the direction of the refreshments table, gesturing for her to follow him as they talked.

 

[SexDemoness666]

Rachel sighs, and takes a sip of her drink, and sighs. She didn't have much to talk about, she was a College Professor teaching about the Occult, and then there was the Socialists, people might think that a little weird.