The Greatest of Friends.

Trist

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Note: I would like as little OOC speaking in this thread as possible; please just take on a character if you would like to join in.

Characters:

Andrew (aka Wry) - Pale, slender, morbid individual; long blond hair (little past waist) and cobolt eyes. Stands about 5'6". Not a very outgoing person; speaks with abnormally great articulation and importance. Very intelligent. Dating Laura. Virgin. 18 years old.

Stephanie - Very loud, outgoing person. 6' even, blond hair reaching to her mid-back, and blue eyes. Motto: "Live life to the fullest". Single; has a sexual past with Crash. 18 years old.

Jake - "Mr. Perfect", captain of his HS football team, top of his class. 6'2", strong build, tan, crystal eyes, and copper colored hair. A deep thinker, a person of pure charisma. 22 years old.

Trist (aka Crash) - Decript in story; my character. 18 years old.

Courtney - 5'3", shoulder length brown hair and deep hazel eyes. Addicted to sex; not very emotional due to past experiences. 19 years old.

Scott - 6'1", short blond hair, green eyes. One of the sweetest guys you could ever meet; doesn't try to put on a false front to impress anyone. Very down to earth. 20 years old.

Matt - A person who craves attention; uses humor in attempts to get. 6' even, brown hair, brown eyes. 19 years old.

Laura - Very self-involved snob; does her best to look gorgeous and attract all the men she can. Currently dating Andrew, although he refuses to sleep with her because it "doesn't feel right" when she comes-on to him. She cheats on him, of course, but he stays with her anyway.


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Crash looked at her card key, then at the door.

"This is where we're staying?" she thought. "A bit more expensive then I had guessed..."

She studied the large house; it was of the newest design in architecture. She could already guess that it was filled with only the best of technological gadgets... She couldn't wait.

Crash slid the card through the lock. The green light blinked on and granted her passage.

Crash walked into the house, looking over the entering area. The place was huge -- and the interior design was simply amazing. She had never seen a house decorated so well, or was so clean.

She shut the door behind her and ventured in farther.

"I wonder if anyone's here yet..."

Crash wandered into a bedroom to her liking and decided to claim it as her own for the week. She flung her backpack on the bed and then headed to the bathroom to make sure she looked alright.

She hadn't seen any of her friends in two years; she couldn't wait to see how everyone had changed. She sure knew she had.

Crash was still 5'6", just as she was when she was sixteen. But now her body was well developed, curving nicely with measurements of 38C-30-38. Her hair reached to her waist and was jet black. She still hosted a pale complexion mixed with blue eyes and thick crimson lips.

She wore a black tank-top, tight fitting to her curves with thin speghetti straps. It reached just above her muscular stomach and showed a bit of cleavage. Her baggy jeans hung loosely on her hips; the tip of her tattoo could be seen over the rim of her pants.

"Good enough..." she thought.

Crash made her way back into the main area of the house, hoping that someone would have arrived by now.
 
Stephanie

Stephanie opened the door to the house. "This is amazing!" She thought to herself as she looked around. She stepped through the door and dropped her bags. "HELLO? ANYONE HERE?" She yelled looking forward to hearing someone, anyone yell back. "THE BEST OF THE BREAST IS HERE!"

Picking up her bags she started looking around.
 
OOC: Seeing as there aren't any other posts, or claims to him, I might as well take him anyway.. ^_^

IC: Scott takes a few steps along the path in the garden to reach the door, hearing the end of a yell in what must be Stephanie's voice. He smiled slightly. Though she was loud, he liked her anyway, in fact, he liked pretty much everyone, although he often wondered why that was the same in return.

He knocked on the door a few times, to alert Stephanie and anyone else inside of his presence, then opened the door. What greeted him there almost made him panic. Instead of Stephanie being there, he could see the back of an obviously attractive woman, he politely coughed, and as she turned his eyes widening. It WAS Stephanie. The words caught in his throat, until he coughed again and regained his voice.

"Stephanie, it's been way too long!" Scott smiles, running a hand through his straight, short blonde hair. "I see you've still kept in shape."

Scott proceeds to close the door, placing the card he used to open it back into the pocket of his shirt. He'd decided to adopt a casual look for the reunion of sorts, a pair of his usual black jeans along with a white t-shirt. No logo's, but that was common for Scott, no point in buying expensive things that break the first day you wear them, he always said. Over the t-shirt was an unbuttoned white shirt, the sleeves rolled up and the shirt looking unironed. The only remarkable thing about his clothing was a red bandana across his forehead, the Kanji symboling for dragon across the front, though his hair covered half of that. And to finish the ensemble, a rucksack over his back with a travel bag in his left hand, oh, and not forgetting the thin-rimmed glasses he wore. He offered his right hand to Stephanie, waiting for her to clasp his hand before shaking.

"I'm going to go find a place to put this stuff, you want to come with me?" He offers, then looks around for a stairs to lead to the bedrooms. Architecture always irritated him somehow, it seemed the designers went out of their ways to put things in the most difficult of places. The stairs on the other hand, were in sight, and he soon made his way over to them.

Taking the steps two at a time, Scott almost crashed into someone at the top, managing to dance to the side unsuccesfully and land rear-first onto the floor unceremoniously. He looked up at the source of the accident, breath catching in his throat, once again. Two of them, in under an hour? First Steph and now..

Scott tried not to stare, but found that a little difficult, although managing somehow. "Crash... Crash! It's you, my lord you've changed!" Rising smoothly, Scott offered his hand to her, waiting for her to accept it. He'd never admitted to either Crash or Steph that he'd been smitten by them both, and that was years ago. Now he was having an even harder time, he made it a point to not offend either of them. 'This reunion will go smoothly', he thought to himself, 'or I'm going to regret it..'

"Give mea moment, I have to go put these away, then I'll join you. Oh! In case you hadn't heard the yell.. Or the echoes, Stephanie is here." With that, Scott swiftly chooses a direction and walks in it, pausing to look into an open doorway. Crash's things were there. He moved to the room next to it, throwing his bag and rucksack on the bed and delicately closing the door. He rejoined Crash, smiling pleasantly. "How about we join Steph, then start to catch up on things?"
 
Hmm...

This thread looks very interesting...I'd would've pick Jake or Scott, however they are taken. Well I'll watch as an audience. :D
 
Andrew, or Wry as his friends called him looked at the huge house with some reservations. He held the card that Crash had sent him wondering whether to insert it in the door or throw it in the bushes and go home. Then he thought of Laura. Crash had promised she'd be there and he couldn't bear the thought of her being there without him. Oh well it was only another lost weekend. one of many with Laura.

So he inserted the key and let himself in. He saw himself in the hall mirror and srtaightened his long blond hair. The wind had disheveled it and he reminded himself that he would tie it back later after he got settled. He gingerly put his bag containing his laptop computer on the foyer table and set his leather suitcase on the floor beside it. Looking past his image in the mirror he saw Crash, Stephanie and Scott gathered in the vast sunken living room to his left.

His eyes searched furtively for Laura but not seeing her he lowered his gaze. Oh well he thought, shes always late, whats new? Realizing they were all looking at him he shuffled into the room and shook hands, greeting them each in turn. Trying to look interested, as they engaged in antimated conversation..
 
Stephanie

Stephanie had her rear rammed into by Scott. "Well, you should at least buy me dinner first!" She said watching a blush run into his face.

He soon ran up the stairs and seemed to run into something up there. She looked up and saw his collision partner. CRASH. Stephanie's face spread with a grin. She took her stuff up stairs and embraced her long time friend. "I have missed you." She whispered in her ear.

She also went find a room, "Don't want all the good ones to be gone." she yelled. Finding just the perfect room she ran down the stairs to spend time with her friends and be the first to great all that entered.
 
Crash politely greeted her friends, and then turned her eyes to Andrew (she was the only one that called him that).

"Laura's not here yet," she spoke, knowing that's what he had been looking for. "So far it's just you, Stephanie, Scott, and myself."

Andrew nodded softly, standing in silence.

"Anyone care for a drink?" Crash asked, trying to make everyone comfortable.
 
Stephanie

"Yes please Crash. Let me help you." Stephanie answered back. It had been such a long time since any of them had been together and she was wanting to know everything she had missed.

"How have you been anyway? You haven't called lately." She said trying not to sound hurt.
 
"I've been good; I finally got my independant gaming company off the ground," Crash beamed with a proud smile.

"And how have you been, my sweet Stephie?"
 
Stephanie

Stephanie's heart jumped when Crash called her 'my sweet Stephie.' She would never admit how much she really missed Crash to anyone else, but she missed her more than life itself.

"I have been ....ok. Don't get out much, but you know how that goes." She watched as Crash made the drinks. "So why did you call us all out here anyway? Just a bullshit session? OH, Are you getting married? I knew it. You are! My gosh, I am so happy." She says bouncing up and down, her breast still bouncing when she stops.
 
Scott gave Wry a comradely pat on the shoulder as Crash told him of Laura's delayed arrival. He knew how disappointed he must feel. "She's probably just been held up by traffic. You know her, I'd bet she'd hold up the traffic just to touch up her makeup." Scott knew this to be true. On one occasion Laura had tried to attract him, she'd waited impatiently in the car, looking as gorgeous as ever. Scott had to stifle a soft laugh. He'd just continued to read his book, pretending not to have noticed her. Which irked her greatly.

"So, Wry, how has life been treating you man? Things any better than when we last spoke?" He asked politely while looking around for Crash and Steph. Guessing they'd gone to get drinks, Scott called out towards the kitchen. "I'll just have water, please!" Then turned back to Wry, taking a seat on a soft three-seater couch.
 
Stephanie

Walking back into the day room with her soda and Scott's water she looked like a kid that just got it's favorite stuffed animal back.

"Here is your water Scott." She looked over to Wry and noticed he was watching the door impatiently. "Come now Wry, don't worry, she will show. I honestly don't see what you see in her anyway. She is a real..." and seeing Wry's face drop she changed the subject. "How is that thing you were working on going Scott?"
 
Scott took the water, taking a sip of it before setting it down onto a table, making sure a coaster was set underneath it, stains on wood were difficult to remove with little effort. He smiled warmly at Steph. "Thank you for remembering about it after such a long time. It's going rather well at the moment, nearing the end of beta testing, still has a few problems though." Scott wondered just how many of the others remembered his idea of creating a new Operating System that would increase the speed of a computer by almost half it's original processing capabilities. "Sadly I've had some.. Hardware errors, involving my laptop and a nearby window. Troublesome thing.." He'd never wanted to make a big deal of the money he'd won in some prize draw. People's opinions always changed if someone became rich so fast, but Scott's stayed the same, he only ever wanted enough money to get by, more was just cumbersome. "But, enough about that. I sometimes wonder why I'm working on something that can send most people to sleep from just me talking about it."

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his small bandanna concealing most've the effect. "You're looking happier than you were when I crashed into you.." He trailed off, wondering something, but finished what he was saying quickly, "probably just nice to see everyone again."
 
Stephanie

"Oh, I think I figured out why we were all invited here, but I will let Crash tell you herself. Don't wanna ruin the surprise. So, tell me? Dating? Wife? Perhaps kids? Or do you spend so much time on that computer that you forget the real world exist." She questioned him mercefully. She had always been the nosey one, but if it weren't for her they would never know anything about anyone else.

"I have missed you guys so very much. There isn't a lot going on in my life so I am having to live through yours and Wry's and Crash's"
 
Scott couldn't help but laugh lightheartedly at Steph's questioning, he was even a little surprised when he found he'd missed that too. "Dating? Me? Sorry to say, Steph, no wife, girlfriend, significant other, kids.. Just computers, books and good friends." His smile was a mixtutre of amusement and sadness. Twenty already, and never seriously involved, he wondered what he was doing wrong.

"I expect Wry and Crash have had more interesting times. How about you, Stephanie? An attractive one like you can't have had trouble finding someone?"
 
Stephanie

Stephanie blushed at being called attractive. She knew that some people thought she was but she never saw it. She was always just plain.

"No," she said looking down. "I am alone still. There was someone, " she said looking towards the kitchen, "but that fell through. I just keep looking though, one day my Prince or ...well, will come along. So, what have you been up to? Do you ever get away from the computer?"
 
Scott gazed at her face admiringly. "You still disagree with being called attractive, Steph?" He'd overheard her mentioning she thought of herself only as plain simply by mistake. He hadn't meant to have heard it, and now he'd forgotten not to mention it.

"I'm sorry. I'm sure that, one day, you'll find your Prince, or..." Following her glance, Scott was puzzled, he trailed off while thinking. Looking towards the kitchen..? What's in the ki - Crash? Scott tried very hard not to let his eyes widen, glancing down at the floor long enough to recover. "This past month, I decided to get outdoor's a little moree often. Hiking, camping, survival and the like. You never know when those things can be put to good use, maybe some day I'll need to know how to find a suitable place for a cookfire. Oh," he removes the bandanna, which is more like a headband, he mused over that. "I've taken to self-defence also, another thing for a practical use."

"Been up to much yourself," a grin crossed his lips, "oh attractive one?"
 
Stephanie

Again Stephanie blushed.

"Oh, you know, just the same old. I finally finished school and will be going to college this fall. University of Florida. YEAH! I have been learning some really cool stuff outside of school. Nothing that could really further my career, but fun stuff none the less. Oh, and I have been keeping an eye on that old cave we all used to go hide out in. I have kept it the same way it was way back when we used to get together all the time. Even have that peice of Laura's hair that got gum in and we had to cut it out. Remember?"

She laughs remembering how Laura cried for three days over that tiny bit of hair.
 
OOC: Somehow I have a feeling we should say "Poor Trist and the others" for having to read through our posting storm.. ^_^

IC: Scott patted the seat on the couch next to him, smiling up at Stephanie. "Did you do well in school? I hope that you have a great time at University, if you get through that as easily as you did in school, you're in for an easy time. Fun stuff? Sounds like the Stephanie we all know and adore."

He nods while laughing in remembrance of that moment, he had helped comfort Laura until the hair grew back, but she did seem to be inconsolable for a long time. "I'll have to make a point to visit that cave soon, but I've pretty much forgotten where it is. Maybe you could show me to it sometime?"
 
Stephanie

OOC: We can stop if you want, I was just bored and this cures it a bit.....

IC:Stephanie sat down beside Scott, noting how good he was looking these days. "I would love to show you. I often go there to ma.....be alone....."

Her words drift off as a flush fills her face. "You should never forget your childhood. Growing up only makes life boring. I plan to have fun as long as I can."
 
OOC: *Smiles slightly* Too much fun to stop right now.

IC: "I know what you mean, sometimes I like to find someplace to go for a little time away from everything. It's easier to think, and sometimes relax when alone.." Scott replies, shutting off his imagination quickly.

He smiles warmly at her, leaning back against the couch and stretching slightly as he yawns, covering his mouth with a hand politely. Reaching out to his drink, he takes it and sips at it again. "You're right on that, life does get boring as you grow up. But it's also filled with new experiences," he sighs wistfully, "I should make it a point to visit everyone more often, I miss the days when we could all go to the cave and hang out."

"Do you remember the time we all walked off from the cave and ended up by a stream of water? I still can't believe how cold that water was." Scott smiled at the memory, everyone hopping from one stone to another in the stream. It was safe enough to fall, as the water was deep enough to prevent injury, and drowning was impossible. He remembered hopping onto the same stone as Steph had, bumping into her, wobbling slightly and falling backwards. From then on he kept his hair short, a mass of wet hair and clothes made him shiver throughout the rest of that day.
 
Stephanie

Stephanie laughed. "Yes, you were so cold because you fell in remember? And your clothes, and all that beautiful hair. You were a frightful thing. It was fun though. Now, sometimes if it is warm enough, you can go skinny dipping. I do it all the time during the summer. No one ever comes out."

She looked down, realizing she had just told a guy that she gets naked. "But, it is lots of fun."

She remembered a lot of fun times down by that cave and river. "So, do you have any favorite spots to go now? Or are you just a city boy?"
 
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