I am looking for people to be quests at a party full of young, stupid, and mean people. Enjoy!
This is Jessica. She is pretty much normal, but lately things have not been working for her. Life sucks. She has few friends that want her for anything other than her body, or for her to do something... like drive them around. Most people ignore her when she shows up at parties that she was only half-heartedly invited it. She knows better now, that no one can be trusted and that in the end she will only get hurt.
She tags with some people to another party, to give it one more try. Yet again, she finds herself alone on a balcony smoking and drinking away the pain.
Jessica dressed nicely for this party, some new black pants with a little tank top. Her hair is dark, mostly black with some red high lights in it, and falls to just below her shoulders. She watches throught the glass at the people laughing, and having a good time. Every so often, someone will join her outside, but only to bum a smoke off her.
She is getting drunk, but she doesn't care. Everytime she pours another drink, she tells herself that this is the "last one" but knows that it is not true.
This is Jessica. She is pretty much normal, but lately things have not been working for her. Life sucks. She has few friends that want her for anything other than her body, or for her to do something... like drive them around. Most people ignore her when she shows up at parties that she was only half-heartedly invited it. She knows better now, that no one can be trusted and that in the end she will only get hurt.
She tags with some people to another party, to give it one more try. Yet again, she finds herself alone on a balcony smoking and drinking away the pain.
Jessica dressed nicely for this party, some new black pants with a little tank top. Her hair is dark, mostly black with some red high lights in it, and falls to just below her shoulders. She watches throught the glass at the people laughing, and having a good time. Every so often, someone will join her outside, but only to bum a smoke off her.
She is getting drunk, but she doesn't care. Everytime she pours another drink, she tells herself that this is the "last one" but knows that it is not true.