Horatio heard Sara start to sing and smiled. He went over to her and grabbed her arm, pulling her back to where he and Shetwoni were singing. everyone had stopped to listen to them sing. "And the rain's fallin' down, there's not a drop that hits me. Scream at the sky but sound is leavin' my lips". Shetwoni grinned and finished out the line. "It's like I can't even feel, after the way you touch me. I'm not a asleep, I'm not awake after the way you loved mee."  It felt great to sing again.

Shetwoni observed the new girl, Sara begin to sing. Her voice blended perfectly with her's and Horatio's. They sounded beautiful and wonderful. The rest of the guests started humming with the tune, smiling.

Walking in through the doors he was greeted by a lively girl.

"I would be grateful if you would be my host tonight" He said smiling to the girl. She didn't look to familiar. Which he thought was odd, because he new everyone in this town. Taking another lick of his lollipop he asked the girl,

"Who's party is it anyways?" Looking around the room he noticed girls giggling with their friends, and guys checking them out. 'The usual' he thought. 

Looking back at his host he smiled and said,

"I don't know what your name is, but you look wonderful today."

 ((Well i posted this a bit late o.o))

((Alright thanks ;D And i gotta go see you all tomorow ;D))

"Oh i guess I missed the big sign." He said rubbing the back of his head.

"I'm Jason" He said with a wave of his hand and a lick to the almost finished lollipop. Looking once more around the room he noticed that the guy that was talking about 'letters' at the shop was talking to a girl. ' He is so flirting with her' he thought to himself. With a smile he turned around, back to Shetwoni.

"You don't mind if I call you Woni for short. I'm better with short forms." With a final lick to the lollipop it was all gone. Looking at the empty stick he pouted and said,

"It's all gone..." Looking at Woni he asked her,

"Where's the food?"

"I didn't think that I sang that well," she said blushing. "Maybe I should sing more often."

Sara saw a guy she didn't know walk in. She walked up to greet him. "Hi, I'm Sara," she said. 'He's cute,' she thought. She looked around and noticed that there were more and more people coming in. She didn't usually like being around this many people, but she had just made a friend.

While looking for the food he met another girl.

"Hello there, I'm Jason." He said with a kind smile. 'My cheeks are going to be sore from all this smiling' he thought to himself. Sara's choice of clothing was amazing, therefore he decided to compliment her on it.

"I love what you're wearing. Were did you get them?" while saying this he admired her clothes. There were really amazing. After looking for food and failing he decided to sit on an arm of a near by couch. 

((I miss Rhyder Dx and sorry for the short post >.>))

Sara looked down at her clothes and smiled. "These old things?" She didn't know that shredded jean shorts were in style. Sara followed Jason to the couch and sat down beside him. She wasn't really hungry. There was water all around her and it was all she could do not to make a water snake out of the punch bowl.

Sara watched as Horatio left, "Bye!" Too bad he didn't hear her.

" 'Old things'? They look awesome" He said looking at the clothes again. She had an amazing sense of style and she didn't even know it. He watched the guy, that he guessed was named Horatio, leave the party. He also noticed that he didn't hear Sara say her goodbye.

"You guys good friends?" He asked nodding towards the door Horatio had just p*censored*ed through. He didn't really care if they were or not but he was just trying to make conversation. He disliked awkward silence and preferred if the conversations kept going, even if it was about the littlest things, like the weather. While he asked the questions, without noticing, he snapped his fingers creating miniature flames. Just small enough that no one around him would notice, and if they did he could easily hide it.

((Yae Welcome Nitzer ;3))

"They do?" she asked him still not believing that a tank and ripped jean shorts were awesome. Sara wished that Horatio would've said bye, but he didn't. She let out a sigh.

"We are friends, but not good friends. He found me in an alley prac-," she cut herself off. "Practicing singing," she lied. She looked at him again and noticed that the punch in the punch bowl started to move creating a small mountain of punch. "No," she said quickly looking away. The punch fell back into the punch bowl and splashed a little. The sound made a couple people look, but they just dismissed it as someone dropping the punch dipper into the punch bowl. Boy, were they wrong. Sara had almost exposed herself to the entire party.

((sure, i'll end it))

Sara looked at the clock on the wall and ran out, "Bye!" She wished she could stay, but Shinook was probably causing mayhem in her apartment. She ran to her apartment and busted through the door. Feathers were everywhere. She looked at her bed and frowned. Sheets- destroyed. Pillows- chewed. Walls- scratched. Floors- covered with pee and poop. Sara gaped at the m*censored* of mess that was her apartment.

Shinook was standing in the corner acting all innocent. "Shinook!" she yelled angrily. She got to Shinook and was about to spank him. He looked up at her with 'puppy dog eyes.' She lost it. "Next time, don't trash my house." She took her hair down and combed through it. She walked over to her trashed bed and flopped down on it. Soon, she drifted off to sleep.

((froggie, you start the morning!))

((Mmk.))

Horatio yawned and stretched. He got up and went to the bathroom. He took a hot shower and washed his face. After brushing his teeth, he hummed on his way back to his bedroom to get dressed. He got out gray trousers, and a tight, light pink polo. ((Rofl. XD)) He grabbed his things, put on his shoes and headed out the door.

((I'm as.suming they are in school now. o;))

He yanked open the door to the school and walked to his clas.sroom, taking a seat in the middle. He didn't like the back, too many troublemakers and anti-socials, and hated the front, full of people who didn't do anything but learn. He wasn't just lumping people into groups, this was truely how the clas.s sat. People milled in and he sat and reas.sed the night. Meeting a new friend, and going to the party. It was a fun night. But thank God it's Friday.

Shetwoni had said goodnight to everyone at the party, then helped clean up. It was about 11 pm at night, and she stumbled home, exhausted.

The next morning, she went through her daily routine, and put on a knee-length gray skirt and pink v-neck tee. She slid into pumps, grabbed her textbooks and went to school, thinking.

When Shetwoni arrived in homeroom, she laughed when she saw Horatio. "Wow. Who said you could dress like me?" Horatio chuckled and replied, "Nah, it was you who copied me." She sat down beside him and they talked about the party. "We should totally start a singing group. We would make some money, which we could use for donations towards the E.P.C ((environment protective club.))

((Fail post. DD:))

Sara woke up and got ready for school. After doing the usual stuff, brushing her teeth, showering, you know, she went through her closet trying to find something to wear. She pulled out some skinny jeans and a three fourths sleve top that was pretty low cut.

Sara walked into her cl*censored* and sat next to Horatio. She was a little late. "Did I miss anything," she whispered. She hated being late to cl*censored*. She looked pretty and all of the guys in the back were staring at her. She felt their eyes burning a hole in her back. She turned around and glared at them. She stuck her pointer finger at them and then pointed towards the board. "Look at the board guys, not me."

Sara stuck her tongue out at him and quickly copied down the notes on the board. She found the stuff they were taking notes about quite boring she grabbed her hair and pulled it to the side. She sighed and waited for the teacher to write more notes on the board.

The bell rang loudly and everyone stormed out of the cl*censored*room. She grabbed her stuff and walked out pulling her shirt up. "Stupid shirt, shows too much," she mumbled on her way out.