run, run run away [chelsie]

[lena]

getting out of Mayview was hard. because of the snow storm that totally blocked everyone in, people were not allowed to leave and all the cars were left abandoned in the parking lot. people weren't allowed to leave grounds because, lets face it. the roads still had snow and ice covering them and the schools staff was 'worried' about the students. most were sent home to their families, but some either had to stay on the grounds because of grades or inability to contact family. gwen was one of the lucky few that got to stay and didn't have to do schoolwork while everyone else was partying around the world. but it was pretty much hell in the school, there was nothing to do and no one to visit. well, except Chelsie. Chelsie had been a great friend of hers the last few years when Chelsie was in school. she was kind of like a mentor to Gwendy. she showed her the ropes of popularity and staying at top, successfully.

driving off of the grounds through a small unpopulated road that staff only used, gwendy made her way into the world. the stop lights still worked and people still drove around so its not like she was the lone wolf in this city. in her little VW Beatle Gwen had almost no chance of straight cruising, she did a lot of swerving and sliding. gladly, it wasn't just her doing it. almost every other car was too. The Smiths song Girl Afraid was blasting out of her jankity speakers, making the world seem a lot less quiet and a lot more fun. the song lasted until she got the the building Chelsie lived in. it wasn't huge, and it wasn't small. it was perfect party size. but she guessed that that was exactly why Chelsie lived there. she pulled her keys out of her ignition and slammed her car door shut after sliding out of her seat and onto the slick ground. hopefully Chelsie was up for a party. the doorbell gave off a high pitched whine, hopefully letting her know that Gwen was here. folding her arms and leaning against the wall next to the door she awaited the door to be opened.
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[chelsie sydney rayne]

Chelsie was happy that it had snowed all night. She wasn’t a fan of the snow, but she was a huge fan of work being closed for the day. Deciding to spend the day doing nothing, Chelsie found herself getting bored really fast. She had been painting her toenails and fingernails a bright pink when the idea hit her. She had been so cold and depressed by the snow, and she didn’t have anyone to help her get warm, so why not go to the next best thing. Alcohol. Slipping on her slippers, she went over to the thermostat and cranked it all the way up, hoping it would soon hit 80+ degrees inside, before heading into her room and changing into her bikini. Pulling out her blender and some ice, Chelsie began to mix up a strong margarita when she heard her doorbell go off. Running to the door, she peeked through her peephole only to spy Gwendy. Smiling she opened up the door wide and quickly. ”Get in here bitch! Don’t you know its freezing outside!”

Letting the door close, she let her friend let herself in as she ran back into the kitchen and continued making margaritas. She could tell that the heat was running, but not fast enough. Putting the bottle of tequila up to her lips she took a swig, allowing the liquor to help warm her body. Taking two margarita glasses to her friend, she handed one to Gwendy. ”Welcome to paradise.

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[lena]

the house was at least eighty degrees and getting hotter by the minute. chelsie 's heat bill would be through the roof this month but something told gwen that she didn't care. she just wanted to wear a bikini and not be cold or chastised for it. gwen swaggered into the building shrugging off her coat vest and throwing it on an arm chair that was sitting near by her. the carpet was melting the snow off of the boots she wore and there was no way that she was going to war all her clothes while she's here. "it's kind of impossible to be cold while your heat is cranked up to feel like uruguay." gwen laughed at her friends drink and suspected nothing weaker than tequila. the kitchen table had liquors of all kinds on it, the display was actually quite large and unforgiving. she would definitely have a party tonight. after shedding her boots, socks and coat gwen sat down on the couch and began to pull her shirt off. "don't worry chels, i have another one on, so whats all this paradise for anyways? planning another one of your infamous drinking parties?" her white shirt was placed on her jacket and gwen sat only in her mildly tight black tank top and her coloured jeans. she kicked her legs up to lay them besides her.
(ooc: sorry its so short, im just trying to get all my posts done. :3 )
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[chelsie sydney rayne]

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