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After her last class of the day, Kylie walked back to her dorm, flopping onto her bed. She soon drifted off, taking a quick nap. When she woke up, it was nighttime. She checked the time, oh shoot she was late for the party... Kylie quickly got up and threw on something nicer, a little black mini dress, fixing her hair and makeup before heading out, driving over to the party. |
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Max had showed up to the party early, his friends already being there and immediately getting into the drinking. They had his favorite rum, him pouring numerous glasses until he was denied it--to which he poured himself a different kind. By now he was already on the road to blacking out from it, staying by his friends as one of them did and another left with him. |
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Kylie entered the party, her roommates, Ali and Jenna came running over to her, shoving a beer in her hand. Kylie didn't drink so she just held the beer as she walked around and socialized, lifting the alcohol to her lips only to fake sip on it. |
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They got the bright idea to play darts, Max drunkingly walking up and grabbing one. He chunkned it and it landed in the wall, a group erupting in laughter as he mock celebrated before pulling back out of the eyes of the crowd and back to a still dense but less area. |
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Kylie was speaking to Ali and a group of other girls when a dart narrowly missed her head, puncturing into the wall behind her. She spun around to see a group of boys laughing, though none of which she recognized. So she quietly slipped away, going over to Jenna. "I almost just got hit by a dart," Kylie muttered under her breath, taking another fake sip of her drink. Jenna nodded, "Yeah I saw. Probably one of those idiot boys," Jenna rolled her eyes, taking a fake sip of her drink too. Jenna didn't drink either. The two friends wandered over to the living room of the house, plopping down on the couch, watching the game other kids were playing in there, 7 minutes in heaven. Jenna and Kylie just watched as a couple came out of the closet, drunken and hazy, running upstairs. A boy approached a girl and took her hand, bringing her into the closet as their friends cheered them on. |
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Max finally decided to head out, noting his friends had left him. He cursed under his breath, they all did this. The man called Jake, him agreeing to pick Max up. While Max was waiting, another drunken man came over to him, bickering with him before the two launched themselves at eachother, Max easily taking over and pinning him to the ground before Jake pulled up, spitting a curse before walking over to his car and acting as though nothing happened. |
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Eventually Kylie was picked. The boy was good looking, not bad. She smiled and blushed. She'd always been teased for her curves and her weight, which never made sense, as she had always been average, just with big hips, but it still hurt. Even though the teasing had stopped since she left highschool, Kylie never thought a boy would even consider liking her. So she was rather shocked when the boy came over to her and chose her. Kylie accepted his invitation, taking his hand and walking into the closet. He shut the door and turned to her. It was really dark and cramped. The boy turned to her and started kissing her. Kylie kissed the boy back, she'd kissed many boys during party games, it never meant anything. But soon enough, the boy was touching her and making inappropriate comments about her body and she got really uncomfortable, really fast. Just in time, the 7 minutes were up, and Kylie ran out of the closet, pushing her way through the crowd as tears welled in her eyes. She made it outside and to her car only to find someone had painted it, in red letters across the side, 'Fatty'. Kylie errupted into tears, running home instead. |
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Max made his way to his house via Jake's car, getting dropped off to Emery walking out concerned and half asleep. He waved her off, heading to bed. He awoke to his alarm blaring, jumping when it went off and getting up. The man groaned and stood, making a quick breakfast before skirting over to class. |
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Jenna drove Kylies car back to the dorm for her, going to get it washed before bringing it back to the dorm. Kylie spent her night sobbing into her pillow. The next day, Kylie forced herself to get up and go to class. She looked awful. Sweatpants and a sweatshirt, hair in a messy bun underneath her hood, mascara smeared down her cheeks from crying. She made it through her first class before going over to the cafe to study. (maybe had Emery mention what happened to Kylie, to Max, and be like, 'hey you were at that party right?') |
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(sure) Max met up with Emery for lunch at the cafe, Em having a free period. "So...did you hear about what happened last night?" She asked, him shaking his head. "Turns out some girl was playing 7 minutes in Heaven before running out and somebody painted 'fattie' on her car." Em explained, Max being disturbed. "Who the hell would do something like that?" He asked, Emery shrugging. "I've no clue, but whoever did is a monster." |
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