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Post by bianca on Dec 4, 2007 21:53:43 GMT -5
 BAD GIRL DRUNK BY SIX
KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIPS
SMOKED TOO MANY CIGARETTES A DAY
NOT HAPPY WHEN I ACT THIS WAY
Dark blue eyes traveled along the atmosphere of the club, observing every person desperately dancing for attention or swooning for more drinks as they drank without enthusiasm. The girl with the mini skirt and leopard-print Doc Martins was one of the many drinkers. She sat dully on the bar stool table sipping her vodka slowly. Many could take a good glance and think she was just another lonely soul without a partner tonight-- and maybe they'd be half right. But what they didn't know, she wanted to be alone. The frown carved across her cherry painted lips could say other wise, but after so many lip-bruising kisses and drunken hip grinding, any lust of her's had deminished leaving her to drink weakly out of a straw. But the men stil came over to bother her - and she quickly sent them on there way as fast as they came.
She was growing rather bored quickly - which wasn't like her. She was usually on the dance floor with some guy by now - but no one really caught her attention. Pulling out her cell phone she texted Austin.
Meet me at rifters now - bored. ♥ off & free drinks
She put her phone away and hoped he got the message."Lemme get you something," she felt someone whisper heatedly in her ear sending a little shiver to run down her back. She rolled her eyes and turned her back to the asshole. Wasn't one arrousal for him enough for the night? she thought wearily. The cold touch of his hand on her bar thigh sent an angry bolt through her as he spun her stool back around. Every second the man edged closer to her the more her irritation fueled into full blown fury. Her pouted face didn't break, no hint of her anger seeped through her porcelin features as she watched his lips brush against her own. Before he could spear his lips against her, her anger sparked. Earsplitting shattering erupted through the club even breaking through the blasting music so all could hear and turn to see what started the commotion. The broken glass of her drink was spattered across the bar floor while blood trickled from the man's lower jaw where she had smashed the glass. The man stared at her blankly for a moment, as if confused about what had just happened, and for that moment she was confused as well. The broken glass, the blood, the sudden anger; it all calculated. She had finally lost it. The man seemed to figure it out on his own as a hand swung across her face to snap her face to the opposite side, her lipstick smearing across her cheek and staining his hand. She scrambled off her seat, her eyes wide and ready to run incase he was ready to snap like she had just seconds ago.
Her dark blue eyes glared at the man - so much so you would think a hole would appear through him any second. She was ready for him to swing again or think he was going to swing on her any way. Running a hand through her dark brown hair , as she wiped the lip-stick off her cheek. Smearing the little make-up she did have on was a bad move on his part. It looked like he was coming back for more until the bartender came over.
"HEY!" The bartender came running over, he was clearly angry with the sudden abrupt fight. It didn't take long for the man to be pushed farther back into the club and hands grabbed her to pull her to the side. "You can't throw glasses...no matter how much of a bitch some dude is." , he lectured even though he had a smirk on his face. "Whatever.",she breathed. Glad that he didn't warn to tell the boss. She couldn't afford to lose her job. Not right now. "It was funny though...", he said after a few moments of silence and they bothed laughed as if it happened hours ago and not minues. Her eyes looked around the club for Austin praying that he would get there soon.
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Post by austin on Dec 4, 2007 23:23:56 GMT -5
 austin scott ,
LET'S BURN DOWN THIS EMPTY TOWN ,______________________________
Austin had to admit, having his six year old cousin around made him like children a bit more. When his Aunt Linda had surprisingly dropped little Jake off at his house at around 5 in the morning, saying that she had to go out of state on business and since it was last minute she wasn't able to find a baby-sitter for her son, he wasn't really all that thrilled. He enjoyed Jake's company, no doubt, but Austin couldn't do what he usually did whenever a kindergartener was around. He couldn't cuss out loud when he watched a television show and one of the people on it made a dumb move that he didn't agree with, he couldn't chug down a few beers on his couch, invite lady friends over for afternoon fun, any of that stuff. All he could really do was just give him cereal and watch a marathon of Dragon Tales until his mother came back and picked him up. By the sounds of it, that wouldn't be until much later that night.
To his surprise though, he was really enjoying having the six year old around the house with him. The kid was a riot that was for sure. A little trouble maker that reminded Austin of himself when he was his age. Austin had managed to open a bottle of beer in the kitchen when he was nearly positive that Jake was in the living room watching television, but the brown-headed boy sneaked up behind Austin, practically scaring the living shit out of him by grabbing his sides and squealing through laughs. Once Austin had collected himself again, he laughed as well, but then Jake's emerald eyes caught glimpse of the bottle and he instantly wanted a taste of what cousin Austin was drinking. Any sensible baby-sitter would immediately refuse to give the boy some beer, but come on, it's Austin Scott. What more could you expect?
Jake had crossed his heart and hoped to die that he wouldn't tell his mother or father that Austin had let him take a sip of his drink, so the twenty year old handed the half empty bottle to his younger cousin, turning his back for around 30 seconds so he could go get him a better drink that was suitable for a child, which he was guessing was something like apple juice or water. When he turned back around through with a small glass of water in hand, Jake was grinning happily and let out a burp, rolling the empty beer bottle around in his palms. Austin almost couldn't believe that the kid had just downed the rest of it that quickly and had no sign of disgust on his face whatsoever from the sour and slightly vile taste, but he couldn't help himself but just smirk and laugh. Oh yeah, that kid was going to be a blast to party with when he got older.
The two basically just spent the entire day with each other. Austin took Jake to the playground, watching him swing around on the monkey bars while a numerous amount of mothers gushed at Austin about how adorable his son was, how much they looked alike, and all that other cutesy stuff. Austin had to remind a few of them that he didn't have any children and Jake was just his cousin that he was watching for the time being, but he eventually just gave up on it and let all of the women believe that the little boy was infact his son. They could pass off as father and son, easily. If Austin actually had kids though right now, he probably wouldn't enjoy it too much. He liked hanging around children that weren't his, basically. He's sure though that when he does get married and has some, he'll like them then.
Later on that night, the door bell ringing through out Austin's house awoke him. When he opened his bright eyes, he had to scoot himself off of the couch slowly and carefully because Jake was pretty much laying on top of him, his head buried into Austin's chest while the rest of his tiny body had sort of curled into a hug around his older cousin, latching himself onto the guy. Austin guessed that they had fallen asleep while watching something on Nickelodeon. Once he had reached the door, on the other side was none other than Aunt Linda. She explained that her business meeting had been canceled but she wasn't able to get a flight back to Seattle until much later, but now she could take Jake off of Austin's hands.
After they had said their goodbyes, Austin searched his mind for something to do. He could either flop back down onto his couch and try to go back to sleep, or go out. Luckily, that decision was made for him when he got a text message from Bianca, saying that she wanted him to meet her at Rifters right then. It wasn't like he had anything better to do for the night, so he rolled off his couch, not bothering to change clothes. They were decent enough for a club anyways, and he didn't have much patience to go pick out something else to wear. After grabbing his car keys, he left the house and went on his way to Rifters.
Once he had arrived, he was wondering why everybody near the entrance kept gabbing about how this one girl and guy had just sort of fought with each other at the bar. Austin scratched the back of his neck, managing to make it to Bianca without being captured by the tons of sweaty, dancing bodies that infested the dance floor. "Hey." he said to her over the music once he got to the stool beside her, questioning "Did I just miss a fight or something?"
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Post by bianca on Dec 5, 2007 0:23:21 GMT -5
 BAD GIRL DRUNK BY SIX
KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIPS
SMOKED TOO MANY CIGARETTES A DAY
NOT HAPPY WHEN I ACT THIS WAY
Bianca had been awake since earlier that morning. She had to get Kendall up and take her to school. Then come back home study and go to class herself. College was kicking her ass but she wasn't going to give up. Her major fashion design , though she was sure she wanted her next degree to be in business. Bianca always busy and she rarely had a break. But she was use to it by now. Being fourteen and pregnant wasn't actually a walk in the park. In her mind she hadn't been ready - but then again she would have thought she would never be ready. Her stupid mistake- turned into a blessing. She wouldn't have Kendall as her support system now if it wasn't for the night. Bianca was done calling that night a mistake , because she was just sugar-coating calling Kendall a mistake and she wasn't. High School was hard enough with a kid but being in college with one was a killer. That and work , her teachers were telling her she had a death wish.
She gave that famous Bianca Spellman laugh and just walked off.
Proving her professors wrong each year had become fun. Junior year wasn't almost over for her and graduation was just in reach.
One more year. One more year , she kept repeating to herself.
She had spent a little time with Kendall that day. Helping her daughter with her homework before dropping her off with her aunt and going to work. Someone had rented the place out until a hour before opening for a private event. Bianca had no problem with coming in and doing work. She needed the money. Working all the hours that she could so she could pay bills and get Kendall the things she needed. She was doing it by herself - no father because she didn't want Kendall's father to know he had a child that he hadn't met. Five years old. He probably wouldn't believe her any way. Not after the things she had done to him. But that was a long time ago and she had changed. If he did or not she didn't know. Friends would call to tell her how he was doing but she really could care less. She had bigger things to worry about.
Now she was at rifters again - thinking she was going to get something like a break and a jerk almost screwed that up for her.
Ordering another vodka , she sat back down. One leg crossed over the other. "Did I just miss a fight or something?" , Austin asked. Bianca almost jumped , turning her head to look at him. She smirked , as she took a sip of her drink. Placing it back down in front of her. "Something like that - got in a bit of a 'disagreement' with some dude. No biggie." , and with that she pressed it off. Wanting to leave the topic alone. One thing that pushed her to far off the edge was the drunks in rifters who think that could do anything that wanted and treat people however they wanted. Guessing most of them hadn't met Bianca -she didn't tolerate it the least bit.
"Have a drink - there on the house since your with me. It's because I'm famous of course." ,she teased slightly. Drinks were on the house mainly because she worked there and the bartender wasn't one of those bitches she hated from her shift.
She pushed her brown locks as she moved in her chair to look at him. "So what have you been up to today?" ,she asked looking at him. Her fingers wrapped around her drink. One eyebrow lifting as she waited for him to answer. She really was interested in how his day went - and wasn't just trying to start conversation like many did. She hadn't seen him in a while - because of her hectic schedule and if he did stop by while she was working she couldn't talk for long. Bianca did love his company , that was no lie.
Her blue eyes twinkled slightly with amusement as she looked over at him - not because she found him amusing. That look was almost always on her face. The one that told she was up to something - though she might not be. Then again she almost always was. She brought her drink to her lips again , downing the rest. It took a lot for Bianca to get drunk. A couple of drinks in
her though - and she was a completely different person and the bad thing was - she was unpredictable in that state. She never went out to purposely get drunk and since her Aunt wanted to keep Kendall for two days then she wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon.
Her eyes moved towards the dance floor for a minute - and the urge to go join them was tempting. After all she was a good dancer - a better dancer then she gave herself credit for. But that could wait. In a few minutes she knew she would probably drag Austin out to dance. Even if he refused to would find a way to make him say yes - it always worked like that. Why?? She didn't know. Blue optics returned to him after a minute , the same smirk playing on her lips. A loose lock falling into her eyes. Her head gently moved to the music was the bartender filled her up again ; even though she hadn't asked. Hey , she wasn't exactly complaining. Though she would have liked a different drink.
Bianca didn't live off attention. She saw how people were staring - it didn't bother her any. She'd be perfectly happy to walk in and not get noticed at all. But that was all part of her charm.
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Post by austin on Dec 8, 2007 0:06:12 GMT -5
austin scott ,
LET'S BURN DOWN THIS EMPTY TOWN ,______________________________
Something that Austin Scott probably did everyday of the week was go out and have a good time. He was your definition of 'party animal', basically. Some of his friends were concerned about it and would tell him to cut it out, but whenever they did that, all they would receive back is just his middle finger in their face. Now, the friends that call him up to go out and drink as much vodka as they can, those were the friends that he loved the most and always had the most fun with. Seriously, they were young, why not make the most of it? Since the whole car accident with his dad a few years back, Austin definitely realized that life was too short to just sit back and play it safe.
Yep, his dad. The only reason that Austin was even here at that very moment. If he hadn't ever died, then Austin would still be back in his old town with his old friends, doing the same old things. Believe it or not, he was a pretty normal guy before all of this shit started up. He did what he was told, wasn't a smart ass, fairly friendly, that sort of guy. That day though of the car crash, his personality definitely did a u-turn and was given a forceful shove onto the 'dark' side. He got into fights, never paid attention in class (that was if he even went), hung out with different people, got into drugs and alcohol, got a bit too wasted and inked himself up in a spot in Cabo one night, all of that good stuff. Then of course he had to go and punch his Spanish teacher's lights out, the judge putting him under three months house arrest. The moment that ended, him and his mother packed up, moving to Seattle.
Well, almost. His mother was planning on enrolling him into this other high school when they had arrived there when he was around 16 or 17, but the moment that Austin found out about the kids that went there, he pretty much said that it was either him going to the one that he did end up going to or he would run away and seriously never come back. Austin could afford every little cent of that school, he was just as rich as all the other kiddies there who thought they were so high and mighty. That wasn't the point though. He didn't want to be around people who had carat-gold sticks shoved up their asses 24/7, he wanted to go to a school where the people were actually real and knew how to have fun without dropping thousands of dollars a minute. He didn't give a shit that it was stereotyped as a lower class school, it was still nice and good enough for him. If people wanted to call him trailor trash or an idiot for going with the other high school, then they could. His saying for a while has been something like "If you don't like me, then don't fucking talk to me." It's not like he went out of his way to make anyone miserable. Unless they deserved it, haha.
How could you not like Austin though? Everything about him was a blast. Then again, that all depended on what your definition of a blast was. If you liked to be around a guy that would take on any dare, wasn't afraid of what people thought of him, would do anything for a laugh, drank his heart out, and really knew how to have a good time, then Austin was your perfect guy. If you were the type that was reserved, embarrassed easily, shy, against drugs and alcohol, and a bit stuck on yourself...well, you and Austin just wouldn't mix. And he would be sure to tell you. Austin wasn't a nice guy most of the time, and that much was obvious. If you were nice to him, then yes, he would give you back the same respect. If you looked at him like you were better than him though or give him a rude comment, then he has no problem with shoving it back in your face. Sober or hammered, Austin could easily be a 'in your face' type of guy.
There were certain people who didn't get the 'asshole' version of Austin, though. Those people mainly being any of his lady friends since Austin just had a weak spot for girls and being rude to them. Brittany Morgan was a girl that he was never mean to, usually pretty friendly and laid-back around her. They both had pretty depressing backgrounds and he seemed to understand where she was coming from with things, so she was easy enough to get along with. Then there was Bianca who he was hanging-out with tonight, the two of them getting into little arguments once in a while but it was always just playful or out of jokes. That's usually how exes acted around each other anyways, or at least the ones that remained friends afterwards.
"Hah, I had a feeling that it had something to do with you." he said while he was looking towards the bartender, directing it to Bianca though. He wasn't going to go too much into it though, asking what really happened and all that annoying shit. Whenever someone gets into a fight, they rarely really want to talk about it, and Austin doubted Bianca would want to. He suspected that she came to have a good time anyways, not to go on and on about her physical fighting side of her day. "Ooh, aren't I lucky guy?" he said back to her with a small grin, ordering himself a vodka as well. He didn't really like the drink, it tasted pretty vile and sour and he didn't think anyone out there truly did enjoy the taste of straight vodka, but it got the job done and that's why he drank it. If you wanted a little buzz, then vodka wasn't the way to go. If you wanted to get hammered faster and start seeing fun through blood-shot eyes, then vodka just might be your drink.
He sipped a little bit of his drink once it had arrived to him, shrugging his broad shoulders. "I pretty much just spent the whole day with my 6 year old cousin, Jake." Austin turned a little bit in the spot where he was sitting at to get a better view of Bianca in hopes of not having to yell over the music as much, saying "I don't think I'm that great of a baby-sitter, though. He drank down almost a whole beer and watched Fight Club with me." Only stuff like that would happen with Jake, though. If Austin had to watch one of his friend's kids or a stranger's kid, then he would probably try to be a bit more strict and not make them do wrong. When it was your family though, you might as well just have fun with it and a few laughs along the way. "How's Kendall doing?" he questioned Bianca.
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Post by bianca on Dec 11, 2007 10:45:07 GMT -5
BAD GIRL DRUNK BY SIX
KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIPS
SMOKED TOO MANY CIGARETTES A DAY
NOT HAPPY WHEN I ACT THIS WAY
No one would have ever guessed how hard Bianca had it or how hard she worked just to get here. She wasn't so snobby girl from Fate that did whatever she wanted. Sure, she had money growing up but that was only because her parents supplied her. After finding out that she was pregnant - they didn't pay for anything expect the plane ticket to her aunt's house. She barely even talked to them to this day. It was clear that they didn't want her in their lives , because of one mistake. One slip up. They didn't even want to know why she hadn't told the father , they just assumed she didn't know. Bianca may have not been completely innocent back then - but she wasn't a whore. Never would she be either. Her aunt was her rock - she had done a lot for her and the friends she had made helped her through her hectic week.
Being a single mother was tough. She was always on the move , always up early but she wouldn't redo anything. Kendall was her reason for living. Without her she would probably be in the hills , with all the other 'rich families'. It wasn't as appealing as it might have sounded. Growing up around it she knew it all to well. Sure, she had some trouble getting things she wanted know because she didn't always have the money but she was making it and that was what mattered.
"I pretty much just spent the whole day with my 6 year old cousin, Jake."
She looked at him - well kind of shocked to be perfectly honest. He watched a six year old the whole day , was he ill or had he been bored. Maybe she should have given him a little credit.. Austin could have been doing it out the kindness of his heart , though she was still skeptical. Then he went on about the beer and fight club. Her jaw dropped , hitting him playfully in the shoulder. "Fight Club?? Beer? You...worry me more and more everyday. You do.", she said jokingly , though she did mean it a little. Opposites do attract. Bianca could prove it. Austin was everything she wasn't. She admired him for some things - but then the others she just wanted to shake him and tell him to grow up. She had never done that though - she just made sure she had his back. If it was dropping him off when he was wasted (and she wasn't) or just letting him rant when he wanted. There wasn't a doubt in her mind about their friendship ; and why should there be one?
"How's Kendall doing?"
She turned in her seat to talk to him , resting her elbow against the bar. "Kendall's doing great. I mean she's a little to smart for her age - I don't know where she gets it from. She-just surprises me everyday", she nodded with a genuine smile. Bianca could have went on and on about Kendall. But she didn't hollering over the music was much fun. You couldn't expect to hold a decent conversation with anyone in a place like this. Shaking her head she let her gaze drop, wrapping her delicate fingers around her drink. Bringing it to her lips and downing it. Placing the empty glass back on the bar a man walked up to her.
Her eyes lazily looked up at him already questioning. "Do you wanna d---" , before he could finish she took Austin's hand and tugged on it slightly. "Let's go dance.", her eyes widen, silently begging to get away from the creep next to her. "Sorry....I already promised him - maybe later." , the words fell from her lips quickly. It wasn't hard to notice that he was being dismissed but there he stood. She guessed that he didn't believe her or fully believe her any way. A small smirk came to her face as she turned to Austin and rolled her eyes. "You know you want to dance anyway -",she moved closer so only he could hear. "Just do me a favor...I don't take to kindly to old drunks.",she added. Which was truly, she couldn't understand why older people wanted to mix in with the younger crowd. To fell young again? That couldn't possibly be it - Bianca was the type of girl that liked to hang around people that were around her age. Maybe it's just because she could relate more? What did a man who looked 59 have in common with a 21 year old. Hell, nothing at all.
Good thing about having friends was that they could save you in situations such as these. She hated to be mean - but really she just wanted the dude away from her. Running her free hand through her hair, letting her brown locks fall back into place. Oh , if Austin didn't come on - then she swear she would bring it up every time he needed help just to bug him. "And of course I just can't leave my date Sir..that would be rude. ", this time she said it with venom. Knowing Bianca this could turn nasty really quick. But then again he was still standing there, was he that drunk or just stupid. Bianca would say it was a combination of both , but she pressed her lips together and looked away. That was way to mean - but sometimes she couldn't control the things she said. |
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Post by austin on Dec 30, 2007 23:31:44 GMT -5
 
austin nathaniel scott !
champagne for my real friends, real pain for my cham friends.
Austin definitely admired Bianca for everything that she did. You would think that he wouldn't seeing as that he was a guy, but he knew that if he had a kid like she did, he would probably lose it and wouldn't be able to continue on with his life like she had, that including school. He was glad that he had never gotten a girl pregnant, that would just be another thing for him to worry about. The day that he actually did, he hoped that the girl would be his wife and they would be at the appropriate age and it would be the right time in their lives for children. He wasn't saying that what Bianca had done was a bad thing in any way because he had been around Kendall before and adored the girl, he just knew for a fact that he couldn't raise one like Bianca had done. Austin was only good with people who were from the age of at least 13-60. Yeah, he didn't even do well with elderly people. Just something about them creeped him out in a way. The only senior citizen that Austin probably got along with or liked being around at all was his grandfather on his mother's side, and that was just because he was hilarious and could never remember things. He still thought that Austin was 15 years old, and could never remember his birthday so he just sent him something every few months, continuing to think that he was 15 each time. The last time Austin even got to be in the same room as the guy, he was surprised at how big his grandson had gotten and ranted on for a few minutes on how he looked nothing near 15 but more like he was 20. Austin had just given up on telling him his real age after a while because his grandfather never listened, and even if he did, he'd forget by tomorrow. Hopefully when Austin reached that age, he wasn't as loony as that guy.
He laughed slightly when Bianca had told him that she worried about him because of his baby-sitting habits, rubbing the spot where she had smacked him as if she had gotten a sensitive spot although it hadn't really hurt. "I know, I know. I felt sort of bad about it at first, but it's not like he's going to go his entire life without ever having a beer or seeing that movie, so it's better now than later." he said as if what he had let Jake do while he was over at his place was a perfectly fine thing, joking about it slightly. Austin had always been more used to just taking care of himself, so you couldn't really expect him to know what to do with a six-year old boy. He was glad though that it was one of his male cousins and not a girl, because he was even worse with little girls. The girly things like playing dress-up, barbies, disney princesses, tea parties, the whole thing just creeped Austin out and he wouldn't last a day if he had to do that with a 5 year old girl. If he ever had a daughter, Austin was going to make sure that she turned into a tom boy at a young age so he could at least have a bit of fun with her while she was little and still loving her parents. Once kids reach teenage years though, they suddenly can't stand their parents, and Austin would understand that the day that his kids treat him like he's an insult to the world because he did the same to his parents. It wasn't until he was around 16 or 17 that he really began to like to be with them in public again. He probably would be a little confused on it though since Austin was sure he'd be a cool dad so why wouldn't they want him around? Of course he wouldn't do idiotic things like trying to pull off white dance moves, showing embarrassing baby pictures, or talking like a gangster like most stereotypical fathers did today to their children.
"Well that's good to hear."he said with a light nod to the Kendall doing great part, laughing at the next part. "What is up with little kids being so smart these days? Jake was practically having a conversation with me today and he's just six. At his age, I was a dipshit." Austin really never had any problems with making fun of himself, his intelligence being one of them. Now, he wasn't a very dumb guy. Actually, he was pretty smart because he made good grades through-out high school. Once his father had died he had given up a little bit on his school work, his hate for teachers not really helping that cause either, but he was still a smart guy. As a child though, Austin was a complete moron and he was fine with admitting to that. He would go outside and play in the mud 5 minutes after he had just taken a bath, wouldn't follow the alphabet and just came up with his own letters to put down on paper, got into worthless fights in the sandbox, etc. He was very rowdy, you could definitely say that much for him. By 1st grade he was already fifty times smarter, it was mainly just kindergarten that he had been an idiot. Kids these days though amazed him because it seemed like half of them were very intelligent, and they hadn't even gotten to middle school yet. That Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader show for example. Austin had watched it once when nothing else good was on television, and half the questions they asked, he had no clue to what the answer was. He honestly couldn't remember learning any of that stuff when he was in 5th grade, either. It was the same with math. Since when did they start putting letters in it? What happened to the simply adding, subtracting, multiplying, and division? In Austin's mind, that's all he really needed. He wasn't planning on becoming a math teacher, doctor, scientist, whatever profession called for all the formulas and other stuff. He was planning on playing pro basketball, and he was pretty sure that he had just about everything he would need for that.
Austin's blue eyes went from Bianca's face to an older man's that stood behind her as he approached the young girl, starting to ask her if she wanted to dance with him but was cut off when Bianca grabbed onto Austin's hand and asked him instead. He wasn't ever really one to enjoy dancing unless he was drunk, and right now, Austin was still sober. Now if he was wasted, then you wouldn't have had to ask him twice, he would have grabbed Bianca's hand and already taken her out there most likely. It wasn't that Austin couldn't dance, because he could. After all, it really wasn't that hard of a thing to do. He had always been more of the type of guy though that liked to just drink and have a laugh with his buddies instead, and would eventually make his way out to the dance floor when they all decided that it was time to do that. It was obvious though that the older man wasn't going to give up anytime soon though unless it was proven that Bianca couldn't dance with him, so Austin figured that he might as well help his friend out right now. Besides, he knew that if he didn't, it would come back to bite him in the ass one day when he needed some help and Bianca was the only one around to give it to him. Karma was a bitch, and Austin believed in it. "Sorry man. She's already mine for the night." he said in an almost apologetic tone, shrugging lightly to the guy that was standing there behind Bianca. Hopefully just saying that much would make him walk off and try to find another girl to pursue, but Austin doubted it so he went ahead and stood up, gently tugging on Bianca's hand to follow behind him once he had started walking away from the bar. When they had gotten out of hearing distance of the man, which wouldn't be too far considering how loud the music was, Austin turned around and said to Bianca jokingly "You should have introduced me to your new boyfriend, he looked...like an interesting guy."
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Post by bianca on Dec 31, 2007 0:54:59 GMT -5
BAD GIRL DRUNK BY SIX KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIPS SMOKED TOO MANY CIGARETTES A DAY NOT HAPPY WHEN I ACT THIS WAY
Bianca had been stupid , naive to be exact. Maybe she had been lost into the whole be with me forever thing and she hadn't been thinking that she was only fourteen ; that this wasn't going to last. She should have listened to her mother and she knew when her mother spoke it had to be important ; she never talked unless her father told her to. Being stupid she didn't listen , had sex and then had Kendall nine months later. The father still didn't know. She didn't want him to know - she could do this by herself. Even if it was getting harder and harder every day. If she could do it all over again - she would still have Kendall. The girl was the best thing that had happened in her life. Without her she would have been some wild rich bitch somewhere - doing everything wrong. She wouldn't be the Bianca people loved today. Honestly , she hadn't liked herself to much back in her early teenage years. One of the reasons she had been so wreck-less. Bitter?? Bianca was. Stuck in a house with parents that wanted you to be perfect - she was living a double life back then. Lady like during the day and a girl that party hard during the night. Her parents didn't figure out until she ended up pregnant , then all the signs were thrown in their faces. The look on her father's face was frightening and in reality she knew she should be scared. He stormed in her room , packed most of her stuff and threw her out. Her mother was speechless as she slipped her the number to her aunts house. Bianca was glad her aunt had took her in or she would be homeless.
Austin and Bianca had a few things in common , but then they had a lot of differences. She didn't understand how she managed to stay friends with him so long - he had just grown on her she guessed. He had been a amazing friend since she had met him and she wouldn't give up there friendship for the world. Even though it was a bit complex. Just like everyone else her age Bianca liked to have fun. Go out for a few. Have some adult time. I mean really -though she never completely forgot about Kendall ; Austin made her realize that she was still young and she should let loose almost every once in a while. He seemed so care free and it was easy for her to get along with him. There was more to him then he let on. Bianca knew she couldn't possibly be the only one that saw that in him - sometimes she wondered if he saw it himself. Honestly she believed that he didn't give himself enough credit.
"I don't know. Do you know Kendall asked me who I was voting for in the upcoming election...like she was planning to vote. I thought it was hilarious!!" , she said laughing. It had been the funniest thing she had heard in a while. Kendall even knew the names of the people running. If that wasn't shocking and surprising she didn't know what else was. Maybe it was from all the news they watched together. Unlike some parents she liked her child to be informed about what was happening. Bianca thought that was important. "No you weren't....then again...",she said jokingly. Most boys were like that. Bianca was never into the girly-girl thing. She was the type to climb a tree, wrestle with the neighborhood kids and throw water balloons. Good times. That was until she had to become a proper lady and leave childish things behind. Or so her father tried to tell her. In some ways she had out grown it - she couldn't exactly play with the guys when she started getting older. It had been awkward.
If some drunk desperate woman with no taste in clothing came - she wouldn't have let him sit there and figure out how to tell her no nicely. His for the night. Her face wrinkled. He made her sound like a whore - then again that made her want to laugh. He tugged on her hands and she followed. Drink in her free one - she was probably already buzzed from the three drinks she had. But it wasn't all the noticeable. She was standing wasn't she?? She rolled her eyes at his little comment. "Cha - sure && I'll point out your girlfriend. Let's wave her over shall we??", she lifted a eyebrow warning him. Bianca already had the perfect girl pointed out. As she nodded her head to some girl - that had to be a freshman in college because she sure didn't know how to hold her drinks. "I think she might need some help.",she teased.
A waiter came passing by with drinks. "Rum and coke...here. You saved my life and for that I owe you....a drink." , acting as if she was crying only to start smiling. Bringing her own drink to her lips she downed it, placing the empty glass in some random dudes hand. "You know you made me seem like a whore back there - even if you did rescue me. Couldn't I be a shy slut or something.", she was joking obviously. She fought back the urge to laugh again , knowing if she started she wouldn't stop. "Yours for the night. Is that a promise?" , she teased , smirking. Bianca was truly a mess - it was a good thing that Austin was able to keep up with her or else he would have been so out of place around her. She was glad that he wasn't the type of person that got uncomfortable. Those type of people were absolutely no fun at clubs. If you were embarrassed easily then there was no point to even come. She titled her head back and looked up at him mischievously. But that was the look she was giving him half the time.
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