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Post by *STORM EBONY WILSON! on Dec 21, 2009 22:28:20 GMT -5
 You a cutie
You should let me put you in my movies
Do shoot into a star of your own hit song
We can shoot the video right here on my cellphone
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Post by *TREY VINCENT BRAYLON! on Dec 21, 2009 23:45:41 GMT -5
 • THIS PART OF ME •
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
THIS PART OF ME
I'LL NEVER SHOW
- - - - - - - - - - - - Trey woke up from a quick nap as he laid upon the bed in his hotel room. He couldn't stand the tour bus, so he always got a hotel. He loved his band mates, don't get me wrong but he also loved his own space. He couldn't stand feeling like he was cramped in that little tour bus. It just bothered him. He looked at his phone and read the six unread text messages. One from Jem, two were from Jaylynn, the other three were from Ian. Ian's text messages really sparked his interest because they read bonfire bring alcohol. One said, Trey wake up we're getting fcuked up tonight! He laughed at this but he knew it was true. He got all excited as he put his phone back on his dresser. He imagined everything that could go down tonight, and it made him really happy. A little too happy to be honest with you. He is such a pimp, I swear.
He rose up from his bed scratching his head lightly. He went into the dresser drawers and pulled out a pair of black tight jeans. Trey wasn't sure what brand they were but he knew he bought them at pac sun. He slid into these fine jeans and laughed as he looked in the mirror. Do these pants make my ass look big? He laughed to himself. He wasn't serious, he was only kidding with himself. What a clown! His hand reached into the shirt draw and he pulled out a yellow hollister one. He wasn't sure how he got it but he put it on over his bare chest. Trey really didn't feel like wearing shoes, so he slipped on some flip flops. He didn't care if his feet we're freezing. He'd rather freeze then put effort in looking for his shoes. He grabbed his black sweater jacket and a black hat which he placed over his blondish brown hair. He was ready to rock and roll.
Bonfire! That's the only word you had to say of course Trey would be there. He grabbed a couple cases of beer and threw it in the jeep he was currently renting. He was going to get so screwed up tonight. He was probably going to have to sleep on the beach, because he was going to get so intoxicated he would forget how to drive. Ha ha, you just had to love Trey. He was such a party animal that it wasn't even funny. He was going to party it up with a couple friends and then their friends. Of course most of them had no idea who he was and he planned on keeping it that way, dammit! He didn't need a bunch of sleezey teenage girls all over when he wasn't even drunk. Plus, he didn't really need to be seen with a bunch of teenagers. He was twenty three years old, if he was macking it with a sixteen year old then there would be a huge problem. Statutory rape much? I believe so.
He sat in the sand next to his friend Ian, and they both shared a bud light. Trey smiled as the cold alcohol slithered down his throat. Just the thrill of getting smashed made him feel good. He just wanted to have fun and not change that for anyone. He wanted to feel like he wasn't famous, and just a normal young adult. He was going to let himself go wild. Nothing would hold him back. After finishing his first can of beer, he continued on the next. It normally took him eight beers to get drunk, and that's what he was planning on downing. Well, actually he was probably going to drink till he could no longer drink no more. Trey knew how to drink though, after every beer he drank a bottle of water and before he went drinking he ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the car. It comes up tasting the same way as it did coming back down.
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Post by *STORM EBONY WILSON! on Dec 22, 2009 0:25:25 GMT -5
You a cutie
You should let me put you in my movies
Do shoot into a star of your own hit song
We can shoot the video right here on my cellphone
[/i] do it. Just one little thing wouldn’t hurt… would it? Well, it could, but that really wasn’t stopping the blonde bombshell. With a sigh, Storm headed off towards the water, stumbling over the divots in the sand before she came to the waters edge. With a smile, she took in a deep breath of the salty sea breeze before looking back over towards where the bonfire was, her eyes falling over the crowds of people dancing, others mingling, whilst guys picked up girls and exchanged numbers. It actually felt good to feel like her own age for once instead of locking herself up in the tour bus. She should actually do this more often… it might get her confidence up a bit more than it already was. Storm dipped her toes into the water and giggled as she wiggled them a little, stumbling sideways but managing not to fall over. Whoa, this was the only problem. Her whole mind went absolutely off when she drank and her coordination was nowhere to be seen. Storm grinned and stretched her arms above her head, closing her eyes as she rested her head back. But, being silly, she hadn’t even noticed the group of kids in front of her as one was pushed backwards into her. Storm yelped loudly and toppled backwards into the water, everything including her face going into the salty water. The guy, of course, was laughing about it, as were his friends. As Storm surfaced, she coughed up sea water from her mouth and shuddered violently. Fuck.It.Was.Cold. She looked up at the kid that had knocked her as he stumbled off in another direction, not even offering to help. The blonde rubbed her eyes, smudging her makeup before slapping her hands against the water. There was not even any point of getting up now, her legs were going completely numb. Storm’s teeth began to chatter as she frowned, ”this week is just not my week,”[/color] Storm growled, looking back over to where Trey was sitting, hoping to god that no one had actually seen her fall in the freezing cold water. With a sigh, Storm leaned back and went underwater again as if trying to hide herself from the world. Maybe this’d sober her up a bit… until she got another drink in her hand or everyone ignored the fact she was the idiot who was pushed into the water. No wonder people had gotten out of this before.[/ul] TAG:: Treyy WORDS:: 705 OUTFIT:: clicketLYRICS:: video phone: beyonce ft. lady gaga NOTES:: reow ^_^ [/size] |
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