Whats a party without a little vodka;;

[Kirra Cadsten]

Looks

Home sweet home; well that’s what she called this school anyways. She was back for another year and this year would be way more interesting than the last. She smiled slightly making her way to the front desk to get her dorm room. She got her key and made her way up to her dorm unlocking it and stepping in. It was big and roomy and nice. She made her way over to the room with the bed and the closets and stuff and dropped her begs on the bed in the right. She smiled slightly looking around and then slowly she started to unpack her things. Kirra smiled slightly running her fingers through her long Chocolate brown hair. It had a big of a lighter tinge to it since she had been out in the sun a lot but once the colder weather came back her hair would be back to the dark brown it usually was.

Kirra sighed slightly as she made her way over to her desk with her lap top. Hooking her changer up to the plug behind her desk she opened her laptop to turn it on as she made her way back to get a few pictures to decorate her desk. Once was of her and her father. The other her and her mother then her and her sibling then her and Jared her summer boyfriend. They only dated for the summer then broke up because of course she was coming back here to boarding school and he was staying back in L.A. She sighed slightly looking at the pictures then turned to start putting her cloths in her closet and Droors. She had a lot of cloths I mean that’s an understatement. She didn’t even have a quarter or her closet here. She smirked at the thought as she hung some of her more dressy cloths up.

Once she had finished outing away her cloths she took out her blanket she had gotten as a present from her father and spread it over her bed along with her matching pillow then started taking her shoes and lining them up in the bottom of her closet then put her suitcases and her bag in the corner. She didn’t know what to do with them as of then. Looking around in her room she sighed. She could use a shower. Grabbing her bathroom essentials she made her way into her bathroom locking the door behind her. She didn’t know when her roommate would show up so that was a just in case. She tripped out of her cloths and turned the hot water on stepping in.

The shower was once place that Kirra could really just think and if she needed to break down. She didn’t need to today but she could remember last year when the stress load had taken over her she would stand in the shower and cry. She sighed slightly now just thinking about the upcoming task that she would have to face. She worked her but off just to stay in this school and that would be no different this year. She would work until she couldn’t stand. She would work until she collapsed but she would come out on top this year, and the next, and the year after that. She grabbed her shampoo, the one that smelt like strawberries and vanilla, and applied some to her hair. Once it was all out and she had washed herself and shaved she turned the water off grabbing her towel to dry off.

Once she had dried off as much as she could she pulled on a white strapless bra with matching panties then she made her way over to her closet. She pulled on her while designer dress with her jean vest and her boots which her mother had given her. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled making her way back to the bathroom after grabbing her hair equipment and make-up. She blow dried her hair and waved it them applied make-up which blended well with her skin. She liked when the make-up blended instead of standing out. She smiled slightly making her way out of the washroom hanging her towel on the bathroom door to dry and then outing her dirty clothes from the plane in her laundry basket.

Smiling slightly she grabbed her purse and her keys and headed for the door. She locked the door behind her remembering her car hadn’t arrived yet. Sighing she knew she would have to walk to where she wanted to go, and where she wanted to go was to the Ritz Hotel. She smiled slightly as she walked out of her dorm building into the nice night. It was a perfect day to go to the hotel and get a few drinks and meet a few people I mean that was one of her favorite places to go. She made her way down some streets and through the sidewalks and finally seeing the hotel she walked over and smiled at the guy who opened the doors. He knew her and her father very well “welcome back Miss. Cadsten” he said and she nodded.

Running her fingers through her hair she walked past the check in place nodding at the manager and over to the bar. They could care ales if she was old enough to drink I mean then knew her dad let her. She smiled making her way to sit on one of the stools “can I have gin martini please” she said with a smile and watched the bartender turn around to blend her drink. She started off with something not too strong then she went for strong. She smiled slightly when he gave her, her drink and she took a small sip of it scanning he place to see if she knew anyone… though she didn’t. Ohh well she was an expert at making fun for herself, she didn’t need to rely on anyone for that category.

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[beau bettencourt]

I know that it is freezing
But I think we'll have to walk
I keep on waving at the taxis
They keep turning their lights off

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Beau had always thought it was strange that he went to boarding school in the place where his parents actually lived. He always thought of boarding school as where your parents sent you so that they could have alone time. Where are the bad children were sent so they didn't make a fool out of their families. Boarding school never occurred to him to be the place where he spent his weekdays and nights at, and spent his weekends at his parents house in Wimbledon. Not that he was complaining he loved his parents and all but it was so wonderful to be able to spent your nights away from them. Even if the dining hall food was crap and you're roommates were annoying. Beau always found it better to get away with things when your parents weren't nosing around. Not that his parents did nose around a lot, they gave him his freedom most of the time, which was all the time. But they weren't your normal boarding school parents, they actually loved Beau and Ana. They wanted them to succeed.

His parents house was nice though when you wanted cable tv and internet that you weren't sharing with fifty other people in your dorm. Plus you had your own bathroom and didn't have to pick up your wrappers because Beau knew that his mother was going to do it anyway. After a good two hours of watching some mindless tv, having already moved into his dorm for his year, and already missing home. He flipped off the tele and moved out to the front hall and stared at this painting his mom had done. Before he could linger any longer his step dad walked through the front door and told Beau to beat it, of course in the fatherly way meaning get out on the town, not like beat it because I hate you. So Beau sauntered

OOC: i'll finish in a bit

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