Hey your name is unique and less common than Vanessa. I can't complain much though I will once school starts up again and homework starts coming in.
I guess you’re right. I like you’re name. Ugh school, I hate homework, it takes all a ton of space, it’s so annoying. Why do they make us take our books and binders and tons tons of papers home all they do is just sit there.
Oh, sweet! Ahhh, this is gonna be kickass! I’ll make a general post about DJ-ing and blacklights and see what I can get. This campus is crazy! Somebody’s gotta have something. As for highlighters, this is a school…I’m pretty sure we could walk through both of our buildings and collect enough highlighters to go around. haha. I was thinking we could get neon body paint too. ;) That’s always fun. haha. I’m waiting for everything to get lined up before we make a huge announcement!
Okay that’s a good idea, highlighters…I didn’t think this would end up so easy but hey I don’t mind(; Neon body paint? A reason to wear less clothes, haha me likey!(; This party, it’s gonna the best kickass party in the history of parties! Ahh good idea to wait, like just in case ya never know what’ll happen.
Hmm…not much. We’ve totally got some serious party planning to do, fo’sho. haha. I’ve also got an instant hookup for party booze and other illegal substances. ;) Le boyfriend is pretty skilled in that area. haha. So now we’ve just gotta get a venue and a DJ, black lights, and highlighters. x)
Totes, ooh booze and illegal substances, I enjoy those. Good thing too those were the number one needs for a party, or atleast a good party. I found some warehouse when I went out off of campus once it was like right down the street not even a ten minute walk, I thought the place was good. It wasn’t full of boxes and it didn’t seem to be in use. So now a DJ, blacklights, and highlighters. This party is almost here, I am sooo excited. Have you told anyone yet?
Marceline, usually being a recluse, was just… strange when she accepted Gaz’s offer for a walk. She hadn’t met the girl before, but she’d seen her on the dash before — and well, Marce felt some sort of pity. She didn’t pity the girl, Marceline wasn’t one to do that, but she wanted to do something. So Marce reached out and hey, she had plans for the night. Not bad for a day’s work. Marceline shut off her computer with a sigh, putting all to Otto and Marshall crap out of her mind, and grabbed a jacket from the floor. Her pack of smokes were nestled comfortably inside one of the pockets, and Marce was off to meet the other girl. She spotted the girl without trouble, Gaz was alone in the lobby while everybody else was on their computers upstairs. “Hey there. I’m guessing you’re Gaz? Marceline,” she said, extending her hand out.
Gaz looked up to Marceline and nodded, she took her hand and shook it. “Yea, I’m Gaz.” Gaz’s gaze dropped to the floor, thinking. She didn’t speak in the silence that was way too long for anyones comfort. She looked back up at Marceline and gave a fake smile. “You really don’t have to be here, I’m used to going out alone.” She paused looking Marceline in the eye. “Wow I sound like some real loser.” Gaz gave a short laugh then grabbed some lipstick from her pocket and applied the purpleish shine to her lips.
Gaz craved for a real conversation, with a real person, it felt like years since she’s talked to someone and it hasn’t even been two weeks since she came to ACME, but one thing was clear. No one knew her, or even acknowledged her. She closed her laptop and put on a scarf and jacket. She grabbed her dorm keys and took one last long glance at her dorm that consisted of little. She sighed and closed the door behind her. Gaz jogged to the lobby to meet Marceline. She didn’t care if she’d have to wait maybe it was the cup of coffee or the excitement of socialization, but something made it impossible to walk. She stood at her destination waiting for Marceline.
Thanks, I like your name better. Around here, not really. I tried to find the farthest place from my family, mostly my freak brother, that was affordable, and a train could get me, I hate planes. How about you?