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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 13, 2013 21:59:37 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Dinner time was always one of Hayden's favourite times of day, along with breakfast, lunch, and the space in between when he closed his eyes and when he fell asleep. With his newfound freedom had also come a new zeal and zest for life, and Hayden would have been lying if he said that he wasn't completely excited to show Gabi around town, and to take her to all the places that he'd told her about over Skype and text message.
"Wasn't that ramen amazing?" Hayden grinned as he and Gabi walked out of the restaurant. While he had been assaulted by a really nosy bird when he had first gone to the restaurant, Rosy had been adorable and Hayden had really liked her, and Adrian had been really cool as well. Hayden had spent most of dinner telling Gabi about that story, much to her amusement. It felt nice to watch her be happy, though, and to watch her enjoy the noodles as much as he had the first time he'd gotten there, and he'd paid for her as well because he actually earned his own money now. To be able to buy her something from him and not his parents was a wonderful feeling, and after he'd signed the check he knew deep down that he was going to be doing it again. He turned towards his best friend, still smiling, eyes drifting towards the dark night sky.
"So, we can go and get dessert at the Japanese ice cream place, or we could try mochi ice cream. Or we could," he said, stretching a little like the anime protagonist he was, "We could go and do something. It's a pity we're underage," Hayden whispered in a low voice, "I've heard that the bars here are really good." |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 14, 2013 14:12:23 GMT -8
Since her fantastic plan to sneak into DisneyLand had fallen through, Gabi and Hayden had ended up going to Little Tokyo after all. Gabi found she didn't mind in the slightest though; Hayden was having so much fun, taking her places and showing her around. He was like an overexcited puppy dragging her all over the place, and she was having a lot of fun! Sure, it wasn't DisneyLand, but she could deal.
The most interesting part about their dinner date, however, was just how... different Hayden was. She had seen it back at his apartment, true, but the changes were becoming increasingly more obvious to her, now that she was actually looking for them. They weren't bad changes, or anything- she just couldn't quite shake the feeling her friend was doing a lot of growing up without her.
"It was sooo good, I could eat it forever." She replied with a laugh, never mind the fact she was completely bloated. Gabi always had room for more though- she was practically notorious for having a bottomless pit for a stomach, after all. But hey, who was she to complain when Hayden offered to pay for her dinner for her? Please, be her guest.
Hmm, ice cream sounded great right about then. She glanced at Hayden out of the corner of her eye at the mention of drinking. That was new. Whatever, she wasn't going to question it- she fully expected the two of them and Leon to go bar hopping when they were all 21. She and Hayden could get drunk and Leon could make sure they didn't get their asses run over when crossing the street. "Yeah, it's a shame." She agreed, nodding, before cheerily bumping her hip into his, saying, "Don't worry, once we're old enough to legally drink I'll make sure your clothes aren't stolen off you!" What friends are for!
A neon sign caught her gaze, and she stopped mid-step to see what it was. Karaoke, huh? "Hey, let's check this place out." She turned to face Hayden with bright eyes, mind already made up. They were definitely going in there, or her name wasn't Gabrielle Alberts- she was just trying to be a little more considerate and ask first.
They were definitely going in there though. |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 15, 2013 5:04:10 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Was he always like this? Not really. Truth be told Hayden was still riddled with self-doubt, constantly questioning himself to see if he'd done anything wrong, said anything stupid. However, the fact was that he had still done some growing up, that being alone and independent had meant that he'd learned to stand up for himself more, and it would be evident to most that knew him that he wasn't the boy that he had once been. He did, however, cringe at the statement about his clothes.
"You sure that you aren't going to be the one to steal them off me...?" he asked. It was true: she did seem to enjoy making him miserable, only with a great dose of love to come along with it. He wouldn't put it past her to sell the rest of his clothes on the Internet as some sort of Unlucky Swimmer Boy special. She would probably kill most people that did the things that she did to him, but seemed to take joy in doing them herself. Then again, that was part of their dynamic. "I'd probably be terrified if you stopped pranking me. I don't trust you."
The smile he shot her after that and the arm slung around her shoulder, however, showed that he genuinely did.
(In fact, she was one of the two people he trusted most in the world.)
"So, anyway!" Hayden exclaimed, quickly changing the subject as they marched past rows and rows of shops. Ice cream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream! Only he wasn't very sure that shouting would work very well... Yeah, maybe screaming wouldn't be such a good idea, unless they were cheerleaders working for an ice cream store-- wait no, he didn't want to be stuck in a skirt-- never mind. She suddenly paused, mentioning the karaoke place that they were standing outside of, and Hayden's eyes widened.
"Karaoke? As in... We sing? I heard that they have private booths in here," Hayden chuckled, giving his best friend the go-ahead to enter the establishment. "Come on, let's go, we can sing Super Bass!" |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 15, 2013 5:43:49 GMT -8
Oh, without a doubt, Gabi would not tolerate anyone else pranking her best friend. It simply wasn't allowed. All of her pranks were done out of pure affection; anyone else would be simply with ill intent. "Nooo, of course not." She laughed, as he slung an arm around her shoulder. "I do not want to touch your undies, dude."
Except that was a lie; they had both seen each other, uh, pretty naked before. It came with the territory of living under the same roof- mistakes would be made and doors would be opened at the most inopportune moments when you were positive it had been locked. By now, they were both pretty much past the point of caring though. For god's sake, she had a picture of his butt on her phone.
So, yes, she would be the person to steal his clothes off him.
He knew her so well. <3
"Yeah, it'll be fun!" Super Bass, huh? That was going to end in a complete and utter failure, but at least they'd have a good time. Gabi walked ahead and opened the door, just as a man approached the two of them looking extremely harried. "Are you here for the party?" He asked quickly, a scowl on his face showing what he thought of tardiness.
Gabi blinked just once in surprise, before a wide, beaming grin lit up her face. "Yes of course! Sorry we're late, we got lost on our way here." She explained quickly, mentally crossing her fingers that Hayden wouldn't blow their cover. The man stared for a moment, until he nodded and pointed down the hallway behind him. "They're right over there, go on ahead." Ah, the sweet smell of incompetent staff.
She was already walking away, calling over her shoulder, "Thank you~!" Better not to linger; questions might be asked and eyebrows raised. 90 points to Team Gabi/Hayden, once again doing shit they weren't supposed to. Or, more accurately, Gabi doing shit she wasn't supposed to, and Hayden getting dragged along for the ride. Poor baby. |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 15, 2013 6:59:01 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts "You were totally okay with touching my Speedos, for the record," he muttered in response. Somehow it hadn't occurred to him that it was the first time he'd been able to talk about the Unlucky Swimmer Boy meme without cringing, though the muttering was certainly a sign that he was definitely not ready to come out to the public about that. Some day, he'd come out of the closet, but today was not that day, and tomorrow didn't look good either. Neither did the next, nor the next after that. Or within the next foreseeable future. The two of them stepped into the karaoke lounge, and they were greeted by someone asking if they were there for a party. "Oh, no--"
"Yes of course! Sorry we're late, we got lost on our way here."
Wait. What.
NoOOoOoOOOOOO!!!
Hayden's jaw practically dropped as Gabi pranced ahead of him, and he rushed up towards her, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "Gabi, what are you doing," he asked, eyes wide as he followed her while she walked ahead. "What if they find out that we aren't supposed to be here? I mean, what can we do? Nobody's going to know us and our cover is going to be-- oh."
Turned out, the karaoke party was actually massive.
"Oh."
The room was big, bigger than any of the rooms he had in his house back in San Diego, and filled to the brim with more people than he had ever seen! Hayden gulped as he took a tentative step towards the middle, noting that the karaoke stage was in the middle of the room. Wait, did they not have private booths? This was supposed to be an Asian karaoke place, how did this even happen? Okay, maybe nobody would catch them, he thought as a young man and woman jostled past. It looked like some sort of party... Hayden blinked.
Wait, was that a bowl of punch in the middle? With some unguarded cans of beer? He glanced around, noting that security was at the door. There was going to be nobody to check their IDs, but still, better be safe than sorry, right? Best to not let Gabi notice all the free alcohol.
"Hey Gabi, there's a food table on the other side of the room. Shall we go there?" |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 15, 2013 8:15:27 GMT -8
"It's going to be fine, just play along!" She whispered back, enjoying herself a little too much for someone who was about to crash a party. You would be surprised by just how many of her plans ended with her simply winging it; the number was insurmountable. She rarely ever thought anything through, but that just made things more interesting.
And as it would turn out, she didn't need to talk her way through anything. The party was huge, with people mingling everywhere and no one paying attention to who came and went. She turned to cock an eyebrow at him, her grin practically saying 'told you so.'
It didn't look like anyone was singing yet, which was probably a good thing- she wasn't sure how up for singing in front of a group of strangers Hayden would be. Gabi didn't particularly mind, but then again, Gabi didn't mind doing a lot of things in front of strangers. Let's never forget that time she had gone up to random people and-
The word 'food' always had a magical effect on the girl. And the fact that this was technically free food made it all the better. "Oh man, seriously?" She stood up on tip-toe in a vain attempt to see over the sea of party-goers. (Never mind the fact she had gorged herself on ramen at dinner.) "I'm so there- is that free booze?" She asked suddenly, eyes bright as she caught sight of the table of drinks.
Nevermind, she was sooo over there.
"C'mon Hayhay!" She began winding her way towards the drinks, cheerily exchanging greetings with people as she went. Gabi has had alcohol before; most high school parties weren't a party unless there was underage drinking. She grabbed a can and opened it, grinning at the boy triumphantly as she took a sip. A successful infiltration! |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 15, 2013 12:34:07 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Maybe this party-crashing thing wouldn't be all that bad. Maybe they wouldn't get caught, seeing as it seemed to be one of those massive do-s where some guy invited all his friends, and asked them to bring theirs. He remembered the one time Gabi had thrown a wild party at his house when his sister had gone away to a business meeting, and there had been more people than he had ever known in the space of his living room. The brunette had had to do a lot of explaining: luckily his maids and chauffeur had been understanding, and had cleaned up for him. Though they'd made him wipe all the windows himself as a punishment, which he had honestly totally deserved. Nevertheless, he had learned one thing-- at big parties, you never knew where half the people came from.
Looked like it was their turn to be among that 'half the people' now. "Yes, food!" Hayden exclaimed, steering Gabi in the direction of the buffet table. This was going to be fun-- wait, wasn't this technically stealing? Hayden was about to pipe up, to ask Gabi to once again check her moral compass, when she suddenly noticed the free booze on the other side of the room, and started marching there with a rather delighted expression on her face.
"Gabi, no!" Hayden yelled as he grabbed the sleeve of her shirt, pulling her closer towards him. "We're already not supposed to be here," he said in a hushed whisper, "What if security catches us breaking the law? It's also technically stealing," he added, "Because this isn't for us." Though it didn't seem to stop her, as she marched up to the table and popped a can open. Hayden shook his head.
"Dude be careful, what if someone tries to ID us?" |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 15, 2013 13:15:45 GMT -8
What Hayden failed to realize was that Gabi had no morals.
She flapped a hand at him as he tried to reason with her. Really, he worried way too much. Thank god he had her around, or he'd never have any fun! (That was a lie, but one she liked to tell herself anyway.) "The food and drinks are for everyone here." She swept her arm around, indicating the people all around them. "We're here, so the food and drinks are for us too." She beamed at him as she took another sip of her very much stolen and illegal beer. Logic!
If she was going to be honest though, she wasn't that interested in drinking at the moment. It was moreso just so she could say she snuck into a karaoke party and had some alcohol right under the noses of responsible adults. Plus, Hayden's expression was priceless. Totally worth it. Maybe they'd get in trouble tonight after all!
In the meantime, she had to calm her friend down. "It's fine, it's fine." She shot him a grin, continuing, "And if anyone asks, I'm holding onto it for my boyfriend while he goes to the bathroom." What, no one had to know that she didn't have a boyfriend. It was a completely solid lie that would totally work, so they were in the clear. Or at least, she was. If she had to, she'd lie for Hayden too. Because that's what best friends were for: her bullshit was Hayden's bullshit, and his bullshit was her bullshit. B-F-F's for life.
Suddenly, a loud, grating shriek filled the air, and Gabi winced. A brunette girl with her hair in a ponytail was at the center of the room, microphone in hand and smiling apologetically. "Sorry, sorry!" A couple of the people in the crowd laughed, and the girl continued, grinning, "We need volunteers to get us started! If no one volunteers, well... we'll just have to pick people out." Immediately, Gabi turned to Hayden, hazel eyes sparkling with excitement.
What happened next was no surprise.
"We volunteer!" Gabi shouted, hand in the air over her head as she placed her drink down on the table. Whether Hayden agreed or not, she was already on her way to the stage, drawing amused glances and a few cheers from the party-goers around her. Fun fun fun fun! |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 15, 2013 14:34:43 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts "That isn't how the world works, though!" Hayden replied, exasperation creeping into his voice. "We can't just walk into someone's place and take their stuff, it would be like going into a foreign land and declaring that everything was ours." Wait, wasn't that was the British had done? And ended up with the British Empire, which had been really powerful? No, his reasoning wasn't working at all. Hayden, stop! "What if we get caught, or worse, get told that we're doing something bad--"
He was interrupted by an unholy screech that tore through the room. Hayden covered his ears with his hands as he glanced up to note a brown-haired girl in the middle of the room, grinning that they needed volunteers. Oh dear, this was going to end badly, wasn't it? "Gabi, I think we should go," Hayden began, but of course it was when Gabi raised her hand and exclaimed the two words that he knew, just knew she was going to say.
"Oh, no..."
He felt like he had just been called as tribute to the Hunger Games as Hayden felt himself slump over, trudging after Gabi as she excitedly pranced ahead. Well, with all eyes on both of them now, he couldn't very well say no right? The only time he ever sung was in his shower, and when he was alone with Gabi, and when he was dancing around in his room playing Spanish music trying to get in touch with his ancestors, or something. He felt his face flush bright red as the two of them took the stage, and he glanced through the list of songs.
"Gabi, I don't know what we can sing. Just nothing bad, okay?"
This is where Rogue breaks the fourth wall and says this: Hayden, you fucking moron. |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 15, 2013 15:30:29 GMT -8
Like they were going to crash a karaoke party and then not sing karaoke. Please. That was just ridiculous. Gabi glanced back only once to make sure Hayden was following her, before hopping up on stage and taking the mic from the brunette. The hostess winked at her, before hopping down herself and joining a black-haired boy in the crowd. Interestingly enough, the two fist bumped, and Gabi paused to frown at the interaction before turning her attention back on Hayden.
"Oh, c'mon, don't look so glum!" She laughed, punching her friend in the arm in an attempt to lighten him up. Never mind the fact they were center stage with all eyes on them; Gabi had never been one for stage fright, and it showed in moments like these. Poor Hayden was blushing scarlet though; she could almost feel bad for him. Except she didn't.
'Nothing bad,' it was like he didn't know her at all. She joined him at the songs list, glancing through what they had, until one in particular caught her eye. She grinned. "I know exactly what we're going to sing!" Without waiting for Hayden, she selected the song, and beamed at him all too cheerfully as the familiar chords began to play.
One of her deepest, darkest secrets was that she genuinely liked One Direction. When asked about it, she'd pretend otherwise, citing that they made real bands cry and that their fans are a bunch of sexually frustrated preteens. Their lyrics are trash, their music is so-so, and they sounded like they tried too hard. But in all honesty? She adored them and would sell her firstborn child to see them in concert.
"You're insecure, don't know what for!"
And now the two of them were going to sing the hit single together! Gabi had a pretty good voice, all things considered, and she knew for a fact Hayden could sing- but given that he had never sang in front of strangers before, this... could get interesting. Fun! But interesting.
"You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-o-or!" |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 15, 2013 20:58:05 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts To be very fair, Hayden didn't despise One Direction like you would expect most people to. They were okay at singing, had some pretty catchy beats, and every time Gabi dissed them in public and then turned around and listened to their music, Hayden would be very, very confused. He'd asked her several times why she wouldn't just admit that she didn't hate them, but she dismissed his statements, telling him that he would understand when he grew up. Well, he was very much a grown adult, if you asked him-- okay, well, maybe not, but it was something he was never going to understand. So he smiled back at Gabi, the flush on his face still remaining as he agreed. "Y- yeah." Hayden muttered. He could do One Direction, he really could--
"You're insecure! Don't know what for! You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or! Don't need make up! To cover up! Being the way that you are is enough!"
At the front of the stage he could see the brown-haired girl catcalling, and her dark-haired friend applauding next to her. A blonde boy in the front next to a brown-haired male were both casting them incredulous looks, though the blonde was tapping his foot on the floor along with the music, so maybe he was a closet fan like Gabi? Hayden supposed that he wouldn't really understand the concept of why One Direction was so embarrassing. It wasn't like they were Internet memes, or anything. He managed to shoot Gabi a small smile. Maybe... Maybe he could actually do this without dying of shame.
"Everyone else in the room can see it. Everyone else but you!"
Time to belt it!
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else! The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed! But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell! You don't know, oh oh! You don't know you're beautiful!"
The crowd went wild. A rather mysterious-looking man in front chortled, and the girl next to him giggled. Hayden gulped. Wait. Were they laughing at him? Or was he just a really bad singer? Or was-- yup. He'd been tipped over the edge, and he was singing. There was no way out, was there? |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 16, 2013 8:07:58 GMT -8
"If only you saw what I can see, you'd understand why I want you so desperately! Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe, you don't know, oh oh!"
This was a strange group of people.
"You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh! That's what makes you beautiful!"
The stage offered her a good view of the crowd in front of her, and Gabi found that they were all a bit... odd. Take the man sidling up to the blonde boy, for example, and how the blonde began shouting something she couldn't hear due to the music blasting from the speakers. The blonde dragged his friend away, leaving the man looking very dejected and forlorn. For whatever reason, Gabi immediately decided she didn't like that guy. Maybe it was because he was wearing sunglasses indoors? Or maybe it was because he seemed to have an air of assholery about him. Either way: she really didn't like him.
"So c-come on, you got it wrong!"
And there was a girl standing off to one side, with what appeared to be a lizard draped across her arm that she was feeding bits of food off the table. She didn't seem to even realize that she was at a party, or that they were singing karaoke. Very, very strange.
To prove I'm right I put it in a song!"
Was this some kind of reunion? But the ages of the gathered people were too varied for them to have all belonged to the same class. So then what the hell was this, and who were they? Sadly, Gabi was probably never going to find out, but that was fine with her. Maybe she'd ask the brunette girl before she and Hayden made their escape.
"I don't know why, you're being shy!"
Speaking of Hayden, she turned to her friend and gave him a wink. He appeared to be holding up just fine, all things considered, which was great! Maybe they'd have to do this more often. They could become the amazing singing tag team brother/sister duo, or whatever, and take America by storm- nah okay just kidding, that'd be dumb. Still, the chorus was coming up soon, and Gabi began to enthusiastically jump up and down, waving her arm in the air as she continued to sing along.
"And turn away when I look into your eye-eye-eyes! Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you...!"
Chorus!
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed! But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know, oh oh! You don't know you're beautiful!" |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 16, 2013 8:48:26 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts This was a rather... Strange party, to say the least. Hayden gulped as he turned his gaze to a man who looked more like he should have been at a seminary than at a party with copious amounts of alcohol, and then to a girl in the front row who looked like she was about to murder them on the spot? M- maybe because they were singing One Direction? No, probably because they were singing-- actually come to think of it, she didn't look like she was the kind of person who would have wanted to be there at all regardless. Hayden turned his gaze back at Gabi, who shot him a wink. Okay, okay, they were just going to have to finish singing. Finish singing, and they would be all right.
"You don't know you're beautiful! Oh- oh! That's what makes you beautiful!" He didn't feel very beautiful himself at that point, but he'd begun singing the song, time to actually finish, right? Hayden smiled nervously at the audience, whose reactions were ranging from catcalling and wooping gladly to staring at the two of them with utter disbelief. One of the men who looked rather constipated murmured to another with an emblem of a pigeon on his shirt, and the two of them nodded, casting them skeptical looks.
Hayden could hear the two of them from here: who the heck are these guys?
But they were done right? Right? With that, Hayden rushed off the stage, grabbing Gabi's hand and running back down, face flushed bright red. Maybe most people really did hate One Direction. Maybe this was just him being silly, and he would never talk about liking them in public again. "W- we should have gone for Super Bass," Hayden muttered, casting his best friend a sideways glance. "Can we leave yet--"
"You should stay for the food!"
The black-haired male from earlier yelled out at the two of them from where he was standing, giving them a little wink before looping his arm around the ponytailed girl's shoulder. They were probably a couple, from the looks of it, Hayden thought to himself. But... At least... On one hand, he didn't want to be clobbered. On the other hand--
"Food?"
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 16, 2013 9:31:26 GMT -8
Hayden was looking at all the wrong people though; from where Gabi was standing (bouncing), she could see several people in their weird audience enjoying the song. There was a fairly young boy jumping up and down in time with the music, candy wrappers littering the floor around him- okay wait, actually, he might just have had too much sugar. Never mind. But that girl off to one side was singing and clapping along- her boyfriend didn't look too thrilled, but eh, his problem. One Direction was great, he obviously had inferior tastes.
Whatever, the song was drawing to a close now. Time for the finale!
"That's what makes you beautiful!"
Aaand there we go. The crowd broke out into applause; whether it was just to be polite or it was genuine, it didn't really matter. Gabi waved to her adoring fans, even as her friend began rushing off the platform. "Thank you Los Angeles!" She managed to shout into the microphone, before Hayden dragged her by the hand off stage.
Gabi was breathless with laughter as Hayden led the way, moving so fast it was like he wanted to get as far away from this party as he possibly could. The girl grinned at his comment, replying cheerily, "Man, are you kidding me, I can't rap to save my life-"
A call from behind them made the pair pause in their tracks, and turned to find the cute couple from earlier staring at them. They were definitely the hosts of this little shindig, that much Gabi had put together, and if anyone was going to know who was invited, it was these two. Which could only mean one thing: he definitely knew. And judging by the grin the brunette girl was shooting them, she knew too. Gabi grinned in reply; ah yes, fellow tricksters. Thank goodness.
"We totally were, thanks!" Gabi said back, squeezing Hayden's hand in silent victory. See, now it didn't matter how much they ate; they were officially invited to the party now, they were in the clear! "Feel free to eat as much as you want, we bought way too much." The other girl called lightly, before the two disappeared back into the crowd. Gabi gave Hayden a wide, beaming grin, before bumping her hip into his and leading the way to the food table. Aww yeah, they were in. |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 16, 2013 9:43:33 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Okay, okay, they were invited to the party now, which meant that they could eat all the food that they wanted, right? Hayden shot the boy and girl an uneasy smile as the dark-haired boy pulled the girl in tighter, deciding that it was probably a good idea that he gave the two of them some space. He really didn't want to intrude on their couple time, he thought as he glanced away. He'd seen Gabi around all her ex-boyfriends and if there was one thing that he'd learned from that, it was this: couples could be terrifying.
Food, on the other hand, was always his friend. He was an athlete, and a plus side to that was that he could eat as much as he wanted. Even though he hadn't gotten to swim as much since arriving in Los Angeles, he'd still been going to the gym regularly to make sure that he didn't completely lose his physique- Coach Keith would probably kill him if he knew that he was slacking off so much, but he was going to start swimming more again, soon, he promised, it was just that the pool he had downstairs at his flat was tiny and not as fun to swim in.
Sometimes, he really did miss the luxuries of life. The pair of them rushed to the buffet table, and Hayden started scooping sausages and pasta onto his plate. Mm, this smelled amazing. He felt a sudden tap on his shoulder though, and he turned around to face a man who was staring at the two of them with a concerned look on his face.
"Might I interest you in talk of religion--"
"Wha--" Hayden began, but the man cleared his throat.
"I AM HERE TO INTEREST YOU IN SOMETHING BETTER THAN YOURSELVES. TELL ME ABOUT YOUR SINS, BOY," the man began, and yes, Hayden could practically hear him capslock as he spoke. "JUDGMENT SHALL DESCEND UPON BOTH OF YOU FOR LISTENING AND SINGING THE MUSIC OF SUCH A VILE ABOMINATION!" |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 16, 2013 10:16:54 GMT -8
The smells coming from the food table were enough to make Gabi's previously bloated stomach growl in anticipation. Eating too much was supposedly bad for you, but Gabi was blessed with an amazing digestive system and a stomach made of iron. Time-and-time again, she had shocked friends, family, and classmates with just how much she could eat at any given time. It was both a gift and a curse. Not that she was complaining, or anything. But when she started gaining weight-
Whatever, food was food. She'd worry about upset stomachs later. Right now, she planned on stuffing her face with as much as she could fit on her plate. She had been helping herself to spaghetti when a tall, blond man approached Hayden, talking loudly with concern on his face.
She cocked an eyebrow, staring up at the man curiously. Well, it was a pretty weird party, overall. You were probably going to run into one of these people no matter where you went. Her mouth was full of pasta when the man began shouting, and Gabi nearly choked on her food as she tried not to laugh. Sins and abomination? Who the heck was this guy?
Swallowing down her food, Gabi came to Hayden's rescue, linking her arm through his and saying, totally straight-faced, "Sorry dude, we're Buddhists." Not technically true, but this guy didn't have to know that. While on the one hand, a conversation with him would probably be entertaining, she also really wanted to stuff her face. If he could find them again in a few minutes, Gabi would be happy to talk to him.
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 16, 2013 14:06:47 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Hayden's jaw had not only fallen to the floor, it had somehow managed to dig its way through and burrow its way beyond the crust and mantle of the Earth, and was digging around for dinosaur bones somewhere in the outer core. The brunette glanced over at Gabi who was claiming to be a Buddhist, then glanced back at the man who was continuing to speak. He would have said something about not actually being a Buddhist, but he was far too surprised to actually make any form of protest. Instead, the man continued to rant about One Direction.
"I CARE NOT FOR RELIGION," he boomed. "I AM SIMPLY HERE TO CORRECT YOUR TASTES IN MUSIC, AND TO PASS JUDGMENT UPON THOSE WHO PERPETUATE THOSE WHO HAVE COMMITTED THE SIN OF WORSHIPPING FIVE BOYS WITH BAD HAIR." Hayden blinked. He didn't really want to say it, but he wasn't quite a fan of the male's haircut himself. It was kind of short and stumpy and looked like someone had taken a shaving razor to it themselves one day when they were bored. "WHY MUST THE YOUTHS OF THE WORLD LISTEN TO SUCH AN ABOMINATION--"
They were interrupted by a loud roar coming from the stage, and Hayden whirled around to see that the mysterious man from earlier was on stage with what looked to be an electric guitar. Before he could say anything to Gabi, the man's fingers were plucking at the strings rather aggressively, and he started belting out what Hayden could only presume to be a death metal tune. The brunette blinked, turning back at Gabi, and then back at the man whose jaw was now competing with Hayden's in search of the missing T-Rex.
"L- let's go somewhere else," Hayden murmured, but not before grabbing three more spoonfuls of pasta, a couple of cocktail sausages, and half a block of brie cheese. "To the other side of the room far from the speakers, maybe?" It would be too soon to leave, not if they were going to enjoy food. Maybe the man would leave them alone though? He wasn't even sure whether the guy had been completely serious when it came to One Direction being an abomination... |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 16, 2013 14:35:43 GMT -8
Gabi couldn't help it. She burst out laughing. She quickly covered her mouth with a hand, trying to stifle her giggles, but it was to no avail; she was a lost cause. Finally, she managed to choke out, "Holy shit dude, are you for real?" For appearances' sake, she might have agreed, but he was so over the top and hilariously serious that she couldn't help but find him outrageous, more than anything.
Before the man could become offended, or say anything else about their song choice, a wall of sound hit them from out of nowhere. Gabi winced- who's idea was it to put the speakers in front of the buffet table? She followed Hayden's gaze to the center stage, where a tall man was blasting out some heavy metal music with an electric guitar. Oh, well that explained it. Like this couldn't get any weirder, right?
"Yeah." She agreed with a nod, piling her plate with some more food. "Let's ditch blondie and go back over by the drinks!" Now that was a cheery thought! With a skip in her step, Gabi led the way back into the crowd, weaving in and out of mingling people on her way back to the alcohol. Yes, this was the life. Free food, free alcohol. Perfect.
She came to a stop at the table, turning back around to face the stage as she stuffed her face with some more pasta. Mmm, delicious. If this was how these people ate at every party, Gabi definitely wanted to get in their good graces. Maybe she could find that cute couple from before and exchange numbers? They seemed like perfectly reasonable people, more than happy to befriend an evil teenage girl.
"Once we're done eating we can bail, okay?" She had to raise her voice to be heard over the music; her gaze fell back on the man on stage, and she nearly snorted when she realized the girl who had been with him was now on stage with him, tambourine in hand. Best party ever. |
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Post by HAYDEN GREEN on Sept 17, 2013 21:56:44 GMT -8
tagged: failtwin. time: May 8th 2012, 20:30 speech: hayden. notes: farts Hayden nodded slowly, before trailing after Gabi like a puppy dog chasing his owner. It was a fairly accurate representation of their relationship, come to think of it-- she thought of the action, Hayden followed, with occasional input mostly consisting of 'Noooo' and 'Gabi why'. However, food and free alcohol far from the speakers sounded like an excellent proposition, and he perked up at the thought of free drinks. One would never have thought that Hayden was the kind of kid to drink underage. And most of the time, he really wasn't! He'd just happened to be at that college party, and the party before that, and the one before that too... And the one that he had before that one...
Okay, so maybe he was kind of terrible when it came to drinking underage. But it had been an experience the first time, and he did it mostly because Gabi did it, and he'd done it again, and it was kind of fun. He'd enjoyed the taste of alcohol more than he would have expected to, and as soon as they were at the drinks table, Hayden popped a can open for himself, and then one for his sister-slash-best-friend. Clinking their drinks together, he gave her a wide, wide grin.
"Here's to us!" he yelled, and for a moment, it felt like the child was gone, the naive and wide-eyed young boy being replaced by a youth no longer forced to wear shoes far too big for him. It would have seemed to any other outsider for a brief second that he was just another eighteen-year-old, almost typical, with the way he laughed as their beer cans clinked and he chugged the beer down in one go. Terrifying and absurd as all of this was, Hayden had to admit that there was a certain element of fun to being out here, to having to answer to only himself, and in that moment he felt like he could conquer anything. He'd sang karaoke in stage in front of a bunch of crazies, he'd survived being an Internet meme, so maybe, just maybe this was part of what growing up was like, to just put the embarrassing, horrible things behind you and keep moving forward.
Hayden set the can of beer down. Okay, so maybe he knew it. Didn't quite mean that he felt it just yet, but at least he was aware of it. And at least that was some sort of beginning, some sort of pathway to growing up.
"Yeah," he responded, his voice suddenly becoming softer as he gazed into the distance. It was quite the funny thought, but he almost felt like he was growing up. "Or... Maybe we could go for another round at the buffet table. Since the blonde guy seems to have stomped off." He was now hassling a girl with a whale plushie, who was basically laughing in his face as a response.
"Gabi, do you have any idea what kind of party we've managed to stumble onto?" |
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Post by GABRIELLE ALBERTS on Sept 18, 2013 16:27:43 GMT -8
She and Hayden had both tried alcohol for the first time together, and it had been quite the, uh, experience, as he put it. Between the two of them, Gabi definitely drank the most, though she had never blacked out from drinking too much before. That was something solely for Hayden to lay claim to, and he was more than welcome to it. Gabi didn't mind getting drunk, so long as she had people she could trust somewhere close by. Unlike Hayden, she was pretty sure she could never drink herself into a coma unless he or Leon were near. She trusted them to look out for her when she couldn't do it herself. Friendship!
Ever drink Gabi had ever tried, however, had ended up being her favorite. What could she say, she had a taste for the stuff. It helped that her parents didn't particularly care if she drank or not, so long as she didn't get behind the wheel of a car- which wasn't going to happen anyway, since she didn't have a car or a license to begin with. Driving sober was scary enough, but driving drunk? No thanks.
At the moment, right here and now? She didn't mind a little buzz. Since they had pretty much been given the go ahead by the hosts, they probably didn't even have to worry about anyone checking their ID. Gabi grinned up at the boy as he clinked his can against her's. "Here here!" She cheered, before chugging her drink right along with him.
Don't think she didn't notice the momentary change that came over her best friend- because she totally did. Spearing a forkful of pasta into her mouth, she chewed away, nodding her head sagely at his words. "I'm always down for more food," she said, talking around her full mouth. If there was one thing that had always left her friends exasperated with her more than usual, it was her table manners. "Besides, you heard the girl, they bought too much. We'd be doing them a favor."
They were so nice, they should both get medals.
Swallowing down her pasta, Gabi shrugged, hazel eyes sweeping around the room. Taking in the crowd of people one-by-one, she was at a loss. "I haven't the slightest clue. I think it might be some kind of reunion, but I'm not entirely sure." She paused, watching the cute couple from before talking enthusiastically with the pair of boys that had been watching their performance with so much disdain. The corner of her mouth quirked slightly, before she remarked, turning back to Hayden, "Maybe an Internet meet-up? The people sure are weird enough to qualify." Something caught the corner of her eye, and she spun-
A choked laugh escaped her lips as she caught sight of a black-haired boy making pigeons appear from out of his sleeves, much to the delight of the watching people. "I mean check out that guy." |
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