radgabriel

[radgabriel]

marlacrane

she was going to get some writing done. in peace, for once. armed with a towel (she didn’t have a blanket to sit on, and there was nothing worse than getting sand all over one’s clothes), a notebook, a pen, a can of mace, her phone, and a pocket knife, she moved to the outskirts, searching for the perfect secluded spot. the beaches here felt wrong. remarking on that seemed the closest she’d ever get to admitting to homesickness. the sand stretched too far, was unmarred with rocks. there were no inukshuks or totem poles, no trace of life before or after colonialism and tourism. there was, however– “yikes.”

marla stopped dead in her tracks, trying to remember if this was a nude beach.  she did an about turn, then remembered that this was hilarious and that she didn’t like having her back to miscellaneous naked people any more than she liked looking at them, and turned back. modesty was dead, anyway. “did a fucking owl make off with your clothes or something? ‘cause that, like, sucks for you and everything, but… ugh.” she threw her towel at him. “put this on. never give it back. i don’t, like, actually give a fuck, but i also hated this and i don’t want to look at that towel and be reminded of it? so, yeah. keep it. thank you.”

“Woah...Woha… Woah…” Gabriel flinched, darting to cover himself, as soon as he realized thata it was no longer alone. Too late maybe, but it was the thought that mattered? Whatever.  At least she hadn’t ran away screaming, or called the police or something (not that there were any around, but still…)

“Who knows, I’m pretty popular among owls.” He chuckled. 

“No idea actually.” He tried to keep smirking, while uneasily shifting the balance on his feet, at least the darkness concealed the many shades of red that his cheeks were assuming at the moment. “I imagine I was too tempting a target.” He grinned. Yeah abandoned clothes on the beach, maybe he wouldn’t have been able to resist the thought of some mischief himself. 

Relief flashed in his eyes as she threw him the towel. He did his best to snatch it from the air without exposing himself, in fact it was almost a miracle given the amount of booze in his system, but he still somehow got to have a solid grip of the peace of cloth. 

“You certainly do know how to make a man feel inadequate.” He laughed playfully, lowering his eyes as he wrapped the towel around his waist. It took him just a couple of attempts to fasten it properly. 

“Couldn’t sleep?” He shrugged. “Me neither… Fuck this is too freaking amazing to waste sleeping… I mean look at this...”

@radopens​ 

How late was it? Too  much, the party had died out and well, he was on his own. And that definitely sucked. So… Yeah. Whatever though, Gabriel didn’t want to end the night in a slump anyway, besides, the week was still young. Right? Now his feet had brought him far from his cabin and back to the beach again the weather was amazing, the stars, bright shiny jewels lit his way, the ocean ahead, going on forever and ever, the gentle rhythm of the waves lulled him into a sweet sense of calm.

His cigarette (yeah… perhaps it was a bit stronger than that), was long gone and unfortunately he didn’t have another.  Gabriel had been on his walk for a while, in drunken stupor, but still living the good high, just savoring the moment, shoes in hand, the waves caressing his legs. Christ, the water, it felt fucking awesome. What if? He left his trunks at the cabin. I’m a freaking idiot… And yet was it really a problem? No way. The ocean kept calling to him and who the hell was him to say no. Not a soul in sight and who cared anyway. 

He found a spot on the beach, one that he deemed safe, as far as he knew and stripped himself off the white attire he had worn at the party, he left everything there, a messed up bundle on the sand. For a few moments, he just let the oceanic breeze caress his bare flesh before a mad dash brought him to the water. “Whooo…..” 

Christ the water was a mazing, he swam against the weaves, enjoying the warmth that the ocean had collected during the day, letting the feeling sink in. How long did he stay? Definitely he couldn’t tell, but then again, did he care? Not at all.

Life was great again. At least until the  hangover tomorrow. When he felt it was finally time to go and get a couple of hours of sleep, he walked lazily on the sand toward his clothes. Just. They weren’t there? Fuck. Maybe he had forgotten where he left them? Or perhaps the current had dragged him away and he just hadn’t noticed. No way he recognized the lifeguard cabin a few feet away. Fuck… His cottage was the farthest away from the sea. Come on Gabriel, no need to panic yet. 

Steps on the sand. Fuck...

Peraps it was time to panic. At least a little.

[radgabriel]

“Woah seriously they still have VHS?” There was an enthusiastic grin on Gabriel Lips. Definitely the theme had piqued his interest. Enough at least to prompt him to stand up from the battered sofa where he had been sprawled until moments before, barely awake, nursing a sunburn after a long, but pleasantly exhausting day on the beach. 

"Let me take a look." He leaned in on the table, peering through the small collection of tapes. "I wonder if they still work."

“Definitely up for a blair witch marathon.” Well, not really, only the first one was decent, but whatever. Fuck the movie was almost older than him right? Yet still somewhat a masterpiece. Truth was he wished he could have thought something like that (well at least at a time when it was still relevant). 

“That said… a cabin… unmarked vhs you found in a cedar box… I’m all for giving those a try.” He smirked. “I mean if Samara gets on the screen I’ll start screaming like a little girl, but otherwise I’m game.” He chuckled.

"By the way... we definitely need to go and grab some leftovers from the party... A movie requires popcorns. That's the law."

she didn’t know if any of the cabins had a vhs player. besides, the little pile of tapes she’d found in an apparently abandoned cedar box in the closet were cursed if there were such things as curses. some were unmarked, several were missing their cases but adorned with horror movie titles in white lettering, and then there were the three scooby doo movies which were, for some reason, in mint condition. as far as she knew, all that gabriel and her had in common was occasionally overlapping taste in film, but that was enough. that was why she found herself in front of him now, carefully placing the tapes she’d cradled in her arms on a table. “here’s the blair witch project,” she said, as she put it down. “and this one… the lettering’s been scratched off, but i think it used to say attack of the killer tomatoes.” @radgabriel​

[radgabriel]

“...but not everyone is out and about to defend the honor of his or her house on the field ladies and  gentleman.” Gabriel playfully talked into the camera. Himself, like a few of the film students have been roped into making a bit of a video diary of the event. Now he was gonna play too of course, there was no way to keep him away from the field. But for the time being, he was gonna have to stick with his duties. 

“And what is the excuse today?” He tossed playfully, pretending to lead an interview as he shifted the camera toward Cain. “Really?” Gabriel raised his eyebrows. “Doctor’s order?” He echoed Cain. “Pretty weak if you ask me.” He teased. “Hey…” Gabriel looked like he was having a sort of eureka moment.  “Are you good with a camera?”

( @radopens​ )

If you laid beneath the sun for an unspecified - unknown, too - amount of time; you’d soon feel like an egg, potentially - sunny-side up, laid out on the sidewalk. Except the sidewalk had been a beach towel not suited for your height, head and feet sticking out from either end; hair filled with sand, and your heels burning against it, too. You’d feel like Cain, potentially - face slathered in sunscreen and hair pushed back with an awfully neon headband; rest of them covered head to toe in clothes; a sweater, typical pants - leather gloves, always leather gloves. It’d been a miracle that they hadn’t been cooked alive, already - though it’d only been May, and it’d only been Cape Cod, something about the sun, and the climate, maybe. Who knew. Cain hadn’t - only that the sun had been obstructed, suddenly, and they opened their eyes, peered up at the silhouette, “I have a doctor’s note - no, va-volleyball uh, all w-week. Purely a sp-spectator.” They dug through their pocket, produced said note - waved it in the air, for evidence, “Head’s - uh, fragile. Like fucking - china plates, or s-something. Want piña colada in a can? It - uh, comes in a can, n-now.” A finger pointed to said can - note wrinkled in their fist - it’d been buried into the sand, partially, to keep it standing.

[radgabriel]

Head, pounding, back aching. Where was him? Fuck if Gabriel had any idea. Floor. Rooftop actually? Yeah the party? Barbeque right? Too much alcohol. Memories… Hazy. Very hazy actually. Christ what was that? Steps? Or maybe drums? Steps, but for Garbiel, it was almost the same. Eyes open. No no way. It was day already? Yeah. Definitely. Great. 

He managed to stand up at the second attempt, legs still shaky, unshod, clad only in hawayan themed swim trunks. He ruffled the hair on the back of his head and yawned. “Woah.” 

“Hey… no need to shout man.” He grinned, trying to figure out who he was talking to, but still unable to properly look in his direction without being blinded by the morning sun. “Christ!” He shook his head. Bad idea. There was a rumble in his stomach. Strangely enough, he needed to eat something. 

“Are you gonna finish this?” He pointed at a plate of leftovers, caring little that it had been there all night and grabbing a mouthful for himself. “You don’t happen to have somethin’ to smoke too right?”

provincetown. it’s been party central nonstop. this wasn’t necessarily ambrose’s scene. he participated in the activities, staying to himself mostly. he awoke in the early morning just before dawn and he stumbled up to the roof of cottage 3, his book tucked tightly under his arm. finally. some peace and quiet, he thought to himself.

ambrose open the door to the rooftop and in front of him was some leftover chaos from previous parties. empty bottles and cups were scattered along the ground. leftover plates and food were on side tables from the barbecue the previous night. he rolled his eyes and walked towards an empty chair free of debris. he let out a small sigh and breathed in the morning air around him. perfect. he was brought out of his euphoria by a small noise from behind him. he quickly jolted up from his chair. “uh… hello?” he said softly.

[radgabriel]

The game was set and come on, he was gonna be on the winning team. No way it would go otherwise. Christ if he loved these kinds of games. Now, Gabriel very much favored to do the chasing, but then again, he was too competitive to whine. So whatever. Besides, it was party time afterwards. Fuck yeah. 

Laying low though, wasn’t exactly his forte. Where was the fun in that? The fucking adrenaline rush of every near miss and daring escape. So far he had almost being caught twice, tailing a freshman of the other team, occasionally teasing the guy from afar. It would have been funnier if it was a chick actually, but then again you couldn’t always get what you wanted. C’est la vie. Besides, pretty much the whole town was game for them. How awesome was that?

A whisper! Instinctively, he turned to face the newcomer. Friend or foe? He glanced at the armband. Friend.Great. He nodded, giving him a playful smirk and gesturing the other boy with his finger to be quiet. Pointing toward the corner of the house and raising his eyebrow. we are not alone. The twenty one years old shrugged. ‘Get ready to dash.’ He mimicked with his lips without making any sound, as he weighed the yellow tennis ball in his fingers, one he had ‘borrowed’ not long before from a stack nearby. Playfully, he pretended to be a pitcher at a baseball game, making an exaggerated throw. It landed on the other side of a well tended shrub that marked the border of a property nearby. For a few long moments nothing really happened happened. Gabriel lowered his eyes. But then…  A  powerful bark almost made him jump on his feet, quickly followed by another then another and more... 

“Run…” He chuckled, dashing in the direction opposite from the dogs. Hopefully the confusion had drawn the attention of any would be chaser away from them. Yeah good luck man. 

When he felt like they were finally safe. Still short of breath. Gabriel finally turned to face Rory. “Fuck yeah.” He grinned. “Now it’s time we deliver.” He pointed at the flag in his hand. “Don’t you think?” A smirk on his lips.

               Rory wasn’t usually big on team games, but Fugitive was something he could get behind. All of the chaos and action with none of the hassle of forming alliances — the only thing he had to do to win was look out for number one. His strategy was a simple one — get as far as fuck away from the road without being spotted and find a basement. He’d packed his Switch, his headphones and well-thumbed copy of Frank O’Hara poems should the night get longer than anticipated, and he was well on his way to victory when the sudden blare of a moped’s headlights behind him sent him into a frenzy. “Shit, shit, motherfucking, shit-cake, ballbags, arsewipe—” was cursed as he stumbled into a run to pick up the pace, throwing himself in through a ginnel between two holiday homes, his hoodie snagging on the nail of a trellis and sending him sprawling. Heat vision, grazed knees — stones scattered about his feet as he ran without hesitance or direction — but the headlights were no longer on his tail. He could still hear the sound of the moped. Soon they’d park up and start looking. Fuck. Was this how Harrison Ford had felt in that film about… What was it called? Oh wait. The fucking Fugitive. “Oi.” Rory uttered, spotting a flashlight die behind a chain-link fence as he rounded a corner to what looked like private tennis courts. Fucking rich wankers.“Give us a hand would you?” It’s whispered, quiet enough so that they turn and he can see the colour of their armband. “I’ve got one of their flags.”

[radgabriel]

@radopens​ 

How late was it? Too  much, the party had died out and well, he was on his own. And that definitely sucked. So… Yeah. Whatever though, Gabriel didn’t want to end the night in a slump anyway, besides, the week was still young. Right? Now his feet had brought him far from his cabin and back to the beach again the weather was amazing, the stars, bright shiny jewels lit his way, the ocean ahead, going on forever and ever, the gentle rhythm of the waves lulled him into a sweet sense of calm.

His cigarette (yeah… perhaps it was a bit stronger than that), was long gone and unfortunately he didn’t have another.  Gabriel had been on his walk for a while, in drunken stupor, but still living the good high, just savoring the moment, shoes in hand, the waves caressing his legs. Christ, the water, it felt fucking awesome. What if? He left his trunks at the cabin. I’m a freaking idiot… And yet was it really a problem? No way. The ocean kept calling to him and who the hell was him to say no. Not a soul in sight and who cared anyway. 

He found a spot on the beach, one that he deemed safe, as far as he knew and stripped himself off the white attire he had worn at the party, he left everything there, a messed up bundle on the sand. For a few moments, he just let the oceanic breeze caress his bare flesh before a mad dash brought him to the water. “Whooo…..” 

Christ the water was a mazing, he swam against the weaves, enjoying the warmth that the ocean had collected during the day, letting the feeling sink in. How long did he stay? Definitely he couldn’t tell, but then again, did he care? Not at all.

Life was great again. At least until the  hangover tomorrow. When he felt it was finally time to go and get a couple of hours of sleep, he walked lazily on the sand toward his clothes. Just. They weren’t there? Fuck. Maybe he had forgotten where he left them? Or perhaps the current had dragged him away and he just hadn’t noticed. No way he recognized the lifeguard cabin a few feet away. Fuck… His cottage was the farthest away from the sea. Come on Gabriel, no need to panic yet. 

Steps on the sand. Fuck...

Peraps it was time to panic. At least a little.

[radgabriel]

Who is Gabriel?

Looks like GABRIEL LORUSSO is here for HIS** JUNIOR** year as a FILM student. HE is 21 years old & known to be PLAYFUL, ENERGETIC, IRRESPONSIBLE & TEMPERAMENTAL. They’re living in MORIS, so if you’re there, watch out for them.

Heya I’m Mik and here is Gabriel in short. I’ll expand this a bit in the upcoming days, but I wanted to get something running.

So who is Gabriel, well let’s see.

Mom is a mexican opera singer, Dad is an american theater actor

Family is well-off, but not rich

They have traveled a lot due to his parents’ jobs, in fact Gabriel three years in college has probably been the most time he had been in the same place since his early teens

He has four siblings, almost everyone somewhat interested in the arts.

He is the third and ‘middle child’

Loves the spotlight (had pretty much none at home)

Very playful and reckless 

Was the class clown in high school Still kinda is in college 

He is an unrepentant prankster

He is into film making, but mostly trashy stuff, primarily as a rejection of his parents more serious career choices

His family hates it of course, but at least he is working in sort of the same line of business? 

He has been lagging behind a bit during his Junior year (Too many distractions), his father had threatened to cut him off if he doesn’t get his head back on track

Loves the horror genre and want to become an horror movie director

The urban legends at the college intrigue him to no end

He can speak a bit of italian as they have been in Milan for a while when he was young due to his mother’s career

He is sort of athletic, but plays sports for fun rather than professionally

He is a dilettante actor and plays guitar

He likes taking 'slices of life' pictures, but he is not too obnoxious about it (at least he believes that)

[radgabriel]

oliverxwu 

Nodding his head, Oliver could see where the other was coming from. He would be pretty bummed if he couldn’t be in the dance club. Though he enjoyed playing sports for fun, he never really was one to join a team. He’d much rather stick to his games.

“What subject? If it’s math, I can help.” Oliver gave the other a smile. “Well it’s gotten better since this morning. I had to walk to school as my tire for my motorbike was flat.”

“English Literature man” H shook his head. “And Yeah I know…”  He lowered his eyes again. “The athlete that sucks at schoolwork, I got totally original problems.” He chuckled. “Whatever…”  

“Sorry to hear that man. If you need some help changing the tire or something let me know ok?” He continued. “I mean, I was about to bum you a ride, but I guess we can jog back home together or something after practice...” He smiled.

“I mean, besides you absolutely gotta let me give it a try one day. Just one short ride maybe?” Truth was, Luke was a bit jealous of Ollie’s motorbike, after all bikes were cool and there was pretty much zero chances that he was going to own one in any foreseeable future. Besides, he barely knew how to drive, having practiced a few times with his parents ride, a noble vehicle that was probably older than he was, but that still somehow  miraculously worked, so yeah there was that too.

[radgabriel]

Luke grinned, doing his best not to laugh at his friend’s worried expression. Yeah the plan has been to go out for a few hours and instead, there they were, in the middle of the night and both with a considerable amount of alcohol in their system. “Maybe I can help you climb up at your window or something?” He had tossed, but then again, perhaps it was not the safest, or smartest idea right? Himself, well, there was no way that his parents wouldn’t notice, as the trailer didn’t exactly have that many hiding places, but whatever, the senior Bensons didn’t really care as long as their son wasn’t getting himself too much into troubles.

“Or I dunno, you can always sleep at my place.” Yeah right? Well a blanket on the floor would have to do though, but well, they were boys anyway so…

“Woah.” Ah yeah… they were supposed to be sneaking. He lowered the tone of his voice to a whisper. “I mean… yeah… didn’t know that you knew how to do that.” He smiled and gave Matt a pat on the back as he watched him open the door with his credit card.

Matt glanced at his bedroom window again. There was no way he could climb that, it was on the second floor. He huffed in frustration, knowing they’d have to sneak in somehow. Turning to his friend next to him, he muttered, “Let’s go, this way!”

He pulled out his credit card that his parents had given him for “Emergencies only” and slid it into the doorframe of the front door. It clicked as he pushed it around and he grinned, opening the door slowly. Unfortunately, someone was still waiting up for him. He was in big trouble. Crap.

[radgabriel]

x-addison-xx

“I’m sure most people around would agree with you, that’s really the only thing to do for fun on the weekends, everything else seems so repetitive,” she pointed out with a roll of her eyes. ‘they usually end up being pretty fun though so can’t really complain about that.”

“I don’t know how you haven’t yet,” her crowd was one that never missed a party, so if there was something going on, they would definitely be there. drinking was one way to help ease her mind, she didn’t usually get too belligerent or anything but it was nice to feel the warm buzz from the alcohol.

“Jealous of what? being in a relationship?” how long would it even last this time? she and zeke were on and off so often that it was hard to keep track, “if you want to be in one i’m sure you could find some willing participants,” she told him. “i dont recommend going back to your ex though, that’s just drama.” definitely hypocritical advice on her part.

“have you heard that apparently they found some of their stuff? i wonder what’s going on..” the whole situation was rather strange, she hoped it would be sorted out soon.

“better hope you don’t end up on some kind of sex offender list, you’re lucky you didn’t get arrested. imagine having to explain that one,” she shook her head.

“I wouldn’t say i did anything crazy, played some beer bong, danced a little, drank a lot,” addy shrugged her shoulders, “just the usual.” looking over at him she shook her head. “no i didn’t uber on my own, zeke and i went to his place.”

“Yeah right? Can’t wait for the summer to finally be here, I mean, at least then we can all go for a swim or something.” He smiled. “You know? I got my lifeguard license this year, so yeah, finally I’m gonna have a summer job that doesn’t suck. All day at the beach baby.” He smirked. “Yourself? I mean, got anything planned for spring break or something?” 

“Well that’s something that definitely needs to be fixed.” He chuckled between breaths.

“Yep… I mean, sure I hope… I definitely don’t like being alone you know?” He frowned. “I mean I have my friends, sure… but…” Yeah it sucked, besides, the heartbreak was still too fresh in his mind anyway. “I guess you’re right.” He lowered his eyes, truth was he had hoped that things would work out again with Kel, but well, by now, the seventeen years old had figured out that he needed to move on, the did belong to different worlds after all.

“They did?” He raised one eyebrow. “Where? You know if they got anything out of it? Fuck I hope they are alright.”  Not that the fact that they had found their things actually gave him high hopes though, after all if they had left on their own will, why leave stuff that for sure could be useful once they were on their own.

“Definitely.” He nodded, a hint of fear dancing in his eyes, yeah that scenario would have definitely  turned something that so far has only been a mild discomfort into a life ruining situation. Although, well, the deputies probably remembered how it was to be teenagers too right? So yeah probably even if someone caught him that way the chance of actually getting on a list were kinda slim.

“Just the usual.” He echoed her. “Went to his place? Whohooo baby.” He teased.

[radgabriel]

kelsadaniels

it was a sweet offer for him to suggest that she could call him whenever she needed. not that she didn’t trust him or anything, but she knew just as well as she knew he would know that her calling him for anything would be so weird. it was going to be struggle as is for the two of them to just make some what of a friendship work. kelsey had a hard time enough to be nice to those she cared about. but she was going to try regardless. it wasn’t luke’s fault that kelsey was a bad girlfriend to him.

“really i appreciate it, but we both know how awkward that conversation would be.” the redhead said nudging him with a laugh. “i thank you though for trying to be there still or at least trying to make this friendship work. i just figured for the sake of the both of us it would be easy to try to be nice to each other.” she said softly. “i dont hate you, luke. i know i wasn’t good to you… and i am sorry for that.” she admitted.

then she laughed, “yeah well hopefully you wont be grounded too much longer. maybe they will feel bad about grounding you and give in.” she laughed once more. then her laugh stopped and she nodded, “yeah that whole thing is so scary. like what if it was one of us taken?” she said with a shiver.

“Yeah just a little bit awkward you’re right.” He grinned, giving her a playful smile. “And yeah, I guess we can both do our best right… Besides, we are struck in the same school for while anyway… I for once, don’t think I’ll leave until college.” Well, assuming that he could find a college that would take him, otherwise… much likely Paradise Hill would be his home for a very long time.

“And I…” He frowned, truth was, he didn’t know what to reply to that. “And I definitely don’t hate you either.” Well, he had actually, when the heartbreak was still very much fresh, but then again, he couldn’t bear himself to do so for long.

Luke laughed, albeit it was perhaps a laughter more subdued than his usual ones. “Yeah, but I mean they were kinda right… you should have seen in what shape I got back home.” He smiled. “They won’t stay mad for long anyway.” He added confidently, after all Luke was an only son and even if mom and dad couldn’t spoil him due to the perennial lack of money, his parents still were extremely permissive with the seventeen years old.

“Well, we don’t know if they have been taken… maybe they just ran away or something.” He mused. “But why? Besides, I mean there were four of them, it’s like, they can’t vanish in thin air, I mean someone must remember something.” He frowned, himself, though, he couldn’t and he was sure that plenty of students were in the same condition that night.

[radgabriel]

oliverxwu

Oliver looked at the other when all the papers fell on the floor. He did notice the grade on one of the papers, but Oliver reached down and helped the other guy pick up the papers. “Long day for you Benson?” He asked, handing over the paper with the ‘F’ upside down so no-one could else could see.

Luke frowned, giving Ollie an ashamed look, now it was not like he was an A student or anything, never been in fact, but then again… Yeah…

“To be honest, yeah it sucks.” He shook his head and rushed to hide the incriminating paper back into the folds of his book. “I mean, a few more like this and the coach has said that he won’t be able to keep me on the team.” Yeah perhaps wasn’t the worst consequence of his declining grades, especially for his ambition of eventually going to college, but of course the team was definitely the top priority for the seventeen years old.

“Whatever I can fix this.” He shrugged, assuming he could find time between training and taking odd jobs to help out mom and dad of course, but well… “How about you man? Better luck with your day.”

[radgabriel]

safficxo

she was glad that the alcohol had taken over her inhibitions , otherwise she would have done the smart thing and walked away a long time ago. “ look , can’t you give me another dare – to like , make out with a stranger or something? ” she asked , looking around and giving those who surrounded them a pleading look. but it was no use. “ fuck.. ” she whispered to herself , shaking her head before she began jumping up and down to gear herself up. her hands called into fists , before she took up a run and grabbed his hand as they both entered the freezing cold water with a splash.

Luke didn’t reply to her last minute objection, he just shook his head and grinned playfully. ‘Too late I’m sorry.’ He thought, but truth was, he wasn’t sorry, not to the slightest.

“Hey Manners.” He teased playfully, turning again toward her to grin at the girl before going back to face the ocean.

“One, Two, Three…” He dashed toward the sea, hand in hand with his reluctant companion. He did his best to suppress a swear when their feet entered the water, but then again, running made thing easier and besides, he didn’t want to look like a pussy in front of all the drunken students that were looking at their stunt. As soon as the water was deep enough, the young man used the running start they had collected to jump and then dove down into the water with another, drunken “Whohooo…” Shouted at the top of his lungs. When he re-emerged, he looked toward Saffie.

“See, it wasn’t so bad…” He smiled. And actually now that they were almost fully immersed, it really wasn’t that terrible, in fact, the young man felt like it was almost warm, compared to when he was exposed to the oceanic breeze. He swam, making a lazy circle around Saffie. “By the way you look great.” He tossed casually.

[radgabriel]

savvy-porter

“you and everyone else around here. that will be a nice break, some time off is much needed. do you have plans to go anywhere or anything?” she inquired glancing over at him. she looked back at the water and then over at him once again, “im sure it would be fine, it’s not like it’s crazy cold out and you’d end up with hypothermia. if youve got the urge you may as well go for it. it’ll probably be refreshing.”

“Yeah exactly right?” He smiled, yep, it was weird spending the winter dreaming about summer and then back again? Well maybe... “Not really.” He lowered his eyes, it would be cool to actually go somewhere, but that kinda required money so... yeah... There was always the chance of course that one of his rich 'bros would invite him somewhere, but well, whateve he kinda needed the extra few bucks he could make during the summer anyway. “I took my lifeguard license this year though, so I'm planning to be on a beach until we go back to school.” He smiled. Yeah it was a good plan, besides, girls digs lifeguards right?

“Yeah it's not too bad, been there done that at the night of the party.” Another smirk, well, how much alcohol did he had in his body at the time however, that day not so much, besides, yeah his parents won't be exactly happy if he came back home after a swim in the ocean, again.

“Anyway what are you doing here yourself? Did I interrupt anything maybe?”

[radgabriel]

xxxjasonxx

“Didn’t know that you wanted to get your ass kicked,” he said with a laugh as he turned his attention to the other, “But fine, let’s spar, no face or groin attacks,” he said as he tightened up his gloves. He ignored his question about if he was alright because the answer was he didn’t know.

“You sure man? My bet is that it's not gonna be my ass to get kicked.” Luke teased his friend, with a smirk and all the playful bravado of a seventeen years old boy. “Sure works for me.”

He nodded, grabbing a pair of gloves for himself from one of the lockers and spending a few seconds to warm up, not that he exactly needed it, as after all he had been training until not long before.

As soon as they got in place, the young man begun circling around Jason, trying to study his 'opponent', not that exactly much was at stake of course, but truth was, Luke was a sucker for competition anyway. “So I have been hearing that you got pretty busy at the party right?*” He tossed casually.  

[radgabriel]

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as she felt the cold night air on her skin , she shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself again. she really didn’t want to do this , but she also wanted her peers to know that she wasn’t an angel or a coward - that she had guts and well , was a normal teenager. if she was honest , their constant chanting was irritating the hell out of her and she wanted this all to be over. if she wasn’t wasted though , she would never even have the guts to get this far. she watched as he undressed himself , she brushed a hand through her hair that she regretted wanding now that it was going to get completely soaked. hearing the words ladies first , a smirk spread across her lips as she motioned a hand towards the water. “ go on then…. ” she joked , a laugh escaping her lips.

Luke kept shifting the balance on his feet, not because it was cold of course, not at all, he was just getting ready for his dive. Yeah definitely. And was he exhaling a small cloud of steam between breaths? Nah, must have been his imagination.

He was about to tease Saffy again when he saw her hesitation, but he could do nothing, but burst into laughter at her remark. “Fair looks like I did play myself.” He replied between chuckles.

“Together?” He suggested, offering her his hand as well as a coy smile. “What do you think? Shall we?” He chuckled, before turning to face her, his gaze sinking for a moment into her own, like to silently ask if she trusted him.

Meanwhile, the chorus of teasing restarted again, but Luke did his best to ignore them, focused as he was on her for the time being. 'Come on, Luke you can do this.' He thought, taking a deep breath, before rushing toward the water with a powerful. “Whohooo....” Hopefully, with Saffie now holding his hand.

[radgabriel]

“Hey man.” Luke smiled at his friend, he frowned for a moment. “Everything alright?” He tossed, stupid question though, himself, when he went that hard on the punching bag, well, things weren't Ok, quite the opposite in fact and he figured it would be the same for Jay. He lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful for a moment.

“Hey... wanna spar a bit?” He offered, yeah maybe that would distract his teammate and who knows, perhaps it can even help a bit.

jason was pissed at himself, he broke a promise to his best friend and hurt the other one. that’s why he was currently punching the shit out of a punching bag in the gym training area when he heard the door opened, “oh..hey,” he said before punching at the bag again.