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[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

"hello little boys, little girls..."


Tonight was the annual back to school party at the Ipswich cliffs, as long as you were under the age of twenty five. The party, as always, would be uncensored and unsupervised, surrounding a bonfire, stocked full of alcohol, blaring with music and conversations, and swarmed with horny teenagers who would not only be dancing, and grinding up against each other in all of their desperation, however, they would be hooking up and groping each other as if they'd never heard of anything having to do with the opposite sex's body, or reproduction.

Tonight was one of the most popular parties of the year, starting off calm, and ending with everyone scrambling to their cars to escape the police who would eventually drive down to break up the fun they would not yet be close to finishing.

Colbie had been preparing for this night for weeks, talking with others, handing out fliers, and planning, not to mention attending to herself as far as hair, nails, make up and outfits went. She'd chosen her favorite mini black skirt made of a corduroy material. She wore, on the upper part of her body, a hot pink tank top, layering a black one. She wore on her feet, black ballet flats, and on her wrist she wore a petite, white gold, pearl bracelet, a gift from her father on her sixteenth birthday. Her hair was worn down, pin straight, smooth and frizz free, smelling as if she'd just walked out of a salon with the appearance of one of the girls you'd see on a commercial for an expensive shampoo and conditioner.

It was amazing how amazingly stunning she could pull herself together to look. Tonight, Colbie was excited and after she'd grabbed her Dooney & Bourke purse, stuffing her cell phone in it, as well as a few selections of make up into it. Placing the strap over her shoulder, she grabbed her keys off of the ky hook and ran downstairs, shouting throughout the house to let her parents know that she was off to a friend's place. Small white lies had never truly killed any one.

Hopping into her black toyota yaris s-sedan, Colbie quickly drove to her destination only half an hour from her house, the Ipswich cliffs, and the place where she'd be spending the majority of the night, most likely ending up in Salem at Forrest's house, the both of them taking advantage of each other in ways that couldn't be pictured by any human mind. They'd end the evening with a cigarette, a bottle of wine,romantic gestures and nestling up next to each other, finally falling asleep in each other's arms while the sun peeked over the horizon, forming a multitude of colors throughout the rising morning's sky, sending a shiver up your spine as well as a warm fuzzy feeling throughout the emotions of your body as a warm glowing smile spread eagerly across your lips. The birds would sing their early morning songs while the crickets went to rest, and people would first be awakening, the majority of people under the age of twenty five with the worst hangovers you could imagine, some of them kicking themselves over how stupid they'd been, and others attempting to remember.

Half an hour later, she arrived at her destination, the sun setting over the quiet horizon, the quiet that would only last for so much longer.

Crickets began to chirp their night songs as birds nestled into their nests, chirping the last of their sunny songs. Adults crept into their homes as teenagers crept out. It was ironic how things worked, not only in Massachusettes, but throughout the world, It was always the same scenario, one door closing, while another opened.

Tonight, teenagers would not only be wearing smiles for the excuse to have a party, but for the celebration that it was Friday, the end of the week and the beginning of two and a half days of no school.

Colbie lifted herself out of her car, slightly smiling as she closed her eyes, picturing how well this night would turn out. It would be wild and out of control. Tonight would be the rave at the cliffs, and the topic of discussion for all of next week. First there would be the discussion of who had gone, and who had not. The next conversation would consist of rumors over who had done what with who. The last of the conversations would speak of the overall party and how well it had truly gone, as well as ideas and plans for next year's annual rave.

Colbie opened her eyes, watching as a few students from school, both acquaintances, as well as friends, stood around the starting bon fire, drink in their hands as they continued their general conversation over how unusually well the first week back to school had gone, and how well they thought tonight would be.

Colbie had arrived unusually early. The Brothers of Salem and The Sisters of Ipswich normally arrived late, together in four cars, Forrest with Colbie, Matteo with Bianca, Tristan with Ridley, and Shawn with Olivia. Due to conflicting schedules, however, they were forced to have to arrive separately at different times.

Colbie would try to make the best of this situation. A party, or rave, always brought them together. Colbie had no doubts in her pretty little mind that her soul mate would be joining her shortly.

Grabbing a beer, she popped it open, discreetly, with a bit of magic, taking a sip before looking around, letting herself drift closer to those who'd already arrived, standing at the base of the slowly growing bon fire.

"Hey, party peoples."

A sweet smile gave off a friendly vibe from the chipper and cheery brunette, tiny figured around her curves and decent sized around her chest, toned legs creeping out from under her skirt. Taking another sip of the beer she held in her hand, she took a seat on a nearby log, looking up and around at the people now surrounding her.

[Nicolette O'Kieffe]

_{Keeping up with the Jones's...}

The day had passed in almost the blink of an eye as all the teenagers scattered about Wenham, Ipswich, and Salem in preparation for the rave at Ipswich Cliffs. It was the first big party of the school year, renowned for the unadulterated fun that could only be guaranteed when no parental units were about.

The teenagers from the three cities would flock together to join in the festivities. A huge bonfire would cast an amber glow on the figures bustling about with beer cans in their hands, the night's conquest on their arm, or friends huddled in their groups sharing the latest bits of gossip that had trickled down the rumor mill. In those areas of the cliff where the warmth and light of the bonfire didn't reach would be no less busy. Couples would discreetly wander into the shadows, lust blazing in their eyes and pulsing through their blood. Hidden away, their animalistic impulses would take over and that would be that.

It was the sort of event you just couldn't miss, even if the stench of alcohol and sex was not your thing. Not going was like sleeping for a hundred years and waking up to find everything changed. Relationships would bloom and others would be blown to smithereens.

Nicolette had grown weary of hearing about the rave yet there was no way she would miss it. Walking home from school she had taken a detour to the local mall and found herself a flattering tank top and denim miniskirt. Simplistic and perfectly fitting for a little fun on the balmy autumnal night.

Within a few hours time, Nicolette had discarded her classic movies and Gothic novels for a night of teenage revelry. Escaping the watchful eyes of her mother and grandmother required evasive maneuvers that the CIA would envy but Nicolette had gotten out and that's all that mattered.

When she arrived, people had already settled on logs indulging in bottles of beer that fake IDs and the crowd of older party-goers could provide. Someone passed Nicolette a bottle, which felt foreign in her hands, as she walked towards the inflamed stack of wood. She held it between her fingers but never raised it to her lips. The stuff smelled like barf.

The sound of a familiar voice floated over the crackling of the bonfire and the laughter of a chosen few on the other side of the pit who had already had more than there share of booze. Nicolette shook her head and walked across the lawn with a smile.

"Hey you," she grinned, taking a seat next to Colbie on the log and grasping the beer bottle by its long neck, "Where's your better half?"

[Hayley Williams]

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"I know how to party as hard as hell"


So it was word of mouth, that there was an unbelievable popular party going on tonight. Whom more to here it than our beloved e Hayley Williams. Now Hayley had been quit satisfied in her day today and this most defiantly her rewarded for the great concert she had put on this afternoon. Her outfit today was nothing special- ok I lied it was totally special. Hayley had been planning this night ever since word of mouth had gotten to her. So the outfit had to be both completely stunning and completely Hayley all at the same time. So with the help of her cat and no help at all from her parents her outfit was completely flawless in Hayley's eyes.
Now the famous outfit Hayley was wearing was simply amazing:
Hayley's hair was left down, as always. But this time it was left down crimped only to hang mesmerizing to her collar bone. Matching Hayley's hair color, silver and orange makeup dominated Hayley's face. Along with that cute little added silver star upon her cheek done with silver eyeliner she has had for years and years now. Of course you have to have the perfect lingerie. Maybe Hayley went a bit overboard with this one folks. No one should come to a famous party in next to nothing, looking like your asking for sexy. But Hayley kind of was. The corset was a black Egyptian cotton fabric (In Hayley's words "No man could resist Egyptian cotton) This corset was toped of with lacing the color of love tied into two ribbons near Hayley's shoulder blades. The thong was the same style, including the lacing. For Hayley's social life, this was not the best thing to wear. It was true though, Hayley was far from sober when picking out this outfit. She was however; sober when she chose black platform boots to go along with it.
When Hayley arrived to the party, she thought she was a familiar face and she had though right. It was the girl she had text not to long ago in the sweethearts group. Hayley walked up to her and smiled. "Hello, I believe I text you, I'm Hayley Williams. Pleasure to meet you, what's your name again"? She bellowed loudly, but calmly as she looked the girl up and down.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x I see the lights are turning and I look outside x
o The stars are burning through this changing time o
x It could have been anything we want x


The chirping crickets became louder, attempting so hard to be heard over the crackling fire, and the teenagers, some completely drunk already, others only buzzed and still, others, who were still sober as anything.

Colbie looked around, more teenagers, as well as adults alike, filling up the area of land the Ipswich cliffs lay on, the last of the sun's singing light sinking in the dark horizon, a silvery mist floating above the air as grey clouds swam in the darkening sky above.

Being handed a bottle of beer by a fellow classmate of hers, Colbie's attention was quickly taken away from the boy who was know opening the bottle of beer from her by a familiar voice. Looking up, the figure quickly sitting down next to her brough a smile to her face.

"Hey girly!"

Nicolette O'Kieffe, a pure blooded witch from an Ireland clan. She was not a Sister of Ipswich, but all the same, she was loved by them, and she'd been invited into their tight circle of friends. She may not have known all of their secrets, but she'd gained their trust enough to know a good amount of their secrets.

"Hmm..Forrest is.."

Cut off by yet another familiar voice, Colbie cocked an eyebrow as she stared at the girl with yellow and orange hair now standing in front of them. Hayley Williams, the new kid to school, and also the lead singer to one of the most listened to bands in school, Paramore. She was a bit of an oddball, however, isn't everyone.

Colbie let out a small cough as she took the first gulp of the beer she'd been holding in her hands for a good five minutes before opening her mouth to make a comment about the outfit Hayley had chosen for tonight.

"Looking to make an impression on any certain boy tonight, hayles?"

Colbie grinned, trying to hold back laughter. Leave it to Hayley to make a flashy entrance and appearance. Colbie gave her credit, as slutty as Colbie may have been labeled around school, she'd never go as bold as Hayley, and she'd gained an odd sort of respect for the girl.

Before the conversation could continue, Colbie looked through the amber glows of the fire embers, and through the fire, a warm feeling spread throughout her now fast beating heart, a warm smile spreading quickly across her face before she rose from her log seat.

"there"

She finished her sentence, directed toward Nicolette, referring to Forrest as she'd noticed a car pull up to the cliffs, shiny and flashy as if it'd just been driven off of a car dealership lot. It was one of the best cars in town, and that only meant one thing, one of the Brothers of Salem had arrived upon the scene. Colbie had just happened to recognize it as a specific brother, and it caused a grin to form across her lips.

"Excuse me ladies, I've been stuck in a stuffy school all day, and I'm ready to let loose in any way possible."

With another gulp of her beer, she stepped over a log, leaving both Hayley and Nicolette to talk while she moved towards her soul mate to greet him in an appropriate way.

[Nicolette O'Kieffe]

The beer bottle sat idly in her hands, a perfectly good waste of alcohol. It would be more like an ornament for Nicolette throughout the evening. Perhaps she'd take a small sip only to remember that not only did the stuff smell disgusting, it also tasted just as bad. How Colbie could down one of those things was beyond her.

Nicolette had to admit she was a disgrace to her Irish heritage. An Irishman that couldn't hold her liquor but worst of all one that wouldn't even try. And you couldn't get much more Irish than Nicolette O'Kieffe unless you were actually born in Ireland yourself--- and even then it was difficult. She looked down at the bottle in her hand and grudgingly placed it at her feet to take root into the leaf strewn lawn.

Her friend, Colbie, one of the famous--- or infamous, depending on who you spoke to--- Sisters of Ipswich took a sip of her own beer nearly choking on the cool liquid when a girl with an orange and yellow dye job walked in front of them in nothing more than lingerie. Hayley Williams, one of the new girls in school. Member of some band that Nicolette had never listened to. And the girl that had left her a text message earlier this afternoon.

While Colbie seemed amused by the whole situation, a rosy color washed over Nicolette's face as she looked passed the scantily clad girl in front of her and focused her crystalline eyes on the hissing fire only a few yards away.

Fire could be hypnotic if you truly focused on it Nicolette would soon find out. Her eyes grew accustomed to the warm glow and seemed hypnotized by the dancing tongues of fire. Her skin felt feverish as the fire warmed the already muggy October afternoon. And the smoky scent of burning kindling filled the air. After a few moments. Nicolette snapped out of the trance only to see Colbie getting up to go spend the evening with the love of her life.

"Say hi to Forrest for me. I'll catch up with you later."

Colbie sashayed across the lawn towards the car that had just pulled up and disappeared through the smoke and haze leaving Nicolette in a rather strange situation. It wasn't often that you found yourself sitting in front of a woman crazy enough to wear only her underwear to a party.

"Yeah, you...left me a message earlier," Nicolette nodded, "It's Nicolette. Nicolette O'Kieffe."

She smiled slightly in an attempt to convince not only Hayley but herself that she was perfectly fine. For a moment Nicolette considered what to say while brushing her chestnut locks behind her ear, "So you're in a band, I hear?"

[Forrest Danvers]

'Smooth, stylish and sex-e...Baby can't you see...It's all about me'

By mid afternoon Forrest had finshed shining his 1971 Dodge Challenger. The rims gleamed and the body shined as it sat in the sun awaiting its grand entrance at the 'back to school' party that night. Considering the Brothers of Salem and the Sisters of Ipswich would be making their own way to the party, Forrest knew that he'd better turn up in style as not to let the side down. It was their job to roll in, causing heads to turn as all eyes focused on them, their main goals; to be smooth, stylish and definately sexy.

It wasn't known of Forrest Danvers to dress up, his usual attire was very low key, however not seeing his girlfriend in a long time sparked a change in Forrest. Pulling out a grey t-shirt from the pile of clothes that had gathered on his bed, he pulled it over his head and peered into the mirror. "Hmm.." he pondered, realising he was still a little down-dressed for the occasion. After more clothes swapping, Forrest settled for a navy blue shit with verticle grey stipes which he wore over the original grey t-shirt. Slipping into a pair of ripped jeans and his timberlands [well we couldn't ask for miricles in the clothing department], he grabbed his keys and headed for the Ipswich cliffs.

As the dodge rolled in at a slow pace, the exhaust let out a loud pop as the engine grumbled in a low tone causing heads to turn, giving Forrest the entrance he needed. The attention Forrest was recieving unnerved him, he wasn't one to step into the lime light, and on occasions like this he usually just trailed behind the Brothers.

Switching off the engine, Forrest ran a hand over his newly shaven head as he gained his composure, "No time like the present...let the games begin" he whispered to himself as he fixed his collar and stepped out the car.

The party was already in full swing, kids staggered around the joint as others danced merrily to the music around an open fire. The night was perfect for the party, stars glistened in the cloudless sky as a gently breeze passed through the humid air.

Forrest squinted as he attempted to see through the crowds of people for a familiar face. It was then that he noticed a small miricle walking gracefully through the masses of bodies, people stepping aside as she continued on her path directly into his arms.

Colbie Corey, the light of his life, his soulmate, appeared. Keeping his composure, Forrest dug his hands into his pockets as he tilted his head to the left slightly and gave a sideways smirk. "Glad to see me?" he purred before wrapping one arm around her lower back pulling her tiny frame against his body. With a raised eyebrow he looked down at the girl, his soulmate, in his arms, "'Cuz I'm kinda glad to see you" he whispered.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x have you ever loved some body so much x
o it makes you cry o
x have you ever needed some one so bad x
o you can't sleep at night o
x have you ever tried to find the words x
o but they don't come out right o


Colbie's eyes lit up when she'd finally found her way into the safety of Forrest strong arms. As safe as she felt on a regular basis alone, she'd always felt safer wrapped in the warmth of his loving, and gentle yet firm grasp.

"Yes, I very much missed you."

It had been at least a week since she'd been able to wrap her arms around him, place her lips gently, or roughly, against his own and stare into his gorgeous blue eyes. Time passed way too slowly when you missed some one and waited in anticipation, impatiently, to be close to them.

Colbie anxiously wrapped her arms around the boy she'd fallen in love with before she was able to even comprehend what love was. Placing her lips against his, she engaged in a soft kiss with him, which passion soon consumed, and after a moment of holding their breath to make up for lost time together, they paused to take a breather.

Colbie bit her bottom lip gently, yet playfully as she cocked an eyebrow, a grin spreading across her face, her arms still wrapped around his waste firmly as if she were never willing to let him go. A week had just been much too long of a time period for the young girl to be away from her soul mate.

"So I told the 'rents that I was spending the night at Ridley's tonight so I was thinking we could spend the night together..you know..to make up for lost time.."

And indiscreet, soft, yet playful wink was followed by a smirk and a gentle peck of a kiss upon his lips as she gazed into his eyes, yearning for another beer as more teens as well as young adults arrived on the scene.

"What do you think?"

Biting her bottom lip gently, yet again, she searched for an answer eagerly even if she already knew what the answer would be, and even if she didn't have a plan quite yet as to how they'd make up for fun in a cute, kinky and playful way yet, she'd figure it out. She was full of surprises and ideas, the most creative out of all of her friends. It was no wonder their relationship had stayed alive and young for so long, even if they were meant to be together.

Colbie had never been one to live a dull moment throughout her life, and she hadn't planned to do so any time soon.

[Hayley Williams]

"For a pessimist i'm pretty optimistic"
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"It's Nicolette. Nicolette O'Kieffe."

"Looking to make an impression on any certain boy tonight, hayles?"

"Ya Colbie, I am. There must be a male in this world that won't date me for the title ' I’m dating a rock star' I swear. Fancy seeing you here. Though I did have the greatest clue, you were going to arrive here."

Hayley wasn't as hyper as the other night at the club, but still she was hyper, but wasn't she always?

"Nice to meet you Nicolette. Very nice name indeed"
Hayley smiled, and held out here rather pale hand {for she had not went to the beach in weeks, and was not about to pay money for a sunburn. There’s no way, there’s no how.

"Are you Irish"?

The question could have been rather rude, if you had taken it the wrong way, but Hayley gave the weakest grin. The question had ran through her mind for a few minutes, before coughing up the courage to ask that question. Hayley was indeed an oddball, but it didn't take much thought to figure that out. Simply because of her wacky, but unique hair, unique indeed.

Hayley was a bit chilly, and now a tad embarrassed to know this party wasn't full of sluts, as she had proposed to herself when she was picking out her outfit for this wonderful hour. She was getting allot of eyes upon her, and not just from boys. Possibly a few giggles here and there, but she did have a tendency to dress like a slut at times, and this was one of those times. Tonight was one of those nights.

Hayley's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she had overheard a male whom seemed to be younger than she. He had referred 'the girl with the weird hair' cute. That had always been an issue for herself. She had always wanted to be referred as 'cute' not sexy. It was stupid to get worked up as such a thing, but it was in fact Hayley for a pessimist she's pretty optimistic.

"So you're in a band, I hear?"

"Oh my, yes I am. It's called Paramore. Many people have heard of it, yet many people have not".!

[Nicolette O'Kieffe]

Her pale blue eyes fixated on the distant silhouettes of two figures with their warms entwined. Nicolette didn't have to guess who the lovely couple was on the other side of the, Forrest and Colbie. As much as people mused about how teenagers didn't know what love was, Nicolette could rightfully defend her friend and her soul mate. You had to be blind to miss the glowing smile on Colbie's face or the bright twinkle in Forrest's eye just at the mention of the other one's name. Even through the smoke and haze of the October evening, the figures seemed to merge into one right before Nicolette's eyes.

The couple were meant to be together and Nicolette truly believed that one day the smile on Colbie's face would accompany a diamond ring on her finger. They were destined to be together.

Was it Nicolette's romanticism that had gotten the better of her again? Probably, but she was not going to change her mind about the couple across the lawn. The sort of love she longed for, that connection, did exist. It might be difficult to find but not in the least bit impossible if you left your mind and heart open.

Nicolette turned her attention back to the girl in her lingerie with an arched eyebrow and a weak smile on her lips. Was she Irish? With the last name O'Kieffe being Irish was undeniable. It was a very strange question to pose to anyone; but then again it was coming from Hayley, the girl who decided to indecently expose herself to the masses of students who would be coming to the cliffs.

"Erin go bragh," she laughed, running her tapered fingers through her Chestnut brown tresses as she repeated the Gaelic phrase in her head. Ireland forever--- and never forget it.

Still a bit curious as to why someone would as you what country you were from at a party, Nicolette reclined back on the log and let Hayley answer her question about the band. She was one of the many who had never heard of the band, Paramore. Looking down at the leaf strewn grass, Nicolette mulled it over in little head.

Why on earth would you name a band paramour?

All that came to mind when she heard the word, although the name was spelled differently, was an actual paramour--- an illicit lover. The name itself just sounded so scandalous that Nicolette couldn't help but blush. There were millions of words in the world and Hayley's group had chosen the one of ill-repute. Did they know what it meant?

"Right. I've heard the name before."

She shrugged weakly, tapping the untouched beer bottle at the end of the log with the tip of her shoe. Maybe the name rang a bell but none of the songs did. It was just another shred of proof that Nicolette O'Kieffe lived in her own little world.

[Forrest Danvers]

'No time like the present'

Music bellowed out from various speakers, echoing off the face of the cliffs and through the valley. It was no wonder that the rave held at the Ipswich Cliffs got raided by police every year, the kids who attended were hardly discreet about it. As a mass of underage youths got together you would have thought that they'd want to hide the fact that they were drinking, however the alcohol and new-school-year buzz only made them louder and more obnoxious.

Forrest interlocked his fingers and looked down at the beauty that stood in his arms. He loved the way she gave him those playful winks and little smirks, it made her all too irresistable. Forrest would have said yes to Colbie and her gesture without the winks and smirks, but they just added to her perfection in his eyes.

"Hmm..." he pretended to ponder, as if he was actually considering what his answer might be. "...so lemme see. You. Me. My place...and no interruptions?" He paused to look down at her as those seductive brown eyes she posessed stared straight back up at him. "I think we should start making up for lost time from now" he said with a wink, before his lips slowly caressed hers in a passionate embrace.

Although there was nothing more in the world he would rather do than stand there and kiss Colbie all night, there was rave going on around him. Forrest knew he'd have to interact, at least for a while until his fellow brothers and sisters made an appearance.

Finally removing his lips, Forrest unlocked his fingers and ran a hand over his head, "So where's Livy tonight? Aaaand Ridley for that matter" he inquired, surprized that the two party girls, Olivia and Ridley, weren't already there. Before Colbie had a chance to answer, Forrest grabbed her hand and turned toward the crowds of teenages who had gathered. "I need a beer, and I think you do to" he stated before draging his soulmate into the den of drunken kids.

Immediately Forrest was greeted with stares and smiles, 'hellos' and winks. One thing was clear, he was definately going to need more than one beer if he was going to survive the night.

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

x get this party started on a saturday night x
o everybody's waiting for me to arrive o


Willingly dangling from his arm as if she were a dazzling, and hard earned trophy ornament, Colbie followed Forrest's lead out into the sea of horny, drunk, and wallflower teenagers, and young adults. The crowd grew larger with ever second that passed with headlights blinding the scene, while kids already half drunk honked their horns with a beer in their hand, blasting their music from car stereos on top of the blasting music already playing through the huge speakers that had been set up.

Grinning while scrunching up her nose in an adorable, yet childish way for only a moment, she agreed with her love that she was in desperate need of another beer. They wouldn't get completely drunk, however, they never did when she was planning on spending the night at his house. They always needed to have some sort of memory about how wild and passionate they'd get with each other.

He had his methods of going about things in an amusing way, such as actually thinking about letting her spend the night, in what he had phrased as an unsupervised, uninterrupted night of adult fun.

Biting her lip gently, she looked up at him before the crowds of people had decided to swarm them with greetings, hugs and high fives.

"Well...
When you say it like that..how can I let you give me an answer like no?"

Her eyes sparkled as a wide smile spread across her face from one ear to the other, and then, there were crowds like a swarm of beez, buzzing around them with gossip, and greetings, not to mention beers. She wasn't sure who had handed her one, but it was appreciated nonetheless.

"Livy should be coming..I came with her. I picked her up at the black widow. She's floating around somewhere."

Colbie let her eyes scan over the area in search for Olivia, however, it was like searching for a needle in a haystack. There'd be no way she'd be able to find her unless magic was involved, and in front of all these people, it was risky to let herself be revealed when there was a good chance there were hunters about, not only looking for a good time, however, ready and willing to catch a careless witch who gave herself away. It was now that Colbie feared Haley would slip up and reveal herself, landing herself in danger and trouble.

Regardless of how she felt towards Haley, however, Colbie turned her attention back to the tall boy standing beside her, handsome as ever. The boy who'd stolen her heart before she knew she had one.

"Ridley's probably with Tristan having a before the rave private ex party..you know..to warm up for the after sex party."

Colbie winked playfully towards Tristan, taking a gulp of the beer she'd been handed after twisting the cap off without the tiniest bit of a problem.

[Forrest Danvers]

'who needs the meal when i have dessert'

The beer in Forrest's hand never had a chance of going warm, once the cap had been popped Forrest downed it back like his life depended on it. The cold substance trickled down his throat giving him an instant confidence boost, as well as the yerning for more beer. As Forrest swallowed his last drop his eyes opened only to see Colbie's cute face just beyond the end of the bottle, staring back up at him. The adorable frown that fell across her face made Forrest grin, he could only imagine the thoughts running through her head wondering why he seemed so edgy. Forrest shrugged casually and cocked his eyebrow, "What!? I was thirsty"

A playful arm managed to find its way around Colbies shoulders as she snuggled in close to his body. They fit together like pieces of a puzzle, she was the ying to his yang.

Ever since Forrest's parents had died, he had never felt truely alone. A girl, who later turned out to be Colbie, would visit him in his dreams. She'd ease his pain and calm his nerves, letting him know that he wasn't alone. For years Forrest prayed for someone like her to enter his life, but there would never be someone that truely loved him the way she did. Then on that fateful night when the Brothers of Salem united with the Sisters of Ipswich nothing was ever to be the same. Colbie had entered his life; a life that he now wanted to live because she was in it.

The couple slowly grazed around the crowds of people, conversing with those they knew and mingling with those they didn't. All the while Forrest couldn't keep his eyes of Colbie. She glowed, the way her face shone as she giggled at unfunny jokes only to make the teller feel better. The way she embraced friends with meaningful hugs to make them feel loved and wanted. Everything about her drew Forrest in, he didn't think it was possible to love someone so much.

As they said goodbye to a few friends and attemped to move onto the next group of aquaintences, Forrest tightened his grip around Colbie's shoulders. Gently he eased her away from the crowds towards the forests that surrounded them. Alone with only the darkness of the wilderness around them Forrest pressed Colbie against the large trunk of an ancient oak tree. His lips pressed down against hers in a deep and passionate kiss, as his tongue caressed hers in a rough, yet playful way.

"God I've missed you so much." Grudgingly Forrest pulled away from the kiss, his head remained in the same position as his eyes slowly glanced up at hers, "So how about we skip the main meal and head straight for dessest at my place?"

[Colbie Ophelia Corey]

wanna torch the world
cause I'm breathin fire
my world, my love, my gun


Sipping at her own beer, the crowds became invisible when she noticed Forrest chugging down the beer in his hand as if he'd never seen one before, and while cocking an eyebrow, she gazed at him with concern before he reassured her that he was simply thirsty.

Grinning with a still raised eyebrow, Colbie continued to mingle with some of the many people that had surrounded both herself, as well as Forrest, being pulled closer to Forrest by his strong and comforting arm. She snuggled herself into his body, wrapping one arm around her waist, as the other lifted the bottle of beer she still held up to her lips.

She'd remembered the dreams she had when she was little, she was just a little girl dreaming about saving a little boy, and when she'd wake up, her mission was to find him, however, she'd never been able to find him, and in the crowds of people that surrounded her tonight, telling their corny jokes that she'd laugh at just to be considerate and kind, the only person that mattered was the boy she'd been destined to save, and she'd fallen in love before she'd even physically met him. It was a supernatural love that could not be found by the average person. She didn't understand it, however, she never questioned it. She was grateful that detiny and fate had teamed up together before both she and Forrest were born, and matched them together.

Moving from one crowd to the other, she felt a tightened grip on her shoulders, looking up only to confirm it was Forrest, giving off a more dazzling smile than before, a wider grin.

After finishing her beer, she followed her destiny into the forrest, a place similar to where all their magic ahad started, and not long after they had entered the woodsy area, ahd they found the darkest part where Colbie was pushed up against a large tree trunk, her heart racing as her lovers lips were pressed up against her own, his tongue caressing hers, and before she'd had the chance to react, he'd pulled away.

"God I've missed you so much."

Even in the dark, Colbie could see his glistening, gorgeous ocean blue eyes, the ones she'd taken so many dangerous adventures on.

"So how about we skip the main meal and head straight for dessest at my place?"

Her eyes narrowed as she bit her lip gently, unsure over whether he could see her facial expressions in such a dark part of the forest. Grabbing his shirt, she pulled him back into her, pressing her lips roughly against his, sliding her tongue past his lips before massaging her tongue against his.

After a few minutes, she purred softly, a grinning smirk planted across her face as she once again pulled him close to her, raising her lips to his ear, and caressing it with her warm and gentle breath, her whispered words.

"Dessert sounds yummy and exciting"

Hovering her lips over his, she gave off a seductive sex appeal before brushing past him in a more than teasing torture.

"I've missed you too, babe. We have a lot of catching up to do"

With moonlight now surrounding her, she turned back around to give him a playful wink before walking out into the crowd of horny teens, as well as drunk ones. Before long, she was once again surrounded by people in whom she stated her farewells to, before turning to walk towards the car that would take her to heaven tonight.

Sitting on the hood of his car, Colbie searched the crowd for Forrest, who she'd left behind teasingly with a raised eyebrow.