You do not need water%01 to feel as if you are drowning

You do not need water, to feel as if you are drowning
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Posted on October 15, 2013 at 11:24:31 AM by Chandler

The liquid ice cold beverage cooled her lips. It took a bit of swishing before she finally gulped it down. The red plastic cup waited patiently to be refilled, but for some odd reason Chandler was already searching up a way to escape. She wasn't interested in fighting for a dance, she wasn't familiar with really anyone in this stone fortress, and to be quite honest... Why would she be? They were no different from the girls back at home at high school parties. There he was, the hottest football star of them all being swooned over as he sat on the couch, his legs spread and his arms lining the back rest of the lazy boy. How they each stood across from him, all in their tube tops and tight mini jean skirts, giggling whenever he glanced there way. Chandler was always the girl sitting on top of the counter, taking endless amounts of shots and becoming a little too rowdy for comfort. She was never the star, the one who caught attention in the right form, or the girl who just had to bat her eyelashes. Unlike half the over dressed females here who were practically kissing the princes feet in desperate attempt to gain some sort of recognition.

Entertaining, wasn't it?

And the best part was watching her monkey crouch under tables and peer at those surrounding him in admiration. He was in heaven at social events. Chandler was anti social, and he was quite the opposite. Being given the opportunity to wander a castle filled with bubbling young folk was Kevin's cup of tea. Well, she would let her monkey have its fun only for awhile. At least until people started coming back for refills and she would have to move, pushing her out the door.

Chandler lowered her glass, pouring another drink while amusing herself with thoughts of high school memoirs. Her history was brought to a halt at the sound of a female voice speaking. She lifted her head, auburn hair swooping from her heavily blue eyes as she stared at the ambitious blonde before her. Breathtaking, in a cliche blonde kind of way. Chandler set her cup on the table, and nodded her head in agreement, "it is a shame that there is no one here worth dancing with. That, and the fact the lineup for anyone somewhat worthy is obscene."

On one side of Chandler, was her lowly side. She dressed in manners most classy females wouldn't dare try to sport. She did her makeup in ways that even brothels didn't have time for. And her hair was always back combed and done up to the nines, whether in bed or before a prince of her land. However, on her other side laid a personality more contrasting then that of hers and Kevin's relationship. She was brilliant. Her language was royal, of high standards. And her knowledge was obscure. If she would show this side of her more often, perhaps others would learn to respect her more. Perhaps even Kevin would see the brighter side of Chandler, if only she would prove there was something more to her than curves and a tan.

She fidgeted with her long black sleeves before adding in a more inquisitive tone, "and let me guess. You are the one who will be running the floor tonight?"

CHANDLER
You don't need water to feel as if you're drowning.. Do you?

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where there is desire there is gonna be a flame - By c i a r a October 18, 2013 at 06:57:54 AM

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