<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Finally, it was Friday. The greatest day of the week, especially if you were a college student. While there were still assignments that you had to get done over the weekend, that could all wait until Sunday evening. Yezi's brown eyes slowly watched as the hands of the clock slowly ticked by. Only one more minute left of Economics and she would be free to go onto her weekend. Normally, she wouldn't be so anxious to get out of class, but tonight, there was a big party the football team was hosting. Now, she didn't think she was that great, but she would definitely be considered popular. She knew a lot of people and many people also knew of her. So she wasn't too surprised when she was personally invited by one of the players. Once the professor concluded his lesson, she immediately stood up and quickly left the classroom.<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Yezi</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">!" A familiar voice called, causing the girl to stop and turn around. It was a girl that she spoke to a few times. To call her a friend wasn't really appropriate, but she was a good acquaintance. She had an older brother on the football team, so despite being a freshman, she was invited to a lot of parties.<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">Hey, Jewl. What's up</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">?" Yezi allowed the girl to catch up to her before she started to walk again.<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Are you going tonight? Ryan told me that Dominique invited you, but I didn't hear anything else</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">."<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">Yeah, I'm going. I actually have to go pick up a few things for the guys before I get ready for the party</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">."<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">That's right. You have a Costco membership. I hope those fools pay you back</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">."<br/>
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"They don't really need to. I'm glad I can help."<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">You're way too nice, Yezi. Don't worry, I'll give them hell if they don't pay up</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">." Jewl glanced away for a moment, "</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">I have to go. See you later</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">?"<br/>
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Yezi just nodded before waving and continuing on down the path. The year and a half that she was at the University she tried to keep a very specific image. If anyone asked about her, most people would say that she was a pretty likeable person, but no one knew anything about her family, or how she actually was for that matter. Getting close to people was a dangerous thing nowadays, and to be quite honest, she didn't trust anyone. Not anymore.<br/>
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Soon, she was in her car and off to the store. If she was fast enough, there would be enough time to come back and get dressed. While she didn't dress up too much, she liked to make sure she looked good. The store wasn't too crowded and within a couple of minutes, she had cases of beer, soda, and snacks in her cart. While she was in line, she pulled out her cell phone.<br/>
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</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">Hey Dom. Are you still going to pick up this crap from my room?</span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Sent at 5:40pm<br/>
</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Whoa Yezi. R u inviting me to ur place later?</span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Recieved at 5:45pm<br/>
</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">You wish. Seriously, I can't carry all this stuff. So bring some guys and pick it up before the party starts.</span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Sent at 5:49pm<br/>
</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Yea yea. See ya later</span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Recieved at 5:52pm<br/>
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Roughly, it took around twenty minutes for her to pay for everything and get back to her car, her backseats completely filled now. Flipping on the radio, she jammed to some music as she got stuck in some rush hour traffic. Everything was fine up until the music cut off for a special announcement. She furrowed her eye brows as she listened closely. There were six wanted villians out and about that were particularly dangerous, or so they said. Anyway who discovered a touched person was immediately afrias for their life. No matter how much the person told them that they wouldn't hurt anyone, or if they were family members or close friends. 'Let us help you.' Normal people would say before calling the feds. It was situations like that which cause Yezi to vow to never use her abilities again. Even if she was by herself, she refused to circum to the temptation of using her powers for convience. It just wasn't worth it. The girl got so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realized that she already arrived back to the dorms. Leaving the things in her car, she got out and went to her room to get ready.<br/>
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Over the last two hours, there were a couple of girls in and out of her room, all getting ready for the party. They played music, talked, danced, and eventually they were all ready to go. There was still about an thirty minutes before the party and that was when Dominique finally texted Yezi that they were ready to pick up the stuff. Leaving the girls, she grabbed her things and headed out to her car where the guys were waiting. She pulled them caryy the stuff to their large dorm house and even nicely placed the food and drinks in the kitchen. She knew she couldn't leave this in the hands of some boys that weren't known for their decorative skills. As the minutes passed, the place grew more crowded. The music was loud enough to shake the walls and people were going crazy over the gaming systems which she didn't even know they had. The last time she was here, there wasnt that much technology set up. Yezi finally made it to the kitchen herself, in between talking to a lot of people and guys attempting to flirt with her. There weren't that many people in the room, but there was one guy she thought stood out. He looked as if he didn't quite belong at the party, but not because he wasn't handsome or anything. He was too skinny to be a player and she didn't recognize him as one. In fact, he looked like an average guy that leaned more to the nerdy side of things. How did he get in here? Well, if he was here, then he definitely had some connections. <br/>
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Yezi reached past him, pouring herself a cup of straight up rum. "</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">Did you come to a party as a loner</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">?" She asked him, though she didn't look up at him right away. She was busy filling her plate with snacks. She always had a weakness for people who were by themselves. Even if she didn't want to be friends with the person, she would still go an talk to them, just so that they didn't feel uncomfortable. It was an awful feeling being an outsider. She knew that in a way most people didn't. Finally, she looked up at him and gave him a small smile. "</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">I'm Yezi</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">."</span>