<br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Tommy Mulvaney<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>White T shirt, Levis<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Late Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>In the area of the bonfire, moving towards the Barn.<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Happy to finally meet up with his friends.<br/><br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Aaron, Oliver, Damian, Marco, Megan / Open<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/colin-wayne.jpg)</div>Tommy had just finished helping Conrad Henderson tap some kegs of beer in the field between the barn and the bonfire. He had just sent a text to Damian and Marco asking them to let him know where they planned to blaze. He and the girls were circling the bonfire heading towards the barn when Tommy noticed that there were an exceptional number of revelers here tonight, even for a Henderson bash. He took note that there were even some Glenn's Hill's football players sprinkled about the boisterous crowds that were gathered in groups of various sizes. Fireworks of assorted amplitudes were crackling in the dark woods beyond the Henderson property.<br/><br/>As they walked towards the barn Chelsea grabbed Tommy by the arm. "Your going to find Damian right?" Chelsea said. "And Marco hopefully" Tommy replied. "I think I am going to hang back and catch up on old times with Conrad" Chelsea said. "What's wrong Chels" 'Punk asked, knowing her BFF all to well. Chelsea paused and then spoke directly to Tommy. "You know Gwynn and I were cheerleader's together." Tommy nodded his head in agreement. "So one night I was spotting for Gwynn and I messed up the catch. Gwynn jumped right up she wasn't seriously hurt, but it was embarrassing." Chelsea said. "After the competition I apologized to Gwynn, and Gwynn being the sweetheart that she is readily accepted my apology." Chelsea said. "There were a lot of jealousies amongst some of the girls that year. Not saying anything that had to do with Gwynn. But I am thinking maybe she doesn't need to see me as she celebrates her graduation with her close friends." Chelsea said.  "So we'll text you where we end up?" Tommy said. "Yeah" Chelsea replied.<br/><br/>Tommy and 'Punk' once again started for the Barn. "Hey there's the guy in the video you showed me." 'Punk' said. Tommy looked up to see Aaron Gilbert and Oliver Timmons leaning over either a tablet or a phone. Their faces illuminated against the dark night by the screen.  "I like the goat / soul patch thing he's working." 'Punk' said. " You should tell him that Punk he would probably like to hear it from you." Tommy said. "  And the guy with him has hella good hair. " 'Punk' said. " That guy is probably the smartest dude to graduate Greenfield's HS period." Tommy said. Tommy started to jog to his two classmates. "Punk wait her I'll be right back."<br/><br/>Tommy gently grabbed Aaron's shoulder. "It took lot of guts to stand up to Hudgin's like you did, especially after what happened to you last time." Tommy said in a serious tone. "Kinda of a pussy move running away" Tommy laughed. Making it clear to Aaron that he was only joking and teasing him. "I am going to smoke a joint with Damian and Marco,  you and Oliver are welcome to join us. Oliver has my  7 digits. Oliver hit me up if your interested." Tommy said to his brainy bud.  As he jogged back to his dancer friend he turned back to Aaron, " there are a lot of Glenn's Hill's tools around here, you guys get knee dip, hit me up I'll cover your six." Tommy shouted as he disappeared into the darkness heading towards Damian and Marco.<br/><br/>Approaching the barn her face buried in her phone, 'Punk' said to Tommy. "Do you think Megan is in there?" " Im pretty sure she is." Tommy answered. "I follow her on Facebook, I think she is really pretty and has a great fashion sense." 'Punk' said. " I guess you have to be to be a model right?" Tommy said. "I think she's pretty too." Tommy added.<br/><br/>'Where the hell are Roxanne and Leanne' Tommy thought as they reached the doors of the Barn.<br/><br/>