<strong>NAME:</strong>Tommy Mulvaney<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>White T-shirt, Levis<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>, June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Somewhere around 10 pm.<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Front lawn of Caulton House, Interior of Caulton House, Pool area<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Resurrection/Resurgence<br/><br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Leanne,Roxanne,Marco,Oliver,Gretchen,Vincent Killigrew, only a brief reference to Gwynn, Naomi, and Aaron<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/colin-wayne.jpg)</div>The chime of his phone aroused Tommy from the stupor of his self inflicted pity party. The face of Roxanne Meyers illuminated the screen. Tommy read the text. "..fuck everyone's leaving ..I haven't even gotten out of the car.." he said to himself. "Mr. Caulton is like ..thee biggest football booster,  better pay my respects", he thought.<br/>Covering the vodka with his Varsity Jacket and grabbing his yearbook from the dashboard, Tommy exited his WRX.<br/><br/>Tommy hurried for the front door where he ran directly into Leanne Abernathy with a pizza box resting on her hip no less. Speaking of hips nobody poured themselves into a pair of<em><strong>tfj's</strong></em>like Leanne, Tommy thought. Tommy had been ogling her goodies ever since they started working part time together. Leanne had asked Tommy to keep that low-key and Tommy had no problem with that. Leanne had done so much for Tommy's sister this past year that Tommy would do anything for her and he had stepped in when one of her "clients" needed to be reacquainted with the "hands off merchandise " protocols. " Hey Leanne," he said as they both paused facing each other on the wet grass from the Caulton's irrigation system. " Siobhan does not stop jabbering about you and Gwynn and Naomi and and everything you guys do for her." Tommy said. As he headed for the front door and Leanne moved towards the garages where Roxanne had parked her Jeep.<br/><br/>Moving towards the Caulton entrance way Tommy caught sight of Gretchen Bullworth and Vinnie Kelligrew mackin it in the shrubbery off to the side of the walkway, with Gretchen's backside facing towards Tommy. It was then that he decided to make a point. Quietly approaching the couple lost in their mayweather Tommy forcefully pinched Gretchen's ass right where her lower cheek meshed with her denim shorts. Gretchen spun around ready to scratch eyes out and paused after recognizing her tormentor. " FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM MULVANEY?" Vinnie protested loudly. "Your my problem Kelligrew" Tommy replied, jamming the four fingers of his right hand into his teammates solar plexus. " I find out you had anything to do with the prank pulled on Jenna Smith and I will jump your fuckin' ass so hard Vinnie!" As Vincent Kelligrew stumbled backwards Tommy slapped Gretchen's behind,  gave her a wink and headed inside.<br/><br/>After making the obligatory small talk with Mr. and Mrs. Caulton he made his way out back where he spotted Oliver Timmons in deep conversation with Aaron Gilbert. Tommy had a deep, profound respect for Greenfield's resident genius. Oliver had saved his bacon on numerous occasions. Oliver had a way of defining the problems encountered in Calc I and II in a way Tommy could understand. Oliver told Tommy that to find the area under a swiggly, curvy line was nothing more then breaking that curvy, swervy area into smaller and smaller and smaller rectangles. After that Tommy could solve Integration. He did the same for derivatives, for redox equations in Chemistry too. Oliver counted in Tommy's Universe.  Tommy had no problem with Aaron. Aaron had covered for Tommy in Mr. Rangers organic chemistry lab when Tommy could not figure out how to titrate a solution. Oh yeah.. he also kept that asshole Benny Rothschild from iggin Tommy, that was worth something. Tommy knelt down next to where Oliver and Aaron were sitting. With no hesitation that he might be interrupting an ongoing conversation Tommy grabbed Oliver in a bear hug. "Dude.. saved my ass..  without you I don't graduate" Tommy laughed. He slapped Oliver in the back almost knocking the wind out of him as he stood up. He acknowledged Aaron's presence holding his hand out to him for a fist bump.  As Tommy walked backwards towards the crowd rocking and bobbing to the deafening sound system he pointed back towards Oliver " love you dude, bring the kia around to Carbonetti's and we will balance those tires for your Mom", he shouted as he disappeared into the mass of partying graduates.<br/><br/>Tommy caught up to Marco as he appeared to be exiting the Caulton's through the backyard. Dropping his yearbook he grabbed his fellow Co-captain in a tight double arm bar. It was like wrestling a bull. Tommy knew the hold would not last. Marco was just to fucking strong. Marco broke free and the two captains laughed. " Thanks for the heads up on Hank's party. How is that clutch on the Shelby? Still sticking? I can fix that." he teased his friend. "Roxanne told me by tm this party blows... and people are headed to Old Lady Margaery's, I guess i'll see you over there ", Tommy said to Marco as the two separated.  Picking up his yearbook and feeling renewed. Tommy fumbled for the keys to his Subie.<br/><br/>