<strong>NAME:</strong>Chloe  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236818#msg13236818)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black hoodie, black jeans, black and white snickers<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday | June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Old Lady Margaery's House<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Confessions<br/><strong> TAGGING:</strong>Sarah<br/><strong> MENTIONING:</strong>Phillip, Zoe, Naomi, Benny, Jenna, Marco, Jonas<br/><strong> MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Never let you down  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anbF8iIYOcQ)<br/><br/>She grabbed the bottle of Vodka right from Sarah’s long, pale fingers and took a good mouthful. Chloe wasn’t much for alcohol, but she needed some incentive for the night if she wanted to keep her cool. Which wasn’t a problem until recently, in fact.  Sarah’s first comment instantly made her think of Benny. He had the undeniable skill of making himself hated at first contact, even by those who knew him more than a bit. Sometimes Chloe wondered if she put up with him just because of Phillip, but then Benny also had his merits. For one, he was damn honest. And he didn’t choose sides, he treated everyone equally, which was like shit, apart from the few friends he actually respected. Or at least showed some self-control when around them once in a while. Aaron and Phil were the only ones that could put a muzzle on him, but even they got more than a bite from time to time.<br/><br/>“Than we got… I think they’re called Cum Lips….  Something like that.”<br/><br/>Chloe practically showered Sarah’s shoes with the second mouthful of vodka she was forcing to gulp down, bursting into laughter.<br/><br/>“They’re called Pearl Lipstick, but your title fits better. Naomi might be into that…I don’t know…” she said in a lowered voice, unusually embarrassed on behalf of the girl she actually knew and haven’t ever thought of her in that light before. This wasn’t the first time Chloe was listening to her music, but she always assumed the band made up those lyrics, rather than Naomi herself. Shocking language to get the edgy teens interested in the music, stuff like that. Not that it was needed, the rhythm was so good that Chloe thought the lyrics were actually harming it. She listened to Naomi giving the performance all of herself, sprawled on the bottom of the pool.<br/><br/>Her thoughts quickly dispersed at Sarah’s question and the girl blinked a few times slowly, deciding what to answer. It wasn’t as if she had to make up an answer on the spot, she trusted the goth with most of her thoughts anyway, but this time it was hard even for her to understand what was happening.<br/><br/>“I wish. A ghost would be one wicked excuse for my state right now. Lately, I’m always having one of those days, apparently.” She gave a forced chuckle. “It’s just that…you know…this may sound totally lame and pitiful, even to myself.”  She took another chug before realizing that she’s been hogging the bottle all along and instantly gave it back to her friend.   “But high school ended and I feel like I’ve accomplished nothing. No outstanding grades, no boyfriend...<em>still a virgin</em>,” she mentally added, “and I was certain I’ll make a name for myself with the paintings, just enough for a full scholarship at least. I don’t want to flip burgers all the way through art school, know what I mean?”  Damn, the Vodka was making her talkative, she discovered.  Thank God it was just her and Sarah.  She would’ve probably loathed the silence between them if Sarah didn’t know what to say, but also any kind of comforting word would just probably make her problems sound even more pathetic.  Just then Jenna passed by the two, looking like she was about to cry or hit someone, Chloe wasn’t entirely sure, before heading towards the trees standing close to where Naomi’s band was playing.  ‘There is always someone having it worse than you’, Chloe suddenly remembered her mother’s words. Too bad they never gave any comfort, just showed what a pitiful world they were born into.<br/><br/>Chloe felt bad for Jenna.  After the whole video incident the girl was excluded from all the groups, more or less. The popular kids definitely showed her ‘place’, except that the others weren’t so glad to hang out with her as before, as if she was cursed by the ‘normies’ and that would pass on or something. She hated that kind of thinking. It was worse enough that Jenna had to go through all of that embarrassment, but being left out of high-school life like this…at least Chloe sought the loneliness and the exclusion, it wasn’t something against her will. And Chloe had friends she could trust.<br/><br/>“I don’t want to sound like the good Samaritan, but think we can talk to her a bit?” she told Sarah.  “No one deserves  a shitty night on their graduation.”<br/><br/>Then things got really interesting. Marco and a couple other ‘populars’ arrived and they had no trouble fitting in whatsoever. Things would stand a lot different if it was the other way around. Chloe missed Marco and Naomi’s steamy ‘duet’ as she fixed her gaze on Phillip once more, who was talking to Jonas and getting a little too close to Zoe for her taste. Benny came around too, but there was no Aaron in sight. She instantly regretted her last words, feeling the need to head over there and distract Phil.<br/><br/><em>“Not tonight, Chloe. You’re not some damn pupper, things are different now.”</em>She had no idea what she was saying, the Vodka already messing up with her head.<br/>