<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/829c9e1d120be8b04d1a009cbe6ee7f5_zpswkfm55yx.jpg?t=1496069439)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Gwynn Cameron (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236812#msg13236812)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Pink Sundress (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=222581713)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, June 9th - Graduation Day!!<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Caulton Residence - Backyard Pool<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Snark!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Aaron, Marco, Roxy, Open  (Where my girls at?)<br/><hr/>First party of the night... and it was fully chaperoned.  Ehh, well, Hank probably had about an hour to lose his parents before people moved to the next house.  But, hey, there was food and non-alcoholic drinks, and friends.  Overall, not a horrible start.<br/><br/>They'd arrived maybe ten minutes ago.  Enough time to get a drink, and make it through the kitchen.  Why did it always seem that everyone wanted to congregate in the kitchen?  She could understand if there had been a keg, or something, but without - was it just simply a comfort zone?  Regardless, the night air felt good on her skin, and it felt great to be able to move without a dozen people hovering over her head.  After all, being a hair away from 5'5" didn't offer a large presence.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, along with the night air, and space to move, came the yearbooks.  Gwynn simply smiled, and patiently wrote something polite and positive in the books.  Hadn't people gotten enough of this at school?  It felt like she'd done nothing but sign yearbooks for most of the day - well there had been the long, and boring ceremony - but, seriously, she was starting to run out of original things to write.<br/><br/>Green eyes lifted from her latest penning, as she passed the book back to its owner.  She greeted her fellow cheerleader with a large smile, dimples and all.<strong>"Hi Gretchen!  We finally graduated,"</strong>the tiny blonde said enthusiastically, before tilting her head to the side,<strong>"so you can stop being a bitch now."</strong>Fake dimpled smile still formed perfectly upon her lips as she gave a dismissive finger wave to Gretchen and her escort before slipping past and casually strolling to where Marco and her study buddy were hanging out.<br/><br/><strong>"Sup,"</strong>she said with a nod and more natural smile to Marco, then slipped her arm through Aaron's, his hands in his pockets created just enough space, and gave the wallflower a gentle tug.<strong>"Come on, let's mingle?"</strong>