Re: Sam and Rory's Beach Party!

[Guest]

Charlie watched curiously as the girl he had addressed held up her finger. She sort of trailed around until she lost the boy who was sort of sticking beside her. As she returned and said a hello Charlie dipped his head. He noticed her shirt for the first time, Sleeping With Sirens. The band rung a bell in his mind, he wasn't an active listener to them but he had heard them before. Really Charlie was a more punk kinda guy, Sleeping With Sirens was to soft for him so he didn't really listen to them that much. Well at least he knew his totally awesome punk rock instincts had helped him pick someone with a taste in music at least similar to his to talk to, this would make things a lot easier on him.

"I'm Sam. And you are...?" He had to sort of inch closer to her to hear her talk. "Oh, I'm Charlie" he said with a friendly smile. The shorter guy was about to mention the Sleeping With Sirens shirt she was wearing and how she probably had a spectacular taste in music based on this when someone's elbow nudged into his back and he nearly jumped out of his skin. He narrowed his hazel eyes and glared daggers at the person behind him who didn't even seem to notice.

"Um, would you mind going to an area less.. crowded?" He shrugged his shoulders slightly. "This many people make me uncomfortable.. sorry," before he could even get an answer from her he began edging out of area of people dancing, scooting across the beach until he found himself standing in an area with less people. He sighed softly, that was much better... he could just hope Sam would follow him out.. he really wanna to talk about music.

[Guest]

She nibbled her lip as she passed the stores. The delicous aroma of the dishes being made, making her even more hungry. She jingled the small purse she had
dangling from her wrist and frowned. As she contineud to walk, it brought her closer and closer to the party (paralled). She couldn't help but see people dance and laugh. She smiled and finally caught site of a stand on the sidewalk, the guy was selling crab cakes. Mouth salavitating at the invitation of food she smiled and asked how much for one. As he told her, she nibbled her lip but unzipped her purse. She handed him the three dollars and fifty four scents in exchange for the cake. Eager to feel the sand between her toes and the sound of the ocean once again, she nibbled on the cake the whole walk back savoring the flavor and food.The dull ache she always had of being hungry was no suprise, she head dealt with it all her life. Tossing the wrapper in a trash bin, she licked her fingers clean of the crumbs.

As the strob lights half blinded her, she paused as she didn't realize she was so close; that or the horde of bodies dancing where getting closer to her. Stepping back away from the crowd, she would have to make it past them to make it back to the spot she was just at...or.. she could.. Her eyes shifted to the mass of people dancing.. No No No that was a bad Emma...best not make someone mad at you, being the new person in town was a rather odd feeling.. perhaps she'd get to know people in time..

[Samantha Deadwood]

Samantha's bright silver gaze managed to catch his stare that was landing onto her shirt. Perhaps he was a fan of punk-rock of course Sleeping with Sirens wasn't the only band she enjoyed listening to. That's when she shook her head as she realized she was starring at the male, giving a nervous laugh she blinked her thick long eyelashes then her gaze hit back onto the male as he stated his name, "Nice name." She said easily and then she noticed when a young man accidentally bumped into him. If looks could kill, Charlie's stank eyes really would have lit him on fire. Now she knew that perhaps this male wasn't exactly keen on people touching him. Good to know.

As he inched closer to her she could easily hear him over this loud noise with her wolf sense of hearing. Then as he commented that crowds weren't his think she knew that by the way his eyes roamed around a bit and the nervousness that seemed to plague into her feelings. She nodded softy and gestured for him to lead the way. Searching the crowds her eyes widened as she saw... Rose? She quickly shook her head no that couldn't be her? Could it? Quickly she stalked off after him, what if her other brothers were here! Henry, Lucas, Simon, Trent and Bryce! She couldn't handle family dilemma right now, especially since she just found out she was an aunt... Again! Bently and now Madie, damn she felt old.

She realized that the male was already far off ahead of her so she quickly paced her steps into longer strides. Catching up to him she gave him an easy smile and then looked out into the water, "Pretty night..." She said mostly to herself though made it optional for him to make a comment as well. Her eyes were the beautiful silver as the moon, and her original name was supposed to be Luna. Luckily her father put his foot down and named her Samantha, plus she had an option of making it short into a unisex name of Sam. A soft smile located to her lips as she thought of her father and then a form of a frown sought out as she thought of her mother, the women who cowered to her grandmother and have Samantha do everything she had learn Italian, Russian, French, learn manners, wear dresses and act all prim and proper well she was done instead she traded it all for a skate board some skinny jeans and band tees wearing her hair however she liked and did whatever she wanted. She looked to Charlie, "What brings you here, Charlie?" She asked easily.

[Giovanni Salvatore]

The southern bell girl gently touched the Russian's cheek and gave a soft smile, "It's not just your brother's fault it's Nicholette's as well. She went through with it so it's kinda both of their faults not just your crazy brother's." She gave a small smile, "Hey, you can't have all the fun, now can you?" She gently bumped him on the side with her hip. She listened to his further words and agreed with it 100% it was very stupid of him to leave her and Rose especially killing himself. The threat never went way though, and the sad fact was she was to depressed that she couldn't live without him, she grabbed the gun he had and pointed it at her breaking heart pulling the trigger back and finally getting to be with her lover once more. She left poor Rose to defend for herself but she couldn't live without him, it wasn't right.

Lips connected tightly against his she felt as his hand lowered towards her lean hips her curvy formed pressed against his even closer. Giving a soft laugh as she pulled away she looked at him full of love and adoration. Suddenly her eyes widened lightly, "Possibly! We should go look for it. I also heard that there was a pack around here." She told him, then she heard Jordan's name and her gaze dropped, "He... He killed himself when you died." She said softly, "Who knows, maybe he came down here like we did." Then she gripped onto his hand, "Lets get out of here... Maybe we can find Chris or Jordan around here, and perhaps Casey is even here. You know how close those two were getting." She laughed.

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