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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 30, 2007 1:59:38 GMT -5
The roar of a Black Ford F250 with a 7 inch lift, twin diesel exhaust pipes, coming out of the bed, extended cab. Mudtires. 4x4 was heard in the Boogy barn. The Boogy barn had been around for decades, a place for the rural peoples of Drakesville to go and have fun, it was all painted on the inside, had beds, seats, couches, and christmas lights all over it.. Jackson was throwing a party there tonight for new yeard.... Jackson had a notiroity of knowing how to throw a pretty damn decent party. He whipped into his parking space, which was gravelled over.. near some other jacked up farm trucks, where his family members parked some of their trucks for the party, mostly cousins. Hank Williams Jr.'s song, Whiskey on Ice was blaring over the radio speakers as he shut off the ignition, he placed his keys in his pocket and stepped out of the truck.. locking his doors as his boots began to clank against the wet surface of the slick gravel.
Frost stood at a solemn 6 feet 1 inch tall, and weighed in at about 149 pounds. About 45 precent of this weight was muscle, which Frost gained from working on the farm all of his childhood years. This was Frost's 4th month in Drakesville, and already the girls were gawking over him, and the teachers were fretting him. Frost had already got his position across as the "head bull" of the rednecks at the school, and in Drakesville. They all looked up to him, and he was a senior, so he was living the life..
The attire of Jack was a simple one tonight, and consisted of some brown leather cowboy looking workboots, and his tight nuthugger Wrangler jeans, and his tucked in long sleeve Camoflauge shirt. A tanned thick carhartt jacket, His large beltbuckle with a J engraved in it was also visible. He had on a tanned carhartt jacket and a camoflauge John Deere hat as he made his way closer towards the doors of the garage, which was empty, for the party.
His keys were in his pocket, and in his back pocket, the left one held a dip can, full of Copenhagen, and the other back pocket held his wallet. A skoal ring was visible in his left pocket, and an imprint of his wallet was visible in the right. He had some loose change, and a lighter and his pocketknife in the other pocket, which was free. He opened the doors of the barn and walked in, the wind blowing the cold air behind him.
On the tables in the barn were fifths of whiskey, vodka, 2 kegs of beer, and several dozen packs of diffrent beers. And he expected others to bring their own beer. He went over, and grabbed a pint of his favorite Whiskey, Wild Turkey, and took a shot.. waiting for people to arrive.. He went outside, pulling some wood into a pile.. and he poured some diesel fuel on it, and took out his lighter from his pocket, he sat the flame to the soaked wood and watched as it engulfed in flames. He made sure the fire was away from the barn a good distance though.... Now it was a waiting game.
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Post by Mercedes Kearney on Dec 30, 2007 2:28:23 GMT -5
Mercedes had heard that there was going to be a party at the Boogy barn and it was being put on by a childhood friend of hers so she decided to stop by. Sadie pulled her red mustang up the road and parked on the grass. She got out wearning silver heels, a very short denim mini skirt, and a pink lace tank top. Her hair fell gently off of her sholders. She locked her car and then walked over to Jackson when she saw him and smiled softly at him. As she walked she lit up a cigarette and took a long drag.
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Post by Kenya Thompson on Dec 30, 2007 2:41:31 GMT -5
Kenya Thompson and Ella Carlyle drove down the dirt road in Ella's black 1967 Impala. Though the car was Ella's, Kenya was driving. Kenya had her hair up in a scrunchy and is was wavy. She was wearing a short little red dress that was just above her knees. Ella was wearing faded blue jeans with a red lace blouse and her hair was in a french braid. They both had on dark red lipstick and eye shadow. Kenya had on red high heeled boots (like the ones in the Jessica Simpson video) and Ella was wearing black heeled boots.
The drove up to the Boogy Barn and parked next to Jackson Frost's truck. They both got out and Kenya tossed the keys back over to Ella who placed them into her purse. They walked over to the barn and spotted the person throwing the party standing by a bonfire. "Hey Jacky!" they both qued as they walked over to him.
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Post by Madeline Anderson on Dec 30, 2007 13:54:21 GMT -5
"I thought you were wearing that one black shirt," Asked Hunter Anderson as he watched his sister, Maddie, climb into her truck. She rolled her eyes "since when do you care?" she asked, raising a brow and watching him. He snickered at her, just loving to annoy her. She never wore what she said she was going to. Tonight she had on a pair of faded Cruel Girls, a white t-shirt that said 'rebel' on the back, her brown ostrich skin boots, and a new Congress Top 10 jacket that said 'Madeline Anderson' then 'I Really Dunnit' beside it. Her hair was down and straight, the way she liked it. Hunter was wearing his usual Wranglers, his white t-shirt that said '8 seconds' across the sleeve and had a bull on the back, his black ostrich skin boots, and a brown jacket that said 'SRA Champion' on the back with a bucking bull. His hair was.... well.... the same as it usually was, short and dark brown?
Once they arrived and parked, they jumped out and walked beside eachother into the place. They both noticed Jackson's truck there, so once they got in they looked around for him. They spotted him with other people, and walked over. Maddie sighed, knowing she hadn't talked to Jackson in awhile. She missed him. She smilled at him, standing next to him and bumping him with her hips playfully "long time, no see" she said and raised a brow.
Hunter watched his sister gawk over Jackson, and then looked to the ladies. He let a smile come to his lips as he watched them. He loved his women.
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 30, 2007 18:47:42 GMT -5
Marinna, Allen-Michael and Cole pulled up in AM's jaguar. Marinna had decided upon riding with Jackson because she planned to get trashed. After all, it was New Year's Eve and AM wouldn't get drunk anyways. AM had decided to give Cole a ride because he didn't drive or own a car and his band was playing tonight. Allen-Michael was the first to step out of the vehicle, wearing a pair of blue jeans with a light blue t-shirt and his sperry's.
Marinna got out of the car next, her blonde hair was straight tonight and she was wearing her new, strapless, little black dress with a pair of white pointed-toe heels and a white bead necklace and bracelet. Cole, had decided to wear a black blazer with black jeans and a green "Amber Pacific" tee underneath. His feet were snuggly inside of his matching green van slip-ons.
They all three got out of the vehicle, all heading their own ways. AM went to find Chloe and Ron. Marinna was in search of either Viktor or Jackson maybe even Kenya, she had some unsure news to tell them all. Cole went to the band, they had arranged a few country songs to play for the scarlets [What they call rednecks] tonight.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 30, 2007 20:36:32 GMT -5
Woke up this mornin', Tastin' Jim Beam. Holdin' the answer, To some ol' boys dream. I gotta bad reputation, Guess I made life wild. Like my whiskey on ice, And my women on fire.
From Memphis to Mobile, I've played all the die. Lord knows I'm lucky, Just to still be alive. I'm an all around rebel, And I won't be denied. Like my whiskey on ice, And my women on fire.
I like my whiskey on ice, My women on fire. Like a good soundin' guitar, And won't be called a liar, I spent many long night, With a burnin' desire. Pour my whiskey on ice, And my women on fire.
Some folks talk about me, Guess they always will. They think it's been an easy ride, And all been down hill.
What they don't think about, What they don't realize. Is the shoes that I'm fillin', Are a mighty big size. One night in Nashville, Tried to take my life. 'Cause my friends had all left me, And so had my wife. But a fast flight to Floida, Made me realize, I had some whiskey on ice, And some Florida women on fire,
I like my whiskey on ice, My women on fire. Like a good soundin' guitar, And won't be called a liar. I spent many long nights, With a burnin' desire. Pour my whiskey on ice, And my women on fire.
I like my whiskey on ice, Women on fire, Like a good feelin' guitar, And won't be called a liar, I may grow old, But I'll never grow tired, Of my whiskey on ice, And my women, Women on fire
Jackson raised his head as he heard people start to arrive, he was humming the song Whiskey on Ice, Women on Fire as he stood looking around, he gently raised a hand to his goatee, rubbing it gently. He then nodded to everyone that arrived, giving them a slight wave.. Music was blaring, the barn was lit up like a christmas tree, litterly, with thousands of Christmas lights and Mardi Gras lights all over it. He smirked as he slowly removed a longneck Budweiser from its package on the table inside the barn.. He then popped the top off of it, chucking the top in a garbage can as he began to kick it back, drinking the hell out of the beer, he finished it, chucking the bottle in the trashcan.. He then looked at his watch.... and just as he did, Madeline grabbed him..
He turned around, smirking as his hands went down to her hips, he looked down into her eyes planting a kiss on her wet warm lips.. "I missed ya honey!" He said with a smirk.. He really did.. This last week without her here had been hell.
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Post by Mercedes Kearney on Dec 30, 2007 20:57:38 GMT -5
Sadie walked over to the liquor table and grabbed two Coronas knowing she would be done with the first one quickly. She took the top off, chugged the first one then began to sip the second one. She saw Madie over by Jackson and walked over. She smiled softly at Madie and then looked at Jackson. "I see you havent changed...at all. Still Jackson Frost worlds best bull rider...in your eyes atleast." She smirked and looked behind her to see who else was here. "but happy New Year, im so thrilled to be spending it with you lot." Sadie took another sip of her beer and then lit up a Marlboro Red and took along drag
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 30, 2007 21:06:14 GMT -5
Marinna grabbed a beer from one of the many coolers and popped the top off. Pulling it up to her lips, she took a big drink. She needed to let loose a bit before she told Jackson and everyone else the news. Finally spotting him over near some Mercedes girl and Maddie, she walked over. She waited for Mercedes to finish gabbing on and on, before she cut in, "Jackson, I need to talk to you." She looked back and forth between the two girls and took another drink of her beer, "In private," she added nodding towards a corner where nobody was standing.
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 30, 2007 21:48:47 GMT -5
(with this post i think im gonna be in two places at once but oh well, double the fun!)
Entering the party atmosphere he has spent most of the day training by himself and spending time on his own... which in the past week, which included christmas, he had saw just about nobody. Anybody he did see he looked out of sorts and disgruntled about something. Something out there was getting on his nerves and now that he didn't have the lounge to sleep in he had been mooching off of peoples places to sleep, like Mercedes, but he barley slept at that and spent a good ammount of the night practicing basketball. Basketball and playing drums seemed to be the only two things not yelling at him.
As he got to the party, he saw Jackson a lot this past week and the guy kept pestering him to come so he eventually came, the first thing he did was head over to the first bottle of whiskey he saw open, which didn't take long and then poored a shot glass and took a shot. It didn't take him long to poor another and do the exact same thing, getting ready for a 3rd round to, Ron was obviously here to get drunk.
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Post by Mercedes Kearney on Dec 30, 2007 22:02:24 GMT -5
Sadie glared at Marinna. Sadie may not of been on the best terms with Jackson, but no one interups Sadie when she's talking. The girl had just made one of the biggest mistakes of her life, she now had Mercedes Ann Kearney as an enemy. Sadie finished her Corona and made her way back to the liquor table where she saw Ron. She walked up beside him "slow down there hot shot, I really dont need to drunk sit tonight when im going to be drunk as well." She smiled at him and then took a shot of Whiskey. Sadie was a heavy drinker and could hold her alchohol, it was one of the perks of having mostly male friends
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 30, 2007 23:11:26 GMT -5
Jackson raised a hand to Ron waving at him as if to welcome him to the party, he then rolled his eyes at his ex, Sadie.. And he then headed over to Marinna as she said she wanted to talk to him, he didnt know what it was, but he figured it probably wasnt too good.. He then followed her to the corner, after telling the others to excuse him a minute.. He then put a hand on her shoulder, looking down into her eyes.. "What's troublin ya, hon?" He asked with a concern look on his face as he took out a cigarette and lit it, letting it dangle from his lips.
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Post by Madeline Anderson on Dec 30, 2007 23:29:45 GMT -5
Maddie just smilled at Rinna, not wanting to start any shit tonight. She nodded and stepped back, looking at Sadie "hey," she said politely, nodding at her. She bit her lip, glancing at the ground then to her brother who was gawking over Sadie. She pushed him playfully, and he straightened up "howdy," he cooed, smirking as he nodded twords the girl. He stretched, glaring at Maddie who was giggling at him. They always picked on eachother, but still stayed best friends... strange.
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Post by Viktor Ivanov on Dec 30, 2007 23:38:26 GMT -5
Vik walked in. He was invited by rin rin here, and he wasn't gunna stand her up. He walked up to the door, took a deep breath, and went inside. He was wearing a crisp, white shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He walked in, grabbed a beer, and took a look around, trying to find Rinna, or anyone else that might bring good conversation.
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Post by Faerydae Richmond on Dec 30, 2007 23:45:27 GMT -5
Dae heard from some people that a party was being held by Jackson tonight and she had talked to him before, he was a nice guy so she decided to go. She wasn't sure how many poeple there she would know and it bugged her to think there wouldn't be anyone except for Jackson. She was going to go though because he was one of her friends and there wasn't any other way to make friends except for socializing yourself anyway. She was wearing her favorite pair of baggy, dark blue jeans and her black tank top with lace around the top and bottom edges. She was wearing her old pair of converse because her new skate shoes were drying from getting soaked and didn't want to be uncomfortable all night long. She hopped out of her brothers dumpy pickup truck and made sure she had her cellphone in her pocket just in case she needed it. She had persuaded her brother into switching cars with her for just one night because she didn't want to get hers dirty in the mud after just recently washing it. She silently looked around at the people who were already there. There were a lot but not a lot that she knew.
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Post by Mercedes Kearney on Dec 30, 2007 23:49:39 GMT -5
Sadie took another shot of Whiskey and then took another Corona and took a sip. She smiled softly at Hunter "Hi there" The more alcohol she got into her, the nicer she became, so some people here tonigh were pretty lucky that she was drinking. She took another drag of her cigarette then put it out. This wasnt exactly her kind of place but she could talk horses and besides, there was free booze
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