Windows (one on one)

"It's at 1 am in the morning, of course it isn't." Marlowe flopped onto his bed. "Pick a white t-shirt with the leather jacket, you look cute in that. Girls will fall all over you."

"Gross." He changed quickly. "Fine. Drag me to the party."

"We're borrowing your car, right? You're the safe driver, okay? You're not allowed to get drunk." She climbed out of his window and scaled the walls to get down to the ground. "Hurry up!"

"You're not getting drunk either!"

"I'm fine with that. Getting drunk isn't on my bucket list, trust me." Marlowe sat in shotgun and waited for him to sit down. "Oh, we're picking up Kelsey on the way." She checked her face in the mirror, touching her forehead and wrinkling her nose. "I'm getting pimples. I need to take more showers."

"Kelsey? Really?" He rolled his eyes. "Also, you look fine."

"I know you and Kelsey don't get along, but she needs a ride. She totaled her car last weekend." Marlowe ignored his last comment. "I need more concealer. I need two tons of it to cover up this mess." She motioned towards her face. "Start the car."

Ferran sighed and put the keys in the ignition. " Like I said, you look fine."

"Stop trying to make me feel better," she sighed and leaned back in the seat, glancing at him every so often. "The party's taking place at the abandoned chemical plant on the east side of town."

"WHAT?" He slammed on the break. "WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT??"

"Stop overreacting. The person who planned the party owns the plant. It's all fine, okay? Calm down. Oh wait, you missed that turn, Kelsey's house is the other way." Marlowe pointed left and started applying lipstick. Shock red, her second favorite color.

"I know it is." He grumbled, turning. "And how does Emily own the plant?"

(GTG)

(BYE QAQ)

"Her dad bought it two weeks ago. They're rich and he wants to "redo" it, make it profitable and stuff. So, Emily decided to throw a party there." Marlowe opened the door of the car and climbed up to Kelsey's window, knocking furiously until Kelsey climbed out, wearing such a tight dress it was a wonder she could breathe.

(This is a really cool idea and I wish I saw it sooner xD. Consider me your stalker though.)

(Yas, we have Nessie as our stalker!)

(Sorry! I was asleep

And I cannot believe we got Nessie the legendary to stalk us wow)

(Lmao, I didn't realize I was so legendary. You two are great writers so I just wanted to check this out.)

(Oh thank you! :3)

(Of course :D )

(Lmao, I didn't realize I was so legendary. You two are great writers so I just wanted to check this out.)

(awwww, thanks)

"Her dad bought it two weeks ago. They're rich and he wants to "redo" it, make it profitable and stuff. So, Emily decided to throw a party there." Marlowe opened the door of the car and climbed up to Kelsey's window, knocking furiously until Kelsey climbed out, wearing such a tight dress it was a wonder she could breathe.

Ferran rolled his eyes. "Rich people." He smiled. "Hey Kelsey!"

Kelsey smiled. "Hey Ferran!" She turned towards Marlowe. "Marli! Oh my god, do you like my dress? Totally splurged on it yesterday."
"It's kind of tight."
"I know!"
Marlowe shrugged and got back into her seat, "Looks cute on you."
Kelsey nodded. "I know, but Marli, honey, why did you choose that dress? You look so weird in it."
"Hey, I like this dress. Ferran likes it too, we picked it out together." She crossed her arms defensively and smoothed out her white, flowy dress, a bright contrast against her dark skin.

"Yeah it looks nice on her at least." Oh shoot…

(I'm cackling)

Kelsey opened her mouth as if to say something, her eyes lighting up with fury. "I'm gonna let that go, cuz like, you're an idiot, Ferran." She smiled sweetly and leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms.
Marlowe buried her head in her hands. "Please don't fight."

"We won't." Ferran glared at Kelsey.

"Good." She rested her hand on Ferran's knee, the rush of excitement starting to wear off, getting replaced by fear. "Oh god, Sarah's gonna kill me."

(She calls her aunt by her first name, Sarah)