Teenage Dream
Darcy-17 years old
Loki- 21 years old
Loki was lying down in the living room couch, head firmly planted on Sigyn's lap while she massaged his head. He was in that blissful state of semi consciousness when Thor's loud footsteps sounded on the staircase.
"Loki!" If there was thing Thor loved, it was to loudly announce his arrival.
"Thor." Loki answered back in a normal tone, he refused to open his eyes for his brother because he knew what this was about and there was no use to have the same conversation they had not even two hours before.
"You said you and Sigyn would come to the party." Thor's tone was accusing, Loki cracked open an eye to see his brother standing over him.
"I said no such thing, don't put words in my mouth." Loki chuckled slightly when Sigyn slapped his head in warning, she had seen enough of their arguments to know not to interfere verbally but that didn't mean she never tried to put in her own views in the conversation.
"Come on brother, this is our last semester before we have to enter the real world." Thor put emphasis on 'real world' like they were doomed from then on, "Won't you enjoy it?"
"Thor you know that party is going to be crawling with freshmen, I will not party with seventeen year olds. Underage girls are not my taste." Loki sat up, relaxing head massage now over.
"But they are mine!" A voice from the hallway screamed loudly and Loki almost groaned when Fandral's head popped up in the room.
"Fandral!" Sif, who was right behind Fandral, scolded just as loudly and Loki regretted from the millionth time not stopping Thor from giving them keys to their shared apartment.
"Leave, all three of you." Loki's voice came out more like a whine than the commanding tone he was going for, it didn't matter though because Sif was already ushering his brother and his ridiculous friend out the door.
"Thor is right you know, you should be enjoying the rest of the semester." Sigyn told him, playing devil's advocate as she often did when it came to his arguments with Thor.
"Or I could be focusing on keeping my grades up and graduating." Thor's over dramatization about graduating was too much, they both already lived independent lives. The only real difference after graduation would be that instead of going to class they would be going to work in their father's company. Which they already kind of did anyway.
"Or you could do that I suppose." Sigyn conceded with an amused smile.
"Besides, when I have ever gone to a party willingly?" Never was the unspoken answer, because there was no chance that he could actually enjoy sitting in the corner of a crowded room with a warm beer, wondering what have become of his life.
"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you could have met your soul mate at this party?" Sigyn asked him, a smug tilt to her lips that he didn't like.
"I will not be meeting my soul mate at a party, thank you very much." Loki said, affronted at the very question, he couldn't begin to imagine in what context a child's lullaby would be sung in a party with drunk teenagers.
"It could happen, besides don't all the professionals say most people meet their soul mates in the least thought of places?" Sigyn knew there was only one way to riled him up and she loved to exploit it.
"But a party, a party?" He was dismay by the thought, no one wanted to tell the story of how they met their soul mate while someone puked on the steps next to them.
"A party." Sigyn confirmed before bursting out laughing at his expression.
"How about your soul mate? Would you want to meet him at a party?" Loki told her, gesturing to the name tattooed on her wrist.
"If it happens, it happens." Sigyn shrugged and Loki scoffed before settling his head back on her lap.
"Well I know for a fact I will not be meeting my soul mate at a party, if she's anything like me then she will not enjoy those sort of things."
"DARCY LEWIS, GET BACK IN THE CAR OR I SWEAR TO GOD."
Darcy closed her eyes and let the wind fly across her face enjoying the sensation, her hair flew in all directions and her friends laughed from inside the car at her antics. James, the driver, was still shouting for her to get her head back inside the car because he really didn't want to get pull over, not with all the alcohol and drugs he had in the trunk.
She pulled her head back inside, her friends' laughter ringing in her ears as they all tried to fix her hair at the same time. Darcy put her hands over her face and told them to stop touching her hair in between giggles, she was already a little tipsy from their pre-party get together and she felt like she was floating on air.
They made it to house party without police interference and James looked like he was willing to kiss the floor in thanks.
"Dude, so cool that we got invited!" Her friend Shelly shouted from besides her and Darcy laughed because of course they got invited, they were hot upcoming freshmen girls and they had an open invitation to any party and lord knew she had tons of sorority girls coming to her during orientation week trying to lure her into their sororities with booze and parties.
Though she could understand her friend's excitement in this one since Tony Stark himself was hosting it, the invitation had been vague enough that it kind of invited the whole school so everyone who wanted to go to the party of the century was there. Even if they didn't go to Culver yet, technically speaking.
The place was a mansion and it was packed wall to wall with people, which probably made it seem smaller than what it really was. Her and her friends had no trouble locating the alcohol since there was enough in every room they went into to drown a large army, it was nice to know Tony Stark was considerate towards his guests.
Every large room had its own speakers but the largest room hosted the DJ in charge of the music, the same music bled from one room to the other effortlessly and a conga line had formed that went around every room as if to prove it. Darcy wanted to join it but her friends insisted on claiming their own bottle of vodka first and getting their drink on before starting to dance.
They decided to drink and dance in the main room since it was bigger and little less crowded thanks to the people wanting to explore the mansion, the DJ had yelled over the microphone that Tony Stark was willing to let them inspect every nook and cranny and not to worry if they broke anything.
Darcy wondered who Tony Stark was trying to piss off.
A blond guy passed besides her, grabbing her waist softly to move her out of the way, Darcy watched while she dance as he talked to the DJ before going back the same way he came. The music changed suddenly, a harsh music that would have been better heard in a battle field than a Tony Stark party.
The blond dude came back to the middle of the make shift dance floor with three other guys, they left behind a black haired girl who was shaking her head in what looked like dismay. The dance floor cleared for them and then they were dancing this weird dance that seemed to consist mostly of stomping the floor and waving their hands in the air, one of the guys even did a front flip without hands, it was all perfectly coordinated.
The dance finished suddenly and there was a moment of stunned silence before everyone in the room started clapping and whistling, the dancing guys took it graciously before retreating back towards their friend. Rhianna started pumping from the speakers and Darcy shook her head to it clear from the weirdness of the moment and went back to dancing with her friends.
The room was getting uncomfortably full and Darcy fanned her face to signal her friends that it was time to move forward, she found the open doors leading outside into the pool and noticed it was just as full outside as it was inside. There were no speakers outside though and the noise was mostly people talking over each other, the ringing in her ears made her walk over to an empty patch of grass far away from the pool as she tried to regain her hearing.
"Darcy, you okay?" Shelly asked from behind her and Darcy gave her a thumps up.
"Fine, just sweaty and my ears hurt a little." The rest of her friends stood around them, laughing and sharing a different bottle of vodka.
"Mine too." Shelly told her in sympathy just as someone in the group handed her the bottle for a shot, Shelly took it and passed the bottle to her, Darcy hesitated for a second before taking at least three shots worth of vodka. Her friends whooped around her.
They were standing around talking when Darcy saw the bright light coming from deeper into the woods surrounding the mansion, drawn to it like a moth to a flame she followed it and ended up in a clearing with two guys sitting in front of what look like burning logs.
"You have found the circle, please take a seat." One of the guys that was casually rolling a joint told her, she drunkenly took a seat even though she had no idea what was going on.
"Are you gonna share?" James asked from besides her and the guy rolling the joint dutifully passed him an already rolled up joint.
"I'm Scooter and this is Jay." The guy definitely looked like a Scooter and Darcy giggled at the thought of him riding his namesake. Jay, the guy rolling the joints, gave her a high nod of the head and passed her a joint.
They sat silently, just smoking pot and laughing hysterically at nothing, before a different group stumbled across them.
"Dancing dude!" Darcy yelled, drunkenly giving him a hug when he sat down on the empty space next to her.
Dancing dude laughed and told her his name was Thor and introduced the rest of his friends, Darcy nodded obediently but didn't actually listen to anything he said. Scooter who was silently sitting in front of her in the makeshift campfire gestured at their newly formed group before talking.
"So…let's talk soul mates." Talking about soul mates was like talking about the weather and Darcy wasn't surprised it was the first topic of conversation.
Everyone excitedly shoved up pants and shirts to show off their marks, Darcy stayed where she was making no movement because the circle would eventually get to her and there would be nothing to show. Shelly gave her a worried look as she lower her shoulder strap but Darcy shook her head and relaxed, she had grown used to the fact that she didn't have a mark and had stopped being ashamed of it a long time ago.
Dancing dude was showing the mark on his upper arm that proudly displayed 'Jane' which was written in a messy yet pretty font, he looked over the moon about it even when entire group kept teasing him over the fact it was such a common name.
"So how about you sweet cheeks?" Scooter asked her and Darcy shrugged before taking another drag of her joint.
"I don't have one." She told him clearly and calmly, having said the same thing over a million times before.
There was moment of stunned silence around the campfire because according to the statistics they were shown in school, the chance of bumping into someone who didn't have a soul mate mark was under five percent. A ton of people never met one in their lives, Darcy knew they were groups out there trying to find people without a soul mate mark, not that it was hard or anything since people had to register their mark on their birth certificates to minimize the chance of fake marks popping up. Though there were plenty of countries who didn't adhere to this rule making global records impossible.
"You don't have one?" Jay seemed to pull himself out of his high to glance at her, perplexed look on his face.
"Nope, I came out all clean." As if to prove her point she stuck her arms, the most common places to have soul mate marks and let them see how bare they were.
"Holy shit, it's a pleasure to meet you." Scooter got up and came around the circle to give her a hug, she was confused until he went back to sit back in his spot.
"Thanks?" She was only looking at Scooter, who had an intense look on his face.
"Do you understand how lucky you are?" Scooter pointed a finger at her, "Do you understand how much I wish I didn't have a mark? I heard horror stories about soul mates. My cousin's soul mate is in jail, do you know what for? Murder, the dude has this killing urges he can't suppress or some shit like that so my cousin can only see him through metal bars once a week and she loves him and because he's her soul mate she can't stop loving him, it's a shitty deal and I don't want it to happen to me. I don't want the person I don't even get to choose to be some rapists or something, I want to be able to choose but I can't, I can't settle with a nice girl somewhere because I might meet my soul mate and it will all go to shit."
Darcy could only stared at him because usually she got the pity looks, no one had been jealous of her before because of her lack of a mark. Dancing dude next to her clear his throat as if to argue but nothing actually came out of his mouth.
There was nothing to argue anyway, Scooter was right about the horror stories. There were bad people in the world and they got soul mates just like the good people did, whatever or whoever had given them marks hadn't excluded the scum of the earth.
Darcy always wondered why she was one of the few exceptions. She wondered what she had done in a previous life to deserve the punishment.
Scooter gave her another jealous look before going back to his blunt and Darcy wondered when the tide starting changing in her favor.
