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Gah enough of wasting your time, here is chapter seven everyone.

Chapter seven;

After shoving Mitzi away from him, Riven stomped away forcefully but not forgetting to shoot Musa and Brandon one last harsh glare before he walked into the kitchen. He was planning on downing a lot of alcohol tonight. He wasn't quite for sure if it was the alcohol that was getting to him, or the fact that the girl he cared so much about was all over his bestfriend's mouth.

He didn't care, either way he was pissed off became an understatement.

"Some shit." Riven muttered to know one. He titled his head back, downing another shot of Vodka. It was going to be a long night.

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Mitzi giggled to herself as she watched the hint of pain flash across Riven's face. She couldn't exactly see it fully, but she knew that it was there, underneath his silver and blue mask of course. She found it amusing when he was hurting, all over a girl who wouldn't give him a time of day.

Sure Mitzi liked Musa, she didn't have a problem with her, but she also found it amusing when Riven was suffering after everything that they had been through. She didn't mean to exactly cheat on him, but it sort of happened after she was pissed when Riven blew her off for Musa. Everything was "Musa this, and Musa that" it was sickening how hearts practically danced in his eyes when he saw Musa.

He was suppose to have strong feelings for her, instead he had feelings for his bestfriend. Revenge sometimes is the only answer, especially for Mitzi.

Whatever, she wasn't one to care. She was here to throw one hell of a party, and by the looks of it, she was. Especially when she was watching Andy and Stella grinding on the dance floor. He had his hands running along side of her arm and she casually threw her head back, letting out a full-hearted laugh.

Mitzi grinned. She loved watching the drama fold beneath her very own eyes.

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Bloom kicked off of her heels and threw herself onto the bed. She wasn't quite for sure exactly what she was doing, but she didn't actually care either. Of course there was the small bubble of guilt swirling her insides, but she was avoiding it.

This was fun.

"What is your favourite color?" Sky hicupped.

Bloom giggled and thought to herself for a moment or two. Was it her or was everything funny at 11 o'clock at night?

"Red, like a summer bonfire." Bloom let out another giggle and rolled over onto her back so her stomach was facing towards the white plastered ceiling. There was hints of glitter, lightening up the room, letting the vibrant colors splattered on the wall shine.

"I like fire." Sky laughed, laying down on the bed beside her.

Bloom sat up, "do you want some more alcohol? This is where all of the good stuff is. Mitzi has some great stuff up here in the guest room."

Without hesitation, Bloom shot up out of the neatly made bed and moved towards the minifridge and pulled out two cans of beer. She tossed one can to Brandon and opened the other for herself. It didn't dawn on her until she took a sip of beer that the only reason why she knew there was beer in here was because one night she and Musa sat in here, feeding that craving of alcohol.

She was crying and Musa was consoling her, all because Andy was kissing another girl on the dance floor. Suddenly Andy didn't seem so important anymore and Bloom leaned over and crashed her lips onto Sky's. His kisses were warm and left her a tingling feeling. It was almost shock to her and after that she opened up to it more. Tonight was going to be a night with no reprocautions.

Sky let out a soft grunt and was running his hand's through Bloom's firey red hair. He slipped his hand underneath her mask and started to pull it off. She stopped his hand, and let out a giggle.

"It isn't midnight yet." She whispered into his hear.

He grinned, "whatever you say princess."

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Layla was the typical life of the party. She was out on the dance floor, moving her hips and swaying to every beat. Dancing was her call and next year she was planning on attending Julliard. Anyone can be a dancer, but only the best can dance like her.

She was swirling around people, flashing her smile. It wasn't until she came across a tanned but very toned male observing her carefully. Unlike the rest of the guys, he didn't move to dance with her, he didn't attempt to talk to her. Instead he just stared, with a hint of curiousty flashing across his mysterious face.

She had to get to know him.

She danced around, shaking her hips and grinding on the people located around her. "I see you watching me over here."

Layla's word struck the guy, causing him to give off a semi-cocky, but confident smile. He nodded his head and stared at her with a hint of fascination. He had never seen a girl dance this well, not even the girls back at his school on the dance team. She had a different aura to her and he wasn't use to it.

"I know a good dancer when I see one. Let me guess, you are going to Julliard next year?" He asked, raising his unplucked eyebrows, waiting for an answer.

Layla almost let out a gasp, how exactly did he know? Only a few of her friends knew she had recieved her acceptance letter to Julliard, and this guy was not one of them. She slowly nodded her head, feeling unsure of what exactly what was happening.

The boy just grinned a bit more, "I figured so Layla."

Layla stared at the boy once more before smacking the guy in his arm. She should have easily seen who was standing in front of her. It shouldn't have been hard to tell from his deep voice to his knowledge on dancing and about her future. "Well if I be darned, hello Nabu."

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"Boom, boom, boom, even brighter then the moon, moon, moon." Musa and Brandon sang in unision together at the keroke machine that was stationed in the front of the house.

In reality, Musa sounded great, even when she had quite a bit of alcohol in her system. A few words sounded rather etchy, and she didn't hit exactly all the notes. On the other hand, Brandon's deeper voice slaughtered the song. Anyone except the sober few could tell that the sound by Katy Perry was just torn apart and it sounded pretty close to awful.

Brandon swayed closer to Musa as he helped her off of the mini-platform that was built just for the keroke machine.

"You are a really great singer, you know that." He hicuped and ran his hand through his hair.

Musa giggled, "Thanks, I would say the same about you but you know, you slaughtered that song." She paused before unleashing a wild grin, "but I am sure you sing much better when sober."

The world felt like it was spinning and Musa felt like she was bulletproof. She felt like she could do anything in the world she pleased and that is exactly how she was going to treat tonight. It one night, one night where it was going to be nothing but fun.

He grinned, grabbing her by the hips and leading her towards the wall. He pressed her up against it, leaning towards her neck. He slowly left kisses along it and whispered into her left ear, "baby you haven't seen what I can do drunk."

That was all it took, Musa felt her insides tingle and she felt like nothing was going to go wrong tonight, at least not tonight. She stood on her tipitoes and reached for his neck, leaving a small trail of kisses up to his ear. "You think I am good at singing, you should see what else I am good at."

Brandon smirked, slipping his fingers through Musa's and gravitating towards the stair. The same stairs Bloom and Sky headed up several minutes before this.

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Flora was enjoying herself. The party scene really was not her type of cultivation. It may have been Musa's or Stella's, but it was far from hers. She didn't feel comfortable getting to the point she couldn't control herself.

She liked self-control and having self-respect. She didn't like to see her friends lower their standards for others, but she couldn't convince them otherwise. It was their life and their choices.

Like chemistry, "every action, has a reaction."

Regarding to the odd feeling that rested into her stomach, it was not that weird being outside alone with Helia. They were currently walking around the back garden and staring at the stars and moon. Neither of them saying much of anything, the comfortable silence was feeling up the heavy gaps between conversation. She enjoyed being outside, being able to hear the nature speak but also the music from inside, echoing for several hundred feet. It wasn't a party, unless Mitzi was the one throwing it.

Helia was the first one to break the next set of silence, causing Flora's cheeks to turn a light pink. Luckily for her, it was dark out and he couldn't see her face getting red or seeing her facial expressions clearly.

"So Flora, if you were trapped on a deserted island, what is three things you would take with you?" He raised his eyebrows and asked her quietly.

After a few seconds of thinking about the question, she answered, "let's see, I would take an unlimited supply of hairspray, my favorite cactus and my kindle."

Helia's face lit up like a christmas tree and he started histerically laughing.

Flora narrowed her eyes, "what is so funny?"

Helia composed himself, still letting out soft chuckles, "come on hairspray? A kindle?" After he said it, it did sound a little ridiculous but she didn't care, it was the answer to his question.

"Well I love to read and my hair needs to be tamed somehow. Now what exactly is your answer?" Flora pressed on, changing the attention over to him.

Helia thought quietly to himself. "How about a boat?"

"You can't have a boat. You are stuck there remember?"

With a shoulder shrug, he smugly answered, "I am changing the rules to what I need."

Flora narrowed her eyes onto the black outlined shadow in front of her. "Sorry you are not prohibited to change the answer." She poked her index finger into his side was he let out a grunt.

Helia grinned, playing around shoving Flora back. "I just did, what are you going to do about it?"

Flora smiled once again, this feeling that was overwhelming her was new. She had never felt this such energetic, happy feeling in all of her life. She felt giddy and on top of the world. Musa always said you only feel like you are ontop of the world in two ways; way number one, when you have had to much to drink; way number two, when you are falling in love. She wasn't drunk and falling in love with somebody this soon, was just not acceptible in her eyes.

"I am going to do this." Flora shoved him back, turning around to take off running but Helia was to quick for her. He grabbed her around the waste and spun her around while poking her in the sides.

"Stop- haha-stop." Flora giggled, turning around to be only a few inches away from Helia's face. She felt her cheeks get red and she felt a strong bond and connection between him.

He leaned forward as she did. She swore their lips were going to touch until Techna came running outside, dragging along a male who looked to be Timmy.

"Flora come inside now. It's Musa." Techa hollered out, still hanging onto the boys hand with hers.

Flora pulled out of Helia's grasp and headed towards the door with Helia trailing right behind her. Timmy had his mask off, same with Techna, Flora and Helia. They were currently out of disguise.

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Brandon was gripping his nose as blood was threatening to fall on the ground. "Shit, what the fuck." He yelled out loud and Musa placed her hand on his arm with a worried expression upon her face.

She whiped her head around to face Riven who was clenching his hand.

"Riven, what the hell are you thinking?" She yelled and scolded Riven.

Riven rolled his eyes, not feeling the least bit sorry what he had done. If anything in his eyes, he was feeling as if he was helping Musa from not making a mistake rather than letting her go upstairs with his bestfriend while they were both drunk.

"I am saving you from your damsal in distress." He snapped back, getting closer towards Brandon and Musa. His heart was beating quickly and his mind was racing and turning into a million different ways.

Musa raised her eyebrows and was pretty mad at the moment. "Saving me, you just punched this guy in the face, who didn't do anything wrong."

Riven scoffed, letting out a half-hearted laugh. "An innocent guy? He is my fucking best friend and he is drunk. He shouldn't be fucking around with girls here, let alone you."

Musa raised eyebrows and glanced over at the guy who was covering his nose and who just slid off of his mask. So the guy she had been with all night was actually Brandon, the guy she thought was gorgeous from the first day she met him. She couldn't help but feel even angrier at Riven for breaking up something that might have occured.

"He didn't do anything wrong, it was me too. I was involved just as much but you don't go punching me in the face." Musa snapped, rolling her eyes.

Riven growled, tightening his jaw and shooting glares around the whole room. He wasn't happy that his bestfriend was going to take advantage of the girl he was suppose to be protecting. He was always protecting Musa and he wasn't going to let another person hurt her.

"Right, well he was going to take advantage of you Musa and you guys wouldn't listen to me. I did you a favor." Riven defended himself. The more he tried to be calm and be nice, the more angry he became. He was only trying to help, no matter what he told himself; tis was not out of jealousy.

Musa's eyes widened. "Helping me? The only thing you did was cause a big scene and punched your bestfriend in the face. If I wanted to go bang him, I will. That is none of your concern whether I am sober or not Riven. And do me a favor? No the favor you can do is stop trying to be an older crazy protective brother and just be my friend. I don't need you to protect me anymore. I think it's time for you to leave us alone now. Got that?"

Musa's words sliced into him and he suddenly didn't know what to feel. He knew he felt his whole body go into shock and at that point he wasn't for sure to say something or to walk away, or to just stop breathing. After standing there for a few seconds, replaying everything she said through his mind he took another deep breathe and shot one last hard look at Musa. He didn't think he could ever feel the way he did at this very second.

"Alright, don't have to say it again." Riven turned around and walked away, leaving Musa to help take Brandon to the bathroom to help him clean up his nose and get him a bag of ice.

Musa was leading Brandon towards the bathroom, her hands quivering as tears were at the bring of her eyes, ready to fall. She couldn't believe she just said that to Riven and the look on his face, was one she wouldn't be able to forget.

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Stella was dancing with Andy slowly. He was moving closer and closer to her and she was doing the same thing. She knew this was bad and she knew that she was guilty but she didn't want it to end. Bloom was having fun elsewhere with another guy, so why couldn't Andy have some fun with another girl?

"You are quite the dancer Stella." Andy commented, giving a heart melting smile. It sank into her heart and she felt the butterflies twist and turn into her body. She never exactly had this effect before except when she was around Riven's friend, Brandon.

She flipped her hair out of her face, "I would say the same thing, but I don't want to lie."

Andy rolled his eyes, still containing his million dollar smile. "That is okay, but we both know you can't lie and say you don't want to kiss me at this very moment."

Stella shook her head and no and then she met lips with her bestfriend's boyfriend. It is a doggie-dog world out there, and she fell right into the dog house.

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Alright this is a longer chapter, and is a probably another million kinds of awful, so I apologize in advance. Well later I guess, because you all just had to read through it. It was off of the top of my head, not planned, and it was rambly and rushed; gahh sorry :/.

I hope you all did enjoy it to the best you all could. Thank you everyone again.

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