A 406 Soirée [PARTY THREAD - open for everyone!!]

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The 'get-together' was already starting by the time Jane walked back into the 406 living room with a case of Budweiser in her hand.

That was the code name. 'Get-together.' If the Headmaster ever got whiff of what was really going on in her new dorm room that night, or the teachers, Guardians, or tattle-tales, then Jane was as good as dead. Not that death had ever frightened her, or that she had ever been afraid of getting in a little trouble. Still, it would've been a waste of Mr. Meyers' cash and John Warner's wares if the party got crashed before it ever began.

She set the case down on a table and leaned against the sofa, drinking in the music and the conversation. There were quite a few people here already, getting themselves comfortable. Jane only hoped her new dorm mates wouldn't mind. The newly-made 'Autumn' had been pleasantly surprised to be roommates with D'angelo and Juliette, her two horse-thief-accomplices, so hopefully they would know how to have a little fun, right?

Jane had already taken a couple hits, just for a warm pleasant buzz to keep things together. Rugs and blankets had been pinned up on the walls to keep in the noise, but between the songs lightly playing on the radio, and the loud chatting and drinking, it wasn't exactly a library in here. The sound would be a magnet, a beacon, and anybody happening by with any rumors of a little 'get-together' would be drawn to the noise. That had been her intention. At this point, she could only hope that it didn't draw the attention of any teachers either.

More and more people were already filtering in through the door. Jane stood up straight and twisted a lock of hair around her finger. Finally.

Montare was sitting on a couch in the dorm living room when Jane walked through the door. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand, and while he obviously hadn't thought to get something less alchoholic, he at least wasn't going to get himself completely wasted like he had done last time he got his hands on vodka. Looking up at the doorway as Jane entered with the case of beer in her hand, he greeted her. "Hey Jane!"

He was already on his second beer by then. The first was his own, and he'd finished that up as he was leaving his dormroom to make the long journey down the Autumn halls. It'd seemed that he'd still arrived too early, though. There were many people already there besides him it seemed. Whatever, though. He had all night to work and get lucky. The last party he'd been too, his chances were dashed, but not this time...

Preston leaned back further into the couch, tilting his the bottle to his lips and taking a few deep gulps. He'd noticed the party host not too far off, giving her a look over - and damn, was she definitely a sight to see. New girl, he'd heard, and she'd grown popular quickly. He would've walked up and introduced herself, hadn't someone else seem to beat him to it.

He refused to be disappointed, until he saw who it was, then he only wish he'd been up sooner.

'Okay, there's nothing to be worried about. It's a party: it's normal. This is your chance to make friends.' There wasn't much Grace could say to herself to calm her crazed nerves though: she was terrified. The young brunette hadn't been to a party in three years, and a ten year old's birthday party was hardly comparable to whatever this was going to be. She didn't know the person who was hosting, and this wasn't even her (seasonal) house, so in many ways she felt like an intruder, not to mention what she'd heard whispered around campus. 'Okay, there will probably be illegal things, but you don't have to do anything you don't want to. You can say no and just leave.' Despite that sound logic, she clutched her jacket sleeves tightly and glanced behind her every couple of seconds, her footsteps sounding a lot louder than they actually were. Well, there was the entrance. 'Just walk in.' Taking a deep, shaky breath, she walked in.

There were a lot of people. Grace's eyes widened as she took in the rather relaxed and crowded atmosphere, instinctively shrinking back in a mix of shyness and fear. Yup, there was definitely alcohol. Maximum illegality and all that. This was really her first time seeing the stuff, as no one in her family drank. 'Okay, okay, calm down. Just... talk to someone. Talk to the person closest to you. Say hi.' Her lips remained sealed shut, trying desperately to look at anything but the people around her, which was hard considering how many people there were. The whole thing was so... intimidating. The 'hi' thing was definitely a work in progress: she only had the presence of mind to step away from the doorframe so to not be in the way. This was gonna be great, right?

Maisie had been one of the first people to go through that door, a door that was next to her own empty dorm. She liked being the sole occupant of her dorm, even if it was temporary. Nevertheless, she left eagerly, and when she entered Jane's dorm, she immediately felt a little out of place. The only people she knew were Jane and that wolf kid Montare, but Jane was the thrower of the party. She'd probably be swarmed by people. Who would she talk to?

She picked up a bottle of beer. Well, she could talk to that.

Logan personally didn't expect to go to the party. He found himself following a cluster of people, following the distant noise of bass. By how many people where gravitating to it, he thought it was an official event. He realized it wasn't as soon as he passed two students making out in the hall, a cigarette in one of their hands. Nevertheless, he found himself inside, and was going to go until he spotted Jane...
"Hey!" He waved and walked over to her in the sea of people. "Is this your party?"

"Hey, hey," she greeted with a smile, snatching up a beer as Logan walked up and Montare welcomed her from the other side of the room. Jane passed the beer into Logan's hands and picked up her own. "Yeah, this whole thing's my fault. If you get caught, you know who to blame." She winked. "Glad you could make it. I was hoping to see some friendly faces around here."

Jane wrapped her fingers around the cap, struggling with it for a few moments before giving up with a groan. She hoisted the bottle into the air. "Anybody with muscles?" she called.

Almost skipping through the door with a little too much excitement was Penny. She'd always loved gatherings and 'get-togethers' especially when it involved a lot of people that she could talk to. It was finally time to make a few more friends. Plus, this was going to be a good party. After everything she'd heard about it, she was really excited to get her party on. Walking past Jane, Logan, and Monty, she walked over, grabbed a can of beer, and practically plopped down on the couch next to Preston but in a flattering kind of way. Crossing her legs, she popped open the can and took a sip before looking over at the Autumn. "Have we met somewhere?" she asked before taking another sip.

"Step aside Jane, I got this." taking the bottle from her hand and opening it with ease. Flexing his biceps in the process. D'angelo could have just opened it without flexing, but it was in his nature to show off whenever there was a crowd. "Here you go." Handing the bottle back to His new dormmate. Tossing the bottle cap into the closest trash can he could find. Scanning the room at all the people who had arrived. The atmosphere was very lively; Jane had thrown a really great party. "Oh! I'm D'angelo by the way. Nice to meet you." He greeted Jane's friend (Logan); extending his hand out to shake their hand.

After a few moments, Montare got up with his still closed bottle of vodka and looked around the room. Damn, a lot of people were starting to show up. Hopefully no one had decided to come by and leave to go report the party to a Guardian or the Headmaster. Ignoring the paranoid thought, Montare looked for familiar faces in the crowd of people in the room. He saw Jane, who was with two students he didn't recognize, and Maisie, who was alone. He decided to go over to Maisie, simply because he didn't want to introduce himself to the two unknown students only for them to have heard the rumors that may still be circulating.

Montare went over to Maisie, trying to strike up conversation. "Hey, thanks for giving Jane the money she needed to do all of this."

"I couluuuhh...." His gesture faded as D'angelo walked over the opened the bottle, a grim smile across his lips. It became more sincere, less readable, when the approacher extended his hand. "Hey." He made sure to respond with a firm shake. "I'm Logan."

Maisie heard what Montare had to say, saw him come up seconds before he began to speak. She took a long drink of the beer in her hands nevertheless, as soon as he finished talking to her, all-the-while staring him down with icy eyes. Finally, she lowered the bottle and wiped her mouth on her wrist. Maisie's eyes stayed dead on him, her mouth a perfect line. "What are you doing?" She finally spoke in a low voice.

"Hey, thanks!" Jane said with a smile, taking a swig. Nothing went down better than a cold beer. Maybe it was the fact that it was forbidden that made it taste so good. "I need to keep you around, D'angelo. I'm never able to get these things off on my own." She hadn't missed his flex, and gave his arm a playful squeeze. "I hope you don't mind being my official bottle opener. You're gonna have to open a lot."

She gave Logan a nudge with her elbow and leaned against the back of the couch. "And how are you two liking my little 'get-together?' I hope I haven't disappointed."

Preston blinked, watching as several more young men happily threw themselves at the host's feet, all too willingly - and she didn't seem to mind. That was alright though, he supposed. He liked the idea of a challenge, to try and break her away from the crowd. But for now...
He took another long drink of beer, staying quiet as another attractive woman plopped herself right next to him. Pres put on his best smile then, not minding her company in the least. "I don't think so. I would've remembered a face as nice as yours."


Normally, Jason wasn't one for these parties, and no one had thought to ever invite him - seeing as he was the headmaster's son and all, but he'd seen Penny dress for it... And it was hard to block out the sounds when you only lived down the hall. He'd ended up saying 'fuck it' and coming anyways. Why not?
The Autumn arrived with his hands shoved in his pockets, glancing around at the people and the wares. Whoever did this certainly went the extra mile, he thought.

"What do you mean?" Montare asked in response to Maisie's question. What was wrong with trying to strike up conversation at a party? It wasn't like he intended to drug her, as much a some students would probably think. He simply wanted to do something at the party other than use the drugs that Jane had bought. Montare couldn't help but look back over at the small crowd around Jane, beginning to consider risking someone bringing up a certain rumor just to talk with kinder company. Then again, if someone did bring it up, he wouldn't be with kinder company for very long.

Putting his hand back to his side after shaking the newly met Logan's hand. Admiring the firm handshake; most people nowadays shook so lazily. "I don't mind at all. Let me know if you need help with anything else."  Giving off a light smile toward Jane. He really didn't mind having to be the human bottle opener. A lot huh? She didn't look like the heavy drinker type, but than again looks can be deceiving.  "Not in the slightest have you disappointed. It's a really great par..'get-together.' Everyone seems to be having a good time. Well done Jane." D'angelo was impressed on how she was able to organize such an event. Beata didn't really strike him as a 'party school.' Everything was running smoothly, a bit too smoothly..