we all live in a yellow submarine {olivia nichols}

[xylander]

Xylander was all over the place with alcohol in hand. He didn't remember where he was but he didn't care either. He was having the time of his life even though he had no idea what the hell he was doing. His head was up in the clouds. It was probably a good thing Xy had somewhat of a memory when he was drunk. He hadn't done anything inappropriate with any of the girls or boys here. He was being loyal to Brooke Davis. As of right now, he was dancing around with some random girl. He wasn't letting her fall all over him but he was dancing with her. Lights were flashing and music was blasting through Xy's nonsensitive ears. He didn't care for the music that was playing but it wasn't his choice and he didn't care at all right now. All he knew was he was having fun. He finished off his alcoholic drink that he couldn't name because he was so wasted. He spun the girl and she turned green which made him let go so she went spinning into some other guy which made her puke on the other guy. Xy cracked up laughing just because the other guy had a face of pure surprise.

Xy grinned and immediately had another girl trying to dance with him. He went with it and danced with her too. She was trying to fall all over him but he easily got away from her, covering it up by dancing away from her. He realized that his alcoholic drink was all gone and he made a pouty face for a minute before deciding he'd find his way to the... What was it called? What was the place with the refills? He couldn't figure out what it was called which bothered him but there was nothing he could do. That was what happened when one was wasted away such as Xylander Johnathon Hyrnek. He made his way to the room with alcoholic drinks and immediately put something in his cup, not bothering to ask what it was. Personally, Xy didn't care what it was as long as it had alcohol and put him in a happy mood again. Happy, happy, happy. What was a song that went with happy? Pocket Full of Sunshine! He liked that song...

Xy found his way back to the room with a huge TV and found that people had gotten the Wii out and were playing it. Xy grinned a drunken smile and some of his drink sloshed out of his cup. He looked at his drink for a moment and then put it down so he could play some...Super Smash Brothers Brawl! He grinned and grabbed a remote out of someone's hand just pressing random buttons. His little character attacked somebody and then went flying off the age out of nowhere. Xy frowned and said, "WHO KILLED ME?!" Someone laughed and he heard mumbling with the word 'wasted' caught in the middle of the mumbling. Xy lost his game and he made a weird growling sound. He heard laughing and that changed Xy's already weird mood to weird happy. He laughed right along with the people before wandering off to find something else to do. He kept himself entertained for the rest of the night by playing drinking games and then found the people were being forced off the grounds. Xy pulled out his keys, deciding he was going to have to drive home but some random guy pulled them out of his hands and told Xylander he could come get his car tomorrow. He groaned and pulled his phone about after calling the guy a dumbass. He tried to call Brooke but she didn't answer. He tried to call numerous people even those people he didn't like.. There was one last person on his contact list...

Olivia. Xy bounced his leg whilst he stood there trying to get a hold of her. Maybe she wouldn't be drunk tonight like he was and come get him... He looked sadly at his flashy, orange Ferrari and sighed. He heard an answer and said in a slurred voice, "thisdickheadwon'tletmedrivehome..comegetme." He didn't care how horrible he sounded. He then proceeded to sit on the porch with a drink that, of course, had alcohol in it and blew bubbles in it with a straw he'd been given. After he got bored of blowing bubbles for quite a while he began to sing Poker Face.

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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 877 words short. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to who else is in this thread. this picture of perfection is totally complete/incomplete. in the end i just say this notes?. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[olivia haylee nichols]

and so there's a change in your emotions

all of these memories come rushing
like feral waves of your mind
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If there was ever an appropriate time to say "FML", this was definitely it for Olivia. Jordan Michaels, one of the hottest guys on the football team was having his annual mid-season party and Olivia was missing it. Marley, her freshman sister, was going completely nuts. She was on her "OMG Grandma's coming and I have to pretend like I care about things..." mode. Currently, she was looking up current world issues from the Yahoo homepage. Liv was past the fake caring point; they mostly talked about SATs, college, and Liv's love for jewelry and fashion and how it wasn't going to get her anywhere in life which is why she should stick to English or Psychology. "Everyone's going crazy now, and shrinks get paid well." was the ever-present reasoning behind Grandma Annie's desire for Liv to be a Psychologist.

Mom, Dad, and Marley had all ditched their normal attires and put on more 'respectable' or at least 'conservative' outfits. Her dad wore a semi-formal suit instead of his khaki pants, Mom wore a dress with black tights and boots- something she might have worn to a house show or something, Marley had on a white t-shirt under a gray button up sweater and a long beaded necklace and skinny jeans, while Liv sported just the skinny jeans and a sweatshirt with a pair of matching blue keds. Everyone looked kind of out of place, even in their own living room. But Grandma Annie was only here for three days and they could live without the name brand bedazzled clothes for a while. Personally, Liv didn't care too much about the clothes for once, but that she was missing one of the biggest parties of the season (the one that everyone talked about for weeks) and there was no way she was going to hear the end of it, litereally.

After what seemed like hours of preparation, Grandma Annie came in and immediately started complaining about the plane, and the delays, and how they just 'don't take care of an old woman like they used to' etc. Liv helped her mom make dinner while Marley and Dad entertained her with the stories of their lives. Everyone knew how Grandma Annie felt about cheerleaders, and since Liv was one, she avoided as many conversations as she could rather than lying about being in sports, or the AV club or something. It was pasta with tomato or meat sauce with butter and cheese, and garlic bread and salad on the sides. Fortunately Annie could find nothing wrong, for once, with the family's cooking and rather enjoyed her meal. Promptly after dinner though, she excused herself to bed, even though it was only 8:30. "Oh old women, they do what they want and nobody can stop them." Liv thought as she headed up to her room.

She hadn't even noticed how the time had passed while she was rotating back and forth between her facebook news feed and tv shows she'd missed during the week and online shopping for a potential Charity Ball dress. Marley came in a couple times looking for extra eyeliner that Liv didn't use anymore, but most of it was pretty small, or the wrong color. Liv was basically jolted out of her technological trance by her phone vibrating under her foot. "Hello?" She'd barely gotten the word out before whoever it was on the other end had started talking in one big giant slurred mess. Oh duh, Olivia hadn't checked the Caller-ID, but now that she did she realized it was Xander. "Okay, I'll be there soon. Keep your phone on." Liv said into the phone. Of coures, he was drunk off his ass and wasn't going anywhere. But she couldn't help but be jealous of him. After all, he was at Jordan's party and that was at least three steps ahead of Olivia. At least Jordan's house wasn't far and within fifteen minutes, she had parked on the side of the street, found the house, and walked up to the front door. "Woah, Liv why are you just now getting here? It's like almost over..." The guy at the door was a friend of hers, sorta. Just another party goer basically. "Grandma's in town...I'm looking for Xylander...seen him lately?"

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you're lost in the haze of the wine

TAGGED: xanderito / xylander!
WORD COUNT: to be determined
OUTFIT: an evening with grandma...and drunk xy?!
LYRICS: sometime around midnight -- airborne toxic event
NOTES: sorry this took so damn long...>.<

[xylander]

Xylander was in really bad shape. He was singing and pretending to be a spy at the same time, walking back in the host's house. He was currently trying to roll around on the floor without being seen even though every eye was on him. He heard some laughter but didn't register. Xy's brain had decided that the laughter was at some other guy. He was in a room full of the enemies and he had to not be seen by any of them or he'd get blown up or some other form of torture would happen. He heard his name, how could he have possibly been recognized? How the hell did they see him? He sighed unhappily but decided that maybe they were just trying to call him from his hiding place. Maybe they were just trying to scare him from his hiding spot so that they could do various forms of torture to figure out where he was from and what he was doing there. Xy had already decided that he worked for the French Secret Service and that these guys were the bad guys trying to blow up France. Xy was the only guy who could stop them but first he needed information. So far all they were doing was playing guitar hero which was not useful information on blowing up France. Xylander was hiding behind the couch waiting for his information. He needed the special information.

Suddenly arms were being wrapped around his arms and Xy was freaking out. He panicked and lashed his foot backward because he'd been caught. What super spy was able to get caught? He heard his name muttered but he couldn't believe it. How in the world had they caught him hiding behind the couch? He was pretty small and it wasn't hard to keep well out of sight behind it. He didn't understand what was going on but he heard lots of 'calm down's. He yelled out and turned around, seeing......Who was that? Oh, it was Jordan Michaels! What was Jordan doing here trying to blow up France? What did Jordan have against France?! Xylander tried to turn around to lay him a punch because he wanted to teach the guy a lesson but somebody grabbed his shoulders. He now had two people trying to keep him under control and he tried to lash out with his feet but suddenly he was being lifted up and taken to the door, where he saw Olivia. He wanted to blow up and call her a traitor. He did growl though. He was still being restrained by two guys and Xylander felt like a criminal even though it was these people who were the bad guys. Now that Xylander was caught, France was for sure going to be nuked and there was nothing Xy could do. He looked at Olivia with black in his eyes and slurred, "Why did you betrayyy me? That was meannn."

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He heard more laughter but Xy slumped against Jordan. He knew what was coming for him, torture and then it slowly came back to him. He'd called Olivia to come pick him up because these guys were making him leave the party. Or was that a fake memory like in the science-fiction books? Were they pretending that he'd been in a party to calm him down? Suddenly, Xy had a deep headache and he moaned at the pain of it. He was now confusing himself and he just wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep. There was a sudden burst of energy and he pulled himself away from his captures and wrapped his thin, snaky arms around Olivia. "Thank you so so so so so so.........." His sentence never finished because his face had fallen on Olivia's shoulder snuggling her for a minute before pulling away. "You're my bestest friend Livia. My bestest friend in the whole world." It was important that she know this information, very, very important. Xy knew she needed it even though he didn't know for sure why.
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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 877 words short. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to who else is in this thread. this picture of perfection is totally complete/incomplete. in the end i just say this notes?. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[shane]

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