Foam parttyyy <3

[Aiden Munslow]

Aiden was just in a party mood tonight, which was weird considering he wasn’t a party person, but he felt like he’d been missing out on a bunch of stuff around here. He’d been doing nothing but school work lately and that sucked so he figured why not have a party? A Foam party because he rolled like that. After he and Sonnie had set up everything, well he set up everything she sat in a pool chair playing games on her phone.

He texted people to come to the party since he didn’t have many friends he didn’t think any people would show up, but there was alcohol, so that was a great reason to come. He thought. He was wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and a white t shirt since he was self-conscious of his stomach. Meanwhile Sonnie was sitting in a chair with her feet up playing some game on her phone; she was wearing a red two piece bathing suit. It was an indoor pool so they wouldn’t get too cold.

“Thanks for your help,” Aiden said sitting down next to Sonnie, her hair was braided into a side braided and her bangs instead of going across her forehead in a line were swept to the side. There was music playing, and it seemed like a party was going on except there was no people.

“You’re welcome,” She said with a smirk crossing her lips.

[Baker Atkinson]

A text? For me?

Baker rolled from his bed and onto the floor where his phone was vibrating and emitting the Kim Possible dial tone. A text message! Baker rarely ever got those. People just.. didn't like to text him. When he reached the phone, which was farther than he'd remembered putting it, Baker turned on the screen and started reading. It was a particularly long text.. fuck this thing was like a paragraph. As he lay on his stomach, scrolling and reading, Baker's face turned up into a smile as he got to the end. "A PARTY! A FUCKING PARTY!" he screamed, bouncing to his feet. It was a good thing he didn't live in his Aunt and Uncle's actual house.

As he scurried around looking for something to wear, a thought occurred to him: what the hell was a foam party? He stopped, mid scurry, and thought about it.. finally coming to the conclusion that it was like a giant bathtub. And what better to wear in a bathtub than trunks? Well I mean, nothing would be better. But why on earth would Baker go somewhere naked? That was such a no no.

Whipping off his shirt and pulling down his sweatpants, Baker ran to the opposite side of the room to grab his most neon trunks. They were yellow and under the right light practically glowed. Nodding at his choice, he pulled them on and looked out the window. "October.." he whispered, biting his lip in thought. It would be cold out.

Tank top. That's what I need. All the cool kids wear tank tops.

Slipping his feet into a pair of black and white Nike Jordan's, Baker pulled a white muscle tee over his long torso and grabbed his car keys. Down the stairs he raced, phone in pocket and keys in hand. "I'm goin' to a parTAY. I'm goin' to a parTAY!" he sang as he skipped to the front door of his Aunt and Uncle's house. That was the only inconvenient thing about living in a garage: he always had to go to the house to say goodbye. After doing so, Baker practically sprinted to his car and started for the pool.

Once he'd arrived, Baker parked and headed inside. The place was already jumping. Minus the people. "Hey Aiden," he smiled, slipping his keys into his pocket and letting the lanyard hang out. Like a boss.

[Keisha George]

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Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothing
Keisha opened her eyes, startled, and grabbed her phone. A foam party, it said. Well, it said way more but that was the gist. Did she really want to go to a foam party? At the ungodly hour of 8 o'clock? And having to put on pants?
Sure.
She liked foam parties. They were fun. Better than surprise parties. Or bachlorette parties. So, she put one some clothes, looked into the crapalanche that was her closet, found her super soaker, put on shoes and left. She had no clue where it was, but he left directions! Great!
It took no time at all. She strutted in like the babe she was. (She actually walked in like a normal person, but shhh).
"Hello, Baker, Aiden, Sonnie!" she exclaimed.

[Riley Wilkes]

Foam party? As in a party exclusively dedicated to - foam? Riley's thoughts were this foam themed party until Mark explained to her what it was all about. She wasn't an air-head and soon enough got what the whole thing was. Whatever it was about, it had the word party on it and Riley could never turn down a party. She didn't even plan on what she was going to wear, she didn't even put thought to it.

The girl just took out a red top out of her drawer, white shorts and her neon green Vans out of her closet. Her hair was left down but she put a hair-tie around her wrist for just in case her long, brown locks started to intervene with her face. Riley wasn't wearing make-up, she was going to get foam on her face anyways.

When she arrived to the community pool, Riley looked around in search for someone she knew. She was sure Mark was going to be here but he wasn't in sight. She didn't know who was going to be there because if she had she wouldn't have been so worried of her friend being there or not. However, she did caught sight of Baker and of course she knew him, they were friends.

"Hey! I didn't know you were going to be here!" Riley said, waving slightly as she approached Baker and the others. She looked to the rest and then recognized Keisha. Sometimes she could be a real bat, a very blind one when she was lost and dazed. "Keisha!" she exclaimed, well more greeted but who really even says 'hi' anymore.

[Michael Russel]

A foam party? Now that was something Michael was into! This school had seemed so boring lately, no events, nothing going on, everyone getting pregnant and having babies... it was about time someone had a party. This was Michael's opportunity to be known as someone other than Jonathan Russel's little brother. Not that he didn't have friends or that people didn't know him, just, he wanted to jump at the chance at showing people who he was as a person, differentiate himself from Jon. Nothing bad about that right?

He'd been wearing a black tank originally on the way, though, once he'd arrived at the pool, Michael immediately got rid of it, leaving it over on a beach chair next to his sunglasses, then smiled over when he spotted Sonnie, striding his way over and grinning at his best friend, "Hey there, sweet cheeks," he half-laughed, nudging her lightly, "how's it going?"

[Mark Daniels]

Sure a party the local community pool wasn't exactly the best but it didn't matter where the party was but who was at the party. Of course, Mark wasn't there but he would be soon. And that would matter. When he pulled into the parking lot, he got out grabbed his stunna shades and walked toward the building.

He put his sunglasses on even if it was already a dark room but how did the song go? I wear my sunglasses at night so I can so I can and then something that he didn't remember. But that was at night not indoors silly thing.

"Riley, you beat me to the party." he said approaching the small group gathered there. He then looked to the others and nodded as if greeting them before turning to Keisha and saying, "You two look lovely as always." he moved his arms around the two ladies because they were fab.

[Vinnie Giovanetti]

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Vinnie didn't really know who this kid Aiden was.. but he'd gotten the text as a forward message so if anyone asked, Baker invited him and he most certainly wasn't showing up without a proper invite. There was no way in hell he'd ever miss a foam party. That just sounded like way too much fun.

After finding his most obnoxiously bright colored clothing (a neon orange windbreaker and matching shorts), Vinnie slipped on a pair of white Vans and headed down to the community pool. It was cold and he didn't have a car.. but any time he got to show off his damn fine legs was an opportunity worth taking. He definitely got a couple whistles from passing cars as he strutted down the sidewalk.

Once inside, Vinnie nodded at the place. There was a good handful of people gathered and the music was already making his foot tap. Walking over the crowd, Vinnie put up a hand. "Heyyyy people," he said cutely as he adjusted his headband. "Wassap Baker," he turned to pat him on the back.

[sonnie]

“Sweet cheeks?” She couldn’t help but laugh at his nickname for her, it wasn’t the cute kind of funny either. “Is that the best you got?” She asked, mentally challenging him to come up with a better nickname for her. “Oh yeah it’s going great, I was kind of wondering when all the cool kids were going to show up,” she laughed at Michael, teasing him a little bit with that last comment. She shook her head, putting her phone in the bag under the chair, she wasn’t sure exactly what she was doing here, but at least with her friend, she could figure out something to do.

She didn’t do good around people she didn’t know, and she was an underclassmen so she didn’t know half the people that were at this party, which pretty much meant she figured she was just going to sit in the corner all alone all night. That didn’t sound fun. “I guess the party can start now that you’re here huh?” She half laughed.

[Michael Russel]

"Curly top? Freckles?" Michael tried, then gave out a laugh, taking a seat next to Sonnie and elbowing her, playfully, "I personally like 'Freckles', so I think I'll stick with that," he winked, scoping out the party. He'd never been to a foam party, personally, what were you supposed to even do at those things? And how did you find your way around? Is the point of it just to get wet? He didn't particularly understand, all Michael knew was that it was supposed to be fun, so he figured, why not?

Laughing heartily at her last comment, he nodded, "The party don't start 'til I walk in...!" he said in a sing song voice, rocking from side to side slightly in a little dance.