CiCi&Cole ~ Hey there

[Cole McDunna]

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Cole was still a little hungover from the previous night even though it was almost one in the afternoon. Miles had come in his bedroom to make sure that his friend was even still alive. He looked so pathetic laying there like that. One hand under his head, one arm hanging off, one leg sticking out of the covers and a foot dangling off. He looked like he was just going to fall off the bed with the slightest motion or wrong turn. "Dude? Cole, man, get up.." Miles said, shaking Cole's shoulder. Out of being startled and just a natural reflex, he gasped and swung his arm full throttle at the intruder, nailing whoever it was right under his jaw. When Cole realized who it was, he immediately apologized. "Jesus, Miles! I didn't... I told you that if you need to wake me up, get a broom stick or throw a shoe, dumb ass!" He said, laughing as he sat up. His legs felt bare and his chest was cold which meant he was only sitting in his boxers. "You okay?" He asked.

When he was sure that Miles was going to live, Cole pulled himself out of bed and tried to recollect the night. He remembered arriving, taking a few shots to get himself going, seeing Kallie with some young ass kid with perfect hair and a viking hat.. That's when things started to get fuzzy. He remembered that he wanted to go up and dance with Kallie, but now that he was thinking, on his way a blonde girl has stepped too close and he'd bumped into her. Cole remembered apologizing for spilling her drink and offered to make her a new one. He'd seen her around campus, but never really thought about talking to her. She was sweet and funny and oh so incredibly hot.

Cole walked into the bathroom and looked at his reflection in the big mirror. What the fuck was all of this black stuff on his face? When he lifted his arm up, his whole forearm was covered in black smudged sharpie. As he looked closer, he saw that it was a number and a name. He hadn't been able to recall the girl's name that he'd been flirting with all night, grinding on, and trying to keep himself from popping a hard on when she hit him just right. Cici was her name and now that he knew, he thought it matched. Cole got the nerve to send her a text just to show how appreciative he was of her huge writing. She was funny and willing to meet up for some sober fun.
That was a plus, wasn't it?

Once Cole reached the beach, he didn't bother to wait in his air conditioned truck and instead, pulled his tailgate down and sat on that. He had made the right choice to scrub his skin off trying to rid of the sharpie while in the shower, and then actually changing into clean clothes verses just his boxers or worse.. the clothes from last night that smelled like liquor, sweat and God only knows what else. It was a nice day out so he just went with a Ramones cut off and a pair of shorts. He'd even asked Miles whether he should wear 'flippy floppies' or sneakers. Miles said the first, so that meant Cole would go against that and choose sneakers. As he waited for Cici to show up, he pulled out his phone and continued a game that he had been playing the previous day. 

[Cassidy Russel]

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The last thing that Cassidy wanted to do was take off her clothes off and show off her flab in some skimpy little bikini top. Alcohol gave her a false sense of confidence hence why she was able to grind against Cole the previous night without any fear of him finding her to be a disgusting disgrace to the human race. She wished that she could look in the mirror sober and see the same thing that she did when she was wasted. It wasn't like she could just always have some sort of booze on her at all times so she could take a shot whenever she felt insecure or sad. That's exactly how alcoholics are made and she knew that her family history of that was a major risk factor. Her grandfather had died an untimely death due to complications from alcoholism.

Knowing that she shouldn't drink didn't stop her from doing it though - she had a water bottle in her hand filled half full with vodka. She just needed a little liquid confidence.. Just until she felt comfortable around Cole. She had gotten so good at lying over the past few tears that even she believed that a little bit. She could easily convince herself and everyone around her that she actually maintained some level of control in her life. She wasn't the type of person who gave up easily so admitting defeat with this or her eating disorder was the absolute last option. Life or death, right? She just hadn't gotten to that level yet like she had when she was diagnosed all those years ago.

She had her fair share of doubts as she neared the beach. What if he didn't think that she was as attractive now that he wasn't shit faced? Or at least she hoped that he hadn't dropped back a six pack before coming down. Wasn't that a little bit hypocritical since she was currently sipping a bottle of vodka? She figured that was different though.. She could easily hide her's with some strong gum to cover the scent on her breath. She wouldn't exactly be ashamed even if he did notice. She was legal and could make her own damn choices.

"Well look who looks casual as fuck." She commented as she neared Cole. She didn't feel overdressed at all but she hoped that he felt slightly off of his game. She hadn't spent forty-five minutes on her damn outfit for nothing!

[Cole McDunna]

Cole was starting to feel anxious that Cassidy wasn't going to show up. He wouldn't blame her seeing as their previous almost awkward encounter left both of them hot and bothered because he didn't want to spoil a good night and hopefully blossoming friendship between the two. He saw what that kind of thing did to his mother his whole life and that was the main reason that he was like this now. He'd never known his father even though he had always been told things about him and his mother showed him a picture of the man one time with he was ten years old. She always shot him down when he asked where he was or why he wasn't around. Honestly, she didn't want to tell her son that she was the one who left and that Cole's father didn't even know that he existed. Any one of the men that she'd been in relationships with could be his real dad for all he knew. Cole longed to meet the man he wanted to call "Dad." 

He perked his head up when he heard someone approaching him and when he saw Cici looking so damn pretty, he'd forgotten everything that he was thinking and apparently.. how to form a sentence or even speak. "Ah, I.. erm.. you~" Cole let off a nervous laugh and looked down before returning his eyes back on her. "You look beautiful and I agree that I am under dressed." He said, hopping off the tailgate. "Now, surely you're not all dressed up because you were meeting me." Cole stopped about two feet in front of her and was taken by how surprised he was. He remembered a cute girl at the party but he was foul drunk so she could have looked like anything in the morning, right? But she wasn't~ She was drop-dead gorgeous like something out of a movie. Looks weren't everything to him, but it was definitely a big relief.

"I'm sorry.. I just.. Well, I seem to've lost what I was gonna say." He said as he tried to play it off like he meant to be like this. "C'mon, let's take a walk down the pier." Cole gestured, flicking his head to the side. He stuffed his hands deep inside his pockets to hide the fact that he was slightly trembling from both excitement and nerves and every other kind of factor that one could think of. He started to calm down as they walked, the sound of the water swishing against the thick wood underneath them was rather soothing. This pier wasn't nearly as large as some of the others in the area but it had one of his favorite little food shacks on it. He came here a lot with the boys after class or when he just felt like getting some good grub. He wasn't even hungry, really, not still being a little hungover. Food sounded like the devil right now so he passed by all the little places and stands until they reached the end.

"So, Miss Thang.." He started, turning around and resting his back and elbows against the railing. "What should we do on this lunch date?"

[Cassidy Russel]

There was still a part of Cassidy that was stuck in her high school mindset where she was in control of everything and had some sort of power over boys who wanted her. She hadn't felt like this during her entire high school experience as she had fallen victim to guys like Blake Kennedy who only wanted one thing. Senior year had been when she really shined - she was the captain of the cheerleading squad, a shoe in for prom queen and she got anything that she wanted from her parents. It was all thanks to boys like Cole who got nervous around her.. Mold-able boys who she could step on to get her way up in the social world. She didn't intend on using Cole for anything but she sort of assumed that she could if she wanted to. He was sexy as hell and having him wrapped around her finger would only make her look better in the long run. Wasn't that basically the entire reason that she had even been conceived? Her mother wanted to look good, powerful and independent so she had sex with someone that she saw no future with. Sure, she'd been wrong about that and she had ended up marrying the boy but everyone knew that wouldn't have happened if she hadn't gotten pregnant.

"Thank you.... I try very hard." She ran her fingers through her hair and tried to keep her sassy attitude at the minimum. She didn't want to freak him out just yet. He didn't need to know exactly what kind of a person that she was until he was too hung up to even consider just walking away from her. She had this fear of being alone which was why she always had roommates. She'd gone from living at home with a huge family to living in an apartment with friends to finally living in a house with more friends and her sister. She could have done without her sister but it was too late to go back on that one now plus her mother would have an absolute fit if she found out that her daughters were still not getting along. It was almost a shame that she could say that she couldn't live without having Jonie, Ariel, Jeremiah, William and baby Danielle in her family but she didn't feel the same way about Elizabeth. Their personalities just clashed - she didn't want to be the big sister who let her little sister wear her clothes or drive her car like Ellie seemed to expect.

"I don't know... I'm not really hungry. We could just walk around the pier and maybe go down to the sand? I used to do that a lot as a kid like if we were having a bad day or if we just didn't want to be at home then my parents would bring me. My dad would put me up on his shoulders and I felt like a queen. I remember like when I was like ten and I had just started school and there was little girl who was terrible to me and my dad took me actually to this beach and we walked around for awhile until I felt better. Things didn't seem so bad after that." She wouldn't be saying this if she was thinking more clearly. She sometimes forgot that not everyone had her kind of family or her upbringing. "The beach is just like one of those really special places to me because I have so many great memories with my parents and my siblings. I even have super wonderful memories of the beach with Dallas because he used to..." She stopped short of what she was going to say when she realized that he probably didn't really give a shit about what her life was like when she was younger.

"Sorry for that... I just got a little caught up in what I was saying.." She wasn't sure how to make up for that little rant that she'd taken them on. "Why don't you tell me about your family since I've probably bored you to tears with stories about mine?"