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Location: Beverly Hills High
Interacting With: Rex-Money [@lovely complex], Chi-Chi [@foxygen], Coffee Guy, Jadey, Jackson [@Altered Tundra], Weird-Ass Surfer Chick [@Wintergrey]
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Sierra was halfway through her cig when she heard a familiar voice call out a greeting to her: [i]"[color=ffbf00]Heyo, Si-money![/color]"[/i] Looking a handsome as always, Rhett Aspen made his way to where Sierra stood. It was welcome company for the raven-haired girl, as she was getting rather bored and she knew Rhett was hella fun. [color=darkred]"What's up, Rex-Money."[/color] Sierra replied with a smile, putting her cig in her mouth and keeping hold of it with pursed lips as she and Rhett did their special handshake. Back when he was a freshman and she was a sophomore the two had decided that their friendship required something special, and so they had spent hours making up and practicing this handshake until it became second nature to them. Since then, the handshake was Sierra's and Rhett's go-to way of saying 'hello' and 'goodbye'.

Just as they had finished the handshake, a sweaty and breathless Archie Wilhem turn around the corner and said [i][color=92278f][b]"Oh, sweet, it's you."[/b][/color][/i] when his eyes fell on Sierra. 

[color=darkred]"No shit, Sherlock?"[/color] Sierra told Archie sarcastically, nodding in the direction of her ex-boyfriend, who moved closer to listen to the conversation she'd been having with Rhett. [color=darkred]"So what brings you here, Arch?[/color] she asked the gorgeous-eyed male, and got her response when Archie reached over and daintily pulled her cigarette from her lips mid-drag and took a long drag of his own, his own lips now lightly stained with the dark red lipstick she wore. [color=darkred]"Hey, asshole, I was using that![/color]

[color=92278f][b]"You don't mind, do ya?"[/b][/color] he asked quietly.

[color=darkred]"Fuck you.[/color] she said in reply, which Archie knew to take as confirmation that no, she didn't mind. They'd shared more than cigs back when they'd dated, why would something like that bother her now? Not like it was the last one on her pack or anything.

Once the greetings were over, it seemed Rhett couldn't hold back on something exciting he wanted to Sierra. [i]"[color=ffbf00]Coffee guy was totally checking you out! You better believe he thinks you're money.[/color]"[/i]

Sierra narrowed her eyes at her friend. [color=darkred]"Wait, what? Who the fuck are you talking about?[/color] she asked suspiciously, looking in the direction Rhett was pointing to. Her blue eyes fell on a handsome guy sitting by himself by one of the tables, a ridiculously attractive mellow expression on his face. He looked to be tall, with rich caramel brown skin, long brown locks that reached his shoulders, and a matching pair of well-groomed beard and mustache that reminded Sierra of those misunderstood poets of the early 1900's. 

[i][color=92278f][b]"Coffee guy? Who's that? Think he's got a coffee for me?"[/b][/color][/i] Sierra heard Archie chime in, but she kept her narrowed eyes on the young man, examining him. There was something familiar about this guy, and she wanted to know why. It suddenly came to her. [color=darkred]"Wait, isn't that the guy who always sings those sappy love songs with his guitar on every talent show? The way he sings about love makes me throw up, but his voice is on fucking point. Gives me shivers and shit."[/color]

Rhett seemed to take this as encouragement from Sierra to take some action, because the next thing she knew Rhett was bellowing out to the guy: [i]"[color=ffbf00]JASON. MAN. HEYO JASON, COME HERE![/color]"[/i]. 

[color=darkred]"RHETT! What the fuck are you doing?![/color] Sierra spat at her friend, looking at him like he had lost his damn mind. But Rhett wasn't paying attention, because he was still beckoning Jason over. Her disbelieving expression shifted to Archie when she heard him laugh along to Rhett's actions and even go as far as to join him in calling over the guy. [color=darkred]"You two fuckers are unbelievable.[/color] she reprimanded them, shaking her head but with a smirk that told them she was just joking.

[i][color=92278f][b]"Whoa, careful, don't make him more nervous."[/b][/color][/i]

[color=darkred]"Since when are you so concerned with other people's feelings, Chi-Chi?"[/color] Sierra teasingly asked Archie, using her old pet name for him (also a Dragon Ball Z reference she was sure he'd never get) and taking a jab at how she knew he often used people for his own gain without taking much account of their feelings. She didn't say it in a way meant to be insulting, but more like a simple tease. She took a deep pull from her cig before letting it rest on her hand, which Archie took advantage of to another drag by placing his mouth behind her cigarette-holding hand while Rhett wrapped one of his arms around Sierra's waist.

[i][color=ffbf00]You're killin' your hot bod suckin' on that butt.[/color]"[/i] Rhett told her, taking a light jab of his own that Sierra was quick to respond to.

[color=darkred]"Says the free-runner parkourist who's friends with that walking death hazard called Jackson Drake."[/color] she jabbed back, taking another drag of her cigarette and blowing the smoke on Rhett's face. [color=darkred]"We're all gonna die anyway, Rexie. Might as well choose my own poison.[/color]

Sierra had been too busy throwing shade at her friends that she didn't notice that 'Coffee Guy' had actually walked over to join them until she felt him standing right next to her. She then turned her attention to him, cocking her head and pursing her lips. Now that he was up close, Sierra confirmed he was indeed the guy with the killer voice she secretly loved to hear. She'd seen him around school since freshman year, and they might have taken a few classes together (which, if they did, Sierra didn't remember), but that was as far as it went. However, now that Rhett had pointed him out, Sierra couldn't help but think he was damn cute, even if right now he looked like a deer in that short moment that it's caught in the headlights of an incoming car. The young woman gave a mental shrug. Not like she hadn't seen that look in most people who approached her, anyway.

Unfortunately, their little 'party' was interrupted all too soon when unwelcome guests decided to crash before it had even started. At the arrival of that ball of annoyance Jackson asking Rhett why he was 'hogging up all the fun' and the blond surfer chick who didn't know how to speak proper English (two people that truly tested Sierra's short patience), Sierra decided there was too much people around for her taste. [color=darkred]"Oh, no. Fuck this shit. I'm out."[/color] she declared, raising her hands in the air as a sign of defeat.This was supposed to be her quiet happy place, and she had been enjoying said place with Rex, Archie and the eye candy Coffee Guy. But with a growing crowd on the scene, it was best to bow the hell out before anyone decided to push her buttons. 

[color=darkred]"I'll see you around, Arch. And make sure you drink some water, dude, 'cause you look like shit."[/color] she told Archie in her usual combination of concern and blunt honesty while lighting up a new cig and handing it to him. [color=darkred]"I figure you need this right now."[/color] Sierra then did the handshake with Rhett as a sign of goodbye, gave Jade (who had been hanging around near the group but hadn't joined) a cheeky wink and without so much as a glance at the others she turned around to leave.

But after taking three steps away, she remembered there was still a matter left to be taken care of.

Turning around again, Sierra walked back the few steps she had taken. [color=darkred]"[i]You[/i] are coming with me, Coffee Guy."[/color] she told Jason in a commanding voice, a smirk on her face. Before the poor guy could make any sign of confirmation or rejection Sierra had already grabbed him by the arm and begun to lead him in the direction she was going: away from the crowd and even further from the activities assembly. When Sierra thought they had reached a good enough distance that offered them some privacy, she turned around to face him, black and blue waves whipping back at the action.

[color=darkred]"So... Rex-Money back there said you were checking me out. Any truth to his words?"[/color] Sierra asked Jason, raising one of her perfectly arched black eyebrows and crossing her arms in front of her chest, digging her blue eyes onto the young man's chocolate brown ones that reminded her of two mugs of delicious hot cocoa on a cold winter night.