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"Excuse me, what?"

Alli knew that she would most likely get wet. Acacia probably had a secret agenda to make everyone at the picnic soaked. Just look at all the water balloons and water guns! She even brought over a dunk tank for crying out loud. Frankly, the history teacher was surprised that there wasn't a sprinkler or a pool or something. Alli was thankful that she wasn't wearing white, even if black absorbed heat. She had almost put on a white shirt though, that would've been bad. Even though most of the male teachers were homosexual, the students probably weren't. Alli didn't need her top to be see through because it got wet. Again, that would be very, very bad.

Maybe it was the fact that her black outfit absorbed heat, or the fact that she had observed many people becoming victims of the dunk tank, but Alli became more aware of the rising temperature. She flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder as she felt a breeze, albeit a warm one. The hem of her dress ruffled and fluttered, as she looked upon the students having fun with a small smile of her own. The dunk tank was an idea that even the party girl wouldn't have come up with, but it definitely looked like it was effective!

She wasn't sweating yet, but Alli was just about to fan herself when she felt cold water splash upon her. She jumped up into the air with a surprised yelp, as the cold water seeped through her clothing. Cold! The wet portion of the fabric clung to her skin, outlining her lithe frame.

"Oh it's fine," Alli dismissed Liam's apology with a wave and a chuckle. "I'm sure that I would've gotten wet sooner or later, and thankfully, it's just water. It'll dry out soon, especially because it's so hot out!"

"Nice to see you again Liam, just Alli is fi--AH!"

At that moment, Jaycen came barreling into the fray, lifting her up and crushing her to him. The former cheerleader let out a giddy peal of laughter as he spun her, holding on for dear life, even though she knew that he wouldn't drop her. It took her a moment or two to regain balance after he set her down though the spinning made her a tiny bit dizzy!

"I know, I know, I know Jay Pup, it's been far too long since last time!" She giggled, poking Jaycen's forehead. "It's been a whole 17 hours!" Alli wasn't sure of the actual number of hours that have passed since their last meeting, but it was something like that. She had popped by his place last night, just to inform him that she thought that they should go play paintball. These things were important, and couldn't just be communicated over a text!

"Oh?" Alli raised her eyebrow at Jay's question. "The puppy wants a pet puppy? Hmm... A golden-lab mix does sound adorable." A small smile appeared as she imagined Jaycen with a puppy. "If you really want a puppy, you could get one! You might be a little spacey sometimes, but I think that you won't forget to take care of the puppy. And I'll always be around to help if you need a hand!"

When Jaycen turned to address Liam, Alli suddenly remembered that she was wet still. She had her bathing suit on underneath, maybe she should just take it off...?

"Beware the siren's call."

Don't look so pissed off Yuki, you'll scare everyone away. That being said, who was she supposed to talk to? She didn't know anyone but her roommate, who would probably be high sooner or later. There were some brownies on her plate, and Yuki had smelled some traces of marijuana in their dorm. Ew. Couldn't Alice at least find some other place to bake pot brownies? The smell lingered, and even a minute amount was irritating to Yuki. She didn't want to smell bad at all.

When August flashed a smile towards her, Yuki returned it with a radiant one of her own. He was kind of cute, for an American, anyway. It was a look that you didn't see much in Japan. There were a lot of natural blondes here, that was a strange sight to see. Yuki arrived in America only a little while before, and she was still getting used to everything. Like, what were they doing with that large container of water, and dropping people into them? She believed that she had seen similar things on TV--she wasn't involved of course, even when she was on that program--but what was it doing here? This is what Americans considered partying? Weird.

When a cold stream hit Yuki, she let out a cry of surprise, whipping around to see what happened. And what did she see? A boy smirking at her, holding a large water gun in his hands.

Son of a--

"Uh... Yeah, it's fine?" Yuki replied with a tilt of her head. Bull. Shit. There was no fucking way that he wouldn't see her, he was only a few meters away. Why the fuck would you do that?! You ruined Yuki's sweatshirt... Okay, maybe it's not that expensive, but it's adorable, okay? How are you going to compensate for that?

Regardless, the Japanese idol put on her winning TV smile as she replied, "Yeah, I'm new here. This is my first time in America, actually. Nice to meet you, I'm Sakurai Yukiko. I go by Yuki though." You goddamn son of a bitch, it wasn't nice to meet you, especially since you shot her with a water gun. Yuki didn't like that grin on his face, it reminded her of someone she really didn't want to think about. Ugh. Fuck you. Stop making Yuki think about that person. And she only went by Yuki because people wouldn't be able to pronounce her name. How hard is it, to pronounce her name? Fucking Americans.

She didn't display any of her inner irritation though, she simply looked excited to be here. For now, Yuki was emitting her "shy girl" aura. This was her first day, she wouldn't charge in with her outgoing persona. She would let people come to her, and allow them to show her around to reinforce the idea that she's innocent and to implement the 'damsel-in-distress' image of herself.

Damsel in distress. Hah. Yuki could handle herself. But the others didn't need to know that.

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