You're Sleeping In Louis Vuittons Bodybag -Kayla-

[Unwyn Zain Lestrange]

Unwyn had been invited by a couple kids to a bonfire over by the Lake, it was from when the sun went down to when Curfew happened. That way they couldn't get into trouble, him being a prefect he decided to go. Just in case they thought that the curfew didn't apply to them because they had a prefect there, they would be mistaken he was willing to turn that thought into something that related to a bad nightmare.
He thought that a bonfire would be as good as any for his hunting grounds, he could find someone to fuck as he eloquently put it. He had left the castle just before the sun had set and set out to the lake where the party was being held. He had a bottle of firewhiskey, some weed, and his cigarettes as he sauntered down to the lake. He thought about how he had managed to get to Durmstrang by persuasion and smirked, that stupid caregiver that had been assigned to him and Eyan when their parents had been arrested had no idea of what kind of powers Eyan and Wyn had. So Wyn had put him under the imperius curse and made him send Wyn to Durmstrang so he could be closer to his brother.
He thought as he got to the fire, Hey Eyan, I'm going to that bonfire party...not all of us have little buddies on command...don't wait up. He gave a mysterious smile as the other students surrounded him and patted him on the back and what not. He didn't pull away, although he wanted to. When a young girl tried to hug him he slapped her and hissed though his teeth, Don't you dare fucking touch me. You pathetic girl. He then smiled at the rest of the group and they all cheered and smiled at him, the girl he slapped had begun to cry but everyone ignored her. He went and sat on a log by the fire and pulled out his weed and rolled a joint.
He lit it up and inhaled, letting the sweet smoke fill his lung, he had been smoking since he was 13 when his brother had given him his first joint so the effects just gave him a nice calm. He opened his bottle of firewhiskey and took a swig of it before his attention was turned to a new girl who had just joined that party. He gave her a mysterious grin before hitting his joint again.

Muse-ic:: Louis Vuitton's Bodybag -- Jeffery Star
Word Count:: Good
Out Of Character:: He see's her.
For:: Kayla

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[Kayla Sommers]

Outfit

While relaxing in her dorm, Kayla had recieved a invitation to a bonfire going on at Gjende Lake. Since she had nothing better to do and was completely bored out of her mind, not to mention horny as heel she decided why not go to the bonfire, get totally pissed and get laid. It would definitely help her forget about her past for a few hours. Plus for some reason she couldn't stop thinking about Jack. She didn't know why but she couldn't get him off her mind. Maybe it was because he had wanted her safe, and out of the way of whatever he was involved him. It was something different, usually people just didn't give a shit about her. Anyway, Kayla had just got out of the shower and was making her way over to her bed. She had decided on a sexy outfit as she had wanted to get laid tonight. She went with a short black skirt, revealing her long slender legs and a tight fitting red cami that showed her curves.

Once her outfit was on she moved onto her hair and make up. She towel dried her hair, and run a brush through it. Once she was done it was in soft waves that framed her face perfectly. She put on a light layer of make up and then pulled on her shoes. She was now ready. Kayla didn't really pay any attention to who was around her and what not, but she vaguely remembered hearing wolf whistles. Still Kayla ignored them and walked down to the lake. When she arrived the bonfire was roaring and people were standing or sitting around drinking. It seemed like everyone was having a good time. Kayla walked over to where the drinks were and grabbed herself a bottle of wine. If she was going to get drunk quickly then wine was the way to go. For her anyway.

Kayla went and sat on a log, away from the crowd that was gathering around a guy who she had never met. She raised her eyebrows slightly when he slapped a girl for some reason but Kayla didn't care. Maybe a year ago she would have and gone over to help the girl, but no one gave a shit about her so why should she care about anyone else. Kayla popped the cork on the bottle of wine, the cork firing into the fire, which made her smirk. As she crossed one leg over the other she took a long sip of wine and finally relaxed. As Kayla got comfortable on the log, she glanced around and saw the guy who slapped a girl giving her a mysterious grin. She gave him a smirk and then turned her attention back to the fire.

[Unwyn Zain Lestrange]

Unwyn smoked the rest of his joint before taking the girls smirk as an invitation. He stamped out his joint and looked at the people drinking around him chatting. He had never expected to be so popular at a school so fast. At Beuxbatons he was feared, revered as the dark prince of Salazar. Not to many people here knew how evil he could truly be. He looked over at the girl he had slapped earlier and smirked, they probably thought that he was a bit of a jerk but he would have his way with the girl who thought she was entitled to hug him later.
Now however he returned his focus to the young lady in the red cami and black skirt. He took a swig of his firewhiskey and sauntered over to the girl. He sat down next to her and said, Nice shot with the cork earlier. He took another sip and handed his flask to her. You look down and out. Need something stronger. You'll get drunk faster. He placed his free hand on her upper thigh and moved it up slowly, teasing her. You'll need it if you want to get through the night.
He dug his fingernails into her thigh a little tightly and drew a little blood. He pulled his hands away and looked at his fingernails. He inhaled it slowly and licked it before looking back at her. My my you look really nice. He grinned at her then said, If you want we can sneak off into the woods. He licked his lips slightly before smirking.

Muse-ic:: Louis Vuitton's Bodybag -- Jeffery Star
Word Count:: Good
Out Of Character:: Sexy twisted fucker.
For:: Kayla

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[Kayla Sommers]

As the boy sitting across from her smoked, she could smell the familiar scent of weed blow over her as the wind carried it. Maybe she would have abit of fun tonight. She didn't know and she didn't really care. Kayla took another long swig from the bottle of wine and swallowed it. She noticed the boy look at her again and it was only a matter of time before he would be approaching her. The girl who he had slapped had stopped crying now, but she was rubbing her cheek and sitting by herself, hunched over slightly as if she wanted to be left alone. Kayla knew that feeling all to well.

Right on cue, the guy stood up and walked over to her. Kayla watched he approached her and had to admit that he was bloody skinny. Probably as skinny as she was. Kayla didn't eat much, maybe once a day and even then it wasn't a proper meal. Once he had sat down he spoke, complimenting her on her skill with the cork. He offered her his flask and she took it, taking a long sip. Firewhiskey, she could feel it burning the back of her throat but it was a hell of alot stronger than wine. "Thanks."

[/color] She said, handing him the flask back to her. She felt his hand on her thigh and move up her leg. Kayla glanced down and then looked back up at him. She didn't really understand by what he meant when he told her she would need it to get through the night.

Kayla was about to ask him but he dug his fingernails into her leg, drawing blood and caused her to groan as the pain shot up and down her leg. Kayla flinched, her natural reaction to pull away, but his grip on her leg was too tight for her to pull away. So, like she did when her brother used to beat her, she accepted it. Kayla frowned as he inhaled the blood and then licked his fingers clean. Was he a vampire? Kayla didn't think so, so why was he drinking her blood? "Fine."[/color] Kayla said when he asked her if she wanted to sneak off into the woods. She stood up and stepped over the log and began walking off into the woods, looking at the boy over her shoulder as she walked.[/blockquote]