(( I'm sorry I'm kinda brain dead.))

Angela was glad Link finally pulled her out of the situation. Yet, what was the point of just walking up to a room? Angela looked up at Link and wondered what he was thinking. Until the door bashed open a two drunk friends of his barged in. "Hey, you love birds! It's not right to use someone's room!" One burped and the orbs one laughed as he walked towards Link and Angela. She could only quickly move out of the way. "Gross pigs...." Angel started to head for the door back to the first floor.

(Hahaha. I pick good times to.check)

Link watched his friends make themselves look like royal doughnuts holes. Luckily, the finger is a pretty universal symbol, so why not put it to good use? Link smiled rosily as he locked the door from inside then closed it, flipping off his bestest buddies. He promptly heard them converse about trying to get the door open. He followed Angela down the stairs, and out to the porch to get some air, " Sorry. This was kind of a bust." they had arrived just in time for the part of a party where everyone is either faded, or drunk up to their ears. He looked at her and smiled apologetically, " Wanna dance?" he asked. There where still a couple semi sober people on the livingroom floor, moving to the music. If they weren't gonna leave or socialize they might as well do something.

(( aha cool!))

Angela continued down the stairs and onto the dance area. She looked at him like he was crazy. Angela was a clumsy kid, she had always was. She laughed at a memory. Link might have thought she was crazy, but Angela grabbed his arm and started to dance. The music was upbeat but she didn't understand the lyrics. She looked at the other dancers. They looked like dolls their faces were empty or drunk. It seemed like forever that they were on the dance floor. Until the cd started to repeat from the first song she heard when they first came in. Angela could only wonder what time it was. Her feet started to hurt and so did the cuts. Guess the pill wore off and the pain was kicking in again.

Link smiled, following her onto the dance floor. And they danced forever. He hadn't had so much fumbled at a party in a long, long time. By the time he relied that his feet where starting to hurt, and he was lightly sweating, he also caught sight of the fact that everyone was passed out somewhere, and they where the last people even standing, as well as the fact that it was late o'clock. He stretched out his back, then looked down at Angela. He noticed her grimace lightly and remembered it was probably time for another pain pill. He reached into his back pocket and handed her a small zip lock bag with abfew inside. The music was still loud so he held up one finger and mouthed the word, one. He didn't know what they where, but he was instructed to only give her one, so that probably meant they where ridiculous. He grabbed her hand, and lead her tword the disgusting kitchen, but at least he could clearly hear the ringing in his ears. He went into the fridge, and pulled out a bottle of water, handing it to her.

He took a seat on a barstool sitting front of the island. He ran his hand through his hair. Maybe coming hadn't been such a bad idea after all. He gazed blankly at her pink curls, lost in thought.

Angela hadn't paid much attention to what was going around them until her body finally stopped dancing. As did Link. They were the only two who weren't smash drunk or passed out somewhere. She could only find it sort of funny. She watched him take out a bag and only took one. She popped it into her mouth but didn't swallow. Until they got into the kitchen and had a water bottle. Putting the bottle to her lips she took her a few sips and finally the huge pill went down. She got a slight after taste and shook her head. Holding out the water bottle to Link to see if her wanted any. When he took it she hopped up on the counter and laid he head in her hands. Until she caught Link gazing at her pink curls.

You could almost hear the elevator music playing in his head. When she moved he snapped out of his trance, and he closed his eyes as his vision focused. He find when the blur was gone that she was staring back at him. He looked at her for a moment then smiled sheepishly, something he was not accustomed to doing. He turned his head to the water bottle sitting on the counter. He grabbed it and took a long drink draining the bottle. Silence settled over them like a blanket. He looked around at the different elements of the kitchen. The mansion wasn't as big as his own home, but it was nice. He looked back at her, realizing that he was feeling that Sensation again but it wasn't as faint as it had been before, " You wanna jet?" he asked, trying to distract himself and squash the feeling.That

She smiled back at him when he gave her a smile. She hopped off the counter and went to the fridge for another water bottle as he finished the last one. The silence filled the emptyness of the room. She choked on air because restating what he had just ased her. "Do I wanna jet?" She coughed. Angela thought he was just joking and really didn't know what to say or what he meant. Angela poked him and chuckled. "Are you okay? Did you swallow what was in your cup?" She joked. Angela felt the need to keep the mood light. It was only time she had actually seen Link smile. A real smile too. She looked out the door frame to the party which was now pretty much dead. She leaned against it and took a sip of the water. Looking over her should she laughed, "Your friends sure know how to throw a party..."

Link couldn't help but look at her funny. He watched as she crossed the room for another water bottle, " Jet, scram, leave." he said. Link didn't even own his own jet. Yet. He poked her back, then walked over to the door and leaned on the frame, " The dangers of underage drinking." he said wagging his finger at her. Then he grimaced lightly, " At least they're not naked. . ." he said. That was a very interesting get together. He grimaced again then heard footsteps. He leaned out of the door. His eyes widened, " Oh my God. Cover you eyes!"he ran to the other side of the room as his two drunken friends he locked in the bedroom, entered into the kitchen, looking merry and quite natural in their natural state. Link didn't waste time. He grabbed Angela and ran straight out the house. Partys over. He ran then collapsed into laughter on the cold lawn with Angela ontop of him. He was laughing so hard he was crying.

Angela shook her head as he gave her a funny look. "Oh sorry...I didn't really of think of it like that. Now, I feel like an idoit, thanks!" She sai dplayfully rolling her eyes at him. Angela poked him once again. His next comment made her burst into laughter. "Oh that just made my day...night." She said nearly having to wipe the tears from her eyes. Angela coveredher eyes with one hand and ran out the door with Link until they fell and she was ontop of him and he was d ying with laughter. She didn't actually happen to see what he had seen though. Were they naked like Link had commented? It ran through her mind and she stared with a question like face. Rasing an eyebrow she started to laugh him. The laughter encased them like a glass bottle of happiness.

( Lol that's so cute. A little.glass bottle of happiness)

He blinked away the tears, rubbing his eyes. He sat up then helped Angela up before looking back atthe door. He grinned, then headed silently back to his car. Happiness wasn't the only thing in Links bottle, and he wished he could pour that sensation right out. He opened her door, and got in, sinking into the seat, pulling up his jacket above his nose, till only his eyes where visible. He glanced at heathen sat up and put the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life and he pulled out from the curb. He glanced at the dashboard clock. It was late. He yawned, knowing he was going to sleep well into the morning. He drove on and pulled into the garage. He got and began tword the door, then stopped to wait for her.Door

Angela got up and got to her feet. Getting into the car and sinking into the car seat. The heater engulfed the two of them like a non existing fire. She closed her eyes leaned back. What seemed like a blink of an eye they were back in the mansion garage and having to get back inside. Angela slowly crawled out of the car and followed Link inside. Creeping up the stairs and into her room she stopped in front of her bed and quickly skipped to Link's room and whispered, "Good night." She hurried back to her room and plopped on to her bed. The darkness covered her like a comforter.

The morning sun broke through her window and her to her face. Angela rolled over and looked at her clock. It said 2:08pm. She looked at funny. Then realized she had slept the day away. Angela curled in a ball in her comforter and closed her eyes again. It must only be a dream she thought.

Link watched as she cutely slipped back and forth. Wait. . . Cute? Where did that come from? He closed the door and flopped onto the bed. It was time to absolutely sleep. He would sleep and sleep till the end of time.

Link woke up at around the same time that Angela did. He looked around the room. Sunlight filled it. He stretched but didn't get up. He roles over and closed his eyes.
(epic fail)

((aha !))
Angela rolled in her bed for some odd reason he wouldn't get out of her head. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to fall back asleep but it was to bright. She grumbled and slowly got out of bed and into the bathroom. After a quick shower Angela was once again dressed patting her damp pink hair. She ran her fingers through it. Time didn't want to pass today. That was how it always worked at a party. During time flies. After it just slowly continues. Angela looked up at her door and could only wonder if Link was up.

Link stumbled into the bathroom not so gracefully and looked into the mirror. He was not cute right now, and he felt the intense need to look his best. He turned on the shower and stripped, throwing his close onto the counter, forgetting they shared a bathroom. Last but not least he called up his boxers, and shot them into the sink. He walked stepped intothe warm water and proceeded to shower. After he was done, the boy stepped out and grabbed his town, them exited the bathroom. After getting dressed, he swung around and knocked on Angelas door to see of she was as famished as he was.Done

Angela looked up when she heard a knock at her door. SHe got up from her bed and opened it. Smiling to see who it was. "Morning." She smiled. Even though it wasn't even morning anymore. It was more hitting the afternoon. She looked at herself. Her hair was still wet and she looked like crap compared to Link's beauty. She felt kind of sad about it. She put a hand through her hair and ask, "What do you want to do today?" She said. There was a different feeling in the air. It was like a sealed feeling just waiting to burst out. Angela blew that out of her mind.

Contrary to what Angela thought, Link couldn't stop himself from gazing at her wet pink curls. He considered her question then it hit him, "Right nowwe eat, but we have to go shopping. My parents are hosting a wine tasting thingy."he said. The memory of the previous day worked its way back to the edge of his mind, but he actively squashed it, along with whatever kept making him feel so funny. This just wasn't normal. Being a home schooled child, he nevere really got the feelings that he unfortunately recognized where looming. What they where he didn't know. He had to remind himself that her main purpose was to be a lap dog of sorts. He turned and headed down the hall, focusing intently on the deep red carpet.

Angela stuck her tongue out. Wine tasted disgusting. She remembered when her mother let her try it and Angela ended up spitting the drink at her mom on accident. Though she nodded slipping past Link. What was that smell? Perfume? She headed down stars and looked behind her to see if he was going to follow. She stopped at the last step and watched as his family was already sitting down and beginning to eat. All of the sudden Angela had lost her taste. The man that beat her at the end of the table and the girl who caused right beside him. She shuddered slightly and wanted Link to hurry up and pick up his pace so they could get out of here.

Link walked behind her at a leisurely pace. When he saw her expression, he walked and looked over the first step. He pointed in the direction of the garage. If she felt uncomfortable, he would take her out to eat. He tiptoed over to the garage door quietly. Effortless. One perk about being the black sheep, was that you wherent always expected to attend every breakfast or meal. He opened the door and closed it behind her. Not even a couple seconds later they where on the road," What do you feel like?" he askedn
(maybe there could be some drama/ violence at the wine tasting? Get the posting lengths longer?)

((Sounds like a plan))

Angela nodded and quickly ran to Link's former place and went to the garage. She hopped into the car they had taken yesterday and put on her seat belt. Shivering against the cold seat. Backing out of the garag they were quickly on the roah. Link had asked her what she wanted to eat. "Anything you want to?" She said. SHe wasn't a picky eater. Angela would eat almost anything as long as iit wasn't corn or sweet potatoes. Angela's eyes lead her mind to the world outside the car. Wondering what her family was doing at that very moment. To be honest, Link never spoke about his family and why they were so distant from one another. Except telling on each other to get into trouble.

" How about some corn cakes?" he asked (HAHA) Link knew a particular place that made the most sweet chewy corn cakes. His mouth began to water thinking about it. Link drove and parked in an open parking lot. Tents lined the edges, and the smell of food wafted in from every direction. It was like a giant food court. He reformed his duties as a semi gentleman, then headed in the direction of his favorite tent.
( I am so ashamed of this little post)

Angela raised an eyebrow. She had never even heard of corn cakes. She wanted to ask what it was but she just turned and didn't want to look him in the eye. Within minutes the two arrived at a place lined up with tents. It sort of reminded ANgela of a carnival. Yet, underneath th tents were games or rides. She got out and followed Link to the tent. His eyes seemed to be glowing with happiness. Note to that, Link's favorite food was corn cakes.The lady at the table smiled at the two. She was an older woman and seemed to known Link.
"So what shall it be? The usual?" She asked him. He had nodded and Angela watched as the lady disappeared. She put her elbow on the table and rested her head on her hand. In a minute she was there handing him what looked like a funnel cake but it did smell different. She sniffed and closed her eyes. QUickly opening them hoping Link didn't see what she did.