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Emily
Emily wasn’t quite sure how she ended up on football star Derek Morgan’s couch kissing her best friend.
She hadn’t even wanted to go to this party, Pen had convinced her that it was better than staying home with her mom. She was right but being a second hand invite to a party full of jocks and cheerleaders still wasn’t quite her vibe.
Pen wore a pink dress in contrast to her dark makeup, they’d bonded over goth phases freshman year, her’s had subsided and eventually Emily gave up spiking her hair but she still enjoyed the clothes (if only to avoid shopping with her mother) and the makeup was her favorite. She loved expressing herself with art on her face and pen drawing on her hands and arms.
She’d tried to tone down that for tonight, she’d been studying when Penelope called anyway. Just plain eyeliner and dark lip tint were truly covering her face, she was already quite pale so she hardly had on any white paint (maybe just a little under her eyes to cover up the dark rounds).
Right now however, all that makeup was coming off on Penelope’s lips.
She didn’t know what she was thinking. She’d been hiding in the kitchen when Jennifer Jareau and her stupid boyfriend came in, JJ had kept staring at her. Eventually, she couldn’t take the not so subtle glances from the blonde anymore but when she’d moved to leave JJ stumbled and suddenly Emily’s eyes were struck by JJ’s bright blue eyes.
Her pupils were dilated, she’d dropped a red cup when she stumbled, maybe she was drunk? What took Emily was the intense look behind the blue, she was holding the blonde upright again but even as her feet steadied JJ didn’t let go of Emily’s arms.
That was until Will, aforementioned stupid boyfriend, shoved Emily backwards into the door frame. He told her to stay away from his girlfriend, calling her a lesbian though he spit it out like it was the most vile thing he’d ever had to say.
Emily just backed away, mostly in shock as she watched Will attempt to cradle JJ’s face. Emily only turned once JJ’s blue eyes found hers again, she couldn’t tell if she was apologetic, sympathetic, pleading, or just as angered as her boyfriend. Emily didn’t have time to think over it but was also not able to stop seeing the girl's eyes.
She wasn’t sure where she was walking to, she ran into Derek who handed her a drink. Bad idea, her mind told her but at the moment she was just desperate to stop seeing those eyes. She poured the alcohol down her throat and wandered through the party.
Drink after drink didn’t stop her thoughts of JJ, if anything they may have increased them. That was when she found Penelope on the couch.
She wasn’t sure how anything happened next, but they were both incredibly drunk. Emily could taste the alcohol on her friend’s mouth but she still leaned into the couch kissing Pen over and over and eventually, JJ’s blue eyes left her mind.
However, if she’d known that that momentary peace would lead to such vivid dreams of a different blonde under her mouth that night, maybe she would have just had another drink.