♡ She's shy. He's a socialite. Both are different races. She's a teacher's pet. He's an Instagram star and the most popular guy at Middleton High, along with being the principal's son and has EVERY ONE around him. Diane Moore and Travis Sanchez are...
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30 years ago
USA
Dianna- 19
Tyreik-21
Dianna was exhausted from her lovely week of studying nature. It was the weekend and the perfect one to party! She was out on her own, in her own apartment, and in the last year of college , originally wanting to be a botanist.
She always liked to party and show off as a way to release her stress. She was getting ready as night rose, sliding on a fitting spaghetti yellow satin crop top, white paper bag shorts, and slung her white tennis shoes over her shoulder by their laces. She quickly ties her hair in her favorite curly-loose bun, adding in some flowers at the end.
The young woman did have a figure worth staring at, she loved flaunting it too. Dianna Moore was the most friendliest person anyone could've ever known. She was a popular student at Abott's University, and a few of the locations in town knew her as well-especially because of her love for animals and nature-especially flowers.
She had them EVERYWHERE in her apartment. She loved every flower there was, the vines climbed her bed posts, and on the floor when they overflown the pots they were sitting in. She had succulents, hibiscuses, cactuses, ferns- everything. At least she had a good smelling apartment, it reeked of lavender and roses. She loved talking about nature-every bit of it.
She looked at her self one last time, "Freddy you think this look good on me?" she asks aloud, then looks at the fern that was hanging from the ceiling beside her, then at all the other countless potted plants hanging from the ceiling. "Uhhh....wait which one is Freddy again? Erm, no that one's Jane, and this one is Steffy....eh, oh well. I think you'll like it anyway!" she smiles, caressing the fern's leaves, as they closed up. "Alright, I'll be back in a bit my lovelies!!" she yells aloud as she slips on her white roller skates and pick up her shoes as she rolls out, and closing and locking the door behind her.
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Ah, her favorite place to party at, the club. She noticed the long line, the club was always busy on the weekends. It was a good ten minutes of conversation with a random stranger before she was finally in the club. It was dark inside, with multiple multi-color lights swinging around, a large disco ball twirling from the ceiling.
A mass amount of people dancing their own way, drinks, rubbing against each other. There was a bar as well, which served alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks as well- the place was known for their delicious drinks either way. Dianna pushed her way through, saying hello to a few who noticed her. The atmosphere filled her with excitement, luring her body to groove to the music as she approached the bar and sat herself on a stool.
