A Big Mistake

[Danny]

Danny was going through alot of stress in his life so he decided to get way to hammered... which ended up to big one huge mistake. He was so drunk he was talking to Harley telling her about all his problems; school, girls, etc... so he decided to take a drive for who knows what reason. Sometimes he thinks so he could go tell Rachel how he feels.... but he ended up going wat over the speed limit. He was wearing his black shirt and A&F jeans with vodka in the car smoking a cigerette, he pushed down harder on the gas and the speed odomiter read; 98mph in a 45mph speed zone. Of course soon enough he had cops on his ass so he eventually got a headache from the sirens so he pulled over wanting to beat there ass.

They ran up to his truck, broke his window and pulled him out with him twisting and turning. He spit in there face yelling at them to never touch them again and when they flipped him on his stomache on the car he swung around and nailed one cop straight in the face making his knuckles bleed instantly. It was midnight when he was put into the back of the cop car, hands behind his back, cupped.

He let out a deep sigh and mummbled 'damn..i messed up' as he looked out the window watching the houses disapear into the dark. They approached the police station and he was examined, picture taken and thrown in the jail cell. He sat there on his bottom bunk, elbows on his knees, holding his head. Millions of thoughts ran through his mind when his roommate; a big muscular tattoos everywhere biker kinda guy with a bunch of piercings looked Danny over then grunted 'what're you in for'. Danny sighed and decided to try and make friends rather than enemies with this big guy...besides he should make the best of it.

Once they had talked for about an hour a cop, calmly came in and took Danny out. He gave Danny the phone and told him one call as he uncuffed him. Danny dialed Dreams nummber...no clue why and told her what happened and told her to tell everyone else. Then he acted like it disconnected because he called her cell so the cop let him dial once more. He then called Rachel as she answered he let out a big sigh and said 'hey..' he paused than explained everything, he told her to tell everyone else and when the visiting hours are and when he can be let out.

The cop hung up the phone when he realised Danny tricked him and shoved him back in the cell. Danny sat on the floor than with his knees up, elbows on his knees, holding his head, staring at the floor trying not to cry. It was really dark in the cell, Danny didnt budge the whole night for one of the most painful thoughts running through his head was i wonder if she'd or anyone would care to visit...

[Rachel Louise]

Rachel had been out with Lauren, and after coming home, she was obviously not having such a great night. Maybe it was just guilt in general. Plus, dancing lessons were the next day. Sitting at home, sipping red wine, trying not to cry and holding down her liquour was not what she pictured a "debutante" doing on the night before preparation began for her big, huge ball. A debutante would be out with her gorgeous boyfriend, laughing and talking about plans for the future. She would sip a virgin martini, and look gorgeous no matter what.

Keep dreaming.

Rachel was wearing her lounge clothes--a dark blue and white striped C & C California cotton tank, a dark blue velour Juicy zip-up, a chunky pea-green James Perse necklace, and pea green Juicy velour pants. Her hair was up in a high ponytail, with freshly cut short bangs swept to the side. She looked cute, with almost no makeup. Definitely model material.

Her phone rang and she nearly dropped the glass she was holding as she listened to the voicemail. Rachel's whole body shook. Why the fuck was this happening to her? Was he okay? He couldn't get locked up--even if she didn't want him, he was the nicest guy in the whole world and she wanted to be his friend, if nothing more. Before Rachel could think anymore, she had grabbed her black Balenciaga and was heading over to the police station in her little Beemer.

When she arrived a cop showed her to Danny's cell. This cop obviously found her very amusing because she was almost yelling at the top of her lungs, especially because it irked her when the fat-ass called her "little pretty lady," which he kept doing. The cop unlocked Danny's cell door briefly, but Rachel ran in and hugged him, putting her head on his shoulder. "Oh my god, you fucking idiot, I was so worried!"

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[Dream Lee Victory [<3]]

Dream was in her cozy bed covered up and sound asleep. She had been since about 10pm because she had just came back form being with family on the other side of the United States.

It was pitch dark in her room and her house was so quiet you could hear a fuckin pin drop to the floor, but the silence was soon awaken by the loud chorus of "Money Maker" playing from her phone. Dreams eyes fluttered open, but she had no energy to grab the phone in time to answer it. The music stopped and she closed her eyes smiling. About 5 minutes later a beep came from her phone indicating she had a voicemail.

Sitting up in her bed with anger she grabbed her phone and went to her voicemail. Putting the phone up to her ear her eyes started to droop, but as soon as she herd Danny's voice on the other end of the phone eyes quickly opened.

When the messaged finished Dream hopped up out of her bed and looked at the time quickly. It was near one in the morning. Rushing over to her makeup stand she grabbed a hair brush and brushed back her hair into a quick and messy bun. She slipped on her flip flops not even caring that she was only dressed in low black workout sort of sweatpants and a white short cami showing off pretty much ever upper curve she had and part of her tan stomach.

It was near two by the time Dream pulled up to the police station. She ran inside the crappy building and asked an officer about Danny. When the officer said that he already had a visitor she was quite confused. How could he have another visitor? Wasn't she the only one who knew? Maybe his parents found out? But how they don't even live in O.C.
Sitting down on an uncomfortable metal chair she waited for the visitor to finish, um well visiting.

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[Danny]

Danny shot up at the sound of Racheals voice hollerng at the cop. He stood there stiffly and tried to whipe off the dirt on his face but it was too late he was locked in a hug, he had hugged her back tightly with a smile and a slight laugh.
"what..what" he paused for he was about to ask Rachel what she was doing here but instead decided to say "i didnt think you'd come so quickly...or at all" he mummbled with a grin, his face was dirty and his head was throbbing for he was still a bit tipsy.