I played with fire
Rosie Collins.

Basically, Senior, Cheerleader, Head of the Debate Club, older sister of Max, Bookworm of Dorm 294 and the golden Trio with Scarlet and Sadie.

But then on the other hand, fighter and rebel against the game. Because you shouldn't kill.





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Sorry for the disappearing. 

A lot of stuff was going on, I hadn’t had time for being around. But you know, I’m still alive and I’m perfectly fine.

I feel like having a DVD night with everyone who is here. But of course, a cool special awesome DVD night.

Haters and Lovers, I’m back.



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Morning people. 

I hate having a hangover on sundays. Headache. Uh.



Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

thesadiewatson:

Sadie loved taking credit for things, but this was all Rosie.

"Thanks love, but this was all YOU!" Sadie giggled loudly as she took back another swig. She stuffed her glass onto the window sill and took her friend’s hand, dragging her over to the center of the room. She leaned to whisper in her ear. "You’ve g-got someone staring at you," her eyes darted to a boy leaning against the wall, his eyes focused on them. "Show him what’s he’s missing!"

She laughed and raised the bottle, looking at Sadie. “We will show him what he is missing.”

She giggled and took another deep sip before shaking her head so that her blonde hair flew around. Rosie pulled slightly at her shirt as she looked over to him before laying one arm around Sadie. Soon after she started to dance, feeling the boy’s eyes on her back. She leaned towards her friend and whispered into her ear.

"How can we make him regret that he doesn’t come over?"



Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

thesadiewatson:

"Yeah, Rose!" Sadie yelped from the doorway, quickly ushering people in from the hall before tightly shutting it behind them.

"Enjoy yourselves, people! We’ve got booze, food and sexxxxxxxy people!" Sadie’s hands cupped over her mouth as she hollered into the already bustling crowd of people. She dropped her hands to her side and fished a bottle off the ground, dumping it into her mouth before dancing away into the sea of students.

Rosie turned the music even louder before she searched her way through the crowd to her best friend. She picked up another bottle of something and leaned then against the wall next to Sadie.

"This night is going to be unforgettable." She grinned wide before taking a deep sip, "Genius idea, Sadie."



Blame it on the Alcohol.



Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

thesadiewatson:

Sadie accepted the bottle, taking a long swig before clumsily setting it back onto the table. “Know you better than I know myself, sweetheart,” she smirked. “He’s around…somewhere!” she shrugged nonchalantly, tapping her fingers against the table just as a knock on the door resounds.

"I’ll get it!" Sadie slips from the table and dances over toward the door. She pulls it open with one tug, her head falling back as she throws her arms in the air. "LET’S GET FUCKED!"

Rosie laughed and climbed onto the table, pushing down everything that was on there. With a girly scream she threw her arms into the air and started to dance crazily, her hand holding onto the bottle she grabbed before she climbed at the table. She raised her hand once again before she took a deep sip and squealed again.

"Come on in, the teacher is passed out in her room!" Rosie jumped off the table, walking like a model towards the door and laughed as she turned up the music while she was passing by.



Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

thesadiewatson:

"I don’t screw unattractive guys, R-Rose, puh-lease," Sadie snorted as she wandered forward to climb on top of the table, sitting on the edge and swinging her feet.

"Name? Pfttt, who knows!" She howled with laughter as if what she said was earth-shatteringly hilarious, the alcohol obviously already taking toll.

"Ahhh, the spare, of course I have one for you! He should be here any minute…."

Rosie started to giggle uncontrollable and looked over to her friend. 

"You really know me, don’t you?" She laughed and grabbed the bottle tighter as she took another sip, offering the bottle then to Sadie, "Where is he? In the washroom?" She placed the bottle of booze on the table and spun around for one second before she stopped to take off her jacket.

"It’s hot in here, isn’t it?" She threw her jacket through the room with a squeal and ran then with one hand through her hair as she pursed her lips, "Where is the cutie?"



Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

thesadiewatson:

collins-rosie:

Rosie was heading back from the theater to her dorm. It was windy outside and her hands were freezing in the not heated hallway. They were wrapped around the, now again, closed bottle of the booze Sadie had brought to the movie night. 

On Rosie’s way to her dorm was short. She selected every other senior and a few juniors to her party, as she finally arrived at her dorm. Everything was prepared. Snacks, drinks, music and the teacher for this corridor was out, thanks to the sleep sirup. 

She opened the door softly after she knocked three times.

“Sadie?”, she whispered, then clearing her throat to speak up, “Sadie, are you here?”

As she stepped inside she placed her friends’ bottle on the table in the middle of the room, next to the other snacks and drinks. This was going to be a great evening, and even if she nearly broke every rule, she didn’t care that much.

"Get your ass in here!" Sadie hooted Rosie from inside her room. She let out a loud squeal as she stumbled out from her room, a red cup sloshing around in her hand.

"Hope you don’t mind, a little pre-gamming going on," she smirked, turning one last time to mumble something into her bedroom before hurling the door shut.

"Ready to get fucked out of your mind?" Sadie chuckled under her breath, twisting her cup up to her lips and taking a long, sloppy sip.

Rosie let out a short laugh and she opened the bottle again. She looked over to Sadie as she raised her bottle and took then a sip.

"I see you are already busy with someone." she laughed and gave her a friendly poke with her elbow, "And is he hot? I hope that you didn’t need to drink until you thought that he was attractive." She chuckled and and took another sip causally.

"Who is it? I hope that he is hot and that you have a spare for me." She chuckled again, but this time it transformed into a giggle.



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Blame it on the Alcohol {Open Para} 

Rosie was heading back from the theater to her dorm. It was windy outside and her hands were freezing in the not heated hallway. They were wrapped around the, now again, closed bottle of the booze Sadie had brought to the movie night. 

On Rosie’s way to her dorm was short. She selected every other senior and a few juniors to her party, as she finally arrived at her dorm. Everything was prepared. Snacks, drinks, music and the teacher for this corridor was out, thanks to the sleep sirup. 

She opened the door softly after she knocked three times.

"Sadie?", she whispered, then clearing her throat to speak up, "Sadie, are you here?"

As she stepped inside she placed her friends’ bottle on the table in the middle of the room, next to the other snacks and drinks. This was going to be a great evening, and even if she nearly broke every rule, she didn’t care that much. 



"What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…"