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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 8:49 pm

"Hmm. I don't know. But it all looks perfect for a winter formal. The dance floor looks magical." Her hand reached up to touch a snowflake, but it faded away before it came to contact with her, it was mystical and magical in the best of ways. Cassandra felt giddy at the idea of dancing the night away with Barry here, surrounded by the falling snow and white tree branches that carried delicate lights. It really was like a scene out of a fairytale, and she had her own handsome prince to savour the moment with. "Is it always this lavish?" She asked, looking over at the foods and bowls of punch that seemed to compliment the decorations as well with their delicate placing.

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The music and low chatter had his attention, he wasn't quite captivated by the myriad of lights and colours, but his natural habit of people watching lured him into observing. His golden eyes flitted from person to person, measuring them up and seeing if anything about them pinged something in his memories of the files he'd been given. He recognised a few faces, Kayla Croft,  Leo Herman, Bartholomew Jackson, etc. Electricity Manipulation, Angel Physiology, Super Speed, many of them were quite powerful gifted students that were worth his attention, not that he had any intention of causing trouble now. He'd wrung himself out dry in his little dance with Pepper, also there was a minor issue in his original plans for taking on Beata's best. The problem came in a navy dress, and kitten heels that looked like stilettos to the Winter.

"You look nice. Pretty even. Where's the little sister that used to run around in pigtails" He teased, but she really did look lovely. Navy was a good colour on them both, and considering how well she ran in them, he was hardly going to comment on the heels. He'd been a bit unduly harsh on the first day, this would be his apology. A night away from all the usual squabbles for her to have fun and enjoy being away from home for once. So forcefully, Cayden relaxed his body that had been tense and went with the flow of the evening. "Ready to face the music, or need a moment to catch your breath?"

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 8:56 pm

Louis sat by the punch bowl, watching Aspen drink the punch. When she sat down, he looked at her, though he doubt she noticed him. But when the girl soon talked in Louis's direction, he assumed she was asking him. "Uh, sure." he said, getting up. Well, it is a party after all. He gave a small smiled and poured a glass. He brought it back over to her, sitting down at the same table.

Jake was soon swept to the dance floor by Jane. The tall boy listened to her as she explained dancing and gave a small laugh. Might as well let her show me. Don't want to hurt any feelings or look like a no-it-all. "Oh come on. I'm not that bad." He chuckled, at the same moment his leg made its' annual mechanic noise. For a few moments they danced in silence, he soon saw Preston and Sophia waltz by. Jake gave a smile, though it was merely fake. No. Enjoy tonight. He suddenly felt a rush of joy and sadness as he placed his arm around Jane's waist and held her hand. This is so wonderful. But...does she feel the same way as I do? He wondered.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:14 pm

It was a really bad idea to have accepted a cafe shift on the day of the Formal, but Patty had requested for her help since everyone seemed to be trying to skip that day to prepare and dress themselves up early. While business was relatively quiet, save for some couples who came in here and there to begin talking about the school-wide event and what they were planning, she couldn't leave until time was up. As much as she didn't want to keep him waiting for her, she couldn't have said 'no' to her manager. Granted, she didn't have the courage to refuse anyone about practically anything either. Time kept passing by and the night grew dark, with only a sliver of moonlight left glimmering in the purple twilight, the first points of stars beginning to emerge from the shadows. The dance was starting in an hour... She wouldn't have enough time to prepare at this rate. No, no, she had to focus on her job. With a quiet sigh, Adeline dismissed those thoughts with a shake of her head, cleaning the last few plates left in the kitchen, her eyes wandering past Rosebury's exit back to the academy.

She anticipated as much, and while her formal clothes were tucked neatly away in a bag, she never found the opportunity to put them on. Wash the utensils, take orders, bake desserts, it was an endless plethora of tasks that didn't give her a break. That was, until Patty had closed the cafe early, and ushered to the back to change, much to her chagrin. Her hands were fumbling over the uniform's buttons, working its way down one at a time until the very end. Slipping it off, she subconsciously reached towards her neck. No necklace. It was still gone, after all of this time, she couldn't find it. At least the lights were dim and well, this was a secluded storage room... nobody should be looking. Adeline glanced around for a few moments, eyes flickering restlessly beneath her bangs and she took a deep breath, clutching the dress in her fingers.

After what felt like an eternity, she managed to muster enough confidence to put the dress on. The glowing, embedded clock was visible. What was she thinking with this? Awkwardly, her uncoordinated hands readjusted the sleeves, and it managed to tighten around the clock, concealing it from anyone's vision. After a moment of deliberation, the idea of shrinking the antique-like screen came to her head. It doesn't work like that. Yes, yes, things were never that easy. At least it was those kinds that sort of stuck where you placed it, only moving if you tried to fidget around too much with the seal. Even still, Adeline didn't think this kind of outfit was for her. Too pretty to be used on someone so unattractive and boring.

Her hands tucked themselves into silken white gloves, stopping themselves a little ways at her elbow. On her left wrist, a golden-linked chain bracelet sat there, the centerpiece of the accessory being a delicate, artificial blue flower. The dress itself was layered with little roses, a gradient of light blue bordering on white to a deep, dark navy, sprinkled with white bead-like shines that mimicked the night sky; the skirt part split itself in half, breaking its symmetry with a large bow on one side, revealing an intricate floral design of ivory white underneath. She reached around her neck, attaching the little link that brought her substitute onyx black necklace in place, the rose charm complimenting the rest of the outfit perfectly. Blue sapphire teardrop earrings hung delicately from her ear lobes and to top it all off, an elaborate clip-like object that held half of her raven black hair in a bun, the rest falling gently to her waist. Flipping on the lights, she carefully put on the heels, awkwardly managing to balance on them and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

This wasn't her. It didn't suit her. She was so plain, so boring... she was ruining how pretty the dress was supposed to be on someone who was supposed to be attractive. Her cheeks were naturally a rosy pink and she didn't like make-up. What was the point with messing with something that you couldn't improve? Dressed to dance maybe, but she didn't want to. Nothing beat that day... even if she didn't mean to get carried away.

Adeline softly pushed the door open, shutting off the lights that turned the entire room to a bleak abyss, and winced a bit when a loud creeeeeeeeeaak! in a more amplified volume than she would've liked.

Exiting the cafe, she made her way back to the school, silently thanking her inability to feel the cold or how bad she was in heels to aid her in a faster trip back. Maybe it was a bad idea to have not brought some kind of jacket. Magic wouldn't get too suspicious, right? He didn't know she was walking all the way from the quaint town outside of the school's perimeter anyway. A small trip from the Winter dorms to the Grand Hall didn't account for a jacket. Nope, nope, not at all. She'd be fine. And hopefully not questioned... hopefully. Magic would at least save until another day to ask her anything if something was up. The Formal was supposed to be the day they had the time of their lives in a true Winter Wonderland. A fantasy that she - they - everyone - would get to live.

As she slowly approached the towering metal gates, Adeline couldn't help but wonder if she looked alright. God, was she okay? Even if she admitted herself that she wasn't pretty, she'd never be, she could at least show up to the event looking decent. Her hand reflexively reached for the phone in her bag, almost tempted to call her brother and ask him. That's not an impartial opinion, you moron. Right, right. Kearn always said she had looks going for her at least, just needed to smile more.

Too bad Callum always joked around that her smile was unattractive.

Maybe she took it too much for granted.

The courtyard was beautiful at night, just as always. White flowers shining like the moon, water flowing out of the fountain like it was spring, winter didn't eliminate all plant life with its heavily coated hoarfrost. Ballroom music could be heard from there, only faintly, as quiet as an echo. Memories from the dance she shared with Magic before flooded her mind, making her face grow red. Agh, this wasn't the time to be thinking about any of this. The dance... reaching formal... she was already late. She shouldn't be stopping in the middle of the road to think about something from the past. No time for reminiscing.

How tense and rigid was she? Was she even nervous? She didn't know. All she could tell was the feeling of dread welling up inside her from the flood of people that she saw coming in, like a wave washing itself onto the sandy shores of a beach.

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God, even with heels, she was too short to see over other people. Where was Magic...? Or at least a familiar face? Too many students... Adeline drew her arms close to her sides, suddenly feeling a rush of anxiety shoot right through her, her eyes refusing to meet anyone's faces. Nobody noticed her as she slipped to the shadows of the entrance. Backing away, she found someone else right outside where she was. Maybe she'd ignore him for a bit... Damn, curiosity made her look and she was glad that luck was somewhat on her side.

It was Magic himself.

He was naturally handsome, dashing, and even if he seemed just the bit tense and stiff inside formal attire, everything about him blew her out of the water. His confident posture and everything made her wonder why he had chosen to bring her to the Formal with him. She felt happy, lucky, and ashamed of herself for taking his time away for all of this; maybe a teensy bit envious that he was so good-looking compared to her.

What would her brother say in this situation?

Bringing a hand up to calm a strand of hair sticking out, Adeline's eyes fell on his tie, which was only a bit out of place. Looked like he had been playing with his collar too much. Without even a proper greeting, she lifted her face up a bit and went up on her toes, readjusting the striped cloth. "Y-you c-c-could tr-try to k-keep it a l-little n-n-neat." Her cheeks went immediately red and she snatched her hands away, folding them in front of her. It had meant to be a joke, but now that it had left her mouth, it sounded so rude. "I m-m-mean... u-uhm... sorry." Agh, she really was bad at this.

Really didn't help that she recalled knocking a certain someone over during her first formal when she wasn't watching where she was going. She was such an idiot and so embarrassing.

Stupid...stupidstupidstupid. A breathy, nervous giggle escaped her, keeping her eyes glued to the ground. Nope, nope, not meeting his eyes or face. How fast was her heart beating again...?

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 11:05 pm

Aspen's mood was becoming funky but she wanted too get in spirit so she figured it was good if she got slightly crazy! The autumn blinked when Louis had looked confused and the autumn smiled. "Yeah you dummy!" She said with a highpitched giggle as she rocked in her chair and thanking Louis when he had brought her the punch. "Thanks a lot hon!" Quickly grabbing the drink the autumn had pressed the cup too her lips as she sipped it, slamming the cup on the table and glancing back at Louis. Aspen had squinted her eyes she never recalled meeting this young.. fine man before. Smiling the autumn cocked her head giving the boy a questioning look. "Don't think I've met you before! Whats your na--" Aspen had let out a extremely loud belch.. She wasn't entirely sure who had heard her but hey she wasn't embarrassed. Batting at the air too clear away the smell the autumn covered her mouth with her hand before laughing. "Excuse me jesus!" The autumn said as she leaned back into her comfortable chair. "A-Anyways.. Whats your name again?" Aspen asked giving him a small wink before answering before Louis could say anything. "My name is Aspen!! Want my numbeeer?" The autumn said smoothly flirting with this dude she didn't even know. "Oh.. and some more punch please?"
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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 11:11 pm

Noah sucked a long breath in as he stood before the entrance of the Grand Hall, eager to intake the atmosphere of the dance.

He'd selected his best formal attire for the occasion. Over a tidy white dress shirt, he wore a cream-coloured blazer. It complimented the shape of his torso perfectly without being too movement-restrictive, and to that he was thankful. The pocket edges and neckline of the blazer were lined with silky black fabric, which appeared to contrast the lightness of the rest of the jacket nicely. A small black bow-tie had been fastened as the collar of Noah's dress shirt to match the lining. He also sported chalky grey slacks - Not to short, not too long. Going along nicely with his slacks were a pair of leather dress shoes - clean-cut and stitched with the uttermost precision. His ruddy hair was combed back neatly, set in place with a bit of gel.

He couldn't consider himself a very formal or reserved person, but Noah was rather glad to be present. He had fond memories of school dances that he'd attended in the past.. Losing all his energy on the dance floor, spiking the punch while the teachers' eyes were averted, sharing a few laughs with friends, unsuccessfully bribing the bands and DJs with pocket change to play his favourite songs, getting a little lip action from his date in the back corner.. He'd gotten kicked out an hour in, but it had been fun, so that was all that counted, right?

Sniffing amusingly as his reminiscence, Noah stepped into the Grand Hall, silently reminding himself that he had no intention of getting booted out and suspended this time around. Almost instantly, his amber-coloured eyes widened with pleasant surprise as he entered the vicinity and beheld what it had become.

It was unlike any dance he'd ever been to, that was for sure. Synthetic trees seemed to grow out of the flooring, their spindly white branches reaching high above the heads of the attendees. Strings of pale lights hung from the trees - faux stars, casting bright, reflective flecks across the the meticulously-polished marble flooring below. Tiny snowflakes fluttered down from the ceiling, winking away a mere moment before touching any of the students' heads. To tie it all together, soft instrumental music emanated from the band at the opposite end of the hall, prompting the dancing couples onward in their waltz.

Holy cow.. The staff sure spared no expense on the decorations, Noah thought, tucking his hands into the pockets of his slacks as he wandered forward, still a little awestruck at the grandeur of the setting. Eventually, the Autumn wound up at the punch bowls, cup in hand. There were several options to choose from, and being indecisive, he quickly selected one at random and filled his glass. Moving off to the side a little as not to block anyone from the punch, Noah half-sat on the end of the beverage table and took a hefty swig of his drink.

The redhead was moderately surprised at the burning sensation that travelled down his throat as he drank. The speedster brought the glass to his nose, inhaled deeply, and grinned. Well, looks like someone already cut me to the chase and dumped brandy into the punch.. Heh, good on them. The fruity aroma of the punch itself was nearly enough to mask the alcoholic scent - Nearly. With one more tip of his cup, he'd downed the punch completely. Unsurprisingly, he found himself wanting to fetch more, so he did exactly that.

Once he'd poured himself a rather generous second glass, Noah seated himself back down on the edge of the table, taking periodic sips of his beverage as he watched people flit about.

I wonder if Empress Bratty-Child is going to show up.

Empress Bratty-Child, being Kyou, was nowhere to be seen, however.

The thought came out of seemingly nowhere. Noah (thankfully) hadn't seen his room-mate for the past two hours, but he could only assume that she'd been planning to make an appearance at the dance.. Being a bubbly little nitwit, and all.

She probably locked herself in her room caking her face up with make-up, the Autumn decided, scoffing as he raised his glass up to his lips again. Briefly, he wondered about who her date might possibly be - if she had one, for that matter - but dismissed the question as swiftly as it had come to mind.

Before he knew it, Noah's second drink had came and went, and he was nearly half-way through his third. He could feel a slight tingle in his fingers.


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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Mon Dec 14, 2015 11:13 pm

Nervous, cold, anxious, worried: all Grace, all night. After helping Alicia with getting the formal ready, she had gone back to her room to change. Of course, that had led to her fretting about her new gown, and then about herself in general… and now she was late, half-running to get there before too much time had passed and half-walking to avoid tripping over herself. She felt like a complete mess, and the only reason she hadn't already chickened out wasn't known to her. She just knew that she was still going.

When she got in, she was immediately awestruck by the room's splendor. With snow coming down softly, it looked like a real winter wonderland. Shaking her head, she realized she needed to find Alicia, and try to apologize without fainting. Scanning the room, then walking around for a bit, feeling out of place and nearly shivering, she finally saw a familiar face: there she was. Hurrying over to Alicia, and nearly knocking herself over trying to avoid running into someone in the process, she reached her date, panting softly. "S-Sorry I'm late, I-I…" Was worried I wasn't good enough? Could she actually say that? That probably wasn't very endearing. "I-I was just t-trying to look okay and l-lost track of time…" Sort of true.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 12:14 am

So he got headaches, and she was a walking tazer. They'd both struck the genetic lottery when they were born with gifts, but nothing was perfect. She gave a terse nod of agreement, gravitated a few metal cans into her hand for later, and walked back down the hall without another word. Someone else could handle the mess. If anyone asked, she didn't know anything about it. Kayla cracked the Dr. Pepper cap off with her teeth as she crossed the dance floor, bumping past some stupid auburn-haired bimbo on her way that was swaying along with—. . . wait a minute.

She glanced over her shoulder. That was Preston and his date.

Kayla wrinkled up her face and gave a small huff, sparks crackling around her head, and kept walking. Figures.



Jane grinned and tilted her head. "I don't know. Do you consider yourself the graceful type?" she asked. "I've danced with a guy or two before. I think I can spot them where I see them." Truth be told, she was just teasing. There wasn't all that much to it, and so far, he hadn't crushed her toes, so he was as good as anybody could get at slow dancing so far. Hopefully things would pick up later in the night. She couldn't stay at this slow pace forever, and she wanted to see this place liven up a bit.

A jolting shock shot up her back as someone else brushed past her. Jane's eyes widened, almost stumbling, but she managed to keep her feet despite her heels working against her. She glanced at the lazily dressed girl as she shoved past on her way back to the snack table, a soda bottle in her hand. Another familiar face.

The momentary interruption passed, and she was smiling again before anyone could blink. "But you're right. You're not too shabby."

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 3:25 am

Jonathan walked in carefree, a lone stag in the sea of people that were quickly filling up the Great Hall. His velvet jacket, white waistcoat and pressed dark grey slacks had him standing out proudly amongst the guys who all seemed to play it safe with monotonous suits and vests of varying shades of blue, black or grey. If the ladies had to dress to impress, he felt obligated  to do the same, regardless of date or no date. And he looked good, there was a simple confidence that came from a well suited suit that he sorely needed with his impending realisation that due to his abrupt leaving for his Grandfather's long drawn out death, he didn't actually know that many people. There were familiar faces, obvious. Pepper, Lamia from work, and a couple of others from the party ages back, but no one he'd buy a crownie.

That hardly discouraged the Winter, instead he made a tactical retreat to the punch table where he noticed a girl standing off to the side. He didn't think much of it, thinking she was either waiting for someone of just not that keen to be here, but with no one else about, he figured he'd strike up a conversation. He'd been planning to meet a few new people anyway. "Having fun?" He asked as he poured himself a cup and took a sip. "Ah." He said to himself, peering into the liquid that had an all too familiar taste. Jonathan winked at the girl as he took a proper gulp of the punch that was definitely spiked with Brandy. "I don't blame you for sticking close to the punch. I think I'll need a few cups of this myself."

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 4:39 am

Myles weaved his way through the crowd, keeping up closely with Kayla. Every person he passed made a similar lovey dovey remark to a second. He almost threw up in his mouth. It wasn't the fact that they were trying to be happy, but baby talk was the worst- Especially when everybody was saying the same thing. He noticed her stop and her expression change with a raised eyebrow. He took a sip of his water as she stepped off, continuing to follow her, another group giving a lovey dovey remark. Man this is giving me a headache. Then he remembered the dull pain over his head, he quickly downed the rest of his water, sighing lightly as he continued to follow the under-dressed girl wondering where she was going.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 2:37 pm

Barry nodded. "It looks beautiful." he said, watching Cass try and touch a snowflake. He couldn't wait to spend the night here with her. She looked so amazing. "I hope it's always this way. This is gorgeous." he replied, answering his date's question. He followed her eyes to the table with the food and the funky-tasting punch. "Are you hungry? I can get us something if you want me to. Just don't get the punch. I think it's been spiked. It tastes disgusting."

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 5:25 pm

Jake gave an inside laugh. "True." He smiled but was a bit worried when she said "I've danced with a guy or two." Oh come on, seriously? You're going to let that ruin your night? Loosen up. Have a little fun. The tall student soon noticed a particularly informal looking girl  walk past the two. "A little undressed, don't ya think?" He whispered to Jane, knowing she noticed the girl also.
After a little while of dancing, Jake couldn't help but feel a bit...bored. "Slow dancing is nice and all, but do you think the band could play a more...I don't know...fast paced song?" He said in a slight teasing tone. Even though part of him liked the slow music, getting to enjoy time with Jane and talk with her.


Pepper stood in the same spot she had been standing in for who knows how long. She watched the couples chat and dance but kept an eye on Cayden. In all honesty, she didn't know whether to just let it go or worry that he might come talk to her.


For a while, Maria simply observed. She saw couples walk in, some all lovey dovey, some more awkward. After a while she saw a pink haired boy stand by the punch bowl. Well, at least he looks a bit decent. She said and decided to have a chat with him sense he didn't seem to have a date. Walking over to the student, she couldn't help notice he was talking to...air? Maybe there's a ghost student? Or he's just a lunatic. "Hey there. Having fun talking to the punch bowl?" Maria said with her cute giggle.


Louis was kinda done. Besides the fact that it was over stimulating, he had no one to dance with and was sitting next to a drunk girl. The night couldn't get worse or better. "I'm Louis..." He was cut off by her belch. "I am actually gonna go, sorry." He said standing up. "I hope we can talk later though." Louis said smiling. He gave one last glance towards Pepper again, who didn't notice him and walked out the door. Where do I go now? The blonde thought. He recalled some students talking about an Infirmary formal, what ever that was, so he decided to go check it out.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 5:57 pm

"Old thing? Really?" Richard was surprised. He'd never seen the dress before but he really liked it. However, he paused for a moment when she had called him handsome. That was a rarity. His smile grew into a grin as he bashfully looked to the ground for a moment. "Oh, thanks," he replied before looking back up at her again. Everything about her was just absolutely beautiful. "You look beautiful..." he repeated, suddenly realizing he had already told her. Immediately feeling stupid, he continued digging the hole. "I.. I already practically told you, but... You do. Um.. do you want anything? Snack, drink? There's uh... There's plenty over there. I can get something for you."

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 6:50 pm

Evelyn had been absorbed in her punch. She hadn't even realized that the guy with the accent was even talking to her at first. When the realization struck, she almost jumped in her skin, glancing up from her cup to the young man and then back to her cup again. "O-Oh, um..." Had she been that conspicuous? It wasn't like she'd been tucked away in some dark corner or something, but everywhere else, everyone glanced right past her like she wasn't even there. "Y-... Yeah..."

She finally met his eye, as best she could anyways, gave him an awkward smile, and returned her gaze back into her reflection in the punch.

It wasn't anything new, but the other girl showing up made her flinch. All glitter, glamour, and easy confidence. She had a perfect giggle and a smile like a jackal sizing up her prey. Just him chatting up a punch bowl. Right. That was her cue to slip away and fade out of the conversation, but for some stupid reason, she stood her ground, quaffed down her punch, and slammed it on the table loud enough to draw their attention. Maybe it was the alcohol.

"Hello." Her voice strained with the effort to speak up.

Was that it? It didn't feel like enough, and nothing else came to mind, but she'd inserted herself into the conversation.

Without another word, she started refilling her glass.



Kayla stopped by the table, where they'd been before. Her half-filled cup was still resting on the table, untouched. She pushed it aside so she didn't have to look at it. Maybe some other drunk would want it. Or maybe her cowboy companion. An electric current flickered down her arm. Now what? Maybe coming here to begin with was a huge waste of time. She grabbed at a random snack from one of the frosted glass plates on the table, some sort of winter-themed sugar cookie, and popped it in her mouth. This whole thing is stupid.



Yeah, just a little. She didn't pay it any mind. "Maybe they will. They're just getting us warmed up so far." Jane glanced up to the band on stage and smiled. "Why? Are you getting bored of me already?" she teased. Something more upbeat would be more exciting. She wasn't exactly the romantic type.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 7:08 pm

Myles popped open his Dr Pepper after tossing his empty water bottle in a trashcan near the table.  He knew it would be alitlle while before the medicine kicked in so he just  lookied at the contents of the buffet, scooped up a bag of chips, and stopped by Kayla again.  What to do now?  He set his bottle aside popping open the Lays bag-o-air taking a chip and crunching on it, looking out to the crowd. "Well to me I think this is a bit too romantic for a couple of under-dressed people with no intention of being...well romantic.  And I dunno about you, but if I hear one more repeat of the same lovey dovey puppy talk I think I'm gonna puke."  It might or might not have been true as his headache still had yet to subside, but he thought to let that statement be unsaid.  He just sipped at his soda as his eye color gradually began to return to it's original light blue.  He kept snacking and sipping, waiting for the question to be answered as the couples either shunned or had no knowledge of the dynamic duo, destroyer of vending machines.

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PostSubject: Re: The Third Annual Winter Formal   Tue Dec 15, 2015 7:09 pm

Jillian eagerly drank the punch Sean had handed her, ignoring the strange, slightly bitter taste it had. She had finally washed down the dry, salty crackers when Sean complimented her. Her face heated up with a bright blush and she picked up a napkin so she could hide her face a little and soak up a bit of punch that lingered around the corners of her mouth.
Finally, she put the napkin down and said back, "Th-thank you. I think you look very handsome tonight," She twisted and tore at the napkin nervously as she accepted his compliment. A slight light-headed feeling snuck into her brain and she slowly looked up and down Sean's entire body.
"You look pretty good in a suit, ya know?" Her eyes stared at him dreamily, and she took in the sight of him fully for the first time tonight.
He was dressed sharply in a gray suit with a tie that matched Jillian's dress. She smiled happily at him, and her eyes met his again. Shamelessly, she stared at him for a long minute, dazzled by him. She liked Sean a lot, but had never felt this intensely about him. Chalking it up to the tangible happiness in the air of the great hall, she moved a step forward towards him. Her golden eyes kept in contact with Sean's blue ones; it's the longest she's kept eye contact with anyone in a very long time.
She swayed a little bit in her four-inch wedges and scooted just a little closer to the attractive blond in front of her. In her mind, a few stray thoughts floated in and out. She thought about not only his looks, but also the kindness he had showed her when they first met. Jillian's thoughts jumped randomly as she thought about how happy she felt when she saw him, how wonderful his voice sounded to her ears.

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