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Iskolde

Lord Szatan
Sawyer

Sawyer was glad to be out of the house. Even if JJ had pulled her back to take even more pictures on her phone, Sawyer didn't understand why she needed to post so much much stuff on her Instagram. She couldn't remember the last time she'd even been on her Instagram much less posted on it. It didn't much matter anyway, they were done, at least until they actually got to the prom. JJ would probably want to take even more pictures there and as much as she dreaded it, she wasn't going to be a bad date.

JJ's question made her pause as she turned the key in the ignition. Did she miss her mom? There wasn't anything she could miss. But, Sawyer did sometimes find herself longing for a kind of motherly love that her father just couldn't provide. She remembered watching the mothers come to pick their kids up after school in elementary while she stood, skinned kneed and dirty, waiting for her father to show up from his job. Oliver tried and he was mostly successful. He tried his damnedest and Sawyer wasn't complaining in any way, but she did wonder what it would've been like if her mother had lived. She turned the key and pulled the car out of the driveway, feeling like she had a good answer.

"There's not much to miss." She paused, "I miss the thought of her. If that makes sense? Like, my dad used to tell me all these stories about how funny she was and stuff and it kinda just made me miss missing out on that. He had all these stories and love and...I didn't have any of it." Sawyer frowned only momentarily before shaking it off with a laugh, "I'm just glad I didn't end up with someone like Ash's mom. That woman is a literal demon, I'm telling you. She crawled out of hell and decided there was nothing better to do than to be an ass." She laughed again and shrugged.

"So, I guess my answer's no. I don't miss her because there's nothing for me to miss."

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Dede

Westbrook Wolf
Neck Tie



He opened his locker and pulled out the squished head of Westbrook Wolf. Then the rest of the costume came tumbling out, which he trailed beside him now by the tail.

What? It was the end of the school year and he’d cleared out his locker of all his school supplies and books. So the Westbrook Wolf lived here now, sharing the real estate with his resident ants.

He glanced a little sideways to acknowledge Casper. He didn’t act too excited to see him because, well, he didn’t want to come across as desperate or anything.

‘Oh. . . hey,’ he said, almost mumbling. ‘. . . Casper.’

Neck Tie gave the wolf a pat and a little tug to straighten out the creases. He pulled off his neck tie and got out of his suit. Without warning he stripped down to his boxers right in front of Casper, then wiggled clumsily into his wolf form.

‘H. . . how are you?’

Still acting disinterested, Neck Tie tossed his hooman clothes into his locker and slammed it shut. Now his transformation into the Westbrook Wolf was nearly complete, barring the head which he was still holding by his side.

‘What are you doing here?’ he said. ‘Shouldn’t you be at the gym? W. . . with Aaron?’

The emphasis was on Aaron. Maybe he could finally get Casper to talk about Aaron.

@mikaluvkitties
 

Elf_Ruler

Basically Santa ^_^

Tatum was a little disheartened by Caleb’s words, but she didn’t let it show for a second on her face. She had to remind herself that being friends could be enough and tonight at least for tonight she could pretend. For her having one magical night was better than no night ever and, in the end, she knew it was better to keep their friendship than to lose it over something as silly as feelings. She had smothered them before she could do it again. She had at one point had feelings for her childhood friend Brayden, but she had mostly smothered them down except for the one time. She shook the memory out of her mind and brought herself back to Caleb, the blonde boy who gave her butterflies.

When they had reached the school and Caleb opened her door, she felt in that moment like she was more important than ever. She took his hand and then once she was comfortably on the ground, she wrapped one arm around his. Intimate but it was seen as something a friend would do, “I really hope you like the inside, we all worked so hard on it but the final set up.” Of course, she was still nervous because what if everyone hated her decorations. A unanimous vote never happened it had been a landslide in the option for what theme one out so she could only hope that no one would hate her design. As they neared the door Tatum stopped, “Caleb.” She was nervous, “You sure you want to be seen with me in front of everyone?” she was feeling her anxiety start to swell in her stomach. The two hadn’t really hung out around others it had just somehow been the two of them or they would text back and forth. “I’m not a cheerleader, or someone super popular and you, you’re well known and doing sports.” She didn’t want him to have to explain himself to his friends and why he was friends with someone like her. She let her hands play with the fabric of her dress as she tried to look everywhere but Caleb’s face.

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Daniel Reaving

Thirty Thousand Club
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Jackson
Jackson was happy to say the least. These last few months with Talulah have been the best of his entire high school career. Practically not leaving her side since Valentine’s Day as they learned more about each other and grew even closer. Each day Jackson was excited to go out with talulah, explore the town with her or just go to there favorite places and relax together. It was great to say the least. As prom approached he happily asked her to it and was excited to hear her agree to go.

Then the night came. As Jackson took one last look over his suit, making sure it was good, no wrinkles or lint on it. His hair was done and looked good. Once he was done with his little checks he grabbed his wallet phone and keys as well as the corsage he had gotten for talulah. Smiling down at it as he left his house and trotted over to his car, unable to help but take a look over the steel black paint. For the last month he had been using his fathers truck while they finished his car so Talulah hadn’t seen it yet. He would be lying if he wasn’t a little excited to show Talulah His car completed in all its awesome ness. Smiling as he hopped in. Starting the car up with a satisfying roar of the massive engine he had put in it he pulled the car into drive and drove off towards his girlfriends house.

About 10 minuets later due to a little bit of a faster speed than he should have gone, he slowly pulled up to the Woods house. The low rumbling of the car slowly dying as he Shut the car off and hopped out. Making sure he had the corsage he took one last look at his appearance in his window before giving a satisfied nod Before making his way up the steps of the house and gently knocking on the door.
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PenguinFox

The one an' only

Prom night. What seemed to be every teenage girl's dream night. Like a preview to their wedding. Everyone could dress up in their fairy tale dresses and suits. Personally Tallulah didn't really get the appeal, but she was excited to spend the night with Jackson. On Valentines Day he had asked her to go out with him and she had happily agreed. Over the past few months everything was wonderful. They were taking it all kind of slow but that's the way Lulu preferred it. It helped to make her feel safe with him, not that he ever made her feel unsafe in any way, but with the steady pace they were going things wouldn't get out of hand or go to a place she wasn't ready for yet.

The theme for the prom was fire and ice and Lulu and Jackson were dressing as opposites rather than in the same color like other couples. Looking in the mirror Lulu smoothed out her dress one more time before turning back to Sam. The two had been getting ready together. Lulu didn't have many friends and was glad to be able to call Sam one of them. "I know I've already said this a few times, but your dress is so beautiful. It looks perfect on you." she said with a grin. Both of them were in fairly new relationships. At least Lulu thought Sam was in a relationship. At the very least she had a date for prom. Lulu didn't try to pry into those details, as long as her friend was happy and safe. "Can you believe everything that's happened this year?" she chuckled lightly at the thought. It had certainly been an eventful year so far. "Thanks again for coming over and helping me out. I'm a little clueless when it comes to..." she gestured to her face. "Being pretty I guess? I never really get dressed up or anything, so I would've been a mess without you. You're a good friend."

The two were just about done getting ready. The plan was for Jackson to meet Lulu at her house then the two of them along with Sam and Sean would all go to prom. Sean had originally intended to also pick up Ash on the way but they had decided to just meet at prom instead. As the two girls were starting to finish up there was a knock on the door.


Sean had been been sitting in the dining room of his house tying and untying his tie over and over again. He had been ready for a long while now and was merely waiting on everyone else. He shouldn't have felt so anxious but there was something bothering him. While everything was perfect with Ash for the most part, there was something off. Something just didn't quite seem right but Sean couldn't place what it was. So yeah, he was nervous about this prom, so much so that there was a tightness in his chest. It almost hurt to breathe.

At the sound of the knocking Sean finished retying his tie for the 87th time and made his way over. Opening the door he saw Jackson. He didn't really have anything against the guy, as long as he was good to his sister. He had already given the boyfriend the standard warning of 'hurt her and you'll lose your manhood' at least a dozen times already. "Hey. Come on in, the girls are still doing...whatever." he gave Jackson a once over. "Nice suit, looks good." If his sister had to date anyone at least it was someone who cleaned up well and could at least easily defend her. There were a lot worse options Sean supposed. The Woods brother led Jackson to the staircase to the upper level and shouted up to the two girls. "Jackson's here, which means we're only waiting on you two!" Checking his watch Sean shrugged. If they left soon they would right on time, traffic permitting. "You at all nervous?" he asked the other male casually. Who knew how much longer the girls would take. @Daniel reaving @Gomenesigh Mentions: @Winona
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RadioRacoon

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Kanen
After Grace had left, Kanen was left just hanging out in the living room. It was awkward to say the least. Kanen had intended to just drop the dresses off and dart but Grace had asked him to stay. Like a good dog, Kanen stayed. Within moments of her leaving with the dress, Kanen had made himself comfortable on one of the couches. He lounged across it, careful not to wrinkle his tux. Idly, he fiddled with the bow-tie, despite the fact that it still looked just fine. Honestly, Kanen just wanted something to occupy his hands with.

When Grace came back, Kanen promptly stood back up again. He eyed her up and down, taking in the dress. Kanen took a moment before he talked. Obviously he couldn't be openly kind though. "I mean, I've seen better." Kanen shrugged. Kanen-speak for 'You look good.' He quickly decided that was a little too harsh though, so he quickly added; "You look good, Grace."

Kanen was saved from another awkward silence when Ash's voice rang out. Of course she was going to be here now. She couldn't have showed up a few minutes later? Kanen didn't say anything, but he didn't move either. He wasn't looking forward to what was most definitely going to be another confrontation, but he was here for Grace. Not Ash.

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mikaluvkitties

Professional Unicorn Lover
Casper

Casper’s heart clenched as Stu spoke to him, wholly uninterested. Was it possible that Stu was over everything? That he’d moved on?

It seemed likely enough. After all, everyone seemed to be getting over Casper recently. Stu started to strip, and Casper bit his lip, looking away with a light blush.

“I’m…” He trailed off. He couldn’t say how he was really feeling, how the world felt like it was collapsing around him, how he was getting left behind and wasn’t able to do anything about it, and for once, the usual ‘fine’ wouldn’t leave his mouth.

His gaze dropped to his feet, and as Stu shut his locker, Casper shrugged.

Of course, then Stu mentioned Aaron, and Casper’s heart clenched. He fought back the tears trying to gather in his eyes, pinching at his neck. “Oh, um. Aaron’s a bit busy. I don’t think he’d want me bothering him right now…”

Gathering his courage, Casper haltingly forced out the words he had wanted to say since January. “I’m… I’m sorry about Aaron. I didn’t- I didn’t want you to get”- His words got caught in his throat as it tightened, but he eventually forced it out, voice cracking under its weight. “Hurt.”

 

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Maisie

Maisie rolled her eyes but her smile widened at his compliments, Aaron was sweet-- and not that she could be bribed with compliments, but she hasn't really heard a lot of em throughout the years, especially from someone she liked. "You're a good person too." Her gaze scanned the dance once again, what were they supposed to do? ... Dance? Maybe? What if she'd be bad at it? A hand reached up to mess with her earrings only to realize they weren't there.

Right. Maisie had took them off for tonight, cats didn't really fit the theme...

"I'm really happy I asked."

She decided to distract him before she over-analyzed any more of his compliments with...

music started playing and couples paired up, as nervous as she was-- Maisie wanted her first slow dance. "Dance with me?" Her eyes searched his for an answer.
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Grace

A frown had set on her face as she smoothed over the dress with her hands. Thankfully, Kanen had changed his answer making her realize it was just his whole strong man facade that had gotten in the way of complimenting honestly, with a sigh, she still wasn't ultimately sure she looked good enough, but this'll do. Ash's voice rung throughout the house which made her instinctively freeze up. Grace knew about all the weird drama that went down between the two of them and her eyes shot from Kanen to the front door.

It wasn't like she was going to just kick him out, but she didn't want anymore problems between the two of them... maybe they could talk it out?

Well, maybe.

"Uh... we're in the living room."

She mouthed a 'sorry.' To Kanen hoping he didn't mind her best friend's arrival.

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Caleb

Right as they made they stopped at the door, Tatum's words completely got him off guard. What? Why wouldn't he want to be seen with her? Tatum was beautiful, and sweet, and nice... and... he could go on, but a friend probably wouldn't go into so much detail considering they were; ... just friends. "Huh?" He waited for her to explain with furrowed brows and shaking his head at everyone of her answers.

"Are you sure you wanna be seen with me?" Caleb chuckled-- it wasn't a funny matter to laugh about, but the fact that she believed that he couldn't be seen with her was outrageous. "I used to drink a ton, flirt a ton, do a whole bunch of things I regretted. There's rumors that I cheat... do drugs, l mean... I just don't care."

And it was the truth! Caleb could care less about whatever these people say, --even Serena. She's the one who decided to believe those rumors in the first place and that's why they broke up, even though he wasn't the perfect boyfriend... he made peace with it. They were over, and as much as it hurt before to pretend that her opinion of him didn't matter. It actually didn't matter now to him. "I don't care about the whole popular thing, I hardly even speak to anyone. I just want to enjoy myself tonight, forget everyone else. I've got the world's most beautiful girl on my arm for a date, who wouldn't want to show that off?"

"Let's just... forget everyone else tonight. It'll be just us... in a room full of people maybe, but... just us."
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Juliette

Juliette seemed content with her answers as she watched her while she drove, Sawyer seemed like she was this strong person who had everything in control and she was jealous. But she didn't really feel like she was, y'know? Like, she didn't believe her. How could you miss something that you never had? Of course you'd miss, ... missing out, especially When all the other kids had talked about their moms and then suddenly you feel it then. "Right." She agreed as her mind continued to wander, mindlessly scrolling through her phone.

JJ has a mom. She does.

She probably shouldn't take her for granted, but then again, she was a shitty mom in her opinion. Didn't Sawyer ever think about what she was like? Maybe Juliette is putting everything in perspective for her own self, maybe it wasn't about Sawyer. Maybe... if she actually gave the baby up for adoption, she'd want them to miss her-- which is selfish, but no one ever said Juliette actually cared about anyone else so.

Maybe she felt gulity for bringing up her mom, or genuinely glad that she had an actual friend, the brunette lowered her phone as they made it to the school. "You're a pretty great person Sawyer Andrews, I bet she misses you, because... who wouldn't?" Juliette cracked a smile and exited the stuffy car-- it was too... emotional in there. Eck. She didn't like that either.
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Dede

Westbrook Wolf
Neck Tie


Neck Tie slowly backed away from his locker. He listened, he didn’t speak. Casper’s gaze dropped and so did his. He let his eyes trail to his feet, or rather paws. There was a distance between them that he didn’t close. Like they were shy of each other, or had become strangers.

He found himself nodding slightly, before he was shaking his head.

‘. . . It’s not your fault,’ he said.

A faint murmur, soft as his beating heart, but he meant it.

The silence soon grew uncomfortable. Neck Tie glanced about himself, anywhere but at Casper, and to his right he spotted that the boy’s locker had accidentally been left open. He went over to it and for a split second he glimpsed what was inside, all the precious things that meant the world to Casper -- and thus to Neck Tie himself.

He looked at the chandelier, and he smiled. Gently he closed the locker for his friend, and laying his wolf paw flat against it he made sure that it was locked.

‘You. . . you don’t have to be afraid of Aaron,’ he said as he held the locker key out to Casper. ‘I won’t let him hurt you. . . Not anymore.’

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Winona

One Thousand Club
Ash
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There was a faint smile on her lips as she headed towards Grace's voice, but the happiness quickly disappeared when she froze in the entryway, her eyes landing on Kanen.

Ash was tired. She didn't have the strength for this.

Instead of throwing insults, or anything else, Ash just ignored Kanen. She looked towards Grace, forcing a smile onto her face that didn't feel right with Kanen in the room. God, why was he even here? "You look... really good, Grace. I love the dress." She said, trying to dispel some of the uncomfortable tension in the room.

"I'm going to go change and then maybe we can finish getting ready and go." Ash didn't want to be too late, after all. So she stepped back out of the room, heading for the bathroom.

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mikaluvkitties

Professional Unicorn Lover
Casper

Casper sniffled, wiping at his face. What did Stu mean, it wasn’t his fault? It most definitely was, after all. He was the one who had thought befriending Stu was a good idea in the first place, after all. If he just… If he’d just left well enough be, things would be fine. He sniffled again.

Stu stepped near him, and he flinched away, but… Neck Tie walked by him. He turned, confused, only to see Neck Tie shutting his locker.

Casper’s eyes burned, and he looked away as Stu began to speak again.

And then the words hit Casper.

His head shot up, eyes wide and voice an almost feverish pitch. “What? I’m not- I’m not afraid of Aaron! And… even if I was- Which I’m not- I don’t- You’d get hurt!”


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Aaron

Maisie’s words made Aaron’s stomach clench, and really, that was all the proof necessary that Aaron wasn’t a good person, wasn’t it? Surely if he were good, he wouldn’t feel this sick at the surety with which Maisie voiced this.

Still, he wasn’t about to worry Maisie on this. Not today. Not when she was so happy, when the admittance was barely something he wanted to tell himself. He might not have been able to keep up the smile at her words, but he was at least able to keep quiet on her claims, to not force upon her all evidence of the contrary, and really, what did it matter if he wasn’t smiling if she wasn’t looking?

And if she wasn’t looking, maybe he could take a second to watch her.

Looking at her made his heart ache, and he knew that that was stupid on a base level. He barely knew her, and she barely knew him, and this wasn’t going to last… but maybe he could be allowed, just this once, to imagine it would.

That he could tell her the things he’d done and she’d accept them as pieces of him, and take him as he was… It was nice, he decided, to imagine for a while.

Music began to play, and his heart sank as Maisie turned back to him, couples already beginning to pair up. Her words simply confirmed his fears.

Still, he wanted it so badly, so even though he couldn’t dance and couldn’t lead and wasn’t sure now was really the time to learn, he smiled, and he nodded, holding out a hand to take hers and lead her to the floor.

He was being greedy. It was impossible to ignore. But it was hard not to be when all he wanted in this moment was to enjoy himself, to see Maisie enjoy herself, and really, it wasn’t wrong to want someone to be happy, was it? It was for her as much as for him.

 

Dede

Westbrook Wolf
Neck Tie



‘You’re not afraid of him—‘

Neck Tie shook his head as Casper began lying to his face, because he didn’t like being lied to.

‘So you weren’t afraid of him then, when he called when we were going to have pizza— And he pushed you around at the park. You weren’t afraid of him.’

He shook his head still more.

‘Or when he and Drake were making you drink at that party. You weren’t afraid of him then.’

What would it take for Casper to admit that Aaron had him under his thumb? Nothing was going to change until Casper acknowledged it. He would never be able to stand on his own feet so long as Aaron was controlling every aspect of his life.

So Neck Tie said what had to be said.

‘. . . If you’re not afraid, then why’d you just stand there and watch then? When he beat me up— I thought I was your best friend— I guess I'm not.’

With these words his voice trailed off, and he regretted immediately what he said. But there was no taking them back.

@mikaluvkitties
 

Elf_Ruler

Basically Santa ^_^

Tatum was silent when Caleb reacted to her question at first when he chuckled and repeated her question almost like a joke, she was almost ready to walk away but then he continued to talk. She didn’t know much about his reputation at the school because she always ignored the rumors of the school. They never meant much because if she listened to them then she might have rumors about her that she didn’t want. Things she didn’t want to come to light from anyone. She had managed to convince everyone that she liked to have fun here and there and that she would drink but the extent she had always managed to hide. She had managed to hide everything about her life outside of the school and she had planned to keep it that way. As she listened to Caleb and about who he was and what everyone else thought of him and yet he was out in public like nothing had happened to him.

She was beginning to feel less insecure about everything when she realized he had insecurities too, but he hadn’t let those stop him from being with her. Her heart almost flipped when he said that popularity wasn’t important, but her breathing had stopped when he called her beautiful. No one had ever called her beautiful besides her mother and she never fully believed her mother because no young girl ever believed their parents. She was elated but he was also her friend which meant he could call her beautiful and not mean it as anything romantic. She let her hand slide into his for just a moment wishing more than nothing to entwine their fingers, but she knew she couldn’t. Friends had a space and she respected that, “Just us for tonight.” She agreed.

Her smile still hadn’t left her face as they walked inside the building, Tatum had really outdone herself with the decorations and she hoped that Grace approved of them because she knew Grace hadn’t seen the end result of Tatum’s hard work. She pulled Caleb behind her, “I want you to see the gym.” His hand was warm in hers and she had never felt her heart beat as fast as it was in that moment, but she was with the most amazing guy and she had never felt more lucky.

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Walking into the school gym in his tieless, pale blue suit and a Nikon camera strapped around his shoulder, Sebastian inconspicuously patted the outside of his right-side pants pocket, making sure it was still there, his other hand slightly twiddling the quarter-sized silver snowflake pendant on his chest. Since the Home Ec room incident on Valentine’s Day, he hadn’t felt completely safe at school. His aunt told him to run and find help on the first sign of trouble next time, but Sebastian wanted better reassurance. So, he started carrying brass knuckles, which he’d gotten from a co-worker after telling them about what happened – actually, it was made of titanium, not brass. But yeah, it was inside his pocket right now, always tucked in there like his cell phone since Valentine’s Day.

Why was he going to prom in the first place? He was obviously not the type of guy to go to events like this.

Oh, right. Sebastian was caught riding his skateboard on school grounds and in hallways several times, running late to school in the morning. Instead of regular detention in a classroom doing nothing, he was forced to join the prom committee and help put up decorations after school during the past month. Because of this, he decided it was best to quit his part-time job at the cafe and maybe come back in the summer. A teacher also Sebastian told (well, more like ordered) him to attend the dance and volunteer as an extra photographer for the school yearbook/newspaper, take random pictures and footage of people having a good time. He was slacking in one of his classes recently. This was basically him trying to earn some extra credit for the sake of not being held back a year. He wasn’t much of a photographer, but he thought he was decent at making videos, usually for his skateboarding.

He wouldn’t be too busy at the event since he didn’t have a date or many friends. Sitting on the side like a wallflower and people watching, eating prom snacks and listening to the music playlist that he had also helped build – those were his plans for most of the night.
 

Daniel Reaving

Thirty Thousand Club
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Jackson
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Jackson smiled when Sean opened the door and gave him a little nod in greetings followed by a casual. “Wasup bro.” Entering the house he took a glance around as he heard Sean say the girls were still getting ready. Then he asked if Jackson was nervous at all. Unable to help but let out a chuckle, as if the thought of being nervous was a joke to Jackson, then he spoke. “Practically terrified.” He said before chuckling some more. Glancing up the stairs a moment before back to Sean. “Hey man y’all got a bathroom down here? I gotta go wash my hands real quick. Try to get a little more of this engine grease off my hands.” He said with a little chuckle. For the most part his hands where clean but there where a few places here and there that still had a black tint to it from finishing up the final touches on his car the day before.​
 

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mikaluvkitties

Professional Unicorn Lover
Casper

The more Stu spoke, the deeper into Casper’s mouth his lip moved, teeth sinking into the flesh. His gaze dropped to the floor again as he began to curl into himself. He tried to think of an excuse. He wasn’t scared of Aaron- Really! Why would he be scared of Aaron when all Aaron wanted to do was keep him safe?

Being scared of Aaron would be silly! Super silly, even. He just… didn’t know how to explain that to Stu.

But Stu kept talking still, and Casper let out a choked whine, hand going to his hair. He wasn’t scared, that wasn’t why he didn’t step in. He just- He just-

Stu kept talking, and Casper froze. He didn’t so much as breathe, eyes burning- Everything burning. He gasped in a breath, and then he took a half-step back.

He wanted to tell Stu that wasn’t true, but that he hadn’t been afraid, but only one of those sentences could be true, couldn’t it? Another half-step back, and another after that. He tried to find his words, or anything to say.

Finally, voice raw, he managed to squeeze out, “I have to go…”

Maybe that hadn’t been it, but it was too late to think about that, wasn’t it? He was already running away.

 

Iskolde

Lord Szatan
Sawyer
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Sawyer was slightly off-put by JJ's compliment. JJ wasn't particularly the type to compliment people and yet she just had. It wasn't some flimsy old compliment either, that had been sincere and....kind of sweet. Sawyer chuckled and looked down at her hands, slightly embarrassed, but managed to give JJ a 'thanks' before the other girl was exiting the car. She kind of sat there for a moment, smiling to herself, before following JJ out of the car. She'd regained her cool composure at this point and fell into step with JJ quickly as they approached the gym. Sawyer offered JJ her arm as they swept through the gym doors, making a rather loud appearance as Sawyer pushed the door a little too hard at it clanged against the wall, loudly. People turned to look their way and Sawyer stooped low to whisper in JJ's ear.

"And that is how you make an entrance." She laughed, an amused grin spreading across her face as she straightened back up to look around the place. Sawyer had to give it to them, the prom committee had done a damn good job. Sawyer flicked a fire looking decoration as they walked past it and it fell over. Whoops. She quickly reached out and reset it to its proper position before she got yelled at by anyone. She would admit that she was slightly disappointed that she didn't see Grace anywhere in the gym, but she shook it off and focused her attention back on JJ.

"It looks pretty cool in here. What's the chick's name that planned it again?" Sawyer's eyebrows knit together as she tried to remember what Wren had told her the day before. Something about Grace not doing at and some other chick taking it over. What was her name? Sawyer frowned at her lack of memory but then perked up as the name came to mind, "Tatum. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's what Wren told me. Do you know her?" Sawyer figured JJ would probably know anyone who held a little standing in the school, and if she was going around planning things like prom she had to have some.

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Grace

Grace smiled genuinely at the compliment and watched her walk away before she turned to Kanen. "I... should start getting ready to leave, but-- thank you. Seriously, this might've been the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, like, ever." She gave him a last hug and held on despite him attempt to wriggle out of it. Kanen really wasn't a bad guy, and yeah, he had his... really bad moments. But who didn't?

"You're a good guy, Kanen." She'll find a way to repay him back. Somehow. Grace was sure of it. With that she showed him out and knocked on the bathroom door. Ash usually didn't take long to get ready, and normally Grace just would've walked in without a care. Because well, y'know it was Ash. She wasn't some random girl she hardly knew so barging in while she was changing wasn't a big thing between them. They were both girls, boobs were boobs, and Grace only has a thing for girls she likes romantically.

But she still felt like they had things to work through given all they went through a few months ago, while they 'apologized.' Most of that was kind of brushed away due to everything that happened with her and Sawyer, and Grace wasn't sure if they were really at the whole... barging in thing just yet. "Hey, I didn't know he was coming I would've told you, it was kind of a... last minute thing." She leaned against the wall with a sigh before her mind had started wandering to their past arguments.

No matter whatever they were gonna through, she would always still care about Ash and... certain arguments were a lot more important if that meant there was a real problem.

"Did you eat? We could stop before we get to prom if you want?"

@Winona @RadioRacoon
 

Winona

One Thousand Club
Ash
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Ash stared at herself in the mirror. She had changed into her dress, but it didn't feel right. Her shoulders were showing, it was tight fitting... God, she didn't deserve to be wearing this dress. This was for the pretty girls. The skinny girls.

She pulled her hair, appropriately curled for the event, over her shoulders to try and cover up her obviously fat shoulders. Ash's gaze trailed up from her chest in the mirror to her face. She was ready for this, right? There was no way that this day was going to go poorly.

Grace's voice sounded on the other side of the door. "It's fine." She called out as she opened up the bathroom door. "Its... fine. I don't care if you're friends with Kanen." Even if he called her a whore, but who hadn't at this point?

Oh... no. "No, I'm not hungry. We can stop if you are." She suggested, trying to deflect the conversation from herself. "Are you ready? We should get going."

Ash didn't really wait for an answer, instead she led her way out of the house, keys in hand. What? She was ready to get to prom already.

@TheAwesomeSoph
 

Soap

President Soap🧼
Grace

Grace totally ignored her questions and hesitated before following her out the door. Ash's answer was exactly what she expected. Okay, so maybe it wasn't super incriminating or anything but that seemed like enough for her. She hardly ever ate at school, never ate at any of the sleepovers, and she can't even remember the last time they sat down together at a restaurant. Not to be too drastic, but Grace felt like though her fears about Ash were actually... true.

She always dodged it whenever she brought it up, hence that one terrible, disastrous argument they had at Belle's party. She shook her head at the thought of it and bucked the seat beat. Fiddling with her phone a little. "So, are you excited for prom? Tatum did all the decorations and I'm not really sure how it's going to come out." She hated small talk, but she was just trying to gather the courage to ask the actual questions that were prodding at her brain.

"You sure you're not hungry? I ate already, but what if you get hungry at the dance, y'know, it'd be kinda hard dancing... while you're hungry." So...

Grace tried.

@Winona
Caleb

Caleb smiled at her and return as he followed her through the gymnasium doors. And it... was pretty freaking cool. Pun not intended, but this was seriously great. He covered his eyes as they entered. "My eyes! Oh my gosh it's so beautiful, I wonder what magnificent amazing human had the most creative brain to make this dance possible!" His light eyes drifted to hers and he started laughing as he shook his head.

"Seriously, it's... so cool. You did great. Grace will love it." He nudged her gently with his elbow and pointed towards the 'flickering' fire. The theme for the dance had to be the best one there was yet, if Caleb was being honest, though, it's not like he enjoyed most of those dances. Tatum's was just special. "Look how realistic that looks, consider me awed." He placed a hand over his heart as his smile grew.

"Okay, so let me know what the duties are for me, punch? Awkwardly dancing? Even more photos? Like... just hit me with it."

It was really easy to just have fun around Tatum and it was something that Caleb cherished way too much.

@Elf_Ruler

Maisie

Maisie's smile widened as she took Aaron's hand as he led them to the dance floor. While her insecurities started to attack her slowly from the inside, what if she stepped on his toes? Or what if she... didn't sway right, or... there was too many thoughts to count, but as she had gotten closer to Aaron her mind started to slow just as quick as her heart had started to beat quicker. Placing her hands on top of his shoulders. "Okay, I'm not a total pro yet." She warned him and begun to sway.

And it was slow and sweet, almost everything she'd thought it be. She just didn't expect awkwardness. "Why don't we say something we don't know about the other?" Maisie glanced away before he could notice the blush forming on her cheeks. It was a dumb idea, but she said it anyway so, why not go along with it? "I'll go first." It took her a few seconds to come up with something that wasn't totally embarrassing. "You know that terrible evil looking black cat behind the school? The... um... spray painted one?" She hoped he did or else this wouldn't of mattered but oh well, Maisie should show him later if he didn't.

"I kinda did that."

@mikaluvkitties

Juliette

With a roll of her eyes she gladly took Sawyer's arm and before she knew it the whole school was looking at the two, and... well, she kinda absolutely loved the attention. "Smart idea, dummy." Her gaze swept over the dance and JJ gave a slight nod of approval. It... looked okay. Too bad they didn't choose her theme, they just had to love Tatum's idea. That blonde chick had started to get on Juliette's nerves for... honestly she has no apparent reason other than that.

A shrug had answered Sawyer's question. "Uh, I kinda know Taylor or whatever the hell her name is. Grace just let her on the team because she's stupid and doesn't recognize talent whatsoever." An apologetic look was thrown to Sawyer at the mention of her ex girlfriend. Y'know, Juliette just mentioned the greatest things at the greatest times. So... maybe her eyes were searching the gym a little more than usual. This school had so many damn redheads and right now she was just looking for one in particular.

"Sorry, but while you brought her up... have you talked to her?"



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Iskolde

Lord Szatan
Sawyer

Sawyer couldn't help the smallest of smiles that snuck its way onto her face at JJ's question. Normally, she would've gotten all closed off or even gotten angry at the mention of Grace but this time was different. It helped that she knew JJ just wasn't a very sensitive person and was probably just generally curious. Sawyer lifted her free hand and ran it through her hair, her grin growing slightly. Everything that had happened with Grace meant that she at least had a chance and Sawyer never failed on taking advantage of an opportunity. It was going to be really hard for Grace to shed Sawyer at this point because she'd endowed her with a new sense of invigoration. Sawyer was gonna stick to the girl as much as she could. She was also gonna annoy whatchamacallit as much as she could. Let the games begin.

"I have talked to her actually," Sawyer answered JJ, plucking a cup of punch out of some boy's hand as he walked away from the punch table. She threw a wink at him and he just rolled his eyes and turned back to the table, "Well, it was more yelling for a little bit, but....it ended ok." She chuckled and threw back the punch she'd stolen and made a face as it went down her throat. Sawyer stuck her nose in the cup and cringed at the smell that hit her nose.

"Somebody's already spiked this." She enformed JJ, "With cheap beer, no less." Sawyer scoffed and abandoned the cup on a random table.

"So, who're we looking for?" Sawyer stopped in her tracks, stopping JJ along with her. She'd noticed JJ glancing around the room, the same thing she herself had been doing not a minute before. So, she thought it'd be fun to tease her a little bit.

@TheAwesomeSoph
 

Winona

One Thousand Club
Ash
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She was sure that Tatum had done amazing. Although they had only managed to talk for a few minutes over Twitter, and hangout a bit here and there, Ash really liked her. Hell, Ash wouldn't mind trying to be Tatum's friend, even though she was... incredibly horrible at making friends. Or keeping friends. Fuck, Ash kind of sucked.

"I bet it looks amazing. Tatum spent a ton of time on this." Ash said. She knew that Grace had been mildly upset that she hadn't been able to be in charge of the prom committee, but she had so much else on her plate. It was time for someone else to shine at something. And then, Grace brought it up again. The eating.

"I said I'm fine." She snapped, maybe a bit too harsh. Ash used to practice cheer on an empty stomach -- prom would be nothing. "Have you talked to Sawyer? Or did just fuck her and dump her?"

Way too harsh. Ash instantly regretted her words.

"I mean... she still really cares about you. And what about Keisha? Did you tell her that you slept with Sawyer after you guys kissed?" Yeah. Turn everything back on Grace.

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mikaluvkitties

Professional Unicorn Lover
Aaron

Aaron felt like he'd start cracking at any second, shattering into a million pieces of elation as Maisie took his hand. She was going to be the death of him, wasn't she? Despite himself, he couldn't stop the grin slowly creeping its way over his face.

Her hands were on his shoulders, and it was only then that he realized there was only really one place he could put his. His face burned as he put his hands on her hips, glancing to the side for a moment as the pair began to sway.

It didn't take long at all for the guilt to return, for Drake's words to bounce their way along Aaron's skull. He tried to push them away, to bring himself to the present, to forget all the reasons he didn't deserve this-

Maisie's voice pulled him back to the present, though he did his best to hide that he'd ever been gone. With a flat face, he looked to her, but she was looking away, and his heart ached as his eyes darted across her face. She was quiet long enough his chest began to tighten, but then she spoke, and he couldn't quite stop the interest from lighting up in his eyes.

He'd seen the cat. He'd seen it a lot, in fact. Sometimes, when a day was just awful, he'd just go look at it, taking in the integrity of the piece. To be fair, he loved cats.

His eyebrows shot up at her admission. "Really?" he said, unable to stop himself. It was his turn to look away. Of course really. Maisie wouldn't lie to him, right?

He couldn't help but think of all the ways he'd lied to her.

The idea to tell her about Stu flashed into his mind, but he wasn't an idiot, and it was quickly dismissed. Telling her would destroy... whatever this was, exactly. He was sure of it. Even if she deserved to know, he couldn't bring himself to end this. Not tonight. Not yet.

The second thing that came to him was to tell her about Drake, about their fight. Maybe he should have already, and he didn't have as neat a reason with Stu. That one would just hurt. He wasn't quite ready to discuss it. And besides, she had told him something sweet. He couldn't turn around and drop that on her. It wouldn't be right.

So instead, his mind came to something almost embarrassing, but not quite. He wouldn't let it be. Carefully, he admitted, "I like to write poetry. Not all the time, but... Often enough. It isn't very good, but... It's... cathartic, I suppose. Freeing, in a way?" He looked to her again, giving a tighter smile than he would have liked. He felt laid bare, even though he knew it was stupid. He'd barely said anything at all- She wouldn't be able to deduce everything about him from that alone.

He was still safe.

 

Daniel Reaving

Thirty Thousand Club
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Jasmine

Jasmine stood outside of the school by the doors. An anxious look on her face as she looked up and down the parking lot. She already didn’t have any friend to hang out with. If her prom date didn’t show up..... to put it simple she didn’t want to be alone tonight. Pulling her phone out of her little purse that matched her dress to check the time her look grew even more anxious as she scanned the parking lot again. “Please.” She mumbled quietly to herself begging whatever higher powers there where that Sierra would show up as she put her phone away.

Trying to reason with herself why she wasn’t here yet. Maybe she got stuck in traffic, last minuet wardrobe malfunction, maybe she likes being fashionably late, you’re just overreacting. Still though none of it helped jasmine with this anxious feeling she got in the pit of her stomach. She was excited to have Sierra with her for prom and the idea of being stood up honestly hurt her.
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@PenguinFox
 

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Soft Veloci Boi
Nova
(SHE'S BACK BABY)


At least it was over now. There would be no more phone calls from her drunken father saying that he missed his family, there would be no more letters in the mail from the Seattle courthouse, there would be no more looming anger in the Abrisst household. For once since the event of her father's tax evasion first started, maybe Nova and her mother could actually rest easy knowing that the man that put their family at risk was no longer going to be an issue of theirs.

Obviously, Nova's mother won full custody. It helped, of course, that the brunette had given an extremely telling speech of why her mother was more fit to raise her and why it would be absurd to have her even attempt a relationship with her father at this point. Two moves in less than a year; Seattle, to Westbrook, back to Seattle and now, as they pulled up to the familiar porcelain white house in the early hours of the morning. It was breath of relief, I mean seriously, how much more of that could she have taken? Months stowed up in a hotel room in a city that no longer felt like home, trying to keep up with homework assignments online, not talking to anyone because she wasn't allowed to by the court order... not that it stopped her much this time. Nova knew that she couldn't leave again without telling Jace, not after last time. And even though their new found, odd feeling friendship was, well... weird... it was still something that was important to her. I mean c'mon, it was Jace, and no matter what that mop of blonde hair was always going to be important to her. So she texted him, sometimes called, about as often as she could. He was the only one who knew why she left, the only one who Nova trusted to keep the secret. Who was he gonna tell? His sister? She wouldn't care, not even a bit. So for the final time, the petite girl pulled out her phone and opened her on-going thread of text messages with her ex boyfriend.

To: Jace
>> Finally back, everything looks the same. Gonna throw on a dress and be there soon.


Of course, she had to come back on prom. And of course, Jace had convinced her to go... the sneaky bastard. Luckily, Nova had managed to find a dress in Seatte, a light blue fifty's inspired gown that hugged her middle and just barley poofed out at the waist. It was a silky material, comfortable but striking against Nova's pale winter skin. Getting ready didn't take long, the girl rushing to throw her hair into a neat bun, stick in some earrings and swipe on a bright red lip gloss, pulling on some matching light blue heels and waving her mother off of her as countless pictures were taken. "I'm gonna be late!" "I'm capturing memories, dammit!" Classic Kasey Abrisst... Nova's mother never missed a picture opportunity.

It wasn't until the drive over to the high school that it settled into the hazel eyed girl; the nerves, the anxiety and anticipation. It had been months since she had stepped foot onto the Westbrook campus, months since she had seen her classmates, months since she had been home. Would it be weird? Coming back at the major event of the semester? Would Jace even be there? He said he would be, but it wasn't really his scene... oh god, would Ian be there? The time for questions ticked fewer and fewer as her burgundy truck continued to push her forward and into the parking lot of the campus, her heart thumping in her throat, one hand clutching the old wheel and the other fiddling with the fabric of her dress. "It's just high school, it's your high school," Nova repeated quietly to herself, pulling into a spot and shutting off the engine.

The outside of the gym an array of orange, red, blue and white roared and lit the area. Fire and Ice... Tatum had done a good job on the theme, and for once, Nova felt her attire may actually blend in. That was her goal, blend in and try to interact with as few as possible, or hey, just act like she had never left! Ha... yeah right. Mustering the courage and taking a deep breath, she quickly pushed open her truck door and slammed it shut, the winter wind whipped around her bare shoulders. Still though, the sight of the school brought a smile to her lips. Familiarity felt amazing, the smells and sounds of Westbrook were comforting and lovely. And besides, it was prom! What could go wrong?

@Winona @PenguinFox
 

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