[HALLOWEEN BALL - main dance]

[&&.georgia daskon.]

g e o r g i ad a s k o n
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The loud, ringing 'clack' of expensive high heels rang across the corridor leading to the hallway. Georgia Daskon, a year ten elite, hurried along to the ball, clutching a small plum coloured purse in one hand, and tracing the other hand along the corridor walls. She took a deep breath, and entered the hall.

On this night, Georgia was wearing a purple dress with white patterns on it. She had killer high heels, coloured a dark plum, matching her dress. Mascara was so heavily applied to her eyelashes that a small curtain obscured her view when she looked up. Eye-liner outlined her almond-shaped hazel eyes, and a light blue eye shadow finished off her eye make-up. Though, she thought, with a wry smile, she'd given the plum lipstick a miss. Last of all, her hair was curled expertly, bouncing off her shoulders. Tonight, she truly was the essence of beauty, and knew that she would probably get stared at a lot.

Stepping in, treading carefully in her large heels, she almost walked straight into somebody. "Oh - sorry!" she exclaimed, stepping back quickly, trying to recognise who it was.
Ah. Kiara Cherrystone, a year nine... who happened to hate her brother's guts. Though Georgia had no clue that the girl had broken her brother's leg - deliberately, whilst trying to kill him - even without that information the two girls didn't see eye to eye. When somebody hates your sibling with that much power, it's hard to get along with them.
"Hello, Kiara," the older girl said, tone even and polite. "Where are you going? The ball hasn't even started yet!"

WORD COUNT;; { two hundred and sixty eight }
MUSE;; { it be good }
LISTENING TO;; { ... the roar of my electric fire (shut up xD) }
COMMENTS;; { i am just a kitten, hardly fit my mittens... }[/size]

[*/ keith gray]

{ so what if you can see }
{ the darkest side of me }
{ no one will ever change this animal i have become }

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"someone's pmsing..." the blonde muttered upon hearing kiara's ice cold response to his greeting, a small smug expression on his face. he complimented her dress - it did look good on her, definitely - and her reply was a bit quiet. a sudden cold smirk had slipped onto the jock's face, realising that he was almost toying with the gothic regular's heart, as a puppeteer would play with the strings of a puppet. the look immediately disappared off his face when he saw the black haired female turn her head and look at the teacher, saying, "ask keith. i don't really mind." keith immediately cocked his head to the side and said a rather confused, "whut?"

well, he'd ask later. with bright amber eyes the blonde suddenly looked towards the entrance of the hall, a small smile on his lips as he saw his boyfriend quickly walking towards him. for a moment keith's gaze faltered as they moved off matt and behind the male, where he saw the three other males of his band carrying their guitars - and his guitar too. well... jun had his drumsticks sticking out of his pocket, a random loopy expression on his face. george. for some odd reason, had decided to dye his hair dark red. the jock had to admit that the colour went well with the bassist's complexion, though not entirely with his eyes. jordan, the leading guitarist, decided to, like always, dress in black and the normal bands of bright colour around his arms.

he suddenly looked back at matt, who had just stopped in front of him. keith blinked a few times, noticing the awkward tone in his greeting, so he frowned a bit before swinging his legs forward a bit, managing to poke matt's shoulder while he still sat on the edge of the stage. it was sort of high up, now that he thought about it. the stage must've been... a two foot and a half in height.

deciding to stop estimating the height of the performing area, the year nine suddenly held his arms out for a hug from his dark haired boyfriend, suddenly not caring if anyone saw. they were in love, so why should they care about what others thought? as he waited for the embrace from the other jock, keith glanced up and saw two people talking over by the wall and another girl walking towards them. he blinked before returning his gaze back to matthew, though his bright gold gaze suddenly shot up when he saw his boyfriend's older sister conversing with kiara cherrystone by the door. slowly he dropped his arms to the side, staring at them for a moment before he sighed and slid off the stage, hugging his boyfriend, due to being fed up of waiting for the other male to embrace him.

"maaaatt... who do you think will be performing first..." the blonde asked as he pulled away a bit, arms still around the black haired male's neck [which was his favourite way to hug matt]. he had told the male who'd be playing tonight, himself included, he was sure of it...

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• TAGS/ ---
• WORDS/ 519.
• MUSE/ good.
• COMMENTS/ i randomly want keith to purrform first. xD

[tajarose]

Jacob Taylor Ryan

Go for it
Run toward it
Dive in head first

Kyle was still leaning against the wall when he noticed someone walking towards him. She was cute, in the girl next door kind of way at least to him. He smiled as she spoke to him.

"Hey, I'm Jake. And I'm guessing........ A few hours."

He half laughed. He had been watching them set up and it looked like it was a slow process. It had been a few minutes since Rachel had arrived before a girl looking like..... A Tiger spoke to them.

"Hey"

He said casually as he looked at both girls. They both seemed to be alone tonight, and he wondered how that could be.

"So, are you guys here with anyone"

He half wanted to know, and half didn't. This was just his way of making conversation.

--ooc-- BLEH

Live life with no regret
Put your heart out there
Don't be scared you might get hurt

The best is yet to come!

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[dorio98]

Lucy half smiled at the returned casual greeting. She was suddenly caught off guard with the question. She really hadn't talked to any boys recently. She was in fact single, with no company tonight. "I, Myself and me" she smiled. She liked company but ended up by herself to often. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She couldn't help looking for a second at the face with the catish features drawn on. It was kind of funny to see herself in a different way. Lucy looked back to see if the girl she thought for sure was Rachel but could have easily been someone else for an answer. She looked happily at the other girl.

[`kiara cherrystone ;;]

I had ignored Keith's last comment, I didn't want to know what he said. As soon as I arrived, I was leaving. I didn't know my feelings were that strong until now. It was frightening me; knowing that I'll never get what I want. The closest thing I'll ever have to true happiness... Out of bounds. I couldn't touch it, Matthew got there before me. Though, I suppose even if Matthew wasn't in Sonnisle, even if he didn't exist, I'd still be pushed into the background, there would be someone else taking his place. Time stops for nobody, nor does it change for anyone. Time is priceless, you can't buy it, or alter it. It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter where you come from, what you believe in...
I'm silently rambling again.

I was already walking away before Keith could ask what I meant when I spoke to the teacher. He probably didn't even care that much. I walked at a normal pace, but when I started thinking again, I sped up. There were so many things going through my mind, it was starting to make me dizzy. I told myself...
I won't get scared.
I'm never scared.
I won't cry for him.
I won't die for him.
He's not worth the eternal wait.
I'm not worth it either.
I won't hurt myself again.
I'm lying to myself.

I shook my head. Everything I thought then was a total lie, apart from the last thing. I told myself the truth there. I was still walking quickly, muttering things to the ghost which was now telling me that she didn't think I wasn't worth it. I cringed at those words. I must be the only living person to hate being complimented, or... Whatever. I wasn't used to people being nice to me. The invisible girl was too nice, and I found it strange that I felt as if she was the only person I could trust right now.

But she was dead.

I was so busy thinking about all of these things and muttering to 'myself' that I didn't notice Matthew walk straight past me. I placed my hand on my forehead and stared ahead with wide greeny-blue eyes, as if I was in a trance. I'm sure I was being looked at from somewhere in the room, but I had a strong feeling it was just me being paranoid.

For some weird reason, I hoped it was. I'd rather be insane than be stared at.

Then the thinking began again, from where I left off.
What if all I had been told was another lie? What if my Grandmother was a crazed old lady who claimed to be able to talk to the dead, what if she was that crazy she messed with my mother's mind, and made her believe she could do exactly the same thing? And then...

I cringed again, I didn't want to think that that actually happened, but I forced myself to, squeezing my eyes shut for a few seconds. Before opening them again, everything repeating in my head.

What if my mother messed with my mind, telling me I could do the same thing as she and her mother could.

It was wrong.
So wrong, I didn't believe it one bit.
Maybe this was all in my head...?
... But it just seemed too real to be fake.

What happened on the beach though... That had to be real. I mean, the look on Matthew's face when he saw me slowly change... When the ghost distorted my face...

I sighed.
I needed answers.

My Grandmother was dead, though.
So was my mother.

I had nobody to turn to. Who would believe my story? They'd lock me up!

I woke up again when I smacked into someone who just entered the room. Georgia Daskon. I cringed for a third time, she didn't know I'd tried to kill her brother. She didn't know I was responsible for his broken leg.

But he was responsible for my broken heart.

Georgia, I- I stopped speaking when she started, listening to what she was saying, cringe number four... I know the dance hasn't started yet, I...

What was my excuse?

I just felt a little bit sick. I lied smoothly, my brain working to add to that, I think it's the nerves...

I sighed, looking back to see Keith with his arms around Matthew. I closed my eyes, still facing them, and then I turned back to Georgia, opening them again. I flicked my eyes back to them, so my enemies sister could see them.

Does it not bother you at all? I asked.

I was surprised at how happy I felt to get that out of my system, at the same time, I was confused, why was I asking Georgia?

... What would she say to me?

Then other thoughts ran through my mind.
I do get scared.
I am scared.
I will cry.
I could die.
He is everything to me.
He is worth the eternal wait.
I could be worth it in the end.
But I will hurt myself in the end...

... I'm in love with my best friend.

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Words: 819
Listening To: Whisper [sound asleep version] ~ Evanescence
Notes: loong. o.o

[rachael]

Rachael watched in interest as another girl dressed as a tiger walked over to her and the boy. It was Lucy, from the beach, she remembered. Rachael had a scary good memory, and was always good with names. Hey Lucy, glad you came, Rachael said, then turned back to the boy. Jake, he'd said. Seems like this music is gonna take forever.. She smiled, showing perfect teeth.

Are we here with anyone? Lucy had said no. Rachael hadn't come with anyone either. She wouldn't necessarily want to be leaving alone, though. Not that she was a slut. She wouldn't just take home any random guy, but it's always nice to meet up with someone, and if there's a connection, why waste it? Nope, here all by myself. You? Her blue eyes twinkled.

[Raechel.Quinn]

raechel quinn

to live, when you think you’re dying
to laugh, when you feel like crying
to stand, when you think you're gonna fall
it’s just fear after all
it’s only fear after all

The corridor echoed with the voices of students in the great hall, most of them enjoying the dance within. Raechel remembered when she had been a student here and the Halloween Ball always felt like a birthday party with all her friends and some of the ones she didn't like. Having a birthday on Halloween was always bittersweet: she loved getting candy and dressing up, but there was always a competition between the holiday and her special day. In Louisiana, she'd had good friends who would make Halloween plans at her house instead of with their family, but here on Sonnisle it was always harder to manage.

Regardless, she was determined to have fun tonight. The teacher refused to feel out of place just because she was older than the others here, either. She knew that her students only ever saw her in a dog collar and boots along with whatever outfit, so this would be a shock for them. Something white...how unusual, unless it was that striped shirt she wore under the schoolgirl outfit.

Having already downed one of her mystery beverages before coming, Raechel was chipper and bright, eyes shining and smile ready. As she traversed the corridor, she passed two students she recognized: Kiara Cherrystone and Georgia Daskon. Georgia was a year ten, and Kiara was in the year below. They appeared to be fine at Rae's first glance, so she passed them by with a nod and entered the hall.

The tall teacher's gaze scanned the room, alighting upon each and every person there. Choosing a direction, Raechel turned and moved forward along that line, blurting out a hello to everyone she passed.

Words: {275}
Muse: {Eggsellent.}
Notes: {None? First Rae post, which I'm pretty proud of.}
Song: {Several different All Time Low songs}
Tags: {Open. Someone come talk to her.}

[&&.thomas harrison.]

t h o m a sh a r r i s o n
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As the English teacher walked down the corridor, there was a spring in his step, and he was very close to just dancing down the corridor. A corridor, he thought, that was very dull and boring, compared to what could be done with it. Thomas Harrison was walking to the Halloween Dance, and he couldn't wait to see what decorations had been put up. The twenty-seven year old loved this certain holiday, because it was always highly intriguing to see what everybody came up with. Different masks, outfits, even just a little bit of stage make-up artistically applied - they all fascinated Thomas, but then again, anything with just a little taste fascinated him.

The teacher had decided not to dress up in a costume, but he was wearing a very fashionable outfit. Light blue denim jeans; designer, of course, with the ends rolled up slightly. The English teacher was wearing black shoes that were almost little boots, with a slight heel. He was wearing a formal black shirt, and over that, a white jacket with interesting patterns on the left shoulder and top arm. It was left unzipped. The small slender man was also wearing a red silk scarf, tied around his neck in a bow around the front. Thomas' hair was in its usual style, long and wavy.

He stepped into the Hall, with a friendly nod at two students standing near by - Georgia Daskon and Kiara Cherrystone, he believed - and soon saw Raechel Quinn, an Information Technology teacher. Striding over to stand beside the fellow teacher, Thomas gave her a large friendly grin. He was one of those people who were just always happy, and tonight was obviously no different. "Hello, Rae!" he said, tone light and relaxed. "May I say, you do look stunning tonight!"
There was no flirting to his words whatsoever; it was a fact that he was quite open about, that he was gay. "How are you tonight?"

WORD COUNT;; { three hundred and twenty six }
LISTENING TO;;{ down parody by midnight beast }
MUSE;; { good :0 }
COMMENTS;; { first post with thomas. i already love him xD } [/size]

[Raechel.Quinn]

raechel quinn

to live, when you think you’re dying
to laugh, when you feel like crying
to stand, when you think you're gonna fall
it’s just fear after all
it’s only fear after all

Raechel grinned widely, showing bright white teeth. Thomas was one of her best friends in the whole world and she was glad to see that he had come. Even though the ball was open, it was more student-oriented than anything, and it was common for only a few teachers to attend. Only partially conscious of the way her shoulders weren't constricted by the tight sleeves of a T-shirt in this dress, the teacher threw her arms around Thomas's neck, engulfing him in a tight hug. "Thomas!" Her voice was a happy squeal, the grin evident in her tone. "I'm so glad to see you came! I wasn't sure that you'd be here but you are!" Her upper body swiveled back and forth a few times before releasing her friend to take a look.

The shadow of a slight frown passed over the teacher's face as she saw Thomas's outfit. "If you dressed up, I'm not sure who as." Raechel's tone was slightly disappointed, but then her face brightened again. "Anyway," she began, not quite sure where her chattering was supposed to go. "I really miss trick-or-treating like when I lived in New Orleans. Once I dressed up as a blind person and I made Bubba my seeing eye dog. He pulled me all over town and the neighbors gave him more candy than me!"

Words: {223}
Muse: {Distracted...?}
Notes: {I love him too. Wish he wasn't gay.}
Song: {None, but I'm watching the Golden Girls.}
Tags: {Thomas Harrison, open}