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Hey, when did we agree on you being the host?
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Why is Sapphire being so quiet?
Well...*blushes* ummmm...Stormdoyouwanttocometotheballwithme?
Come again?
Storm....do you want to come to the ball with me?
*crickets chirp*
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(October 14, 2017 - 2:49 am)
(October 14, 2017 - 2:49 am)
(November 22, 2017 - 2:50 pm)
~Scarlet
Agh! Late, late late! As always with us, isn't it! I'm wearing a knee-length ruffley maroon dress, with one-inch-thick straps, one of which has a big pink flower on it, matching the one in my hair. I sprint ahead of Storra, with Sketch already behind me. I can see the doorway about twenty feet away. I continue, leaving them both behind. I throw my arms out in front of me as I reach the door.
~Sketch
I gasp as I jog behind Storra slowly, my heart thumping. My hair isn't often down, but today it is, and it's sweating as I slow down again. I take my inhaler out of my pocket and take a puff.
I sigh. Ugh! Why do I have to have asthma!? And why does Scarlet always have to force me to run in the first place!? I just stand there for a second, watching Scarlet sprinting ahead, and Storra running quickly behind her. Since when did I get forgotten?
~Storra
I enter after Scarlet. As she makes her entrance, I go find a corner, and stand there for a second, smoothing out my deep blue dress. It's mid-shin length on one side, and angles upward to knee-length on the other side. There are two ruffles under it. The top of my dress is simple, with long flared sleeves dyed white at the ends. I smile at it. The ombre on it is beautiful.
"Hey!" I hear someone say, and look up.
(November 22, 2017 - 8:54 pm)
Sorry for not posting! I only have time to do Trevor right now:
Trevor~
I feel all of the un-itentional tension I had built up release as Zoey finishes speaking. I let out an intense sigh of relief, saying, "Oh, good." I grin at her, suddenly feeling shy and she returnes my grin. Running my hand throught my hair with one hand, and offering her my other, I say, "Thankyou for understanding. I was really worried that- well, nevermind, actually. So, um, appologies over with, how about I start again?"
I back up a few steps, then step foreward once more, flashing what I hoped was a charming smile. Then I say, "Hey, Zoey!" I pretend to take in her dress. "Wow. You somehow managed to make both of the colors green and orange look great together! I don't think even I could have done that!"
She laughes, and says, "I had help. A little friend called M-A-G-I-C. Though I'm glad you like it."
Sobering up, I tell her, "As I said before, it is very... wow. But the dress is nothing when it's comparied with it's wearer." I blush and look away, missing her reaction to my un-called for comment.
Then I take her hand and ask, "So...I see that everyone has already kinda had a headstart, but do you want to dance?"
~~~
I'll do Cass and Blaiyre later. I tried not to be too controlling, but it may have backfired...;)
(November 28, 2017 - 8:37 pm)
After I finish speaking, Trevor says, "Oh, good," and runs his hand through his hair. It's an adorable habit I've noticed he has. He grins and I grin back, thankful he understands.
"Thank you for understanding," he says. "I was really worried that-- well, never mind, actually. So, um, apologies over with, how about I start again?" Trevor takes a few steps back, composes himself, and steps forward once more, flashing a smile. "Hey, Zoey!" he looks me up and down. "Wow. You somehow managed to make both of the colors green and orange look great together! I don't think even I could have done that!"
I laugh at his antics and add, "I had help. A little friend called M-A-G-I-C. Though I'm glad you like it."
Trevor's face goes serious and he says, "As I said before, it is very... wow. But the dress is nothing when compared it its wearer." He blushes and looks away, missing my small smile and tender eyes, for which I am grateful. It takes me a while to warm up to someone, and even then, it's difficult to accept that they are okay with the unguarded me.
Trevor takes my hand and asks, "Soo... I see that everyone has already kinda had a headstart, but do you want to dance?"
I smile and take his other hand, leading him backwards onto the dance floor. "I'd love to!"
The music stops and the DJ asks for requests. I motion to Trevor that I'll be right back and hurry over to the DJ, hoping I can get there before anyone else. I lean over and whisper in the DJ's ear, and he nods, smiling. I walk back over to Trevor and take his hands again as the music starts playing. It's the waltz we were dancing to in the library. I put one of his hands on my waist and hold the other with my own, putting my other hand on his shoulder. "One two three, one two three," I whisper to him, our heads close together as we talk and laugh and twirl. There are many other couples on the floor, but even so, it feels like we're the only ones.
(November 29, 2017 - 5:52 pm)
Trevor~
The music stops playing as soon as we step out on the dance floor, and Zoey motioned that she'd be right back, then walked over and whispered something in the DJ's ear. An AE I don't recognise passes in front of me, blocking my view of Zoey as she returns to me. As Zoey holds her hands in mine, a familiar tune waftes towrds us. The song from the library.
As Zoey once again places my hands in their correct position for the dance, I grin. We start swaying and laughing, all of the other couples around us fading away. It's just Zoey and me. Me and Zoey. Two freinds, just dancing. It's crazy to think how disgusted we were of each other when we first met. Resolutely against having anything to do with one another.
An overwhelming sense of...I don't know what, comes over me. A warmth of pride and contenement settling down to my toes. I press my forehead to Zoey's, suddenly aware of just how blue her eyes are, like the morning sky on a frosty day.
I twirl her around, making her musical laugh reappear for me. Then we go back to our former postition, heads touching, swaying slowly, accompanied with shy smiles on both of our parts.
I wrench my attention away, noticing how far we've traveled on the dance floor. We were half way across the room from where we'd started. Zoey, seeing me looking around, asks, "Something wrong?"
Returning my attention to her, I tell her, "Nothing. Apsolutely nothing."
~~~
Once again, I do not have time to do Cass or Blaiyre. Tomorrow!
(November 30, 2017 - 9:22 pm)
Trevor presses his forehead to mine as we spin around and around, waltzing to the music. Trevor spins me around, making me laugh again. I've never met anyone who can make me laugh like he can. Then we're back to twirling with our heads together, speaking quietly and letting our feet take us where they will.
Trevor looks up all of a sudden and glances all around the room.
"Something wrong?" I ask, searching his face. Am I doing something wrong? Does he not actually like me?
Then Trevor looks back at me and I see the kindness in his eyes. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing," he says, twirling me again. I laugh once more, smiling like there's no tomorrow.
"I actually don't know very much about you," I say, as we put our hands together and walk in a circle, following the steps of the dance.
"What would you like to know?" he asks, grinning slightly, one corner of his mouth moving up more than the other.
I shrug. "I dunno. Um... what's your favorite dessert? Mine's anything chocolate."
~~~
(On a completely unrelated side note, Vyolette, if you could have Trevor have any fantasy name in the world, what would it be? I'm thinking of adding him to my story, Take Wing, as maybe a future love interest for Zoey, since this is so adorable. With your permission, of course!)
~Starseeker
(December 3, 2017 - 8:20 pm)
Yes, of course, Starseeker! Go ahead and use him in your book! I really hope I'm doing okay in this whole, uh, shipping thing. I try, but, as you know, sometimes I cannot keep up. What's your definition of Fantasy Name? Like, a bunch of jibberish letters sqaushed together, or more of a....how to put this, relative of a human name? E.g. for some of my favorite fantasy names: Aelevra. Soedric. Elenaril. Mirirae, that kind of thing? Scanning my list of fantasy names, I really like the name Jasak. Kinda within Trevor's...name personality, 'cause he really would'nt be Trevor if he was named, oh, let's say Victor. Get what I mean? Sorry if that's all too confusing. (I'm awful at last names, so I'd have to leave that to you XD)
Trevor~
As we spin in a circle to the waltz, Zoey tells me, "I actually don't know very much about you." Realizing she's right, I give her a lopsided grin and ask, "What would you like to know?"
She shrugs and says, "I dunno. Um, what's your favorite dessert? Mine's anything chocolate."
I think for a moment, then a little shyly, I tell her,"You're going to think I'm wierd. If I havent already given you that impression. Um...okay, so I have this thing about whipping cream. Don't ask me why, I just....really really love the stuff, and as long as whatever dessert it is has whipping cream on it, I would eat it. Even if it was, say, a gluten-free date cookie with, like, hot sauce or something, if it had whipping cream, none of that stuff would matter. I mean, c'mon! It's whipping cream!"
I feel myself turning slightly red as she laughs, which certainly sudgests that she thinks I'm wierd. Wonderful. For my defense, I say, "I actually have had one of those gluten-free date cookies with hot sauce, and it's not half bad. With whipping cream, at least. Though I did find a cat hair in it. I think Agatha must've discovered them also."
Zoey was all out laughing now, and I could feel all the other AE's eyes on us as we make another circle around the dance floor. "Ummm, okay," I say. "Since you asked me a question, I have to ask you one now."
Zoey sobers up, slowly, and then I ask," Soo... are you a "get'er done right now!" kind of person, or more of a "Eh. When I have the time."? You can probably already tell that I'm an "Eh."
~~~
For some reason, there was a lot of Trevor speaking in that one. I'll have Zoey speak more next time. At least, I'll try to have Zoey speak more ;)
(December 4, 2017 - 5:12 pm)
@Vyolette: Thanks! I like Jasak. I totally get what you mean on the "if you change the name it's not them anymore" thing-- I feel the same way! If you have to change a name, it has to sound right.
~~~
Trevor tells me that his favorite dessert is whipping cream, and I smile. It's so like him. I will admit, whipped cream is a close second behind chocolate for me... mmmm. I wonder if they make a chocolate whipped cream?
Trevor asks me, "Sooo... are you a 'get'er done right now' kind of person, or more of a 'eh. when I have the time' kind of person? If you couldn't tell, I'm more of an 'eh' person."
I think about this. "Well..." I say. "When I was at Northbrook, I usually procrastinated until pretty much the night before to do everything. But in Zentara... there wasn't really any way I could wait. It was just 'go go go' all the time. I couldn't ever really relax and have a week to do something. I always had about a day to et something done, or, you know, dire consequences and all that. But, if I really had to choose... I'd say somewhere in between. What's my level of motivation here?"
"Hypothetically," Trevor says, spinning me around once more, "There's a very handsome guy waiting for you to accept another dance. Hypothetically, of course. How fast would you respond then?"
I playfully grin at him, my nose wrinkling. "Hypothetically, of course. I'd wait, maybe, 0.2 seconds before saying yes."
Trevor grins back as the music changes, stepping back a step and bowing, holding his hand out at the same time. "My lady," he says.
I curtsey back, mimicking his serious bow, and take his hand. "My lord," I say, and we begin dancing again.
"If you could be any animal, what would you be and why?" I ask. "I'd be a griffin. There's just something about them that calls to me." (haha dropping hints here as to the plot of my story! I am an evil author >:) )
(December 4, 2017 - 11:25 pm)
Trevor~
As the music changes, Zoey askes me another question. "If you could be any animal, what would you be and why? I'd be a griffin. There's just something about them that calls to me."
Once again, I have to stop and think. I twist my face into a pondering look, my finger tapping my chin. Then I say, "You know, that's a hard one. Hrrrmmmm. Hrmmmmm."
I spin her around, still staring off into space, trying to sort through my mental list of favorite animals. "Red pandas are cute, though not necissarally my favorite....so are....well, actually I got it. A cheeta. They're so powerful in their own way, and no one could find that out by just looking at them. Plus, they have that stylish spot pattern, that's just overall cool."
"A cheeta, huh?" Zoey says. "Yeah, their spots are ineresting. But not as cool as a half lion, half eagle, half....something else. Or is it in thirds.....or fourths?"
I shake my head, sharing her confusion. "I have no clue. So, but have you heard those cute squeeking noises that cheetas make? It's like some one crossed the DNA of a huge cat and a mouse."
One of Zoey's eyebrowns raises, and I see her biting back a smile. "So that's why you like cheetas? Their cute noises?" Blushing, I tell her, "NO. I'm saying that that's one of the benefits of being a cheeta. The...squeeking noises."
Zoey is quiet for a moment, then she starts laughing. "What?" I say. She regains her composure, saying, "Nothing, it's just that I tried immagining you as a cheeta, squeeking, and I...." she trailed off, laughing again.
We both colapse into giggles. I have to admit, I can't imagine me squeeking either. We're both out of breath by the time we start to stop, then, wiping my hand across my face, I tell her, "You want to go get something to drink? I think I saw some punch earlier at the food table. We can keep talking along the way?"
~~~
(December 6, 2017 - 5:26 pm)
I'm only doing Sketch because her mind is the most interesting at this moment.
~Sketch
I enter maybe 5 minutes after Storra. There's a waltz playing, but I'm not in the mood to dance. I pass both Scarlet and Storra before finding the bathroom. I hope there's no one in there.
~~~~
Sorry its so short, but I really don't have much else to have any of them do right now.
(December 1, 2017 - 12:15 am)