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@fayza
Lena couldn't stop smiling. It was definitely partly due to the vodka, but also seeing his friend get out of his comfort zone and let loose even if it was for a little bit. Hunter was always so high strung, not only was it a little bit funny, Lena also thought it was healthy. He needed to be a teenager once in a while, and she knew all about letting loose.
"Aww" She pouted "Afraid of getting caught?" She teased, even though he raised a good point. She didn't want to get caught either, because that meant her family would get involved, and she didn't want them showing up and ruining what was turning out to be an excellent night. Lena stood up and grabbed the vodka bottle with one hand, and took Hunter's with the other. "Follow me," She whispered in an almost seductive voice. She knew exactly where no one would bother them.
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I am a Hufflepuff!
@devo (view spoiler)
"Definitely weird," Adam said, taking a sip of his own drink. He began to review in his mind all the times he had seen her, and to be honest, it was kind of embarrassing he had never introduced himself. He wasn't a rude person, and despite the fact that the newspaper was often hectic, he always made an effort to introduce himself and know his co-workers (at least some of them) by name. Adam was sure he had since Aria once or twice. He was sure he knew that smile from somewhere.
Adam sighed. "Not much, honestly," He said, defeated. When he was accepted for the position at the newspaper, the paid position, no less, he was sure he would be right in the middle of the action, going out to investigate, writing up reports, drafting interviews...But to his surprise he was a glorified errand boy. "I check people's grammar before their articles get sent to the editor, I update the archives, that kind of garbage," He said, playing with his glass on the table. "I really thought I was going to be out there, getting the truth..." He sighed again and turned to her. "What about you?"
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sooo I'm back.
I'm so sorry to everyone that I've left hanging. I'll slowly be getting back to responding, so please be patient <3 I missed you guys!
@dreamchild
A frown flashed on Peter's face when his friend didn't answer. He quickly disguised it with another of his signature smiles, but he made a mental note to keep an eye on Ambrose the rest of the night. He noticed he wasn't wearing his usual aids but didn't want to draw unwanted attention in case he'd rather not talk about it. Peter went with scratching his ear, hoping that he would get the signal. Peter had known Ambrose for so long that they both knew they would always be there for each other. He wanted to reaffirm to his friend that if he needed something, all he needed to do was say it.
Peter's face lit up as Ellie spoke. "Oh, cool! I have two left feet," He said, looking around to find the entrance of the ballroom. "You could help me, if you are ok with that." He said, a small smile on his face. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable if she didn't want to dance, or if she didn't want to dance with him, specifically. He also glanced sideways to Ambrose, checking on him and thinking that if she did want to dance with him, he'd probably ask Ambrose to come with or help him find someone so he wouldn't be alone.
@fayza
Lena couldn't help but giggle as Hunter made his way to the bar, finally defeated by her insistence and maybe her eyes. She poured herself some vodka in a glass and gulped it down before setting her eyes on her friend, her face resting on her right fist. Hunter seemed a little out of his element at first, but he was handsome, he only had to put those charms at work and the girl was practically drooling over him. Lena felt a little pang of jealousy, as the bartender actually seemed to be interested in him, but waved it off as being a defensive friend.
She took another swig of the vodka just to be sure.
But then Hunter did as planned and sneaked a bottle from the bar, even thanking the girl before he left and came back to her. Lena hid her laughter with her hand, Hunter looked like a child with his boyish and proud grin on his face. "Good job boy scout," She said, once he got closer. She clapped a little, in a low volume as to not attract any unnecessary attention to themselves. "I started with the vodka, I hope you don't mind," Lena gestured to her own bottle "But you were flirting with that girl for so long I was afraid you were gonna ditch me." She teased with fake grief.
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@dreamchild
Angela paused and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. She had never questioned him when he decided to pick Warwick, out of all the places he could've gone to. She didn't remember hearing him straight up complain about the town, but then again, they hadn't talked that much in years. Angela missed her brother, even seeing him right in front of him. He looked older, he was older of course, but there was something different about him that she couldn't quite place. Warwick seemed like such a simple town, what could have his brother so...strange?
She immediately smiled when he tapped her. "Well of course!" She exclaimed, tapping him back, teasing like they had done as children. That was something familiar, something that she hoped would ease his mind. "But why wouldn't I like it?" She asked, carefully, bringing the conversation back to his comment. "Warwick seems like an enchanting town," She continued, turning away from him and toward the books. Angela was a dreamer, and a small town seemed like the perfect setting for a love story, maybe even hers. "What's your favorite place?" She asked, turning back to him with bright eyes.
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oof agreed, medieval stories are cool but modern royalty has so much room for drama lmao
i’m in one called indomitable but it hasn’t been very active recently :(
hera barbara lysander | 18 years old | female & hetero | selkie | whs student
Hera really likes her life. There's little not to like, to be honest. She's young, the youngest of three sisters and since they have left home it's practically like she's an only child. Her parents are not overly protective of her, except for warning her against letting anyone touch her seal skin, and so she's lucky enough to be able to throw some excellent parties in her house. She's pretty, turning heads as she walks down the corridors of school and the streets in town. With a bright lipstick, straightened or blow-dried hair, and an outfit that looks out of a designer catalog, she makes sure that she always looks perfect. And best of all, she's powerful in school, captain of Warwick High's cheerleading team and one of the sharpest girls in school, she knows just what to say to get what she wants. Or to make a freshman cry.
One wouldn't think so, but Hera has actually put a lot of effort to get to her privileged place on campus. She began really young, learned how to do her makeup from her sisters and read all the magazines known to man on fashion. She's actually very different from her sisters, who always excelled academically but generally stayed on the sidelines of Warwick High's social scene. Maybe it's the fact that she's the youngest, that she doesn't want to be like her sisters, or that she thinks she's definitely not nearly as smart as them, but Hera decided she wanted to be queen, and that's exactly what she achieved. Maybe her older sisters were student body president or academic decathlon champions, but Hera was homecoming queen. And now she's coming for the prom crown.
There's only one small issue. Usually prom queens run for the crown with their boyfriends, and Hera, surprisingly, does not have a boyfriend. Not that she doesn't have any suitors, those are plenty, but Hera, well, she's kind of a snob when it comes to boys. She likes to think it's just high standards, but the truth is that she imagines her perfect boyfriend to be this super handsome guy with incredible manners and the charm of a Disney prince who loves her even with that seal skin in a suitcase under her bed, oh, and is also an incredible kisser. A view which is, to say the least, pretty unrealistic. And Hera would never confess to it, but she actually doesn't have much experience with boys (unless turning them down counts as experience), but if she wants that prom queen crown, she might have to get down from her high horse and find somebody to love. Or at least pretend to.
face claim: josefine frida pettersen
@fayza
Lena was getting very amused by Hunter's excuses and sudden looks at her legs. She knew the reactions her body would cause, and for some reason it was especially amusing to see Hunter all blushed and worked up. Maybe it was that usually it seemed like nothing got to him, and this time he was out of his element, unsure, and maybe a little afraid?
"Excuse me Hunter, but the slit didn't do all the work," She said as if she were offended but with a smile on her face. She stood up and took his hands, a little warm from the stress. "You just need to look them in the eyes..." She met his green gaze with her own, seeing his features as if for the first time, and remarking how good looking he was. But her hands wandered, and a second later she showed him his wallet. "To distract from the target." She winked before giving the wallet back to him and sighed sitting down. "I'm just saying because we can't really have fun with one whiskey bottle boy scout. We need some champagne or something." She turned back to him and took his hand. "And then we can sneak out to drink in peace. I promise no one will catch us."
@devotion
Adam was startled by her exclamation and jumped a little, just enough so that a little of his drink was spilled on the table. He was cleaning the liquid with a napkin when she finished talking. "That's where I know you from!" He said, giving a light chuckle and he have a slight slap to his muscle in realization. They were both interns at the newspaper, which yes, technically was their workplace, but being an intern sometimes didn't feel like a job and more like constantly doing favors to people. It was the check that helped making it feel more like a job.
"I knew I had seen you somewhere before," Adam admitted, but then thought maybe that could sound a little creepy. "Not that I am, like, stalking you or anything," He fixed quickly. "But I knew I had seen you before, we work in the same section, right?" The newspaper talked about sports, entertainment, and just plain old news, and Adam had gotten in the last one because he knew that if he ever was gonna get a chance to run a story on Warwick's weirdness, it had to be on the front page.
raul "lito" reyes ayala | 18 years old | male & hetero | demon | whs student
Lito is that kid that seems like it has everything. The girlfriend, the grades, the popularity, the money. He's not ridiculously rich, but his family owns a successful Mexican restaurant, a treasured Warwick jewel, and are well enough off to live comfortably. As president of student body and co-captain of the basketball team, there's very few people who don't know him personally or at least have heard of him. As student body president he likes to welcome new students, tutor those who are falling behind; as captain of the basketball team, he likes to be the first to arrive to practice and the last to leave. He's a model student, honor roll every semester and the GPA to guarantee him entrance into any university. And on top of that, he and his girlfriend are pretty much Warwick High's dream couple. Like Barbie and Ken.
But if we're being honest, things are never that simple. Sure, he's got money, but everyone in his family have to work pretty much 24/7 to keep everything up. Lito has been a waiter for as long as he could hold the plates without dropping them, and his weekends are often spent taking orders and dealing with customers. Maybe that's why he took on basketball and student council, at least that way he could have an excuse to stay in school for a little while longer. But taking that up meant keeping up with it, always with a smile on his face, always diplomatic and non problematic. And then there's the grades, which appear to come effortlessly, but when you learned English only a year before freshman year, it's far from easy. Lito and his family moved to Warwick and Lito's accent was so thick it was excuse enough for kids to call him "wetback". But he worked on it. He used music, movies, shows, everything to assimilate, to pretend like he is just like the rest of the boys in Warwick High. He is quite smart, but it also helps that he spends hours reading his textbooks and watching videos and making sure he gets the material, and no one takes him for an ignorant immigrant.
Beyond all that, Blythe just makes things so much better. Lito had a crush on her for months before he finally collected the courage to ask her out, and since then they have been inseparable. She makes life so much easier, obstacles so much smaller, days so much brighter. He doesn't know what he would do without her. More than that, he doesn't know what to do with the sudden impulses he's having, thinking things he never would've thought before, that could endanger his relationship and his entire life.
face claim: tom maden
i think for us is just bryce with danny at the lobby and aria with adam at the bar :)
oke sounds good!
@badger + @fayza: i have lily at the east hallway #1 waiting on elise and isabella whenever you guys are ready :D
@emma + @devo: i have danny at the lobby also waiting on jamie and bryce whenever you guys are down :)
ARIANA
You better be! 😒 Also is the food good or should I avoid it?
ARIANA
Listen I don't need another brother I've got enough with you so they better be leaving space for Jesus.
C r e e p. You better not be doing stuff you're not supposed to I'm not using my clean record status to get you out of trouble.
ARIANA
Umm mom literally forced me? Apparently being on my laptop isn't a good way to spend my winter break.
Also, I didn't see you, where are you you creep
@jenna
Ariana didn't have any homework, it was the break after all, but she still felt like she could be doing something school-related instead of being at this ball. She knew that Matteo had also come, but she had not seen him at all, and she also had seen none of herfewfriends. Which was better for her honestly.
Not because they were rude or anything, but some of her friends from student council and volleyball had actually invited her to go, she had the vague suspicion that Ben from robotics had asked her, as in, as a date. She said she wasn't going. Which to be fair, was the original plan. But then Matteo was going, and her mom insisted like crazy that going would be a "great idea" and she "needed a break" and being in her computer all break was "not healthy".
So that's how she showed up at the ball with the long black dress she never used but had bought for "special occasions" as her mom had put it. She had just gone to a waiter for a water and walked around awkwardly, half hoping to find someone and half hoping she could just stay with her brother all night, and she was deliberating whether or not to text the volleyball groupchat to see where they were sitting when she saw a familiar brunette. But he had an uncharacteristic panicked look on his face, and that's when she saw the teacher marching toward him with a stern look on her face.
She was next to him in what seemed like a second, her hand snatching the flask from his hand and fitting it in her handbag in one swift movement. "A little early for a drink, don't you think Nick?" She asked, her classical golden girl smile plastered across her face for their teacher, who was now approaching a little less sternly when she saw Ariana.
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