Valentine's Day Dance Entrance

[Gia Elliot]

If Craven knew just how bad Gia sometimes felt when he bought her expensive presents, and gave her the extravagant gifts, he certainly never showed any signs of letting up. She knew he wanted to make her happy with them, and that it was how his father showed his love, showering money whenever he was away, but Gia felt uncomfortable with it sometimes. It was a bit of a reminder of just how far apart they were, even when they were close. She could never afford the jewels and spa days. And she'd have been just as happy to have him nearby cuddling with her as having him sending the gifts. The roses were beautiful though, and as odd as it was, she did love the gift from Jet. And she loved that Craven thought about her when he was out shopping. It was just difficult to feel like anything she gave him could ever match what he gave her.

She'd never say any of that though. And she wasn't expecting a gift today. She had nothing to give to him. She should have known it was a Valentine's Day thing to give one another a gift, but it had slipped her mind in the antics of getting ready for the dance, and finding a dress that would impress him. Besides, was it even right to buy a boy a gift using his credit card? Probably not. Still, she played with the ring on her finger, not noticing as the door opened and Craven walked in. It wasn't until he cleared his through that she looked up and smiled at him and then looked at the gifts he placed in her lap.

Water. The rose needed water. She leaned against his hand and smiled when he spoke. Punching gloves? What did that even mean? Gia blinked a few times in a bit of confusion before actually questioning the concern. "What? Punching gloves?" But he was pulling away and Gia moved to follow him, her hand delicately holding the rose. As if it might shatter at her fingertips and send the petals falling like in Beauty and the Beast. But he stopped her and motioned to open the box. Softly, she placed the flower next to her and opened the lid on the box and blinked in surprise at the contents. They were beautiful. And very Valentine-y. And expensive.

Speechlessly, Gia felt her mouth drop open and closed a couple times before she looked at Craven with wet eyes. "I don't know what to say Craven. Thank you. I-I didn't get you anything. Certainly nothing like this." What did she do to deserve such a generous boyfriend? She pulled the earrings out and fastened them to her own ears, and pulled out the necklace as well. "Help?" The rubies didn't match their outfits at all, but Gia did want Craven to know how thankful she was for them. She pulled her hair to the side to make the fastening easier before finally getting up and placing the rose in the small vase that still held the one from their date. "Ready to head downstairs?"

[Levi Xu]

"Good. And you look really good tonight." It wasn't just Levi trying to be flattering; Evan did look good in a suit. Better than he did, at least. He pulled Evan's hand to his lips, kissing gently. "I'm glad you came."

With Evan clinging to his hand, Levi didn't want to head over to greet Sam and Spencer. Even though he was pretty sure his boyfriend and his best friend weren't enemies anymore--though the animosity had only ever been one-sideded--Levi figured they could just hang out on their own for a while. At least he knew that Zac and Mia wouldn't be around, and they'd probably have been the worst to run into. "We can get something to drink. I'd like to actually dance a little this year though." Unlike last year, when they'd ended up back in the dorm watching a movie...actually, chances were, that was how tonight was going to end as well. They'd managed to convince Evan's parents to let him stay overnight at the dorm, but Levi had a feeling they wouldn't be doing much other than cuddling. Just having him here was enough of a Valentine's Day event for him. So long as they got one dance in at some point in the night, he would be happy.

That is, so long as Evan was happy too.

[Ella Tate]

Ella had to chaperone a school dance where teenage hormones were abundant. Without Chloe. On Valentine's Day. She never quite understood the need to do these dances where they enforce rules that they know would be broken anyway. And ask staff like Ella to chaperone. It was a surefire way of getting the spike punched and making dalliances in the dark a certainty.

Clue number one that Ella was definitely the worst chaperone in the world was her dress. Clue number two was the third spiked cup she had downed in the first five minutes of the dance. Clue number three was the fact that she had seen Brendan on the other side of the room and had made a beeline towards him and slapped him in the butt, squeezing it a little before nudging his shoulder with hers.

"Got stuck chaperoning huh?" She asked, not entirely aware of what was happening around him. Or her for that matter. She offered her spiked cup to Brendan. "Want some?"

[Thyme Ersilia]

It did not take long before the girl he had spotted and approached him, and Ty then knew that this girl was the one he had been set up with. She seemed nice enough; sweet and pretty, and not to mention she looked great in her dress. Well, maybe this whole blind date thing was not a terrible idea after all. What could possibly go wrong? Ty spoke in a friendly manner, though without much emotion.

“Hey. That would be me. You can call me Ty if you want”

She seemed nervous, so to try and ease the tension, he held out his hand to her, like a gentleman, and tried his best to smile.

“Wanna go dance?”

[Brendan James]

Ok… Well… Dancing with Fifi wasn’t awful. This was a dance after all. And it was Vin. It would probably be a little suspicious if they didn’t dance. That much he could reason away. What he couldn’t reason away was the fact that she had her hands on his boyfriend’s ass. She was making it impossible for him to treat her like just another student. Especially considering he wanted to yank her hair. Because he’s a manly fighter like that.

And when their eyes had met, the cocky grin on Vin’s face said that he knew exactly what he was doing. That angered Bren. ‘That’s what I get’ he thought. Yes Bren, dating a high schooler means you have to play all those games again.

Having turned his attention back to the student in front of him, the slap and squeeze took him a little off guard. ‘I told you! I told you couldn’t do that here!’ was the thought screeching through his head. But when he turned around, a look of shock on his face, he was… surprised to say the least.

“Oh hey there Ella. Um ya’ know-” he had been about to tell her that he was involved. That doing wasn’t really appropriate. Not that appropriate was the kind of thing he generally cared about. But most people conducted themselves differently when at work or surrounded by coworkers.

But! Vin obviously wanted a game. So it’d be a game Bren would play. For only a fraction of a second, he glanced where he’d last seen the boy, an obviously mischievous smirk on his face. Looking back at Ella, he shook his head, whistling. “Ya’ know… You look absolutely stunning!”

And it was by no mistake that his arm had managed to slip around her waist, his hand resting dangerously close to her ass. “Actually, I volunteered.” Leaning slightly down to whisper in her ear. “There’s nothing more fun than watching the teenagers get more than a bit tipsy, no?”

“Well…” his smirk turned lopsided and what most people saw as rather endearing. “Almost nothing.” He said with an exaggerated look up and down her body. Without hesitation, he took her cup and took a long sip of it. Chuckling as he handed it back to her, he questioned her. “I have been drinking from the wrong damn punch bowl.” Of course the lick of his lips was intended to catch any stray drops of alcohol. Not at all intended to draw her attention to his lips. Nope. Not Brendan.

And it was by no coincidence that this night was similar to Bren and Vin’s first evening spent together. Dancing (not that he had anything to do with the dance), alcohol, and Bren’s shameless flirting. Oh wait… Brendan hadn’t shamelessly flirted with Vin. Not until after he was good and drunk. Well look at that. Perhaps seeing Bren flirt freely and willingly and without the influence of booze will teach his boyfriend to behave. HA! Really? This is Vin after all.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn blinked at Brendan. He had obviously thought she was talking to him when she had been talking to the poor boy who had managed to spill his drink all over himself, but she wasn't going to correct him. Go figure - the art teacher always seemed to think he was the center of attention. It made her giggle. "Vell, I'm glad you're having a good time," she laughed. "Try to keep all zee girls... and guys, off of you." She winked, remembering the teacher's sexual orientation. It wasn't something she was used to, but she figured everyone was free to love who they wanted to.

But anyway, back to the dance. She glanced around, her eyes finally settling on a familiar face. "As a matter of fact, I zhink my date just arrived!" she told Brendan. "Have a great night, Mr. James!" She left him to his own game, slinking up next to Shane, who she had just caught sight of at the refreshment table. At least, she was fairly certain it was him - he looked like the guy in the photo.

"Excuse me... Shane?" she asked quietly, aware of his hearing ability. "Hi, I'm Ravyn, your date." She offered her hand, along with a pleasant, calming smile. He looked nervous, which she could understand - many boys weren't used to dances, especially with blind dates. Fortunately, she was good at handling awkward situations. She shuffled her wings, allowing them to stretch for a moment before pulling them back in. "Is zhis your first dance?" she asked. Might as well be sure. She wasn't going to actually ask him to dance unless she knew he was comfortable; he was cute, no doubt, but there was no sense making things more awkward than they were.

[Spencer Ellis]

Sammy had told her that he was driving Levi to pick up his date for the dance and so he'd be a little later meeting her. She was fine with that, of course, because Levi was a sweet kid, and because she thought it touching that Sam would go out of his way to help his friend. It also gave her a little bit more time to get ready and she was incredibly grateful for that.

Through sheer luck of the matchmaker, they'd ended up as dates to a dance before, but this time Sam had asked her. This time, Sam was actually her boyfriend. (And every time she thought that, little butterflies erupted in her stomach.) To be completely honest, she really wanted to impress him.

Spencer had been fixing her hair and adjusting her dress for about the seventh time when she'd heard the knock on the door. When she opened it and saw Sam standing there looking absolutely amazing, and with flowers in hand, she couldn't help but smile brilliantly. As they walked to the auditorium together, Spencer was also rendered a little bit speechless due solely to how incredibly giddy she felt.

She squirmed a little at the kiss, giggling softly. "And you look handsome as always, Samsam." Spencer turned to face him, still having to look up even with her heels on. Not that she minded, really, because she was rather fond of feeling small in comparison to him. "And it was really nice of you to help Levi."

[Bell Kent]

Bell was late! Late, late, late. Oh.my.god.
"MAH! THE TIE!!!!"
Bell had been fidgiting with his damn tie for the good part of the last have an hour. He could hear his mother's pounding footsteps coming up the stairs and knew she'd be groaning as she made her way to her son's room. The moment she turned to him he tilted his head at her and smiled innocently.

"My mommy is like the coolest mommy in the whole world and I love her bunches and loads."
The blond sighed as she fixed her son's clothes.
"Yes, Darling. Take the -..."
Bethany flinched at the woosh of wind that assaulted her the minute her son was gone watching a single red rose petal float to the ground.

"....car...."
She said softly sighing before turning to head down to her husband again.

~~~

No way Bell was taking the car. He'd just woken from a five hour nap after meeting with Alyssa to organize her romantic dinner for two with her btb which stood for boyfriend to be by the way. Bell darted through the school yard heading straight for the auditorium. He'd be back here on monday again to live in the dorms but weekends home was so much better and he'd just passed his driving test a week ago so he could drive around in his dad's car. He was planning to live at home from next month onward.

Bell run through the door and slowly tried to slow down which didn't work and instead he had to use a hugging couple to stop his run. They were not too impressed when they found themselves tangled up in one another. Bell was smart enough to make his escape rather quickly while everyone was staring and laughing and pointing. Bell dusted off any dust particaled or dirt or whatever, gently removed the rather depleted looking rose from his inner pocket and let his eyes search through the crowds.

Through careful questions and special contacts Bell had managed to discover at least what Abigail looked like and he'd succeeded. He'd seen her that day on campus because he'd kinda stalked her dorm room. He'd had to ask at least SIX of his closest contacts to find out which her dorm was. Bell found her hovering by the wall and headed toward her until he got a good look at her. Long legs, short dress, bouncy curls, big, big eyes and well... big other things too. Bell turned around suddenly eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh my God. I have a hot date....."
Bell said slowly looking around the room in order to collect himself a bit more. He smiled and nodded at a few people before taking a deep breath and turning to head straight to the girl hovering in all her hotness by the wall. He walked straight up to her, pulled out the single rose and offered it to her.
"Good Evening. I am sorry to have kept you waiting. I do apologize for it all. "

Bell suddenly felt good about his own red jacket. She'd decided to be festive for the whole dance as well. Win!
"Here. I don't know if you like flowers. Some girls don't. If you don't...don't hit me! I'll give you anything else and I'll only take five to ten minutes to get it for ya. I'm Bell. Bell Lane. I can't believe you're my date. You're supposed to be blind..."
Yeah.... that was incredibly corny and he even found himself looking around to see if Caedy was in the area.

She didn't like blonde jokes and was seriously lacking a sense of humour. The girl was cold....Made him shudder but there were loads of girls that weren't cold and he hoped Abigail was one of those not cold girls. Bell was so preoccupied with how hot she was that he barely noticed HIS Angela was there too, WITH someone else.... GRRR....

[Abigail Conners]

Abby had been waiting for a bit, with no sight of her date. She didn’t care that much. It was probably better that way anyways. No date meant no touching, no touching meant no awkward accidental memory readings. Still it would have been nice to at least see him. Just when she was starting to feel sorry for herself, Bell showed up. She had seen him in passing a couple times, but she forgot how cute he was. She smiled up at him. Even in four inch heels, she was still taller than her. She was just tiny.

”Oh it’s fine,” She brushed off his apology. He was certainly making up for his lateness with the flower. That and his offer to get her anything else. She laughed a bit. ”Why would I hit you? I love flowers.” Her mom used to keep fresh flowers in every room in the house. When she got sent away, there were never flowers in the house anymore. Abby missed that. ”I’m Abigail Conners, but most people call me Abby.” She bit her lip, he was cute, very cute. It was distracting.

She had forgotten about her plan to just tell him this was a mistake. He was too charming. It was hard to resist. As long as there wasn’t too much touching it would be okay. She could at least try to be normal. She twirled a curl around her finger. ”So um...what now?” She glanced around the dance floor. Bad hip-pop was playing and of course at least half the student body were grinding on each other. Not exactly Abby’s thing.

[Angela Chambers]

Angie still didn’t know why she’d done this. And she wasn’t sure her date had even shown up. She thought that perhaps he was already in the dance, so instead of standing out in the hall like she had been, she’d joined the others. Of course she didn’t know what he looked like. But she was keeping her eyes open for somebody that possibly looked as if they were looking for another or looked as if they were here alone.

The thought that maybe she’d been stood up was… wearing heavy on her. She wouldn’t blame somebody for deciding that a blind date was almost too embarrassing to even attend. The idea of doing just the same had been on her mind from the very moment she’d put her name in that thing. And she would’ve, stood him up that is. But the thought of that poor boy, Jonah, walking around the dance all alone, had made her have a change of heart.

Luckily though, she’d seen a few different people that she knew. Some she simply smiled and waved at. Once or twice she actually stopped and chatted to them. And she’d been chatting a little with a boy from one class when Bell had made his way in. Of course, she’d spotted him immediately. His red jacket was a little hard to miss. And it had made her smile.

She’d excused herself from the conversation she was having and was walking towards him when he began talking to his… date? Slowing her pace, she began to worry a bit. Still not entirely comfortable in social situations (and perhaps having even a small phobia of them), she worried about what to do. She didn’t want to interrupt their chatter. But she didn’t want to make it obvious that Bell had been her intended target until he’d made his way to his date.

Looking around quickly, she veered slightly, hoping to maybe spot somebody else she knew or something that could have possibly given her reasons to head this direction. Her change of direction had put her in line to the refreshments table. She would’ve sprinted to it. But heels. She’d gotten the hang of them quickly enough, but running in them wasn’t something she was ready to try just yet.

Taking refuge at the refreshments table, she decided only five more minutes. Then she was most definitely leaving.

[Fifi Hart]

Putting Vin and Fifi together at a dance was like throwing a match into a powder keg. Both were outgoing, and simply loved to party…it wasn’t bound to be very long before the hit the floor. Fiona scurried after him, focusing very hard on not tangling up her long legs and her high heels with her quick steps.

Fifi fell easily into the rhythm, wrapping her arms around Vin and smiling broadly. “Of course he is! I’m the best.” She huffed, chuckling. “Also: You’re fourteen.” She teased. In her time knowing of Vin and Bren’s dating life, she had constantly wondered at how…young they acted around each other. On some level it was good for them, she was sure, but on several other levels it had to be terrible.

Tilting her head back and forth in though, Fifi finally simply shrugged. “We can if you think you can keep your hands off him.” Fifi said, a warning in her voice. She was constantly worried that Bren and Vin would get busted, and that would just be horrible.

Horrible.

[Vincent Verax]

Vincent scrunched up his face when Fifi called him fourteen. "Nuh uh!" He was quite sure he wasn't, at least. Although sometimes Vin forgot how old he was; he'd lied about it often enough. He didn't quite catch that she was calling him childish because of the way that he acted around Brendan. It had never really occurred to him that their behavior might have been abnormal, they just had fun, and that was all that he cared about.

He rolled his eyes as Fifi warned him, "I can!" he insisted, though we all know very well how much self control that that he has. (None, really.) But he waited until the song was over before starting to lead Fifi away from the dance floor over the refreshments table where Brendan was standing.

And then he saw Ella grab his ass.

A scowl spread over Vin's face, nevermind that he had just done the exact same thing to Fifi. It was totally unfair for her to be touching his Brendan like that. (Honestly I don't understand him at all.) "Hey! Hey!! Did'ja jus' see that? Th'fuck does sh'think she is? Huh?" Vincent looked from Fifi to Ella and then back again, his expression still upset. And what made it worse, Brendan seemed to be encouraging it.

Huffing, Vin pulled Fifi closer. "Hey... y'wanna give m' a hit?" Because if Brendan was going to act like that, Vin was going to need a little something to take the edge off. And with Fifi being... Fifi, who better was there to turn to?

[Delilah Grande]

Delilah turned around the moment she heard the other girl snap at her a flinched a little. She shifter awkwardly for a moment and glanced around a bit. Becca was moody! Just like Reaper Girl. Her Reaper Girl whom she had managed to tame... if only for the sake of being her Goth clothes model. At least they were sorta friends right. Lily gave an awkward slightly uneasy smile at Becca and squared her shoulder walking right up to the girl and standing before her. She shouldn't be afraid of a little meanness.

After all, her friend was worse. Into horror movies and things like that. Oh the blood and gore that poor Lily had to endure. It was however, good to be around a girl even if that girl seemed like a total... no... no Lily didn't think that of Becca right?
"What do you think? Why do you think I have your full name?"
Was Lily managing to be a little tough? Though her words were rather sarcastic her tone was soft and cautious.

Delilah took a breath and let it out slowly.
"Why'd you sign up for Hammel's blind dates if you didn't want one to begin with? I could... leave you be if you wanted. "
Her big brown eyes were already searching for someone she knew. She company for tonight that was for certain. This girl? Becca, was certainly not in the mood for enjoyment and relaxation before exams start.

[Reece Turner]

The touch against his hand from Sage was always warm and he was suprised by how warm Sage's hand actually was. The beautiful green eyes always seemed to smile when Sage's lips did. The soft tenderness in Sage was an instant attraction for Reece and he was absolutely amazed by how good Sage was at showing understanding and his innocent way of accepting things. Sage always accepted things. Reece had tried specifically not to let his sibling, the demented one, know that he was coming to the dance but it was Hammel after all and he remembered from his days here, how quickly news travelled.

Reece quirked a brow when Sage mentioned he was not perfect either. Somehow, Reece didn't really believe that. Sage was so innocent and truthful and Reece really believed that the boy had an innocence that not many other people had.
"You most definitely belong on a throne, Sage. There is no other place for you. "
Reece would compliment the boy now only for a smile or a glow. It seemed that Sage deserved it.

The compliments were a way of giving Sage the confidence, Reece thought he desprately needed. Reece lead Sage into the dance and let his eyes wander over the decorations, a feeling of nostalgia quickly washing over him as he entered. As he examined the couples, he instantly found his good sister in a conversation with a lanky ginger head and smiled nudging at Sage.

"Not to be the overprotective older brother or anything but do you have any info on the guy my sister's with? Lindsey over there."
Maybe Sage didn't even connect the two though that was slightly hard to do. They had the same facial features and slender figures. Lindsey, though, looked more like Nana from the pictures their mom had showed them but they all had their dad's face. It was rather easy to see that they were related.

Finally he found Becca too and her sneer, as it often did, made him scowl at her in disappointment. The girl she was with seemed uneasy and unsure and Reece quickly started steering Sage deeper into the crowd towards a refreshment table, trying very hard not to catch Becca's attention. He'd protect Sage. This time there would be no chance of an insult shot in Sage's direction. He'd get his sister to back off if she even came close to causing Sage ill feelings.

"I think we ought to get a drink. Don't you?"
And that's when he saw her... Reece's mouth fell open and he froze, halfway across the floor staring at Aracelli. Anger instantly stiffened the back of his shoulder and jealousy pulled his lips into a tight sneer not at all unalike to Becca's. Unfortunately they got their temper from their mother. The slow possessiveness that only grew in time was Reece's alone to claim from his mother.

After all, he had been around when his father had messed things up with his mother that once and he'd seen her cling and fall into a slightly possessive state. He'd been six going on seven at the time and he understood, from what his mother had shown, that if you wanted someone you had to fight to keep them.

[Bell Kent]

"Oh Good. She likes flowers. "
Bell turned his head and spokes into the edge of his jacket making a radio walkie talkie sort of sound before he started again.
"Do you read me? Tell the troops to cancel the chocolate fountain with the dancing pink ponies. The Bellster over and out."
Bell then flashed her an inconspicious grin before becoming more serious again.

He cleared his throat pulling a hand before it before motioning over the rose.
"I'm sorry it's all squashed. It had a fight with another rose when I told them that they'd be held by the fairest of them all in my school. You should have seen that puppy go. It was really impressive. You should feel proud to hold it."
Bell nodded with a serious tone to his voice and an even more serious look on his face as he eyed the rose, digging his hands into his pockets for a moment.

She introduced herself and he nodded and quickly said...
"I know."
Before smiling innocently and flicking his head to get the blonde hair out of his eyes.
"I mean from the note. We were given one another's names right? "
And that was totally how he knew that she was Abigail.
"And I've seen you around. You're kinda hard to miss. You're gorgeous."

Bell made it his business to know everyone! She was all uncertain of what to do so Bell was more then happy to take the lead.
"Well... Refreshments? "
He held out his hand for her in a gentlemanly fashion quirking a brow and doing his best attempt at appearing to be posh. His eyes scanned the Auditorium searching for the drinks table when he saw Angie standing there.

"Ooooorrrr not....Or we could dance? Take a walk? Unless you're really thirsty and feel like seeing superman just crumble at your feet. See the girl right there at said refreshments. She is Belltonite... Just like Kryptonite, only for Bell instead of anyone else...."
Bell nodded. Angie totally looked sad right now and he was finding it very hard not to bounce over there and make his Wendy smile with his Peter Pan bubble.