Forum Thread
~St Venti's School for the Magically Gifted~
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → ~St Venti's School for the Magically Gifted~"Aww, you blushing?" He grinned mischievously. "Pretty cute, if you ask me! You're trying wayyyyy too hard now~!"
"I-I've never heard of you before. Are you. . . New here?"
A lie. Eclipse knew exactly who this was.
Aaron sighed.
" No. . . I'm a fallen angel. . ."
"That's because I was here when this school was founded."
Adrik stepped inside the room, just as the music started playing. Clutched in his hand was Kaden's. He cast a shy smile up at him. "You want to dance?" he whispered.
Suddenly, behind Grimm, a squeal started behind the refreshments. Seara jumped out and tackled Grimm in a hug. "Grimmmm!" they squeaked. "This is amazing!" They snuggled into her shoulder. "I'm so proud of you!"
Alexander glanced about himself, feeling confused. Where was he...? Why had the Priya girl dragged him here? Speaking of her, she was holding his hand. She released it.
"I'm going to see if Jennifer's here," she said quietly in his ear, stepped back, gave him a wane smile and a courtsey, and hurried off into the crowds.
As he watched her leave, his eyes landed on a head of red hair. Gen... Genya, right? He approached her, since he didn't know anyone else here.
Priya found Jennifer, and quickly wrapped her in a hug. "Jennifer!" she breathed, hugging her tighter.
Off on the second floor, hidden behind the railing, creeping through the shadows, someone leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching the event's on the lower floor with emotionless yellow eyes. Their eyes found someone just coming in, holding hands with another boy.
Isla closed her eyes, listening to the romantic songs oozing from the piano. It was so beautiful. Before she knew it, tears were tracking down her face.
He gripped Adrik's hand.
"Sure."
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Genya turned around.
She smiled sadly.
"Aleko..?"
She sighed.
"Who's your date to the dance?"
------------------------------------------
Mirej watched everyone with wide eyes.
She'd never seen a dance, and was curious.
--------------------------------------------
Sasuki walked along the corridor, looking disgruntled.
He peered at Isla, and frowned.
Shaking his head, he sat outside the dance area, and pulled a book out of his bag, sitting down and reading it.
"Date?" His brain drew a blank. "What do you mean?"
The words of the song floated in Isla's ear. From the first moment I met you... A frown. But... what... She remembered it. That first beautiful moment. That first moment where the hatred had softened, the-
She stiffened.
Why...? Why was she...? It was just a stupid love song! Something written to profit capitalism, to make money with talentlessness, with-
But the song was still playing. And with each word, the ice around her heart melted.
No... No... I didn't mean that... Everything hurt. Please... stop making me feel like this. Who was she speaking to? Who was... she thinking about now? What had this stupid song become?
All of a sudden, someone tapped her on the shoulder.
It's hard to explain."
She turned towards the room.
"You see what those people are doing there?
That's dancing."
She pointed.
---------------------------------------
"D'you have any idea how to dance? At all?
I don't want to embarrass myself with my poor dancing skills."
He laughed.
--------------
Mirej existed and wants someone to talk to her.