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PostPosted: Thu Dec 10, 2015 8:18 pm


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The Garden

A portion of the grounds outside has been set up for couples (and stags) to go out and enjoy the night air away from the ball. So, if you're feeling a bit claustrophobic, step outside!
PostPosted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 5:23 pm


Echoes start as a cross in you,
Trembling noises that come too soon.
Spatial movement which seems to you,
Resonating your mask or feud.
Hollow talking and hollow girl;
Force it up from the root of pain.
Never said it was good...
Never said it was near...


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яανeи¢łαωføυятн чeαяρυяeвłøøđše¢øиđ вøяи

Anti had to sit down. To be more clear, she had walked into the Great Hall, lingered by the entrance for a few anxiety-ridden moments, looking for anyone she knew, seen nothing but a sea of masks and flurry of colored dresses moving in dance, and then walked out. She was being ridiculous. She had been to fancy parties, if not balls, before. Not many, because Mother and Father believed children ought to be not seen and not heard, but she knew how these things were supposed to go.

As an unattached young lady, she needed to remain at the side of her chaperone; in this case, her older brother. She was to sit quietly, eat nothing, because young ladies did not let on that they actually had to eat to survive in public, and wait for someone to ask her to dance, at which point her brother would inform her whether she could or could not dance with said person. After any dance she was to return to her seat and start the whole process over again, throughout the entire night, and hopefully some pureblood boy would take notice of her delicacy and grace and decide to court her.

Anti was fairly certain she would rather have her fingernails pried off one by one then ever go through anything remotely similar to that. Even if she did stay by Vander's side, he'd likely ditch her in favor of Wendy anyways, not that she'd be sorry to see him go. He and Wendy deserved one another. She couldn't handle both of them at the same time; she could just picture herself trying not to cry. They'd probably laugh.

And she couldn't- she just didn't think she could do it. She couldn't watch all those girls with their boyfriends (or their girlfriends, some of them had girlfriends and she hated them for it with an intensity that frightened her), swaying in the torch light, laughing and talking. All of them in masks. It was like one of her nightmares come to life. She gingerly felt her own mask, and started to undo it, but couldn't. She couldn't. She let her hands fall into her lap, and stared at the folds of her dress. Her makeup was perfect and her hair was tightly braided and clipped back, so tight it almost hurt- and her shoes were barely more than fragile scraps of lace. You couldn't run in shoes like these, even if that was all you wanted to do.

She picked at the skin around her nails until it grew red and irritated and forced herself to stop. Just breathe. Just breathe. Everything will be fine. It's just a silly ball. Anti twisted her necklace back and forth fretfully, and closed her eyes. At the end of the terraced lane a couple was furiously snogging under the fairy lights. She felt like she might vomit.


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Shadow rises and you are here.
And then you cut, you cut it out-
And everything goes back to the beginning.
Silence seizes a cluttered room...
Light is shed not a breath too soon.
Darkness rises in all you do;
Standing and drawn across the room.
Spatial movements and butterflies.

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PostPosted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 7:57 pm


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                                            And you don't seem the lying kind
                                            A shame you seemed an honest man
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                                            Selina drew in a deep lungful of the cold wintry air, as she stepped out into the garden to get away from the noise and the crowd in the main party area. For the evening, she chose a long, slinky black sleeveless dress, with a slit along one side to make it easier to move around, with matching black hose and black patent leather high-heeled shoes. Over her dress she added a black crocheted shawl. Her long brunette hair was pulled back and pinned in place, while a mask rather like that of Bast covered her face.

                                            Most of the girls she'd seen were wearing dresses they could barely walk around in, much dance, or move quickly, and their masks served only to make identifying them at a distance problematic.

                                            Selina had yet to find Layton, and she wasn't at all sure if he was here yet. Tonight was the anniversary of their first date, and she hoped he remembered that. As it was, she brought a gift she intended to present to him when the opportunity presented itself.

                                            She saw there was somebody else in the garden with, and the other girl seemed a little ... overwhelmed, and nervous, judging by the way she picked at the skin around her nails, and fidgeted with her necklace. As she came close, Selina was fairly certain she was looking at Anti, but she wouldn't let on she knew, as it was rather the point of a masquerade. "It is a bit daunting, isn't it?" she said, hoping to put the other girl more at ease.

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                                                          spaceElliott had taken one look at the Great Hall, rolled his eyes, and promptly exited out towards the gardens. He had absolutely no interest in any of the nonsense taking place inside. Not the dancing, not the auction, none of it. If he got hungry, he might just consider popping in for something to eat... If only because the resident House-Elves had obviously worked very hard on the feast, and he'd hate to make them work more by opting to head to the kitchen instead. Even the gardens managed to irk him, though, done up for the holiday as they were. Not as crowded as inside, though, so he supposed it was the lesser of two evils. He groaned quietly, hands shoved down into his pockets, not really sure what he was doing. His fingers brushed the cover of the book he'd shrunk down. He figured he could just... find a place to read. Jesse would find him eventually, he was sure, but he was rather hoping the Slytherin was as annoyed with all this rubbish as he was and wouldn't mind if they just stayed outside all night. He'd probably object to the reading, but they could always just snog. Provided Jojo didn't make a nuisance of herself, but last he'd heard, she hadn't been planning on coming, had made plans with Kenny since it was her birthday (and he almost managed to pity her for having it on such an awful ruddy holiday), though he figured those'd be long since over by now. She probably didn't see the draw of attending the dance without her boyfriend, which he didn't blame her for. He barely saw the draw with his in attendance, after all. Hopefully she kept to that and didn't show, he thought. Though, now he was jealous; she was probably tucked away in her dorm, enjoying blissful silence since most of the school was at the ball. If only, he thought bitterly. He would've loved to make use of the time in the Slytherin dorms without Benji there to get on his last nerve.


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PostPosted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 6:17 am


Echoes start as a cross in you,
Trembling noises that come too soon.
Spatial movement which seems to you,
Resonating your mask or feud.
Hollow talking and hollow girl;
Force it up from the root of pain.
Never said it was good...
Never said it was near...


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¢ α š š ı ø ρ e ı α
ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e

яανeи¢łαωføυятн чeαяρυяeвłøøđše¢øиđ вøяи

The cat goddess mask was unusual, but Anti had shared a dorm room with Selina for the past four years now. She would have recognized her voice anywhere. She glanced up at her housemate, who was wearing a dark slinky dress that made her look older, and her hair was pinned up like a woman's, not a girl's; Anti felt like a petulant child playing dress up in contrast.

Where was Layton, then? Anti knew she would have heard if they were still dating; she heard a lot of what her housemates discussed, and sometimes wondered if they forgot she was in the room. She knew Lola was hoping to get together with Devonte tonight, or at least she assumed so from the way the Asian girl had danced across their room in delight at seeing the outfit her parents had sent, and she knew Selina and Layton had started dating around this time last year.

But the one eyed boy was nowhere to be seen at the moment, which relieved Anti. The last thing she needed was the happy couple standing there pitying her. She breathed out through her nose slowly. "I- I'm not really fond of things like this," she said very quietly, though there didn't seem to be anyone in the vicinity who would be listening in. "I don't like... I don't like all the masks." Way to sound like a child, she congratulated herself sarcastically. You don't like all the masks. What a revelation.

The scars on her torso ached, and for a split second of sheer panic she had to fight to convince herself that the slippery material of her dress was just that, a dress, and not blood on her chest and stomach. But she wasn't bleeding out on the ground in Hogsmeade, she was in the rose garden at a masquerade ball- smell the bloody roses, Anti. "Where's Layton?" she asked timidly.


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Shadow rises and you are here.
And then you cut, you cut it out-
And everything goes back to the beginning.
Silence seizes a cluttered room...
Light is shed not a breath too soon.
Darkness rises in all you do;
Standing and drawn across the room.
Spatial movements and butterflies.
PostPosted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 8:45 am


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                                            And you don't seem the lying kind
                                            A shame you seemed an honest man
                                            And all the fears you hold so dear

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                                            With a slight shrug, Selina confessed, "I've never been overly fond of such things either. When I was a child I used to imagine coming to these occasions, like the ones in the old faery stories, but they aren't like at all. Anymore, though, I can do without the crowd and the noise." She paused a moment to consider her next thought..."The masks, though ... We all wear masks, Anti, just tonight they are a bit more obvious."

                                            Selina smiled at the mention of her boyfriend, though the mask hid much of her expression. "He's around, I'm certain; though, I must say my disguise might be a bit tougher to penetrate than others."

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                                            Will turn to whisper in your ear
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                                            But you know that it means so much
                                            And you don't even feel a thing


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PostPosted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 3:00 pm


Echoes start as a cross in you,
Trembling noises that come too soon.
Spatial movement which seems to you,
Resonating your mask or feud.
Hollow talking and hollow girl;
Force it up from the root of pain.
Never said it was good...
Never said it was near...


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¢ α š š ı ø ρ e ı α
ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e

яανeи¢łαωføυятн чeαяρυяeвłøøđše¢øиđ вøяи

Anti suddenly thought of hours spent poring over storybooks as a child, trying to insert herself into them in her head as Selina referenced faery stories, but that had been a long time ago. Wishful thinking had never gotten her anywhere. She'd learn to accept things as they came. The statement about masks made her shift uncomfortable in her seat. She should excuse herself and go back inside, but she could hear the music faintly, even from out here, and she couldn't bring herself to stand up. "It's very good," she said politely. "Mine barely covers my face." Cover her face? Not a chance. Mother claimed she was starting to have 'more of her look, and needed to learn to showcase it'. Like a medal. For winning some sort of disturbing lottery Anti didn't think she had ever signed up for. What she really took out of it was that she was no longer thought of as an ugly, gawky child. She was staring to wish she was eleven again."If I'm keeping you from going to look for him- don't let me. It is Valentine's Day." She couldn't keep some dismay from creeping in at the end there.


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Shadow rises and you are here.
And then you cut, you cut it out-
And everything goes back to the beginning.
Silence seizes a cluttered room...
Light is shed not a breath too soon.
Darkness rises in all you do;
Standing and drawn across the room.
Spatial movements and butterflies.
PostPosted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 10:35 pm


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                                                          spaceAmata really should've stayed inside for the time being, she knew; Grayson had said he was going to make it to the ball, and if he actually managed it, she imagined that he'd be in the Great Hall. Possibly looking for her, more likely standing in a corner with his nose in a book. Though, she admitted she might not be giving him enough credit. It wasn't like he didn't pay attention to her when he knew he was supposed to, so reasonably, his priority if he remembered the dance at all would be to hunt her down. Still, it'd felt a bit stuffy inside, and she'd wanted a breath of fresh air. Winter was her favorite time of year, after all, and while some might've thought it too chilly to be outdoors, she found it incredibly refreshing, even with how scantily-clad she was. Not that her dress was inappropriate, it was just of a rather thin fabric, with a rather high slit, hidden by a sheer fabric on top, and happened to sport a bare shoulder. The Gryffindor Head of House took it upon herself to hover menacingly over a pair of sixth years who seemed a little too involved in each other, humming in satisfaction when they hastily separated and the young man asked his partner if she'd like to go inside and dance. Amata wasn't opposed to students having a good time, and it was Valentine's Day, after all, but there were limits on what was appropriate, and that particular pair had been heavily toeing the line. She sighed happily, hands clasping behind her back, and continued her little stroll, a faint smile on her lips. It was rather romantic, after all. Maybe Grayson would know her well enough to come looking for her outside? He knew she preferred cold weather, after all. Or, he ought to, by now. And it wasn't as though it'd be difficult to ascertain that she wasn't in the Great Hall, even with the crowd. She was a good bit taller than most females and a fair few of the males as well, after all.


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PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 7:01 am


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Time: Valentines 2032
Location: The Garden
Looking: Lost in Wonderland
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                                                            When Alice had heard of a Masquerade she had been excited. It was so much fun to dress up and plan her outfit, she had even decorated a top hat to go with her Wonderland themed outfit, but now she was regretting even coming. Or not asking Eira to meet with her in the Ravenclaw common room. Oh why didn't she do that? She hadn't wanted to be a bother to Eira and lately she felt like she was even more a bother to the naturally white-blonde girl. Eira was usually so put together but lately it seemed she would become flustered around her and it made Alice even more flustered. Alice wanted so much to be strong and pretty and independent like her friend, but she was worried now about a second feeling of hers, she hated to be separated from her friend and wanted to be by her side as much as possible. She always had felt that to some degree, but now, when she saw Eira with her friends in the hall, Alice had taken to hiding behind armor or something not to bother Eira and her friends but couldn't shake a small ache that would grip her chest. It wasn't healthy to feel that right? It wasn't normal to feel that strongly towards a friend, especially one who was the same gender as her. Well there were girls who dated girls and guys who dated guys, but even if she was inclined that way (and maybe she was, maybe she felt for Eira like Elliott felt towards Jesse), it wasn't as if Eira would feel the same way.

                                                            Thinking to try to find her friend when she arrived, Alice got cold feet right away and feeling overwhelmed by the masks and all the people she had run to the garden and half hidden herself on a bench where she was busy drawing a flower that had managed to bloom despite the frozen dew drops on it now. It would likely die. Quick to bloom and quick to fall. She thought capturing that beauty might calm her nerves. Besides that was something that would transport her to her own world where her nerves didn't exist and people weren't there surrounding her and worrying her. She was never that great with crowds.

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                                            "Thank you," Selina said, more than happy to take compliments when she could get them. "You look fine as well, Anti," she added gently, hoping to make her feel a bit better. It was clear to her her friend was a bit uneasy about being here, which Selina quite understood. These social events always put her on edge, and large gatherings really made her uneasy ever since a certain day in June on a particular train platform not so far removed from where they were now. Noting the note of dismay in Anti's voice, Selina said, "It might make things easier for Layton if I were to stay put, and I would be content to keep you company for as long as you wish it. You don't deserve to be all alone tonight either."

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 1:06 pm


Echoes start as a cross in you,
Trembling noises that come too soon.
Spatial movement which seems to you,
Resonating your mask or feud.
Hollow talking and hollow girl;
Force it up from the root of pain.
Never said it was good...
Never said it was near...


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ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e

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Anti managed a thin smile and nodded a little. She looked up a little when the other girl said she would stay where she was, and that she didn't deserve 'to be all alone tonight either'. She was used to being alone. If she ever wrote an autobiography at least a third of it would be devoted to talking about how utterly alone she felt most of the time, like she was peering in some happy little snow globe. "I'm not a very good dancer, anyways," she murmured. "Too tall." Her own height somewhat disturbed her; she had obviously inherited it from both of her parents, as had Cy, where Vander had somehow missed out on it and was small and slight. Still taller than her and Cy, but certainly not as tall as other boys his age. Father bemoaned her height; it was intimidating, he said, for a girl to be tall for her age, and it should have been Vander who was towering over most of his classmates. It was the only thing Anti had ever had that Vander did not, and while that thought was slightly frightening, because it was so out of the realm of what was normal for her, it was also slightly triumphant. "How was your winter break?" she then asked, just to fill the gaping silence.


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Shadow rises and you are here.
And then you cut, you cut it out-
And everything goes back to the beginning.
Silence seizes a cluttered room...
Light is shed not a breath too soon.
Darkness rises in all you do;
Standing and drawn across the room.
Spatial movements and butterflies.
PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 6:30 pm


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                                                              Layton found his way out into the garden, having just stopped by the refreshments table to grab some snacks. Hey, it wasn't his fault his stomach liked to go rogue every now and again. He had been looking for Selina everywhere, short of going the dungeons--not to mention the masks everyone was wearing made it even harder--and was about to give up his search and think of himself stupid for even assuming this would be her type of deal when he noticed two girls out in the dark conversing, one wearing some sort of cat mask and hair pinned up to make her look significantly older. He raised an eyebrow behind his wolf mask, which if it weren't for how cool it looked he definitely wouldn't be wearing. His eyesight was poor enough as it was, having only one working eye, but having a mask on top of that? It took all he had not to bump into a different person every second. Thankfully all that seeker training had helped hone his eyesight.

                                                              He did wonder who his girlfriend was talking to, though, and wasn't inclined to interrupt them quite yet, even if he did have a surprise dug deep into his pocket. He had managed to buy a small, subtle ring for their first anniversary, which now that he thought about it seemed like a bad idea. They were only young teenagers, after all, and he didn't want to seem like he was pushing things too fast. But then again, it wasn't like he was about to get down on one knee and propose to her in the middle of the garden. He sighed and gripped the small box the ring was placed in tightly, walking a bit closer to the pair and thinking that the other masked stranger was Antigone. He knew that Anti was pretty introverted, and might have retreated the second he approached like a scared cat, but that would just have to be a risk he'd take. Tapping who he expected to be his girlfriend, he cleared his throat and spoke. "That's a pretty unique mask compared to the rest of the ones here. You wouldn't happen to be acquainted with a certain Selina Grey, would you?" His lips curled into a smirk which was partially hidden by his mask.



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PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 7:13 pm


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                                            "Mother tried to get me to dance when I was younger, took me to classes so I could step-dance, you know like that Micheal Flatley fellow used to do," said Selina. "I always felt like she wanted me to be like those silly little dogs in the dog shows in the ballerina get-ups. Rather not be trotted out and made to perform tricks."

                                            When asked about her winter break, Selina replied, "Hannah finally convinced me to go home for the holidays. Nicest bit was when I found out my grandparents finally got around to getting a headstone for my parents and my baby brother. Visited them at the cemetery on Christmas Eve." She didn't mention kneeling at their grave and begging her father's forgiveness for the unconscionable sin of being the one still alive out of her family.

                                            Upon being tapped upon the shoulder, and hearing Layton ask his question, Selina turned, stretched her arms to give him an embrace, giving a rather credible imitation of her own cat's Siamese-like purr, before answering in a purring fashion, "Purrrhaps..." As she laid her head upon his shoulder, she couldn't help but start to giggle. "I would have waited here all night for you, but I always knew you'd find me here. Happy Anniversary," she added softly.

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                                            Will turn to whisper in your ear
                                            and you know I don't mean to hurt you
                                            But you know that it means so much
                                            And you don't even feel a thing

PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 10:18 pm


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                                                                Nah, you don't know me
                                                                Lightning above and a fire below me
                                                                You cannot catch me, cannot hold me
                                                                You cannot stop, much less control me

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                                                                Where am I? Garden
                                                                Who am I with? Elliott
                                                                What am I doing? Deciding his lap is a good place to lie down
                                                                What am I thinking? I knew I'd find him out here!
                                                                Who's Important to me? Elliott Holt
                                                                What am I wearing? Speak of the Devil...

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                                                                Jesse knew it wouldn't take that long to find Elliott when he came up for the ball. After all, Elliott didn't want to be here to begin with, and it took quite a bit of convincing (as well as liberal use of puppy eyes) to convince Elliott that they should go. Okay, maybe he might have guilt-tripped a bit with mentioning that the only time he'd gone to something like this was during second year with that disastrous Yule Ball. He'd thought that asking a girl out was going to actually be a nice gesture, and instead Arianna had decided it was a pity date. Girls, he decided, were just insane. He'd prefer to stick with his own gender if they were all crazy like that. Well, actually, to be fair, Jojo wasn't all that crazy. She just had a messed up past. Even he could see it, and part of that he attributed to the fact that he had a messed up past himself. He just didn't realize how bad of one until he'd asked about it. She'd glossed over the details, but Jesse didn't need a map of what happened. Anyway, he was here at the ball, not dealing with crazy girls and insane ideas about himself.

                                                                He had grabbed a couple of butterbeers from the refreshment area and made his way through the ball, eventually finding his way out to the garden. That was a sure place he knew Elliott was going to be. If nothing else, it was quiet and peaceful, and away from people. He spotted the Ravenclaw rght where he figured he'd be, sitting off by himself and looking about as stiff as he could manage. That took talent, Jesse mused. He set the butterbeer for Elliott right next to him with a slight grin, and then plopped himself down onto the bench, laying his head in Elliott's lap. "One butterbeer, no alcohol, and guaranteed not to lead to accidental confessions." Okay, maybe he was teasing his boyfriend a bit, but he didn't do it that often. He just... hadn't gotten around to admitting he loved Elliott too. Too many confusing feelings tied up in those words, foremost was that the idea that Elliott would finally find out too much about him and just leave.


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                                                                When it rains, it pours
                                                                When the floodgates open, brace your shores
                                                                That pressure don't care, it breaks your doors
                                                                Say it's all you can take, better take some more

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 11:07 pm


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                                                                What the hell is wrong with me?
                                                                My mom and dad weren't perfect,
                                                                But still you don't hear no crying a** bitching from me,
                                                                Like there seems to be on everybody's CD

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                                                                Where am I? Garden
                                                                Who am I with? Gia
                                                                What am I doing? Staying away from the flood of hormones...
                                                                What am I thinking? ...Really?
                                                                What am I wearing? Here for Reasons

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                                                                Carver carried his skateboard in one hand, and had an armful of food in the other. The reason? Gia had decided to attend the ball, and Carver could only roll his eyes at her and sigh, since he knew for a fact he'd be dragged into it as well. Which, lo and behold, he had. He wondered vaguely if this was some sort of experiment for Gia, to see if there was a literal flood of hormones when Valentine's Day approached, but he wasn't certain. Then again, inviting him could have been a test to see how long before he decided to commit suicide from watching the people ogle and make out all night. Which, he was decidedly not ogling Gia. He refused. If he even attempted to look at her, it was directly at her face and nowhere else. Eventually he'd get a handle on this 'friend with boobs' thing.


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                                                                All those Saturday
                                                                When kids go out and play
                                                                Yo I was up in my room
                                                                I let the stereo blaze

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