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[katie;]

"Oh, yeah! I forgot.. wow, how could I forget? Anyways... speaking of the homecoming dance..." Katie trailed off, blushing a bit. "Would you like to go with me?" she asked. She looked down at her feet which she suddenly found very intriguing.

[Tangerine Scream]

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Lukas Acosta Durante

crush ⇨ amy
species ⇨ werewolf
location ⇨ dorm #23
feeling ⇨ nervous
tagged ⇨ amy (takara)
character ooc ⇨ ____________
word count ⇨ 644+

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‘Is this the girl I met this morning?’ Lukas thought. He was beginning to question that this lively blonde girl was the dependent crying creature he had half-comforted in the morning. Doubt shone in his blue eyes, his jet black eyebrows crinkling over his long dark eyelashes as he studied the she wolf with courteous curiosity. She did not seem phased by his apology, so, with his face relaxing, he decided that this must be her. Something must have happened this morning. Wasn't she locked out of her room? ‘Yes, that would be the problem.’ He listened to her without comment, his steady gaze falling to his hands which were folded on his lap.

When she jumped off her throne on the bed, his head jerked up. He watched her unexcitingly as she rose with enthusiasm and made her way over to him. She grabbed his hands and pulled up so that he rose unsteadily to his feet. The way she batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly made Lukas worry what the favor involved, but rather than hurting her feelings again, Lukas answered with a short, bland, “Yes.” Her reply startled him and he stepped back at the octave of her voice. Just as he pulled back in surprise, Amy leapt forward and placed a kiss upon his cheek. Lukas began to fret. Did he shave this morning? Was his cheek smooth? Without thinking, he brushed the spot where she kissed him lightly with his fingertips. That was before he realized that his other arm was working like a puppet: as though his hand was a stand for a graceful ballerina figurine. He could not help but laugh as she twirled under his hand.

The moment passed more quickly than Lukas would have liked, but he was eager to remain in her company. When she started to gather bags, he picked up the leftovers and followed her down the hallway to her new dormitory. He paused behind her as she inserted the key and the door swung open. Even uninspiring Lukas thought the bedroom was boring. A plain navy sheet hugged the bed tightly, made as though ready to be inspected. Accessories included an alarm clock that was an hour behind, a jewelry box, and a stuffed animal that was in severe disrepair. The floors, walls, and rugs (they, too, lacked color) were all sparkling clean and yet the room was disgustingly tedious. Lukas snorted at it, before he knew what he was doing. He turned wildly around to search Amy’s face, praying his blunder would not hurt her feelings. This room did, after all, belong to her sister.

But she did not seem to have minded or she did not hear him. She pushed farther into the room and grabbed a bag from his arms. He watched her as she worked; she was functioning efficiently at adding color to the older sister’s room. Although Lukas deemed a renovation impossible, Amy made it happen. Fluffy pillows, comfy comforters, soft blankets, and fluffy pillows that were billowing out of the bags made their way to the empty bed. Lukas caught the pillow that she threw at him and silently did his job. Slipping the pillow into a satin fuchsia pillowcase, he tossed in back to her with a smile. Finally her side of the room was done. “It looks like you need to help out your sister when she comes back…” He murmured softly. He fell silently. Something rested on his tongue that he was itching to relieve. It was like scratchy sickness and he knew if he said it, he would feel better. "Words are cough syrup" his mother used to say. That phrase puzzled Lukas until now. At this moment, that silly quote made perfect sense.

“Hey, listen, I – uh…” Lukas scratched his neck thoughtfully. He looked everywhere but Amy’s face. “I was wondering if you… were, um, going to the dance?” He coughed uncertainly and then said so quickly that it did not even sound like he was speaking English anymore, “Would-you-like-to-er-go-the-the-dance-with-me?” It was like an invisible torch pressed against his cheeks and ears, roasting them. Instead of burning black, however, his cheeks turned a brilliant color of crimson. He lifted his pale blue eyes up to her face and gave her a feeble smile.

[Terox]

|Stormie Rose-18-Werewolf|

-Stormie is wearing this mask and this dress-

Stepping into my dorm, I took off my ripped clothes and got in the shower, completely forgetting about patrol. When I was done, I got into my blue nightgown and climbed into bed. It was a long day today, and tomorrow would be even longer.

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I woke up, hearing Blake's mind link. Uh-oh.. I thought to myself, my heart sinking into my stomach. "Yeah, it was fine, Blake.. We actually split up to cover more ground.. I didn't see anything, really.. No one called me about any problems.", I responded in a clear, calm voice. One thing I was good at was lying... I wasn't proud of it, but at least it was something that could be useful... Standing up, I took off my nightgown and slipped on my blue, lacy dress. Looking in the mirror, I put my hair up in a 'fancy' new hairstyle and applied some mascara to my eyelashes, along with some pretty blue eyeshadow. I slipped on some black high heels and stepped out of my room, heading towards the ball room. I slid on my mask as I approached the door, seeing Ashton through the window. I entered the room quietly, sneaking up behind him. Slipping my hands over his eyes I smiled, whispering in his ear. "Guess who..."

[~ mew ~]

'M-me?' Jay stuttered, confused. 'You want to go to the dance with me? This is a bit sudden.... I wouldn't be able to get you a gift or anything like that... Especially not a corsage. Unless you want me to go pick flowers and herbs and make it out of that,' he laughed nervously. He understood others' feelings better than his own. 'But, uh, sure... I'll go with you,' he blushed.

[katie;]

"I don't care about the gift, as long as I can go with you..." Katie said, blushing a dark shade of crimson. Her face lit up when he said that he would go with her. "Really? Thank you!" she said, smiling and hugging him a bit. She let go of him and said, "When I'm ready for the dance, do you want me to meet you here? And if I get done early, we can hang out a little before the dance..."

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

((Everytime I try to use the computer some family member has to be on it -_-))

[~ mew ~]

Jay blushed even more. 'No, I'll come to your dorm room a bit before the dance,' he said. 'You go and get ready. I have to get ready too. But first, there's something I need to do... Okay? Does that sound fine?'

[katie;]

Katie nodded. "Mhm, sounds good! Alright, I'll see you then," she said. She was smiling and blushing. "I'll be ready by the time you get there," she told him. Katie turned and started walking down the hall after Jay said his goodbye.

[~ mew ~]

'Okay! Bye, Katie!' Jay waved. He walked back into his dorm and closed the door behind him. He rummaged through a few of his drawers until he found what he was looking for. The werewolf pulled out a basket and closed the drawer. He walked back out of his dorm, locking the door, then ran outside. He felt obligated to make Katie a corsage. After all, it was a tradition, and he liked to follow traditions. He walked out of the school and into the woods and started to search for some flowers and herbs.

[katie;]

Katie walked back to her dorm room and walked inside, closing the door and shutting it. She scurried over to her box of homecoming clothes and ripped the tape off, opening the box. She grinned, pulling out her dress, mask, gloves and heels. Squealing in delight at how pretty everything looked, she walked into the bathroom to do her hair and makeup.