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Nov 17, 2005 14:31:44 GMT -8
Post by Thistle on Nov 17, 2005 14:31:44 GMT -8
Marble finally was able to get away from the bimbos and walked off to be a wallflower. He hoped Darla didnt need him for anything else for the night. He was already sick of her.
The teenage boy looked up and grinned slightly as he spotted Jean and Garret dancing together and laughed quietly when he saw the blush on Garret's cheeks.
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Nov 17, 2005 14:46:33 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 17, 2005 14:46:33 GMT -8
(He's slowly turning into someone different than me, but fear not, my almighty humor will live on!)
Kris rolled over, "Hey Gerlad, yeah this be it! Let's go and find someone to dance with." He said as he got up and started walking around. He had absolutly no dancing skills, which is why he his often jumping.
Kris, leaving the drunk act behind, circled throughout the gym several times, looking for someone. He eventually came upon...no one. so he just tapped his feet to the beat of the song.
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Nov 17, 2005 15:27:36 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Nov 17, 2005 15:27:36 GMT -8
"WooHoo this is the greatest party I've been at in a long time" Gerled said with sarcasm.
"I'm gonna go get some snacks I'm some what starving my....yea I'm gonna go get some food" he said and wondered off into the sea of jumping people and finally came upon the snack table where they had one of the most awesome foods there is !Pizza Rolls!
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Nov 17, 2005 19:20:05 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 17, 2005 19:20:05 GMT -8
Jean chuckled and gently took Garret's hands. She placed one on her waist, and the other she kept in her own, holding it out. She smiled and whispered, "Now just move your feet... you'll do fine."
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Nov 17, 2005 19:41:37 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 17, 2005 19:41:37 GMT -8
(Kris has got nothing to do but jump around, so since I'm PO'd, I'm gonna create some conflict or this thread will die down like a lot of the others)
Kris circled around the gym once more for good measure, nothing. He waded deeper into the crowd, the fog machines making it incredibly difficult to see in the mass of all the people. The several different colors of lights expanded and contracted across the room. Then he saw the one thing he was trying to avoid, his ex. He tried leaving but he couldnt escape from the mass of people. The were dancing in quite sexual manner, Kris could not escape he had no where to go, but he would have rather died than watch them do what they were doing. He ran into people slamming them down trying to escape. He turned for one last look, they were kissing.
Kris exploded, the inner hatred he had for himself and the disregard of his feelings for his past lover transformed him, he had never been this furious. All his sadness evaporated from the heat of the flames inside him. He had to let this out, but he could not create a scene. He wanted no one to know of his pain, it would surely bother them.
He sprinted across the room, and outside near the auditorium of the school, (by the soda machines) and began to scream and hit the wall with his madness. He had lost his sanity, he was so damaged from her treachery, her cheating...But that was not the worst of it.
The blood from is knuckles drifted down his hand and fell to the cold cement floor below. He knew that his friends would think this a very stupid idea, hitting things for a simple reason as that. He slowly began to calm down, he sat down on the stairs, as tears escaped his ussually strong and firm grey eyes. It began to snow.
Kris turned when he heard the cracking noise from tennishoes meeting with the snow on the ground. He could not tell who this figure was until it got close enough, it was his really good friend Allana, almost a sister to him. "Brrr, it's freezing out here Kris, what are you doi-" She stopped talking when she saw the blood stains on the snow below where Kris was sitting. Allana sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong, "You would'nt get it..." He replied. "Try me." She said, the very fact that she believed she understood his wrath angered him further. He stood up at this point at put on his favorite fingerless gloves to hide the blood. He began to cry as he explained how he felt, "I never wanted to believe that any of this happened... She cheated on me Allana! I failed... And I don't know why... I thought about it, but I did nothing... I-Kris began sobbing uncontrollably- I loved her! She said she loved me..." Kris tightened his fists, "LIAR! I cared! I was there for her when her father came home drunk and... I did everything I could! Why did she?" Kris paused for a moment to look at Allana's bewildered eyes, she wasn't even shocked. He thought of it as if she did not know how to react. He sat down again, "You know, I think the worst part is how ugly the new guy is..." Allanna, tried not to make ye contact with Kris, she feared him greatly when he was upset. But she had to tell him..."Kris, she did'nt cheat on you for him..." Kris could not beleive what he was hearing, could this be good news? "She cheated on you for another girl."
"What? Haha, I don't believe this. Hahaha, no way. I was that bad?!" Utter insanity echoed throughout his words. He began laughing histerically, tears still streaming down his face. "You know Kris, that's not the only one. I'm that way too..." Kris did'nt even look at her, he just continued laughing. He couldnt react. Allanna spent several minutes explaining to Kris about all the people who felt the way she did.
When Allana was done, Kris was no longer laughing, only an occasional chuckle. He was still crying, and he had to leave. He got up and walked towards the stadium, "Kris!" Allana yelled to him, "I'm...sorry." Kris laughed at this, "Ha! Since when did being sorry matter, you cannot fix your mistakes, the damage is done, now leave me alone." Kris yelled. Allana was left there thinking to herself about what Kris was going to do...
Kris walked to the middle of the track, and fell over onto his knees. Spotlights marked the fields though the place was empty. His tears created little spots of dampness upon the snow. He yelled as loud as he could, "WHY!!!" The word echoed through the stands, it was the only thing Kris could say to explian how he felt.
(Kris is gonna be back in a while, you can call him on the cell phone or something if you want, just don't come after him)
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Nov 17, 2005 22:07:11 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 17, 2005 22:07:11 GMT -8
Garret nodded, not exactly sure what he was doing. He began moving his feet slowly, grimacing as he bumped into her foot. She didn't seem to be annoyed though, and they continued dancing. Time seemed to slow to a crawl, he looked quickly into her eyes, then looked slightly left, embarrassed.
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Nov 18, 2005 11:34:33 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 18, 2005 11:34:33 GMT -8
Jean simply smiled. This was a girl's favorite thing to do to a boy... it made the girl feel pretty.
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Nov 18, 2005 14:36:35 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 18, 2005 14:36:35 GMT -8
(~ Since we've been away a whiles, I'm going to move it along. ~) Mike, with Bly, no longer 'in tow', but right next to him, actually smiling, came back into the dance area. Both of their outfits drenched, their hair and shoulders drenched with snow, leaving 'slush-prints' behind them as the walked into the crowd. They were still talking to each other about absolute randomness, even though they couldn't hear anything at all, they simply laughed. Whilst wandering aimlessly through the culmanation of people, Bly spotted Jean. He wanted to apologize, she had shown him a great kindness, and he had freaked out, but he would wait until she finished her dance. It would be rude to interrupt, she seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. He made a mental note of her relative location in the room and continued to wander, planning to return later.
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Nov 18, 2005 17:22:43 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Nov 18, 2005 17:22:43 GMT -8
"Hmm Maybe I shouldn't of come" he thought.Gerled didn't have anybody to talk to or hang out with, Kris was nowhere to be found and most of the people there he didn't know.
He was kinda bored wishing something interesting would happen like someone jumping off the bleachers or even zombies for all he cared but none of that happened.He saw a couple of aquantances out on the floor and on the side but didn't know them well enough to be comfortable talking to them.
He then decided to just watch everybody and at least be happy seeing everyone else happy.
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Nov 18, 2005 20:40:10 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 18, 2005 20:40:10 GMT -8
The dance ended and Jean smiled. "Thank you for the dance, Garret. You did just fine." With a pivot, she made her way to the chairs on the side of the room.
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Nov 18, 2005 22:14:21 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 18, 2005 22:14:21 GMT -8
Bly, who had made several rounds by now, 'dancing' in between the crowd, weaving in and out like a very elaborate game set up just for him. Somewhere within the mess he had lost track of Michael, but he knew he wouldn't be hard to find again soon, seeing as to his immense size, he was hard to miss.
He stumbled out into the open, gasping for air as he made his way wearily over to a chair along the wall. It was really intense in there, as a new, upbeat song had started, and everyone had begun to wildly 'flail' about; he couldn't think of any other way to describe the motion.
He leaned over, still trying to catch his breath and cool off, when he glanced to his left. The lights flashed from the dance as it turned slightly techno, and the effect seemed to make time skip a second at a time, capturing pictures, snipits of time.
He was sitting only 2 seats down from where Jean sat. She seemed to be in good spirits, which would bode well for him, as he was set for his apology.
He nonchalantly 'scooted' down the row, coming up next to her, and spoke to his shoes in a weak and obviously nervous voice. "J.. J-Jean? I-I-I'm Sorry..." He doubted in his mind if she had heard him, and it would make it all the harder to say it again. He was not very good with 'social graces'.
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Nov 19, 2005 2:44:37 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 19, 2005 2:44:37 GMT -8
As soon as she turned her back and walked off Garret turned around, beaming. A smile stuck on his face, he went to the washroom to make sure no one noticed.
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Nov 19, 2005 13:24:47 GMT -8
Post by deliverance on Nov 19, 2005 13:24:47 GMT -8
Michael smiled. He sat on the metal beams at the top of the cieling. Leaning against the wall, he let his mind wander, with only the sound of the music playing. He rocked on.
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Nov 19, 2005 15:10:29 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 19, 2005 15:10:29 GMT -8
As Garret walked into the washroom, Kris was at the sink, washing the dried blood off his knuckles. It was freezing out there, and his whole body burned with warmth as he enterd the room. "Hey." He said.
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Nov 19, 2005 15:17:19 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 19, 2005 15:17:19 GMT -8
Jean looked at Bly. Yes, she had heard him. "What ever for?" She laughs to lighten the mood... he seemed a bit nervous for some reason. "I am surprized that you even talked to me and came to meet my friends." She smiles warmly. "But, my goodness, you are sopping wet. I won't ask why." She gets up and looks at Bly. He seemed a bit better. Just to make her point of trying to make a friend of him, she puts her hand on his shoulder. "I am glad that you decided to come. Tell me, would you like to give me the pleasure of a dance... the next slow song?"
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