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Reese's eyes fall upon the room in a utter daze. It was beautiful from the lights to the matching colour scheme. She ran a hand through her gorgeous blond locks that we curled in loose curls that were only evident near the bottom of her hair. The simpleness of her hair was made to constant the complexity of her dress. It was black and long, the top was see through lace that expose all her skin to the start of her hips except for the rib section. There was a black thin belt that accented her waist, giving her the illusion of an hourglass figure. The bottom of her dress was a simple back loose fabric that was slit through the middle. To top it off she wore a simple pair of black pumps. Her nude, black lace mask felt uncomfortable against her skin. She felt as other's eyes fell upon her and she shifted uncomfortably. She quickly sent an text off to Damien, Stephan, and Alexandra to see where they all were. Considering that Ashton was probably busy with Gwen somewhere. Her eyes scanned the room to see if she could see anyone she know, but everyone was unknown in the sea of masked teenagers.

Autumn strolled into the ballroom, black mask over her face, gold dress light on her body. She scanned the room immediately, looking for her favourite teacher. Immediately she chastised herself. She doubted he was even in attendance tonight, and even if he was it would not matter much to her

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Tyson’s navy mask that matched his shirt made his face itchy, he was already completely done with the idea of having a masquerade. He surprisingly, wasn’t one much for dances. He ran a hand through his gelled back blonde hair as his eyes scanned his surroundings hoping to find someone he knew. James, or possibly even Aurora. He groaned as he gave himself a mental slap about already obsessing over the poor girl that probably didn’t want anything to do with him anyways. It was already doomed to fail for him. His eyes fell upon a familier brunettes eyes and once he gave the girl the once, he decided that she was his type. In the simplest terms, she was hot, and most likely would get his mind off of Aurora. He flashed her a bright boyish grin as he peered down to the girl in the golden full dress as he stated, “You look stunning, m’lady.” He shoved his hands into his pockets of his blank dress pants as he cocked his head to the side, he could tell that he had seen the girl before. Well, it was more than likely that he had down way more than seen the girl with his reputation.

Gwen walked in wearing a white dress with black and white frill and feathers on her shoulder. Her mask covered one eye and had a black and white feather on the side.
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Her brown hair made a bow in the back and the rest was it's natural curl. She had a shawl over her arms to cover the buses Draco gave her, she wanted to take it off eventually, but was self conses about her arms. She looked around to see if she never anyone. But every one had masks on, so she couldn't tell.

The moment he and Aurora had entered into the ballroom, James found himself alone. The younger girl had scurried off, rambling something about her makeup and touching up her hair-- which made little sense to James since half her face was hidden by her mask. He'd simply gave her a nod and instructed her to text him so they could find each other later. Standing there in his black suit, which he had actually bought specifically for that night, and the black mask to match he felt pretty ridiculous. Whose idea had it even been for them to have a masquerade themed dance to begin with? But hey, as long as Aurora was happy and having a good time that's what mattered. Glancing up at the front of the room, James noticed that the band had begun setting up; he'd heard that Damien's band was in charge of entertainment for the night and he cracked a grin. Clearly being back at St. Constance was a plus in his life. But as his gaze began to wander, he noticed a familiar head of blond hair-- talking to some girl he could only really guess at. With a shake of his head, he headed off in that direction, clapping a hand on Tyson's shoulder upon his arrival. "Man, it's not even five minutes in and you're already bothering this beautiful girl."

Autumn looked up at the sound of a voice she recognized all too well. "Tyson, you devil, is that you behind that mask?" she teased, glad to have her mind taken off of the other man ever present in her thoughts. "Such a pity you couldn't recognize me, I thought you valued our friendship more than that" she threw on a fake pout

((i'm sorry if the posts are slow, and awkward. I'm still not fully comfortable with the characters))

Ashton hurried into the dance room sending Gwen’s text saying that he was here, hoping she wasn't still mad at him for had occurred between them yesturday reguarding his close friendship with Alexandra. Considering from her text, she was at least pretending or trying to be over it. He won’t, shellfishly, that Draco was out of the picture, but considering his luck, he probably wasn’t. He was dressed in a phantom of the Opera manor with his half face mask because Gwen insisted. He honestly was all for the idea, but he wasn’t going to admit that to her, it would be so unmanly. He entered the building searching for his Christina. He saw her near the middle of the dance floor. He made his way over with a soft smile. Once he made it to her side, he picked up her petite hand and pressed it against his lips, “You look stunning, Gwen. Wow. It’s breath taking.”

((It's Kristen, not Christina. :)))
She smiled faintly,she was still shaken up about what happened after she left his house last night. She hoped Alex didn't kiss him, but she knew that she did. "Thanks, you look stunning too." She hugged him and sighed in relief, she thought he wouldn't come with her.

((Awks in the french verison its Christina. ;) Sorry, I haven't read or seen the english verison))

((Ohhh... Okay. I've only seen the English one, I went to it in December.))

((YOU SAW IN AS A STAGE PRODUCTION?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!? :OOO ))

Once he heard her voice, he knew it was Autumn. That explained why he was so certain that he had seen the girl before. Tyson rolled his eyes towards his friend, James, once he had made his James like comment. He gave him a fake chuckle as he shot him a grin, playfully pushing his friend’s hand over his shoulder. Then he quickly brushed the area off as if removing his germs, “Correction; I’m gracing her with my presence,” he joked, as he wiggled his brows in her direction, through it was hard the see through the mask that blocked that portion of his face. He just appeared to be having a face spasm of some sort. He straightened out his tux jacket as he sent Autumn an over dramatic apologetic smile, “I’m sorry, Autumn. I promise you, you mean the entire world to me,” he stated in a sing song voice as he stretched his arms out as if he was displaying out much she meant to him.

((Yes, it was amazing! They sung so good.))

"You are darn right I do, mon amour" Autumn replied in a teasing tone, smiling at both of the boys. "SO, have your eyes on any lovely ladies tonight? Beside myself of course, since I know you adore me" she purred in her french accent, giggling

James feigned an expression of mock outrage when Tyson brushed off his hand, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. He took a moment to glance between Tyson and Autumn, being polite enough to offer a bow of his head in her direction-- but forcing himself not to shoot his friend a look. After their talk in the parking lot the other day, James had been sure his best friend truly did have some sort of feelings for Aurora. But once again, here the older was, flirting with anyone that would let him. Right then, James made a mental note to search out some out of the way corner before Aurora came looking for him. But in the mean time-- "More like intruding on her personal space with the giant ego of yours," James shot back in an equally playful manner, holding back a bout of laughter at Tyson's facial expression. "Dude, are you havin' a seizure or something? Should I go get a teacher?" And there was one of Tyson's infamous lines, causing the blond to roll his eyes both with amusement-- and irritation. There was no way he could let Aurora see any of this, and he was actually grateful for her running off to have a 'girl' moment.

"Why thankyou," Ashton grinned as he gave her hand a little squeeze. He rather not talk about it, but considering they wouldn't be able to go back to normal in till they talked about it, he knew they had to. He cleared his throat awkwardly as he started, "So, about last night. I promise you nothing happened."

She looked down at the floor, she knew she shouldn't hold anything against him.. If he did, they were even. She let Draco hurt her and if he kissed Alex, Draco did worse to her.
"It's okay. I know." She lied, she hated herself for walking out of his house last night. "Just let's forget about it." She hugged herself under her shawl, she didn't want him to see her arms. He'd get mad and leave to find Draco.

“I know you too well,” Tyson teased as he flashed her a grin. She was one of his more favourite girls, considering she wasn’t pushy or stalkerly. He had girls that honestly scared him half to death because they were into him too much. Autumn and him on the other hand had an mutual understanding that they were strictly friends with benefits, and he liked it that way. No strings attached, it made life so much simpler. When she brought up the topic of other females, his mind fluttered away to Aurora once again. He cursed at himself, mentally of course. He didn’t understand why this girl was having such an impact on him. No matter how hard him tried, she found a way into his head, and they haven’t even talked that much. Even with the lack of knowledge about her, he was already head over heels. “My ego is a relative normal size, thank you very much,” Tyson responded as he gave his friend the quick finger at his seizure comment, jokingly of course. The two boys have never had a serious fight, unless you include when ever they almost kill each other for the last slice of pizza. “As long as it is Mrs. Bamian, because dammnnn.” She was one of the only hot teachers at their school, and the boys always made jokes about screwing her. He gave Autumn a bright grin, finally replying to her question, “Nah, it’s just you. Tu es ma fille.” His hope his years of french in high school so far have paid off and he didn’t say something complete incorrect.

Autumn grinned, "Of course of course, love" she said, tucking a loose strand of black hair behind her ear, "And please don't bother that lovely married woman!" she said with a mock frown,
"Although the way she dresses...perhaps she is asking for it. But no of course not, no woman asks to be treated as an object. Yet, she dresses that way just the same"

Hands were curling into and uncurling from fists at the blond's sides, averting his gaze every once in a while so he wouldn't have to watch the scene before him. James knew far too well just how Aurora felt about Tyson-- and vice versa. The whole situation was bothersome and aggravating and, he had to admit, a tad bit annoying. When he'd picked up Aurora before the dance, James could just see the nervousness coming off her in waves; the way she fiddled with every little thing just to keep her mind straight and why? Because of Tyson. But it wasn't even like he could be annoyed with his other best friend. The blond knew Tyson way too well to not have expected this, which was why he forced himself to relax. It was a dance after all, they were all meant to be having fun. "Um, if you think an ego the size of the Milky Way is normal size? We might need to get you back into math, Wilson," he joked easily while shifting a bit away from the pair. There was no way he'd let himself be associated with this if Aurora happened to come by. Putting his full attention on the conversation, James turned his attention to the teacher in question-- and let out a low whistle. "I gotta admit, Mr. Bamian is a lucky lucky man. I mean, there's no harm in just lookin', right?" He commented with a chuckle, hands stuffed into his pockets as he turned to give a playful wink in Autumn's direction.

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December wrote: "She looked down at the floor, she knew she shouldn't hold anything against him.. If he did, they were even. She let Draco hurt her and if he kissed Alex, Draco did worse to her.
"It's okay. I know..."

"Okay," Ashton responded with an agreeing nod before cocking his head to the side, "You want a drink or something?" He felt back about not telling her that he kissed Alexandra, but he didn't want her to know right now. He didn't want to lose her after everything they've been through."

SHe shook her head. She grabbed his jacket, some of the bruses on her arms. A smile appeared on her face, "Who do you think Wil be king and queen?"

"I bet you are gonna be king." She laughed.

“Trust me, you and me,” Tyson started as he gestured between him and Autumn while trying to wiggle his brows but yet failing again, making a mental note not to do it while wearing the mask, and deciding on just to wink in her direction instead, “Both know what I wanna do won’t bother her.” He chuckled at his own joke wearing his usually boyish cocky smirk. Her rolled his eyes at James as he let out a sigh, “Oh, Mr. Dean, Oh, Dean. I am ashamed that you think so little of me. Mine’s at least as big as two mikey ways, but in retrospect to yours I’m merely an ant.” He could notice that something was bothering his friend, but he knew now was not the time to ask. He would make sure he would do it later. Tyson followed his friends’ eyes to Mrs. Bamian as he chuckled softly, making a small bow before adding, “Yeah. I know I am.” Surely, in Tyson’s mind flirting with Autumn should've cleared his mind, like it always did, but yet there she was in the back of his head. She wasn’t disappearing anytime soon. He was dying to see her, oddly, he wanted to see her all dressed up, looking like a princess under of the light of the candelier, dancing with him. That way everyone could see that she was his. He shook these thoughts out of his head, knowing that jumping to possessive daydreams was not the right way to go.

((May I join:D))

((Yes of course :) ))

LorrAine walked into the ball. She blushed, her dress was black and red, as well as her mask. Her bright green eyes scanned the crowd, her red hair curled flawlessly and beautifully. She sighed and looked down nervously. She fiddled with her fingers and bit her lip. She was scared.

Autumn rolled her eyes, "You silly boys and your egos. You should focus less on what people think and focus more and having funnnn" she drew out the word in a sing-song voice, shaking her hips playfully

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Mariam entered the dance with her most confident strut as she twirled a piece of her hair with one of her fingers. Her eyes scanned the crowd and they fall upon Lorraine. She chirped up as she saw a familiar face and she quickly headed to her side and greeted, "Yeah girl. You look hella fine tonight."

Lorraine blinked in confusing. Who was this!?! "Uh... I.. Uh I... T-thanks.." She whispered and blushed brightly. She smiled. "You look great too?!"

Exactly how many times had he been witness to this exchange between the two before him? James had lost count ages ago. And as he always had, he simply rolled his eyes at the obvious implications. It having been a while since someone used that particular nickname for him-- James was a bit caught off guard before snorting at his friend's following words. "My ego? Bigger than yours? Please, at least mine can fit inside a ballroom," he shot back, not exactly denying the idea of him having a large ego. It was true that, mild as he was in comparison to Tyson, James was in fact extremely confident in himself. But would he ever agree to his cockiness outweighing Tyson's? Not in a million years. There was a brief moment when the blond wondered if his friend knew something was going on; a quick glance in his direction that he chose to just shake off. He was sure he'd be asked about it later, but he wasn't all too sure he even wanted to have that conversation. Pale blue eyes darted around the room, hoping with everything he had that Aurora wouldn't somehow pop up without letting her know he was coming. With a quick shake of his head, James looked back to Autumn and couldn't help but chuckle. "Ya know what, you're right. What's the point of even bein' here if we're not havin' fun?" And with that, he pushed all the concerns he had and tension he felt to the back of his mind-- sure to pop up later.

Lorraine sighed. Why did she come. Her father was going to be angry with her. She sighed heavily and Ducked her head. Might as well have some kind of fun

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((yeah sorry. I'm re-organizing the group so i'mma be slow. I am heartily sorry. :/ but I will be on for the rest of the night, so I will get there eventually))

((ok. I thought you guys would keep rping after I fell asleep))

December wrote: ""I bet you are gonna be king." She laughed."

December wrote: "SHe shook her head. She grabbed his jacket, some of the bruses on her arms. A smile appeared on her face, "Who do you think Wil be king and queen?""

Ashton grinned as he looked down at Gwen, "I know right. I totally already wrote my speech and everything," he joked as he laughed harder at his joke more than necessary, "You wanna know who I think will be the queen?" He wiggled his brows playfully in her direction.

"No, I won't. Everyone here hates me, except you. They all like Alexandra, so they hate me." She shook her head and laughed. "And after last night, I though you'd hate me too.
You should, I shouldn't have let Draco get into my head..."

Tyson wasn’t a man that was good at comebacks. He liked to pretend he was but let’s be honest, he usually sounded like an idiot. He rolled his eyes playfully at his blonde friend before replying, “Are you sure that I’m the one that is suppose to go back to math?” He was going to continue on poorly insulting his friend but that he realized that Autumn was right. Yes, teasing James was one of his usual daily fun activities, but was something that he brought this suit for no. He didn’t come all the way here to continue what he was doing this morning. He came here to have an exceptional night, one that he hadn’t had in a long time. He clapped his hands together and he nodded in agreement towards the two, “Yeah. I don’t know. I guess I’m not one huge on masquerades.” He pointed up to the blue mask that was sitting on his face. He guessed the reason why he was falling on the usual comfort of bickering with James was because it was something he was familiar with. It didn’t feel normal to be surrounded in a room covered by people in different colours of masks. Yes, Tyson loved parties, but ones with heavy amounts of alcohol, loud ear breaking music, and surrounded by many drunk girls. This fancy dinner dance, was not his scene. It fact, the whole thing just made him uncomfortable and he shifted awkwardly between his feet. He felt like he didn’t belong here.

"I think masquerades are quite fun" Autumn teased. "You could get with your favourite teacher over there and no one would notice " she said the sentence casually, but in the back of her mind Mr Collins face surfaced amd seemed to refuse to g0 away

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December wrote: ""No, I won't. Everyone here hates me, except you. They all like Alexandra, so they hate me." She shook her head and laughed. "And after last night, I though you'd hate me too.
You should, I shouldn..."

"Alexandra doesn't hate you," Ashton explained as his eyes met hers, "You guys just weren't on the same page, that's all." Just the mention of Draco's name made his fists clench, "It's understand you guys have history." He felt his phone go off and he quickly took it out of his pocket, sending a reply to Alex, "Okay. I have to meet Alex for a bit, but I'll be right back. I promise."

She felt crushed, why whenever she felt like she was having a 'moment' with Ashton, Alexandra needed something? "Yes she does hate me, and everyone else I hear their whispers about me, and how we're gonna fall apart. None here wants me to be with you. Expect Damian. I don't know, I've heard girls talking."

James was sure he didn't know of anyone else that gave such lame insults and he had to admit that was one of the reasons he and Tyson were friends. If the blond were in the same situation with Aurora, chances were she'd out insult him in under five minutes. But there was something amusing to him about the ones his other best friend would always shoot back. So he simply rolled his blue eyes, causing the mask he wore to shift with the shifting of muscles, and snorted out a laugh. "Nice one, Wilson. Did ya strain your brain thinking up that one?" His tone was just as joking and light as it always was, though his smile slipped for a moment. Where exactly was Aurora and why hadn't she texted him yet to let him know she was on her way out? Reaching into his pocket to draw out his phone, he was grateful to see that there was in fact a text-- and that his phone was on silent. And it had been some time since she had sent the message. Being quick about sending off a reply, telling her to meet him at one of the tables, he hoped that it had been sent quick enough. He turned back to Tyson and Autumn, offering an apologetic grin. "Sorry to leave you with this dumbass Autumn, but I gotta go meet a princess elsewhere."

Ashton kissed the top of her head as he reassured her, "They know how much you mean to me, they won't say any of those things. I promise you, Gwen." He gave he hand a quick squeeze as he slowly let go of her hand, before adding, "Every minute I'm away from all, all I do is think about you. I'll be right back." With that he made his exit and towards the patio.

Reese entered the ballroom with Aurora at her side. She was glad she had someone this time around. Considering that when she first entered the ballroom on her own, she almost ended up running out crying, but having Aurora around just made her feel better. She was glad of the mask, glad that it hid her identity from the rest of the world. It made her feel better that maybe just for one night, she wasn’t ‘Reese Claire’ but she could be anyone and anything she wanted to be. Her phone went off, and she grinned when she saw that it was Damien, and she quickly sent him a reply. She cocked her head to the side to get a better view of Aurora before stating, “The band’s on in like five.” She glanced around the room as if she would recognize James, but considering how long it’s been since she had seen him, he would just look like another masked face in the room. She awkwardly tucked her curls behind her ear before she looked over at Aurora, “Is James the guy?” Reese’s mind ever since the moment Aurora was embarrassed in the washroom was trying to figure out who her crush was. Considering how close her and James was it was possible that she had fallen for him. She playfully winked in her friends direction.