PROM, PART 2

[technohippie]

Who: Everyone!
What: Mayfield Prom
Where: Rec Center
When: May 18 starting at 7:00PM
Warnings: ...Mayfield Prom.


The log will be split into two entries to keep the size manageable. In this thread is the Stage, Wallflowers and King & Queen ceremony!

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Because he can't stop himself from making a movie reference, the theme of this year's Prom is "Enchantment Under the Sea". (Don't get too freaked out, Marty McFly.) Equipment has been moved out, seating has been set near tables and walls, and a makeshift stage has been constructed to host the DJing equipment. Quinn has music up until 2010, so a large variety of music will get played. There's plenty of food and drinks - including spiked, and very-much-not-spiked punch (magically protected, thanks to Ilsa). In a corner is a small set up for people who wish to get their photos taken by Tsukasa.

The party is under way - have yourselves a good time, Mayfield!

Comments

[hatesboys]

[Kissing doesn't go very much farther than lip-touching in the world of preteen girls, and she ends the kiss rather quickly anyway out of embarrassment.

She doesn't know what to do next. The last boy she liked and kissed, she got to wipe his memories afterward. Somehow, she felt as if this was going to be slightly more of a commitment.]

[ceasetoexist]

[That's just fine with him. He looks back down at his feet under the impression of making sure to lead, but it's more to hide the fact of the blush that's starting to form.

He's happy enough to just be quiet and lead the dance a bit more. Hell, if she's still stepping on his toes at all, he doesn't realize it.

It's just the happiest he's been in a long, long time.]

[hatesboys]

[She gets back into the dance, but keeping quiet has never been something she's all that good at.]

... Pokey?

[ceasetoexist]

Yeah?

[hatesboys]

... Thanks. For this.

[ceasetoexist]

[He's quiet, and then he shakes his head.]

No.

Thank you.

[hatesboys]

-- I'm thankin' ya first, stupid! Accept it!

[pokey are you really ready for this]

[ceasetoexist]

Okay, okay. What are you even thanking me for? I didn't do anything.

[Whether Pokey is ever ready for anything? Is debatable.

But he knows it's something he wants.]

[hatesboys]

I don't know, somethin'! Why's it even matter? You're supposed to accept thanks, not start askin' 20 Questions!

[ceasetoexist]

Jeez, I was just asking.

I mean. I guess.





If anything it's just....I have you to thank for a lot.

[hatesboys]

'Course ya do! I don't know how ya even lasted so long without me here.

[huff And I accept your thanks. That's how you're supposed to do it.

[ceasetoexist]

[Okay. He has to smile a little bit at that, but he turns it into a smirk as soon as he can.]

Alright.

I accept your thanks! Thank you ever so much!

[hatesboys]

[HUFF]

It doesn't count if ya don't mean it.

[ceasetoexist]

Thank you.

A lot.

[hatesboys]

... Alright, I'll accept that.

[ceasetoexist]

Well gee I'm honored.

[It's said in his usual, obnoxious tone but he's looking away again.]