Kanat's head spun. This girl was talking and doing things and she couldn't keep up and she was so close what was that person doing behind them doing what a weird dance and shouting and lights and so many people and the ceiling was spinning-! "Awawuuuuh?" moaned Kanat as she struggled to regain her mental bearings. She shook her head and smiled weakly at Victoria. "U-urhg, n-no, it's fine really! You're not bothering me, I'm just a bit tired, that's all." "It's fine," she repeated. Mentally she sighed. I'll just have to get brother later . . . She gave another, steadier smile to Victoria. "Now, what was that about cake?"

Evelyn - (Insert Snarky Title Here) "H-huh?" Evelyn perked up a little at the touch to her shoulder, turning her head slowly to the girl next to her, the bookworm no less. "Y-yeah. I'm cool." She said, though her voice was a bit ragged and weary sounding. "I was just...kinda stressed out by all this shit. Like I said, I need a smoke now." The girl had the same sentiments as Ev, though not looking for a cig, but a quiet place to continue reading. Evelyn couldn't agree more. Either she get away from this gaggle of nutter butters or she ends up blowing her top and unleashing Hell...quite literally. "Uh...okay." She answered her, a little awkward since some girl was talking to her, a cute one at that. "Yeah. Sounds cool." She agreed for once standing up and fixing the beanie on her head. "I'm uh...Evelyn by the way, but most people just call me Ev." By most people, only her unfortunately. "Oh and uh..." She blushed slightly. "Yeah...sorry about the crack earlier about your V-card not being swiped. That uh...well I was already tired of that dipshit earlier and was looking for something to get him off my back. so uh...sorry if I freaked you out there." Awkwardly she scratched the back of her head, noticing the white haired guy(Death) skulking past her again, having about the same appearance she had a few minutes ago, downtrodden, depressed, as if...trying his damndest to hide something to. Wonder what his secret is.... She pondered watching him leave. Seems everyone at this school has something to hide.... Behind her though, she heard what sounded like someone who got their ass handed to them, lamenting in utter pain, and with a short turn of her head, the view...was priceless, Holy fuck yes! This guy is totes mah hero! Thank you strange brooding white haired dude for putting the boots to that dancing...whatever the fuck he is...medium style.

Hana was clearly not happy, it his right mind he was not happy with the girl’s words. His eye’s twitched as the bored looking girl ‘said’ he was a feminine looking guy. Even though the girl said supposedly he completely ignored that and went right in the punch. “What the hell those that mean!?!? I don’t look feminine! I can prove it!!” Hana a very hot-tempered guy was at his limits, his hands turned into fists and he gritted his teeth together. As she said the words gay and cross dresser Hana punched the wall with all of his might. He was not one of them. The anger of his face was to clear. “I…wear…them…because…I…can…fight…better…in…them, I…can…move…and…jump… I…am…not…a…cross…dresser…okay?” He breathed out until he dropped down on the ground and punched the wall again with not much force. Tired, he deals with that everyday, his gang, and his friend even his brother he was tired of the bullshit he gets. “I can prove it!!” Penn was about to cry from this Disco freak from carrying him where he doesn’t even know. It was kidnapping and he was sure he could get a case file for the freak. As he struggled to free himself from the Disco maniac a white hair guy (Deathedge) which made Penn shiver again literally karate chop the guys head which dropped him to the floor and did some weird dance moves. Penn as closed as he was about to be carried away he was carried by the white hair guy, he was frozen in fear. His heart was pounding and he couldn’t move, looking at the guy with a bright blush as to show his sign of his fear. He was overcome with fear and anxiety. He put him back down and said about being with right people who would not throw him like a rag doll. He was silent, unsure what to do; there was too much interaction with guys already. Penn watched him leave, he sighed in relief, free from all the males around him. He stood up, head hurting a bit but luckily he was still okay. “…mmnn…why did this happened…I need a shower...” He stopped stuttering and looked away for a moment. After being touched by them he dislike the weird feeling he was getting. Penn then began to walk away slowly but he was forgetting the thing that made him deal with that… his folder.

A girl held onto a white doll tightly as she entered the school building timidly. A blank expression, a strange spiritual aura, and a curiosity that strove within her. The dark-haired girl known as Saya walked, almost as if tip-toeing her way. Her footsteps made light, delicate taps that barely made themselves audible. Dressed in red, orange, and a small tinge of black, Saya looked like a doll moving on its own. She learned how to walk not too long ago. Her isolation from the world had made her forget how to walk, so she had to learn how to do so again. Thankfully, the girl caught up quickly, and now knew how to walk a little. She still waddled every now and then in her attempts to keep her body straight. The girl's grip on her doll tightened. Holding it closely to herself, the girl looked around, allured by the building's curiously large structures. Saya wandered into one of the many classrooms. Saya blinked as she was moved back by an invisible force. Looking back, she stared at something with a curious look. Saya nodded slowly, turning away from what she was staring at. With the doll in her arms, she walked deeper into the school.

Victorique looked back at the girl with her mouth slightly open at the girls reaction. She did look a bit flustered at the hyperactivity of the catgirl. She smiled at the girl and giggled while hugging and snuggling the head of the girl again "Really, really. Yaaaaay." She bounced backwards again giving the girl some more room "You must have a worked hard that you have so much hunger." She happily smiled at the girl while grabbing the backpack of her back again "But i have plenty of cakies so you can have as much as you want." She jumped a little while giving a cheer to the girl, she calmed down again and angled her head again while questioning the girl "O, I forgot to ask but, do you have a name?" She opened the cardboard box again displaying the small cakes to the girl "Which one do you want now?" The only small cakes that were left were: Chocolate, strawberry, lemon, blueberry and raspberry. She got the cake out that Kanat wanted and placed it on the napkin of Kanat "I know something that helps against tiredness, you need to take a nap in the sun." She said with full excitement and placed the box in her bag again.

Leon had been thinking more of Dragon Age or something with the blood stuff. Or Game of Thrones. But the ones the punk girl mentioned were pretty good too. Though he was more a fan of jrpgs or puzzle games, a good old survival horror or first person shooter was fine every once in a while. He was quickly ignored for a girl holding a book, but didn't mind at all. He liked being in the background more than the center of attention. The conversation turned to the two of them finding a quiet place and something called a V-card, so Leon thought it would be best if he left them alone. He needed to find a restroom anyway to finish cleaning the blood off his mouth and hands, before somebody really thought he was a vampire. He didn't bother interrupting the conversation just to announce that he was leaving, he just slipped away quietly. Maybe he should find a quiet place to relax too after the coughing fit. Maybe just play Phoenix Wright for a little while and ignore the world around him. It didn't take long for him to find a bathroom, despite the shaky legs. He slipped inside and cleaned the blood off his face and hands before starting on the cloth. If he was lucky he'd be able to get it out now and not have to take it home. He'd rather his parents not know about his fit. But then again, he was dying, how lucky could be possibly be?

As time went on the party began, it was 6 pm as the party started in the school’s recreational hall, it a clearly a huge room to fits…a lot of people. Banners and balloons everywhere, speakers playing music, spotlights shown down. The school did go far for this party to happen. The band club played some songs on the stage while other people chatted with their friends. Old students in the cooking club prepared small snacks for people to eat at one table at the side. It was a simple party nothing much. As students and teachers chatted about it seemed nothing much was really happening. Bride was outside the doors of the recreational room; he was not sure what to do though. He saw so many people there and how they were having fun. He wore a light dress wit obliviously flowers on it and cute slip on shoes. He put on white flower hair clips and his favorite ribbon tie. Bride looked really cute and got hit on a couple of times but he was able to get away from some of those guys. He been to a couple of parties before but he was there to prove to people he was their girlfriend…He stood outside unsure what to do he hoped to meet Rosa there but she might be already inside. Rubbing his hands together he waited for hopefully something could happen. “S-should I?” He asked himself if he wanted to go in there or not. Courage is all he needs but he had a hard time. Hana was at the far back of the room with his fellow Yankees behind him. He snickered as he had a bag of something special…. Alchohol, perfect to spike the juice later. It was clearly a pain to get it as he was not legal to buy it but luckily his Yankee mates were and both a lot for the punch. “Hey boss this is enough for everyone here?” One of the Yankees asked. Hana looked at them and smirked even more. “Hell yeah of course! The party will clearly start with this stuff!!” They all laughed as they had a plan in motion and there was still Hana’s prank for Iyo…ohh that prank will be the highlight of the party. He looked around, finding the bag from teachers; no way he wants to get caught at the fist day. Iyo was eating some chips near the food table; he got hungry for a while. He went with his brother there but then he disappeared from his sight. Iyo was annoyed with that but he can’t stop his brother antics really. “Man, I wished they had ice cream here that would be good…” He ate more chips; a good bowl of ice cream seemed nice before the dance. The dance club worked hard in the summer for this and he and Hana were the main act. If they both mess up it would be a disgrace to the dance club. “Mnn…chips…” Iyo just continued to eat more chips, not caring if he ate too much. Penn was in his dorm; he did not plan to go to the party, too many guys so he worked on his manga a bit more. He got back his folder and took hours working on the finally pages. He lay down on the bottom bunk of the bed. He still has yet met his roommate hopefully it wasn’t a guy. That would make his life hell to be fair. He draw quietly as he ate some of his favorite watermelon candy. Eating it was always great while working on his manga. He stopped for a while he sucked on the candy, his manager said he did need human interaction for insapartion for his manga but then he just sighed and continued drawing.

Lights. No camera. Action. No camera... eh, Disc did not need a camera in the first place. A party always sounded nice to Disc. At parties, he could relax and drink some orange juice... shower people with pies... and perhaps spend his time putting lemons on glass cups. A party always meant a time to relax for Disc- And we all knew the above information is bullsh#$. "OOMPH, UNS, UH, AH, I'M FEELIN' IT; LET'S WORK IT, PEOPLE! COME ON! F-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~L THE B-UUUUUUUUUUUUUR~N!!! AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" If the disco ball above Disc did not pump him up, the very idea of him being in a party excited him. Boasting an endless amount of stamina, the man danced on a dancefloor he happened to bring out of nowhere, somehow attracting a fair amount of people to dance with him. He seemed preoccupied with dancing under the rave lights that shined upon the floor. Deathedge stood at a corner, drinking out of a cup of... water. Normal as usual, the white-haired man simply wished the best for himself during the party. He did not want to ruin the mood, so he decided to place himself a little outside of the main scene. The disco freak looked as if he were doing well, after all, and even more ambiguously twin-gendered(???) people began to roam around the place. It's like I'm in Japan, Deathedge thought, even though Japan actually doesn't have this many "trap" characters in reality. Deathedge did do his fair share of research before jumping to conclusions, so he was quite sure that under normal circumstances, not even ten percent of Japan's population was filled with bishounen people that confused others' sexualities. In a sense, Deathedge actually hated those kinds of people, mostly because he felt that they were wasting their own good looks. Oh, and no, he did not swing that way. At the same time, he never met a woman he actually liked romantically, because Deathedge knew nothing about those things in the first place. The white-haired man drinked his water with a blank look. For once, he did not look like he was about to murder someone. Saya sat in her dormitory, nibbling on a small pack of chips she somehow found. The girl nodded, continuing to eat the chips one-by-one like an inchworm eating leaves. She still had her blank expression. The girl shook her head as she nibbled on the same chip she had been eating. Saya soon finished her fifth chip, and proceeded to nibble on her sixth one.

"W-whu, one question at a time please!" said Kanat. Her mind couldn't keep up with her! Still, she was at least being nice, and she did like cake. Taking a deep breath, Kanat returned her smile and pointed at the . . . she frowned. No Vanilla, aw. "I guess I'll take strawberry," said Kanat, deciding to go with the next best thing. Looking up, she locked her fingers around timidly before speaking again. "My name's Kanat Medax. It's nice to meet you, uh . . . sorry, I forgot your name . . ." Cleo climbed through the small ledges of the dorms. Why you ask? Simply because it could be done. Plus, he thought it would be sooo much more fun to greet his roommate this way; if he was there of course. Most of the students were at the party, so if he wasn't there, Cleo would probably just pose in a 'draw me like one of your french girls' position and wait until he did arrive. And by this way, he meant stark naked and gripping a rose in his mouth. Cleo laughed silently to himself; it was a real good thing that dorms were same sex, because otherwise he would be arrested for this . . . again. He really didn't need that right now. Kanat would absolutely murder him. Or try to anyway - either way, it would still be uncomfortable. He knocked on the window of his room thrice, and waited with a smile bated breath to greet his new roommate.

Rosalyn wasn't sure if he wanted to go to the party or not, he wasn't big on crowds. But in the end he decided to anyway. He was wearing a really cute pink and white dress, with a short skirt that showed off his legs. His hair was loose and the only accessory in it was a pink hairband with a white butterfly on it. Of course he was wearing a choker necklace to hide his true gender, a pink and white one to match the rest of his outfit. All in all, Rosalyn thought he looked pretty cute. Cute enough to get flirted with at least. He had been tempted to wear the Battleblood family's battle gear, but decided against it. It was only the first day after all. He was heading into the party when he noticed Bride lingering by the door, probably debating going in or not. Rosalyn walked up to her with a smile on his face. "You waiting for somebody?" He asked, knowing the answer already. He would have to make sure to dance with her at some point and make all the guys swoon and the girls jealous of their cuteness. Leon was sitting in a corner, as the party went on around him. He didn't want to be here with so many people, but with all the blood cleaned out of the cloth, he wanted to return it as soon as he could. He was hoping that the punk girl was at the party, but so far he had no such luck. It had taken nearly an hour to convince his parents to let him stay for the party and he hoped it wasn't for nothing. He hated parties, he wasn't strong enough physically to dance or anything like that. And no matter who he talked to, the conversation always ended up at the fact that he was dying, whether he wanted it to or not. At least with all the sweaty bodies in the room it was pretty hard to get cold, even for him. In fact it was warm enough that he could take off his jacket and set it next to him. Revealing the purple long sleeved shirt he was wearing beneath. With a sigh he pulled out his 3DS and started playing Pokemon X. He was probably the only guy here who hated parties enough to be playing a video game at one. Social situations really weren't his thing. Right now he'd much rather be in the library again, being scolded by the librarian for playing video games in a place for reading.

Evelyn - La Fiesta de Idiotas She felt a little bad leaving behind that sickly guy, thinking she may have rubbed him wrong, but she always seemed to do that to people. It wasn't really her intention to come off as a bitch, but...it just happened that way. The two, her and the bookworm named Lisa, having learned her name, decided to hang out on the school grounds at a little pic-nic area near the main gate. It was already late in the evening, the sun just merely peeking from behind the rolling hills to the west and casting soothing, warm shades of pinks, lavenders, oranges and reds across the cloudless, open sky. Ev stared at the sun for a moment or so, not directly at it since that was stupid as hell, but just at a right spot where her eyes wouldn't be singed...and she could enjoy the picturesque scene for a little. Taking out her phone, she decided to snap a pic of it...just for what it was worth, another to add to her collection of photos, mostly of random stuff like the statues out front of the courthouse or a lunar moth she took a picture of outside the library. She saved the picture and slipped her phone back into her pocket with a sigh, still wishing she had that damn cigarette, but...at least the early autumn air cooled her off, carrying upon it the heavy scent of the pines in the surrounding forest. She wasn't really paying much attention to the bookworm, but then again Lisa did seem more interested in reading. It was strange to the red-eyed girl. Ev, she did read, mainly Poe, Lovecraft, Bram Stoker, and some Stephen King, just sparingly, but Ev was more of a visual person, she got more out of images than words. Maybe that's why she took some solace in drawing, painting, and even a bit of photography. Standing up to stretch, she heard Lisa say something about a party later. Yay...being around people she didn't like for gawd knows how long, cheap food and probably some derps making fools of themselves on the dancefloor. Yeah, that really sounded better than wasting a night binging on games or shredding on her axe, but then again, she figured she'd just hang out with Lisa most of the time and not have to deal with anyone else. "Eh...yeah I'll go. Ain't got anything else to do tonight except listen to my roomi bitch." She shrugged with her reply. "At six, right? Guess I'll see ya then, Lisa." Giving a slight wave to the girl, she made her way back to her dorm to get ready, only to discover...Eddie was gone, her whole side of the dorm cleared, except for one little thing...her dragon sketch. "Heh, guess she finally got tired of me..." Ev muttered to herself and closed the door behind her. A plus, seeing as now she had the place to herself again, but...still Ev wished she could've at least made one friend, even if it was Eddie. A small frown curled her lips and she sighed bothersome before taking the drawing down and stashing it away in her own sketchbook. She was pretty sure by tomorrow, they would have a new roommate assigned for her. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After a while or so, Evelyn was already dressed and making her way to where the school was throwing the little shin-dig. She decided to go with something nice looking but it still had her vibe, mainly a short sleeved black dress shirt with a red tie, some black skinny jeans with a long silver wallet chain and a red bandanna sticking out of the back pocket, a silver studded belt with a pentagram buckle and her black and white Converse with red laces. On her wrists she wore her studded wristbands and on her head was a black trilby hat with white pinstripes and a demonic skull printed on the side. Strolling through the doors with both hands in her pockets and a rather apathetic scowl affixed to her face, immediately Ev was blindsided by it all, the bright lights, the crappy, ear hemorrhaging music, the inane prattling of every idiot that went to this school, and worse.....what the fuck was HE doing here?! Well...anywhere there's dancing, he's gonna show up... Ev assumed. For a minute or so, she looked around seeing if Lisa had shown up. Not yet, but she would probably be here soon. Till then, Ev just camped by the door leaning against the wall and propping her foot against it crossing her arms, still wondering why she even thought of coming to this damn party.

Lisa Lisa walked carefully down the hall, trying not to trip in her heels even though they weren't very long at all. She almost never wore things like this, but she figured she could make an exception for the party. Honestly, she wouldn't normally have anything more feminine than a simple skirt, but her mother had insisted on sending her with a suitcase full of dresses, shoes and other girly things. Even so, she suspected it wasn't a very formal event, so she kept herself to a simple dress. She spotted Ev standing by the door and gave a shy wave, not sure what she would think. She wanted to get along with the first girl she had met here, but judging by her attire perhaps she should have gone with the simple clothes after all. "Hi Ev," She called, trying to be heard over the music. "I, uh, sorry I'm late."

Bride stood out there for a while until he saw Rosa, she looked really pretty. “Oh Rosa! Y-you look so pretty…I uh…yes… I was nervous and I-I wanted to go with you…” He blushed brightly as he covered his face. It was embarrassing to admit that he said that. Bride looked up to Rosa and nodded again. “Umm, you want t-to go to-gether? “ He asked softly, he rubbed his wrist to show how nervous he was with asking Rosa like that. I t was almost like a date in a way….wait it might be a date… Bride shook his head, no way he could be on a date now that be stupid but the more he thought about his face grew a pink blush color. He frantically pulled down his dress to show how nervous he was. “Uu-uhh-uh-hh…” Iyo continues to eat lots of chips; he noticed a white hair man just drinking water at the side. The man looked bored for some reason…must not be a fan of parties. He wondered for a while why was the guy there anyway. Feeling pretty friendly he took the small bowl of chips and walked up the man. “Hello” He said while continuing to munch on some yummy chips. He was smaller than the guy and had to tilt his head up to see him. Iyo had a very causal face on him as he ate the chips. He did make sure he couldn’t get his clothes dirty though. A pink t-shirt with tight jeans and a blazer was assigned for him to dance on for the event. “So –munches- what brings you here? –munches-“ Penn heard something outside his dorm’s window… knocking? That was a weird thing to hear though from here cause there were only small ledges there and it be really hard to climb them. “He looked at the window unsure he couldn’t see anything because of the curtain. He took another watermelon candy and slowly approached the door. “Wh-who is there?” He asked frantically, hoping the being outside the window would answer but he felt like he had to open the window himself. Taking small steps he pulled back the curtain, he closed his eyes and opened the window. But once he opened his eyes he saw something he did not want to see…. “AAhh!! N-n-not y-yo-you-you!!” It was the white hoodie creep from before, penn stepped back but he fell on the floor. He was only wearing his long sleeve shirt and boxer so this was awkward…

Victorique felt happy knowing the girl liked the cakies she made and continued to enjoy seeing the girl eat them. Her big innocent eyes kept gazing at the girl out of curiosity "Are cakies your favorite food too? I really like them because they are so sweet" she said with a giggle. Victorique had tottally ignored the fact that she needed to slow down a little and continued talking with the same speed. She widened her eye when she told her name "That is such a pretty name. My name is Victorica!" She was in the face of the girl again "I can bake you more cakies sometime, just tell me when and i'll bake them for you anytime you want with loooots of love." Victorique jumped back and spinned around in enthusiasm gently smiling in the meantime with her eyes closed. She waved at the girl before placing her arms on her back and slightly bending"I need to go now but i'll see you at the party tonight Kana." Victorique quickly ran off looking for the stairs on the main floor to try and reach the roof for no real reason. After some more time looking she quickly gave up and headed outside again to take a nap in the sun. It didn't take long for her to pass out on a grassfield that was still on the school grounds. The sun was still warm and there was almost no wind on the place she way lying. Her eyes slowly closed and opened up again in what felt like a mere minute. She yawned and rubbed her eye, she has slept for some houres on the field and the sun had already set. It was a little colder but not to much. Victorique stretched herself before heading into the dorm building. The building wasn't as big as the school so it was a little easier to find the stairs. It took her some time to find her room since she only knew the floor her room was on. After trying even more locks at the other doors she had finally found her own room. She opened up the room with a small cheer and looked inside to find a nice big space. She has never seen a room as big as this before, her own room on the farm was small and didn't have much more then a oil lamp and a bed. Victorique jumped into the room and immediatly dropped onto the couch "It's so sooooft" She drooled over the couch and placed her bag next to it. It took her a moment to realize the big tv pointing at the couch "What's that?" She jumped off the couch and landed on her legs next to it. Sniffing the tv while walking around it "Is this what humans call art? Well whatever." It had just come to mind that she could take her amulet off now, it didn't even take a second before the amulet was trown at her bag. Victorique began hugging her tail frantically It has been almost a day now since she saw her tail and ears, she felt incomplete without them. After some more room searching she had changed her clothes to something more fancy and wore the amulet again. Her hair wasn't as messy as after the nap anymore, so she was ready to go to this so called party. It made her nervous, the last party she had was her birthday party and there were only 3 others on that party so she didn't know what to expect now. She hurried out of her room and left the dorms with her casual clothes on. The description of the place was where the party was at whas very vague. Only pro's could probably find it, but it was Victorique's assignment for today to find this party. She will become one of the pro's to find it. She stared at the paper looking at the name displaying where the party was at "Recreational hall..." Didn't ring a bell. Victorique walked around the school some more following others around to find the party and luckly after some time she had picked up the loud music of the party. She opened up the doors to the big hall and her eyes began to shine. So much people and all the lights. The sweaty smell from all the students dancing filled the air and the music was playing loud and cheerfull. Her sensitive ears hurted a bit so she kept close to the outer walls of the room. Most of the people in the room looked all cheerfull and were dancing around and having fun. But she spotted on particular person that was staring at his box that displayed light. She carefully sneaked up to the person and slowly raised her eyes above the box "Hi" Victorique kept staring at Leon for some time and returned to talking "I'm Victorica, who are you?" Her voice almost sounded like that off a little girl as she kept talking she blinked with her big eyes at the boy "Do you like to dance?"

Evelyn - It's Not a Date She didn't know how long she was standing there. For all Evelyn knew, it could've been just mere minutes, but with the abhorrent mixtape of bubblegum pop and some cheery dance mixes ravaging her eardrums something awful, not to mention having to watch that....that thing lurching and writhing around on the floor like he was having some epileptic fit, it seemed more like hours were passing by, and still no sign of Lisa. Did she forget? Was she too wrapped up in another book to even look at the clock? It was like thirty minutes already and the party...well the party was barely in full swing, seeing how the only dingus on the dancefloor was John Travolta's retarded cousin. There was certainly a fever, but it wasn't Saturday Night. More like the oncoming illness, followed by convulsing and frothing at the mouth while your entire nervous system shut down. Everybody else was just sitting around or chatting it up (yawn). Did....no. But...y-yeah..you know what? She fucking set me up. It was the only other assumption that came to Evelyn's troubled mind as she stood there glaring at the floor. Typical, a cute girl trying to get the goth loner's hopes up only to crush them. No no....fuck! I'm just...working myself up now. I just need to cool down. She'll get here. And it wasn't long after that thought she saw the door open...and who else walked into the room...but her. "W...whoa..." Evelyn breathed rather astonished, awestruck it may seem. To say that Lisa looked good would be an understatement, because to Ev, she looked absolutely amazing. She had to admit compared to the girl, she felt a little underdressed, but that was just her style. A small warmth came to her pale cheeks with a soft shade of red glowing through, her eyes barely able to leave the bookworm coming up to her and waving shyly. Ev tilted her hat a little, just to hide her blushing, and answered back with a small grin, "Huh? Oh, it's cool, Lisa. Party kinda sucks anyways." She swallowed a bit of air into her lungs, her mouth already feeling dry and a lump forming in her throat, making even speaking, the most mundane of tasks, a feat to accomplish, "So uh...that's a nice dress you're wearing."

Rosalyn thought Bride looked so cute being so shy like that. He definitely wanted to dance with her later. That would be fun. "I would love to go to the party with you! Parties are always more fun with friends." Rosalyn thought about teasing Bride by calling it a date. But the poor girl seemed nervous enough as it was. Instead he hooked his arm around Bride's and started leading her inside. "Come on! Let's go inside!" He smiled as they entered the room, Bride kind of by force. But Rosalyn doubted that she would have actually gone inside without being semi-forced. Leon looked up from his game as a he heard a voice. There was a girl staring at him from over his 3DS. She said hi and introduced herself. "I'm Leon." He said. Her question made him a bit uncomfortable, because it meant he would have to talk about his disease. He had to do this a lot, like at the hospital, or anywhere really. It got old after a while. "Its not a matter of liking to dance or not. My body can't handle physical activity like that. I'm sick. But don't worry it isn't contagious." That was the second thing people always asked when they talked to him, because they were afraid they'd end up like him. Then came the pity, it was always the pity. That was the part Leon hated the most. They pretended they knew what he was going through, it that they knew it would get better. But both of those were lies. They didn't know, and it wasn't going to get better and he knew it. His parents simply couldn't raise the money for the cure, not with all the medical bills, and just bills in general, they were already paying. It would take a miracle to save Leon and he had come to terms with that long ago.

Lisa Lisa flushed slightly at the compliment, feeling more than a little self conscious. "Thanks." She half mumbled, glancing down at her feet. "You, uh, you look nice too." Back home, she hadn't had many opportunities to talk to other people her age, and the "Music" playing from the hall didn't help her think. "Maybe it was a bad idea to come here." She remarked, holding a hand to the side of her head. "I can't see how anybody is supposed to talk like this. Why don't we try to find somewhere less headache inducing?" Free Normally Free would have been down at the dance floor, but there seemed to be someone there already dominating the scene, and nobody should have to share the spotlight. Instead she scanned the room and saw someone standing by themselves, and in one of her famous split second whims, decided to go get to know them. She looked around for a drink and when she found one she turned back and... Someone had already stolen her target. "Oh well," She said with a sigh, leaning back against the wall with her drink to watch the dancers. "Maybe next time."

Evelyn - A Little Peace of Mind...and some Lucky Stars "Oh umm...thanks." Evelyn replied to her compliment, her face reddened still and feeling warm. Must be all these damn people they had packed in here making it so damn stuffy, and ugh...it smelled like a day old gym sock in the place anyways. Compiling that horrid stench with the music and the lights and just...well everything, it was pretty much a gourmet recipe for migraines ala mode. Evelyn rubbed at her head a bit vigorously, already her surroundings making her tense and aggravating her to no end. "Ditto. Let's blow this place before my skull splits in two." She couldn't agree any better with Lisa. Ev wasn't much for parties anyway, and didn't see why people made such a big deal out of dancing and nomming crappy food all night. Yeah yeah, she got it, it was supposed to be a school function for the students to get to know eachother and have a good time before classes started up. It was just...Ev didn't care to talk to anyone here...well besides Lisa, since she was the only sane person here and wasn't some stuck up snob. Not even thinking once, she stepped out the door, but her eye caught something...or rather someone...leaning against the wall. A girl(Free)....a girl that Evelyn...never really seen much around the school. Who's She? She wondered to herself in her mind, glancing across at the girl before ambling out into the hall and finally outside, possibly with Lisa following behind her. What a night it was, a clear, deep blue sky glistening with several stars dotting the midnight hue, and to top it off, a perfectly crescent moon softly casting its diluted pale light onto the school campus. Evelyn sighed sitting on the sidewalk with her back against the wall, fishing from her pocket a slightly crumpled pack of Lucky Star Brand light cigarettes. She clenched one between her lips and lit it with her lighter, taking a short drag and exhaling a plume of misty white smoke into the chilled September air with relief to her frazzled nerves. Man...did she really need that.

Bride was suddenly pulled towards the party; it was a bit too sudden for him to understand what was happening. So Rosa is going with him to the party? Wait since he was being pulled he was going with Rosa instead seemed like it. “Ah! O-okay!” Just they entered it was such a lively area, people talking and dancing. Students eating some snacks while having fun. The music was fun, and jumpy…this felt so lively. “Wow…it looks fun…” Bride looked around, he was tempted to dance but he never danced before. He was afraid he would look stupid. “H-have you dance before Rosa?” He asked, maybe if she did then she could teach him… that would be nice. But as he waited her to answer a person bumped into him…. just one look Bride felt uneasy….it was one of the guy’s he had dated before at his old school… the guy didn’t notice him and walked off to talk to random people but just the guy again made him felt sad… being used to prove something was never a good reason. “mmn…” He mumbled out, showing how sad and awkward he felt.

Cleo blinked, then oh so steadily, his smile grew. Well, it wasn't really a smile anymore; it was much closer to a leer now. He hopped down through the window after Penn fell down, removed the rose from his mouth and gave a low and magnificent bow, with all the grace of a nobleman and with the full moon shining behind him, casting its mystical rays down and bathing him in its soft light. It also did well to shade his unmentionables; he was still naked after all. "Aaah, it must be destiny that has brought me here," said Cleo dramatically, "for you to be my roommate, truly, truly it must be destiny!" He paced towards Penn, twirling the rose in his hand. "That the magnificent jester from before is to be my eternal partner for the duration of my living here, well, what great power other than Destiny could have orchestrated this!? Why, just think of all the fun we will have together, jester." He leaned in, picking up Penns watermelon candy as he did so, and his face was shadowed from behind the light. The only thing clearly visible was the small dark purple light of madness that burned in his otherwise dark eyes. Kanat fidgeted nervously outside the hall. She was bad around people, so just the idea of a crowd of people partying was enough to make her lightheaded. She was debating whether to go inside at all. No, come on, you're supposed to make friends here! She took a single step, then suddenly the music got louder, then took three steps back. She moaned in depression at her own hesitation. Come on, remember, make friends, make friends make friends! repeating the thought like a mantra while slowly stepping towards the hall. She opened the door a bit, peeked inside and her eyes widened before she slammed the door shut and hyperventilated behind it. That is . . . a lot of people. You know what, maybe I should just go and check how big brother is doing . . .