Masquerade Ball

Stephanie: I took his arm, feeling both anxious and nervous. I wasn't very good at dancing. Not in the least even.

(So, where can my charries jump in?)

Name: Duke Sanders
Age: 16
Grade: Junior
Clique: Gamers/Stoners
Appearence: A little tan, tall and lean, Japanese, has shaggy hair that ends in the middle of his neck, large upturned brown eyes, dies his hair many different colors, but his friends made him dye it black for that night.
Wearing: A red mask and a simple black suit.

(Okay, sorry, back, @Meli_p0p, just plop them anywhere. Same with you PavoLights)

Alecks: "It's fast, so no one would notice how bad I am at dancing." I said with a light, humorless laugh.

(Okay~ I'll have them walk in as friends who have come together)

Himali: As I walked into the ball with Mikey, a nervous feeling developed in my stomach. I mean, we were just going as friends, right? What was there to be nervous about? I laughed at the fact that we were dressed like Yin and Yang, but for no apparent reason. I guess he just wanted to wear black again. . .

Mikey: I heard Himali laughing and I assumed it was because I was actually dressed up. . .or because of our 'plan.' I looked around the room, and I felt like I didn't belong here. Himali wanted me to come, so I went with her. I knew that she was shy, and probably needed someone to keep her here.

Dee: I stick out my tongue as I look in the mirror. "I look like I entered a fight club for ducks." "Then shush, remember the number one rule of fight club!" Gracely pats me on the back and laughs. "And you look cute, Ms.Doom and Gloom. Wait- did you keep in your tongue piercing?!" I blink. "Maybe..." "No.no. No. No! NOOO! Take it out." I frown and start manuvering the small stud out of my tongue. I drop it in her hand and she doesn't even grimace. "Love ya, boo. Now remember-" "Another thing to remember?" "Of course. Come back here pregnant, and I'll kill you before your family ever even realizes you went to a dance. Now get out of my house." She shives me out and the door closes. I don't have the heart to tell her this isn't her house. Or even a house at all...

(*makes cuckoo hand gesture* JK, Jk. Your char seems really fun)

Terra: I tried to dance. I really did. But I just couldn't feel it like some people can. "So, first dance of the night?" I asked him. Some dudes from the team asked me, but I turned them down. They were probably kidding. They always did that to me, saying things like I actually look like a girl.

(Sorry. Didn't see your post right away.)
Stephanie: I half-smiled, "Same here, but you're probably better at dancing than I am."

Himali: I rustled my hand through my hair, "Oh, what are we going to do!?" I panicked. I had no idea how to dance. . .and this was probably the best dance of the year. I couldn't screw it up. . .

Mikey: "Do you want to dance with me?" I asked her. I felt it was my duty as her friend to help her out. Not like I could dance any better, but I felt sorry that she didn't know any 'American' dances when she exchanged here. She looked at me, and instantly grabbed my hand. "Yes. . .thank you, Mikey."

Dee: I get onto the bus, ignoring the stares of the regulars as I make my way to the back. I open up my purse and pull out an extra tongue ring. What Gracely doesn't know won't hurt her... The bus pulls up a street away and I wave. "Thanks!" I start running towards the shoes barefoot, heels in hand, hoping that it isn't duck season.

Duke: I look around the room and grimace. I honestly don't recognize anyone at all. This is what happens when your friends ditch you and your nonrefundable
tickets for a lazed tag anti-prom. Thanks, guys.

Name: McKenzie Thorne
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Clique: Special Ed/Drama club (she has OCD)
Look: Wavy red hair, freckles on cream skin and bright brown eyes, one piercing on her nose and another under her lip.
Outfit worn: Long and flowy burgandy dress, black mask, red heals and her hair is down.

Name: Angelo Rayes
Age: 17
Grade: 12
Clique: Jocks
Look: Hispanic, with the accent, dark curls and eyes, olive skin
Outfit worn: black dress shirt with blue blazer and a matching mask

Alecks: I laughed. "I highly doubt that."

McKenzie: I looked at these two about to dance. The indian girl and someone goth looking dude. Aw... they'd make such a cute couple! I stared around, fidgeting with my silver circlet necklace. No one asked me to dance yet. Maybe I should make the first move. Boys could never take a hint. Tapping my knee a couple times for good luck, I zeroed in on some Asian dude.

Mikey: "You know, Himali. You'll have to get rid of your fear of Americans sometime. . ." I whispered in her ear as we began to dance.

Himali: I blushed, "It's not like that, Mikey." I just couldn't tell him that I liked him. It was bad enough that I was way different than anyone here.

Stephanie: I arched an eyebrow, and smirked, "You can't be too bad."

Duke: Crap. My trouble visions' going off. I feel my eyebrow twitch as I slowly get closer to the punch. Maybe if I just oh so nonchalantly get some punch...

Dee: I curse as I hobble into my shoes and open the door. Everyone's starting to dance and I smile a bit. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all. If, y'know, pigs decide to start flying now.

Mikey: I sort of tripped and I almost let go of Himali. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" I apologized for almost sending her to the ground.

Himali: I laughed at his mistake and I quickly regained my footing. "It's okay. . .you didn't really do anything." I lied to make him feel better.

Back!

(Awesome!)

may I please join?

(I'm pretty sure you could join. . .I got let in, and our chat isn't that far in)

(Thank you!)

Name: Anastasia
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Clique: Populars/Cheerleader
Look:
Outfit worn: The dress in the picture above and this mask:

Anastasia - I walked into the ball with my mask snug on my face. I smiled, this was going to be so much fun. I could talk to anyone, be anyone.

I think you have to make a boy and girl...I don't know for sure but everyone else did.

Mikey: "Are you sure you don't want to dance with someone else?" I asked Himali, "It's not healthy for you to cling to me."

Himali: "Mikey. . ." I replied in a sassy tone, "I don't know anyone here but you."