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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:23 am
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ღI've been awake for a while nowღYou've got me feelin' like a child nowღ
ღ'Cause every time I see your bubbly faceღI get the tingles in a silly placeღ
ღThe rain is falling on my window paneღBut we are hiding in a safer placeღ
ღUnder covers staying safe and warmღYou give me feelings that I adoreღ
Lyre blinked at Xavier's words that she'd get used to them. "Well, perhaps, but I much prefer fl--" she halted when he continued, saying he would catch her each time she fell, at the cost of a kiss. "Xavier, if we had that rule, our lips would be too tired for morning breakfast." She crossed her arms, grinning in the intellectual style she had. Violet eyes shined at the thought of his subtle challenge, as it was something she wasn't very used to. As he responded to her statement of style, Lyre couldn't help the soft blush that touched her cheeks. Her mom was right! The tiara really did help! "Aww Xavi! You're too sweet to me!"
As the young couple kissed, Lyre could swear she felt her heart stop. Time had become nothing of utter relativity for that brief while. It was perfect. When he stopped, she looked into his eyes. After he spoke, their lips collided again, this time producing fireworks of emotion to explode in her brain. He pulled her thin frame closer to his body, arms encapsulating her. The kiss ended only when she felt ready to melt into a puddle, but that left her wanting more. "Dancing? We-we can try. I know a few moves, but I'll probably mess them up." Her cheeks reddened as she took his hand and walked carefully to the dancefloor, her free hand lifting her dress in the front to help prevent tripping.
ღAnd it starts in my toesღMakes me crinkle my noseღWherever it goesღI always knowღ
ღThat you make me smileღPlease stay for a whileღNow just take your timeღWherever you goღ
ღDada dumdudum dumdadadadadumღOhbodododododododum mmm mmmღ
ღI always knowღ'Cause you make me smileღEven just for a whileღ
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:58 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 5:23 am
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ＧＵＩＤＥ ＭＥ ↻ ｙｅａｈ ↘ ＴＡＫＥ ＭＥ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ ＷＩＴＨ ＹＯＵ ＴＯ ＴＨＥ
ＰＬＡＣＥ ＷＨＥＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＬＩＶＥ ♡Ｈ ＥＶＥＮ ＩＦ ＴＨＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＥＮＤＳ ↩
ｉ’ｌｌ ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ↯ ｆｒｏｍ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｙｏｕ ｓｏ ｐ ━ ＰＬＥＡＳＥ ＤＯＮ’Ｔ ＧＯ !.
ᴇνᴇɴ wнᴇɴ ᴛнᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴιɴɢ cᴏᴍᴇs ⋮ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
❀ ᴛнιs ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛнᴀᴛ ι'ᴍ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍιɴɢ ⋮ ʏᴏu'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴀuᴛιғuʟ ʙuᴛᴛᴇʀғʟʏ ❀
”Then let our lips be tired,” Xavier pouted, ”I wanna kiss you. And I’ll take every chance for me to do because you look outstanding tonight—well, even if you look outstanding every day.” He grinned stubbornly, brushing his hair to one side. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks, though he was definitely sure that his ears were much, much more scarlet than his cheeks. When she exclaimed how sweet he was, he remembered the line from the novel Shakespeare had written. . . He cleared his throat with grinned at her. ” ‘Did my heart love ‘til now? Forswear its sight. For I never saw true beauty ‘til this night.’ I just remembered that now. . . But I wish my mind made me remember that when I saw you earlier.”
The fifth year had just realized how flushed they both were after the long kiss. Well, it’s unavoidable. He flushed darker after that thought. He looked at her when she responded. He suddenly wondered what would happen if the nervousness he’s trying to keep right now would suddenly burst out and make himself look. . .wrong. Urk. Must not think negative thoughts. He took a deep breath as they walked, their hands intertwined with one another, passing couples and friends dancing as they themselves slowly started to dance. He placed his arm on his waist gently. He swayed and danced to the rhythm, careful to not step on Lyre’s—or his—feet. As they continued, he counted, ”1..2..3, 1..2..3, 1..2..3, see, you’re getting the hang of this.” He smirked and whispered slowly, ”About our ‘rule’, wanna continue it?” He glanced at her lips before adding, with a wink, ”Because I wanna steal those lips of yours whenever I can.”
Mood ⋮ Flustered! You have no idea! xxxx❇xxxxLocation ⋮ Cupid Ballxxxx❇xxxxCompany ⋮ Random people… Lyrexxxx❇xxxxCurrently Reading ⋮ too nervous to read ❛ooc❜ Gift for Lyre ..dundundun XD |
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 6:17 am
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Location: Cupid's Ballroom In Company of: Victor [Wearing: Outfit for the Cupid's Ball with a yellow rose in her hair from Victor]
Wait, could I use the valentine's messaging system as merely an owl system between students in the school... I mean if I could request they not sing and just hand over notes...
Ronna glanced up when Daren Engels, another third year, from her house, joined the group. She really needed to talk to more people, she realized. The only person from her own class she would say she was close with was Victor. She smiled and said with a smile. "Nah, they are being sticks in the mud and not even dancing. How about this Daren, you dance with Jess? I mean you can't find much more of an adorable dance partner." She looked over at Toby and smiled as she added, "I'd offer to dance with you, but without Victor leading, I'm pretty sure it would just be awkward. Besides, I feel like I spent half an hour of intensive ballroom dancing training with probably the nicest teacher ever. And, it looks like Gypsy is losing interest with her current dance partner..." She shrugged. "I think I'm going to go explore. Maybe I'll luck out and they'll have dark chocolate somewhere."
She smiled and threw up a hand and waved at the three, "Anyways, you all clean up well. Maybe they should have this sort of thing just to remind all of us of what we look like in formal wear and the the girls who never wear make-up look like in make-up. Though next dance I swear I'm learning an instant drying spell... nailpolish takes forever to dry."
Still smiling she disappeared into the crowd, not telling them her intention was to take Victor's advice and even consider the sending valentine booth. And honestly what she was considering sending was more of an apology and anti-valentine and business sort of thing than a valentine. Saying something along the lines of sorry and you are totally right in hating me forever but I need to pay a financial debt to you and make a delivery for my father first isn't romantic in any means what so ever. And, she wasn't even sure if she would send it, because if every single note was sung... yeah, definitely not happening.
{Exit of Ballroom} |
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:41 am
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Anastasia blinked at the mention on Inigo's part-- the one about his family laughing if he hadn't known how to dance. "Really?" she asked curiously. That was a little bit harsh. She knew her brothers wouldn't laugh-- but then again, haha, they were sort of uncouth and all those other wonderful things, so she guessed it didn't really count. "But what if, say, someone really couldn't dance-- at all. Like someone with a distressed centre of balance?" the blonde postulated, curiosity taking over momentarily.
Having her question lobbed back at her made the Slytherin grin. "I don't know, I'd like to think I'm decent, at least," she answered after a few moments of mulling it over. She had participated in dances back before the Hogwarts days and even if she hadn't been professionally trained, she had a fairly good sense of rhythm that made picking up the steps not very difficult for her. "Feel free to chuck me over to the sidelines again if I screw up," she laughed, completely meaning it. Anastasia wasn't one to take offense easily at all. Honestly, she found it hilarious most of the time.
h o w d o y o u d o t h e r e?- - -
p a r s e l m o u t h
s l y t h t a b l e s ✖ a l o n e ✖v a l e n t i n e✖ e x c i t e d ✖s i n g l e ✖o o c : closed ✖
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 11:25 am
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jeѕѕαмιɴe αɴd тoвιαѕ wαlѕн | тwιɴѕ | тнιrd yeαrѕ | нυғғlepυғғ αɴd ɢryғғιɴdor |
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jeѕѕ grinned. "I'll hold you to it!" she called after the girl, rolling her eyes playfully. "As long as Myrtle's not in there!" That ghost was annoying. That redheaded first year Gypsy had taken under her wing appeared, and Jess gave her a small wave. "Jess Walsh, and this is Toby," she nodded towards her brother. "My twin." Then Ronna came over and she regarded the Gryffindor girl with an unreadable expression. As far as Jess was concerned, the blonde had been a massive you know what to her brother, and she wasn't exactly in the Hufflepuff's good graces. She shrugged at the compliment, no longer sure if she wanted to look cute, which was crazy, because cute was what she was the embodiment of, obviously, but "cute" didn't make boys look at you. "Cute" didn't get you envious looks from other girls or hot dates. "Cute" got your hair ruffled and people made little squealing noises at the sight of you. She adjusted her glasses, trying to cheer her thoughts up. Then Darren showed up and she gave him a small smile. "You must become the fun, Darren," she intoned dramatically.
тoвy hid a grimace as Ronna showed up, hoping she wasn't here to pick any sort of argument... but she just complimented Jess and tried to get Darren to dance with Jess and then left. He barely had time to say anything, so he didn't. He glanced at Darren. Did the boy want to dance with Jess? He sort of doubted it, and not just in a mean twin brother way. He almost kind of looked like he was waiting for someone. Toby looked back to where Gypsy and Kas were still dancing; but it looked like they'd be done soon. He shook his head a little. "Let's get punch or something, guys."
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 1:07 pm
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ＹＡＮＮＩＣxx ＭＡＲＴＩＮＩ
1ˁᵀ ʏᴇᴀʀxxxx☠xxxxƦαυεπclαω
ᶤ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶤ'ᵐ ᶰᵒᵗ ˡᵒᶰᵉˡʸ ᵇᵘᵗxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵒᶰˢᵗᵃᶰᵗˡʸ ᶠᵒᵒˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ᶤ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶤᵗ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ˢᶤᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳᵉ ˡʸᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵃʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃᶤᶰ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵘᶜᵏxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ᵇᵘᵗ ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵈᶤᵐᵉ ᶤ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶤ'ᵛᵉ ᵒᶰˡʸ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐᶤᶰᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ａttire: [x] xxＭood: Nervous xxxxＬocation: Ballroom xxxxxxＣompanions: Jesse
Yannic smiled, leading the boy to the dance floor hand-in-hand. A little part of him, no, a tiny microscopic part of him felt a little bad for what he did to both the chocolate kid and the bookworm, but for Yannic it was easy to get over his guilt. Besides, on the streets you had to fend for yourself. Strike quick and strike hard. This was not much different. Maybe he was doing them a favor, giving them life lessons… yeah, that sounded better. Giving Jesse’s hand a little squeeze, he turned to the boy.
”I have to be honest Jesse..” He said, a light blush creeping up on his face as he raised one hand up and placed his other hand gently on the small of Jesse’s back. ”I’ve… never really danced before.” Most of what he was going off of had been taken from the internet – the posture, the general appearance of it, the ONE two three ONE two three mantra, but this was the first time he had to put it all together. He could already feel the butterflies in his stomach, but the boy tried his hardest to bottle his nerves away and keep them from showing on his face, albeit ineffectively.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 1:54 pm
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i m p r e s s s u r p r i s e b e d a z z l e m e - - -
h u f f l e p u f f t a b l e ✖
n o o n e ✖
v a l b a l l ✖
a m u s e d ✖
s i n g l e ✖
"If you say so," Del smiled, leading the other in a spin. "I didn't mean to pull you away, though." Looking over Victor's outfit with an appreciative once-over, the blonde let out a low whistle before grinning brightly. He definitely dressed up, and oh god, he really did look good.
When the older boy commented on the dance, the blonde beamed, leaning down to press another kiss to the rosette's cheek. Okay, so Valentine's day, it was perfectly acceptable. "I'm glad you think so," Del replied, the slight lean into his person not going unnoticed. "I thought I would have bored you, or something," he admitted sheepishly, grin apologetic.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 1:59 pm
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I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me. I still feel your touch in my dream. Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why. Without you it's hard to survive.
Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky. They wipe away tears that I cry. The good and the bad times, we've been through them all. You make me rise when I fall. 'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling. And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static. And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so... I can't let you go. Want you in my life.
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Annabeth swayed back and forth with her boyfriend. Being this close to him, it was easy to breathe in his scent. Parchment, ink, and just a hint of vanilla... Okay, that was borderline creepy. The girl closed her eyes, lost in her own little world with Romulus. He was humming to the music, which was all she could hear. She had blocked out everyone around her. It was just her and Romy. That's all that mattered.
Suddenly, he pressed his lips to her ear, whispering about something or other. A gift, maybe? But she didn't have anything for him! He pulled away, leaving a soft kiss on her cheek and breaking their trance-inducing embrace. Anna blinked, coming back to reality, as Romy pulled out a tiny box. He opened it, revealing the delicate ring inside. It was a shiny silver in color, with a citrine stone in the center. It was probably the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life, and it left her speechless. Her mouth hung open a little as she stared at the thing.
"It's called a Claddagh ring. It symbolizes love, friendship, and loyalty. The way it's worn tells if the wearer is in a relationship or not. Annabeth... Will you wear this as a symbol of our love for one another?" Romy asked her, taking her right hand and smiling up at her. Annabeth tried to speak, but all she could do was nod her head. She was smiling happily, but she looked like she was about to cry. No one had ever gotten her something like this before, and she had nothing to give in return. Some Valentine she was turning out to be...
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♥ Writer for the Daily Dragon
xxxx♥ Loving Romulus Bleiddiaid
xxxxxxxx♥ Turning the Page: - - -
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:03 pm
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XXXXXXXXXXXX
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars
↷Graduate of Salem Witches Institute ↶American Half-Blood Dhylan's Gift
↔Wyatt teasingly sneered as Dhylan commented about reading some boring Mythology book before he came and rescued him. By scared the pants off him (he wished). Hearing that he grinned and took a mocking bow as if he was being presented with a great honor. "Thank you thank you, I try." He chuckled with him listening to his own thoughts over the snitch fiasco mostly listening to his dulcet British accent. He'd always heard from random girls in his form year (and some younger and older) that British accents were among one of the sexiest out there. At his young age he had merely rolled his eyes and chalked that up to girls just being weird, now that he was on the island and heard these accents everyday he could see what they were talking about. Although, and he might be the tiniest biased, he thought Dhylan's was perhaps the nicest he'd heard. Gods what was he doing with that sugar quill?! Wyatt became entranced by the movement of the piece of candy between the British teen's lips and nearly had a heart murmur when he spotted his pink tongue dart out to lap against his straightened teeth. He was trying to kill him. The American didn't know what he had done in a past life to him but obviously it was something horrendous if he was going to be tortured as such. He frowned as he listened to Dhylan talk about himself, or not talk about himself and made a note to ask more about that. When Kalin was mentioned a small smile graced his face without his knowing. "Oh he's with Rosemary, your Grandmother. I didn't really know anyone that well besides your family to look after him for the evening and she was more than happy to have him over. If I know them both, your uncle and little brother are in a state of near ecstasy from all the sweets they're concocting." he laughed remembering how excited his brother had been to learn who was going to be watching him for the evening. At the sticky bun comment Wyatt raised an eyebrow and made a "tch" noise. "Really now? Note to self: sticky buns and sugar quills are his apparent weakness" he smirked. His attention they turned towards the dance floor which was steadily filling with students young and old making him think (rather uncomfortably) about his little one coming here and being surrounded by these hormonal beings. Second note to self: have "the talk" with Kalin when possible. Hearing a rather slow song start up he pushed off the wall he had been leaning against and offered his hand to Dhylan with a wide grin. "As much as I enjoy our scintillating conversation, I believe one of the requirements of a good time is at least one dance?" he spoke imperiously but with his normal cocky grin and teasing eye glint.
Old, but I'm not that old I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Young, but I'm not that bold Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:19 pm
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ღI've been awake for a while nowღYou've got me feelin' like a child nowღ
ღ'Cause every time I see your bubbly faceღI get the tingles in a silly placeღ
ღThe rain is falling on my window paneღBut we are hiding in a safer placeღ
ღUnder covers staying safe and warmღYou give me feelings that I adoreღ
Lyre gave a small giggle at Xavier's words, glad he was so enthusiastic about giving her as many kisses as he possibly could. He said she looked outstanding, making her smile become a bit shyer. When Xavier quoted Shakespeare, her heart fluttered a bit. She remembered back to her repeated readings of Romeo and Juliette, trying to remember the next line. Romeo had said Xavi's line, and Tybalt spoke the next. Not particularly romantic a line, but better than simply telling the act and scene of the play. "'This, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What, dares the slave come hither, covered with an antic face, to fleer and scorn at our solemnity? Now, by the stock and honor of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sin.' I-I may have read the play a time or two myself. Not a particularly romantic scene, yet certainly one of my favorites. It's just enthralling.... Wait... Does this mean you read the play?" Her eyes lit up, remembering their run-in at the bookstore the past summer. He'd asked about it, but she didn't think he'd actually read it!
As they reached the dancefloor, Lyre blushed as Xavier lay his hand in the crook of her back. As he timed out the meter of the dance, she did her best to follow, hobbling a bit. "It's only hard when I'm focused on it, but if I stop focusing, one, or both, of us will end up in the floor." She bit the inside of her cheek, carefully (if a bit awkwardly) stepping to avoid tripping on his feet. When he whispered to her, the redhead felt shivers run down her spine. "Well, who am I to break rules? Particularly rules set for me by a handsome young gent." She leaned up to kiss his lips, but that required moving to tiptoes, which she couldn't hold while trying to dance. It didn't take long before she felt the sensation of falling backwards.
ღAnd it starts in my toesღMakes me crinkle my noseღWherever it goesღI always knowღ
ღThat you make me smileღPlease stay for a whileღNow just take your timeღWherever you goღ
ღDada dumdudum dumdadadadadumღOhbodododododododum mmm mmmღ
ღI always knowღ'Cause you make me smileღEven just for a whileღ
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:28 pm
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"The violin plays a soft melody,
as my mind starts to feel ease.
Let the music wash over my soul,
make my mind pure and whole.
Let me be renewed."
Victor smiled some, his nervous blush starting to vanish as he danced with Del, it really did feel nice....though was this just a false happiness? Did...Del like him...like how Victor liked Del? He was going to ask, before he remembered the conversation he had with Ariana last year and sighed...he would find out eventually anyway, may as well not ruin the nice moment he was having now.
That was when Del kissed him again on the cheek, that was....no that was a friend kiss, yep, "Bored me?" That was silly, Del couldn't bore him...no matter what, it was...one of the many reasons he had feelings for the other male, "...Do-don't be silly~" He replied with a small stutter, "You're too...." How could he say it, without actually...saying it. Did Del know French? He...he hoped not...maybe he could say it like that?
That would be alright, right? He could just say it, "Charmant..." He replied with a smile, "Il est toqué d'ell...." It was...a very informal way to say it, very...slang-like, which is something he learned when he used to rebel against his standing, "....I...I mean nice of a person."
I feel flustered you know?
My inner thoughts are, "..."
I'm in the house of Hufflepuff.
I am a proud third year
My puppeteer says "Charment = lovely, Il est toqué d'ell = I have a crush on you, very loose and slang like." Out of character.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 2:30 pm
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If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea✒
I'll sail the world to find you✒
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see✒
I'll be the light to guide you✒
✒You can count on me like 1, 2, 3✒
✒I'll be there✒
✒And I know when I need it✒
✒I can count on you like 4, 3, 2✒
✒You'll be there✒
✒'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah✒
Romulus smiled brightly when Anna nodded in acceptance of the ring. He carefully slid the ring on her right hand ring finger, making sure to turn the heart to face her. He had done his research to make it perfect. After the ring was securely in place, he lightly kissed her hand, then sent a light look to her. The young man lifted his hands, placing one lightly on her cheek, then pressed their lips together while his remaining hand wrapped around her back. He never, ever wanted this moment to end. Though, it had to, as he quite required breathing. After Romulus had pulled his lips away and broken the kiss, he lightly kissed her cheek, returning to the light sway they had before he interrupted.
"I love you, Annabeth Louise Fletcher."
✒You'll always have my shoulder when you cry✒
✒I'll never let go, never say goodbye✒
✒You know...✒
✒If you're tossin' and you're turnin'
✒And you just can't fall asleep
✒I'll sing a song beside you
✒And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
✒Every day I will remind you |
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