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Les Mots · 12-26-2007, 01:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Cora blinked at Christian as he smiled at her. She felt her cheeks go red and tried to smile back, but it turned out to be more of a grimace. She didn't know what it was, but her confidence had fallen greatly.

Maybe it was her odd appearance. The curly blonde hair, the red lipstick. It frightened people a bit. And Jamie...Ohhhh. She sighed and leant on the table.

Keith strutted...yes strutted onto the dance floor midway through the dance. The haughty fifteen-year-old was definitely NOT into the sock-hop scene. He thought the idea to be most ridiculous. There was simply no way that he'd dress from the fifties. God forbid. His great-grandfather was alive back then.

No, Keith considered himself too important to dress that way. He sufficed with a pair of jeans that looked like they'd seen better days, a white button-down which had the shirtail untucked, and for a little novelty his leather jacket. Though, Keith was rarely seen without it. It was more of an ironic choice of fashion. Smirking at a few girls, he passed them by, not really wanting a dance with anyone. Keith Kroeger didn't dance.

Apparently neither did the girl that lounged against the table that he set his sight on. She was definitely in the spirit of things, from the poofy blonde hair to the ridiculous fashions that Muggles wore back than. Sure her costume was comical, but her face was rather cute behind the mound of hairspray and shoulder pads. Keith's green eyes sparkled flirtaciously as he nonchalantly sauntered over to where the young lady stood. "Now, pray tell," he mused in a deep, Scottish voice. "The party may be more fun than my cynical mood may allow, and you certainly fit the bill to be here, so why is that pretty face frowning? And why aren't you dancing?" he demanded, standing right next to her and casually glancing around the ballroom. Unable to help it, he did tap his foot to the music, finding it more satisfactory than the rest of the scene.

12-26-2007, 01:09 AM	#226 (permalink)
Les Mots Dumbledore's Gargoyle Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Small-Town, USA Posts: 6,682	Foreign Intrigue Quote: Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady Cora blinked at Christian as he smiled at her. She felt her cheeks go red and tried to smile back, but it turned out to be more of a grimace. She didn't know what it was, but her confidence had fallen greatly. Maybe it was her odd appearance. The curly blonde hair, the red lipstick. It frightened people a bit. And Jamie...Ohhhh. She sighed and leant on the table. Keith strutted...yes strutted onto the dance floor midway through the dance. The haughty fifteen-year-old was definitely NOT into the sock-hop scene. He thought the idea to be most ridiculous. There was simply no way that he'd dress from the fifties. God forbid. His great-grandfather was alive back then. No, Keith considered himself too important to dress that way. He sufficed with a pair of jeans that looked like they'd seen better days, a white button-down which had the shirtail untucked, and for a little novelty his leather jacket. Though, Keith was rarely seen without it. It was more of an ironic choice of fashion. Smirking at a few girls, he passed them by, not really wanting a dance with anyone. Keith Kroeger didn't dance. Apparently neither did the girl that lounged against the table that he set his sight on. She was definitely in the spirit of things, from the poofy blonde hair to the ridiculous fashions that Muggles wore back than. Sure her costume was comical, but her face was rather cute behind the mound of hairspray and shoulder pads. Keith's green eyes sparkled flirtaciously as he nonchalantly sauntered over to where the young lady stood. "Now, pray tell," he mused in a deep, Scottish voice. "The party may be more fun than my cynical mood may allow, and you certainly fit the bill to be here, so why is that pretty face frowning? And why aren't you dancing?" he demanded, standing right next to her and casually glancing around the ballroom. Unable to help it, he did tap his foot to the music, finding it more satisfactory than the rest of the scene. __________________ what's the worst thing that could happen? you've got to take the chance. everyone will tell you not to/but no one understands. D o n' t D i e W o n d e r i n g silly little charmer/with that sparkle in your eye seize your hope and kiss them all goodbye.