ethan and avehy

[Miss Smack]

There were several rooms that lined the walls of grand ballroom at Richmond High School. The two room was labeled eight - nine. The persons assigned those numbers would walk into the room where they would walk to the left, eight, or the right, nine. There was a single chair on each side where the person would sit and face a deep red curtain that covered the whole room. At that time, the curtain opened revealing who Miss Smack had partnered them up with.

[bird]

despite her age, bird was holding together. she heard squeals in other rooms as curtains dropped, and in some rooms tears of dissapointment. avehy, commonly called bird, was strangely put-together. even in creepy times of disappointment, she was known to be unreasonably calm. sometimes people would wonder if she was there, really completely and totally all-there. and the answer was yes, she was. but sometimes she was too there, too intelligent, too knowing, and far too calculating for others to bare. so sitting there, in the dress and the pearls and the shoes and the makeup and her hair brushed with the brush, all from her parents touring around africa with their glitzy cameras, avehy cleared her mind as she saw the sheet of red swoosh away before her. oh great, a senior, with a name she couldn't recall. but she did remember another girl sticking onto him like a leech. she better not strike up too much of a conversation - lest his mind was her. she looked down and behind herself. she'd let him go and find his juliet -- err, maybe that wasn't her name -- and she'd be left dateless. but that was perfectly find with her. but inside of her, she was childishly remembering cody. shit, bird thought to herself, trying to push the weakness out of her head, there's another boy in front of you right now - deal with it.