chicago and bear

[Miss Smack]

There were several rooms that lined the walls of grand ballroom at Richmond High School. The fourth room was labeled thirteen - ten. The persons assigned those numbers would walk into the room where they would walk to the left, thirteen, or the right, ten. 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.

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Chicago was nervous to say the least. She felt like throwing up, which could possibly be attributed to the fact she hadn't really eaten anything all day, for fear of not being able to keep it down. She had thrown around the idea of not going to the dance, but then ditched that idea. As much as she didn't want to go, if by some miracle her date turned out to be one of her friends, she didn't want to leave them hanging. The situation was doubtful but not impossible, which is why she was getting ready.

After showering, Chicago dried her hair and pulled somebits out of her face so she could do her makeup, which didnt take long. Walking out into her dorm, she went to her closet, removed her dress and returned to the bathroom to put it on and finish getting ready. She was pretty proud of it. It was a nice blue and fairly simple, and it was floor length. She thought most of teh girls would go for a shorter dress, but she had liked the long one so she had grabbed it. Fifteen minutes later, she had placed the last bobby pin and spritzed hairspray around to ensure it stayed nice for at least most of the night.

Smoothing her dress down and eyeing herself in the mirror, she forced herself to think about good things so that she would smile. That helped...a little. Giving a deep sigh, she picked up her purse and made sure she had her dorm keys as she pulled the door shut behind her to head off to the dance

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As she arrived in the ballroom, she was far too nervous to properly take in any of the decorations. Her eyes flicked over the number on the doors until she found the one labelled thirteen-ten. Good God, who was number ten? Trying to push the question out of her mind, Chicago shakily pulled the door handle and pushed open the door. As she shut it softly behind her, she lifted a hand to her hair, just checking that the low side ponytail of her wavy hair was still in place. Her Bangs were still good, she noted as she looked up to see where her fringe ended. Now all she could hope for was that her strap less bra would stay where it was meant to.

Taking deep breaths, she sat down in her blue dress and placed her purse beside her as she waited for the curtain to open, and when it did, she was praying to every god and goddess out there that it would close again. Trying to even her shaky breathing, she managed to choke out, "Bear? Bear...is...my date..." She thought she had done rather well when all that was running through her mind were a string of curse words....

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[Bear Keeni]

I hate dancing. There's really no point to it other than just touching holding someone and swaying back and forth and doing nothing in particular. It was pointless. I don't see why people do that.

But anyways, I was headed off to this Valentine's day dance just for the simple fact that I might be able to rape get someone alone for a while. The only thing was, Miss Bitch was in charge of all of this, so I was going to be ready to slap a hoe if things down-spiraled. I secretly hoped that I would be partnered with Becca, but what were the chances of that? Miss Bitch had probably put me with the most vulnerable person in the entire school, just hoping that I'd hurt them in any way. Well, no matter who it was, I was sure to at least have some stripping tonight.

Donning a classic black tuxedo with a white shirt and black bow tie, I found my way to the room I had been assigned to. I went in and sat down in the chair, facing the curtain, my chin resting on my hand and my elbow on the armrest. Damn, why was this taking so l--

Chicago?

Pfftt, really?

The moment I saw her reaction to me, I busted out laughing hysterically, throwing my head back and cackling madly, unable to control myself at the situation at hand. Ohhh, boy, there were going to be a lot of angry people after me after tonight.

"Hey sexy," I taunted once I had calmed my breathing, smirking at her.




((Eh, short/ugly post. x.x -is supah tired- ))

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Still kind of shaken up about the whole "I'm paired with Bear" thing, she barely heard him speak. Hey sexy? Eugh. He was good looking actually, but...its BEAR!! Chicago was directing all the negative thoughts in her head to Miss Smack at this point in time though, and if she ever found out who that scrag was, she would do anything to get rid of her. No joke.

Deciding that she should just try and muddle through as best she could, she stayed seated, and changed to a more neutral facial expression. She figured it was just better to let Bear call the shots and deal with it that to cause a fuss which could ultimatley turn catastrophic.

Managing a tight smile, she looked at him and spoke again, "Hello Bear." It wasnt much, but it was something

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notes: crap post, sorry :S

[Bear Keeni]

This was just too damn good. Funny how not too long ago Chicago was asking me to kill off Miss Smack and in return she'd let me rape her. Pffft -- PFFT. How ironic this situation has turned. Snickering to myself I got up and dragged my chair closer to hers, plopping back down in it and crossing my legs, leaning lightly onto one of the arm rests. My dark eyes examined the blue dress she was wearing and how it accented certain... areas.


"No wonder you Aphrodites got people drooling all over you all the time." I told her, pretty much eye-raping her. Mmm, as much as I despised Miss Smack, I had to give kudos to her for placing a bed in the room. Surely I could outrun Chicago if she tried to make a break for it... "What say you and me just cut the chatter and get to it already?" I said, sitting forward slightly and uncrossing my legs. "You and I both know that your pretty little dress won't stay on for very long." I smirked at her deviously, very lightly chuckling.



((S'alright, mine's a crap post too. xDx ))

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