The Dance

[b] Vriska Serket arrived with a date to this Prom, the cluttered bodies of classmates Rummaging around a crowded Ballroom, rented out and set up with a cappuccino bar and Fondue fountain, Made to look like a 1940's set up. Her eyes wandered about,as her Long, Cerulean dress touched to floor, and her body seemed to walk on its own. Her date, Sir Tavros Nitram, had ditched her body as soon as they arrived. She knew he wasn't coming back, so she figured, why not wander and at least see what foolish attempt they tried to make at prom. "Well this sucks. a8andoned on the one night of the year where it really matters. Oh well, I 8et he's happier like that anyways. I'll get 8ack at him some how." She planned, as she flopped into a seat at a table, sort of keeping out of the way of the sway and party rocking bodies on the dance floor. She watched, and adjusted her eye patch, the thing that had been explained as "An accident from the junk yard," But really, It had happened some place else, and she just didn't want to admit the fact she fucked up and did something to her body that was completely permanent.

The air was polluted with a mixture of the 'mainstream' music playing through large black speakers, which stood like giants at the front of the gym, and the blabbering of all the students crowded into the area to experience the 'best night of their life'. The scent of cologne and prefume from the students that were hoping to get lucky with their significant other was overwhelming, it made Tavros' particularly weak stomach want to turn. He was hidden within a deep sea of students in a rather crowded area. Bodies practically rubbing against one another, as dates would dance. The mixture of the body heat produced by all these students, and the poor air conditioning in the gym made the heat in the room almost unbearable. The bodies that surrounded him acted as a shield or barrier, hiding him from the she-devil who he had arrived to prom with. Being completely surrounded by a bunch of students, most the meek young adult did not know--or care to ever know, made Tavros feel uncomfortable and claustrophobic.

He stood among a crowd of loving couples, who stared into one another's eyes and swayed slowly with the slow romantic songs that played, and laughed together as they danced during the more up beat faster songs. He was almost envious of them, never had he experienced such joy with his date, whom he had escaped from just moments earlier. Tonight, although quite costly, was supposed to be the best night of his life. It was supposed to be comparable to a Fairy Tale, or at least that was the cliche. Now, Tavros regretted coming at all. He should have been home attending to his sick mother instead of here wasting his time standing in the middle of a crowd of strangers.

He let out a slight sigh staring into the plastic cup he held in his hand at the salmon colored liquid that was inside it. Hoping that no one had spiked the punch, he took a sip of it, and attempted to squeeze through the crowd. He considered going home, but that would be quite rude. He didn't want to leave Vriska here without a ride home. She would get angry. But, she was already angry. As he attempted to squeeze his way through the crowd, another student bumped him, causing him to stumble forward and spill his punch on the unfortunate person standing in front of him.

Nepeta walked in with her date, which was of course Equius. Nepeta's dress was short in a punk-lolita style. Black and Olive green ruffles, a maid-like dress with blue armwarmers and a blue cat-hat. She had knee-high converse on, and stripped tights underneath. She looked around to see if she saw anyone familiar, and of course she didnt. She looked to her side to see equius already bored. She grabbed his hand and dragged him around to find Aradia, but no luck. So she let Equius sit at a table, and she sat with him waiting to see anyone familiar. She eventually got up to go look around by herself. "I'll be right back!! We need to find people who aren't boring to talk too. Unless you want to try to dance!", she said as she was giggling. She knew dancing isnt what equius was really fond of.

Looking around at all the people dancing, and most of the people sitting she wondered if she'll see most of her friends. One friend in particular. Even though his feelings arent the same, she wants to see if he will enjoy the prom. She honestly hoped everyone would enjoy it. Prom should be a fun night. She looked at the people dancing and swayed herself to the music. "Soooooooo, dance of no? hehe", she said all giddily and jumpy.

Aradia was late. She should of regarded that fact with slight irritation, but really she couldn't care less. She fussed with her hair and checked her phone constantly, waiting for the text that signaled her date had arrived. See it wasn't the fact she was late that had her off, it was the fact that he was late. She had been ready almost two hours ago, hair done up, elegant red sheath dress hugging her in all the right places.

She was proud of that dress, got it quite cheap too! Aradia wasn't too keen on the heels though; She had wondered idly if she would last all night dancing in them.

That of course wasn't her main concern now. The brunette wondered if she should just give up and go herself, but she would feel horrible if he was to come. She sighed, flipping open her phone again. The scene of hera and Sollux making stupid faces burned from her screen. That was a fun day, they had gone out to the arcade, he insisted that there was something awesome there. It had turned out to be a Laura Croft: Tomb Raider booth that had just been installed. Aradia had been overjoyed.

She smiled and decided that yes, he would be here soon, and no, she shouldn't worry. Aradia flipped her phone closed and got up to go check herself in the mirror again. She wanted to look her best.