emma.

Of course I would arrive in the middle of a valentine’s Day prom without a prom date or even properly dressed, hey I’m Kristen and this is me!

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“Is it bad that I’m relieved to know that I’m not the only one partying date-less?“ Emma chuckled. “Oh, shut it. You look gorgeous. How have you been?”

“Woah, ha!” Bill stepped back as he simultaneously attempted to avoid the mess but catch the girl.  The attempt was futile as he caught both drink and girl.  When he saw who it was, it suddenly wasn’t the worst thing in the world.  “Hi!” he laughed, setting her upright.  He brushed off the droplets of cocktail that hadn’t yet soaked into his shirt.  Wait… Didn’t Emma leave?  Was she back just for the event or to stay?  Maybe she hadn’t left at all and he was imagining things.  “It’s fine, it’s fine.  Are you okay?  That looked like it hurt.”

A small sigh of relief escaped her lips when she recognized Bill. "Hey!” Emma giggled and straightened her shoulders, using the palms of her hands to pet down her bewildered hair. “Thank you for saving me.“ Bending down, she gathered four silver rhinestones that had fallen off her dress during the sudden colapse. She held them up in her palm before she let them slide into her, - now empty -, glass. “A couple of scratches, but we’re good. I’m glad I didn’t do too much damage.“ Her hand reached out to wipe at his shirt. God, this was embarrassing. “How have you been, Bill?” she smiled. “I hope I didn’t miss out on all the good stuff whilst I was gone.”

“I feel like the only time you really see this much pink is on Barbie.” Tom chuckled and took a sip of his beer. 

Emma smirked up at the man in front of her. She wasn’t sure whether the two of them had formally met before, but if she were to believe the list of room devisions she’d received upon arrival, the two were now officially roommates. “I feel like I’m blending in with the decorations.” Emma chuckled, pointing towards her dress. It was the exact same shade of bright pink as the flowers stood in a vase right next to her. “And this pink cocktail isn’t exactly helping my case either, is it?” She chuckled. “I’m Emma, by the way.”

“Hello, how are you doing?” Sabrina asked with a smile. She was standing outside to get some fresh air. “It’s so pretty tonight. I feel like I’ve been dropped in the middle of a fairytale.”

Emma was stood outside, fanning herself with her left hand, the other holding on to a pinkish colored cocktail. She stared at the decorations, so preoccupied by the extravagancy of it all that she didn’t hear the blonde approaching until she began to speak. Her eyes moved to find the blonde. “It’s unbelievable isn’t it?” She brought her hand to her chest in awe. “It’s like I’ve stepped straight into a romantic novel.” Emma gave the other girl a smile. “How has your evening been so far?”

“Whoa, I’m sorry.” Austin apologized with a chuckle as he almost ran into someone. “How are you doing tonight? I mean, besides me almost running into you that is.”

“Oh, Gosh. I just spilled half of my drink on my favorite singer’s garment. It could be worse.“ Emma let out a chuckle, nodding at the empty glass in her hand. Her clumsy fall when she arrived at the dance floor was quite the entrance, but not exactly the one she’d hoped for. “I’m good. Just trying to get to the bar, it’s quite crowded.“ She placed her hand on the side of her mouth as if she were about to tell him a secret. “I need something strong. Any suggestions?“

Lauren’s eyes widened a bit when she realized who the woman standing beside and talking to her was. She had been a huge fan Emma’s for many years, and this was the first time the two had ever met. Lauren was a little star struck but did her best to not make it obvious. She turned, speaking to the bartender. “Hey! Can you make it two please? Thank you!” Lauren smiled brightly, her attention going back to Emma. “An espresso martini should do the trick. They are my go-to holiday drink. Well, and they’ll get ya feeling right. Ever have one?” Turning back around, she grabbed the two martini’s off of the bar and handed one to Emma. “I’m Lauren, by the way.” The smile stayed on her face. This was definitely not how Lauren pictured her night beginning but she was excited.

Completely oblivious to her starstruck-ness, Emma turned and gave her empty glass to one of the staff members behind the bar. If anything, Lauren wasn’t the only one taken aback by the other’s appearance. Emma was as well. Blimey, her eyes were striking. She studied the bartender’s movements as he began to prepare their drinks. “I must admit I’ve had countless of apple martinis in my days.” She let out a chuckle. It was Emma’s go-to drink whenever she visited the United States. Back home in England, people preferred to drink less glamorous beverages such as Guiness and chemical-tasting ciders instead. “But... I don’t think I’ve ever tried one with espresso.” She took the drink from Lauren’s hand, bringing it to her nose to smell it. “That smells delightful.” Her eyebrows perked up at the scent of it. “Vodka and espresso. Dangerous, but fun.” She approved as she held her glass up to cheers. “I’m Emma.” The brunette introduced herself before she brought the glass to her lips, tasting the drink. “They don’t hold back on the vodka, do they?” A giggle escaped her throat once more. “How has your time in the house been so far?”

“ I’m starving and haven’t ate all day. So I’m going to sit here with my plate next to the food table. That way I’ll be closer to the food when I want more,” Zendaya smiled big before taking a big bite of her bruschetta

Emma laughed. “I must admit, I’ve gone to the buffet three times already. The sweets bar is my weakness.” She admitted, pointing at the empty plate in front of her. “I’ll have to refrain myself from getting more chocolate tarts if I want to be able to bust a move on the dance floor tonight.”

“Holy shit this place looks fantastic.” Miley said as she looked around the castle and then looked at one of her house mates. She smiled at them. “You having fun?”

“This place is out of this world.“ Emma agreed, admiring the decorations. “My twelve-year-old self would be over her head if she saw this. It’s like my childhood dream come to life.“ She turned to face her fellow house mate. “I am. It’s been good to get to know everyone in a chill setting like this. Parties make everyone more approachable, don’t they?” She smiled. “How about you? Have you hit the dancefloor yet?“

“What’s first on everyone’s to-do list for this party? Drinking? Dancing? Playing drinking games? Eating? I’m kinda in the mood to play a drinking game with one of the holiday drinks.”

Emma placed a finger to her chin, considering the options. She didn’t know awfully much about drinking games, but she knew enough about them to know that they were great ice-breakers. Thus, they were right up her alley. Emma had spend the majority of her time unpacking ever since she’d arrived, and this was her first opportunity to get to know her house mates. “Hmm, I don’t think I’ve tried any of the holiday drinks yet. Fun.” She smiled. “How about I pick our drinks and you pick the drinking game?”