A New Generation Starter Blog

Valentina could feel eyes on her, not that she could blame them. Her hair had strands dipped in gold,matching the golden snake crown she wore. Her form fitting black dress with a large slit that left very little to the imagination. And the vibrant emeralds she…borrowed…made her own green eyes practically glow. She looked ethereal. she knew that much. “You know, if you stare medusa in her eyes you supposedly turn into stone.” she said out loud, turning her gaze to meet that of her admirer. Okay that may have been a little conceited but the outfit had her in a more confident mood….as if her ego needed more boosting. “You look good.” she said as looking them over. She was being…a little nicer. Only because it was Halloween. It was the one time of year you could be someone else…

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     “Alright, alright - so what time do you think the giant swamp monster is going to get here?” Hazel asked, raising her brows. She couldn’t relax after what had happened at the Homecoming dance. They had all let their guards down and things had gone south so quickly. That being said, part of her really did hope that this was a Halloween party and nothing more because it was her favourite time of year.  “Or do you think they’ll use something else to test us?”

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     “Has anybody seen Peter?” Emeli asked, voice raised to ensure that she was heard over the music that filled the place. She had been trying to spot him in the crowd but to no avail, but she was anxious to make sure that she got a photo of the two of them before they could get too carried away by the evening’s events. Emeli had taken a photo with Peter in their costumes every year since they were in diapers, and it meant a lot to her that she keep it going. It was definitely fun to look back on from time to time. “He’s the tall blonde one…kind of looks like a Disney prince?”

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     “You can go ahead and take one if you really want to…I keep catching you sneaking glances when you think I can’t see” Jake’s lips stretched into an amused half-smile as he offered the small plate of treats towards the person sitting beside him. Despite some hesitation about the night’s events given what had happened last time the school held something like this, Jake had actually been having a pretty great time but he tired quickly in larger social settings like this one and he’d stopped to recharge for a few minutes. “What’s your costume?”

“Okay - Do I even want to know who’s bathroom this is?” Lucy’s nose wrinkled as she stepped out of the tub. This was seriously the last time that she let herself be talked into going to a dorm party where she only knew less than a handful of people. She had needed a night off from studying, however, but she had clearly gotten a little carried away. 

Maggie wrinkled her nose as she glanced at the couple nestled against the tree. The two were so entwined around each other that it was difficult to be sure where one person started and the other began. “They can’t be serious,” she said, more to herself than the person nearby. She wasn’t even really aware of the other person. “Why in the middle of campus? This is what a dorm room is for.” She had been sitting at one of the tables on the lawn, doing her homework, when the amorous couple had grabbed her attention with various noises, the most pleasant of which resembled a plunger being yanked from a toilet. “They’re acting juvenile,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.

“It’s bullshit,” Ginny grumbled, glancing over at the person sitting next to her. “We might as well sit around the campfire and sing Kum Ba Yah if we’re going to be getting homework assignments like this.” She folded her arms over her chest, a soft huff leaving her lips. “I mean, write a letter to someone you miss? What the hell does that have to do with Solving Turmoil Without Violence?” Ginny scowled, turning her gaze down to her shoes. “I don’t even miss anyone,” she said, which was a blatant lie. “Who am I supposed to write about, Santa Claus? He used to bring me some really neat presents. I don’t feel that verklempt over the Tooth Fairy, though. What a creepy concept that is. What the hell is she doing with my baby teeth?”