#blakepara

Tess: Applying the last coat of lip gloss the Blonde capped the tub and set it back in its place on her vanity. Hazel eyes examined her appearance in the mirror before she got up from her place. Yes they were going to see a scary movie.. and she would probably be in the dark for most of the time. But that didn't mean she couldn't look presentable. Especially if she was going to see Blake. Tugging the form fitted black tee in to place she slipped on her jacket and shoes before heading down the stairs. Tess didn't feel like waiting in the house so she easily made her wait out to the front. Shifting her weight while she waited a smile slipped on to her lips when his car finally pulled in to the drive way. "Hey stranger," she breathed once she was down the side walk and in the car. Settling in to the seat she tucked her hair behind her ears. "I'm glad we get to hang out.." she stated glancing at him for a moment.

Lucy got to the skating rink and decided to just wait at the entrance for Blake to arrive. She started imagining how the date would play out and became completely lost in her thoughts.

It was October 30th, and Allyson was getting testy. For the past few days she had been avoiding people at all costs--the bet she and Jace had agreed on was making her miserable. She padded down the hallway, stopping as she heard a noise in the kitchen.The fuck? People are home? Larissa probably skipped school again. "Hello!" She singsonged, popping her head into the doorway. Instead of seeing a head of brunette hair, she saw a tall blonde. Fuck. "Sorry, I thought you were Larissa." She walked over to the cupboard, grabbing a glass. "What're you up to?" She was trying to be as civil as possible--hopefully it would work. She leaned over the sink, quickly filling her glass.

After leaving Jace, she had a minor task to attend to before she began to prepare for their date: She needed to deal with Blake. She stomped down the hallway, now fully dressed. Her pale cheeks with flushed in anger--why the hell would Blake make a deal with Jace? She wasn't afraid of Jace at all; but she didn't like people making deals that involved using her as a pawn. "Blake," She yelled firmly, slamming her fist against the door. "I have a bone to pick with you, now."

She stood in front of his doorway for awhile, trying to think of what to say. Blake, you're being a dillhole but I still want to be your friend. Blake, even though you hate that i'm happy I don't think you're a bad person. She rolled her eyes, nothing was going to come out right anyways. Before she could change her mind, she quickly knocked on his door.