#dance chatzy

Monica started the chat 2 hours ago

Adam joined the chat 2 hours ago

Monica: Monica walked into the gymnasium, not even really sure why she had come. Walking over to the punch bowl, she poured a cup and took a sip, quickly figuring out that it was spiked.

Adam joined the chat 2 hours ago

Adam: Adam was sitting by the punch bowl, not minding that it was spiked. He never minded the alcohol in it. Honestly, it made him feel better.

Monica: Looking at the boy who was sitting by the bowl, she pursed her lips. Oh sure, she drank but she was a firm believer in not spiking punch bowls. That just ruined it for everyone. "Did you do this?"

Adam: "Nope. Wish I did, though," he confessed. The girl in front of him look annoyed, as if he had ruined the dance for her.

Monica: The girl clucked her tongue in thought as she looked at the boy. "Why would you wish that you did?"

Adam: Adam shifted his weight and leaned onto the table. "Because alcohol is great," he laughed.

Monica: "Well you think that, and I think that, but a lot of people don't." she attempted to explain. She was easily angered.

Adam: Adam rolled his eyes at the comment. If he didnt do it, why was she getting so... picky. "Then why do you care?"

Monica: "Because I just fucking do." she replied, putting her glass down. "You won't understand so forget it."

Adam: "Woah sweet cheeks," Adam said, holding his hands up as if he was surrendering. "No need to get pissy. What's with all the angry girls at this school?"

Monica: "First of all, maybe girls get angry around you because your mere presence is an annoyance. And I have a name, it's not sweet cheeks."

Adam: "Calm down there, kid. I've met a few girls that don't get pissy when I'm around. If you don't want me calling you sweet cheeks, tell me your name."

Monica: "A few? Just a few, you're really proving your point there." she replied with a shake of her head. "Kid's not going to work either. And it's Monica."

Adam: Adam smiled. "Well I've only met a few people. Sorry to burst your bubble, Monica. I'm Adam."

Monica: Pursing her lips, she allowed herself to calm down and remember that technically, this boy hadn't done anything to her. "So, Adam. Got any cigarettes?"

Adam: Adam smiled. "I always do." He pulled a pack from his pocket, opened the top and handed Monica one. He took one out for himself and lit it, then held up his lighter for the girl.

Monica: The girl took the cigarette but looked at him for a moment. "Sure you wanna smoke in here?"

Adam: "We can leave, I just wanted to smoke it as quick as possible," he said.

Monica: "Let's step outside." she agreed with a nod of her head, turning and beginning to lead the way out of the gymnasium

Adam: Adam followed her out of the gym.

Monica: The cold air against her bare skin left goosbumps but Monica ignored it. She had dealt with worse. "Can I get that light now?"

Adam: Adam wasn't use to the cold, but he dealt with it. He took out his lighter and held it out to Monica. "Yep"

Monica: "Thanks." she replied, taking the lighter and lighting up. As she handed it back, she inhaled deeply.

Adam: "The dances are kind of boring, huh?"

Monica: "Kind of boring doesn't begin to cover it." she scoffed. "I think they're pointless."

Adam: Adam laughed. "They're only here for the creation of unwanted drama."

Monica: "Honestly, I think it's just an excuse to hook up, which is fucking ridiculous."

Adam: "Teachers can't wrap their heads around that. They think it's all for fun."

Monica: "Really shows their genius, huh?"

Adam: "Luckily I've never listened to them anyway."

Monica: "Some of them are okay, but not really the head staff."

Adam: "Ha. I bet. I've heard that Cogsworth is the worst."

Monica: "I've had limited meetings with him and i'd like to keep it that way. Have you been here long?

Adam: "I've had to visit him a few times, but he hasn't been too bad. Three months. You?"

Monica: "He just seems like an annoyance. And since February I think."

Adam: "So you've gotten use to this place. Is there anything I should know about it?"

Monica: "It does't get better with time." she shrugged.

Adam: Adam sighed. "Good to know."

Monica: "Where ya from?" she questioned, exhaling a thick could of smoke

Adam: "Agrabah. It's hot there, and I'm not liking the cold. You?"

Monica: "Never been, heard of it once though. I'm from Germany."

Adam: "Germany? My parents go there a lot."

Monica: "It's shit but that's just what I think." she shrugged.

Adam: "Ive never been there so I can't judge it."

Monica: "I wouldn't recommend it. I don't even stay there."

Adam: "Agrabah isn't too bad. It's got some nice views."

Monica: "Where is it exactly?"

Adam: "Saudi Arabia."

Monica: "Is it as much sand as they say?"

Adam: "Yes. There's tons. It's like the snow here, it's everywhere."

Monica: "I see." the girl mused, running a hand through her hair. "Must be interesting."

Adam: "Not really," Adam said, smoking his cigarette "Just a big sand pit, really."

Monica: "Where's your place in Agrabah then?"

Adam: "According to my parents, the palace."

Monica: "So you're royalty then?" Monica questioned, looking over at the boy

Adam: "Yep," Adam said with a blank expression. "Hating it, too."

Monica: "Royalty sucks? Tell me how." she scoffed.

Adam: "Believe me, some of its nice. Like the servants and stuff," Adam admitted. "Just my parents..."

Monica: "Yes?"

Adam: "They just don't treat me like they should."

Monica: "I see." the brunette nodded. She wasn't about to state her opinion on parents, as it wasn't a nice one.

Adam: "Yeah, that's why I left."

Monica: "They call often?" she questioned, not that she really care. Flicking ash off of the end of her cigarette, she exhaled into the cold night.

Adam: "No," Adam said. He didn't like to talk about it, or even think about it at the very least. "Well, now you know about me. Tell me about yourself."

Monica: "I don't think there's much about me to tell." she shrugged in reply.

Adam: Adam laughed. "There's something to everyone."

Monica: "Not me, i'm sure."

Adam: "Whatever you say"

Peter Pan joined the chat 3 minutes ago

Evangeline joined the chat

Peter Pan: Peter hovered above everyone at the party, not really what to do at this point, not being use to civilized parties

Evangeline: Evangeline arrived at the opened double doors to the gym. It looked great, just like she expected.

Peter Pan: Peter looked around, seeing someone who looked slightly familiar and rubbed his eyes, coming down from flying. "You're a fairy" He said, tapping Evangeline on the shoulder

Evangeline: Evangeline turned to find Peter Pan, the most famous boy in Neverland, standing in front of her. She had met him a few times, so it wasn't too big of a deal. She was just happy to see someone she knew. "I am," she agreed.

Peter Pan: Peter smiled, of course he was right. "Which one are you then?" He asked

Evangeline: "Evangeline Ferrera," she smiled. "Fawn's daughter."

Peter Pan: "Fawn, she's knows Tinkerbell right?"

Evangeline: "Yeah. She says they use to go on these adventures together."

Peter Pan: "Tinkerbell's my best friend" Peter smiled

Evangeline: "You guys hang out? She always seems so busy," Evangeline laughed.

Peter Pan: "We're always together!" Peter raised and eyebrow. "She's the greatest!"

Evangeline: "She's pretty great," she smiled. "So. This dance. Weird, huh?" Evangeline said.

Peter Pan: "I know!" Peter agreed. "I use to go to the Native parties all the time, but they are nothing like this!"

Evangeline: "Pixie Hollow would have some parties sometimes. Like, school dances and stuff. But I've never been to a dance like this!"

Peter Pan: "What are pixie dances like?"

Evangeline: Evangeline thought for a moment. "They're pretty magical," she smiled. "It usually depends on the season."

Peter Pan: "Oh yes" Peter nodded. "You guys do that season stuff, Tink's told me"

Evangeline: "Yeah. It's fun bringing out animals from hibernation."

Peter Pan: Peter smiled. "Ya? It's fun fighting pirates too" He just had to bring the conversation back to himself

Evangeline: Evangeline had never fought anyone, she never liked fighting with people. "Fighting?"

Peter Pan: "Ya" Peter nodded. "You know, like Captain Hook!"

Evangeline: "I've heard he's pretty bad," Evangeline said, faking a smile. SHe didn't like people to get hurt.

Peter Pan: "He's a horrible codfish, but don't worry, I'll keep you safe if he shows up"

Evangeline: Evangeline smiled. "As long as you don't hurt him."

Peter Pan: Peter looked at the girl confused. "I might have to though"

Evangeline: "But, he doesn't deserve to hurt," EVangeline frowned

Peter Pan: "Yes he does!"

Evangeline: "Nobody deserves to be sad."

Peter Pan: "But, but, but, he's Captain Hook! He tried to kill Tinkerbell!"

Evangeline: "HE DID WHAT?!"

Peter Pan: "You didn't know?"

Evangeline: "No, I didn't! But still, Just put him in jail or something!"

Peter Pan: "Come on" Peter smiled. "It's Captain Hook, I'm suppose to fight him"

Evangeline: "Yeah, yeah," Evangeline said."SOrry, I just don't like people being sad."

Peter Pan: "It's ok" Peter nodded. "Sad isn't good, unless you're a pirate"

Evangeline: "Even pirates. Just... never mind."

Peter Pan: Peter rolled his eyes

Evangeline: Evangeline felt bad for what she said, so she tried to recover. "Sorry. Lets change the subject to something better!"

Peter Pan: "Ok! Like me!"

Evangeline: "oh, okay."

Peter Pan: "What about me should we talk about?" Peter thought for a moment.

Evangeline: "Hmm," EVangeline said, putting her finger on her chin. "Your favourite thing to do. After fighting."

Peter Pan: "Flying" Peter nodded not even having to think. "Flying's the best"

Evangeline: Evangeline remembered back when she could fly. A smile spread across her face. "I love flying!"

Peter Pan: "Isn't it just the best!" Peter smiled. "We should go flying"

Evangeline: Evangeline frowned. "I would love to, but when I came here I lost my wings."

Peter Pan: "Oh that's right" Peter frowned for a moment. "But pixie dust!"

Evangeline: "If you have any, feel free to sprinkle it on me."

Peter Pan: "I have a ton!" Peter smiled. "Take some" He hands her a little bag of the stuff

Evangeline: Evangeline smiled. She reached her hand into the bag and pulled some of the dust out. She then sprinkled it over her head with a smile.