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.

Celia joined the chat

Tucker joined the chat 6 seconds ago

Tucker: Hey Celia! I didn’t know you were gonna be here?

Celia: Hi Tucker! I didn’t either, well I knew I was going to be here, but I didn’t know you were going to be here. Do you like my dress?

Tucker: *he chuckles* Yeah, I don’t normally go to dances, but this one looked ok so I thought I would show up. I love it! More festive than my suit.

Celia: I love dances, I think. *she giggles* I’ve only actually been to one before this one, Homecoming right when I got here. *she twirls* Someone told me it’s like what Santa wears

Tucker: Well, I’ve never really seen what Santa looks like, I’ve heard of him but never celebrated Christmas really. *He shrugs* It looks good though. Homecoming? Oh yeah, I went to that one too, only to DJ though.

Celia: Geppetto use to put up stockings for my mother and Figaro and me, but I always saw him put the treats in the stockings so I know Santa’s not real *she smiles and shrugs* You DJ’d homecoming? I liked the music

Tucker: Tucker smiled* How do you know that Geppetto isn’t one of Santa’s helpers? Maybe he was filling the stockings for Santa? And yeah, I did. I’m really into to music. Thanks, that means a lot that someone noticed.

Celia: *Celia covered her mouth and giggled* I don’t think so, he’s just a wood cutter. Oh ya? Do you play anything? Or just DJ? I wish I was good at something

Tucker: I played guitar, piano, drums, trumpet and I sing. I just love music all around. *He rests a hand on her shoulder* I’m sure your good at something.

Celia: That’s so cool! *Celia clapped her hands together* I like singing, I don’t know if I’m any good though *she shrugged*

Tucker: I’m sure your good at singing! Do you want to try a duet with me? I brought my guitar. *Taps the case that is sitting next to him*

Celia: Right now?

Tucker: Yeah, why not?

Celia: Oh, I don’t know, sure!

Tucker: *takes her hand and walks over to a bench* Take a seat! *opens guitar case and strums the first chords of let it snow* oh the weather outside is frightful…

Celia: *Giggles* But the fire is so delightful!

Tucker: The lights are turning way down low, Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. *continues strumming on the guitar*

William reluctantly participated in the formal dance that most of the students participated. He hated the concept that they'd be changing partners in some of the steps making him let go of his date for the night. Just the mere thought of dancing with these masked women who probably doesn't even deserve the time of his day makes him want to march out of the Great Hall in a flash. But as a good date, he stayed and humor the lady and didn't spoil the mood.

He was a god damned good dancer as his mother made sure William grew up to be a proper wizard that dances well during pureblood gatherings. The masks on the females surely added mystery to them and William tried to relax and enjoy every thump of the classical music. He danced with everyone as the circle continued changing partners every few minutes.