Ready Or Not, Gonna Make It To The City...

[laszlo_jamf]

When; May 19^th, from sunset to evening and beyond! (Just watch out for midnight, Cinderella...)
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; Anyone and everyone...and maybe a few more
Summary; Finals are over, the spring dance is here--finally a way for everyone, student and teacher, to relax! All the planning, preparation, and hard work has paid off. Students of all ages and grades are invited, and their teachers are sure to be there too. The school superintendents (read: the Deities) have done their very best to light up the Square. So whether you're from Westerberg High, Trinity Girls' School, Cutler's, Bikini Bottom Middle, or City U, you must have received your engraved invitation by now. Dress is formal, but the occasion is celebratory. Come one, come all. (And even those who aren't cursed may still come to take in the decorations, the food, the entertainment, and the merriment... or they can take pictures for blackmail when this is over.) So come and spend an evening under the stars...
Log;

[This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High dance event! Tags can be open or directed to another character--just throw a label in the subject line. Feel free to NPC wait staff, refreshments, music, and anything else you might encounter at such a soiree. Have fun!]

Comments

[team_captain]

[Oh, he can't, he can't. He goes to hold her]

It's different, you're my sister but Bucky's like....

[The other half of me]

What if you didn't like it? What if mother and father - our grandparents can't even talk about television shows with characters who - and I know you don't think that way but it wasn't some friend or some person, it was me.

[primrosella]

[It's instinctive, how her head goes right against his shoulder, but she doesn't put her arms around him in exchange; she just lets him hold her, more because she needs someone to right then than anything else.]

I would never, ever--

[Her voice cracks again, and this time she doesn't try to force it.]

[team_captain]

[He just holds her as if that will keep her grounded. He's always been good at being there.]

I'm sorry.

[primrosella]

[And things are adding up now--his reluctance about having a date, Bucky's carefully dodgy answers, older moments in her memories of him that she never once thought twice about until suddenly this new revelation casts them in an entirely new light...]

You let me ruin your whole night--and Bucky's, and Penny, and--

[Penny, really, is the one that stings her the most, because it hits painfully close to home--a girl so happy about her perfect night, her perfect date, and then suddenly it all goes wrong--]

I need to go, I need to just...not be here right now, I--I'm just, I'll go get a cab or--I just need to go, right now, somewhere that's not here...

[team_captain]

[He pauses]

You could ruin my whole life, I wouldn't mind.

I can take you home. I'll text Penny and let her know you're not feeling well.

[primrosella]

No.

[She's surprisingly firm, with that one word.]

I need to be by myself right now, just until I can stop...

[Shaking.]

[team_captain]

I'm not leaving you alone.

[primrosella]

Yes, you are. You're going to, this time.

[team_captain]

You don't have to talk to me but at the very least I'm getting you home.

[primrosella]

Steve, I think I'll scream if I see them right now. Anyone. I'll just sit in the limo if I have to, just--just let me be by myself right now, please.

[team_captain]

[He huffs and sighs and throws his hands up in the air. Fine.]

Okay but call me when you get home. I swear if I don't hear from you before the end of this party I'll send out the national guard.

[primrosella]

I'll have my phone with me the whole time. I'll call.

[She steps back a little, hugging herself.]

I'm sorry, I just...

[With every passing moment she feels like she's ruining something more and more.]

I'm sorry.

[team_captain]

None of this is your fault.

[primrosella]

Then why does it keep happening?

[That's unfair and she knows it.]

[team_captain]

Rosella.

[He just looks at her]

[primrosella]

I should go. I'm--I'll send the limo back when I get there.

[She turns away and starts heading for the parking lot, making sure to keep away from the prying eyes of any crowds.]

[team_captain]

[He watches her go and he takes a moment and calls out-]

I love you, big sister!

[primrosella]

[And sure enough, she stops dead in her tracks, unmoving for a moment--and then half-turns, her voice less steady but still clear.]

I love you, too.

[team_captain]

[He nods and watches her get to the limo before he turns around and heads back.]

[misterblackbird]

[Tap tap tap on the limo window. Tap tap.]

WELCOME TO THE SHENANIGANS

[primrosella]

[She's just sitting in a corner of the limo, shoes kicked off and knees pulled up onto the seat with her, staring at nothing in particular as she tries to do battle with her warring thoughts.

The tap, predictably, makes her jump. It takes her a minute to untangle herself before she scoots down to unlock the door.]

Cain, I...

[She basically ditched him, didn't she? No excuse for that one.]

I'M GLAD TO BE HERE

[misterblackbird]

[When Cain got away with flirting with any number of girls for entirely too long, he began to genuinely worry that either a) she'd dumped him again without telling him or b) something was well and truly wrong. After neither hearing from her, her friends, or anyone else, nor finding her with her usual circles, he thought he might just check outside.

This is not quite the cool-and-quiet-romantic-moment-on-the-balcony-where-he-loans-her-his-jacket kind of moment he had in mind.]

Are you all right?

WE SAVED A SEAT FOR YOU

[primrosella]

[She's tempted to say yes, because it's much easier to insist that she is and honestly, she's been telling herself that she is all night--even in the moments when she could feel herself faltering.

But then she'd found Steve's letters and they'd talked and...it's just, she's not angry at him, or at her family, but she's upset and hurt and confused and she knows she'll take it out on someone who doesn't deserve it if she doesn't get her own head back on straight first.

And the place to start with that, maybe, is by being honest.]

I don't know. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run out like that, I just...

[...Oh.]

Did Steve tell you I was out here?

THANK YOU

[misterblackbird]

[Something of a smile.]

No, I just had a feeling. Would you rather I go back inside? I'd rather neither of us spend the rest of the evening alone, but if you would prefer it...

[primrosella]

Please don't.

[She'd thought she wanted to be alone, originally, but now...]

I'm just...something happened.