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!]

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[hexuality]

[Miss Ginny Weasley arrives fashionably late, and while she knows many of the people at the dance, it appears she's come alone. Or has she? There's a flower tucked behind her ear—delicate, white, and standing out in the tumble of gentle copper waves—that could have been plucked from the garden herself or handed to her by a date. Who knows? All dressed up in a modest dress of deep gold (handmade by her mother as the most inexpensive option, not that she'd say so), she's perhaps at her most ladylike in comparison to the rough and tumble athlete of yesterday, but with the easy way she weaves through the throng in her heels with a smile, you wouldn't guess she doesn't do this often.]

[seekingnormal]

[Sam can't help but notice her.

But he doesn't do anything. He's new, he doesn't know her, and he's this short kid at a high school dance. What's to notice?]

[hexuality]

[But really, a new and quiet face is exactly the sort of thing that catches her attention—because for all her fiery temper and brass, Ginny is still a good person and likes getting to know people. So she makes her way over to Sam rather casually, picking up a drink as she goes, then smiles.]

Hullo, there.

[seekingnormal]

[Sam blinks, like for a minute he wants to look around to make sure she's talking to him, but he resists the impulse.]

Hi.

[hexuality]

Doing alright?

[She cocks her head, considering, then adds.]

You're new, I suppose.

[seekingnormal]

Yeah. I'm fine.

[Better now, anyway.]

But yeah. I'm new. Sam. My name's Sam.