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Gamerella

IceQueen

The Clawed Fauni
Going to the masquerade, you fall for a girl at fist sight . She seems like a regular girl, but what lies behind the mask may surprise you.


Try to do 3 sentences, but sometimes even I can't do it.


And try to spell right.


Name: Arabella (Ara) Hayden


Age: 17


Personality: Ara is a geek. Like a hardcore one. She loves playing videogames and reading manga. She watches anime and wishes for nothing more than for someone to look past her nerdyness and think that she is just a cool girl.


 
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Name: Michael (Mac) McCrimmon


Age: 19


Personality: Mac is a bit shy. But once you get past his outer shell, he becomes a very energetic person. He loves making jokes and having fun with friends. Yet he's missing one thing, a friend who he can defend. Someone who holds similar interests as him. One of the reasons most people don't spend much time with him is because he's super nerdy in what he does. But he doesn't look like a nerd, so most of the people in that group don't even come close to him.


(The guy in front)


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Alright! Starting. 
Ara sighed, looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She was probably doing this in vain, but no one else would ever know that. Yep, welcome. Name's Arabella, but Ara is fine. She is having a slight bit of a problem. She sighed, twirling around. She picked up the mask. "Might as well." She muttered, putting the mask on and walking out the door of her room and down to her car.





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Mac looked down to his watch and jumped off the couch. He had been mostly ready for a half hour. But he needed to get going. He couldn't remember why he had decided to go to the party. But it wasn't like it would hurt anything. Whipping on his sport coat, he reached for the fedora on his coat hanger. He froze for a moment, then set it back down. No matter how much he liked his fedora, tonight just didn't seem like the occasion. Finally, he snatched his mask off of the kitchen counter and hoped into his car.


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Ara got out of her car at the party, her gown floating behind her. She shut the door and sighed, looking at the building before waking up to the event. Once she got into the party she looked around at everyone. She couldn't see any ones face so she just walked to the snack table. She grabbed a drink of punch and sat at a empty table.
 
Mac parked his car and walked to the entrance to the party. At least he wasn't overly late. There were still a few people straggling in. He walked up the steps and looked around. It was hard to see through his mask, and he didn't have many friends. Well, that was overdoing it a little. In actuality, most people knew him because he was involved in a lot.


A few people gave a friendly wave and someone asked where his fedora was. Yet he couldn't really call these people friends, they were more like acquaintances. As he walked, he tried to find someone he recognized. But his luck ran him into one of the overly aggressive guys that were commonly labeled as jocks. Mac didn't care for this flaunting of masculinity, because it was just a way to build up an insecurity. It was for this very reason that the jocks were threatened by him.


As he walked past, one of them stuck out a leg to trip him. They were somewhat successful in knocking himself off balance. He stubbled a little, but then was able to catch himself on a table. Mac sighed, seeing no one around the table. At least he hadn't embarrassed himself. Yet, as he looked over, he found he was almost on top of a girl in a blue dress. Apparently she had been sitting at the table… alone.


He reeled back a little, holding his hands in the air "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you or anything," he said, taking a big gulp of air. She was beautiful. The way his luck worked out, it was probably a girlfriend of one of those jocks. Now he was in for some real fun, "Are you okay?"
 
Ara watched the guy stumble into her table. She was glad that she had set her drink on the table, otherwise she would have spilled it all over herself. She looked up at him when he stumbled back. He was handsome. She was sure she had never seen someone like that. Smiling she looked up at him. "Yeah, I'm fine." She said, staring at him.
 
Mac sighed and reached for an itch in his neck. He hated social interactions, especially with girls that looked as amazing as her. He couldn't stop thinking that they were judging him. Thankfully she couldn't really see him blushing under the mask… or could she? At least that's what his mind would say.


He reached for a chair and sat down. He bounced his leg, a little nervous. "Y-you sure? I didn't mean to get in your face like that. I just tripped over something. Haha! I should be more careful. It's not like I'm a creep or anything. I mean… not that you're not beautiful, c-cause you are… I mean…"





Oh Gosh Mac, now you sound like a complete idiot. Way to go. She probably does think you're a creep now.
 
Ara laughed, looking at the boy in front of her. He was cute. Really cute. She smiled, hoping the mask covered the slight blush on her face. "Your not to bad yourself." She said. 'Great now you sound like the idiot. What were you thinking.' She thought, glaring at her shoes. She really hated her shyness. This was one of the worst mess ups ever. She was sitting in front of a cute guy and she was speechless.
 
Mac shook his head and began to apologize for what he had said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said… What?" He was frozen in place. Had she just said he was good looking too? Shit, what do I do now?! "Um… so, I'm not a very good dancer or anything. But I feel I owe you one for almost falling on you. Unless of course if you don't want to. In which case, I'll get out of your hair."
 
Ara smiled. "I am not much of one myself but I can try." She said. She stood up, checking to make sure that her gown wasn't caught on the chair. The last thing she needed would be to fall on him as well. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she looked at him. Her luck had paid off, she had found a boy who actually liked her.
 
Mac was a little surprised that the girl had accepted. He zipped to his feet and put out his hand so that he could escort her to the dance floor. That's how he was supposed to do it right? "So I'm Mac… and you are?"
 
"Arabella. But Ara is fine." She said, taking his hand and walking to the dance floor. There was classical music playing as they walked out, the couples all over the floor slow dancing. She was never good with formal, but it would have to do.
 
Mac blinked, then smiled at the girl, "That has to be the best name I've heard in a long time." As they entered the dance floor, Mac faced Ara. What was he supposed to do now? He awkwardly peaked at one of the other couples, then back to Ara. He slowly reached one arm behind her and put it on her back. You better be doing this right! Then he put the other arm out to grab her hand. "Ready M'lady?" Yeah, it was a little corny, but that's who he was.
 
Ara smiled. "Ready." She said, placing her hand in his. She placed her hand on his arm as the dance began. She really hoped she didn't step on his feet, because that was the last thing she was trying to do. She probably would end up stepping on his feet anyway. And the person she was with probably liked football and stuff like that. Little did the person know that she was a nerd. A hardcore one too.
 
Mac let his fingers slip between Ara's. Why did it feel like he was shaking? He wasn't used to this sort of feeling. He didn't want his hands to start sweating, but he felt like that was going to happen sooner or later. After taking a deep breath and cooling down a little, he started moving with Ara. Gosh, it's like Beauty and the Beast all over again. Heck, the girl's name was even Bella in the movie! Mac had no clue what he was doing and just followed the other couples as best he could. Why were there so many rules for these sorts of things? It trashed the whole purpose of dancing in his opinion. But he kept trudging on. He wanted it to be special for Ara. This was his only chance of making a good impression on her before she threw him onto the street corner.


Through the dance, he almost stepped on her foot once, but saved it. The end of the song was coming, and his time was almost over. He had to make his move, ask her out. What was he going to do?! At a loss for words, he blurted out the first thing that came to his mind, "S-so do you want to hang out after this? Maybe… I mean, you don't have to…"
 
Ara was pleasantly surprised. She managed to not step on his toes as they danced. Breathing a soundless sigh of relief, she looked at him as he asked her if she wanted to hang out with her afterwards. She looked down. "I am normally not the kind of girl that boys like yourself hang out with." She said, looking at her shoes.
 
Mac swallowed hard when she rejected him. It was what Mac expected to happen though. Yet he wasn't ready to give up yet. She was too beautiful to let go that easily. Pulling her a little closer to him, he asked, "Why would you say such a thing as that?"
 
Ara looked down. "That's because people at my school tend to stay a way from. I am not the preppy or cheerleader type of person. I am far from regular either. I have no idea why I am even here." She said.
 
Mac felt a little sad for the girl. But he refused to give up now. She seemed sort of sad to be telling him this, and he hated it. "I'll be honest, I originally didn't know why I came here either. I would've rather stayed home and played video games. But Ara, I'm so glad I didn't. I don't care if you're a little different than most. I am too! Besides, preppy girls are annoying. I could tell you weren't that from the beginning. You're just the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, end of story. Please don't ask me to go away."
 
Ara smiled. "If you like videogames then we should really hang out sometime. You would love my place." She said. She had a 3 monitor set up and 5 consoles hooked up to those monitors. She also had 2 TV's and a big case of figurines on her wall. She also had some wall scrolls and a anime bed spread.
 
Mac returned Ara's smile, "I'd love that. When are you free?" Was this really happening? Was she giving him a chance?


(I'm getting tired, so I'm going to log off tor tonight. Have a good night!)
 
"I'm free tomorrow, or whenever." Ara said, hoping he wouldn't be to embarrassed to be seen with her without a mask.
 

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