Azalea Silver
Azalea arrived back at, thankfully a clean dorm. Cat stepped out of the bathroom looking annoyed as Azalea ignored her and plopped unto her bed, exhausted of the days activities. She could faintly hear Cat scolding her on the window damage, and asking on what happened. But it was so faint... Azalea was fast asleep in an instant, not even getting the chance to get under the blankets.
Azalea awoke to the sweet song of Raisa yelling in her ear and shaking her awake. Azalea groaned, attempting to swat her away while rolling over, wanting more sleep, still half asleep, barely catching any words from Raisa.
"..Cat..."
"to prepare..."
..dance.."
"Gah!"Azalea flew off the bed and on the floor. That certainly woke her. She'd completely forgotten about the dance. Raisa laughed, just then Cat entered and snickered, seeing Azalea's sleepy eyes, quickly getting off the floor.
Cat wore a bright, shiny red dress that slightly dragged on the ground with no straps. She was already ready. She had to be after all, it was her job to make the sure the dance was perfect, Cat, along with a few choice others had been in charge of arranging the dance.
Azalea rushed to the bathroom, and like always, she had to make sure she looked good. It was 6:15, and she made sure to perfect her looks, Raisa had left by then, leaving with her own date. Cat waited. She'd told Garrett to pick her up when Sorren picked Azalea up.
Azalea took longer then usual to get ready, wanting to leave nothing to flaw. When she finally exited the bathroom, Cat looked her up and down with a devilish smirk, her eyebrows arched.
"Well well well," Cat began mischievously. "Don't you look nice." Azalea flipped her off, but found herself grinning as well.
Garrett confidently strided down the hall, holding some cheep pink Lily's that looked like they'd been sloppily acquainted, although Garrett himself looked dashing, his ice blue eyes and black hair contrasting deeply with his pale skin. Garrett halted at seeing Sorren at the door, before hesitantly sliding next to him, retaining his usual innocent facade.
"Sorren." Garrett said stiffly, waiting at the door next to him, slightly behind him. Holding the cheap lilac's closer to him, uncomfortably shifting.
Just then, Cat opened the door the door a crack smiling brightly at seeing Garrett. Her eyes flicked to the lilacs, then Sorren's roses, a flicker of perhaps disappointment and amusement in her eyes.
Cat grinned, foolishly in love with him. "Hi Garrett." She looked at Sorren and grinned mischievously. Garrett scowled behind Sorren.
Azalea came from behind Cat, already knowing who it was. Her heart beat a couple paces faster as she opened to door all the way, taking in the sight of the pair. Her heart stopped.
Sorren looked well...dashing to put it lightly. She felt like the air had been knocked out of her as she stared at him, but in a good way, while Azalea blinked and stared, Cat took the flowers from Garrett, telling him to wait while she put in in a vase, walking into the bathroom and quietly throwing them in the garbage.
Azalea leaned against the doorframe Sorren leaned against, smirking her trademark, seductive/amused smirk. "Mm, don't you look dashing." Azalea commented with a purr, noticeably looking him up and down, taking the roses from him in the process.
Azalea was impressed, truthfully she loved roses, they were her favorite of all flowers, and Azalea couldn't suppress a smile taking place on her face as she looked at them. Azalea looked back up at, just realizing Garrett was there, her smile faded.
Garrett winked at Azalea from behind Sorren, blowing her a kiss with his hand. Garrett called out to Cat, who was still in the bathroom. "You look beautiful!" He stammered, maintaind the lovesick baby he could play so well.
Damn he was good.
Azalea grabbed an empty vase off the end table at her bed, which had a long since dead rose in it, which looked as if it could disintegrate at the touch. She threw the old rose in the bathroom garbage, filled the vase with water and put Sorren's roses in them. Staring at them for a moment, taking in the beauty. She strided back to the door, Cat following closely behind her.
Cat walked out first so Azalea could lock it. As Azalea walked out she 'accidentally' trotted hard on Garrett's foot, and Garrett let out a frustrated hiss of breath, trying to pretend to not notice as he took Cat's hand, who beamed brightly, blushing. With the door now closed, and locked, as Azalea made sure, they were now ready to leave. Azalea still smirking amused as Garrett silently glared at the back of Azalea's head.
@Bowa
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