Homecoming Dance (Closing July 5th)

[Aidan Steele]

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He was slightly confused, though definitely not upset, to see her blush as he hadn't really said anything that could make her blush just yet, though he figured that maybe the way he brushed her skin with her thumb was enough to give her that reaction... it seemed a bit like a big reaction over not much though and he couldn't help but wonder if there was more to it, and what it could be. Possibly thoughts she might be having, and if they were thoughts that actually made her blush... now, that'd surely be interesting to hear, wouldn't it. He didn't think it'd be anything too bad, because a girl like her probably didn't get those kind of thoughts so easily. Of course, he planned on giving her more than enough of those, but that would have to wait a bit still, and he'd have more time to try that later on. Tonight, he just wanted to focus on her, having a great time and especially making her have a great time. He wasn't exactly all that awkward with girls usually and he often easily managed to get them to spend a good evening, but he wasn't too sure of what way to go with Mandy because she was so different than the girls he usually went for. She was innocent, for one thing, and she made him curious. He found most people, especially girls, easy to read. But with her, he was never really sure of what to expect exactly. Every reaction was a pleasant surprise, and he liked it.

He looked down at her as he waited for her to answer his question, smiling lightly as he watched her with interest - people often got a certain look on their face when they were thinking more deeply about something, a look that was proper to them, a look they got every time their thoughts got a bit more intense than usual maybe, and he found that watching her think was actually something very enjoyable. It was a bit strange though, because it seemed that everything he noticed about her, the way she thought, the way she blushed, the way she smiled - he had yet to discover the way she laughed, because he couldn't remember hearing her laugh heartily yet, a real, loud, embarrassing laughter - was extremely attractive to him. He grinned slightly as she finally answered to it, then faking a sad look as she said she hadn't hoped for him to ask. "Well darn, here I thought I was making your dream come true," he teased her, chuckling a bit. "Well I'm glad you said yes," he added, smiling at her. "I'm pretty sure I'm gonna enjoy my time with you tonight."

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[Elijah Emerson]

OOC: too tired to look for errors. XD

It had been entirely too good of an idea asking her to homecoming. Elijah rarely cared what other people thought about him, including Addie, who was probably somewhere crushing a cup between her Godzilla hands as she saw them walk through the Gym doors…together. Though, Addie wouldn’t say anything upfront. He’d probably hear shit about it later though. But tonight he didn’t care, tonight was all about impressing Roxanne. He would make sure to enjoy himself, and make sure Roxanne enjoyed herself too. But the blushing and the beauty was too much to pass up and let someone else take hold of. That was his blush, he made her blush that way. He made her hide her face behind curtains of hair. And he was part of the reason she’d taken so long to get ready. And he was in awe by it. Though he’d probably never say it aloud.

He was amused by her response to the decorations. Nodding as she asked for a drink, he smiled, trailing his finger lightly up her neck and pushing her fallen hair behind her ear. So maybe he was doing things to see her crack and blush. Even though she’d obviously been trying not to. Though her responses were more attractive than they were amusing. Walking off to get her drink, he smiled at some of the people he recognized, nodding his head in acknowledgement or doing the latest form of dap. When he made it over to the table, he spiked up two cups, filling one and taking a sip of it to make sure no one had spiked it, and when he was satisfied he poured a cup for Roxanne, walking with both cups over to her. Offering the cup and a smile, he took another sip of his own. “Sorry, but dances aren’t really my thing.” He laughed over the music. “I never really go to them.” He added just as loud.

[Connor Micklesen]

He smiled slightly as he saw that she'd sat down on the bench with him Indian style. Something that probably a lot of people wouldn't dare to do in a dress that was as short as her's was, but then again it was Addison and it wasn't as if he hadn't seen what was under her skirt before. Besides he wasn't about to complain about it, even though it was pretty dark out as it was so he couldn't really see much anyway. He realized with a start that he'd barely paid any attention to the new color of her hair - actually he hadn't even realized that she'd changed the color. He wasn't quite sure how it was possible for him to have missed the change of color, maybe it was because it was still an orange-red (though completely different from the old color) or it was more likely the fact that he'd been trying not to pay too much attention to her all night. Still, he would have thought that he'd have noticed it before, oh well. He liked her new color, it looked good on her. Not that her old color hadn't, but he liked this one better. It just looked right on her, it fit her better.

He realized that she probably knew that part of the reason (okay most of the reason) why he'd asked her outside to dance was because of the fact that he didn't want everyone to know they were involved with one another, but she didn't appear to have a problem with his suggestion. Actually she seemed quite happy with the suggestion if the grin on her face was any indication of it. He smiled at her as she got back on her feet and he did the same as well. He took a hold of her hand and pulled her close to him, moving his hands down to her waist. The height difference between the two of them made the situation a bit awkward, but oh well. Mostly he just felt like he was extremely bigger than her, kind of like he was dancing with a little kid. Now that was a disturbing thought, considering all of the other things that they'd done together that were not things to do with little kids. "You make me feel like a giant," he informed her, better that than telling her the other comparison which was too wrong to even think about anymore.

[Milo Parker]

When she didn't respond he was pretty sure that he'd probably done the wrong thing. And if that was the case Addison wasn't going to hear the end of it for an extremely long time. Because she was the one that'd encouraged him to go after her. True, she had not told him to kiss her while dancing or within the first ten minutes that he was with her, but that was not the point. The point was that if things get messed up, it was entirely Addie's fault because he wasn't even going to go after her. He was just going to let things be and go back to the average hustle and bustle of his life, with all the girls and such. At least she hadn't pushed him away yet, which he wasn't sure that it was much better that she was just standing there frozen. Except for the fact that it meant that she possibly considering not shoving him away after all, in which case he'd rethink his plan being a bad idea. Because that was just the way that things went, if things went well then it was all his idea and if not it was all Addie's fault. It had to be so fun being his best friend.

However his worries were soon over as he felt her start responding, he smiled slightly as he felt her start moving her lips against his a bit shyly. He would admit that the kiss wasn't anywhere near the best kiss that he'd ever had, but still he found that he enjoyed it. Even though it was obvious that she wasn't experienced in what she was doing, he found that he actually liked that. That she wasn't aggressive or extremely confident in what she was doing, like most of the other girls that he was usually with. It was different than usual for him sure, but there was no way that he was going to regret his decision. He deepened the kiss a little bit, pulling her slightly closer to him in the process. He kept kissing her for a few minutes before he pulled away from her, though it could hardly be called pulling away considering that he was just enough away from her that their lips weren't touching anymore. He didn't feel like being and further away from her than that at that point in time. He still wanted to stay close to her. He looked her in the eyes once more, a half smile crossing his lips as he did so.

[Joel Rodgers]

He couldn't help but grin slightly after she moved closer to him and gave him the look that she did. He actually thought that it was a bit amusing that she'd done so, that she seemed to have such a problem with the distance that there had been between the two of them, but he decided not to take the challenge that she was practically offering to him about putting more distance there. Besides it wasn't like he wasn't a guy, he still liked being close girls, especially attractive one's. So it would be a bit stupid of him to try and push her away from him. He just knew that not all girls appreciated guys who automatically assumed that they wanted to be rest up against them when they danced, though with Cassandra it would appear that not all girls liked it when guys assumed that they didn't want to be close. It looked like she was probably going to be an exception to most things that his older sisters had taught him about dos and donts with girls. Now he was just going to have to learn how to handle things in that perspective.

He smiled a little when she said that the school was nice, but that was kind of obvious. It really had to be for everything that it offered, and how much it cost to go to the place. It wasn't one of the best schools in the world for nothing, it offered so much to the students. Then of course there were the professors, which she'd just mentioned the Theater professor. All of them were amazingly gifted at whatever it was that they were teaching, even the core class teachers. "Yeah all of the professors are pretty amazing," he agreed. "Miss. Adams is amazing, I can't believe how many instruments she can play, and how well she can play them all." Really, someday he hoped that he'd be able to be even a third of how great she was. On top of the fact that she was such a great musician she was also a lot of fun while teaching them. He loved going to music class, it was what he looked forward to each day. Not only because he knew that he was going to be able to play instruments, but because he knew that he was going to be able to have a fun time doing it as well.

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[Mandy Steele]

Mandy couldn't help but laugh a little as she saw him give a fake sad look at her and when she heard him tease her. "Maybe next time you'll succeed," she replied just as teasingly. She liked the way that he was making her feel, happy and accepted. Acceptance wasn't exactly something that she'd come to find a lot of at G.P.A. so far, well she'd seen quite a bit of it it just didn't seen to hold true for her. Most people sort of just ignored her, even when she talked directly to them. Honestly, it was making her feel a bit depressed of the place. Even though she loved everything else about it, she was yet to find someone that she actually considered a friend. She never let anyone knew that of course and always put on her happy front when facing people, but she found that although she hadn't spent much time with Aidan she didn't have to put on the front. She was actually happy and felt like he was someone who was actually going to listen to her when she spoke and would actually be interested in what she was saying. That was a good feeling.

She found that she was smiling back at him without even thinking about it once he added the last part, actually more than his words it was just the fact that he was smiling at her that was enough to make her want to smile back at him. "I'm pretty sure that I'm going to enjoy my time with you tonight, too," she said. Actually she was already really enjoying her time with him, if the rest of the night went how it was going right now she'd be incredibly happy with how things turned out. Of course she was slightly worried that she'd do or say something stupid that would ruin everything or that something would happen and she'd have no idea how to respond due to her lack of experience. But she pushed those thoughts out of her mind, after all she was going to be her usual confident self until she had a reason not to be. And him simply being around was not enough of a reason for her not to be confident in what she was doing. Not until something embarrassing happened anyway. She grinned a little as another slow song started, thankful that the deejay had decided to keep things at a slower pace. She didn't want to pull away from him quite yet, she liked how nice it felt to be close to him.

[Roxanne Emerson]

A slow shiver ran through Roxanne's body as she felt his fingers trailing up her neck to push her hair back behind her ear, though surprisingly enough she didn't blush - she merely stopped breathing momentarilly, not quite sure her heart was even still beating. Well, seeing as she was still standing on her two feet, she must be, otherwise she'd probably have collapsed by then, but she hadn't. Then again, that might merely be out of luck. As he went away to get her a drink, she took the opportunity to try and regain control over herself, finally letting go of the breath she'd been holding, biting her bottom lip slightly as she slowly raised her hand to her cheek, repeating the motion he'd just done as though she was trying to get some more hair off her face, even though there wasn't any left by now. There was a strange sensation on her skin, as though his fingers had left a burning trail where they'd touched her, and she couldn't help but wonder if it'd only work on her face or... she shook her head slightly, pushing the thought away. She wouldn't even go on with that.

She smiled at him once he got back from the refreshment table, not even bothering to check what it was that he'd gotten for her as she brought the cup to her lips and sipped lightly at it, feeling as though she needed to cool down a bit - she wasn't entirely sure if the reason as to why it felt so warm right now was because the room was filled with people dancing the night away or because of the sensations he was causing her to have. She'd had leaned toward the second answer, but she figured it might be a bit of both. She looked up at him as he told her dances weren't really his things and he never really went to them, a look of confusion crossing her face as he did so. "But... why did you come to this one then?" she asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the loudness of her voice but knowing it was necessary so that he'd hear her. She couldn't really understand why someone who didn't enjoy dances would decide to go to one. That didn't sound very fun for him.

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[Addison Micklesen]

She smiled as he got back to his feet and pulled her closer to him, happily letting herself go in his embrace as she wrapped her arms around his waist as well, his neck a bit too high to reach for just now though she didn't really care. She rested her head against his chest as they started dancing, listening more carefully to the rhythm of his heart beat than to the faint music she could hear coming from the gym. It a strange feeling, being in his arms like this, without kissing or having sex or anything else like that. It was just plain dancing, his arms around her, their bodies pressed closely together but without any intention of it becoming more than that - well, for now anyway. It didn't take long before she just gave up trying to analyze what exactly it was that she felt right now, deciding to just feel it and nothing more. It was safe in some ways, incredibly good and just perfect. It was a bit weird how comfortable she just felt, even with the height difference. She figured he might not feel just as comfortable as she did, but there wasn't much to be done about that.

She pulled away slightly in order to be able to look up at him with a small giggle as he spoke, tilting her head slightly. "Do you really want to start discussing my height again?" she asked him teasingly, grinning slightly are she remembered the conversation they'd had on the subject not too long ago. At least, that conversation had allowed her to find that he was really fun to play with. So she was a girl who enjoyed teasing her friends and such a little, and some people were much more interesting and fun targets than others. It would seem that Connor belonged to that group of people. "So was your date a bad dancer after all?" she asked with a light smirk, unable to restrain herself. After all, he'd pretty much just ditched the girl he'd asked out, the kind of girl everybody expected him to be dating, to come outside and dance with the girl he didn't want to be seen with. A bit ironic, in her opinion, but she wasn't about to complain about it. "Or was she just too much of a bore to bare?" she looked at him with a raised eyebrow, actually curious about the answer. She wanted him to tell her that. She wouldn't admit that she was jealous, but seeing him with someone else tonight had been a bit rougher than she'd have expected.

[Taylor Smith]

Taylor couldn't really explain what it was exactly that she felt as he kissed her. There were so many thoughts going through her mind at once that she couldn't actually make out a single one of them, it was all blurred in a cloud of confusion, and at this point she didn't care anyway, she didn't want to understand what was going on through her mind. She wanted to feel more of the kiss, to respond to it better. She figured kissing must be like anything else and that only practice would make her better, and well, honestly, she was all for it, especially if Milo helped her along on that one. She may be inexperienced, but it was easy to tell that he wasn't, and the way his lips felt against hers was just perfect, sending shivers along her spine as she felt him deepening the kiss a bit more, trying to go along with it and feeling a bit awkward, but all in all she felt she was getting the hang of it, or at least something close to that. His lips felt softer against hers than she'd have expected too, and as he pulled her slightly closer to him, a light sigh escaped her mouth, wondering why they'd waited so long to do this.

She bit back a restraint as she felt him pulling away from her, though he was still close enough so that she could still feel his warm breath on her face, keeping her eyes closed for a few seconds. She figured this must be the awkward part, trying to figure out what to say after the first kiss, and for her it was in more than one sense of the word. It wasn't exactly embarrassing or anything, really just... well, awkward. And looking at him would make it even more so, so she figured that she might as well keep her eyes closed while she took a few deep breaths, her cheeks slightly red from the blushing though that wasn't exactly surprising. When she finally opened her eyes, it was to have him look straight into them, the blush intensifying on her cheeks though she couldn't quite help but smile back as she noticed the half smile on his lips. Lips that she definitely wanted to kiss again. But she wasn't too sure of what that was supposed to mean. Had it just been a thing of the moment? Or did he mean something more by it? This was more confusing than she'd expected it to be, and she felt a bit silly asking him if kissing meant that they were dating now, feeling which would definitely be stronger if he said no. Maybe it was more of a test... well, she hoped not. But she was just too clueless to do or say anything else at that moment than keep looking in his eyes.

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[Cassandra Graham]

Cassandra was glad to see that she'd won over that one when he didn't actually pull away slightly to put back some distance between them, but she hadn't really expected him to anyway. After all, which guy would really want to put more space in between him and a girl? Well of course it all depended on whether the guy was attracted to the girl or not, but in this case, she was pretty sure that if nothing else, there was the slightest bit of attraction between them. She didn't necessarily brag on her appearance, though she was proud of it, but she could easily say that the way she was dressed right now must at least making him find her attractive. Besides, if he hadn't liked her the slightest bit, even if only as a friend, acquaintance or whatever, he probably wouldn't have asked her. There was no denying in her case either that she was slightly attracted to him too, but it was mostly the physical side of him that attracted her. He was a nice guy, but somewhat too gullible, too nice, too sweet, too... everything. She enjoyed talking to him, and there were other things she was sure she'd enjoy even more with him. But on a long term basis, she didn't even know how close of friends they would become.

She nodded slightly as she spoke about the professor as well, figuring Miss Adams must be his Music teacher. There was some obvious admiration in his voice, and it didn't surprise her at all that he should be so admirative of his professor. She expected him to like pretty much most of the profs who taught him at the school, most of the students he met, she wouldn't even be surprised if he told he he'd gotten acquainted with the janitor and he was a really nice guy, or that he'd spent an hour in the hallway chatting with a security guard. He just seemed like the kind of guy that was everybody and anybody's pal who wanted him to be, and she couldn't really picture him being mean to someone or even ignoring someone or turning them away. It was as though that part of his personality was repressed, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was even possible to go through life without hating at least one person. It didn't even seem natural to her. "So, why did you ask me out tonight?" she asked him, changing the subject randomly, going straight to the point. She was curious about that anyway.

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[Aidan Steele]

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"Well that's good to know," he said with a slight grin, looking down at her as he chuckled lightly. "I'll make sure to try harder next time, too," he added teasingly. "Maybe put a bit more effort into it you know, like a sung telegram or a scavenger hunt, something like that," his grin widened slightly as he watched her, able to see on her face that there was some happiness there, and for some reason it wasn't quite the same kind as the last time he'd seen her. Last time it was as though the happiness was plastered on her face, placed upon it never to be taken away, because it was just how she was supposed to be, happy, cheerful, all that stuff. To some extent, if she was constantly like that, he could understand why Addie found her annoying, not that he would even if she was like that with him, but seeing it from his best friend's point of view, it was understandable. However, tonight, it just looked like real, honest happiness. Not something that was rehearsed or forced, she just looked glad to be here, with him, and that definitely made him happy. There were a few behaviors which he still didn't know if he was allowed to use around her, a few things to do, but he'd probably figure that out soon.

His grin widened slight as she mentionned she'd probably enjoy her time with him too, finding that her smile made his heart beat pick up ever so slightly, not exactly enough for him to even be fully aware of it though he could figure there was a little something going on. There were a lot of thoughts going through his mind right now, a lot of things he wanted to say and especially a lot of things he wanted to do, but wasn't sure if he should and so restrained himself from doing. He didn't know when it'd be considered acceptable to kiss her, but the desire to do so was definitely there already. He figured he might go for a friendly kiss on the cheek once the evening was over and he walked her back to her dorm building, and then see from there how that went. But there was more than that, too. He wanted to touch her skin, feel just how soft it was underneath his fingers - it didn't even have to be a part of her body he'd usually want to go for - his fingers were practically stiff from the effort of not just raising his hand up to her face and stroking her cheek, running his thumb along all those freckles on her cheekbones, or even just running a hand through her red curls. Instead, he merely just kept contenting himself by holding her hand, his hand moving slightly up on her back and then down again, though not too low obviously, making a soft rubbing motion without him being even aware of it.

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[Kristina Sylvia]

Kristina bit her thumb. She was nervous that no one would come and talk to her. It wasn't unheard of after all. She never really understood why anyone would talk to her. She was just so confusing all the time. Even to herself. She would hate to see how the average person felt about her. The main reason why she was here if because she wanted to see people. Or rather a person. She was quite interested in one other girl. She wanted to see if this mysteriously hot girl had someone to hold. She didn't know anything about the girl she was looking for. She kept telling herself that she came here because she like to get dressed up and show it off. She was that kind of girl. She took whatever chance she had to get all dressed up and sometimes she went overboard. Although if you asked her there was no such thing. She loved the feeling of the dress on her when she twirled lightly to herself. She loved the way the heels reminded her of her ballet shoes. She loved the level and loudness of the music as it blared out of the speakers. She loved everything about going to a dance. This time though she had another secret ambition to coming.

Kristina spotted the girl in question as she went to go sit with another girl. She didn't know they were just friends or more then that. That was something that isn't easily guessed from a distance. She watched the way the girl looked after Holly as she got up and walked away. That made her think that maybe there was something more in between the two. Which oddly gave her a sense of hope. Kristina assumed it was because that would mean that Holly liked girls. She scolded herself for using the word like. She liked the word interested better. It sounded more serious and less of a fling. believe it or not people of the same sex can have just that, a serious relationship. She knew most people didn't believe that. She snapped out of her thoughts as Holly got closer to her. She looked over Holly's dress and was shocked by it. She was expecting something more out going. It didn't matter though because she still looked like an angel in it. Kristina put her eyes back into place as Holly reached her. Holly looked her up and down and that made her fidget lightly. "Hey!" She replied with probably a little more enthusiasm then normal. "You look really nice." She complimented her with a smile.

[Marley Crane]

As Marley pulled her lips away, she wondered what Andrew was going to say about ditching the dance. I mean, he had asked her after all. Maybe this was important to him. He didn't seem like the type that would go to dances all the time, so she thought maybe he would want to leave. Her grin grew really wide as he said that he wanted the second one. She bit her lip, moving her eyebrows up and down, pressing her body closer to his so that her hips slightly grinded against his. She smirked and grabbed his hand, leading out of the dance. It was taking a bit, since there were more people joining on the dance floor and whatnot, but they would make it out just fine. She looked back at him, grinning slightly and then turned back to look forward.

She was glad that they were leaving the dance and not just because they were going to... get busy. Her feet were also hurting quite a bit. She was definitely not used to walking in heels, no matter how awesome they looked. She was way more into her comfy converse shoes than she was into these heels. She accidentally bumped into someone and about knocked them over. She snorted and walked a bit faster, pulling more on Andrews hand. Finally when they got out of the crowd, she took a deep breath and turned around. "Hey." She smiled wide and said, "So, I was thinking since Chloe is most likely in our room and Connor is here, that maybe," she scooted closer, pushing her body against his once more, "we could go to your room." She bit her lip and watched his expressions, waiting for him to say something. God, he was so effing hot tonight.


ooc: I am SO sorry this is so short. Marie, do you want to start a post in the guys dorms and I'll reply when I get back so I'll be sure to post WAY more. Love you![/size]

[Trent Montgomery]

As Trent pulled Abigail onto the dance floor, he heard her one protest and smirked, ignoring it. He knew that she was wanting to dance with him, considering her hand was getting warmer as they walked. He put her arms around him and his arms around her waist when she said her next comment. He smirked really big and said, "Yeah, well, I'm dancing with you, so you can say whatever you want and I'll be fine." Oh, God, how stupid did that sound? Yeah, extremely so. He looked down into her eyes and smiled, "Just so you know, you look amazing tonight." His eyebrows moved up and down and he laughed. She probably thought dancing with him was odd, but he knew that some part of her actually wanted to dance with him. How small that part of her was, he didn't know, but he would hopefully be able to find out soon.

As they danced, he leaned down so that he could whisper in her ear. Before he whispered, he blew in her ear lightly and asked, "So is this so bad, love?" He smirked and lingered there for a bit, then moved his head back up. He smiled and looked at her, "Are you really that turned off by me?" Turned off? Hahaha wow. he thought as he finished saying that. He really wanted to know the answer, though he figured that she'd say yes. Why did he even care about that? I mean, she was just a girl, wasn't she? Ugh, this was really bothering him how he was actually caring what she thought or how she felt. It was quite unnerving. He just needed to chill for a bit... but he didn't want to. He wanted her in his arms.. and that scared him.

[Andrew Preston]

((nothing to worry about, at this point in time, the length is perfect XD having to write more might scare my poor muse away and I shall post in his dorm room as soon as I can))



Andrew was definitely glad he’d taken Marley to the dance, not really sure if it’d increased his chance of what was to happen tonight, he figured it’d have happened sooner or later anyway, but still, the sooner the better, and he was really glad at the thought that the wait would soon be over. He chuckled a bit at her reaction as her grin grew wide after he said he’d prefer to actually leave the dance, which made sense in the end because after all, she’d suggested it, and he doubted that she would have if it really bothered her to leave. He groaned slightly as he felt her pressing her body closer to his, the grinding almost driving him crazy, practically having to control himself in order not to just rip her dress off her body right here and right now, but seeing the amount of students that were gathered around, he highly doubted that’d be considered a good idea.

He quickly followed her as she lead the way out of the gym, noticing his sister as he did and frowning slightly at the sight of her dress and just how close to the guy she was dancing with she was – in any other situation, he’d probably have gone to get her away or at least tell her to try not looking like… well, what she looked like. But right now, his body disagreed to anything that would slow them down as he couldn’t quite remember the last time he’d walked so fast without actually running, which almost caused him to bump into her when she came to a halt and turned around, listening to her as she spoke, keeping himself from growling slightly as he felt her body close again. As he listened to her suggesting they should head to his room, which shouldn’t be a problem seeing as Connor was at the dance too, he didn’t even answer, simply grabbed her hand and started walking in direction of the boys’ dorm building. He wasn’t gonna wait a second of the time they could have together.