Salutations de Vacances, mon Amour.

[grey scale:]

Hollie
It was around four-thirty when we heard the doors to the gym open. I braced myself for Mrs. Whitesand's wrath at Desmond's absence. (It only occurred to me later that we could have said he was in the bathroom till she'd left if she'd shown up....but that was only later, of course.) But what I did hear, as per usual, was something different.

Desmond
"What's up, bitches?" I asked, my hands hitting the rails of the bleachers as I passed by the poor saps who'd stayed behind like a bunch of ninnies to 'decorate' or whatever. I gripped one of the rails on the end of the bleacher and swung myself up to crouch on the end.

[leeeeeeeah]

Aaron
I had dozed off by this point, in a slouching position with my hat over my eyes. Not much had happened between deciding on a DJ and when I'd fallen asleep, apparently.

Ivy
I had gone back to reading eventually, but looked up when the guy from earlier came back into the room. I raised an eyebrow (mainly in disgust) at what he said and went back to ignoring everyone and reading.

[lauren.]

Izzy;
I looked over at the guy who left earlier and frowned,"If anyone's the bitch it's you,"I said crossing my arms and leaning against the bleachers.

Braxton;
I let out of huff of air. Here we go, Izzy trying to be tough. Well she was... she just went a little over board with it.

[grey scale:]

Desmond
I looked over at the girl who'd decided to smart back and smirked. "So I guess that means we're kind of alike, doesn't it?"

Hollie
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Desmond. Shut up. You aren't supposed to skip out on your responsibilities, that's what Aunt Laura said and yo--"

Desmond
"Shut it, Hols," I snapped, rolling my eyes and sliding between the bars of the rail and sitting on the bottomost bleacher row comfortably. she glared at me, but turned back to her notebook as usual. Whatever.

[leeeeeeeah]

Ivy
I checked my watch as the others engaged in their pleasant conversationa and saw that it was nearly 5. I kicked Aaron in order to wake him up and he kind of flailed about for a bit like he didn't know where he was before actually opening his eyes and waking up.

Aaron
Pain in my leg jolted me out of sleeping, and for a minute I wasn't entirely sure where I was because this was not my bedroom. I eventually realised it was the gym and I'd fallen asleep. "Why did you kick me?" I whined, rubbing my knee where she'd hit.

[lauren.]

Izzy;
I glared at this so called Desmond. I was about to go at him, until Braxton grabbed my arm.

Braxton;
"Let's try not to get in a fight,"I said gripping her arm and then looked around, wondering where Mrs. Whitesand was.

[grey scale:]

Desmond
I noticed the girl trying to get at me and her lovely friend holding her back. Pity. She was pretty, too. I sighed boredly and flicked a piece of lint from my jeans and looked over at Hollie. God, she was such a fucking goody-two-shoes. "Can we go yet?" I asked her, really annoyed by now.

Hollie
I glowered at him icily and shut my notebook. "Not till Mrs. Whitesand comes back. It's not like you've been here, anyway," I said emphatically, copying his annoyed tone quite well.

[leeeeeeeah]

Aaron
"Where is Mrs Whitesand anyway, wasn't she supposed to come back by now?" I said, yawning and looking at my watch.

Ivy
"Maybe she forgot about us," I said, rolling my eyes and carrying on reading.

[lauren.]

Izzy;
I huffed and yanked my arm away from Braxton. "Well if she isn't here in about five minutes, I'm out,"I said grabbing my hat from the bleachers and putting it on, getting my bag ready.

Braxton;
I yawned and sat down on the bleachers, picking at a string that was lose on my jeans.

[grey scale:]

Hollie
I sighed and shuffled around the stuff in my bag, looking for my Chapstick. "What all'd we get done tonight, kids?" A voice suddenly said, and I almost dropped my purse when I spun around, the red tube in my hand. "W-We decided on colors and some decorations and stuff," I said lamely, cursing my surprise.

Desmond
I rolled my eyes and stood, feeling the cold air hit the skin on my stomach when my shirt pulled up a bit. "Can we go home now?" I asked Mrs. Whitesand, who stood at the main doors that led to the entrance hall. She smiled and shrugged. "Do you think you guys got an adequate amount of work done? Who's our leader here?"

[leeeeeeeah]

Aaron
"Hollie's the leader," I informed Mrs Whitesand, pointing at the aforementioned person. "I think we got a lot done today, actually," I said, nodding. I was hoping we had, I'd been asleep for most of it.

Ivy
I put my book away and put my scarf back on, adjusting my coat so I was ready to leave.

[lauren.]

Izzy;
I looked over at Mrs. Whitesand,"And a DJ. I'm out,"I said throwing my bag over my shoulder and pulling my hood on.

Braxton;
I nodded in agreement with Izzy. I was hungry and wanted to go home.

[grey scale:]

Hollie
I sighed and kept my head down, putting my pen and paper back into my purse. "Go on home, kids. We'll see you here Monday afternoon." With that, Mrs. Whitesand smiled and waved, leaving the gym. I stood and got my things, looking at Desmond. "Are you ready?"

Desmond
I didn't even bother answering, just got up and started leaving the gym. She so knew I was ready to go.

[leeeeeeeah]

Aaron
I picked up my stuff and followed the others out of the door, glad to be out of the place. I knew a dance required some form of planning and setting up but I didn't realise we had to do it all ourselves.

Ivy
I picked up my bag and followed Aaron, leaving the gym. This wasn't what I expected it to be like, at all. I was under the impression I'd just be throwing some tinsel and glitter around but apparently not. Not like I was going to complain or try to get out of it or anything, that would be rude.

[lauren.]

Izzy;
I left the gym, ready to go home and sleep. This whole dance thing was stupid.

Braxton;
I left the school and headed home, but stopping at a fast food resturant to grab something to eat.