While grabbing a pre-packaged salad for lunch, she heard a notification on her phone. She sat down at a cafeteria table and started reading it.
“Come outside for a surprise?” Her eyebrow curved up. She didn’t know who sent the text to her since it was anonymous, but she was still excited nonetheless. She put the salad in her bag and rushed outside. Since prom was coming up, it had to be about that right? Maybe it was a secret admirer. She exited the school doors without even noticing Elodie. She was met with someone standing in front of her with flowers in his hand. She recognized him from instagram as one of the people on her perfect match list and he wasn’t someone that she would typically date. He awkwardly stood in the middle of the road staring at her. She saw something floating in the sky so she looked closer. It was a banner and when she saw the word prom, her lips immediately curved into a smile. The music coupled with the banner made this situation even more surreal. She felt as if she was being proposed to, or like a princess being asked to the ball. Then she spotted…Daniel…walking towards her.
“What is he doing here?” She thought.
“Can you believe Lyonrad had me set all this up for little old you? Someone obviously has a crush.”
“You set this up? But wh-nevermind, just don’t screw anything up kay? At least you did something good for once.” She patted his arm as he walked away. The guy, Lyonrad, came up to her and handed her the flowers and chocolates. “These are…small…but they look delicious on the box.” She said while holding the box of chocolates. “So, I want to know right now, why did you pick me?” She was hoping to hear some kind of explanation on how beautiful she was or something;
She smiled, she honestly really liked it it was really cute. Do you know what colour your dress is going to be yet?
“I actually don’t yet” she admitted “I haven’t got a dress yet” she said and ran her hand through her hair
She did need to get a dress, there wasn’t too much time left before prom, the procrastinating should really stop.
“But I’ll say either red or some neutral color, may black or beige I don’t know” she shrugged
“I’ll let you know” she smiled lightly at him “Or I keep it as a surprise until prom” she smirked mischievously
“Fair enough. I’ll make it up to you,” he replied. Lui rolled his eyes again but allowed a small smile to rest on his lips. He turned his head slightly in Gio’s way, the corner his lip curved upwards. “I’m sure you will,” he murmured.
“Seems like the beginning of a great friendship between you too.” Luciano laughed at the quip, grinning. “I hope so. A good friendship with my boyfriend’s house is definitely something I want.”
Gio didn’t say anything committal about their order, so Lui shrugged and sent off what he had put down as the order. It would be arriving in 30-45 minutes so they had some time to kill before the food even got to his house. He slid his phone back into his pocket, approaching Gio with a smile. “Wanna chill in the living room or give me an official De Luca House Tour?” He asked, sliding his hand into his.
I hope so. A good friendship with my boyfriend’s house is definitely something I want.
“Either way I like you better than I like house” he said quietly hiding his mouth with his hand from the side as if the house couldn’t hear that way “don’t let house know” he said but couldn’t keep a straight face anymore and laughed
Wanna chill in the living room or give me an official De Luca House Tour?
“The living room sounds really tempting but I think I should be a good host and give you a tour” he said with a light smirk
He took Luis hand and kissed him on the cheek “come on, tour-“ he said and started walking into the house from the hallway to the garage, still holding his hand
“So this is the dining room” he said pointing to the left and walking in to see a quite elegant looking dining room, but not too snazzy, just like most of his house “the kitchen” he pointed, the kitchen was actually very equipped and could even seem professional, Gio himself did like the kitchen even though he didn’t often cook.
“Do you want anything to drink while we’re at the kitchen already?” He asked
Cerulean high. Did he miss this place? Probably not, but on some levels, he also did.
There were definitely some people he didn’t like, to say the least. And that’s really an understatement for certain people.
The few months he spent in Juvie felt like ages, but even that came to an end eventually. Even if you tried, Andy was not one you can defeat for good, he always got up eventually.
Andy was standing across the street from the school, in his usual black and dark aesthetic, resting his back against a wall while smoking a cigarette as he looked at this building full of people he hadn’t seen in months.
Andy was never a fan of school, but hey, at least it’s senior year ay?
He turned off the cigarette and dumped the filter aside and walked straight up to the school, not even through the crosswalk, just straight.
As going in he spotted his buddy Mikel and smirked to himself. He went over to where Mikel was standing, not noticing Andy coming at first “guess who’s back” He said with a smirk as he leaned on the wall with his hands in his pockets
“guess who’s back” Mikel turned very quickly to the familiar voice with a cheeky grin on his face. Andy McAllister. One of Mikels very best friends of all time. “Fvcking finally.” He said as he walked over to where he was standing. “Thought you might’ve died.” He joked with him. Though Mikel may not be the exact same guy he was before Andy left, he still was down to pick up where things left off. They had so many crazy memories together and they meant a lot to Mikel that he wasn’t going to drop him just because he didn’t those types of things much anymore. “If I were you, I would’ve just dropped out probably. I think about doing it all the time.” He admitted but he knew he wouldn’t do that because his parents would lose their minds and now he had someone who cared about and didn’t want to let them down either. @CerealKiller
Fvcking finally. Thought you might’ve died.
“It’s not that easy to kill me” he said “They can try” he added “but I’m still here aren’t I?” He added with a smirk on his face
If I were you, I would’ve just dropped out probably. I think about doing it all the time.
“It’s senior year” he shrugged “might as well get it over with” he said “there’s no point in dropping out now” he added. He really didn’t care for school at all, he didn’t want to do anything that required him to do any schooling whatsoever, he knew music was his passion and calling, sitting in a boring classroom wouldn’t really get him anywhere.
Also where’s the fun in that?
“So what did I miss?” He raised a brow. has someone punched Daniel in the face while I was gone or do I need to do it myself @Madilfill
“Either way, I like you better than I like house, don’t let house know.” He nodded seriously, whispering back, “It’ll be our little secret.” He managed to keep a straight face until Gio dissolved into laughter, and then he did as well.
“The living room sounds really tempting but I think I should be a good host and give you a tour." Luciano chuckled, nodding. He hadn’t really gotten to see all of Gio’s house the times he had been here, and so he was excited to get the chance to now. “Come on, tour-“ Gio said, taking his hand and pressing a kiss to his cheek. The small kiss brought a new smile to Lui’s lips. It was such a simple act but it still made Luciano feel all sorts of floaty good feelings.
Gio led him further into the house, the first destination being the dining room. Luciano oohed and aahed at their dining room, appreciating its splendour. It was the kind of dining table that looked really nice, but also rarely used—or rarely used by all the members of the household at the same time. Regardless of how often it was used, the dining room was a very nice place to hold a dinner party.
He showed him the kitchen next. It was a very nice kitchen, Luciano could see several different cooking appliances on the counters and with the large number of cupboards in the kitchen, he could guess that there were even kitchen things hidden behind. “Do you have a cook?” He asked Gio, his eyes sweeping across the kitchen. “This is a nice kitchen,” he added.
“Do you want anything to drink while we’re at the kitchen already?” Luciano nodded after a moment’s thought. “Sure, yeah. What kinda drinks do you have?”
Elske did not expect such a greeting. Someone took her in a hug and squeezed her tightly, to which Elske unsurely returned this friendly gesture. The girl released her from her grip and greeted her with a huge smile. Only now did Elske recognize her. Aline - the girl Elske started texting with recently. She looked exactly as the Dutch girl had imagined her - she radiated positive, temperamental energy.
She looked the girl up and down. Aline looked much prettier in real life than in the photos, which did not reflect her charm. “Hi Aline!” she laughed. “Yes, now I’m going to be one of the students of this pitiful school.” She rolled her eyes, folding her arms over her chest. “I didn’t know you attend this academy. Just don’t tell me you’re also involved in all this struggle to be a Blue Royalty member." She shook her head, making a disgusted choke. “This whole game or whatever it is is so pointless. Doing all that, just to be in charge of the rest of these clowns. It has to stop." Hatred for this organization was gushing out of her sentences. She despised people who thought they were better than others and could do whatever they liked - and that was what the monarchs of this school were like. She turned her head to the side to change this negative energy. Through one of the windows, she noticed large letters in the sky. They said: “Kate, will you go to prom with me?”. Elske involuntarily rolled her eyes because it all felt cheesy and artificial to her. Made for the show, not only to impress Kate but also to dazzle the whole school (because that was what mattered the most). She lowered her eyes to see who was the author of this brilliant idea. Lyonard? She frowned. Elske thought that Lyon would invite Elodie. They seemed to be pretty close in their Insta conversations. Elske promised herself that she would ask her “friend” what it was all about.
“Sorry, I was stuck in deep thoughts,” she turned all her attention back to Aline. “I can see the ball is coming up soon. Has someone invited you yet?" she asked with sincere curiosity.
Lyonrad kept his eyes on the box, watching it as it moved to Kara’s hands. A brow rose at her comment on the size of the box, but nodded seemingly in agreement when she finished it with something relieving. His ears perked up at the sound of her question, his heart skipping for a beat.
“No, I didn’t pick you, I was forced.” Oh, how he wished he could say that and more. He tried to keep himself straight, but there was a lot of hatred and regret going in his mind… which was all because of Daniel. He’s gonna pay, he thought. If there was anything Lyonrad didn’t want, it would be to lose. Though the chances of it were low, it was what he wanted for now.
“… why not?” he said, managing to pull a smile to the girl. To think about it, Kara would actually be a good date for the prom. The atmosphere she brought to him told him, at least. “I didn’t want to miss out the chance.” He also needed to be away from Elodie… hopefully. “So is it a yes or no?”
It’ll be our little secret.
“Hell yeah” he said and laughed “such good secret keepers” he said and turned to walk “I swear we should write a book like therapists and professors do” he joked
Do you have a cook?
He moved his hand in a so so kinda gesture, since it wasn’t exactly accurate but also not wrong “we have a maid, she usually does the cooking too” he explained “she’s actually pretty much my favorite person in the house, I’ll introduce you at some point, she’s not here now” he shrugged This is a nice kitchen,
“Yes I like it too” he said looking around the kitchen
Sure, yeah. What kinda drinks do you have?
“Many things” he said “name it and I’ll check if we have it” he chuckled and leaned against the counter
“Or you can just check yourself if you can’t think of anything” he said “make yourself at home” he said with a light smile and let go of his hand
Kara started grinning. ‘I just have to say, you know how to make a girl feel special and yes, i’m definitely going to prom with you. I don’t think I could turn this - i mean you down after what you just did.” She might not know Lyonrad at all, but there was no way that she was going to say no after this. Plus, the one guy she wanted to go with, Giovanni, wasn’t taking any hints she gave him. “I had so many people ask me so you should be lucky that I’m saying yes. All of the DMs i got from people, I never would have expected this…” In reality, no one really asked her. She just wanted it to seem like she had other options. “Was I the only girl on your list of asking, or was there more?” I better be the first option She thought.
It was nice to finally see Elske in person after having gotten to know her through social media. She hadn’t expected her to show up at her school, but she definitely wasn’t averse to this fact. Aline hadn’t spoken much with Elske about Blue Royalty or any of that, so she didn’t know of the utter hatred she held toward the senior year competition. It made her falter. “Oh, well–” She blinked, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. “It would be nice to become a Blue Royalty member, and not just because my stepsister says I can’t do it,” she admitted, shrugging slightly. Aline saw no point in lying; she barely knew Elske so if her interest in Blue Royalty was a make/break for their friendship, well, that would be that. Why would she want their friendship sustained by a lie? “I lived here for a long time, I grew up with the idea of Blue Royalty. The Blue Royalty people are worshipped here, Elske, it’s a lot more than just a high school game.” A light sigh escaped her lips, and she crossed her arms across her chest. “It’s been here for a long time; getting rid of it isn’t going to be easy.”
Elske asked her if she’d been asked to prom yet, and thoughts of Dorian involuntarily floated to the surface but she quickly pushed them back. She hated that he would be on her mind now whenever she thought of prom. Why had she allowed herself to imagine an actual relationship with him? “No,” she exhaled. “Not yet. Which is surprising, I know,” she said with a grin, laughing slightly. “I’m sure I’ll find someone to go with though, and if not, there’s nothing wrong with going by myself.” She smiled. “I’m guessing no one has asked you yet, since you just got here, but should I expect to see you at prom?”
Lyonrad nodded with a small lift of his lips, actually feeling glad that Kara didn’t run him down. He let out a chuckle. It wasn’t really his, but he was still flattered—he does know how to make a girl feel special in truth, anyway. “I’m glad it paid off, then.” he said, “I really pulled all effort just for… you.”
His brows arched at Kara’s revelation, caught off guard when she said he was lucky. No, I’m not, he immediately thought, mentally rolling his eyes as his irritation grew again. If I was, I would be celebrating right now. “I’m really happy,” he said, and though he was wearing a smiley face on, his voice didn’t cooperate with his supposed-to-be emotion. Lyonrad wasn’t feeling good; he still couldn’t recover from earlier. “Well, you were the only girl I wanted to ask out, actually… the names I got from that Valentine’s list didn’t actually help in changing my mind.”
No, not actually. He doesn’t even know Kara at all, and she certainly wasn’t the only girl he wanted to ask out. The girl he wanted to ask out… well, she isn’t here, and he’s sure he can’t even ask her anymore. Lyonrad let out a small breath, shaking his head off of the thought. What is with me today? “So, um… do you have a dress for prom?” he started, “We can… come together at any boutique you want, exclusively make matching outfits? I have many connections, I guarantee you the best quality.”
“Such good secret keepers,” he agreed, laughing with him. “We definitely should write a book, it’d be such a bestseller. The public would eat it up for sure.” He grinned.
“We have a maid, she usually does the cooking too.” He didn’t know that he had a maid, but at the same time, it wasn’t such a surprise to him. Many of their classmates had maids or other people to help around their houses. “She’s actually pretty much my favorite person in the house, I’ll introduce you at some point, she’s not here now.” He smiled, nodding. He was glad that Gio had someone other than his parents in his house to talk to if he needed to. “She must be awesome if you like her so much.” He peered at him curiously, a question bringing itself to the forefront of his mind. “Does she know you’re gay?”
“Many things. Name it and I’ll check if we have it. Or you can just check yourself if you can’t think of anything. Make yourself at home.” He smiled slightly, nodding, and then advancing into the kitchen. He wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted to drink, he just knew that he was thirsty. So he opened the fridge, scanning its contents before he pulled a bottle of coke from it. He opened the bottle and took a swig of the fizzy drink then screwing the cap back on. “Okay, I’m cool, let’s continue with the tour.”
We definitely should write a book, it’d be such a bestseller. The public would eat it up for sure
“Is this what success feels like?” He asked putting his hand on his chin as if he was thinking “interesting. I like it” he added with a light singular nod
She must be awesome if you like her so much. Does she know you’re gay?
He nodded lightly “She does” he said “She knows for ages now. Not too much after I found it out myself” he added “she’s been here for as long as I can remember, I think she’s been here ever since we moved” he added with a light smile
Okay, I’m cool, let’s continue with the tour.
“Sounds good to me” he smiled lightly and pushed himself to stand straight and off the counter.
They left the dining room and kitchen and moved on to the living room, which was a weird mixture of elegance and modernity with a nice relaxing color scheme of mostly neutral colors like gray, white and beige, with a bolder presence of grayish dark green. “Living room” he said “are you enjoying the tour so far?” He asked
The day of prom drew increasingly near and, though Calen was not concerned about prom itself, he had looked at the event as a gold mine for Blue Royalty points and that was important to him, and he was determined to do whatever task. Though he had already found a date in the probably somewhat reluctant Candice (already scoring him fifteen points), that certainly didn’t stop the continuously growing number of messages on Instagram asking him to be their date.
There were many promposals being executed down the corridor of the school, and Calen was very thankful to not have to waste time thinking of the ‘perfect’ way to ask someone to prom. He saw them as futile and assumed they were all purely for the reason that they would get points from it. Though he knew he probably wouldn’t even need to do a great gesture for someone to say yes to him.
Calen’s thoughts were interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared in front of him. He resisted the urge to sigh out loud, and alternatively just gave a small smile. “It’s okay,” He replied, before looking at her face he didn’t seem to recognise. Since that was the case, Calen assumed she couldn’t be from any big family name. But only the revelation of her name would confirm that. “We haven’t met, have we?” He asked, vaguely.
After what seemed like forever passed, Delilah’s attention drew to the footsteps as soon as she could hear them. Daniel Parker. A face Delilah had seen significantly less since their incident back at the beginning of the year. Initially, she sighed at the sight of him, as she assumed Daniel would be less than sympathetic towards her in the situation since he had been in it with Jezebel Sloane and everyone knew how badly he had reacted to it.
Therefore, Delilah was unconvinced by his seemingly concerned nature when approaching her. As per usual with Daniel, and most people who spoke to her, she assumed there was an ulterior motive with talking to her, and on this particular day Delilah didn’t have the patience for whatever games he wanted to play. So, after a moment of hesitation, Delilah abruptly took out the rose from her hair. “What do you want, Daniel?” She said through an eyeroll, ignoring the question and outstretching her arm to return the flower, then raising her eyebrows expectantly for the answer she knew he had.
“That’s so sweet. Your sights were just set on me this whole time. Can’t say I blame you.” She laughed and flipped her hair over her shoulder. She had to admit, it was adorable. He then asked if they wanted to shop together for prom outfits. She wasn’t big on shopping with people she didn’t know, especially guys because they usually complained about how long it took for her to pick an outfit. “Ummm…sure. I don’t know about matching outfits but if we find the perfect set, then i guess I can agree.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I have to warn you that It usually takes me around one hour and 30 minutes to choose an outfit for a special occasion. That timing includes me trying on most of the outfits I find. Hopefully you’re a patient person.”
“I think I’m just gonna grab one of my best pants.”
Zion couldn’t help but laugh with her. They weren’t one to fuss over clothes, but the minute the word ‘prom’ left their lips, their brother had quite literally dragged them to the mall to go dress shopping. If he hadn’t, they would probably have done the same thing as her and raided their closet until they found something suitable.
“I don’t have dresses”
“That’s fine. It’s a formal occasion, but you can wear whatever makes you comfortable.” They responded, putting their hands in their pockets and shrugging. “My brother insisted on dress shopping with me. Otherwise, I would’ve just worn something out of my closet.” They explained to her, hoping that it would give her some form consolation.
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