Marissa
You can be both.
Wed Mar 15, 2017 15:54
104.13.176.237

She plucked the carnation out of her hair and set it on the snack table. She paused, moved it to another spot on the table, and smiled. There, now it looked like a pretty decoration. She didn’t need the flower anymore, since she’d given up on finding her partner. Russell was sweet, but seemed a little confused by how quickly she abandoned her own rules.

Holland mentioned to Marissa earlier in the year that Russell had something going on with his eyes, hence the sunglasses. Marissa never bothered to ask the student herself. Everyone at Rocky Mountain International had at least one secret or quirk they preferred not to discuss. She didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable; people were allowed their privacy. Marissa had said something about the sunglasses to Holland, asking if they were a fashion statement, and Holland apparently already did the research. Marissa knew that Russell was colorblind and sensitive to light. She hoped the party wouldn’t be too much.

There were, of course, darker spots they could run off to if Russell needed.

“Damn right I’m sure,” Marissa grinned. The firewhiskey was making her muscles feel warmer and relaxed now. She totally didn’t care what Danny and Camilla were doing right now or why they were standing so close.

“So, um, what do you normally do when you host parties? Do you just go around talking to people? Or try to dance and stuff and have fun, too?”

Marissa thought about it for a moment. “Well, this is different from the parties I usually throw,” she admitted, “I’ve never planned a party with Armaan, the guy running the music, and it was…okay. I have way more fun when I plan parties with my friends.” She already had an idea for the first party next year, which would only be open to upper years. She wanted to talk to Rose about it, but she’d wait until her roommate seemed less angry. Marissa hoped that Rose would have a good enough time with Emmett that her bad mood would go away.

“Anyway, I walk around and check on people, but I definitely dance,” She grinned. She’d just found out that she was accepted into a really intense dance workshop for witches and wizards. They had a summer program, about three weeks long, and they’d even offered her a scholarship to offset the costs. Her mom didn’t even know anyone running the program, so she got in because she was Actually Good and not because of nepotism. That was satisfying.

“I’m ready for a dance, if you are,” the red head pointed out, smiling very mischievously. Her friends knew that smile. It always appeared if she was dangerously flirting or about to do something particularly ballsy; Holland named it the Trouble Smirk. Marissa held her flask out to him. It was still charmed to look like a bottle of water. She had no idea if Russell would want to do anything in dark corners, or if he even wanted to drink and dance with her, but she’d learned that it was better to just ask. The worst thing anyone could tell her was no. “Do you want to dance, or do you need some liquid courage, first?”

  • Not sure whether I'm relieved or confused - Russell, Wed Mar 15 12:25
    Marissa expressed pleasure at having him in attendance, and he blinked at her from behind his sunglasses, confused by that statement. Not bad confused, he thought, just confused, because obviously... more
    • You can be both. - Marissa, Wed Mar 15 15:54
      • Oh good, that saves me the decision - Russell, Wed Mar 15 22:37
        Considering this was his first party (fancy birthday dinners with various relatives at his mom’s restaurant didn’t count), it did not come at all as a surprise to Russell to realize that he couldn’t... more
        • It's my job to make things easier! - Marissa, Thu Mar 16 13:29
          Even if Marissa didn’t want to plan a party with Armaan again, she’d call this specific event a success just based on all the pleasant surprises she saw around her. Danny and Camilla were dancing... more
          • It's easier than I expected. - Russell, Thu Mar 16 19:37
            Once his feet had made the final slap to the ground in the drilled pattern, he opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Marissa smiling widely at him. She had liked it? ...She had liked it.... more
            • I'm good at what I do. - Marissa, Sun Mar 19 17:35
              Russell’s question almost took her by surprise, and then she remembered this was his first year at Rocky Mountain International. She’d gotten used to him being in classes with her. There were also... more
              • I'm starting to figure that out - Russell, Mon Mar 20 14:21
                Russell had never taken a dance class. Or any type of class outside of his actual academics, really. It was hard to find classes with a physical environment he was comfortable in, and he’d given up... more
                • It's a talent - Marissa, Sat Mar 25 23:21
                  Marissa grinned and made her way to the drinks, where she grabbed two cups and two cans of ginger ale. She knew she’d have fun with Russell, because the red head knew how to have fun in pretty much... more
                  • A natural gift - Russell, Mon Mar 27 01:00
                    Apparently, Marissa didn’t find him a drag after all. On one hand, he could understand that. Dancing together had been really fun. On the other hand, which was proportionately larger, Russell... more
                    • Organic! - Marissa, Fri Mar 31 21:37
                      It was really sweet how happy Russell was now. Marissa couldn’t think of a time where she’d seen the fourth year smile so genuinely. He was a really nice kid. A little odd, but everyone at Rocky... more
                      • Mechanic! - Russell, Fri Mar 31 23:08
                        Marissa didn't just offer to hang out, no - she offered to invite him along when we all hang out. He would've been happy simply with her promise to have him join her to practice dancing. But this,... more
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