Tarragon College

Quin

A cheesy sound track buffered in . the background as Quin lead Sonnet across the dance floor. She rolled her eyes at him when he extended his hand, but took it anyway. She danced slowly, if a little clumsily, triping over her high heeled shoes every second step; but she was everything Quin had hoped for. This was how it was meant to be, thought Quin as he moved closer to Sonnet. It was how he had imagined a high school prom to be, no flying chairs or electral storms, just boys and girld dancing together.
The muic changed track abruptly to a song that was all too cliche. Yet cliche or not, he didn't care. Breaking the last step between them, he leant forward and kissed her.

Mikael

Prom. My worst nightmare. Not only was i likely to be alone but any dancing would instantly give a way the fact i had had lessons. They had been my mothers idea and practicing alone had allowed me to keep fit. I stood idly at the side of the hall comfortable in my familiar black suit with deep crimson lining perfectly matching my eyes red hue. I smirked as i thought about how Jaden must feel right now. Oh well tonight he was not my problem. I had to find myself girl. Oh dear.

*Someone pick him. He is not that mean i promise *

Ashlyn

I sighed. This was getting rather boring all too quickly. Besides the whole 'joyful' atmosphere was a little too happy for me.

"I'll be back in a moment," I said to Aaliyah. I knew it was a possiblility that I wouldn't come back. I just wanted to get away from all of the other people.

"Okay," she replied. I sighed and walked away. Someone bumped into me, knocking me into another girl. The girl was in a pale pink dress now splashed with a dark red. Her face was almost as red as the stain.

"My apologies," I said, politely. She seemed more upset by the fact that I had touched her. "I didn't mean to bump into you and ruin you're...nice dress."

"Whatever," she said through gritted teeth. Her eyes gazed first and my corset dress and then over my combat boots. The girl looked utterly disgusted. I almost laughed.

"Alright. Sorry again," I said. I walked away, not waiting for her response. I quickly headed for the ladies restroom only to find it packed with other gossiping girls. I left, frustrated. Wasn't there anywhere at prom where you could just...relax? This was not my night. Not my night at all.

*cue sonnet maybe?

Sorry had exams to attend to today:P Horribly cheesy, but here goes (they are so cute together I can't help it lol)

Sonnet

Her hands tangled in his soft hair as he kissed her, and when he pulled away again she could help but put on that gleeful, goofy grin she often reserved just for him. She flushed pink a little.
"You must be so embarrassed to be dancing with me of all people," she giggled, casting a look around the hall to make sure no one was laughing at her clumsy dancing.
"No way! I think you're dancing is cool. Teach me how to do this move-"
"Please no," she laughed, clutching the front of his shirt before he could move, her eyes a little wide with horror.
The music around them slowed to a softer track. It was much easier to slow dance she found, all she had to do was let Quin lead the way. He was a pretty good dancer, she thought as the lights dimmed.
"Just for the record," he said, "I wouldn't be here without you."
She blushed and looked down at her feet, smiling. She felt like she didn't even deserve him, he was always complimenting her and making her happy. She felt like she wasn't giving anything back to him. She hated herself for not being able to show how much she cared.
"Sonnet?"
She looked into those gorgeous grey eyes of his, getting lost within them.
"Sorry... lost in thought."
He seemed a little confused. "You seem a little annoyed or something. Did I do something wrong?"
She rolled her eyes. Typical of Quin to think he had annoyed her. "No it's just..."
"Just...?" he prompted.
She looked up at him with her emerald green eyes, suddenly feeling nervous. "Just trying to find the words."
"To say what?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with interest.
"That... I love you. I really mean that." She reached up on the tips of her toes and kissed him softly, pulling back and nervously biting her lip, awaiting his reaction.

*I let you write his reaction Zaddie *

*so agree with you, they are soo sweet but gotta cause a little bit of drama so...


Quin

He stared at her, throat dry. The music continued to sound tunelessly but he remained frozen to the spot, barley moving, hardly breathing.
"Quin?" she laughed shakily "This is were you supposed to say something back"
He sought around for words, to explain, to reason, if not with her but himself. But nothing came.
He had to love her, he had to. So what was wrong, why weren't the words coming?
In panic he moved away "I have to go, need some air." he mumbled, letting go of her waist so his arms fell uselessly by his sides,
"What?" she said, her eyes wide.
He turned away quickly, brushing a hand ruffly through his hair.
"Quin!" she shouted, but he was already heading for the door "Quin!"
All around him people where turning and looking but he ignored them. It was only when he heard the first of her cries that he froze.

Ohh, drama!

Sonnet

That familiar, strong feeling of rejection washed over in one crashing wave. She had felt it so many times before, back when her parents had abandoned her because she was different. Now, it felt a hundred times more stronger and hurtful, because this time it was Quin who had hurt her. He was her rock, her sole companion. She had no one else, and now he was pushing her away, even when he understood how difficult Sonnet found to express her true feelings.
Not caring that everyone was watching the pair, she raised her shaking hands to her face to muffle a dry sob that tore from her lungs.
He froze, turning around to say something, but she no longer wanted to hear. She couldn't even bear to look at him.
She shifted forms, but instead of the usual graceful flow of golden fur passing over her skin, her shift was unusually fast and disjointed.
With a yowl, she threw herself six meters up the stone walls of the dance hall, clawing her way to the top and dissapearing through the window.
She landed on the cold ground with a savage thump, her gangly legs absorbing the shock. She turned to see Quin burst through the window in his eagle form, landing on the ground and shifting.
Before he could say anything, she arched her back, raised her hackles and yowled at him. A clear message: 'stay away from me.'
His expression of shock and hurt caused a sharp pain in her chest as she sprinted from him, losing him easily through the trees. She stopped running after she was sure she was lost within the forest, where Quin could not find her. She wiped a tear from her green eyes with a paw, sniffing hard. She had no clue as to why she was so angry, so hurt, and that made the feelings even more overpowering. It was stupid. She had never felt so stupid.
She curled up on the dusty forest floor, burying her nose into her golden, spotted fur.

Quin

He leant heavily against the side on the building, staring into the night. He hated himself for it, for not saying anything back. He hated himself for walking away. But most of all, he hated himself for hurting her. It was the last thing he wanted to do, and he still didn't quite understand why he just didn't tell her, explain.
It was so stupid, such a cliche, typically male thing. Sonnet would probably laugh if he had told her but he hadn't, he probably would never be able to tell her. It sounded so pathetic, commitment issues.
Quin put his head in his hands, thinking of what a fool he'd been.
"Rough day?"
he turned to the owner of the voice

*anyone free to jump in

Thanks!

Ashlyn

I saw a the cat girl run from Quin. Her boyfreind I guess. Poor guy. He must of been having a rougher night then I.

"Rough night?" I asked leaning next to him. He looked at me. No, glared at me. Oops.

"No kidding," he mumbled. My eyebrows knit together.

"Sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to...bring up things you'd rather ignore." He looked at me sharply.

"Why don't you go back to the prom? Go ask someone to dance or something." I cocked an eyebrow.

"Yeah. I think not. I think I'm done with prom. Listen, I just came out to see if you were alright but obviously you want to be alone. I understand that."

He glanced down at me. I sighed.

"What's your name?" He asked. I faked horror.

"You mean you don't remember me?" I entered his mind, controling which thoughts he remembered.

"Oh. Right. How could I forget. You're Ashlyn. The mind-controler." I sighed.

"There we go. That's more like it."

"You're a little weird, you know that," Quin replied.

"Now you're complimenting me? Why thank you," I laughed. I didn't mind being called weird.

Quin

Quin looked at Ashlyn. On any other day he wouldn't of called her weird. He thought it was almost hypocritical, him calling anyone weird, as he and sonnet lived in this bubble that no one else was aloud to enter. But today he didn't feel like being nice to anyone other than Sonnet. He didn't even want to talk to anyone other than Sonnet.

"So, you and that Sonnet girl." she said, trying to make conversation.

"Not anymore." he muttered steely.

He would of liked her to drop the conversation right there, only she didn't.

"What happened, because it didn't exactly look like happy families in there." she laughed.

He shot her a look.

"Okay, sorry." said Ashlyn, holding up her hands

He shook his head "It's alright, I just don't want to talk about it."

She nodded "Okay."

There was a slight silence between them, Quin hated awkward silences. He turned into the woods, in the shadows of the trees he could just make out the yellow blur of Sonnet.

"Look, it's nice to meet you" he paused" Ashlyn, I just better go find Sonnet."

She smiled and waved lazily "It's fine, I expect I'm far to weird to talk to"

He grinned back, almost happy before leaping up into the air, shifting and flying of into the night sky.

Ashlyn

Well it was nice I had helped someone...sort of. Or not. Still it was nice to talk to someone. I walked around and say on a bench.

I lay down on the ground and looked at the stars. I loved the night. It was beautiful. While the sun may not light up everything, the moon gave a mysterious, ghostly glow to everything.

I breathed in the sent of lilies and magnolias. My favorite flowers. I picked a little dasiy beside my head and sat up. I was ready to go home.

"Um...am I interrupting something?" Someone asked. I rolled my eyes. While they may just be kidding, they actually were interrupting me. Great.

"I guess not. Need something?" I asked without looking at them.

<<Seriously people! Let's post!>>

Sonnet

She shifted beside the old silvery oak, sitting on the grass and leaning back against the bark. Her green eyes darted upwards when the sound of wingbeats told her that Quin was searching for her. She kept quiet as he swooped over the boughs of the tree, landing on the opposite side of the trunk.

She watched his shadow change from eagle to human, turning away again, her heart throbbing. Quin mirrored her position, sitting on the opposite side of the tree.
"Sonnet, I-" he began, his words trailing into silence.

"What are you doing here, Quin?" he mumbled in a small voice, running her hands through the springy grass a plucking a blade of it, tearing the green leaf into small pieces.

"I came to talk," came his reply from the other side of the oak after a short pause. She said nothing to this; she could think of nothing to say to him. "Sonnet, say something," he pleaded.

"Saying things to you is what got us in this mess in the first place, Quin," she said in a voice barely louder than a whisper. She observed his hand stretching out towards her from the other side, but did not reach for it.

"Don't say that. It was my fault-"

"Your fault?" she echoed in a hurt voice, a lump forming in her throat. "I should have kept my stupid mouth shut for all it was worth," she snapped, the pain and anger rising up like a charmed snake inside of her. She saw his hand flinch at her words, and instantly she softened, the anger ebbing. Her eyes watered when she realised she was only making things worse. He hurt her, but that did not justify her counter attack on him.

"I'm sorry Quin," she whispered, so quiet that he could barely hear it.

"What for?" he asked in a nuetral voice.

"For everything. But I don't take back what I said. I can't help how I feel. You'll just have to deal with that." She paused, taking in a shuddering breath. "I'm sorry for messing everything up."

The sudden finality in her voice terrified her. She hadn't meant for it to sound like that. It was all too much right now. She got up and began to walk from the tree.

She stopped for a short moment, waiting for him to say something, anything to help fix this stupid mess that she had created.

Quin was terrified of losing her again. She paused at the tree trunk, waiting for him. The timing was perfect, all he had to say was three small words. But he couldn't, he just couldn't.
She sighed and continued to walk, more briskly now.
"No wait Sonnet, wait." he called but she carried on walked, he could see her hands bawl into fists.
Quin ran up beside her, pulling her backwards towards him. She stopped and looked up at him, her mouth curved into a frown. He leant in towards her but she leapt back.
"No! Get away from me." Sonnet spa.
He grabbed her arm again, holding it tight "Please" he begged
She shot him a look "Please? Please? Well just say it then, If you wanted this, me. You would say it" she paused and he looked back at her helplessly "But thats just it isn't it, you don't want me do you."
"I do, I just....just can't..." he stuttered, feeling around for words he knew weren't there.
"Yeah Quin, you can't. So neither can I. It's over."
Without another word she tore he arm from his, giving one last look before disappearing back into the forest.
He couldn't quite believe it. He had wanted this, he had wanted the high school romance, the carefree feeling and the small words of "I love you". Only he had spoilt his own plan.
He shifted, soaring up into the night sky but this time he flew east, away from Sonnet, Tarragon and towards a new light.

nah na nah!!!

Quin ran away!!

OH NO QUIN COME BACK! *cries*

Sonnet

She watched the sea eagle dissapear into the night, the darkness devouring his figure. She was alone again. She jumped slightly as he melted into the navy sky, as if making to chase after him. But it was hopeless. She realised this with a sob, burrying her face in her hands and letting the tears flow between her fingers. She had been so savage, so selfish. She didn't know herself any longer.

All the anger from her past exploded out of its secluded little corner at the back of her head, gobbling up everything good in her life. She was the only thing that survived, solitary in the forest with only her thoughts to keep her company. Then again, they weren't much companionship. They spat cruel insults at her for being such a bitch to Quin.

She deserved every one.

And now he was gone, over the walls of Tarragon to God knows where...

Why did she do it? Why, why why? Surely, she should have been able to accept his silence and understand that maybe he wasn't ready to say it. But she just couldn't grasp the fact that the only person she had left in her life couldn't love her back.

She had hurt him badly, and she knew it. And now it was up to her to fix it.

Shifting into her serval form, she began to run in Quin's direction, a golden blur between the trees. Her yowls rang in the school grounds. She dug her claws into the ground, colliding with the stone walls that surrounded Tarragon.

She bounced up into the air, her claws catching between the stones as gravity yanked her down roughly. She pulled herself up, panting in the effort as the top of the wall came into view.

Then suddenly, her back foot gave way and she was tumbling through the air. She hit the forest floor with a crack, not landing on her feet contrary to beliefs.

She couldn't even lift herself up again. She was sore all over, she felt as if she had been beaten. She had just had enough of this day.

She closed her eyes, wishing she could take everything she had said back, and stuff it all into a forgotten corner where she could just forget.