Ravenclaw Tavern

Selena

I smile wider at him and fix his jacket, "Yay. Oh, and you look good dressed fancy-ish," I chuckle, fixiing his tie, "Suits you...kinda."

Mark

I smile and shake my head at her, pushing my bangs out of my eyes, "Just kinda? And you look good too. I think this is one of the first times I've seen you wear something so... elegant."

Selena

I chuckle at him, "Yeah.. I don't usually wear stuff like this. And I'm actually taller, a little shorter than you now. These high heels are a pain in the a*s sometimes though," I glance down at them, shaking my head, "Buttt, I had no choice."

Mark

I smile and nod, watching her, "Are we...when are we going to come out to your father about our relationship?"

Selena

I sigh, looking up at him, and shrug, "Don't know. Whenever you want to is fine with me."

Mark

I study her and then look up at her father, "He's your dad. I think you should make that decision. Just...not now. Too many people around for him to order my death with..."

Selena

I flash a small smile, "You'll be fine. I won't let him do anything."

James comes up to us and slings an arm around my shoulders, "Sup?"

Cringing, I swallow, "Carefully with the shoulders."

He sighs before shaking his head at me, not removing his arm, "You are such a bad liar, Selena."

I glare at him playfully before rolling my eyes and checking my phone.

Mark

I stare at his arm around her before flicking it off and gently pulling Selena to my side, "Be mindful of another person's injuries, James. They'll cost you a black eye every once and a while."

Selena

James rolls his eyes again, sighing, "You guys are so freaking weird."

Rolling my shoulder, I shake my head again, "Yeah. I know I am."

"Oh," James says, "I forgot. Lance is doing a bidding thingy in a little while. You know how you said you've always wanted a puppy?"

I nod, "Yeah."

"There's a black lab."

No. Freaking. Way.

"Yay!" I laugh, "Thanks."

He shrugs, "No problem."

Mark

A black lab?

I think about how much money I have back in the room and then glance at her, wondering if she'd rather it gifted to her or bought herself.

Selena

Checking for money, I sigh, "Sh*t. forgot my money in the room."

"What about you're credit card?" Ask James, studying me.

"Broke," I chuckle, "Used it on....Something stupid. I was drunk," I sigh, "My dad is adding some money to it soon."

He sighs, "Then ask you're dad."

I bite my lip before thinking, "True. be right back," I tell Mark before shoving through the crowd to get to my dad.

Mark

I watch her before looking at James, "What's the starting bid?"

Selena

Stealing my dad's credit card, I walk back to hear James say something about Two hundred. I get there and smile, holding it up, "Got it."

"You asked him?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

I shake my head, "Nope."

"How much money is in that?" James asks.

I shrug, "Don't know. He probrably--"

My dad sees me ith it and starts walking towards me, "Sh*t," I mutter, sliding it behind me.

"Hand it over Sel," He holds his hand out.

I shake my head quickly, "But I want a puppy."

"You used up you're credit card. give it," He orders.

I glare at him before slapping it in his hand, "I hate you."

He slides it in his wallet again and I watch him walk off, shaking my head.

Mark

I watch what happens before excusing myself and heading back to my room. Once there, I unzip my hidden duffel bag and pull out a few wads of hundred dollar bills. Better safe than sorry. Stuffing them in my jacket, I head back.

Selena

Mark comes back from going somewhere and I sigh, "Whatever."

James looks at me, "I bet a dance would make you feel better."

"I don't like dancing," I keep a straight expression, "Unless it's in a club."

He rolls his eyes and walks off. I lean against the wall and cross my arms, thinking.