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[abrokenking]

Charles had given into the pressures of his sister to 'live a little'for the evening of the school dance. While it wasn't that he wasn't good at faking social niceties and blending into the crowd so much as he was, as always, worried about his schoolwork. He needed to be the best of the best to go to the schools he had in mind, needed to be able to prove himself a dedicated student not just one when things were convenient. Still, little sisters are devilishly persistent and Charles knows if he stays home he'll probably have to deal with the rest of the family and he still wouldn't get as much done as he liked. So, here he was, without a date-- and awkwardly placed bright yellow flower pinned to the pocket of his black tux, subtly nudging people away from him (mentally of course) while trying to keep an eye out for his sister. He had lost sight of her perhaps ten minutes ago when he had stopped to get a cup, the pressure of the students minds attempting to wedge into his skull and give him (and those around him) quite a headache. 

As it stood he knew it was foolish to worry, and there was little that could happen to her at a dance, but he still paced the outer rim of the room. Eyes darting through the crowd, looking for that familiar smile or the shine of her blond hair. It couldn't hurt to check in, perhaps then, he could excuse himself to see if the library was unlocked and finish out the rest of the dance in peace. 

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[notsogroovy]

Raven had promised that she'd meet her date at the dance and Charles knew that so when she leaves, she hopes he doesn't just disappear. He's two years older than her and sometimes acts like he's ten or fifteen years. But, when she gets to where they're supposed to meet, she ends up alone. Five minutes pass. Ten. When it hits twenty, she begins to get that sinking feeling in her stomach and then she sees him. Her 'date' is across the room dancing with and smiling at another girl. She stares at them for a while, tears pricking the corners of her lips, until she finally turns blindly and pushes her way through the crowd. The only thought in her mind is that she needs to find Charles. Find him and get out.