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Post by Dream Marie Winter on Dec 12, 2010 15:25:50 GMT -5
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you~
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Dream giggled as she ATTEMPTED to dance. She was horrible and it made her laugh. "Im sorry if I embarrass you with my bad dancing" Dream said to Charlotte.
Dream noticed Matt talking to a cute Dionysus boy. They kissed and Dream realized who it was. It was Matts boyfriend! Dream flashed her friend the thumbs up sign as she saw the boy ask her to dance. Matt deserved a good guy.
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NOTES;; 
WORDS;; to lazy to count
CLOTHES;; www.polyvore.com/dance/set?id=25606728] Click
TAG;; open
CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0
LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 12, 2010 16:53:45 GMT -5
the sharp knife of a short life
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matt froze for a moment. dancing was one of the few things that she couldn't quite manage. sure, she kept a good stature, with a soft grip on her partner and loose footing to step in perfect place. to anyone else, it wouldn't look very awkward. but it did feel awkward for her. "sure," she said, arching her eyebrows so her smile seemed further guilt-ridden, hoping justin might get the feeling that she wouldn't be so great.
she also noticed her friends out of the corner of her eyes. she saw dream give her a thumbs up sign, and matt reflected on a time a short while ago when dream had shared a bit about justin. she blushed. her hand still by her side gave a thumbs up back, but it was subtle enough that no one but her would see it.
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Post by sebastian gareth beauchene on Dec 14, 2010 18:46:50 GMT -5
 -------------------------------I took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier of stars and atmosphere[/size][/b]
Sebastian chuckled under his breath, regaining his cool. "I'm glad to hear it," he said, indicating that he was referencing the dress. "Must all camp created gatherings end poorly?" Sebastian hinted. Max was the daughter of Poseidon, he supposed this came with some authority.
Almost out of instinct, Max's eyes fluttered side to side, he checked to see if anyone was monitoring the demi-gods. No; from his position, no such supervision.
word count;; /lame
clothes;;xx
music;;midnight show - the killers
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 16, 2010 10:30:05 GMT -5
He smiles when she's not looking She Daydreams when he's not there. Matt raised her eyebrows at him. She seemed to be telling him that she wasnt a great dancer. He leaned down so that he could whisper and no one else would hear. "Im warning you that im a pretty bad dancer so if I embarrass you, Im sorry" Justin kissed her cheek. He slowly led her out to the dance floor. He put her arms around his neck and then put his own arms around her waist. "No lets try to not embarrass ourselves" he said with a grin. -------------------------------- Notes: hehe..the picture of JB is hott Words: lazyyyy Clothes: basically just a tux.. Tag: Matt |
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Post by maximum lee raison on Dec 17, 2010 17:27:05 GMT -5
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Post by sebastian gareth beauchene on Dec 18, 2010 17:24:05 GMT -5
-------------------------------I took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier of stars and atmosphere [/size][/b]
Sebastian followed her gaze half-heartedly, seeming to lose her attention. Was she looking at someone, looking with a feeling of longing? No, he was right there! Thankfully, her expression turned to one of poor taste. The son of Hestia bit back a smirk, deciding it was time to make a move. He wasn’t feeling like himself- reserved, even. He figured, more on a hopeful note than anything else, that she was looking for her opportunity to cause turmoil.
With a delicate stance, he leaned over and murmured in her ear – “Dig that punch bowl, mostly water, no?” A mischievous feeling was enveloping him; he was close to her and someone was about to have their dance ruined.
word count;; /lame
clothes;;xx
music;;midnight show - the killers
maybe have the two go out for a walk?
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 18, 2010 17:57:32 GMT -5
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matt felt her skin go cold with an odd sort of warmth beneath it. just tense, she supposed. something struck her, burrowing deep beneath her heart. she loved this boy, didn't she? her eyes flutted to her wrist, where her vine-like bracelet bejewelled her wrist. why did the world choose now to make everything perfect? didn't it know she was always looking for something wrong?
matt felt her head turn from his kiss upon her cheek, so that his lips met hers slowly. she always liked kissing him. she didn't have much experience with kissing, or at least the day before, when she didn't even know justin had existed.
she reguarded his confession with a nod. "that makes two of us," she said somewhat quietly, smilling. even though she knew that both of them weren't the greatest, she hoped the slow, flittering music would transition to some rap song or something so she could breakdance. that came considerably naturally to her, at least more than slow dancing did. as her arms were placed comfortably around his shoulders, she instinctly wrapped them tighter around his neck. "ready?" she asked quietly.
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 24, 2010 17:31:22 GMT -5
Justin kept his arms firmly around her waist as they began swaying to the music. He couldnt stop looking at her. he felt like she was his perfect toher half. He knew something was going to go wrong and he was just waiting for it to happen. As the song ended he spun her around in a circle with a smile. "That wasnt to bad" he said.
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 24, 2010 18:09:08 GMT -5
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matt felt her feet fill the spaces she was supposed to. she didn't feel like she was clunking around too much, so she took a moment to close her eyes. her body, swaying back and forth, shivered slightly for the sake of nervousness. as the song came to a slow end, mathilde turned outwards, being swirled by justin. she began to lose her balance in little falters, but she rested herself in her boyfriend and smiled. "it wasn't bad at all"
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 28, 2010 11:15:17 GMT -5
Justin smiled down at her. Then he frowned as a rap song came on. He was a horrible dancer to anything upbeat. "I think I might sit this dance out" Justin said, managing a grin. He did not want to embarrass himself or Matt with his terrible dancing.
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 28, 2010 17:47:58 GMT -5
Matt smiled when the rap song came into the speakers. Hip hop was something Matt wasn't exceptionally bad at. The combination of flowing and jerky movement was something that came easily to Matt, compared to something like slow dancing. But she felt Justin walk away with a comment. Furrowing her brow, she grabbed his hand and trailed after him slightly. "Why?" she asked quietly.
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 29, 2010 12:36:46 GMT -5
"I can manage to dance to slow songs but I cant dance to hip hop at all" Justin said, feeling bad that he didnt want to dance with her, "You can go dance with your other friends if you want. I just want you to have fun" He told her.
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