Post by Tiffany Sparxx on Nov 4, 2007 15:05:47 GMT -5
They taped over your mouth.
Scribbled out the truth with their lies.
Your little spies.
[/i]Scribbled out the truth with their lies.
Your little spies.
The loud music from the ballroom could be heard all the way from the lake. There was some exotic band playing a song that,apparently, everyone was dancing to. Blue eyes watched as shadows passed by the windows toward the room full of twirling girls and guys. There were a few couples lingering out by the entrance of the castle;Girls in elegant gowns of many colors, and guys in black and white tuxedo's. Tiffany smirked at the image. It was such an absorbing thing to draw, if only she had something to do it with. Tiffany had left her Invader Zim bag in her dorm,along with everything else.
Her gaze slowly shifted from the ballroom to her converses. She didn't know why, but dances really weren't her thing. Tiffany didn't know how to dance,and nobody would have asked her anyway. She figured that she might as well chill beneath the tall oak tree by the lake. It was probably the only time she would get to herself in a while anyway. The lake was usually overcrowded with students and Tiffany never really wanted to be bothered with it. Now, that it was so isolated,she had might as well enjoy it.
A small wind breezed by, whipping her hair all around her face and in her eyes. The girl turned her head toward the lake and dug her fingers into the sand. The moment may have been a little bit more enjoyable if it wasn't so windy, but she probably would have found herself enjoying it just as much if it weren't. Tiffany watched as the waves crashed against the shore and listened to the music coming from the ballroom. The song was different now...It was softer. A slow song? Tiffany dug her fingers deeper into the sand. Yes. A slow song. She couldn't help but turn and toss a glance over her shoulder. The people that were once outside, were making their way back inside. To dance,no doubt. Pulling her knees up to her chest, Tiffany sighed and wrapped her arms around them. She turned her gaze back toward the lake.
There was a small sound from a distance away and Tiffany could have sworn that she had heard the entrance door open. But she could have been mistaken. It may have just been another couple going inside to dance...or someone coming out. She shrugged it off and stretched her legs out. Tiffany fiddled with one of her black and blonde coontails and stared at the ground,wondering when the ball was going to end. She could only guess how long the students were going to be there for before it ended. They would be dancing the night away all night if they could. Teachers included. Tiffany blinked when she heard foosteps descending the stairs from the entrance. Still gazing at the ground,her head tilted to the side.
Oh...Was someone not dancing the night away?
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone.
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