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vshford:

It was close to midnight, and while Ford had helped Pearl by filling in for her own date, Ford was still wary if that would be enough. He should probably complete his own if he wanted to be sure that he would be off that stupid list, at least for this week. He didn’t even know who Skye was, not until he had asked around before the event and gotten a decent description of the girl. When he spotted who he assumed to be her, he made his way through the small crowd of people in front of him and stopped before her. “Skye, right? Looks like I’m your date tonight.”

“Well, yup, I guess.” She arched an eyebrow, looking him up and down. Unfortunately, she added to the end of her statement. “You know what we need to do, right? We were actually supposed to meet earlier.”

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pipshaw:

Piper nodded at the girl. “I’ve been here only a few days, but I’m glad I got here in time for this.” She smiled at the other blonde. “I’m Piper, and you?” She held her hand out for the other to shake.

She ignored the girl’s outstretched hand. “I’m Skye. So what do you have to do tonight?”

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pipshaw

Piper transferred to Atticus a few days ago, just in time to hear about a masquerade ball. She figured it’d be something fun to get to know the people she’d be spending the next year or two with. Her dress was navy blue at the top and ombréd into white. The sleeves were short and it had a close-to-the-neck neck line. Her heels were also navy blue, but she decided to go with a gold mask to tie everything together. There was a big crowd of people, but Piper decided it was best to get liquid courage before she started introducing herself. The tall blonde, stood, leaning on the bar, with a drink in hand, her eyes scanning the room for someone she’d feel would ease her into the atmosphere of Atticus.

skyekingsley

Skye raised her eyebrows at the girl who she could just tell was new, going off the barely-desperate looks she was shooting around the ballroom. She walked up to her. “Who are you? You’re new, aren’t you?”

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Skye did not want to be at that ball. The blonde girl would rather have been vandalising an enemy’s home, or eating a ten-pack box of McNuggets, or doing anything but this. She wouldn’t have bothered to make an appearance, if not for the fact that if she didn’t attend, the zine would expose her. She’d seen what happened to Pearl and Bradley after their exposure, and didn’t want to endure that kind of treatment. From behind her mask, she sighed. How was she supposed to find Ford - someone she’d only seen once or twice around campus, and who she’d never be able to recognize behind a mask - and successfully seduce a teacher with him? She glanced around her, looking for the blonde boy she was expected to spend the evening with.