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[savannah rose ashford]

the stars are shining
to whisper goodbye

"Has there even been a point in going to a party if there isn't even any solid drama to keep a girl going?" Savannah Rosa Ashford murmured to herself as she wandered through the empty courtyard outside the noisy castle. She wore something only the super chic Savannah could track down. Her dress was a midnight blue shade, to bring out the sheer brilliance of her "Ashford Eyes" and it was in delicate layers of different fabrics. It shimmered with a few little hidden sparkles. Savannah was the type of girl who knew how to do her makeup with the finesse of an artist. She could add sparkles to her face without looking like a two-year-old that had gotten into her mum's supply. The dress was about knee-length and the bottom could only remind her of something a ballerina would pick out. She had a dark blue belt around her waist to add to the whole image. The neckline was "v" cut and had a hint of a collar, just enough to make a statement. The sleeves were tiny, almost t-shirt style. SavRose was on a mission in the fashion world. Some people called her fake but she simply thought of it as the true masquerade.

It was a masquerade though! Perched on Savannah's nose was the kind of mask that makes others wonder exactly how it came into existence. Savannah had made it herself. She was quite brilliant with things in the arts and crafts department so, it wasn't really shocking if people knew her well enough. The mask matched her dress in its midnight blue shades and had delicate little silver swirling designs all over it. It made her eyes stand out even more than they usually did. Sav knew she had little chance of deceiving people. She'd need sunglasses and a complete makeover to do that. She didn't care if they hated her at this party, if no one wanted to dance with her. She'd built up her reputation on purpose. She was above all this nonsense anyway. Savannah Rose Ashford was much too good for school events. It was written plainly across her face.

She sighed and walked her stiletto clad feet over to a splashing fountain. She sat on the little edge, perched like a bird despite being far from described as any bird this world could offer. She caught a whiff of freshly cut grass on the wind and took of moment of nostalgia, thinking of all her time wasted growing up at this school. Then, she felt that eerie pang in the back of her head, she was about to have a vision and she couldn't stop it.

She was at the edge of the cliff again with Caravus. They looked down in silence. Neither of them were really breathing anymore. Savannah's eyes were huge but this time, she saw something else there. Was she afraid? Vulnerable? The vision was as crystal clear as it had always been.

Some people had reoccurring dreams or sometimes nightmares. Savannah had reoccurring visions. This was the same vision she'd had her entire life. Well, it was a snippet of that same vision. She got it at least once a week and, despite always being crystal clear, it drove her mad. She couldn't ever get any new clues. Why did Caravus stand there with her? He was dead! Caravus couldn't possibly be standing there in theory, right? Savannah placed a fingertip to her throbbing temple and stared at the entry-way to the courtyard. She didn't need to be psychic to know someone was coming. She composed herself, making her face look bored, gone.

[lauren dawn willis]

Lauren headed out, trying to prepare herself mentally before she went in there again. There was all that stuff with George earlier, and now that the twins were gone, she had returned. Being in her elegence of sliver and red. Her dress was red and was wavey down. Her hair neatly curled, and working with the set up. The shoes were a simple sliver and her necklace and bracelets were also very simple. Just a mix of crystal and silver. Her make up was truly artistic around the mask, showing how much attention to detail she had put into how she was going to do this. If a person was to look carefully enough, they would see slight tinges of sliver on the dress itself so it could work well with the rest of what she set up. The mask that adorned her face was a mix of red and sliver, with blue just slightly on the very edges in order for the blueness of her eyes to come out over the little bit of hazel and dazel any of that people that saw her there.

But, she knew that she could not head back to the ball, so she headed out to the grounds, and saw the beautiful fountian and everything outside set up for the occasion. It was hard for people to tell who she was, because of how she usually dressed, but she liked it that way tonight. She could be somebody else, a person that she had never been before. Lauren looked over seeing that Savannah was there, and she felt herself stiffen just a little by seeing the expression on her face. The expression that showed that she had no interest in the people that were at the school at all. She tried to not let this bother her, because she knew that was just typical Savannah. Always acting like she was better than everyone else, when she was just needed to learn that there were people that were at her level. And honestly, she wished that she was going to be the one to teach that lesson to her herself, so she started to walk towards the girl. The sixth year didn't know what to except, but she didn't care.

"Hey." Lauren spoke in a bell-like voice, one that was a bit different from the one that she usually used. She sat down next to her, and looked into the fountain. "So how come you aren't in the great hall dancing with the boys?" The sixth year acted ignorant of the fact that Savannah didn't care about any of the boys, and just decided to ask a casual question. It all depended on how Savannah felt how she would respond, and Lauren was slightly aware of that. "I'm done with my dancing for today." There was no way that Lauren would try to start a fight out here, even if it was just a verable fight. Her voice seemed to be calm, and not worried about the fact that she was talking to Savannah of all people. Lauren's eyes sparkled just slightly as she looked at the entrance, it adorned with decorations for the Maskquarade ball.

She heard not much more than the sounds of crickets and the sound of the fountain going. It was actually sort of peaceful, ironically enough. It relaxed her just slightly, allowing her to not be as nervous about things as she had been earlier. Lauren was not as much on her toes as she needed to be around Savannah right now. And, that probably was not a good thing at all. Savannah could go at her if she really wanted to without a problem at that moment.