Sage watches the sky turn to different colors and make it look like fire. "Do you think we'll be good enough?" Sage asked and turned to Rio. Sage had a tendency to do dangerous things for the thrill of it, but, she also knew when to not.
"Definitely!" said Rio, "We wouldn't have made it otherwise!"
"Yeah, but like, what if we do something they don't like at the party? My parents would probably disown me if I get kicked out." Her parents both went through and that's how they met. They expect all their kids to make it through and graduate. Sage took a deep breath and sat up straight. "I just have to stay positive."
Azalea smiled back at her before turning to the group. "So what were y'all talking about?"
“Just typical things,” Phoenix said, “In other words not a lot.”
"Our likes and dislikes." Aravella shrugged. Just then the cars stopped at a very formal and expensive restaurant. Arabella gulped, she hoped she could fit the expectations.
The car door opened and she stepped out first, smoothing her black dress out before walking to the side, waiting for her friends
"Yeah, but like, what if we do something they don't like at the party? My parents would probably disown me if I get kicked out." Her parents both went through and that's how they met. They expect all their kids to make it through and graduate. Sage took a deep breath and sat up straight. "I just have to stay positive."
Rio sighed, "I don't think its possible to fail if you really try." He said finally. "As long as you give it all you have then it should go fine. And besides, manners are pretty easy to use."
"Yeah, you're right." Hearing that Sage calmed down. Her body jerked a little as the car stopped. The building was one of the most beautiful buildings Sage has ever seen. "Well, you ready?" She smiled at Rio before getting out and taking one more deep breath, then walked forward.
Phoenix took in a slight breath, the building was way fancier than she expected. She reactivated her crutches and made her way over to Arabella.
Azalea stepped out the car behind Arabella and Phoenix and looked back to Ziva and saw her in the car. She couldn't wait to eat since using her powers took some metabolism. She opened the door for the others before they got there and held it.
Rio got out of the car before Sage, waiting to see if she needed help before following the others, wondering what kind of food would be served at this place. wow the "fancy" has all but gone overboard in this place
"Alright." Sage wrapped her arm around Rio, with a big smile on her face. "Let's show them we deserve to be here, what do you say?" She dragged him along, not really wanting to go in alone.
Phoenix looked at the building and hobbled her way in, figuring it would be too much of a hassle and danger if she flew. She was not ready for this, but she would try her best.
Arabella stood at the entrance as the Headmistress came over and waved them Inside. Walking inside, she was speechless. The restaurant had a simple but elegant black, gold, and dark green theme. There was soft classical music playing in the background and laughter was heard. Following the Headmistress to their table, she was surprised to see that each student had a name holder and a small appetizer already set out. She found her name and sat down, folding her hands in her lap as the Headmistress sat at the head of the table. "Students, welcome to Le Château Noir. This is owned by a close friend of mine who also teaches at the academy." There are many people and activities set out to test you today. Be on your best behavior and enjoy the evening." She smiled at the students then got up and went to mingle with the other teachers. Arabella looked at the details of the restaurant in awe, the elegant sheer curtains hiding doors that led to a garden seating place, silver crystal chandeliers above every table a grand staircase leading up to more rooms, and the beautifully plated food. She took out her sketchbook and started copying some of the architectural details, trying to get them as accurate as possible.
(So I will he adding a second d or third character because we have more female than males)
"Alright." Sage wrapped her arm around Rio, with a big smile on her face. "Let's show them we deserve to be here, what do you say?" She dragged him along, not really wanting to go in alone.
"Right" replied Rio, letting her drag him inside. Once inside he pulled away a little so as not to seem weird, and looked around at the various finery.
(The Black Castle? Ok, sounds french enough)
Azalea headed to her seat and waited for the headmistress to finish talking so she could begin eating. She saw that she was sitting next to Arabella on one side and waved to her and smiled before turning back.
(Lmao, it sounded cool)
Arabella smiled in her direction before turning to the simple vegetable appetizer infront of her
Phoenix took her seat and took the crutches off her arms while pressing the button into travel mode. She looked at the food and utensils in front of her started to carefully eat.
Azalea took small bites of the food in front of her and decided to actually listen to the years of etiquette her mother taught her and used the correct fork for once.
Rio found his seat, taking a careful surveyance, of the surrounding area, and the silverware, before digging into the vegetable entree before him, careful to use the correct fork.
The many things of silverware sitting at the table confused Sage. She had no idea what to use for what, so she guessed. "The vegetables are really good." Her family loved food, but made sure to eat healthy, in fact, they grew their own food. Since Rio was busy she didn't know who she could talk to at this moment, so shoving food in her mouth so she didn't look awkward was her next best choice.
Rio glanced over at Sage, who had thankfully gotten the right fork. Clearing his throat, "You okay Sage?" he asked gently.
Phoenix assumed she was probably using the wrong fork, but a fork was a fork okay? She wasn't going to change just because she thought it was wrong.
"Oh yeah," She said with a mouth full of food. "I just don't know what to do at fancy parties like this. I live in the country, so I'm not entirely used to being fancy." Everyone else here looked like they belonged, or at least in her eyes it seemed that way.