Dance with the D E V I L [carabella]

[cameron elizabeth lynn]

when the devil wants to dance with you ,
YOU BETTER SAY NEVER

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Cameron was pissed. The stupid teacher had made it so that she was paired with Carabella. At least she’d have a third chance to kill her. Although she still wasn’t sure how she was going to hide her little knife in her dress. Not much fabric, meant not much to hide it with. She didn’t want to stab herself, and usually it would be easy, if she hadn’t picked out such skimpy heels, she’d put it in the leg of her boots in a holster. But she of course was already ready and didn’t want to change them. Too much effort and she hated who she was going with anyways.

She refused to go meet the girl anywhere else other than the dance. Although meeting her in the dorm would give her more privacy to kill her. Although she was sure they were going to check the rooms later.

She just made her way down to the party. She didn’t want to be near this chick, let alone having to go as her date. She noticed her and sighed. ”Bloody hell” she said as she noticed that they actually matched. Of course they would inadvertently. Leave it to them to actually achieve that.

She moved over towards her. ”You’re lucky. I don’t have a knife” she said softly to the girl. As she looked around the room she saw several teachers. All of them were covering exits. Of course, make it so that if something did happen she wouldn’t get out. Didn’t matter anyways. She was a level 5. Under high watch. Sometimes she had upwards of 5 HCA’s watching her. Making sure she didn’t pull any stunts like she had at bluebird, or like she had a month ago.

Causing extensive injuries for the hell of it warranted a nice long sedation period. Forced minor sedation, and a nice long stay in isolation. Of course she had been stuck there for weeks, but she enjoyed it. Away from the annoying bitches, away from any guys that she didn’t want to be around. But cut off from gaining information.

around three hundred and fifty WORDS
Carabella TAGGED
see party attire thread OUTFIT
template by LISA@GBBS, lyrics by immortal techniqueCREDIT
RAWRR! NOTES

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YOU TASTE LIKE HEAVEN
BUT GOD KNOWS YOU WERE BUILT FOR SIN

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This was going to be one hell of a night. She smiled lightly at herself in the mirror as she finished up her make up. She really didn't even want to go to the dance. Sure, she was looking forward to it when she was paired with Leo, but now she was paired with Cameron. Isn't that just great. She was paired with the girl that has tried to kill her twice. When was she going to give up? She hadn't managed to get her yet, and she was going to make sure she was going to be alive for a while.

Cara pulled on her heels before walking out the door. She was going to take her time getting to the dance. Maybe Cameron wouldn't pull anything, since the dance was was pretty well chaperoned. She ran a hand through her hair as she walked outside, the chill of the night hitting her pale skin. She shivered slightly and she sped up a little bit. Being in cold weather with what she was wearing just wasn't going to fly with her. Finally, she made it to the dance and she pulled open the door, stepping inside.

It was dark and she couldn't really tell who was who. She squinted her eyes to look around for a moment, hoping to find someone that she knew. Eventually, she noticed someone coming over to her, "You have to be fucking kidding me," She whispered to herself as she noticed what the person, Cameron, was wearing. They matched. Ofcourse, leave it up to them to do that. Her nose scrunched up in distaste at what she was wearing and crossed her arms over her chest. She rolled her eyes and looked away from her 'date' look look around the dance.

There were so many girls dressed up and giggling like little idiots, it was driving her insane. She hated girls like that; she hated when they got so excited or nervous that they started to giggle like little school girls. Sometimes, she just wanted to punch them all in the face. Her blue eyes flew back to look at Cameron when she spoke and her eyes narrowed at her, "Oh spare me, you still think I'm scared of you and your little knives?" She let her eyes drift around to the teachers that were guarding the exits and let a small smirk come to her lips, "Besides, even if you did try something, I doubt it would work."

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STATUS: DONEE!!
TAGGED: cameron
WORDS: some
OUTFIT: click!
LYRICS: Built for Sin - Framing Hanley
CREDIT: RETRO GLAMOUR ! @ CAUTION 2.0