Stoneybrook Ayr

That's it, they've GRADUATED!

The students sat in their seats, playing with their navy and white caps and gowns. Some turned to wave to friends and family, some whispered with classmates sitting near them, and some slouched in their chairs, ready for the ceremony to start.

It had taken four years, some felt like the time had passed in no time at all, others felt it had dragged out forever. All the winter lodge trips, boy toy auctions, homecomings, proms, dances, parties. The trips to Disney World, California, Australia. The hook ups, the break ups, the scandals. This class had been through a lot together, and this was it. The end. Graduation.

The ties were tied, shoes were shining, dresses were flowing and the coursages left the lingering scent of freshness in the air. It was Senior Prom, four years in the making, and the excitement was palpable.

Heather glared at Cary as she walked past him to put the pizza boxes down on the table in their corner of the bowling alley. Instead of pre-ordering them over the internet and having his mom bring them over like a normal person would, Cary handed her a fifty dollar bill and told her to use her own judgment when it came to toppings. Then he insisted that she leave her backpack behind. She ended up waiting for almost an hour without nothing to distract her. Only the thought of humiliating Cary on the lanes kept her from going insane.

She grabbed her backpack as she glanced around at the people should would be spending a couple of hours with. This was an interesting group of people involved. Only with Cary would it be even possible. If anyone had told Heather she would be bowling with Mary Anne Spier back in the day, she would have laughed in their face. Now the joke was on her younger self. "We have one medium veggie, one medium pepperoni, and one large meat lovers," she said as she as she handed everyone a plate for their pizza. "Let's chow down so we can crush Cary."

For her birthday Heather decided to have a small taco party. She had left notes in the lockers of her friends and friend types earlier in the week to invite them and now it was time to get the party started. She had a variety of taco ingredients and everyone could have the style of taco they wanted. There was also ingredients for nachos if people so desired.

Heather fiddled with the bracelet she found in her locker earlier as the guests started to show up. She added it to her party outfit as soon as she got home earlier in the afternoon. Heather was determined to have the best birthday she could have. You did only turn eighteen once.

( Left in Heather's locker during lunch )

"Ready?" Mary Anne asked, as she approached Cary in the lobby. They had agreed earlier that day, that it would be the perfect night to go out onto the grounds for a snowball fight. As the student's got older, their curfews got later and they had a solid, good three hours before they were required to be in their rooms. They were supposed to be there earlier, for added rest for their team games, but by the latest one a.m. was okay also.

She was a little nervous and rubbed her navy blue mitten-clad hands together for a second. She knew it wasn't a date - at least not in Cary's eyes - but she was also hoping that he liked her, even if just a little.

The lobby was brightly lit, and they opened the big doors leading into it, the chill hitting their faces. It had begun to snow again and quite fiercely, but it didn't matter to them very much and they quickly made their way towards the outer banks of the property.

To: caryret
From: maryanne22
Subject: (Valentine's Day)
Dear Hey Cary,

I just wanted to thank you for the flowers you sent me in the fundraiser. It meant a lot to me. I wish I could tell you I sent you a yellow one...but I guess that's why they were supposed to be anonymous. Same with the cookie.

Maybe we can hang out again soon?

Love From,
Mary Anne

Cary had allowed the senior prank to fall to the wayside and that was no longer acceptable. It was time for him to get started if he was ever going to leave a legacy behind. He had left messages for Heather and Mari telling them to meet at Heather's house at 7:00 P.M.. He decided they would meet there because Heather didn't have a younger sibling hanging around to potentially ruin things. And he didn't have to worry about eating his mom's tuna casserole surprise that she liked to feed his family despite their protests once a month. How he loathed tuna casserole surprise. He decided to bring the Riddler with him so his brothers wouldn't be able to the dog with the casserole and make him sick.

With the Riddler doing whatever it was dogs did with other dogs and a plate of tacos on his lap, Cary felt comfortable enough in Heather's lounge area to start. "So," he said, turning to both of his most trused allies. "This was merely a brainstorming session. I want something that will linger in the hallways of SHS decades after we've left them." He took a bite of his first taco and motioned for either Heather or Mari to say something.

Mary Anne placed out a stack of movies on the coffee table. She had hot cocoa simmering on the stove, and a bundle of double chocolate oatmeal cinnamon cookies sat next to the movies.

It had been cold lately, so Mary Anne also put two blankets on the couch so they could each have one in case they got chilly. She settled into one of the cushions, flipping through channels, until Cary arrived.

To: caryret
From: maryanne22

Hey Cary,

I just wanted to thank you for the other night and for your jacket. You don't know how much it meaned to me. Thank you.

As means of repaying such kindness, and because I wanted to hang out without crying everywhere this time, I also wanted to ask you if you would like to come over Monday night and have a Christmas movie marathon with me? I have Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and Frosty and about ten other such classics. In danger of coming off as trying to bribe you I also have cookies and hot chocolate. Let me know. :-)

Mary Anne

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She couldn't stand it. Flair's newest message to the school lay open on her computer Mary Anne held in her lap. She felt the tears forming already. One comment in and they spilled over. Wiping them away with the back of her hand, she quickly typed out her feelings, hit send, and closed her laptop. She had to get out of there. She had to get out of her house. She had to get fresh air. So even though her father and Sharon didn't exactly like Mary Anne being out of the house without a friend at this time of night, she knew she had to do it.

Mary Anne didn't have time to change or grab a coat, or anything. The world felt as though it was collapsing around her all over again and all she wanted was to be outside. And so she ran. She was glad her father and Sharon were out to dinner and that her sister was preoccupied, so she didn't have to hear anyone shout after her. She wouldn't have stopped.

The crisp night air hit her. It was so cold her teeth started chattering. But she couldn't turn around. She knew she couldn't go back into the warmth of her home - to the computer. So she kept going. Until she reached the entrance to Miller's Park, Slowing down, she looked up at the sign above it, when she heard footsteps behind her. She drew her breath in, suddenly quite afraid. Mary Anne closed her eyes.

The students were pumped, the Knights had won the Homecoming game! The Gym was decorated and everyone was dressed to impress. 

Tonight would be a night to remember.

((OOC - going up early so the kids can get the dance going! The court will be 'announced' on Sunday night, and the K&Q on Monday night... Let's make this a mammoth thread with plenty for Flair to report on! Votes to Kylie by Sunday thanks :)))

( Handed to Cary before classes on Tuesday )

Luckily Sabrina was able to have her Halloween Bash as planned. None of her preparation had been foiled by Sandy for which she was grateful. Her home had turned into a spooky mansion. Halloween and regular party music played throughout the night.

Three different drink stations were set up. One on the far left of the property for alcoholic drinks, one on the far right for non-alcoholic drinks, and one in the middle for both. By all drink stations were tables filled with all kinds of food imaginable. The entire lower floor was open for guest as were a few rooms on the upper half for those who wanted a little privacy. Anything valuable that could be stolen had been moved to another location off of the estate so that was one thing Sabrina didn't have to worry about.

Everybody who showed up got a Halloween inspired goody bag filled with candy and other Halloween treats. Those who brought a donation of some sort received an additional bag containing a camera and a $100 Washington Mall gift card. People who didn't show up in a costume was given a mask and weren't allowed to enter until they put it on.

Sunny had found the original Friday the 13th movie tucked in the back of her DVD collection, and she had been surprised that she still had it. She hadn't watched it in awhile.

She had put it in the DVD player and queued it up and waited for Cary to arrive.

TO: caryret
FROM: maridrabek
SUBJECT: ( warning: minor sappiness below )

Cary put down his binoculars and sighed. Nothing interesting was going on in his neighborhood. For reasons unknown to him, his neighbors decided to be boring tonight. It was a shame too. He thought it was going to be the night the unmarried couple two doors down were going to break up.

With a frown, Cary climbed down his fortress where the Riddler, his dog, was waiting for him with his leash in his mouth. He took the leash and petted the Riddler affectionately. "I get the hint. It can't be anymore boring out there," he said as he attached the leash to his dog's collar.

Once he was sure the Riddler wouldn't break free, Cary led his dog out of the yard and down the street. When they reached the corner of his block, the Riddler decided they needed to go left. Cary let the dog lead the way. It was much more preferable than sitting around waiting for his neighbors get interesting. Two blocks later, Cary saw a classmate walking around and gently got the Riddler to go in the right direction. "Good night for a walk," he commented, deciding not to go with 'the eagle has landed' for his opening. "Do you do this often?"