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With Vinnie Lovecraft coming over, Draconia slipped off, trying very VERY hard to not look suspcious, even when her wings accidentally smacked Heath in the face with his own textbook. She found Whinnie and Devlyn, chatting with each other under the East Stairwell. Whinnie gave Draconia a cold look.

"Ya'll better not be here spyin' on me for Chase." She warned. Draconia gave her a reassuring smile. "My brother's been actin' like his aft half is donkey, not horse."

"Of course not, Whinnie. I think Chase has been just unreasonable these last couple of weeks."

"Hmph. You don't have to live with him!" Whinnie crossed her arms. Devlyn crossed his as well.

"Believe me, though, I've seen his stubborn streak. Remember when he and Glen started dating, and I wanted to doubles with Manny Taur?" Draconia thought back to Chase and Manny's yearlong grudge with each other, caused by the long-seated distrust between Centaurs and Minotaurs. It had gone from being competitive with each other, to a full-blown battle, and as a result the two of them had earned an unlifetime ban from the county Scare for destroying an entire mirror maze with their tussle. "And now he and Manny are thick as thieves. Chase will come around. He just needs a way to work through his, er, muleheadedness."

"S'pose so." Whinnie agreed, still sounding a bit doubtful. "Just wish he'd do it before Tombcoming. I don't want him t' spoil my first dance, Drake! He's treatin' me like I'm still a foal!"

"Oh, don't fret so, Whinnie." Draconia put a helpful claw around the young centaur's shoulder. "Once this big game is off his mind I'm sure things will calm down. Oh! Speaking of-"

Draconia pulled out the envelope Perry had given her and handed it to Whinnie.

"Here are those tickets for the game I promised you! The End zone! You'll have an uhhh-nbelievable view, right between the goalposts! You'll be able to see everyone on the field, all the time!"

And...Draconia thought as Whinnie happily took the tickets and showed Devlyn....Everyone on the field will always be able to see you....

Chase was one of those Motthew high-fived, and his ever present boofriend Glen was offered one, but as Glen's eyes were on his iCoffin, he absently raised one hand and was knocked off balance by Motthew's enthusiasm.

Chase quickly caught Glen by the arm before the little witch could fall to the floor -- that's a real manster for you!

"Easy does it there Glenster!" Chase quipped as he continued trotting down the hall, high-fiving those who offered it but his attention was clearly elsewhere -- as was Glen's, ironically enough. "We can't be havin' you do yourself a mischief! I want both feet ready for bustin' a move tomorrow night."

Chase stopped Deuce and inquired, "You seen Whinnie?"

"No, dude." Deuce answered. "Sorry."

Deuce went on his way and Chase huffed in annoyance as he continued to roam the halls, searching for his sister while en route to first period.

"You all ready for the big game tonight?" Glen asked.

"I was born ready!" Chase smiled, casting a wink Glen's way. "Those gargoyles don't stand a ... where is that sister of mine??"

"Chase!" Glen stopped and looked up at his much taller hunky centaur. Only when Chase realized Glen was no longer directly at his side and had called his name, did he stop and turn towards him.

"You called, my little bromantic boo?"

Glen said, "Are you sure you're ready? I mean, this game is very important to everyone. I mean, the entire school, and... well, you've really been distracted."

"Aww, I'm fine!" Chase assured him, turning his head quickly as he thought he saw the familiar sight of blonde hair with pink highlights, but alas, no. He turned back to Glen and continued, "I'm just a bit concerned about..."

"OH MY OZ!" Glen shrieked, his eyes again on his iCoffin.

"What!? What is it!?"

"Oh this is too much!" Glen chirped happily, grabbing Chase by his beefy arm. "C'mon! We need to find..."

...

"DRAAAAAKIIIIEEEE!!!"

Glen's high pitched shout had many kids jumping and spinning around, expecting some kind of emergency. The aforementioned target of Glen's 'fog horn' shout herself jumped and almost dropped her books when her little bluddy came charging down the hall, one hand holding aloft his iCoffin, the other dragging Chase along!

And by dragging, I mean LITERALLY! Chase was being drug along the school hall, all four hooves scrambling to right himself!

Glen came to a screeching halt and let go of Chase who went sliding right by Draconia and into a slow mob of zombies, scattering them like bowling pins!

"Drakie! Look! Looky! Looky! Looky!" Glen said with more excitement behind his voice than was (ab)normal! He held up his iCoffin for his beastie to see the screen and his body spasmed with excitement!

"My mom is coming to the game tonight ... AND SHE'S BRINGING MY AUNT SCARIE WITH HER!"

sad Vanissha was a little boo-ed out that she wouldn't be able to preform in the pep rally today. With the substitute Fearleader's helping out in the pep rally what was the point in even wearing her uniform? She did have to show her school spirits with her school colors though.

She sighed again not being able to talk to anyone and just posted another picture or Ascreama for Tombcomming.

After all it was good to help out a friend, right? If Ascreama get to be Tombcoming Queen And Vanissha will Stop at nothing to be Prom Queen. And The two beat Friends could rule to school together!

The idea helped to brighten Her mood a bit, and she smiled to herself.

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It was finally time for the much anticipated Pep Rally. Ronan wasn't sure what to expect. He'd never been to or even really heard of a pep rally before. From what he did understand, there was a show and an anticipation of a lot of cheering and yelling.
Right now his mind was more on finding Doriana, and he searched the sea of black and pink for her familiar blue and white form.

Jostled by the crowd as they filtered into the clawditorium, he very nearly lost his footing, stumbling and knocking into... who else but the very ghoul he was looking for.

"Doriana!"

"This is crazy" He had to shout to be heard over the shouting and singing of excited and over enthusiastic monsters. "Is there somewhere quieter? You said to meet you to talk!" He gesticulated wildly, hoping she could understand what he was saying.

Doriana grabbed Ronans arm and pulled him out of the crowd, pulling him into a large equipment room. The lights were on inside, and the door blocked out the sound. She pulled her hair behind her headband.

"Yes yes. So tell me again what you asked?"

"uh.. " He felt a sudden wave of uncertainty. "Well.. Dashner didn't think I should ask..." And he still wasn't sure why, Dashner hadn't really been too helpful when he'd asked for clarification back at the dorms.
He'd gone to bed more confused than ever.
"But.. " He brushed his hair out of his eyes, took a deep breath and launched into it. "You and Mothew seem to get on well, are you certain you would not rather he attend the dance with you?"