#rivervale_lodge

"If Jimmy does anything, I promise to smash him."

That gets Samantha a hug "Thank you, Samantha"

She blushes, but grins and shrugs. "You're my friend. I protect my friends."

"I know, its' one of the things that makes you rock" She grins.

But she does give the girl her space

"Okay, okay, I'll ask Symon when I see him. And we both watch Gonzales."

"yeah.. I'll contact her tonight" A nod "Let you know what she says if she does" Timefor more classes

And off she goes. Oh, hey! Shop!

Oh she's NAILING Shop.. no pun intended

Heck, she even escapes a lot of the Sadie Hawkins obsession

for now

(End Scene)

Meanwhile, at school, Whitney is sure to be getting frustrated. This is the third boy she’s asked... the THIRD! And she’s supposed to be the most popular girl in school? But Cody said he wasn’t going, and Zack claimed that he was already asked but wouldn’t say by WHO, and now Brent is going to be going stag with PJ and Squi? Ugh!

Symon trudges in his normal slump down the hallway, ignored and overlooked per usual. It wasn’t that hard to use the information the Bitches had collected against them. Who would want to go to a dance if they thought that they were being asked as a gag, or having been tipped off that the one asking is the same person that caused him to -conveniently- to break up with his girl last semester, but then was soooo understanding about it? he brushes against Chad’s backback, muttering an apology as the note slides into place.

He trudges down the hallway, hiding his smirk.

Symon might hear "So ask me out so I don't look like a dork already!" DIrk's voice?

A girl flees like a man with a hockey mask near a summer lake was around her.

He slides around the corner, holding a book up as though he’s reading whilst peering through greasy bangs.

"Damnit ...what? I'm not asking for fucking romance?"

A blink at the redcap as he glances after the fleeing girl. “Sup?”

"trying to coax a girl to ask me out, damn wimps." He sighs "Anne Marie says I should go... and a NICE boy like me... did your step mom fall on her head as a wilder?"

“Probably. There was a ghost haunting her for a bit, maybe it got grave dust in her brains.” He blinks, thinking a moment. “Why not check with Lucia? She’s too nice to say no, I bet. Tell her Ann Marie suggested it and you’d probably hook her good.”

"Huh... maybe. But I think she's got her eyes on some goober"

“Or Eden? I was gonna see if she was going. I have this bottle of soju at home that is just ACHING to spike something. She could get the chaperones wasted as a prank.”

Dirk facepalsm "Oh ,wait, I'll just scare Goober into dumping her then she'll have to go out with me"

"that's like, romantic right? Eliminating the competition? Girls dig that?"

He nods. “That would work too, but don’t let her know. She might be all oooh, poor baby and go for the loser.”

"Boggans are ap ain in the ass. Eden? Huh... she might be after you, either that or Dagmar? Ah, who am I kidding. Dagmar doesn't know she's a girl yet"

A smirk and he jests, “Did you hear that Whitney can’t get anyone to go with her? Serves Bitch Queen right. Tell you what, if she asks you, I’ll pay you ten bucks to laugh in her face.” A pause and he adds, “Nah, Dagmar is going to do the Troll thing and make sure there’s no trouble. I told her I’d go with so that she didn’t have to get stuck with some mortal chode.”

A moments thought, and he suggests. “Hey, what about Gonzales? She’d pretty bad ass.”

"Shoot man, yeah. I'll take it..the ten bucks I mean."

"Gonzales? Yeah, she's scrappy, but I don't think she likes me"

“Yeah, but she’s kinda hardcore. Maybe she scared off the other guys. Can’t hurt to lurk around and see. Some guys are scared off by a lady that could bounce their balls down the court and slam dunk.”

"Huh.. maybe... I guess I could borrow some of your old man's cologne...or some shit , splash it on the face and try to be zane like"

“Can’t hurt... maybe Z can give you a sure-fire pickup line, or he can hum in the background or something.” He snorts, amused.

"Maybe... satyrs gotta be good for something right? " He says "what about you? You gonna say yes if a girl asks you?"

“Dagmar got me out of it. Ann Marie was gonna make me go anyways, so this way I don’t have to worry about it. Fuck, I just hope she doesn’t try to alter my suit too much. She seems to have gotten this idea that slugs are all obsessed with lace....”

"So Dagmar asked you out to get you out? Huh. " A laugh at the lace "Ha... you're gonna be dressed like Elton John"

He starts to protest, then just hangs his head. A pause, and a malicious grin snakes onto his face. “YOU don’t have a suit yet, do you?” And he steps back quickly out of Dirk’s gorilla grasp reach, and dangles his phone from fingertips. “ ooooh, I’m gonna tell her....”

"I will eat you, crap you out, and eat you again..." Warning

He snickers, and relents. “Okay. How about I tell dad you need something? He’d go formal. I bet some pshycobabble... Dirk is lacking from proper male guidance and needs this bonding time... yeah, that should get you out of it. That is, if you manage to nab an invite.”

"huh.. yeah I guess... that could work"

Dirk seems oddly respectful of Symon's dad.

“Make sure you embarrass Whitney for me, though. And it’s a deal. She ticked me off in class.” A smirk, and he thumbs up to Dirk. “Catch you later. I gotta go take care of something before science.”

"Sure.. laugh in her face. Ten bucks" He nods "Later man"

A wave, and Symon slinks off to set more dissent into motion.... mehehehhehe.

He might see Eden looking for him..nervous

Catching sight of the pooka, he raises a hand. “Hey, was hoping I’d catch you. You going to the dance thing?”

“Because I’m not sure, but I think both Zane and Dirk were looking for someone to go with. I mean, if you hadn’t asked anyone yet. I had a fun idea about the punch...”

"Oh.. well, you now my family..they love sin and debeauchery so.. uhm. uhm..."

"I was going to throw you to the wall and ravish.." She covers her mouth "I mean, would you like to help me take over the world? I.." Blush

“Oh, right. Them.” He frowns a bit. “But isn’t this, like, a school event? All wholesome?” He blanches a mottled green a bit, and adds, “I told Dagmar I’d keep her company there, since she has to play Troll Guardian.”