Her breath was caught as she walked to her car, hoping the seats were warmer then usual. She would need to move to beat morning traffic on her way to ...ork, though hopefully most of it had moved on by this point. Other, responsible adults were already at their jobs and Joanna would take advantage of that. Could she fake a tire-blowout or something similar? Thinking of excuses would occupy her mind as she slipped into the car and sped out of the parking lot.Once she was inside the building,. Their black skin tight crop tops and yoga pants don’t leave much to the imagination, not that we’re complaining.“Hello, I’m Ashley.” the blonde says.“And I’m Nicole.” the black girl says.Nice to meet you. That was an impressive display in the gym.Both girls smile.“Thanks.” Ashley says. “We’ve both been training for years.”And this love of swordplay is what brought you together?“No.” Nicole says. “We actually met in a LARP group.”A what group?“Live Action Role Play. LARP.” Nicole explains. “We. It came out that way the second time she translated it too.. At first she’d thought she’d heard incorrectly, or translated badly. Involuntarily, she found herself wondering what he was talking about. The answer was a feminine gasp and an exclamation, also in French, of, ‘Ohhhh, do that again! It’s wonderful! Don’t stop … don’t stop! Ooooohhhh!’ Claire’s breath caught in her throat. Moving across the room she saw that the door to the library wasn’t quite closed, and she peered into the darkened. " What?" she asked wonderingly and sweetly."Will you go to prom with me?"She smiled, and stopped, slipping her arms up around his neck, and kissing him softly on the lips. "Yes."Prom night.They had spent the whole day perfecting themselves. Facials, manicures, pedicures, and fresh hair cuts and blow dries by their respective stylists at Frederic Fekkai. They had all dressed at Emma's house, while their parents all drank martinis with Emma's parents in the living room, waiting to take pictures..