Summer Camp Spin the Bottle Group 4 Closed

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Interacting | @Gabriella Haworth
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Tensing up as Gabriella kissed her before leaving the thread | Action

The next time the bottle landed on Sarah, she was smiling, expecting another light-hearted kiss to the cheek or a hug perhaps. The fact that she was even contemplating giving one of these near strangers a hug was uncharacteristically open for the young Slytherin, though seemingly the summer camp had managed to break down some of the walls she had which kept people at arm’s length. She stood up, as she had each other time it had been her turn, patting down her dress as she did and waited a moment.

There was something in the girl’s eyes as she approached her – a determination which dared to be threatened. Though Sarah could also sense the nervous energy the girl seemed to exude; she was determined but unsure it seemed. And perhaps in hindsight, had the Slytherin took a second to fully process the way in which the girl strode towards her and the nature of the game she was currently wrapped up in, she might have registered sooner what was about to happen. But the playful undertone which had so far stayed intact for Sarah’s game at least had made her too comfortable and so she wasn’t actually expecting anyone to kiss her. Not properly at least. Nothing more than the faux-kiss she’d received to begin with or the cheek she’d let her lips bush against.

So when the girl did reach her, haphazardly throwing her arms around her neck and pulling her closer than she’d ever wanted to be to anyone, it took longer than she’d have liked for her to process what was happening. The initial shock of wet lips against her own and arms squeezing her tightly did eventually dissipate into wide-eyed fear and then a simmering anger to try and cover up the panic rising up within her. Like usual, these emotions didn’t show on her face, one which remained perfectly neutral. To anyone who didn’t look closely enough, Sarah would appear unrattled by the fact that she’d just been kissed by a girl she didn’t know – she might even look borderline smug. Internally, her mind was racing a mile a minute and she was focussing entirely on not making a fool out of herself and running away.

For once, she was grateful for the hours of etiquette lessons her father insisted were so important. It allowed the mask of perfect neutrality she’d spent years created to fall easily over her features. Even when the girl practically shouted that the kiss had been awful which Sarah tried not to take personally given that she played very little part in the entire thing herself. The girl looked apologetic, but Sarah knew that if she said anything else, she would snap at her and scold her on learning about boundaries and majorly overstepping them. As it was, Sarah was eager to remove herself from this situation as quickly and gracefully as possible so mostly bit back a sarcastic comment and the indignant snort which she wanted to release.

“The feeling’s mutual I assure you,” She said through a forced smile and turned as she noticed tears forming in the other girl’s eyes. She had kissed her, she shouldn’t be the one upset by this whole thing. Sarah clung to the anger she felt in that moment, hoping it was stave off the panic building in her stomach. She could manage anger, that was something she was used to at least.

Not wanting to continue playing this game anymore, any fun she’d been having completely gone, Sarah bent to grab her jacket from where she’d been sat in the circle, offered a hopefully convincing smile to those still playing, and left with her head held high. No matter what she felt on the inside, she’d not let it show. She wouldn’t run away crying, far more capable of controlling her emotions than that, and she wouldn’t let her mask break until she was away from at least the majority of people in the clearing. She was a Lightwood, after all, and stolen first kiss or not, she would keep face.

Haley looked eagerly at Simon and Atlas as they prepared for their kiss and it wasn't too long before their lips met. Haley didn't look at them angrily, quite the opposite, but she still felt a little bit of jealousy rising in her stomach. It should be, after all it was her boyfriend who was kissing someone else, but Haley wasn't sure if it was because of that. Was she really jealous because of him or because she would rather be in Simon's place and have another chance to kiss Atlas? Haley quickly shook off the thoughts, but the blush had already risen to her face and she only hoped that no one could read her thoughts.

"Yes!" cheered Haley, throwing her fist up victoriously as Atlas announced that Haley was the better kisser. She started laughing, of course it wasn't a competition, but secretly she was a little proud too. Haley followed Atlas with her eyes as she sat back down and watched her spin the bottle again. A small part of her hoped that the bottle would stop with her again, but it didn't and the game continued its usual course.

Eventually, the bottle landed on Haley again. It was at that moment that she stopped paying attention to the game for a moment. She glanced around the circle to find the player whose turn it currently was. She glanced around slightly nervously, anyone here could have spun the bottle but several pairs of eyes pointed to a boy with a scar on his face. The others had probably noticed her helplessness and sent her a sign, which she gratefully acknowledged.

Haley smiled a little sheepishly at the boy, would he come to her now? Should she stand up? It felt like the waiting pairs of eyes were burning into her. She couldn't stand it any longer, she felt she had to do something. So she slowly stood up and walked over to him, "So um, you spin the bottle, right?" she assured herself before it could get any more embarrassing for her.

As soon as he would confirm it, she would kneel in front of him so as not to be the centre of attention any longer and wait for his next move. Whatever he chose, a kiss, a hug or nothing at all - Haley would accept.

Action: Accepting a Kiss/Hug/Nothing

INTERACTIONS @Ethen Emrys | MENTIONING @Theodore Duncain
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Perhaps it was for the best that Greta had been caught off guard with that kiss from the Pigsnout boy. Taken aback as she was, all thought of trying to work out what he had been saying had been swiftly vanquished from her mind. In fact, just about everything in close proximity had faded into a quiet buzz of static that mercifully spared her from the image of an emotionally distraught Theodore as he turned away from the lip-locking to spare himself further heartache.

How long the kiss lasted, she wasn't quite sure. Eventually the boy pulled away, though, and her eyes flew open instantly. The smile was the first thing she noticed. It made her stomach lurch in a funny way. The chuckle that followed, however, set that lurching into an uncomfortable vibration as unease set in. Why was he laughing? Had it been bad? Was he laughing at her? She knew she wasn't experienced in this realm, but it hadn't seemed so difficult a task. He'd said something about hitting. Was her kiss so bad that it was laughable?? Like her lips had hit him in the face?

Down-trodden, Greta dropped her gaze to the ground, lips pressing together to stop their quivering as she replayed the scene in her head. It was all she could do to avoid the temptation to glance to the others around the ring. But she didn't want to see them laughing at her apparent head butt kisses as well. Pulling her knees to her chest, she wrapped her arms around them, murmuring quietly in Norwegian in a hope that it would just pass her by going forward.

Apparently she would not be so lucky. In a stroke of gross misfortune bordering on ridiculousness, Greta would swear that the world was playing a trick on her as the bottle from that same boy's hand spun round and round to, once again, come resting upon her. She didn't move, quite certain that whatever her failure was from the last time would put the boy off from wanting to kiss her again. The grin that crossed his features and his smooth approach suggested otherwise. All over again, she found the world fading away, her seafoam gaze drawn to fix upon his as he closed the distance.

It was odd. The first kiss was fine (to her anyway). Able to be shrugged off as just an experiment. Something to gain a bit of experience. But a second kiss? So soon? Somehow this seemed... scandalous. Like a cherry at harvest, Greta's face flushed with the sudden spike in her heart rate. Every bit closer that he drew sent it climbing all the higher. There was no hesitation, no pause. She felt the warmth of his hand on her cheek and tried to keep his face in focus, but it blurred right as he angled in for the kiss.

Reflexively, or perhaps spurred by his own confidence, she eased into it again. Knuckles previously knotted and clutched tightly in the patchwork fabric of her dress loosened, until they eventually released and lowered to find purchase upon the ground to serve as an anchor from which to lean. Knees that had been bent, acting almost like a wall between them, softened and drifted each to a side until she sat cross-legged and receptive.

It was... nice. The kisses. It was like they lit a little fire within her chest, sending a thrill of excitement through her that was entirely different from the thrill of quidditch. Or duelling. She felt safe, the hand upon her cheek somehow serving as a silent promise of protection. He was kissing her again. He. Was kissing her. Again. She started to smile into the kiss. She couldn't help it. Her worry seemed to silly in hindsight. It was like he actually wanted to kiss her. To be wanted. That was a nice feeling.

When they eventually pulled apart, Greta's hand lifted, fingers wiping at her lower lip, the trace of a smile still lingering upon them. "Th-thank you." Her gaze danced between the boy and her hands which had wound themselves in her skirts all over again. "It is nice.." she murmured, cheeks still pink.

Being kissed by Ethen. Again. And kissing him back. Again.

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]R[/font]ejection sucks. If Jack had to be honest, he already was done with this game. Something deep down inside of him was already counting on the rule of threes. There have already been two rejections, so why not make it three? Some of the others seemed to have been getting on the same way. As he was lazily lounging and watching the others, Jack casually watched as Felix leaned in on Alec before a very unexpected reaction. Apparently, Alec wasn't much of a fan of kissing a fella, so with a violent shove, the boy stormed off and quickly followed after the white-haired kid.

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]K[/font]issing, kissing, and more kissing. Woo! So fun. However, after several moments of spinning, kissing, and running, it came to Jack's turn. Lazily the boy stretched out his arm, not really paying attention, and grabbed hold of the bottle in the center. With an uninspired and unenthusiastic oomph, the boy spun the bottle. As it turned, the prefect glanced down and began to pick at his nails. Before he even noticed that the bottle had stopped on a redheaded Gryffindor. It took a moment before Jack had finally looked up. He had to glance at the tip of the bottle to reconfirm. Was this going to be rejection number three? She smiled, and so Jack just gave the nod.

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]O[/font]nly moments before he was going to stand and try again, the girl was already by his side. As he looked up at her, she asked for confirmation if he, in fact, were the spinner. "Yee-up" Easy enough for him to say. With his own confirmation, Haley would kneel before him. Welp. Time for him to try again, because why not? With a shrug, he would lean in and plant a kiss on Haley's lips.

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]T[/font]hank Merlin, That immediately restored Jack's ego to full capacity. It was so strange... is this what people call self-doubt? Had jack never felt self-doubt before? He hated it. In his head, he confirmed that he would never again live without confidence. Jack knew, for a fact, he was perfect. Crisis averted. It took a moment before he pulled back, but afterward, Jack would nod again. "Nice. I knew that I am a good kisser. I shouldn't doubt myself." Jack was back to being insufferable.

Interaction with @Haley Rose
Mentionign @Alec Mason & @Winnie Harper(Felix)

Action: Regaining his already huge ego, and kissing Haley

-Interacting with @Opeila Winters Theo Duncain,@ Simon Kincaid-
- Action: Getting close to Simon and accepting a kiss/hug/nothing (depending on what he decides to do)-

Lydia smiled at Theo, taking note of his name in her mind; he didn't have a familiar face, so she assumed that he must have been a student coming from one of the visiting Schools. "Nice to meet you too," she said, and seeing that he was okay with her kissing his cheek, the red headed girl closed the distance between them and left there a quick kiss, her cheeks slightly flushed in a sudden burst of embarrassment. As Lydia pulled back she adjusted her hair behind her ear and smiled back at Theo, before going back to her place.

As the rest of the round went by, Lydia couldn't help but notice how it seemed like the number of people playing got smaller and smaller, and wondered if that was how the game was supposed to go; Of course nobody ever wrote in books or showed in movies how exactly the game continued, or how it ended, after the scene with the main character was over, so Lydia had no idea on what to expect.

Then the next round came, and Lydia observed how a boy with a familiar face -so most likely a student from Hogwarts- spun the bottle and it landed on her. She looked up at him, her eyes moving from the bottle to the boy's one, and she gave him a half smile, before she made her way towards him. "Hey! I'm Lydia," she friendly said, and waited to see what the boy would do.

Moderation Post - Round 4

Ethen Emrys was totally enjoying kissing Greta Fransson it seemed! Neither of them hesitated to go in for a second kiss! He would take the opportunity to spin the bottle again after their second kiss. Was he hoping for a hat trick? The bottle had other plans, stopping at Haley Rose. Weirdly though, Haley also spun the bottle and got Greta... How weird that the pair would end up separately but only to get the same person?

Felix Kolbeck was, obviously, still dreaming of that handsome tan Durmstrang boy that he met at Truth or Dare. Either way, he figured he would go for the kiss - this time far more gently. Alec Mason was having none of it though. After shoving the former boy away, both of them moved away from the bottle, leaving the area.

Gabriella Haworth kissed Sarah Lightwood and... neither of them enjoyed that. After deciding that they both hated kissing, they left the area and stopped playing the game. Smart, really. A lesson learned for the future, most likely.

Atlas Reid would find herself spinning the bottle to land on... Simon Kincaid. Wait, had they not been there already? How many times was this? Were they trying to kiss more times than Ethen-Greta?! Was this a competition? Who knows but guess it is now!

Jack Warren was finally in great spirits again after his bromance came through and his former partner agreed to kiss him. Spinning the bottle with such an aura of confidence must have helped the bottle to know what he wanted - another cute girl to potentially kiss. It pointed to Lydia Cooper!

This Round's Pairings

@Atlas Reid and @Simon Kincaid
@Haley Rose and Greta Fransson (@Evelynn Decipio)
@Jack Warren and @Lydia Cooper
@Ethen Emrys and @Haley Rose

Make your choices. Will you kiss your partner or not? Now is the time to decide!

Theo Duncain (@Opeila Winters) - did not post, so was not included in the rolls
@Alec Mason, @Felix Kolbeck (Winnie Harper), @Gabriella Haworth and @Sarah Lightwood - left thread

You have until 26th August to post.
This will likely be the last mod.

Note: You do NOT have to post in order. Please post whenever you can. I have just put the rolls in order but you don't have to post in that same order at all.

Interacting With: @Simon Kincaid
Mentioning: @Ethen Emrys and @Haley Rose

Feeling a bit down from her first rejection of the game, Atlas pulled her knee to her chest as she let out a quiet exhale. She had never really faced rejection in her life as humorous as that was at her young age but still she wondered if Theo found her to be too flirtatious for her liking. Why did she care what he thought? It wasn’t like she was going to date him...And it wasn’t like she was the only one who had faced rejection in this game. Perhaps her fluttered thoughts were only adding to the uneasiness swimming in her stomach.

Subtly tracing her eyes up to the other side of the circle, Atlas rested on Haley for a moment as a small smile tugged at her lips before she found herself looking away, running her hands through her hair. She was so stupid for feeling this way. Both she and Haley were in committed relationships and yet she could see Haley’s emotions mirroring her own. There was something there, a playful fire that they shared and the most she could hope for is that she and Haley could be friends after today.

There was no way she would be able to never speak to her again. Perhaps Atlas could invite her to a Quidditch practice get together or maybe a trip to Hogsmeade. To be honest she didn’t really know all that much about Haley but she was dying to become more acquainted and hopefully Haley was too. As outgoing as Atlas was, she didn't really find herself hanging with anyone apart from Ethen but maybe Haley could change that.

Simon was the first to spin the bottle as Atlas nodded to herself pulling her focus back to the game as her eyes followed the bottle round and round until it slowed and stopped in front of her. Letting out a little laugh at Simon’s quip, the young girl followed him with her eyes but felt her chest tighten as Simon turned to look at Haley. She couldn’t help her brows furrowing as she wondered if he was looking at her to see her reaction to Atlas. Did he pick up on their connection earlier? Was he jealous? Did he feel threatened?

His next comment as he returned his focus back to her, made it seem like he wasn’t upset as Atlas quickly relaxed her face, playfully rolling her eyes in response. Before she had time to prepare, Simon was gently intertwining his fingers into her hair as he pulled her in for a soft kiss. Closing her eyes, Atlas could feel the warmth of his breath as the familiarity of his kiss sent a shiver down her spine. Feeling Simon deepening the kiss, Atlas started to pull away as she felt his hold on her head.

Her heart picking up pace, Atlas couldn’t understand why Simon was still kissing her as she forcibly gave him another kiss hoping to satiate him before starting to pull away once more. Simon’s free hand moved down to her side and held her in place as her heartbeat pounded in her ears. He wasn’t stopping. Why wasn’t he stopping? This was just supposed to be a quick kiss to appease the bottle and that’s all. With the force Simon was giving, Haley would think otherwise. What if she saw Atlas as a threat and didn’t want to see her anymore? What if Ethen thought Atlas was enjoying Simon's kiss more than his? She wasn’t, but from how this looked, the people she cared about could end up getting hurt.

Trying to pull away once more from Simon’s passionate kiss, Atlas could feel her nerves building up as she felt her body going hot. Placing both her hands on Simon’s chest, Atlas forcibly pushed him away from her.

“What the hell, Simon?!” Atlas bit back a look of anger and hurt showcasing in her eyes. “What are you trying to prove?!”

Keeping her eyes locked on Simon, Atlas waited for some sort of explanation. She wanted to look at Haley and Ethen but she was afraid of what she would see in their faces. Did he just ruin everything for a stupid game? Did he do this on purpose so that Haley would be mad at Atlas? There was no way he actually had feelings for her so why did he do it?

Haley looked at the boy with furrowed brows, had he really just said that? She didn't really find the kiss earth-shattering and his ego was more than unattractive. "You wish." She replied, rolling her eyes, and sat back down in her seat.

Even though she wished the whole thing would be fun again, it wasn't. Simon was clearly upset but she couldn't place why. Was it because she had kissed someone else? No, that couldn't be, he was doing it too after all and just a few minutes ago they could joke with each other about it. But what had she done then that he was suddenly so different? With her eyes still puzzled, she followed him and watched as he now placed only a gentle kiss on the back of the girl's hand.

The uncertainty would not last much longer as the next round started and Simon's bottle landed on Atlas, again. Coincidence or fate, whatever it was, it would only complicate everything. This time Simon didn't hold back, it almost seemed like he wished he could kiss Atlas again. Could Haley blame him? No, the kiss was nice, but this was not why Simon was happy about it. With shocked eyes and slightly open mouth, Haley watched as he didn't hold back and kissed Atlas passionately. What the heck, mister? Was he really serious? Was his ego so bruised that Haley was called a better kisser to begin with? It was all just a game and some fun. Haley could hardly believe it and while she didn't know the real reason, she noticed the anger rising inside her. She would have loved to just get up and leave.

Get up and leave, that's exactly what she would do but not before it was her turn. Haley wanted to get out of here as fast as she could. She took the bottle and spun it and waited impatiently until it finally stopped. While it sound and spun the girl didn't look up from the bottle and definitely didn't look at Simon or Atlas, after the kissing scene she hadn't given either of them a glance. The bottle stopped and Haley looked up at an unfamiliar girl, but she didn't really care. She stood up, her gaze fixed only on the girl. Her face was serious, but when she arrived at her destination, she put on a slight smile so as not to scare the girl. She offered her a hug and as soon as it would be accepted or rejected, Haley would turn around and leave the round without further ado.

Action: Offering a Hug and leaving