Locked TABLE 14 | Sweethearts Tea Party Event

@Samantha Salwis @Delphinia Averescu @Natasha Schneider @Lucinia Thawin

The blue eyes studied Samantha's expression. The expression on her face, the excitement in her tone evinced how trivial that day was taken by the brunette. Some kind of hatred- or at least displeasure was expected on her friend's- former friend's face. Blinking hell... she was simply disappointed.

The exasperation within her won't be shown. Not in front of the other girls, at least. The affection- no, the soft corner for Samantha controlled her. Besides, others curiosity to know the happenings in her chaotic life would be the last thing she wants.

Letter? She will not give up, will she? Why so Stubborn? Whatever! Lies are easier than truth. A fake smile was excellently plastered on her face, "can't be more good, how are you?". The tone in her voice remained indifferent. No excitement. No annoyance.

The smashed white chocolate in her hand was dropped down on the table, "Ah I was about to..." as her eyes switched to the letter. Three letters. Three letters? Surprise. However, Samantha's will be the last one she'd pick to read. To show without actually showing how she feels.

The fingers that reached for one of the letters stopped abruptly. An unnecessary comment on her dress piqued her. The pretence of contentment with Samantha's company ended up hearing insults? Seriously? The blonde was well aware of the fact that the last one looked pretty but is there any need to point that out? To have unwanted attention?

"Oh maybe, but who cares about other's opinion?", the bright smile couldn't endure any longer on her face. A little break was given to her temper when Lucky questioned about the letter, "It sure should be ours...?" as she scrunched her eyebrows where the statement shaped into a question.

Sharing? Letters being read out to others wasn't a fun idea, to Vivian. That's not important information to pass on to others. Why should others know the content in her letter? Samantha already started reading hers and it was from one of the girls there. Not a friendly letter. And they don't even know each other? The blue eyes shone with curiosity as they kept glancing between both.

Her letters were finally lifted off the table. Her already ruined mood was devastated as she finished one of them. In her busy schedule of running away from her own boyfriend, where will she have time for other's man? "Seriously people!" She shook her head in disbelief. She can't take responsibility for others actions of attracting her attention. Flicking the darning letter, "Stop your man from crossing my path". Her voice was a little louder just in case that person was nearby... Or maybe it's from one among the girls?

After the professor's announcement, the blonde gazed at the people approaching others with a rose in their hand and some started... fighting? Pity that she couldn't witness it close by but the girl still watched the inaudible multiple movies with her mouth half-open.

@Vivian Nightshade, @Lucinia Thawin and @Delphinia Averescu

Vivian didn't look good, Samantha had seen her way happier. Normally the duelist wasn't good at decoding how people felt, but she knew Vivian. Her friend wasn't doing good or her definition of good has changed drastically over the last two months. Samantha had spent way too long worrying about her friend. It had been enough, she had tried everything in her power to get the story out of her friend and still failed. Maybe, just maybe, if Samantha acted like nothing was wrong Vivian would start acting normal again. "I am good too, even better now you are here!" she said with a big smile.

Samantha nodded agreeably when her Hufflepuff friend asked who cared about others' opinions. "Not me, we should wear what we want to wear." she said like she was the wisest in the room. The fact that she didn't care about others' opinions didn't mean Samantha was going to keep hers to herself, no way.

Delphinia was certain she hadn't written it and Samantha had no reason to doubt the girl's words. After all, a mysterious letter, which she would have written to Delphinia, had appeared out of now where. "It looks like somebody is trying to get us to be each other's Valentines," Samantha joked around, "maybe fate wants us to be valentines." The little giggle that escaped her mouth showed how idiotic she found that idea.

The brunette was happily surprised when Delphinia complimented her outfit, she wasn't used to it. Which wasn't a big surprise, since her usual outfits were horrendous. Unsure how to reply the little blush appeared on her face again, "I- thank you." Samantha looked down, well aware of the blush that had formed on her face. Why was she blushing? She didn't want to blush! Though it was weird for her to get complimented on her appearance, Samantha realized it wasn't that bad. She now knew how her sister, who always got compliments, must feel like. For once Samantha was happy that her sister was at home with her parents, otherwise, Delphinia would have complimented her sister instead of her.

The attention of the young girl was drawn when one of the professors started talking and explained something about roses. Could you imagine, getting one of those roses and being forced to give it to somebody?! Extremely happy that she didn't get a rose, Samantha focuses on her table and started rambling again.

Samantha looked up as soon as she heard Delphinia say her name. "The cupcakes, I think one of the professors baked them, if I am correct it was professor Lécuyer," she looked around if she could find him, but soon gave up. There were too many people in the ballroom, the professor was probably busy. Happy to be talking again Samantha continued her story. "We got to decorate the cupcakes ourselves in the great hall the other day. You could also make something with chocolate, but I didn't do that, because I know that Vivian," Samantha turned to the girl on her left, who she was talking about, "doesn't like chocolate, so I went with the cupcakes." A little smile appeared on her face as she looked back at Delphinia.

The first-year Hufflepuff talked a lot and asked tons of questions, which Samantha liked. The more questions the other girl asked, the more she could talk. "I can't show you the shop I brought them or teach you how to bake these specific cupcakes, but I do know how to bake other kinds of cupcakes. You see, my grandma used to be a baker. She even had a bakery and every time we go to the Netherlands to visit my grandma and grandpa she teaches me and my sister how to bake. So I know a thing or two about baking, though I have never tried baking without my grandma, sister, dad, or mom." Samantha rambled on, forcing the other girls to listen to her. During her story, Samantha moved her hands around a lot and her face showed exactly how she felt. From being a little disappointed she couldn't show how to bake the cupcakes to being proud of her grandmother and herself for being able to bake her face showed it all. "You said your father loves red velvet, do you like it as well or do you have a different favorite cupcake taste?"

Lucky told her she got chocolate and cupcakes and offered Samantha some. Very pleased with the offer Samantha got a piece out of the bag the other second year was holding up. She happily thanked the other girl and quickly ate the chocolate. Finally, Samantha started to look through her own stuff and was pleased to find six chocolate cupcakes topped with blue icing and an eagle draw on them. The rainbow sprinkled dark chocolate bark also looked great. Because Lucinia had offered her chocolate, Samantha did the same. "You want one of my chocolate cupcakes or chocolate bark?" she asked the other girl, as she held up the box of sweets. "Maybe we could trade some of our cupcakes? You give me a vanilla cupcake and I give you a chocolate cupcake?" Samantha looked around the table to see what the other girls got, ready to trade even more sweets.

Edited my post, because I was blind and somehow didn't see Lucinia's last post

SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!

It seemed that Orion was not finished with his parade of roses just yet, because as the next song started a batch of fresh roses started to descend from the ceiling. This time the roses were white, blending in with the decor but still different enough for the first batch. The roses would glide downwards land only at the tables that had not received any of the first batches; 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 14, and 16. Having already received their roses, tables 2, 3, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, and 15 were now perhaps a bit less confused and could submit their requests to the harpist. (PLEASE NOTE THAT IF YOUR TABLE HAS RECEIVED A ROSE YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REQUEST A SONG OR SPOTLIGHT THIS ROUND).

@Samantha Salwis would discover that they were one of the individuals selected. If they were to pick up the rose, they would discover a small note attached that read the following:

YOU'VE BEEN SELECTED AS ONE OF OUR BACHELORS / BACHELORETTES. THE MUSIC IS ABOUT TO START SO GO FIND AND KISS YOUR VALENTINE! DON'T FORGET TO GIVE THEM THE ROSE!

P.S. For those too shy I will gladly pick for you
-O.L.

The students had a choice to make or risk the chance of a certain French man making the choice for them.

You've received a rose!

Your character has the ability to select one person to give the rose to. This person will be considered their 'valentine'. The OOC purpose for this is to A.) Add even more drama or B.) give characters an opportunity to move tables.

To move tables you must message a mod which table you wish to move to before it is confirmed. Please tell the mod your in character reason for wanting to move to this table. Why? This is to prevent tables from becoming too populated, as this is not the only round we will be doing this.

Keep in mind that once you move tables, you will be unable to return to your original table unless you are given permission to do so!

If you do not pick a 'valentine' by the next mod post, Orion will pick one for you. Trust me, you'll want to pick your own!

CONFESSION AND SONG REQUESTS

Several students decided to take the opportunity to confess their feelings. Just not in the... Erm, traditional way. The spotlight would bob its way over to Erin Ryan, who was just announcing how Nicholas McCowan made her feel... Or something?

"Can't remember saying this but it is probably true," not that she actually believed it but where is the potential fun in that? "As I like my boys a bit plump and you ████ need a bit of meat on your bones I AM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU, please accept this gift. Also, know I will suck the █████████████ MEANNESS out of anyone that tries to steal you from me." The areas where there were blocked words, well she used her imagination...

The song requests also started to come in...

Anonymous would like to dedicate Space Age Love Song to all the Bachelors and Bachelorettes, go forth and love, you silly kids!

Annie would like to dedicate a song to Serena Towers, Wannabe by the Spice Girls. She adds in, "long time no chat, hope things are going well my friend."

HOW YOU LIKE THESE CUPCAKES?

Although the children had decorated the cupcakes (for the most part) the night prior, Orion had made the cupcakes himself on the night of the 12th. He had put a lot of work into the dozens upon dozens of sweets. Thankfully he was a competent baker after years of crafting late-night pastries. Unfortunately, he was also sleep-deprived, which seemed to be a common problem throughout the night. If anything were to help Orion realize he needed help with his restlessness, it was the Tea Party.

That being said, there was something... Special about a few batches of cupcakes. As the night of the 12th wore on, Orion had become tired and had accidentally used a different ingredient. Amortentia. He had realized his mistake and had gone to toss the batches out, but unfortunately, his sweet tooth got the best of him and he took a quick snack break to munch on some of the sweets the house-elves themselves had made. A common ingredient in their food being a forgetfulness potion. Oh dear, it seemed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had forgotten all about the cupcakes' secret ingredient.

As @Delphinia Averescu bit into their cupcake, they might notice it smelled quite possibly like their favourite thing. They just may find the next person who met their gaze to be rather appealing...

Amortentia Rules
1. Consent is important. Please ask your character's victim new sweetheart if it is okay to have your character become obsessed with them.
2. Seeing your own reflection in a teacup is a valid option.
3. For this round only, the length of the effects of the Amortentia is up to you. Taking a bite after this round means accepting the chance that your character might have received an Amortentia cupcake, and your character will be affected for the entire round.
4. If I have missed your character biting into a cupcake, please let me know. From this point on we are asking that if you eat a cupcake, you place the information on the bottom of your post to make it easier for mods.

Tagging: @Vivian Nightshade @Samantha Salwis @Delphinia Averescu @Natasha Schneider @Lucinia Thawin

@Delphinia Averescu, @Vivian Nightshade

It was like she had jinxed it. Samantha had been so happy that she didn't get a stupid rose and now there was a white rose laying in front of her. The brunette stared at the rose like it was going to attack her before she carefully read the small note attached to the rose. The stupid note make it look like it was a good thing to be picked as bachelorette and also told her to kiss! The note had no right to decide that she had to kiss somebody! Kissing was disgusting, no way she would do that! Samantha continued reading with a disgusted look on her face, did the writer really think that she would kiss somebody?

The second year would have ignored the rose if it wasn't for the last part of the note. She didn't want to kiss anybody, but she would never let anybody else decide who she needed to give the rose to. After reading the note 3 times, just to make sure she had no other choice, Samantha looked up and turned to Vivian who was sitting on her left. "Here," she said with a little smile as she handed the white rose to her friend, "I hope you like it. This little note says I need to kiss you, but I am just going to hug you." Samantha quickly wrapped her arms around her friend, hoping she would hug back.

The idea of trying one of Delphinia's cupcakes sounded rather appealing to Samantha. Every sweet was welcome, after all, they needed to make up for the fact that she had just been forced to give Vivian a rose. Though it was clear where Delphinia was going with her question, she didn't finish it. Instead, she started blushing and looked at Samantha like the second year was all that there was in the world.

At first, Samantha didn't notice and only wanted to try one of Delphinia's cupcakes, but when Delphinia called her cutie Samantha looked down uncomfortably. Samantha didn't like being called cute, Vivian knew that, but the first year didn't. Sam started playing with the cupcake, which was laying in front of her when Delphinia complimented her. Only when the first year offered her a cupcake, did she lookup. "Thank you," she said smiling as she took the cupcake for the other girl.

"I am good, though I hope these cupcakes taste good. They need to make up for the fact that the note from the rose asked me to kiss somebody!" She was still very annoyed at the note, did the teachers want her to get cooties or something? When Delphinia told her that she bet people stopped to stare at her because she was so pretty, Samantha's face turned red. "I- no, what do you mean? I am not pretty," she mumbled nervously as her blue eyes looked at the girl. Samantha didn't consider herself pretty nor did she want to be.

@Delphinia Averescu

When Delphinia told her not to be modest, Samantha wondered if the other girl was right. Was she pretty? No, her sister was beautiful, she was nothing in comparison to her. Besides, she didn't need to be pretty, she already was smart. The first year was almost leaning closer to Samantha, who leaned back a little trying to larger the distance between her and Del. Samantha didn't believe a word the other girl said, there was no way she was the prettiest girl she had ever met. But Delphinia seemed certain that the second year was the most beautiful girl in the whole world. "If you think I am the prettiest girl you have ever met, you haven't met my sister yet. She is way prettier than me." Samantha nervously tucked her brown hair behind her ears as she looked down at the table.

Saying she was pretty was something Samantha disliked, but telling her she was something she hated. "I am not adorable," she snapped. "Can we please talk about something else?" She was annoyed, which you could hear in her voice, but she didn't want to hurt the feeling for the girl who kept complimenting her, so Sam thought it might be better to switch the subject. Maybe the other girl on the table could talk about something and get her out of the spotlight.

A high-pitched giggle was followed by a proposal to go on a date and Samantha's head turned completely red. She just realized the compliments weren't meant in a friendly way but a romantic. "Uhm, I-" she started talking but quickly stopped. Normally the brunette always knew what to say, but now she couldn't think of anything. The other girl proposed owling and even breaking curfew, which quickly snapped Samantha back into herself. "No way we are breaking curfew. Rules are important and they are there for our safety, so there is no way I am breaking them." The rules were very important to the young girl and she knew them all by heart. She had only broken a couple in her life, from which 2 for her best friend.

Delphinia started talking about her dad and Samantha hoped that they could stop talking about her being pretty, according to the first year. The brunette took a bite out of the cupcake she had gotten from Delphinia, hoping nobody would talk about dating again. Well, Sam got what she asked for, Delphinia didn't talk about dating anymore but had switched to marrying. Samantha had been peacefully eating her amazing-smelling cupcake, but when the other girl brought up a marriage that changed. She was shocked, this girl was talking about marriage. Samantha almost choked in her cupcake before the other girl asked about her family. "No way! I ain't marrying you! I am just 12 years old!" she said in shook.

Action: eating a cupcake