Snippet #1916673

Elliot rose up and shrugged. "It's alright. I'm Elliot de La Fontaine! Nice to meet you," he greeted, looking at the light. "Oh, you're right. It's shiny and blue, my second favorite color, other than.." he trailed off, and said rather loudly: "PINK!"

He giggled, rather childishly, and his sleeves flew down to his wrists, covering his hands once again. "Oh darn. That always falls; oh well, I shall deal with it! Oh, oh! Want a pretty light?" The boy asked the girl, pulling out a blue glow stick necklace and bracelet from his pocket, which seemed endless with glow sticks.

Standing infront of her, he leaned down and put the bracelet around her wrist, and got behind her, putting the necklace around her neck then stepping away. "Hurray, blue!~ Oh, and I can deal with bruises. I get them alot, from you know, falling and all that stuff."

He sighed and wiggled back and fourth in his sweater, and he pulled his arms away from his sleeves and pulled them into the base of the sweater, so the sleeves had no arms and were just material, and the way he wiggled made the material flail insanely. "Must dry! Must dry!" The boy chanted cheerily, and in reaction he began spinning in circles to increase the air speed. Or, whatever.

Unfortunately he slipped, though, he stumbled and landed against the wall, not falling, since the wall caught him, and his glasses went lopsided, ready to fall off, on his nose. "Ha, ha. Oops."

The boy fixed his glasses as his blonde, wet locks fell in front of his face. "Girls so totally swoon and dig wet hair on guys, so like, I'll totally keep it this way," he grinned, now happy that his sweater was beginning to dry, and his pants, so probably by the time he got there (considering it was a light sprinkle) to the gym, he'd be dry.

"I honestly, though, wonder why the lights went out. Perhaps a circuit problem? Or something, or..." he trailed off, screaming when he thought of an idea. "PERHAPS! It's because the event they're planning, is, that, the lights have to be out to do it! Or make it fun! Maybe we're missing it! I wanna get there! I love Truth or Dare, cause then, I get to kiss someone if I get da-" he cut himself off, realizing he was rambling, and his whole cheeks flushed a simple tinge of coral, pale pink.

"Oh, er, well, sorry. Hng, let's go.." he muttered, rubbing the back of his head as his cheeks grew to be as dark as magenta roses. He turned around, his lighted self making him able to see, and he made his way towards the gym, occasionally slipping and stumbling forward since the soles of his boots were still, indeed, somewhat wet.