They were the days that seemed to go by so quickly despite all the planning gone into creating it. Sometimes what occurs in that single day has a lasting effect to carry on that special day even more, but sometimes it has its negative effects aswell. However, it couldn't go amiss at how great the Prom looks however, with all the young men in suits and tuxedo's with shirts of many colours, some with bow tie and some with a regular. It wasn't only the young guys that dressed for the occassion but the birds did too with their dresses, some short, some long, some sparkly, some not, some flowery, some not. This was of course just the attire, but then inside you had your buffet all laid out, and your tables, and then the most attractive of places was of course the dance floor in the middle and the dances that can be seen on it, which again had a variety.
It seemed wherever a prom was, there was always variety and something different happens in each place. However, those in Brook Forge High would certainly have something, or rather someone different, compared to all the rest. This someone loved to have fun, loved the thrill and excitement, the adrenaline of being 'number one' which is exactly how he felt. This guy was Adam. At least, it was the name he called himself and made people aware of, with the name meaning 'first' which sums up how he is quite nicely. However, it is unknown whether Adam is his true name or what, only that he is alone, he looks young like those all attending the prom, he dressed suitably like all the other young men and like the other guys, he was single and out for a good time.
Course, Adam's way of having a good time differed to others, since he was not normal. He may look normal and may act a little eccentric, but he was not normal, he wasn't even human, he never aged, he was a constant meaning what you see, is really what you get. Why? because he is an immortal, a man that does not die, and unlike other mortals, he had in his possession may gifts, which instead of doing good, he exploits it on the weak, all for having a 'good time'. He's been doing such for a while now, a few years, going to some proms, some clubs and at such times, trying to resist the urge to become center of attention, and having everyone adore him. Course, what was there not to love....
As of now, he was dressed in the suit of a waiter. Why? Well he couldn't be a star of a show if he started as one now could he? He had to make a spectacle of himself, or at least, a spectacle of others first before he shone. Not only that, but he couldn't really argue against his attire when it complimented him so well since they were of tight fit so it fit around his bum quite nicely and still remained the slim, slender and attractive male that he was. If such an impression hasn't been given already, Adam has plenty to gloat about which goes straight to his head, but he don't stop him. Not at all.
As of now, he paced the Hall with a tray of champagne in his right hand while his left hand was behind his back, as he offered a drink to people. As he done so, he saw one girl not joining in the party, and it wouldn't be any fun if he didn't have a captive audience. Seeing as she was looking out the window, he smiled as he then lifted his left hand and clicked his fingers, as the window then opened as a gush of wind invited itself into the party, causing Adam to snigger as he turned away and immediately took cover round everyone else incase he was spotted, before he got another trick up his sleeve.
Such tricks really were under-handed but it was for amusement just the same as he approached a table where two girls were seated. He lowered himself to offer champagne before clicking his finger once again, before turning to the young lady next to him, "Excuse me miss, are you expecting?". The girl turned to him with a red face, "How dare you?!", but in response Adam looked taken aback and glared at her belly, "I'm asking generally, as you seem to have a little bulk on you". The other girl stood up and leaned forward and saw what Adam saw, before putting her arms on her hips, "I'll kill 'im", before the girl with the 'bulk' then stood up and followed who Adam guessed was her sister or her girlfriend. Who knows these days?
Boy, now what else could he do? Survey the goods of course, as in his head, he wondered what other games he could do.....
(OOC: Upto you if you approach him, though if you do, she'd probably be one of his targets for his next round of 'games' *heads up*)