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[color=darkred]“Jo, let’s go! We gotta get there earlier so I can set things up!”[/color]

Dressed up in a rather short [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b5/44/26/b54426a38f457e8f82b527378381ffb7.jpg]Snow White costume[/url] and holding her school robe (to be used in the rare emergency that she was in danger of being caught by someone in the staff), Demi stood at the door of the girls’ dormitories. She was tapping her foot impatiently as a Jasmine-dressed Jomana stood in front of the mirror, giving herself one last once-over before leaving for the room of requirement. The best friend duo would soon be on their way to the Halloween party of the century, and they wanted to make sure they looked the part. In Demi’s case, looks were of much importance tonight. She was dead-set on reminding Kalder of what he'd had and lost, with the added bonus of teasing the hell out of Noel. Both men, along with their squad, would be present at the event. On Demi's end, Jomana and Caleb would be in attendance. And of course, so would Beatrice the Backstabber. 

During one of their meetings, Noel had told her that Kalder suspected they would be attending the Halloween party together. This piece of information did not worry her, but brought an amused smile to her lips instead. The poisoning must have killed off some of Kalder’s brain cells if he thought for a single second that she and Noel would actually attend that party together. They’d gone to such lengths to keep their ‘relationship’ private: why blow it off now? Exactly: they [i]wouldn’t[/i]. It went without saying that Noel’s and Demi’s usual rules of public interactions applied to this party: we know each other from class, end of story.

What Kalder didn’t know was that she’d been left in charge of DJ duty, and she fully meant to abuse her power. In between light-hearted songs that inspired the need to dance in the party attendees, she planned to sneak in jabs at Kalder with a select few songs that she’d chosen specifically for this purpose. Demi knew it was an absolutely petty thing to do, but who was going to stop her? She [i]had[/i] to do something about how he’d chosen to parade around with Beatrice and never her. Forgiving and forgetting was not exactly in her vocabulary, and this was the best chance to make her voice be heard. 

[color=mediumorchid]“Okay, how do I look?”[/color] Jomana asked Demi, turning away from the mirror and facing her best friend. The latter was still not responding, eyes locked on the window. Jo sighed, then tried again in a louder voice. [color=mediumorchid]“Demetria! How do I look?”[/color]

Demi, who had been lost in her little world of possibilities in which Kalder got down on his knees, begged for her forgiveness and made amends for all of his mistakes in front of everyone, looked up distractedly.

[color=darkred]“What?”[/color] she immediately replied without thinking. Jo sighed again, looking at Demi with an exasperated expression as she vigorously pointed at her outfit. [color=darkred]“Oh, the costume? You look hella good in it, Jo. Might even break some hearts tonight,”[/color] Demi teased, shooting her friend a playful wink.

Jo rolled her eyes, but smiled brightly to let Demi know she was just joking. Jomana walked the few steps from the full-length mirror at the end of the hall to where Demi stood by the door. [color=mediumorchid]“Okay, love. Let’s do this.”[/color]

Demi gave Jomana a mischievous smile. [color=darkred]“Forgive us, Father, for we are about to sin.”[/color] 

She locked her arm with Jo’s and together both Disney Princesses left the dormitories, the common room and made their way to the Room of Requirement.