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[sub]A [@metanoia] & [@spooner] Collaboration featuring [color=ff8c00]Jackson “Sonny” Drake[/color] & [color=cf5685]Julie MacMillian[/color][/sub]
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As far as awkward conversations with the parent of a girl who wasn’t his girlfriend, Sonny liked to think he was rather successful in how he handled himself with Julie’s impressive father. He didn’t wet himself, so that was a plus (although, he couldn’t say the same about his armpits). Thankfully for Sonny, he always kept an extra box of wet wipes and his mother knew him too well because they were exactly where he kept them in his truck.

The remainder of the car ride to the country club went a lot smoother and was a lot dryer (thankfully). Sonny and Julie were, if nothing else, proof that boys and girls could be friends without it feeling weird or with the possibility of sexual attraction. Even if he wasn’t in a relationship and wasn’t as close to Marisol or as terrified of her, he still wouldn’t feel anything like that for her. Regardless of the nature of the date and regardless of his true intentions, Sonny genuinely didn’t feel that way for Julie. Nothing about her screamed girlfriend potential for [i]him[/i]. 

Julie MacMillan was a lot of things and one of his good friends was at the top of that list for him.

So he did what he did with all of his good friends: Sonny jammed to bad dad rock with her. She might’ve judged him but hearing her laugh at how great Creed was at being more cliche than a 2000s kids wearing a shirt with a flame design, it was worth it.

When he pulled into the parking lot, Sonny didn’t want to walk miles down, so he chose to park close enough to the entrance but not [i]too[/i] close. 

[color=ff8c00]“With arms wide opeeeeen!”[/color] Sonny sang at the top of his lungs without the benefit of the slightly-better vocals of Creed’s Scott Stapp. [color=ff8c00]“Sorry,”[/color] Sonny apologized, laughing, body turned slightly to the side as he looked at Julie. [color=ff8c00]“Be honest: you had fun jamming to Creed, didn’t you?”[/color] He joked but there was a part of him who was curious.

The redhead just giggled as Sonny finished the song. [color=CF5685]“You have the voice of an angel.”[/color] she covered her mouth as another fit of giggles bubbled up inside her. [color=CF5685]“Oh jamming… is that what that was?”[/color] she said as she opened her passenger-side door stepping out gazing up at the country club. [color=CF5685]“You ready to go in?” [/color]

Sonny got out as well, rounding around the back of the Audi TT, joining Julie on her side of it since it was closer to the entrance. Smiling at her, Sonny said, [color=ff8c00]“Yeah, let’s go!”[/color]

As the two walked in, Sonny felt like the dance committee really outdid themselves this time around. They always knew how to decorate and make use of the Country Club, which Sonny often felt was oversaturated but that was beside the point. Unlike the last dance, he was at that was held at the Country Club, the Valentine’s Dance was held in the ever-expansive ballroom inside. The space was being taken advantage of as Sonny noticed decorative wallpaper that fit the mood that Valentine’s Day was often associated with, a bright, LED light-filled disco ball in the center, providing an unsurprisingly romantic atmosphere. 

Sonny glanced around the room and he saw Jasper and Ariana in the back by one of the tables with heart-shaped balloons and he saw Kavi and Chrissie already making use of the dancefloor, which was to be expected. What wasn’t expected was seeing the usually-macho-looking Kavi Salvador, the king of masculine energy, wearing a striped, pink shirt.

Laughing, Sonny turned his attention to the beautiful redhead next to him. [color=ff8c00]“They sure didn’t spare any expense, did they?”[/color] He said to her, eyes wandering around some more, taking in more sights of the decorations.

[color=CF5685]“No… but then again they shouldn’t with what our parents pay.”[/color] She smiled as she also looked around the room taking it all in. She looped her arm into Sonny’s and steered him in the direction of the refreshments. [color=CF5685]“You think anyone has spiked the punch yet?”[/color] Julie queried, lifting up the ladle and pouring two cups for herself and Sonny.

She offered her date one of the cups and took a sip. [color=CF5685]“Nope not yet.”[/color] She almost sounded a little bit disappointed. [color=CF5685]“So anyway, do you know when Marisol will get here?”[/color] She strained her neck to see if she could spot her. [color=CF5685]“Who did she end up going with?”[/color]  

As he mirrored Julie, he would also mirror her disappointment when his lips just tasted generic punch. He glanced quickly back at the table and noticed that Jasper and Ariana were joined by a third person, someone Sonny had seen around and knew he wasn’t so great of a person, which meant [i]now[/i] the punch would be spiked. Typical. [color=ff8c00]“I think she and Rye should be here in no time!”[/color] Sonny said, raising his cup to his lips for another refreshing sip.

[color=CF5685]“Oh?”[/color] She raised an eyebrow when Sonny mentioned who Mari was taking to the dance. [color=CF5685]“Well, do you want to wait for them on the dancefloor?”[/color] Julie asked, extending her arm towards the already dancing couples. [color=CF5685]“Show people that Mrs. Dramboui’s ballet classes helped us after all these years?”[/color] she laughed. 

Sonny wasn’t the best dancer. Julie knew that. Kavi and Chrissie when they weren’t all about themselves knew that. And Ariana Mossos way in the back knew it too. Everyone had at least a small bit of knowledge about Jackson Torvald Drake Jr’s horrendous dancing ability, yet when Julie asked him, Sonny did nothing to halt it. With their cups resting on the beverages table and both of Sonny’s hands taking Julie’s, Sonny got into a groove. Thankfully the song that was playing had a good beat, so he was able to find a rhythm. His legs moved as though he retained some muscle memory from those times when he and Julie were a lot younger in ballet class but more importantly, Sonny fixated on Julie’s smile. She usually had a soft, regal-like expression that was rarely expressive but he happened to notice all of her pearly whites showing, so Sonny knew he must’ve been doing something right.



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