Desperate Measures. Larissa Weems x Marilyn Thornhill

Perfect

POV: Larissa

(Its the day of the Raven)

It wasn't every day I get to relive my favorite part about this school. All the stress about this day had faded away, everything was perfect, but you weren't here. I tried for so long to forget you, it just never worked. I dreaded this day, to see you in that dress was too much for my fragile heart to take. The duties of being principal meant I couldn't avoid you, no matter how much I wanted to. but the moment you walked through that door, I couldn't keep my eyes off you. The way you strutted over to me, how jaw dropping you looked in that dress, it was enough to make my knees weak.

Darling, you look perfect.

The first thing you said to me when you walked in was "here's to a night they won't forget". You weren't joking, soon I would know that tonight was truly a night I won't forget. My Raven wasn't so different from this one, yes, the night was filled with sheer disappointment, and the boy I asked turned me down. But that wasn't who I truly wanted to go to the dance with. I wanted to go with that wretched Morticia Frump, but deep down I knew she wasn't you. As that same night I am filled with disappointment when those thoughts of us never being together crawl back into my mind. Then I saw that smile that could light up any room and began to feel my heart race. The way you look up at me, I can already feel my cheeks burn. I very discreetly pull myself away from the conversation before you noticed anything

It wasn't until the night was almost over that I was able to gather enough courage to come talk to you. I wondered the crowd looking for you, I then soon realized that you were nowhere to be found. I would except defeat that easily, I waited several minutes more for your return, before I set off looking for you. The crowd could handle themselves for a little while, I won't be too long. That's what the plan was, little did I know I wouldn't return.

I searched up and down every hallway, in hopes I would bump into you. I began to lose hope and thought maybe I would never find you. I wasn't sad or mad, I was disappointed. I retreated to my office, where I sat in front of the hot blazing fire, I opened a bottle of wine to numb the pain of disappointment.

POV: Marilyn

(Marilyn's point of view on the dance)

Since working here this has been the first dance I've been to, I've been so excited for this day. We all get to dress up and express ourselves in our own unique ways. I've always enjoyed working with kids, but being able to teach them about something I am very passionate about. I've never really felt that I fit in anywhere, but to be here with the outcasts, it's made me realize we all belong somewhere, and I belong here.

I've been excited for another reason, to see you in a dress all glammed up. It's a shame really, you're so beautiful you need to express it more often. I know it's wrong, it's been drilled into my head that we can't be together. My heart just won't let me except that it's never going to be. I've tried for so long to get you out of my head, so many nights I stayed up thinking about you. I don't want to know what's new with you, I try to ignore the small talk we have every morning. I don't want to pretend, my body doesn't long for your touch. I am stuck on this once again, I don't know if we can be friends, just one look from you and I am a mess. This pining I have for you, it never really goes away. It was never enough what I wanted it to be.

POV: Larissa

I was in the middle of having a drink of the bitter yet sweet wine, when I heard what sounded like a glass breaking right outside my office door. With a sigh I pried myself off the chair and went to investigate what the sound was. As I put my hand on the doorknob I hesitated when I heard someone mumbling on the other side. I couldn't make out what they were saying but the voice sounded very similar. I swung the door open to see you, you were keeled down picking up piece of a porcelain pot.

You looked up at me with worry in your eyes "Principal Weems, I am sorry to have disturbed you, I-I was just passing through and-and I". I kneeled beside you before you could get the rest of your sentence out. I picked up the remaining pieces and stood up in front of you.

"Would you care to keep me some company" I offered with a small smile. A smile lit up on your face when you looked up at me. We both walked into my office, I gestured for you to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk. I leaned against the desk by you while I tried to come up with some small talk when you beat me to it.

"The dance was sure lovely Larissa" you grinned. "Thank you, Marilyn, it's much appreciated" I replied.

"You know I left the party because I was afraid, I would say something stupid to you, yet I was still drawn back to this office, you just looked so beautiful in that dress. And I know I shouldn't be saying this, but I couldn't keep it in any longer." You expressed, I was stunned. I never thought those words would be coming out of your mouth.

I pushed off from the desk, I gasped the arms of the chair and leaned up to you. With my heart racing and blush spread across my cheeks I leaned in close enough to have our lips finally connected for the first time.