The tailor walks into my room holding a large black bag which I assume where my suit is in. My dad went all out, making me get a brand new suit, meaning new measurements each time. Which was a bitch because I kept getting poked with needles, which was entertaining to Shawn, who is seated in the corner snickering at me.
He had it lucky, well more like he refused to get in a suit, saying something about being itchy and he was just lazy. At least he didn't need to make an appearance, he just had to stay in the car unless something went wrong.
Shawn groans as he dies in a game he plays on his phone, tossing it on the other couch.
"Well you have fun being in an itchy suit I'm gonna wait in the car." He marches out of the room and I roll my eyes. I zip open the large back to show the dark blue suit with a bow tie around the neck of the hanger. I change into the suit and stand in front of the mirror tying my tie.
I get multiple texts from Shawn telling me to hurry up making me roll my eyes and put my phone on silent. I tuck in a silncer gun into my boxers from behind before putting on my blue blazer to cover it. I grab my matching blue mask and hurry outside.
I see Shawn inside a black car that has the windows tinted. I swing the car door open and hop into the passenger seat. The car is cool, the leather seats making it colder, Shawn has "Stressed Out" by Twenty One Pilots.
He starts driving and drumming his fingers against the steering wheel to the beat of the song as he hums along. The drive is pretty long, meaning I fell asleep, what can I say, I can sleep anywhere at anytime.
Shawn wakes me up by blasting the music to max volume, I'm pretty sure people from a 5 mile radius could have heard it. I groan and throw a punch towards his jaw, glaring at him. He just laughs it off and nods out the window. I look to see a large mansion like house across the street from where we parked. Every light was on, there were lanterns and fairy lights outside, and there were people in gowns and tux's like mine at the outside buffet, and much more inside.
"You stay here and don't get into trouble." I say to Shawn winking as I exit the car, it's something he should be saying to me. He just rolls his eyes and goes back to using his phone. I slip my mask on, disguising my face as I walk up to mansion like house. There was a guard outside asking everyone for their invitation slip. I pull mine out from the inside pocket of my blazor and hand it to the guard. He takes it, double checking it before nodding inside. He keeps the piece of paper to himself as I walk in.
I look around and take in everything in sight. There was one large chandelier hanging above me, with smaller ones scattered across the ceiling.
I bring my head down to look around at the people, more specifically a guy in a green and black patterned tux. But my eyes fall onto a pair of girls. One of them,the brunette, shorter than the other is wearing casual wear to a formal ball, a simple black tee tucked in a pair of black jeans, finished off with a leather jacket.
The other girl, she has pitch black hair, whos taller by a few inches is wearing what seems like a two-piece dress. My eyes rake over her body, and damn. I can't help but bite my lip. She has the curves of an hourglass, and the dress makes her tits look just fantastic. My eyes go back to her eyes to find them looking into mine. I throw her a smirk until I look over her shoulder and see the man in a green and black checkered tux.
I make my way through the crowd and follow the man. We go into a secluded hallway and I peel off my mask, finally that thing was annoying.
"Holy shit-" The man says eyes widened as he stares at me.
"Yea it's me now give me the damn list." I say impatiently but his gaze goes over my shoulder. I turn around to see the girl in the blue dress earlier. She sees me and rips her mask off. You've got to be fucking kidding me. It's Kylie. And my vision goes red with fury, and before I know it, we launch at each other.
