RafexKiara Tangled Up in All Your Pieces // Riara

Chapter 7

"We are proud to continue this tradition with you all, and hope our 22nd Annual Masquerade Ball will be a memorable evening." The host said loudly through a microphone.

I am dragged to this event every year by my parents. It's just a bunch of kooks and buisnessmen from all over the place that put their money into trashy partying rather than charity.

While dressing up, wearing a mask, and dancing the night away with random hot kooks is fun, it's a waste of time since I need to give Hart his cash by the end of the month.

Right after this, I had to go win the bag. I've been training in the gym and using John B's punching bag at the Chateau.

However, Hart's sensitive little ass couldn't handle the truth and I wound up having to have 2 weeks off from fighting.

I sigh as I fix my mask to keep it from ruining my makeup. I don't usually wear makeup, so it was weird to wear it. Not that it's bad, it's just not me.

Looking for a clock, I tap my feet impatiently. Two more hours and I'll be outta here.

"Kiara, don't slouch. And please fix your mask." My mom snaps at me scoldingly. 

Bitch. I see you trying to act all innocent in front of everyone.

I fake a smile "Yes, sorry mom." I say earning a nod from her.

Okay, she can be a bitch like all the time but, I love her nonetheless.

Already bored, I walk towards the concession stands and pick up a plate of brownies.

A whistle sounded behind me. Turning around I immediately recognize Kelce even with his mask on.

I mentally sigh. I had the bastard by the shirt the other day. The audacity.

Since he did not recognize me, I decided to play along. "Care to dance, sweetheart?" Kelce inquires as he holds out his arm.

I cringe, kid has no game. Shame, because he dressed so nicely. I'll give him credit for the confidence but damn he's a douchebag.

"After my brownies," I reply. Priorities first. Kelce smirks, "Of course, I'll be right over there waiting for you." Kelce winks.

I wish my brownies were pot so that I would forget this dance in the morning.

After sneakily taking a sip of wine, I finally make my way towards Kelce, preparing for whatever may unfold.

As we start dancing, I put my hands on his shoulders, wanting to take him to another room and knock him out. I start swaying to the music.

"What is your name?" Kelce asks. I'm on the spot and mumble "Kenzie".

We start to synchronize as Kelce says, "Nice to meet you. I don't remember seeing you around here. Are you new here?"

"Something like that." I say waiting for the song to end.

To kill time, I think about punching Kelce.

"Welcome to the Outer Banks. Let me know if you'd like a tour guide." Kelce says winking.

Definitely not.

"There's a little party at Byron's tonight. You should go."

I have a bag to win tonight.

"I'll think about it." I say in a sweet voice.

The dance continues for a bit longer. Kelce is actually a pretty good dancer, but I won't boost his ego.

After the song changes, I am finally able to break away from Kelce. But before I can reach my brownies, I am spun around. I'm face to face with Pope. "POPE?!" I say, covering my mouth as I realize he wasn't supposed to be here.