The Gala

Short Story

The song used during the dancing ^^ (for reference)

"You look beautiful!!" the maiden gushes in awe as she admires my outfit. I walk over to the tall, wide, body mirror that sits in the corner of the room. A tall stunning figure stands dressed wonderfully, with a blank expression. Is that me? I couldn't recognize myself, all the make-up covering my flaws, my thick brown hair curled and tied up in a stylishly messy bun, to show off my sweet-heart square neckline and dangling diamond earrings. Some loose curled strands of hair sit shaping my face. My eyes travel down to my beautiful blush colored dress, the upper half is a corset kind of look, with white lace flowers, and jewels-that spread out above my goodies. The lace covers the whole top, including my elegant poofy shoulders. The dress then gathers at my small waist, then flows out again all the way to my ankles, the sparkles in the whole bottom, glistening in the light. My sparkly heels are revealed too. I look back into my own light green eyes.

Wow.

"Hurry my love, you're gonna be late, the ball starts in 2 minutes! They're going to introduce you 3rd" the maiden explains, grabbing my hand which has silver-diamond rings wrapped around some of my slim fingers.

"3rd?" I repeat.

"Yes 3rd, your father is the 3rd biggest Mafia business there is" she says in an obvious tone.

I chuckle quietly to myself. Right, I knew that. She pulls me right in front of two large closed doors, one man dressed in a suit stands before me. I gulp down my nervousness, "Good luck Avina" the maiden woman smiles, leaving my side. I turn back in front of me, and admire the carvings on the large closed doors. Gold vines outline the frame, carved flowers and thorns stand out as well.

"Avina, you're next" the tall, scrawny boy stands opening the doors. I clench my hand into a fists then release, and take a deep breath, walking forward. The scrawny boy closes the door behind me, I glance then turn back to see a massive hall lit up with diamond chandeliers, candles, and shiny tiles. Round tables are set fancily, and are placed all around the sides of the room, leaving a large space for dancing, and reminiscing.

I walk forward, my heels clicking as I get to the grand staircase that leads down to the beautiful hall. "Avina Banks, from the Orenda Mafia" the older man to the side of the staircase, calls out. All eyes shoot towards me, glares are given. As well as stunned, amazed, and astonished expressions. I walk down the long marble steps, searching the room for him. My enemy from the Orphic Mafia. My mission that was never completed. He knows what he's doing, he's smart, sneaky, strong, ruthless, and did I mention handsome? I know he's here...

Boom.

There he stands, a tall champagne glass in his hands, staring at me like the others, as I walk down the grand staircase. Our eyes don't break eye contact. Until I reach the bottom step, being accompanied by my father. His arm linking mine, leading me to the side, as the next name is called. "You look wonderful Avina, great work. I need my daughter to stand out, it's good for business too." he says sternly and quietly.

"Thank you father" I smile slightly.

"Now go make amends, but hold off the mission with the Orphic Mafia Leader, tonight is just making sure all Mafia's are intact and to show off their kids, that will one day inherit their father's work" my father explains.

"Yes father" I nod, slipping away from him.

Sipping down my glass of champagne, I make my way all around the hall, getting stopped by all sorts of Mafia leaders, and their sons, rarely daughters. I am one of few. "You look stunning Ms Banks" a tall, blonde haired, brown eyed, slim, inheritance smiles.