12 YITF, Chapter 8: The Gala Pt. 1

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Srry I was late again this week! Life seems to get crazier and crazier! - Naomi

Ev POV

Drew was acting weird. But I ignored it. I ignored it on Monday when I got the official invite. On Tuesday when I choose a suit. Wednesday when I was bombarded by reporters. And finally Thursday when Kruz waltzed into my office.

"Green? Why are you still here? Don't you have a gala to get to?"

"I do but I had wanted to stay until the market closed," I answered without looking away from my screens.

"Well you look great man. Just make sure to wake up in your own bed tomorrow,"

"That won't be hard because I don't plan on going to sleep in someone else's bed," I said as I cashed out the market and stood.

"Aw come on man! Have some fun! Don't you ever have fun and just bring a random guy home?"

I tugged on my suit jacket telling him, "No, you're thinking of yourself. Well minus the guy part,"

"Yeah, well you should. It's fun. When was the last time you-"

"Nope. Not talking about that. I have to go anyways,"

"Uhhh!" Kruz whined and flopped on my couch, "You're such a killjoy!"

I scoffed and looked over the city. I had a pretty good, if not perfect view. Manhattan was looking good that night. The black outline of the city with the white lights from houses and cars looked like a movie. I focused my gaze on my reflection in the glass instead of the city in front of me. I was wearing an all-black suit, unbuttoned at the top with no tie.

"Are we trying to impress someone?"

"A, there is no we. You are not coming," I began

"But I've never been to a 'Gala'! It would be so much fun!"

"No. And B, I'm not trying to impress anyone,"

"Okay...sure...no one is being schmoozed by Green O'Brian tonight!"

"Goodbye Kruz," I said as I walked towards the door.

"Be safe! Wrap it or don't tap it!"

"Fuck you Kruz," I answered, flipping him off as I walked away.

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I pulled up to the museum and tried to duck all the cameramen hoarding in front of the doors. I barely made it halfway before I was completely surrounded and had to be escorted by security the rest to the doors.  Again.

I was really starting to hate all the press coverage the New Beginning was getting.

Inside, the museum was actually pretty nice. There were a lot of white pillars and white marble bricks made up the walls. The entrance room was large and circular, decorated with sandstone statues of Greek gods, Christian Saints, and Roman deities. At least, that's what the plaques in front of the statues said. I showed reception my invitation and they pointed me in the direction of the Art Hall that the gala was being held in. To go with the New Beginning theme, the Hall we were in was the Renaissances Hall.

As I entered the room, I was handed a glass of champagne that tasted both expensive and like liquid gold. The room was split into two sections. The far side of the room was taken up by a large semi circle table covered in a white table cloth. It would later seat a few of the most famous players, and the head coaches for the interview portion of the night. The side of the room I was on had tall circular tables spread throughout the room for people to stand and talk around. I made my way to the closest art piece and tried to figure out what it was.

"This one is supposed to be the Three Wise Men by Leonardo DaVinci," Drew stage whispered behind me.

"Really?" I questioned without looking away.

"Of course not I can't even tell what that's supposed to be,"

I turned to him and tried not to look like a teenage girl with a crush when I saw him fully.

He was wearing a dark green suit with a black dress shirt also unbuttoned at the top and a diamond stud in his left ear.

"Eyes up here dumbass," He chuckled.

My brain had run with my dignity and it took me a moment to remember where I was and who I was looking at. As soon as I snapped out of my trans I could feel my neck turn red as I tried to keep my blood from rushing to my face.

"Let's go look at some other ugly paintings," Drew offered with a smirk that said a lot more than words could.

I could already tell that it would be a long and embarrassing night. 


I'm excited to see what happens next! Also, I want to know how you found me. If you've gotten this far in, I want to know how you found me and why you stayed. Please comment/vote and I might be taking a hiatus after next week but idk yet. -Naomi

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