The Ball...DUN DUN DUN.

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We entered the limo. I was thankful that my dress was knee length. Yui's dress was like, holy shizzle full length. But I have to admit, I was kind of jealous. I mean, it was pretty.

Yui looked very classy with her makeup. Her lips were in a bold shade of red. It made her more...bolder? It made me slightly self conscious of mine. Her skin was clear. I touched my forehead. I think I have a pimple.

The boys on the other hand...HOLY SHUZZLE DAMN THAT TUXEDO EFFECT UGHHHH. It made them look mature. Just by looking at them in their tuxedos makes me want to just grab one of them and make out. Don't judge!

I looked into my bag. "Okay, phone, got it. Wallet. Eh, I guess. Pens, check. Band aids...wait. Where are my band aids," I looked through my bag, trying to find my stash of band aids.

"Why do you need band aids?" Yui asked me. I looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "When I fall down duh," I said it, as if it were to be obvious. Hey, I tend to be clumsy okay?

We soon arrived to our destination. I awed at the lights. "Ooooh. Preeettttyyyyy," I commented as I stepped out. There was a guy standing at the door of the limo, holding out his hand. Annnnd I ignored him. Like I legit didn't see him.

Yui tapped on my shoulder. I turned around to look at her and saw that she was pointing towards the guy. Poor guy was slightly embarrassed. Reiji was NOT impressed. Hehe, sorry Glasses Butler.

"I am so sorry. I didn't see you there," I apologized before looking at his hand. "Aaand I am not much of a 'Holding hands' type of person. It's ticklish." The man nodded.

Yui held the hand of the man and walked behind me. The guys were all being respectful and bla and bla and there's me...just acting like a 9 year old.

I was swinging my arms freely, while humming the tune, Mr Sun.(but it was during the night. So huehue).I was looking at the building, then the people. There were a lot of adults and women in red dresses. I mean, purple and maybe black dresses here and there but many were wearing red.

I looked up to the building. The lights. Were. BOOTIFFOOOOLLL. I stood on the spot, starring up. I didn't notice that people were already entering the building until I felt somebody grabbing my arm and dragging me inside. I looked down and frowned. "Hey! Subaru! Stop dragging  meeee!" I tried to pry his fingers off my arm but they were not coming off!

I soon just gave up and felt the ache from the pressure growing on my arm.

We soon reached what I guess would be the ballroom. It was big and fancy. Filled with...uh...shiny floors. Yup. Shiny floors. So shiny that they could replace mirrors.

I looked at other women's dresses. Some were very...cleavage showy. I mean like, might as well they go in with their undergarments. Some looked itchy. While some looked very comfortable. Like blankets. Yup. That would be how I would describe them. Just like blankets.

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