Chapter Five

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"Miss??" Glancing up, I pulled at my skirt so it was even and wasn't caught on anything, or showing anything..

"Anarchy." The overly tall man smiled politely, his bleach blonde hair shinning in the lobby light.

He nodded, and smiled, showing off perfect pearly whites. My eyes scanned his chest for a name tag of sorts, but found none.

"Luna Anarchy, go right on through." My attention was drawn straight away to two red velvet doors.

I stepped through and as soon as I did i regretted it. The room was bight, filled with hundreds of people, each wearing different dresses, colours and shapes of all sorts The men were all basically the same, aside from a select few, no one stood out to me.

The room itself was magnificent, the walls were high, supported by six large pillars, three on either side, evenly spaced. Between each pillar were wide rectangular windows, looking down on the bright and busy streets of New York.

"Beautiful night out." I let out a small sigh and tore myself away from the window to look up at my brother.

Without skipping a beat, I pointed to his olive tanned face.

"Zero, you're mask." He felt his face with one equally tanned hand and chuckled, fishing his mask out of his pocket and pushing it on with his thumb and index finger.

"Ah, thanks little sis, would have forgotten." Zero had changed his usual attire of baggy jeans and tight T-shirts to a lightly vertical stripped suit, shinny black dress shoes and a black mask with golden swirls engraved onto it.

"You did." I mumbled, turning and plucking a champaign glass off a passing tray.

"Oh no, no, no champaign." Zero prided the glass from my hand and took a short sip.

"Hypocrite." I muttered darkly, my glare cutting though to even Zero's ego.

"Ahem, have you seen anyone you recognize yet??" He coughed lightly and combed his wild hair down, doing pretty much, nothing.

I shook my head, my tangled curls swaying with the flow of my head.

"No, I doubt Ebony would be here, she's in Miami right now." Zero chocked on his alcohol, a steam ran down the left corner of his mouth.

"Is she??" He snickered, swiping at his mouth and when his hand was gone a stunning smile was lift in its place.

I swung around, away from the window's bright lights and straight at Zero's cheeky smirk.

"Don't tell me, I'll guess. She's here, isn't she??" I growled, fisting my hair in both hands I let out a small sound of frustration.

"She's in another room greeting the important guests." Zero nodded, waving his hand I the direction of an open archway, two double oak door swung open, but no one daring to walk near the doorway.

"Well what do I look like to you??" Rolling my eyes, I faced away from my 'beloved' brother and turned to face a girl.

This girl was short, not as short as me, but not you're average height. She had waist length, curly, brown hair and an hourglass figure that complemented the black and blue lacy dress she wore.

"I?? You mean we??" Zero scoffed and followed my lead, also turning around and smirking at the girl.

The girl cocked her hip and crossed her arms tightly to her chest.

"No, I mean me, why do you think I said it??" I groaned, shacking my head, I turned back to the window and continued staring at the beautiful city lights.

"Lucy." I felt two hands on both of my shoulders, the slung around my neck and pulled me into a bear hug.

I patted her hand and she let go and turned me around again.

"Let me look at you." She cupped my face with both of her pale, soft hands, squishing my cheeks together while doing so.

Unshed tears began to form in her green eyes, with one hand she scrambled to prevent her mascara from running and ruining her makeup artists work.

"You've grown so big, it really has been two whole years." I scoffed and knocked her hand away.

"I hadn't noticed, time sure does fly when ones having fun." Her face turned hard, as if she was only just realizing on the circumstances we left on.

"Come now my siblings, we mustn't miss Ebony's big speech, she needs us. You know how she gets when talking in front of big crowds."

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