Chapter 2- The last night alive

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Previously

"Ladies, Welcome to my home." He spoke.

I turned my head to him to pay attention. Will he explain the trick now?

"Now, this is no ordinary trick, but a prize to the winner."

"Well, what do we have to do?" Mary Ann asked.

"All you have to do is ..."

"Klaus!! What are you doing?" screamed a lady that came from around the corner. Her beauty was of an angel, with eyes that can grant her every desire.

"Rebekah, darling, I was just about to tell these lovely lady the trick I will like them to perform. Do not interrupt!" Mr. Klaus said annoyed.

"We do not have time for that, we need to get ready for the ball, and unfortunately you do not have a date, so we need to go find you one." As Ms. Mikaelson starts walking away she turned slowly as if an idea popped up in her head. "Wait a minute. There is three beautiful ladies here, and one of them can be your date. This can save us so much time."

Klaus reverts his attention back at us. More specifically, me. My heart beats rapidly as the goosebumps arrives. Is he going to ask me?

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Now

"I would love to go to a ball!" Liz volunteered "That is like every woman's dream. Unfortunately, my sister and I are in committed relationships,... But my friend here, Cat, is very much single!!! And It is her 21st Birthday today!!!"

My heartbeat increased. A partial lie Liz told. Mary-Ann is also single. Why would she volunteer me?

"Great! It is all settled. Cat, follow me and I'll show you a variety of gowns you may choose from. We look fairly similar in size." Rebekah squealed. "Matter of fact, all three of you lovely ladies may join. The more the merrier. Follow me!"

Mary-Ann, Liz and I follow a suit. We are really being very trusting to these strangers, but I don't sense any danger or dishonesty from them. To be truly honest, this is a one in a life chance to get dolled up and dance with someone I will never see again. I sound foolish, but if anything happens, I'll be surrounded by a crowd of people, I should be fine. I hope.

Rebekah leads us upstairs to the first bedroom on the left. This must be her room because there's probably  thousands of photos of her in cosplay. In the photos she is dressed as if she lived in every century, starting from the first camera. She must be a model. She leads us through some double doors that opened up to a room full of clothes. Yes, room, A closet is far to small to describe it. 

"Well, feel free to pick the dress that suits you!" She turns around and grins at us.

"I love this, I am unable to do this with my sister Freya. So this will do." She then walks away searching for her gown. We follow.

20 min later

Mary-Ann is the thinnest out of the three of us. Yet, her dress canvased a lady with fine lines. A strapless dress that was royal blue, and sparkles that shine so bright, as if she's glowing her self.

Liz dress was quite fitting for her curves. She decided to wear a long A-line emerald green dress with spaghetti-straps. A split on the left side that provided a hint of her heels that laced up to her ankles. As basic as it seems, it was perfect for her.

Rebekah dress was immaculate. It was an off the shoulder tulle long sleeve pink gown. at the waist a vine of flowers stretched as if they were roots and at the bottom it was chiseled but kept together.

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