Madder than Hatter [Wattys2017].

_Strike three!_

The nineteen & twenty Act ~

•Kyle POV •

"I wanna go home". Stage whispering and taking in the huge building in front of me with awe, I swallowed thickly talking to the guys standing by my side.

(Kyle Winex don't be such a wuss). Upon saying it in unison Matt and Mad exchanged friendly smirks.

Even their names sound similar.

Thinking that to myself; I frowned.

" this is too much for my humble self we will stick out like sore thumbs". I told them still not tearing away my gaze from the fancy hotel building.

Matt stifled a laugh then walked down the red carpet toward the entrance like some hot shot celebrity.

Mad threw her hair behind her shoulder, smiling at me smugly her dress was fluttering left and right toward the entrance like some hot shot celebrity.

I looked at Ben expecting his betrayal too but Ben grinned bowing and ushering me to go like some professional butler.

Something that lightened my mood and I appreciated it.

Lifting up my tie and unconsciously touching my glass..mask I sighed, diving in the unknown head first.

' Keith father, Dimitry Twining is the owner of series of famous hospitals -like usual I forgot the name of which- and Mad told me that he met miss Helen, Keith's mother in Colombia university and end up marrying her, coincidently enough she was the only heiress to a series of famous pharmaceutical groups- name also forgotten- and together they made an empire known at every and each corner of the world '.

So the sleeping figure called Keith is actually not filthy rich he is practically a gazillionare.

Wow.

He turned out to be a real sleeping princess..ehm prince.

Not a ninja or secret assassin like I assumed he was at first.

My mind wasn't really shocked and I was able to digest this fact easily, I mean he is Josh and Grayson buddy, he had to be something as big as that.

Pausing for a second, I felt a heavy lodge being placed on my lungs, laughing to myself I thought of something ridiculous.

-No wonder we didn't work out-

I mean look at the world they live in !

My thoughts blocked out the floating classic music around me, letting out big breath I eyed the glowing chandelier hanging from the Victorian-designed roof.

All the guests were chatting in pricy suits, elegant cocktail dresses; even the waiters were sparkling and carrying around trays with crystal glasses.

The music..the dance floor..the jewelries..the masks..the smell..the dim lights.

-I didn't feel out of place...I was out of place-

Suddenly my high spirits plummeted and I felt a bolt of pure loneliness coursing through my veins, I felt like I was being deceived all this time, deceived by my own mind that draw for me the illusion of our 'good friendship'.

This was the only thought that conquered my mind and caused me to bump into someone by mistake.

Taking a step backward I blurted quickly ."Sorry".

We both froze in place the guy looked at me in silence, I felt my world spinning as I met his hidden eyes, he was wearing full black mask; locks of his red hair peeking from above it.