CHAPTER II: "It's like kissing a Ferrero Rocher"
Kaye's POV
(Flashback)
I do like to go to parties, well particularly birthday parties, wedding parties, and anniversary parties. I've been into a real party before, but I went home crying like an idiot and thats because they told me that it was a costume party when it wasn't really. Well, partying wasn't really my thing anyway. And being here in this scandalous place wasn't in my plan.
" Kena, are you sure about this?" I asked.
"whaaaa-aaat?! " she yelled against the loud music and waved her hand unto the air following the beat of the music.
"I mean this whole Mascarade-beach-party-thing!" i shouted back, eager to be heard. I was so tensed the whole time we've been inside this huge party tent. And I know by now, Kena feels how uncomfortable I am.
"uh-huh. You'll be fine. Trust. Me. " Without a chance to see how desperate I am, Kena stares at the two fire dancers performing at the both sides of the stage. She flirtatiously raised her hands and waved at the guy on the right.
"Lo-ovely Evening Ya folks! And welcome to the 2013 Mascarade Beach Partyyy!" The Host which also seems to be the DJ of the night welcomed us all. The people squealed with excitement and those people outside the tent slowly made their way in to join us.
And the DJ continued, "Are you ready to party hard?! Coz' we'll gonna blow some music in this place yoe! Have a drink. and lets start the party rockin ". The DJ played random remixed music which was honestly good. The music blowed loudly and the people started to dance with it.
At the middle of the music the DJ announced something that decreased the sound of the music and stopped me, Kena and the rest of the people from dancing. "Yow people dont forget the last part of this event, coz ya'll surely love it. Something Mysterious will be Fun. "
Kena and I looked at each other and right now we're having this mental-conversation-that-only-weird-people-can-understand.
"MYSTERIOUS".
We both giggled like a blonde having a boob expansion, i mean sorry for the word but yeah.
Kena asked me to come with her at the lady's room for some retouch but i really dont think she needs that. She's actually perfect without those, well i always told her that and she would tell me how envious she is about how pretty i am and how perfect my complexion is but for honesty purposes i really dont think i am. I just look FINE i guess... not.
I dont have any sort of what we call 'self-confidence' , that even if people would tell me how pretty i am , and other flattering words about me, I would always feel less.
She's applying some Mac powder foundation and some orange matte Revlon lipstick until she realized that i was just staring at her like watching a youtube tutorial of Michelle Phan and not doing it myself.
"Heey! I bet you're falling inlove with me now. Stop staring girlfriend and start working!" I was surprised by her ourburst and laughed hard enough for me to grasp for air.
"Oh come on! You know I dont use such things Kena. I already had my Mask on, I dont need that for more" I simply said while brushing my now messed up hair with my fingers.
She looked at me like im a sort of lunatic and stared at my face. Is there something wrong with my face now? Okay here we go again.
" You know what, you're 18, you're beautiful, you're intelligent and for what i know is you should be atleast fixing the fixable than leaving it like you dont care at all" she said it like it was her last will and testament. But she has a point.
