Finding Jemima

Ballroom surprises

JEMIMA

We pulled up to a grand building with lots of people going inside looking stunning in their formal wear.  As we stepped out of the car, camera flashes went off everywhere and people started shouting out questions, I clung onto my brothers arm hiding my face from the lights and noise. He pulled me in close wrapping his arm around me as he felt my body completely tense up, I could hardly move, and Matty was practically pushing me along with him.  We got inside and I was still clinging to him, we must have been ushered into a side room as it had gone quieter and I heard a door shut.

"FUCK" I heard max yell in frustration, my grip on Matty got tighter.

"Jem listen to me, your ok, we're inside, your ok" Matty was talking into my hair.

"They must have found out we were going to be here tonight, bloody press, bloody paparazzi" max continued to vent

"Your not helping max, Shut the fuck up!" Tom snapped at him.

"I just knew something like this would happen" max ignored Tom and vented some more "is she ok? MATTY! is she ok?" He now sounded more panicked than angry.

"Jem take some deep breaths ok" I followed my brothers instructions as he rubbed my back and held me tight. "I'm so sorry Jem, I should have prepared you for all this, it gets I bit crazy when the press find out where we are."

"It's ok" I said shakily, I wasn't crying at least, I was just a bit shaken up. Matty pulled me away from him so he could see me, he raised my face to his.

"you ok now kiddo?" I nodded taking a finale deep breath. "You wanna go in or just go back to the hotel?"

"Let's go in, I'm wearing this bloody dress now, no point in wasting it after all the trouble we went to get the bloody thing." I gave him a half smile, before max engulfed me in hug.  "It's ok max, I'm ok" I told him. He let go, ruffled his messy hair and nodded at me. I adjusted my dress so I didn't look too flustered then we went back out to the main entrance and up some grand stairs into a large room, more like a hall with a dance floor in the middle and a small orchestra at the far end playing some classical type music. I held on tight to my brother as I nervously stepped into the hall.

"Jemima, you made it" I heard Williams familiar voice as he quickly made his way to us, weaving through a sea of people "WOW you look phenomenal Jemima" Matty gripped my hand a little tighter at Williams words. I smiled at my brothers overprotectiveness and thanked William for his compliment.  We mingled a bit, peter and Tammy knew some people from the opera house and I knew a few faces from my time there this morning, but I didn't know anyone that well, so I lingered close to the boys who were in the same predicament.  People started to dance, but in a formal slightly uptight way, not your Saturday night underage club way, that I was used to.

Peter approached me with a cheeky look on his face "Let's show them how it's done my little dance partner" he winked and took my hand dragging me to the dance floor, as I struggled against his pull in protest.  We danced for a bit peter persuading me to do a few show off turns, spins, dips and small lifts, making me giggle.  I'm not sure the older members of the party appreciated it but peter didn't seem to care.  Matty came up and asked to cut in.

"Excuse me good sir would you mind if I danced with my sister" he said in his best upper class aristocratic accent.

Peter nodded handing him my hand and doing a mock pretentious bow. "Why certainly good sir, by all means, the lady is all yours" he imitated Matty's fake accent back at him.

"Your both a pair of dorks, you know that" I rolled my eyes and smiled widely at them both.

"Yeah, but your smiling, so my mission here is complete" Matty said in my ear.  We danced swaying back and forth and he twirled me around his finger, like you would if you were dancing with a small child at a wedding. I rested my head and hand on his chest as he gently swayed me, until the musical piece had finished.