Claire's Christian Louboutin heels clacked on the stone steps. Her stomach was doing flips and spins and god knows what else. She knocked on the door ever so slightly. She fidgeted as she waited; twirling the silk ribbon on her gold BCBG dress, fixing her mask and finally, the gigantic oak doors creaked open. "Uh, hi." She said, "I'm here for the masquerade?" The butler moved back and gestured for her to come in.
"Welcome, Madame." Was all he said before walking away. Claire could hear the thump of dance music coming from behind a pair of oak doors. She was almost a hour late but it was worth it. She couldn't screw this up. Massie would be shocked to see her now. She hoped this would work out. She walked up to the doors and went inside. There were about 300 teens dancing to some unfamiliar techno song. A girl with glossy brown hair wearing a long silver gown was sitting on a throne and a red carpet led up towards her. There three girls on her right side. A tall, voluptuous brunette whose neckline was plunging and her skirt was short. A redhead, not all that tall, but whose curls were perfect. The last was a tall blonde, her hair was in a high ponytail and her baby doll dress showed off her perfectly toned legs. The girls were giggling and pointing at various people in the crowd. Massie got up and made her way through the crowd, the rest of the pretty committee following at her heels. The girls were headed straight for her but they didn't seem to recognize her. As Massie walked by her, slamming into Claire's shoulder.
"Excuse you! You're in my way." Massie eyes were narrowed through her mask.
"Ehmygawd!! Claire?!" She shrieked. Everyone turned around and looked. Claire slipped off her gold mask and revealed herself. The crowd erupted into conversations. Girls were yelling random things out. Claire heard one girl yell, "I heard she got kicked off the set!" Claire rolled her eyes. Disregarding her former classmates.
"Hey Massie." Claire's grin was a triumphant one. She had succeeded. "Hey dolls! How are you?" She glanced at the pretty committee. Claire could tell they were trying to force back glares. "I'm sorry I haven't been in touch lately. Work has been insane. You would not believe some of the things I have to do." The party had resumed. People had gone back to the dance floor as if nothing had happened. A group of about five guys were working their way through the crowd. At the head was a tall boy with jet black hair and one blue eye and one green eye.