Chapter 1
It was my first day in Alaska, America and on that fist night there was a party, a masked ball. The dress itself was amazing with the shimmering scarlet satin with silver beading, cut on a diagonal that fell in a perfect drape across every one of my curves. The front had a sharp neckline and it was backless, showing off my light tan. I was bared almost to my waist by a round edge and more of the sparkling silver beading. A mini-train provided the finishing touch. It came down half of my thighs, so it was a bit showing. Glamorous three inch high heeled shoe that matched perfectly with the dress. My mask was midnight black with Swarovski crystals that glimmered in the lights. I had my friend Jez here with me, she was my best friend and she promised me that after she left to go back to California we would keep in touch. She had on a baby blue dress and came down to her knees. Her black hair that was like a raven's wing came tumbling over her shoulders and down her back.
We were ready to get a new flavour in our life. I was looking around the massive dance floor when I spotted two guys, slightly hunky, but could not see their faces but on one of them, he had a tangle of tousled sandy brown hair. The other had black hair just shy of his shoulders, but he had gone with a mask like Zorro, but he looked cute. I leaned close to Jez and whispered. "Mission completed, nine o'clock, over by the punch." I had to only wait a second before Jez found the guys and did an over look of the brown haired one before saying.
"Sweet momma. You have got a good taste girl, so sexy. I like the way you think, it's why I love you. You are the best. But hands off the brown-haired one, he's mine. I love his hair, it's so cute. His eyes are so green. His body, how can I describe his body it's so…"
I left Jez to her endless murmuring about what she loved about him, his body mostly and some things I was glad I wasn't listening to it anymore. Bu my thoughts where in fact on the black-haired guy. About the way he held his hunky figure, the way his eyes seemed to fan out the rest of his face, witch most of it I couldn't see because he had on a mask like Zorro. But he looked cute.
The guys where staring like complete fools after us, some of them tried to catch our eye. But the girls they where with, didn't take any of it, so they lead of their dates to have a word.
As we got a better look at them, Jez leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Damn girl, those are the two hottest ones here, I'm glad you invited me. I'll go with you, but the brown hair one is mine, he is so fiiiiiinnne. Sweetie-momma their both fit. But you can have the other one. Come on Isa! Lets go win some boys heart."
As we approached the guys, they noticed us, their heads snapped up and the black-haired guys eyes stared straight into my eyes. It was like sending a secret message. I was right, he was smoking. His friend was about the same, with his tousled brown hair, like a cap on his head.
But the black-haired one was about three inches taller than the other guy. The brown-haired one was eyeing Jez with such interest that blankets of crimson, slowly rose to her cheeks and travelled down her throat. She smiled slightly, witch he returned with a flirty smile. I gave them a little privacy and turned my full attention on the guy Jez was not flirting with.
I hid a smile at that. When me and Jez made our way to where the boys we wanted where, they both look up surprised and caught our body's first and I could see when they travelled up my body the boy with black hair had pure male lust shine in his eyes. I didn't really see the other guy because he was looking at Jez and Jez was looking right back. I put on my most man eating smile and went over to get some punch; the brown haired one was already striding towards Jez.
But I only saw that out of the comer of my eye, because my eyes where fixed on the black haired guy. I got a plastic cup and went over to get some punch, when I heard his voice. "Want me to help you, miss?" His tone was very awed. I looked up to see very dark, smouldering brown eyes, gazing right into mine. "No thanks, but that was very nice of you."
Jez looked at me with complete confusion, then realised I was playing hard to get, she shrugged. She came to stand next to me and got a glass of punch for herself.
"Wanna dance?" Jez asked me.
"Nah, girlfriend I just want to do some chilling before I rock that dance floor, show off my beautiful face behind this mask and melt every guy's heart. What where you doing"
"Just wanted a dance partner." I noticed as she sighed she looked pointy at the brown-haired guy. Then she looked back at me. "I guess that I've scared them all with my beauty."
"Oh, hey do you mind if I um…" The brown-haired one said, but he couldn't finish. Embarrassment had taken over, but he was cute and Jez like that in her kinda guy.
"Wanna dance with me, uh what's your name?"
"Andrew. Miss."
"Could you please lay off the informal instructions? I am Jez, not Miss" Jez always had to see if they where offended by that and then it would be a good match.
"Sorry?" Andrew said and stared into her eyes not in the least bit offended. I saw Jez smile slightly at that.
"Would you like to dance with me, Andrew?"
"Sure Jez!" Then in a complete cute way, Andrew held his hand out and gently took Jez's hand before pulling her along with him towards the dance floor. "Sweet romance!" I muttered before I turned my full attention on to the other guy.
"Good luck!" I called to Jez.
"Thanks, good luck to you too!" Jez said over her shoulder before darting in a quickly kissing me on the cheek.
"Hey." I spoke while I moved my head to the left to try to spot Jez when I saw them already dancing on the floor. A couple of times, Andrew would lean in and give her a quick peck on the cheek, then Jez would blush.
She met my eyes and grinned, she put both of her hands up, giving me thumbs up gesture. Clearly she was enjoying her self, I looked back at the guy not standing just three feet away. He was wearing a suit with a white shirt and black trousers. He looked good. He smiled a sexy smile, so intense that it made my heart flutter.
Not that I hadn't seen handsome guys before, but this was something else, something natural. I gave him a small smile back, before I gulped down my cup of punch, when I put it back down. I peeked at him, he was looking at my hair, that fell in lose golden waves. I twirled a strand between my fingers, waiting for him to say something. Finally he puckered up enough to ask me to dance. "Would you like to dance?" He had a very pleading look in his eyes so I did a little twist on what I was going to say.
"I'd love to, but first, tell me your name!" I spoke in a very cool voice. He blinked twice before saying. "Oh, yeah right. My name's Danny."
"Isabel. But just call me Isa."
"Well, it was very nice to meet you Isabel. Are you new around here because I haven't seen you around here, and I do know everybody in this town." Danny was looking at me in a confused gesture.
"Yeah I'm new, I just moved in with my uncle, from California, because of a … accident." I shifted uncomfortably because I didn't want anyone to know who my family were or what they have the power of doing. And the accident was true because I did get hurt.
"Well, I'm glad you came here, and your friend is rocking Andrew's world." Danny gestured over to where Jez and the brown-haired guy where doing a slow dance. They looked perfect for each other.
"Oh, that's my best friend Jez. She was from the moment we met. What about the guy she's dancing with anybody you know?"
"That's Andrew, and damn girl he is working your friend like its as easy ABC, 123."
"Yeah Jez, plays tough to get, but is a sucker for cute boys and Andrew in her eyes must look like an angel.
"So, what school are you going to?" I asked Danny because I was curious and I wanted to see if we where going the same school.
"Burton Devils . How about you?"
"The same, well welcome to hell high."
"Really, that's cool. So where did you go before."
"Oh, I was home schooled. But my uncle forced me into this school. Sucks doesn't it. But I have to because Uncle Ian's already enrolled me."
"You where home schooled. Wow that's…"Danny was lost for words.
"Horrible. Boring. Never get to meet lots of people. Although that's where partying comes in handy."
"No I was thinking more of, amazing and brilliant."
"Not at all. But there has to be some good sides to it. Not that I can think of any."
"How long have you lived here?" Danny asked and his eyes glittered with curiosity.
"About three years. Ian took me in after my mum died." My voice went quiet and it took on a sad tone. Tears pricked in my eyes, blurring my vision for a second.
"Oh. I'm so sorry! What happened?"
"I don't really want to talk about it. If that's ok with you."
"Sure."
"Dancing sounds good about now. Do you want you dance now?" I asked while I held my hand out. Danny took it smiling and he lead me to where Andrew and Jez where swaying gracefully on the dance floor. She had her head on Andrew's shoulder and it was very calm. She was relaxed and so was he, they where dancing to a very slow song, while other dancers stood around the edge uncomfortable.
Jez looked up at our approach, she grinned and slipped out of the dance. "Hey guys, how you doing?" Andrew asked us, looking at Danny.
"Fine. You?" he replied, eyeing me with interested.
" Good, but she is giving me a very good time." He looked pointy at Jez while he said it.
"Come on lets dance!" I spoke to Jez while I went up to the D.J and asked him to put on a song that me and Jez danced to.
"Thanks." I said once the D.J had said yes.
I made my way onto the dance floor, making quite an entrance at that. I leaned close to Jez and I whispered. "Come on girl lets rock this dance floor…"
About an hour later, me and Jez where in the bathroom. We where looking at our self in the mirror. My hair was playing good and it was now in a very tight bun, with every stray wisp held with hairpins. Piled onto of my head was diamond hair pins that glimmered whenever the light shone on them. I was breathing lightly, surprising that I had just danced some very complex songs with Jez. Jez was next to me and pulling a brush through her smooth hair, then pulling it so it tumbled over her shoulders and flowed down her back.
I smiled at my reflection and decided to go back to the dance floor. Jez was ready as well. We walked out with a swift grace, and found Danny and Andrew on the sidelines of the dance floor, watching other couples flow effortlessly to the music. It was a slow dance, and there was some other things going on that I never want to remember some of the things.
Danny and Andrew looked up as we approached them. Danny gave me a full on Hollywood grin, that seemed to make my heart flutter. A slow dance came on so I pulled Danny along with me and I pulled him into an embrace. I took his hands and put them around my waist, while my own hands went up and around his shoulders. I smiled up at him.
"Thank you. I mean for dancing with me." Danny was twirling me around in a slow circle, spinning me around. As we twirled I met the eyes of Jez, we smiled at each other and then I left her to have some privacy. I looked up into Danny's eyes and I really took in his features. Well trying to, because it was a bit hard with his mask covering the left side of his face. But it showed the height of his cheekbones, the size of his lips, bottom and the top.
"Your welcome. It's been a long time since a lovely girl had asked me to dance. I mean beautiful and kind. Sorry, I'm talking crap, aren't I."
"Yeah, but that's ok." I whispered while I leaned my head on his chest, taking the comforting warmth in. I tilted my head up and I looked into his eyes. Those eyes seemed to go on forever.
I lost track off time, looking into his eyes, when the door suddenly smashed open. Breaking the hinges and letting a strong gust of wind , making my hair rustle in the wind. Danny stopped and pulled me behind his body, protecting me, even though we only just met.
All I could see was a shadowy figure, standing in the door way. I was thinking that it was a girl because the figure was quite small and had hair down past her shoulders. That stance was strangely familiar, so was the walk.