Disclaimer: I don't own anything, the characters, the setting, or even the
idea, someone else probably beat me to it, but o well.
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Wow! Keladry said in awe. She walked through the gigantic ballroom observing hundreds of people socializing. As she walked, she looked for any familiar faces. She saw one between the heads of two young noble girls.
"Kel!" the familiar face, Neal, called. Walking over to her friend, she replied, "Well, Nealan, don't you look, spiffy."
"And look who's talking, doll." He remarked, noting that she was dressed in a lovely gown with her hair done up.
"Uh, Neal, you kinda got, an uh." she started, pointing to the piece of hair that came undone from the heavy gel placed upon it.
"Oh, thanks." He gratefully replied. All the people gathered were there for only one particular reason, they were told to come. No special reason was announced, but it was an escape from everyday life and an excuse to dress up, for those who like dressing formally that is.
"Have you seen anyone else that we know here yet?" Kel asked her friend.
"Not through this crowd I haven't" was his answer. All of the sudden, a hand lands on Neal's shoulder, making him jump.
"What the?! Oh, it's you." Neal said, relieved, to an obviously amused Cleon.
"Scared were you?" he said, hiding his smile.
"It's always funny to see a grown man jump like that, especially if his name is Nealan." Kel added, giggling. Starting to blush, Neal started looking for more friends, while mumbling. Kel could have sworn she heard the words Nealan, stupid, and aunt.
Giving up his search, Neal started talking to Kel and Cleon. In the middle of a conversation about they're junior high years, another friend, Owen, walked over to say hello. As quickly as he came, he had to leave, someone he had to talk to or something. Through the crowd hey saw a couple more, less friendly faces, including those of Garvey and Vinson.
As the three continued to talk, a pair of arms encircled around Kel's waist from behind. Kel looked up into a pair of deep ocean blue eyes.
"Hey you." She said to her captor.
"Hey you yourself beautiful." The man replied.
"God you two, get a room." Neal said, jokingly.
"Yea Domitan, this is a public place." Cleon said, sourly.
"I don't believe I am doing anything inappropriate, do you Kel?"
"Not at all." Kel said, suspiciously eyeing Cleon. From a loud speaker somewhere, a voice said, "I am sorry to inform you all, but we are out of food. I apologize for the inconvience." After the announcement was made, the crowd started dispersing.
"They just came for the food?" Kel asked.
"I would have." Cleon and Neal chorused.
Over half of the crowd left, leaving Kel and her friends in a crowd of about 150 people, a small group in the gigantic ballroom. The group of friends moved to a corner of the room to talk, Dom now standing between Kel and Neal. Though there were a significant amount of people gone, it was still hard to find another acquaintance. Neal got bored easily and yelled out to an unknown DJ for music. His request was answered with No Doubt's hit "Hella Good". Kel and Dom started to dance while Cleon glared and Neal just stood by the wall watching. Soon, more people started to join in and a girl approached Neal and asked to dance. He accepted and walked with her onto the dance floor, leaving Cleon to sit in a chair, watching.
All of the sudden, the music stopped. Neal started to yell a protest, when the lights also died. It was pitch black.
*~*~* Author: This is my first story on here and it's kind of a test story, if you like it, I'll write more, if not, then I won't. Please be honest, but kind. This is also just a short story to hold you over until I have time to actually write. Sorry about the cliffhanger.
*~*~*
Wow! Keladry said in awe. She walked through the gigantic ballroom observing hundreds of people socializing. As she walked, she looked for any familiar faces. She saw one between the heads of two young noble girls.
"Kel!" the familiar face, Neal, called. Walking over to her friend, she replied, "Well, Nealan, don't you look, spiffy."
"And look who's talking, doll." He remarked, noting that she was dressed in a lovely gown with her hair done up.
"Uh, Neal, you kinda got, an uh." she started, pointing to the piece of hair that came undone from the heavy gel placed upon it.
"Oh, thanks." He gratefully replied. All the people gathered were there for only one particular reason, they were told to come. No special reason was announced, but it was an escape from everyday life and an excuse to dress up, for those who like dressing formally that is.
"Have you seen anyone else that we know here yet?" Kel asked her friend.
"Not through this crowd I haven't" was his answer. All of the sudden, a hand lands on Neal's shoulder, making him jump.
"What the?! Oh, it's you." Neal said, relieved, to an obviously amused Cleon.
"Scared were you?" he said, hiding his smile.
"It's always funny to see a grown man jump like that, especially if his name is Nealan." Kel added, giggling. Starting to blush, Neal started looking for more friends, while mumbling. Kel could have sworn she heard the words Nealan, stupid, and aunt.
Giving up his search, Neal started talking to Kel and Cleon. In the middle of a conversation about they're junior high years, another friend, Owen, walked over to say hello. As quickly as he came, he had to leave, someone he had to talk to or something. Through the crowd hey saw a couple more, less friendly faces, including those of Garvey and Vinson.
As the three continued to talk, a pair of arms encircled around Kel's waist from behind. Kel looked up into a pair of deep ocean blue eyes.
"Hey you." She said to her captor.
"Hey you yourself beautiful." The man replied.
"God you two, get a room." Neal said, jokingly.
"Yea Domitan, this is a public place." Cleon said, sourly.
"I don't believe I am doing anything inappropriate, do you Kel?"
"Not at all." Kel said, suspiciously eyeing Cleon. From a loud speaker somewhere, a voice said, "I am sorry to inform you all, but we are out of food. I apologize for the inconvience." After the announcement was made, the crowd started dispersing.
"They just came for the food?" Kel asked.
"I would have." Cleon and Neal chorused.
Over half of the crowd left, leaving Kel and her friends in a crowd of about 150 people, a small group in the gigantic ballroom. The group of friends moved to a corner of the room to talk, Dom now standing between Kel and Neal. Though there were a significant amount of people gone, it was still hard to find another acquaintance. Neal got bored easily and yelled out to an unknown DJ for music. His request was answered with No Doubt's hit "Hella Good". Kel and Dom started to dance while Cleon glared and Neal just stood by the wall watching. Soon, more people started to join in and a girl approached Neal and asked to dance. He accepted and walked with her onto the dance floor, leaving Cleon to sit in a chair, watching.
All of the sudden, the music stopped. Neal started to yell a protest, when the lights also died. It was pitch black.
*~*~* Author: This is my first story on here and it's kind of a test story, if you like it, I'll write more, if not, then I won't. Please be honest, but kind. This is also just a short story to hold you over until I have time to actually write. Sorry about the cliffhanger.
