Theme #74 Are You Challenging Me?
Another meeting. Daddy dearest always wants "what is good for the clan". Jeez, I'm only 22. Okay, so that's a big-ish age. So what? So here I am, dressing up for this fancy dinner party. Again. Wearing a lavender spaghetti strap dress, white leggings, white heels, white bag, my hair in a bun with white chopsticks, and guess what? A white lily in my hair. Applying some bright red lipstick and dark purple eyeshadow to contrast my skin, I got up and entered the car, leading us to God-knows-where.
Arriving at the place, not bothering to look up at the name, I entered, and a shock to me! Not. All these stuck-up rich people that are pretending that they have other things today. Yeah right. They barely even have lives. Neji-nii puts a sturdy hand on my shoulder, and Hanabi's strong yet gentle hand falls upon the other shoulder.
"We'll live." Neji states, before heading out in the crowd. I smile at his retreating back.
"Just another party, tomorrow we'll be at another one, ne?" Hanabi said. We laughed a while before she too disapeared. A sense of boredom and slight crankyness surged through me. A man with spikey blue-black hair and onyx eyes approached me.
"Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm-" I cut him off.
"Sasuke Uchiha, second-in-line heir to the Uchiha Corps., big-headed hot-shot that has a fanclub and thinks he can get any girl at his feet, which is so not true." His face reflected amuzement.
"I'm more than just some hot-shot womanizer, I've got feelings too. Much more than a pretty face. But I wanna see about your pretty little face." He said smirking. Ugh. One of the worst pick up lines ever. Then he did the following. One, he sat down next to me and then two, scooted dangerously close. I rolled my eyes and tucked a loose strand from my face.
"Mmhmm, right, that's why you're hitting on me and shamelessly flirting with me. I like men with more class, that actually wanna have more than a one-night stand." I said, standing up. His dark eyes looked back up at me and he smirked.
"Are you challenging me?" He asked slyly. I thought a moment.
"Yes, yes I am. Good day, Mr. Uchiha." I finished, making a dramatic exit. A strong hand grabbed my wrist. So much for dramatic.
"I don't even know you're name." It was my turn to smirk.
"Hinata. I doubt you'll need the rest, you'll be off with some other whore instead of looking for me."
"Ooh, I'm hurt." He said sarcastically. "Seeya... Hinata." He said, testing the name on his lips. My face reflected how disgusted I was.
"Just go back to your little fanclub, Uchiha." And with that, I drove away, and I could still see him smirking in the mirror. Damn those Uchiha and their pride. But I couldn't help but fear the worst for tomorrow's fancy shmancy dinner party...
The Next Day, Lunch Party...
Again, I sat grumpily in the corner. Well, it wasn't too bad until a man with obsidan eyes and black-blue tinted hair approached me, a smirk gracing his lips.
"Hello, Ms. Hyuuga." Hot damn.