Chapter 1: The Party And My After Party
(Musa's P.O.V.)
It is a beautiful evening. I am looking in my closet for something to wear. Red Fountain is throwing a party, and all of Alfea is invited. Riven is going to be there, so I want to look good, but not girly. I'm not one for wearing dresses and skirts.
That is one of the reasons I don't like my fairy forms. They are just to girly for me. No matter how much I like Riven, I am not going to end up like Stella. Ever. I look at my choices.
I press a little button on the right of the closet, and the back of the closet opens up. There are more choices, but still nothing girly. I take out some white skinny jeans and a red tank top that has lace at the top.
I take off what I am wearing, and put on what I picked out. It is very tight for me since I'm use to wearing baggy clothes. The good thing is, it shows my curves, so hopefully Riven will notice.
If he doesn't, he'll regret it, for I hate wearing tight clothes because it makes me feel slutty. I'm just going to have to deal with it for the night. I look at my shoe choices. I really don't want to, but I want to look good for Riven, so I pick up a red box in the very back of my secret closet. I open it to find shoes still in mint condition, considering I never wore them before.
They are red, two inch high heels that are designed to look like ed hardy sneakers. Being a princess, I was taught how to walk in heels, but I hate wearing them. I put them on. Now time for my hair.
I go to the bathroom and look at my hair in the mirror in it's usual pigtail form. I slowly take the pigtails out, and brush my long, midnight blue hair. I go to the cabinet on the left side of the counter and open it. It's empty.
I press a button on the top of it that I put in, and, as far as I know, is the only one who knows of it. It opens the back of the cabinet to reveal a bunch of hair accessories and products. This is what I get for being a princess.
I pick up the red straightener, and straighten my hair. I, now, have thirty minutes left to get ready. I close the secret compartment, and then the cabinet. I go to the cabinet on the other side of the counter, and press another secret button similar to the other one.
It opens the back of the cabinet as well. This one, instead of hair accessories and products, is full of make up. I have never touched any of this except for when I was putting it in here. I get the black eyeliner and carefully put it on.
Once I'm done I put it back, get the black mascara, and put it on as well. I pit it back and search for the final touch. Clear lip gloss. I find it, put it on, put it back, and close the compartment and cabinet.
I look at myself in the mirror. I look completely different. Not at all girly, but hot! "Is he really doing this to me?" I ask myself aloud. "No, I'm doing this for him."
All of a sudden, there is a knock on the door. "Musa! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" Techna's voice says. "Okay," I say. I look at myself one last time, satisfied with my look, but feeling different.
I slowly turn the door knob, and pull it open. Techna has apparently gone into the living room. I walk across the room and open up the door to the living room as slowly as I did before.
The girls are now all staring at me in shock. They are all wearing what they wore to the back-to-school dance freshmen year. Stella, of course, is the first to comment on my look.
"Musa, dahling, you look amazing! Look at you! Your hair is down, you're wearing heals, and... is that makeup I see?" "Chill Stell, let's go," I say heading for the door. I really don't see what the problem is if I dress differently.
Stella is about to say something, but Bloom prevents her from doing so by covering her mouth. Smart Bloom, always knowing when to shut Stella up before I get a chance to. We go to the gates, and get on one of the buses that Ms. Faragonda has gotten to take us to Red Fountain. We get there in a few minutes.
I feel people staring at me. To be specific, I feel boys staring at me. The girls split up to look for their boyfriends, leaving me aline to search for mine. While walking through the crowd, I hear boys whistling... at me.
Anyone who dares whistle, feels my hand, harshly crossing their face. I keep looking around for Riven, but I can't find him anywhere.
All of a sudden, I feel someone come up behind me, and wrap their muscular arms around my petite waist. "Don't touch me!" I say trying to get out of this perv's grasp, but they're too strong.
"Is it really a crime to touch my girlfriend?" the person asks. "Riven!" I say turning around hugging him. "You look different," he says just now noticing what I look like. "What kind of different?" I ask. "Hot," he says.
"You told me I was hot before," I remind him. "Yes, but now you're hotter," he says. "Thank you," I say and kiss him gently on the lips. "What was that for?" he asks apparently shocked by my actions. "Is it really a crime to kiss my boyfriend?" I ask mocking him.
"Nah," he says and kisses me back. "Want a drink?" I ask. "Someone spiked it with vodka," he tells me. "Even more reason to get some," I say walking towards the punch bowl.
What is up with me? Whatever it is, I like it.
When we get there, the others come up to us.
"Riven, I thought you and Musa were together," Nabu whispers in Riven's eat, not wanting me to hear, but I can hear perfectly due to my sonic hearing. "I am," Riven whispers back. "Then who is the slut?" Nabu asks.
Riven looks like he is about to kill him, but before he can, I walk over to Nabu, and slap him hard across the cheek. "What did he say?" Layla asks like it is an every day thing. "He called me a slut," I say. "NABU!" all the girls yell at him. "Who is she?" Sky asks.
"You guys don't know who she is?" Bloom asks and all the guys shake their heads no. "OK, put the puzzle together. I mean, is it really that hard? She's with Riven for god sake!" Stella says. How can they not recognize me? Riven did.
"Um... is it his new girlfriend?" Brandon asks apparently clueless. "YOU IDIOTS!" Stella screams. "More pieces of the puzzle include: us knowing her, you guys not recognizing her dressed differently, us hanging with her, and her voice," Bloom says like a news reporter.
The boys still look clueless. How can they not know me? I know one thing that will make them remember me: the way Riven and I fight.
"Riven! You're too close to me! I need space!" I say. "You're my girlfriend why would you want space from me?" he asks not getting it. "Maybe cause I don't need to be suffocated," I yell at him. "How can I suffocate you?" he asks.
"You just can! God, you're always like this," I say. "Maybe it's because of you," he says. "I make you act different?" "Yes, you're just good like that," he says. "Haha, you to," I say kissing him on the cheek.
"Musa?" Helia asks. I laugh hysterically. "What's so funny?" Riven asks. "I didn't think it would actually work!" I say trying to stop laughing, but failing miserably. "What would work?" Riven asks. "I thought they might remember who I am by the way we fight, and they did!" I say.
He laughs along with me. All of the guys jaws drop, finally getting it. "I'm sorry Musa," Nabu says. "It's iight," I tell him.
"Did Stella make you do it?" Sky asks. "Nah, first of all, I wouldn't let her. Second, if she did, it would be a dress, something pink, my hair would be up, and their would be more make up," I say.
I start to get a cup, but Brandon pulls my hand away from it. "It's spiked," he says. "I know," I say getting out of his grasp, and pouring two glasses. I give one to Riven. The others get some to.
After about three or four glasses, I am a little of the others had the same amount as I did.
"You want to go up to my room? It's getting boring here," Riven whispers in my ear. Is he planning what I think he is? If he is, I kinda want to. I nod my head in response. He takes me by the hand and guides me to his room on the 20th floor.
When we get to his room, I make the first move by kissing him harshly on the lips. He seems surprised by my actions, but soon responds. The rest of the night is very... meaningful. It's nights like these that I appreciate Riven having his own room.
