(Note: this story isn't following the plot in the Masquerade blue bloods book 2- this is going to have a different plot. Another is, Kingsley is not a silver blood, however he isn't a venator, he's about a year older than Schuyler though. He is as old as Mimi and Jack of course. Jack and Mimi= Kingsley love triangle as in my Alternate universe- story. So if you see anything about it that doesn't happen in the book, that's how I intended it. )
"Just to let you know the fireworks are starting" Schuyler removed her mask, and grinned as she remembered what was happening before Jack interrupted, and giggled as he walked away angrily,
"Did you see that-" she turned thrilled by their little encounter, to see the stranger was no longer sitting next to her. She groaned. Did she just imagine the whole thing?
"?.Who. Is. That.?"
Kingsley Drexel Martin just moved to town with his "Parental units" had he known New York would be so entertaining and full of hot blue bloods gorgeous females, he would've came a lot sooner. He arrived at the damned 'Four Hundred Ball' early that night. In addition to his prior objective- He has his personal ulterior designs on a certain young women, one everyone knows as Mimi Force, but she will always be his Susanne. That was the first cycle, when his twin went missing. They had never found her. Her name was Olivierra Marx. His name was Tripp Marx- She was his twin, his love. His soul. She disappeared as if in thin air. He never did get over his twins disappearance. She was 18 years . Mimi somehow managed to capture his heart every single cycle when Jack would be busy chasing after the light, and Mimi would come to Kingsley's open arms. But something has changed. he feels it. He felt it that night when he first laid eyes on her, in a golden Chanel vintage gown. She swept him off his feet. that's when he inquired Jack who knows who she is.
"Ay- mate," Kingsley tapped him on the shoulder, Jack regarded him coolly, Kingsley pointed at Schuyler, "Who. Is. That?" he gasped ogling Schuyler with disbelief and interest. Making Jack cringe. Kingsley grabbed his chest as if he felt his heart ache for her.
"Hello? Earth to Jack!" Mimi snorted in annoyance at Schuyler stealing all the attention.
"Your Kingsley right? You just moved in the neighborhood?" Kingsley nodded breathlessly, he stared at Schuyler all night. He also inquired about her history, and a lot of other things. Then when he saw her at the after party, he had to kiss her. It was the best kiss he has ever had in years, his stomach danced with heat and tingles waking up his senses. After finding out everything about her. He thought he would give her a chance to get to know him. He didn't want her to see him yet so he took his leave when Jack came into the equation.
He got ready for his first day at Duchesne. He had to impress her right? So he wore some black jeans, and a white collared polo. His hair in tussles.
Schuyler Van Alen had went shopping for new clothes from her grandpa. He wasn't a cheapskate as her grandmother was. He wanted to make sure Charles Force didn't proceed with his appeal to adopt Schuyler into his family. For those who don't know who the rigorous man was, he is the Force twins father for this cycle. He bought her more than enough of attire to last a year. He had also bought her some shoes to match. She even bought some make up, excited about finding her mystery man. She was wearing some black skinny jeans with a black tunic tank top, black. Hattie helped her with her makeup and she was all done, with her lip gloss and blush, mascara etc.- she couldn't believe the lengths she's gone to, just for a boy. Who by the way isn't Jack. She sighed, and then went to eat some breakfast. When she got to school, she was like a hawk. Bliss noticed this.
"Schuyler? You alright?" her Texan accent bringing a smile to her lips,
"No- I mean yeah-" she hit her forehead, and shook her head, "I don't know." she groaned as she put her things in her locker. And took the n
"Schuyler- your blushing, so tell me who he is?" Mimi then made an entrance and then right away sneered in their direction,
"Bliss, what the hell are you doing!" she scolded Bliss for conversing with the half breed. But surprising Schuyler and everyone else who knows her well, she retorted,
"Oh give it a break already Mimi!" she hissed, pushing her way through the crowd, pulling Schuyler along with her. Showing Mimi that she decided to hang around Schuyler. Bliss felt a strong unique bond to her. One she could not explain. But she none the less chose to stick with her true friend. Schuyler and Bliss decided to go find Oliver who was mysteriously absent.
Schuyler explained to Bliss the whole masquerade incident. Bliss was sure she knew who it possibly be. And was more than certain Schuyler wasn't going to like it, as she watched Schuyler glare and grimace with contempt at none the less Kingsley Martin. Who she was sure she saw ogling Schuyler at the after party as he was her date-
"Can you believe the new guy?" she hissed under her breath insults, as Mimi began to flirt with him, and he flirted back naturally only to not be rude. Schuyler stood there in the quad with her beautiful radiant self, stealing all the red blood and blue alike attentions, for they have just now noticed her in a new light.
As Kingsley spoke to Mimi he saw her glaring at someone then followed her glare and nearly trembled as his heart fluttered, his smile grew wider, and he just waited until he caught Schuyler's gaze when the bell rang and she turned to leave and was nearly three inches away from his lips,
He reminded her of a predator and she was a prey, her eyes wide as a deer caught in the head lights of a speeding truck. She didn't realize that she froze and they were the only ones in the hallway.
He caressed her cheek with adoration, "My Sweetheart, mine" no. No- No! she thought. New boy is the one behind the mask? He then caught her off guard, by stepping forward until her back hit against the lockers and he pressed his lips against hers.
Schuyler felt that wonderful sensation again. Butterflies dancing. But what the hell is she doing? She thought she cant like this man whore! Can she? She pushed him away,
"What are you doing?" she grimaced wiping her mouth with disappointment etched across her face.
"What you wanted me to do since the masquerade party!" he said indignantly, hands in a shrug, she shook her head winded ,
"No. Freaking. Way!" she pushed him in the chest, wiping her mouth and brushing off his germs from herself,
"Sweetheart? Please calm down, what's wrong?" he purred pulling her closer, as she fought against him.
"What's wrong? Your asking me what's wrong? Your- god! Eeww!" she got her hand bag and ran off toward her next class. She should've known it was too good to be true. Of course it was the new boy who flirts with all the snobby pretty girls in school!. She hated Kingsley Martin's kind. He was the biggest flirter in the world. He had kissed practically every cute girl in school by now. She had seen him even flirt with Mimi. Mimi! But that kiss, my god he knows what he's doing!
This did not go as he planned. He thought for sure after she saw who he was , she'd run into his arms where she belongs. Its only a matter of time though. He knows she'll be back for more. She has to. She's all he wants. All he needs. Forget all the rest of the girls here. She belongs to him. He can just feel it. She completes him. She is meant for him. He is meant for her. She kissed him back, and she didn't have to right now, right? Kingsley then realized something,
"You can run and hide all you want Van Alen- but no matter what you do to chase me away, will only prove to have been done in vain- because I want you. For better or for worst 'Sweetheart' and make no mistake about that." he murmured to himself in the hall alone staring down the path Schuyler just ran down to get as far away from Kingsley Martin as she can. Kingsley Martin! She felt this is gods way of humoring her when she prayed for her the guy in the mask to seek her out today, and now it happened to her. Kingsley Martin, whom she is more in love with now then she could've imagined. And she doesn't want to believe it. She keeps telling herself that she could never love a play boy like him. But her heart pays no mind to her thoughts, for it listens to the soul that cries out to him in longing. ..
What do you think guys? Is it ok? Or should I stop there and leave it as a one shot? If you want more, its up to your reviews to make it happen, and I suppose I only will ask you for three more=7 reviews total. Thanks to those who read it and actually review it!
Special thanks to : Sunayna4sho- and .0x- you both actually read my other stories and stuff. And Sunayna4sho requested this and I really did this for you two. So I hope you like it guys!
