He was going for the shock factor as he adjusted his father's tux and took the final look in the mirror before adding the last touch. Masquerade Ball. Whoever had the first thought of that must have been using it as the same excuse that he was, the grin apparent on his lips as he fixed his Phantom of the Opera knock off mask upon his face. There'd be four, possibly five, blond Garwin males there and usually he'd choose to dress down but he'd convinced his cousin to be a part of his plan. Trade formal wear, so to speak. He was definitely thinking he was going to enjoy the night as he headed toward where the party was being held.
Hosted by the Knights but held in the school's enormous ballroom, who would know it was really him then? His cousin, obviously, but they wore the same masks and had pretty much the same features and as they exchanged similar grins he had to say this was going to be one of his better ideas yet.
Glancing around he licked his lips slowly at all the skin tight and/or short dresses that the girls had chosen, but this night was meant for one. Finding out from his cousin that the girl thought he was a dick with cheap tricks bruised his ego a bit but he had to say, he was sure there was more to it than just that. Right away he noticed Aislinn, a little hard not to when she wore the same necklace with everything and that same scowl whenever he walked in. Though her eyes were narrowing and following his cousin. "So far so good." He muttered to himself.
He was looking for a blue satin dress and black mask, there was quite a few of them there but none that he had seen thus far had grey eyes or that perfectly proportionate body. He was definitely going to keep looking until he found her, making his best effort to avoid Zabrina considering he was still pissed she'd used Caleb showing up to make him out to be a bad guy.
Zabrina smoothed down her dress as she glanced around the party with a satisfied grin upon her lips, the noticable scowl on her sister's pink lips caused her to elbow the girl lightly. "Aislinn. Mother's watching so no scowls or anything that'd cause wrinkles. You know how mother is." She saw the girl nod and tilted her head to the side when she noted someone staring her down, a well groomed brow quirked when he motioned for her to come over to him. The audible click hit her after a second and she grinned.
Zabrina made her way over to him, quickly being pulled into his form and his lips crashing upon hers. Pulling back slightly his fingers played with the orange-ish feather flower that was attached to her mask. "Hey, Stranger. Have you seen a girl around your height? She's my girlfriend..." She rolled her eyes at him lightly before wrapping her arms around his middle as she leaned her head against his side.
"You're such a goober, Caleb." Turning her eyes up to him as she stayed tucked into his side. "If mother wasn't watching Aislinn and I there would definitely be another kiss coming your way." She saw him lick his lips before looking around, almost as if watching the wheels turn in his head. Her mouth opened to say something when she was bumped into and turned her attention to the perpetrator, sending him a watch it glower.
He hadn't necessarily meant to bump into her but he wasn't feeling the brunette's, eh he had meant to. Why lie about it? His attention had been caught by who he was looking for and the only thing he needed to accomplish now was catching up with her. He was going to attempt the whole silent thing and see if being him, only masked made a difference. If it did he knew who to blame for her not liking him, and as he miscalculated his footing she turned into him and her mask got bumped off her face.
He took in a shaky breath as he watched her fix her mask and apologize, grinning he held out his hand and motioned toward the dancing area. Glad when she willingly accepted his offer for a dance. So far so good, he just needed to be able to keep his mask on. He wanted to know what Aislinn has managed to accomplish in keeping her away from him.
He was slightly confused why she'd dance with a quiet stranger she just bumped into but she wouldn't dance with him a few days back, watching her carefully as she moved. Since Mrs. Knight was a stickler for no bump-and-grind dancing Reid was having the pleasure of actually slow dancing with the petite brunette, something that he couldn't say was a normal routine for when he went out partying. The slight tilt of her head exposed the mocha colored neck and he had to say he wanted to know what it would be like to taste the flesh that looked so delicious. He resisted though, pressing her body closer to his as she watched him curiously.
"Don't I know you?" An innocent enough question but still one that Reid wasn't going to open his mouth to answer. Technically she only knew his name, not him, so when he shook his head he wasn't lying completely and that's how he would toss it out there if she caught what it was that he was doing. "No?" As she paused for a moment he took the time to glance her over, but the moment she spoke again his attention was right back to her. "O-k. So I don't know you, and from the silence I take it you aren't going to tell me?" He grinned and shook his head again, hearing her audible sigh before she bit her lip and glanced around. Almost as if she was trying to figure out who he was? "This is so..."
The corner of her bottom pink lips was pulled in between her teeth, her grey blue eyes stared straight into his and the way her lips turned into a soft smile caught his attention. While he wasn't sure how long he could actually keep his mouth shut he was wondering if she was going to continue any type of conversation, though the silence wasn't that bad. But before she could even get another word out Pogue's girlfriend had came over and asked if she could steal her. "I, uh, but..."
Reid wasn't sure what to do at the moment, but he let her go to make her decision though she seemed almost hesitant she stayed. He wondered just how well she actually knew Pogue's new girl, but then again she probably knew her well enough that any person would have chosen her over someone they don't know the name of. "After this last dance, I promise I'll be over."So he had her, least as long as he stayed how he was at the moment. The only girls that could out him were currently occupied by their boyfriends.
Smiling down at her he offered her his hand once more making a quick decision that he would leave shortly after leaving her with a momento. He wasn't planning on getting her into bed with him tonight, he just wanted to register on the radar even if it was just as mystery blond guy for the moment. He motioned toward the side door and saw her glance at it with a quirked brow, but he knew the pondthey had on the grounds could be seen just outside the doors and- well, the Knight Twins couldn't object. Following behind her he nearly groaned at the slight sway of her hips and how the dress fit her well, showing off the slender form beneath it. This was torture. That's all this was was torture, and his will to resist was terrible.
Once outside he decided he'd speak, clearing his throat and hoping his voice sounded different than normal. "Beautiful, isn't it?" The slow nod of her head as she looked over at him told him maybe speaking wasn't the best idea for him, but then again he wasn't calling the pond beautiful as he looked down at her. The blush on her cheeks made her that much more. Hey! He was entitled to call a girl beautiful when he was correct, besides from the short talk at the nightclub he had a feeling calling her sexy wouldn't melt the distaste she seemed to have for him.
He could hear the song ending and remembered she'd said she would be over with the girls after the song was over and decided not to miss a beat. Leaning forward he pulled her to him and let his lips brush against hers, hearing the intake of breath as he did so. He kissed her softly at first, one arm looped around her waist as the hand of the other cupped her cheek. He didn't push her, pulling away a few beats into the next song and watched as she stood in front of him looking a bit surprised. After a few moments he bowed and opened the door for her, following in behind her before removing his mask as she kept her back turned to him and placed it on the table beside the door. He easily slipped into the crowd and placed on his new mask, she'd never find him and frankly he was sure that the impression of disappearance would have her at least debating on taking the hook.
Placing his hand on his cousin's shoulder he lifted his chin with a grin before patting his shoulder. "Thanks, bro. Catch up later." As Reid headed toward the door he glanced down at Aislinn before looking over at Tyler with a what the hell look upon his face. "What now, Knight? I got women to please."He waggled his eye brows sending a passing redhead a wink as he smirked over at her.
"Zabrina and I request you and the other Sons to a meeting next weekend." Reid could have sworn she hissed them at him, but then again maybe he was getting what was mentally flowing through her mind. With a brow quirked as if challenging what it was that he was going to get if he failed to show up next weekend, looking around her at Tsura. "Don't be late and if you don't show up, well... Zabrina." Rolling his eyes as Aislinn walked away.
That was a buzz kill. He'd decide later if he was going to show, but now... Tossing his arms over two girls that were passing by. Reid was going to enjoy the night.
