WOO. Two chapters in two days? Beast mode. And I'm finally finished with the beginning:D
Day one hasn't even started.
But that's okay. Because the beginning is always the hardest.
I think I spelled beginning wrong each time. Who knows.
So anywaaaay. I APOLOGIZE HIMA FOR IT BEING SHORT.
Lookitthat. /good person. I'll shoot myself if that's the wrong name.
It will get longer. Maybe. I dunno. Probably not. Yeah.
I went back to the dance hall to thank Klaus for helping me find the bathroom but he didn't seem to be anywhere. Kip however, was impatiently waiting for me.
"Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you. You missed half of dinner already."
"Oh, I was in the bathroom. Klaus showed me, do you know where he is by the way?"
"How does that even-" Kip seemed annoyed but not enough to give me a good reason. "He's in the middle of all those girls," he pointed.
I expected maybe four girls but no, Klaus was being surrounded like a Jonas Brother in 2009. I was determined to thank him, no matter what. Mostly because he seemed like he was the easiest to approach out of the five people I'd met that evening... I was beginning to doubt that.
I shoved my way through the crowd, girls were harder to push around than I imagined. I couldn't seem to get past this one purple-haired girl though. "Excuse me!" I called over the squealing.
She turned around. "Ohmigosh! I'm not the only male fan of Klaus!"
That's a dude? "Apparently." I replied humbly. In hindsight, I probably should've noticed that he was wearing pants.
He squealed. "Hi, I'm Caesar, we're going to be the best of friends."
I shook his hand reluctantly. "Hey, that's great, mind if I get to the front?"
He cocked his head to the side. "I guess, but just this once, okaaaaaay? He'll never fall in love with me if I'm not in front."
"I'll keep that in mind," he stepped out of the way and I nearly tripped onto Klaus.
"Hey, I see you found the bathroom."
"Yeah, I see your crowd found you."
He chuckled, "It seems so."
The girls all sighed at his laugh and turned to me as if I hadn't been there before he laughed. The crowd became immediately silent and began to murmur.
Klaus raised his hand and smiled easily at them. "Don't worry girls, this is Sebastian, he's a close friend of mine."
They murmured some more.
"I think he's cute Brendaaaa, what do you think?" a pink-haired girl called, rather loudly.
Her blue-haired friend fanned herself and scoffed. "Lauren, you think all guys are cute. He's not nearly as cute as Klaus."
I couldn't decide whether to feel flattered that Lauren (apparently) thought I was cute or that Brenda (apparently) completely turned down the idea. Before I had time to even think about deciding, another girl with soft, creamy looking hair and bright emerald eyes flung herself through the flock. She wrapped her arm in Klaus's and started pulling him away. "Come on Klaus, we're about to go on."
He wrapped his hand around my wrist and dragged me along with him through the crowd. They didn't follow, which I thought was odd.
Before I knew it we were behind stage.
The girl looked Klaus over and tsked. "Goodness Klaus, these pants have to go." she dropped down to her knees and began to unbutton his pants.
I coughed, feeling uncomfortable and slightly aroused.
Her head snapped in my direction and she flew up turning bright red. "Oh, I didn't know you had a friend with you," she glared back at Klaus. "Why didn't you tell me you had a friend with you?" he shrugged.
She rushed over. "Hi, I'm Cynthia, I'm not usually this neurotic," I shook her hand. Klaus brushed off his pants and, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, threw out her arm and pointed at him. "Don't you dare think you're going out in those pants."
"But I don't have any more with me."
She reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of pants, amazingly wrinkle-free. "Put these on," he opened his mouth like he was going to say something and she cut him off. "I realize there's no dressing room and I don't really care where but do it."
He hung his head and walked over to the corner where he proceeded to change.
"That boy," she giggled. "He'd wear the same outfit for a month if it wasn't for me. Sorry again, I'm his dance partner."
"Hi, I'm Sebastian."
"Nice to meet you, how do you two know each other?"
"We're old friends," I guessed. Klaus fell over in the corner.
She turned around. "Klaus, we don't have time for goofing off," she turned back to me. "Oh, that's so cool! Klaus never tells me about his life," she glared at him "It's nice to finally meet one of his friends."
"Yup, we used to play doctor together." Evidently.
She choked a little. "Oh, well then."
Klaus came back over in a cream slacks that didn't match his grey coat at all.
"Klaus, you're clashing worse than wearing red and green on Halloween, take off your shirt."
"But I-"
"Take it off."
He slid his coat off and pulled his shirt over his head. I couldn't help but to feel a pang of jealousy at how nice his body was.
He must've noticed and smiled to himself. "It's because of the dancing..."
"No one cares Klaus, hand me my bag."
She pulled out a nearly complete outfit out of her Mary Poppins bag. "Put this on quickly, we're on in three."
"For what?"
"Oh, we're dancing, you should totally go get a seat and watch us before they're all full up if they're not already, we're pretty popular you know."
I peeked around the curtains to see if Kip had reserved me a seat but the audience was completely packed, the front row solely with Klaus's fangirls... and Caesar.
Cynthia poked her head around with me. Her perfume was heavy and it smelled heavenly. "-lem."
I shook my head, obviously a little too entranced with her sweet smell. "Sorry, what was that?"
"I said, well that seems to be a problem. There's always the floor..."
I thought about it. "I don't mind sitting back here if you don't. I can still a little."
"And now for our special performance of the night..." the MC announced from the other side of the curtain.
"Klaus! Hurry the hell up!" she hurried over and dragged him out, minus the fact that he was still lacing his shoes.
I totally lied when I said that I could see their dance from backstage. I could see a little bit of the stage, but not the dancing part. So, for a three minute waltz, I sat and pretended I could see anyway and reacted along with the audience.
When the music began to decrescendo, I shot back up and was ready to congratulate Klaus and Cynthia.
Cynthia stormed back.
"You did grea-"
"We totally screwed it up."
"I don't think so."
"Klaus took the wrong step and nearly stepped on my toe."
"I've already apologized like a hundred times," Klaus huffed just arriving backstage.
"Well I didn't notice." Obviously.
After that, Cynthia seemed to ease up and we sat around and chatted for a while.
Kip pulled back the curtain. "There you are."
I looked up, "Oh, hey Kip."
"Don't oh, hey Kip me! Everyone is leaving and you're sitting back here lollygagging with Klaus and Cynthia? Luciano is looking for you!" "...Who?"
Kip stared at me blankly. "Did you seriously just ask who."
"...Yeah?"
"Your childhood friend you frigging idiot!"
I pretended to know. "OH! I was thinking of someone else, sorry." I stood up and Kip led me out.
"Black hair and brown eyes? Tallish?" Kip whispered as we left.
I nodded. "That's who he was."
He was waiting by the castle gardens gates. "I see you've found the gardens," I grinned.
"No thanks to you," he crossed his arms. "So are you planning on competing in the ball at the end of the month?"
"I wouldn't have thrown this dinner party without thinking so."
"So tell me, why did you call in guys if you planned on coming out today?"
"...That's a great question," I tried to think of a quick answer but just ended up babbling instead.
Kip cut in with an excuse that was probably even worse than I would've come up with. "It's because Sebastian is gay."
My mouth dropped. Luciano eyed me suspiciously.
"Oh really now? Because when I last talked to him it seemed as if he had every intention on dancing with a girl. Even so, it seems pretty ridiculous to invite all the straight guys-"
"Well darn!" Kip interrupted and snapped his furry fingers. "I guess we didn't think this over too well. Come on now Sebastian, we're going to miss our beauty sleep!" he dragged me by the ear out the gates before Luciano could say anything else.
"Something here's not right..." he muttered as we exited.
Doth there be a cliffhanger?
I used "doth" today. No, I used thou. I asked "art thou okays?" to a close friend of mine WHO IS SUFFERING FROM A BAD BREAKUP AND A CRAZY CANADIAN EX.
I love you Spencer TT_TT.
But anyway. That's a really lame attempt at a cliffhanger.
It's not a cliffhanger at all.
Forget that I even called it a cliffhanger.
Anyhow, don't expect my ABRUPT ENDING (yeaaa =3=) to be addressed any time soon. It'll take a good... Oh, I dunno. Thirty days.
OHOHO.
Not really.
