Hey gang! Welcome back for chapter 3!
Chapter 3
*Takara*
"What to wear? What to wear?" I rummaged through my closet looking for the perfect dress to wear to the party the host club was having tonight.
I looked to my bed where Tacey was stretched out, "Just wear what's comfortable."
I stuck my tongue out at her, "You are no help whatsoever! What are you going to wear?"
"Probably some dress pants and white dress shirt. You know, like what I wear to school."
I stepped out of the closet, jaw dropped, "Oh no you're not! This is a 'fancy-do' party," I said using Tacey terminology, "You ARE wearing a dress!"
I returned to the closet on a new hunt. Tacey was about my size and I knew she didn't have the appropriate attire for this evening. A lovely blue dress caught my eye. The straps were made to rest on the curve of the shoulders, yet maintained a modest neckline, and the hem would rest below the knees. It would be a lovely color with her hair.
"How about this?" I said displaying my find, "It would bring out your eyes."
"What? No! I'm not wearing a dress!"
"You will wear this dress!" I said firmly, "This is my first chance to show off my gorgeous new sister!" She rolled over and groaned into my blankets. I had won. "Now what should I wear? It has to be something fabulous."
"Why does your appearance worry you so much?" the defeated lump asked.
I blushed, "I uh…I'm trying to catch someone's eye."
"I knew it!" Tacey proclaimed jumping up from the bed, "Its Kyoya isn't it?"
"Is it that obvious?" I asked turning a deeper shade of red.
"Yea it kinda is," she smirked, "How long?"
"Since middle school. We've been in the same class for years. I've just never had the courage to tell him…and I guess…he's never thought of me that way."
Tacey put a hand on my shoulder and imitated a knightly speech, "Fear not, dear sister! Fore I shall help you overcome the friend zone and win the affectionate love of this young man!"
We both laughed and began the hunt for my dress together. I smiled thinking of how much Tacey helped ease the pain of the gaping hole my mother used to fill.
*Tacey*
I pulled up beside the car in the school parking lot. I had told Takara that riding my motorcycle would help ease my nerves. My hair was just fine when I took off the helmet. I insisted on my usual braid. I took my boots and swapped them for the silver heals in my saddlebags. I put my leather jacket in with them and went to find Takara. I found her at the entrance. She was wearing a dark blue dress with a wide black ribbon around the waist tied in a bow in the back. I wished she'd made me wear a dress like hers over the one she'd made me wear.
"Tacey, what's with this?" Takara complained gesturing to some changes I'd made to my outfit, "I can understand the leggings. They're white. They match. Fine, but the shirt is crossing the line."
I fingered a button on the mans, white dress shirt I was wearing open over the dress, "It's his shirt."
She sighed deeply and looked at me like she understood, "Ok. But Tacey, you can't mourn forever."
With that we went inside to the party.
*Kyoya*
The party was going along nicely, another successful event for the host club. I surveyed the room. All the guests were happy and the other hosts playing their parts perfectly. It was Tamaki's idea that the hosts wear purple and black, except for him. The princely type should be in white. That was his argument when he showed up in a suit that was all white except for the purple vest and tie.
Just then I caught a glimpse of dark red hair. I saw Takara and her step-sister talking to Mori and Honey. I noticed Tacey was standing somewhat close to Mori, or was it Mori standing so close to Tacey? Either way I felt a slight pang somewhere within me that aroused a feeling of annoyance.
"Excuse me," I stepped in between Tacey and Mori, "How are you ladies this evening?"
Takara's hand reached up to twist a strand of her very dark brown hair as I was joined into the conversation. I took notice of Tacey and wondered why she was wearing a man's dress shirt over her dress. She had her hair in its usual braid that stretched from behind her left ear down to her waist.
"Would one of you ladies care to dance with me?" I asked offering my hand to them.
The girls exchanged glances and smiled secretly before Tacey nudged Takara towards me. As we danced I saw one of the twins with Tacey. I cursed that stupid twin in his striped vest. I had hoped to get to dance with her. Oh well.
When I saw them again she looked like she would beat him all the way to the hospital.
"Excuse me, but something has come up that requires my attention," with that I left Takara and made my way through the crowd to where trouble was brewing, "Is there a problem?"
"Kyoya I swear, all I did was call her champ and she blew up at me," the twin wined.
"I'm not your champ! I didn't ask you to get flirty with me," she didn't shout but you could hear the venom in her soft voice.
"Now Tacey, let's not make a scene," I tried to calm her before she attracted attention to us.
"Right, can't have you're precious hosts standing in a bad light. Let me tell you a few things about the kind of light I see you hosts standing in," her voice dropped to a growling whisper, "Tom-tom over there, for starters, is doing more than hosting. He's playing boyfriend to every one of these girls. Do you think any girlfriend he has will feel about the way he hosts? These twins, I have no idea why they are so popular! If they're gay these girls haven't got a chance with them! And you, Kyoya all business and no heart, you don't care about people unless you get some sort of profit. Honestly I don't know what Takara see's in you. I'm outa here."
With that she barged out the door. Interesting, Tacey is a very interesting girl.
Not exactly what I had in mind when I did the outline but it's the best I could get into words...and I figured ya'll would want to see from another perspective other than Tacey.
