The Dance
A Week Later- Byron's POV
I had just arrived at Wisty's apartment, Whit having arrive before me since they live in the same apartment building, and was waiting for her to finish getting ready for the dance. I walked into her bedroom to find her wrestling with her beautiful long red hair which took forever for her to brush on a normal day, but it was not willing to work at all today for her. I went up to her and took the brush from her hand. I had brushed it until it fall in natural waves down her back and set the tiara that completed the costume on her head for her.
"Thank you for your help, Byron. I was trying to put it in a bun, but it looks better this way." She tells me in a soft voice, which she uses quite rarely with me because I had betrayed her and Whit at more than one point in time.
"Are you done in here yet, Wisty? Whit is getting mad and saying that you are taking forever with your hair." Whit's girlfriend Janine said coming into the room too and she wearing a ballet costume for some reason. She saw that we were done working on Wisty's hair at last. "Oh, good. You are finally done with your hair now, Wisty. Let us go before Whit or your hair starts to act up again." She told us leaving the room and we followed her out of the room. Whit was so surprised at Wisty's costume that his mouth was hanging open wide enough for a spider to make web in it. Janine closed it for him, pulled out the building, and us coming behind them.
"Are you sure that is Wisty, Janine?" Whit asked her still in shock at the sight of Wisty wearing a dress since the defeat of the One who was the One.
"Yes, it is me, Whit. Could you stop asking us that question now?" Wisty asked him in a clam voice and she said something else in a very low tone of voice, which turned out to be spell calm Whit's nerves about seeing his sister in a dress. I had noticed that we had arrived at the party.
"We here, guys." I tell them in a calm voice so I do not upset Wisty, Whit, or Janine with my statement. They nod yes to me, I take out four tickets out of my pocket, and hand them to the guy at the door. We were surprised to see that even Sasha was here with a black hair girl, who was then likely a second rate witch next to Wisty.
"Great Party, right guys?" He asked coming over to us with his date and I could see that she was a punker rock chic too.
"We have got here, Sasha. Can we please just enjoy ourselves for tonight and by that mean no fighting, showing off moves, or body parts at all." Wisty told us in a cold voice that told us that she was not kidding about it. A slow song came and I held my hand out to Wisty.
"May I have this dance, Wisty?" I asked her calmly and sweetly. She stood up and took my hand with a yes to my question. I love having the girl of my dreams dancing with me.
Whit's POV
"How in the world did Byron get a date with Wisty, Whit?" Sasha asked in surprise after Byron and Wisty left the table to dance for a while. I knew Byron has had a crush on my sister for years now, but I still do not trust him all the time if the truth be told to everyone.
"He asked her to the dance a week after the problem had come true, Sasha. I told them that I was coming along to protect Wisty's honor, but I do not really trust him that much to let my sister alone with him." I told him in a calm voice that showed no hint of emotions in it.
"Good Idea, Whit. Sometimes I find it hard to forgive him for everything bad he has done to us." Sasha says to me and starts talking to his date again.