"Vanessa, I just don't know what to wear!" Catty shouted from inside one of the vast closets in her best friend's house. "I really like the black skimpy one, but the hem isn't finished!" The two were deciding on what they were going to wear to Planet Bang tonight. Vanessa, who already decided on a sparkly blue mini skirt with matching halter top, came to Catty's rescue.
"Here," Vanessa showed Catty a light green satin dress with gem embroidery. "It will accent your eyes perfectly"
Catty gaped at the dress. It was simply beautiful. "Can I, are you sure?" Catty stammered, approaching the dress as if in a trance.
"Sure." Vanessa laughed, handing it over to her. "Just don't rip it or spill anything on it."
Catty held it up to her and looked into the full-length mirror. "Its perfect." They both giggled and went into the bathroom to apply makeup.
The rest Daughters arrived at Vanessa's home so they could all leave together. When they filed into the living room, they stopped dead when they saw Catty. "Holy Shit!" Tianna yelled and approached Catty with open arms. "You look incredible!"
Catty was wearing the green dress that hugged her tightly in all the right places. The gems traced the lines of her collarbones and down to the tip of the low cut front, in the form of a fancy V. The dress, being a spaghetti strap, left her arms bear. They shimmered lightly because she had applied roll on glitter.
Her long butterscotch and honey colored hair flowed freely down her back, straight as the sun's rays. She had a tint of green eye shadow on, but mostly glitter sparkled above her brilliant green eyes. She had on a light lipstick with lots of shimmery lip-gloss. "Ready?" She asked excitedly, and they were off.
They arrived and were greeted by faint applause and hoots, as the Daughters are known for their dances. They giggled and started to mingle into the crowd. Shortly after they had arrived, Jimena found her boyfriend Collin and started to dance, as did Vanessa and Michael, Tianna and Derek. Serena was in the corner flirting with some geek. Catty knew the only reason she was doing this was to tempt and annoy Stanton, who was standing off to the corner with some Followers; one, of which, Catty didn't recognize.
He had jet-black hair that was pushed carelessly over his forehead. He had piercing in his ears, one in each, a stud through his eyebrow, and a loop in the center of his bottom lip. He was wearing green cargo pants with a black undershirt covered by a leather jacket and beat up black boots. Suddenly, the Follower broke his gaze from Stanton and started straight at Catty. His lip curled into a half smile. Catty quickly broke the eye contact and walked over to where Serena was standing with the nerd.
She pulled Serena easily away from the weird-o and casually pointed over to where Stanton was in the shadows of Planet Bang. "Who is that with Stanton?" Catty asked, hiding her interest.
"Oh, C'mon Catty." Serena shot her a disbelieving look. "That's Tymmie. I can't believe you don't know him by now. He is one major pain in the--"
"Serena." A dark voice cooed from behind them. Serena and Catty turned to face the Prince of Night. He stalked up behind them while they were staring at the new transformed Tymmie, who quickly popped up by Stanton's right hand side.
"Don't you and your crowd belong in the Dungeon?" Serena remarked with a slight frown. The Dungeon is a club where Followers hang out.
"One dance with you and I will leave." Stanton said. Taking Serena's hands and leading her smoothly away. Catty was left alone with Tymmie.
"I could hardly recognize you, you changed your hair." Catty attempted small talk. He seemed uninterested, except for the intense stare he was feeding her.
"I change it every few decades." He simply stated, never taking his eyes off of Catty. After a few silent and somewhat awkward seconds, the song changed to the Remix of the Nine Inch Nails song, "The Perfect Drug". A quick glance over her shoulder proved that Stanton has not only secured one dance with Serena, they started to dance intensely to NIN.
"Dance with me." Tymmie said quietly, taking Catty by the hips and taking steps backwards to the dance floor, not breaking his star. Catty followed a little uneasily, but didn't break his hold of her.
They danced uncoordinated at first, but then they fell into a steady and provoking pattern. Catty moved with grace and Tymmie moved with unimaginable smoothness. Together they danced; Tymmie's arms on Catty's waist; and Catty's arms swaying in the air or lying easily on Tymmie's shoulders.
Catty closed her eyes, she was in awe of the emotions she was feeling. Pleasure, guilt, freedom, fear, wanting, loathing. All these and more were stirring within her as she danced. She threw her head back and danced with all the passion she felt. She felt Tymmie intensify as well, his own dancing equaling her exertion.
The song ended and Tymmie freed her from his hold. Catty opened her eyes, only to find she was alone on the dance floor. She looked around, blushing a little from embarrassment of dancing so passionately with a Follower.
"Cat!" She heard Tianna calling her name. Catty looked around her again, but couldn't see Tianna. She quickly ushered herself to the wall and continued to scan the dancing floor. She wasn't quite sure who she wanted to find more, Tianna or Tymmie. She, however, was the one being found.
"Catty!" Tianna was at her side so sudden Catty jumped. "That was an amazing dance! Everyone was watching you!" Tianna meant this to be good, but Catty would rater stay away from that kind of attention.
"Who was that you were dancing with?" Tianna asked.
"Tymmie." Catty answered simply, twirling her amulet in her fingers as she often did when she was nervous, or anxious. She was still scanning the crowd of dancers. "Where is Serena?" Catty noticed neither Serena nor Stanton were on the dance floor, or anywhere in sight for that matter.
"Oh!" Tianna jumped at the chance of gossip. "After the last dance, they left out the back. D'you think they hooked back up?"
Catty shook her head slightly with a shrug of her shoulders. "I doubt it very greatly, he is, after all, the 'big bad' isn't he?"
"Yeah," Tianna began with a laugh, "but that's half the appeal isn't it."
The rest of the night happened without incident. Serena showed up again, alone, a half an hour after she disappeared. She said she just needed to make sure Stanton and his goons had left. She was reluctant to go into detail. Jimena drove the Daughters home, but Catty asked to be let off at Vanessa's to change.
"I don't think that's a good idea. You could just drop by tomorrow, it's late." Jimena warned.
"No, I'll be alright. I can change and then ride my skateboard home. It's cool, no worries."
Catty took off her make up, tied up her hair, and changed into her neon green halter-top and low rider skater jeans. They were several years old and ripped at the knees and ends, but Catty loved them.
"Are you sure you don't want to wait till my mom comes home?" Vanessa asked when the two were out on the front porch. She was hopping up and down with impatience and coldness.
"I'll be fine! Don't worry, I've skated home from your house many times before." Catty reassured her best friends, kicking down her skateboard and skated off of the driveway and onto the street.
"Yeah!" She heard Vanessa yell after her, "but never with no moon out!"
Those last words made Catty feel a little uneasy, but still, it was ridicules to think anyone would attack her tonight, right?
Catty skated though the neighborhood with ease, swerving smoothly to dodge sticks and cracks in the road. The street lamps provided light on the street, but beyond the dark houses, all was empty and black. Catty shivered with the sudden coldness of the night. Why did she insist on going on alone? Her mother was away, but Vanessa's mom would have been available to drive her in an hour or two.
"It's my damn stubbornness." She thought to herself. "I am always getting myself into trouble." Was it her paranoia, or did she actually start to feel eyes on her? Starting to get a little nervous, Catty quickened her speed. Finally, she reached her home, dark, lonely, and cold.
She entered her home quickly and locked the doors behind her. Her sense of unease subsided a little, but didn't disappear. Catty kicked off her shoes in rough, clumsy motions, stumbling over her own feet. Laughing at herself in her tired state, she climbed the stairs leading to her bedroom. "I am so tired I am not even going to change" she proclaimed out loud to herself.
As she reached the landing, she slapped the hall light off with a fling of her hand. She continued down the hall in the darkness, feeling the walls as a guide. She reached her door. Fear suddenly ripped through her. She had a feeling that someone, something was on the other side of the door, in her bedroom.
She swallowed hard and pushed the door open. The room was dark, only lit by the one large widow that led to a small terrace. There, silhouetted against the street light was Tymmie.