Here's Chapter Fifteen! Enjoy you guys! :)
Fires of Love
Chad stood in the den of the temple, pacing nervously while waiting for Raye to come out. He straightened his tuxedo jacket in an attempt to make himself as presentable as possible. The tuxedo had been fairly easy to come by since his parents were rich and he could afford it. It was getting himself to look right in a tuxedo that had been the hard thing! He felt something in his pocket as he straightened the jacket and reached in. His hands closed over the red stone and he grinned. 'Good thing I remembered to put it in here last night!' he thought to himself. 'I know Raye will like this. It reminds me so much of her...' His thoughts strayed from the stone as he remembered Raye. He slipped it back into his pocket and resumed his pacing, worrying about his appearance again.
He had carefully combed his hair and tied it back in a low ponytail. His bangs were off of his face and his clear brown eyes peered out. He was surprised he could see everything! He looked down at his tie, still worried that he hadn't done it right. It had taken forever just to get it halfway decent looking! He suddenly heard a noise behind him and he turned with his greeting a ready upon his lips- he had practiced it at least a thousand times the night before. However, as the lovely vision before him stepped into the light, the words died in his throat, and all he could do was gape in amazement.
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Raye pulled the dress on, legs first, so she wouldn't mess up her hair. She yanked it up gently and felt the soft material on the inside of the dress against her body. She reached around for the zipper and pulled it up to where it stopped at her waist. She reached back and tied the string that laced up her back tightly and stepped in front of the mirror. She gazed at herself, feeling for the first time like the princess she was. She twirled in front of the mirror, watching the dress sway out majestically and admiring how the metallic red colors shifted from a smoky silver tint, to a red-orange, and then back.
Her hair was half up and half down. The lower half was curled under and splayed around her shoulders and down her back majestically. The top half was done up in many complicated loops and created a strange ringlet look that was absolutely exquisite. She had curled a few strands in the front into small ringlets that framed her face softly. She touched up on her make-up, making sure it was just right, and slipped on her jewelry as she headed out of her bedroom to meet Chad.
She was very excited to see him. She had gone through great pains for him not to see her until she was done. She had even skipped lunch to avoid him seeing her hair! Her stomach grumbled softly as she remembered she wasn't going to be eating until late that night. She shrugged it off and walked into the den, all ready to greet her date.
She saw a handsome young man standing in the den. His back was turned to her, but she admired how he held himself. He stood at attention, with his hands gently placed behind his back. His hair was tied in a low ponytail at the nape of his neck. His shoulders were wide and his hips slim. He stood about seven inches taller than she did. She gasped. 'It can't be!' Her mind cried suddenly. But it was!
Chad turned around as he heard her enter. His mouth fell open and he gaped at her. They gazed at each other for a moment, lost in each other's eyes. Neither could believe what they were seeing. Chad's eyes gazed into Raye's dark violet ones. He had never seen eyes like hers and he adored them. He had often watched her as she prayed and admired how the fire flickered off of her violet orbs. He could always get lost in them. They were strangely sad and full of somehow dangerous secrets...
"Beautiful..." he whispered aloud. Raye heard him and met his eyes, shyly.
Raye looked down. She couldn't believe how good Chad looked! She could see his eyes- really see them- for the first time. They were a warm brown and gazed at her lovingly. She welcomed it at first, but became uncomfortable. She tore her eyes away from his and cleared her throat softly.
"Well," she began, "should we go say good-bye to Grandpa?" she asked.
"Huh?" Chad asked, as if in a deep dream. He woke up. "Oh! Um, yeah. Sure. Let's go," he said softly, wishing he could look at her longer. He suddenly stopped.
"Wait! Raye, I got you this," Chad said softly, holding out a corsage of dark red roses. "Here, let me put it on."
Chad took her hand softly and felt the familiar jolt of emotion he did every time he touched her. This time, however, Raye felt it too. She gasped and looked in his eyes. A wave of vertigo gripped her and she had to use Chad's hand to steady herself. Chad didn't notice this and slipped the corsage onto her wrist. He looked up happily but his smile faded when he saw her expression.
"Raye? Are you all right?" He asked, concerned.
"What? Oh, oh yes. I'm fine... Come on, we better get going." Raye murmured, jerking herself out of her thoughts. Chad looked at her hard but blew it off.
He offered his arm to her, and she took it, smiling nervously in spite of herself. 'I never knew Chad had so many manners,' she thought. 'He's like a southern gentleman, ready to escort his lady wherever she wishes.' She suddenly felt strange and had a strange urge to push him away before she kissed him. She shook her head quickly and tried to replace the feeling of coldness with the feeling she had felt when she had touched Chad. The feeling frightened her, but was somehow intriguing. She smiled again, though faintly, and wondered where the sudden rush of feeling had come over her.
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Amy finished curling her hair and slipped a silver glitter headband into it. She stepped back and admired her shimmering form. 'Not bad,' she thought. 'Not bad at all.'
She stepped out to see Greg waiting for her in the den. She smiled as he held out a lovely lily corsage. It was tiny and had a beautiful white ribbon with baby's breath encircling the tiny flower. Her smile grew even larger when he slipped it onto her wrist and placed a kiss on her lips. They were stunned as a flash broke out behind them.
"That's definitely one for the album!" Amy's mother said laughing.
Amy and Greg laughed with her, but then looked into each other's eyes. No one could drive them apart now. Their love would last forever.
Amy's mom took about a hundred more pictures before Greg and Amy made it out of the house. Greg's car was parked in the driveway. Amy grinned as he opened the door for her, smiling at her again as she got in. Amy's mother waved from the doorway and Amy returned the wave with the biggest smile she could manage.
"Amy, you look so beautiful." Greg said, blushing a little. "I love you Amy Anderson." Greg smiled gently.
Amy gazed at him for a moment, then leaned forward, and pressed her lips against his. Their embrace was short, but passionate, and Amy never forgot that kiss. She looked at Greg again when they separated.
"I love you too, Greg. Forever and always." Amy said, almost in tears.
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Lita stared into her mirror, trying to decide what to do with her hair. Her make-up and dress were already on, but she was completely stumped about what to do with the auburn mass adorning her head. She sighed, exasperated. She knew Ken was in the other room waiting for her. She reached up and pulled out her ponytail. She watched as her auburn hair flowed down just past her shoulder blades. She smiled. 'Not bad.'
She thought about leaving it like that. Her hair was wavy, but fell just right and framed her face romantically. It accentuated her green eyes, but Lita still wasn't sure. No, she thought, it looks kind of plain... She took out a green barrette and pulled the front back, but let a few strands hang loose. She curled these, making them frame her face. She completed the look with a red gloss that added shine to her lovely lips. She smiled into the mirror.
"Perfect." she stated, twirling around.
She walked out into her living room to find Ken sitting on the couch waiting for her. He looked up and gasped, taking in Lita's appearance as she stood before him. She looked beautiful, almost too beautiful to touch. A lump formed in his throat, and he recognized it as his love for her. He stood up shyly, holding her pink rosebud corsage in one hand. He stood up and approached her.
Lita gasped as he walked towards her, his eyes never leaving her own. Her heart swelled with love and she had to choke back the tears forming within her. She loved him, she actually loved him, and it hurt to know she wasn't supposed to. 'Why do I have to love him?' Her mind asked. 'Why can't I just see him as the best friend he's always been? What about Jupiter Knight? Do I have to love him? Are we meant to be?'
Ken reached Lita and took her hand, staring into the eyes he loved and knew so well. He leaned forward and Lita's heart jumped. For a brief moment she hoped he would kiss her, but then the moment was gone, and he was whispering into her ear. He was close, so very close.
"You look so beautiful Lita," he whispered softly. "A guy could fall in love."
'And you have,' he thought sadly. 'You have fallen in love with your best friend, someone who is supposed to be dear to you forever. And she will be dear to you,' his mind answered, 'forever... and you will regret never telling her just how much.'
"Thank you Ken," Lita answered softly, moving back so she could look into his eyes again.
For a moment Ken's heart stopped, and he saw a reflection of his own feelings in Lita's emerald orbs. He dismissed it though. How could best friends be lovers?
Lita laughed suddenly and took Ken's arm. "Well my prince, shall we go?" Lita asked leading him towards the door.
Ken gasped as he heard those words and nearly reeled as memories careened into his mind. He shook his head and tried to shake them, and the girl, out of his mind.
"Yes," he answered shakily. "Let's go."
Lita noticed the change in his tone but said nothing of it. She only glanced at him worriedly, and then decided to ask him about it later.
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Mina twirled around her bedroom as she waited for Anthony to arrive. Her gold dress shimmered around her and her curls bounced as she danced. Her hair done in a southern-belle style that matched perfectly with the theme of her dress. Her gold sandals made pleasant clicking noises as she danced across her living room towards the kitchen where her mother was making dinner.
"Boy Mina! I've never seen you so happy for a dance. You're positively glowing!" her mother exclaimed.
"Well Mom, when you see my date you'll know why!" Mina answered, grinning mischievously.
"Who is you date exactly?" Mrs. Aino asked, leveling Mina with a questioning gaze.
"His name is Anthony Matthews, he just recently moved here from America." Mina answered simply.
"Oh? How old is he Mina? If he were your age he wouldn't be traveling around by himself." Mrs. Aino said questioningly.
Mina groaned, exasperated. "Mom, don't worry! He's nineteen and he came here to become some sort of businessman. He's the reason why everyone else gets to go to this ball in the first place." Mina said patiently.
"Ohhhh! I'm sorry Mina. I was just afraid he was quite a bit older than you, like Serena's boyfriend, what's his name? Darien? How did they meet anyway?" Mrs. Aino asked.
Mina looked up, a little nervous. "Yeah, his name is Darien. He uh, well they uh.... It's a really long story Mom..." Mina said, not quite knowing how to explain.
She was saved as the doorbell rang. "Anthony!" she cried, leaping to her feet.
"Hold on honey, hold on!" Mrs. Aino said, brushing her hands off and heading to the door. "He can't see you right away. Go into the hall while I let him in!" she said laughing.
Mina laughed and nodded, racing into the hall. She heard the door open and smiled as Anthony greeted her mother warmly by shaking her hand. Mina grinned wider and walked out.
Anthony had been looking at her mother, smiling and making small talk, when she appeared.
His eyes focused on her and his mouth dropped open. Her mother's gaze followed his and she nodded at Mina. Mina's heart soared! Her mother approved of him!
Anthony held out a corsage of yellow roses, and kissed her cheek softly as he slipped it on her wrist. He murmured sweet nothings into her ear as he did so and Mina once again was overwhelmed by how quickly she had come to love him. She took his arm and they left for the dance, saying good-bye to her mother with a smile and a wave.
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All five of the girls met up at the ball, exclaiming over how great the dresses turned out. Serena looked beautiful, especially because her hair was different. She had pulled it up into a high ponytail that fell in gentle curls down her back. Little ringlets framed her face and the diamond earrings and necklace her mother had loaned her sparkled radiantly. Darien had a permanent grin on his face, hardly believing his little meatball head could clean up so nice.
The guys got to know one another quickly. Darien and Anthony got along amazingly, while Chad, Ken, and Greg stuck together, becoming an automatic trio and quickly great friends.
Raye tried to ignore Chad- still thinking of those strange feelings- but found it hard not to, especially with how nice he looked. She had shared a few dances with him, but was continually being overwhelmed with strange emotions. She found herself avoiding him, and hated herself for it. He was always looking at her as if he wanted to talk to her in private, but she never acknowledged it. Everything just felt too weird. Chad sighed after his last attempt to get her attention. He felt the stone in his pocket, glowing hot, and tried to ignore the pain in his heart.
'It was stupid to get your hopes up...' He chided himself shifting his gaze to the floor and beginning to walk away. He turned back to look at Raye, who was laughing with some boy she had just met. He frowned as pain and jealousy flowed through his heart like acid. He fought back the lump forming in his throat and the tears that threatened. He hated to show his emotions, especially when he knew his eyes were so expressive. That's why he hid them all the time...
Chad walked out of the ballroom and onto the terrace, looking out at the beautiful garden and fountain in front of him. He glared at their beauty, seeing Raye in front of him, her laughing mouth and her smoldering eyes. He loved her. He'd known that for a while now, and he worshipped the ground she walked on.
"I just wish I could make her see it," he said aloud. "I want her to see how much I love her."
He glanced down at his hand, which held the red stone. It glowed brightly, giving him strength and resolve. He turned back towards the ballroom.
"I will not let love pass me by!" he said aloud.
A couple on the terrace saw him and gave him funny looks. Chad blushed, embarrassed, but went back inside- ready to take back Raye, and his heart.
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Fires of Love
Chad stood in the den of the temple, pacing nervously while waiting for Raye to come out. He straightened his tuxedo jacket in an attempt to make himself as presentable as possible. The tuxedo had been fairly easy to come by since his parents were rich and he could afford it. It was getting himself to look right in a tuxedo that had been the hard thing! He felt something in his pocket as he straightened the jacket and reached in. His hands closed over the red stone and he grinned. 'Good thing I remembered to put it in here last night!' he thought to himself. 'I know Raye will like this. It reminds me so much of her...' His thoughts strayed from the stone as he remembered Raye. He slipped it back into his pocket and resumed his pacing, worrying about his appearance again.
He had carefully combed his hair and tied it back in a low ponytail. His bangs were off of his face and his clear brown eyes peered out. He was surprised he could see everything! He looked down at his tie, still worried that he hadn't done it right. It had taken forever just to get it halfway decent looking! He suddenly heard a noise behind him and he turned with his greeting a ready upon his lips- he had practiced it at least a thousand times the night before. However, as the lovely vision before him stepped into the light, the words died in his throat, and all he could do was gape in amazement.
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Raye pulled the dress on, legs first, so she wouldn't mess up her hair. She yanked it up gently and felt the soft material on the inside of the dress against her body. She reached around for the zipper and pulled it up to where it stopped at her waist. She reached back and tied the string that laced up her back tightly and stepped in front of the mirror. She gazed at herself, feeling for the first time like the princess she was. She twirled in front of the mirror, watching the dress sway out majestically and admiring how the metallic red colors shifted from a smoky silver tint, to a red-orange, and then back.
Her hair was half up and half down. The lower half was curled under and splayed around her shoulders and down her back majestically. The top half was done up in many complicated loops and created a strange ringlet look that was absolutely exquisite. She had curled a few strands in the front into small ringlets that framed her face softly. She touched up on her make-up, making sure it was just right, and slipped on her jewelry as she headed out of her bedroom to meet Chad.
She was very excited to see him. She had gone through great pains for him not to see her until she was done. She had even skipped lunch to avoid him seeing her hair! Her stomach grumbled softly as she remembered she wasn't going to be eating until late that night. She shrugged it off and walked into the den, all ready to greet her date.
She saw a handsome young man standing in the den. His back was turned to her, but she admired how he held himself. He stood at attention, with his hands gently placed behind his back. His hair was tied in a low ponytail at the nape of his neck. His shoulders were wide and his hips slim. He stood about seven inches taller than she did. She gasped. 'It can't be!' Her mind cried suddenly. But it was!
Chad turned around as he heard her enter. His mouth fell open and he gaped at her. They gazed at each other for a moment, lost in each other's eyes. Neither could believe what they were seeing. Chad's eyes gazed into Raye's dark violet ones. He had never seen eyes like hers and he adored them. He had often watched her as she prayed and admired how the fire flickered off of her violet orbs. He could always get lost in them. They were strangely sad and full of somehow dangerous secrets...
"Beautiful..." he whispered aloud. Raye heard him and met his eyes, shyly.
Raye looked down. She couldn't believe how good Chad looked! She could see his eyes- really see them- for the first time. They were a warm brown and gazed at her lovingly. She welcomed it at first, but became uncomfortable. She tore her eyes away from his and cleared her throat softly.
"Well," she began, "should we go say good-bye to Grandpa?" she asked.
"Huh?" Chad asked, as if in a deep dream. He woke up. "Oh! Um, yeah. Sure. Let's go," he said softly, wishing he could look at her longer. He suddenly stopped.
"Wait! Raye, I got you this," Chad said softly, holding out a corsage of dark red roses. "Here, let me put it on."
Chad took her hand softly and felt the familiar jolt of emotion he did every time he touched her. This time, however, Raye felt it too. She gasped and looked in his eyes. A wave of vertigo gripped her and she had to use Chad's hand to steady herself. Chad didn't notice this and slipped the corsage onto her wrist. He looked up happily but his smile faded when he saw her expression.
"Raye? Are you all right?" He asked, concerned.
"What? Oh, oh yes. I'm fine... Come on, we better get going." Raye murmured, jerking herself out of her thoughts. Chad looked at her hard but blew it off.
He offered his arm to her, and she took it, smiling nervously in spite of herself. 'I never knew Chad had so many manners,' she thought. 'He's like a southern gentleman, ready to escort his lady wherever she wishes.' She suddenly felt strange and had a strange urge to push him away before she kissed him. She shook her head quickly and tried to replace the feeling of coldness with the feeling she had felt when she had touched Chad. The feeling frightened her, but was somehow intriguing. She smiled again, though faintly, and wondered where the sudden rush of feeling had come over her.
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Amy finished curling her hair and slipped a silver glitter headband into it. She stepped back and admired her shimmering form. 'Not bad,' she thought. 'Not bad at all.'
She stepped out to see Greg waiting for her in the den. She smiled as he held out a lovely lily corsage. It was tiny and had a beautiful white ribbon with baby's breath encircling the tiny flower. Her smile grew even larger when he slipped it onto her wrist and placed a kiss on her lips. They were stunned as a flash broke out behind them.
"That's definitely one for the album!" Amy's mother said laughing.
Amy and Greg laughed with her, but then looked into each other's eyes. No one could drive them apart now. Their love would last forever.
Amy's mom took about a hundred more pictures before Greg and Amy made it out of the house. Greg's car was parked in the driveway. Amy grinned as he opened the door for her, smiling at her again as she got in. Amy's mother waved from the doorway and Amy returned the wave with the biggest smile she could manage.
"Amy, you look so beautiful." Greg said, blushing a little. "I love you Amy Anderson." Greg smiled gently.
Amy gazed at him for a moment, then leaned forward, and pressed her lips against his. Their embrace was short, but passionate, and Amy never forgot that kiss. She looked at Greg again when they separated.
"I love you too, Greg. Forever and always." Amy said, almost in tears.
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Lita stared into her mirror, trying to decide what to do with her hair. Her make-up and dress were already on, but she was completely stumped about what to do with the auburn mass adorning her head. She sighed, exasperated. She knew Ken was in the other room waiting for her. She reached up and pulled out her ponytail. She watched as her auburn hair flowed down just past her shoulder blades. She smiled. 'Not bad.'
She thought about leaving it like that. Her hair was wavy, but fell just right and framed her face romantically. It accentuated her green eyes, but Lita still wasn't sure. No, she thought, it looks kind of plain... She took out a green barrette and pulled the front back, but let a few strands hang loose. She curled these, making them frame her face. She completed the look with a red gloss that added shine to her lovely lips. She smiled into the mirror.
"Perfect." she stated, twirling around.
She walked out into her living room to find Ken sitting on the couch waiting for her. He looked up and gasped, taking in Lita's appearance as she stood before him. She looked beautiful, almost too beautiful to touch. A lump formed in his throat, and he recognized it as his love for her. He stood up shyly, holding her pink rosebud corsage in one hand. He stood up and approached her.
Lita gasped as he walked towards her, his eyes never leaving her own. Her heart swelled with love and she had to choke back the tears forming within her. She loved him, she actually loved him, and it hurt to know she wasn't supposed to. 'Why do I have to love him?' Her mind asked. 'Why can't I just see him as the best friend he's always been? What about Jupiter Knight? Do I have to love him? Are we meant to be?'
Ken reached Lita and took her hand, staring into the eyes he loved and knew so well. He leaned forward and Lita's heart jumped. For a brief moment she hoped he would kiss her, but then the moment was gone, and he was whispering into her ear. He was close, so very close.
"You look so beautiful Lita," he whispered softly. "A guy could fall in love."
'And you have,' he thought sadly. 'You have fallen in love with your best friend, someone who is supposed to be dear to you forever. And she will be dear to you,' his mind answered, 'forever... and you will regret never telling her just how much.'
"Thank you Ken," Lita answered softly, moving back so she could look into his eyes again.
For a moment Ken's heart stopped, and he saw a reflection of his own feelings in Lita's emerald orbs. He dismissed it though. How could best friends be lovers?
Lita laughed suddenly and took Ken's arm. "Well my prince, shall we go?" Lita asked leading him towards the door.
Ken gasped as he heard those words and nearly reeled as memories careened into his mind. He shook his head and tried to shake them, and the girl, out of his mind.
"Yes," he answered shakily. "Let's go."
Lita noticed the change in his tone but said nothing of it. She only glanced at him worriedly, and then decided to ask him about it later.
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Mina twirled around her bedroom as she waited for Anthony to arrive. Her gold dress shimmered around her and her curls bounced as she danced. Her hair done in a southern-belle style that matched perfectly with the theme of her dress. Her gold sandals made pleasant clicking noises as she danced across her living room towards the kitchen where her mother was making dinner.
"Boy Mina! I've never seen you so happy for a dance. You're positively glowing!" her mother exclaimed.
"Well Mom, when you see my date you'll know why!" Mina answered, grinning mischievously.
"Who is you date exactly?" Mrs. Aino asked, leveling Mina with a questioning gaze.
"His name is Anthony Matthews, he just recently moved here from America." Mina answered simply.
"Oh? How old is he Mina? If he were your age he wouldn't be traveling around by himself." Mrs. Aino said questioningly.
Mina groaned, exasperated. "Mom, don't worry! He's nineteen and he came here to become some sort of businessman. He's the reason why everyone else gets to go to this ball in the first place." Mina said patiently.
"Ohhhh! I'm sorry Mina. I was just afraid he was quite a bit older than you, like Serena's boyfriend, what's his name? Darien? How did they meet anyway?" Mrs. Aino asked.
Mina looked up, a little nervous. "Yeah, his name is Darien. He uh, well they uh.... It's a really long story Mom..." Mina said, not quite knowing how to explain.
She was saved as the doorbell rang. "Anthony!" she cried, leaping to her feet.
"Hold on honey, hold on!" Mrs. Aino said, brushing her hands off and heading to the door. "He can't see you right away. Go into the hall while I let him in!" she said laughing.
Mina laughed and nodded, racing into the hall. She heard the door open and smiled as Anthony greeted her mother warmly by shaking her hand. Mina grinned wider and walked out.
Anthony had been looking at her mother, smiling and making small talk, when she appeared.
His eyes focused on her and his mouth dropped open. Her mother's gaze followed his and she nodded at Mina. Mina's heart soared! Her mother approved of him!
Anthony held out a corsage of yellow roses, and kissed her cheek softly as he slipped it on her wrist. He murmured sweet nothings into her ear as he did so and Mina once again was overwhelmed by how quickly she had come to love him. She took his arm and they left for the dance, saying good-bye to her mother with a smile and a wave.
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All five of the girls met up at the ball, exclaiming over how great the dresses turned out. Serena looked beautiful, especially because her hair was different. She had pulled it up into a high ponytail that fell in gentle curls down her back. Little ringlets framed her face and the diamond earrings and necklace her mother had loaned her sparkled radiantly. Darien had a permanent grin on his face, hardly believing his little meatball head could clean up so nice.
The guys got to know one another quickly. Darien and Anthony got along amazingly, while Chad, Ken, and Greg stuck together, becoming an automatic trio and quickly great friends.
Raye tried to ignore Chad- still thinking of those strange feelings- but found it hard not to, especially with how nice he looked. She had shared a few dances with him, but was continually being overwhelmed with strange emotions. She found herself avoiding him, and hated herself for it. He was always looking at her as if he wanted to talk to her in private, but she never acknowledged it. Everything just felt too weird. Chad sighed after his last attempt to get her attention. He felt the stone in his pocket, glowing hot, and tried to ignore the pain in his heart.
'It was stupid to get your hopes up...' He chided himself shifting his gaze to the floor and beginning to walk away. He turned back to look at Raye, who was laughing with some boy she had just met. He frowned as pain and jealousy flowed through his heart like acid. He fought back the lump forming in his throat and the tears that threatened. He hated to show his emotions, especially when he knew his eyes were so expressive. That's why he hid them all the time...
Chad walked out of the ballroom and onto the terrace, looking out at the beautiful garden and fountain in front of him. He glared at their beauty, seeing Raye in front of him, her laughing mouth and her smoldering eyes. He loved her. He'd known that for a while now, and he worshipped the ground she walked on.
"I just wish I could make her see it," he said aloud. "I want her to see how much I love her."
He glanced down at his hand, which held the red stone. It glowed brightly, giving him strength and resolve. He turned back towards the ballroom.
"I will not let love pass me by!" he said aloud.
A couple on the terrace saw him and gave him funny looks. Chad blushed, embarrassed, but went back inside- ready to take back Raye, and his heart.
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