Next chapter…just for you J. I know they're all really short chapters, that's just how I write them. So, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Actually it's perfect for Valentines Day, how rare.
Anywho, Happy Valentines Day to you all! Go shout yourself a block of chocolate; you deserve it!
Chapter 11: The beginning to a perfect night
The ball room looked beautiful; I felt like Cinderella just stepping into the prince's ballroom.
White and black marble floor gleamed with a shine that was nearly blinding. Flourishing green plants spilled from all over the place, taking up every corner. Elegance filled the room, so it felt like you could almost touch it. The room smelled of numerous brands of expensive perfume and aftershave all mingled together in its own unique blend, like Beethoven's, Mozart's, and Bach's music all put together. There was a small group all ready, clustered on the circular floor sweeping over the marvellous design like water.
I made my way down the stairs, letting my hand sweep along the white marble banister feeling its coolness and smoothness under my black lace glove. I had never felt so dressed up and stylish in my life. I had bought the dress about three years ago and this was the first time I had actually gotten to wear it, it was one of those dresses you fall in love with but then you never get to wear it. The colour was the colour of a deep purple like the ones you find in plums sometimes, the colour the royal had worn to show their superior. Purple was one of my favourite colours, though I didn't get to wear it much. It was an ankle length, and if you looked hard enough it shimmered with a touch of glitter. It fitted my body like a dream and what had caught my eye about it was the back. It had a low back that went down to sit just above my waist, emphasizing my shoulder blades; across my back was a black criss-cross shoelace string. The front dipped a bit but not too low to be uncomfortable, and a split came up the side to my knee, exposing a glimpse of leg every now and then. The shoes were black strappy ones that didn't have too much of a heel because kissing the floor wasn't really one of my favourite things to do.
As for kissing other things…
Oops, back to the outfit.
A sliver necklace with droplets of dark amethyst was around my neck with matching earrings. My hair was done in a mass of curls pinned on top of my head with a few purple fake roses. I wasn't a big fan on make-up so just a red blush and purple eye shadow and black eyeliner, oh, and don't forget the dark red lipstick, I had thought it was a bit dark but then as I looked at the other women that moved around the floor, I realised it seemed quite pale compared to some browns. Okay; I admit it, I had gone all out to look my best. But who wouldn't to a ball, when you finally get to dance with well the man of your dreams?
That sounded really corny, but oh well.
I stood on the outside of the dance circle mesmerised by the fancy colour, sweeping material and the shuffling sound of the people gliding in circles around each other but never colliding.
"I'm glad you could come." A voice whispered so closely to my ear I could feel the air as it rushed out and formed into words. I turned and came face to face with the greyest eyes I'd ever met, and for a moment I was frozen as though those beautiful eyes had put a spell over me. When I finally came back earth, I replied.
"So am I." I whispered. He smiled and I knew I had that stupid love struck smile plastered across my face too.