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Chapter 4: An Invite Back
SIX MONTHS LATER
()()()()()() – This Is an Invitation ()()()()()()()()
Dear Miss Cecelia Pegasus,
You are Cordinarily invited to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon Ball, Headed by Mr. Seto Kaiba; CEO of Kaiba Corporation Technologies.
Please arrive at The Kaiba Mansion Front Gates at 6:00 on the 15th of December.
() () () () ( ) End of invite () () () () () ()
Ce's fingertips traced the calligraphy letter of her invitation. 'Why would he invite me?' The clock chimed 12:00 pm, as she stood up to find a suitable garment to wear.
Beautiful gowns of red satin, Carmel fleece, and Purple flannel ran under her soft touch as she carefully thought about each dress. She searched throughout all of her closet, but failed to find the perfect dress.
Then something black caught her eye, it was way in the back of the closet. She recognized this dress as the one her father gave to her on her 16th birthday, before he died.
She carefully put on the dress and was unsurprised at how it did not fit. It was too large at the chest. Unfortunately, she was a little flat chested. "Damn," she cursed as she threw the dress back into her closet.
Suddenly, a glamorous idea struck her. She ran, still in her work clothes, (a black pant-suit) through the castle, down the stairs and to the place where all of her father's guards used to hang out when they were supposed to be working. But, there aren't anymore of those lazy workers, Ce fired them.
She searched in back of the costume cart, and found what she was looking for. Her father would not have permitted her to keep it, but she hid it from him. Then again, no one could really hide from his millennium eye, could they? After searching through boas, satin tights, and a couple of pairs of leather shorts, she found her dress. A beautiful deep blue silk dress fell underneath her fingertips. She extracted the magnificent wonder from the costume-cart-type-closet. She calmly walked back up to her room, and tried the dress on. The outfit fit her like a glove.
She twisted her hips slightly and calmed as she hear a light, romantic slight swish. The several layers of satin, lace, and light fabric that made up the skirt, made this dress so beautiful, it was fit for a goddess. The top was almost sleeveless, except for a pair of ultra-skinny straps that indeed around to the back or the dress, exposing the cleavage that she needed to grow, and almost all her back.
The only thing that she worried about now was her hair, nails, shoes, and how she would manage to hide the tattoo on the back of her neck. The tattoo was a simple black star and moon. The simplicity itself made it elegant.
The party was later that evening, so she had to get ready, she sat down at the stool in front of the desk she used as a make-up area. She choose the perfect shade of blue eyeliner, and pale blue eye shadow to match. She smoothed pale pink lipstick on, and cleaned her normally red French manicure off or her nails. She put waterproof concealer on her tattoo, and blended it with her skin. Ce skipped the mascara, blush, and concealer on her face because she simply didn't need it. She also slipped on high heeled shoes that had one strap by her toes, and several other straps crawling up her legs.
She also pulled her naturally wavy, blonde hair into a tight bun. Her hair had grown in the past months, and she tightly wrapped her finger around some escaping waves, turning them into tight ringlets. Ce quickly sprayed soft-touch hairspray onto her locks and grabbed her Gucci© purse.
She traveled to the platform where, earlier, she had ordered her helicopter landed, and pilot ready. She stepped in and the pilot took off. Over the night into the city of Domino, Ce's eyes trailed on buildings going by in a blur of life.
Ce watched as the Kaiba mansion can into view. It was a little before 6:00. The pilot landed on the helicopter pad on the roof. Ce stepped out and was greeted by Kaiba himself. "Welcome, to my Ball," he stated coldly. Ce nodded her head and proceeded into the elevator and into the grand ball room. It was filled to the brim with people.
Chapter 4: An Invite Back
SIX MONTHS LATER
()()()()()() – This Is an Invitation ()()()()()()()()
Dear Miss Cecelia Pegasus,
You are Cordinarily invited to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon Ball, Headed by Mr. Seto Kaiba; CEO of Kaiba Corporation Technologies.
Please arrive at The Kaiba Mansion Front Gates at 6:00 on the 15th of December.
() () () () ( ) End of invite () () () () () ()
Ce's fingertips traced the calligraphy letter of her invitation. 'Why would he invite me?' The clock chimed 12:00 pm, as she stood up to find a suitable garment to wear.
Beautiful gowns of red satin, Carmel fleece, and Purple flannel ran under her soft touch as she carefully thought about each dress. She searched throughout all of her closet, but failed to find the perfect dress.
Then something black caught her eye, it was way in the back of the closet. She recognized this dress as the one her father gave to her on her 16th birthday, before he died.
She carefully put on the dress and was unsurprised at how it did not fit. It was too large at the chest. Unfortunately, she was a little flat chested. "Damn," she cursed as she threw the dress back into her closet.
Suddenly, a glamorous idea struck her. She ran, still in her work clothes, (a black pant-suit) through the castle, down the stairs and to the place where all of her father's guards used to hang out when they were supposed to be working. But, there aren't anymore of those lazy workers, Ce fired them.
She searched in back of the costume cart, and found what she was looking for. Her father would not have permitted her to keep it, but she hid it from him. Then again, no one could really hide from his millennium eye, could they? After searching through boas, satin tights, and a couple of pairs of leather shorts, she found her dress. A beautiful deep blue silk dress fell underneath her fingertips. She extracted the magnificent wonder from the costume-cart-type-closet. She calmly walked back up to her room, and tried the dress on. The outfit fit her like a glove.
She twisted her hips slightly and calmed as she hear a light, romantic slight swish. The several layers of satin, lace, and light fabric that made up the skirt, made this dress so beautiful, it was fit for a goddess. The top was almost sleeveless, except for a pair of ultra-skinny straps that indeed around to the back or the dress, exposing the cleavage that she needed to grow, and almost all her back.
The only thing that she worried about now was her hair, nails, shoes, and how she would manage to hide the tattoo on the back of her neck. The tattoo was a simple black star and moon. The simplicity itself made it elegant.
The party was later that evening, so she had to get ready, she sat down at the stool in front of the desk she used as a make-up area. She choose the perfect shade of blue eyeliner, and pale blue eye shadow to match. She smoothed pale pink lipstick on, and cleaned her normally red French manicure off or her nails. She put waterproof concealer on her tattoo, and blended it with her skin. Ce skipped the mascara, blush, and concealer on her face because she simply didn't need it. She also slipped on high heeled shoes that had one strap by her toes, and several other straps crawling up her legs.
She also pulled her naturally wavy, blonde hair into a tight bun. Her hair had grown in the past months, and she tightly wrapped her finger around some escaping waves, turning them into tight ringlets. Ce quickly sprayed soft-touch hairspray onto her locks and grabbed her Gucci© purse.
She traveled to the platform where, earlier, she had ordered her helicopter landed, and pilot ready. She stepped in and the pilot took off. Over the night into the city of Domino, Ce's eyes trailed on buildings going by in a blur of life.
Ce watched as the Kaiba mansion can into view. It was a little before 6:00. The pilot landed on the helicopter pad on the roof. Ce stepped out and was greeted by Kaiba himself. "Welcome, to my Ball," he stated coldly. Ce nodded her head and proceeded into the elevator and into the grand ball room. It was filled to the brim with people.