Chapter 8

            Misty breathed deeply as she watched Zaine walk toward her. It was as if everything was happing in slow motion. She was barely breathing. Jewels, frilly dresses, and people swirled around her, whispering in her ear. She couldn't breathe, she wouldn't let herself. The earth stood still, and Misty drew breath.

            Zaine walked over to the refreshment table, and grabbed himself a drink. Then he turned around to face the dance floor. He looked at Misty out of the corner of his eyes, and Misty smiled.

            "I don't care much for dancing." Zaine said, turning towards Misty.

            "But, your highness, how can you not care for dancing?" Misty spoke in a playful tone. He didn't recognize her, and she could be whoever she wanted to be.

            "It intoxicates me, I get dizzy and nervous. And I forget the steps." Zaine said, now smiling as well.

            "Maybe you should forget the steps, and concentrate on the dancer." Misty spoke through her eyes. She tossed her head to the side, and then looked on the dance floor.

            "Sounds logical. Would you care to dance mademoiselle?" Zaine held out his hand.

            "Lets see how nervous you get." Misty smiled as she took his hand.

            They fit perfectly. He wrapped his hand around her waist, and held her hand with the other. It was as if their bodies were made for each other. Misty twirled her fingers through his as they floated around the dance floor.

            "They fit." Misty spoke, as she sighed.

            Her mother had always told her that when she found that one person, if, she found that one person, their hands would fit. Misty smiled.

            "Excuse me?" Zaine said, glancing at his hands, to make sure he didn't do anything wrong.

            "Nothing… You dance well, your highness." Misty said, once more being playful.

            "I doubt it. I'm clumsy, and I've always been afraid that I'll trip in front of everyone, and fall." Zaine laughed. Misty loved his laugh, and that made her want him even more.

            Misty leaned in, closely so that no one else would hear her.

            "I'm dancing with you. You wont fall. Rest assured, that you would catch me if I fall?" Misty laughed through her eyes. She was on fire.

            Zaine smiled, and then frowned. She sounded so familiar.

            "I didn't catch your name."

            Oh no. Did he suspect her?

            "Julie. I'm from… Fyeoden." Misty thought quickly, putting her playful mask back on, after it had slipped off.

            "Did you say Jewel?" Zaine suddenly looked distant. And hopeful.

            "No, Julie. Is something wrong?" Misty still smiled, but inside she was screaming. Would she ever be able to be Misty around him again? Why couldn't she just wrap her arms around him? She wanted to whisper comforting words in his ear, but she couldn't. Not at least, with all these people around.

            "Oh, it's just… oh never mind. You dance well. You fill the dance floor with life." Zaine smiled, but he wasn't the same.

            Misty frowned. This wasn't working. She only had one last chance to see him again, and she was going to run with it.

            "Thank you your highness, but the heat is killing me. I need fresh air." Misty put on her best seducing smile on, and prayed that he would follow as she ran towards the door that leaded to a garden.

            Sure enough, just as Misty sat on a bench next to a rose bush, Zaine calmly walked outside.

            Misty didn't look at him; she starred at the stars instead.

            "The stars are beautiful. I wish I could fly away to them. I'd be a sparkling diamond." Misty smiled, being playful again, as Zaine sat next to her.

            "They are beautiful. Flying away wouldn't suite me though. I'd want to soar." Zaine looked up at the sky as well.

            Misty turned to him, and for one moment, showed him the real Misty. But he wasn't looking.

            Misty sighed.

            "Something wrong?" Zaine looked back down at her.

            "No, I just feel trapped." Misty looked down at the floor.

            "You, trapped? In what way." Zaine put his hand on hers.

            "It doesn't matter." Misty put her playful-Julie smile on once again.

            "I take life as it come. Every day's a new day. I do what feels right." Misty stroked Zaine's cheek.

            "That doesn't sound trapped to me." Zaine smiled as he leaned in to kiss her.

            It wasn't a passionate kiss, liked Misty had hoped for, but she still saw fireworks. She didn't want to stop. But she was the first to pull away, knowing soon she would have to leave, or everything would spill out of her.

            "You should get back to your other guests. They'll wonder where their prince has gone." Misty whispered, her eyes still closed.

            Zaine stood up, and put his princely posture back on. They were both wearing masks, and were suffocating.

            "Yes of course." Zaine picked a rose from bush behind him, not noticing the rose had pricked him, and blood was dripping ever so slightly from his finger.

            He stuck it in Julie's hair and she smiled.

            "I won't forget you." Misty said as her fingers brushed Zaine's hand as he bent down from putting the rose in her hair.

            "You're bleeding!" Misty said as she felt the blood drip down his finger.

            She kissed his hand, wiping the blood away.

            No one even noticed Sophie standing by the door, glaring at the mysterious girl with the diamonds placed around her eyes. Prince Zaine was hers, she was in love. She smiled, and knew her revenge would come soon……..

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Hey, I thought this song sounded like Misty and Zaine's situation, so I'm gonna post it…. P.S I'm not that big of a Brittney Spears fan, I just really like this song…..

Notice me
take my hand
why are we
Strangers when
our love is strong
why carry on without me?

Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby

I make believe
That you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy

Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
Everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby

I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song is my sorry

At night I pray
That soon your face
Will fade away

Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby

 

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@uthors note: I hope that none of u r offended or anything about the song, I just thought that it fit really well with the story.. so don't get mad at me because it's a Brittney Spears song or anything…. I don't want controversy… I just like the song….

Anywho I didn't get to update cuz it's been a LONG week… I know your thinking excuses, excuses… and I know, I'll try to update more! I can't wait until summer

Wow, this chapter is really spicy… I wanted to raise the heat level!! Did I do a good job?? Well did I? Hello! I'm not psychic…. That's what the review bar is for!! Don't be shy… it's only one click away!!  Oh, and thanks to my many reviewers! *baby voice* I love you!!  

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