SUPRISE! ANOTHER UPDATE! Hehe, I just don't feel like doing homework. This week flew by...Prom is Saturday and I still haven't decided on a hair style! (P.S. If you would like to help me decide, here are the two that I am considering and I hope I don't get yelled at for putting these on here lol...I need help though!) Anyway, I don't own POTO...sulks in corner


Within three hours we were ready to go. We were bringing Erik but he would be staying with Isabelle and her nanny for the night.

Walking into the Chagny estate was an obstacle. There were so many people, most of whom I had never seen. The first thing my parents did was bring Erik upstairs before he became too overwhelmed. I tried to stay near Dante and Gustave but I somehow managed to get separated.

I stood in one spotlooking around for a familar face, but it was unsuccessful. All of a sudden, I felt someone grab my hand and pull me into a different room.

"Elijah! Don't do that! I didn't know who it was. There are so many people here. Do you actually know them all?"

He scoffed. "My father is using our birthday party as a social gathering for his friends...it's more of a business meeting for him, I guess. But I'm sure that he'll get drunk, like usual, and make an ass of himself, like usual." I bit my lip and looked away. I always felt awkward when Elijah spoke of his father.

"Maybe not, Elijah. Maybe he'll be decent tonight." Elijah smiled.

"You always manage to find the positive in every situation, don't you?" I shrugged my shoulders and flashed him a big smile, then wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You can't always be so pessimistic, Eli. You are probably right about your father, I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm just saying that there's a chance." He laughed.

"Hopefully fate falls our way tonight." He wrapped his arms around my waist and looked in my eyes. "You look beautiful tonight, did I tell you that?"

I looked away and blushed. "Stop embarrassing me. I'm sure that most of the women here look better than I do."

"Nonsense. They are all overdone. You look perfect."

"Stop it! Now I'm blushing so I'll havea red face. My face won't match my dress!" Elijah started laughing.

"It matches perfectly." I ran my hands through his hair then rested them on his neck again.

"Silly, silly boy. You always have to make me blush." I picked a piece of lint of his shirt, then he leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips.

The kiss only lasted for a few moments, then he whispered, "I suppose that we should get back to the party."

I nodded and took his hand as he led me back to the splendid gala.


Big shocker, right. Just kidding. Y'all saw it coming, didn't ya? Well, R&R please!