YES THAT IS CORRECT! I have changed the title. Just a little bit, now a know what all of you are probably thinking. Why is there one title then a colon and then the original title? Well the answer is quite simple actually so for all of you (as of now) Kisses from a Pyromaniac fans, Love's sight is the title of this book. So that must mean Kisses From a Pyromaniac is the title of the...
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SERIES!
Yes, I have decided to make this one book into a series. I have been going over the idea for a while and finally decided to do it. So when this one book will end. I will begin work on the next book. Who's title won't be revealed until later. But be on the look out for the next book when it will come out. I will post on this story alerting you guys about it. So, just wanted to let you all know that. And express your comments and opinions in your Review! So once more don't forget to R&R and enjoy the chapter. I made it nice and long today!
Sydney.
I slipped the dress on easily. It looked nice and form fitting and I exhaled.
Not skin tight and not too loose.
I winced.
I sighed and crammed my feet into the strappy heels, Maya was forcing me to wear.
"These," She cried, pointing at my high tops which I had intended on wearing. "Are not Gala Formal appropriate."
I sighed again. And outsretched my fingers. However had let me get my nails painted black, she said it went with my hair, dress and accessories so it was fine. I smiled at this.
"Sydney. Do you have it on yet?"
I took a quick look in the bathroom mirror.
"Showtime." I whispered with a stupid smile.
The black pearls had been looped once around my neck and dangled below my chest. And the key choker lined the pearls.
I fidgeted with the bracelet as I slowly walked out of the bedroom.
I shrugged and winced as the guys burst out into laughter.
"Oh, ha, ha. Come on. I look fine."
"No you do look totally hot, but the idea of you in a dress- HA!" And Travis burst out into laughter.
"Nominated for an Oscar, Syd?" Chandler teased, pointing at the slightly uncomfortable but seriously good looking shoes.
I clicked my tongue and said.
"Well at least my shirt isn't inside out and covered in chocolate pillow mint."
"Psh. Yeah sure." He said rolling his eyes.
I smirked.
He looked down, had a head spasm and mouthed,
"Damn."
"Hey I think she looks good!"
"Well lets see yours!" I said, hoping to distract all of the attention away from me.
"Fine, fine." She smiled.
She disappeared away into the bedroom and we all sat there for the longest time. We were all ready. The guys in the suits and Tarea, Ally and I in the dresses.
By the by, T looked stunning in her short green strapless dress. She had her hair pulled back in a very sophisticated pony tail and Ally had curled her hair. My hair however was pulled back in a messy last-minute bun and my bangs are flopping around my eyes and are trimmed with two locks of black on each side of my bangs. I stroked the feathers dearly.
"I miss you." I spoke almost silently into the air.
When Maya came out, I watched every beam in amazement, I had already seen this dress. It was gorgeous. Long and flowy it made me think of a sunrise at the beach.
It had a trailing beaded strap that went across her shoulder and the silk dress changed from yellow to orange to pink as your eyes went down the dress.
I let them stare and bubble along while I sat laughing in the corner until Duncan buzzed the hotel room.
"Are ya'll coming or not?"
"Yeah."
"Well," I stated, turning towards my friends.
"Let's get this over and done with."
Ally and the guys nodded and Maya and Tarea burst out into a joyful giggle fit.
I inhaled through my nose and we left for what was likely to be one of the most humiliating nights of my life.
Dom wouldn't stop freaking laughing in the car ride there so I could hardly think of what Maya's aunt and uncle were going to say.
Why was I even going to this anyway? Last time I checked neither Maya's uncle or aunt were formal people. They were as much as redneck hicks as the next Texan, but then again. Maya's uncle Bret was a utilities manager on both the hit TV shows Grey's Anatomy and So You Think You Can Dance. And then the already lucky duck married, Maya's mom's sister, Jennie, who is the attorney for KISS. (Who I LOVE by the way.)
So I'm guessing maybe the Grey's Anatomy crew is throwing this for kicks and Maya just thought it be funny to watch me inhale the whole buffet in a dress gown type thing.
"Hey, does this roof thing open?" I asked to no one in particular. Maya shrugged. "I think so." I rolled it back and stuck my torso outside in the light of the neon signs. I raised my fists and started screaming a bunch of weird things. I'm telling you, I open my mouth I'm not gonna know what's going to come out.
"NEW YORK, NEW YORK! CITY SO NICE THEY NAMED IT TWICE! WELL TEXAS HAS NASA, TAKE THAT MANHATTAN!"
Ally finally pulled me down. "You okay?" She asked holding back a laugh.
"AWESOME!" I shouted back. "You know what? I'm not going to let being in this dress bother me. I'm going to walk around and see who's there. Maybe chit chat with Patrick Dempsy and then I'm going to have a couple of drinks…" I began to trail on. Thinking I was sounding an awful lot like Maya.
When our rental car- cough- A BLACK HUMMER LIMO- cough- pulled in to a rather large lot. I took note of the people arriving. The men looked very professional in their tuxedos and ties. And the women were exquisite and elegant in their long white trialing ball gowns, fur sashes, and diamond tiaras.
No one actually wore a tiara, I'm just exaggerating on how rich they looked.
I got out of the car, feeling astonishingly underdressed, but was enjoying that this was probably considered formal in famous-fancy land.
I smiled sarcastically as I watched a few people take note of my funny hair color choice.
I heard Tarea whisper quickly to us, "You guys… Their dressed so much more-"
"Remember, we're just petty kids in their eyes." Ally said back.
"Exactly. So explain why we're hear again?"
"Sydney." Maya fake scolded, pulling her gold purse strap over her shoulder. "It's a big night for uncle Bret. The Grey's Anatomy crew is trying to impress the new director."
Well my hypothesis was somewhat correct.
I leaned against the back of the car, as I watched a few familiar looking dark-suited men walk in with a couple women, they were smiling and looking like they were having a good time. I wondered where I might have seen them before, but they didn't give me a look of acknowledgement, or even look at me for that matter, so I pushed the thoughts aside.
I hadn't realized that everyone had already out of the car. Ally looped her arm in mine.
"Come on, let's get this over with." She quoted. I smiled and laughed as we waltzed in calm and proud.
It was even more glitzy and glamorous than expected.
Larger than life diamond chandeliers hung from the extremely-high-so-beautifully-sculpted-it's-supposed-to-make-you-cry ceiling. And it was an rather huge ballroom filled with the same looking people, long evening ball gowns, monkey suits with ties and even on occasion some bow ties. As I came down the stairs people eyed me. I unhooked my arm for a minute from Ally, to hold my dress up. Yes, the "Trip 'n Rip", as Maya calls it, was something I really wanted to avoid.
Then a face I could finally put a name on, waved from a large group of people, a woman in a long pale baby blue gown turned and smiled warmly along with a wave herself.
We walked in and I swooped my bangs in front of my face as we went to greet Aunt Jennie and Uncle Bret. "There's my pretty niece!" Aunt Jennie cooed, hugging Maya. "And the whole gang! I'm so glad you all agreed to come!" Bret chuckled.
"Ally, wonderful color. Tarea, magnificent as always. And Sydney. First time in a dress and since Halloween a few years back. And you look amazing!"
"Thanks aunt Jennie." We said.
Then Bret turned back to his group. "I don't believe any of you have met my niece or her friends…" He went off and introduced us one by on
e, I waved and "mingled" for a bit, but of course I was drawn away by the long table filled with the four million varieties of food.
Chandler and Travis slowly followed after. While Jude stayed with Ally to discuss "certain matters."
Mhmm. Yep, you guessed it.
They both have for some time now.
"So, how did you get pillow mint out of your shirt so fast? And then you can tell me the most interesting story of how you got it in, in the first place."
I asked Chandler as I took a fondue fork and dipped a piece of soft bread the giant pot.
Chandler sighed and unbuttoned his monkey suit jacket. I practically choked on the bread.
"Is that my shirt?" I gasped, trying to hold back a laugh, you should have seen it, my white "boyfriend" button up shirt, about to burst over Chandler's chest. .
Chandler quickly buttoned the jacket back up. "Yeah, yeah shut up." He grumped, fastening his tie.
We sat down at a small circular table, which was covered with a white tablecloth and a tiger lily and baby's breath centerpiece.
"Okay so excuse me for not knowing they put a mint on the pillows every morning."
I instantly began laughing.
"So after I put my shirt on, inside out as you say, I jumped on the bed and laid there for a minute wanting to really just take a nap…"
It was so funny I could hardly even sit.
Then the others joined us, except Duncan and Dom, who were according to Tarea, looking for "some action". I rolled my eyes.
"You okay?" I asked Ally, who was about to pop right out of her skin with happiness.
"Amazing, Jude and I had the most awesome conversation with one of the writers of Grey's Anatomy!" She squealed.
This was how Ally and I had found each other, through a love of soap opera medical dramas.
It was even how we met, we were ten and had stopped in front of an electronics appliances store window to watch an episode of House. We've been together ever since.
"Tell me." I said, and listened to her detailed story.
Then Chandler interrupted.
"Who is that?"
We all looked up and turned to where he was looking.
I focused on the figure that had entered on the far side from where we were in the ballroom, then my mouth began to open in shock at the realization of who it was.
"Ella?" I asked myself.
"You know her?" Chandler asked eagerly.
"No way. Is that her? It's been so long!" Maya bubbled along excitedly.
"You guys know her?" Chandler repeated himself.
"Of course! Do you want to, too?" She asked with a wink.
"Sure, whatever." Chandler said in a fake "I don't give a flying crap" voice.
Dr. V was here too. She was shaking hands of some guy and air kissed the cheeks of the woman on the man's arm. She smiled warmly and I saw her turn to her daughter and introduce her.
I stood up and started to walk over there when Maya grabbed my arm.
"Wait for me!" She exclaimed, gathering some of her dress as she got up.
Then someone with a cool and collected voice got on a microphone. "Hello everyone, we would just like to present someone very talented who has volunteered to sing one of the greats. Harry Connick Junior, ladies and gentlemen."
"Oh I love him!" Tarea and I said aloud in unison and then high fived and in that second I forgot what I was doing.
When the rather tall Harry Connick Jr. came onto the stage I nearly passed out.
"Maya, I love you man!" I tried not to shout in amazement as I squeezed her arm and shook it furiously.
"Hello everyone, I think all of you should know this one." He smiled and sat down at a piano.
And it began with a few jazzy trumpets and saxophones, and immediately I felt like I was in some sort of Hollywood black and white movie, with everyone dressed all fancy and dancing.
I watched as Bret and Jennie broke away from their group to dance together.
"And the way you look tonight…" I hummed to myself as Mr. Connick began to capture everyone's heart with his melodic voice.
Mmm. I just love Frank Sinatra. One of the greatest jazz musicians of all time, I'll tell you.
I laughed for a bit and grabbed Ally's hand and then Jude's and flung them down the small set of stairs that led from the dancing floor up to the tables.
"Oh go ahead you two!" I exclaimed with a smile plastered all over my face.
I watched Ally glare half heartedly at me then stare back to Jude and she began to giggle all over again.
Then I leaned against the railing and watched the band slowly tap their foot and Harry's hands dance across the piano keys.
Then I couldn't believe what I was seeing next.
I did a double take.
It could only have been him.
I was sure of it.
The small golden ring in his ear made me know it for sure.
HAHA! A CLIFFHANGER!
Oh come one, did you really think you were going to finally get a chapter where Sydney and Iggy would magically meet again by fate and then ride of into the full moon on a white horse?
Well you didn't get it!
You will in the next chapter.
Minus the full moon and white horse.
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