Teara swore slightly as the limo pulled back up at the hotel they'd been staying in. The festivities this morning had landed her in a limo traveling around town, which she had no problem with, and going shopping, which thoroughly pissed her off. The girl didn't mind shopping and she rather enjoyed it when she and a few friends back at her home town in the United States had an outing, but hanging out with the people she'd been forced to hang out with that day ruined any hope of the experience being close to happy.
The morning had started with a happy breakfast of waffles and strawberries with whip cream or for the more braver guests something more native to the region. Everyone was getting along fine. Everything was fine. No one knew where Black Out or Out Kast was located, but that was good enough for the rest of them. To put it simply who cared at the moment? Then it was announced that they would be going dress shopping for the dance tomorrow. This had no problem for her, but when they pulled up to the place and all got out someone had the bright idea to split up in groups.
She was so going to hurt Chris later.
The whole point was to get to know each other. Teara had ended up in a group with Mariah, Ming-Ming, Hilary, Ashley, and Salima. It had not been a pretty day.
"What's with the cussing?" Renee looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You have no idea what I had to deal with," Teara rolled her eyes at the girl. "I swear when I take over the world every annoying person who has a name starting with M will die a horrible, bloody, and slow death." Her voice was deadpanned causing Renee to chuckle.
"It couldn't have been that bad," she forced herself to keep her voice low so the other passengers wouldn't be able to hear her.
"I had five to six pink dresses thrown in my face and we spent four hours looking for Egyptian silk for Ming-Ming to wear. Egyptian Silk."
Renee shook her head. "Sucks to be you. I had pretty normal people in my group. Emily's a little bossy, but she's an egg head and a push over. Miriam wouldn't stop talking about Johnny for some ungodly reason, Kat's pretty cool and she has a good sense of style to. She found this awesome light grey dress that goes well with her skin tone."
Teara frowned. "Miriam spent her time talking about Johnny," she got out of the Limo and stood off to the side with the bags holding her stuff in her hand. "I thought she was dating Max."
"She is," Renee smirked, "but I don't think it means anything."
"Too bad," Teara shook her head slightly as she watched Max grin coming out of the hotel to help the girl with her bags. Miriam laughed slightly and pushed the turtle with a playful fist. "She better not make him lose his concentration in this tournament or I'm going to hurt her." She left walking towards the door determined to get out of the cold. When Russia was over she was taking a vacation to the Caribbean.
Renee frowned, "That was a little mean." Her voice was a light whisper as she moved to get inside with the five bags. Teara was acting more angst than usual. The girl had always had a slight temper and a somewhat depressive streak, but this was a little much for even her. It was slightly unsettling.
"What kinda dress did you get Renee?" Mariah spoke up as the girl walked into the lobby. "Oh um," Renee looked down as if she'd forgotten. "It's a red gown. You know like a prom dress, since we're suppose to go all out for the press at this thing and everything." She shrugged smiling at the White Tiger female.
"Really?" Mariah seemed genially interested. "I found this pretty pink one." She pulled it out slightly and Renee had to blink a couple times to regain her sight. "Do you think Ray will like it?"
"Sure he will," Renee grinned stepping into the elevator. "I don't think he couldn't Mariah." She watched the female smile as the elevator began to take her to her room three stories up. "At least he can't miss you in the crowd," her voice was a mumble. Jeez pink on an even brighter pink was a little much, or was she the only person who thought that way anymore? Ray was a nice guy, but he was down to earth. Really down to earth. She couldn't even begin to fathom what had caught his attention with Mariah.
That chick was wired wrong.
"Wasn't she mad at me last night?" Her voice was a light wondering whisper as the elevator doors opened and she headed towards her room. She shook her head ridding herself of the thoughts. It didn't matter form what she seen of the girl this would be an ongoing circle.
Laying the bags on the bed she reached in and lifted out what she'd chosen for the night. It was a turquoise dress that reached her knees when she'd tried it on at the store. There was a slight slit at the back that ran up to her mid thigh showing what she hoped was a better part of herself. The top ran up to her neck in a very traditional Chinese style, much like the neck of ray's clothing. To make matters better, a glittering silver line ran from the neck down to the right side to create a silver dragon wrapped around its self.
She smirked slightly as she went to the small room's closet and pulled out a pair of jet black heels that matched her hair. She smirked at the contrast between the blue and the black.
Miriam swung the dress in her hands again glancing at the mirror. It was just about time to go to the dance. She had two hours before the cars would come pick them both up and take them. "Max will definitely like me in this dress," her voice was a whisper. She frowned slightly as she thought about the blonde male. Max hadn't been acting like he used to lately. There were a lot of loose ends in the way he would look at her. They didn't talk. They didn't just sit together. At the breakfast table this morning it had been all she could do to get two words in with him.
A knock at her door made her jump, but Miriam went to it and peaked out the hole through the door. Max was not going to see her outfit until tonight. She was going to make it special and they were going to fix whatever had happened to them while they were preparing for the tournament. That was what she wanted and that was what she was going to do. Hopefully once the competition actually got started they could put the fact that Voltaire was behind it all and try to treat it like a normal tournament. She knew it was a long shot, but she was completely hoping. Max had taught her that, to hope for the impossible, like when they were trapped together in the building as it collapsed a few years ago. She shook her head. She'd been a pig head back then.
Through the peep hole Johnny stood waiting. He was still dressed in a white collar shirt and a red pair of jeans that matched his hair and contrasted nicely with the bandanna keeping his hair in place. She smirked as she opened the door and let him. "What are you doing over here?"
Johnny looked at her and sighed, "Nothing really. I already a suit from home so I spent my morning in the gym and got bored. So I figured since you guys were back I'd come up and say hi."
"Really?" Miriam seemed skeptical, but then again as she watched Johnny fidget slightly she let it go. He'd tell her when he wanted too.
"Hey um," Johnny looked down at the green dress. The fabric was all cotton and it felt warm in his hand, not smooth like silk, but warm and motherly. The background of the dress was green with a flower pattern of deep blues, other green shades, and blacks.
"Do you like it?" Miriam asked holding it up to show that it would reach below her knees and the sleeves would wear like a t-shirt. He nodded thoughtfully and then grinned. "You know what I got the perfect thing for that."
"What do you mean?" She looked at him quizzically. Her eyebrow raised and she bit her lip slightly as she shifted to look at him better. Jonny grinned wildly at her and pulled out a necklace from his back pocket. They were black stones on a long necklace that would hang to her navel. Miriam's eyes widened and she dropped the dress on the bed.
"Oh my," she was lost for words. "Johnny what is this?"
"Turn around," he commanded. Miriam almost rolled her eyes; she didn't take orders from any guys. She grabbed the necklace and put it on herself. Johnny did roll his eyes however. "They're pure onyx. I saw them in a shop today when I went to get my tie. I thought they would look good with you, but I'm glad they match the dress too."
Miriam never was one to be vain about herself or her looks. When she'd first meet Max and the Bladebreakers she wore very little make up paying more attention to things like staying ahead and stealing the bit beasts. Looks came second and she held no value for expensive things coming from a small village herself, but this was extraordinary and she felt her heart leap.
"Thank you!" She turned around and hugged him without hesitation and he hugged her back. "Thank you so much it will look so well with my dress. Max will love it." Johnny's back straightened and his body become slightly rigid against her before becoming relaxed.
"You're right he will," Johnny spoke. He was one of the few who knew her self esteem issues within the relationship that she and Max shared. To be honest he saw no reason for her to have confidence issues within it. She was perfect. Max on the other hand needed some help, like last night. Johnny knew that Miriam would have never kissed Renee for anyone let alone Kai, but when the Russian had brought Max into it her reserve dissolved and she did it anyway. Max himself barely stood up to his own team captain to stop it from happening. In Johnny's opinion Max needed to be the one having issues. Miriam was way out of his league, the fact the girl gave him the time of day was a miracle within itself.
"Thanks again, I got get ready," she grinned ear from ear as she stood with him at the doorway. She kissed him on the cheek and he didn't bother to shy away. The two of them had become like siblings at Roberts preparing for the tournament. "What are you wearing tonight?" She yelled after him as he walked down the corridor.
"Black tux, red shirt, black and red tie plus the bandanna!" He shouted back at her in a manner that Robert would have deemed uncouth, but he didn't care. The German Majestic leader wasn't here at the moment and that suited him just fine.
"Hey Max!" Max and Tyson turned as the two of them were getting on the elevator. Max saw Joseph wave at him and he motioned Tyson to take the elevator while he optioned to stay and see what the youngest Saint Shield wanted. He could catch the elevator later. "What is it Joseph?"
The youngest blader had grown taller in the past few years. He stood almost eye level with Max, but still had to look up to meet the male's eyes. "Hey Maxie, um, can I take my sister to the dance. I mean I don't want to steal your thunder or anything it's just that…." Joseph trailed off looking for the right words.
Max frowned and narrowed his eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"The dance tonight, can I take her? I mean it's just a tradition in our family you know. The father takes the daughter to her first dance you know," he fidgeted slightly. "I mean I know that Miriam is not a traditional woman in any sense. She doesn't do well taking orders from guys, and you know I think she'd be leading the dance if it was appropriate. She hasn't said anything about it, but you see our father's dead. He died at sea when we were really young."
Max nodded feeling sorry for the kid, "Yeah she told me about that. She was eight at the time."
"Yeah so you see," Joseph moved his hands as if he was speaking with them before stopping. "She was closer to dad than I was and she remembers him. I just know it would mean a lot to her if I took her in his place. 'Cause you see it's my job because you know I'm the next guy in line and everything….."
Max watched the male blush and bit his lip amused. He had wanted to surprise Miriam at the door of the hotel and take her in a separate car to the dance instead of riding in the same cars as everyone else. It was going to be slightly romantic so they could get some alone time to talk. They hadn't really sat down and talked in a while.
The male in front of him changed his mind. "Of course you can," Max grinned and placed a hand on his shoulder. "My dad got us a chauffeured car though with a driver and everything. I was going to surprise her with it you know, but I want you to use it."
"Oh," Joseph looked guilty. "If you guys have gone to all that trouble than maybe its best if you took her instead."
"No," Max shook his head and laughed an idea coming to his head. "You take her and bring her, I'll wait at the opening of the dance hall or wherever this thing is. I'll open the car door for her and everything." The idea seemed better than the car. He would definitely have her with him the whole night then.
"Okay sure," Joseph grinned at the male. "Thanks Max, I appreciate it."
Teara growled looking at her hair. "Jeez, this is not going to working." She looked in the mirror and sighed. Her silver hair was everywhere. Every strand was doing its own thing and she had tried everything to fix it right. "Screw it," she mumbled. She threw her comb, make up, and everything else she would need in her small travel bag. Leaning over the sink she wet her hair and than wrapped it up in a towel so it wouldn't wet the dress she was already wearing. She couldn't do anything with her hair, but she was willing to bet someone was already ready to go and wouldn't mind helping her.
Five minutes later she stood in front of Renee's door and banged on it. "Renee I need your help!" The door beside Renee's opened and Kayla stepped out, "Oh hey Teara. You need Renee?" She eyed the form up and down noting how the girl wasn't even ready to go.
"Kinda is she in here?"
The door opened at that exact moment showing Renee completely ready to go. The girl's dressed matched wonderfully with the green and blue make up she'd used on her eyes and the pink lipstick. The black hair was tied back but allowed some strands to fall from the bun on the top of her head to complete the look.
"Wow you look amazing," Teara eyed the heels intently. She'd never get away with wearing what looked like four inch heels.
"And you look like you need help." Renee chuckled. Her thoughts drifted to when they were younger and Teara coming to her house for a makeover or something. The young female lived with two brothers and was too used to rough housing to have the patience to do her own hair and makeup. She shook herself out of the memories as Teara pouted.
"It doesn't like me."
Renee chuckled before looking over at Kayla. The girl had chosen correctly when she'd picked out the burgundy dress that feel to her ankles. It was sleeveless and the back dropped low and had a design made of fabric. Her black hair was swept elegantly to the right shoulder and cascaded down to the beginning of the dress on her chest. Her ear rings were golden along with a golden tear drop that feel delicately on her chest. Renee noticed the golden ring was still there too.
"You look good," Renee smiled at the other girl. "And good is an understatement." She glanced back at Teara before an idea came to her. "Are you done?"
Kayla blinked "Yeah, I was just going to wait until Brandon comes to get me." Renee glanced back at her clock, fifteen minutes. Teara had only given her fifteen minutes to make a masterpiece out of what she was sure to be a disaster.
"You do the makeup and I'll do the hair?" Kayla looked at Teara and the girl seemed lost. She was going to need help if she wanted to be descent enough for the media that was sure to be at the dance for at least the first portion. "Sure." Teara smiled gratefully before both girls hauled her into Renee's room to begin their work.
Emily sat at the edge of her bed watching her leg shake up and down. She was so nervous. Her red skirt flowed out like an American 60s poodle skirt with a red top that had a collar but no sleeves. Her hair was styled and her makeup was perfect. The way she looked wasn't the problem. The problem was Michael. She thought about what had happened in the limo with the other girls on their way to the mall.
Flashback
"Unbelieveable," those words out of Salima's mouth put everything in perspective for the entire ride. The limo opened only on one side and the inside of the car was meant to hold a party of twenty or more. There was an entertainment center, leather seats, and a small refrigerator filled with every soft drink imagined.
Ming Ming smiled at the simple girl who had become her temporary teammate. Simple people like her didn't know how the other half lived. She took another sip of the mineral water she'd found in the back of the refrigerator. "So," she sat back. "Who's actually got a date to this thing?"
The girls stopped their ideal chatter to look at the silver/bluish haired female. She smiled back at them with a devil's look and her dark skin hidden beneath a fur in lined coat.
"Well some of us have boyfriends," Hilary voiced. "So I'm assuming that we do." She almost growled at the woman five seats from here. Remembering the pop diva from a year ago in the tournament with the Bladebreakers and Kenny's obsession she had very little respect for here.
Ming Ming just giggled. "Really so who's with who?"
"I'm with Max," Miriam spoke smiling. "Hilary's with Tyson."
Ming Ming frowned slightly, "I noticed." Her smile returned. "And Salima's with Kane right?" she looked to the red head who blushed and nodded.
"Who's Kane?" Chris asked. When she got her answer as the male with long blue hair and eyes she whooped. "Good for you girl. He is hott!"
Salima laughed and leaned back.
"I'm with Brandon, the co-captain of our team." Kayla put in and everyone nodded. If they had not been there the night before they knew from the morning's breakfast in the cafeteria who she was talking about. That boy had been hanging all over her and on her every word.
"Well Rei is definitely taking me," Mariah spoke smiling at Ming Ming beside her in a smug way. She found herself fond of the teen idol. Ming Ming smiled back. "Is that it?"
"Um…Michael is taking me," Emily looked at the floor and wiggled in her seat. "He asked last night if I wanted to go with him because he didn't have a date and we were teammates.
"So you're just going as friends?" Mariah asked looking hard at the girl. If Emily was still free then that means she was still pinning after Rei a long with that bitch Renee. She glared at the black haired female who was biting off a hang nail.
"Yes," Emily spoke quickly. She blushed then straightened up her glasses. Beside her Chris raised an eyebrow and stared at Teara. The purple haired girl caught the disbelief at the proclamation in the other's eye but shrugged. Like she would know.
"And there are the dares," Liz smirked. Chris lit up immediately forgetting about the All Star tech's answer and grinned evily at her captain. Teara huffed and turned away.
"Oh you mean the truth or dare game last night?" the voice came from a long haired skinny tall girl with freckles beside Tony. That morning she had been introduced to the others as the Blue Crusade's final female member named Ashley. The girl had beautiful brown eyes and dyed blonde straight hair to the middle of the back. Her only true flaw was a dash of light freckles across her nose.
"Yep. We dared off two of our female bladers to two of our males," Liz grinned happy to explain. "Now Tala has to be Taylor's slave and dance partners all night and Kai is Teara's love slave."
"You have a date?!" Kat turned to her sister with a sweet smile. Taylor frowned. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because it was against my free will and it's my problem," Taylor spoke swiftly and curtly folding her arms and spreading her legs to lean back in the seat further. Kat stared at her then sighed but smiled anyway shaking her head.
The difference between the two amazed everyone. As siblings, twins even, there was really nothing alike between the two in personality. Kat was all smiles and politeness were Taylor growled and glared. It was hard to consider the two related at all. It was like watching yin and yang play out in front of your eyes.
"You're going out with Kai," Ming Ming asked looking at Teara. The Roseblader snorted. "Hardly. I'd rather pull of his genitals and make him eat it!"
"TEARA!" Renee exclaimed looking at her team captain. The girls where all shocked.
Teara rolled her eyes, "Fine I'd kill him with my bare hands then give his dead body to Hannibal Lector all right?"
"So you don't like him?" Ming Ming asked with a slight smile on her features again.
"No." Teara thought for a little while, "Why do you?" Her gaze fell to the singer with a raised eyebrow in question.
Ming Ming sighed. "Yeah actually." The girls gasped and looked at her.
"Really?" Mariah looked at her with awe. "But Kai is so wired." She rolled her nose.
Ming Ming grinned, "But he is hott. Can't you imagine what he would look like without his clothes?"
Mariah blushed. He wouldn't look as good as Rei would but, the idea was rather…nice.
"Oh you mean Kai covered in chocolate?" Ashley looked at the popstar. "I don't' like, don't really know him, but I gotta agree he has a front page body."
Teara snorted, "Oh please. He's an emo freak with issues."
"Ladies?" The intercom came alive as Duo's voice traveled through the car. "We've arrived at the mall so if you would please remove yourself so I can park?"
End Flashback
Michael was her complete and utter problem. She told the girls that he was taking her because they were on the same team and as friends. A knock on the door alerted her that he was here and when she opened the door she felt the butterflies settle in her stomach as he stared at her with those wide eyes taking in her entire look. Michael himself had borrowed a white dress shirt and black pants with a red tie. His orange hair was messy without the hat. She didn't mind. She liked what she saw.
And from the way he was looking at her he felt the same.
Michael closed the door behind him and stepped into the room wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. "You look good enough to eat," his voice was a whisper against her skin as he nipped at her ear before kissing her on the cheek and trailing his lips to her mouth. Her hands found their way around his neck as they kissed slowly and deeply.
When they finally pulled apart Emily laughed at the little bit of lipstick on his lips. "Let me get that," she went to the bathroom and came out with toilet paper whipping it off before reapplying some more on her own lips to keep the color even. "We have to go," She chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest.
"Why? I don't think it would be safe. I might lose my control out there you know. I might just have to take you right then and there." His voice was deep and husky as the warm breath tickled the back of her cheek.
"Michael," Emily cursed herself as her body began to react. It was just too easy with him. "Behave. We have to behave because if they media got a hold of this…."
"It would ruin both of our careers. I know," Michael spoke and sighed hugging her closer. "This sneaking around shit is getting on my last nerves, but I'll be good." He backed off and stood away from her.
"Michael?" Emily knew how much it hurt him that they'd had to sneak behind everyone's back. As far as the boys were concerned he was still single and they continued to set him up with dates that he'd have to entertain despite the fact that they'd been seeing each other for two years. His shadowed face suddenly became a smile as he tossed a wicked strand of hair out of her face and back where it was suppose to go before straightening her glasses. He smiled slyly, "I'll behave if…."
"If?"
"If you tell me that your door will not be locked at three o'clock in the morning and I have your every bit of permission to sneak into this queen size bed with you." He wiggled his eyebrows. She blushed deeply and nodded causing him to laugh and lightly kiss the bridge of her nose. Since their relationship had become intimate Michael had begun sneaking around to her bedroom every chance he got to make love or just sleep beside her. It wasn't anything new and certainly not their first time, but it still made Emily blush deep red.
"Milady," Michael held out his arm which she took with a nod and coy smile playing the part. They would walk out as friends, but when he came back she wasn't sure that was all they were going to be tonight.
Kai stood on top of the hotel looking outside at the Russian city with a weary look. It was about five minutes til and he was all ready to go, but he couldn't get himself to walk back down the stairs. The wind blew his black suit and hit the flesh shown from the buttons he'd opened on his deep blue dress shirt. He didn't bother with a tie. Those things were annoying and could choke the hell out of anything. He wanted to make sure he could breath tonight. The door opened behind him and the light from inside the building reflected off of his single left earring.
Tala walked onto the roof with his white suit. He wore a white dress shirt and orange tie. He walked up to his ex-team mate and stared out at the city before speaking in a low voice. "You know you wouldn't be so torn up about it all if you'd just sit down with me." His blue eyes turned to Kai as he fore ward against the brick in front of him.
Kai didn't say anything, but choose to stay silent. He knew what the red head was getting at. When the man with the tuxedos had arrived Voltaire was with him and Kai almost lost it. His 'grandfather' decided to pull him aside and speak with him, "You're making a mistake boy, you belong with me you always have. This was partially your idea, from the Abby to everything." Kai told him to fuck off, but the next words he'd said put a shiver down his spine.
"Why are you pretending to be something you're not with them boy? This isn't who you are and you and I both know it. I wonder what you're team mates would do if they knew the real you. What you've done and the stains on your hands." After speaking those words Voltaire took his leave, but he'd done his job. Kai didn't remember much about the Abby and what he did he didn't like. The idea that there were stains on his hands bothered him, he knew there was very little he wasn't incapable of. The question was how far had he actually gone? How far had he been willing to let himself go?
Tala had noticed his mood change when the others had begun to file through the jackets. The Blitzkrieg boys had been trying to have a sit down and talk about the Abby with Kai for a while. Tala and Spencer were convinced it would help him understand and get over it so he could move on, Ian thought it would just hurt him, and Bryan told him it would do him good. According to him it would have a negative effect on Kai and that he would never get over it, but he would be aware of just what he was capable of doing and be aware of that so he wouldn't make a mistake with 'normal' people.
Kai refused to listen to any of it. It was in the past and he was determined not to give Voltaire the satisfaction of knowing he was curious. What Bryan said also scared him. It could be true. Sometimes the truth was hard to live with, too hard.
The two stood in the cold air in silence before Tala's watch began to ring. The red head sighed giving up on Kai and turned off the watch's alarm. "It's time," he turned on his heel hearing Kai behind him as the two made their way down to the lobby. They found the rest of the bladders waiting.
"There you two are," Brandon smiled at both of them. His black suit a direct contrast with Tala. "The only thing we're waiting on now are our dates." He grinned at the red head. "Teara, Renee, and Kayla are going to be late. Something about a fashion emergency or whatever," he laughed. "Girls. They probably wanted to look good for us." He wiggled his eyebrows at the blue haired Russian. "Maybe you made more of an impression than you thought. When the fight breaks out give me a heads up. I got twenty in my pocket and I'd like to make it forty before we get home."
Kai ignored him, but Tala smirked. Kat came up to the small group of boys with a smile gracing her elegant features. The red head noticed Bryan's eyes staring at her the entire time, he glanced up at Kai and watched him smirk slightly as he saw the same thing. A love sick Bryan was pretty funny as his head continued to back away from his neck to watch sway towards him. He had a goofy look on his features that wasn't natural on the usually impassive male.
Kat stopped in front of them. "Tala, my sister said she'd meet you at the dance. Apparently she's already there," her pearl ear rings danced as she moved her head. She was wearing a simple grey dress that had a pink lace wrapped around the waste.
"Alright," Tala nodded towards his team mate slightly. "I'll see her there so we can finish our dare." Kat sighed, "I can' t believe you two are actually doing this. Just do me a favor and don't push Taylor's buttons tonight," she looked at him with her kind eyes. "She is really in no mood to deal with it I promise you. Just do the dare if you must and leave it at that."
"I don't plan on it going any further," Tala frowned slightly. "Good," the girl nodded at the two other boys. "Have fun tonight." And she walked off.
"Man that girl is a fox," Brandon whistled lightly. Kai raised an eyebrow this time and looked at the male, "Aren't you dating someone?" Brandon chuckled, "Yeah, but no harm in looking right." His eye sight took in Kat's form with lust.
Before anyone had a chance to respond the elevator's door ringed and the three girls stepped out. Renee was first followed by Kayla and both girls had satisfied smirks. Behind them Teara walked out wearing her sliver dress and her ruby red jewelry. The ear rings and necklace both had red stones shaped like tear drops. Her hair was pulled back in a simple pony tail and had been turned into curls that ran down to her back. She followed the two girls with a scowl towards Kai and the others.
"Hey babe," Brandon put his arm around Kayla's waste and kissed her cheek. "You look wonderful. You the one that took to long?"
"Actually that was Teara," Renee had no problem pointing out her team captains embarrassment. "You should have seen her hair before I took a hold of it. Kayla helped me do the makeup." She got behind Teara and pushed her fore ward. "What do you think Kai?" She grinned. "She pretty enough for you to take to the dance?" She grinned at the Russian.
Teara pulled out of her grasp and growled, "Shut up Renee. Let's just go and get this stupid thing over with. How long is it?"
"Three to four hours," Kayla spoke. Teara shook her head and looked over at Kai, "This is going to be a long night," she thought. "Can we go?"
"We've been ready to go for a while, we were waiting for you," Kai spoke up getting off the wall and holding out his arm. "I have to take you to the dance so lets go."
Teara was aware that most of the other bladders had stopped to stare at the two, no doubt hearing about what had happened last night. This was not going to be easy, "Of course," she took his hand with forced politeness. She grinded her teeth and felt Kai tense beside her before nodding curtly and walking towards the doors. He felt Tala snicker behind him. "Lucky bastard," he thought. With Taylor already there he'd gotten out of having to take her to the dance arm and arm.
Taylor glanced down at her watch with a smirk. The others should be coming any second now and she'd already hidden her stash. The security at the front was checking everyone for any weapons or metal before you could get in, but she'd gotten her stash through. There was no way she was going to get through the night without it, especially having to deal with that retarded blader as a date. Like she'd said the night before a night of pure hell.
The cars pulled up and the teens got out and she stood near the door waiting for Tala as she folded her arms across her chest and stomped her heel. Of course he had to be one of the last ones out of the car. She watched as Kai and Teara got out before them and frowned in pity for the girl as she felt the tension in the air immediately. Neither had said or done anything mean yet, in fact they were completely nice and civil to each other. It was just done with gritted teeth and set jaws. Had it not been for that fact they might have looked like a couple.
Teara shot her a pity look as well as she walked by when Tala came out. He strutted over to her with a sly smirk and she had to force herself not to slap him. Honestly, did he live in world of mirrors or something because he was just full of himself. He stopped short and bowed causing her to force her eyes away. The clothes fit his form well and the orange went with his red hair, as odd as that was. The color scheme was what she'd expected, it was the same with all of his other clothes. Originality please, oh well she could just pretend he was Kai.
Tala straightened and took a closer look at his forced date. She was wearing a silver chain and a simple little black dress that hugged her figure completely showing off her dancing form. A slit ran from her upper thigh down to the end of the dress which stopped at the knees. She looked good at least. Good enough to have some fun with. He let himself smirk as he remembered her reaction to him last night. She wasn't blushing yet, but by the end of the night he'd charm her. He'd charm her enough so that she'd hate him forever, but actually give him the respect he deserved as the teams' captain. Something she'd yet to do.
He held out her hand going for a more intimate approach than Kai did. The blue haired Russian was just trying to get through the night, not get into Teara's head and make her go gushy so he could control her after all.
Taylor rolled her eyes, but took it. His hand was like ice in her warm palm as the two of them made their way inside. There was tables full of food and drinks as the DJ began to play classical music from his place on the stage. She found a seat and Tala set beside her for two songs in silence before a man actually took the stage.