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Rose
My Clothes landed on my bed with an oof. I was in my room getting dressed for the ball. It was pretty low key for guardians; just a black and white outfit was required. I was going with my black slacks, white button up blouse, and black shoes. It was cute, because the shirt outlined my curves perfectly, but it was also versatile. If I needed to kick some strigoi ass. I could.
Christian was in his room putting on the tux his dad's assistant gave him, more like ordered him to wear. I could hear him grumbling about it from across the hall. I knew he'd be happy when he saw Lissa tonight though. He kinda had this mega huge crush on her. As I have told him before though, she's taken. Or so everyone thinks. Adrian let it slip the other day that it's all for the public eye. Hey, if Christian was nice tonight, maybe I'd tell him that. It would get him happy.
I finished my outfit with the pendant Dimitri got me. It was a complex design of shapes, and it was really cool. He got it for me before his mom died. It was while he was still nice. That had been three years ago though. I had only been 16, and kinda obsessed with Dimitri, in all his Russian God glory. Sure, he was an ass now, but he was still bangin. Yeah, a couple years ago, he was actually pretty cool, but then his mom died. It was cancer, and I knew she had suffered. It was nice in a way when she died, her pain had finally stopped. Dimitri took it hard, thus the ass was born. It was sad, but once you spent an hour or two with him, your sympathy kinda let up.
Hopefully tonight he would be in a good mood.
Dimitri
Damn that stupid boy. It's been twenty minutes and he still hasn't showed. I needed to talk to Lissa about this. I turned around to face the mirror, and brushed off a strand of hair from my suit. It had green embellishments that Lissa had told me, "brought out my eyes." Whatever.
The only reason I was still here was because Rose couldn't escort me. Rose. Her name always did something to me. She was amazing, in every way. Her fierceness, her beauty, her character.
And of course, her being my guardian. Because of that, I hadn't ever told her how I felt. Then of course, there was the whole situation with Lissa. She was my best friend. Nothing more, dad told me I'd have to propose to her soon. Seeing how we had been "dating" for a while. Psssst. As if.
I just mean that Lissa was a sister to me, and I loved Rose.
I loved Rose. I had since the day I met here, to the day she was assigned to me. To now. Except she didn't know it. And she never would, I mean, she was my guardian. And what would she see in me?
Ah. Depressing.
I heard someone knocking at the door, and just shouted "Come in!" I knew it was Adrian.
Time for the ball, to socialize with people who knew nothing about anything actually important, and really just liked talking about themselves. Time to be tormented by Rose, knowing that I could never actually have her. Time to play up the whole Lissa and I being together. Time to try to impress my father. And ignore his disapproving looks.
Well goody.
Showtime.
Rose
Ready Hotstuff?
Sure thang sexaayy. I replied, knowing Adrian would just love that.
Really?
No Adrian. You are not sexay. Your mom is though.
Oh Rose. That was no doubt the most awkward text ever.
I smiled and shut off the phone, knowing we couldn't bring it to the ball. I opened the door to my room and saw Christian sitting on the couch watching The Buried Life. Damn, those guys on that show were cute. I grabbed the keys from the peg board.
"Ready to go?" I asked Christian as I walked over to the door.
"As ready as ill ever be." He replied, opening it and holding it open for me.
"Hey, where's mom?" He asked as I stepped out.
"Seriously, Christian. It took you that long to realize she isn't here?" I asked noticing that he had orange on his tux.
He shrugged.
"She's at a conference." I said, peering at his tux and taking a step towards him to see.
"Whoa there sailor." He said taking a step back and holding his hands up.
"Want to get that close to me, gotta buy me a drink first." He said, smiling at my expression.
I sighed, "Listen dipshit. I'm just trying to figure out why you have orange all over your brand new tux your rich daddy got for you." I said, rolling my eyes.
He looked down at it and rubbed it to get it off.
"Cheetos." He answered as way of explanation. I just nodded, knowing telling him how stupid he truly was, was futile.