Soli Jumps up when she feels a hand on her shoulder.
‘Maya is that you?’
‘No, sorry.’ The girl walks away. This is so weird.
She has known al these people for years but now that everybody is wearing masks and costumes she can’t recognize anybody.
She is wearing a red dress with black shoes and a black mask. Maybe she does look really unrecognisable seeing as she normally just wears jeans.
The party is at some girls house. It’s massive. U huge garden and a pool. Inside it’s dark with just some party lights.
Now it going to be harder to find somebody. Soli stops at a mirror and looks at herself. Only when the disco ball light shines at her she recognises herself.
She doesn’t have that much friends. She knows that her best friend Amy is somewhere here walking around.
She looks at the time it’s 23:17. She puts an alarm clock for 23:55 Or she won’t catch the last train home.
People are dancing, drinking, laughing and talking. Soli stand there with a cup in her hand trying to find her best friend.
She knows she is wearing a blue dress it should not be this hard to find her. Amy walks by her and onto the dance floor.
‘Hey, Amy! Wait a second!’
She follows the girl onto the dancefloor and grabs her arm.
‘Hey Amy! Soli is trying to scream over the loud music. The girl looks her up and down for a second. ‘Sorry, I’m not.'
And she walks off. Where could she be. Bigger problem she has now standing in the middle of the dancefloor.
She wants to walk away when she feels two hand on her waist.
She freezes.
A voice appears in her ear. ‘You look like you need saving.’
Soli turns around and meets soft brown eyes hidden under a silver mask. She is wearing a black dress and her golden blond hair falls over her shoulders.
Soli knows who this is.
It’s Kaylor. She has math with her and she often cheats of her. They have never talked or even made eye contact.
Kaylor doesn’t know who she is, but Soli does know her. Everybody knows her everybody likes her sweet, popular and gorgeous.
If Kaylor knew who she was she wouldn’t be talking to her right now.
Soli opens her mouth she wants to say something and nothing comes out. Kaylor just keeps her hand on her waist. Kaylor smiles. ‘Have we met?’
Oh.
She blinks for a moment. ‘I don’t think so.’ She lies. Why did she lie. Now she can’t go back.
‘Wanna dance?’ Before she can dance Kaylor moves her closer. Her hands still on her waist. Soli feels like she can’t breathe.
The most perfect girl in the entire school is just dancing in front of her with her hands on her waist. She wonders is Kaylor can feel her heart beating over the music.
Soli can’t think where should she put her hands? Also on Kaylor her waist?
She moves her arms up in the air and then places them on Kaylor her arms. She tries not to much to much and just swing to the music.
Kaylor just smiles. She looks like she does this all the time, maybe she does? Who wouldn’t want to dance with her?
‘Your quiet.’ She says grabbing Soli closer to her.
‘I’m not really used… to this.’
‘This?’ Her eyebrows lift up and a smirk appears on her lips. Oh that smirk. Soli stops her self from staring for too long.
‘You know, the party and dancing and strangers grabbing me out of nowhere.’
Kaylor wasn’t a stranger but she didn’t know that.
‘You don’t seem to mind.’
‘Didn’t say I did.’ Soli is shocked by her own answer she said that so fast and flirty. She feels red coming onto her cheeks.
‘Mysterious and flirty. Dangerous.’
Yes now her cheeks are definitely hot and red. She hopes the mask and bad lightning do her some favours.
They keep dancing. In a moment Soli doesn’t know what happens. Kaylor grabs her hands and puts them on her back and puts her own hand back on her waist. Soli doesn’t know what to do. Kaylor is now so close.
There dancing against each other. Kaylor is taller the her and looks down with the same smirk on her lips. ‘Want some air?’ It’s like she can read her mind. She nods. Kaylor grabs her hand and laces there fingers. Just like that if it’s nothing. Soli just keeps staring at there hand together. She pulls her gently through the crowd. No one notices them to busy dancing and drinking. The move through a dark hall way into a small kitchen. On the counter there a purses, chips and some empty cups. ‘Is it okey to be here?’ She asks she nervously sits down on the counter top. Pushing her dress a bit up. ‘Yes it’s my friend’s house.’ Kaylor grabs out of the fridge two soda’s and throws on to Soli who catches it. ‘Thanks.’ The don’t say anything for a second and Kaylor puts her mask off. Soli can’t do anything besides stare. She is so beautiful. Freckles across her nose, smudged mascara under her eyes. She runs her fingers through her hair. She looks so soft and beautiful. She can’t believe she is here with her just the two of them. ‘You’re not going to take yours off?’ She asks. ‘No going to keep hiding for a little longer.’ ‘You’re good at hiding.’ ‘Habit.’ Kaylor just nod her head. Ticking with her fingers against her drink. ‘Well… for someone who doesn’t do parties often or dancing you look really good doing it.’ Yeah, Soli is going to die right there. The red in her cheeks is back and this time she knows Kaylor can see it. ‘I just have a good partner.’ Kaylor steps closer. ‘I just have this feeling like I know your face.’ ‘I just have one of those faces.’ ‘No.’ Kaylor steps closer so now there are touching again. ‘But you do have a pretty face.’ Soli doesn’t know what is happening. This can’t be happening. Kaylor her hand lays on Soli her cheek. Like it’s natural as if it belongs there. ‘Can I kiss you?’ She nods. Kaylor her lips are on hers and it feels amazing. Soft and sweet. There mouths slowly moving. Soli feels lightheaded. It feels really good. Kaylor her hands moving up and down her thighs. Kaylor pulls back. ‘This okay?’ Is this okay? Soli doesn’t want her to ever stop. She stoops of the counter and stands in front of her. ‘Don’t stop.’ Kaylor her hands are back on Soli her waist and she pushes her against the counter. She kisses her again and again feeling the smile on her face. The kiss is now deeper than before. Soli’s hands hold onto the counter. Her legs feels weak and she needs to hold onto something. Kaylor tastes like lip gloss and soda. This doesn’t feel like a first kiss but like they know each other and have done this a million times. Kaylor’s hand traveling up and down her body. Soli gasp when she feels Kaylor her mouth dropping down to her jaw and neck. She grabs her hair. This couldn’t possibly feel this good. Kaylor her lips going lower and lower. Just above her breast she leaves a kiss. Bzztt. The alarm on her phone. Kaylor looks at her. Her pinks swollen and a light pink. The alarm keeps buzzing from her phone. ‘No, no no.’ It’s embarrassing how fast her heart is racing. ‘That’s my train.’ Kaylor is still holding her waist. ‘Can’t you just stay a little longer.’ Soli wants to like really wants to, but she knows her parents will geth really angry if she is late. She wants so much to say yes, but this alarm was a wake up call from a dream she will never have. She wants to. Miss the train. Stay a little longer. See what more the night has to over. After midnight the party ends. The mask comes off and reality comes back. And if Kaylor knew who she was they wouldn’t be kissing right know. There perfect night will just fall out. ‘I’m sorry, I can’t.’ She wants to turn away when Kaylor grabs her arm. ‘Then tell my at least your name.’ She freezes. She feels as if she speaks about it. This night, there dance, there kiss it will all just disappear into air. ‘It’s better if you don’t know.’ ‘Why?’ 'So you won’t have to geth disappointed.’ And with that she leaves the room. She walks down the dark hallway and out the door. Even outside she can still feel the heat on her and her heart still pounding. She looks down at her just above her breast a kiss mark made with pink glittery lip gloss and the most perfect lips. Inside the kitchen Kaylor stares at the empty doorway hoping that the girl behind the mask comes back. To say that it’s al joke and that she will stay the night and she will put her mask off and tell her name and they will kiss again. Even if she will just stay a minute longer. But she doesn’t And the clock strikes midnight.