Bradley Uppercrust III
I stopped playing with the ring Bradley had given me when the door to the JavaBean opened.
“ Hey, Bradley. The usual?” He was alone, which was very unusual for hi, but I ignored it for now and quickly brought his coffee over to Bradley. “ You ok? Where are your friends?” He let out a small groan.
“ They’re all trying to find dates to the masquerade.” I tilted my head to the side in confusion.
“ Masquerade?” Bradley took a sip of his coffee.
“ Yeah, it’s this Saturday…” Bradley slowly said before he took a long sip from his coffee and stood up.
“ Have a good day at school,” I called as he walked out of the door. I picked up a poster of the masquerade. “ Maybe a masquerade won’t be so bad. “
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I had decided to follow through with my plan. I looked at all the different masks displayed through the ball. I turned once I felt a tap on my shoulder.
“ May I have this dance?” I turned to the voice and grabbed the hand I was offered.
“ You may.” I didn’t think I would have been asked to dance tonight. We danced the night away. There was something about the way his hands felt on my waist...It was familiar. “ I’m sorry, but I have to ask, Do we...Know each other?”
“ I-uh...I’m not too sure-”
“ Wait-”I glanced at his chest, an arrow charm was pinned into his suit. “ Bradley?” Bradley let out a defeated sigh.
“ Yeah, it’s me. I see you’re wearing the ring I gave you, (y/n).” I stared at Bradley with wide eyes.
“ I thought you weren’t going to be here. You didn’t seem like you were really interested in stuff like this.” Bradley continued to dance with me.
“ I honestly just came here because I was worried that some guy would try to sweep you off of your feet.” I let a soft laugh pass through my lips.
“ I don’t think that’s possible...You swept me off my feet ages ago.”