The Party and the Shadow King
"What am I supposed to wear?" I ask myself, slightly annoyed. I scan my closet again, desperately looking for something "cute" to wear. "Ugh! Why is this so hard?" I yell at myhhself.
"Need some help?" I hear someone ask behind me. I twist my body around and see Gabe standing in my doorway. He's smiling, not a kind smile but more of an amused smirk. Oh no, I think to myself, here comes the crazy Gabe. I wondered when I would see him again. The "Crazy Gabe" is when my kind, gentle brother turns into an evil, torture inducing demon.
"No, I can do this on my own Gabriel," I say, calling him by his full name like I always do when he goes crazy. He laughs at me and steps into my room (Gabriel doesn't believe in privacy boundaries). He walks past me and to my closet, scanning it with a mischevious smile on his face. He kind of scares me when he's like this.
"Here we go," he says as he picks out an outfit. He doesn't let me see but instead shoves it into my arms and pushes me toward the bathroom. "Now just get in the shower and change into that. When you're done I'll do your hair and make up. I'm a pro at it being the gay I am," he says and shuts the bathroom door. Oh right, my brother is gay which is another reason why we're so close. He came out his sophomore year of high school, we all supported him and so did his friends. I was just glad none of his friends rejected him, though he did get teased a little.
I undress and get in the shower, using cold water because it's a bit hot. I wash my hair and body slowly only to agitate Gabriel. Once I'm done I get out and dry off. I walk to the bundle of clothes and slowly unfold them.
"Are you crazy?" I yell to my brother who I hear chuckle on the other side of the door.
"A little," he replies, clearly amused. I sigh and put on the outfit he's picked out for me. The outfit consists of a short blue jean skirt (and I mean short short), a red tank top that slightly shows my stomach, and my jean jacket with sleeves that go to my elbows. I look in the mirror. It's not that bad to my surprise.
"Are you done? I'm getting old out here," I hear Gabriel say with impatience. I sigh and walk out of the bathroom. I find Gabriel standing in front of my art wall, observing it closely.
"This one's new isn't it?" he asks, pointing to the blue haired boy. I nod at him. "It's really good. Is he from some show or something?" he asks.
"I honestly don't know. I just drew him yesterday. I can't shake the feing that I know him though," I tell him, staring at the drawing. He looks at me questioningly before dropping the subject.
"Well whatever," he says, looking me over, "let's get you ready for that party." I groan as he sits me down in my desk chair and begins blow drying my hair. Once he's done I feel him begin to tug at my hair, spraying it every so often with hairspray. After he's do e with my hair he does my make up and adds some accessories to my outfit. He adds silver loop earrings, a few black bracelets, and a silver scarf. He then hands me my black combat boots that almost go to my knees to wear. I tug them on and then look in the mirror.
"I look like an attention seeker," I say as I look at my reflection. He straightened my hair until the very bottom where the ends are curled and somewhat messy. I'm wearing a little bit of silver eye shadow and black eye liner. The cheeks have a light pink blush that's barely noticeable and my lips are a light shade of red with gloss over it. He laughs, still with that devious smirk.
"You look hot. I'd date you," he says.
"Ew, please don't say that ever again. You're my brother, and actually right now you're not even that," I say. He just laughs again as he walks out of the room saying, "Yeah, yeah whatever. You'll thank me later." And with that he's gone. I roll my eyes and look back at my reflection. With a groan I leave my room and head to my car, which I had picked up earlier today. This is going to be interesting, I think to myself.
"Cici, you look awesome!" Jackie greets me. I roll my eyes and she laughs.
"Judging by that reaction I'm guessing Gabriel did this to you," she says smiling in amusement. "You should be thanking him. All the guys are looking at you." I look around, she's right. I groan and try to drag her away to someplace else. She stops me.
"Nope, I'm staying where the party is," she says. "If you want to got and hide from everyone, you can do it by yourself." I sigh and walk away, looking for someplace quiet without people. I look out a window and see that there's a fire going on the beach behind the house. There aren't many people there so I make my way outside. There's actually only two other people when I get there, and since it's a big fire I can sit on the opposite side without being seen. I sigh and sit down, gazing into the fire. After awhile the other two people leave, and I'm left by myself.
While I'm looking into the fire, a boy with black, shoulder length hair sits next to me. I look over to him, slightly confused. Do I know him? I don't think so. When he doesn't say anything I shrug and look back to the fire.
"This is a pretty lame party, huh?" he asks suddenly. I look at him and find that he's looking at me now. His eyes are a greyish color and his hair is somewhat messy.
"I guess," I reply. "I'm not that into parties so I wouldn't know a lame one from a good one." He smirks at me in amusement, reminding me too much of Gabriel.
"I see," he says coolly. "I'm not much of a party-goer either. I prefer to stick to the shadows instead of standing out in the light." I nod, knowing what he meant. That's pretty much what I do when I'm around a group of people, hide in shadows.
"I'm Kage, by the way," he says, looking back at the fire.
"Cecilia," I say. "But you can call me Cici for short." He smiles at me and I give a small smile back.
"That's a beautiful name, perfect for a beautiful girl like you," he says flirtatiously. I blush and quickly look away to hide it. He laughs at my shyness.
"You're cute when you blush."
"You're welcome," he says.
We sit in silence for a few minutes. He's waiting for me to say something. I clear my throat and he looks at me.
"So," I say, "are you new in town?"
"Yeah, I just moved here along with my two annoying ass brothers," he says, slightly irritated.
"You don't like your brothers?" I ask curiously.
"No, not really. They're always trying to take what's mine," he says, looking at me. I thought I had seen a possessive gleam in his eye, but I brushed it off.
"Oh, I see. My brother can get on my nerves too," I say with a smile. He chuckles lightly at this. I look at him with confusion.
"Trust me, your brother and my brothers are too different to even compare," he says, with a smirk. I look at the ground, giving out a little "oh". He looks at me in surprise.
"Oh no, did I say something offensive?" he asks, kind of panicking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I really didn't!" I look at him, he looks like he's about to cry.
"Oh gosh! It's okay! You didn't do anything!" I say, trying to calm him down.
"Are you sure? Are you okay? You aren't upset?" he just blabs out multiple questions, not even giving me a chance to answer them.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He sighs in relief. That was weird, I think.
"Good, I'm glad," he says, smiling with joy.
"So when do you guys start school?" I ask, trying to change the subject.
"Monday, though I'm not sure if they will both show up. My youngest brother tends to do whatever he wants," he says. Suddenly, his phone starts ringing. He searches his pockets for it. When he finds it he answers the call.
"What do you want?" He listens to the person on the other end, rolling his eyes. "No, you can't just-" he says before being interrupted. "Alright, just wait and I'll be back in a few minutes," he says and hangs up. He stands up and dusts the sand from his pants.
"I have to go," he says, irritably. "My younger brother got into trouble...again. Well, it was nice to meet you Cici. I'll see you in class on Monday I guess. Goodbye," he says and walks away, leaving me alone.
"Bye," I say, though I don't think he heard me. I stare at the fire again, lost in thought. Slowly, I get up and head back in the house, trying to find Jackie. After searching for awhile I find her in the living room, talking to some boy who I think is named Joseph.
"Hey, I think I'm going to head out," I say. She looks at me and sighs.
"Fine, go," she says. "I'll text you tomorrow." I nod and walk outside, find my car and leave.
When I get home, I fall asleep thinking about Kage, the strange boy who lives in the shadows.