Masquerade, Paper Faces On Parade
The Stranger
You made you way through the sea of people, trying to avoid running into someone, or someone running into you. Everyone looked so gorgeous tonight, the boys in there tuxes, the girls in their princess gowns. They were all wearing such fun colored dresses, purples & pinks, blues & yellows. You felt like you stuck out like a sore thumb in your burgundy gown. Then again, you liked being the odd one out, it's what you've been all your life.
As you walked by certian groups, they'd gawk at you & whisper, & you'd just smile at them. Maybe even compliment one of the girls dresses, & just keep walking, biting the inside of your cheek so you wouldn't laugh out loud at their expressions. They always seemed so shocked.
You finally made your way outside, & began looking around for a shady, secluded spot to smoke in peace. The "house" had a front porch that reached around both sides of the building, & it looked pretty abandoned. So you decided to go to the very end of the left side of the building, it was more empty than the right, & you could see the sun set from there.
You pulled your pack out of your studded clutch, along with your Joker zippo lighter. Pulled a cigarette out of the pack, placed it between your dark lips, & lit it up. You inhaled deeply, & sighed happily as the smoke hit your lungs. While leaning over the wooden railing infront of you, taking in the view before you. The sun was setting & the sky was alive with bright reds, purples, & pinks. Contrasting perfectly with the deep green forest a couple yards away from where you were standing. You let your mind wonder as you stared off into the distance, & didn't even hear the nearing footsteps to your right. You took another drag of your cancer-stick & nearly choked on the smoke when you heard a deep, slightly gravely, voice beside you.
"Excuse me, would you happen to have a lite?"
"Yup, one second."
You rummaged through your clutch, trying to find your lighter again.
"Here we are.."
You turned to face the owner of the deep voice, & came face to face with piercing blue eyes.
*Woah*
As you walked by certian groups, they'd gawk at you & whisper, & you'd just smile at them. Maybe even compliment one of the girls dresses, & just keep walking, biting the inside of your cheek so you wouldn't laugh out loud at their expressions. They always seemed so shocked.
You finally made your way outside, & began looking around for a shady, secluded spot to smoke in peace. The "house" had a front porch that reached around both sides of the building, & it looked pretty abandoned. So you decided to go to the very end of the left side of the building, it was more empty than the right, & you could see the sun set from there.
You pulled your pack out of your studded clutch, along with your Joker zippo lighter. Pulled a cigarette out of the pack, placed it between your dark lips, & lit it up. You inhaled deeply, & sighed happily as the smoke hit your lungs. While leaning over the wooden railing infront of you, taking in the view before you. The sun was setting & the sky was alive with bright reds, purples, & pinks. Contrasting perfectly with the deep green forest a couple yards away from where you were standing. You let your mind wonder as you stared off into the distance, & didn't even hear the nearing footsteps to your right. You took another drag of your cancer-stick & nearly choked on the smoke when you heard a deep, slightly gravely, voice beside you.
"Excuse me, would you happen to have a lite?"
"Yup, one second."
You rummaged through your clutch, trying to find your lighter again.
"Here we are.."
You turned to face the owner of the deep voice, & came face to face with piercing blue eyes.
*Woah*
12/6/13