Catch Me If You Can (Naughty Cinderella - Vampire)

3 Dressup

"Wh-why are you showing m-me this room?" I asked voice stuttering. It was beautiful.

He grinned. "Because this is YOUR room."

And that's when I thought that maybe staying in this castle with this complete stranger wouldn't be so bad.

I choked on my own spit and struggled to catch my breath. "Thi-this is my room?" I asked shocked. Wow.

He nodded his head and put a hand on the small of my back, leading me into it. "See over there?" he asked pointing towards double doors at the far left corner. He didn't wait for me to respond. "That's your walk in closet. And as you can probably already tell, the king size bed is for you to sleep on... oh and that's your royal," He continued putting emphasis on the word 'royal', "Dresser. Over there s your desk, and that's your huge window. Hope you enjoy the view," he said nodding and turning to leave.

What? He was just going to leave me here? "Um, where are you going?" I asked confused.

"To get dressed of course." He said it with an irritated look on his face. I wondered why he was being so mean!

"For what?!" I started to get irritated myself now.

He sighed and walked close to me. He put a hand under my chin and lifted my head up, making me stare into his eyes. I looked away immediately. "The ball, I told you there was a ball tonight," He said in a soft and demanding tone. Now he forced me to look at him, and I had no other choice but to look onto his eyes again.

"Get ready... Wear something nice, maybe ... No. Choose something from your new closet and wear the mask that's set on top of your royal dresser. Come downstairs at nine, and I'll be waiting at the foot of the stairs." I was lost in his eyes and didn't realize when he'd let go. I stumbled forward and saw the door shut as he left. Sighing, I flopped myself onto the bed.

What had I gotten myself into?

Besides his rather charming eyes, I bet he was some obnoxious guy, using me for a BALL and then dropping me.

A voice in the back of my head was telling me, "So what? Enjoy this while you can!" Sighing, because I didn't know how to argue with that, I looked at the huge clock on the wall by the window. It was 6:00pm. I swear in my bedroom... It was 5am. How did the time go by so fast? It hadn't been twelve hours with him ...

I decided that maybe they had different time zones? Whoever 'they' was. I wanted to just crawl under the sheets and sleep, but I couldn't. I had to get dressed for a stupid ball which I wasn't even invited to in the first place. Sighing, I walked quietly across the large room to the walk in closet. I opened the doors and sucked in my breath.

It was huge, with sparkly shirts, dresses, dressy pants, beautiful shirts... I looked to the other side of the closet and gasped. There was a wall full of shoes and boots - every possible kind of footwear was stored inside hear. There was a mirror in the center wall, separating the clothes wall from the shoes wall. All in all, it was... expensive.

I walked over to the clothes rack in the section where all the dresses were hung up. I picked up the first one - an orange dress that was up to the knees. I held it up to my neck and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't like the way it looked, but one thing was sure - I felt bad about taking and wearing these clothes that didn't belong to me, but I also wanted to enjoy my time here. Sighing, I put the orange dress back.

I looked in the rack full of every colour dress - white, pink, yellow, orange, purple, green, another yellow, blue, navy blue... and a red. I liked all of them but my eyes were lingering over the red one. It was beautiful.

I picked it up and looked at it. I quickly changed into it

The upper body part had a nice bright shine to it, but was not sparkly. It was spongy and thick and comfortable. It had a slight v neck and I loved it already. There was a jeweled strip right under the chest place that went around. The bottom of the skirt first wrapped slightly around my waist and then opens loose to give me space to walk. It was beautiful and I couldn't wait to get to the ball, getting giddy already. There was a white strip of jewels also going in a curve down my legs. I stood in front of my mirror in the closet and looked satisfied. If looked ... gorgeous, but I felt nervous about wearing something that didn't belong to me.

Next, shoes. I looked at the lock and realized it was already eight o'clock. Wow, time passes by real quick. I went to the large shoe rack and looked for shoes that matched. I didn't want to wear red because I had a red dress, and I hated white shoes. I searched through the rack of heels and something shined in the corner of my eye. I turned to where it came from - a clear high heeled sandal, that had jewels n it - hat were identical to my jewels on the dress I was wearing. Delighted, I picked it up from the shelf and put it on.

I was done and Getting ready. I walked out of the closet. It was 8:30 now. Sighing, I put on makeup - which I was expert at. There was a huge makeup kit and makeup supplies in the dresser. I was overwhelmed. After applying some makeup, with red lipstick, I looked at the time again. 8:45. Wow, fifteen minutes and I'd meet the masked man once again.

I searched the royal dresser and found the mask. It was red mahogany and had white glitter and silver jewels on it. The mahogany was darker then my dress but it matched it completely. But how did he know it would match my dress? How did he know I would choose the red dress? Sighing, I looked at the time. 8:5o.

I got into the hallway and was suddenly scared. What if someone saw me? What if I couldn't find my way back to the stairs?

What if I didn't look good enough for him?

But I remembered the way back. I walked through the same corridor he took me through. I was walking, maybe in the middle of the corridor when a girl in a black and white apron walked past me. She stopped and stared. Simply hurried up and kept on walking not stopping.

"Wait!" She called me.

Busted.

I turned around on my heels.

"Miss Covington?"

Who was Miss Covington? I wondered. I answered anyways.

"Yes?" I said hoping she didn't recognize that this wasn't Miss Covington's voice, though I didn't know what her voice really did sound like.

"Heading to the ball I see. Have fun," She said bowing. "Au revoir," She said.

"Merci," I said quickly and walked down the rest of the corridor.

That was scary What if she found out I wasn't her? Sighing, I reached the door to the stair case. I pushed it open and stared down at the masked man.

He was in a black suit with a red tie. His shoes were fancy and black. I could see his hair now because he wasn't wearing the same mask. He was wearing the kind I was wearing - the kind you'd wear to a masquerade. His hair was a dirty blond, and I could see the skin of his face. His red tie matched my dress. I sucked in a breath at the sight of him and he looked up. His mask shined mahogany, just like mine.

"You look... amazing," he said as I picked up my dress and walked slowly down the large staircase. Once I reached his side he took my arm and started to walk with me.

"Thanks," I muttered blushing. Maybe he was done being rude.

"Who's Miss Covington?" I asked him remembering my meet with the lady who looked like a maid or a servant - by her clothes and the way she bowed at me.

He stopped waking and turned to look at me shocked.

"Wh-Why?" He asked looking into my eyes.

"N-Never mind," I said because of his shocked expression. "I'll explain later," And looked away.

He searched my face for a moment longer before nodding and turning away letting go of my arm. I hurried and caught up to him at his side. He led me to the hall with lots of space that he brought me in earlier. We stood in front another two large double doors. I could hear music and I sucked in a breath as he opened the doors. We stepped inside.

Here goes.

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