Searching For the Real Prince Charming

Invitations

Sophia had been dreading this day. The day she found the invitation in the mail. Apparently, he wasn’t going to wait eight years to marry her. He wasn’t even going to wait eight months. She felt the betrayal of the heartache all over again.

Once her friends heard of the invitation, they did her makeup and hair for a night out on the town. After half a dozen outfit changes and an boatload of encouraging words, they hoped into the car and headed toward some of the hot spots.

A few drinks later, she was on the dance floor. The beat of the music was drowning out her thoughts making her temporarily forget everything. In fact, she was starting to actually enjoy herself before they walked in.

They went unnoticed at first. The crowd and music covered their movements until they made it onto the dance floor. With Kay and all of her friends screaming about the her impending graduation the attention shifted from the fun onto them.

A sense of dread fell over Sophia. Kay was here on purpose seeking the center of attention. All that screaming made Sophia leave the dance floor. She grabbed her friends to head out and to another club.

Not even thirty minutes later, they showed up again. The urge to slap Kay grew the more Sophia drank. It was becoming clear that Kay was following her when they showed up at the third club.

Sophia was having a really hard time ignoring her until Mr. Nobody showed up and her night took a dramatic turn.

A night out was prescribed by his coworker who had recommended the club. So, he was a little mopey at work. That didn’t mean he wasn’t fine. In fact, he was doing just fine. His social life was suffering a bit and blending in meant going out on occasion.

He had expected to see her again. The mysterious girl had made such an impression because her remembered her. He could also tell she was highly annoyed. He didn’t know what instinct drove him to the rescue. But here he was on the dance floor sliding in next to here between whatever danger she was glaring at.

It was apparently another woman with quite a loud mouth celebrating her engagement. It was clear she was an attention-seeker. He had little use for those types especially since his ex-girlfriend had been one.

They always had to be the center of attention and if it was at the expense of others so much the better for them. Their only real goal was the ultimate destruction of that individual had targeted. He had recognized all of the signs.

Blocking Kay’s view, he asked Sophia in her ear if she wanted to go outside. Sophia readily accepted being relieved to walk out of the place without succumbing to her drunken urge to beat the hell out of Kay which would probably land her in prison.

Outside was quite a bit quieter and they had the space to actually talk. But after dragging her outside, he suddenly found himself very nervous and with nothing to say. Somehow, he even had trouble saying his name.

Sophia was the first to break the silence slurring her words slightly. Rambling a bit, he was able to get her name and where she worked.

He called a cab when it was clear that she needed some help getting home. Being a gentleman, he put her in the cab. But she grabbed him in her drunken stupor and dragged him in with her. Amused, he went along with it. There would be some younger gossiping because they weren’t exactly subtle leaving.

They wound up at her apartment complex. She ushered him upstairs. Stumbling to open the door, he finally took over and got them inside.

There on the counter set the invitation. Sophia in her drunken state saw it and spilled out the story before passing out.

Carefully, he helped her into bed amazed at the amount of trust that she held for him . What she was doing broke every safety rule in the book. He was tempted to give her a lecture. However, that would have to wait as she was already asleep.

Taking his leave, he made sure that the apartment was locked. Well, some progress was made. He knew more about her. But since the conversation was all one-sided, he was still known to her as Mr. Nobody. It left him at an advantage. However, he had no intention of pursuing things any further than they had already gone. His heartache was still relatively fresh and any involvement in a woman was certainly not in the cards.

He strode home with the intention of forgetting everything that happened that night. He also vowed to never listen to his coworker again on recommendations of where to go for a night out. Thinking to himself that he was pathetic, he finished walking home trying to get Sophia out of his head.