Every single person was wearing red. It was like a sea of red bodies, only that this one was alive.
Alaric and I were the only ones wearing white.
I cursed under my breath as I realized Camille had set me up. She knew the party was colour coded and she fished out this dress for me on purpose.
She's such a b***h.
The chatter dies down as everyone began to stare. My palms became sweaty and I could hear my heart drumming a beat in my ear.
Alaric leans down and whispers "Nervous?"
"Yes I am." I admit.
I turn and look at him and I'm surprised to see his relaxed frame. I quirked a brow "why aren't you?"
He shrugs one shoulder "I have no reason to be"
"Well if you haven't noticed, we're the only ones wearing a different colour. That is enough reason to be nervous"
I'm starting to think
