Eleven Years Later

I don't do well with introductions. So lets not do any! Good? Okay. Now that that mishap is checked off my ongoing to-do list let's not talk anymore as I deal with the guy who is currently not willing to take a no for an answer.

"Oh, c'mon! Let me get you a drink." Kevin said. I look at him blankly. I didn't sign up to 'socialize' with all these irrelevant b- female dogs.

I came for one reason and one reason only. 

My aunt Raven wouldn't take no for an answer either.

I didn't complain however, I knew that we had to make do and deal with this now and again. But that doesn't make any of this crap any easier. The only reason I didn't take out one of my Daedly's was because it would draw a heck of a lot of attention from the two-hundred or so other party guest at the party.

Aunt Raven pops up from nowhere and stands next to us. " Nono, se comporter!" Raven spikes out. I roll my eyes and just look her directly in the eyes. 

Is it him? I say in her head.

She nods her head slightly. Her smile stays fixed on her face and opens her arms for a hug. I obediently lean into the embrace.

"Se comporter Nono. Garder cette Daedly cache." Auntie Raven. I look at her with a smirk and though her face remained serene I saw the annoyance in her eyes. That made me smile wider.

"Tata, I'll behave and don't worry my dagger is safety hidden in my bra." I whisper in her ear. Then I release her and go back into the plan at hand.

"AH, Kevon is zat offer still stand?" I ask flirtatiously in a heavy French accent. He brightens up completely. He gracefully takes my hand in his and leads me towards the refreshments table. He looks up and winks at me.

"What would you like, Adeline?" He asks. His eyes were a dark navy blue color. Something I should of noticed immediately but paid no mind to.

I am so gonna get an earful from Raven tonight.

"Cut the crap. You know why I'm here." I say in a steely voice. I glance at one of the golden chandeliers hanging above the dance room. People were doing all kinds of dances as the DJ played some remixed song.

I looked at Kevin and his signature player smirk was replaced with an annoyed scowl.

"Huh, so you're Gift Forte." He says looking me up and down. My skirt was black and so was my leather jacket. I wore a purple crop top underneath but zipped up the jacket to cover it. My aunt saw it and nearly fell over in distaste.

We were going to a rich kids birthday party. I didn't expect fancy attire.