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- Authors: Samantha Whiskey
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HE N D RIX
Itugged on my mask, making sure it covered my face from the
bridge of my nose, over my forehead and eyes, and remained
secured behind my head. The footwear was surprisingly
comfortable for a pair of pirate boots. At least, that’s what the lady at the
costume shop had called them.
The gala was in full swing by the time I arrived, sneaking in the back
door like I wasn’t on the VIP list. It wasn’t that I hated the red carpet, I was
just…over it.
It was unlike any charity event I’d ever been to, and spectacular wasn’t a
good enough word. It was original. I liked original. Raleigh’s newest
museum for modern art was lit like a nightclub, lights swirling over the
exhibits in the main gallery while barely skimming the dark, smaller rooms I
would have found perfect for darker deeds a year ago. But this wasn’t a year
ago.
“Hendrix!” Roman, the running back for our NFL team, the Raleigh
Raptors, waved me down from the table he stood at with his fiancée, Teagan.
Now there were two people so well-matched they even made me a believer in
the whole love thing.
“The Flintstones?” I grinned, hugging Teagan first just to piss off Roman.
He was one of my closest friends, which entitled me to the amount of shit I
liked to give him. He’d fallen hard for his best friend, not that I could blame
him. If my best friend had been anything like Teagan, I’d have fallen, too.
“The Dread Pirate Roberts?” Teagan challenged, tilting her head slightly
with a bone in her hair.
“As you wish,” I said, stepping back with a bow.
She laughed, and Roman rolled his eyes, pulling me into a hug before
securing his arm around Teagan’s waist.
“Did anyone tell the Children’s Hospital that it’s not Halloween?” I asked
over the driving beat of the music.
“Kids always like to dress up,” Roman answered with a shrug.
“Right, because there are so many kids here.” I spotted two girls in sixties
go-go dancer outfits grinding on each other across the mirror ball-lit floor. It
was a strictly over twenty-one crowd.
“Thank God, no!” Teagan swatted my arm. “Besides, it’s a masquerade
ball…uh…club.”
I laughed. “I’m just happy you guys are here.” I took a glass of
champagne from a passing waiter and tipped him. Wait staff didn’t make
nearly enough money, and I made way too much to not help out.
“I happen to know at least a dozen women who only bought tickets
because they knew you’d be here,” Teagan said, her gaze sweeping the floor.
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