I was with the Lucas's and Jane. Mrs. Lucas had insisted that Jane and I get ready at her house; mainly because we had to pick up our costumes a few blocks away.
Lydia and kitty both found costumes that fit them like gloves, and were lucky enough to not have to wait until the day of the Halloween Masquerade to pick up their costumes. Unlike Jane and me, the twins didn't have to wait through the lines of last minute people to get their butterfly inspired dresses. No, they were lucky enough to decide automatically on being butterflies and have the only two butterfly-Esc dresses fit them.
Jane and I were not as lucky. We actually had better luck picking each other’s costume out instead. For Jane, I decided an angel would suit her best. The dress was a pure white and flowed perfectly. Jane picked out her own mask and matching halo.
As for me, Jane chose my favorite character from our childhood: Cinderella. The costume was true to the image of Cinderella from the purity of the mask to the glass slippers that were on my feet.
"Oh girls!" Mrs., Lucas exclaimed as we all gathered in the living room in our outfits. "How lovely you all look!"
It was true. From Jane's angel to Charlotte's gypsy inspired attire, we each had killer costumes. Tonight was going to be life changing. I could just feel it.
"Remember Lizzie," Jane reminded me, "I won't be able to stay with you and Charlotte for long. I promised Charles that I would dance with him at least once."
"Yes of course! You're rich handsome doctor means more to you than a sister," I faked distress for a moment and then smiled, "Do you still think he is different from any other guy you've dated, or have you come to the light?"
Jane simply shook her head at me and followed Mr. and Mrs. Lucas out the door. I grinned over at Char, and offered my arm to her, "To the Masquerade my dear?"
"To the Ball, so my Cinderella can find Prince Charming." Charlotte grinned, connecting arms as we left.
I didn't give her comment much thought aside from a simple laugh, but find a prince I most certainly did.
I was watching my sister dance with Spiderman, who could only have been known as the famous Bingley.
"They seem so unaware of everyone else don't they?"
I was shocked and turned around to a beautiful pair of eyes. The gold mask on his face enhanced his drown orbs. “What?”
He laughed a bit and nodded his head toward Jane and her dance partner, “They’re both consumed with each other.”
The Spanish lull in his voice consumed me, and I was instantly intrigued, “Yeah,” I nodded. “They are.”
“I- I normal don’t this,” He smiled, “But would you care to dance?”
"Okay," I murmured, placing my hand in his, "I mean, it's only right for Cinderella to dance with the prince, right?" I grinned as I took in his getup.
He too smiled at this, and his accent thickened, "I suppose you are right." With one swift motion this mysterious arrival had me on the dance floor. Body was against body as this Cuban style rhythm filled the room, and we were -strangely- consumed with each other. "Normally," he confided in me, "I'm so... Socially inept- I believe is how you say it. I don't know what to say," he laughed.
"Well," I couldn't help but smile when I looked up at him, "you're doing a pretty good job at it right now."
His laugh was infectious, and caused me to smile even bigger. "I blame it on being in disguise. When people do not know who you are, they are less likely to judge you."
"Is that speaking for your own actions or from past experiences?" I asked.
"Both," honesty was burning in his eyes. "You see, when one does not know who you are, you can truly be yourself around them."
I didn't know if it was our proximity, his voice, the seductive music, or what he was saying, but every second that passed between us drew me closer to this cryptic stranger. "That's.... That's so deep," I murmured, “So true. We don't have to live up to the pressures of society when we're masked."
"We are just ourselves; no pressure to be what we are not," he smiled as though not many people understood his logic.
We remained silent, but a smile was plastered onto his face. Soon I was curious as to what he was thinking, "What?"
"You move well for a white girl," his smile changed to a teasing one.
"Oh?" I questioned. He nodded his head, trying not to laugh. "I'm also pretty smart for a blond," I informed him with a playful scowl.
He didn't bother to hide his laugh this time, "You are just a unique person madam."
“Thanks,” I could feel the blush creeping onto my cheeks, “You’re not that bad yourself… At dancing… You’re actually really good.” Then I decided to change the subject, "Tell me, how a man like you could find a place like Longbourne, Georgia?"
He laughed again, and I decided that that was the sound of Heaven, "It wasn't my finding," he vaguely replied. "However, Meryton county has proven to be worth the trip though," he smiled down at me as he said this, and I felt like the most special girl in the world. "Gracias por el baile,”he kissed my hand.
"You're welcome," I smiled.
I watched as my prince charming faded into the crowd of nameless faces. I could feel myself hyperventilating with numerous emotions. I looked until I found Char, the only gypsy in the room, “I need to talk to you. Something just happened,” and so I proceeded to tell my best friend of my mysterious prince.