The Belle of the ball

Chapter ONE

Dear Alias Haydeen,

You are cordially invited to the Kynaston Oak, Academy reunion at Woodchester Mansion! The theme of the reunion is a masquerade ball! So girls get those beautiful gowns ready and boys make sure to look dapper in your suits!

Masks will be provided once you get to the venue. The event will take place three days from now and will start at 18:00 sharp so be on time.

I look very forward to see you there.

Also, don't tell anyone else about this invite, if you know what's good for you. You don't want to spoil the surprise.

See you there!

Yours truly,

Your well-wisher.

...was written in cursive black on old parchment. An unexpected letter with an unexpected sign-off. As who could have been the well-wisher of Alias Haydeen? A girl who was constantly tormented by the other pupils at her school for the way she looked and acted. A girl whom everyone kept isolated, just for the reason of her being too different and too weird. Who possibly could have been her well-wisher?

Well besides her best friend Nawal Stone. She was the only one who truly tried to understand her and continues to do so. But she couldn't have sent that invite. If she were to be the one to host a reunion, then she'll probably pick a nicer venue, one that is not secluded, and one with a theme that was defiantly not a masquerade ball. Nawal always hated the idea of wearing big dresses and wearing masks. She thought the idea to be stupid.

So who sent her the invite?

Should I go or not? Alias was very curious about the event, who would be there, what the reunion will be like, what food would be there! ...who the host was.

But curiosity killed the cat. Alias sat on her bed, with crossed legs, still deciding whether she should go or not. I don't know how death jumped in this. I won't be harmed I'm sure of it. But what if I die of embarrassment? She stretched her arms as she fell back on her bed. Stop thinking like this you little shit! You're 20 years old now. Things can't be the same as they were before...could they?

Alias groaned in frustration and stuffed her head in her cushion which read, 'Happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.' And at that moment, while Alias was busy screaming her frustration out into the cushion, her phone rang. She looked up at the sound of the ring and fell back, so she could "reach her phone quicker".

She quickly answered,

A: Hello?

N: Is that the kind of greeting I get? Might as well of said, 'Greetings from the planet I don't give a fuck about you so I'm gonna act like I don't know who this is.'

A: Nawal. *sigh* You will never change.

N: Fuck yeah I won't! I'm Nawal Stone. I'm one in a million!

A: Haha. I'm just stressed, okay?

N: Relax man. I'm just messing with ya. Anyway, I was wondering if you got some invite to our school reunion?

A: No...

N: You do realise that whoever sent it won't know that we be telling others?

A: Yes...

N: And likewise, haven't changed either.

A: Wait so you also don't know who sent it?

N: No. But whoever sent is really bothered with this reunion thing. TBH, I didn't think that people in our school would've done it.

A: Yeah.

N: But anyways, I was thinking that we should go buy our dresses together! Omg that would be so fun!

A: Cool! Yeah, see you tomorrow.

N: Yep. Too bad it's being held in winter... Anyway bye.

A: Bye.

Alias disconnected the call and got off her bed, only to look underneath it. She grabbed an old cardboard box, labelled 'just crap' and took out her yearbook.

Now, who could the host be?

Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed what you've read so far. I know this chapter is short but, as the story progresses, the chapters will be longer. Just keep in mind that I am an amateur writer, so my writing may not be that good.

I know that there's nothing much going on in this chapter, but it is only the first and I'd like to think that first chapters give a small insight to what or how the rest of the book will be like. Also, this is my first book on this, so yeahhh really hoped you liked it so far.

Much love,

Ani xx