Roslyn walked through Kamilah's house, not paying much attention to it. She had planned to try and ignore Jaeke and Kamilah, but as soon as they reached her room though, she was amazed.

"Kamilah, this is all your room? It's huge!" She exclaimed. She wandered around, when she heard Teresa talk of getting Sam a boyfriend. She hadn't been walking with Jaeke and Sam, so she did not know why they were talking about it.

"Getting a boyfriend for Sam? What's this guy like Tess?" Roslyn asked.

Teresa smiled and her eyes seemed to be twinkling. 'There aren't enough words to describe him really. He's really sweet, intelligent, funny,... Oh! I don't know' She felt her checks rose a little so she looked down for a minute and then back at Roslyn. 'Well, he's the only guy on whom I've ever trusted my life' She said.

"Woah, he must be something. Are you sure, you don't like him? What's his name anyway?" Roslyn asked, smiling. It seemed as if Tess had a crush on this guy, but why was she trying to set him up with Sam?

'Well, he was my boyfriend thousands of times and he's my best friend' Teresa answered with a smile. 'João Filipe' She said his name in her home language exactly with the accent of her city. 'It's Jonathan Philippe in English' She translated just in case Roslyn didn't understand what she meant.

Samantha turned her attention to Teresa, a smile tugging at her lips. "Really Tess? He sounds amazing and I love his name. It sounds as though you two have had some nice times together." She commented as she watched a reminiscent look flick across Teresa's face.

'More than nice actually' Teresa smiled. 'But what I've done isn't important now. So, how are we going to do everything?' She asked now with a very little smile that almost didn't look like one. She had to concentrate and leave the past behind at least in that moment or else she'd only think about her child days and so.

"His name sounds amazing Tess...I'm not sure what we're meant to be doing. It's Jaeke's plan. He knows more about it." Roslyn replied, shrugging.

Jaeke? Teresa wondered. She felt like slapping herself. She had completly forgotten he was there for a moment. Yes, that was her, a girl who was too scared of falling in love and yet when she did she would forget about everything around her except for her loved one. She turned to Jaeke. 'So what's the big plan?' She asked him like if nothing had happened.

The more all these girls talked about this oh-so-wonderful boy, the more Jaeke's face grew into a scowl. He's probably just butt-ugly, but they just want to make it seem like he's cuter than me and Seth, Jaeke thought to himself, getting off the bed, ignoring the girls and walking over to stand next to Kamilah and Seth - the ones who he actually trusted.

"..Look at them. Pretending we're not here. They're just trying to make us jealous. It's not working though," Jaeke said loudly to Seth, staring pointedly at Roslyn, Teresa and Sam. He shot Teresa a glare which could've meant two things - shut up and stop talking about your ickle boyfriend - or - you want to play this way? Then it's war.

"Once Kami hurries up, we can go get our costumes. As a matter of fact.." Jaeke glanced around, until he found an antique clock, then nodded. "I'll go get all of your costumes. I could pretty much guess how much measurements you are, so don't worry. When I get back, it'll almost be time to go, and I'll tell you the plan. Just listen to Seth and Kami and wait until I get back, okay?"

With that, Jaeke went out of the room.

ooc: hey! he's not ugly! *crosses arms* *cough*basedhimonafriendofmine*cough* Hehe! Made Jaeke jealous, didn't I? Muahahaha

Teresa rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. From what she had been able to know of Jaeke, he'd probably bring her something a bit small or something, she sighed a little. She ignored the glare he gave her, she had been given thousands of those through her life and she'd never ever payed attention to them, not even when it came from a friend. From the nicest to the stupidest... way to go Tess she thought reffering to the two guys.

ooc: Sorry guys, but what's happening? I haven't been on for 2 days and look what's happened. *shakes head*

ooc: I understand, I understand *nods and laughs* What's the last thing you remember? Oh, we're at Kamilah's room while Jaeke went out to get the robes

Ooc: HARMONY. -tackle- Oohhh.. RP again? Puh-leese?

In about a half hour, Jaeke was back. He was carrying an armload of clothing, which he dumped out onto Kamilah's bed. "Let's see.." he muttered to himself, as he shifted through it. "Masks.." He trailed off, picking up a long flowy dress with ruffles, then held it up to Teresa. He narrowed his eyes, before tossing it down. He picked up another dress - a ballgown - then held it up to Sam, before also tossing it aside.

He gave an exasperated sigh, before shrugging. "You guys pick the dresses. I have the masks, and the tuxedo's for me and Seth." He paused, taking out the eye-masks, and putting them on the bed. "Pick which ones."

He slumped down on a chair, letting his arm hand lazily off of it, studying all of them. "Well," he started, before shrugging. "..I have no plan," he admitted, flicking his gaze to the floor.

Kamliah sighed. Boys were so useless sometimes. It was clear she would have to take over, but no matter, she was in her eliment. Dressing up for parties was what she spent most of her life doing. She would have no problem turning all these ducklings into swans, she mused silently. Actually, all of them could look quite pretty given half the chance.
"Right, well, why don't we decide who's having what dress, when that's done you can wash up and put on some nice clean clothes. The ball is still a few hours away, no sense in getting ready now."
She walked over to the pile of dresses on the bed, studying each one carefully. She was going to turn this group of girls into the most beautiful group of girls if it killed. Kamilah Auset only kept the company of the best looking girls. Besides, she admitted to herself, though somewhat grudgingly, they've probably never been to such an event, and with everything ahead of them, they deserve to look nice and be treated well.
She picked up a rich royal blue gown, with simple lines and a long double skirt. It was trimmed with silver.
"Ros, you can wear this one, it's not too fussy, but still fitting for the occasion, perfect for my PA. Plus, the blue will bring out the colour in your eyes." she handed Ros the dress, and studied her for a moment. "We'll put your hair up, a simple elegant bun should do the trick."
She picked up another dress. This one was a brilliant torquise colour, which shimmered in the light. It was tapered at the waist and flared out softly to the ground. It was a halter-neck, and came with a beautiful matching shawl. She studied each of the girls for moment, before handing it to Samantha.
"This will is perfect for your figure, and it will emphasise your good shoulders and long neck. Matches your eyes too."
She turned back to the pile of dresses saying to the girls over her shoulder, "It's all matching the colour with your complexion, hair and eyes. That's what makes the difference between nice, and stunning. hmm..." there were three dresses left, though she knew which one she was taking, so she had to decide which of the other two Teresa and Lori would get.
One was a floaty purple fairy like dress, with gold detail, the other was close fitting, sheer glossy emerald green, with little diamante straps. She held both of them up to the girls, and switched them over several times before making up her mind.
"Lori, you will wear the green one, Teresa, the purple. Teresa, we're going to curl your hair, add a bit of sparkle too. It's a fabulous dress. Lori, that dress is so simple and elegant, I think an elegant frech roll would be perfect. This material is wonderful, it's just going to glide over your figure."
She picked up the last dress, and smiled. It was ivory coloured silk, and seemed to be all one piece of material. It was very simple, with only one strap, and a very soft swishing skirt. It would offset her tanned skin perfectly, and emphasise her her long arms and petite figure.
"This," she said admiringly, "is mine."
She cast a sideways glance at Jaeke. Did he know this dress bore an odd resemblence to the one she wore for her Debutante Ball? A ball he accompanied her to? She shook her head and made her way over to her dresser. She took a key and unlocked one of the drawers and removed a large wooden box.
"My best jewelery is in here, but we can sort our who's wearing what later. For now, why don't you all get washed up, have showers, whatever. Seth, Jaeke, you can use the bathroom on the left. Girls, use the one on the right, and any of the ensuites." A knock at the door interupted her.
"Come in!" she called. It was the wiry girl from before, this time accompanied by an older woman, who looked as if she would chop off your fingers should you decide to cross her. Kamilah approached them purposefully. After conversing with them quietly for a few minutes, she led them to her walk in wardrobe. When she returned she adressed the group once more.
"Mother has decided she would , um, like to dine with us. We will be having food in half an hour, so get washed up, Crista and Eshe will have clothes ready laid out for you by the time you're done."

Samantha smiled in delight as Kamilah handed her one of the dresses. She ran her fingers over the material. It was absolutely beautiful and Kamilah was right. It would accentuate her eyes perfectly. Turning toward the other girls, she admired their dresses as well before turning her attention toward the door.

Studying the woman that walked into the room, Samantha got the distinct impression that she was not one to be messed around with. She had quite the imposing presence. As Kamilah spoke, Samantha nodded and then made her way toward one of the bathrooms, her mind drifting to what Jaeke had said. No plan? That was certainly unexpected. He always seemed to have a plan, albeit not always the best plan, but sitll a plan.

Roslyn picked up the gown Kamilah was handing out to her. It was stunning and she loved the colour. For someone who had no idea, Jaeke could certainly pick gowns. "It's gorgeous." She spoke quietly, before draping it over a nearby chair, so she could get ready. When she heard about dinner, she felt slightly nervous, if Kamilah's mother was anything like her daughter, well, it would be interesting to see.

"Only half an hour? It'll take a while for all of us to shower and get ready wouldn't it?" Roslyn asked.

Lori grinned in delight as she saw the dress. "Oh Kamilah, it's simply smashing! I adore it. Green has always been my color. Thank you." she said admiringly, twirling the dress around then lining it with her figure.

She then turned back to her and asked, "So, who'll do our hair? I certainly have never experienced doing a Frech Roll before." She then shrugged and followed Sam to the bathroom, laying her dress neatly on the bed and smoothing it out.

"This is new, huh?" she said to Sam as she brushed her hair. "Jaeke? Planless? I suppose there's always a first time." She then bent over and splashed some water on her face.

Teresa couldn't deny. She just couldn't believe that she had such a beautiful dress on her hands. It made her remember the characters from many of the books she had read before. She smiled and nodded at Kamilah. 'Always wanted to have my hair curlier...' She admitted in a whisper.
She turned at Roslyn and nodded. 'True. So we probably should get started. Before we have no time'

Jaeke stared at the dress Kamilah was going to wear, then flicked his gaze away, Jaeke stood up suddenly, when he heard they would be dining with Kamilah's mother. "No, Kami," Jaeke said firmly, glancing at the clock. "Have you forgotten? The fancy balls are different from the other balls. They start earlier. By now, we only have about.." he trailed off, seeming to count in his head. "Two hours. Two hours to get ready. Getting into mine won't be that much time, and just sort the jewelery already."

He paced around, muttering something, before shaking his head. "We'll have to dine with your mother later. I.. just.. need to.." he stopped, shrugging. He didn't finish his sentence, only getting up the tux and going out the door.

He paused by the girl's bathroom, before calling in, "Ladies, change of plan. Get into your dresses and Kami's servants will help you with your hair. We won't be dining with her mother right now. Just.. hurry up and get your ***es out here," Jaeke finished, rather irritably.




Around an hour later, Jaeke was pacing Kamilah's room. He was wearing his tux, and his mask was on a chair. His hair was spiked up [ like in his picture on the first page ], and his blue eyes seemed sharp, but impatient. His pants were like leather, and his white shirt was ruffled and half-tucked in, but half-not. It seemed like he didn't realize he looked a mess, but rather, he looked like something else was occupying his mind.

All in all though, he looked bangin- er, very handsome.

Teresa got ready soon enough, a few moments after Jaeke. Her wavy hair was curlier than ever, the dark brown seemed to be a little lighter, with less weight and even a little shiny. She hadn't put her mask yet but she didn't want to at the moment, she never liked to have things covering her face and her hands. The dress she had on seemed to have been made for her. She had a pair of white gold earrings on her ears and a ring on a finger of one of her hands. Looking at herself in the mirror she had to admit that she looked quite different, somehow beautiful something she had always thought she wasn't.
She gulped at the thought of getting out of the bathroom. She knew she wasn't ugly but she felt really nervous to show the guys the new her. Oh please Tess! You'll have to get out of here sooner or later she told herself. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and walked back to Kamilah's room where she found Jaeke already waiting for them. When she saw him it seemed that her heart had skipped not one or two but a big amout of beats. Now she finally understood why Jaeke had so many fangirls. She had no idea what to do or say except to smile.

Jaeke paused, as he saw Teresa come into the room. He dropped his mouth open, his eyes opening slightly, before saying, "..Wow." He shook his head, feeling like he was taking this girl to the prom or something.. but.. they were suppossed to act like cousins.

Jaeke never realized it, but he knew that the girls he was with were pretty - just not this pretty. Kami, of course, was always a babe, but he would never expect this from Teresa. Time to work his magic.

He smirked slightly, before stepping closer to her. "Oh la la, Teresa. I never knew you could be so.. beautiful," Jaeke said in a low voice. He was only teasing, only just to see her reaction.. right? He shook his head, before bending low to her ear and whispering, "I only hope you know how to dance."

'Thank you' Teresa answered truthfully with a smile. In any other time she would have told him to get a pair of glasses or something of that sort but in that day she just knew she wasn't able of saying such thing. 'You're looking quite handsome yourself' The words got out of her lips without her brain wanting for them to be said. Now that she had said them there was no going back. She was sure that Jaeke would turn her words into the truth that she was trying to hide: her sudden crush who seemed to be deeper and deeper as the time passed by for him. 'Don't worry. I'm sure I'll be able to dance a little' She said. She knew that the ball wasn't going to be a Hip Hop thing but she would have to try.

ooc: just had to stop by before dinner XD

Jaeke grinned, almost like he was satisified by her answer, before nodding. "Yes, many girls tell me that," he said, almost teasingly. He paused, before stepping away and tilting his head. "No, no. Not those terrible dancing that teenagers now-a-day do," Jaeke said, sounding like his father for a moment. "I meant, waltzing, and ballroom dancing. Not.. breakdancing or.. those *****-ish moves girls do now," he finished, sounding almost disgusted. It was the way he was raised - to be proper and mannerful. Although he didn't get the manners down much.

He looked around, before holding out his hand, offering it to Teresa. "You do want to practice, right? So you don't make me and Kami look like complete and utter fools," Jaeke assumed, waiting. "So, let's practice."

'What makes you think I dance that way?' Teresa asked him crossing her arms for a second. 'As a matter of fact I did dance Hip Hop for a year but I know how to dance if-' And then Jaeke said it. The exact words that her heart had wanted to hear for so long. It started beating so quickly that it seemed like it was about to run off her chest any minute. She accepted his hand. 'Just because I've got to pretend I'm your cousin' She told him trying her best not to smile.

"What you just said, Teresa," Jaeke answered back, grasping her hand and pulling her forward, so their bodies were almost touching. "Now, in case you forgot, we make box steps. Although, we could twirl.." Jaeke muttered, his face close to her's. He tilted his head, before starting to move his feet. He leaned closer to her, bending down towards her neck, before narrowing his eyes and lifting his head up. "Are you wearing perfume?" He asked, sniffing the air. "Something smells good.." he trailed off, looking around. "Kind of smells like Kami," he blurted out, opening his eyes slightly.