If someone had told me a month ago that my family would agree to me going to the ball, I would have never agreed, no matter what they said. But here I am at the ball with a Greek God in front of me, holding out his hand and waiting for me to take it. I stood there looking at him awestruck.
I watched with amazement as blue and green swirled in his magnificent eyes. His hair was gelled back and I surprisingly missed the few strands that fell and covered some part of his forehead. It was very tempting to let my hands go through his hair which was without a doubt soft.
"Hello? Earth to princess." It wasn't him waving his hand in my face that made me snap out of my thoughts but the fact that he called me princess. I was hurt for a second when I realized that he once told me that he called me princess because he thought I was as beautiful as one. I guess he isn't Mark but Adrien who is apparently many things and a liar.
