At the Opera (Open)(Casual)

[JULIET CAPULET]

Juliet's Opera Outfit

The night was about to get more nervous and interesting, as Juliet typed an invitation to a friend on her pink Mac Book sitting on her lap. After all, her family was socialites, so she had to make a good impression. Juliet sighted as she looked down at her French manicure hands and just ran her hand through her hair. She stood up from her four post bed and looked at vanity mirror; she was in no condition of going to the Opera tonight. A Victory Secret’s Pink sweat pants covered her long pale legs and pink sport bra covered her upper body. Juliet just sighted, she did not know how this night was going be but she hoped it would be fine. Juliet smiled as she looked at her pictures from party and made mental note to upload them to her picture .account later on.

And the dress, she was wearing tonight, she had just arrived from Milan, it was one of a kind made to Juliet’s specifications. Juliet walked to her closet and looked at her brand new dress still in its covers. She did not know now what shoes to wear; she had three closets full of shoes and she was being indecisive. Juliet looked at her grey Marc Jacobson’s heels and they matched perfectly with her dress. She looked at the chat box, she had lost interested already, and she was not in the mood for drama. There was going enough drama tonight, she did not know what to expect from her blue-blooded family. All sort of questions ran through Juliet mind, she just hoped she would be fine for tonight.

Letting big sight, she looked at the invitation and her dress once more. She smiled for moment and walking to her bathroom and just stripping out of her clothes. Feeling the warmth of water bubbles was relaxing, she just needed happy thoughts, everything was going be alright. After 20 minutes, she stepped out, her hair smelling like peaches and spring bloom and her body smelling like an expensive European Soap.Juliet blew her aromatic candles out and walk to her bedroom as she wrapped her hair into her towel. She smiled as she saw the message her friend sent her about an idea for Pearls and Skirts party. Juliet walked to her Vanity and just looked herself in the mirror, she looked good. She grabbed her 1 inch straighter and proceeded to straitening her long blonde hair. The straighter pressed her hair into shine and she just blow dry it as she just looked at her mirror.

She unwrapped towel from her body and put on light color strapless bra and panties. Juliet grabbed her intercom and called her Maid up to her room, she needed help getting dress. She then looked at the dress and smiled as she walked towards it slowly and picked it up, her maid walked in and unzipped for Juliet and helped her put it on. The dress was perfect for her, she looked stunning, and she was going be Dame of the Opera tonight. Nobody was going look better than her, she was looking stunning. She slipped on her shoes as she heard her limousine pulled up. Juliet slipped on her diamond necklace that her Grandparent’s had given her for 12th birthday and diamond bracelet her Father had given her. Now the transformation was complete, she had gone from girl to a Princess in less than an hour. Juliet grabbed Versace purse and make sure to put her pink I-phone and her digital camera inside, just in case she wanted to take pictures. Her maid came in and told her, her limousine was ready for her.

Juliet walked to the elevator holding her dress as not to get the expensive dress dirty. Walking down the hallway her heels clicked against marble floor, as she pressed button for the elevator to take her to the first floor. The limousine was the family one, she had used a lot of times before, but this was first time she was taking to her to the ball. It was going be interesting, what people were going say when she arrived on it. Juliet stepped into the limousine and put her seat belt and driver shut the door fully after she was seated. She just looked at around as the limousine drove off. Juliet looked at the city around as she pondered her thoughts. The girl looked behind her and just noticed the police escort and police motorcycles surrounded her limousine.

She took the champagne out of the chiller and poured herself a glass; she needed a drink before the night started. Juliet sipped on it slowly as she stared out of the window as the limousine cruised through the city. She just sat back on her chair and just relaxed as she sipped on her drink. As the limousine pulled up, to the Opera House,the girl took big breath as she waited. Her driver open the door and she walked out. Juliet slowly walked out and entered the opera house, she smiled as she looked around the Opera Lobby,she gave a kiss to a couple people and just grabbed glass of champagne and hor'd'eur from a tray.

[dean]

Dean stared around , his band members all dressed the same. A toothpick rolling on his tongue as he carried a bottle of wine in his hand. His eyes shifting around through his glasses as he stared at the women. The women were what was most important to him. But they all looked like blue blooded girls, and he was not of that color of blood by far. But then again, there was some mean drinking, and partying that was going to go on in his house. If he had to induce kidnap to get thus far. He would do it no questions asked. Taking another swig of his drink, he started to clean his mouth with his polished sleeve and started to brush away the band . They knew were he kept his box for the opera. They knew that he also needed a moment alone at night.

Walking over to the bar, he started to walk over toward a girl and stared around. The crowds would be busy, and he hoped that the lass would actually notice his crude behavior. Sliding his hand down to her ass, he flexed his hand slightly and pinched it as he started to move away and toward a seat in the bar. His head looking around, a coy smile placed on his face as he set down his toothpick. His eyes noticing suddenly that a pair of young fish looking at him. A serious face placed as they approached with caution. " Can we have your autograph ... We are such huge fans “he started to hear as he licked his bottom lip and started to poke a pen out of his jacket. " Sure my lovely doves “he started to say as they extended their wrist out and he chuckled and signed their skin.

A usual gesture that could not be helped. He was famous , what else could he do in these situations ignore his fans. Neva, he would never do that to them. After all he had all the money and power thanks to them. More so, he was most excited about the upcoming projects. But for now he had to concentrate on the lovely broad in the silver dress. If she had not noticed his ass pinching then he would have to try another tactic. But one thing was for certain ,things were going to get messy especially with chocolate and in bed. Feeling a hand slap his face, he looked in front of him and rubbed his neck. The waiter was an old friend, which he was glad about. "So what will you have Dean" he said and he placed his finger on his chin.

" A Gin on the rocks "he said and saw the man nod and get to work on his drink.

[JULIET CAPULET]

Juliet was nervous about being here,it was not that she was not flatter by all the festivities but in her eyes,she was just normal girl. A girl who dealt with same problem any other normal girls dealt like her period,boys, acne, friends,etc.. but there was one big difference she had the title Capulet attach to her name.And there was no way to get around it, no matter where she went, the girl would always be known as a Capulet.Juliet had that kind of pressure on her,it was hard being normal girl at times. She found it more stressful than dealing with acne and her period,there was time she did not feel like prim and proper and she had to be. The girl could not just go out of her Upper East Side Penthouse in sweats and without make up,she had to look her best always.

The girl looked around the room,there was not many people that she knew personally.Most of the people attending the Opera were friends of her family or some Upper East Side socialites that saw the event as good photo op. If she could Juliet probably would headed out of town already but she didn't, she had to stay for after-party and other events the following days. She could have gone crying to her grandfather and he would had probably let her bring her friends but her Father would have gotten mad.And the last thing,she needed was to get her Father mad, she did not need that drama in her life right now.

At times,the girl just wanted to pass under the radar undetected but there was no such luck ever for Juliet. There was always somebody coming up to her whether be for photos or autographs and tonight was not exception. Before the start of the Opera,the girl had been shuffle between interviews and photo-ops, that she was tired already of the publicity.But Juliet was not willing to give up the lime light if this was the price to pay so be it,she was joining it. And she was continued to enjoy no matter how aggressive press got with her.

Juliet noticed somebody had pinched her ass,she turned around furious and followed the man to the bar.She gave him a look as she put down her champagne,nobody touched her. The girl stood next to him as she took bite of cracker with caviar on it,she had to think what to say. She rolled her eyes at him and spoke.
"Don't you dare you touch me again.I'm Juliet Capulet and next time,you pinch me I will file Sexual Battery report with the police and have you arrested."She grabbed her champagne and walked off to join a conversation.

[dean]

He stared at the woman, he heard her threat. His eyes closed for a brief moment as he tapped his fingers to the bar ,and started to see his friend serve him another drink. A smile crossing his lips, as he felt the drink burn his throat. Standing up, he walked over towards the woman and stopped behind her. A smile curling his lips , he started to stare and looked to the side at her ass. There was something about the woman’s attitude that made him moved in an emotional way.

It was not that she was not total bitch, but it was about that body. The body and the attitude. He felt somehow tied, but then again he was just an old man with a like for pretty girls. Sliding his hands carefully around her hair, he looked around him as he started to notice that no one really cared about the girl. Snickering, he looked up at the girls who were staring at him. Winking at them, he started to kneel down and started to feel his hands on the firmness again digging deeper into the layers of skirt.

This was to hard, he wondered if the girl was actually noticing any of this. Poking her skirt more, he started to halt his movement and felt something a little curious. It could not be, but yes they were there. He could never deny the feel of the silk panties. The texture was to soft, he had to say the woman had guts to spare to wear those kind of things and actually not get noticed. She would be such a divine creature to take to bed. To bad he was to high now ,and to screwed in the head to make any coherent thought.

Stretching them slightly, he retreated his hands and placed them on his pocket. He needed to make a run for it now or else the girl would surely call him out to the authorities. Starting to walk away from the crowd he halted midway and waited for the girl to catch up. If the woman wanted to talk to him, she would need to catch him. If she could though, because he would actually lead her away from all this boredom and actually make her go with him. No actually he was going to show her a life around the town. After all what was money for. Plus he had enough to actually make a nice life for himself. Besides that, he wanted to know what the woman thought of him.

Turning around , he started to stare at the woman and wondered if she was following or not. Whistling to make himself known. He chuckled and waited when the woman was nearer to the door to make his offer known.

[JULIET CAPULET]

In her world things revolved slowly most of the time except parties and social functions. Those things did not revolve slowly at all,they were happening every minute of the day,it was Juliet's job to show up to most of them. Yeah,that is how she was become more famous everyday for being a party girl. She loved it, the last couple days she was in St.Barts and now she was in partying and living in large with her friends. It was sort of habit of the girl to be going from party to party or just going to her mansions around the world, it was something that Juliet could get use to. And the last thing, the girl needed it was to get pregnant and her partying life stop, but for now she did not need to worry about that. Because she did not have boyfriend, when she did have sex, Juliet make sure it was safe that no mistake was happen, she did not need little Jules running around. A little mistake like that could throw her A-lister life out of sync, she did not need that at least for now.

And she loved the spotlight,there was no place she would not go that she did not want be notice. Sure,sometimes the tabloid wrote crap about her,but she was used to it. They usually wrote crap about everybody even if it was not true,it was their way to keep float. The only thing,the girl detested was when the press hounded and camped out to glimpse of her, when she did not want be seen. The girl needed her private life,it was not everything about the glitz and glamor even the magazines though so.And she detested all the cameras in her face, as she tried to walk in,she was here for ball not publicity.

The girl did not mind having social responsabilities, even it was stressful at times.Juliet enjoyed being the central of attention and having people following her life.Sure,it was not fun all the time but most of the time,it was something that she enjoyed. Even though her life was stressful,most of the time she did not see her Mother or Father,she did not mind it.It was actually fascade, she actually missed them especially her Mother,she was just entering puberty and things were confusing.Sure, Juliet had access to her Mother but it was not same thing to call or text her than just talk face to face with her. The girl was just confused,it was good thing she had not done anything crazy yet.

As she stood there talking with an old family friend,she felt tug inside her skirt and somebody put their hands inside her underwear.The girl violated, she could not believe in an event like this somebody would go so low as to sexually violate. Juliet was furious, she did not understand why didn't somebody stop this before it happen. The girl turned around to see who it had been,she notice it was the man that had been pinching her ass earlier. Juliet was about to have word or two with the man,she tired of the harrassing.

She followed him to where he was, she raised her hand and just slapped him across the face. Juliet opened her purse and took a pepper spray, if he did something else she would use it or call her security team. The girl was furious as she looked at him,
"What do you want with me?"She paused,
"What you want my autograph"The girl took out of her purse a napkin and just signed it and spray some of her perfume on it and handed to him.But the girl was not done with him,
"Why do you feel the need to violate?Don't you know it's sexual battery to put their hand inside somebody underwear without them asking you to?I should have arrested and thrown to Rikker's Island for sexual deviant."Juliet raised her hand and slapped him again.She scoffed and just turned around walk back to the pre-opera party.

[dean]

He felt the sting of the hand that was raised to his face, his hands place on his face as he sighed and started to wonder who it was that had given him that deadly blow. Turning his face away, he started to stare at the young lass that he was teasing. Growling, he grabbed her arm firmly and started to drag her a distance away. He was not hurting her, but he was just pissed off that he could not at least receive a proper greeting.

Then again, he guessed that all these blue blood princesses were all very spoiled bitches. Stopping at a far distance, he looked back at all the people. Throwing away her stupid autograph, he sighed and started to rub his ginger hair. " God f**ck. Listen if you could just stop being a bitch , listen for once maybe you could be a little bit more pleasant." he said, and rubbed his forehead. His brow creating a wrinkle as he was greatly displeased.

There was nothing worse than a bitchy girl to get him on his bad side. But then again, he could not deny that he was actually more interested what was under the frock. " I want to take you out to dinner. A night in the town maybe as well. Right now.. Also do you enjoy parties" he said and bit his lips. His hand forming a punch as he bit it down as well. He had never been this compulsive, usually the girls came to him. If they did not, then he would not care what they thought of him.

Did the woman also not know who he was, what kind of stardom he had. What he did with his life, what his name was. If she was a stupid blond bimbo he would have to mold her. Maybe then he would actually see something interested in the lass. But for now she was just a mess of curls. Sexy curls. But then again, he did love to have a right well mind fuck with his prey before showing them some highlight of his true self. Licking his lips, he looked behind them as he wanted to hear the girl say 1 magic word.

That word would be either , yes , or no.