Brinley smiled under her mask [i]finally, some socialization.[/i] She listened closely to the man talking, happy to see at least someone in this party wasnt a bore. He was talking about his life, all usually stuff. The speakers sounded quickly  after he finished, and the lights went out. It was so loud the chandelier was shaking.

The lights blared back on brighter than ever. Brinley turned her head around the room, in surprise. Her heart felt like it was beating out of her chest. One of the girls threw a cuss and pointed at the wall. On the beautifully painted wallpaper, there was a line chalked upon in. [i]What the fuck?[/i]

She crept closer to the wall, her footsteps heavy from her heart beating so fast. She traced her dark finger along the chalk. "Its chalk." She turned around to see the guest staring at the wall. [i]Jesus.. whats with this guy? Was he... how'd he even hear our conversation?[/i] "Is this just something wealthy people do? Im not... Never mind that. Does anyone want anything to drink?" 

	Brinley paced over to the bar. Nervously poring herself a drink. She didn't bother to read what the drink was, she was to busy thinking about everything that happened.