Chapter 62: Stargaze

Tell me I know what a party is. Tell me this is not a figment of my imagination. We rolled up to the venue, staring at it from behind the tinted windows of Chad's chauffeur driven vehicle. It slowed down as we landed in a line behind two stretch limos. "Is this Atlantis?" I asked, thinking it looked a lot like the photos I've seen of the famous hotel. The light on the towering mansion made the walls look like they were golden, flickering from time to time. Guests walked up the front steps, wearing the most glamorous outfits I've ever seen. Some were elegant and others were outrageous. They were treating this carpet like it was the Met Gala. "Where do people even buy clothes like that?" I asked, staring at a woman wearing an ostrich outfit wrapped around a small part of her body. "Is that an ostrich?" Cearra asked, pressing her face against the window.