Amber gazed into the mirror checking her makeup, making sure it was perfect. She grabbed a few hair pins and put her golden curly locks in a messy, yet elegant bun leaving out the harsh raven streak to frame her face. When she was satisfied with how her hair looked Amber walked to the massive wardrobe in her room, and took out the new elegant ball gown she bought. It was a pearl colored sweet heart beaded corset with a slim full length skirt that ending in a slight train.<br/><br/>Sliding in the dress Amber thought of how amazing tonight was going to be. Tonight was the two-hundredth anniversary of Witch's University and now as a professor of protection magic she was being honored with the other professors. She was proud of herself but at the same time wished that her sister, Zoey, was going to be there. They both graduated together and it would have made the night perfect for her to have been there.<br/><br/>Looking back at the mirror she decided that the bun was not right and redid it a little tighter. The lip gloss was not the right shade in her eyes so she took a paper towel and dabbed it off. Looking through her makeup drawer Amber found a slightly shinier shade that matched better and glazed it on carefully. Looks have always been important to her unlike her other half, who would always be done getting ready in five minuets flat.<br/><br/>Finally, feeling presentable, Amber found her peal pumps that matched the dress perfectly, put them on, and headed to the ball.<br/><br/><br/>Amber took in the sight before her. The enormous dining hall was changed into a extraordinary black and silver themed ball. The long tables that were able to feed a few hundred people with tons of room to spare was now gone and replaced by thousands of people laughing, talking, and drinking. It was not just the current faculty and student body attending, it was everyone that was still alive that went to the university as well. Everyone was dressed to in elegant clothing. The boys had an array of tuxes and dress robes on, and the girls were all wearing beautiful dresses in every color form the rainbow. In the back corner was small orchestra playing music that could be herd throughout the entire room. Along the back wall was a long table for the current professors. In the center, people were dancing to the music with simple simple waltzes. Around that was tiny circular tables for the lovely finger food that was being served.<br/><br/>She walked to the long table and found her name tag on the long table. She sat down for a second and was bombarded by her students congratulating her and wanting to talk. Amber felt loved but at the same time a little over whelmed by the dozens of students talking to her at once. After about fifteen minuets of talking and laughing with her students they went back to do there own thing leaving her back to her thoughts. A waiter with a tray of champagne offered her a glass, but the memory and thought of her sister left her a little depressed missing her so she took two. Done chugging her bubbly drink a large man steeped before her.<br/><br/>â€œProfessor Basstoneâ€ the man said.<br/><br/>Amber had to look up a little to see who it was and then filled with excitement. â€œCharles!â€ she shrilled with joy â€œHow are you doing?â€<br/><br/>Charles was a one forth oger that graduated last year and one of Amber's favorite students. His long black hair was slicked back into a pony tale and he was stuffed into a tuxedo that did not quite fit.<br/><br/>â€œI am good.â€ he grunted back sounding a little nervous â€œI-I was wondering if you have this dance?â€<br/><br/>He held out his hand and Amber took it. She did not know how she would get out since her seat was kinda far in the table and she was now linked to another person. Before she even think of a solution Charles cupped her hip and hoisted her over the table clearing everything that was on it. Amber screamed and laughed knowing how to really react to what happened but decided just to go with the flow. After she took his arm and he lead her to the dance floor ready to enjoy the night.