“Don’t spoil my fun, okay? I’m doing your hair. Live
with it.”
I laughed.
“Okay, okay, if you insist.”
She brushed my
hair out first, while I tried not to wince at all of the tugging
and pulling on my scalp. She then pulled it up in a twist and
loaded it with hairspray. “Voila!” she said when she was done, and
she went to go get her makeup.
While she was
digging through her suitcase I looked at the time and realized it
was already after five. “We’re going to miss supper!” I exclaimed,
and went to get my dress.
“Relax, would
ya? Dinner isn’t that big of a deal. We can eat here really
quickly. We’ll be ready by the time the ball starts, and we’ll be
able to make an entrance,” Melissa explained.
“That was your
plan all along, wasn’t it?” Heather teased.
“Maybe,”
Melissa said. She grinned.
We ended up
eating snacks while we were getting ready, and we didn’t finish
until almost exactly seven. I had had no idea that it took so much
effort to get ready for a formal event. I felt exhausted and the
event hadn’t even started yet, but I was kind of amazed by my own
transformation. I had always been beautiful, but I was always
careful to hide it as much as possible, and tonight I was doing the
opposite. I hardly recognized myself when I looked in the mirror
once my transformation was complete.
Melissa, who
was still intent upon making an entrance, did not let us hurry to
the ballroom. I could see that we weren’t the only ones who were a
bit late, since there were others in the hallway making their way
in the same direction in their formal evening wear.
Rhea was
wearing a colourful dress that went well with her dark skin.
Melissa was wearing a gold dress that was strapless and poufy, and
Heather was wearing a simple light blue dress. I felt a little
strange wearing black against so much color, but the girls kept
saying how nice it looked.
We could hear
the music before we reached the stairs. It was classical and well
played, so clearly this was to be a proper ball, which I was happy
about. I found the idea of an old fashioned ball rather romantic,
though I didn’t really know how to dance. I hoped that didn’t
matter as I took a deep breath before we walked through the
door.
Chapter 9
There were many
people dancing already when we walked in. I could feel eyes on us
immediately, so I tried to hide behind Rhea, who was rather tall. I
felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to find Jack grinning
at me, looking quite handsome in his classic tuxedo with a dark
green bowtie.
“You look
absolutely incredible,” he said to me. “May I have this dance?” He
even accompanied his query with a short bow. I giggled and accepted
his hand, and he led me to the dance floor.
Since neither
of us knew how to waltz, we just short of moved slowly in a circle.
There were a few people on the dance floor who did know how to
waltz, and I was jealous of their graceful movements. I noticed
that Michael was one of those people, and I hoped he wouldn’t
expect me to when he came to claim his dance.
I enjoyed
dancing to the beautiful music of the small orchestra that played
on the stage. When the song ended and another began Jack asked me
if I wanted to dance again, but I said no, I had better not. I
didn’t want to tire myself out so early in the evening.
I had another
idea instead. I brought Jack over to the punch bowl, where Heather
was standing by herself. Melissa and Rhea were dancing. I
introduced them to each other, and noticed that Heather acted
rather shy around Jack. When he asked her to dance, she didn’t
hesitate to accept. I couldn’t help but have some hope that Jack
might finally move on.
That left me
all to myself. I walked quietly along the wall, trying to stay out
of the way of the dancers. I was about to head to the doors to the
balcony when I noticed someone across the room. What I immediately
noticed was what he was wearing. He was wearing a tux, but instead
of
with it.”
I laughed.
“Okay, okay, if you insist.”
She brushed my
hair out first, while I tried not to wince at all of the tugging
and pulling on my scalp. She then pulled it up in a twist and
loaded it with hairspray. “Voila!” she said when she was done, and
she went to go get her makeup.
While she was
digging through her suitcase I looked at the time and realized it
was already after five. “We’re going to miss supper!” I exclaimed,
and went to get my dress.
“Relax, would
ya? Dinner isn’t that big of a deal. We can eat here really
quickly. We’ll be ready by the time the ball starts, and we’ll be
able to make an entrance,” Melissa explained.
“That was your
plan all along, wasn’t it?” Heather teased.
“Maybe,”
Melissa said. She grinned.
We ended up
eating snacks while we were getting ready, and we didn’t finish
until almost exactly seven. I had had no idea that it took so much
effort to get ready for a formal event. I felt exhausted and the
event hadn’t even started yet, but I was kind of amazed by my own
transformation. I had always been beautiful, but I was always
careful to hide it as much as possible, and tonight I was doing the
opposite. I hardly recognized myself when I looked in the mirror
once my transformation was complete.
Melissa, who
was still intent upon making an entrance, did not let us hurry to
the ballroom. I could see that we weren’t the only ones who were a
bit late, since there were others in the hallway making their way
in the same direction in their formal evening wear.
Rhea was
wearing a colourful dress that went well with her dark skin.
Melissa was wearing a gold dress that was strapless and poufy, and
Heather was wearing a simple light blue dress. I felt a little
strange wearing black against so much color, but the girls kept
saying how nice it looked.
We could hear
the music before we reached the stairs. It was classical and well
played, so clearly this was to be a proper ball, which I was happy
about. I found the idea of an old fashioned ball rather romantic,
though I didn’t really know how to dance. I hoped that didn’t
matter as I took a deep breath before we walked through the
door.
Chapter 9
There were many
people dancing already when we walked in. I could feel eyes on us
immediately, so I tried to hide behind Rhea, who was rather tall. I
felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to find Jack grinning
at me, looking quite handsome in his classic tuxedo with a dark
green bowtie.
“You look
absolutely incredible,” he said to me. “May I have this dance?” He
even accompanied his query with a short bow. I giggled and accepted
his hand, and he led me to the dance floor.
Since neither
of us knew how to waltz, we just short of moved slowly in a circle.
There were a few people on the dance floor who did know how to
waltz, and I was jealous of their graceful movements. I noticed
that Michael was one of those people, and I hoped he wouldn’t
expect me to when he came to claim his dance.
I enjoyed
dancing to the beautiful music of the small orchestra that played
on the stage. When the song ended and another began Jack asked me
if I wanted to dance again, but I said no, I had better not. I
didn’t want to tire myself out so early in the evening.
I had another
idea instead. I brought Jack over to the punch bowl, where Heather
was standing by herself. Melissa and Rhea were dancing. I
introduced them to each other, and noticed that Heather acted
rather shy around Jack. When he asked her to dance, she didn’t
hesitate to accept. I couldn’t help but have some hope that Jack
might finally move on.
That left me
all to myself. I walked quietly along the wall, trying to stay out
of the way of the dancers. I was about to head to the doors to the
balcony when I noticed someone across the room. What I immediately
noticed was what he was wearing. He was wearing a tux, but instead
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