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Take a breath, Lana.
Everything will be okay.
My stomach churned when I noticed his perfectly combed chestnut hair walking through the corridor by himself, just like any other day. I basically jumped out of the bush, nearly tripping in the...
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One of the downsides of having our graduation the same day as our prom was the limited time we girls had for getting ready. Right after our ceremony, Declan's mother curled my hair into little circular shapes and placed a hairpin in the middle. Long hair had so many advantages, I changed my hairstyle whenever I liked instead of just being reduced to a bob.
It was damn near seven o'clock and I barely finished applying foundation over my face. Makeup was harder than I thought; those YouTube videos spread lies. The girl or man in the video always made it seem like the easiest thing in the world — Spoiler Alert it wasn't!
When I went shopping with the girls, I purchased a rosy pink short-length gown with ruffles along with the skirt. However, Mrs. Novak brought in a red satin floor-length gown with a provocatively high slit, leaving very little to the imagination. This dress was breathtaking, the way it felt when my hands gazed down left chills down my spine. Long lashes and perfect black liquid liner wings framed my cooling brown eyes.
My dream of being a Princess was coming true tonight.
I released every pin from my hair, causing my heatless curls to wander down past my shoulders like a silly string. My entire outfit was almost perfect, there was just one thing missing... but I couldn't put my finger on it. Staring at myself, I exhaled a deep breath I was holding, wondering what the heck was the missing piece.
"Lana, we should get going." Mrs. Novak knocked on the door, instantly gasping when she saw me. "Oh, my god! You look beautiful! I'm going to cry." She fanned her face, probably trying to keep herself from bawling.
"Thank you, Mrs. Novak, I love this dress! This means more to me than you'll ever know," I replied.
"One second, I have something that would go perfectly with this," she responded, rushing downstairs.
A minute later she appeared with a silver, bedazzled butterfly pin and clipped it on the left side of my hair. That was the missing piece.
"Are you sure? It looks extremely expensive!" I asked.
"My mother gave it to me on my prom night, so now it's my turn to pass it down to my future daughter-in-law," she whispered, the ending with a wink.
"I'm honored." I smiled. "Should we get going? Is Declan ready?"
"I'm not going," he stated, poking his head through my door.
Declan gazed over, eyes like chestnuts, and a ring of golden hung inside his iris, slightly darkening as we made eye contact. Uncontrollable heat rushed up to my cheeks, making the room twenty times hotter than before. Was it possible that Declan found me cute? Could this dress affect him?
"Don't be shy, Declan, why don't you compliment her," his mother teased, bumping her shoulder into his for effect.
"Have fun," he said, a half-smile forming on his lip.
