Covered {A Short Story} *IN EDITING*

Way More Than Just Pretty...

~Ari's pov~

I was finally out of the hospital, and it's been a couple of weeks since that. We kept having soccer practice instead of try outs, too. I wondered when that was actually going to start. Today was Friday, and there was no school because of a teachers meeting. I sighed with relief about that, but something was bothering me today. My aunt was getting marrid and her wedding was today. I opened my shades, looking at Sam's-Toby's house. His shade was opened and he was just getting out of bed, no shirt on. I noticed that he was super fit, like Sam was. I shooked my head, and walked to my closet, taking out my dress I had for the wedding. After I did, my grandmother walked into the room.

"Oh Ari!" She looked at the dress, then me, "I remember your mother wearing that dress! Are you wearing it to the wedding? Did you decide who you're bringing?"

"Yes and no." I answered, placing the dress on the bed. She shooked her head at me. I gave her a questionable look, making her explain the shaking of her head.

"Ari, why don't you bring Toby?" Her smile was sweet and caring, as if she was convincing me to bring him. I put on my thinking face, should I bring Toby?

"Grammy, why do I even have to bring somebody?" I rolled my eyes at the request of having to go to this wedding.

"Because," She sat down on my bed next to me. "You have to do that dancing thing, remember?" I remembered all the weddings my aunt had. All her husbands cheated on her, but this one was a keeper, and I could tell. And in the wedding she would pick one of her nieces or nephews to do a dance with someone. I sighed.

"Why can't I do it with one of my cousins?" I questioned her.

"Ari, you know that isn't how these things work." She explained and I nodded, sighing too, "I'll make you a heathly breakfast." I nodded as she left the room. I walked to the window, noticing Toby, sitting on his bed, strumming away at a guitar. I looked at him shocked, but opened my window, and a second later he looked out and I waved him over to the window. Toby opened it and gave me a questionable look.

"Hey Arianna." He smiled.

"Hey Toby, I have a question, and I know you're going to say no, but I need to ask you anyway." I rolled my eyes. He nodded.

"Ask away." He smirked. I huffed in air, and huffed it back out.

"Well my aunt is having a wedding and I have to bring someone, and have a stupid dance with them. I didn't know who to choice, and my grandmother told me to ask you. So, want to come?" I sighed. He had a thinking face, and looked back into his room.

"Hold on, I'm going to ask." He said and I nodded. After he left the room, my jaw dropped, he actually wanted to come? What kind of game was he playing? Then he came back, smiling at me. "I can, what are you wearing for it?" He questioned me, with a tiny smile.

"This," I said bring my dress to the window.

"That's pretty." He acted like a girl. I rolled my eyes at him, smiling widely.

"Don't do that ever again." I laughed at him.

"Fine. What time is the thing, anyway?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Three, be here by one, it's a long drive." I moaned.

"Okay, well, I'm going to get ready, see ya!" He smiled at me, and started closing the window.

"See ya!" I said closing my window fast, and closing the shade with it. I walked to the door, shut it, walking over to my bed, where the dress was. I took the covering off of it, and lifted the dress. The dress was a hot pink, and only had one sleve, which was flowy. It also had a beaded waist band on it too. It was simple, like me. I put on my bracelets, which were white and had meanings; love, infinity sign, cross, and just a normal one. I put on my earrings, which dangled down, with diamonds. I put on my heart necklace Sammy gave me, and pale pink lipstick. I also wore different shades of brown eye shadow, and eyeliner. I painted my nails white. Once my nails were dry, I got into my dress, and put on sandals. I walked downstairs to my grandmother, she handed me my salad, since it was noon. I ate it and she looked at me, making a little face. "What?" I questioned her.