Unequivocally Confused

Homecoming Dance

I wake up to the sounds of footsteps running upstairs. I look at my clock on my nightstand and notice it is 1 P.M. already. Man, I slept that much? My room is in the basement of the house so there are no windows. It is very easy to oversleep in this room. I call it The Cave. Even when I have friends over to spend the night, my friends tell me they sleep so well.

I guess it is time to get ready.

Unlike most girls, I am not going to spend all day at make-up and hair appointments. I don't wear make-up and Hattie already offered to curl my hair, so I have all that covered. I just planned on showing up at the school, take some pictures with my friends to prove I actually wore a dress, and then hang out until the dance is over.

I peel myself from the comfort of my warm bed sheet and start the trek upstairs into the living room. I see Halee in front of the television watching the newest book adaptation movie series. I peak around the corner to the kitchen to see that there are a few slices of a baked frozen pizza left on the stove. I smile to myself and grab a plate from the cabinet and pick up the last slices of pizza.

"I figured you would be hungry." Hattie appeared from down the hall, probably from her room.

"Thanks. Where is dad at?"

"He is in his room watching college football. He tried to watch it in the living room, but Halee gave him puppy dog eyes and he caved." Hattie explains.

"Ahh, sounds about right." I say and stuff more pizza in my mouth.

"What time are you going to start getting ready?" Hattie asks, probably so she can plan her day accordingly.

"The dance doesn't start until 7 P.M. and I'm not meeting anybody before-hand so maybe around 6 P.M.?"

"Okay, sounds good. I'll make sure the curling iron is ready to go for you." Hattie says and I smile at her helpfulness.

"Thanks, for everything, Hattie. I owe you one!"

"I'll be sure to remember that! I have to go back and study for a mid-term I have coming up. I'll see you in a bit!"

I finish my plate of pizza and head back into the living room with my little sister. I sit down on the couch next to her and start watching the movie. After the movie ended, Halee gets up and put the next movie in the series in. I guess we are having a marathon today.

I watch these movies with Halee and we talk about the differences from the books to the films, who are favorite characters are, and when the next movie comes out. Before I know it, it's time for me to get ready.

I hop in the shower and take my time shaving, for once. I go back into my room and put on nude underwear that won't show through my dress. The dress I ended up buying is a red, sequenced, strapless dress, with a sweetheart neckline that flares out to my knees. I picked this one because the girls said I could wear my red Chuck Taylors with it and IT HAS POCKETS. I slip on the dress and holler for Halee to come zip me up. She runs downstairs and helps with the dress and comments that I don't look half bad in it. I scoff and go blow dry my hair. When that is done, I put on some no-show socks and my shoes. I spritz some perfume on and head upstairs to get my hair done.

As promised, I walked to the upstairs bathroom and Hattie is there with the curling iron already plugged in and ready to go. I walk into the bathroom and take a seat on the toilet as Hattie gets to work. I usually don't do anything with my hair, unless I throw it in a ponytail, but every time my sisters play with my hair, they always comment on how they wish they had my hair because it's so easy to manipulate and it "holds a curl." I guess I'm just lucky with special occasions, such as this.

"Alright, all done. You sure you don't want me to put some make-up on you?" Hattie asks.

"I'm sure. I don't have anybody to impress tonight. Plus, I hate wearing make-up." I say and head out of the bathroom and down the stairs. I guess Halee let dad have the T.V. because he was sitting on the couch watching ESPN. As soon as he heard me enter the room, he looked my way and his eyes lit up.