I stood in the bathroom of the apartment, staring at my reflection.
The dress was.. a lot. But points have been made that I'm a lot too so it fit.
For someone who didn't wear dresses often it sure was different. I had shorts on underneath because If I even bent in the wrong direction I would definitely flash someone.
My makeup was done differently than normal eyeliner. Smoked out to the corners, bringing full attention to my eyes.
My hair was no longer blonde, and was back to the unnatural black box cooler. It ran straight down my back, flat against my head and was tucked behind my ears.
The jewelry was gifted to me from my grandpa. He had gave me a small black box which I opened, the necklace had been my moms. I had seen her wear it countless times and I guess my grandpa got it when she died. The earrings however, were new and my grandpa said they were to represent the dojo. I wasn't sure if I liked them or hated them but yet, they were on my ears for the sheer fact that my grandpa went to the store and bought them for me.
I looked nice.
That was something I always had a hard time saying about myself. I never thought I looked presentable enough or pretty enough but tonight, I looked nice.
I couldn't help the small smile on my face as I brushed a hand over the sparkles of the dress.
I only wish I had a date.
I appreciated Robby being my date but at the end of the day, he was my brother. And I wanted Eli.
Eli would have told me that I looked absolutely stunning, drop dead gorgeous. Maybe because he was scared id get mad if he didn't.
I sighed and unlocked the bathroom door, stepping out into the living room. I hated these shoes more than life it selfs. I had never learned how to walk in heals, even though I envied everyone who could. They were 4 inch nude stilettos that I had already twisted my ankle in 7 times in the last 20 Minutes I had them on.
"Woah." My dad said, I was surprised he was home.
I gave him a quick smile, "thanks." I said before walking into the kitchen and grabbing a beer from the fridge to calm my anxiety, I was out of my medicine.
"Where are you going?" Dad asked awkwardly.
I popped the lid off and took a sip, "prom." I stated.
"Really? I didn't think prom was your thing." Dad said walking up behind me and grabbing a beer from the fridge himself.
"It's not but, you know. Things change." I stated jumping on the counter to sit.
"Going with hawk?" Dad asked. I averted my eyes from him, shaking my head. "Uh.. no. We haven't talked in awhile so."
"Another boy then? Anyone I should worry about?" Dad said. I shook my head smiling lightly at my dad, "He's your son so, you tell me."
Dads face fell, "your going with Robby?"
I nodded taking a sip of my drink, "silver thought it would be good for us to bond before the competition." My face fell at the words that I had just said, and so did my dads.
"What? What competition? Are you fighting for Cobra Kai?" My dad asked, his voice getting significantly louder.
I didn't say anything as I jumped off the table, taking the last sip of my drink and throwing it in the trash can.
"Sage." Dad said as I grabbed my bag from the couch and shoved my phone in it, "sage!"
I turned around to face him, not saying anything just looking at him. My eyes burning from the tears I wouldn't dear let come out, this was my choice.
"Tell me you aren't fighting for cobra Kai." Dad said.
I shook my head, "I have to go." I told him as I grabbed the handle of the door.
"If you leave right now and your fighting for cobra Kai, don't bother coming back!" Dad yelled causing me to stop and pause.
I closed my eyes inhaling sharply in before pulling open the door and slamming it shut.
