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45 - Shopping

VALENTINA'S POV

He got on one knee and held out the rose. "Valery, will you go to prom with me?"

And just then, when I glanced around the room, I could see Francis.
Staring right back at me, an unreadable expression.
"Uh..."
Everyone was looking at us as I stared down at Tyler. He looked so happy and hopeful that it made me smile a little bit too.

"Yes."

The room erupts into applause, and I helped Tyler off his knees, and he hugs me, which I return. "Thanks, Val."

"No problem." I smile and go to sit down only to be met with a glare. Francis.

He came to sit next to me, but I quickly moved next to Chelsey again, leaving him next to Tyler, aggravating him more.

"We should so go dress shopping together!" she squeals, and I nodded eagerly as we spent the rest of the lesson planning on what shops to go to.
All while I was being sent daggers.

I could feel the sweat beading on my forehead as I glance to my side and find his head resting on his hands, eyes trained on me, but they held a question, almost as if I could read it.

Did you make the right choice?

-

It's finally the weekend and I'm free of Francis. He hasn't bothered me at all since that dreadful class and I think it felt nice, but I did feel like something was brewing. I had grown to know that with him around me in a setting like this, something was bound to go wrong.

Thankfully I was at the mall with Ally, Leila and Chelsey and they were keeping me distracted.
We were going from store to store, and I was the only one that hadn't gotten my dress yet, making all the girls antsy.

Finally, it was getting dark, and we all decided that the store that we were in would be my last.

"Come on Val! You can do it!" Cheered Leila as I was in the dressing room, admiring my options.

There were three dresses that each of them had chosen for me, and it was one of the three that I was going to wear.

The first dress was a thigh-length black dress with thin layers and a tight corset; Chelsey had chosen it for me. I open the dressing curtain and I'm greeted with a squeal of delight coming from Chelsey. She jumps out of her seat and points to the two still seated.

"I told you guys! Black is so her colour!" She boasts and I laugh lightly but look at the other two.

"What do you all rate it?" I ask giving them a twirl and they ponder to themselves.

"Six point five" rates Leila

"Five out of ten," says Ally and Chelsey rolls her eyes with a loud sigh.

"You guys are just jealous mine is the best. Ten out of ten!" I smile at their antics and turn to change into the next option, chosen by Ally.

It was a white dress that was tight around my waist to my legs, all down to my feet and had a flowery corset.

Remerging from the cubicle, Ally started clapping, mostly to herself, proudly.

"You have to admit that white makes her look like a princess!" she squeals, and the others shake their heads.

"She looks like she's getting married." critiques Leila and Chelsey agree "I do like the flower pattern though."

"Seven out of ten," Chelsey says