How it started

Prom

(Soffia's Pov)

"Come on, Bels, let's go!" I say excitedly going up to the store, "I'm coming, I'm coming," Bella says laughing as she follows me into the store. "You know Alice already gave me a dress I'm only here to help you," she says, following me around the store.

"Yes, and I appreciate it very much," I say, giggling while looking through the racks of dresses, "what color do you think I should go for?" I ask Bella as I scan the dresses. "Green or pink, you look good in those colors," she says, going to sit down in a chair and pulling out a book.

Rolling my eyes at her, I keep looking through the dresses. First, I see a light pink dress with lace on the top half. I grab it off the rack, keep looking, and also grab a pink v-neck knee-length dress along with a sage green dress. Going over to the changing room, I hang the dresses up and quickly slip off my clothes before slipping on the sage green dress.

Walking out of the dressing room, I go up to Bella, "What do you think of this one?" I ask shyly, "That one's cute it fits perfectly on you," she says, looking up from her book. Nodding, I go back into the dressing room and change out of this dress and into the pink v-neck dress. Quickly slipping it on, I head back to Bella.

"This one?" I ask, spinning around so she can see the whole thing she awkwardly smiles, "You know I'm
not good at this. I just came for moral support," she says. Laughing, I give her puppy dog eyes. "Please, Bels, help me," I say. She rolls her eyes. "That one's nice I like the bottom of it," she says softly.

I go back into the dressing room and put on the last dress. Looking in the mirror, I smile at myself. This dress is beautiful. Walking out of the dressing room, I look up at Bella, and she's looking at me in awe. "Wow, that definitely is the dress for you," she says, smiling. Squealing, I nod, "Right? I love it," I say, twirling.

She laughs and nods. "I'm going to get it," I say excitedly before going back and changing into my clothes and putting the other dresses back. Going over to the cashier with Bella, I quickly pay for my dress, and we head back to her truck. "Thank you for coming with me today I appreciate it," I say to her as we get in the truck.

"Of course, Sof, you're my best friend but don't tell Alice that though," Bella says laughing. I laugh and roll my eyes. "I definitely will and brag about it to her," I say to her. "How are things between you, Alice, and Jasper?" She asks me as she starts to drive. "Good! They are the best partners ever," I say, smiling.

"That's good. I'm glad they treat you right." Bella says, "How about you and Edward?" I ask softly. "We are good. He's been good to me since the accident," she says. "I'm glad you and everyone are okay," I say, looking towards her. She nods and agrees softly.

Bella pulls up to my house and looks over at me. "Today was nice I enjoyed it even though shopping is not my thing," she says with a laugh. "Me too!" I say, bringing her in for a hug. "Bye, Bels," I say before leaving the truck and going into my house.

The day of the prom

I'm so nervous but so excited to go to the prom with Alice and Jasper. I have about an hour and a half to get ready because I took a nap and woke up late. But to be fair, it was Teddy the stuffed bear that Jasper got me. It was his fault he wanted to watch Care Bears, and I got sleepy.

Going into my bathroom, I plug in my curling iron and let it heat up. "Hey Sof, you need any help?" Mom asks as she comes in my bathroom, "Yes, please, will you do my hair?" I ask softly, and she nods and smiles. "Of course," she says, coming over to me. Mom starts curling my hair as I watch her in the mirror.

"Are you excited?" she asks as she curls a strand of my hair. "Yes, but nervous. What if people say something about us three going together?" I say softly, fiddling with my hands nervously. "It's a possibility that people will talk, but you can't let them bother you, baby. If you are happy and loved, that's all that matters. Be you, Sof, don't let ignorant people ruin it," Mom says, reassuringly looking in the mirror to meet my eyes.