Masquerade

Chapter 15

Iris' POV:
-Dream-
She was being taken by the hand. Past the crowd and through the doors. He lead her to a garden. The stars were shining in the dark sky. The moon illuminated the pond beside them.

She looks at the guy, who was still wearing his mask. But she knew who he was.

The masked guy looks at her, holding her by her waist, pulling her close.

"I missed you, Iris."
-End-

"IRIS WAKE UP!!!" A voice squeals out loud.

She groans. "I don't want to get up." She murmurs.

"Well to bad, you have too!" Hazel says sarcastically. "Ammie and Allison are coming over so get your butt up off the bed and dress up nicely."

Iris just stayed there, not wanting to move at all. She buried herself into the covers, shutting herself back to her dream.

Until she felt weight on her back.

"HAZEL GET OFF ME." She yells.

"Not until you say and actually do get up." She says. "Today is prom."

Iris sighs. "I don't have any purpose for going there anymore."

"You said on day one that you were going solo." She points out.

"I know." She says.

"You could just go for fun. No one would judge." Her sister says.

"They will judge, but they would be afraid." She corrected. "I did beat up someone and got away with it, remember?"

Hazel laughed. "Are you getting up or not?"

"I am."

Hazel got off of her back, and she got up and headed to the bathroom.
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Hazel's POV:
Today is the day, she thought to herself. Today will be a night to remeber.

A knock came from the door. Hazel dashed down the stairs to see who was at the door. To see it was Ammie and Allison.

"Hey guys!" She squeals.

"Oh my gosh, I am soooo excited!" Ammie exclaims.

"Come in! Come in!" She signals.

The girls go inside and follow her to her room. The girls were hanging their dresses on the closet racks. Iris came in a few minutes later, drying up her hair with a towel.

"Okay, you guys go first. I'm taking a nap." Iris says quickly turning around.

"Oh no you don't." Hazel grabs her by the arm and spins her to face them.

"You look for what hairstyle you want. I'm doing Ammie first." She says.

She groans and plops down her sister's bed. Allison sits beside her.

"You want me to help?" She asks Iris.

"Yeah, what the heck." She says.

Today was gonna be good, Hazel thought.
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Ammie's POV:
Ammie had already shown Hazel a picture of what hairstyle she wanted. It was an up-do, that would still show her curls.

Hazel was currently making her curls more prominent.

"How's Jonathan?" Hazel asks her.

"He's good. We're both good." She smiles. And that is a smile Hazel hasn't seen from Ammie in a very long time.

"That's wonderful." She smiles back.

Things were going to plan, at the back of Ammie's head. She could imagine what everything would be like. She'd be dancing with Jonathan, laughing and enjoying with him. It would be perfect, she thought.