I'm in my room, on my bed under four heavy winter blankets surrounded in pillows, just like I always am, talking to my best friend Becket over Skype on my laptop. (If you where wondering Beket is a girl.... Her parents where expecting a boy.) We are both talking about the dance tonight at school. It's not a important dance like prom or semi formal or anything, it's just a random dance that becket and I wanted to go to. We like going to dances just to sit on the side lines and watch all the drunks stumble around the dance floor and maybe if we get lucky, they through up. Or we brake into the attic of the school and hang out up there because the whole attic is one room the size of the school and the whole thing is covered, wall to floor, in extremely fluffy comfortable wrestling matts. Both of us have no idea why the attic exists because no one uses it. But hey! Beck and I use it so its all good! It's also where we go to skip class, eat lunch, hang out on the weekends or summer, and I don't know about Beck but whenever I get stressed or upset and I just want to be alone, the attic is where I go. I love that attic. I don't know why, but when ever I'm up there, regardless if beck is there or not. I feel like someone is watching out for me. Like a body guard or an angle. I don't know how to explain it. Especially at night time. I have no idea why because I'm terrified of everything especially the dark. I know a 17 year old afraid of the dark laugh at me waaa waaa. I don't care.
"DYLAN!"
"Uh sorry beck I'm falling asleep."
"What! The dance is in 2 hours! You have to start getting ready!"
"Yes yes, I know. I'll see you at the dance okay?"
"Yep see you later Dill!"
"Bye!"
I close my laptop and walk over to my closet. I have so many dresses that I've never actually put on before. My mom always buys me dresses for no reason. It's her way of trying to bond with me I guess. I look at all the dresses.
"Mhh should I go with long and flowy, short and poofy, or fitted and short."
I look at the dresses and see a long tule black dress with a corset that has green gems that look a lot like emeralds.
"Hmmm emeralds. How much time do I have?"
I glance over the clock and see that the dance starts in an hour and 45 minutes.
I start to smirk.
"Perfect."
I walk over to my bathroom and wash my hair quickly then towel dry it. I open up the cupboard and pull out my emerald hair dye. I lather the dye into my hair making sure not to smear it all over my face and neck.
"Let's sit for 45 minutes then rinse until blah blah. I will do what I want with my life thanks!"
I toss the instructions over my shoulder and plug in my hair dryer. I then put a plastic bag over my head and set fire to my head. After about 20 minutes of heating up my head so the dye will be as bright and permanent as possible. I wash my hair once more. Towel dry. Blow dry. Add heat protectant. Lightly curl. I look at the clock.
"45 minutes."
I walked over to my closet and pulled the dress off of the hanger. I put it on. Then put on some makeup. Very basic, foundation, slight contouring, some what dramatic anime eyeliner, false lashes, mascara, natural brows, and a matte dark green lipstick.
"Wooop! I look like a mermaid!" I dramatically flipped my hair "APPROVED" i walk out of my bathroom and see that I have 13 minutes to get to the dance. I look down at my feet. "Oh yea.. Heels" I though for a moment then remembered that I have stilettos with the whole bottom of the shoe incased and filled with water, LED lights, fake fish, and fish tank decor.
"Rayne!"
I call out to my younger sister as she comes happily skipping into my room.
"Woah. You look like a...."
She pondered for a moment
"A FAIRY!"
I chuckle at the joy on her 5 year old face
"Really? I thought I looked like a mermaid!"
She popped her hip out and pretended to stroke her beard.
"I guess so. But Fairies are cooler!"
She giggled
"That's true! Well do you know where my fishy shoes are?"
"YEP!"
Rayne bolted out of the room and I heard her fall down a couple times.
"IM OKAYY!!"
I heard her shout from the other side of the house. She came running back in with both of the shoes.
"I was using them as an aquarium for my dolls Matt and Serena to hang out in." She smiled
"Oh yea how is the gang these days?"
She always plays with her dolls and she has this huge story line going on and on and on. it's really adorable.
"Well cannon taught Mikey to be really poopie and now he is all messed up and Matt and Serena are dating but Palmer and Kane broke up with Chris and becca so now Becca Serena Chris and Matt are moving to LA!"
"What! Kane and Becca broke up?"
As Rayne was telling me her story's I was packing up my backpack with the things I need to spend the night in the attic. 2 different band tees, owl city hoodie, ripped Skinny jeans, and my black converse.
"-but really Matt turns into a frog and-"
"Oh my wow! Well kiddo I have to get going! Love u!"
I kissed her in the fore head and started to walk down the stairs and out of the house. I grabbed my keys and phone as I shut the door. I hop into my car and start it up I pull out of the drive way and start driving.
"Off to the dance."
