Maverick and Her Ways (GirlxGirl)

Sunday Dress

Chapter Nine:
Sunday Dress

        "I heard that the Dubois are throwing a party." My dad said on our way to church. "They were nice enough to invite us."

I perked up from my seat at the back of my dad's Honda Pilot and stared at him curiously.

"It's been a while since they've done that." My mom joined in then turned her head back to look at me. "Do you know anything about this, Mave?"

"No." I answered, shaking my head and played with the fur on my fur-lined Winter coat. "What's the party for?"

"I don't know, hon." He replied, rubbing his scruffy beard with his free hand. "But I was thinking on going."

"Of course we're going." Mom said cheerfully. "We're definitely going. Who would say no to a party?"

"Probably me." I answered.

"That's because you don't have fun."

"Well sorry if I want to have good grades." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Okay, you two stop." My dad said, laughing as we turned a corner. "The party is tonight, at seven. Some of my partners would be there, and it'll be a great opportunity to talk about business."

"So basically," I explained. "You're going to the party as if it's a business meeting?"

"Correct." My dad responded, giving me a grin from the rear view mirror.

"I totally do not get your job." I said, shaking my head in confusion.

After three blocks, we arrived and my dad parked our car to our usual spot by an old newspaper stand. It was really cold out, so I immediately grabbed both of my parents' arms and huddled with them as we walked towards the entrance of the church.

When my dad pushed open the door, we were welcomed by warmth, old-paper smell, and two smiling old ladies who handed programs for the mass. My parents greeted them, while I smiled back politely. Every week, they would say to me,

"Oh this little one is growing up to be a fine lady!"

"You bet I am. Better than my mom right here."

"Don't be so full of yourself." My mom said jokingly, and we all laughed.

Then, we went to the coat hangers. I was grateful for the warmth inside the church because I was wearing a dress. It's white with lacey patterns and I decided to wear a pair of black leggings since it was below thirty degrees, and I do not want to freeze to death.

"Put your mittens inside your coat pocket so you don't lose them." My mom instructed.

"You should listen to your mom." Someone said behind me. I felt an arm around my shoulder, and I grinned because I already know it was Dennis.

"You're here early." I said as I looked up at my tall friend. Surprisingly, he was wearing a suit. He would usually wear a dress shirt and a pair of slacks. But today, he was full on formal.

Dennis had a new haircut, and I have to admit, he looked very handsome. "You look really nice." I added, smiling at him.

"I'm a new man." He laughed. He looked so happy, and I can't help but feel the same, it's very contagious that way. "But thank you, I'm glad you think so."