The Boy Who Called Me Songbird

Chapter 15~ Willy's Adventures in Dress Shopping

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Lilly's POV

"Pinch me! I must be dreaming!" I gawked at all of the glitter and frill and lace and silk and GLITTER around me.

The Music Room was completely filled with endless racks of dresses. It was the closest thing I'd been to being inside a clothing store in nearly a month and it was torturous. I looked over at Bea and Max saw a happy shimmer in them as they gazed around the room. We were sisters in paradise!!

I glanced over at Willy. She was looking around at all of the racks seeming completely lost.

"Umm, guys?" she asked, "I think I'm gonna need some help. I've never actually been dress shopping for something like this."

"You haven't?" Bea stared at her, confused, "Didn't you go to Homecoming?"

"No I didn't," she replied, her voice wavering a little, "I uhh, spent that night with my dad."

I could tell that she was a little sensitive on the subject of her dad. When I thought about it, Willy never really talked about him, she always talked about her mom and her Aunt Wisty.

Her parents are probably divorced, I thought to myself, Mine are. She's probably still getting used to it. I'll let her tell me when she's ready.

"It's okay Willy," said Max with a smile, "We can help you find what you want!"

"Totally!" her sister chimed in.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get a move on!!" I exclaimed, grabbing onto Willy's wrist and heading over to the junior's section, "We have a dress to find!"

I plowed into the dresses like a boss as I expertly weaves my way through the racks.

I looked over at my friends and they were all in the zone, well all except for Willy. She seemed like a lost puppy, unsure of what to do. She picked through the dresses like she was picking through a minefield, afraid that something was going to explode.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked her.

 "I love green and blue," she replied.

"Then what about this one?" I grabbed a gorgeous, dark-indigo dress off of the rack and handed it to her. It was a one-shoulder with ribbon at the waist. The bottom was scrunched up with little diamond button-thingies giving it a hint of sparkle. It was gorgeous cut and design and it would totally bring out her dark blue eyes.

"I don't think so," she said, shaking her head, "It looks too short."

 "Just try it on," I insisted, "You might end up liking it."

We kept going and Bea grabbed a pink dress for her. Overall, I found 3 dresses for her, all of them were different shades of purple or blue.

I also grabbed a couple of dresses for myself, one was a dark green one-shoulder, a black strapless with white accents around the waist and at the top and the last two were blue halters with different skirt styles. The one had bunches of fabric like the one I picked out for Willy and the other had swirls of fabric flowers all over it.