The Third Year

Chapter 12

Hey guys! I have finally finished chapter 12:) Thank you for sticking with the story and I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think. 

Chapter 12

Ivy’s POV

“Here, try this one,” Jackie called from my closet, another piece of clothing flying out and landing on my bed. I picked up the dress and held it up as I studied my reflection in the full length mirror. When I got home, I had called Jackie and Emily and they had both come over to help me get ready for tonight. Jackie was in the process of throwing every article of clothing I owned onto my bed for me to try on and Emily was getting the stuff ready to do my hair.

Scrunching up my nose in disgust, I threw the dress on the floor and flopped onto the bed. “Guys, why don’t I just text him and see what I should wear! He gave me no idea of what we were doing or going so the least he could do is tell me an idea of clothing, right?” I was met with two glares followed be rolling eyes.

“Girl, you don’t need Michael to tell you what to wear!” said Emily.

Jackie nodded in agreement. “Yeah. You’re supposed to surprise him with your attire,” she said holding up my homecoming dress from last year and spinning in a circle. I groaned and buried my head under the pillow. I had been trying to text Michael since I got home, but my two friends kept telling me not to, and instead try and surprise him later. But I didn’t want to be underdressed or overdressed. I had to figure out how to text him without them knowing.

I had been trying on clothes for over an hour and I had just under an hour and a half to get ready. Grabbing my phone, I got up and walked over to the door, turning back to my friends.

“I’m getting food. Do y’all want anything?” I asked. They both mumbled no as they were too busy getting stuff ready. I rolled my eyes and jogged downstairs, but not to get any food. Sitting at the kitchen table, I checked the hall to make sure they hadn’t followed me. Seeing the hall clear, I quickly opened a text box and started typing out a message to Michael.

Hey. Excited for 2night. Wat r we doing so I hav an idea of wat 2wear. I hit send and got up to grab some water. As I was filling a glass, I heard my phone vibrate on the table. Gulping down the water, nearly chocking and spilling it all over the floor, I placed my glass in the sink and ran over to my phone. Opening the message I smiled at Michael’s response.

Im excited2. Dress warm/comfortable, nothing 2formal. C u soon ;)

I hurried back upstairs to tell my friends that I had texted Michael and they could stop destroying my room. “Hey guys, so listen-“ I stopped when I entered my room. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I swear I was only gone a few minutes! How could all of this had happened?! I walked into my room to see Jackie sitting on my bed proudly, Emily next to her with a curly iron. My room had been put back the way it was, all my clothes back in the closet except the ones laid out on my bed.

Walking over, I saw that Jackie had pulled out a pair of black leggings and a cute long sleeve top to go over it. Smiling I grabbed the leggings and ran to the bathroom to slip them on, Emily and Jackie giggling behind me. When I walked out, they both squealed as Emily sat me down to do my hair. “How did you guys do all of this?” I asked as Emily wrapped my hair around the rod, letting it curl before letting it fall back down into a perfect ringlet. “We’re just awesome like that,” she said, Jackie laughing from my closet.

Looking in the mirror, I tried to see what Jackie was doing back in my closet. “Sit still, Iv before I burn you,” Emily warned me, glaring playfully in the mirror. I sat back to let her finish, glancing at the closet for any sign of Jackie. Checking my phone for the time, I saw I had 20 minutes till 8. “Done,” Emily said. I glanced up in the mirror to see my hair in perfect curls. Gasping in amazement, I reached up to touch my perfectly styled hair, but Emily slapped my hand away. “No touching until I spray,” she scowled, reaching for the hairspray.