~Aspyn's POV~
Prom is tomorrow. I walk over to Imogen's. I want to see if she wants to get ready together tomorrow. I haven't known that girl for long, but I think we've helped one another grow. She's like my best friend.
I reach her house and I ring the bell. Her mother opens the door with a warm smile. "Hello dear! Come in, come in!" I can tell you one thing: Imogen and her mother are complete opposites.
"Hey," I smile, "is Imogen home?"
Imogen stomps down the stairs and looks at me. "What are you doing here?" She's surprised.
"Well," I start as we walk upstairs to her room, "I was wondering if you'd like to get ready together tomorrow night. Would you?"
"Sure!" She beams, but it wasn't as optimistic as you'd think. For her yes, in general no.
"So yours or mine?" She doesn't answer me. "Im?"
"What?"
"Yours or mine?" I giggle.
"'Yours or mine' for what?"
"Getting ready for prom, duh!"
"Oh," she laughs, "mine, I guess."
"Okay! I'll see you tomorrow. At 3:30-4:00 ish." I walk out of her room and towards the foyer.
"Yup, sounds good." She says. She tells her mum what we just talked about as I start to leave. I exit their house, a strong cool wind whips my face and blows my hair back.
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Today's the day! I put all of my stuff in Dawson's car. We drive for about five minutes to get to Imogen's house. When we get there, Imogen and Dawson help me with my makeup and hair stuff, while I carry my dress. Dawson and Imogen put the stuff down and Dawson leaves. Now we get to get ready for prom!
I do Imogen's make up first. I go for a subtle but confident look. Which is everything she isn't. But she is beautiful, I wish I had her looks. Then I put her long blonde white hair into an intricate up do, I'm pretty skilled in this department.
She then does my make up. Enough so it pops but it isn't over the top. She curls my hair from the top of my head to the freshly cut tips.
We both do our nails next. I go for a French tip with silver accent. She goes for black, so that it pops against her dress. We let them dry for a good fifteen minutes.
We help one another with our dresses. I put mine on and she zips it up. Then she puts hers on and I help zip hers up. I put on my silver platform pumps. Imogen puts on nude pumps.
We're ready. But we first decided it would be best if we met up with my family and Miles at the hospital, I don't want my mom to miss out on this. We get into Imogen's mom's car. Miles is waiting outside of the hospital entrance. When we both get out of the car his mouth falls. "You two both know how to clean up!"
"Haha thanks." Imogen says and walks past him.
I just stand there looking at him and I blush a deep shade of red. He gets me a red rose corsage to match my face. It's beautiful. We check in and run as fast as we can in our tall heels.
We walk into my mother's tiny hospital room and she tells us how beautiful Imogen and I look. As well as telling Miles he looks good too. When everyone crams into the small space we take pictures with my mom. Even with no hair she still looks flawless. We end up taking billions of pictures.
When we finish that, we head down to the park to do the same thing, different backdrop. The dainty flower on my wrist attracts the attention of a couple of bees. I freak out, while everyone else laughs at me. Haha, very funny.
We get back in the car again and we soon arrive at the prom. Tonight is going to be a night that I will never forget!
A short filler for y'all. It's prom! Yay!! Don't forget to vote and comment your feedback and what y'all want to see happen next. --Rosemary🌹
