#9 - Dinner

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"If a restaurant offers crayons, I always take them and color throughout the meal. It beats talking to the people I came to dinner with."

― Stephan Pastis


Pic above is the Wood's dinning table.


They quickly wrapped everything up and walked out the door to let me wear my bathrobe.

I opened the door and they quickly took my hand to set me down in front of the mirror.

I looked in the mirror. I looked different, instead of just night black hair, my hair was shiny and it looks soft. I even looked more relaxed than usual. I felt like it was magic that washed over me, making me beautiful in just a second. I smiled at the girl in front of me. It was hard to believe that girl was me.

The maid didn't even have the time for them to look at me in the mirror; they just worked and worked and worked - still talking. I didn't even listen to what they were saying this time. I was just staring at the mirror, who become more and more beautiful each second. They helped me put on a light dress that was too fancy. Than they helped me put on my make - up.

"You're done!" exclaimed Audrey. She beamed at all of her hard work on the make - up.

"Oh, thank you, I never - how can I thank you?" I asked.

"Oh, it's nothing, I could do this everyday." said Audrey.

"No, you don't have to. That's a lot of work." I said, feeling like I am asking too much.

"Oh, no! We have 10 more minutes left." exclaimed Jenny.

"I've got the shoe!" exclaimed Judy, who rushed in the room, holding my shoe high up in the air.

"High heels?" I asked.

They nodded.

"No, I can't," I said, "I can't walk on high heels."

"I'll try to find another pair, ok?" Sara said and ran out the room. I really don't walk on heels. There was this one time when I was trying to walk on heel, but I end up twisting my ankle.

She ran back in with a pair of flats. "Here."

I quickly slipped it on and they lead my down the stair, down to the dining room.

Everyone was there waiting for me.

"Sorry for the delay." I said looking at Mr. and Mrs. Wood.

"It's ok," Tyler said and my eyes drifted over to meet his. I stared at him for a few second, before he got up and helped me to my seat.

I felt weird. I felt like I don't belong here with everyone. I never felt so elegant and fancy in my life.

My eyes drifted over everyone, I have to shake my head a little to stop the staring.

"Everything is ready to eat!" said Mrs. Wood. She snapped her finger's and all of the maidens came in with trays of food in their hand.

"Let's eat as much as you can, welcome yourself," Mrs. Wood said and clasped her hands.

I smiled and nodded. I don't want to be disrespectful anymore.

The maiden laid the trays down and I took a good look at the food. They were beautifully arranged and my mouth watered a little. I realized how hungry I was and my memories of this afternoon were forgotten.

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