Chapter 13
“You want to dress me up for my first date?” I asked Belle incredulously. It was the day of Benny's and my date, and Belle had this little pink frilly dress laid out on her bed for me.
“Yes!” she said as if it was obvious.
“Do I look like a Barbie?” I asked her. She was being completely ridiculous!
Belle cocked her head to the side. Then nodded. “Yeah, if Barbies were brunettes then yes.”
“No!” I shouted.
“Come on!” Belle pleaded. “Please.” she had these big, puppy-dog eyes.
I sighed. “Nothing pink.” I said tiredly.
“Yippee!” Belle literally jumped in the air she was so happy. “And I promise, I won't make you wear pink.” She grabbed my hand and dragged me into her enormous walk-in closet.
“Okay, first date. First date, first date.” She started mumbling to herself as she picked her way through rows and rows of pretty dresses.
Dresses, and dresses, and more dresses! I swear this girl had more dresses than the mall did! There were party dresses, church dresses, sun dresses, winter dresses. There were also play dresses, fancy dresses, and debutante dresses. The kind that I was praying the most she wouldn't make me wear were the obvious fooling- around dresses.
I didn't want to wear one of those for several reasons. A) They were really skimpy. If I put one of them on it would barely cover my ass, boobs, or crotch. B) (and this is off of reason A) It was freezing outside! I know how you hear that it's never cold in California, it was only 29 degrees outside. There was snow on the ground too! It was really pretty, but a little too cold for that kind of dress. C) My dad would kill me if he saw me wearing a dress like that. And the last one that I'll mention is D) Benny wouldn't talk to me. He would just stare at me and drool.
“Here we go.” Belle said excitedly. I couldn't see the dress she was holding, which worried me slightly. “Come along,” She said, putting a vice-like grip on my wrist and nearly dragged me out of the closet........ Wow that sounded really wrong. Didn't it? Wow. Anyway. On to what I was going to say.
Belle had me stand in the corner of her room that had a tall mirror and had me close my eyes. I protested in vain. I ended up facing a mirror with my hands covering my eyes as Belle undressed me. It felt really weird to have someone other than Benny take my clothes off. Right when I was going to ask Belle if I could get myself naked, she told me to raise my arms so she put the dress on.
I did so and I felt her slip the dress on over my head. As it passed over my skin, it felt really smooth, kind of like silk, but it was really warm at the same time. I felt the fabric fall on my shoulders and I heard Belle move behind me to button it. I liked the way it sort of hugged my body, not too tight not really loose. Cool. After a minute I heard Belle get up and clap her hands excitedly.
