Every night she dreamed of him. His curly hair, and his vibrantly green eyes. She could feel his hand hold hers, and his protective hugs and forehead kisses. Every morning she woke up with a smile, only to realize that he was just a dream. When the...
The days after Christmas fly by. I haven't been brave enough to read the dream book yet--something seems strange about it. To take my mind off of things, Taylor and I have spent the days driving around in my new car and exploring book stores and gift shops for after-Christmas-sales.
Two days after Christmas, I got a text message from Christian. He said that he "decided" to have a New Year's party (apparently he can just decide things like that) and wanted Taylor and me to come. Taylor stole my phone and responded yes--three times to be exact, with around twenty exclamation points. I texted back saying that Taylor had stolen my phone, but that yes, I would love to come, and received an eye roll. Of course, Harrison texted Taylor moments later asking if she wanted to go with him, and he received another string of yeses.
"Sarah, we have to go buy dresses for the party! We can't wear the same ones we wore to Christina's."
We are already in the car, so I agree, and we head to the cute little dress shop in town.
"You have to get a purple one. It'll match your hair!" "I don't know--" "You are getting a purple dress." "Okay, okay. Let's go look."
The bell jingles above our heads as we step inside Lucy's Dress Shop, and we are abruptly overwhelmed by the sweet scent of vanilla. Taylor immediately heads towards the rack of purple dresses (the shop is color coded) and begins examining each one. I trudge over to her, and watch as she stares at the dresses with fierce concentration. Suddenly, she pulls one off the rack and holds it up to me.
"This one. It's perfect." Indeed, it was.
The purple does compliment my hair perfectly, and it is just the right length. A lace overlay adds elegance. The dress is sophisticated, yet cute, which I am sure will contrast the skin tight dresses worn by the other girls invited. Too bad Christian stole my black heel; I'll have to settle for my cream colored pumps.
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Taylor picks out a dress for herself after an hour. I have to say, it's worth the hour, because the dress sums up her personality perfectly. Its bright blue color shows her boldness and outspokenness, while the floral pattern shows her sweet, feminine side. It ends right above her knees, the perfect length for her legs.
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