My Unlikely Best Friend

Chapter 30

I stood in front of my full-length mirror, wearing the dress my mom had surprised me with this morning. It was a few shades lighter than navy blue with a pleated bottom. It also had a cute, brown skinny belt that was gorgeously woven. It complemented the outfit wonderfully.

Since the dress's sleeve wasn't long enough to cover my bruised wrist, I wore the short, knitted cardigan, my grandma made for me not too long ago. It was still in very good condition.

I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. I thought I looked... lovely. It's weird because I'm not even wearing makeup, I just felt happiness fill my heart as I saw myself. Is this what confidence feels like?

My mom helped me twist my hair last night, and when I unraveled them this morning, my curls were poppin'.

My smile faded when I remembered that it was Sunday... that meant church. That meant meeting new faces, that also meant people staring at me with pity or looking at me strangely like I'm some kind of extraterrestrial. I just... I just really hate it.

Agh, why do I have to go? Can't she just go by herself? Should I tell her that I don't want to go anymore? No, that...that wouldn't be good, I don't wish to disappoint her or start an argument.

I then sighed and randomly got a pair of earrings from my dresser and placed them on. As I was sliding my brown flats on, I heard my mother chirping for me. "Dawny, your breakfast is ready!"

"I'm coming," I replied, then quickly grabbed my handbag, ready to leave, but then I remembered the lollipop that doctor Campbell gave to me the other day.

At that moment, I really craved for it and began to search my room. Where did I put it? I know it's in here, it couldn't have just grown legs and walked away. Now that, I'm sure of.

"Dawn, your food is gonna get cold if you don't come out here right now." Her voice gave me goosebumps, which wasn't a surprise. She can be a bubbly bunny, but get on her bad side then you'll see her wrath.

I sighed. "I'm coming, wait, I'm almost done!"

It was then when I impetuously went over to my school bag because I remembered that I had placed it in there. After I got it, I began to walk outside while putting it into my handbag.

"Okay, I'm here. Are you happy now?"

“You should be.”

***

My mom and I were walking up to the church, which wasn't too big neither too small. It was a perfect size with two floors, and it also had another building connected to it where the pre-teens and young children would be taught. It was just one floor.

"Bye baby," my mom said, giving me a peck on my forehead, and I smiled. "Have fun."

The words have fun echoed throughout my mind as she walked away from me and entered the church. Don't count on it, I thought.

I stood there for a moment, really not wanting to go to the teen service, so I decided to just wander around instead. I walked my way through the church, to the back, because it was so very beautiful out there, with the grass being so green and the flowers so vibrant.

Flowers of all colors were in the lovely shaped bushes, on the path the bride would be walking on, in the trees, and they were even in the gorgeous fountains and bird baths. This is where a lot of people would get married, and I don't blame them. I hope to also one day get married here. That would be a good day.

As I was relaxing on an elegantly carved bench, absorbing the wonderful artistry that was before me, I heard footsteps coming my way. I quickly turned around to see who or what it was. Not really to my surprise, it was a middle-aged man sharply dressed in a suit.