Believe in Bree

Part 5

Sitting on her bed, Bree picks up her book and starts reading. She's reading City of Bones. She hears a knock on the door, it's Jaqui.

"Are you ready to go?" Jaqui asks.

"Yea sure." I respond.

Jaqui looks at me with a funny look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I ask, confused.

"You're wearing... That?" She asks.

I look down at my clothes. Faded pink skinny jeans, white Adidas hoodie and white high top converses.

"Well yea," I begin, "I don't really have anything else, I'm always in my hospital gown."

Jaqui smiles and helps me into my wheelchair.

"Come with me." She grins.

"I know exactly what you need."

5 minutes later we're down the hall and outside an office. The door says Mr Alamaine on the name plaque.

Jaqui knocks on the door and a young man, about 25 steps out. Once he sees Jaqui his grin widens and he opens the door out to us.. Jaqui wheels me into his office where there is about 30 racks of clothes. I can feel my jaw drop.

My Alamaine walks up to the racks and wheels one over, its full of dresses and Prada bags. My eyes pop.

"So, you are in desperate need of new clothes I see?" Mr Alamaine asks.

"Yes," I begin, "Just one question..."

"Hit me!" He jokes.

"Why does the hospital have an office full of clothes and where do the get them from?" I ask, fascinated.

"Well," Says Jaqui, "the hospital gets a lot of people in car crashes and people who have torn their clothes or bled right through them. So celebrities donate clothes to the hospital. They have all never been worn, but there is a section of worn ball gowns."

"So you're telling me that celebrities have touched these!?" I ask, very excitedly.

"In a way, yes."Mr Alamaine smiles.

"And you can choose what ever you want!" He explains.

"But why do the celebrities donate such expensive things?" I ask.

"Because they have been in this hospital before." Mr Alamaine says.

"Wow! Like who?" I blurt out excitedly.

"Well there's Paris Hilton, Louis Tomlinson, Taylor Lautner, Rebecca Black, Keith Urban's Uncle and much more." Mr Alamaine explains while counting them out on his fingers.

"Why do they all use this hospital?" I ask, very intrigued.

"Because it is the most private hospital on the Hollywood strip." Jaqui says.

"Now hurry up! You're meeting Zayn in 10 minutes!" She pushes me over to the racks of clothes and starts looking through dresses.

After a few minutes of searching I wheel my self into a corner where there's an old box with the words 'Believe in Yourself' on it. While nobody's looking, I open the box and look inside, I put my hand in and pull out a dress. It's a light reddy pink, with small white flowers on it, it has buttons all up the front and a collar at the neck. By looking at it, I can see it would come just above my knees. I place it over my lap and call for Jaqui to help me into it. Once it's on I look in the mirror and can't believe how beautiful the dress is. I grab a pair of plain black flats and put them on too, then I grab some bangles and I'm ready to go. Jaqui wheels me out of the room thanking Mr Alamaine.

"Thank you so much Mr Alamaine!" I say.

"Please," he begins, "call me James. Good luck on your date, you look stunning."

As Jaqui wheeled Bree down the hall heading for the courtyard, Bree was thinking about how Zayns reaction might be to her. They arrive at the court yard and Jaqui spots Zayn and wheels Bree over.

Zayn's jaw drops and his eyes go huge.

"Bree," he takes my hand, "you look beautiful."

Jaqui walks off saying that she would leave them to it.

He picks me up out of my chair and carries me over to a beautiful picnic set out just for us. Her second day of Christmas was going very well. she couldn't wait for the next 10 days!