My British Bear

Chapter 12

600 VIEWS! 600 VIEWS!! LET'S GO YEAH!! We're awesome. High fives for all.

 We all stood up and stretched. Jess and Chloe ushered us out of the kitchen. "K!" Chloe clapped her hands once we were in a quiet hallway. "This be our game plan; Zach, Brooks, Tiaz, Seth, and Aadesh will go upstairs and Zach will pretty you all up. Rose, Mom, Dad, and I will greet the guests. Jess, Molly and Maria will go ravage my chest upstairs. My cousin Meg will join you. Rose and I will as soon as we're done with the guests."

We saluted and headed off in different directions. I was honestly relieved to get away from the throng of people pouring in through the door. Jess, Molly, and I hopped up the large staircase and into Chloe's neat bedroom.

Jess knelt by a beautiful, golden and white chest by Chloe's bed and opened it up. It was packed full of dresses, jewelry, bows, shoes, stockings, and all other manners of fancy things.

Jess held up a pastel pink, sleeveless dress with teal bows across the waist. "This is a yes." She swirled in front of Chloe's giant mirror-clock and then returned to find shoes.

I plopped on the bed as Molly began to look through the stuff as well. "I'm just gonna wait until Chloe gets up here..."

Jess nodded. "'Kay," Molly said.

Jess found some matching ballet slippers and a couple pink hairbows with mints in the middle. "Oh, this is amazing! All yes!" She beamed and I smiled back. Molly chuckled.

I could hear the clamour downstairs from the people and felt myself grow uneasy. I didn't like a lot of people. Chloe burst through the door with an Asian girl. "This is Meg! Meg-- Maria, Molly, Jess. You gals, Meg."

"Hello."

"How do ya do?"

"Hi!"

"Now," Chloe rubbed her hands together, "to make you all fabulous. Yeah, Jess, I got that dress for you." Jess grinned.

Meg got a red trumpet dress with short sleeves and cute ruby slippers. Chloe threw on an adorable yellow shirt dress with black leggings and knee high leather boots. Molly got a jean suspender skirt, a white blouse, black leggings, and sandals.

I was content sitting cross legged on the bed, being left out and participating in conversations as they did their hair. Chloe's pigtail turned into a french braid, Meg's bob turned into pinned up curls, Molly got an adorable headband, and Jess's waves turned into a princess braid.

"Now, it's your turn!" Jess bounced.

"I don't really care," I murmured, hating being the center of attention. "Honestly."

"We left you last so we could spend all our energy on you!" Chloe prodded.

They pulled out dress after dress until I was sure they would never decide. They finally chose a navy blue victorian dress. They gave me navy blue slippers and white stockings. They then made me sit for fifteen minutes of torture as they did this swirly braid thing and weaved flowers into my hair. (I have no idea exactly what they did, but they used a sinful amount of hairspray.)

"Look how pretty you are!" Molly gushed.

I smiled and twirled around in front of the mirror. I felt pretty, something I hadn't felt in a very long while. I grinned so brightly my cheeks hurt. "Chloe!" Mrs. Scott called. "The dance is going to start soon!"

Jess ushered us out and we giggled as we tromped down the stairs. A small crowd was standing in the Scott's ballroom. The ballroom had table set up with cookies and punch, a massive Christmas tree in one corner, dozens of lights, and a grand piano.