Keeping The Pieces

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

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The night of Homecoming had finally fallen upon us and the thought of tonight terrified me, Claire had me sat in a chair and was prepping me for tonight. I haven't seen my dress yet as Claire wanted it to be a surprise. I watch as she roots through her boxes of makeup and throws shoes around the room, I only watch because I'm not exactly going to be much help in this department.

She eventually rushes over to me with a bundle of makeup in her arms, she drops it all on the dressing table with a clatter in front of me, I watch as a tub of eye shadow almost rolls off the side. I face her and she starts slabbing the makeup on my face with different sized brushes and sponges. I blink and close my eyes and pout when she tells me to but I don't really understand what she wants to do to me. The worst thing about being a girl is that looking good usually requires your hair being ripped out and getting stabbed in the eye with mascara.

I look in the mirror when she finishes with my hair and makeup, I actually like what I see in the mirror, Claire always manages to make me look presentable. I've always been too skinny but at least my face and hair take attention away from that. Claire smiles at me and tells me that she's going to get my dress. Out of the corner of my eye I see her rooting through her closet in a rush.

I turn around as she pulls the dress out, its beautiful from what I can see although it's covered in a clear plastic bag. I walk over to help her take it out and start to actually feel nervous about the dance. I'm worried about what Alex will think off me, I'm worried about others seeing my skinny legs and arms. At school I'm always mostly covered, I'll be wearing a jacket and jeans constantly, it was harder when we had to do gym but the teacher never seemed to mind if I wore a light jacket.

We pull the dress out and I look at the red fabric, the dress is about knee length and kind of floaty with a collar that will only show my neck. I would describe it better but I'm not an expert on dresses. Claire pushes me to get it on and leaves the room so I can get dressed, I try to throw it on but I realise that I'll need help with the zipper as my arms probably don't have the capability and bending the way they need to, to zip this dress up.

I call for Claire who is waiting just outside and she rushes in to see what the dress looks like, "Sorry, I can't reach the zipper properly."

"Oh, its fine, come here." I comply and turn around allowing her to pull up the zipper.

"Thanks." I say before turning back around.

"You look amazing by the way," Claire says honestly, I smile at her compliment and find it in me to believe her.

"You look amazing as well Claire." I reply, she really does, her makeup and hair is perfect and she's wearing a tightish, green, knee length, strapless dress.

She shakes her head and turns me around to look in the mirror again, my red dress makes it look like my skin is paler than usual but makes me look rather elegant, my makeup and curled hair draws attention to my face and makes my eyes pop. I suppose what Alex said the other night has made try to accept myself, I am trying and it sort of works in a way.

"So what should we do now?" Claire asks, "We still have twenty minutes left until we have to go."

I shrug, "Watch TV or something I guess." Claire nods and follows me downstairs after grabing our shoes.

We wait patiently while watching The Simpsons, I don't really pay attention to it even though I love it, I just can't seem to stop thinking about tonight. It's exciting but nerve racking at the same time, I'm scared of messing up but I don't want to not go. I've never really been one for bothering about dances but it seems like something you should do when you're in high school and since there's actually some people that make be want to go, it seems worth it.