Paper Airplanes

Druken Words are Sober Thoughts

C H A P T E R 7

"Harley that looks beautiful on you!" Sadie squealed, clapping her hands together. I looked down at the dress Sadie had chosen for me, it was hideous, and that's giving it a compliment. The whole dress looked as if I just came out of a cotton candy machine. It was a light shade of pink with a tight bodice and once it reached my waist ruffles exploded in an untamable fashion.

"S, I admire your enthusiasm but don't you think since it's a black and white ball I should be trying on oh I don't know...a white dress?" I asked, trying to flatten the ruffles.

"Yeah, but they have this dress in white they just have to order it. Don't you think it's just beauteous!" Sadie gushed.

"Since when do you use words like beauteous?" I asked her.

"Since yesterday when I came across it in my SAT Prep class." She nodded confidently. I rolled my eyes and turned to the girl who was helping us out.

"Could I maybe try something else?" I asked her kindly. She nodded and left to find another dress. With a sigh, I stepped off the platform I was standing on and headed to the dressing room.

"What's wrong?" Sadie asked, following me into the dressing room.

"Nothing S, it's just that this dress really isn't me." I shrugged as she unzipped the back and helped me out of it.

"Oh, well I happen to love it..." She trailed off, admiring the dress in her hands, then she let out a sharp gasp. "I wonder if they have it in black! I can wear it to the ball!"

With a squeal she took off with the dress in her hands, letting the door close behind her. Shaking my head I sat down on the seat inside the dressing room and waited for the girl to come back with another dress. Minutes passed when she finally arrived,

"I think you'll like this one." She smiled, handing it to me.

"I sure hope so." I sighed, slipping into the white dress. After the girl zipped it up we left the room and made our way to the platform.

"Okay what about this one- wow!" I breathed as I gazed at the girl in the mirror. The dress was extremely gorgeous, the tight torso went all the way down a little past my waist in a mermaid like fashion and then waved out in small layers, it wasn't too poofy and it wasn't too flat.

"Harley you look like a princess about to get married! It's perfect for you!" Sadie said in awe.

Sadie was right, it was absolutely perfect...the dress was something Harley Mavis would definitely wear to a Black & White Ball. But as the day grew closer and closer, I realized I wanted to see what it would be like to not be Harley Mavis for one night. I wanted to be someone different, someone who stood out but was still mysterious. I turned around on the platform, ignoring Sadie's awestruck expression and walked down one of the many aisles of colorful dresses, Sadie following seconds after.

"Where are you going?" She asked me confusedly.

"To find another dress." I stated calmly as I ran my hand down the different fabrics of dresses.

"Why? I thought this was the dress." She pointed at the dress I was currently wearing.

"Because just for one night, one measly night. I don't want to be Harley Mavis. For one night I want to be someone I'm not, someone mysterious and bold. Don't get me wrong I love the dress I'm wearing and it's totally me, but I just want something different this time." I explained to her.

Sadie was about to say something else but she never got to say it because I saw it, the perfect dress. It had a halter top that tied at the back of the neck and a tight bodice that draped down in layers at the waist. It was short in the front and flowed out in a tail at the back that probably would reach my mid-calf. Plus, it was a bright red, which was against the black and white dress code, hence the name Black & White Ball. Quickly I grabbed the dress off the rack and ran back to the dressing room. I carefully unzipped the white dress I was wearing and slipped on the red one I had just picked out. Once I had it tied at my neck I walked out and onto the platform.