As I walked down the wooden staircase, my silver 4 inch heels pounded each stair making echoes throughout the entire house. I was wearing a long black dress low in the front, slits on the side. I would usually be skeptical about wearing things like this but it was prom night. I had no choice. On a regular day I wore jeans and a T-shirt. I never really jazz up on regular occasions, but my mother insisted that I wear something that looked like it costed more than the houses on the entire block. This dress was what she wore when she went to prom. Fortunately, it didn't look a day over 30 so I was good. I didn't really care what I wore but wearing things like this causes attention to me and I never liked attention. This was the kind of dress that caused attention, something that I didn't want, but did I have a choice? Of course not.
When I reached the bottom of the staircase, this house full of all my loud boistering family became silent. They were all looking at me in awe. Especially my mother. I knew they would react like this, but at least I wasn't in front of a room full of total strangers. In this case, I was the stranger apparently. They looked at me like they didn't know me. Like I was a totally new person. Suddenly all these flashing lights filled the room blinding me.
"Oh India, you look so beautiful!" my mother said engulfing me in a hug while the camera flashes flickered the room. The rest of my family members gave me little comments on how I was getting too old for them and yada yada yada. The usual comments that would be thrown at you from family members that hadn't seen you in years.
Something was missing. I looked around the room looking for him after the flickering died down. Then a tall figure in a black suit walked in the door. The flashing lights came back, blinding me again. This tall figure was my boyfriend Darnell. We'd been dating since sophomore year and I think I could say that I love him now. He's been my ride or die since 8th grade. We've known each other since grade school and around freshman year I developed feelings for him and we both acknowledged our feelings sophomore year and started dating.
There was no true prom proposal for this occasion. We just assumed that we would be going to prom together. We'd always thought that. As Darnell's eyes snaked over my body and my appearance my body shuddered. I suddenly didn't feel right. I'd never looked this nice in front of him before. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. There was nowhere to hide so I stayed put enduring the torture that his eyes put on my body. His caramel skin and brown eyes were enough to make anyone feel like they were falling into a pillow of fluffy clouds, but this was more.
I stopped daydreaming and smiled for the cameras trying a few basic poses but still ended up feeling like I was doing too much. I wanted this part of the night to be over. The flashing lights were actually making me hallucinate and I needed to dip before I passed out. After we begged so dearly for them to let us go, they finally let us off the hook and we stepped into the chill of the night.
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