Prom ➵jenzie

Chapter 2- Yellow's Not Your Color

Kenzie's POV

Suck it in Kenzie you can do it. This dress won't wear itself. Once I shoved myself into a tight fitting dress I walked out of the dressing rooms to my boyfriend, Brandon. "What do you think?"

   "Yellow is definitely not your color, try this one on." He said handing me a white dress that looked easier to put on. I gratefully took it and proceeded to try it on. I walked out again.

    "Opinions??" Brandon gave me an up and down. He make a twirling motion with his finger, so I did a spin. My dress floated out around me, and Brandon's face broke out in a smile.

   "That's better." He said standing up to give me a hug. Over his shoulder I saw my old friend, Johnny staring at us. He was walking out with my old group of friends. I miss them, but people grow up, and they grow apart. We used to hang out everyday, talking and laughing all together. But once I started dating Brandon, they kinda started leaving me out of things. Is it bad that I have other friends too?

  "I think this is the one babe. Kenzie? Hello?" Brandon was waving his hand in front of my face. I broke out of my thoughts and looked at him. He glanced over to where I was looking before. "Were you staring at that Orlando guy you used to hang around?"

   "Yeah, he had a hair out of place and it bothered me." Real smooth Kenzie. Brandon didn't looked convinced. He eyed me suspiciously, and took my hand.

   "Hey so I don't want to sound like a controlling boyfriend, but can you not talk to that guy. Someone told me that he has a thing for you, and it makes me uncomfortable." Wait what?!?

   "You're saying Johnny Orlando has a thing, for me?! That's impossible, he's like a brother to me." Brandon didn't look like he believed me. "Seriously, he used to let Lauren and I paint his nails. No feelings whatsoever."

  "Well that's good, I don't want him stealing my prom date." He looked satisfied. He kissed me cheek and beckoned me towards the dressing room. "Now go get changed, I'll go check out the dress."

  "You don't have to pay for it you know, my mom gave me money."

   "Nope, it's on me. You are going to be my smoking girlfriend and that's final." I laughed as he walked over to counter. As I was walking towards the dressing rooms, I chanced a look over to where Johnny was before. He had disappeared. I shook it off and when into the room.