Soltisce Part 1

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Hey guys sorry for the hiatus, so I to reward my mistakes I made a pretty long chapter.

Chozixxx

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"What am I going to wear?!" I whine

Just wear something nice.

"I thought this was a meeting, why are you just telling me it's a ball" I protest.

I trashed my whole closet. Clothes are everywhere. I can't find anything to wear and I don't even know what to do with my hair. Silver is a very hard colour to work with.

"I'm calling Era."

Really, Era of all people

"Yes, she's the only that can help me right now since you are useless"

Humph useless, you are the human

"Back off. Era, Era are you there."

This isn't working. I drop my head in a pile of clothes

"What's not working" I hear Era's voice

"Era I've missed you" I squeal.

"Really it's only been 2 days, get a grip"

I glare at her. "I need your help you said this was a meeting not a ball"

"A ball is a meeting, well a glamorous meeting" She replies.

"Whatever, since this is your fault you find me something to wear"

"Ok, ok go take a shower"

I walk to the bathroom and turn the hot water on. As I rinse myself and wash my hair, I think of him, his hair, it looked so soft, his eyes, his body. It's been happening a lot lately. I forget what I'm doing and just daydream about him. He made me burn my french toast this morning.

I step out of the shower, dry my hair and brush my teeth. When I walked back out in my grey robe. I see Era holding a dress and it was amazing.

 I see Era holding a dress and it was amazing

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"Era, thank you so much. It's beautiful" I squeal

"You're welcome, wear it" she laughs

I look in the mirror it looks perfect. She puts a black rose thing on my head and keeps my hair straight.

 She puts a black rose thing on my head and keeps my hair straight

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