Annoying. (An Ethan Dolan Imagine)

Chapter Eighteen

Day 2

"What about this one?" Judy asks, holding the hanger just around her neck to show me the dress.

I look at it and it's a blood red long sleeve dress. Not at all my style.

I shake my head and continue wishing I was somewhere else.

Here's my plan,

When I'm at the dance, I will give Ethan a really long speech on how he's my best friend in front of everyone.

I have to make sure I look good for him.

And Shawn too of course.

"Oh! This one!" She shows me a purple, sparkling dress that has a v shaped cut around the chest area.

I cringe and shake my head no, not even taking the time to imagine myself wearing that.

Judy grabs and she puts the dress back angrily.

"C'mon Amy. You gotta help me here." She whines. I sigh and get up. I walk through the rows, pretending to look for a dress when out of nowhere, something catches my eye.

It's a silky blue dress. One sleeveless side and ends just Bellow the knee. It has a group of blue flowers, starting at the right side of the hip and then up to the left shoulder and then to the back, making a sleeve.

I hear Judy gasp behind me and she starts clapping.

"Yes! Yes queen! That's the one!" She yells, only loud enough for us to hear.

I buy it without even trying it on because I know that it'll fit me.

I go home and look through my closet for a pair of shoes that could go with this.

I find a pair of silver high heals. I chain of gems staring in between the big toe and the other on, goes up and around the ankle.

Perfect.

Now, all I need is my hair. I go to my mom's room and knock on the door frame.

She looks up from the book that she's reading...

Oh heck no!

She's reading Fifty Gray Shades, or something like that.

I don't know, but all I know is that that book is disgusting.

"Yes sweety?" She asks as she stands from the bed. I hear over to her and tug a strand of hair behind my ear.

"So, i was thinking if maybe you can do my hair." I tell her. She nods and we head 9ver to the bathroom.

I sit on the closed toilet seat and she starts parting my hair.

"Oh fuck no! You have lice bitch!" She yells as she smacks my forehead.

She drags me down to the floor, opens the toilet seat, shoves my head in there and flushes my head down the toilet.

(How many times must I finess y'all until y'all learn?! (╯°O°）╯︵ ┻━┻)

She picks up a small strand of hair on the right side of my head and starts to braid it.

When she's done, she asks me to hold it and not let it go or else it would get loose amd she'd have to do it again.

She does the same to the left side of my head and then she ties them both together at the back of my head, creating a little braid crown.

"Thanks Mom." I give her a hug. Before I step out of the bathroom, she stops me and I look up at her, confused.