Chapter 11

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One year ago.

"Ouch!" I squealed as Juliette held a curling iron to my neck.

"Sorry," she mumbled, lifting the barrel off of my skin and towards my hair again.

She was all dressed and ready, thanks to my stalling abilities, but the time had come for me to get dressed up for the dance.

"I can't wait to see you in that dress," I can almost hear her smiling. "I think it's going to look perfect."

I blush. "I hope so."

The sun had just started to set, and as time passed, I grew more and more nervous. "What if he doesn't come?" I ask. It was fifteen minutes until the dance and he had not showed up yet.

"Relax, Ror," she says, still engrossed in my hair. "He'll show up."

I couldn't help but stare at my best friend in the mirror as she worked. She looked so beautiful, I was almost jealous.

At the time, her hair had been long- almost down to her waist, and tonight she had flattened out her curls, making her look very elegant. She had always been pretty tall, which she thought was a curse and what I envied about her. She was wearing a short pink dress that made her usually pale, freckled skin look more tan.

As if she could tell the future, there was a ring at the doorbell. I stiffened.

"I'll get it!" Juliette squealed, sprinting towards the stairs.

"Don't do anything to embarrass me!" I call to her as she approached the front door.

There were voice coming from downstairs, and I held my breath. I shook my head at the sound of Juliette's seemingly endless chatter.

"Aurora!" Her voice hit my ears like a bullet. "Someone's here for you."

I roll my eyes with a silly grin. "I'll be right down."

With that, I dropped the robe that I had around me.

When I looked in the mirror, I almost gasp. I'm not going to exaggerate and say that I looked like a completely different person. Because I didn't. I looked better than my normal self.

My long bleach blonde hair fell in loose waves down my back, my eyelashes dark and curled, my lips stained a deep red. Juliette had chosen my dress, which was a deep royal blue that brung out my eyes. What will he think? I thought to myself.

As I walked out of my room and headed towards the stairs, Juliette saw me out of the corner of her eye. A smile spread across her face. "Presenting... Princess Aurora."

I slowly start to walk down the steps, feeling slightly unstable in my heels as I approached Jacob and Jules.

Jacob gave me a small smile, he stared at me without breaking his gaze for a second. "You look beautiful," he says as I step down next to him. We look at each other for what seems like a million years, when Juliette clears her throat.

"Uh, guys, sorry to ruin this moment, but my date is waiting for me outside. So..." She gestures towards the door, her eyebrow raised.

"Go ahead," Jacob shrugs. "I can take her now."

She nods. "Cool." Her date, Derek, appeared in the doorway.

Derek was a couple inches shorter than Juliette, but that didn't stop him from professing his love for her. When he asked her to the dance, she had said yes with a little hesitation, but she showed no sign of that now.

"Tucker is gonna meet us there," Juliette says, wrapping her arm around Derek's waist as they walked out the door.

Hearing his name, my stomach dropped. Did he have a date? He would probably be lonely...

But those thoughts disappeared from my mind when I looked back up at Jacob. The butterflies in my stomach had almost become regular now, I expected them.

He looked into my blue eyes with his green ones and my heart stopped.

Surely he would not break my heart tonight at least. We would be together all night, and I already wished for more time.

Now, I wished that that wish had come true.

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