Chapter Seven

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A/N: This is Rose's dress!

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~Rose~

I looked into the mirror at my dress and smiled. It looked amazing, and the shoes matched perfectly.

"I'm ready whenever you are!" my mom hollered from her room. I walked into the kitchen and sat on the chair my mom had designated as the makeup/hair chair. I looked at the things she had out: a small curling iron, some foundation, and other makeup products. I looked up as I heard a gasp, and my mom walked into the kitchen.

"Stand up and let me see!" she said.

I got up and she spun me around.

"That dress looks absolutely amazing!" she looked thoughtful for a moment before saying: "I wish your grandmother could see you."

"Me too," I said with a small smile. I sat back down in the chair and mom rearranged the stuff on the counter, plugging the curling iron in.

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Almost thirty minuets later, my mom leaned back and said "done!"

She grabbed my hand and practically ran to the bathroom. She shoved me inside and commanded me to tell her my thoughts. My face had a smooth look, and the mascara and eyeliner made my eyes brighter. My hair tumbled over my shoulders in a light curl, and I smiled.

"It looks perfect" I say to my mom. She smiles at me and gives me a hug, careful not to mess up her hard work.

"I know you defiantly don't want your mom walking you to the dance, so I trust that you'll go straight to Erin's, and to stay together!" she commands. "Don't go wandering off by yourself!"

"I won't," I say smiling. I grab my purse from my room and my mom walks me to the door.

"What's the curfew?" I ask.

"Just be home as soon as you are done. Don't talk to any boys now!" she winks. "If you have an emergency or want to come home but Erin isn't ready to leave, call me and I'll meet you."

"Okay. Love you!" I say.

"Love you more!" I reply, walking out of the door and making my way out of the apartment.

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~Peter~

"Hey I got to go!" I yell from my room to Aunt May. I grab my backpack and stuff an extra jacket in it. I look to the air vent and decide to bring my suit. Just in case. Shoving it inside, I grab my phone and walk out to the living room.

"Be home soon!" May yells from her bedroom. I open the door and stop. I look out of the living room window and see that it is dark already. I close the door and go back to my room.

As fast as I can, I take my shirt and pants off, changing into my suit. I shove my clothes into my backpack in place of the suit and open my window. Sitting on the ledge, I pull on my mask and slip my backpack on. I turn around, close the window, and start slinging my way to Stark Tower.

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When I get to Stark Tower, I climb up the rest of the way to the helipad. Glad to see no one on it, I hop up and walk towards the door. I turn the knob and pull, but the door doesn't open. I yank a little. I yank a little harder and the door knob comes off.

"Oh shit" I say. On the bright side, the door opened. Really Mr. Stark? That easy to get inside? I open the door and shove the door knob back on, hoping it would stay. I close the door softly once I was on the inside and hear the clink of the door knob falling back out again. I sigh and turn around, a tiny yell and a curse bursting from my lungs.

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