Eternally Ours

6- I Didn't Have Any Real Flowers To Throw

"Oh I like that dress Em wear that!" Sams voice comes through the speaker- I have had her on facetime and have showed her about 10 different outfits. I have absolutely no clue what to wear to a party- and even if i did my wardrobe is not fully equipped for this. I let out a sigh, why do i suck at being a teenage girl?

"Is it not a bit to formal?" I reply ready to go raid my mum's wardrobe.

"Maybe you're right. Look I've got to go, but don't worry whatever you wear you'll look good in! Have fun and remember to relax it will be fine."

"Okay I'll try, bye Sam."

"Bye hun."

And with that the call is shut off, and I'm digging through my wardrobe an have many outfits laid out, "Mum, can you come up here and help me chose an outfit for that party tonight please," I need my Mum's advice, she's a fashion God I swear. That's what she wanted to do when she was younger I think- but then I came along, she'd never admit that this is the case of course. She is alway telling me that she doesn't regret having me. I can hear her footsteps running up the stairs, she's going to completely love doing this, she always wants to pick my outfits out for me, but me being me I always say no- never wanting to stand out from the crowd, but tonight is going to be different I'm going to be confident and I'm going to have fun. I hope.

"Emily, my darling baby girl, you do not understand how happy you have made me in allowing me to pick your outfit," she has the biggest smile on her face but it soon drops when she is eyeing up all my outfits with a look on her face that shows her blatant disapproval.

"Dear God Emily you may have got your good looks from me but I am not taking any of the blame when it comes to your fashion choices. I'm only saying this because I love you but these are." She gestures to the clothes, "Not working." She's shaking her head. I just groan and throw myself on the bed, I'm just not going to go, probably best anyway I'll just tell Jack that something came up. I'm not the party girl anyway- I would probably ruin his night.

"What time do you have to be ready?"  My mum finally looks away from the clothes and turns to me.

"Jack said to be ready at half 9 but I'm just going to tell him I'm not going to g..." my mum rudely cuts of my over thinking thoughts by throwing a pillow at my head.

"Don't even think about cancelling! Em, go have fun! Be a teenager. I'm going to quickly go to that new dress store and go find you something really nice to wear. I want you to stay here and get ready it's half 7 now so go have a shower and just chill. Ok?" She's looking at me with the eyes that make me not want to question her, I just shout a quick thank you as she's already halfway down the stairs.

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"Mum, are you sure I can pull this dress off?" I'm looking down at the plain black dress with a low back, spaghetti straps and a v neck- it comes to my mid thigh, I have never wore anything like this- and right now I am seriously doubting whether I can wear something like this without looking like a potato. Running my hands up and down the silk material and take another look in the mirror, turning to the side slightly so I can get a look at the back of the dress.

"You look gorgeous my little baby! Now I want you to go out and have the best night, this is the first party you have ever been too and I want you to have the best night you possibly can okay?"

"Okay Mum, I promise," I grab my black high top converse and follow my Mum down stairs, it's nearly half 9 and that means Jack will be here soon, not that he has far to go. Oh God what if I've made a mistake, I am not the party kind of girl- what if I annoy Jack so much that I will officially be left with no friends in this country. My overthinking brain and I are interrupted by my door bell sounding and making my heart rate pick up at an even faster rate, my Mum gets the door while I try to get myself up of the sofa and breathe normally- I'll be fine just chill Emily, just chill. Well that's not working.