Vanilla Twilight

9

⚠: word vomit, again. i want the feelings to be raw so i wont edit it. forgive the mistakes, sumimasen!

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Psyche blinked twice, not certain if I was being serious.

'Go to the prom? With you and those guys?' She repeated so I rolled my eyes, I just said it and she'd ask me again.

'Well if you don't want to, that's okay with me. Just,' I sighed. 'just forget I asked.'

'Are you kidding? At first it was absurd going with guys we don't fucking know but I'm going to be with you, so heck yeah!' She exclaimed.

I put Norman down because he was purring like crazy.

'It's my first prom though, so it's kind of a big deal to me.'

I never would have thought Psyche would be thinking about these things, concerned about it just like a normal teenage girl. Didn't know what I expected, really, because she is a girl. But the "normal", maybe not very much.

'It isn't mine but I swear, I want this prom to be both our best one.' I promised her.

She gave a smile which quickly turned sour. 'It's cold, let's get inside!'

I laughed out loud as I watched her run up to the car, and did the same.

We dried ourselves with our towels and put our clothes back on, not minding the soaked underwear. We were going to go home tonight anyway so a few hours more of weirdness doesn't really matter. And it wasn't like we have a choice.

We drove to a nearby thrift store by asking around people we pass by. It was heartwarming that almost all of them were glad to help us find the way and this lady even taught us tips on how to get clothes for even less. There was just a couple who, um huh how do I put it nicely? Well, they're just not very nice.

The tones of blue and purple from the store slapped me in the face. It was a perfect little picturesque shop that I couldn't help filming and taking a polaroid picture of.

Psyche got down before I did, I was a bit flushed when she opened the door for me. I bit my lip trying to hide a wide smile and ended up biting it to hard that it bled.

Psyche noticed it and glared at me. She touched my lower lip with her thumb and wiped the blood off. The whole time I was just staring at her.

After our own bubble got popped, we headed to the store and were gushed my the amount of clothes and stuff in there.

I didn't know what to wear for prom at all since Mom bought me all the things for me so I just based that to what I'll look for here today.

'Last year I wore a silver deep cut v neck long gown that sparkled in every corner of it. It was beautiful.' I told Psyche.

'I'm sure you were the most.' She replied.

'Nah, that's an overstatement.'

Psyche scrunched her face, not believing what I just said. That made me happy.

We were surprised to find a gown section here in the thrift store and were even impressed with the selection they've got.

We both picked up dresses for ourselves, but I felt like it isn't good enough. I tried a few in the fitting room, examined each in front of the mirror thoroughly, and was disappointed on little details of it, like the cuts and the fit.

'I really like this one but it doesn't suit me at all, pinks aren't my thing, really. Looking at you try these different gowns, I feel like it'll look better on you.' Psyche smiled and handed me an off shoulder tulle gown with a puffy skirt, it's in the color old rose and was delicately scattered with peach and pastel pink flowers, and a pop of mint green and teal leaves.