Ties (Book 1)

28. Nothing but Vomit

If there was someone utterly unlucky in the world, it was me. All of Friday I had been in perfect health and spirits. On Saturday morning-on prom day-I woke up with a stomach ache. I found some pain relievers and waited for their effect, but I got none of that. The breakfast I had stupidly ate came back a few minutes after I had ingested it.

I don't think I had ever expressed myself with so many curse words. In the confines of my bedroom I yelled at the universe and asked over and over again, why me? But it was not like I was worthy enough to receive an answer. Let us be honest, if someone answered me, I would know that I was officially psychotic. So that was my senior year memory, nothing but vomit.

I did not care how sick I was, if I had to crawl to prom, I would. Nothing would stop me from experiencing the second most anticipated night by every senior since the first day they had walked inside high school as a freshman; the ultimate wanted day was graduation. I had spent enough time searching for my perfect dress, shoes and accessories that went with it; I would look glamorous for my senior prom, even if it killed me.

The hair stylist that was meant to do my hair was late and did not arrive until two forty in the bleeping afternoon! The lady was supposed to be at my house at noon with a makeup artist. Levi was knocking on my front door at four, and I was still in my room getting fixed up. When my mom came inside my bedroom informing me of Levi's arrival, I nearly threw up on the two ladies who were working on me.

"Go keep him company, Mom!"

"Calm down, mon coeur. You'll make it in time."

"Mother, it starts at five!"

With nothing else to say, she left and went downstairs to entertain Levi. Fudge, fudge, fudge, bleeping fudge! All I wanted was to wack the ladies in the head with their makeup bags and blow driers. I was about to pull my eyes out from frustration, when they said they had finished.

"Finally!" I went to my mirror and stared at my reflection with my jaw hitting the floor. "I look... Wow." Not that I was conceited or anything, but I liked what the unpunctual ladies had done with me.

I started changing into my mint dress that was tight on the bust and had silver fabric and crystals forming a belt around my waist. From the waist down, the dress flowed in thick sheer and satin underneath. My silver pumps laid hidden under the dress, customized to my height. My hair was curled and braided into a low bun with thin curls framing my face, small crystal pins were scattered on the two braids on each side of my head. My cheeks were rosy and the gloss on my lips was clear. My eyes though... They were surrounded by black and silver shadows; my eyes had never looked greener and alive. I felt... Beautiful. That's a first.

I gathered my little clutch that only held my phone, lip gloss, pain killers (that were not very effective), and my school ID. I walked down the stairs and followed the voices coming from the living room. I hovered by the wide frame that divided the living room and the hall. By some reason, Levi looked up and locked eyes with me; I had been quiet, so the only explanation is that he felt my presence. He was dressed in an all black suit with a black shirt, and the only color was his mint tie and his flushed cheeks. He was so hot that I almost wanted to attack him and makeout until tomorrow.

Levi rose from the sofa and came to where I was standing. "You're gorgeous."

"Thank you. You look pretty too," I chuckled.

"Hey! You jerk, I'm not a girl." He pouted, which only made me want to kiss him more. But I restrained myself, since I remembered that I had a stomach virus or whatever it was that was wrong with my stomach.

"Let's go to the backyard and take pictures of you two," Mom said with excitement.

"Mom, we're already running late," I whined.