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"So what are you going to wear?" my mother stressed. "Get all your dresses out right now!" she frantically flung open my cupboard door, leaving me wondering if I even had privacy anymore.

"Or you could do it for me," I muttered once she started throwing dresses at me. I wasn't really that keen anymore, not since Calum practically dissed me at the hospital or whatever you wanted to call it.

I bloody hope he had a good reason.

"Oh my god Crystal! Remember this dress?" she held up a pretty aqua blue dress that I knew would go beautifully with my pale complexion. It had sparkles of glitter that resembled a moon and I instantly fell in love with it. It was just a bonus that it flowed out at the end, I always liked dresses like that.

"Okay, give it to me!" I snatched it off her and held it close. "This is my dress," I declared. "What next?"

My mother looked thoughtful. "It's four thirty, we have time," it sounded like she was the one going on the date but hey, whatever. She was better at these things than I was. "Shoes!"

My eyes widened in shock as my mum vanished from my room and came back with a pair of black high heels. "I always thought black and blue go really well together," she nodded enthusiastically.

"Um, I can't walk in-"

"You have to learn sometime, and at least Calum will be there to catch you when you fall," she winked cheekily at me and I laughed, shaking my head, giving the heels another glance.

They were extremely tall looking, and they had straps covering my feet which I was happy about. I was always kind of self conscious about my feet for some reason.

"Shoes," I decided, pushing them on the bed. This was kind of easier than I thought. "Now?"

"Jewellery?" mum suggested.

I stuck my tongue out. I hadn't even got my ears pierced yet that's how much I despised jewellery. My mother rolled her eyes, cheekily looking at me.

"Maybe one day when you're sleeping-"

"You'll get my ears pierced," I cut her off, winking. "I've heard that threat before,"

My mother chuckled and she studied me for a moment. "Go take a shower! Going on a date smelling like a hospital won't win you any brownie points,"

I couldn't help but let out a muffled giggle. Brownie points? Who even said that anymore... I grabbed the dress, the shoes, and the undergarments that I'd need for this date and marched into the bathroom, shutting the door.

This is the part where usually you'd start singing something but this was me. I didn't sing or know music. I really needed an education on that. I'd ask Calum later.

I had a shower, that lasted about fifteen minutes because I was nervous and I didn't want to smell like a hospital. I washed my hair and ran my hands through my wet curls. And this is the part in life where I wish I had straight hair I grumbled in my head as I stepped out of the shower, grabbing a white towel and wrapping it around myself as I gazed into the mirror.

"You've got this, Crystal. He'll love you,"

I flinched, looking around for the voice. It was a female's voice, but there was no one. It wasn't the same voice as the one I had in my dreams, it was different. It was unfamiliar, but familiar. Like everything else in my life.

"Are you sure?" I managed to reply, treating it as if I was talking to a person. I'd see if I could get an answer.

"Of course! Calum's hot, your hot, what can go wrong?"

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