Dress Up

I woke up early in the morning, not bothering to rush to get around. I had plenty of time before school started, which was rather unusual.

Instead, I pondered my dream. A glass lizard? Seriously? I looked at my nightstand. The wrappers were still there. I sighed. When would I learn not to eat just before bed?

I laid my head back on my pillow, thinking of a few extra minutes of sleep. I could not get comfy; something scratchy was preventing any hopes of that. I sat up again and examined my pillow.

How did sand get there? Weird. Must have been from visiting the beach yesterday. I thought I washed all the sand out, but I guess I was wrong.

Not wanting to bother with the mess right away, I got out of bed and went to my closet. I picked a random pair of holy skinny jeans and a Holister T-shirt. But, realizing the date, decided better of it. Why not dress up for Halloween. Actually, with the costume I had picked out, there wasn't much dressing up to do.

I already had the dark, tanned skin, dark hair, dark eyes. I was pretty much a Persian princess already.

I showered quickly and slipped on the beautiful dress. It was an ivory corset-like top that parted just above my belly and began to open up, revealing a triangular portion of my stomach, and an ivory skirt that was tight but roomy at the same time. It was silk, with an ivory robe that went over draped over my shoulders. It had a hood that I would put up, after I finished my hair and make up.

In my thick black hair, I wove golden and silver threads through it. I then did my make up, which was golden eye shadow and black eye liner. I looked awesome when I finished. I had to keep my hood down during school hours, which really ticked me off. But it was worth it.

At lunch, there was a costume competition. Six judges chose six students that were dressed up (one for each judge) and brought us up to the stage. One judge stood behind each of the students and the rest of the kids screamed or yelled for their favorite costume. The student with the loudest cheers was "crowned" winner.

I totally won the competition. Not that it really mattered to me, but it was fun all the same. The rest of the day passed in a blur, and when the last bell rang, we all scrambled out of the classrooms as fast as possible.

A) It was a Friday. B) It was Halloween. The best time of the school year.

"Almira!" I heard my name called and craned my neck above the sea of kids.

Adelle was at the end of the hall, waving and shouting at me. I smiled at her, relieved that she'd waited for me. I pushed my way through the wall of kids and made my way over to her.

"Hey, Mira, your costume is killer. It suits you perfectly." Adelle hugged me.

"Your costume is... different," I said. It was the best I could come up with when she was dressed in a baby blue tutu with a lavender corset and black fairy wings. She was even wearing ballet slippers, with the ribbons and everything.

"I'm a fairy queen," she laughed. I smiled and grabbed her wrist.

"Come on, let's get out of here. I don't want anyone stepping on my dress--it took my mom forever to make this," I said, pulling her towards the doors.

We hung out at Adelle's house until seven o' clock, when Trick-or-Treating officially started. Honestly, we weren't really thrilled to go door to door for candy, but Adelle's little siblings were dying to go, and they couldn't unless we were with them.

The End

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