Chapter 17Mature

It was June 15. The day of the prom. I straightened my hair, put eyeliner on, put my dress on, and of course Mickey's locket. I hated to wear earings, so I didn't. I strapped on my sandals and helped Heather get ready. Mickey and Jordan waited downstairs.

"Heather," I said, "you look great."

"Me? Look at you."

She spun me around. It had been a long time since I actually looked in the mirror. I did look beautiful. My long auburn hair went under my chest. My dress complimented my body. My face was clear and lightly tanned. All I put on my lips was chapstick. I didn't overdo my make-up, and my heels added made me look taller. Mickey's locket shined. I smiled.

"Thanks," I said blushing.

"You ready?" she asked.


Summer came in.

"You ladies look beautiful."

"Thanks, Summer."

I hugged her. She was like a sister to me now.

Heather and I walked downstairs together.

We saw Mickey and Jordan's faces and laughed. Jordan linked his arm through Heather's and Mickey through mine. My mom hugged Mickey and me. My dad hugged me, and patted Mickey on the back. We all went in the same car, but this time Heather and Jordan sat up front, Jordan driving like a mad man, and Mickey and I sat in the back.

"You look beautiful," he whispered in my ear. I blushed.

"Thanks. You look hot."

He laughed and smiled a gorgeous smile, showing a bit of his brilliant white teeth.

We walked into the hotel where people were dancing and making-out. Then a romantic song played and Mickey asked me to dance. Our bodies were pressed close together.

"This is nice," I said, trying to make a conversation.


"Hey, Mickey," I said.


"If you know, or if you don't know, I just need to say something."


"I think I'm in love with you."

"I've been waiting for you to say that. I think I'm in love with you, too."

I smiled.

"I'm glad you didn't wear lipstick."


"So I can do this without worrying about the lipstick."

He moved closer, but then his phone rang.

"I'm not gonna get that."

He kissed me, right there on the dance floor. We then let go. He smiled.

"Yup," I said, "no lipstick."

He spun me around. Amber didn't come to the prom, and neither did Adam. The two of them were embarassed. And for once, I knew, that something... something in the world was actually right.

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