#Chapter39

The girl staring right back at me had me feeling a tiny little bit of jealousy. She looks flawless, beautiful, bold, if not stunning; yet she returns my smile with one of her own. My eyes roam every inch of her skin tight gown which flair at the bottom on the floor.

How I wish I was always looking like this girl in the past.

But, oh well. I smile feeling confident, bold and alluring. My hand flattened out invincible wrinkles feeling nervous for prom night . I hope I don't look too over the top; well it's my once in a lifetime prom so I guess I'm allowed...