Chapter One (View of Jade)
"Beautiful," I say, looking up at the dress my best friend Ethan was holding up to his bag of bones body. His face broke into a smile. "Really?" he asked, looking down at it.
I smiled up at him. "Go try it on, you big goof!"
Let me explain something. Well, explain Ethan. He's Gay. Always has been, always will be, and prom will be in a few days. Lucky Bastard got asked by the kindest guy in school, William Shaw. Color me jealous! I'm not even going to prom. I haven't been asked by anyone, and I am NOT asking anyone myself. Desperate much?
Ethan pops his head out of the fake velvet curtain eagerly. "You Ready?" he asks excitedly. "Ready as I'll ever be," I sigh, leaning back in the hella' uncomfortable chair I had chosen to sit in, for what reasons I did not know. Ethan comes out, his chicken legs poking out of the loosely hanging red sparkle dress. His face fell when he saw my expression.
"Maybe….not that one." I say gently, standing. "Hold on a second." I run into the petites dress aisle. He needed something long, to cover up his corndog stick legs. I finally found the perfect dress wedged between a slutty two piece dress and a flapper's worst nightmare. A baby blue strapless dress with shear flowing lace that would trail behind him, and cover his little chicken legs. The best part? The huge black bow on the waist that was covered in multicolored sequins. When I brought it to him, his face was a massive smile. He inhaled sharply. "It's Perfect!" he exclaimed, rushing to try it on.
When he came out from trying it on, I said, "Now all we need is fake boobs and Nair." I smiled evilly.