Erika stared at the white rose. She felt a petal between her fingertips, careful not to pull it from the flower.
She was still amazed by it. Earlier that day while she was walking through the hall she had been given the flower by Mikaela, a funny, warmhearted, girl a grade older than Erika. And although Erika wouldn't admit it to anyone, She had a huge crush on Mikaela. Ever since Erika met her.
They met at lunch on Erika's first day. Mikaela was friends with Erika's sister, Laurn, who was in her grade. Mikaela offered to show Erika around the large highschool.
Erika could still remember the feeling when she first met Mikaela. She remembered her heart speed up and her cheeks grow hot. A year later she still had butterflies around her.
Erika had read a sign in the school hallway a week earlier. It was the annual White Flower Formal. It was open to all grades within the school and happened every May.
It was called a 'White Flower Formal' because the dress code for the night was just that, white, formal, attire. For the dances the whole gym was decorated with white streamers, balloons, and of course, flowers.
Lots and lots of white flowers. Roses, Lillies, Daisies, Carnations, Tulips, and Dahlias. On the tables that held refreshments were large bouquets of all sorts of flowers. Most common though were Baby's Breath and Roses.
Erika could imagine it looked like a wedding. Although, Erika had never been to this dance she had heard all about it from her friends.
But the reason Erika didn't go wasn't due to not having a dress. She could find one quickly. No, she just didn't like dances. She couldn't dance and didn't have a date to go with so why bother. But it wasn't that she hated them. She would be glad to go if she were asked. Even if it were a friend only thing.
Erika knew that the dance was romantic for couples. Most kids asked people with a white rose. It wasn't required but if you really, really, like someone you ask them with a rose. It was like a tradition.
And she was one of the lucky people to actually get a rose. She almost started to squeal and giggle the second Mikaela had left, right there in the hall, but she had stopped herself. But the second she had gotten home, she collapsed on her bed and did just that.
She had a reason to be giddy. Mikaela Kohler asked her out to one of the most romantic dances the school had, besides prom. Erika wasn't usually hyper for anything. But this was a special occasion. She had a week to prepare for the dance. It would be next Friday, a week from today.
Erika already had her dress too. It had one shoulder strap that was frilled. The midsection of the white dress easily conformed to her slim figure. The skirt however was loose and had layers of loose frills going down to her shins. There was a waist band as well. It was a white belt with soft, silky, see-through fabric that partially covered one side of the skirt.
She also had a pair of pearly white heels and a headband that had the same silky material as the dress' waist band and was topped with a large, faux, Carnation.
Erika loved the dress she felt almost like a princess, almost.
Eventually, after a week of private planning, Friday night rolled around. After getting into her dress and shoes, Erika had spent about an hour sitting down as her older sister did her make-up. It was light, almost unnoticeable. The only thing noticeable was the pink, shimmery, lipstick and light, pale blush. After her make-up was done she spent an additional 30 minutes while Laurn curled Erika's short, silver, locks. Once they were finished and topped with the headband and she had her silver necklace on, Erika was ready to leave.
What really surprised her was when she was about to leave the house, she heard the door knock. She grabbed the door and opened it to find Mikaela standing there. In her hand she held a bouquet of white roses, similar to the one she gave Erika the week prior. Mikaela had a dress that was short, it only reached just below her knees. The skirt looked like large, white, pointed, petals stitched together.
There was a large slit on the right side of the dress that showed her leg up to mid-thigh. The midsection and the top of the skirt had black and orange-yellow speckles. Almost like a white tiger lilly.
Mikaela's short hair had 2 braids on either side of her head that came together in the back and another hanging down on the left side of her head. The right side had 4 long, tight, curls that fell to her shoulders. Erika figured extensions since Mikaela's hairstyle was a messy pixie cut. Right above the curls was a large faux lilly that had 5 white, curled, ribbons spilling out from underneath. The lilly matched the one on the waistband of the dress.
Erika was at a loss of words. Mikaela looked stunning and boy was Erika stunned. Mikaela broke the silence. "Erika, you look beautiful, just, I can barely describe how perfect." She kissed a blushing Erika on the cheek. Then Mikaela pulled out a white corsage and placed it on Erika's wrist.
Erika hugged the taller girl. "Thank you. Y-you look way prettier than me though." Mikaela smiled sheepishly and blushed. "Aw...No, no you look magnificent."
Erika giggled. Mikaela linked their arms and walked her to her car. It wasn't a limo. It was a plain, red, Volkswagen. Erika didn't mind though. She didn't really feel like showing up to a dance in some sort of royal carriage. She sat in the passenger's seat. Mikaela drove the car cautiously with one hand, she held Erika's hand in the other and was rubbing small circles on Erika's knuckle with her thumb.
Mikaela let go of Erika's hand briefly to turn the car into the school parking lot. Erika frowned a bit at the loss of her touch but rejoiced at the fact they were there.
"We're here~!" Mikaela stepped out of the car and walked around the front to grab Erika's door. Erika stepped out of the car and held Mikaela's hand as they walked into the crowded gymnasium.
As Erika stepped through the door her jaw nearly dropped in amazement. She'd never seen the room decorated so elegantly. She was pulled out of her amazement when Mikaela tugged her to the middle of the dance floor. Erika recognized the song currently playing from the few times she had heard it on the radio.
Mikaela danced with her light heartedly. After about an hour or so of light dancing a slower, romantic, song started to play.
Mikaela pulled Erika close. Their chests were almost touching. Erika blushed and Mikaela held Erika's hands, slowly staring to sway back and forth. During the song's climax Mikaela spun Erika and brought her into an embrace. Mikaela smiled warmly and blushed. Erika felt her heart beat harder.
"You know, you're really cute. I'm glad you came with me." Mikaela looked away when she said this. Her cheeks were a dark red. Erika blinked. "T-thanks... I like you too... I'm glad you asked me...This is the first time I've ever been to a dance with a date."
Erika hid her face at that last bit. Mikaela moved Erika's hands from her face. "Erika... I've never been asked to a dance either. I go with friends." Erika giggled.
The song ended. They spent the rest of the dance laughing and talking. It was nearly the end of the dance, Erika was lightly leaning on Mikaela's shoulder wrapped in her embrace. She was happy.
"I love you..." Mikaela looked down at Erika. She kissed Erika's lips softly and deeply. "I love you too Erika."
Erika blushed and kissed Mikaela in turn. She felt the girl's arms snake around her waist pulling them closer and deepening the kiss. Erika broke the kiss. "Mikaela...Can we go?"
Mikaela cocked her head briefly in confusion then grinned. "There's half an hour left. It's a little early but if you wanna go I'll go with you. Home?"
Erika blushed. "Sure but I was thinking your house... Or we don't have to leave but maybe enjoy the rest of the night in the back of your car..."
Mikaela's smirk grew wider, which was miraculously possible. She was blushing a deep shade of red. "Okay, Only if i can get a look of that dress when it's not on your body~."
Erika held Mikaela's hand and leaned against her arm as they walked out the door inaudibly whispering exactly what they meant by 'enjoying the rest of the night in the back of Mikaela's car.'
You probably have an idea of the next chapter... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)