A/n-I don't own a Great and Terrible Beauty, the lovely Mrs. Libba Bray does. I do own the plotline, but not the characters. This prologue is not the original one I posted...it's better , but still short (don't wanna give too much away). Also, so you won't get confused, this is a year after the girls graduated, so I guess you shouldn't consider this a sequel to Rebel Angels. ENJOY!
Prologue
"Felicity, don't pull so hard," I said, as Felicity pulled the laces on my corset.
"Sorry, Gemma, but we can't let Simon see how flabby you have gotten."
"It's not that bad," I muttered.
Felicity, Ann, and I had just returned from a trip to Chatham, where we visited a friend of my grandma's. We did not have to convince my grandmother anymore to let Ann join Felicity's and my trips, for Ann gained my grandmother's trust back, after we lied to her and everyone else about Ann being related to the duke a couple of years earlier. Anyways, over our trip, I overindulged myself in sweets and have yet to take off the extra weight.
She gave one finally pull, a forceful pull that caused me to gasp.
"There." She stepped back and I turned.
Felicity was already dressed in her purple dress, with a velvet bodice. With her hair swept up, her pale neck was fully exposed, which made her look all the more perfect.
I walked over to my bed, where my dress was sprawled out over it. I stepped into it, pulling up the multi-layer skirt. I pulled my arms through the short, puffed up sleeves. Felicity buttoned me up.
Once I was fully dressed in my white dress, I turned, only to face my reflection in my vanity mirror. I sighed and started to mentally prepare myself for the evening, for Felicity, Ann and I were to attend a coming home ball at Simon Middleton's.
