Chapter One

"You going to the dance?" Hazel asked me.

"Yup." I replied, intent on finishing the book I was reading.

"Rey. Look at me. Do you have a date?" She gave me a small nudge to the left so I wouldn't hit the wall as we walked down the hallway.

"No and I never will." I said, meeting her eyes for a split second before going back to reading.

"Oh my gosh. Reyna!" She grabbed the book from me and shook me.

"What? Please tell me you saved my page."

"I did. On the other hand, the dance is today! You need a date."

I grabbed my book back.

"Two things: One there's nothing I can do, and two, if it's required, then I won't go." I looked up to see her roll her eyes, but instead, they widened and she shook me to look up.

"What now?" I looked up.

Strolling down toward us was Leo Valdez, master of being a goofball.

"Hey Reyna." This better not be happening.

"Hi." I blew some hair in my face so I was half disguised.

"So...I was wondering if you would do me the honor of going to the homecoming dance with me."
The honor? What time was it?

"I'd-"

"She'd love to!" Hazel but in, "Let's meet at Frank's house."

Leo smiled then walked away.

I slammed my book shut.

"What the freaking heck was that? Why did you say that?"

"Oh cool it Rey. You need a date. He's the man." I slapped my face.

"Easy for you to say. You and Frank have been dating for like, I don't know, ever since you laid eyes on eachother?"

Hazel smiled at the thought, then looked me in the eye.

"My house. 8:00. Be there."

I seriously cannot believe I'm going with Leo Valdez. The boy who dated the most popular girl in school, Callie, or Calypso. I'm like, the exact opposite. Jeez. I checked my phone. 8:03. Poop. I grabbed my bag with my dress and makeup in it then hopped up, hoping all would turn out well.

"You walked here? Goodness gracious. It's 8:23. Come on in."

"So. What did you bring?" I grabbed my bag before she could shuffle through it.

"Makeup, and...this." I pulled out my dress. It was a pretty simple one. It was all a light purple. It had lace at the top, that went down to my wrists. The rest of the dress had a similar lace design over a solid layer of purple and fell to my feet in subtle ruffles and swished when I walked. With every ruffle, it extended a little bit

"Pretty! Here's mine-"

She pulled out a cerulean blue dress that fell straight down and had three ruffles at the bottom. The part at her chest was studded with silver gems and it draped over her shoulders to her elbow.

"Beautiful! I love it. Let's change."

We changed in less than five minutes, then immediately switched over to makeup.

I pulled out my mascara but Hazel grabbed my hand before I could open it.

"No honey, your eyelashes are long enough." I smiled then pulled out my blush, gently tapping my cheeks.

"When are the boys coming?"

"40 minutes."

"Ok."

"Ow! Hazel that hurts." I winced as she pulled at my hair.

"Almost done. French braids take a while. And this is to the side. And your hair is extremely long. Cut me some slack."

I looked at my reflection. A couple loose strands fell out in the front, like they always did.

"Finished! Check it out."

Hazel pulled my hair in the front and laid it down my right shoulder. It reached my belly. I also noticed the small white flowers she stuck in every now and then.

"Hazel...It's beautiful. Thank you." I hugged her.

"No problem. My turn now!" She giggled as we switched places so I could do her hair.

"So..What do you want?"

"Surprise me."