A/N: This is my first ever Fanfic- hope you all enjoy it! Hint: things may not go as planned in later chapters!
Peach scowled at her reflection in the mirror.
Orange really isn't my color. She thought to herself, putting her hands on her hips, and blowing a piece of hair out of her face.
"Stop huffing!" whined Daisy, flopping down onto Peach's bright pink bed. Daisy had been watching Peach try on dress after dress to no avail for more than an hour. She was itching to just run outside into the hall and then outdoors, just to be away from Peach's frantic searching for a perfect dress.
"You're not the one going to prom without anything to wear!" cried Peach, throwing Daisy a threatening glare. Then her expression softened, seeing how excruciatingly bored Daisy was. Peach sighed.
"Fine, you can go, Daisy. Only, you owe me now, got it?" said Peach.
"Oh, thank god!" shrieked Daisy, scrambling out of the room. Peach could hear her stumbling down the hallway, and smiled to herself as she heard Toad yelling.
Daisy should know by now that Toad won't accept the fact that a princess can run in a civilized manner if she wants to! He wants them to walk with small footsteps.
Peach sighed again, and, dropping the lime green strapless dress she had been holding, walked over to her closet, and began rummaging through the hangers, searching for something pink. All the other colors just didn't… fit. In any other color, Peach didn't look like Peach. And not in a good way- different looking in a bad way.
Suddenly, she found what she was looking for. A small spaghetti strap dress that went to just above her knees, a low neckline, with a flowing skirt beginning at her natural waistline.
Perfect. A bit flashy, a bit naïve, and very simple It's absolutely perfect! Peach glanced at the clock.
Good timing, too- it's an hour before Mario picks me up. I hope he's not driving a bullet bike!
Peach giggled in anticipation. Her first prom! She was amazed that Mario- the slender junior- THE most popular boy at school- had chosen her! Sure, she was the princess and everything, but that didn't mean she would be popular. She knew many princes and princesses who were loathed, such as Princess Cathie. She was very much disliked, not because she was the princess of Cantara, but because she was just snobby in general. Being a princess didn't matter much at Kingdoms United School for the Rich, because many were much more wealthy than the royalty, although being royal did gain you some respect.
No, being a princess hadn't inclined Mario toward her, though it didn't hurt. In fact, he had said that she was just so pretty, in a subtle sort of way, and he had wanted to snatch her up before anyone else did. Now that was a good pick up line- it had sure made Peach blush, for it implied that other boys liked her as well, and perhaps so much that they had spoken about their lust to other people.
Adding the fact that she was just a 14-year-old freshman… well then, you can see why the whole situation had surprised Peach. But she still couldn't wait, for she saw no reason that the situation would be unlikely, just surprising.
Peach went to the bathroom and put on the dress. It was shorter than she had expected- reaching to only about her mid thigh- but it was still extremely flattering on her. She dabbed makeup here and there, and put on silver earrings that looked like tinsel hanging from her ears. They matched the silver trim on the dress perfectly. Peach put on silver stiletto heels and put her hair into a complicated ponytail, and added some silver eye shadow for effect. Altogether, she looked attractive to the teeth.
Oh! I should probably freshen my breath- just in case. Though Peach, grabbing a peppermint from her bedside table and popping it into her mouth.
Suddenly, she heard a horn honking down in the castle drive through. Daisy slammed open the door, saying,
"C'mon Peach! Mario and Luigi are waiting for us!"
As they ran down the stairs, Peach got a good look at what Daisy was wearing;
An orange long sleeved dress that went down to her knees, 2 inch black heels, amethyst studs in her ears, and a long purple bow around her waist. Altogether, she pulled off the look quite well.
Once outside, Peach saw that in the red sports car Mario was driving, both the boys were wearing dashing tuxes with adorable little top hats. Mario and Luigi were most certainly a pair- almost exactly the same, really. Both were lean and healthy, and both were dark haired and blue eyed. The only difference was in their skin color. Mario was a shade tanner than Luigi. Another difference was that Luigi's nose was long and sharp, while Mario's was rather large and strong. Other than that, they were identical. And Peach supposed that Mario was an inch or two shorter, but at this point, you couldn't really tell.
"Ready to go?" asked Mario in his slight Italian accent, winking at Peach while opening the door for her.
"Of course I am! Let's go!" said Peach, giggling in excitement.
Mario beamed. As soon as Daisy was situated in the back with Luigi, they drove off to what was obviously going to be the time of Peach's life. Hopefully.