Juliet took the butterfly dress in her hands and shook her head with disgust. Did Lady Capulet really expect her to wear this to the ball? The yards of blue and purple silk felt cool and refreshing to Juliet's fingers. She ran her hands over the dress once more before tossing it on the bed. "Miss, Lady Capulet wants you to get ready for the ball. Shall I dress you?" The maid entered Juliet's room. "I can do it myself, thank you". Juliet's tone was clipped. She was in no mood to go to a big dance now, for two reasons. One: Paris would be there. Oh joy. Two: she was tired. She had stayed up all night thinking of ways to get out of her room, and out of the house. "Miss, you really need to get ready for the ball!" the maid, obviously afraid of her mothers' anger, edged toward where the dress was sitting of the bed.
"Thank you" Juliet dismissed the maid with a wave of her hand. Stupid ball. As Juliet stepped out of her day dress in into the elaborate butterfly gown, she thought of other ways to escape her home. There was her window… but below that was the servant's quarters. Could she risk it? Juliet finished the last button on the gown, and walked over to her mirror. The bodice was simple, and under it Juliet wore a corset that emphasized her tiny waist. She rolled her eyes. If there was one article of clothing that she would ban from this world, it would be corsets. They were always too tight.
Juliet pinched her cheeks, making the flawless milk white skin in that area flood with color. She would go with no rouge tonight. As un-girlish as possible. From the waist down, the dress spanned out in swirls of blue, green, and purple. The sleeves were tight, and the gown medium-cut along the neckline. She took a ribbon and swept her wavy chestnut brown hair into an interesting concoction, not popular, half down half up. Juliet smiled to herself. Without the popular hairstyle of down curls, her mother would go ballistic.
She picked up a blue-green mask that spanned out like a butterfly along the upper half of her face. The mask made her green eyes stand out, and made her full lips seem a pinkish-peach color. "Are you ready dear?" Lady Capulet fluttered into the room, looking every bit like the swan she dressed as, her long neck sticking out. "What on earth is with your hair? Never mind, we do not have time. Let's go." Juliet made a gagging motion with her mouth and hand when her mother turned around. The maid saw it, and returned it with a wink. As they walked down the stairs, Juliet's gown swished across the floor. She could only hope this ball would be worth while.
