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Chapter 2 The Dance Preparations

The dance was going to be in two more days. It has been the gossip of the whole school. I was trying to avoid it as much as possible. I thought that when I got home I would finally be safe o how wrong was I.

My mom came out of nowhere and opened my door with a serious face one that she usually shows when she wants me to do something for her. My mom is Yuka Sakura. She is a single mom my father, Izumi Yukihara died when I was just a baby. When I ask she would always put a sad face and she never really likes to talk about it. My mom paints for a living. She would paint mostly of nature.

"What do you think you're doing young lady? Don't you have to be busy picking up a dress? I hear that the prom is around the corner" my mom said.

"Ah mom it's just a place where kids would just dance and I don't want to go to. I know it's going to be boring" I said not wanting to know where this was going.

"And how do you know about that young lady. Since you started attending that school not once have you gone to one of their dances so just go this one please, for your own mother's sake? What about you best friend Hotaru isn't she also going" she asks.

Hotaru is my best friend since I became freshmen. She just happened to move here from a place she doesn't like to talk about. I would always wonder and get curious of where it is but always drop it. She would always have a serious face and a glare that would tell people to back off. So the majority of freshmen year she was by herself. I first started to talk to her when we had to be partners in a project that I saw a different side of her and became her best friend.

"She is and you know that because she is going to take pictures to blackmail them and nothing else" I replied.

"Well that doesn't matter you can just hang around her. You'll see that it's going to be an unforgettable day of your life" she said.

"Oh oh right, but just to let you know I won't let you have your own satisfaction with the dress and hair. It would be the dress I want and the hair I want ok" I said not happy with the result.

"Fine, but I do get a satisfaction taking a picture of you in a dress" she said smiling while she left my room.

The next day after school I promised my mom that I would go shopping for a dress.

"Hello there, my name is Sango. How can I help you?" said the young worker.

""Yes, do you know where you have your dresses that are for prom" I said

"It's this way just follow me please" explained Sango while heading to the dresses.

I looked at the aisle and my stomach started to twist.

"Here are all the dresses we have miss. You can come to me if you have any questions" she asked before she left.

I went to the aisle and started to look at all the dresses.

Just great there are a lot of dresses it's going to be more difficult than I thought. Maybe I should ask Sango about a good dress to wear. Knowing myself I'll have no luck with it.

"Excuse me" I said.

"Yes miss" Sango she.

"Would you help me pick out a dress I really don't know much of it" I replied.

"Sure please come with me miss"

Damn it when is this going to end it feels like a life time and it only has been an hour. Man each time I try one it's either too short, has too many details, and other things as well. I'm never going get a dress and get out of this place.

Without her noticing a young man came up to Sango.

"Excuse me miss how about this dress for the young lady over here" he said.

"Why thank you it's not often when a young handsome man as you would ever do this" said Sango.

Sango came to her with a dress in her hands.

"Would you like to try this one miss?"

"Alright thanks."

I am wearing a long red straps dress (don't know how so describe her dress but here is a pic of it that its pink but picture it as a red one .com/electrifying-pink-chiffon-dress-features-spaghetti-straps-and-empire-waist-P1127/ )

The dress doesn't seem that bad maybe I'll just take this one.

In the other side of the window the same young man with crimson eyes was staring at her with a smirk on his face.