Heres chapter three. I told you I was updating this week. It hasn't even been a day. :) R&R
I walk into my house, and all hell broke lose. "BELLA!" My mom yelled.
"Yes mother?" I ask. She hands me balloons.
"The elf's are not working fast enough. Please be a deer and go blow these up." I nod and go to my room. I make the helium tank float up behind me. I get up there and Tom is there. "Balloon duty." I say. He laughs.
"You blow them up, I will tie them." He says. We get to work. Buy the time we are done, we have so many white balloons it almost makes me sick. "This color shows off your pure Bella, though it makes me sick." Says Tom. I smile. "Let's go get your dress." He says before we apparition. We end up right in front of the tailor shop. We walk in. "Are you done?" He asks. She nods and brings out a long flowing white dress. She has be put it on and I look at Tom. "You look so pure in white." He smiles.
"Now when you are ready, just spin in it will change into a lovely black and red dress. It's a one time use though so only use it tonight." She says. I nod and go back into the the changing room and change. We go back home and I get straight to doing my make up. I put black eye liner on my eyes and red lip stick. I put on shinny black eye shadow and curl my hair. I hear people start to get here and music, light and soft, playing. When I'm ready, I walk out and hear Tom gasp. I look at him. He looks good in a suit.
"How do I look?" I ask.
He smiles. "You make white not look awful. It's very beautiful on you. You are very beautiful." He says. I smile. "Shall we?" I ask. He takes my arm and we walk out. We walk to the top of the stair case and everyone looks at us. They gasp when they see me, and then gasp again when they see who I'm with. I smile and we walk down the stairs. My father is at the end of the stairs waiting for me. When he reaches me, I grab his arm. Tom lets me go. I smile, and we dance. The first dance is always the father daughter dance. We twirl around, slowly dancing. Once it ends, Tom comes over and steals me from my father. I smile as we dance. We twirl around the ball room, never making a circle where we began. I feel like a feather as he lifts me and spins me. "Bella, your dress." He says and I look down. He smiles. He takes me a spins me fast. Everyone is watching. My dress changes and becomes something I never would have expected. It's red on top, black on bottom. It's strapless and short. I look like a whore. I love it. I look at Tom. He looks at me with a hunger I never saw before. He brings me to him and whispers, "you look sexy." I feel his hand on my back move a little towards my butt. People around us don't see it, it only moving a little. The songs ends and my mother storms over.
"Bella, what is this?" She asks pointing at my dress.
Tom speaks up, "I did it."
He then takes me and leads me away from my mother. I dance with other guys, never letting them get to close. Some try to touch my ass, but I always get out of it. Once the party is over I was with Tom back to our room.
"Tom, can I have one last dance before bed?" I ask.
He nods. Music starts to play and we dance around our room.
"Now that no one is around." He says and then kisses my cheek. He puts his hand on my ass and picks me up. He wraps my legs around him as we dance. "Bella." He says then moves to my neck.
I gasp "Tom." He smiles into my neck as he kisses it. I hold onto him. The music ends.
"Bella, it's time for bed." He says.
He brings me into the bathroom connected to my room.
"Wash up." He says.
He puts me down, to my dislike. I wash my face in the sink. My makeup runs off and leaves little streak marks. Tom gives a little laugh when he sees it. My face gets red. I quickly get rid of the makeup streaks and turn back to him. I reach up like a small infant does when they want to be carried. He picks me up and starts to kiss my neck some more. He brings me to my bed and knees on it. He slowly slides me onto my back on my bed, him over me. His hands are on my hips, pushing me down. I hold onto him.
"Bella, your eleven. Not now." He says.
I let go and he sits up between my legs. He runs his hands up and down my legs.
"Your so beautiful." He says. He stands and takes off his tie and shoes. We lost my shoes when he was carrying me. He undoes his shirt and lays in his bed.
"Night Bella." He says.