Ch. 6

I checked myself out in the mirror one last time before heading downstairs. The reflection didn't look like my own, but one belonging to a princess. My dark hair lies perfectly behind a sparkled headband and Cassidy truly picked out the most stunning dress for me; royal blue and showing off my curves.

"Woah…" Jackson murmured as I came through the doorway. "You're… woah."

Taking my hand he led me to his car and we drove off towards the dance. Somewhere along the way, Jackson must of taken a wrong turn and we ended up lost in the middle of nowhere.

I sat beside him quietly, watching the clock as the minutes dwindled down to just a few left before the dance was scheduled to be over. Slowly the car pulled to a stop and I felt Jackson staring at me. Tears stung my eyes and I chewed on the inside of my cheek, trying to keep them from falling. Tonight was supposed to be the perfect night, with dancing, music, laughter, pictures, and everyone clapping when they announced me as Homecoming Queen.

"Farrah," Jackson says softly pulling over. "Can I have this dance?"

I look up stunned and he turns up the radio, switching the station to a slow country song. He gets out of the truck and comes to my side, opening the door and offering his hand. Hesitantly, I take it.

As I do, a bolt of lightning illuminates the sky and it begins pouring rain. We're drenched, our hair is a mess, and my dress is ruined, but I don't care anymore. Together, in the middle of the road, wind, and storm we sway, laugh, and kiss. We dance in the rain.