AN: Is it just me or am I failing at this? :/ Suggestions are welcome!
"Kurt," Rachel gasped staring at her reflection in the full length mirror in Kurt's basement, "This is my dream dress!" she exclaimed doing a little twirl.
"I know," was the reply she received and she giggled a little, spinning and twirling in front of the mirror. It was the night of prom and even though she was nervous, she was excited too.
"I feel like a princess!"
"You're supposed to."
Ever since Rachel had been a little girl, her favorite movie had always been Beauty and the Beast. She admired Belle and the princess was sort of like an idol to her. Rachel used to dream that she was Belle and when she was eight years old she had begged her dads for a dress just like the one Belle wore when she danced with Prince Adam. She didn't know how Kurt had done it, but he managed to get her a dress that looked just like it. There were a few differences but it didn't matter to Rachel. It was her dream dress and she was finally getting a chance to wear it. Her hair was curled on the top of her head, her bangs hanging down into her face and she looked amazing.
"Come one," Kurt said grabbing her by the hand.
"Where are we going?"
"Upstairs. I still have to get ready and besides, you're going to have a royal entrance because I said so."
The brunette rolled her eyes at her best friend but followed him anyway.
"Stay here," Kurt instructed, pulling her out of sight from anyone downstairs.
"Kurt stop being a diva and hurry up," Finn called from the bottom of the stairs making everyone laugh.
"Shut up Finn! Perfection takes time!"
"But I bet you're already perfect!" This came from Blaine making Kurt blush a little.
"Don't come down 'till I say," he instructed before he skipped down the stairs.
"And I was right," Blaine gasped a little and Rachel giggled from the top of the stairs.
"Oh shush."
"Where's Rachel?" Quinn asked.
"I'm hiding," Rachel called back.
"Well stop hiding so I can see you!"
"Kurt can I come down now?"
"No!"
"Why?" she wined back.
"Oh fine. Get ready everyone," he instructed, "Because here comes this evenings princess."
That was her cue to walk out of the shadows and down the stairs. Everyone's eyes on her made her feel a bit uneasy, even more so when they began gasping.
"Beautiful," Quinn finally said, once her girlfriend reached the bottom.
"Thank you," the brunette replied with a small flush.
"Ready to go my queen?" the blond asked and practically pulled her out the door before she could answer.
