PPGZ: Boomer and Miyako Chapter 7, Part 2

Miyako's POV

After hanging up her phone, Miyako looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing the most beautiful yet poufy white dress that she had ever seen, a mini tiara, and silver high heels. Thinking about her party tomorrow she began to blush. Pretending that Boomer was with her she held out her hand.

"Why yes, Boomer. I would love to dance!" she giggled to herself.

Curtsying she put a hand on his imaginary shoulder and held onto his imaginary hand. Dancing around her room she thought of the song that would play as they would be the only two on the floor dancing.

'My prince...' she thought, coming out of her fantasy.

Hearing a noise of the other side of her closed bedroom door, she rushed to take her dress off. Hanging it up, she tossed on her pajamas and settled into bed. She was half way to sleep when she remembered she still had her tiara on. Taking it off and putting it on her bedside table, she settled back in and fell asleep, thinking of exactly what would happen at tomorrow's party.

Jerking awake, Miyako looked at her alarm clock.

"1:15! Oh no! I overslept!" she yelled getting out of bed. She ran into her bathroom and got all her hair supplies. Rushing back out to the hallway, she stopped at the stairs.

"Mom! Mom please! I need your help getting ready!" she pleaded to the entire house.

"I'm on my way honey. Calm down!" her mom called from the kitchen.

Miyako was already back in her bathroom. Her bathroom counter top was a mess. It was covered in makeup and hair styling products. She had to prioritize.

'Okay, first plug in the curling iron and curlers. Then I'll brush my hair. When mom comes up, she'll help me put my hair in the curlers and then help with my makeup. I'll have a smoothie while I wait for the curlers to get done, and then get my dress on. When it's on, then take out the curlers and just touch them up with the curling iron. Accessorize then we're done!' she said to herself, trying to calm herself down.

"Honey, are you in there?" her mom called through the half closed door.

"Yes, mom! I need your help! The party starts at 4:30 and I haven't done my hair or makeup or-"

"Miyako! Sweetie, you need to take a deep breath. We have time."

"I know. It's just...I just...I want to look perfect." She said looking up at her mom.

Hugging her daughter, she brought her back into the teen's bedroom. Sitting her down on the bed, she took a seat beside her.

"Miyako, I know you want to look nice for Boomer," her mom began but she cut her off.

"Not just nice mom! Perfect. I really want you and daddy to like him. Because I really like him and I really care about him. I know he feels the same way."

"So," her mom said turning to her "You and Boomer love each other?"

Miyako felt her face turn bright red. She knew that she really liked Boomer, a lot and really cared about him but love? She was only 16! Puzzled she looked at her mom.

"I don't know. Maybe," she noticed her mom was really interested "How did you know with daddy?"

"Well, we were out taking a walk in the park and he pulled me under a street lamp and began to sing to me. Even though it was one of the corniest songs I've ever heard, it really touched my heart. That's when I knew."

"What song did he sing mom?"

"The one Adam Sandler sang to Drew Barrymore in 'The Wedding Singer'. The one about growing old together."

Hearing this made Miyako smile. She never knew that her father could be so romantic. But she was still unsure.

"But mom, did you have a feeling?"

"Honey, it's different for each person. Trust me though, you'll know."

"Thanks mom." She said hugging her mom.

With that, they went into Miyako's bathroom and got her ready. They curled her hair and did her makeup. Miyako even got her smoothie. Putting her dress on, Miyako heard her mom let out a sigh. Turning around she saw a tear running down her mother's face.

"Mom, what's wrong?" she asked confused.

"Nothing, baby. It's just...you remind me so much of myself when I was your age."

Blushing, Miyako twirled around. She put on her tiara and looked at the clock. '3:35' it read. Her mother had gone to get changed and Miyako was left with her thoughts.

'Do I love him? What does love really mean anyway? Is it something you just feel or do you have to have a reason? What if I don't love him?'

Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother yelling for her to get downstairs. They were gonna take some pictures and all ride over to the hall that they had rented. Her entire class was gonna be there. Her best friends, her boyfriend's brothers and her boyfriend, of course. When the pictures were taken and everyone was in the car, Miyako began to think again.

'My Boomer...my love? Wait! Just focus on the party for now. Think about all this "love" stuff later.'

And as the car pulled out of the driveway, the princess was thrilled that she was on her way to the ball to meet her prince.