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18. Revealing Secrets
Tonight is prom.
Crap, why do I feel nervous? The rehearsal was okay. Aunt Rose asked Jacob to be the guitarist for the mini concert. Dad would drop me off so we don't spoil the surprise.
As of the moment, Aunt Alice was nuts. My prom dress was resting alone on a rack in my closet. Here I am, sitting in front of her mirror, playing paper doll and hairdresser—again.
"Your hair has to be both rock star chic and movie star glam!" she stated after I gave a suggestion. She was brushing my hair to let it loose of all the knots.
"What about we put it up then let a lock on each side of my head loose?" I suggested again.
"Let's see." She worked on my hair for several minutes and, when she was done, I dress into my concert ensemble.
"Okay, it looks good," she commented. "It's not like you'd be head-banging or something, right? Let's see the prom dress."
I slipped into the beige dress and presented myself.
"Finally!" she said. I carefully took off my prom dress and put my jeans and shirt back on.
The rest of the day, we hunted. I hated herbivore blood, but I had no alternative. Dad won't let me go near a lion or a bear.
"All done," I announced after my second deer. We raced back to the house. Uncle Emmett met me there and invited me to go on my motorcycle. We almost reached Canada when a furious Aunt Alice asked us to go home so that I could get ready for the prom. Jeez.
A couple of hours later, dad dropped me off. I was in my concert outfit. Aunt Alice will be bringing the prom dress later.
"Be good to all the guys who ask you to dance, okay?" Dad said sarcastically.
"Okay, thanks," I replied. He drove back home for Mom and Aunt Alice.
It felt weird entering prom alone. I had to go to the back so that we could get ready for my concert. Aunt Rose and Uncle Em were there.
"Wow, Alice did a good job on you," Uncle Em, commented, suppressing the urge to ruffle my hair like always so that he won't have to face a frenzied Alice back home.
"Thanks," I said again. Aunt Rose introduced me to the drummer, the bassist and the pianist.
"All were missing now is the lead guitarist," she said. Minutes later, I saw Sam's car. "Ugh, I can smell him now."
"Hey, am I late?" Jake asked. Apparently, he didn't see me.
"Nope, right on time," Uncle Emmett said. "By the way, meet the star of the night." His eyes widened a bit.
"Guys, come on, we've got some technical stuff waiting for us," Aunt Rose said, motioning the others to follow her and Uncle Em.
"Surprise!" I said, pouncing on him in a big bear hug. "Aunt Rosalie asked me to record an album for prom. So, I said yes."
"So that's why you were in the music room all the time," he said.
"Yep."
"You two, enough PDA, let's get this show on the road," Uncle Em said.
"Yeah, just a couple more minutes."
"Whatever," he muttered, shaking his head.
"You look good today," Jake commented.
"Well, with an overgrown girl who loves to play paper dolls for an aunt, what do you expect?"
"You two, come on or I'll call Edward," Aunt Rosalie threatened.
"Wouldn't want to disappoint the in-laws." Jake said, earning him a playful slap on the arm. He offered out his elbow or me to hold on to.
I figured I'd put too less Rosalie and Emmett in the story, so there. next...