Chapter Nine

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The day of the party had arrived.

Chad and I were back to our usual love/hate relationship which I was okay with, Cara and I were still in a hate/hate relationship which infuriated me, and David was angry at me too. So going with my friends ended up being a great idea. All shootings and rehearsals had been cancelled for the day, so all we had to do was pamper and prepare for the dance!

"Where did you put my curling iron?" Tawni brushed into our dressing room after lunch, her dress slung over her arm, a bag of cosmetics dangling from the other.

"I didn't touch it," I replied calmly, running a brush through my already wavy hair. We were all used to Tawni freaking out the day of an event.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?" Tawni hissed, enclosing herself in her changing station.

"The dance is at six. It's one," I called.

"Whatever!" Tawni boomed. I sighed, and drew on some eyeliner. Zora suddenly dropped down from the vent.

"I have a dress!" she said, eyes sparking wildly.

"Let's see it!" I said kindly. Zora was wearing green leggings and a white tank top, so she simply threw the dress on top. It was a simple cover up type dress, green and white zigzags.

"Cute!" I grinned. Zora seemed to like my response, so she left the dressing room. Tawni threw open the sash that covered her changing station and did a runway model walk over to me. The dress absolutely made her look like royalty, and she had shimmery silver heels on too.

"Beautiful!" I exclaimed. "And your curling iron is over there," I pointed at her cosmetics table. Tawni pursed her lips, gave a "Humph!" and went to curl her blonde locks.

I gave in and changed into my royal blue dress and matching flip flops. My hair fell across my shoulders, and the simple look works for me. I was set.

"Let's go meet up with the guys!" I said perkily, and pulled Tawni and then Zora down the hall.

We knew we had come across the boys when we heard loud wolf whistles.

"Lookin' good, ladies!" Niko complimented, in a black tux and green tie.

"Very dashing," Grady bowed to us, in an identical black tux and pink tie.

"We know," Tawni shrugged. "My crown?"

Grady made a face, and handed Tawni a small silver crown, and Tawni daintily placed it on her head. "Perfect!" She squealed.

I squinted at her. "Yeah…" I nodded slowly. "This isn't a prom."

"But if it was, I'd be Prom Queen, so it doesn't matter." Tawni answered. Whatever.

Just then, Marshall walked smartly down the hall, glancing at us strangely. "You all look great, but…" He glanced at his sterling watch. "The party isn't for five hours."

We did a group shrug. "I guess we just wait?" I suggested. So we just watched TV for five straight hours until we had to leave.

"Are we going in a limo?" I asked excitedly, as we bustled down the hallway.

"Yeah, its parked outside." Tawni rolled her eyes impatiently, and the gang trooped out to the shiny white limo.

Before joining them, I quickly peered into the big mirror in the hallway and touched up my hair. I was about to admit I looked pretty when I saw Chad's reflection in the mirror, walking towards me.

"Hey," His reflection coughed. He was wearing jeans, a white dress shirt, a silver suit jacket, and a silver tie. His hair was combed neatly, and he looked adorable.

"Hey yourself," I turned around and gave him a small grin. He stuck his hands in his pockets and offered a half-smile.

"You look great," He nodded.

I blushed. "Thanks. So do you," I said, looking pleased.

We stood there awkwardly for a couple seconds. "Where's your cast?" I asked finally.

"Getting in the limo." Chad looked over his shoulder hesitantly.

"And where Cara?" I asked pointedly.

Chad glared at me. "She's gonna meet me there."

"Kay. See ya," I decided to end this conversation.

"Wait!" Chad's voice rang out. I turned and rose my eyebrows at him expectedly.

He looked like he was going to say something, then gave a big sigh and said. "Um, see ya."

The look I gave him was just plain sad and confused, but I turned again and slid into the limo beside Zora.

Time for the party.