Our senior homecoming football game and dance came up quickly. Ryan had asked me about three weeks before the dance, so I had time to pick out my dress. One rainy September day, I drove over to Tasha's house to pick her up so that we could go shopping. She had already found a dress on the internet and only needed to pick it up and pay for it at the store, so she had promised to help me find the perfect dress.
We pulled into the mall parking lot and sprinted inside. The first store we entered was Windsor. Tasha and I walked to the back of the store where all the dresses were displayed, and my eyes were immediately drawn to The Dress. It was short and was covered in silver and black sequins.
"Tasha," I called her over from a rack nearby, "I think I found it."
Tasha walked over and looked at the dress. "I love it! It's perfect for you."
I tried it on, and it fit perfectly. "Okay, so this has probably been the fastest shopping trip we've ever taken, so we should have a little fun," I said as I dragged an ugly poufy orange dress to the changing rooms. Tasha grabbed three puke green dresses and we ran into one room. After about an hour of trying on ugly dress after ugly dress, we called it a day and paid for my dress.
"Okay, so now all we have to do is go to Forever 21 to pick up my dress and then we can go," Tasha told me as we walked out of Windsor.
After a quick stop at the smoothie stand, Tasha led me to Forever 21. She stopped at the counter and handed the cashier an online receipt. They talked a bit about the order and the cashier led us to the back. She disappeared for a minute or two and came out with a simple black dress. It was strapless and had an eyelet pattern covering it.
"That is so cute, Tasha!" I gushed over the dress. I really liked it.
"Thanks," she said.