At 11:45pm, I got up and changed into my favorite sundress. I'm not entirely sure why I put on a sundress in the middle of the night, but I did. It was pale yellow, and just two or three inches above my knees. The sleeves were ruffles, and down the front, to about my waist were buttons. But what made it my favorite was there was this color of red on it, like a mix of pink and red, and it was like painted on the dress. Not like in the Van Gogh kind of way, more like splattered. It was pretty cool, and Ashlie, our fashion consultant, said the yellow brought out my eyes and my hair brought out the paint splatters. I put on a pair of white flats and quietly, but quickly, opened my door and speed walked up the stairs.
When I got close to the top, I saw a light flicker on. I froze where I was and squatted down. I didn't even breathe. I wondered who would be up in the middle of the night…besides me.
"Rose," Jamie whisper-shouted, looking for me. "Rose."
I breathed and stood up straight. "What, Jamie?" I whispered back.
"I wanted to braid your hair, you know, make it look cute." She offered. I thought about it briefly.
"Okay, but hurry. I still don't know where the river is."
"I'm way ahead of you," she took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to me while I sat down on a kitchen chair. I took it and she pulled my hair out of my face and started brushing it. I unfolded the paper and smiled.
"You GoogleMapped it?" I asked as she started pulling my hair into a long French braid.
"I GoogleMapped the entire area while we were planning our move," she said it with satisfaction in her voice.
"I love you, Jamie." I felt the final tug as she wrapped a rubber band around my hair. I sighed. Even with my hair up, it still went down to my waist.
"You look amazing," Jamie said. She looked me over and smiled gently.
"Thanks." I looked at the map again. "You are amazing." And then, as if to prove my point more, she pulled out a mini-flashlight and handed it to me.
"Now get outta here!" she said, a huge smile on her face. "Go meet your Romeo, Juliet!" We laughed at her little joke, and I got it.
I smiled at her one more time before grabbing my jean jacket and walked out the back door.
