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[Mar. 2nd, 2010|09:48 am] |
*on the evening of the winter formal, barricades herself in her room to get dolled up in her blue dress and do her makeup and hair* *did consider asking her mother to help her, but was afraid she'd expect to meet her boyfriend? date (and she doesn't know if she's ready for that yet)*
*when her makeup is absolutely perfect, her hair a cascade of curls tumbling down her back, finds her coat and clutch and leaves the house as quickly as possible (doesn't think he's paying attention, but she'd like to avoid any difficult questions)* *spares a glance for the ancient (and likely incredibly boring) book she pulled out of her father's library, which she keeps meaning to skim through but hasn't gotten around to yet (well, now is definitely not the time)*
*takes a taxi to Bankside High, having arranged to meet Mír there (despite his hints that he'd really like to pick her up, she's not ready for that yet, either)* *follows the couples and groups of giggly teens toward what turns out to be the glammed-out gym (glammed-out in a cheesy high school-y way, at least)*
*takes her coat off and stands just inside the door, feeling awkward and unusually shy* *doesn't think she's imagining those girls staring and whispering by the punch table* |
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anxious