My Lost Spirit-Mate

4. Green dress, brown shoes

After my encounter with Xander by the stream, I spend the rest of my day avoiding him.

Our conversation was overwhelming and I really don’t know what to think about it. I am so happy that we could talk like before and go back to not ignoring each other but at the same time I feel like there is something else, like maybe he is a bit more forward than he used to be. The weirdest thing in that situation is that I enjoyed him being this close to me, feeling his kiss on my cheek… hmmmm.

The sensation of burning in my chest didn’t stop since that moment and I kind of want to do it again. It doesn’t leave my thoughts either, it is all I think about since the moment our skins touched. His emeralds eyes hunts my dreams as well and I want his full lips on me again, but this time, not only on my cheek…

A loud knock on my bedroom door awakes me from my daydream and I stand up to open it.

- “Hello lovely, my evil sister send me up here to give you this and to tell you that this is what you will be wearing tonight for your birthday party.” Shane hands me one large white box and a smaller shoe box.

- “Thank you Shane but I really don’t need a new gown, I already picked out an outfit for tonight.”

- “She said you would say that so she told me to tell you that she would burn your wardrobe to the ground if you ever wear something else. Her words, not mine.” he quickly adds seeing my shocked reaction “But if you want to know, I am sure she would really be capable of burning your clothes…” states Shane, a bit amused. “So Lovely, good luck facing the wrath of my sister, see you at 7 !”

- “Thanks Shane” I answer, rolling my eyes but taking the boxes off his hands.

I put them on my bed and stare at the packages. Of course I am afraid to open them because Alice always had a very sexy clothing style and I am really not used to wearing those kind of outfits.

I open the large white box and wrapped in it there is a green dress. I take it out and I decide to try it on after doing my hair and makeup, for Alice would surely burn my wardrobe if I don’t. I have less than an hour to get ready before my brother comes to pick me up at my door, for us to arrive at the party together. After all, it is OUR joint birthday party tonight.

I first apply some concealer and blush on my face, a little brown eyeshadow to make my blue eyes pop with some mascara and I finish with a red lipstick that matches my hair color. I always loved that color on me.

And this is where it becomes tricky. I have yet to tame my hair into a hairdo that could be acceptable for a tux and cocktail dresses party.

After 45 minutes fighting with my hair, it finally looks like what I wanted. I decided to go with a French Twist hairdo with some strands of hair coming out of it, making them sort of floating around my head.

Happy with the results, I look at myself in the mirror and a cold feeling is spreading through my veins. The woman standing in the mirror looks like me, with the hairdo and the red lipstick but she is not moving like me. She looks more sure of herself, more confident, like she is proud. I move my face a bit closer to the mirror, like mesmerized and that’s when I realise that my reflection is not moving like me. What the …?

There is a knock on my door and I turn my face to see the clock : 7.15pm.

Great, I am now late to my own party.

I open the door to see my beautiful twin brother, standing in a light grey tux with a green bow tie matching perfectly the color of the dress my best friend chose for me.

- “Hello brother ! So Alice picked your outfit too huh ?”

William was Alice first kiss when we were 13 and I always suspected something going on between the two of them. That was, of course, before my brother became a giant manwh*re. After that, Alice just simply stopped talking to him. She wasn’t really properly ignoring him, she did talk to him when we were training or during dinners, but she kind of avoided him the rest of the time.

- “Yeah… she said I had bad taste in clothing, whatever it means, and I didn’t have a tux fitting me so, what do you think ?” he asks.

- “You are very handsome in that William. Mama would be proud to see you looking like this.” I say.

He looks at me with affection in his eyes. We rarely talk about our mom, she died when we were 14 and we dealt with it in different ways, him bang*ng all the girls he could find and me concentrating on school and on my art. This subject was always a difficult one to talk about and we would rather avoid it in order not be hurt.

- “Sooooo you are not dressed…”

William looks at me from head to toe and is amused.

Sh*t.

The dress.

- “Oh yeah, I am going to put it on, give me a minute, you can wait in my room if you want.”

I take the dress out of the white box and stare at it. I really don’t know which side is the front because there is a cleavage on both sides. OMG Alice, I am going to murder you.

As I take the direction of my bathroom, I quickly realise, trying on the dress, that there is no bra needed because it is really close-fitting and hugs perfectly my curves. I never was the Kardashian type but my br*asts and a*s were always something I tried to hide, just to avoid some attention. Even if I didn’t hate my body, this green dress was way too revealing for me. There was a deep cleavage at the back and a less deep one on the front, but still exposing my b*obs to the world. The green of the dress was perfectly assorted with my natural red hair color and my red lipstick though. My best friend did have some good tastes.

Even if I wasn’t perfectly comfortable dressed like this, I kind of liked the way I looked.

I really look like a woman for the first time in my life.

I decide to go back to my bedroom to put on the shoes that Alice picked for me. High heels for sure.

As I open the door, William stands up from the chair at my dressing table and stares at me with shock in his eyes. I never wore an outfit like this so I kind of understand the feeling.

Well, if the whole night is going to be like this, better get used to it !

- “Before you say anything, bad or good, I am putting on the shoes first.” I warn him.

I go to my bed and open the smaller box that reveals a beautiful pair of high heels. They are brown and match completely the rest of the outfit. And I know I have an old necklace to finish the look. I find it in my dressing table, it is brown as well with a big ruby in the center, it belonged to my mom, she gave it to me for a party when I was younger. I was happy to have a part of her with me tonight. Like she was watching over me and giving me courage and strength to survive the night.

The finished look has an earthy vibe and I really love it.

I turn to my brother to gauge his reaction and he is staring at me, not saying a thing, and he smiles.

- “So what do you think bro ? Not to much ?”

- “You are stunning sis” he finally answers after a few seconds of silence, “I’ve never seen you so… grown-up ? You are going to break hearts tonight !”

I laugh at his comment. Accepting compliments was never my forte but I’ll give it a go tonight.

- “Well, shall we ?” William asks me, giving me his arm.

- “Yes, I am ready.” And like this, we exit the room to join the party.