Chapter 27
"Right, you ready?" Alicia looked at me as she tucked the stray strand of hair that fell beside my face behind my ear. "I am." I smiled, taking one last look in the full-length mirror on the middle door of my wardrobe. For the dance, Alicia had brought me a baby blue fifties swing dress with halter neck straps. Small white polka dots littered over the blue, and the skirt and petticoat fell just above my knee. Around the middle sat a black ribbon that matched the black detail of the chest and straps with a thin black choker wrapped around my neck as black Mary Jane shoes with a small hell covered my feet. Alicia had done my hair in a fishtail braid to finish the look off. Alicia had gone for something similar, only in a blood-red, with sleeves that sat off the shoulders.
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