Briar-
“Oh my goddess! Briar, you look amazing!” Ms. Martha gushes as she wipes a tear from her eyes.
“You do look so beautiful, Briar.” Emerson smiles as I look in the three panel mirror. The group worked quickly, but I have been waxed, plucked, and shellacked in places I never knew possible. The dress fits like a glove. My hair is a mixture of soft curls and braids pinned with small dainty golden flowers flowing down my back. I have never seen myself look like this. I’m awestruck.
“Thank you, Ms. Martha. Emerson. Wow. I guess it’s really time for this.” I feel the nerves kicking in.
“You have practiced this, and you will be just fine.” Luna Kelis promises.
“Yes, just this time, there are several thousand people to watch.” Ashe speaks in her usual honest way. They all turn to look a
