BRITTANY'S POV
I have always wanted to play ‘dress up’. I was sure every girl had that dream at least once in their life or as a child.
To dress up, wear pretty makeup, a pretty dress and shoes and even if you got lucky, get a prince charming.
It must be from watching Cinderella and every other fairytale movie as a child.
But I never realized I was part of those who dreamed of it until now. My dream came true.
And I was getting a prom too. Well, no Prince Charming. Zayne was anything but a prince.
But a girl couldn't have it all. I finally pulled away from Penny. I realized she was crying.
My expression turned worried as I reached out to wipe her tears.
“Hey! Why are you crying?” I asked softly.
She sniffed as she looked down. “I'm sorry…don't…I'm just…I'm going to miss you.” She
