When you look at it as a kid, you don't see much about it right?
Wearing extravagant gowns or in dashing suits?

Maybe that's what we feel when we we're younger. Now I'm a teenage girl who's living my mediocre life in this pretty amazing site called wattpad (that Ive only been on for half a year ), there a few people here who I even trust in venting out my anger in my world called reality.

I had my prom last week and I just wanna let you in on what it feels what it looks like in the inside. So without further a do the short progression of my journey begins.

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"Hold still" The gay man hissed at me for the umpteenth time, "It'll only hurts if you move more and more" He sprayed me with hair holding gel which made me gag. It burned my nose with those chemicals in my hair.

"Why do I even have to do this?" I asked, no emotion present "I'm just in it for the food you know" I lay stiff in my wooden seat.

The make up artist rolled his eyes in disregard to my statement, I could see him because of the lifesized mirror paralleled toward us. Currently, I was at my friends place readying for the ever closing event of the night.

The event which is said to be the highlight of our junior highschool lives. Yeah, prom was more important than actually graduating— I prefer to at least survive my life in this hellish highschool life — than doing this sort of things.

I am just the silent type of girl who loves anything on anime, reading and using wattpad as anyone who might be reading this.
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I don't exactly fit in the 'crowd' so I spend my time in writing stuff..

Wow I have no life, Psssh😂😂😂

So any do enough about my current life and let's get back to the subject. Prom.

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A couple of minutes later, which felt like an eternity in wait.

The man (sorry, I still don't know what to call these guys...😐)
Took a step back and marveled at his work "Wow," He looked happy for his creation. He obscured my reflection so I couldn't see my appearance pretty well, because of the large amount of mass he shown in front of me.

I raise a brow to his comment "Can I see?" Maybe he's just messing with me like they always do when people fix me up and the outcome was horrible as hell.

"Sure honey~"  He said and backed away and what surprised me more was the big change, in my once bland features.

"Is this...me?" I ask absentmindedly, I rise from my seat and strode to mirror. My hair pulled back in a high ponytail which resembled a peacock, with the addition of Lolita curls in the lower parts.

My stagnant expression of before now seem like a very fierce phase. Dark mascara, long eye lashes (I don't really use for any circumstances) and the almost heavy foundation given on me.

In one of the first times of my simple life, I somewhat feel confident. Maybe fixing my looks does change a person. Though, I don't believe that most of the time.

But, something was lacking

My dress

I only wore a long shirt and baggy jogging pants accompanied with flip-flops. My the dress, that my mom had especially made for me was still in its finishing stages. I saw a a glimpse of the beautiful cocktail dress before it was long roll of shiny cloth but now, I wanted to see more of its potential.

Thoughts floated through my mind, what'll happen later on? Will my new looks change on how people will treat me? I can't wait to see him-

I stopped immediately at what I was thinking in my head "I should give up already..." I close my eyes "He's already taken by someone, I can't even compete with...her.

I held my hands turning them into knuckles who shook to was ease my unease, just give up...give up already

I can't..

"Oi Riza!" A certain annoying male voiced yelled across the room, He was already dressed up with his black tuxedo and dainty bowtie that hung below his collar.

"What is it? Jhon" I asked, my thoughts still in the clouds.

"Picture time!" He cheered as Lila came in, she was also finished with priming up, I was now the only who still looked liked a civilian on make up.

"No way in hell I'll be doing that" I walked away leaving those two to do the final add touch up and grabbed my tablet, opened the wattpad application and texted my virtual linked friends.

Some, I talked about the oh so special night like Ate Shayra, Jen, Adam and many others.

It was a memorable time to talk with these great friends, I really wish I could see their wonderful faces. Someday...😄😄 I smiled as I received those funny replies from them.

"I really love this site so much"

The two came in the room, Jhon shedded of his black jacket as Lila wore a black long back cocktail dress with a pink flower near her chest.  A simple design, that was beautiful in a way — that she bought online. Her porcelain skin enhanced by the dark color of the cloth.

"Your mom's waiting outside, Neko" He said with a smirk, this was getting annoying. Ever since I've made this account, he made fun of my user name which I kinda liked.

I stomped silently to show my petty anger, took a quick stance and punched him in the arm. Before he could retaliate I exited the room and saw my mom, a bright smile across her features whilst holding a large plastic zip locked bag.

"Is this it?" I asked excitedly and pointed to the green bag, a grin placed upon my face caked with foundation.

"Yeah," Mom nodded "Let's try it out?"

"Ok!"

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My mom assisted me in putting it on, every movement was stiff. I had to be careful or the make up will be in ruin. At first it was a tight fit until I completely came inside the short dress. 

"Can you breath?" She questioned sensing a my small discomfort

"Yeah.." I nodded, I started to get emotional. I took another look at the mirror, "Is this a dream? Because I don't wanna wake up " I walked a few step away from the life's reflecting glass and saw a different me. A more confident one, a girl who knows elegance?

Me?

A spun my two inch black heels and the scarlet red dress fluttered in my action. The dress pulled it together, really well.
A wide skirt full of tule as important material to make dress with volume with little efforts kinda like a mosquito net. A starless sky like belt with the added ebony bow that looked a present or from sailor moon.

Lol. AF (I can barely understand acronyms now yeah hey!)

After our picture taking and laugh trips we waited for our other friends so we could come in together and I could wait for what's next to come.

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What'd you think guys?
Is it a weird experience or just another teen drama
I don't know so let me hear what do you think in😔😔😔

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I think this is sorta teen fiction,
Sorry I don't know how to write any so idk

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