I opened the door and came into my house, making my way towards my bedroom. I lied down and turned on my Spotify account. The last "Fall Out Boy" album started playing loud as hell.

Tonight will be a special, momentous event for each high school student. The beloved moment has come and everyone is making preparation for the most significant time of their lives. Except me. I view it as one more difficulty to encounter, a problem to work out.

I didn't understand when I fell asleep, but I would still be sleeping right now, if Denisa hadn't wake me up with sending a text message.

@Denisaxxx: Are you ready sleepyhead? I'll be there as soon as possible.

With a jerky movement and with courage I didn't know I have, I got up from bed and opened my wardrobe.

Shit. Dark-colored ripped jeans and band merch... Do they fit the occasion? Ultimately, what if they don't? Who cares at all?

Eventually, after taking a shower, I wore black ragged jeans with ripped knees and a crop top Nirvana shirt. I also put on my demonia spiked ankle boots, and multiple studded belts. I painted my nails black and I wore my Rubber bracelets and piercings. In the end, I paid attention to my appearance. Concealer, foundation, a light natural shade of blush, dark eyeshadow, mascara and matte lipstick. And I kept the best for the end: Black eyeliner!

After a while, I looked in the mirror and a smile of satisfaction appeared on my face. I would be like a fish out of water but it didn't bother me. This night is supposed to be the most important moment of my life, right? I'd bring the situation into alignment and I'd face it on my way. Being contented, I styled my hair so that my fringe covered one eye. At the same moment the door bell rang.

I went down the stairs and I arrived at the doorway. I took a deep breath and I opened the door.

Denisa was wearing a long pastel tulle gown with silver sparkles. She had kept her hair simple with big waves, her eye makeup brown and plum with glitters and her lips simple with a nude pink lipstick.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was like a princess, a total sweetheart in this gown.

"Deny, you... you are amazing! I don't know what to say, you're the prom queen!" I said after a moment of silence.

"Oh, you are overreacting! Thank you baby, I really appreciate it. I just wanted everything to be perfect for tonight. But, you were supposed to be ready by the time I'd pick you up... and you haven't changed your clothes yet. Hurry up, there is no time" my friend said while giving me a look from top to bottom.

I don't know if I had to say something or to rationalize myself. I'm a terrible communicator.

"Nahh, I think my outfit is pretty okay. Besides, the aim is to feel comfortable and have fun, isn't it?" I said after a while, choosing each word attentively.

She gave me a blank space but after all she looked at me with an absolute smirk and answered in a calm tone.

"Yeah, whatever. I guess you are right. Anyway, time to go, shall we?".

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This time the song of the chapter will be "Weightless".

That's all for now XXXXX