One Month Later....
"Hold still!" Michelle said as she zipped up my dress, helping me getting ready for the prom. We had opted to get ready together this time, and then Dakota and Micah were picking up us at my house. Then we would make a quick trip to Michelle's house so her mother could take pictures.
"I'm trying!" I protested. Looking in the mirror, my long, dark brown hair fell into soft waves over my shoulders, and Dakota had bought me a dress similar to the one I had worn at our Pledging Ceremony, since that one had been destroyed. "I still can't believe we're doing this."
"What? That we're going to the prom?" Michelle asked, turning around. "Zip me up."
