Well this is the last chapter so I hope you like it! Enjoy:)
Chapter Six: The Lily Dance
"Ouch! Buttercup that hurt!" I whined.
"Well so-rry Bubbles, not my fault your hair is so tangled." She combed through my hair with a straightener.
"I'm so excited though! Aren't you Blossom?"
"Of course Bubbles, this is going to be such a fun night!"
"Buttercup, are you excited too?"
"Duh stupid, who isn't." she secretly smiled.
It was just an hour before the dance and we were just adding a few finishing touches to each other's hair and make up, so far so good, no major disasters yet.
"Thanks Buttercup, you're the best!" I hugged my sister and stood up to examine my hair in the mirror. My usually tied up hair fell down to my mid back like a flowing water fall. It shone in the light and I was pleased with its entire appearance. My sisters looked phenomenal too. Buttercup had traded her usual tomboyish outfit for an elegant silver dress that reached all the way to the floor. Though she wore no make up her skin was soft and glowed. Blossom had chosen a shorter black dress that reached just above her knees. On her neck she wore a simple black pendant and wore a similar black bow in her hair. She also wore no make up.
"Professor! Our rides are here! We'll be going now." We each gave professor a tight hug and kiss on the cheek then walked outside into the evening air. There were three cars parked outside, each seemed a bit beat up but you could tell they had tried their best to polish their cars. Three formally dressed boys filed out of their cars. They took our hands and led us to our respective cars.
"Wow you look great tonight Bubbles." Boomer spoke shyly. He glanced up and down, taking in the shimmer of my dark red dress in the moonlight.
"Thanks." I said nervously, fiddling with my purse.
We arrived at the dance at around 8 PM. As we walked in I was amazed at what I saw.
The gym looked beautiful, the lights shimmering and a gigantic bubble machine in the middle of the dance floor. There were tables and tables of food bordering the gym and near the back of the gym were a few tables for two. Music blasted as we walked in to greet a few of our friends.
"Hey I'll be back okay Boomer? I'm just going to go get a drink."
"Oh okay, I'll be here waiting."
I walked toward the punch bowl, taking my time to glance at everyone's clothing. Girls stood huddled in their little groups, sipping from their cups and laughing. The boys seemed uncertain, uncomfortable in their formal clothing. Even the 'popular' boys stood on the side lines just watching the empty dance floor.
I felt someone lightly tap my shoulder. I turned around to see Boomer standing there smiling.
"Would you like to dance?"
I stared at him and then back to the empty dance floor. Was I confident enough to start the dance? What if I said no, would I hurt him? I took another glance at the dance floor and straightened my dress.
"Of course, I'd love to."
He took my hand and led me to the dance floor. The DJ appeared to have seen us walk toward the floor and quickly changed the music into a slow song. At first I was uncertain, I had never really learned how to slow dance. I had heard it would just come naturally, though I wasn't that sure now. I glanced nervously at the people on the sidelines, they were staring at us and I began to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"It's okay if you feel uncomfortable, Bubbles, I understand." He looked a bit sad saying that.
"No, it's okay I'll dance." I smiled at him and he smiled back.
I slowly adjusted my body to match what I had seen on a t.v. show about dancing. Slowly we swayed back and forth, it was so calm, peaceful…serene. I felt magical like I was a princess dancing with my prince charming. I opened my eyes and saw that Blossom and Brick were dancing right alongside us. After a few minutes, Buttercup and Butch also joined us. We stayed like that for several minutes until the dance floor became crowded with couples following our lead. Boomer and I decided to take a breath of fresh air outside so we maneuvered our way to the exit.
"Bubbles, it was fun dancing huh?" He laughed.
"Yup." I smiled cheerfully, "That was perfect!"
I stood there staring up at the stars and felt Boomer's arms circle around my waist. He put his chin on top of my head and we gazed at the stars together. I felt a warm fuzziness inside my heart as I closed my eyes, feeling the moment.
"Bubbles?" He asked quietly.
"Yes?" I turned around and looked up at his now oh so charming face.
And right then and there, under the starlit night he lowered his head and kissed me softly on the lips and I gladly returned it. It was just like a scene from the movies, except so much better and so much more real. It wasn't a major make out fest like the girls always talked about, it was gentle, it was just how I wanted my first kiss to be.
"Bubbles? Are you out there?" I heard my sisters' voices coming closer to us.
"Yeah I'm here!"
"It's midnight we better get going or else professors going to be worried!"
"Okay, I'm coming now!"
"Oh yeah before I forget, this is for you Boomer." I slipped a folded piece of paper into his front pocket. "Read it when you get home okay?" I quickly kissed him and left him standing there in confusion.
"So how was the dance girls?" Professor asked smiling.
"It was so much fun!" we answered with gigantic smiles on our faces.
"That's great!" He laughed. "Well you girls better get ready for bed, you must be tired!"
"Okay professor!" We kissed him on the cheek in turn and made our way upstairs into our rooms.
I was about to flop down on my bed when I spotted a small card and single rose on the bed. I opened up the card and it read:
I hope you had a great time at the dance, because I sure did. I've never had the courage to tell you this in person but I thought today would be the day I'd tell you how I really feel. From the moment I met you I knew you were the one for me. I hope you know I'm serious about this because I really want you to be my girlfriend. Because Bubbles…I love you.
I stared in shock at the letter and I collapsed on the bed with a smile on my face. This was the best night of my life.
Well I guess I should really read this then. I took the note out of my pocket and opened it up slowly, scared to look at what it said. Written on the paper were only a few words:
Dear Boomer…I think I'm in love with you.
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