Twenty Six

Raven

The much-anticipated homecoming week fell upon us and after a long week of series of events, the homecoming dance was taking place tonight.

The school was packed with past students who were eager to come back to their alma mater. My dorm was rowdy with girls getting ready and pumped up about the homecoming dance.

Clarissa had sent me an expensive striped jumpsuit, knowing that I hated wearing dresses. It was breathtakingly beautiful, with intricate shimmery threads and sequins running down the sides.

A small part of me sometimes wished she was my real mum.

Carefully, I put on the outfit, and it fit me like a second skin while I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I admired myself from every angle, and a smile spread across my face.

Taylor had expertly applied some makeup on my face. I opted for light makeup much to her disagreement. She couldn't get how I was so calm about everything and not jumping my head off. To me, it was just a normal event and there was nothing