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I tightened my robe and we went down the hall to my room. I couldn’t wear a bra, but my boobs weren’t that big. No one would notice. Mom gave me special covers for my nipples so they wouldn’t show through if I got cold. I was embarrassed. She wasn’t. She wasn’t a teenager though.
I went into the closet and peeled off the tape from the back of the covers and plastered them over my nipples. Then I put on my underwear. A sexy light blue, lacy pair of panties that no one would see but me.
I slid my silver, strappy sandals on and buckled them. Then I got my dress off the hanger and slipped into it. I turned towards the mirror and the image that met my eyes surprised me.
It couldn’t be me. The girl that was reflected in the mirror was beautiful. I tugged the dress over my slender curves and adjusted it on my shoulders. Then I called Mom to the closet to zip me up.
She smiled at me. In the reflection of the mirror I could see us both, mother and daughter, looking nothing alike but connected in that moment. I had made her happy which made me happy.
“You look stunning Abby.”
“I hope Cal thinks so.”
“I think he will,” she replied.
The doorbell rang. He was early. I was nervous. I walked out into the hallway and I could see him standing at the bottom of the stairs with Dad talking. Cal hadn’t seen me yet. Mom squeezed my shoulder reassuring me.
He looked so handsome. His longish hair brushed for a change. I chuckled. His face usually had some scruff on it but tonight he was shaved clean. Then his brown eyes traveled up to the balcony that overlooked our entry and he saw me. His eyes were locked with mine. He smiled revealing those dimples I loved most about him.
Mom gave me a gentle push. I headed to the steps. I took them slowly. Unsure of the sandals that had heels. When I got to the bottom, he took a step closer to me. Hesitant and unsure of himself which wasn’t like Cal at all.
“Abby, you look amazing.”
“Thank you. I twirled in a circle showing Cal my entire dress.
“Honey, you look beautiful,” Dad told me.
“Thanks Daddy.”
He beamed at me. It was okay to call him Daddy when I was happy. We went to the formal living room where the marble fireplace would make a perfect backdrop for the pictures that Mom wanted to take.
Cal’s suit wasn’t expensive, but it was nice, and the charcoal gray suited the color of my dress. His shirt was white, and his tie was nearly the color of my dress.
“How did you know?” I asked, looking between it and my dress.
“Your mom took a picture of the fabric so I could find a tie.”
He tugged me against him, and we faced my parents. His hands gentle at my hips. Dad cleared his throat. Mom elbowed him to start taking pictures. Once or twice I forgot myself and looked over my shoulder at Cal and Dad took a picture. Those turned out the best. I could see the feeling between us because as I looked up at him, he looked down at me. The love was there for anyone to see who wanted to. I was sure it made Dad uncomfortable, but Mom didn’t notice or care.
It was time to go to his parent’s house. Mom and Dad told us to have fun. Dad had to throw in, “Not too much.”
I scowled at that comment. Mom sighed. Tyson had left earlier because they were going in a limo to get food before the dance. His dates were the offensive line. Mom and Dad felt better about that because then nobody was driving, and no girls were involved that could get Ty into trouble. They only had to worry about me.
Arriving at his parent’s house, I discovered everyone on the front lawn waiting on us. Cal walked around he car as usual and gave me his hand to help me out of the car. Our eyes connected as our fingers touched. I could see his feelings mirrored mine. I squeezed Cal’s hand, needing his reassurance. I was unnerved all over again by the sheer presence of people on the lawn waiting on us, wanting to take pictures.
He tugged me along beside him, holding tightly giving me courage when mine was failing me. This is when my shyness was crippling. I was dressed up and wearing shoes that were throwing me off my balance. I was afraid of falling. In my head, I kept seeing me, sprawled face first on the Cooper’s lawn with everyone laughing at me.
Dana met us first. “Honey, you look beautiful.” She gave me a hug. Rhonda had the digital camera snapping pictures. Dana got between us. I smiled awkwardly.
“Danny come here and get in the pictures with us,” she called to him.
He came to my side and wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gave me a squeeze. “Smile,” Rhonda told us.
Bayleigh and Sheena were snapping photos with their phones. “Get out of the picture, Mom and Dad,” Sheena told them.
“You do look beautiful, Abby,” Dan Cooper told me before he stepped away.
Cal tugged me to him and wrapped his arm around my waist. “How are you doing?” He asked.
