"Anna, are you dressed? Did you find your shoes? We have to hurry," Mom said as she practically ran all over the place trying to get her earrings in. I shook my head slightly and laughed.
"Mom, I've been ready for hours. You made me get ready at what? Nine AM?" I said and checked my phone. It was half-past eleven, but we had lunch early so we could get to school before two in the afternoon.
She looked into my room and smiled as she paused wearing her earrings. She blinked and shook her head slightly. She was wearing a long red dress which looked perfect on her with black heels that highlighted the black accents on the dress. Her hair was up in curls, and she just looked so happy.
"Aww, honey. You look so beautiful. I thought it would have been a tad too big, but it's just perfect," she said as she clapped her hands. I smiled a small smile and shook my head.
"Wouldn't be the same if it weren't your dress," I said and grinned at her.
"Honey, Anna, are you ready? We have to leave soon," I heard Dad's voice, and Mom excused herself to finish up. I started to gather my things in a purse, which Mom insisted I should bring. Apparently hiding my phone in the pocket of my shorts beneath the dress was unacceptable.
My phone, the actual one I used since 'I came back from the US already', vibrated, and I saw multiple messages from my friends and one from Chance. He asked for a picture of me in my dress, but I sent him a picture of an old man in a pink dress. I wondered what I looked like though, since I only caught glimpses of myself. I sat in front of the mirror attached to my closet and scrutinized myself.
My hair for once was left to cascade on my back since I would be wearing my toga and graduation cap. Mom suggested brown eyeshadow with glitter on top, which I had on with a darker, brownish shade of red lipstick. They went for the all natural look though, and I was thankful for that.
My earrings, which Chance knew of, were sapphire. But Mom forgot that we were supposed to wear a red toga, so she told me I could wear it when we took the toga off; that meant my ears were bare for the moment. But I could still wear the necklace that Chance gave me. It complimented the blue accents on my dress.
The dress was for the most part simple. It was white, strapless and reached to a little above my knees. It was sort of puffy in the skirt area, and the top was plain. There were silver rhinestones running through the middle acting like a belt with sapphires in a rectangle shape in the middle like a belt buckle. The back had those criss-cross ribbons on the back that held it and a bow on the end.
It was mostly simple since Mom knew I wasn't keen on too much ideas in one dress, but she made it look amazing. It was at least long enough to hide my white shorts underneath. Plus all the sapphire was because it was my birthstone. I had muted silver shoes with heels on since all the girls were required to wear it with our togas. As long as I knew I was presentable since a whole lot of pictures would be taken later, I was satisfied.
As I felt another vibration, I checked my phone and saw that Chance sent me a picture of an old lady in a suit. I shook my head and smiled to myself. I figured I should wear my toga 'cause I knew Mom was finishing up. I put down my phone and took it off the hanger. I then slipped my arms through the red sleeves and tied it making a bow in front. I took the red cap from my bed and grabbed my purse and phone then headed downstairs.
I noticed my sister and Dad waiting at the door. Jase was wearing a red dress, too, because she and Mom wanted to match up. I just found it creepy, but oh well. My dad was wearing a suit, and he looked sharp for 41. Mom finally came down and apologized repeatedly.
After taking a photo, we were off to school for my high school graduation. Wow, still can't get my mind wrapped around that. My phone rang as we were halfway to the school, and I reminded myself to set it to silent before the ceremony started. I answered it and I heard rustling.
"Hello?" I said.
"Oh, hey," I heard Chance say on the other end.
"Hola," I said and leaned my forehead on the window, making me shiver from the cold. It looked like it was about to rain outside.
"Is your speech ready?" he said, and I abruptly sat up straight.
"Oh, God," I said and mentally banged my head on the window. I could see Mom and Dad looking at me from the corner of my eye and groaned.