Shadows of Meadowville

A Whisper in the Wind Pt: 1

"I...I DIDN'T, I THOUGHT...I," he stuttered while trying to comprehend what Emma had just told him. "IT'S FUCKING TRUE, BEN HE...HE FUCKING TRICKED YOU JUST...please come with me" Emma broke down in tears, still holding Benjamin's hands, urging him to come with her.

He looked at her and started to say, "I..I...I can't; I...I go back; what if the whole town finds out I'll.. I'll be taking in" Ben finished as he looked around frantically before he...

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"Come on, girl! It's about time you get a day off, but you won't even use ittt." Oliva whined to her best friend, Emma.

"Listen, I know it's been a long time since I last got off work, and I love spending time with you, but a party, really? You know how I feel about those." Emma made a disgusted face at the thought of going to a party.

Emma was never allowed to go out when her father was around, so it was hard for her to understand others wanting to go out and party.

"PLEASE, it's a big chance for you to find new friends and enjoy a party's fantastic feeling! But if you miss this one, you'll be made fun of by everyone going!" 

Oliva pleaded with a desperate look in her eyes. Emma sighed and finally agreed, which caused Oliva to practically drag Emma with her just before Emma had a chance to close her locker.

"I'm not too sure this looks good on me," Emma said nervously while still looking at the mirror that reflected her in a beautiful lavender off-shoulder short dress.

Completed with mesh that covered her arms and trailed down a little past her main dress, and slightly shimmering with silver glitter, which complemented the whole dress.

Then she slowly looked down at her dusky light blue heart buckle strap Mary Jane block heels. Soon lifting her left leg up to see how everything looked together.

"Girlll, I'm sure you look gorgeous, just come out already. I also want ya to see my wonderful dress." Oliva lightly laughed at the end of her sentence, soon flabbergasted by Emma's beautiful appearance, Oliva almost fell over theatrically before running up to her friend and yelling "GIR-" but was cut off by Emma's hand to shush her friend to not draw attention to them.

"Sorry, sorry, but girllll, you look sooo fucking beautiful your totally getting this; you'll be the talk of the party and school," Oliva said slightly quickly, but Emma caught every word. Emma looked back down at the dress and back at her friend she knew Olivia had to be telling the truth since she was more popular than Emma, and had a better sense of fashion than her.

Emma soon smiled back at Olivia, her eyes simmering with joy. Olivia knew that look on Emma's visage as she quickly pushed her lavender-dressed friend back into the changing room.

"Ohh Olivia, your dress is adoring," Emma said before being entirely shoved into the tiny yet big room and changed into her usual outfit.

That consisted of a classic dark forest green long flowing skirt, a nice dusky blue button-up, and her dark oak brown boots, soon topping off her look with her great grandma's dark emerald necklace.

Olivia was patiently waiting for Emma to come back out holding her already paid-for pastel pink long off-shoulder dress that was similar to Emma's with the mesh-covered arms, which had also trailed down past the main dress except for Olivia's dress didn't have silver glitter instead. There were embroidery flowers that covered the whole mesh-sided dress.

Not long after, Emma walked out and paid for her dress and shoes. Olivia had suggested getting their haircut and their nails painted. Emma hesitantly agreed. They slowly approached the nail salon, knowing what they both wanted and, fortunately, being the only people there to get their nails done.

Olivia's nails were painted in three colors.

Her thumbs were sky blue, her pointer fingers pastel pink, lastly. Her pinky fingers were pastel purple. Both her middle and ring fingers were covered in flowers consisting of all three colors.

On the other hand, Emma's nails consist of two simple colors; her left hand is a dill pickle green, and her right hand is a soft lavender. Matching her dress.

Soon after, the girls made it to the hair salon. Unfortunately, it was packed, as the friends sat down and waited patiently.  

(A\N) Hope this is good as a start to my story and I hope you all like this so far :) goodbye for now.