What Am I Supposed To Do Here?

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Andrea Kelize

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As Andrea put on the red dress her mother had sewn for her back in her days, her palms were sweating. She had just finished taking a shower so it was very weird for her to sweat and besides, whenever she gets nervous, she doesn't sweat only her mood is affected. Andrea rolled her eyes when she noticed the small amount of liquid sliding down in her palms. "Great" She said, in a sarcastic way. Andrea would probably be rolling down her bed at this time of day if she hadn't been forced (by her conscience) to go to the Yule Ball. This idea would never be brought up anyway if she only gave Angie a simple and a delicate "No" but instead she shouted at Angie for the reason that she so badly want her to be her companion and made Angie sob. Andrea's temper is clearly something to watch out for. Angie is just lucky Andrea got over herself before anything stupid happened. Regretting really always occur in the end and that's what Andrea learned. After Andrea put on her dress, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her roommate (and best friend) already took off to meet with her date for the ball and Andrea was left in the room sweating and thinking of anything useful to do in ball besides dance and eat food. Andrea was all set. Her face was already covered with light make-up that Angie had put on to her earlier before and her hair was perfectly comb and tied up with a ribbon and she was already dressed. Andrea sighed in front of the mirror. She knew Angie was waiting at the Entrance Hall now since she knew she was very excited about the ball and whatnot. After a few minutes of staring in the mirror, Andrea stood up and slid her feet into her red ballet flats. Don't even ask where she got them. After doing so, she sighed once more and opened the dorm room door and headed out for the Entrance Hall where she and Angie would meet.

As Andrea was walking along the corridors, a lot of reasons why she shouldn't go with Angie popped up on her mind along with reasons on why she should too. First of all, Angie's a girl. What would people think if Andrea showed up in front of the steps in Great Hall along with a girl? They would obviously think she 's lesbian or something. But she's already used to people telling her she's a lesbian so why bother worrying? The second reasoning was that she felt uncomfortable of what she was wearing. If Andrea is uncomfortable with things she would likely make an idiot with herself yet she's used to these things so why bother? A lot of reasoning came up on her mind that she didn't even know that she was already in the Entrance Hall. Andrea cleared her mind. She had told herself to calm down and act all cool in this ball since she doesn't want any tears of Angie dropping on the floor this time. Andrea reached the Entrance Hall and Angie was nowhere to be found. Andrea stood uncomfortably while tugging her gown. Her expression cannot be drawn since she was still worrying about her appearance and about what she was going to do in the ball.
 
Angie had put on simple makeup, light eyeshadow and black eyeliner. After she put the dress she borrowed from Andrea on she kept staring at herself in mirror. She didn't understand how Andrea could not be tempted to wear something as cute this dress on the weekends. Probably because it was only for formal events. Angie casted a spell that would make her straight hair slightly wavy. She was supposed to meet Andrea at the Entrance Hall 30 minutes ago. She hurried out of the dorm and said my to JazzyMae, her roommate that wasn't going to Yule Ball.

Angie thought about Andrea all the way to the Entrance Hall. Andrea was only going tbecause she had made Angie cry basically. She felt kind of bad; making Andrea go to the Yule Ball with her even though she really didn't want to. Angie probably would've went anyway even if Andrea said no after she started to cry. She did find it kind of irritating how she wasn't able to connect with Andrea about most of the things she liked. It was very rare when Angie got mad, but it was still very bad whe she did. Angie hadn't been feeling when today so she hoped that no one even Andi irritated her too much. Angie had got to the Entrance Hall and saw Andrea. "Andi!" she called out a waved her arm in the air, so it would be easy for her to Angie when she turned around to see who called her name.
 
Andrea looked around the Entrance Hall in hops to know if Angie had already arrived or not. Unfortunately, Angie was nowhere to be found. Andrea shook her head. She felt the stupidness that surrounded her while she stood outside the Hall companion-less. Andrea's faith was starting to fade as time pass by. Angie was still nowhere to be found. Andi was now doubting if Angie really wants to come. The thought of her boycotting Andrea because of what she had done struck Andrea's brain. Maybe that's why she's so late, She thought. Andrea still kept on looking if Angie was there. She saw professors and students walk in inside the Hall and look at her with their weird expression. Andrea's temper was starting to loose now but she still tried to control it. She had promised herself the earlier day that she would act more promptly to avoid further more accidents that can end up in a serious argument since Angie is very unpredictable. Later on, Angie finally arrived. The basketball inside Andrea's chest shrunk into a small knot. Angie called her name and waved. Andrea waved back and managed to show a little smile. Though, she hoped Angie didn't notice the small nervousness that was joining it. Andrea rarely gets nervous so she wasn't sure if she could handle the situation perfectly. Andrea walked towards Angie's direction. "Hey" She said when she reached her.
 
"You ready to go in?" Angie asked Andrea happily. As she saw students and professors walk inside the Hall she got more excited. She wanted to hook arms with Andrea, but she knew Andrea was still a bit uncomfortable going to the Ball with a girl. "Come on." She said and started to walk towards the Hall. Angie hoped Andrea would at least try to enjoy herself. She knew she didn't want to be here with Angie, but she didn't want her to be a party pooper through the night. When they entered the Hall the orchestra really amazed Angie, and all the decorations. Everybody had nice dresses and were laughing and having fun. Angie really hoped that she would be able to have fun with Andrea here.
 
Andrea smiled encouragingly at Angie, although she wasn't sure it was Angie she needs to encourage. Herself would be the best option though. "Of course" Andrea said with her all-too-appropriate smile plastered on her pale face. Andrea followed as Angie lead the way. For some reasons, Andrea felt like this "Cinderella" person (minus the prince charming and the pumpkin ride, though) but still, she felt like she was this little dog following Angie everywhere. As soon as Andrea realized that, she walked faster and that she was line level with Angie as encouraged herself to have fun. That's what they always say. To have fun in balls. Andrea looked around the room and was suddenly filled with adoration when she noticed the decorations and whatnot. The place was very beautiful and the glee club were very talented too. This made a smile appear on Andrea face. She was glad at least something was turning out her way. She saw the food table, she elbowed Angie encouragingly and said "Come on. I'm hungry", and started walking towards the table full with different kinds of mouth watering food. Andrea picked up the first thing she saw which is her all time favorite: Cupcakes. "Want some?" She said, holding a cupcake in front of Angie. "These cupcakes are damn good" She said, her face lightened with an expression of happiness and amazement.
 
Angie followed Andrea to the table full of food. Andrea offered her a cupcake."No thank you." Angie rejected the pastry politely. Angie grabbed a napkin from the table and wiped frosting from Andrea's cheek. "Don't get too messy okay?" Angie smiled. She didn't want Andi to get the dress her other had worked so hard on making dirty so soon. She grabbed a chocolate chip cookie and took a bite. Cookies were her ultimate weakness. Cake wasn't something she enjoyed as much as she did cookies. "Do you see anyone you know Andi?"
 
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