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stare out the window. He pulled her into his arms. "OK. I'm sorry. I know you're right." He kissed her temple and her rigid body relaxed against him. "Hey, Ella? Would you go to the winter formal with me?"
Ella gasped and drew away from him. Her cheeks colored prettily. "Oh Nicholas! I'd love to! But you know I can't. They never let me go anywhere."
Nicholas smirked. "Well, don't ask. We'll just do it."
She began to tremble. The prospect of defying them in this way, to go to the dance at all, let alone with Nicholas… It terrified her. Yet, at the same time, it excited her to think of an evening spent dancing in his arms.
"But… How would we get there? And… And… What would we wear? Oh I don't know, Nicholas…"
He cupped her face in his hands. "Shhh… Settle down, princess," he teased. "Somebody from school will pick us up, I'm sure. And as for what to wear, well let's be creative!"
She pondered briefly. "There are a ton of the twins' old clothes in the attic. Maybe I can be creative. Repurpose old stuff into a new beautiful gown."
Nicholas beamed. "That's the spirit," he said.
***
Ella rose early and stole up the attic. She quietly rooted around until she found the trash bags full of Brittany and Lexi's cast off clothing. It amazed her to find scads of designer items, some with the tags still on them. She found dresses galore that could easily be altered to fit her. Her eyes widened when she came upon a silky periwinkle dress that had once belonged to Brittany. And then she found a tacky fluffy dress thing, made of shimmering silver material and accented with glittering white tulle that was Lexi's size. The garments were both wretchedly gaudy and poorly cut. But Ella knew she could refashion them into a thing of beauty.
She took the dresses back downstairs and tucked them under her bed. Then she rushed to do her morning chores.
Ella raced through her day, eager to return to her room under the veil of night and make her dress. She scarcely noticed the twins' shenanigans of the day and ignored their rude remarks and evil stares entirely. All she could think of was Nicholas and the dance. And creating her gown.
Finally, when the house slept again, Nicholas returned to her room. He chuckled when she showed him what she'd selected. But then he watched her as she skillfully cut and sewed. In no time, a gown fit for a queen had been created. Or at least, fit for a princess.
"Wow, Ella," he marveled as she held the dress against herself as if to model it. "I can't believe it. You're very talented! And you're going to be the most beautiful princess at the ball."
Ella giggled. It cracked her up how he always kidded that she was a princess.
***
When Nicholas snuck into her room the next night, he was carrying a box which he handed to her. "At my last place, I had a job, so I have a little money saved up," Nicholas said. "I saw these in a window downtown and had to get them for you. They're perfect for your dress."
Ella gasped and peered up at him. She couldn't even recall the last time she'd received a gift of any kind. And certainly never from a handsome boy. She removed the box's lid.
Inside a pair of shoes lay nestled in tissue paper.
They were high heels with a shimmering silver bottom. Made of clear plastic, they looked like glass. The heels were accented with glitter and faux diamonds. They were beautiful and he was correct; perfect for her dress.
She threw her arms around him. "Oh Nicholas! I can't believe you did this for me. Thank you!" Emotion bubbled up inside her and she both laughed, and cried.
Chapter 12
T he day of the dance arrived. The air at school was dreary. It had been a rough week at Faraway High. First, everyone had been stunned by the arrest of Zoe Locke. As if that wasn't enough, the very next day, another classmate had gone missing at the field trip
Ella gasped and drew away from him. Her cheeks colored prettily. "Oh Nicholas! I'd love to! But you know I can't. They never let me go anywhere."
Nicholas smirked. "Well, don't ask. We'll just do it."
She began to tremble. The prospect of defying them in this way, to go to the dance at all, let alone with Nicholas… It terrified her. Yet, at the same time, it excited her to think of an evening spent dancing in his arms.
"But… How would we get there? And… And… What would we wear? Oh I don't know, Nicholas…"
He cupped her face in his hands. "Shhh… Settle down, princess," he teased. "Somebody from school will pick us up, I'm sure. And as for what to wear, well let's be creative!"
She pondered briefly. "There are a ton of the twins' old clothes in the attic. Maybe I can be creative. Repurpose old stuff into a new beautiful gown."
Nicholas beamed. "That's the spirit," he said.
***
Ella rose early and stole up the attic. She quietly rooted around until she found the trash bags full of Brittany and Lexi's cast off clothing. It amazed her to find scads of designer items, some with the tags still on them. She found dresses galore that could easily be altered to fit her. Her eyes widened when she came upon a silky periwinkle dress that had once belonged to Brittany. And then she found a tacky fluffy dress thing, made of shimmering silver material and accented with glittering white tulle that was Lexi's size. The garments were both wretchedly gaudy and poorly cut. But Ella knew she could refashion them into a thing of beauty.
She took the dresses back downstairs and tucked them under her bed. Then she rushed to do her morning chores.
Ella raced through her day, eager to return to her room under the veil of night and make her dress. She scarcely noticed the twins' shenanigans of the day and ignored their rude remarks and evil stares entirely. All she could think of was Nicholas and the dance. And creating her gown.
Finally, when the house slept again, Nicholas returned to her room. He chuckled when she showed him what she'd selected. But then he watched her as she skillfully cut and sewed. In no time, a gown fit for a queen had been created. Or at least, fit for a princess.
"Wow, Ella," he marveled as she held the dress against herself as if to model it. "I can't believe it. You're very talented! And you're going to be the most beautiful princess at the ball."
Ella giggled. It cracked her up how he always kidded that she was a princess.
***
When Nicholas snuck into her room the next night, he was carrying a box which he handed to her. "At my last place, I had a job, so I have a little money saved up," Nicholas said. "I saw these in a window downtown and had to get them for you. They're perfect for your dress."
Ella gasped and peered up at him. She couldn't even recall the last time she'd received a gift of any kind. And certainly never from a handsome boy. She removed the box's lid.
Inside a pair of shoes lay nestled in tissue paper.
They were high heels with a shimmering silver bottom. Made of clear plastic, they looked like glass. The heels were accented with glitter and faux diamonds. They were beautiful and he was correct; perfect for her dress.
She threw her arms around him. "Oh Nicholas! I can't believe you did this for me. Thank you!" Emotion bubbled up inside her and she both laughed, and cried.
Chapter 12
T he day of the dance arrived. The air at school was dreary. It had been a rough week at Faraway High. First, everyone had been stunned by the arrest of Zoe Locke. As if that wasn't enough, the very next day, another classmate had gone missing at the field trip
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