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classes, I didn't even go home. Emily said she would help me get ready. She had a knack for fashion and getting ready at her dorm room made it even easier for Gabe to avoid seeing me all dressed up. He would wonder where I was going and start to ask questions. I wouldn't be able to lie to his face.
    My nerves were starting to kick in. I didn't know where Christian was taking me; the only detail he gave me was to be ready by seven. I couldn't stop thinking about what tonight might be like. The only dates I ever went on in high school were to the movies, and I’m pretty sure those don't even count. Everything was completely different now. We were older, standards were higher, more was expected, and I had more responsibilities—a lot more than most people my age.
    Emily lived in the suites in one of the underclassmen dorms. As a junior, she and her suitemates didn't have a high enough lottery number to get into the townhouses. I've never had the chance to live on campus. There have been a few weekends where I stayed with Emily and tried to pretend I knew what campus life was like. I envied Emily for that. It wasn't an option for me. It never was.
    When I arrived at her room, the door was propped open. Knocking slightly, I could hear her yell for me to come in. I walked in and  I took a look around.  Her entire side of the room had outfits laid out accordingly. The curling iron was on, and make-up was spread out across her desk.
    “Are you ready to get beautiful? I mean, you already are, but you know what I mean.” Emily could hardly talk. I could tell she was beaming with excitement. She was more thrilled about this than I was. Like me, she also thought Christian was incredibly gorgeous. Neither of us ever thought one of us would have the chance.
    “I guess so. It's so cold out, though. I don't know what I should wear.” I looked around at some of the options she had laid out.
    “You are such a baby when it comes to the cold weather!”
    “I can’t help it! I swear I belong in the south.”
    “Don’t we all? How do you want your hair? It’s so long. I can do curls. I can put it up? It’s completely up to you.”
    “Can I figure out what I’m wearing first? Then I’ll decide on my hair.”
    “Sure. I have a few things out, and, um, please don’t kill me.” She paused.
    “A few things? It looks like you could fill an entire closet with all of these clothes! But, um, what did you do?”
    “I may have sort of told my roommate about your date. But before you say anything, I really liked this one outfit of hers, and I knew she wouldn't let me borrow it unless I told her what it was for.” Emily was talking a mile a minute to get all the words out before I could interrupt her.
    I had a feeling this might happen because if Emily gets really excited about something, she had to tell everyone about it. It wasn't even on purpose; she just couldn't help it.
    “What outfit?” I said back with a slight attitude, and I placed my hands on my hips.
    Walking toward the far corner of the room, Emily stood with her back to me and picked up a dress from her bed. Turning around she held it up to the light.
    “Tell me this isn't perfect.” She grinned and watched for me to make a reaction.
    She was right. The dress was perfect. It was three-quarter sleeved, which would prevent me from getting too cold. The top layer was lace patterned with a solid green underneath, which made it classy but also casual.
    “It would go great with your green eyes, and I have black tights and tall boots that would match perfectly!” Her eyes were lit up with excitement. Grabbing it from her hands, I placed it down on the bed beside me and started to undress. Slipping it on, I stared at myself in the full body mirror. Emily sat there biting her lip, impatiently waiting to hear what I thought of the dress.
    “I think this might be it. I love it!”
    “Knew you would!” She jumped off of the bed and ran over to the bathroom. “Now the next