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natural satellite, always shining bright..."
In less than two hours I'll be meeting my Prince Charming. Okay, maybe that's going a
little overboard. I only have to act like he is for the photos and the four hundred other
people attending prom. After the last song, we can each ride off into our separate
sunsets and never lay eyes on each other again.
A blue convertible zips into the driveway. Kelly's boyfriend is dropping her off since we'll
be riding in style in the limo.
"It's about time," Mom calls to me.
"Be nice, Mother," I warn and step up to greet Kelly at the door.
I move in to give her a hug. She puts down her huge makeup bag and wraps her arms
around me. "You're going to look awesome, Tere."
"Thanks," I murmur into her shoulder.
Mom's standing in the doorway. "Hi, Kelly, come in." I'm glad
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she doesn't make any cracks about Kelly being a receptionist, not a licensed
cosmetologist like Pamela.
We bolt up to my bedroom. Kelly's eager to get started. My nerves are in overdrive, so I
run to the bathroom while she sets up. I splash water on my face and peer into the
mirror. "You can do it," I whisper. It's only one night. In less than twelve hours it'll only
be a memory. "Just don't make it a bad one, Sweet T." I stare at my reflection.
I'm sad that I won't even get to share one dance with Gavin. Even if he isn't my date, I'd
like him to be a part of the experience. He doesn't know the impact he's had on me
these past few months. He's helped me come out of my shell by accepting me for who I
am. He never questioned why I was so shy, never expected more from me than I could
handle. And I can't forget that I shared my first kiss with him, even if it only lasted a
second.
Once I'm out of the bathroom, I flop down at my desk that Kelly has set up as her
makeup station.
The smile on Kelly's face shrinks when she looks at me. "What's wrong?"
"It's pointless," I say and sigh.
"What?" She lays out a few eye-shadow brushes on my desk.
"Even though I love the winning song, I still wish I was going with someone else.
Someone that I know. That's all."
"Could it be the kid from your English class?" She raises her eyebrows.
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"Yes." I look down at my freshly manicured toes, painted pink with New Horizons polish.
I chose this color, hoping it'd give me good luck. I must be pretty desperate if I'm
getting my fortunes off of nail polish bottles. "He's the one going to see Speed Bump
tonight."
"Right, that could be a problem." Kelly dips a cotton ball into a bottle of cleanser and
wipes my skin. "Exactly."
She pulls out a powder brush and stops short. "Unless ..." A huge smile overpowers her
face.
"Unless what?" I perk up like she might be the sole owner of a real crystal ball.
"Oh, this is brilliant," she squeals.
"What?"
"Why don't we swing by the concert before the prom and lure Gavin out of there?" She
runs the powder brush over my face. I cough.
"No, I'm serious," she continues. "We've got the limo to drive us around."
"But what if he doesn't want to leave the show?" I slide my silver bracelet up my arm as
far as it will go. And what, if Gavin does come with us? How would Moon Guy feel being
the third wheel? Even if he is the biggest freak on Earth, he still deserves to be my date.
After all, he won fair and square. Just thinking about whether he's a nerd, a jock, or an
underwear model is totally playing with my head. The anticipation is overwhelming. But
it's
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only a three-hour event. People have survived a lot worse. I immediately think of Helen
Keller. She spent most of her life in the dark. I'm only spending one night.
"After he sees you all dressed up, trust me, he'll want to leave." No one has ever had so
much confidence in me. It's scary.
"I dunno." I slump my shoulders.
"Well, think about it. Now close your eyes." Kelly applies liner to my top lids. If I could
keep my eyes closed for the rest of the night, I'd be fine. That way I wouldn't have to
read people's expressions when they find out that I, Tere Adams, am Sweet T. I know
Helen would say be happy with who you are, but the concept of self-esteem is all so
new to me. I've never been the guest of honor before. I'm always one with the
wallpaper.
For the next few minutes neither of us says anything. Kelly's busy designing my mask,
and I'm playing twenty questions with my nerves. Will the bathroom be close by? Can
you guarantee my stomach won't give way when I'm called onto the stage? Will I tuck my
underwear into the back of my dress by mistake? Should I take a detour to the Speed
Bump concert and kidnap Gavin?
Mom pokes her head .in the room. "How are you doing, girls?"
"Making good time," Kelly says.
I look up. Mom's dressed already. She has on a red shimmery halter that stops at her
knees. "I like your dress, Mom."
"Thanks. I couldn't decide on the color. I also brought it home in white and aqua."
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"Definitely red," I say.
"Yes, it's beautiful." Kelly gives her the thumbs-up. "And Tere's going to look gorgeous.
You're quite a team."
"Great," Mom says. "Just make sure to keep it bright. She can look a little pale at times."
Wait until I puke, I'll look really pale then.
Mom peeks into Kelly's makeup bag. "Ohh, I like this one." She points to one of the
blushes.
I roll my eyes. "Okay, Mom. Kelly has it all under control."
"I know. I was talking about for me." She dips the tip of her finger into the container and
tries the reddish-brown color out on her hand. "This is my first prom, too, you know."
I'm so glad Rob is taking her to dinner first or I'm positive she would've ridden to the
hotel in the limo with us.
Kelly tells her to pick out whatever she wants to use for herself. Mom takes advantage of
that and heads to her room with a few samples.
Maybe Kelly is right. Maybe I should go to the concert, bust open the front door, and
sweep Gavin into the limo--it's so movie star--like. But at the same time Gavin never
asked me to the prom. For all I know he could be slamming with another girl in the
mosh pit. Moon Guy is waiting for me, and any guy who can write lyrics like "The Moon
Stops for You" has my vote.
"Thanks for the offer, Kelly, but I'm going to stick with the contest winner tonight," I say.
"I owe it to the station. To my listeners."
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