Pretty as a picture

The big day had finally arrived! Prom night was upon you, Mary met you and Erin in your house with a chorus of excited chatter before you went to your room. "Alright, pack it up." You threw a sock at Kyle who was hypnotized fighting an eight-armed monster.

"Jerk." Kyle stood and turned ready to throw it back when he suddenly stopped.

"I told you yesterday we'd be using the room all day."

"He can stay if he wants." Mary smiled. Kyle blushed and sat with a flop back into the bean bag chair. You shrug expecting him to become bored very soon.

"Fabulous. Now, Erin, sit here." She sat your sister on your chair as she methodically began taking out the curlers Erin had placed the night before. Kyle obediently took each one placing it in a basket for Mary with a smile. "Do you think you know who is going to like it?"

"I think he might." She smiled warmly as if she was already there in whoever's arms would soon be leading her on the dance floor.

"You know who she's taking? Erin won't tell me." Erin's smile faded part way to shame.

"Of course I met 'em." Mary was great at keeping secrets, making her the ideal person to confide in but not the best person when you're curious about who your sister is taking to prom.

Half an hour into setting your's and Erin's hair, Kyle stayed around getting Mary a drink when she said she was thirsty and getting her another before she could run out of the previous. He was beginning to wear on you a bit when he stayed through the applications of each of your makeup and blissfully watched as Mary painted your face. Thankfully, finally, Mary took him out of the room so you could change.

"Don't you think you should tell me? He should be here tonight right?" You gasped suddenly and dramatically, "Is it a she?" Erin rolled her eyes and stepped into her room silently. "I wouldn't care you know." You barely had to shout through the thin walls to know she heard you, something that constantly annoyed you in the past. "It would be a little hypocritical of me if I did." Still, she revealed nothing.

Knowing you'd get nothing out of her you decided to dress. You slipped into your blue mermaid dress. It's empire waist giving you elegant curves in places yet to develop. You adjusted the sweetheart top feeling the glittering stones that extended downward from the top hem to the knees. You twist and turn to the mirror to assure yourself your dress was not bunching in all the wrong places. You began to feel self-conscious at the sight of your exposed back. In your younger and more male days, you had gone shirtless many times to swim or just play a pick-up game but this felt different, more exposed than ever before. More intimate.

You heard the bell and stepped out of your room and spied Erin around the corner looking anxiously at the living room. "You look amazing so I don't know why you're so nervous." She did, she looked more beautiful than you had ever seen her in her short, dark green, tiered dress, the appliques forming into tiny almost flowers blooming out of a what could be thought of as a vase if it were a solid structure.

"I should have told you sooner." She said apologetically.

"I'm sure whoever it is I'll like him...or her."

She smiled never betraying a clue. "I think you will too." She gave you a final hug before she took a stabilizing breath before holding her head up high and strutting forth.