I Can Go Get My Knife

7

Narrator's POV:

The tradition of coming out parties has passed for a many of people. Annaleigh however loves the idea of being the center of attention at her own coming out party.

Annaleigh's POV:

Everything was coming along perfectly. Planning for the party was going great. I've saved every penny to make this the party of the year.

I have honestly never been one to really celebrate my birthdays so I decided to through a coming out party. This party was celebrating my becoming an adult now at the legal drinking age. As well as coming out as bisexual to my friends and family.

Glancing down at my check list I realize I have one last thing to do; find the perfect dress. Thankfully I already knew exactly what dress I wanted and where to go to get it.

The list is set down on the passengers seat as I pull out from my driveway. Not twenty minutes later I'm pulling in front of the store. Putting my car in park I shut it off and make my way inside.

A kind woman a little older than me asks if she can help me. I pull out my phone showing her a picture of the dress I'm looking for. A big smile crosses her lips and she brings me over to where the dress is being held.

"Would you like to try to it on?" She questions.

I nod my head. She takes me over to the fitting room. It doesn't take but a few minutes to get out of my clothes and into the dress.

I step out of the room. She motions over to a wall of mirrors. I make my way to them and climb onto the little step up.

The dress looks beautiful. I know right away it's my dress. There's just a few places that need to be taken in and the cup area needs to be let out.

The woman noticed this and assures me that this can easily be fixed.

"You look stunning." Comes a sexy feminine voice.

My head whips around. Standing there is a gorgeous woman that has blonde hair with pink tips. She takes her time scanning my body with her eyes.

"I hope you're buying the dress." She comments.

"I am." I inform her. 

"I'm Willow." She says stepping so close to me that if I leaned down our lips would me.

"Annaleigh." I tell her.

Willow steps on her tip toes. Her lips press against mine. My eyes slip closed.

"Miss?"

Looking around I see only the attendant and another woman. Willow has disappeared. She introduces me to the seamstress.

The seamstress sets to work pining the dress. They reassure that the work will be completed in time for my party. I tell the women to ring up the dress.

She takes me to the register. The purchase is complete. Before I take my leave I tell her.

"I'll be back for a fitting soon."

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