“Um, where is it?” He runs his fingers through his curls.
Amelia breaks away from staring. “Just a second.” She retrieves a pen and paper from her purse and quickly writes down their address. She manages to hand it to him without gaping into his eyes. “If you can make it that would be cool, if not, I understand.”
He winks at her while shoving the note in his pocket and walks away. Oh my. She can’t stop herself from watching him as he marches in the other direction. To where? She doesn’t know. Heaven, perhaps. The way the sun reflects off his body, casting a shadow of a perfect silhouette, can only mean that he’s a Greek god. As the wind dances through his curly locks, he reaches up and strategically moves a strand away from his face. Strangely, Amelia’s feet have become immovable, but she’s happy to enjoy the view as she stands there like a fool.
“You can stop drooling now. He’s gone,” Eli jokes.
She snaps out of it. “Shut up!” she yells, embarrassed.
Of course Eli teases her all the way home. But she doesn’t care. She’s prayed with every part of her that Aaron would show up. He’s the only person she cares to see now. She just wants to be around him and doesn’t care that he has a girlfriend. Of course she won’t stand in the way of his relationship, but if she can at least be his friend, then that will be good enough for her. When they get home, she rushes upstairs and jumps into the shower. She wants to look perfect for the party…and for her new guest. After her shower she combs her naturally curly hair, puts on some makeup, and sprays on the new perfume Eli gave her. She bought an all-white dress with light-blue silk borders a few weeks ago that fits perfectly and comes to right above her knees. She loves the way the soft material feels on her skin.
She puts a white flower clip on the right side of her hair to add a little kick to the outfit and dons the pretty bracelet Leona gave her. She can already hear people laughing downstairs. She hadn’t realized the time, but it took her two hours to get ready.
At the top of the stairs, she glances around the room and admires the gathering there just for her. As she makes her way down, she can hear the whispers fade as everyone stops and stares at her. To keep her balance, she holds on to the post and tries not to concentrate on all the eyes gawking at her. With her face feeling hot and her palms sweating, she hopes she put on enough makeup…and deodorant.
“Happy birthday!” everyone shouts as she finally reaches the bottom.
“Thank you!” She blushes. As she works her way through the crowd to greet everyone, she can’t help but appreciate the attention. She’s also never had so many people compliment her looks.
“You look all right,” Eli jokes as Navid laughs.
“Ha ha!” Amelia laughs sarcastically as everyone heads to the backyard. When she steps out, she’s blown away by the enchantment. A perfect sunset over the horizon make the occasion more intimate and she loves the white lights covering the trees and bushes. In the center of the yard stands a long table covered with white lace. The food looks great and is evenly spread out. White lanterns hang right above the dance floor, and the chairs are all white with blue and purple bows tied to the backs. It almost looks like someone is getting married.