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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 191

Say Yes to the Dress

Nina

Even though I would have much preferred to be going to the dance with Enzo, I agreed to go with

Justin — but only as friends. As long as I knew that Enzo could still be out there somewhere, I couldn’t

bring myself to let things go any further with Justin. Even if something did happen to Enzo and I really

wouldn’t ever get to see him again, I wasn’t sure if I could even live with myself if I moved on. I loved

Enzo too much to ever move on.

But, regardless, I agreed to go. Jessica and Lori were right when they said that I needed to rest. The

Crescents seemed to be retreating, the town was going back to at least somewhat of a sense of

normalcy, and I felt as though I was on the verge of recreating the antidote. I came close to recreating it

on the night that Justin asked me to the dance, and I was certain that I could crack the code soon so

we could create the antidote in larger quantities and begin distribution to our neighboring towns.

Unfortunately, however, I still couldn’t find Luke; and he was my only link to getting to the werewolf

realm to bring Enzo home. If Myra couldn’t open a portal for me, then Luke was the only other person

who could — or at least who would open a portal willingly. I was pretty sure that Lewis could open

portals, but he certainly wasn’t going to help since he seemed to enjoy being the de facto leader of the

Fullmoons too much. I just wished that I knew where Luke was and why he suddenly disappeared. I

was getting extremely worried about him at this point.

The next morning, I finally admitted to Lori and Jessica that I agreed to go to the dance with Justin.

“I’m so glad, Nina!” Jessica exclaimed. “This will be good for you. You need a night of fun.”

I nodded, staring at the floor. “I just wish it was Enzo,” I whispered, blinking back the tears that began to

form in my eyes.

“You know what?” Lori suddenly chimed in. “The dance is tomorrow, right? So just take a breather until

then, and then I promise we’ll all search for Luke again. Hey, maybe he even went to the werewolf

realm without you. Maybe he’s coming back with Enzo as we speak.”

“Maybe,” I replied, lifting my gaze to meet my friends’. I wasn’t sure if I believed it, but it was a plausible

explanation. It was possible that Luke decided he didn’t want me to be in danger, and decided to go

without me. But that also could have meant that not only Enzo was in danger, but now Luke, too.

“So,” Jessica interjected, clearly wanting to change the subject and get my mind off of things, “what are

you going to wear?”

I could only shrug. “One of my old dresses, I guess,” I replied.

Jessica frowned. Suddenly, she jumped up from the couch and walked over to the door. Lori and I

watched as she slipped her shoes on, then grabbed her coat and her purse from the hook. “Come on,”

she said, almost impatiently. “The clothing store in town reopened. Let’s go.”

It seemed as though I didn’t have much of a choice, so I agreed to go.

…

When we arrived at the clothing store in town, Jessica immediately began dragging me around to all of

the racks in search of a dress. I couldn’t deny the fact that her exuberance made me smile, and soon

enough, I was even having a little fun. It felt just like old times, when the three of us would head to town

on the weekends and shop and drink coffee together. If I really tried hard enough, I could almost

convince myself that things were back to normal and that I could just be a college student again with

my greatest worry being whether or not I would pass midterms.

Eventually, the three of us all had several dresses to try on, and we made our way over to the fitting

rooms.

“You’d both better come out and show me your dresses,” Jessica demanded, causing me to laugh a

little as I stepped into my fitting room and closed the door.

As I undressed, I caught a glimpse of myself for the first time in ages. Lately, ever since my first scar

formed from what Edward did to me, I hadn’t been looking in the mirror very often. After Enzo left, I

didn’t look in the mirror much at all. I hadn’t even really realized it; it just sort of happened. For some

reason, looking at myself made me almost sick. The big, white scar on my belly from Edward’s claws…

The scar left by the bullet that James put in my leg… And there were other, smaller scars, too from all

of the ordeals I had been through. Not only that, but I had also become a little too skinny from hardly

even being able to eat over the past month.

But the biggest scars were the ones in my heart and in my mind.

I took in a shaky breath and turned away from the mirror as I took my clothes off, not wanting to look

any longer. I only turned back around to look at the first dress I tried on: a simple blue mini dress.

But I didn’t like it.

“Hmm… It’s too business-y,” Jessica said when I came out. I nodded in agreement, then went back in

to try on the second dress. This one was bright pink — Jessica had picked it out — and made me

uncomfortable. I didn’t like wearing bright colors. I was a lot more like Lori than Jessica in the fashion

choice department.

Finally, I tried on the third and final dress. It was just a simple black dress that came down to my

ankles. It had long sleeves, perfect for the cold weather, but it also had a low back that scooped down

and looked sexy. And when I came out of the dressing room, both Jessica’s and Lori’s jaws dropped.

“You look hot,” Lori said.xo.com fast update

Jessica nodded in agreement. “Mhm. It hugs your body so well. And the back… I would date you.”

“Hey!” Lori said, smacking Jessica lightly on the arm and causing both of us to laugh. It was nice

seeing my friends acting like themselves, and it admittedly made me feel better, too.

But my smile quickly faded when I looked into the mirror, and standing behind me…

Was the new boy.

He was staring at me, giving me that same strange look. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, either. As we

stared at each other in the mirror, I swore his face began to shift and morph… I knew him. It was Enzo;

it had to be. My eyes widened and I whipped around to face him, but that was when my heart sank —

because it wasn’t Enzo. It was just the new boy, and I had been seeing things again.

Suddenly, before either of us could tear our eyes away, the new girl stormed up to the boy and stood in

front of him with her arms folded across her chest. She glared at me for a long, palpable few moments

before suddenly grabbing the boy by his arm and dragging him out of the store.

I watched them leave, listening to the sound of the bell on the door