5.Giant sparkly peach and fastest panda

I'm tired and want to go home and sleep. I miss my bed. What if there is a charity ball? I can put on some dress and go. But no Mama and Kristina want me to try all the dresses in the shop.

They want to find the perfect dress for me. I love shopping but not when you are trying dresses for the past 2hours and each dress weighs a ton. My body is aching with trying all the dresses.

But no, mama and Kristina they find one dress too revealing while another too conservative. One making me look too big for my age and the other making me look childish. One is too blue or one has too many ruffles. I think they are excited because this is the first time I'm attending a business party or event. They want me to look my best.

After trying millions of dresses they both agreed on a scalloped white lace off-the-shoulder short sleeves with peach tulle floor length long ball gown with lace appliqued hemline and court train. It looks lovely, but it weighs as much as an elephant. But I didn't dare speak up, I don't want to try dresses for another hour or so. At last, they both agreed on this dress.

The next day at school during lunch, I'm sitting with Ryan and Sophie in the cafeteria at our usual place.

"Ryan, Are you coming to the charity ball this weekend?" I asked Ryan. I may feel bored at the party. I don't even know what they do at a charity ball.

"Duh, My Dad is hosting it and I think you should also come with us, Sophie." He said looking at Sophie. Oh, that clears the doubts about why mom and dad are okay with taking me to the party. And why Kristina is fretting about finding my perfect dress.

"Charity ball!! I never attended one. I will come. But you guys know about my curfew!!" Sophie asked with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, I will make sure to send you home in time," I assured her.

Sophie came over to my place and we got ready for the ball. I wore my peach-coloured tulle dress and straightened my wild curls and tied it into a high bun and placed pearl clips to hold my bun in place. While Sophie wore a purple-coloured floor-length dress with a beaded bodice and sweetheart neckline complimenting her olive skin.

After reaching the venue. I sat at a table with Sophie and sipping my Raspberry frizzy. After coming I came to know that these business events are so boring except for the food. My parents introduced me to some of their clients and friends. We even posed for the press.

After introducing me to everyone. Dad and Robert went to speak business with some delegates. While mama and Emilia are busy chatting with the other ladies.

I thought I'm the one overdressed but I can see people who are dressed like me. But the difference is they can carry their dress with ease and poise where I'm feeling like I'm dragging a tractor with me.

Ryan came wearing a deep blue suit.

"This party is so boring. Come, let's go and dance. Who wants to dance with me first?" He asked excitedly.

"You know that I can't dance, you guys go ahead,"  Sophie said sipping her drink. It's not like she can't dance but she is a shy and reserved girl. But when she is with me and Ryan she will turn into the most fun-loving girl you've ever seen.

I went with Ryan to the dance floor. Only a few people are present on the dance floor. It was fun to dance with Ryan. Joking around, making funny expressions, and doing weird dance moves. Trying to step on each other's feet.

I can see the guests looking at us and giving us weird looks, but who cares. I glanced at my parents and Ryan's parents and they are smiling at our antics. So if they are not bothered then I don't care about the others.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and stood face to face with Jason. He was extending his hand in a black suit and crisp white shirt where the top 2buttons were left open giving a peak of his toned body.

"Can I have a dance with the most beautiful girl in the room?" he asked in a perfect gentleman way.

I giggled in response and gave a nod to Ryan. I placed my hand in Jason's. I smiled at him and asked, "Are you impressed seeing my feet stomping skills that you came yourself to experience it?"

Jason placed one hand around my waist and another held my hand in his. He moved effortlessly go the music pulling me with him.

"I'm pulled by a great force to see your dancing skills. Before stepping on my feet just think what happens if I step on your precious dress" he said with an evil smirk. That threat is enough to halt my feet stomping plans.

He looked me in the eye and said: "You look like a giant sparkly peach. Do you know that? I feel like I'm going blind because of your dress."

"And you look like the fattest panda I have ever seen." I retorted.

"This is not fat darling, these are my muscles and girls die to be near me, you should consider yourself lucky having a dance with me".

"Cocky much? I'm not one of those dumb girls, who don't have a better job than fangirling over you."

He left my hand and pulled the pearl clips holding my bun. Soon my hair came loose. He slipped the clips into his pocket.

"What are you doing? Is this why you asked me to dance with you? You just want to mess my hair right?" My face felt hot with anger, It took me a hell of a lot of time to make that bun and my upper arms are still paining for all the trouble I took.

"You look good with your hair open, and you remind me of the ghost I saw in the movie last night," he said smirking.

"I so wish to be a ghost and haunt you for the rest of your life." I glared at him wishing to burn him.

"Oh so even after death, you don't want to give up on me. Your level of  stalking is more dangerous than those girls who hover around me all the time."

"Jason, Can I tell you a secret earlier I saw you from behind and thought you are a waiter? You should check the waiter's dress code and get your dress accordingly" I gave a mocking smile to him waiting for his retort.

But his gaze shifted to something behind me and his face immediately brightened up. I turned back to see Jessica in a black sparkly sequin open back dress with high thigh slit and lace appliqued V necklace with spaghetti straps and she looked HOT with that bright red lipstick and a smokey eye.

"Go your girlfriend is searching for you. I don't want to deal with her jealousy now." I can already bet that she is scowling at me.

"Come on. She isn't jealous. There is no reason for her to be." He replied smiling.

"Go and ask her yourself." Saying I left him alone on the dance floor and went to join my friends back.

I noticed that Jason and Jessica are now dancing to slow music. They looked great together looks wise and their crappy personality is a cherry on top.

Now we three musketeers don't have any other work to do except stuffing ourselves with all the food available.

"Guys I have to go, It's way past my curfew. I will take a cab and go" said Sophie standing up.

"No, I will ask the driver to drop you," I told her. I went with Ryan to send off Sophie. We pushed past drunk businessmen and gossiping high-class ladies and made our way outside to the parking.

After waving goodbye to Sophie, we walked back to our table. The party continued for a few more hours. But nothing worth mentioning happened because my tormentor sneaked out with his girlfriend.

I walked back with my parents in our car. The Browns are going to leave after seeing all the guests off. But Kristina told my parents to get going seeing my tired sleepy face. I just want to go back home, change out of this dress to my PJs, and sleep on my bed. Sleep is my other best friend. My parents are discussing some new projects and I dozed off to sleep in the car backseat.

I woke up startled hearing a blaring horn and screeching sound of tires against the asphalt. I look around to see a huge truck swerve into the wrong lane and had rammed our car with great force from the side.

I felt my body sway with sudden impact. And our car began to somersault in the air and landed upside down. My mind went numb seeing our car rollover. The glasses are shattered and pelted upon me. There was this strong smell of chemicals and faintly the smell of gasoline in the air.

Tears came out of my eyes as I felt a sharp pain in my left hand and my ribs. Multiple glass shards engraved wounds on my body.

Panic began to clog my throat. I wanted to shout out loud but I'm not able to. My lips were still moving, but soundlessly. I turned my head to see mama unconscious in the shotgun, blood flowing on the side of her face.

I can hear panic-filled dad's voice calling me and mama from the driver's seat. I want to reply to him that I'm okay but still no word came out of me. It's like I am frozen, and more tears spilled out of my eyes. The car is surrounded by smoke and I couldn't see anything clear.

The side of my head started to hurt like hell...I felt something wet on my forehead, I raised my hand to touch it and was shocked to see the hot blood on my fingers. Soon my vision turned hazy and darkness engulfed me.