wind whisperer

Our room is nice, no I take that back. Our room is the like the effing penthouse, I have never stayed in such a huge room. When we walked in all I could do is staring around the room with my mouth open. I walked around the sweet, “holy sh-“Mrs. Silverwood cut me off,
“Nice isn’t it?” she asked pausing to set down her stuff “now go get washed up, and meet me back here when you are done” I nodded looking around the room, a large couch sat in front of a plasma screen T.V, which was currently hanging over a warm looking fire place, the room its self was a beige color. “let’s get going, we have to talk about school tomarrow” Mrs. Silverwood showed me out of the room, “your room the one on the left.” She chirped before walking into another room leaving me to wonder of the room. I walked into the first door on the left and stopped. The room was an warm white color, it wasn’t too big or too small, in the center of the room stood a large bead filled with inviting looking pillows and warm looking blankets on top, next to it stood a wooden night stand, and near the corner of the room stood a wooden wardrobe, the rest of my room was complete with a fire place an plasma screen T.V and complementary chocolates. Fighting the urge to run and flop onto the bed I walking into the bathroom.
Once I got out of the shower I felt better. Finding some cloths in my bag, I threw them on and walked out of my room. Then walked into the kitchen to see Mrs. Silverwood dressed in a dark dress, “wow Mrs. Silverwood!” I said looking at her, she smiled at me. “Are we going somewhere?” I asked
“well I just figured that because this is our last night together that we could go out somewhere” she said
“oh..” I murmured looking down at myself; I had on faded blue jeans with holes in the knees and an old top. “I don’t think that I have anything to wear” she smiled at me,
“I think that I might just have something that you can wear” I looked at her, and then sighed “ok” god knows how much stuff she carries around in that bag. “Just wait a few minutes I’ll be right back” I nodded and sat down, flipping on a T.V that sat above the stove.
When Mrs. Silverwood came back I was busy watching Austin Powers. Giggling I looked up at Mrs. Silverwood. “oh my” I said eyeing her, in her hands she had a bag of what looked like clothing and in the other she had a massive shopping bag. “what are you going to do with that?” I asked, she gave me a little smile.
“well we are going to a nice dinner, and its only four thirty, so I thought that we could prepare” I noticed that she had changed back into her normal uniform . I let out a theatrical sigh and said “fine” I mean she’s like sixty what’s the most she can do?
I was wrong, she is old and she still can do a lot. Mrs. Silverwood got fancy with the tweezers, and the hair products, and the makeup. “Are we done?” I asked. she looked at me
“yes ill have to help you into your dress though”
“ok” I said getting up out of the chair, as Mrs. Silverwood dug though the other bag she had brought with her, she took out something wrapped in white tissue paper, then she took out some dainty looking pink shoes with a slight heel. Mrs. Silverwood took the dress carefully out of the tissue paper as I pulled off my shirt careful not to damage my hair. Mrs. Silverwood carefully unfolded a pink dress and held it out to me to step into, quickly I stepped into the dress, and she zipped the back up. Then stood back to look at me, a smile tugged at her lips, she turned around and said “let’s find you a mirror.”
"theres one in my room" i said
“then let’s go have a look”
we shuffled down the hall to my room, quietly I walked over to the mirror. Then stopped dead, and let my mouth droop. My hair had been let down from its frizzy mess and put into quite waves, and the dress it had pink shivery looking strips of fabric going traveling across my body, the dress its self had no straps, and the bottom of the dress was made of a soft see through pink materiel. In other words I looked gorgeous nothing like my usual self. I could have stood there staring at myself for ever but Mrs. Silverwood came in and said “were going to have to get going soon”
“ I need pictures” I declared, Mrs. Silverwood smiled, I hurried over to my bag and pulled out my camera, giving it to her. “ ok take some pictures of me, then we can both be in the same picture”
“ok” I looked at the camera and gave it a huge smile as she clicked a picture “ok now you get over here!”
“ok let me just see how to work this thing” she said looking at the camera pressing random buttons “ok I got it on timer!” she said hurrying over, both of us plastered on smiles as the camera took a smile, “ I think that it’s going to take one more” I said the camera flashed again, “crap!” I said laughing
“ok were done” Mrs. Silverwood said.
“Alright lets go” I said grabbing my camera “do you have something that I can carry this in?”
“you can use my purse”
“ok” I smiled and both of us walked out of the room. wondering what the night had instore for us. something in the back of my mind buzzed and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, making me look around one last time. i shook my head your just being parinoid i thought to myself and walked out of the room.