Prompt for the shirbert week: ball
(Shirbert week - day four)
To celebrate the end of the school year and to mark graduation, Miss Stacey had managed to convince the committee to hold a ball in the town hall. It had been decorated with streamers and flowers and the finest orchestra in Avonlea. Everything had gone into this to make it the best night for Avonlea’s youth.
Anne could barely contain her excitement as she and Diana entered. Matthew had even bought her a new dress for the occasion despite Marilla’s complaints of him spoiling Anne (but secretly she was proud of everything Anne had achieved).
Unfortunately, the ball was not what Anne was expecting. She had hoped for a grand moment where heads turned as she walked in, but so far no one had even looked around. Except for one person that Anne didn’t see, Gilbert.
Instead, Anne found herself stood on the outside watching everyone dance. Josie Pye had smugly grinned at Anne as she walked by arm in arm with Billy Andrews - as if Anne was supposed to be jealous she was with Billy Andrews ?
“Wouldn’t want to end up an old maid.” Josie had said the other day, turning her nose up at Anne. She’d refused to let Josie Pye get the better of her.
Diana had been swept away from her almost immediately, being asked to dance by Moody and then almost every boy in Anne’s class.
Ruby stood beside Anne, her gaze fixed on a certain boy across the room. “He hasn’t even looked over at me. Or asked me to dance.”
Anne followed her gaze to see Gilbert stood in the corner of the room, talking to one of the other boys. “I’m sure he just doesn’t feel like dancing.” She shrugged, trying not to think about the fact that she also hasn’t been asked by anyone to dance.
“Isn’t this marvelous?” Diana appeared before them, cheeks flushed from dancing.
“It is if you’re asked to dance.” Ruby sniffled, folding her arms.
Diana put her hand on Ruby’s arm reassuringly, “Don’t worry, it’s still early.”
Anne’s eyes grew wide with worry as she caught sight of Charlie Sloane walking towards them. She’d been purposely avoiding him throughout the school year, for some reason he had become fond of her and kept trying to speak to her or sit near her whenever he got the chance. He was a nice enough boy, but he was far from Anne’s romantic ideal.
“Hello, Anne.” He stood in front of her, smiling nervously.
“Hi…” she really hoped he wasn’t about to-
“Would you like to dance?”
“Uh…” she panicked looking over at Diana and Ruby who were smiling encouragingly.
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