Be There In Twenty

Professor Pops held out his hands. I took them, and he gently twirled me. "You look exquisite, Snow. Like a fiery dream."

I blushed, enjoying the compliment.

Seven heads peeked into my bedroom. They'd come back up the stairs, but I hadn't heard them.

"Holy wow," Heathcliff said.

The others nodded their approval.

I found Gabe. "Gorgeous."

"Get," Professor Pops scolded, shooing them from the room. They reluctantly left, and I heard them tramp down the stairs like a herd of sweet elephants.

I walked over to the full-length mirror, and my heart raced faster. The girl in the mirror looked older, more mature. Like a woman.

"The mask will arrive later this afternoon. I'll have one of the boys bring it over," Professor Pops said, choking up.

I turned to him. "What's wrong?" I asked.

He shook his head, clearing his throat. "I am honored to know you, Snow White." He bowed, and my heart lurched.

Why did he do that? The words from the vampire queen filtered through my mind.