Perfect

Chapter 3

"You look beautiful" Arthur says.

Arthur always came over at the weekend, even if I was going out he would help me pick an outfit and get ready. He really is my Mr Perfect, I honestly am the luckiest girl in the world.

'Thank you" I say kissing him.

Arthur is the only boy I had ever kissed, I feel totally comfortable around him. I am pretty shy around people and it takes a lot for me to be myself around them. I'm always worrying what people will think of me and hoping they like me.

I am so grateful that Arthur hasn't  pressurised me into having sex with him yet. I know he is the one I am going to give myself to but I'm still not quite  ready. I punished myself mentally everyday  for not being ready and always worried he would find someone else to loose it to. Most boys his age have been having sex for a while now but he always tells me he is waiting for me. We have done stuff over the years but not had sex yet, I am hoping I will feel ready soon.

I wish Arthur would come to these parties with me, I always invite him but he never comes. He says that he doesn't know anyone and would feel uncomfortable. I think its a fair enough reason but I wish he would come and get it know people. At least I would have someone to talk to all evening.  I would love to be able to just spend all weekend with him, watching movies and cuddling together at home. It's honestly my favourite place to be and I feel totally safe and at home with him.

Arriving at Elsies I reluctantly knock on the door. Preparing myself to put on my fake party personality. This involved me getting very drunk so I could be what the girls thought was fun. Without alcohol am I little uptight, I get embarrassed easily and before drinking I would spend the evening in the toilet wishing the party would just end. Alcohol helped me relax, join in on conversations about boys without feeling so embarrassed. It kind of helped me enjoy myself, I'm not a party animal or anything like that, I like to have fun but I would rather be at home than out. My idea of fun was not the same as my friends.

"Happy Birthday" I shriek a little overly excited.

"What are you wearing?" Elsie chuckles, wide eyed as she opens the door.

I had put on my favourite black skinny jeans, they had a tiny rip in on my thigh which I thought was pretty revealing , my favourite black kitten heels & a white blouse.

I'm not even going to reply to that rude remark. I didn't make as much effort at the girls but I felt comfortable in my clothes and that was the most important thing. Following Elsie up to her bedroom all I can smell is her over powering perfume. Daisy is her go to perfume, its gorgeous and I love the smell but she overloads herself with the stuff and its overpowering. I can no longer wear it because it reminds me of her, not something no I want to think about when I'm not with her.

As I walk in her bedroom I am taken back by the mess. There are clothes all over every surface, make- up all on the floor and at least 4 bottles of WKD on the side. Over in the corner of the room I spot Jade, a girl from our group. She is the biggest whore of school, she has an STI check at least weekly and is always very proud of it. We don't  get on that well, I am totally opposite to her and actually hates how she treats herself with no respect.

"Oh my fucking god Lucy, what the fuck are you wearing?" Jade sniggers.

I tug at my shirt, awkwardly adjusting it. "I like my outfit, Arthur helped me pick it"

"Well something tells me perfect Arthur wants you to look like shit at parties, probably so nobody else looks at you, I mean fat chance of that happening" Jade says.

"Wear this" Elsie says. Holding up what can only be described as the shortest red dress in the world, or was it a t-shirt I'm not sure but I do not want to wear it. I am happy in my outfit I really don't see the big deal.

"I'm fine in this honestly" I say.

"Look if you think I'm going to a party at Jasons house with you dressed like that you have got another thing coming. Now its my birthday and you will do what I say" Elsie says.

Reluctantly I walk over and take the dress off Elsie knowing I have no choice but to change into it. I start to walk to the bathroom before Jade steps infront of me blocking my path.

"Change here, we are all girls and we have seen it all before" Staring at me, pure evil in her eyes.

I place the dress on the bed then turn and face the wall. I'm thinking about the best way to change without revealing my body. I do not like people seeing my body, only Arthur and even then I was a little shy.

Kicking off my shoes, I undo my shirt buttons followed by the button and zip on my jeans.My shirt is pretty long so that should cover my bum and allow me to slip the dress on underneath my shirt without revealing anything. I pull down my jeans and turn to get the dress. It's not there, I'm sure I placed it on the bed. I frantically look around covering my body the best I can and see Elsie holding the dress waving it at me.

Im staring hard at Elsie now, I'm pissed off. I start to wonder what has happened to her in the past that has made her such a bitch. She is rarely nice and there's not been a day where she hasn't dug me out. Sad really, sad that she gets pleasure out of putting down another human being.

"All off" she says.

I sigh, no arguments I just remove my shirt and stand there in my bra and knickers. The room fills with laughter, high pitched laughter and I feel so humiliated. They are laughing at me, my body and my lack of chest.

"Oh my god, your chest is like an ironing board, you have put on some weight as well" Elsie laughs.

"No wonder Arthur won't fuck you" Jade says.

These girls are the most nasty, spiteful girls I've every met. They shut me down at every opportunity given and pull me apart bit by bit. I feel disgusting, my body is disgusting and I hate it, I wish I had the bust that Elsie has or the curves that Jade has but instead I'm a flat chested little girl. I know I'm not fat I am tiny, I weigh a tiny 7 stone at 5ft.

I  snatch the dress and quickly put it on. Spotting the drink on the side I walk over to the dressing table and grab the Vodka, I need to drink. Drink will numb the pain and help me get through the night without physically crumbling. I start swigging from the bottle and I can instantly feel the burn, the burn that I know in ten minutes will be totally worth it. That burn will remove all my fear and anxiety of the night ahead.