Finding B

Chapter 49- You're Insufferable.

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"How about no?" I say crossing my arms leaning back into my desk.

"It's a yes and you have no choice, it's a nice dress and you'll look very pretty in it," Mum tells me as she hangs the dress up smoothing it out. She smiles at me as I give her a dead look. "Ashleys wearing a dress isn't that good enough? Plus that is not my style." I wrinkle my nose.

"Ah yes I forget you love the emo look," She remarks crossing her own arms. "No, I want my girls to match how cute would that be?" I laugh at that shaking my head before walking into my closet.

"First of all I don't do cute, second of all its not 'emo' if we are being specific its grunge and I can still look nice and not have to wear that dress."

"What's so wrong with the dress? I love it!" Ashley comments overhearing our conversation I glance back to see her running a hand down the skirt. "Perfect! You wear it." They both roll their eyes at me. "and to answer your question for starters it floral"

"So? You have a pair of black jeans with a flower embroidered up the leg. That's floral!" Ashley snaps back with a grin now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "I'm still not wearing it so Ash you can have it." Ashley squeals not waiting for another second as she grabs it taking it to her room.

"Now wait a minute! Bailey, what are you going to wear?" Mum whines as I grin. "Well let's see what I have then"

"Fine! At least pick something with some colour!" She begs plopping down on the corner of my bed as I lift items of clothing eyeing them before hanging them back up. God, you'd think all I wear is black! Why is there something wrong with that anyway? Sure the majority of my clothing is some form of black or grey, but there were red's, blues, yellows sure they weren't the brightest of colours but I left that to Freya or Ashley.

"The best I can give you is a skirt no promises about bright colours though. Plus the majority of the time I'll be wearing that god awful graduation robe and hat," I shudder at the thought of having to wear that your insane if you think someone can pull that off. She sighs heavily "Fine but hurries up we only have a couple of hours to get ready!"

10 minutes later I have my outfit slung over my arm with a grin "Mum! I need help!" Ashley calls from her room. She tells me she'll be back soon and rushes off. It had only been a week since Sam had broken up with her she acted like she was fine but I could see through her facade.

After all, as someone who always acted as if she was ok for her entire life it was easy to see someone doing the same.

I quickly change into my outfit a black off the shoulder long sleeve top, with black fishnet tights and a dark green and black plaid tennis skirt. I rummage around before pulling out my ankle-high boots; I slip them on before sitting down at my desk. Pulling my hair back I tie it into a low pony getting it out of my way, before spraying on some perfume. I pull out my makeup just as mum walking back in.

"Not too much! let me see that outfit" I sigh tutting before standing up and facing her, whilst smoothing out my skirt. "You don't have a brighter skirt?" She asks I frown opening my mouth to complain but she grins, "I'm messing with you, you look great as always now hurry up do you need help with your hair?"

"You'd think we'd be going to a school dance or something it's just graduation" I chuckle shaking my head "And no I'm keeping it straight," I tell her she nods leaving. I turn back to the mirror deciding to make her happy I kept it simple, wearing only eyeliner and my red lip no eyeshadow. Untying my hair I brush it out it now fell to the top of my shoulder blades.