Kane's Rose

Chapter 2

Hey Guys! I wanted to thank you all for the wonderful comments and support you have given. Seeing this has made me so happy. I hope you this installment of Kane's Rose. I am shocked this story has had so many reads in only three days and it makes me so excited and write more. After this the reader will have to determine who's view they are looking though though I would think it would be obvious. :) A special thanks to Maxd01 for sharing this and pushing me to actually post a story in the first place. I will do my best to keep the updates coming. I am in college though so you can look to at least three days in between chapters. Blame the homework. :) I hope you will keep commenting and letting me know what you think of the story. Thank you everyone for the reads, comments, and votes! Now... On to the story!

Update: This chapter has been edited. Hope you like it better than the old one. :)

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Rosellia's Point of View

Sitting on my new co-workers bed I began laughing at the outfit she wanted me to wear. I am quite happy in my flare blue jeans and my blue, shiny shirt with half sleeves that have a slight flare out. This shirt is one of my best and favorite tops and I love all the flare. I look again at the offered blue dress with a shake of my head. Laughing I say, "Brittany there is no way that will look right on me. Your boobs are bigger than mine and so is your butt! That dress will be too loose on me. What's wrong with my outfit?"

Brittany rolls her eyes and pulls my off the bed saying, "Rose, you are new in town. You just finished your first week here. We are going out to celebrate. You cannot and will not go to this club in that outfit." With a firm look she finishes with a playful wink, "Now either you change yourself or I will undress you and physically force you in that dress."

With a resigned sigh I give my consent and accept the dress. I am grateful that at least the dress has a full back otherwise I would have adamantly refused. With a frown I go over in her bathroom that is connected to the room.

Brittany rolls her eyes and says, "You could just change in here. I am a girl and we have the same parts last time I checked." With a sly look she adds, "Or are you trying to hide something?"

I look over my shoulder as I enter the bathroom and with a small laugh I shut the door and lock it. I respond leaning against the door and keeping the fun in my voice, "Sorry girl but I don't know you that well yet. Clothes don't come off until at least the fifth date. You still have at least four more to go after this." Shaking my head I look at the dress again. It is a beautiful dark navy blue that has a shallow v in the breasts and is supposed to sit on the shoulders nicely. On Brittany I know it will hug her curves to perfection where as on me it will look alright and a little borrowed. With a sigh I resign myself and change. Looking back at myself in the mirror I take in how the dress sits on me then look longingly at the pile of clothing I had worn only moments before. I was right about this dress. The v comes down lower than it should and looks a little loose, and the dress only shows the barest hint of my curves. I am grateful the shoulders fit just enough where I'm not scared of the dress falling off of me. Looking at myself one more time I figure I can make the subtle curves work to my advantage and decide bear with the dress. Besides, I need the friends and Brittany seems cool. Brittney knocks on the door and makes me jump out of my skin. Picking up my clothes I open the door and gesturing to the v in the dress ask, "Have anything to fix the top?"

Brittney looks me over and with an impressed face and responds, "Why would you want to fix anything? That dress looks amazing on you. I may have to beat the men off you tonight. The other girls are on their way to the club so we are going to meet them there. Let me quickly fix my eyes and apply some gloss and we can go."