The Dairy Queen

The Roommates: Bonus Chapter 2

A/N Just a little fun ;) xoPenn

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"Hey Vi, I have nothing to wear." Chelsea whines. "Can I borrow your red skirt?"

"Of course! It'll probably look better on you anyways, your ass is so much better than mine." Violet laughs and tosses the skirt to her roommate. "Thanks so much for agreeing to this. Matty said Greyson has just been moping around since Stassi broke up with him. You think she could have at least tried the long distance thing for longer than a month."

Violet invited Matty and Greyson over, in an attempt to get Greyson out of the dorm room that he hasn't left for two weeks since Stassi FaceTimed him from a modeling shoot to break up with him, two weeks ago. Chelsea had been planning to go home this weekend, but graciously changed her plans to stay and help out 'Operation Get Greyson Drunk and Laughing Again'.

"No problem, honestly I didn't have any big plans at home, so really you are just saving me from spending all weekend on the couch eating junk food and watching bad Lifetime movies with my mom."

"I mean, that could be what this evening turns into so..."

"I'll be prepared."

The girls finish dressing.Chelsea pairs a cropped, shimmery, black tank top with Violet's bright red, faux leather skirt. It's a bit shorter than she's used to wearing on her 5'6 frame, but even she has to admit it's pretty hot. She adds a pair of healed, ankle boots and lets her long, dark raven curls fall naturally.

Violet comes to stand next to her roomie. Joining her reflection in the full-size mirror. "I love that you never wear make-up, but can I give you a little something for tonight?"

"Yeah, okay. That'll be fun. Honestly I never wear it because it wasn't allowed in my house, so I have no idea what I'm doing."

Violet begins to work her magic. A little eyeliner, mascara to enhance Chelsea's already long lashes, and a bright red shade of lipstick on her dangerously full lips.

"Oh my God Chelsea. You're fucking hot."

Chelsea looks at herself. Her eyes widen. "Shit. I do look fucking hot."

Violet erupts in laughter. Her normally quiet, shy, rarely-takes-a-compliment roommate, never swears. "Your parents are going to think I'm a bad influence on you."

Violet caps the lipstick and finishes her own make-up. She throws her hair in a high ponytail and smooths out her skintight, strapless, black, mini-dress. Her phone buzzes and she picks it up.

"They're here. I'm going to go let them in. Be right back!"

Chelsea takes a minute to check herself out again. She smiles and does a little twirl. She isn't going into tonight thinking Greyson is a potential love interest, they've met before and it was fine, there were no fireworks or anything. Of course he was still in a relationship then, maybe now things will be different. She shakes the idea from her head and takes another look at her ass in Violet's skirt. But, a little flirting never hurt anyone and it has been almost a full year since she had any type of male attention.

Violet gets back with Matty and worn-looking Greyson. They brought pizza and some beer with them.

"Hey Chels, thanks for hanging out tonight." Matty gives her a friendly hug. Then elbows Greyson.

"Oh yeah, hey Chelsea."

Okay, so no fireworks tonight either I guess. Chelsea thinks to herself.