Close Secrets

Chapter Two Beach Dream

I go home get my suitcase and load the car. When I get into the drivers seat my phone buzzed.
Amy: Marilyn just got to my house.
Me: okay.
I rode to Amy's and picked up Amy and Marilyn. Then picked up Rachel and Claire from there houses and got on the road. At first it got pretty quiet but it smoothed out as we went along. I turned on the GPS and put on some music to give us some type of shit to do.
We arrived in the beach parking lot with hotels on the left side of one beach house and beach houses lined up against the right side of the beach. We all grab our bags and suitcases and lock up the car.
"Which one is the one we rented?" Amy asked.
"I don't know." Rachel said.
"Let's look for the address number." I said.
Claire and I went to look for the beach house number we finally found it and went back to get Amy, Rachel and Marilyn.
As we entered this place it was amazing. It's kitchen looked like it has never ever been touched. The living room had couches that wear leather and bright red. The slide nd glass door was the back door that lead to the beach.
"Who's getting which room" Amy began the fight. " I call biggest room" She called.
"I say nicest room!" I said.
"I need the one with the most drawers!" Claire said.
"I guess me and Rach will share a room." Marilyn said.
"It's done deal." Amy said.
We go into our rooms and get ready for this long ass weekend. I put my clothes in the dresser drawers and lay down on the bed. I couldn't wait to go home. I wasn't afraid of drinking or being a hour away from home with no adult for a weekend it was the party. Everyone Amy invited was either popular or guys I didn't like. At all. The last one of Amy's parties she left and we didn't find her until after lunch the next day. One day I'm going to laugh when she get STD's.
I'm sitting there looking up at the ceiling when Amy knocks on my door and uninvited comes in with a violent and black dress with high heels or hooker heels I call it and shuts the door.
"If your my friend you will wear this" she said holding up the outfit.
"If I didn't wouldn't that still make me your friend" I ask.
"Yes. But I would be mad for a very long time" she said with a sad face.
"Fine I'll wear it" not because she would be mad because I didn't want to argue.
I get ready by putting the dress on, applying mascara and eyeliner and a touch of peppermint red lipstick. I slip on the heels and get ready to exit my room with hope that this night ends really fast.