anesthesia

VI

Today is the day I've been dreading, the day I wish never existed. This stupid day that i just want to get over with.

"Okay I think this outfit is the one" i say to isaac walking out of my closet standing directly in front of him.

Isaac is laying on his side on my bed. Half of his body is on the bed propped up on his elbow with his fingers interlocked in front of him while his long legs dangle off the bed. He gives me a once over before giving me a look of hunger very prominent in his eyes which gives me the answer to the question i just asked. Isaac hangs with his mouth open practically salivating before snapping out of his thoughts and speaking.

Ever since New York Isaac has been extra nice towards me since our argument. I've been very appreciative of it because I know he's just looking out for me. We both ended up apologizing which of course led to great makeup sex and now he's sitting in my bed helping me pick out outfits for today's meeting.

"Y-y-yeah that definitely is the top contender." Isaac says flustered running a hand through his hair reaching all the way to the back of his neck to start scratching it.

I walk over to the mirror to get one last look at my choice of apparel. I put on a grey haulter tank top with a big star on the front barely stopping at my rib cage. I threw on a pair of purple low rise pants with doodles of a woman's face with very vibrant red lips scattered all over the pants. My stomach is fully visible, extenuating my curves. I threw on my platform docs like always adding more height to my already tall self. I impulsively dyed a few strands of my hair blue last night which are also standing out right now when I look in the mirror. I run my hands through my hair one last time before spinning back to face Isaac who is still gawking over my outfit today.

"Are you sure this is okay Isaac? First impressions are everything." I say walking over to my desk where my coin purse is laying flat on top of. I reach for the coin purse and pull out a joint followed by the lighter bringing it to my lips immediately sparking the  joint not even caring were inside my house, i need to smoke and calm the fuck down.

"Lea yes, you look great. This is just a meeting, it's not like we're going to be doing much anyways. Besides who are you trying to impress because I know damn well you're not trying to show off in front of the stage crew." Isaac says to me turning his upper body to face me keeping his lower half in the same position.

I continue to smoke my joint filling my lungs up with the smoke till they feel as full as they can be. I remove the joint from my lips holding in the smoke a little longer than usual before I start pacing back and forth exhaling out all the smoke with every step I take.

"I'm not impressing anybody, I just wanna look good for the first day and actually represent this band well. I dont want anyone to think were fucking slobs." i tell isaac walking to the trash can in my room to throw out my joint

"But we are slobs..." Isaac says laying down on my bed now staring at his phone screen with his legs still dangling off the bed.

"I know, it's embarrassing to let others know though. Now c'mon are you ready to go? I wanna get over this day already." I tell Isaac, grabbing my purse sitting on the chair next to my desk, shoving my coin purse in there as well.