One Kiss For Poppy

DITCHED

Friday night found me sitted at my vanity as I applied my third layer of lip gloss. I had actually decided to go to this stupid party.

Once I am satisfied with my appearance, I put everything away and grab my black leather Gucci purse and start shoving some stuff into it.

My phone starts ringing and I groan when I look at the caller ID.

I do not want to deal with my father at the moment.

"How may I help you." I sourly answer.

"Well that is one way to greet your father."

I have no time for these formalities.

"I am kinda busy so can you please try to hurry up, daddy." I say putting emphasis on the daddy part.

"Alright. I am guessing your mother hasnt told you that you would be having dinner at our place come Saturday."

No she has not. I cannot believe this.

"I don't think I will be able to make it. I have a ton of school work and homework and catching up to do."

"This matter is not debatable Sienna. So I expect you to be their at 7 in the evening. Am I making myself clear?"

I respond with a simple yes and throw my phone across the room in pure anger.

It seems like the heavens decide that this would be the perfect time to bother Sienna because just then I hear some one impatiently knock at my door before I bark out a what.

"Hey Sienna, its Lila but I can come back later if you want."

I immediately felt terrible for lashing at her like that. I walk to my door and pull her in.

Her eyes widen at the sight of my room. "Wow. Is this really you're room?" I remember my similar reaction to it barely a week ago.

I simply shrug not really bothered by that at the moment. She walks to my bed and plops down on it as she starts to make herself comfortable.

"You're mom let me in. I was wondering if you wanted to have a girls night." She says before she looks up and glances at my outfit.

"Dont you think you're a little too over dressed for a girls night." She says referring to my black spaghetti strap cropped top, my short extremely short white skirt and my black five inch stilettos.

"I didnt exactly know we were having a girls night." I deadpan my poker face on.

"Well it must be someone's time of the month." Lila states amusedly as she nods her head in the direction of my broken phone.

"Anyways, why are you dressed like that?"

"I am going for a party."

"But you have only been here for like four days. How have you already been invited to a party?"

"I wasnt invited. Morgan, Flora and Brooke were invited so they simply asked me to tag along."

"Oh, so I guess I have to go home now. Just as I was starting to get comfortable."

"Hey, how about you come join us. I am sure the girls wont  mind."

"I am going to have to pass on that one. I would rather spend my Friday night watching Russian soap operas with my mom than hang out with those three."

"Oh come on Lila, they really arent that bad."

"Speak for yourself, sugar. Anyways I am gonna head home." Lila says as she gets up from my bed.