We only have one thing in common

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Cassidy's Pov
We ended up losing the spot. They lost because of me but I didn't care. The only thing I really cared was making sure Chase got to school and got home safely.

He was my only worries. The least of my worries was my mental health at this point laying in bed all day.

I got a text. A random number has it asked 'This Cassidy?' I responded obviously with not my name and asked 'who's this'

'Party 6:50. I want you to be there.' It said and I scoffed throwing my phone on the other side of the bed. I fell asleep in the afternoon.

When I woke up at 3 I picked Chase from school and got him some ice cream. I changed over to online school for the rest of the semester. It was only a few more weeks of school but the school let me since all of what happened.

I dropped chase at his friends house. I stopped by Canes and got me some food before going home again.

I thought about the text on my way home. I looked at it and it was still an unknown number.

I haven't went to a party in a long time you don't think one could hurt? I know my rules. Never take a drink from a anyone else but yourself. Try not to drink so much. And always have a buddy with you.

I thought about the last one yet I don't have much friends to go to parties with. I'm pretty sure Anna gets wasted at parties. Zoey is too busy focusing on basketball. And Blakely is out in Paris with her dad.

So in reality none of these people are able to drive me home. I could ask Zoey but she's going to rant at me for quitting.

I eventually brought up a courage to ask Anna... yet I didn't have the courage to actually send the text message.

I was staring at the message. I groaned throwing my phone on the bed and went to use the bathroom.

When I came back Anna had texted me. When I realized I must have accidentally pressed the button while throwing my phone.

'Have you ever been to a party?'
'I'm down to go with you'

She said and I groaned to the point I wanted to actually cry.

I was gonna text her 'nvm' but she texted something else.

'I can be your driver if you want' she said and my eyes lit up.

Maybe this would be fun... I thought about it... maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I partially trust Anna. Much more than stranger but not really enough to let her in.

I texted her 'sure. But I don't know what to wear. I don't wanna dress up a lot. Any basic tips?' I asked her.

'I'll be at your house in ten' she texted back snd and I spit out my water.

No no no. My room is a fucking mess. I scram to get my clothes in the washer. I got all the glasses and cans out of my room and made up my bed.

I cleaned my bathroom as fast as I could when I heard a knock at the door.

I ran tripping down the stairs and manage to get the door open.

"Oh... are you okay?" She asked me as I forgot I was still in a sports bra and sweatpants.

I slammed the door on her in panic. I ran back upstairs and grabbed the closest shirt I could find before coming back down and opening the door to see her on her phone.

"Wow... that was a reaction." She said and I smiled nervously.

"N-Fuck sorry. Come in." I said and she did as I closed and locked the door.

"You want anything to eat? Maybe water? Redbull? Milk?" Why on earth would I suggest milk to a fucking person.

She's not a goddamn cow Cassidy get your thinking straight.

"Milk? Can I have a redbull?" She asked and I nodded grabbing two cans one for her and one for me.

We walked upstairs into my room. She looked around.

"You always keep your room clean?" She asked me.

"N- I mean yeah. Of course. Gotta be tidy you know." I said nervously.

"MKay... I like it. Can I see your closet?" She asked me.

"Uhm sure." I said opening my closet.

"Mmm... you sure have a lot of sweatshirts..." she said.

"Are you more of a feminine or a masculine?" She asked me and I looked at her confused.

"Well? You want to wear a dress or a sweatshirt?" She asked me and I said no to a dress.

Fuck no I'm not wearing a dress. The only time I wear a dress is if I'm going to a funeral.

"Mmm... Your like in between masculine and feminine... I think I have the perfect thing for you." She said and I cocked my head to the side.

"Come here. Pick a shirt." She said.

"Uhm... I guess this." I said picking a dark blue sweatshirt and she pulled out a white button up.

She smiled before pulling something out. It was a white skirt that I haven't worn yet. Mom got it for me but I haven't worn it yet.

"Put this on and sweatshirt over it." She said.

"Try it on and if you don't like it we can try again." She said and I nodded.

"Unless you don't like it at all." She said and I shook my head no.

I wanted to see what this would look like. When I was finished I walked out and she looked at me.

"Here..." she mumbled fiddling the collar of the white button up over the sweatshirt.

"You look cute." she said as she placed me in the mirror.

I didn't know how I felt about it. Yet it was cute I just didn't know if I could pull this off.

"You want to change?" She asked me and I thought about it.

"No... I like it." I said and she smiled.

"I think you look cute with this. Now here." She said pulling my bun out.

"Do I have permission to use your bathroom tools?" She asked me and I shook my head yes.

She got a curling iron and started to curl my hair a little. She messed around with my hair and ended up doing actually a great style.

"Wow... you pull this off than much girls can." She said and I looked at her.

"Am I allow to wear tennis shoes?" I asked her and she nodded.

She grabbed my black converse shoes. With some white socks.

"Now this... this is amazing on you." She said leaning against my bed.

"Can I do you?" I asked her and she smiled.

"Sure."