Chapter 5 The regrets of a party

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Heyy guys this is the continuous of Chapter 4 since I cutted that part on a scene...anyway have fun!

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After I've finished taking a shower I see the dresses on my bed and the make ups on my dressing table.

"Vicki! Wow you look stunning!"

She wore a long black dress that covered her knees and it was covered with see through materials with sequence all over it was like a Hollywood dress. it really was beautiful.

"Thank you!"

Now put yours on.

She hands me the dress and I head to my closet until i realise what I was holding.

"OH HECK NAH! I'm not wearing this!!"

"Come on you'll look hot!!"

"No! This...this is THE DRESS?!? as in THE DRESS??! The one you kept telling us all about and it's actually true?! I thought you were just a crazy bitch but here you are handing me THE DRESS!?

I chuck it back at her like it was a used condom.

"Come on Serena! Seriously you'll look smoking hot!"

Megs comes in through the door.

"Key under the mat."

How does everyone know where I keep the key I've never told them about it.

"You told us when you were drunk."

"Well I'm not getting drunk to this party."

"Oh yeah! I remember last time you drunk so much you thought the bush took your purse." Vicki says laughing at me.

"Hey! That was the beer talking."

She looks towards Vicki's hands carrying THE DRESS. Her eyes wide in shock.

"Is that THE DRESS?"

"Yeah I'm making Serena wear it."

A wicked grin soon appeared on Megs face.

"Megs...your really freaking me out now."

This was the other side of Megs I didn't want to be on.

7 minutes later:

"You look sexy Serena!"

They persuaded me to wear THE DRESS. (Actually blackmail) At first I didn't agree then I changed my mind and to be honest I couldn't believe this was me.

It hugged my figure perfectly clinging on to me with my curves showing. it was a tight dress mid thigh and black with lace material covering it. It was a tube half the top was red and the bottom part was black and I finished it off with cross-strap plump stilettos. It was very seductive. I didn't feel comfortable in it but beauty is pain.

Will William like me? URGGHH

He's with Phoebe you dimwit, he'll never like you...your average and he's the symbol of perfect.

I really hate it when my reality starts talking. I'm going to call it conscience.

I take my hoodie and put it over my head.

"Stop! This is the fashion police you will not cover THE DRESS with a lame black hoodie!"

She hands me a cardigan and I put it on with a pout on my face.

Megs comes out of my closet.

She wore a blue dress mid-thigh and she finished it off with black killer heels.

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