I was sitting in the room I was staying in, writing down my experience so far with this overnight tour for Mrs. Flanagan. As I was just finishing up, the door slammed open to let in a frustrated Laurey.
"I swear to God, if I can't find anything to wear I'm going to scream." She exclaimed, rushing over to her closet.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Jesus!" She yelped, grabbing her chest and taking deep breaths. "Raven, I nearly forgot you were here." She said. Geeze, was I that forgettable?
"Sorry." I mutter.
"I'm glad you're here." She then said, turning back to her closet. She was?
"I need your help on deciding what to wear." She was pulling clothes out of her closet, throwing them around the room. One of her dark blue shirts hitting me in the face.
"Why? Do you have a date tonight?" I asked.
"Tonight's the concert! I need to wear something that says 'Hey boys! I'm single!' But not too slutty." She explained.
I sighed, looking at her scattered clothes. I had forgot that the University was having a concert. Who was playing again? Some hip hop singer? I couldn't remember.
"Raven, come on. Help me out here." Laurey said, clapping her hands at me. Oh, she was seriously asking me for help.
"I'm not much of a fashionista." I say, but she shakes her head.
"Just pick an outfit, and I'll let you know if I like it or not." She said while pulling out - what seemed like - a 100 shoes.
"Okay," I say looking around. I picked up a green blouse and some dark colored jeans with black pumps. "What about this?" I ask.
"Oh God no! That blouse was so last season." She said, tossing the shirt aside.
After what felt like hours she finally settled with a light blue tight fitting sweater, with some designer jeans along with the black pumps I picked earlier.
"This looks great." Laurey smiled checking herself out. "Okay, now to find something for you." She said.
"Wait, what?" I ask taking a step back. She smirked at me, putting her hands on her hips.
"Come on Raven, part of the college tour is going to an activity. What better one than a concert?" She smiled brightly.
She then walked back to the pile of clothes on her bed, pulling a few items of clothing. She then turned to me and looked at the clothes in her hand.
"This should do." She smiled.
After practically wrestling me to the ground and forcing me to change I stood in front of the mirror looking myself over.
A slight blush crossed over my face. Laurey had made me put on a white and black dress. The skirt flowed down to mid calf, and the spaghetti strapped top fit perfectly around me. I really didn't look that bad.
"Wow. You look better in that dress than I ever did." Laurey gushed, and I couldn't help the bashful giggle that escaped my lips.
"Hey, Laurey. Have you seen my curling iron anywhere?" Lauren's roommate Rebecca stepped into the room. "Holy mama." She let out when she saw me.
"I know, right!" Laurey smiles brightly. Rebecca was an averaged size girl with fiery red hair, dyed of course, but she made it look so natural. Rebecca and Laurey then went off about how to do my hair and I started to space.
These two girls weren't looking at me by my mask. They didn't even mention it. Maybe they didn't mind me having a mask. The the thought was ... refreshing. I liked it.
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Her Lovely Scar
Teen FictionI uncover my mask to show him what hideous creature laid under it. I looked up at him, expecting him to run away in fear, to call me a monster and delete me from his life. Instead, his hand reached out and his fingers brushed against the bumpy flesh...
