Endless Summer

June - Chapter IV - Ava's Party

I stood staring at my closet for a decent outfit to wear to Ava's. It's impossible, I have no clothes, I thought, looking at my filled drawers. Pants? No. A tee-shirt? Absolutely not. I needed something that shows something entirely different than what I usually wear.

Carter walked in. He noticed my leggings laid out on my bed next to my somewhat old crop top.

"There's no way you are wearing that." He confidently stated.

"What's wrong with it? It's cute and comfy." I responded.

"Yeah, cute and comfy," he walked over to my closet. "You need something hot and uncomfortable." Carter shuffled through my clothing.

"What? I'd like to be comfortable, thank you." I put my hands on my hips glaring at him.

"That's my point. You need to be uncomfortable to wear something hot, like a mini skirt or dress that shows your body. Trust me, guys love it, me included."

"Carter, you idiot. You know that wearing a dress or skirt can be comfortable right? Stupid." I laughed.

"Whatever. Here," he says as he throws my satin black mini skirt on my bed. I bought it a long time ago, but haven't actually worn it yet. "And this top will suit you perfectly." My red lace corset.

"Carter, I don't know about this. I've never worn anything like this, even at fancy parties."

"You'll have an amazing time. Now, jewelry!"

He skims through grabbing my golden hoop earrings, and my waist beads. "Go try it on."

I scoffed. "My room remember? Close the door on your way out."

I put on everything, and glanced at myself in the mirror. I'm stunning..I need to wear stuff like this more often, thinking as I was feeling myself. "Okay, Carter come on in."

He opened the door and was proud of his choice. "Yeah, that's similar to what Madeline would wear." Madeline is his ex, or the one person he'd frequently hook up with.

"Ew, don't say shit like that." I grabbed my purse and went to pick up my keys off my desk.

"No, no. I'm dropping you off." His car is perfect for this occasion, I can't lie.

"Ugh, why?" I was fed up.

"Because you are going to drink, I know you want to but are always stuck driving. Live free tonight." Carter was right. I wouldn't mind having a drink, or two.

"Fine, but when I text you, you pick me up. I swear."

"I promise." He stuck out his pinkie. Our pinkie promises are true, unbreakable, unbroken. It's our rule. I put my pinkie out.

***

I close the door as Carter dropped me off. Here I am, Ava's party. Her front door stood at the top of an elegant two marble staircases. Her house looked like a mansion, millions of rooms inside.

A bunch of people stared at me as I got out of the mustang. I walked with confidence, even though deep down I was terrified. I don't usually go to massive parties, and Ava's was a big hit. I walked in, and there it was, everyone staring at me. Most in shock I actually came to a party, and most were stunned by my presence.

Ava came up to me. "Oh em gee! Brooke you are stunning! I didn't know behind the sweatshirts and sweatpants you have a bod!"

"Thanks Ava..but I usually wear fits other than those." Idiotic.

"Whatevs! Where is your brother?" She had a singular piece of clothing covering her chest and was wearing a cheeky skirt.

"Oh! He couldn't make it. Great party though!" I spoke in a fake tone like her own. I walked past her and continued my way through the house.