I stood in front of my mirror, looking at my complexion. I had done a light pink/neutral eye look so it would look nice and compliment my dress. It was half an hour to the party and I was a nervous wreck.
"Mel!" I heard from outside.
I peeked my head out to see Nat by her opened door, frantically pulling at her dress.
"I need help. The zipper is stuck," she grumbled in frustration.
I laughed and walked over to help her. Walking into her room, I saw dresses upon dresses scattered throughout her room. I was swimming through the dresses to get to her.
"Nat, your room is a mess."
She looked around and sighed to herself.
"I know. I'll clean it up after the party."
That was probably a lie. She seemed like a party girl. The kind to get so drunk they forget where their own room is.
"Mhm. Sure you will," I giggled.
She turned around, showing me the back of her dress. It was a long black dress that hugged her curves nicely. The back was modestly covered. I grabbed onto the zipper and pulled up. It seemed the zipper had gotten caught on the fabric and that was why it wasn't going up. After dislodging it, I was able to pull it up with no problem.
"There you go. You look stunning," I beamed.
"Thanks!"
She whipped around and took in my appearance.
"Mel ... wow. You look ... heavenly."
I felt the apples of my cheeks get hot. "Thanks. I got it today at Gucci."
Her hands came out, tracing the soft fabric.
"It's beautiful. As are you. Did Barnes see it on you?"
I snorted.
"Nah. I just grabbed it off the rack. I didn't bother trying it on. It was my size," I shrugged.
Her lips lifted into a smirk.
"He's gonna plotz."
I smacked her arm and rolled my eyes.
"Oh, stop it Nat. When I asked him what he thought, he almost didn't let me buy it. Said it showed too much. I can barely get a word in otherwise with that man without us going at each other's throats."
"He's not wrong but I like it. It looks good with your olive skin tone."
I hummed in agreement.
"I should get back. I still gotta find a necklace and earrings to wear with this."
"Do you wanna borrow something of mine?" she offered.
I shook my head no.
"It's okay. I'm sure I can whip something up."
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Dirty Little Olive
Fanfiction"Life is fifty wrong turns down a bumpy road. All you can hope is that you end up somewhere nice." - Punk 57 *I don't own any of the characters except the OCs. Melanie Lovett was a former CIA Agent. She decided it wasn't in the cards for her to kee...