Word got around about my break-in, but people just didn't care, I was pretty and helpless, but nobody care because my face was fine.
My mom was home so she tried to talk to me.
"So honey, I was thinking that you could enter for homecoming queen. With a face like that, you are sure to win. And you could wear anything you want. I'll take you to get your hair done and nails and of course you make-up. Honey, you practically already won."
She always tried to pressure me into these kind of things.
"Mom, I have to be nominated." I knew none of the girls would nominate me, and I gave Anna Belle strick orders not to, but the boys would.
"Give it time, they will."
Truth is, I had already been nominated, but I refuse to do it, and if I drop, my mom will find out.
"I'm sure it will." I mumbled.
I grabbed my purse, "I'm going out tonight."
"Okay honey, is it with a boy?"
"No, I'm going to a party with Anna Belle."
"Okay, just be...oh what am I kidding, you can take care of yourself." And that was it, parenting job over for the day.
I grabbed my keys and drove to A-B's house. The door swung open with Anna Belle standing in the door way with her hair in a towel and lazy clothes on.
"Hurry up, you aren't even close to being ready."
I ran inside, and was in a motion of movements. My hair was threw up in a party style and I had on a cequined dress with shiney heels. A-B had on a one strap silver tank and ripped skinny jeans with knee high boots. We both had on make-up and were eating, only a few minutes till we left.
"You ready, we can't be late, it's Johnny Brock's senior party!"
Johnny Brock was the quarterback on the football team, and his parties were somehting everybody tried to get invited to.
"Ya, lets go."
We walked out to her car and were on our way.
