HER SISTER (18+) (GXG)

Dinner & New Faces

In the span of four hours, I swear Mya was practically my sister now.

I felt like I knew the girl from top to bottom.

She's majoring in Fashion, which seemed a little too obvious by the way she carried herself.

She has a sister who was two years older than her—she seemed really close with her, given all the stories I got to hear.

She also has a huge group of friends who she tried to give me the run-down on but I just couldn't keep up.

I knew I'd do better in person though.

"How do I look?" Mya asked, walking into my room with a graceful spin.

She was wearing a denim skirt and a loosely cropped button-up shirt with matching white heels, her dark hair was pulled into a high bun, and her lips were painted nude.

"You look—" I cut myself off with an impressive smile, "—Wow."

Mya laughed, waving me off. "Don't boost my ego, Ana."

I laughed. "Maybe it needs to be boosted because you look fucking incredible. Where are we going again?" I asked as I looked between the outfits laid out on my fully made bed.

Mya walked over to me, looking at the casual outfits I had laid out. "Just dinner. The pink outfit is cute and girly. I say go with that one."

"You really think so?" I asked, anxiously twirling my long dark hair around my finger.

Mya nodded almost instantly, "Uh-yes. You'd look hot in that."

Something tells me I should take the fashion major's advice.

I laughed, grabbing the outfit and walking toward the bathroom. "Okay, I'll try it on."

Mya nodded, sitting on the bed as I closed the bathroom door.

I shrugged the silk pink robe off and stepped into the white mini-skirt, pulling the pink lacey top on, which displayed my cleavage and showed off my toned stomach.

Turning toward the large bathroom mirror, I nodded in approval, deciding I liked this outfit. 

I ran my fingers through my long wavy strands before redoing my lipgloss.

When I walked out of the bathroom, Mya instantly let out a dramatic gasp.

"Oh my god—yep that is the one," she said, nodding to herself.

I grinned, twirling around like a shy schoolgirl. "I really like it."

"I really like it too. My friends are gonna eat you up girl," Mya said, smiling as she stood from my bed.

I laughed nervously, walking toward my walk-in closet that had just been organized, "I hope they like me," I said, looking at all my shoes on the glass shelves.

I walked toward the section of heels, grabbing the short white heels that laced up my ankles.

"They'll love you, I promise," Mya said as I laced up my heels.

I sighed, lacing up the last one before rising to my full height and exiting the closet fully, "Okay... I just don't meet new people often."

Mya looped her arm with mine. "Well, you better get used to it. UCLA is huge—LA is huge. Not to intimidate you, but you're going to meet so many people."

I nodded quickly, letting out a few deep breaths, "Yeah, I got this though."

Mya nodded, guiding us out of my room. "You're damn right you do," she said, easily agreeing with me.