Princess Badass and HIM

Chapter 5

It was finally the day to proceed with operation Dump The Dickhead. If you're asking who created the name, NO, it isn't me nor Becca. It was Travis' idea because he hated it when he had competition. Especially with his 'Bad boy' throne.

After hours and hours of searching for the perfect outfit fitting enough to be called the "sexy, but devious, perfect and mischievous" outfit, Becca and I finally found suitable clothes for the party.
Call us dramatic and choosy but we like to wear the perfect outfit for the perfect occasion.

We are currently getting ready for the party that is going to start in two hours and we are in Joshua's house since his parents are away and he has the second biggest house put of all of us in the group. The guys are in his room doing god knows what and Becca and I are in one of the many guest bedrooms. We were both smart enough to bring enough makeup, cologne, and other vanities we would be needing because we wouldn't want to drive back all the way back to my house just to grab 'forgotten stuff'.

Becca bought black, high waist skinny jeans, a dark-ish red, tubed top, a dark blue and white jersey jacket, and finished it off with her favorite black, high cut converse sneakers. She curled her hair then tied it into a high ponytail and braided the sides of her hair to make it like a head band and finished it off with a black leather bow she had since she was five. Her makeup totally matched her outfit since she mixed up dark blue and maroon on her eyes and did perfect winged eyeliner but kept it to minimal mascara and applied slightly dark red lipstick.

I, on the other hand, bought very dark blue jeggings, a plain, dark-ish, teal colored, sleeveless, peplum top, a matte black, leather jacket and a pair of black, 4-inch wedged, knee high lace- up boots. Becca did my hair into a perfect bun with a bun maker and left a few strands of my hair at each side of my cheeks. She also did the smokey eye effect on my eyes and perfected a pair of winged eyeliner and dabbed a whole lot of mascara. She also applied a dark-ish shade of pink lipstick. Thankfully we bought a whole ton of make up remover wipes. So I could remove this heavy make-up she put on me later.

"so, what do you think?" she asked me. I popped open my left eye and snuck a peek in the mirror for a quick second before shutting my eye closed and covering it with my hands.

"what if I don't want to look?" I hesitated.

"oh come on you look fabulous." she assured. I groaned but slowly removed my hands and slowly opened my eyes to the transformation she made me.

"so?" she asked once more.

"well, I don't look too bad. But the make up is still heavy." I complained.

"oh come on. that's nonsense bull. It adds effect to your outfit. And you look totally hot." she said smirking. I chuckled at her nonsense and shook my head.

"lets just get this over with." I say standing up and grabbing my purse as I slipped on a few nessesscities incase I could need a touch up.

"alright!" she chirped behind me and we both walked out of the guest room door.

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On the way to the towns Clubhouse we all wouldn't stop complaining on how the slow the driver of the limo is driving in. I reached for the phone and yelled "Cant you drive any more faster or I swear to God I cut off your payment check for tonight." I threatened.

"Yes miss Miller. Sorry miss Miller." he replied in a scared tone.

"Good." i said harshly. Put the phone down and the driver seemed to speed up a bit as we came closer to the clubhouse.

"You really do intimidate him." Joshua remarked.

"Yes, yes I do." I quoted Phineas and Ferb.

"Did you just quote Phineas and Ferb?" Caleb said amused.