She's New, and She's A Badass

School Dances.... Don't Do It

Andys POV

The days went by fast and before I knew it, it was Friday. Day of the dance that I dreaded to go to. All high school dances were are groups of girls jumping around and singing songs they don't even know the words to, and looking like idoits, while the guys just watch with their perverted minds. Hopefully this dance would be different but I highly doubt it will be.

Jen and Mike came back early from their business trip thing, which I was acually glad for. It gave me an excuse not to go anywhere or have anybody over. Cough cough, Jake. It's not that I didn't want to see him, cause I did. But I had to plan the perfect payback for what he did to me at the beach and for the time he took my cloths at Mikes Gym. Malorie has been helping me think about what to do and where to do it and I think we almost got it planned out.

So today is Friday and I'm on my way to Malories house with my backpack filled with my two dresses, shoes and my makeup. She knew I didn't want to go, but she said that it would be fun to hang out with all her friends and have my first slow dance with Jake. To be completely honest, I have never 'slow danced' with a guy before. I mean, not the type you do at high school dances. Back in New York, I enrolled myself in dance classes. I learned how to do the walts, and all those other fancy dances. My favorite was the salsa, but I highly doubt that Jake would know any of those dances.

I walked in through Mals front door without even knocking. It's my first time here and I don't even knock. I'm so polite. "Malorie! I'm HERE!" I shout through the house that seems to be empty.

I here a thud from upstairs and thundering footsteps coming down the stairs not long after. Mal emerged from the stairs "Hey, ever heard of knocking or perhaps a doorbell?" she joked as she came toward me.

I smiled and shook my head, "Nah, I have never been taught proper manners." we both laughed and she led me upstairs to her room, "What was that thud I heard when I called your name?" I asked.

Malorie smiled, "Me falling off my bed in fright. You scared the hell out of me Andy." I smirked as we entered her room, which if course looked like a unicorn threw up all over it. It was all pink and purple and glitter here and glitter there. It quite honestly made me dizzy and made my eyes burn.

"Okay, let's get started on your hair. Sit down." Malorie demanded and pointed to a chair by her vanity. She broke out her curling iron and started to work her magic. I could have done it myself, but Mal insisted that she do it. She also insisted on doing my makeup as well.

She finally let her hand drop when she was done to inspect her work. She smiled to herself and moved out of the way of the mirror so I could see myself. All I can say is.... Holy crap. I don't mean to brag, but I always knew I was attractive before and I never thought I could ever be this good looking. Malorie was a mericale worker with this shit.

My hair was done in messy styled curls that went down the length of my back, and my makeup was done to perfection. She had put black eyeliner on the bottom with a little bit of sparkly blue down there as well, but not enough to draw too much attention to it. With the same blue she lined my top lid, and did this pretty smokey eye that brought out my bright green eyes. Dayumn.

"Wow, I look great. Thanks guurl." I smiled and gave her a hug before I reached for my backpack.

I pulled out the dress I was going to wear to the dance and my shoes that were so friggen high it made my legs flex without even trying. I slipped the dress on over my hips so I wouldn't mess up my hair or makeup and slipped my shoes on. I probably just grew like 4 to 5 inches just now. I'll be taking these shoes off once I got to the dance.

I turned around and saw Mal in her dress and shoes all ready to go just touching up her hair. She had it done up in a high curled ponytail and her makeup was much like mine. We both looked hot and sexy.