started with a lie ➳ raura revised

Chapter Two

"This Ross Lynch guy is so loaded!" Tess exclaims as she flips through pages in a magazine. I don't pay attention to what she's saying. I continue to search through my closet for something decent to wear for tonight.

Cody's party is in one hour.

I have showered, dried my hair, and am currently in my strawberry pajamas looking for something to wear. "Come help me!" I turn around to face her. I notice piles and piles of clothes in my bedroom floor. I didn't realize I've been doing that.

"Come here first." Tess says, waving her hand over. "Come check out this Ross Lynch dude." I frown at her. "I promise I'll help you afterwards.

"Fine," I say. I walk over and plop down on my bed next to her. Some kind of popular magazine is open on a page with a rich looking man on it. In the picture, he's wearing a fine tailored suit and he's holding his tie--like he's trying to loosen it. His hair is disheveled on purpose. But it doesn't matter.

He's gorgeous.

"Can you believe it?" Candy asks. "He's only twenty and yet he owns his own business and everything. He's a billionare. Any girl would be lucky to be dating him."

"Only twenty?" I ask. "Thats impossible. He can't just build a business so quickly. He has to at least finish college first. It doesn't make sense."

"Oh, he didn't make his company. I heard his father died last year and he's an only child and he had to take over so the company wouldn't fail."

"Poor guy." I say, getting off the bed. I pick up all the clothes scattered on the floor.

"Poor guy?" Tess says. "He turned into the youngest billionare!"

"I would rather have my father than money." I tell her. She shuts up knowing my father is a sensitive topic. An awkward silence passes by. I try to lighten the mood. "Come help me pick something to wear now."

Tess hops off the bed. She picks up a beautiful red dress from the floor. "You should wear this." She throws it at me. "It'll match your earrings and shoes."

"Thanks" I grin. I take the dress from her and strip. We've been friends for a long time, so it's not weird to change in front of her. I zip up the dress and turn to her. "What do you think?"

She looks up from her magazine. "Totally hot." Tess winks. "What about me?" She stands up. "How do I look?"

"Fabulous." I say. She's in a hot pink dress and red heels. Her curly blonde hair is left the way it is. I walk over to the mirror. I haven't worn this since my aunt's wedding. I apply some make-up and wave the tips of my brown hair.

An hour passes full of make-up and hair-curling.

"Where are you guys going?" Mom asks when Tess and I are grabbing our coats. She's getting a coffee mug--the reason why she's out of her studio. Mom didn't come out because she heard me leaving. She wouldn't even realize even if her house were on fire.

I turn to her I was hoping she wouldn't come out. Now, I have to ask permission to go to a party--which she'll probably say no to. "A party?" I say it like a question.

"A party?" She asks. "What kind of party?"

"You know," I wave my hand around, "just a casual party." Tess nods from next to me.

Mom eyes us suspiciously. "A party? On a school day? On the first day of school?" She sets her mug down. "I don't think so sweetie."

"But mom!" I complain. "We're already dressed and ready and I'll be back soon. I promise!" I grab Moms elbow and shake it. "Please Mom! Pleaaaase!"