When I spun around to see my pursuer, which I originally presumed was Cyan, I saw instead a worried Paris.
"Hey are you ok-"
"Look- Cira right?"
I nodded my head, thoroughly confused.
"Look Cira, I'm sorry-"
"For what?," I interrupted.
"I don't know. I just thought that I had done something to make you get all flustered and spazy."
Oh that's rich. Like she even cares.
I let out a long sigh.
"Paris you didn't do anything. I just get easily...... flustered."
"Oh well maybe you should work on that so the next time you have a scalpel in your hand, frog bits don't end up in my hair," she said laughing between words, trying to pass if off as friendly banter.
The last thing I want is to be friends with her. What next? Is she going to try to smooth things over and break the ice by inviting me to a party.
"Oh and b-t-dubs I'm having a party tonight at my house. You should really come. It'll be a way for us to get to know each other and like break the ice."
Fan-fricken-tastic.
The last thing I imagine myself doing on a Friday night is getting "turnt" with a girl who uses the phrase "b-t-dubs", in a sentence.
"Ummm.... I don't know. I'm not really the partying type, per say."
"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSE!!!," she begged with big sad puppy dog eyes and a quivering lip for good measure.
Ugggggggggggggggh!
"Okay. What time?," I asked rubbing my temples with my forefingers.
"GREAT! Ummm....eight o'clock and wear something......more on the fancy side. Oh! I gotta get to class but I'll see you then. K? Bye!"
And with that she shuffled away to her next period class.
Tonight was going to be interesting.
"You're not wearing that, are you?,"Cyan asked me accusingly.
"What do you mean?"
I looked down at my outfit in sad curiosity.
What was wrong with it?
I was wearing my torn, dark washed skinny jeans from Hollister and a cute plain, manila white tank top with a nice flannel over it. Oh, and for shoes I was wearing my newest obsession, my Sperry rain boots.
"It's waaay too casual"
"Cyan. She said "fancy" and this," I said pointing at myself with much needed sass, "is as fancy and girly as I am willing to get."
"Okay. Let the fashion guru help you out here honey."
Within five minutes of diving through my mountain of clothes- we call it Clothes Everest- Cyan pleasantly handed me a new outfit.
A very colorful outfit.
A very girly outfit.
The very banes of my existence. Well in clothes anyways, but still.
Cyan gave me the stink eye as if to say,
"You better get your ass in that outfit or I'll put it on for you."
Gah-rate.
I quickly changed into my outfit, to avoid any homicides.
"Oh. My. God."
"What? Is it that bad?"
"No, not at all. In fact, it's the exact opposite. You look beautiful Cira."
I dashed to my long mirror to judge for myself if her accusations were as true as her agape mouth told me.
She was right I looked amazing.
No.
Better than amazing.
I looked gorgeous.
Cyan had pulled out the very dress I bought for my sister four years ago for her prom night.
She never got the chance to wear it though.
It was a strapless, deep lilac, maxi dress with a deep scoop in the back that stopped at the very bottom of my lower back.
I know a maxi dress isn't exactly the ideal for a prom, but it was the best we could get at the time.
I further inspected myself in the mirror, looking at the way the dress caught every curve. It made me feel amazing. And I hated myself for it. This was supposed to be for my sister. For her special night. Not mine.
"Cyan I can't wear this," I said starting to choke up. A warm, salty tear began to cascade down my cheek.
"Cira I know what happened and she would have wanted you to wear it. I know you feel guilty, but you would be doing your sister and yourself a disservice if you didn't."
She was right. Ugh! Why did she have to be right all the fricken time?!!
I wiped my face and choked back my last tear.
"Come on Cira we have to get going or we'll be late to the..... PART-AY!!," Cyan yelled as she waved her hands back and fourth, high in the air as she swayed her hips.
She managed to make me laugh and smile to my eyes. I guess the party wouldn't be so bad after all.
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