US (me&you)

Part - 3

                                                                                             PEARL

The present. 

"Heyyyyyyy, Pearl. Get up." I hear the voice of my friend Lyla from outside the door. Not  the door of my room, but the door to my tiny, little apartment. Her voice is damn loud enough to reach my ears from outside the apartment. 

"Coming, coming." I say as I rub my eyes and get off the bed to get her.

"Do you got any idea what the time is right now? It's 5 in the evening!!!" She yells near my ear as I rub my eyes. 

" It was an off from both my university and part time job and I won't spend this very precious day doing anything apart from sleeping." I yawn and go to the kitchen that is right in corner of the front door to get water. 

As I gulp the water down, Lyla says, "I get it girl but your whole life is uni, your job and sleep. Do something fun sometimes, like going to a club or shopping or a Book store." 

"Yeah, yeah, okay. Now, go and let me sleep." 

I say. I get where is she coming from but getting this sleep is rare for me. I get nightmares most of the time that ruin my sleep and getting a deep sleep like this is my greatest gift I can get. If someone asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I'd say a whole month worth of sleep but that is not possible. 

"No, today you just won't sleep anymore. There is this new club opened and we are going there today. Look, I even bought some sexy dresses for usss!!" She says excitedly and I nod my head as a no but I know that I'll go. Lyla knows me very well because we were same in many apects in our life, beaten, r*ped, brought to the orphanage and she, most of the times leaves me alone but she is a human after all and needs attention from her best friend, that is me.

 I wish I was not your bestfriend, Lyla. 

" Please." She says and I agree. 

We get ready after choosing are dresses. She brought five pieces of mini, long, mid length dresses and we chose long dresses. Mine is an off white, spaghetti strap with a cut  from the right thigh to the end of the dress and Lyla wears a pretty same one but in black and a cut starting from her left thigh. 

We do our make up which barely takes 15 minutes because we are both horrible at doing make up. Lyla is a master when it comes to choose dresses and also, sometimes styles them but she doesn't know how to do make up. Atleast she's good then me because she knows how to do  one of the things I suck at. 

Lyla is a year younger than me and she was the first person that used to continuously talk to me even when I was moslty silent but she kept talking to me and one day, I spoke back and after that, we were inseparable.

 Soon, after I was home schooled and graduated from high school and fortunately got a scholarship too, I left the orphanage and moved here because of my University. It was a hard choice what I wanted to do after high school but I went with web developing. I never thought I'll be able to come this far  After a year, Lyla did the same and got accepted to a university not too far from my city

"We seriously need to learn how to do makeup. When you're free ahead, we will watch some make up videos on youtube." She says while locking the door with a key and then putting it in my handbag. 

"Sure thing princess." I smile at her and she winks. 

"You know, flirt like you do with me with someone else in the club tonight." She says while we walk down the stairs.