The Jocks

01

Summer's pov

"Don't tell me that's what you're wearing to Jace's party tonight" Olivia says making me to a double check on my outfit, I am putting on a red hooded sweater and a gray ripped jean, my black thick curly hair was pulled to an extremely tight messy bun. My face was covered with a nude makeup and a baby pink lip gloss. I never liked dressing up much I was more of a t-shirt and jeans fan.

"Yes" I say turning to see her unapproving look.

Liv was seated on my bed, her legs crossed Indian style as she styles her brown silky hair. Her dressing is simple if you look at it -a red fitted turtle neck crop top and a matching short skirt.

Her hands freezes on her hair as her eyes meet mine "Uh hell no, you are not wearing that to the first party we've been invited to by one of the coolest guy in school" well that's a lie, this isn't the first party were attending.

"Liv do I really have to go, I mean I went to that thing that your brother hosted two weeks ago, that should count as something, I don't wanna go, so why don't you just let me sit this one out, please" even with my protests Liv didn't pay any attention to me instead she gets up and head for my wardrobe. She starts rummaging through my closet flinging out dresses. I really don't know what she is planning to do with my closet or my dresses but she better add cleaning up my room because of the mess she's making.

All I could do was watch in awe as my precious outfits were sent flying in all directions, she would pick up a dress raise it up high and then shake her head muttering 'no' before flinging it away.

I sigh pinching the bridge of my nose "Liv what are you doing" did she know that I had taken my time in ironing and folding those clothes in a way a normal regular teenager would have found.......unnecessary. "Liv! I-I would appreciate it if you....can you stop throwing my clothes"

Honestly, I was expecting my words to at least have some effect on her but it was quite the opposite.

And even, I'm against going to this party because it is Jace's, and he's also the cousin of Rachel aka my best-friend turned-nemesis.

She throws her hands in the air frustrated "you've got to be kidding me! Your clothes are all wacky and boring. I can only find shirts way larger than a fat ass hippo and your jeans.....God, why are there gazillion jeans that look alike but with different color?"

Okay firstly that would definitely leave a scar and then again they're my dress not hers.

"Make your point Liv, you've seen my closet so that is all I have and this..." I point at my outfit "is what I'll wear"

She turns, both eyes on me and a tired but firm look on her face "oh hell nah girl, we are going to my place and then we'll decide on what you'll wear"

Ah crap!

******

I pulled and tugged on the purple mid length gown, frowning as I walk down the path leading to Jace house, the place where the party was taking place. I could not breathe in the gown Liv had chose for me to wear, a really soft but tight purple cotton gown with a small slit on the back.

Like seriously! It was what I got for her on her birthday! And now I'm wearing it to a dumb high school party.

And who the hell invented heels, probably meant as punishment for those greedy girls who wants beauty enhancement.

Urrrrrrg

"Can you stop doing that" Liv said already frustrated I can tell it was because of how I wiggled and staggered in the small dress and the eight inches heels