The next day I found myself sitting alone at the school's library.
I was reading this book that I fancied at the contemporary bookshelf when the bell rang for dismissal.
"Everyone, the library's closing down in
about 10 minutes." The librarian announced. Her raspy voice echoed.
I giggled at my seat thinking how funny she
sounded. I mean there was about three
people in this library. And that already
included me and her. The other one's a jock
who I think was just lost. I guess students
weren't just that interested in reading books there anymore. Besides, it was a Friday so what do you expect? Everyone was probably looking forward for a party later that night.
I slung my backpack over my shoulder and
proceeded on exiting the library. Then
suddenly my phone vibrated from my
pocket. The silly old ringtone came echoing
through the deserted school hallways as I
pressed the msg box.
Text Message
Fri, Nov 20, 5:29pm
Sid, at my place ASAP!
From Casey
What for?
l texted back.
Emergency. She replied within a heartbeat.
I was about to reply when my body came in
contact with something hard, causing my
phone to drop at the floor.
"Watch it!" I looked up and saw Vans who
shot daggers at me.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
He just walked pass me, leaving me there
crouching to get my phone from the floor.
Wow, what a gentleman.
~
"I thought you meant emergency as
EMERGENCY" I exclaimed at my best friend
who was shuffling through a pile of clothes.
"This is an emergency," she said.
"Well I thought of it more of 'a cat fell from
the tree' or 'a lost bullet came flying through my window kind of emergency." I sighed as I collapsed on Casey's satin sheeted bed.
Casey's parents were actually filthy rich and her room was about half the size of our entire house.
"Uh yeah but I think this is really an
emergency too,"
I snorted. "Uh yeah because looking for an
outfit for tonight's party is an emergency
indeed," I mocked her.
She stood up and held two dresses for me
to see. One was a black sequined dress
that reached mid thighs and the other one
was red that had about the same length as
the black one but this one's not sequined,
instead it had sleeves.
"Which one's pretty?" she asked me.
"I think the black one is cute," I said
genuinely.
Her eyebrows shot up and she gave me a
wide smile. "Great, you're wearing it." She
said quickly as she tossed the dress to me.
"What?!" l asked in shock with the dress in
my lap.
"You. Are. Wearing. It." She repeated every
word as if I did not catch what she said the
first time.
"Are you kidding me? I mean, you pretty
much know by now that a party isn't my
Scene and-"
"-and today, we're gonna change that
because this year will be our last." She cut
me off. "It's our Senior year for pete's sake,
live a little Sid."
"No way,'" I said simply.
" Yes way," she argued back. "Hurry, we only have 2 hours left."
"No," I said. "I won't go."
"Sidney, it's our last year in High School.5
years from now you're gonna look back at
this moment and regret not ever coming to
a High School party with your awesome best friend that I am." Casey exasperated.
l crossed my arms. "Actually, five years
from now that would be the last thing I'd be
thinking because I'l be traveling all around
the world. From L.A to Tokyo and I'll have my Own company and-"
"-yeah I get it, whatever." She cut me off yet
again. "Now go and put on that dress." She
said while practically shoving me to her walk in closet.
"I'm pretty sure I said no," I told her.
"I'm pretty sure I said times ticking so chop!
Chop! Chop!"
"Okaaaay fine," I told her. "But you're gonna disguise me and turn me into Beyoncé."
Casey laughed and she shook her head.
~
"You look waaaaay more better than
Beyoncé, girl." Casey said after doing my
makeup and god-knows-what with my hair.
"Can I look in the mirror now?" I asked her
politely after asking this question a bunch of times when she decided to put makeup on me earlier.
"No. Knowing you, you would wipe some
of it off" she said as she re-applied her red
lipstick.
"I will sonot do that" | lied. Selena shot me a knowing look, telling me that she knew l was lying. "Fine, fine, I won't. I promise." I said.
"Promise?" She asked.
I sighed. "Promise."
And then I went running to the nearest
full-length mirror she had in her room
despite the four inched heels that she forced me to wear.
"Oh my god," I gasped.
I didn't look like myself.
Casey had contact lenses and she made me wear them although they were colored blue- making my eyes blue instead of gray. And my braces were actually removable so she made me ditch them after a good forty minutes of her persuading and convincing me about removing it.
My hair, which was always tied up in a loose ponytail was straightened and added extensions even.
"Honestly, you look way more better as a
cheerleader captain than me Sid." Casey
said.
"Stop, you're only saying that to make
yourself less guilty from dragging me into
this," I laughed.
"What?" She started to laugh too. "I'm telling the truth!"
"Yeah, whatever."
We started striking poses on her mirror. I
was supposed to be Kendall and she was
supposed to be Kylie. We've always been looking forward to these kind of things since we were in fourth grade. We talked about how we're both gonna be queen bees and how we're gonna be prom queens but things quickly changed at the summer of fifth grade when my Mom passed away.
Mom's absence made me depressed and I
poured my depression into reading books
and the next thing I knew, I was a "loser' at
school. I didn't care about my reputation
whatsoever. I refused to interact with
anyone. Safe to say it was Casey who
continued the'dream..and she actually
made it. Without me. She became the top;
leaving me at the deepest bottom. She
became a cheerleader captain, a queen bee, and heck she even became last year's prom queen. I, on the other hand, refused on going last year even though it was compulsory.
I don't know about this year's prom though
but I call dibs on Case still being the prom queen.
"Are you ready?" Casey asked, snapping me back to reality.
