Brittany went to go shower after Steve left her room figuring they were going to wrap up whatever they were doing in the garage soon to head to his house.
She undressed herself and exited her bedroom, looking down the hall to see if anyone was around before running into the bathroom at the end of the hallway.
She opened the shower door she drew a shower for herself, letting it get extra hot before entering in. Sighing in relief as the hot water hit her back.
Were going to leave soon
Brittany's eyes widened and she reached to grab her soap lathering it all over herself.
What are you guys even doing in the garage?
Betsy Baby Betsy! I invited him over to show him the Camaro.
Brittany snorted boys will be boys I guess. She continued to clear off the rest of her body, thinking randomly about how Steve Harrington looked at her earlier.
I didn't think you guys hung out
We do just not at school it causes problems remember last week? The black eye but we're cool now, Steve apologized he doesn't hangout with Tommy H anymore.
Brittany could feel her jaw tense as she lathered conditioner throughout her hair. Tommy and his crew which did include Steve Harrington, gave her twin a black eye. But Billy wasn't all the innocent, she could remember that day perfectly. The school called as the fight happened on the property stating a witness saw Billy throw the first punch, causing her father Neil to beat the day light out of him.
She remembered it perfectly, that night she tuned out his cries listening to Joan Jett and the black hearts.
As she finished up showering, she turned off the water and grabbed the towel off the rack wrapping it around her body.
Were going to pick up beer when we get back be ready
Brittany could feel herself progressively getting giddy as she practically skipped to her bedroom. She Immediately went to work once she shut her bedroom door. She headed for the closet to search for the right
outfit to wear.
She's never done anything like this what the heck are you supposed to wear?
She slipped into a form fitting spaghetti strap dress, it was mud green and, she slipped on stockings underneath. As she sorted through her closet some more to find a jacket, she couldn't find any that matched so she went to Billy's room. He had tons of jackets specifically, jean jackets that were oversized.
She grabbed her favorite one of Billy's and put it on rushing back to her bedroom to fix herself up in the mirror which meant shaking out her blonde hair, combing it through and, adding some lip gloss onto her lips. She wasn't a fan of makeup and Billy always told her she didn't need it anyways. She had "Natural" beauty.
She slipped on her combat boots quickly almost falling over and left her bedroom, checking by the living room window to see Billy's Camaro just pulling in. She quickly adjusted her outfit and hair exiting the house making sure to lock it up. When she turned around to face the Camaro, she felt her cheeks heat up at Billy and Steve were both standing outside the Camaro staring at her.
What the fuck Brittany?
What? do I look bad?
Brittany walked towards the Camaro feeling slightly self conscious as both boys were staring at her noticeably.
Do you look bad? Is that a joke? You look beautiful I didn't think you could look this good wow
Brittany sent her brother a soft smile while approaching the Camaro, she could see his intense look towards her. She was confused by hint of hostility trying to ignore it as she got settled in the back seat. Watching as both boys got into the Camaro in the front after her.
He was talking about you on the drive he's no good for you
Brittany's eyes widened and she looked up to lock eyes with Billy in the rear view mirror. He shot her that look, it was a warning look. For some reason, the tension was thick she couldn't understand why.
"You look nice" Steve stated awkwardly turning around in his seat to look at her.
"Could you call Nancy again?" Billy coldly intercepted looking backwards with a hand on Steve's head. He couldn't help but glance down at Brittanys legs as he backed up the car down the driveway.
You're gonna be a whore tonight? Who are you dressed up for?
Billy! Stop!
Brittany kicked at the back of Billy's drivers seat out of frustration making Billy flip her the bird.
"Look we're all going to chill okay? I will call Nancy when we get to my house yo, Billy you should invite that chick from the cheerleading team? Chrissy she's like obsessed with you" Steve said with a laugh, nudging at at Billy's shoulder.
From the back seat Brittany could feel a weird sensation in her stomach thinking about her twin hooking up with Chrissy right while she was in the same house. The thought made her feel, jealousy. Instantly she felt wrong. Billy was her brother but, deep down she hated when he gave other girls his attention in front of her it always bothered her but she would never admit it nor show it. No one would understand.
"Yeah let's invite Chrissy or something so what's the address?"
