•Ashley's POV•
"EEEEKK!! OH MY GOD YES!! I WOULD LOVE TO!!" Lizzie screamed while tackling me in a hug.
"Come one! We have to start RIGHT now." Lizzie pulled me off of the couch and into my bedroom.
"You have to wear something cute and flirty" She said while giving me a cheeky smile.
"Umm..Liz? I thought he was trouble?" I asked confused about her actions. When were at the bakery she told me to be careful and now she's helping me get ready for my date with him like he's a sweet and amazing guy.
"Everybody deserves second chances, Ash." She turned away from my closet and looked at me with both eyebrows raised. I sat there stunned by what just came out of her mouth.
"Okay, so I've narrowed it down to these two dresses." She held up two dresses. They were both cute and definitely flirty. They were both strapless. One was white and the other one was light pink. The white one was tight across my chest but then flowed out. It always made me feel loose and free. The pink one was the complete opposite. It was a short cocktail dress. It stopped about mid-thigh. I had worn the dress clubbing a few times.
"We'll just have to wait and see what your make-up looks like. I'm not sure what I'm doing yet...I'll figure it out when we start." Lizzie put the two dresses on my bed and turned to look at me.
"You ready for a make-over?" She asked biting her lip. She was afraid I was going to tell her she couldn't help me get ready anymore.
"I guess so..." I said with a huge sigh. Lizzie grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bathroom. She got all my make-up out and plugged in my straightener. She made me sit on the counter top with my back to the mirror. I guess I couldn't look at myself until she was done. She studied my face, deciding on what to do.
"Okay...here goes nothing..." Lizzie whispered to herself as she picked up some of my make up.
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Lizzie was finally done! She wouldn't let me talk, or move, or anything!
I hopped off the counter and went to turn around but I was stopped by Lizzie.
"No! You can't see yourself until you're in your dress!" Lizzie said while grabbing my shoulders in her hands so I couldn't move.
"Ugh! Come on! The suspense is going to kill me!" I groaned and rolled my eyes.
"Sorry babes, that's just the way it is." Lizzie sighed while dragging me out of the bathroom back into my bedroom. She held both dresses up infront of me. Staring at me and the dresses intently.
"The white one doesn't match your hair or make-up. Pink one it is!" Lizzie exclaimed while throwing the white one back onto my bed. Of course the white one didn't match. Of course I had to go with the tight pink one the showed my 'curves'.
"Go back into the bathroom and put it on while I get your shoes." Lizzie said as she threw the dress at me.
"Only because I have too...not because you're telling me too..." I mumbled under my breath. I walked into the bathroom and stripped out of my sweats and old t-shirt. I pulled the tight dress up my body and adjusted it so it was comfortable. I walked back into my bedroom and Lizzie handed me a pair of white flats.
"I didn't think you'd be comfortable in heels tonight." Lizzie said with a caring smile.
"You know me so well" I gave her a smirk and sat down on the end of my bed. I put on my shoes and stood up.
"You look so hot Ashley!" Lizze exclaimed. She was jumping up and down while clapping her hands. She looked like a 5-year-old who just got what she wanted on a christmas morning.
"Can I look at myself now?" I asked with my eye brows raised and an eager smile pulling on the corner of my lips. I was amused by the fact that she was more excited than I was.
"Yes, yes, yes!" She pushed me over to my full length mirror. I was completely shocked by what i saw.
I had smokey pink eyes and my cheeks were touched up by blush. My hair was perfectly straight and it stopped just under my rib cage. My dress fit me perfectly; it hugged me in all the right places. My white flats added a splash to my outfit.
"Oh my god..." I was absolutely speachless. Lizzie made me look beautiful. I felt so confident and not one bit insecure like I usually am.
"You don't like it? I'm sorry, you can re-do it if you want I was just trying-" I cut her off.
"I absolutly love it!" I crushed her in a hug.
"Really!? You mean it?" Lizzie was shocked that I was speachless.
"Yes. You did such a great job, thank you so much!" I pulled away from her and looked in the mirror one last time. I was going to make him drool.
"What time is it Liz?" I turned to look at her.
"It's uh...7:50.." She said as she looked up at me.
"You need to leave! He'll be here any minute!" I started pushing her out of my bedroom.
"Aww, c'monn. I wanna be here when he picks you up..I wanna see his face when he sees you!" she whined turning around to face me.
"No. I will call you after the date and tell you everything you want to know." I gave her a pleading smile.
"Okay, I'm gone. Don't forget to call me. See you tomorrow!" With that she walked out the door. I stood in the same spot thinking of what I had just said. She would want to know every single detail. Lizzie could always tell if I were lying or not, so it would be impossible to cheat her out of any detail. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a knocking at the door.
I was so not ready for this date.
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