Megan's POV:
"The partner is coming after two hours.What should I wear?"
"Ok...let's see",Molly said while running her hand in my closet,"What happened to your blue dress?"
"I burnt it."
"You burnt it!Why?!It's the best piece of clothing you had!"
"I know ,but it reminds me of that day .So I burnt it."
"Oh....ok.Sorry for retrieving the memory."
"It's ok....",I said trying everything in my power not to cry .But I did.I so definitely did.I can't believe I actually listened to him ,that day,and allowed him to bluff me.Why did I do it?Is it just because I desperately wanted to climb the social mountain and reach the peak of popularity?Or is it just because I'm dumb and easily deceived?Maybe it is one of the cases,but what I did was something bitterly unforgettable .Just unforgettable .I tried to wipe my abundant tears with every piece of fabric my hands can fall on .And I felt Molly caress my hair with her tender hand.She was the one who saved me from doing something worse and I can't be more grateful.
"It's ok,Meg.Shit happens."
"Yeah*sniff*You're right."
I gathered every ounce of energy I had and attempted to get back in shape.My fake-husband is coming!
"I'm good.Now enlighten me fashion queen."
"Ok...hum.OH!I love this shirt!Wait,too casual.And this top?Wait...too formal.What about this dress ?Hum...no,no,no. Too party..."
"Molly,focus.You searched my whole closet.Anyways.it's not like I'm meeting the president."
"It's your husband,Meg."
"Fake.Husband."
"Right."
BOOM.
"What was that?",I inquired.
"I think it came from the closet."
Molly stepped closer to my green closet ,in an attack position,holding my slipper and prepared to fight whatever creature that was hiding in there.She opened it and that's when my ear drums exploded.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"What-what is in there?Is it a-a monster?"
"Awwwwwwwwwww!"
"Awww?"
"Look.One of your dresses has fallen,and it's a really good one.I think we know what you are going to wear."
"Oh,that's where the sound came from.Lemme see."
I slid from my bed and walked towards Molly who was holding a beautiful dress.It's purple(my favorite color) ,short and embroided with wonderful decorations.
"I don't think I own this dress."
"You don't ?"
"No,she doesn't.",a voice said.It was coming from the closet.Now,something fishy was happening.
"Show yourself person,theif,stalker...whatever.",Molly said .This girl is really into CSI these days.
"Chill molly.It's me Josh."
"Josh?",Molly and I said in the exact minute.
"Yes.",Josh said soming out of his den,"I asked Kelly to buy a dress for you 'cause I know that you don't have....how do I say this?Yeah, 'convenient ' clothes."
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Paid Love
Teen FictionMegan's Bio: Leaving your home country is hard. Leaving your father there is harder. Having your mother wanting you to get married at 18 is the hardest. This is what exactly Megan Scott is dealing with right now.An 18-year-old teenager has left her...