We Could be Gods

Chapter One; Prepping and Pick Up

"Natalie, are you done yet? It's been six hours," called Carly from the couch in the Living Room, groaning as she waited for her best friend to finish prepping herself for dinner with Carter and Logan.

"It has not been six hours! I've been getting ready for twenty minutes," Natalie retorted from the bathroom down the hall. "And here I come now. What do you think?"

Carly stood up from the couch to smile at Natalie, admiring her outfit. She wore a plain and sleeveless crop top in a black tone with a flower designed skirt that was high-waisted and covered her hips. The background color of the skirt was another black to match the top, and the flowers were all connected. The petals were either a light blue or a crimson color with jade vines. Her shoes were simple high top vans that were all black except for white accents.

"It's better than my outfit," she answered as she glanced at herself on the wall mirror to her left.

"No, you look beautiful!" Natalie smiled and nodded as she tried to cheer up her friend.

Her cotton candy and white plaid dress with a white belt and bow complemented her looks nicely, the belt showing off her wonderful torso curves and the bow pulling back her hair to reveal her protruding cheek bones. She had white heels with pink rind stones(?) all over.

"You don't have to lie to me you know. I can feel like I look like crap; especially compared to you, love." Carly sighed and turned to the mirror full on, fluffing up her curls.

Natalie just shook her head briskly and jogged back to the other side of the apartment to grab her iPhone and purse. When she returned, two attractive adult men were in the main room; one kissing Carly on her forehead and the other smiling at Natalie.

"Babe, you look awesome," gasped Carter to Natalie, walking up to her and wrapping his muscled arms around her slim waist. Her pulled her up and spun around as she giggled and kissed him.

"So do you," whispered Logan to Carly as he chuckled at the show Carter and Natalie were displaying.

"I can say the same for you, Mr. James," she whispered back.

Logan wore a pair of cream-toned joggers and a light maroon shirt that had a bow tie at the neck. He had on a black fedora and regular converse that were white. His best friend, Carter, had on the same pants and shoes, but instead wore a black shirt with the white front of a tux designed onto it.

"So," Carly began when Natalie was put down, "Are we all ready?"

"I am," said the other three simultaneously.

Everyone broke out in a cheerful laughter before they all walked to the white painted door of the apartment, each couple with locked arms. Carter was the one with the car parked outside in a slot in front of the girl's complex, his dark blue convertible Cadillac a nice shade of the color in the setting sun.

"Sweet ride babe," Natalie said to Carter as he opened the back door on the passenger side, Logan doing the same for Carly on the other side.

Once the men were done being gentlemen, they hopped into the front seats and Carter Flayr started the classic and out her into reverse.

"A nice dinner, here we come," Logan shouted out loud as they pulled onto the pavement and turned out of the complexes.

~~~~~SKIP~~~~~

The group of friends arrived at a highly recommended restaurant that the boys had to reserve their seats for three months in advance. Carter and Logan almost forgot about this idea they had planned, but were luckily reminded by an automated call. Before he got out, Carter rolled up the roof on the car and the windows, not taking any chances.