Right But Wrong

Bowling fun

Avery:

I was supposed to be focusing on school, but all I could focus on was HIM. The way his hands softly grazed against my skin, the way he took care of me as if I was the only person he cared for. And most of all, the fact that he spoke. I knew it seemed self-centred, but it felt like he only really spoke for me. As if he knew I needed to hear his voice.

Truthfully I felt embarrassed for the moment I put myself in, crying like a little kid over a simple cut and graze and before then getting giddy over a simple toy store. But he acted as if it was normal, I didn't know why he didn't immediately take it as a chance to make fun of me. But the fact that instead he took on the role of taking care of me, like it came to him so naturally, brought the tiniest smile to my lips. Instead of being mean, making fun of me or anything else, he cared for me like it brought him happiness to do so.

Bringing me out of my trance, I heard Angelica's voice, making me look up from my laptop and notebook to see her stood in front of me. "I'm going out with some friends in a couple of hours, do you want to come?" She asked, making my heart skip a few beats. Was she truly asking me? I hadn't had someone ask me to hang out with them before. Was this some sick type of joke or something?

"Are you sure?" I asked, making her laugh a little and reply with "I asked you didn't i?" I suppose she did.. "Yes." I suddenly said before she could change her mind, making her laugh again. "I'll take that as you want to come, meet me downstairs in two hours". I nodded happily, before immedietaly closing my notebook and laptop so i could go and get ready. As soon as i entered my room, i flicked through the very few clothes i had, but quickly got frustrated at the little amount of items i did. Then my eyes landed on something. The bags from a couple of days ago. Inside them still layed the clothes i got from the mall, clothes that had yet to be warn, clothes that still had price tags on them. Clothes that could possibly suit the occasion. 

Laying the different outfits on the bed i finally settled with a white and pastel blue outfit, it hugging my curves in the best way and finally being an outfit that didn't feel so childish. However the bows that I added with my sewing machine, a gift one of my old friends handed me as a birthday present on my 13th, made it still feel cute - along with the white fluffy cardigan, matching white demonias that rested just above my knees and the small chains I added to the blue skirt.

Maybe it would be seen as childish if I didn't add the corset. The corset was a lighter shade of white than the other peices and it hugged against my curves perfectly, showing me to look a little more adult and hopeful stop the remarks people made of me looking like a kid - not only for the typical outfits I wore but for the fact that I only stood at a height of 5'4 and I always wore my hair in either pigtails or braids, plus my freckles didn't help much either.

Having my thought put me off putting my hair into braids, I decided against it and decided to leave it down instead, my hair falling against my shoulders and going all the way down to my waist. Taking one final glance in the mirror, a tiny smile appearing at how adult I looked, I decided to go a little further and add some more grown up makeup too. Finally deciding I was finished with the look as my now winged eyes looked back at myself, i made my way downstairs to find Angelica.

Instead i found Aeson, Xaden, Karlon and Cameron. Something that soon made me question if I shouldn't have gone so far and maybe should've just stuck with my usual outfits and makeup. After all my current outfit not only made me look older but showed a lot more skin, including having the corset show my breasts off alot more.

"Where are you going looking like that?" Karlon finally asked, looking me up and down as if he was a predator eyeing up his prey. 

"I-" I stuttered, now feeling a little more self conscious about my outfit.