Love without colour

La, La Chic

Isabelle's P.O.V

What the hell I am going to wear?

I looked at the clothes I had scattered on the bed and frown. How was I supposed to go out on a date with Oswaldo when I have absolutely nothing to wear? This was the first time he asked me out and it didn't involve Megan. Don't get me wrong I loved Megan, she's an adorable kid, but I really wanted to go out with him alone. And when he finally did ask, I've got nothing to wear.

"Hill, I've nothing to wear, what am I going to do?"

I was full out panicking, throwing outfits after outfits to one side of the bed trying to find the right one.

"I'm doomed!"

I threw myself on the bed with the clothes. Hillary came to stand over me, rolling her eyes when she saw my entire wardrobe lying on the bed under me.

"Come on, Izzy, you've got more clothes than me and I'm the shopaholic."

She leaned forward and pulled a dress from under me none too gently. I frowned up at her, but she ignored me.

"What about this? This is really pretty."

I sat up and snatched the dress from her hands, "Yeah if I was going to church."

She grabbed another outfit and I shook my head, "Too much, I'm a slut."

Rolling her eyes, she picked up another, and I shook my head again. "Not too much, I'm a slut."

I threw myself back down on the bed and groaned loudly, "It's no use, let's face it, I've got nothing to wear."

Hillary threw herself on the bed next to me. "Ok, so we go shopping."

I turned to look at her like she was crazy, "Hill, my budget doesn't allow for buying new clothes, you know that."

Her face broke out into a big smile, "That's why we're going to this little shop that sells amazing clothes, but we're gonna like, get it for like half the price. How super is that?"

I frowned down at her. What the hell is she talking about? "Hill, even half the price is still over my budget."

I hate to burst her bobble, but she knows that the only thing I accepted from my mother was my college tuition, everything else I worked and paid for by getting a job.

"Izzy, trust me. Remember that girl I told you I met in the library, the black girl with the big ass?"

She looked at me waiting for me to confirm I remember, I nodded my head.

"How could I not, it was all you talked about for a week."

"Like, how could I not? Her body was, um, how do you say it...wicked! Anyway, like I was saying, her mom owns a little bouquet, that sells these really awesome clothes and she says that if we shop there we'll get friends discount."

I frowned harder at her, getting up from my spot on the bed, I gestured with my hand to the bed. "Why didn't you tell me this before I emptied the entire content of my wardrobe on my bed?!"

She got up and faced me too, "Because you're stubborn and you like would never have listened to me."

I give her a look clearly saying that she had me all wrong. She in turn put her hands on her hips and frowned at me.

"Remember prom? I told you to like, come with me to the mall to buy a dress, but you clearly refused, saying that you'll like, wear one that you already got. Then the day before prom you called me in a panic, saying that you having absolutely nothing to wear."