After that glorious evening at Caitlin's and Tommy's I gained a lot of self - esteem. Jack asked me out and all of his friends greeted me in the hallways. I felt really really famous and the cooler kids in my class seemed jealous of me and my relationship with a boy that was two years older than me and a lot cooler. Even the prettiest girl in my year came up to me and sat down next to me during a break. Jenna acted like we knew each other forever and told me that I was really cool and that I could hang out with her clique if I wanted to. Of course I wanted to, so she invited me over that evening to have a real girl day. Only she and I. That was rare even some of her best friends haven't met her alone before. I agreed and was excited the whole day. When I finally knocked on her door, a butler opened the door and politely asked if he could pick up my jacket. I thanked him and he told me that Miss Kingston was waiting upstairs in the salon. I felt nervous and uncomfortable around this setting 'cause everything was clean and seemed unaffordable for someone like me. Jenna's voice ripped me out of my thoughts. I hurried myself into the room and spotted my new best friend in the back of the room. She looked gorgeous! Her long thick glossy chocolate-brown hair was curled at the ends. She wore a heavy Make-Up that made her look like she was at least 16. Especially her light brown eyes were highlighted very strong and created the illusion of her being a doll. She wore a long nude coloured dress that fitted her body perfectly, and made her look even tanner than she was. I felt massively underdressed with my long straight blond ponytail, my thick framed glasses (even though I put on a little bit of mascara), my skinny jeans and my new h&m blouse. She looked at me with a frown, then she hugged me. When she let go she told me we definitely had to do some shopping. I agreed just because I wanted to look as beautiful as she. So we went to one of the most expensive shopping centers in our city. I tried on a lot of stunning clothes but there was no way I could afford a single piece. When I told my problem to Jenna she just smiled knowingly and told me that her parents wouldn't give her much pocket money. Then she grinned and I knew that a woman had to do what a woman had to do!
