Another Cliché Love Story

Painful Flashbacks

That's basically Eliza just, you know, black with bigger hips and ass, anyway that's how I imagine the dress. Enjoy!

In surprise, Elijah came in a car.

"Princess, put that big ass in my car." Elijah calls.

I glare at him. "I thought you had a girlfriend."

He scoffs and gets in the car.

"Bastard." I mutter to myself, getting in his nice car.

"You say something, Princess?" Elijah asks, smirking at me from the rear view mirror.

"No I did not, Barbarian." I glare.

"Good, now be a good princess and put your seat belt on." He advises.

"The sexual tension is thick between you two." Lucius announces.

I scoff.

Elijah drives off.

The view of Beatrice fighting Elizabeth is still in my mind.

It's been good to see Ryan. I remember a time when it wasn't so nice.

It was last year. I was getting ready to go to my first party, so I was getting ready at Beatrice's house.

"Girl, you can't wear that!" Beatrice denied standing up from the bed.

I looked at my pregnant friend in anger. She made me change like five times and Ryan would be here any minute to take me to the party. I would hit Beatrice if she wasn't eight months along.

"What do you mean?!" I hissed.

"It didn't work for you. I think I have something for you to wear." She informed.

I sighed, not wanting to try on anymore clothes.

She waddles over to her closet and pulls out a shirt basically.

"No!" I demanded.

"Yes. It's sexy now put it on."

I shook my head.

She sighs. "You argue with a pregnant lady?" She asked.

Ugh, I hated when she used that against me. I can't wait until she finally births the damn baby.

"No, I'm not going to argue with a pregnant lady, I'm going to scold her for getting pregnant." I teased.

She rolled her eyes and tossed me the short dress.

I groaned and took off the dress I had on and put the other one on. I will admit I looked sexy on this dress. It hugged my wide hips and big butt. It's a dark red color that stops just below my butt, so sitting and bending down is out of the question. It's also a deep v-neck showing most of my chest off.

"That's it!" Beatrice approved.

"No, it shows to much!"

"That's the point. Eliza, listen to me, you're too quiet. No one knows you, you're an introvert and nothing is wrong with that, but it's time to stand out. In this dress there's nowhere to hide." She explained, rubbing her stomach.

I sighed. "Fine."

"It's not like you had a choice. Come on let's do your make up."

I never understood why, she felt the need to do my make up, even though I can do it on my own.

I turn around in the mirror, then look at myself and the dress is see through.
"Beatrice, I can see my underwear."

"Duh, you aren't supposed to wear any."