Halloween was fast approaching and that meant so was our Halloween party. It was always the biggest party of the year, everyone that we knew would be there in their costumes, enjoying the music and definitely making the most of the free drinks.
"I just don't know if this is the one" I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. Costume shopping was one of my favorite things but at this moment I couldn't find anything that my brain so specifically wanted this year.
My best friend Kara pulled the changing room curtain open and stood behind me looking over my shoulder to have a look at my reflection along side me. "What are you talking about? You look great!"
Glancing myself up and down one more time, I exhaled. "Nope. This just isn't it"
"Looking to impress someone this year or something?" She quizzed, raising an eyebrow. Receiving a nervous smirk that I was trying so desperately to hide. "Oh, my, gosh, there so is isn't there!" She squealed excitedly, grabbing my arm.
"Okay maybe there is someone that has caught my eye. But it could never happen. More like it would never happen."
"Why? Who is it? I can't believe you haven't told me any of this!"
she proclaimed.
"He's just some guy my family know. A little older than you and I and possibly my dads close friend. Like best friend" I clenched my teeth, forcing a smile awaiting her reaction. Her mouth opened in a gasp.
"Which one? And how much older?"
"He's 39 I do believe. Also there's no reason to even be talking about this, like I said. Never going to happen. Anyways, he's famous, so why would be interested in somebody like me? I'm half his age almost, his best friends daughter, and a nobody."
"Wait, what do you mean he's famous?" Putting air quotes on the word famous, not shocking me so much because we do live in L.A. A place where people are notoriously known to claim themselves to be "famous" yet have only been in a toothpaste commercial at most.
"Like has his own TV show famous" I stated.
"Well shit, what show is it? Let me see if I know it, come on, chop chop, stop being so greedy with all of the details!"
I rolled my eyes and smiled. This was typical Kara behavior, always wanting to know all of the gossip. "It's a show called Impractical Jokers" I said, and with that her eyes widened. "I'm guessing by that reaction you know the show that I'm talking about?"
"Of course! I love that show. You never told me you were friends with them, though! We're best friends, Jessy. You need to tell me these things!"
But the thing is, to me, fame doesn't impress me. You're still a person, being on a TV show shouldn't put you above anyone else. So I didn't feel like it was important to shout out to the world that we knew people that were on TV.
"Just wait, I forgot to ask.." She paused, looking at me. "Which one is it..?"
"Q" I kept my answer short but sweet. Wondering what her reaction would be like more than anything.
"See, I'm more of a Sal girl myself. But I guess I can see why you find him attractive. He's a pretty good looking guy. He just comes across a little grumpy on TV I suppose."
"You're ridiculous" I laughed, "but I wouldn't know, I don't watch the show" shrugging off what she had just said. "Now can we please stop talking about this and continue trying to find the perfect outfit?"
"Sure, sure." She said walking towards the exit of the changing booth that we were both hauled up into gossiping. "But boobs."
"What?" I question, as she turned around to look at me.
"Boobs. You're definitely going to have to show of some more of those bad boys" she claimed, pointing to my chest.
"You're voracious" I said, pushing her out of the booth laughing.
A long two hours later was when I had finally returned home. As I walked into the sitting room I could see my mom and brothers setting up some of the decorations for the party. I tried to sneak past them both and head up to my room before my mom would start questioning me about what I had bought from the costume store. I had settled with two outfits that I would have to choose from on the day. One that showed off more leg and the other was a little more provocative, an outfit with a hint of more boob, as Kara would say. On the day of the party, I would barely see my parents through swarms of people filling the house so I wasn't worried about my choices. But that didn't mean that I was willing to get them out in front of my mom and brothers to show her what I had purchased.
I had successfully made my way up to my room without anyone noticing that I had even returned home. Shoving the bag of clothes into my closet, I checked my phone and saw that I had a text from Kara. It was a link to a YouTube video along with the words "thought you might enjoy this ;) " I clicked the link and then the familiar faces and laughter that had filled my house a few nights before were now playing back at me through my phone speaker. It was a clip from their show where the guys were punishing Sal and they had gotten into his house. And then that was the part that had caught my eye and the sole reason that Kara would have sent it to me in the first place, it was Q, shirtless and thrusting at the window, it was hilarious, ridiculous, and also very typical of Kara to tease me like this. I shook my head with a slight giggle, throwing my phone onto my bed.
The picture of him shirtless kept playing in my mind. He did look good, and it did make that want for him a little bit more stronger. And with that I then knew which costume I would be wearing that night. I wanted him to notice me again like he had done in the kitchen when I was in sweat pants and little make up. I wanted to make the same impression on him that he was making on me. My mind had decided that he was definitely worth the trouble.
