Unpredictable ~LH & MC~

ten

{Emily's POV}

I couldn't believe that it was finally time for my date. Kathryn agreed to come home from school with me and help me get ready. She was just going to do my hair and help with outfits.

"What should I wear?" I loudly state from the closet, flipping through dresses.

"Ask Michael if it's supposed to be dressed up or casual." She replies from my office chair on the other side of my rather large room.

I grab my phone and pulled up messages as I go to sit on my bed.

Emily: how should I dress?
Michael: nicer, I said that the other day
Em: oh yeah lol a lot has happened since then
Mikey: yeah i know
Em: gtg get ready ;)
Mikey: (;see ya @ 7:00

With that, I throw my phone on the bed. I return to my closet to pull out my best dresses. I walk in and turn to the left side, where I keep my dresses. I grab a pink dress with black stripes, a dark green dress with beige pockets, a light pink dress, an orange dress, a white lace dress, a light blue dress, and a black skater dress. I place them all in a pile on my bed.

"Which one?" I laugh.

"Well I can't just look at them and tell. You must put them all on." She says back in shock from the pile on my bed.

"Starting with which?" I sigh.

"Definitely from the top." She laughs.

"Okay." I state as I carry them all back into the closet.

I hang them all on the rack nearest to me. I grab the black skater dress first. I slide my jeans off then pull my purple loose tank over my head. I slide the dress on then grab my black wedge booties. I pull them on then zip the inside. I open the closet door.

"What do you think?" I say as I walk over to my body mirror.

"I love it!" Kat squeals, looking up from her phone.

"Oh my, Kat chill. Is it not too tight in my stomach?" I say criticizing myself in the mirror.

"It looks hot! Especially with those shoes!" She states excitedly.

"Well thank you! We only have three more hours though so I better hurry." I close the closet door behind me.

I slide the light blue dress on then decide on my white strappy heels to go with it. I walk out with the black dress in hand. I throw it on my bed then walk to the mirror.

"It doesn't seem like you honestly." Kathryn states bluntly.

"I know. It really isn't. My mom just likes it." I sigh watching as the flowing ends of the dress gently move from the fan's rapid pace.

"I still like the black more."

"Me too."

Then it's back to the closet, or the drawing board basically. I pull the white lace dress over my head, leaving the white heels on.

"What do you think?" I say, making it back to the mirror.

"Still the black."

I walk back in the closet. Apparently she just loves this black dress. It might be a waste of time to even try with anything else. I pull the orange dress on then return to my black booties.

"Well?" I say opening the closet door.

"Orange isn't my favorite color on you."

"Mine either." I close the door.

I throw that one off into the pile forming in my floor. I pull on the light pink dress. I love this one. It might be up there with the black. I slide my nude wedges on then exit the closet.