chapter 03 | i hate you so so much

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We arrived at Nicole's place after 15 minutes. Oh wow. Her house was just amazingly huge and beautiful. My jaw dropped when it first came into sight and Nicole grinned at me, giggling.

We went up to her room and the first thing she did was taking me into her walk-in closet which was the size of my bedroom. Well then, way to make me feel small.. She grabbed some clothes off the rack and piled it up on my hands.

"I think this will look good on you," She said as she passed me a strapless skintight dress, one after another. Not my type but okay, I'll just try it on.

After she was done picking out her clothes for me, I obviously had to try it on. Trust me, she wouldn't even let me take a single step out of her bedroom if I didn't try them on. The clothes she picked out were basically her entire closet. She even asked me to try on some push up bras. Surprisingly, we wore the same bra size... I raised my eyebrow and laughed when she suggested that but I got to try them on or she said she would choke me with cereals.

I tried on a few and showed them to her but she insisted that I try the dresses after that and the dresses only. She said I'll look super hot in a dress. A girl could lie, right?

I was surprised because out of all the dresses she picked for me, one of them caught my eye. I don't wear clothes like these but the dress was beautiful and I really liked it. It was a simple yet classic skintight navy blue dress that goes down to mid thigh or slightly above that. It had straps and the back was a little cut out at the waist so my bra couldn't be seen tho. It had a zip down the front of the dress. As I put it on, I looked into the mirror at myself in awe. I thought I looked better than usual, without the push up bra. But once I put on the push up bra, damn. I thought I looked hot.

I showed it to Nicole who was waiting by her bed and busy using her phone. Her lips curled upwards into a smile almost immediately when she saw me. I guessed she liked it.

"Oh. My. Gosh," She paused and walked towards me with a huge grin plastered on her face, "What happened to the Kelsey I know 5 seconds ago?"

I smiled awkwardly and blushed, "She's still here, just in a... different style of clothing."

"I love it on you! Love love love!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air and cheered. "It looks really good on you!"

"Thanks Nicole, really appreciate it," I smiled at her again.

"Hold on, we gotta pull down the zipper to show off some cleavage of those boobies you have," She smirked at me and winked before pulling the zip down a little. I felt uncomfortable but it was only for one night, right? No one could possibly notice me. Right?

Nicole changed into her dress after that. She wore a strapless dress in a colour of sexy red that stopped right below her ass. Her dress showed off her boobs and her curves really well, if I might add. Then, she helped me with makeup after she was done with her own.

Once we were done, it was almost time to leave. Nicole lent me her black pumps that I can never walk in while hers was white. We hopped into the Mercedes Benz and sped off to wherever the party was being held at.

"You know there's a 99.9% chance that I will fall because of these ridiculous heels right? How do you even walk in them?" I whined, sounding like a five year old.

"It takes practice, Kels. I don't mind lending my heels to you for you to learn how to walk in them," She flashed me her signature smirk and laughed. I laughed along too.

Once we arrived at the party, the house was already full of people. By full, I meant it looked like the whole school was here having fun at the party but the house probably couldn't fit that many people. Or could it? Nicole grabbed onto my arm and led me through the crowd, into the living room of whoever's house it was. Music was blasting and that was pretty much the only thing I could hear. We were on the dance floor and Nicole started dancing, still holding onto my hand. I obviously stood there awkwardly, knowing that I didn't know what I was actually supposed to do in the party.

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