The Nerd And Her Bad Boy

Chapter 8: Club Nova

Chapter 8: Club Nova

It's almost eight o'clock and I haven't even chosen what i'm going to wear.

As I pace back and forth in my room, hair wet and all, I try to think of a potential outfit to wear but literally I can not think of one thing that would look decent on me.

I mean, at first i was telling myself that i'll just wear skinny jeans and a sweater, but now I'm stressing out here.

My bedroom door swung open revealing Amy, looking stylish as ever. She wore a dress which had a V-line waist, which was accented with a lace poofy skirt and jet black heels.

"How the hell did you get in?" I asked as she sat on my bed.

"Are you forgetting that I have the key to the house, but a better question would be: why the hell aren't you dress yet?"

When I told her that i couldn't find nothing to wear she thought I was bluffing until she took a look at my closet she nearly passed out.

"Oh no no no, this is unacceptable!"

I've never been a fashionista,  was raised wearing oversized shirts with jeans and converse at the age of 14, anything before well....i don't really want to talk about it.

"I know, I know just, please find me something, it's almost eight and-" I was rudely interrupted when she placed her index finger over my lip to shut me up

"I am so ahead of you honey, luckily I brought an extra dress just in case." She said this while taking a black dress out of her bag.

I must say, the dress was eye opening. Definitely something Amy would wear, I couldn't wear this even my parents would disown me for even thinking about wearing something like that.

It was black with a sheer waist, she also pulled out some spiked six inch heels moments after.

"Uh- so where's my outfit?" because that definitely couldn't be for me. Yet Amy gave me a huge smack on my forearm, followed by an "Oww!" by me.

"This is your outfit silly, now either you wear it or you wear whatever flop that is in your closet."

"Hey! they are very stylish if I must say so myself." I protested. Nobody talks about my 'fashion' sense besides me.

"Keep, telling yourself that...Now, Alauren Georgia Divine you get ready this instinct or so help me I'll let you go out with nothing but your underwear." She demanded like my mother. But nonetheless I grabbed the clothes and shoes then went to get ready.

*

So, this is a thing. Me, wearing a sexy dress, with heels. Never thought I'd see the day.

"If I fall tonight I'm so going to sue you and your family and anyone who ever interacted with you." I bitterly said feeling as if I was six inches taller, oh wait- I am.

"Stop being bitter you actually look attractive." I don't know whether to take that as a diss or not but whatever. "Now time for your face then hair."

"What?" I pray to the heavens that she didn't mean what she just said. If there's something I hate  even more than Alex, sweat and noise, it's make-up -ew- I'd never wear more than foundation and lipstick.

"You heard me, now sit your scrawny ass down so i can get this on your face."

I let out a defeating sigh and sat down in front of the mirror, as I look in the mirror I try to remember the last time I actually took a look at me properly.

Amy started to apply foundation, powder etc, I wasn't really paying attention since I had my eyes close the whole time because she wanted it to be a 'surprise'