Ariana's POV
I looked down at the floor below them. They are so fucking stupid. "What the hell are you guys doing?! and ever heard of a frontdoor?" I said pulling them in my room. "We're here to help pick your outfit and yes but Maliah wanted to be James Bond!" Alexa said smiling. I raised an eyebrow. "Outfit for what? and seriously Liah?" I asked with a hand on my hip. "The party duh and come on you would do the same thing!" Maliah said smiling. The party? The party?!! Ugh I told them I didn't want to go but they never fucking listen. "I told you guys I don't want to go!" I shouted throwing myself down on my bed. "Please please please?!" they begged me. I rolled my eyes and slouched. As much as I hate them complaining, I hate parties too. I've only been to like two in my whole lifetime. Besides all the family shit and birthdays. "I don't-" I started, but was interrupted by Alexa."Oh my gosh you should totally wear these white socks!" she said scavenging through my drawers. She held up my favorite pair of thigh-high socks. They looked so cute for some reason right now and I wanted to wear them really bad...ugh no no no. I shook my head. "I'm not going." I told them and crossed my arms and legs."This is cute." Maliah said holding up one of my outfits. It was a skirt that looked like leather and went down to about my thighs. Also a shirt that was sleeveless and also looked like leather. It showed maybe a small portion of my stomach, wearing the skirt. "Well...?" Alexa & Maliah both said holding up the clothes. I held my head up and closed my eyes, turning away from them. "Oh come on." Alexa said. I felt hands grab mine and pull me up. My eyes shot wide open and I saw Alexa pulling me inside the bathroom, Liah following. When we got inside they shut the door and threw the clothes at me. "Get dressed now. You have no choice." Maliah said. I could tell they were being serious. They would wait for me forever if they had to. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Just get out and let me change." I said and crossed my arms. They squealed and exited the bathroom. I leaned against the sink with both my hands on the counter top. What was I getting myself into? I've never told anybody, and I mean anybody, why I moved here a year ago. I had a bad history with those 'two' parties.
