Chapter {6} - Not a bad night.

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KIARA'S POV:

"Come on, get ready." Tatia said and got up.

"For what?" I asked confused.

"We're going to a party. " she opened the closet and began searching for something.

"No, you're going to a party." I corrected her sentence.

"Really, the two of us are going to a high school party." she said not looking at me.

"Ha ha nice joke." I chuckled.

"I'm not joking." she turned her head a little so her eye can see me and she winked.

"What? I'm not going to a high school party where there's loud music, drunk teenagers who they will be one on top of the others eating each other's lips. Ew, no way." I blabbered.

"Go put this on you." she totally ignored everything I said and gave me a black jewel dress which my mother brought for him last year and she said 'I brought you this because you're always wearing pants and boyish clothes.' yeah this is my mom.

"Ugh, aren't you listening to me?" I groaned.

"No." she said all innocent.

I sighed and wore the dress and said "I'm not wearing this alone. You know, um its cold outside. " I tried to protest and hopefully she agreed and gave me a strong green jacket which I really loved so much and handed me a red scarf. I paired them with beige ankle boots.

"okay, now the make-up and hair." she walked closer to me as if to begin her work.

"What? No, no!" I was shocked and disgusted. I didn't really liked make-up, it's like you're covering yourself and shows a fake one and it's really disgusting.

She ignored me once again and began putting these disgusting things on my face.

I saw her putting eyeliner, she told me to make my eyes look bigger and to show the blue color of it and she puts pale red lipstick. She didn't let me look at the mirror until she does everything.

Then, she let my wavy hair slip on my shoulders, well it wasn't long enough but it was okay.

"Now, look." she said gesturing at the mirror and I did like I was told.

My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. This girl in the mirror is not me!

"Oh my God. It's so pretty!" I sighed. I never saw myself like this.

"You're kidding me, you look amazing!" she said happily.

We got out of the building and rushed to my car. "Hey, you ride because I don't think I'll be able to ride." I said and handed her the keys.

She took them and we began driving toward that freaking house. We are going to a party; I'm going to a party! Oh my God, what did I do? Why did I accept in the first place? Now I'm so nervous, my whole body is shaking, my heart is beating really fast and I think I'm gonna have a heart attack.

Nice job, Kiara.

After what seemed like hours the car pulled to a stop and Tatia stepped out of it. She looked amazing and full of confidence just like always.
She was dressed by a red strapless dress that has a flower on his waist which paired them with black high heels.

Her strawberry blond hair was perfectly waved on her shoulders. She was perfect. Unlike me.

Once I clambered out of the car, the loud music filled my ears and the lights were turning on and off. Bottles were thrown all over the place. It was a mess.

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