Show Me Your Teeth

Tracy Wilburn is perfect. There is absolutely nothing anyone can say to change Sarah’s mind. The blonde bombshell stood in front the mirror hooked behind the closet door, holding a summer dress against her, standing in her bra and underwear which certainly made Sarah want to take the blanket from her bed and cover herself with it and hide. Her perfect skin, her perfect curls, her perfect breasts, her perfect everything! It was no wonder that this woman standing in her half empty room was head cheerleader and prom queen in high school back in Ohio. Tracy could afford the expensive Adeline André and Chanel outfits, the expensive Valentino shoes that any woman would kill to own. She was born in a rich family that owned a law firm, thus is why she can spend over one grand during one shopping spree. 

Then there was Sarah Meadows. The awkward tomboy with frizzy brown hair who bought her clothes at the nearest thrift store and prefer to wear granny panties instead of Victoria Secret. At the age of twenty-one years old, Sarah was a virgin who has never done anything with a guy aside of shaking his hand. It was embarrassing, and it was something that Tracy was always determined to change. She did everything she could to bring out the swan in Sarah, going great distance to help her by introducing her to good looking men who would prefer to sleep with Tracy instead of her, or would buy her adult toys to help her loosen up and live a little.

It was only after they graduated from high school when Tracy told her that she was moving to New York, and begged Sarah to come with her. Telling her that she wouldn’t have to worry about the money because her father was willing to help out with the finances for the two of them, and wouldn’t expect her to owe him a dime. At first she was terrified of the thought of leaving Ohio. The place where she grew up and lived. She have never been out of the state except maybe a small part of Kentucky, but other than that, she was a little bird that never truly left the nest. She had lived with her grandmother her whole life, who sheltered her after the death of her little sister when her mother had complete gone out of her mind and shot her. She shot herself as well, but only to live and moved to a mental hospital-never seeing Sarah again. 

The thought of all that made Sarah realize she needed to start fresh. She needed to get away from all those memories and that was when she decided to move with Tracy to New York. They moved into this two bedroom apartment in the middle of Manhattan, which was also Tracy’s father’s choice. It was a five floor apartment building, landing them on the third floor facing Central Park. They moved in yesterday, which Tracy enjoyed very much because they had movers carrying all their things into their apartment. Good for Tracy, but embarrassing for Sarah since her best friend asked one of the men if he was single and when he said yes, she pointed Sarah out and told him she was an animal in bed. But just like Sarah assumed he would do, he didn’t seem very interested and was focused more on Tracy...which is also why she has a date with the guy tonight. 

“So? What do you think?” Tracy looked at Sarah, who by that time was sitting in the middle of Tracy’s bed, hugging a pink teddy bear that one of Tracy’s ex-boyfriends had given her. “Do you think it’ll show a lot of skin?”

Sarah eyed the yellow summer dress, seeing it was short and from the way she held it up against her body, it most likely would show her whole cleavage. “Yes.”

“Good!” Tracy smiled, taking the dress off the hanger, tossing the plastic into the closet and slipped the dress on, which fell perfectly against her tan body. “Because I need to get laid tonight.” She went to her mirror and opened up her make-up case on the dresser and applied more blush. 

“You don’t even know this guy.” Sarah said as she played with the bears small paws, making him clap while not even looking up at her friend. “He could be a mass murderer or a pedophile.”