Hopelessly in love

Chapter 3

"This is ridiculous. I look ridiculous. I'm not doing this." I slipped out of the leather jacket Dez had lent me and dropped it on the floor. Then I felt the air hit my bare shoulders and quickly slipped back into it.

The dress I was wearing was skin tight, and blue. It was covered in sparkles (like all of Dez's clothes) and it went down to mid thigh. In short, it was the most innapropuate thing I had ever worn. I felt far and out of place,"Dez," I whined,"I can't do this!"

She rolled her eyes at me,"shut it, you look so good!" Easy for u to say, I thought. Unlike me, Dez looked amazing. Her long brown hair was straightened and she had a dark eye make up look. Her dress fit perfectly and hugged every curve on her body. It was jet black with sparkles embedded on the plunging neck line. Her dress ended just below the butt. "You haven't even looked in the mirror yet."

Well, she was right about that. Dez had done my hair and make up in 40 minuets because the party she wanted to hit up started at 9. She still wouldn't tell me whose it was. That jerk. I took a deep breath and mustered the courage to approach the mirror.

I gasped.

It wasn't like I was suddenly drop dead gorgeous like in the book s and movies. I still looked like me, but I looked, well, different. My brown hair was curled in big curls Dez had applied some serious eyeliner which made my brown eyes look more honey brown than poop brown. I had a little blush and some contorting to make the cheekbones pop.

As for the dress I had nothing to offer down below but the dress emphasized the few curves I had near my waistline and made my breasts pop up.

Cool I guess.

Dez gave me a look,"So what do you think?"

"Well I'm shocked you did this and yours in 40 minuets...."

"But?"

"But I still want to know where we're going!!"