I'm Not Ten Years Old, I'm Fourteen, You Dingus

Chapter Twenty-Five: A Date

-- Jessica POV --

I pulled the turquoise dress over my head and straightened out the hem. Recently, we have become very famous. It's almost scary, actually. Overnight, my album (Lyrics were written between me and Satan.) became the top-seller in iTunes, HMV, Walmart, and other music stores, and it still is. Brooklyn has recently participated in seven ballets, and scored lead roles in both. She's the most popular dancer in the UK, maybe even Europe, possibly the world. Rayna has been called to eight fashion shows, and is gaining tons of fans all over the world (One plus is that she gets to pick some articles of clothing and keep them for free.). Abi has performed all over, and in the up-coming Summer Olympics she has a guaranteed spot. Dear, sweet Satan.. Alright, those adjectives may not match the proper noun, but whatever. There has never been a bigger, more popular classical musician ever. Whether it's her flute, piano, violin, or guitar, everyone eats it up. We're both at the top spots in the music industry.

Anyway, back to the present moment...

I admired the dress in the mirror, as Rayna had brought it here earlier today, and had thrown a yellow dress at Rayna. You see, the boys got the news and had decided that, since we're leaving tomorrow, we may as well go on a date. We've had dates every Saturday and Sunday since we came to the school, and this feels like this may be the last one in a while...

"Jessica, get your butt out of the bathroom! I swear on Matthew Cuthbert's plow, if you don't get out now, either Satan's gonna puke or gonna pass out!" Abi yells fiercely as she knocks rapidly on the door. "This is a community bathroom, Abi. You do know that, correct?" I call back. "Um... Yeah! I totally did!" The door opens and shuts and I hear four crutches clicking against the cold tile floor. She totally did not know.. Oh, Angel, I think to myself as I shake my head.

A very pale and green-looking Violet is all but being dragged by Abi through the bathroom. She's shoved onto a bench, and Abi sits next to her. "Listen, Violet. I'm gonna get you some Advil." Abi reassured. Quickly sue amends her statement when she sees the look Violet gives her. "Oh, did I say Advil? I meant Tylenol!" She lets out a nervous giggle as she gets up and rummages through the cabinets.

The other girls burst out from the shower stalls, Rayna in a warm yellow dress and Brooklyn in a sparkly soft green. "You two look absolutely FABULOUS!" I scream. Then we do that thing where we go over to one another and scream and jump whilst holding hands together, it's sort of a girl thing.. "Yeah, we would totally join you three, but I'm playing Nurse Angel over here to my beloved Satan." Abi remarks, pointing towards the sorry-looking Violet.

When Brooklyn reveals that she's brought down my ginormous makeup kit, and sets it on the counter, we all give our special smile to one another. It's a look that most girls understand. You know, when there's a large pile of makeup and you just know you're bound to have fun. I then apply my foundation and concealer. When I do my winged eyeliner, I have to concentrate very, very hard to not screw up. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth when it's perfect. After some shimmery gold eyeshadow, full-lash-bloom mascara, and some magenta lipstick, I'm all set. I strap on my glittery gold heels and click off, grabbing my golden clutch.

The car the boys sent pulls up to an expensive-looking restaurant, and my jaw drops. Brooklyn gives me the look which makes me shut my mouth. Rayna opens the door and steps out. The fine lighting and night sky makes her look like a gorgeous gold statue, like one of Aphrodite or something.

The boys are already waiting there, and Niall is wearing a tuxedo with a white tie. Immediately I know this is a fancy location. "Jessica, you are looking stunning tonight." Niall compliments me as he takes my arm. "You look handsome tonight, Niall." I return the favour, glad for not messing up like I did the first time we met when he called me beautiful.

Inside the restaurant, I am stunned. I swear to the ends of the earth the walls are shining! Everyone around here is so, so fancy! We are led to a grand-looking table by a waiter, and we sit down. Immediately, I spread my-cloth-napkin across my lap. "Champagne, Sir?" He asks Niall. "Sorry, we're not of age. But we will take some ginger ale." When I open my menu, I am taken by surprise yet again. No burgers, no hot dogs, no seventeen different types of sandwiches, no grade 'C' roast beef. Instead, it had things like caviar, escargot, frogs' legs (Which were not actually frog legs, but some sort of thing similar to a green veggie straw, except much better than a veggie straw.), lamb meat, scallops, bacon-wrapped scallops, and grade 'A' roast beef.. My mouth begins to water just looking at it.

After a very satisfying dinner of bacon-wrapped scallops and lamb, Niall takes my arm again and leads us out the the restaurant, to an exclusive VIP celebrity club. We dance hard and, I must say, Brooklyn, Rayna, and I's whipping and nay-naying was the best in the club. Some celebrities' dancing was awful. It reminded me that, just because people can dance doesn't mean they should, exactly.

By the end of the evening, I am all worn out. Luckily, Niall senses this and takes us back to the car. All the way back to the school he sings 'Little Things' in my ear. When we inevitably get to our destination, we kiss goodnight, then part. At our parting, it stings me inside, but I know, deep down, that we'll see each other again.

When we enter our room, I see Abi on her laptop doing something-or-other, and Violet asleep, on top of the blankets. Brooklyn switches into 'Mama Brooklyn' mode, as Abi calls it, and begins to tuck Violet in bed. "So, how'd it go?" Abi asked, curious. "It... Was... Fabulous!" We shout in unison. "We had dinner, then went clubbing." Rayna summarizes, tossing herself onto her bed, and beginning to undress. Some silence passes through as we get organized and begin to get ready for bed. "How'd it go for you, Abi?" Rayna asks, shrugging into her striped pyjamas.

"Well.." Abi began. "She was fine, then she puked. More painkillers. Fine for a bit, we watched 'The Little Mermaid'. She puked. More painkillers. We watched some AFV, until more puke and painkillers. Then some 'iCarly'. More puke and painkillers. Finally, after half an episode of 'Full House'-" I interrupted Abi. "Let me guess, more puke and painkillers?" Abi nodded. "Yep. Then she passed out. Could barely get her into her pyjamas." Abi paused to yawn. "I'm going to sleep. G'night." "Goodnight." We reply. I fell into a dream where Niall led me around a park of sorts, and it was very peaceful.

I hoped that all this peace would be here tomorrow.