Wanderlust

16. The Big Date.

Constant knocking woke us up the next morning. Groaning, I get out of bed, walking over to the door to get tackled down by Armany. How did she know where I'm staying? Quickly, I get up from the floor, pulling her into the hallway for we won't wake up Ricky.

"Why so early?" I yawn.

"Why so early?" She mocks. "We need your makeup, hair, dress, shoes, nails and toes done! We do not have all day. Ricky needs you ready by seven on the dot."

"Right," I sigh, typing my hair up in a bun. "Can you take me by the house to change?"

"Yeah."

Walking back into the bedroom, I write a note to Ricky. I will be with Armany. See you at seven. I put on my shoes, heading down to Armany's car. After what felt like eternity, we end up back at my house, where I take a quick shower, get changed and head back into the car. "First thing is the dress. I'm pretty sure that is going to be the hardest thing since you're very picky."

"Okay," I chuckle. "But can we stop for breakfast if you're going to have me running around the whole day."

Ending up at a breakfast restaurant. I decided to get a plate full of fruit and some toast with a cup of juice. After it comes, Armany and I talk about what is happening back at home with Alex.

"He really wants to see you. He would of came, but got held up with stuff."

"I want to see Alexander, too," I sigh. "I think I might ask Ricky if we can go back to Seattle for a day or two. Catch up on things."

We pushed the Alexander thing away for now since we will only have a day together. We will mostly talk about shopping only, but it's okay if it means we can spend time with each other. We both decide to walk to the stores because they are like right next to each other, which is really to save us a lot of time. Well, not the salon, but the rest is good.

First we walk into the dress store where I immediately wanted to turn around and leave. Oh this place looks so expensive. I know I can afford it, but oh my gosh, these prices are crazy.

"Do you have anything in mind?" Armany smiles.

"Hello ladies, I'm Cassia, what can I help you with today?"

"My friend here is going on a date tonight to the fanciest restaurant in Rome. What dresses do you recommend?"

"I have the perfect dresses, come this way." Cassia smiles.

You know how this goes. Dress after dress after dress. I think this would of been easier if I did not have to show Armany. Every dress I try on she does not like because it does not make me look sluty. I have told her a million of times that I will not be looking like a slut tonight or anytime soon. I'm going to the fanciest restaurant in Rome, what makes her think I will be dressed like a slut?

To satisfy her a little, I tried on a few dresses, which she immediately said yes to, but Cassia also agreed that the dress is a little to short for where I'm going. When Cassia pulls out the last dress, I fell in love. The dress is red. A really nice red. The dress is almost looked like it's been pulled out of a movie.

"Oh Brooklyn, if you don't get the dress, I will get it for myself." Armany chuckles.

"Trust me," I smile. "I'm getting the dress." After buying the dress, we go buy a pair of black heels, that are not that bad because it's not hard to walk at all. Next thing we do is go to the nail salon. Wow, this place is huge.

As we sit down waiting for the person to call us up, I think about what type of nails I'm getting. I do not want to get acrylic nails. I absolutely hate it. The last time I had acrylic nails was when I was fourteen. I only lasted like a week. I got so tired of not being able to do what I wanted to do. For the rest of my Years, I have painted my nails a simple color.