Can't Have It

Chapter 23

Olivia's POV
So today's agenda is as follows. In half an hour, I have to start getting ready cause Skye is picking me up for the party. My dad is still on a business trip and my mom said she's going to spend the night at my aunts because I don't know why but she'll be back Monday morning. I promised them both I would be home before 1 o'clock and they let me go since I did my studying early when I woke up. Before I start on my makeup and shower, I decide to get something to eat so I have a quick bowl of kale salad realizing I have to get ready.

I jump into the steaming shower and let the drops fall while I get used to the heat. Then I wash my hair and body and come out and dry myself, applying lotion. I blow dry my hair as fast as possible then grab the curling iron. I try to do settle curls on my tips which only takes me about half an hour so I start on my makeup. I start my face with foundation then use some concealer on my nose, under eye, and Cupid's bow. I add in the lightest pink in my makeup box of blush on my cheeks and start on my eyes. I quickly do my eyeliner and mascara and decide against eye shadow. To complete it all, I use my brick red lipstick, since it is a party.

While I started looking through my closet, I heard the door bell and notice it's only 6:30, so it can't be Skye. I run downstairs and open the door to see who it is.

"Heyyyyy!"

"You're not supposed to be here till seven???"

"Yea but it's your first party, I'm picking your outfit! "

"Be my guest" I laugh.

I follow her upstairs and find her taking my place in the closet. Almost immediately she jumps out of the walk in and throws me something black and something black. Without question I jump into the bathroom and change seeing what it was she handed me. I look in the mirror to see a black strapless dress that could not have fit any tighter without me not being able to breath. If it was a hair shorter, you could see my butt cheeks. I sigh knowing she bought this and did not get it from my closet but see my shoes that were mine. My black Christian Loubutin. I smile at my favorite 6 inch stilettos and stick my feet in before standing up. I arrange my hair a bit before stepping out of the bathroom.

"YASSSS GIRL SLAY"

I just laugh at her before walking over to my underwear drawer.

"Yea this panty is not going to work, you could literally stick a coin in my dress and tell if it's heads or tails. I'm just going to change into a thong so meet me in the car. "

She giggles at me a little bit then walks out to the car. I slip on a Victoria's Secret lace black thong and grab my leather Chanel then make my way to the car, making sure to lock up.

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We've only just arrived and Skye is driving around looking for a parking lot and I can already smell alcohol. We pull up about a block away since the entire neighborhood and begin walking. About every two seconds I find myself pulling my dress down cause I can feel my butt checks sagging out of it which is really , really annoying. I really didn't want to wear it to be honest I look so slutty right now but this is the only party I'm ever going to go to so I figure that's a justification. We finally round the corner and make our way to the house with drunk teenagers on the yard. This should be fun. *sarcasm*.

"Skye?"

"Yup" I see her all giddy and I remember I'm only doing this for her.

"I swear to god if you leave me alone at this party I'm walking home."

"Seriously? You don't plan on dancing with a guy or anything?!"

" I don't plan on getting raped, I'm serious! "

"You're to uptight, this is one night. Please just try to have fun and I'll try and stay with you for as much as I can."

"Yea whatever." I mumble. We walk inside and Skye leads me around the dance 'floor' which is basically stretching throughout the entire first story until we make it to the kitchen a few minutes later. She pours herself some party punch in a red cup and hands me a beer.

"Ew no thanks." I say, rejecting the Bud Light.

"If you're going to be like that the whole night, I'm ditching you."

"I'm sorry, I'm still not drinking the beer though."

Skye grins, pleased that I've somewhat loosened up

"C'mon let's dance!"

Just as we make our way into the crowd, the queen comes on. Rihanna. I give Skye the best-friend- you- know-
what - I'm - thinking - look as we here the first few beats of Work.

Work, work, work, work, work
He see me do me dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt

I look at Skye as we sing the over rehearsed lyrics to each other and dance with our hands up and our hair all over our faces. It's honestly the most fun I've had in years, not that I would like to come back weekly, but it's nice to have best friend bonding time out of school you know? The song ends and we laugh at how ridiculous we must of looked and listen for the next song. When we recognize it as Selena Gomez we leave the dance floor and walk out to the front yard, five minute song and I almost can't breathe from how many people are around you. I didn't notice it to much but when I stopped dancing I felt like there was no oxygen in the house whatsoever. Just when I'm about to say I'm ready to go back in I see Brad walk onto the lawn, towards me.