"Are you ready yet?"I take a look at myself in the mirror, straightening out my outfit as I slightly question my choice in clothes.
I'm wearing short overalls that fortunately cover my scars, a very short black long sleeved crop top, and black boots. My hair is down naturally and I'm not really sure how but I managed to get my contacts on, after not wearing them for so long. It's not that I don't like them it's that I never had the strength to do it. I always hated my glasses but yet I never did anything about it.
I've never wore anything this revealing, besides that stupid outfit at the concert and Cody's birthday. Those by the way weren't even my idea of an outfit, they were Cali's and if it was up to me I wouldn't have worn those. But this was my idea, I'm not really sure what got me to wear this but I'm wearing it.
Plus, I kind of like it, I've never been a fan of tummy showing but I guess this is an exception. It's obvious I'm wearing this because I'm going with Cody as more than friends. But I just feel that getting all dressed up for him is a push. I don't think I have to get all dolled up for someone to like me. In my opinion, men only like when you dress nice because it gets them off and they just undress you with their eyes.
Either way, if he loves me he'd be ok if I were to dress down right? Like I always hear people say in every movie ever, 'I love you just the way you are.' I hope that's the case. It's not like I don't like dressing up, it does make me feel nice but it's a bit of a stretch.
I check my make-up which is just mascara and red lipstick. Which, by the way I think is a bold choice but Cali says it pops, that it goes great with the black and it'll have Cody staring at them all night. I agreed with her, for the reason I don't do make-up.
"Yeah, I'm ready."
I lightly trace my fingers over my mother's charmed bracelet before I leave my room.
I see Cali standing almost directly in front of my door, her hands intertwined with each other as her mouth drops.
"Shut the front door. You look great."
I was thinking over complimenting her after but I stop at her comment. I raise my eyebrows confused.
"Is this a surprise?"
She shakes her head rapidly.
"No I didn't mean it like that. You look great it's just I would never imagine you in...this"
She puts emphasis on 'this,' while she gestures to the outfit I'm wearing. So wait, she doesn't question the outfits she puts on me that are just as revealing, but she questions this? She's probably talking about me willingly putting this on but either way, she confuses me.
"Well, I like it and thought it would look nice..."
My voice trails, sending awkward vibes between us as I shake my head, regaining my social skills.
"Anyway, you look great as all ways, Maxx is a lucky dude."
Cali smiles bashfully, swaying back and forth as the flannel she's wearing flows back and forth. Her grey slightly tight crop top perfectly traces her upper area, her blue shorts just barely cover herself and her black combat boots pull it all together. She can make anything look good. And on my god is she pale as paper.
"Thanks. So, shall we go?"
I tilt my head, my eyes squinting slightly.
"The boys aren't picking as up?"
"No they are they're just outside the apartment waiting."
I scoff a little, rolling my eyes as well.
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Swan Song (A Cody Carson Fanfiction)(Completed)
FanfictionYou don't even bother anymore. You don't even try. You left me alone, I'm on my own. You left me. I was all alone, no one, nothing. Tell me where we went wrong. Where did my best friend go?