Little Black Dress

Chapter 2

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Elizabeth's POV

I was absentmindedly doodling on my physics notebook as I focused on aiming to draw a beautiful dress. I first create a nice flowy bottom and creating an elegant top with a lace. You see, when I didn’t listen to my teacher, I just sketch or draw on my notebooks to keep me occupied.

After several minutes, the bell suddenly rang signaling the end of the class. At last! Friday ends!!! Free weekend without these bunches of rowdy kids.

I quickly put my pens and notebook on my bag and wait for my classmates to get out of the room. As usual, this is my routine every day. I always am the last one to slip out of the room to avoid getting everyone’s attention.

As the last one went out, I scrambled to my feet and rushed out. I quickly type a text to Louise saying that I’m going home now. I slip it in my pocket securely so that Mason and his group won’t torture her again.

The hallways swarmed with students lingering around and the noise is deafening! Ugh can’t they get any louder?

They are talking about the huge party tomorrow at Megan’s House. Well, Megan’s was one of the minions of Mia and there’s no doubt that I am not invited. Of course! I don’t need that!

Putting on my hoodie, I invisibly made my way to my locker and put on my things and rushed out for the door. Yes! Fresh air

 

I walk around the parking lot where expensive and flashy cars are parked. BMW, Audi, Buggati…

Of course! They got what they wanted; they are just their babies…

Sighing loudly, I hold the straps of my bag as I walk around the corner. A matter of minutes, I reach my destination. Ahhh!

 

Maybe you’re wondering where the hell did I park my car, Right? Well, I always park it in a dark alley. No one went here because it’s dark and scary but not for me. I always went here to keep my car among those lousy and snobby kids.

Looking at my back to make sure that no one follows, Wait? Who am I kidding? No one will follow a girl like me.

Suddenly, the hairs on my back stand sensing as if someone’s watching me. Weird? I look around but no one’s there. It’s just my imagination…

I click my alarm button and open the driver seat.

Ahh my baby! I’m still like the other kid, but nonetheless I did not parade my own. My car is an Aston Martin one-77. Yeah! You got that right, my baby is an Aston Martin. My Father gave this to me as a gift for my 17th birthday. When I was 16, he got me a 1963 Ferrari 250 GTO were I always still use.

I chucked my backpack at the passenger seat and caught the previous paper bag earlier. I brought out the dress. My favorite black dress where I, myself designed it. It has sequins around it and it reach mid-thigh. I close the door and thanks for my heavily tinted window so one can peek when I change. I slip my dress and it hugs my curves as if it’s my second skin. I throw my hair into a messy bun and put on a light make-up and a lip gloss. I folded my clothes and put it on the paper bag as I start the car and reverse it. I love driving my baby! I step on the gas and I’m off to our house. Our Mansion