Love Me?

8: Getting Ready

LILY:

I look through my closet and pull out the few dresses I have. I frown, seeing how out of style they are. I wonder if Abigail has anything I could wear?

I walk over to her room and knock, before walking in. "Do you have any dresses I could borrow for the party?" I ask.

"Sure, pick anyone you want," she says opening up her closet. Both her and Sarah are already dressed and doing their makeup.

I pick out a dress that's black with white sparkles on the top half. It's knee length and goes perfectly with my black converse.

"You're not going to wear those shoes with that dress are you?" Sarah asks laughing.

"Ya actually, I am. They match!" I say happily.

"Here wear these," she says handing me a pair of black high heels.

"There is no way I am wearing those! I would twist an ankle or something!"

"Okay. Then wear try these," she says pulling out a pair of fancy black sandals.

I shake my head and pull on my converse. I lace them up and then get changed into the dress.

Next comes makeup. I focus more on my eyes with, mascara, eyeliner, and light black eyeshadow. My eyes are my best feature. While Abigail and Sarah put on mascara, blush, and bright red lipstick.

Abigail brushes out her straight brunette hair and leaves it down. I brush my wavy blonde hair and put it up in a cute half-up-half-down style. While Sarah straightens her curly brunette hair and leaves it down.

Then we are finally ready to go. We walk to the elevator and push 1. Then up to the top floor we go. We head towards the loud booming music and find the party.

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BLAKE:

I pull on a pair of blue jeans, and then I look through my closet for a clean shirt. I find a nice red t-shirt and pull it over my head. I comb through my hair and spray on some colon. I pull on a pair of red Air Jordan's.

I'm ready to go. I go over to Thomas's room and wait for him to find his shoes. Once he is ready we go. We go up to the top deck of the ship and I can already hear the music from the elevator. Thomas leads the way into a huge room.

"So what's your plan for that girl not seeing me?" I ask Thomas.

"What? That's not my problem! You gotta figure that out," he answers.

"Seriously?"

"Um, ya. But if it makes you feel better there's a lot of people here, so the chance of running into her is sorta slip I guess. Plus I'm sure when you said you didn't know if you were gonna come, she turned around and asked someone else."

"Well okay," I say, "I just hope you are right."

"Dude, I'm always right."

"Oh okay, sure you are," I say laughing.