Good Meets Bad

Chapter 4.

It's the next day and I can not say that I am not nervous for tonight. I know what your thinking: "It's just a regular party, there is no need to be nervous." But the thing is, this is going to be my first time going to a party that is not my kind of crowd. That makes me even more nervous.

The party is in a couple of hours and Chelsea is willing to take me to the frat house with her. I should probably start getting ready so that way when Chelsea will arive here, we can just leave the dorm and arrive at the exact time the party starts.

I need to stop thinking so much and just let things flow.

I actually don't know what to wear. All of my clothing are just long pencil skirts and flowy blouses, and all my dresses are to fancy for this type of event. Maybe I can text Chelsea and ask her if I can borrow some of her clothing for tonight.

I dial her number.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Ring.

"Hello?" Chelsea answers.

"Hi Chelse, I was wondering if I can borrow some clothes for tonight. I have no idea what to wear from my wardrobe." I say sounding desperate, which I probably am since I'm asking for some of her clothing.

"Of course! What you wear to class, I don't blame you for asking a little help. No offense." She says making sure not to sound rude. It kind of hurted at first, but she kind of right.

"In my top left drawer, there are denim shorts and a Rolling Stones t-shirt that don't fit me anymore. I think they'll fit you perfect that you can have." She adds. As she is speaking I go to the drawer as told and take out the articles of clothing.

Honestly, they both are really cute. The shorts are a little to short for my liking but nobody will be staring at me anyways. The shirt is black and has the original Rollign Stones logo tongue bolded in white red and blue to make it pop out. There are no sleeves which will make my arms exposed. This shirt is really nice, and it makes it even better that I love the Rolling Stones.

"These clothes are great, thanks Chelsea. I'll see you in a bit." I say to Chelsea in the phone then hang up.

I take the clothes in my hand and start getting dressed. I put on the shirt on and it hangs a little bit below my waist, I'll tuck it into my shorts so it won't make it as long. I pulled down my skinny jeans and put on the denim shorts. I tucked the shirt into the shorts and make my way to my mini closet to grab my all black vans.

I then made my way into the bathroom and plug in my curling iron. I wait for about two minutes for it to heat up then start to wrap my hair around the curling iron. Taking my time with each strain of hair, I finish in about forty-five minutes. I go to my drawer and grab my make-up pouch, then walk back into the bathroom to apply make-up. I put on a couple more strokes of mascara than usual, follow up by eyeliner. I also put on some red lipstick that I have never used, but only for Holloween. I think tonight I am going all out for this party but honestly, I don't really care. It's my first party at a college and I am going to have fun.

I hear a someone walk into the dorm and know that it's Chelsea. I step out of the bathroom and I see Chelsea and Zayn, I think he's name was.

"Whoa you look hot!" Chelsea says with eyes almost buldging out her head. I can feel the heat of redness heap upon my cheeks by Chelseas comment.

"Yea, you look good." Zayn grees with Chelsea.

"Thanks guys. Shall we go?" I ask.

Chelsea nods and I grab my phone and key and put it into my back pocket so the three of us are out of the dorm.