They Don't Know About Us

She's Not Afraid

*Becca's POV*

Mitch and Sammy left around 1am, Jerome and I going to bed shortly after.

I woke up the next morning around 10 and texted Mitch.

(B- Becca, M- Mitch)

B: Herro

M: Hai.

B: How are youuuuuu?

M: I sad.

B: Why?

M: I miss you!

B: Miss you waaayyyy more!

M: IMPOSSIBRU

B: nope!

M: Yes. But I has a question.

B: Yus?

M: Wanna be my date to Mat's party?

B: Jerome already told me I can't :(

M: We'll just have to sneak you out then ;)

B: I like this dark side of yours

M: and I'd like to see you in a dress

B: NEVAR

M: Plz? For meh?

B: NOPE

M: You can still wear your converse

B: converse skinny jeans and a somewhat fancy shirt?

M: Tiny black dress and stilettos?

B: Never in your wildest dreams

M: Babe! Please?

B: Fine. I'll wear a dress. But I'm bringing jean shorts and a tshirt

M: Yes!

B: shut up.

M: I'll pick you up at 8:30, the party starts at 8 and there's gonna be a ton of people there, Jerome will never see you if we get there late.

B: hokeyp

M: oh, Sammy's going with some guy she knows, hopefully we won't see her either

B: hokeyp. See you later!!

M: see ya later babe. I'm looking forward to seeing you in a dress!

B: I haven't worn it in a year, might be a bit tight

M: even better! ;)

I rolled my eyes, walking to my closet and digging towards the back.

There was a dark blue dress that I loved to wear, but hated the idea of wearing it. I pulled it out and examined it.

It was strapless and had a small bow on the front, right below a ruffled chest and right above a slightly flowy skirt. It went to mid thigh, not too slutty or too covering.

I slipped the dress on, seeing if it fit. I zipped it up with ease and examined myself in the mirror.

Not too bad.

It matched the shoelaces on my black converse, too. I took the dress off and put it in the closet, going downstairs.

I avoided Jerome for most of the day, not wanting to have the awkward "what are you doing tonight" conversation.

It was about 7:30 when Jerome announced that he was leaving.

"Bacca, I'm leaving! Make sure the door stays locked!"

"Alright! Love you!" I yelled down the steps.

"Love you too!" I heard him say, then the sound of a door closing.