A Second Chance I DISCONTINUED

Girls Day Out Part 1

Hey guys! I'm back with the next chapter. I know i said I would post every few days but I realized that I don't have enough time so I'm going to stick to one chapter a week. This chapter is the girls day out for real! Also, A Second Chance has hit 2K reads! I'm literally speechless right now, thank you guys so much!! I don't want to make this ridiculously long so thanks again and I hope you enjoy this next chapter!

America POV

I left Celeste in the hallway, seemingly plotting revenge. I realized I hadn't really looked in my closet since we moved into this house so I decided to check it out. I expected to find the same drab clothing that I was used to wearing as a Five but was surprised to find new articles of clothing hanging on the racks- my old clothes nowhere to be seen.

I looked at the brand new clothes confusedly- wondering who could have gotten them for me. My family certainly had no business updating my wardrobe.

"I got them for you", a voice from behind me spoke, causing me to jump. I whirled around and saw Celeste. I hadn't even heard her enter the room.
"I figured that since you're single you needed more attractive clothing to lure in the guys", she said with a wink. I sighed. "Celeste, this is sweet and all but I hardly doubt a guy cares what type of clothes I wear. Besides, if he's anything like regular guys he probably can't wait to tear them off of me." Celeste giggled at the statement, though I hadn't intended it as a joke.

"Plus", I continued. "How can I be sure that the clothes you picked are the type that I would wear. We both know your style isn't as...modest as mine is", I said, indicating her current dress that was skin tight and molded to her body like a second skin. There was no doubt the dress made her figure look stunning- but if the clothes hidden in this closet wear even half as provocative as this dress or the ones she wore during the Selection, well it's safe to say I wouldn't be caught dead wearing them outside the house. I wouldn't even consider wearing them inside the house.

"Just take a look", she said smugly, as if she knew a secret I didn't. Though I really didn't want to, my curiosity took over and I picked out a random piece of clothing from the closet. When I saw it I was pleasantly surprised to see that it wasn't nearly as revealing as Celeste's outfits were. In fact, it was actually kind of cute. I rifled through the rest of the clothes and saw that the rest of the clothes were equally as amazing. There were a few dresses that were a bit suggestive but I figured they were there for a reason.

Turning to Celeste, I admitted "Wow Celeste. I stand corrected. These are fantastic." She smiled at me, in that I-told-you-so sort of way. "Obviously I factored in your sense of style when choosing these. I even put some jeans in there." I considerably brightened at that, her words taking me back to the beginning of the Selection to the deal I made with Maxon and how he had given me what I asked for even though I had lost. The thought of Maxon didn't make me as sad as it used to, I only felt a small pang in my chest. I took that a good sign.

Celeste picked a dress for me and tossed it to me along with some flats. The dress itself was a deep blue that was fitted at the top while the skirt flared out, stopping an inch above my knees. It had a bit of designed lace at the neck that gave it a sort of fancy type of feel. The shoes were flats that were the same color as the dress and had little golden bows at the toes. All together it was an incredibly cute outfit.

"I remembered how much you loved blue back during the Selection", she said innocently with a shrug. "It seemed that you seemed to like it pretty well too. You tried to copy me", I teased. "Well what was I supposed to do? The prince loved you", she replied. I blushed but it disappeared as quickly as it had come when I was reminded that wasn't true anymore.

"Sorry about that though. I was jealous and couldn't understand how the prince could like you over me. Ripping your dress probably wasn't the best way to handle it though", she apologized. I shrugged. "It's fine. It's over." She nodded but I could tell she still felt bad.