DENIM ➣ FILLIE

04

"What's got you so angry, cutie?"

"Why are you here?" I hissed at Finn, as he pretended to twiddle his thumbs. He shrugged.

"Oh my God," Sadie said, suspensefully. "Did you follow us?" She laughed, nearly having another one of those seizures.

"N-no." Finn defensively said, leaning against the brick wall next to the ice cream place. His face was flashing with bright red colors.

"What's got you so angry, anyways, cutie?" He asked, playing with my hair. It surprisingly wasn't annoying.

"Some bitch from a few years ago just ran into me, it's nothing worth talking about." I said, leaning against the wall next to Finn.

"Seems like it's got you down." He fake-frowned. "Parties cheer you guys up, right?"

"Never really been to one," I shrugged. Sadie and Finn gasped in unison.

"Millie, Millie." Sadie said, getting ready to tell one of her theories. "You're 15. I'm 16, and Finn..."

He whispered something into Sadie's ear. "Oh right! And he's 17. We have to take you to a party!"

"You know Noah Schnapp from down the street, right?" He asked me, assuming I knew because everyone does.

"Of course," I knew him, he never invites me to his Christmas parties for God's sake. "Is he hosting a party?"

"Yeah," Finn said, explaining with little hand gestures. "His parents are away. He told me to bring 'hot girls' and I think you two fit that category."

Sadie and I turned red, and then turned to face each other. We asked each other questions through facial expressions, then turned back to face Finn.

"What time will you pick us up?" We said in unison, and then Sadie started laughing. uncontrollably once again.

"I'll be at your house at 8. Summer nights, summer nights." He smiled, walking away with a salute.

Sadie turned to me and giggled uncontrollably. "Okay, Millie! It's two now, so in six hours, you'll be going to your first party!"

"We're going dress shopping." She said, grasping my wrist with a tight grip. It felt like getting the life squeezed out of me.

"People don't wear prom type dresses to parties though, do they?" I asked.

"Of course they don't. That's why we're going to a department store."

-

We arrived at the department store and I gulped. The teen section was filled with dresses.

"Oh my gosh, what about this one?" Sadie said, pointing to a little black strapless thing. People actually wore that?

"It looks really short." I said, gulping. "Are you sure? Maybe they have it in a longer style?"

"No, you're getting this. And I'll get it in green." She said, shoving the size 2 dress into my arms.

I scurried to the dressing room with an awkward look on my face. I'm known to look exactly like a twelve year old so I never really shop in the teen department.

The dress was as long as 1/4 of my thigh and it felt awkward. I've never even worn shorts this short because my mom would never let me.

Sadie called my name from outside the door and I stepped out. "Can you get my zipper?" I asked, and she zipped up the dress from the back.

I turned back around front. "It looks a little too short." I said, as I felt my face burning up.

Sadie made it work, because she probably has much experience in wearing dresses to parties because she always goes to them.

"Yeah, we're buying it anyways." Sadie said, leading me to the counter. "Don't bother taking it off, we'll just pay for it."

Sadie handed the lady a check that was pre-written and basically walked out. It's that simple?

"Why do I have to wear such a short dress again, Sadie?" I asked, rubbing my hand up and down my arm awkwardly. I'd never been in a public place in short things.

"Because nobody even thinks you're going, and when you do, you'll really make an entrance. You'll get that denim kid falling at your feet." Sadie said, nodding her head.

"Okay, makeup too, I'm guessing?" I asked, glancing to Sadie. She nodded with a facial expression that obviously said 'you know it.'

-

Arriving home was awkward, because I had to sneak past my mom without her seeing my short dress. Good thing she was in the kitchen, talking to my dad about taxes or something.

"You're wearing this with black heels and makeup." Sadie said, lightly putting her hands on my shoulders. I nodded. 3:00, 5 hours to go.

Sadie frantically dug through my closet. She was trying to find black heels, because we both knew I owned them. I bought them myself a few years back and never got around to wearing them.

Sadie found them, and threw them at me, carelessly. I frantically dodged them because from previous experience, getting hit in the face with a high heel hurts a lot.

Sadie pulled opened a drawer and began digging through that. I tried to skip over the fact that she was messing up the entire closet and dresser I cleaned last weekend. Inside, it was kind of bugging me.

"Okay, I'm doing your makeup." She said, holding up a dark red lipstick and a small palette of eye shadow. She popped open the cap and blew on it. "Keep your head still, or I'll do it for you."

I lifted my chin and Sadie drew with the lipstick like a crayon. It seemed to come naturally to her, as if it was effortless.

She dug out an eyeliner as well and slid it across my eyelids as it was nothing. I had to admit, I've never worn this much makeup.

When she finished the whole look, she spun my chair around like they do in movies, causing me to face the mirror.

"Ah, I look better than expected." I grinned to Sadie, who gave me a thumbs up.

"My turn." She said, elbowing me out of the chair. She opened my makeup and used most of it for herself, which was somewhat disturbing.

"Just a few more hours, then you're gonna get wild, Mills."

-

"It's 7:55, ya ready?" Sadie asked, giving me a high five. I wore an awfully large coat overtop of the short dress to decrease my mom's suspicion.

I heard a sudden ring at my door. Best guess, and there he was, denim boy.

"Hello ladies, your chariot awaits." He said, pointing to a beat up white chevy parked in our drive way.

I half-smiled to Sadie, and then formed a real smile.

"Get ready to get wild, Mills."

I just wanna write Jyatt but this is the only book people read. Gag me with a spoon :) ~ Kaia