I open my closet and try to find a nice dress. She said fancy. Baby I can do fancy.
I find a black dress that has a thigh slit in it. I pick out a full diamond chocker and gold tassel earrings. Do I smell. I pinch my shirt near my pit and smell i-
Oh Jesus my Lord and savoir
I smelt awful. I grab a towel and head into the shower. I strip then turn on the water. I winced in pain as the warm water hit my skin. I was still really sore from gym. My body was screaming.
After a painful but refreshing shower I got dressed. The black dress was snug on my body hugging my curves. I really didn't think I had any but in this dress I do.
For makeup I just did a classic. Foundation, concealer, contour, highlight ,a lighter smokey eye, matte nude lips and a wing sharp enough to cut with. And yes, I did put highlight in the corner of my eye.
I did grow up on a base but I loved makeup. I loved to watch my mom do her makeup and pick out her clothes for dates with papa.
I look at my hair and sigh. I hair was naturally long and had loose curls. I flat iron my dirty blonde hair which I have been meaning to cut. I went a little past my mid back. I grab a black ribbon. I tied a neat low pony tail with it.
I felt complete. I stepped out my room to find my stunning aunt. Her long frosted hair curled up. Her white slit dress flowed down to ankles hugging her curves. Lace hugged the arms and top. Her icey eyes masked by her long lashes.
"Dear Christ" we said in unison staring at each other in awe.
"You look fantastic," I said touching her blonde curls.
"Same for you" she said pulling me in a hug.
"Let's just hope our waiter is someone of the male gender," she said itching closer to the hallway mirror. She applied and coat of lip stick.
We laugh put on our shoes.
"I'll round up an uber," I said grabbing my clutch. I open it up and grabbed my phone. I request one. He would be here in 4 minutes.
We stepped outside into the warm evening sky. Color of golds mix.
I look at my hand. I place many rings there. The diamonds glistened under the dewy sky. Eliza gave me all of these. I smile and my eyes water.
Don't cry this is fresh makeup.
The uber pulls up. A boy who looks around 19 gets out. We go down the steps holding our dresses sprinting in heels. She goes in first and I slip in.
"Are you Eli-," he stops and looks back at us. His brown eye shine in the evening sun.
"Yes I'm Elijah," I laugh as he blushed "It's a boy name I know."
"Nice to meet you Ms.Elijah and Ms.?"
"Diana," she shot her hand out. I did the same. He shook our hands and started up the car and drove off.
An hour later, we reach at the restaurant. Lynal (our uber driver) offered to give us rides for half the cost and gave us his number. We accept and get out the car.
I examine the fancy restaurant. Glass walls, candle lit. Fancy old white people. Yup it real.
I put on a game face. A scrawny red head is at the front.
"Welcome to Beau Jargin," he said weakly his voice cracking.
"Hello I have a table for 2," I say with a smile. He looks and turns as red as his hair.
