The Fuckgirls' Secret

Page|19: "Girls, we need to go. It's showtime."

"Are you going to kill us all!?" I shouted from the backseat.

"I'm planning on it." Then, Courtney laughed. Haha. She drove so fast. I felt like my stomach's churning. "Don't worry, Amy. I'm just joking. Look at the road, it's empty." I followed what she said, and the highway was completely empty. Still, not a good reason to run ont he road like a rocket. If I didn't die on a car crash, then probably on heart attack.

"You're paying for my burial, Court."

"Sure!" The girls laughed. Like that was funny. Seriously, nothing's funny. I hate the way she drives, and how she never told us he was Brandon's cousin. Brandon was sitting on my right, Millie on my left, while Kate took the passenger seat.

I glanced at him, and I was surprised that he did the same. Our eyes met the same time. His eyes are blue, softer blue, like an ocean. Unlike, Jake's. Like a cool blue in the ocean. Mine's also blue, but with a grey hue. It's kinda weird how I compared our eyes. Funny.

"So, Tristan's throwing a partaaaaay! Perfect way to do our plan right? Be ready, Mi---I mean, what the fuck, It's my turn. Right?" We nodded at her absentmindedness. "Oh, crap. Just be ready, and I'll take Amy to help me with the things okay?"

Why me? I'm not yet ready. "No! I'm not ready yet!" I shouted at her.

"Hush, honey. It's going to be easy as a pizza." She said with an arrogant tone.

"You can't even make pizza!" Brandon declared then we laughed. She glared at Brandon on the rear view mirror.

"Shut up, Brand!" He motioned his fingers, zipping his mouth.

"He knows about our plan?" Millie asked Courtney.

"Yeah, I kinda told him, don't you worry, he's out of this." She confirmed us.

"You better be, or else I'll castrate you." Kate threatened Brandon, but he just smirked.

"Is that a joke?" He muttered.

"No!" We all shouted in unison, our faces showing seriousness as Brandon examines us all.

"Wow. What does that even mean?" He asked, laughing his ass off.

"It means, to remove your balls." I answered in case he doesn't know. He looked at me shocked, and he covered his crotch with both his hands. We all laughed at him. This guy can't be serious. I mean he's not that bad, I guess?

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Every freaking friday, there was supposed to be a party. And I-was supposed to be there-just like Kate, Millie, and Courtney said. And hell, It was so annoying. Annoying the hell out of me. I thank my brain for doing my homework, and studying at the library for an hour before we took off to Courtney's house.

Her house was always quiet, like no one was there. But if you get to go to her kitchen, it was full of maids. There's a butler, an italian chef, and name it...they have it. Weird. Her house kinda feels like a hotel.

We stomped at the hallway to her room. Brandon was still hanging out with us. I wondered why, I never noticed him anyway. He was now at the multimedia room, playing videogames, while waiting for us.

Anyway, now we were here, settled at the comfort zone of her closet, that was three times the size of my room. She tried almost thirty dresses already. And still can't decide. "The white one was good." I said to her. She shrugs, and looked at herself in the huge mirror.

"No way, to say good is an understatement. And no way I'm gonna wear white that's good. The color should be enticing, sexy, naughty, whatever you call it." Then picking another dress again. "I should have gone shopping yesterday." She added.

Millie and Kate was busy scanning the clothes hanged on the gigantic closet.

"Woah, what do you think?" Millie said, her eyes twinkling at what she's holding. It's a grey tube-cut dress. "Try it?" Courtney's eyes sparkled as she got hold of it. She was wearing only her underwear, she had no problem changing while we're here. In fact, she's the one who suggested it.

She wore the dress, and it perfectly clung to her body, that brought her curves. I clapped my hands.

"Gorgeous, sexy, enticing, appealing, attractive, seductive, enchanting, glamorous, alluring...and...naughty." I said to her. And she squealed. She took off the dress again.

"Kate, her make-up! Hurry!" Millie shouted, then Kate opened Courtney's make-up bag. I placed a stool for Courtney to sit on. She sat on it and Kate began rubbing and brushing stuffs on her face. Millie and I watched as Kate does her magnificent job, and turned Courtney to a beautiful, party girl? Yeah, beautiful party girl --- with evil plans.

Courtney had let us borrow her dress, so I picked a white one, with sleeves, and ended at the top of my knees. Kate had put sparkly, silver on my eyes, a little blush on, and a nude lip gloss. Just the way i like it. Millie wanted to look evil. I didn't know where she got that from. Kate had done a good job at making her look like a diva/rocker/slut in her low-cut-plunging neckline. Her boobs really want to jump out.

"Seriously, Millie?" Kate asked.

"Yeah, this one's cool." Kate and I laughed.

"Yeah, it's sexy." I added, and that made her grin. Courtney showed from the door, fiddling her phone.

"Girls, we need to go. It's showtime." As she waved her silver purse.

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