Broken Faith ✓

Chapter 25: Admissions

"Let's do this!" she spoke as she headed to her wardrobe.

"Wait, I brought clothes with me!" I said pulling out a carrier bag and my best and most special clothes inside it.

She didn't respond, just kept ploughing through her wardrobe frantically. "Ariana?" I asked worried.

She kept going, clearly on a different planet than me as she kept searching through her cupboard.

Just as I was about to call out to her again and shake her shoulders she turned around "Ah ha!" she smiled widely.

She stalked towards me still smiling and I started walking backwards frightened of my best friend right now "Do you have any jeans with you?" she asked still smiling, her hair astray and almost nose to nose with me. How were her jaws not hurting yet?

"Uh yeah, I have the ones you guys got me, the ones I wore on my birthday to school" I spoke hurriedly afraid that I would break that smile and invite my impending doom if I didn't give her that vital information.

"The light faded jeans that have that faded style look?"

"Yeah" I said and nodded my head vigorously.

She threw herself on me and hugged me. "Okay I need you to try this on along with your jeans" she handed me an article of her clothing.

"Uh Ariana this is-it's not"

"Faith trust me and just go try it on" she practically shoved me and the top into her en-suite bathroom as she switched the lights on from the outside.

"Wow" I gasped.

Her bathroom was a mix of white tiles on the walls and black tiles on the floor with a shower room and of course the lavatory, it looked so sophisticated and was triple or quadruple the size of my own. In fact, my bathroom looked like a miniscule cubicle with a sink compared to this.

I tiptoed my feet on the tiles and felt the cold hard feel of the tiles sink into my toes and then the rest of my feet as I planted them in the middle of the bathroom. There were tiny spotlights all over the ceiling giving plenty of light but a soft glow to the shining tiles.

I slid out of my scuffed black blue jeans that were almost white at the knees and slipped on my good as knew faded blue jeans. As I pulled them over my waist they fit perfectly and revealed a few centimetres of my ankle as the bottom of the jeans were folded and sewn.

I pulled at the end of my top raising my arms above my head and felt the cold air of the bathroom assault my skin as goosebumps broke over my exposed skin. I took what Ariana had handed me and put it on by slipping into the main area of the top and then slipping my arms into the practically non-existent sleeves. I was not sure about this at all.

I hesitantly made my back to the door, hanging my discarded clothes on the hooks of the bathroom door and reluctantly turning the lock to open the door.

I walked out of the bathroom while keeping my gaze on the carpet of Ariana's room when I heard her gasp.

I screwed my eyes shut "I knew this was a bad idea Ariana just look-"

"You look even hotter than I had imagined" she gaped at me while clapping her hands and smiling.

"What? Are you sure?" I asked looking up at her smiling gaze.

What she had handed me was an off the shoulder cream top that exposed both my shoulders with tiny sleeves lasting from just under my shoulder to just about my funny bones on both sides that were in line with the straight-across neckline. The bottom of the top rested above my belly button revealing my stomach and waist.