“GUESS WHO'S HERE AND FASHIONABLY ON TIME!” Misty's sing song voice echoed through my room as she stepped into my room with her hand on the door handle. Her hair fluttered around her for a moment before settling into perfect curls around her head, her big brown eyes targeting mine before she squealed and jumped onto my bed pushing me off in the process. I landed onto the floor with a loud thump; I quickly rolled over and rubbed my throbbing foot.
“Yeah, nice to see you too Mist.” She smiled blowing a kiss at me, before sitting on the edge of the bed while I remained on the floor.
“What is up with your facebook?” She flicked her hair back and showed me her phone. I stared at it for a few moments - there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it.
“Nothing? It's the same?” I questioned and she raised her eyebrow before looking at it herself before rolling her eyes. Same Misty, she hadn't changed at all. Misty was one of my best gals back at Varsity. She was as loyal as loyalty came and she was always by my side.
“EXACTLY! It's the same. Tell me what's been happening K.” Her face was serious and I looked away.
It was one thing to pretend, it was another to lie. Some people may have thought pretending and lying were the same thing but if I was pretending I could just pretend to be happy. Lying involved the truth. I couldn't lie to Misty. Heck, I couldn't even lie to myself. I hadn't told her about the real reason why I had left Varsity - it was only part truthful that my mum had been relocated and I took that as my escape. Everything almost seemed perfectly timed. What I had done with Ben, the way I had found out and the way there was a perfect escape waiting for me already.
“I know you K.”She began.
“It's complicated...” I finished, I stood up and brushed my hair back with a comb from my bag before turning to smile at her. “Why are we wasting time here? Let's go out.” I said. I turned to move but she didn't smile and only stared at me. I hated the way she was staring at me. It was like she already knew.
“Complicated is the Gossip Girl lifestyle, complicated is figuring out if Nathan loves me, complicated is finding a good manicurist right before prom. What is not complicated is you telling me the truth.”She said nodding her head as if she believed it herself. When I continued to stare at her she pouted her lips and patted the bed where she sat. I stared at the door so tempted to walk out of it but I sighed and sat down next to her.
“Why ruin a good time? Can't we just have a little fun?I suggested backing out at the last minute. There was something holding me back from telling her the truth. In time I would find a way to tell her everything, I just had to figure out what that everything was first.
“Drinks, boys and a good night out? Honey, it's already been arranged. We just have to get into my new mini cooper and drive there. But you have to change first.” She said crinkling her nose at my outfit. I stared down at my summer dress, it was plain and simple. Then I mentally kicked myself; Who wants simple? Complexity It's a strategy that requires perfection.’ Those words haunted me those exact words I spoke every day. Perfection. It seemed to be a disgusting thing after all.
“Wait while I get ready then.” I said skipping over to my suitcase, I threw it open and pulled out a strapless black dress and a pair of pumps. I went into the bathroom staring at my tired confused expression. Com on Kay, pull it together. Was it so hard? This is the person I used to be, the person I missed. Less than 6 months ago I was this person. Glamour, shine, perfection. Put the dress on and become the queen that I am. I shook my head I could feel the tightness in my throat as I was being to panic.
What in the world was I doing? I'm going crazy! Without thinking I turned on the tap and dunked my head into the cold water. After a moment I relaxed and pulled the wet hair off my face. I blinked my eyes a few times and stared at the girl, the girl with crazy hair and sad eyes staring back at me. I turned away and quickly towel dried my hair til it curled gently around my face and slipped on the strapless black dress and red pumps I picked out.
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