Letting go

Chapter 3

My yellow hummer turns into my coble stoned driveway, above is the beautiful, large Victorian mansion I have all to myself. I park my car in the garage and pull out my sparkly key to unlock the house. As I enter the house I see the tall staircase ahead of me, the fashionably designed living room to the right with the sleek leather couches and the stuffy sitting room to the left with the antique couches given to us by my great gran. They were nice but old and smelled of mothballs. I decided we would have to move the old couches from great gran, along with the glass figurines on the coffee table from an odd great aunt and the Tiffany glass lamp my mom purchased on a trip to France. I checked my leather Chanel watch, Miranda and Carly won't be here for another hour at least (they are usually late for everything). I decide to move the glass figurines and the lamp up into the attic. After I place these items I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pull it out and read the text illuminated on my screen. It read "Big party tonight, have fun but keep an eye out because something BIG is going to happen." The sender was an unknown number. I felt my heart rate pickup. That certainly was an odd text... Ding Dong!! The door bell interrupts my thoughts. I open it to a smiling Miranda and Carly! They sashay in, and plop onto the leather coach. "What's up?" Carly asks casually. "I… just got the weirdest text..." I say showing my two friend the text. They both study it, turn to each other and burst out laughing. "McKenna, its probably just a prank text " Carly says after they settle down. "A prank text..." I echo, it makes sense. "A lame one!" Miranda snorts. I nod and decide to believe that's all it is but something still bothers me about it. The three of us move the dusty couches and give my house a party prof makeover complete with an awesome sound system and a bar set up. We admire our handiwork. "Come now lets get party ready!!" I call to my friends as I jog up the stairs. Miranda curls her straight reddish blond hair into flirty curls. She smooths pink blush onto her high cheekbones and applies mascara, gold eyeliner and bronze eye shadow to her wide-set hazel eyes. Carly pins up her wavy black hair into a sexy up do. She applies bold red lipstick to her perfect, plump lips (she is so lucky she can pull off red lipstick) and applied a dark smoky eye to her startling ice-blue eyes. I put my long blond hair into fun beachy waves. I apply blue eyeliner, black mascara and neutral eye shadow to my baby blue eyes. To finish my fun luck I apply light pink lip gloss to my bow-shaped lips. Miranda takes countless selfies as me and Carly search for the perfect dress in my vast selection of designer dresses. I pull out a black mini dress with some lace on it, its totally Carly's style. She notices it in my hand and i hand it to her. "I love this one" she says slipping it on. I pull out a fun pink mini dress and pull it on. Its BCBG and it absolutely aborable. Perfect for the fun, cute look I was going for. Miranda comes in a selects a pretty lilac dress that complements her red hair and fair skin nicely. She slides on her black miu-mius, Carly slips into her insanely high leopard print heels and I place a pair of fun, lime green Gucci heels. We take several photos ready for Instagram and Facebook. We flounce down the stairs and admire our work. "Let's get it started!" Miranda calls as she opens the door to our first guests.