So Cass and I walked home together. As usual, we got frozen yogurt on our way there. The moment my house came into view, we hightailed it inside. We went straight into my closet and started throwing clothes everywhere. Cass being...well..Cass chose jeans and an Areopostol shirt. The outfit clearly represented her tomboyish side, but of course, I said no. I took out all my dresses, which was about 3/4 of my closet. There was a total of 46 dresses, but we narrowed it down to 4 dresses.
The choices were a red shoulder less dress.
A short pink sleeveless dress
A-line jewel keyhole Dark blue short cocktail dress
and A-line V-neck sleeveless short yellow dress.
Cass insisted on jeans and a pretty light jean colored shirt.
So now we had gotten to the point where the main choices were the red dress,
jeans and jeanshirt,
and a crop top with black pants and leather jacket,
which Cass and I had to mix both of our styles to complete. Finally I decided on the crop top with the leather jacket. The outfit made me look and feel mature. I was still 17 but I looked like I was 20 and going to a party or something of the sorts.
The hands on the clock struck 6...it was time for the fair.
To be continued...
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The night at the fair((ON HOLD))
HumorThis is how i would imagine high school whit my friends and crush (im 14)