"I love you. Remember that."

"The Blonde and Brunette Besties."

I am sitting on my bed just scrolling through Instagram and double tapping pictures when-

*Dinggggggg

It's a text. From Nat.  

"LET'S GO TO THE BAR TONIGHT. Put on something sexy, we need to get you a boyfriend."

Natalie/ Nat is my best friend and has been ever since the fifth grade. Back in fifth grade, she was the new girl who just moved into town and for some reason all the girls hated her. Maybe it was because of her luxurious blonde hair or the fact that when she entered the classroom all the guys were swooning over her. They immediately walked over to her and bombarded her with questions. Of course, I was jealous but I had decided to put those feelings aside and I befriended her. Typically, you would expect a good looking female to be a total mean girl right? But Nat was the exact opposite. She and I had a lot more in common than I thought. Even when she was 11 at the time, she looked stunning and still does at 17.

If I were to rate Nat from 1-10 I would give her a 10. As for me, I would rate myself a 7. I have long, brunette hair and small, green eyes.  I know it's a bit cliche, but Nat and I are kinda like the blonde and brunette besties.  

I had a very crappy day today at school, like extremely crappy, so I'm guessing going to the bar is Nat's idea of cheering me up. Honestly, I wasn't really feeling up to it but I wasn't in the mood to argue with Nat right now so I kind of just went along with the idea. In the back of my head, I thought about what she texted me. "We need to get you a boyfriend."  

OK OK , I admit it. I have not actually had a real love life before. I had a boyfriend in 6th grade but that was it because we broke up in like 2 days. I think at that time, I had a feeling that I 'loved' him. But who am I kidding? That relationship lasted for two days.

I check the time on my watch. It's 8:00 p.m, so that means I have an hour to get ready. I usually take like 2 hours to get ready if we're going out,  but I guess I'm gonna have to do with an hour.  Nat said she will be at my house at 8:55, which means that I won't even have an hour. ah, stop exaggerating. I groan and head over to my bathroom to take a quick shower, and after that, I'm going to curl my hair into locks. 

I let the hot water take over my body, and stand there letting all kinds of thoughts drown me. Taking showers is one of my favorite things to do, I can literally stay in the shower for an hour.  As soon as I get out the shower, I feel a cold chill on my body.

I sigh and grab the robe from my hanger and put it on. 

I stare at my reflection in the mirror. My green eyes look fresh and soft, and innocent. I take out the blow dryer and turn it on. 

I run my hand through my hair, it feels nice and soft. I reach for the curler in my drawer and plug it in. It takes a while to heat up but as soon as it's heated I begin curling my hair. Ugh, I hate the smell of curling irons...

                                                                                         8:55 p.m.

*Ding Dong

Oh, that must be Nat. 

"Sweetie, I think Nat's at the door. Have a fun night...and come back at 11:00. No later." She screamed across the hallway. I hadn't seen mom all day because she had been working, and I hadn't disturbed her either at home. Lately, mom has been working for long hours and I don't see her as much. 

"Yes Mom, I will!"

I strut down the hallway to the front door; the sound of my heels crushing the silence. 

I open the door to see Nat standing there with a huge grin on her face. She looks amazing in her black, off the shoulder dress that revealed the right amount of skin. She has her hair out and straightened. On her hand rests a small, dainty blue purse and she has her lace up heels on. She looks stunning as usual...

"Girllll, you look hella sexy. I see you took my advice, you're gonna knock all the guys dead" She smirks. 

I am wearing a burgundy red, mini body-con dress with a lovely lace V- Neck. I put it together with a pair of High Stiletto Sandals in black. My makeup is bold and my hair is let out. I am quite happy with my outfit and hearing Nat's compliment, I feel  confident in myself.

"Shut up, you look amazing as well." I laugh and playfully punch her arm. 

"Shall we go, m'lady."  She smirks again. 

" hahaha, you're crazy Nat."

" I know I am." 

As we walk over to her car, I feel a sudden burst of joy.

 I'm very excited to see what the night can bring me...