(This is just getting ready for the party, not too relevant to the story)
The next day was a blur. I had a couple of classes in the afternoon that kept me busy and by the evening I was tired. Alexis said we needed to head to the fraternity house by 8:00. I almost didn't feel like dressing up or putting on makeup but I figured I ought to, lest I evoke Alexis's wrath.
Part of the reason she was making me go was to try and get me a man. I've never dated anyone before. Well, I went on a date once in high school. A friend arranged it, the guy was nice enough but at the end of the night he tried to kiss me and I turned into a marble statue. I just didn't feel anything towards him so it didn't go any further. Believe me, I've tried to reach out to people before but no one that I've been interested in have returned my feelings. On top of that I was always busy and stressed out about school so the drama and effort a relationship requires just hasn't been top priority. But now that I'm in college I think I'm ready to take on that commitment.
Anyways enough about that, I had two hours before I needed to meet Alexis so I started to get ready. A couple months ago I found a cute white-lace spaghetti strap dress that came a little past my knees. I was saving it for a special occasion and I figured this was as good as any. It got a little cold in the evenings so I planned to wear a denim jacket over it. As for shoes I valued comfort over looks and decided on some red converse. I made sure to shower and shave before applying some vanilla lotion. Vanilla and cherry smells and flavors were my favorite and I needed to be a snacc tonight.
After dressing I went into the bathroom to wash my face and see what kind of canvas we were working with today. My skin was fairly clear except for one or two small spots on my chin as a result of hormones. For tonight I did a simple but glam halo eye look and matte pink lips. I decided to just brush through my wavy shoulder- length hair. I planned on coming home and immediately going to bed so I didn't really want to put too much effort into how I look. I checked myself out in front of the mirror. It was the same old me but with a mask of makeup and cute clothing: brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, short, could probably lose some weight, not too bad boobs and a cute butt from squats if I do say so myself. What a lady killer.
Aw crap, I just remembered that I had some papers due in a couple days that I'd been procrastinating. Yay me. Soon it was time to go and meet Alexis.
