This Girl

Eight

Around eight, after horrendously pleading to Mia not to make me go, I get dressed. Simple blue top with ripped jeans and fishnets underneath. I am dreading tonight, not because of seeing Mia's girlfriend, she is super sweet and I absolutely love her, it's about going out, into the world. I hate humans. Why do I need to converse with them? Exactly. I. Don't.

I'm not against a few people, no I don't hate everyone, but the people I don't know and don't know what they are capable of, well I just don't want to be around to find out. Honestly what is so great about eating in a restaurant, shoveling food into your mouth, surrounded by strangers, strangers cooking your food, waiting on you. What's fun about that?

I guess you could say I'm not a sociable gal.

So driving to, no doubt a fancy restaurant because Mia is dressed in a slim black gown that looks quite well on her, I might add. Allie on the other hand is dressed in a dark navy blue dress, it isn't tight but isn't loose at the same time, her hair is down but pulled back in some places to keep out of her face, no doubt Mia's work. Altogether she looks okay.

When we arrive at the fancy place I see Mia's girlfriend's car, a bright cherry red cadillac convertible. We can say it's pretty bad ass with the girly tone and black stripes on the bottom near the door, on both sides.

*cue slow mo intro scene*

The door swings open to reveal silver sparkle heels steeping out, long tan legs, a short pink fluffy dress that doesn't seem to go past mid thigh, a small frame to fit into the glimmering dress long blond hair put up into a neat and put together ponytail, and to top it all off...bright. Pink. Eyeshadow. And. Lipstick.

Ya she has the looks, crazy good fashion sense, money, and the brain. She's one of those people. The all packages as I put them, to good for us, to rich, to beautiful, to smart, just over all the perfect person someone could want.

Just not me. She likes attention, all of them do, and attention means you have to get up, get fancy, and go out and talk to humans you don't know. Again not my thing.

Yeah I guess in someways Mia is the perfect package other than her not having the richest family. She doesn't. Not at all. But she's is really beautiful, smart, and way to good for this earth. Honestly being acquaintances with her had made me realize that having that person that always has your back no matter, isn't something you find often and I don't know how she can put up with my horrible puns and even worse snarky comments. She's and amazing acquaintance really.

Hold up I know what you are thinking and asking yourself, do you like her? Nope I love her, just in a friend way like how some people say you have friends soulmates, she's mine, just don't tell her I said that it will go to her head.

To top of this perfect Barbie doll unnaturally blonde pink fetish person her name, her this, is.. Amara.

As Mia says "a beautiful name for a beautiful dolly"

You gotta know they do some kinky shit.

Don't judge, it's really not my fault I don't have a life, its... um... well ya it's my fault. A life?Doesn't sound appealing really.

When we arrive at the booth the waitress puts us in, Mia obviously sit with her girlfriend so I, being on my best behavior, sits with Allie. Honestly Allie isn't to bad she's pretty funny, smart, and fairly keeps to herself.

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Dinner went well, mainly Mia trashing our waitress for being all up on Amara and Allie, which I will say was pretty funny to watch, Allie stuffers with each cheesy comment and Amara just blows it off. It was pretty great. Oh and not to forget many and many drinks getting sent over for Amara by mostly old guys with a ring on. Of course Mia was sending loathing glares to everyone who would even think about her.

Mia mainly talked to Amara, only talking to us ever so often, although we really didn't mind it was up to make conversation and we did. The did we lasted a few hours and we honestly got to know each other pretty well. Along with Amara and her hitting it off and hopefully beginning a new friendship.

Once we get back, around 12, we all say short good nights and make our way to bed.

I'm pretty tired so I pass out, and the others are quite quick as well.

(Word Count : 829)

A/N : idk why I took forever to give Amara a name but I just wanted to be sure and know that I liked it! But there's your chapter!!