I slip on my tight black dress. My cleavage is shown greatly, goes down above mid thigh, and it is strapless. At the bottom of the dress was a little bit of decorative sequins around. I put on a heart locket and a few bracelets.
"Girls hurry up" I hear Cameron groan from downstairs. They are all wearing black pants and a nice shirt. How hard is that? This is hard!
"Five minutes!" Misha yells and I start may make up in the mirror I am sharing with Hanna. Wing tipped eyeliner, thick eyes and a bit of sparkle cheeks.
"It's been five minutes" Brent yells
"Five more!" Misha calls again. Boys should learn that five means thirty.
I curl my hair, ponytail it then curl my bangs even more.
"Hanna do you have any hairspray?" I ask hoping to keep my curls in place all night.
"Yeah here" She hands me a half full bottle of spray. I walk into the hallway so I don't kill anyone with the fumes.
"What the hell do you think you're doing to Brent?" Dean hisses
"Dean? What the hell?" I snort back
"Answer the question."
"Um...I'm dating him?"
"He doesn't deserve you. He's a scumbag popular guy who doesn't care who he hurts to get what he wants"
"And what exactly does he want?" I ask crossing my arms
"Are you kidding or are you really that ignorant?"
"Excuse me?"
"Every guy in school wants you in one way or the other! Brent just wants to prove his alpha male status"
"Go to hell" I say turning around to go back in the door.
I apply light red lip stick and sit on the bed.
"You look pale" Hanna says sitting next to me.
"I put on so much concealer and BB cream. How can I look pale?" I joke
"You know what I mean."
"I'm fine" I smile
"We got dinner reservations" Cameron tries again.
"We're coming!" Mariah yells as all the girls simultaneously put on lipgloss.
"You look beautiful" Brent kisses me
"Misha is so much better" I pout jealous over her red dress that make her butt pop.
"I only noticed you" he smiles
"Food guys. Food" Mariah urges.
I roll my eyes following her. We all hop into a limo, music blaring and girls singing along.
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing here's to never growing up
I lean into Brent laughing my head off. This is the best feeling. Friends, Lovers and Happiness.
But now, not only the question of is he just dating me for the sex or is it for the popularity? But he already has popularity so why more? Unless if I dated someone else they'd be more popular than me...? I have to stop worrying about this and be happy.
"You are the prettiest girl I've ever seen" He whispers and playfully bites my ear.
"You clean up nice yourself" I smile as he helps me out of the limo.
"Reservation for Misha" Misha tells the hostess of some fancy steak restaurant. Misha's dad owns some big hot shot industrial business or something, so she is wealthy enough to pay for all of us.
We sit down and I can't help but notice how troubled Misha looks and how angry Mariah looks. It's like the whole Nika thing is bringing us down. Hanna notices it too and gives me an odd look. I shrug and grab a breadstick.
"What's going on with the girls?" Brent whispers
"I'll explain later"
"Hopefully its not as bad as the guys..." He trails off.
I shrug and order some kind of steak Misha recommended for me.
"Did you hear about Betsy?" Hanna gossips.
"Good girl gone bad" Misha giggles
"She slept with the Brad on the swim team. Then he dumps her, poor girl" Mariah shakes her head.
"Just like Rachel though, She slept with that nerd who plays the clarinet and he dumped her." Hanna adds
"I thought nerds were supposed to be the sweet ones?" I giggle
"Apparently not" Hanna laughs
Zone out feeling Brent's hand on my thigh. I try to focus but then notice the boys giving each other worried glances.
Apparently Hanna noticed because she whispered in her new boyfriend, James, something odd. James smiles falsely and continues eating. What the bloody hell is going on with everyone? Dean looks angrily at Brent, whom doesn't seem to notice because he's too busy eating whilst rubbing my thigh in all the right ways.
We hop back in the limo and try to create the same energy as before, no one wants to look awkward.
-
"I'm exhausted" I flop down on Brent's bed randomly throwing my purse on the ground. There wasn't much in it, just photo booth pictures of Brent and I, there was some with the girls and I and even one where we tried to fit all of us in the small booth. There was also lipgloss but that's not interesting.
"You had fun then?" Bren plops down on the bed with me.
"Yeah" I kiss his nose. "But I wouldn't be upset to get out of this dress. Unzip me?"
He stands up and unzips the dress. If there was anytime to test the theory of 'if I sleep with him he'll break up with me' I'd be now. I let the dress drop to the floor and turn around to kiss him. The rest was history....
-
"Brentie!" Mary comes bursts in "Are you coming to daddy's with me?"
"No sweetie, go pack" He orders causing her to pout but walk out.
I giggle wrapping myself in a blanket and picking out clothes. "Don't look at me like that"
"You're so beautiful" he says in awe.
I playfully throw a pillow at him "Get your booty out of bed."
"Whyyyyy" He whines sliding out of bed in his boxers.
"I'm feeling cupcakes"
"I'm feeling you" He whispers into my neck and starts kissing my neck gently.
I let out a little moan. "I should really get dressed"
He keeps kissing my neck until he finds a soft spot which makes me moan even louder and become weak in the knees. Apparently, he took this as a continue to do what you're doing because he just kissed harder. And there was no stopping because everything came out in a sexy moan and wasn't very assertive....not that I minded.
