Desirable

~22. Vineyard

Time to see if you guys are happy with your choices..

"What about this one?"

Clementine holds up a red floral wrap dress with long loose sleeves in front of her laptop screen. Brody tilts her head as she criticises the dress.

"You're not going to the beach, Clem. You're going on a date," she pronounced the last word slow, letting Clem take it in. The short girl drops the dress on her bed and runs her hands through her curls.

She sighs, "Thanks for the reminder."

To say she was stressed, would be an understatement. She had never been on a proper date before, what the hell should she wear? How should she act?

Clem drags her hair into a low ponytail and takes a swig of water, she stares down at her messy pile of clothes.

"Can't I just wear something comfortable? Like some leggings and a jumper?" she looks over at her opened dresser, gazing in awe at the drawer of cosy clothing.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that," Brody's stern voice sounded monotone as she shut down Clem's suggestion. Her eyes roll in annoyance and looks back towards the dresses in front of her.

"Alright, what about this one?"

She holds up a purple polka-dot maxi dress with a tie around the waist, it's quite an old dress. Brody shivers.

"Clem, I'm gonna say this in the nicest way possible.. that's fucking hideous."

Clem groans and throws the ugly dress on the bed.

"Brody I'm never going to find the right dress! I might as well just cancel," she slumps down on the edge of her bed and crosses her arms.

"Oi, shut up! You are going on this date, and you are going to blow Louis' mind. I will not let you cancel," she points her finger at the webcam, Clem rolls her eyes. "Now, go look in your wardrobe again."

She drags herself up and walks around her bed to her wardrobe, which was in Brody's view. The laptop was set up on Clem's desk. She rummages around in her wardrobe, scanning through various items of clothing until she picks out a specific dress. She holds it up in front of her and glances over it, biting her lip.

This was the same dress that she had bought when she was with Mason, hoping that she could wear it on a date with him. She never used the dress, he didn't like the idea of dates. She fell in love with it when she saw it and kept it safe in her wardrobe ever since, she always hoped she would wear it on a special day like this. But something about it seemed wrong. She bought it to entertain Mason. The idea of wearing it on a date with Louis, felt strange.

It was a yellow satin bodycon dress that went down to her thighs, it was quite short but not too short that elders would scowl and feel ashamed. The low neck was in a shape of a deep 'v', the silky material of the chest was fairly loose, in a elegant and stylish fashion.

But she sure hoped her breasts wouldn't fall out, especially with how they had been growing over the last weeks. 

However, the fabric around the waist, hips and upper thighs were tight. The two thin straps that went over the shoulders connected to the butt of the dress, due to the bare back. The yellow fabric was not too bright that it would hurt your eyes, nor too dark or dull that it would blank her out into a crowd. The colour was gorgeous against her tanned skin tone, yellow was definitely her colour.

Brody gasps at the sight of it, her hands gripped the edges of her laptop keyboard.

"THAT ONE!" she squealed, making Clem wince.