Saturday morning Leah made calls to hire the event team for Carrie's party. I sat by the pool tanning. Julia appeared beside me and silently laid out next to me in a silver bikini. She lit a joint and passed it to me. We smoked in silence soaking up the sun. Leah opened the glass sliding door, yelling and waving her phone.
"All done! Everything is set!"
"I hear this is going to be the party of the year," Julia said, smiling.
"I don't think I'm going." I joked.
"Yeah, we have plans actually," Leah added.
"Oh, I forgot," Julia said passing the joint to Leah.
"I think we might need to order some party favors, Julia," Leah whispered, sitting next to me, covering her feet with mine.
"We can't corrupt him!" He's so sweet!" Julia teased, pointing at me.
"He's not sweet," Leah confirmed, starting a game of footsie.
"What kind of party favors?" I asked.
"Pills, Blow, Molly, maybe some speed?"
Friday's party continued to ramp up, as the plans unraveled before me.
*
Sunday Leah took me to meet a stylist friend of hers in West Hollywood.
Daniel, 32, think skinny Jake Gyllenhaal, very gay.
Daniel owned a studio filled with clothes, and shoes, and bags, and jewelry and everything one needed to style A-list clientele.
Lindsay Lohan
Mischa Barton
Shia LaBeouf
Anne Hathaway
Daniel Radcliff
Nicole Richie, just to name a few.
"I have so much prepared for you two! It's so good to meet you." Daniel gave me a quick hug and a peck on the cheek.
"Nice to meet you," I said blushing.
"Oh, he's shy!" Daniel teased, touching my hot cheek with his finger.
"He's a devil in disguise," Leah warned Daniel.
"My favorite," Daniel confessed, leading us into the back room.
More racks of clothes and red velvet couches, the private dressing area revealed Leah's color choices for the party. Gold and more gold.
"I thought we would revisit the ball Cinderella", Leah whispered to me.
*
Two hours later Daniel and Leah finalized our looks. Gold acid washed jeans for me. My top, a gold plated chainmail shirt, and the coolest thing ever put on my body. On my feet black leather sandals, and the black magician Rolex around my wrist.
"His hair slicked back wet, with gold paint streaking the pale blonde." Daniel pushed the hair out of my face, describing his vision to Leah.
"Perfect." Leah agreed.
Leah wore a simple see-through shift dress similar to the one she wore my first party at Sean's. This version completely see-through. Gold Bra, and Panties matching my chainmail top underneath. Black leather sandals.
"I want my hair slicked back like his, and tied out of my face. Gold paint." Leah instructed.
"And this..." Daniel solemnly carried a black bracelet to Leah.
"Oh my god. I love you."
The bracelet upon closer inspection, a circle of thorns.
"What do you think?" Leah asked me, as we looked at ourselves in the mirror.
"We will definitely stand out."
"Oh for sure." Daniel agreed, sitting back on a red velvet couch.
Leah smiled her evil grin, looking at me in our reflection. I matched her smile, nodding my head in agreement.
Let's do this.
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General FictionAn aspiring actor detailing his first year in Los Angeles as he attempts to break into the Entertainment Industry. Eighteen-year-old Ryan Ash molds himself into an eclectic assortment of odd characters to survive while using these personalities to...
