The Lonely Black Girl

Chapter 3

Since Tiffany drives, she took us to the mall. Of course, the stores that I went to were the affordable ones like H&M, Forever21 and Sears. The ones where I could actually be frugal and not have to spend too much money. The first stop on our agenda was forever 21 . Once inside, I immediately went to the t-shirt section.

"Girl, I'll pick out your outfit for you. There's no way you're wearing a t-shirt to a party with me!" Tiffany said pulling the NASA shirt from my hands.

"But it's so cute!" I argued as I  pulled the shirt back from her grasp. If I leave my outfit choices up to her, I'll end up looking like a hooker waiting for the next pimp. No thank you! "I don't want to dress like you...I prefer my own style."

"Please...I'll find something that's sexy but not too raunchy, Ms.Good girl." she said rolling her eyes. "It'll be in black or grey since I know those colors are your favorite."

Maybe with my supervision I could let her pick something out for me. It will probably be my first and only party anyways. Why not try something different? What harm can it possibly do? "Well, I can help you look for it."

After going through stores after stores, we ended up spotting a black, mid-thigh length bodycon dress in H&M. It had sleeves that cut off at the elbows and a deep V  at the chest area. However, the deep V  had some cross patterns down the middle to somewhat cover it. That gave it a more subtle vibe. It was not something I would normally purchase but Tiffany thought it would look good on me. I tried it on in the dressing room and I was pleasantly surprised at my own reflection. My full bosom held up the chest area perfectly then it nicely curved inward to my twenty eight inched waist. My stomach was taut and flat. The healthy diet and exercise really paid off...I guess. I turned towards the side and ran my hands along my hips. My butt was not too big but it was a nice size. As I looked at myself, I could not help to notice how well the dress accentuated my figure. I stepped out so that Tiffany to critique my look. She actually looked stunned. Then something briefly flashed across her expression.

"I don't like it" she said through gritted teeth.

 Where is this coming from? I thought to myself. She was the one who challenged me to try something new and choose an outfit that I would not typically go for.

"We've been at this for hours now and we have not found anything that either of us can agree on..." I complained. "I'm getting tired so it's either this dress or I'm not going at all."

"Hmm...suit yourself but just know that not one guy would ever cast a glance at that body of yours."

"Whatever. I already know that so why does it matter if I get the dress or not?" I went back into the dressing room and took the dress off. She was right, I'm nothing for anyone to look at. I'm just doing her a favor by going to the party and that's it. I'll start sending out my job applications and conduct apartment searches afterwards.