Rhett's Rebel

|| Noa || - 10

Rue gave me a thumbs down.

I currently am trying dresses on at the local Goodwill, hoping I find a decent dress for cheap. I'm not about to break my bank for a stupid dance: a dance I had never intended going to until Rhett.

"Try the silver one on! I'm tired of seeing you in black all the damn time!"

"Watch your fucking language, Rue!" I yell back teasingly to which she only rolls her eyes before laughing. I slip back into the small dressing room and tug the tighter black dress off. Placing it back on the hanger, I grab the silver dress that glimmers when the lights hit it and put it on. There are larger sequins on it and it only comes down to the middle of my thighs.

It is a softer scoop neck with a more open back which causes me to slightly frown. I feel completely exposed.

Shrugging to myself in the mirror, I decide to open the dressing room door and show Rue as she really wants to see me in it.

Once I open the door, her eyes trail up from her phone to me. I never have seen her eyes light up as much as they are right now. Her lips curl into a smile as she nods.

"That's the one. That is the dress you're wearing." Her tone is matter-of-fact. I twirl around, feeling stupidly excited.

Once I realize what I'm doing I halt abruptly and frown.

"Are you sure?" I ask Rue, turning so she can see my bare back, "I'm showing a lot of skin. I'm too pasty for this kind of dress, and my legs aren't the skinniest, and I think I have some side boob action going on and-"

"Noa! Shut up!" She snaps at me, and I close my mouth. "It looks amazing on you! Rhett is probably going to be drooling the whole night."

"Gross," I mutter slightly under my breath. Imagining Rhett drool over my half naked, partly disco-ball body makes me want to vomit.

But I strangely feel my cheeks feel up at the thought.

Stupid estrogenic hormones.

"Get it..please!" She pouts her lips. She knows damn well I'm gonna get it. Not only is it only $15, but it also is—I guess—a nice switch-up from my usual choice of black.

"Yeah. Only cause you said please." I close the door behind me, hearing her squeal with happiness.

I don't know why she's more excited than me... I'm the one wearing it to the dance, not her.

After changing into my clothes, which consists of my self-ripped jeans, a plain black tee and my combat boots, I hear my phone buzzing.

Looking at the lock screen, I see it's Rhett calling me. Letting out a sigh, I answer. He probably wants to "study."

"Hey babe." I don't know why babe flows off my tongue effortlessly, but it does.

There's a slight pause before he finally answers. I think I made little Rhett excited there.

"Noa, are you free? I could really use your company..."

"Company in what sense? Hmm." I'm of course teasing him, which he should get the hint.

"Oh not like that kind-kind of-" he coughs, "company. I could really use a friend." His voice sounds broken.

I look over at Rue since I'm already out of the dressing room. Her eyes watching my face intently. It's rare when I'm on the phone, and recently, I've been on it a lot more.

"I would but I'm with my sister-"

"She can come over too. Where are you at? I can pick you up."