Gangster

Chapter 10

Yes, it's almost been 2 months and I'm back with yet another shitty filler chapter because of personal stuff and this really effin sucks but like I said, please bear with me, I need to hone my writing and I have lots of stuff going on right now. If you haven't deleted this story, may God bless you with all the happiness you deserve and thanks for sticking with me, ily.
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"How about this one?" I held up a purple dress which came to my knees and had an intricate pattern on the sleeves.
Ava scrutinized me for a moment, her small face looking serious. Then she looked up and shook her head.
I groaned in frustration. It was Friday night, I had a date in an hour and I couldn't find anything to wear. Dresses and jeans and shirts were strewn all over the floor, mainly because I didn't know what sort of place we were going to. Jamie flatly refused to give me details, insisting that it would be a surprise, but I figured he was the type of guy to take a girl to a fancy restaurant or somewhere classy.
So I was looking through all my dresses and Ava didn't approve of any of them. Great.
"Why don't you borrow Tori's clothes?" asked Ava, swinging her teddy in her arms. "Tori has pretty frocks. She told me that she'll buy me clothes like that when I grow older!" Translation: Tori's going to transform my baby sister into a slut.
We were still pretty cool with each other, we hardly spoke and when we did, it was only to discuss what we should have for dinner. I had no idea why our friendship was in tatters and I didn't want Ava to get involved.
"What's going on in here?" Tori walked into my room and ruffled Ava's hair.
Think of the devil.
"Ali has a date!" Ava said excitedly. "But she doesn't have a frock. Why don't you lend her one?"
I mentally scolded myself for not warning Ava that Tori was now scornful of pretty much everything I did.
"A frock?" Tori looked over at me and gave a mocking laugh. "Sorry honey, but do you honestly think my dresses will fit you?"
I felt like I'd been stabbed in the stomach but I couldn't let Tori treat me like that. Hell no.
"Your dresses would show off my boobs better than your non-existent ones." My voice came out sharp and Tori's jaw dropped open.
"I have boobs," she snapped.
"Oh please, I've seen better on a child of 13," I retaliated, my hands on my hips.
Jenny would be so proud.
Tori crossed her arms and if looks could kill, I'd be 10 feet under.
"So you have a date huh? I feel so sorry for that guy," she said with a cruel snarl.
Before I could come up with another insult, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. Jenny stood outside holding a plastic bag, with a huge grin on her face.
"I have some hot pieces in here!" She announced happily brandishing the bag at me. "So let's get you looking fabulous and him thirsty for you!"
"Good luck with that," said Tori sweetly and Jenny's smile was taken over by fury as her knuckles turned white from holding the bag so tight.
"You know what Tori? Ali will have a boyfriend very soon and she'll also have other men running after her, while you'll die a heartless whore!"
I gaped at Jenny, hoping that Ava hadn't heard any of this.
"Oh, so you think like that? Fine. If Alison gets a boyfriend by the end of this month, that's 30 bucks you owe me!" Tori challenged, her face looking mocking.
"Are you serious right now?" I demanded but neither of them heard me.
A grim smile took over Jenny's face.
"Deal." She and Tori shook hands, their eyes shooting daggers at each other. Tori walked out the room without saying another word and Jenny led me to my room.
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"And there goes the ninth!" I exclaimed in irritation, tossing a pretty blue dress onto the floor, which was again too long for me and made me look like a nun.
"No one can fail 10 times in a row, Ali," reassured Jenny. She pulled out a black and white dress and handed it to me. "This one should be the perfect dress!"
Rather begrudgingly, I slipped into the dress with my eyes half closed; I dreaded the reflection that awaited me.
"Oh my god! This is perfect!" Jenny squealed and I opened my eyes to look at myself in the mirror.
And I had to admit that Jenny was right.
The dress was amazing, it wasn't long but at the same time it didn't make me look like a slut either.
Tori, take notes.
"Ali, you look amazing!" Ava said, clapping excitedly.
Well, it did look good on me.
I turned around and smiled at them. Jenny got up and pulled out some make-up and a hair straightener.
"Come on now, gorgeous, let's get you ready for the best night of your life!"
For the next fifteen minutes, with a Taylor Swift song blasting from Jenny's iPod, I sat still in my chair while Jenny worked on my hair and putting on makeup.