Loving The Enemy

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I looked at myself in the mirror.

Oh my. I look adorable, I thought to myself. 

 "Babe, what the hell do you have on?" Symone looks as if I were joking. But what was wrong with my outfit? I was being so serious on the choice. I thought I looked adorable. No really. What could possibly be wrong with my outfit right now? I had a nice comfy pair of jeans with a cream turtle neck and white slide on Vans.

" Bro. You look so plain, like that's for a normal day not for a party Nady." she rolls her eyes as she throws some thin piece of black fabric at me. A scarf ?

"Try that dress on."

"Thats a dress ? I thought it was a black scarf. No way in hell im wearing that Symone . I dont even want to go to that hell hole anyways."I sigh. That didnt work. She started poking out her bottom lip holding her hands together . "Do I have to ?"

"YES", she yells with that devilish grin . Why does she do that ?

 I shiver as I began to undress my self. I really don't want to wear this thing . I slipped into the fabric being careful because I felt like any wrong move would rip it . "Babe look at yourself now." she says to me as she undo my french braid putting it up into a bun and leaving two curls at the sides. I sigh walking over towards the mirror on her door. Oh my gosh. Im going to be mistaken as a whore in this .

" Yeah no. Im not wearing this thing . It doesn't even cover my back or barely my legs."I say tugging down at the dress. The dress really didnt cover my back. The sleeves came down to my wrist. The dress stopped on my mid thigh. It really brung out my curves that I tried so hard to avoid showing.

"Girl you look good . Please stop. Like your body is to die for . You don't even have to do much to look good . I don't know why you hide it ." she says as she apply a little lip gloss to my lips . "To add a little razzle dazzle." She smiled.  I smiled back pulling her into a hug.

"You look good too". I say as I let go to take a better look at her. 

She has on a shimmery black v neck long sleeve dress , with her hair in deep curls with a smokey eye look for makeup. She always knew how to do makeup so good . I just feel better without wearing makeup . A little lip gloss was probably all I ever needed or maybe just chap stick .
"Alright let's go" , Symone says grabbing my wrist and pulling me out the door .

We get outside , I follow behind her to the cars .
"Can we go in my car?" I asked. It'll be easier for me to escape if I have to.

As if she knew what I was thinking she shook her head unlocking the door to her gray BMW.  Damn , I was so close to driving my own car, Atleast I thought so. 

"But Symone your going to be drunk !" I protest .  

"I'll sober up before we leave ... Can I sleep at yours tonight?" She asked sticking her bottom lip out .

I rolled my eyes , " Sure . Why did you even ask ? When do you ever ask ?" 

"You're hella right" , she laughs as she starts her car up and pulls out the drive way .

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We pull up to Adam's house and instantly see so many familiar faces walking past the car and up to the house. 

Symone hopped out the car and walked around to my side, opening the door . "Come on. You look really good girl . Don't hide." She smirks. I slowly stepped out the car.

I really don't want to be here , I thought to myself.

You really don't need to be here , my inner voice replied .  Not a good time to be talking to myself.