Reputation

f i f t e e n

                                                       willow 

It was Friday and this past week has been boring nonetheless. I avoided Henry and his  stupid group and all the fans constantly around him. Isabel and I have been doing the normal stuff, Twilight marathons, crying over studying, and blah blah blah. 

We didn't have school today because they were getting the elevator fixed or something so we planned on going ice skating. I put on dark grey sweatpants, a white tank top with blue flowers over it, and a matching blue bucket hat. I put on a gold coin necklace and tied my white converses on my feet. 

I met Isabel there and it wasn't too busy. I put on the black skates and pulled on my cropped white zip up hoodie, leaving it open. 

"Are we still going to the party tonight?"  Isabel asked doing a little turn. 

I nodded my head, "I'm pumped."

Isabel stopped skating causing me to stop  abruptly. I grabbed onto the side to prevent me from falling. 

I glared at her, "Are you trying to kill me?" I asked standing up straight.

She rolled her eyes, "You've been depressed this whole week. What's wrong?"

I let out a frustrated sigh and continued to skate, the wind pushing my hair back, "I don't even know." 

"It's Henry isn't it?" she caught up with me. 

"Maybe? I don't know, Monday got me in a really bad mood," I admitted. 

She grabbed my hand, "That's why we are going out tonight."

I grinned, "You're so stupid."

She grinned too, "I'll take that as a compliment."

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"Red, pink, blue, maybe yellow, no green," Isabel said going through my closet. 

"You're naming every single color," I said scrolling through my phone. 

"Maybe I wouldn't have to if you helped me," she said with a tone of sass in her voice. 

I rolled my eyes and threw my phone on my bed. I slid off of it and walked into my closet and pulled out an emerald green dress. 

"It'll go well against your complexion," I said. 

"Willow giving a compliment?" she gasped. 

I glared, "Don't make me regret it."

She nodded and ran to my bathroom. Since I'm up,  I might as well find a dress for me too. I put on a burgundy colored, satin cowl midi dress. It had a spaghetti straps and a deep u-neck in the front. I brushed my hair, put on mascara, lip gloss, and a little bit of blush and was ready to go. 

Usually I don't wear heels, but I still slipped on a pair of plain silver heels. We called an Uber and made our way to the party. 

I thought the last party we went to was busy, but this one was even bigger.  The house was bigger, the bass was louder, there were more people, and there was definitely more alcohol. I grinned like a fool because this was exactly what I  needed to get over Henry. 

Isabel and I twisted our arms together as we made our way to the drinks. We had five shots and when we felt tipsy enough, we were dancing and having fun. 

"He's staring!" Isabel screamed in my ear. 

"Who's he?" I screamed into hers. 

"Henry!" she responded.