A Beautiful, Terrible Love

Chapter 2

"WHAT???"

"You heard me," Sadie and I stood in our closet, me shrieking in terror and her smiling. "I will NOT have you looking like a pathetic slob at the concert. You need to wear this."

Sadie held up a tight fitting purple dress with tiny sequins. It had a V-neckline, and a gorgeous necklace to go with the stylish dress. It was short, about mid-thigh, but not too bad. It would make me stand out, for sure.

I could not imagine wearing such an attention-grabbing outfit.

"I'm not sure, Sadie," I said nervously. "What will you be wearing?"

"This," Sadie held up a casual red dress which was plain and simple, except for a small slit in the side.

"Why can't I wear that?" I asked angrily.

"He's YOUR crush," she pointed out, and I quickly fell in submission. Do this for Dex, I told myself fiercely, because tonight was the night. I was finally going to cleanse myself from him. I was finally going to be free.

I slipped on the dress, awed at how the dress fit me, marveling at the way the necklace was perfectly coordinated with the dress. I twirled, happily glancing at myself in the mirror.

"Okay, you can stop now, Cinderella," Sadie said sarcastically. She grabbed my face and started to powder it, leaving me sputtering and gasping for breath.

"Sadie," I coughed, "let me breathe!" She released me temporarily.

"We don't have much time. The concert is in two hours!" she said hurriedly. She pushed me to a chair.

"We're going to make you beautiful like me," she murmured, grabbing my hair and the Straightener.

"Arrogant much?" 

"Yup," she laughed, "I'm just kidding, Eve. You're much prettier than me. How else do you have a total hottie wanting you to be his girlfriend, when you dress like a total slob?"

"Not true, Sadie," I protested.

"True," she argued.

"Not,"

"True,"

"Not,"

"It IS true, and SHUT UP," I shut up. We spent the next thirty minutes in complete silence. I could feel my eyes slipping, and I fell through the darkness into dreamland. 

A few minutes later, I could feel arms shaking me. "Eve! Wake up!"

"What?" I groaned, yawning.

"You're done, and just in time too. Delilah's here!" She pulled me up. "Look at yourself. You're gorgeous!" I looked in the floor-length mirror, stunned. Was that beautiful long legged girl really me? "Not that you weren't pretty before," she added quickly.

I hugged my twin. "Thank you Sadie!" I felt light, and happy. I was beautiful.

I glided down the steps and out the door, Sadie trailing behind me. We entered Delilah's car, a pretty BMW that was shining, without a single flaw. "Wow," Delilah commented, "You look great, Eve!"

"You do too, Delilah," I replied. She really did. The name Delilah really fit her, with the way she wore heavy golden jewelry and gypsy-like clothes. Her makeup was always flawless, and achieved the smoky look models couldn't even get. Her hair was super thick and a dark brown that was almost black. She was amazingly tan, also, leaving many girls jealous. Today, she was wearing thick golden hoops and a dark purple dress that was shorter than mine. That was one thing about Delilah; she was a little... more inclined to show cleavage or leg. We both still loved her though.