5, Brianna

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It's Friday and I've finally gotten back to my dorm at 1:30. Today just got carried on by most teachers, I turned in my work and haven't gotten any word back, not that I'm expecting to.

Mom's been calling repeatedly for the past 4 days, wondering how the school is and if I need anything and if I'm okay. It's always the same answers.

I'm writing in my planner when the door opens, at this point I don't know who to expect.

"Brianna, your coming tonight," Brooklyn says and I look up at her.

"What?"

"We're going to a party tonight." She says and moves the planner off of my lap.

"Um, I don't know." I begin to protest but think maybe I should let loose just this once.

"Come on, please?" She begs and puckers out her bottom lip.

"Fine," I say and she squeals.

"YAY!" she bounces up and looks at the time.

"Okay, I'll be back at like 8. Be. Ready." She says and I stare at her.

"Uh, Brooke?

"Yeah."

"What do I wear to a party?"

"Your kidding?" She gawks and I shake my head.

"I know it's not your like, style or whatever but do you wanna try something from my closet?" She asks and I think about it before nodding.

She scavenges for something when she pulls out some ripped grey jeans and a black spaghetti string crop top.

"Is this okay with you?" She asks and I shrug.

"Can I try it on?" I ask shyly. She clicks her tongue.

"Girl, of fucking course." She smiles and hands me the clothes.

I take off my clothes not thinking about it, my cheeks turn bright red but I swallow my insecurities and put on the clothes.

The jeans are tight fitted, high waist and the crop top is skin-tight, showing off my curves. I look in the mirror and see someone I'm not used to.

"You look hot." Brooke giggles and jumps around happily. I smile, showing off my dimples.

"You think? Do I look like, insane?" I chuckle, I've never dressed like this before.

"No no no no no no no, you genuinely look really fucking good." She insists and I blush harder.

"Than I think this is what I'll wear." I giggle and she claps her hands together.

"Well, I'm going to go to Joe's, I'll see you later! If you need anything give me a call." She kisses my cheek before walking out the door in a hurry.

I smile at myself in the mirror before changing back into my previous clothes.

I'm being shaken violently and jolt upright. Brooke is in front of me.

"Get up! I'm late! It's 10 already." She whines and I groan. I plop back on the bed and put a pillow on top of my head.

"Nope." She rips the pillow off of my head and pulls the blanket off of me, making me squirm.

"Leave me alone." I groan and she shakes her head.

"Get up get up get up get up!" She goes on until I finally stand up...

"Okay okay." I huff and she smiles.

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