Chapter 2
“Hey guys look I got the new boots. How do they look?” I question holding my left leg up, I have been dying for these boots for the past three months so my mom and Aunt Judy took me to the mall yesterday and bought them for me. They are black leather with three-inch hills the leather comes up past my knees I think they go great with my black hip hugging jeans and low cut black belly shirt but Angie and Liz are the fashion guru so their advice is a must. When you lack any fashion ability at all you learn to depend on the friends you have been blessed with that have true fashion guru abilities.
“OMG you got them. I can't believe you got them. They look fantastic, shit Lana when did you become so hot? The green eye shadow with the black eye liner is killer the whole emo black dressed thing you got going on looks freaking amazing on you and of course your fabulous hair is gorgeous as always. I swear to god I might be developing an actual girl crush on you. Oh the boots are awesome too. You do realize if you had been listening to Liz and I years ago you’d been getting laid a lot more.”
“Shut up Angie let her alone not everyone is the slut you are. Not everybody has to have sex five days out of the seven days in the week.”
“Says the virgin” Angie says then burst out laughing at the lazier beams shooting from Liz’s eyes.
“Lana you look fantastic honey you are the only person I know who is able to dress in all black but wear green eye shadow and be able to pull the shit off like a runway model. The boots are Fucking awesome too.” The whole time Liz is speaking she is still shooting lazier beams towards Angie.
I laugh at the both of them. They are crazy. Trust me when I say they love each other to death it’s just hidden with all the arguing they do with one another. Liz may not be able to pull off the green eye shadow but why would she want to? She has blonde hair hanging past her shoulders like my moms, she doesn’t wear makeup nor does she need to she has a natural beauty about her. I look over at Angie she is so different from Liz or I she has jet-black hair her naturally dark skin comes from her Mexican heritage. Her makeup is on heavy her black eye liner setting off her deep drown eyes. Where Liz and I are tall and slim Angie is short, curvy. Guys fall all over themselves trying to get her attention she knows it too.
Angie backs out of my driveway the wind blowing in our hair the music blasting from the radio as we all sing alone to some stupid song laughing as we turn onto the freeway.“Hey” Angie yells over the music. “Are we going to the hotel to put our things away first? Or heading right to the club?”
Liz and I yell back “motel first” then start laughing. It doesn’t take long before we are entering the city. We see the sign for the motel come into view. Angie pulls in the parking lot stopping in front of the office. We all jumped out of the PT running inside excited about the night ahead. We are laughing making fun of Liz’s boomed attempt at flirting with the guy behind the check in counter. We pull the car around until we find our room number then Angie parks in the empty slot in front of the room door. While Angie unlocks the door Liz and I grab our things. As soon as we walk in the room we drop our bags grasp hold of one another as we scream the three of us jump up and down knowing we pulled it off. My parents think I’m staying with Angie, and Angie's parents think she is with Liz, and I hate to say it but Liz's parents are loaded with money they are always gone plus they could care less about Liz. As long as whatever she is doing doesn’t interfere with what they’re doing they are alright with it. It’s sad because Liz is a great person she has a huge heart no thanks to her parents. The way I see it, it’s their loss they are missing out on knowing someone very special. We are still laughing when we grab up our makeup bags head making our way to the bathroom mirror each of us squeezing in front of the limited space in front of the mirror making sure we look perfect before we head back out. After freshening up we are out the door back in the PT headed for our night of adventure.
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