I tried pulling into a dress, struggling slightly.
I was in a play for school and the show started in five minutes.
It's not like I wanted to be in a school play, this is for detention.
Worst of all, I hate wearing dresses.
I pulled my dress up, it feeling too tight around my waist.
I reached for the back of my dress and searched for the zipper.
Ugh, how hard is it to zip up a dress??
"2 minutes until show time!" A voice over the intercom.
"Crap." I muttered under my breath.
I then noticed a connecting door in my dressing room to another dressing room.
I slowly walked over there, holding the back of my dress.
I knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.
"Coming." The voice said, footsteps coming my way.
The door opened and he appeared.
Lucas friar. He got stuck in doing this play also through detention.
We dated a few months ago but then we broke up so we could meet new people.
"Hey." He said, not looking at my eyes.
"Stop checking me out Frair." I said, smirking.
He looked up at my face. "What?"
I sighed and tightened my grip on the back of my dress.
"Can you just do me a favor?" I asked, looking at the clock.
"Sure. What is it?"
I turned around. "Can you zip me up?"
