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Chapter 5..
"Jen, where can I put this!" I heard Tiffany yell from down stairs. "What?" I called out.
We were getting ready for my party later tonight and she was going to be spending the weekend here.
"The booze!" she said, stretching the 'o' and screeching the rest of the word. I laughed, "Just stick it on the counter!"
She came running up the stairs and flew into my room, jumping from my doorway onto my bed. Landing face first she mumbled something into the pillow. "What?" I asked. "Let's get CRUNK!" She repeated, jumping to her feet and landing at the foot of the bed. She ran to my bathroom and the next thing I knew - I have her underwear dangling from my head.
I heard a giggle come from the bathroom and her voice suddenly echoed through the house, "Take it to the hole, Take it to the hole" as she started signing Take it to the hole by LMFAO.
I laughed as it dawned on me that I actually call her my friend.
I just finished drying and straightening my hair, and long golden strands fell down my back. I had put on black eyeliner and mascara, and a nude lip gloss to accent my light green eyes.
Tiffany had just gotten out the shower as I opened my cupboard. "Deciding what to wear?" She asked. "Yeah.." I sighed. I hated this part of getting ready.
"How about that nice black dress you wore to your mom's book signing?" She suggested. I really did like that dress. It was tight and hugged my curves perfectly. It came to about 2 palm lengths above my knees, and was sleeveless.
"Perfect," I smiled "thank you". She turned back to the mirror with a satisfied smile on her face and began to dry her hair.
I slowly slipped into my little black number and zipped up the back. I pulled everything to sit perfectly. Even a bit of cleavage was showing.
I put on my Hide-and-Seek black high heels, and my golden anklet my mother gave me when I turned 13. I added my golden necklace with a golden coin the size of a penny on it, and golden loop earrings.
All that was left, was my perfume.. Can Can by Paris Hilton. Hmmm. It smelt of
cotton candy with a hint of spring.
I turned to see Tiffany's light brown hair falling in soft curls down her back, her make-up had been done perfectly. Her eye-liner was thick and made her dark green eyes pop. Her eye shadow was grey and got darker the further across her eye it ran. Her lips puckered a light red the same color as her dress.
Her dress was short and came just above her knees. It was tight at her waist and exploded out in net, just after the corset ended.
She wore nude lace stilettos, with nude bangles with lace wrapped around them - the same style as her shoes. She had a nude colored bow pin in her hair, and she looked amazing.
"Wow.." We said at the same time, making us both blush.
We took one last look in the mirror and made our way down stairs.
The doorbell rang and we both hurried to the door. "TAYLOR" we screamed as we both slung our arms around his neck, causing him to almost drop the crate of alcohol he was carrying. "Ladies, Ladies.." he said doing his best Elvis impersonation, " There's enough of me to go around." doing the famous pelvic thrust once in both of our directions.
Taylor wore a pair of white jeans, which wrapped themselves perfectly around his legs. His black converse sneakers matched perfectly with this black buttoned up shirt. The top 2 buttons of his shirt were undone and his sleeves were rolled up, showing off those sexy muscles of his. His dark blonde hair was messy and looked as if he had just run his hand through it before leaving the car.
