Chapter 2

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After Scarlett was done with herself and was finally done with Delilah, they both stood in the full length mirror and assessed themselves.

"I am amazing." Scarlett praised the way she fixed herself and her Delilah up. 

Frowning at herself in the mirror, Delilah was uncomfortable. "I am never wearing this again. This skirt is way too short."

"It's a party, that's the point. And of course you're not going to wear that again. You don't ever show up to a party with the same clothes."

Delilah looked at her friend through the mirror, her eyebrows furrowing even more. "My entire arm, shoulders, and part of my stomach is showing."

"It's a tube top, that's the point."

"I am basically wearing a bra!!" Delilah slung her arms in the air, getting frustrated. "It's too thin and tight and my boobs are practically on display."

"Exactly, show them off. I wish I had boobs like that."

Delilah groaned. She was tired of her friend and her nonchalant attitude. 

Scarlett sighed and shook her head. "You look amazing Lilah. I mean, seriously. You have a great figure, C cup boobs, nice bubble butt, and you never get to show it off like you should. I mean they look great in your pencil skirts, tights, jeans, and whatever, but you gotta show more."

Rolling her eyes at her friend, Scarlett chuckled back. "Really, I mean, if I had boobs and a butt like yours, I'd show if off every chance I could. You already look like a model everyday, but now, you just look like a slutty model." Scarlett smiled and winked several times at Delilah making her snicker and shake her head at her.

"Oh, shut up."

Scarlett gasped, "I'm serious! You're 5'8, just reaching the requirement. I mean, if the whole architect thing doesn't work out, you could definitely become a model."

"Yeah, because I came all the way to Harvard to major in architecture just to drop it to become a model(!)"

Scarlett chuckled. "I'm kidding, but if you ever do decide that you want to. I know some people who would kill to have you."

"Lets just go. The faster we get there, the faster we can leave."

Scarlett's face lit up as she ran across the room to get her purse. "Lets."


Delilah sighed as she dreaded going to the most popular frat house on campus' party. She looked in the mirror once more and examined what Scarlett had put her in. Scarlett had made her wear a perfectly fitting leather black band that only covered her breast, a short tight leather skirt that only just covered her butt, and black 4 inch stilettos. Her long black hair was down in loose curls and Scarlett had made her wear these thick medium length golden hoop earrings. Luckily for Delilah, Scarlett had to get ready herself and let Delilah do her own makeup, so she just stuck with neutral makeup and lipgloss. But even then, no matter what, she looked completely different than her usual self. To be honest, what she saw in the mirror kind of scared her.

"I've got everything, let's go." Scarlett said singing the words 'lets go'.

Delilah walked over to the door where Scarlett was and walked out behind her. She'd never be ready, but she had no choice.




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Finally arriving to the place, Delilah looked up at the house. It was a big brick house with large white columns on the front of the porch. It was exactly the popular, huge, and prestigious house you'd expect. 

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