The Difference Between You and Me (GXG)

chapter 25

dakota's p.o.v

after a painful rest of the week without lucy in school, it was funny the weekend. saturday night actually, i'm at lucy's. she's getting ready for the party. i asked kenzie to come but she said she had a huge project due monday for a class. so she had to work on it.

"what do you think?" she asks me as she holds up a cute red crop top up against her current shirt on now. "this with black ripped jeans? we can twin with the jeans." she says and laughs cutely.

"i like it." i tell her. she sets the shirt and jeans down, slipping her shirt over her head. "woah." i say looking. "give me a warning next time."

"nothing you haven't seen before." she says putting on her crop top. welp, she got me there. she puts on her jeans as i try not to stare at her with just panties on for a few seconds. "good?" she asks, looking in the mirror.

"shall i say, perfect." i say teasing her. she turns around and gives me a look. i giggle, watching her slip on her white air forces. "you ready?" i ask standing up.

"wait." she says examining me. she holds out her hands and looks down my body. "what did i tell you about wearing baggy shirts. you look so good in tighter clothes." she says.

"you don't like my 'friends' shirt?" i ask pouting. she sticks her tongue out in a playful way.

"you look like billie eilish." she groans, turning around and going back into her closet.

"she happens to be a very attractive woman." i say, defending her. and myself. i like my big shirt.

"here, wear this." she hands me a shirt that looks a whole size smaller than the one i have on now. i look down at my shirt, sighing.

"fine." i say. i go to take my shirt off but i notice her staring. i get shy, my face turning red. "do you mind?" i ask her sweetly. she smirks.

"yes." she crosses her arms. "yes i do." she keeps her eyes on me. i gulp before lifting my shirt over my head, exposing my bra to her as i avoid eye contact. i put on the shirt she gave me and try to stretch it down. some of my skin is showing.

"lucy." i whine. "this shirt is so-"

"pretty. sexy. yes indeed it is. now let's go!" she grabs my arm and drags me out of her room, downstairs. i sigh as she grabs her keys and we go outside to her car. "don't worry you look great."

"thanks. i guess." i say and she squints her eyes at me. i grin, putting in my seatbelt.

she pulls up to a house, a big one with a bunch of cars in the driveway and on the street. i look at it, seeing all the lights and people inside.

"are you nervous?" she asks me, grabbing my hand. i look over at her, nodding.

"yes, actually." i admit. she kisses my knuckles, shaking her head.

"don't be. let's go." she says excited.

we walk inside, my ears immediately being filled with the loud music. my nose also being filled with the spell of alcohol and smoke. oh no.

lucy pulls me into the kitchen, filling up a cup with beer from a keg. she hands it to me but i decline.

"oh, right. you're dakota." she chuckles and takes the drink for herself. i think we both notice nate at the same time in the kitchen, talking with friends. he looks over and stares at lucy. ew, back off. you had a shot. "come on."

she drags me into the living room where the music was louder and people were dancing. i tried to ignore the people making out on the couch. oh, lovely.