Drowning

Chapter 24:

It was the night of the concert and I had butterflies. My outfit was a daring choice. I'm glad I went with the Brazilian wax since I would be showing more skin than I ever planned to.

Before we left the mall, Anna decided she needed new panties to celebrate. She ended up picking me out a light blue pair that matched my outfit and hair perfectly. They had just enough lacy fabric to cover the front of me. The back was a G-string that came up and tied up in bows high up on my hips. They were way too much. I put them back 100 times before she picked them up and bought them herself and told me I would thank her later.

I pulled them on and tied the sides before pulling on my black fishnet stockings. I wiggled the light blue and black plaid skirt up over my curvy hips. The top bows on my panties were peeking up through the top of the skirt. I could not wear a bra with this outfit, but the black corset held my breasts firmly. The corset accentuated my cleavage in the best way possible. I added the finishing touches, black armbands, a choker, and some blue studs.

I slipped my knee-high boots up over the fishnet stockings and looked down at my hands. My black fingernails popped next to my pale skin. Anna had already done my hair and makeup. She straightened out my newly dyed hair and curled it into big waves. She then proceeded to pull it up on both sides into puffballs. She left a little hair out in the front on both sides and rewetted it so it would curl into a soft wave. Besides the fact I was in mock pigtails, it looked phenomenal with the peaks of blue poking out.

The makeup process was intense. She heavily lined my eyes and applied silver and blue eyeshadow. My green eyes popped back at me in the mirror, looking too big for my face. She left my lips a soft peach gloss.

"You can only have strong eye makeup or strong lips. You do both and you look like a clown." She said while drawing on my face like she was Picasso.

I took one final look in the mirror and couldn't believe my transformation. I looked like me, of course, but there was a strong, confident woman looking back at me. I wish my insides felt like my outside looked. Inside I was just a mushy ball of nerves.

I stepped out in the hall and walked down the stairs. Anna was standing in front of the hall mirror, reapplying her purplish gloss. She was the picture of perfection with her French braid pigtails falling on her bare back. She turned when I made a little noise and her mouth went wide with an exaggerated." Oh my."

"Pretty awful, huh?" I asked insecurely.

"JD is going to kill me. What the hell was I thinking?" Anna began to panic.

"Wanna switch outfits?" I knew darn well that we could never fit in each other's clothes. She was too slender and I was too curvy. It was not like her outfit covered much more skin than mine did anyway.

"Look at those things. I had no idea." She said, holding her arms up to her chest and then pointing to mine.

"Shush you, this is all your fault." I fumbled with the tie on the laces in the back of the corset. I was not used to them dangling on my bare skin.

"JD just texted me. They're on their way. They are a few minutes away." She said, turning back to the mirror to study her reflection.

"They?" I asked curiously.

"JD and Ezra. Mark and Aiden are going ahead to hold our spots in line for us."

I choked. I should have realized all of them would be there tonight. What was I thinking by letting Anna pick this outfit? I turned back around and began to walk up the stairs to go change.

"Where are you going?" She asked, laughing.

"I can't wear this out of the house." I was hyperventilating. I could feel little patches of red dotting my skin down my neck and chest.