Hiden Mate

"Blake you need to put on a dress!" my best friend Kayla screams at me.

"But I don't wanna"

"Well too bad, cause it's your two year anniversary and your going to look nice!"

"Hey, what's wrong with black skinny jeans and a crop top, were not going to a wedding or anything" I whine. If you can't tell already I am sooo not girly. Sure I'll wear a black leather skirt and a crop-top but I never and I repeat Never wear dresses.

"But he's taking you out to a Italian restaurant and you will look so hot in this dress I picked out for you." I groan again at her girlyness

"Come on, you haven't even seen it yet. Pleaseee" she drags out the word and uses her puppy eyes, those don't work on me but I know weather I want to or not, I'm wearing a dress tonight. If that girl wants something, she's going to get it.

"Urrgg fine" I groan again to tell her I don't want to do this. She just gives me her pearly white smile. She practically jumps through the ceiling when she pulls out the dress from the box. It was a short strapless heart shaped black lace dress with a black thick silk belt around it and outlined around the chest is the same silky-ish material. I have to admit it's not bad. But there is no way I'm letting Kayla know, she already has confidence through the roof and I don't want to add to that.

"I doesn't completely suck" I say putting on my poker face. I slip on the dress and put on some black heels. I put my hair in a messy fishtail pulling it over one shoulder. She adds some light makeup to my face and drowns me in perfume.

"Perfect" she whispers