Chapter Four
Four hours later, JT and I pulled up in front of someone's porch. Much to my anger, I was dressed in a frilly black dress. My dream of going to bed in loose sweats and cuddling up to my plushie were crushed. My other friends, Mitchy, Danny (Daniella), Babi and Jericho parked behind us. JT used his "trump card" and called them to my house. It didn't take long for the girls to dress me and paint my face. Twenty minutes later, I was walking down the stairs in my favourite black converse and a frilly dress I didn't know I had.
"Okay. You ready to have some fun?" JT asked as he parked two houses away from the party. Even at this distance, the music was too loud.
I gave him one of my famous death glares and he didn't have the guts to face me.
"Come on! It'll be fun!" Mitchy gleefully said.
"You guys have known me long enough to know that this is the farthest from my idea of fun as possible."
My idea of fun was cuddling up to the sofa or my bed and watching movies, reading a book, or just sleeping. My dreams are all the exposure I need. The three constants I need for a happy and fun time is a peaceful environment, a warm area, and quite possibly food.
They began to exit the car and I begrudgingly opened the sun visor and checked my face or hair for any inconsistencies. Danny and Mitchy did a great job for such a short amount of time. My hair normally tangles a lot in my sleep, so I can take up to 45 minutes untangling and straightening it (and considering how I just woke up and covered it with a hat, they should be awarded with medals). My cheeks had a rosy pink color to it and my eyelashes had a thin layer of mascara. My eyebrows were untouched, thank God, and my lips had a deep red lip powder that obviously wasn't mine (my lips are either covered in vaseline or lip balm).
"Get out!" JT exclaimed as he looked ahead with anticipation. I rolled my eyes and did as told. I straightened the dress and looked at my friends.
"One drink."
Mitchy smiled and Danny and Babi groaned, while Jericho just stood with his hands in his pocket and his face set to stoic. No crush*, but he looked hot. With his simple black v-neck, khaki pants and brown boat shoes, he looked ready for a meeting and the afterparty. Girls will be all over him in no time.
Michelle had a short navy blue strapless dress with a leather jacket to boot. She wore her cheap earrings and left her phone in her clutch purse, meaning she came here to get hammered.
Babi wore a Simpsons tee with the words "Let's go watch 'The Simpsons', you can be Marge and I can take you Homer!" written in the front and "To alcohol! The cause of, and solution too, all of life's problems." written on the back.
"Okay. You ready to have some fun?" JT asked as he parked two houses away from the party. Even at this distance, the music was too loud.
I gave him one of my famous death glares and he didn't have the guts to face me.
"Come on! It'll be fun!" Mitchy gleefully said.
"You guys have known me long enough to know that this is the farthest from my idea of fun as possible."
My idea of fun was cuddling up to the sofa or my bed and watching movies, reading a book, or just sleeping. My dreams are all the exposure I need. The three constants I need for a happy and fun time is a peaceful environment, a warm area, and quite possibly food.
They began to exit the car and I begrudgingly opened the sun visor and checked my face or hair for any inconsistencies. Danny and Mitchy did a great job for such a short amount of time. My hair normally tangles a lot in my sleep, so I can take up to 45 minutes untangling and straightening it (and considering how I just woke up and covered it with a hat, they should be awarded with medals). My cheeks had a rosy pink color to it and my eyelashes had a thin layer of mascara. My eyebrows were untouched, thank God, and my lips had a deep red lip powder that obviously wasn't mine (my lips are either covered in vaseline or lip balm).
"Get out!" JT exclaimed as he looked ahead with anticipation. I rolled my eyes and did as told. I straightened the dress and looked at my friends.
"One drink."
Mitchy smiled and Danny and Babi groaned, while Jericho just stood with his hands in his pocket and his face set to stoic. No crush*, but he looked hot. With his simple black v-neck, khaki pants and brown boat shoes, he looked ready for a meeting and the afterparty. Girls will be all over him in no time.
Michelle had a short navy blue strapless dress with a leather jacket to boot. She wore her cheap earrings and left her phone in her clutch purse, meaning she came here to get hammered.
Babi wore a Simpsons tee with the words "Let's go watch 'The Simpsons', you can be Marge and I can take you Homer!" written in the front and "To alcohol! The cause of, and solution too, all of life's problems." written on the back.
JT had on a white T-shirt with the words "It's a joke" and above it, the comedian smoking a cigar (Watchmen 2009).
*In this case, no homo turned into no crush.
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