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A party? Why?!

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With the lack of effort I contained I snatched the keys off the worktop and headed outside and locked the house.

Yes, I'm a scruffy person because I leave my pots from breakfast on the table and move them when I return. I'm not your average normal young adult who has girl best friends and goes shopping and has no imperfections. I hardly dress to impress and i dont wear any make up as it screams "fake cake face!" Which quite frankly I can do without. I work at my local multipurpose store which sells more a less everything. I have various shifts which sometimes means I'm called in unexpectedly to cover for double pay. Hey I ain't moaning, double pay... can't really moan about that can I? Scott is my best friend who happens to be gay. He tries to hide the fact he's gay by wearing clothes that show muscles as he goes to the gym four times a week.

With a sigh, I climb into my burgundy mini and wound the windows down at the front before setting off and backing out of the driveway.

My phone shrieked my crappy piano ringtone in my pocket as we hit some traffic lights. I put it on loud speaker and waited.

"Emily, party tonight at 9" Scott shouted .

"What? No come on! You know I don't do parties" I shriek

"You're coming. You haven't been out since you moved out of your aunt heathers which was like what?...a year ago."

I sighed and set off at the traffic lights and indicated into the parking space, seventy five yards down the road.

"Scott! You know how much I" I clamped my mouth shut while he interrupted.

"You're coming. Get a dress or something decent to wear because you ain't coming in jeans and a meatloaf top with converses." He laughed. I sighed and grumbled an 'okay' then turned the engine off.

"Good. Be ready for eight thirty at home. And bring some cash Incase you need to get a taxi back if you're not staying overnight. you're probably gonna be drinking cuz alcohol will be in everythin" Scott pointed out and sang a 'goodbye' before cutting the phone off.

"Asshole. Better not be bringing me so Ill have to haul his ass back home like after prom party" I grumbled and attached my staff ID badge to my nicely ironed shirt. Yes I do iron my clothes because I find ironing clothes, makes me feel better knowing I look at least half decent! I effortfully walked into the store,attacking the checkout till and greeted the other employee with a forced smile.