I Can't Change

Chapter Three

We rummaged through rack after rack trying to find cute party dresses. I saw a short red and black floral one with a black taffeta tutu part. I was knocked out of my admiration by Alexa's loud remark.

"I like that one. You should wear it to Brock's tonight." Brock is another one of her boyfriends. He is the meanest of the three, but he throws killer parties.

"Well.. I mean, Christian is going to stay with Julia for the weekend anyway. Sure, I'll go." I say, contemplating. I push my long dark brown hair behind my ear and go back to inspecting the dress. It was strapless, and in my size. I carefully drape it over my arm and continue with my hunt. I grab some black peep-toe heels to go along with the dress.

"Ready to go, Lex?" I quietly put in, looking around a rack to find her grinning at an extremely tight silvery tube dress. I sigh loudly and tug her toward the check out.

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I lightly push open my bedroom door, dropping the many bags in my arms on the bed. They land with the sound of crinkling bags and the tinkling of metal.

I open the bags and empty the contents of each one. I ended up purchasing the dress, the black shoes, a pair of PINK Yoga pants, Hollister skinny jeans, a few pairs of lacy underwear, and hoodies. I carefully put each of the items away. Julie was picking up Christian from school, so I had the house to myself.

I sat on my bed lazily eating ritz crackers while watching television, soon enough my phone buzzed indicating I had gotten a text.

"Look good tonight, bitch. Xx" It was from Alexa, go figure. Soon after, I figured it was time to start getting ready.