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"Rita! Wait!" I hear someone call from behind me. Once I stopped and turned around, I saw that it was my best friend, Emily. She was wearing her usual outfit; a crop top, high-waisted ripped black skinny jeans, and her navy blue vans. She always had a better style than I did. I was in a white t-shirt, black shorts and light blue flip flops.

"Oh, hey Emily." I said as I smiled at her.

"So, Tyler invited me to go to his party tonight and he said you could come!" Emily exclaimed, throwing her arm around my shoulder as we started to walk towards the double doors that lead outside. My nose cringed.

I hate parties.

"No, thank you." I told her, fiddling with the hem of my shirt. We was standing outside the school when Emily pulled me to look at her. She had on her puppy face.

"Don't start that, Emily." I groaned out.

"I'm not going to stop until you say you're coming." She whines like a little kid would to her mother when she wouldn't buy them ice cream.

"Whatever. Fine." I grumbled, glaring at her as I hopped into my 67' Chevy Impala.


I was sitting in my room trying to decide on what I wanted to wear to this party. Like I said, I hated parties so I don't have much clothes to wear. There was a pile sitting on the other side of my bed, clothes that I know I couldn't wear, which was half my closet. I placed my finger through my tangled hair in frustration. What was I gonna wear?

My phone started to buzz, indicating I had a text message. It was Emily.

From Ems

I know you by now to know that you can't find anything to wear, so I went to the mall and bought you an outfit. I'm outside now xx

I quickly sent an okay before running down the stairs and put the house. Emily was sitting on the front steps with a hot topic bag in her hand. I loved that store. I took a seat beside her, wrapping my arm around waist for a small hug.

"I'm really glad you're my best friend." I say. She gives me a smile as she handed over the bag. I took a look and saw that she gotten me a black leather dress, the dress that I told her that I wouldn't mind wearing even if it showed to much. Which it would.

"You know I am always here for you." Emily says, leaving a small kiss on my cheek. I laughed.

Even though I didn't want to go to this party, I'm glad she had invited and forcing me to go. If it wasn't because of her, I would always be stuck in my room reading a book or drawing in my sketchbook.

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