The Inheritance

Part 3

"Slow down, I never agreed to any of that.. I think a simple outfit will do" after all I'm only in it for the booze"

       "Mia, you're my sister and I love you but, if we're going to a party together, then there's no way in hell your going to look like crap standing next to me."I rolled my eyes and just huffed at her.

       "Fine you can get me ready, its not like I really have a choice anyway, Just don't put any heavy make up and no slutty outfits"

      "Yeah whatevs just come over at 7:00 and bring pizza.", she finished, downplaying the excitement her face showed.

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I was standing outside of Phoebes apartment as I rung the doorbell for the third time. When I finally heard rumbling footsteps, the door flew open. In front of me was Phoebe in a short bath robe with a towel wrapped around her head. "I'v been ringing the door bell for the past 5 minutes!"

"I know I'm sorry I got caught up in the shower", she said as she stared me down and took a step closer to peer outside her apartment ,"wheres the pizza?"

"It'll be here good 10 minutes now lets get ready." I replied brushing past her and taking off my sweater.I took a quick look over at her apartment like I always did when coming over, gosh I envied her life. Luck seemed to be fond of her.

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Hours later Phoebe and I devoured our pizza as we blasted our favorite music.

"Not too much!" I squirmed as Phoebe painted my face with layers of concealer.

"Sorry but theres no way getting around those dark circles of yours!"

"Phoebe we agreed not too much makeup!" I stilled as she put more powder on my face.

"We also agreed that there was no way you were going to look like crap tonight!, she stood back and looked my face over.."There, I'm done" she examined like an artist contempt with her work.

When she turned me around  to look at the mirror, I was stunned. I looked....pretty... It gave me a weird sense of butterflies in my stomach, but then a pit grew swallowing those butterflies.

This wasn't me. Id never accept myself for thinking I was pretty or anything as much. I was very familiar with my dark days and what I was , was far from pretty. But if i can let myself be deceived,let the pretty girl  in the mirror fool others for a few hours,it would be fine. If only people had the chance to be someone else even for a day...

I was completely zoned out in front of the mirror when Phoebe snapped me out of the endless pool of thoughts that almost drowned me. In her hands she held a black dress with a low cut in the back. The dress looked like it would barely reach mid-thigh.

I glared from the dress to her to the dress then back at her again."no" I said flatly.

Phoebes eyes seemed to dull a little at my reaction "oh come on! You have a nice body mia! Show it off when you can!", Phoebe having a nice body herself seemed to always have the outfits to prove it, but as for myself, I only favored the loose comfortable clothing that hid my figure. " its one night... Just this one time.." She looked at me with pleading eyes. I looked back at the dress and got up from where i was seated.

"Just this one time" I was already doing things outside my comfort zone for tonight, this dress would only test my limit.

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We walked out of the apartment building and called over a cab.Phoebe taking confident strides ahead rubbed off on me a little. Walking with her gave me confidence, and I truly was not everyday me tonight. Tonight I can be someone else. Forget about who or where I was. I just hoped it would turn out great.

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Halfway into the ride we were already in the better part of New York. Beautiful buildings, decorated windows and crowded boutiques, even the people here looked expensive.

When we walked into the suite of a lavish building, we were hit in the face with a sent so strong it burned our nostrils.

The guys here were wearing fine clothes with their ties loosened, as if they all just came from some important event . The girls however were barely covered. As if they could only afford the too little fabric they wore. But still, even that little fabric looked like four digits that I could  only dream of having.

Everyone was holding a drink. Some girls were too busy rubbing themselves on the guys. Some guys seemed to be conversing with some of the girls, but it was obvious that that was the least of activities they wanted to engage into. One guy even had four girls on him, all voracious for his attention.

From what Phoebe had told me during the ride, these people were the young elites. The sons and daughters of the wealthy, these people had a foretold future ahead of them and this was how they partied.

Was this what phoebe was planning to do to save her job? Grind on some "important" man in the exchange for the needed publicity. She was a model anyway so that was the perfect title to grasp these boys attention. If her looks haven't already, that is. But still.. this really wasn't right but she wouldn't listen to me anyway.

The first floor of the suite was crowded and the sexual tension was high. I was a little nervous and the confident streak I kept up the past few minutes was starting to wear down. Phoebe soaked up the sight in front of her like a sponge. Taking in her surroundings like a predator would in search for a prey. Then she slyly grinned as she locked in her target. This was her playing grounds and she knew the game well.

Of course Terrance had given her a list of the important people that she could strategically wrap around her finger. And the man she had locked eyes on was Maxon Gaudiér. His family owned a fashion inc and the Gaudiér magazine.

This was her perfect opportunity. He was standing alone with a bottle in his hand by the ceilings to floor length window, taking in the night view. The fact that he was alone was a shocker when taking in the rest of the floor.

Phoebe turned to me and gave me a look that meant business before turning back to make her way towards her prey. I guess this was where we'd part, so much for a night out together.