Remember Me…Your Girlfriend?
Why did I agree to this? Right, because my stupid mouth just can’t say no.
Even though I hate this bug for its tiny space that makes me feel like I’m about to be trapped in it, I’d rather stay in here than get out and join Alexis at the party. Why didn’t I stay at her house and let her go?
She only persuaded me in saying that the party was at a mansion and that there’s no one we’ll know. I’ve never really been in a mansion, so it made me curious. Who owns the house is beyond me. Now that I’ve seen it, I want to leave again.
A knock on my window startles me, breaking me out of my thoughts. Alexis was waving at me impatiently, gesturing me to get out of the car. I wish I didn’t look this ridiculous, I’m feeling self conscious. I’ll go in, apparently get lost in the crowd and then just make a run for it. Once I’m out, I’ll just hail a cab. I’m a genius!
I open the door and get out, immediately shivering as the cold air that made the hairs on my bare legs go up. If that’s even possible, since I had to shave before I got here.
“Shit, Alexis. It’s freezing! Why did I agree to let you stuff me into this dress?” I hiss, clenching my teeth so they won’t chatter from the cold.
“Because you know just as well as I do that you look awesome in that dress.” Alexis answers with a grin. Doesn’t she feel a thing? Her dress is a few inches shorter than mine.
She almost made me wear a dress that ends just beneath my butt. I usually wear dresses like that as a shirt! I refused to wear it, the dress I’m wearing now at least reaches until my mid thighs. But Alexis is right, this dress does kind of suit me. It at least makes my boobs and hips look a little bigger since I almost don’t have any.
Alexis’s dress is black and white. It made me jealous how it hugs her body perfectly. Next to her I look like some kind of wannabe. I had asked Alexis not to give me a dress that is completely tight, since I wanted a dress that doesn’t show my tiny hips. So I ended up wearing this purple little number. It’s only tight around my upper body but goes loose around my waist in a sort of flowing kind of way. It’s still really short since I prefer dresses that reach just above my knee, but it was better than the other one.
I didn’t agree to wear any kind of high heels though, except for high heel wedges. I can’t dance or walk in heels that are almost as thin as a stick. They are pretty though, since I don’t know where Alexis got the talent to walk in them. But come to think of it, she does wear them to school sometimes. She only owns one pair of sneakers.
“You sure it’s okay if I join? I don’t know any of these people.” I say, feeling really uneasy, pulling my black jacket even tighter around myself.
“Don’t worry. Its only people from school, you know them.” Alexis reassures, already walking towards the house, which is a little further up the street. I never knew that it would be hard finding a parking spot to a High School party. Things like this never seem to stop surprising me.
I halt mid step. “You know how those people spread rumors about me just last week. What made you think I would be comfortable being around them?”
Alexis sighs and turns to face me. “Nothing, that’s why I didn’t tell you. I knew you wouldn’t want to go. Chill, they won’t recognize you. You look hot, Vanessa. You have nothing to worry about.”
I stare at her in disbelieve. That kind of pissed me off. “I don’t know if I should take that as an offence. It’s so you to think about no one but yourself.”
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