I swear I was so speechless. I couldn't defend myself or come up with a lie.

“What Brie? Cat got your tongue?”

“I—I—”

“I—what?” He unbuckled his seatbelt and reached out to unbuckle mine.

He grabbed me from my seat and placed me on his legs making me straddle him. His right hand went under my dress and headed straight to my feminity. Within a second, I heard a sharp rip of a soft fabric.

My head connected with a thought of what just might have happened and I looked at him, he behaved as though he didn't do anything bad by playing an innocent smile.

“What did I do?” He asked.

And I just stared at him.

~~~~~~

“Why is your hair such a mess?” I heard Wes ask André and I felt his eyes on me.

Once I turned my head to his direction, I was correct.

“Brie prefers it like this. She basically couldn't handle it being arranged so her stubborn hands did magic during the traffic. Isn't that right?” He said and both Scarlet and Wes looked at me for an answer.

That's a lot of innuendos.

“Uh...umm....yeah.”

“Exactly.” Dré gave me a knowing look.

I was with Scarlet talking about the exterior decoration of the garden which led to where the senior prom was taking place. Unlike other schools where senior prom included only the graduating class which are the seniors, here in RAA, they basically allowed Juniors and Sophomores.

“Why aren't the freshmen year student here? They are part of high school after all.” I asked Scarlet.

“You really want those annoying and stuck up little rats to be here so that they would cause a disaster?”

“On second thought, it's better if they're not here.” I said when I remembered how problematic they are.

“Awww Brie I literally love your dress.” A particular and familiar valley girl accent caught my ears from behind and I turned back, it was Natasha. “You have to tell me who designed it.”

“You’ll find out later considering this year the prom committee decided to add a red carpet theme. And by decided I mean Tania basically barged into their meeting and told them if they didn't add it, they'll be dead meat.” Scarlet told us.

“Oh.” Was all we both could say.

“I know right.” She chuckled.

~~~~~

“What are you wearing?” One reporter that I realized was this girl from sophomore class asked me on the red carpet.

“Olivera 2020.” I replied. It was a pink beautiful prom gown, not too crazy or over the top, just...simple. This isn't really my prom sooooooooo....

 This isn't really my prom sooooooooo

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
THE NEW GIRLWhere stories live. Discover now