i ran into alyssa's house and grabbed my clothes, putting them on as quickly as i can.
then, the door to her room slammed open which revealed mom.
"what the hell was that?" she said.
i groaned. "it was a dare. it's fine. nobody saw me." i said. she sighed and held her forehead,
"no, no it's not okay. you never know who could've been watching behind closed doors. please, get your things and let's go." she said turning around and walking out the door.
shortly after alyssa came in. "can you spend the night with me?" she asked. i gave her a glare.
i don't think that mom would let me, i don't know, maybe because i was just caught half naked outside!
"uhm, i'll ask." i said walking down the stairs to greet my mom.
"mom, can i spend the night?" i asked. i know it was a stretch, but it doesn't hurt to ask.
"sure, baby. don't do anything stupid!" she said, and with that she turned around and left.
she stopped. "i'll bring you clothes soon." she said smiling and waving. i nodded.
we sat around watching netflix movies and after a while mom came in and handed me my clothes.
she kissed, and hugged me goodnight.
as we were up and bumping around, i noticed a bottle of alcohol from in her bag in the closet.
i went over to it and grabbed it.
"w-what are you doing?" she said.
"go get cups." i said smirking. she scratched the back of her head.
"yeah, so remember when your mom said not to do anything stupid? this is something stupid." she whisper-yelled at me.
i rolled my eyes, and went downstairs.
her dad wasn't home, so i brought back up two cups and a can of sprite.
"are you sure?" she asked.
i rolled my eyes. "listen, i know that you're trying to be a good influence on me and everything, but i can handle myself." i said.
she nodded.
we ended up drinking one cup, then two cups, then six.
"h-hi. my name is g-ga i don't know." i said laughing and she laughed also. we both sat up facing each other on her bed.
"remember a long time ago when i ran down the street in only a bra and underwear?" i said laughing.
"you looked hot." she said laughing. "what?" i said laughing. "i was kidding." she said.
"well, your best friend is hot, so i believe it." i said flipping my hair. she looked into my eyes.
"what?" i said.
"y-you're just so beautiful." she said. i laughed and flipped my hair again. i blinked, and then while my eyes saw nothing but darkness, i felt lips touch mine.
i gasped.
"did you just k-kiss me?" i said touching my lips. she shyly nodded and i laughed.
i'm pretty sure that any other time, i'd be freaking out, but hey. i'm drunk.
we partied, listened to music, and of course ate a ton of junk food before falling asleep.
it was a short night, but i haven't had this good of sleep in a long time.
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we woke up to the bright sun in our faces, and the tv on. well, i woke up after alyssa. she had just taken a shower.
"showers open. go take one." she said throwing a washcloth and towel my way.
i got up, and went into the shower. i felt the urge to find something sharp, but i and remember that i had a promise to demi and to dallas.
i quickly got out. her shower head was different and the water came out quite harshly, forcing my cuts to reopen.
"can you sit down?" she said awkwardly as i came out of the shower. she put her hand on my knee which made me shift in my seat.
"yeah, what's up?" i said.
"well, i don't know if you remember, but last night-" she began. i looked down and picked at my fingernails. "you kissed me." i finished.
"no, we kissed." she said. i gave her a confused look.
"i mean, we did. didn't we? i mean, you felt what i felt right?" she said.
"no, i'm sorry. i didn't feel anything. we were both drunk, and it was a mistake. and, plus. i'm not gay." i said.
just then, my phone rang.
demi called to tell me she was outside.
"i have to go," i said grabbing my things and walking out. "whatever." she said annoyed.
way to be an asshole, gabriela.
"hey, dems." i said smiling.
"how was it, baby girl?" she said.
"great." i said. she giggled. "so, i was thinking that we could go to the mall instead of going home." she said.
i laughed. "sure, demi."
we arrived at the mall and stepped foot in the doors. i gave demi, "three, two, one," and then,
"top shop!" she screamed.
i started laughing, but that came to an abrupt stop after she grabbed my hand pulled me towards the store,
"calm, demi. calm." she reminded herself and stopped. "sorry, i just remembered we're here for you and not for me." she said laughing.
"why are we here for me?" i asked.
"it's your birthday tomorrow, and we're going to take you out to dinner, so you're going to get a dress." she said.
i groaned. "demi, you know i can't wear dresses." she said.
"yeah you can wear dresses. you're beautiful with or without your scars. and, if nobody else appreciates them, they don't deserve you." she said.
she had a certain look in her eyes which made me believe her, and it actually made me smile.
"anyway, i figured you'd say that, so i had some long sleeved, floor length dresses designed for you. you can pick one out that you like." she smiled.
"don't you think that's a bit too 'dressy' for a dinner?" i asked. she said, "nope" making sure to pop the 'p'.
we reached the shop, and quickly found the reserved dresses demi designed for me.
"damn demetria, you've got style." i smirked. her facial expression dropped.
"say that word again, and we'll turn right out of here. and, by that word i mean my name." she growled.
i held my hands up in defense.
there were many dresses to choose from, and by that i mean three. the models in the dresses soon came out.
i was uncomfortable and demi noticed.
"what's wrong?" she whispered.
"they look better in the dresses than i ever will." i said. she gave me a look, but it wasn't a bad one.
"listen. you're beautiful, it's going to be your dress, and we won't leave here until you decide on one that looks perfect on you. even though they all look perfect" she said sincerely.
i examined each and every dress thoroughly before deciding that the last choice was the best.
"demi. i want the last one!" i said. this dress was very beautiful. it seems familiar, but it's nothing i've seen anyone wear before.
"i thought you'd say that" she said smirking. "don't be mad, but i was going through your things, and found a drawing of this dress and had it made." she said smiling.
i gave her a tight hug.
"thank you so much, dems." i said as she giggled.
we got to the register, and rang up the dress. "twenty fifty-five." the lady said blankly.
"wow, only twenty dollars and fifty-five cents?" i said speechless. but, all of a sudden i became speechless again.
"no, twenty thousand, fifty five dollars." she said. i glared at demi, and she stood there with her eyes closed.
"look, before you say anything, it's fine. i'm paying, and you're going to have this dress. now, go take a seat." she said.
i groaned.
well, this dress better be worth it.