"Babe, please!" Niall begs. It's the night before our first day of junior year at high school, and Niall invites me to a party at Louis's house.
"Niall, please don't make me go. You know parties like that aren't my kind of thing. To be honest, I would rather just binge watch Orange is the New Black on Netflix." I tell him as I slurp on my Coke, walking through the parking lot of the local gas station.
"I already promised Louis I would go, and you wouldn't let me go alone, now would you? Besides, I'm sure you will have plenty of fun. We don't have to stay the whole time. I can't let my bud down," Niall unlocks his Cadillac and opens the passenger door politely for me. "Pretty please, with a cherry on top," I look over to see him puffing out his lower lip and widening his beautiful round eyes.
"Ugh, fine. But you owe me...big time!" I finally give in.
"Yay! Oh how I love you so much. I'll pick you up at eight tonight. Do you want me to drop you off now so you can get ready? It's already 5:00 pm."
"Yes, please," I already start to think about my outfit.
"Alright, see you at eight!" Niall blows a kiss to me and waits patiently for me to get safely into my house. As soon as I unlock the door, I turn around and wave bye to Niall.
I immediately listen to see if my dad is home. Nope. Good, I can't imagine what kind of crap I would have to go through to get out of here, if he were home. I climb the wooden staircase and hurry to my room. I take off my purse and think about what I need to do first. I figure I should probably take a shower, before it's too late.
After my shower, I search through my closet looking for something to wear. I probably look over the same five dresses twenty times, for some idiotic reason. It's not like a dress might magically appear. I have realized by now, that my life isn't a fairy tale. I have no clothes to wear, but I know I need to find something. I'm already not the perfect girl with a perfect face and perfect hair, the least I can do is wear something nice. Plus I don't even compare to the girls who will be there, let alone if they are wearing their two hundred dollar Louis Vutton dresses. I desperately look in my moms closet. I find a little black dress. I guess this will do. It is just a plain black dress- no bows, no glitter, no sequins, nothing. It's all I have, so I settle for it.
I lay it on my bed next to my undergarments, then walk to the bathroom. I glance at the clock in the hallway which reads: 6:45. I have an hour and fifteen minutes left, so I decide to blow dry my hair. I don't have time for anything fancy, so I just loosely curl it. I only have an hour left now.
I grab my makeup bag and messily yank out anything I might need. First, I apply my regular skin makeup. Then, I put on a matte, light gray eye shadow, and my favorite Stila liquid eye liner. I pull out my drugstore brand eye lash curler and quickly curl my lashes, pulling out a few lashes. I barely have any time left, so I skip the blush and just put on a bright red lipstick.
The clock now reads: 7:15. I slow myself down. I still have forty five minutes, and all I need to do is put on my outfit and shoes. I lay down on my bed careful not to ruin my hair. I stare at my dress. Niall is going to expect me to look perfect, but I'm going to show up in this ugly thing. Oh well, I guess it's better than jeans.
I pull my dress on and look in the mirror. I don't want to attract any pervert boys, so I safety pin my dress up higher. I know Niall won't mind, he isn't that kind of boy who cares about a girls boobs. Otherwise, he wouldn't be dating me. I slip on black stilettos, which I wore at another party I unwillingly went to with Niall a couple months ago. Hopefully, Niall won't notice.
I look in my body-length mirror. Decent. I may not look as pretty as the others, but it's something. I get my silver clutch, and stick in it a hair elastic and the lipstick I'm wearing. Hopefully I won't need any of it. The bag is quite small so I stick to those two essentials, plus my phone. Before I stick my phone in, I check the time, 7:50. Niall will probably be here in a couple minutes. He is always early. Sure enough, I hear the doorbell ring. Before I head downstairs, I peek out the window to make sure it's him-and it is. I slowly walk down the stairs, hearing my heels click on each step.
I unlock the door and meet eyes with Niall. It's silent. His eyes were wandering up and down my body. Oh god I knew this wasn't good enough. "Niall, I'm sorry, it's just I couldn't find any-" Niall immediately interrupts me.
"Wow! You look beautiful. I mean it's not that you don't usually-but you look amazing Lola, looks like I picked the right person to fall in love with," he teases me.
I nudge him, "Oh stop it. You look quite handsome yourself, Niall."
"Not as good as you. Alright let's go, I can stand here for hours telling you how beautiful you are!"