One of Kyle's friends from the football
was having a party the next night, in his apartment right off
of campus.
The four of us planned on going, of course. Who would turn the
offer of a party down?
"Kendra, I have the perfect outfit for you." Dana
said, bursting out from her room into the living room.
I looked over to Sean, who was trying his hardest not to
laugh.
Dana and I may be roommates, and best friends, but we were
certainly not alike.
Dana and I had completely different tastes in clothes, hobbies,
and anything else you could think of.
I knew Dana had something I would not enjoy wearing planned out
for me.
"What is it?" I asked.
Instead of replying, Dana grabbed my arm, and pulled me into
her bedroom, where she had two outfits set out on her bed.
"Try it on," she smiled, shoving the clothes in my
face before I could see them.
I sighed, and walked across the hall, into my own room.
I slipped into the mint shorts that were just a bit too small,
and a crop top that was missing a whole half.
I walked back into Dana's room, where she was already
changed, and doing her make up.
"Dana, this outfit will so not work." I said,
glancing in her full-bodied mirror at myself.
Dana paused from her make-up application, and turned to face
me.
"Oh shut up, you have a killer body, so you look pretty
hot." she reassured, and I rolled my eyes.
However, I knew there was no way I was going to be winning in
an arguement with her.
So it was best if I just gave in, and dealt with it.
"What about shoes?" I asked, and Dana smirked from
behind her mirror.
She quickly finished another coat of mascara on her lashes,
before bolting into her closet.
She came out just moments later with a pair of 6 inch black
heels.
Was she kidding me?
"These don't go with my outfit, but they're my
favorite pair of shoes, ever." she said, handing them to
me.
I raised an eyebrow, and slipped the shoes on, feeling
unsteady.
Well, this was going to be a fun night, wasn't it?
******
The instant I walked into the apartment, the beat of my heart
was in sync with the music, literally.
I've been to dozens of parties before, and loved everyone
of them.
But I don't know. From that moment I walked in, I felt
uneasy about the night ahead of me.
"You okay, Ken?" Sean asked in my ear, as I stood
there like a deer in headlights.
I nodded, giving him a reassuring smile as we walked
inside.
"Leave her be, Sean. It's wittle Kendra's first
house party." Kyle teased as we each grabbed a drink.
I rolled my eyes, taking a long sip from the red plastic cup in
my hand.
"You guys are such a//holes." I joked, just loud
enough for them to be able to hear.
Kyle and Sean each shrugged, giving each other a high five.
"Finally you show up, Kyle!" A voice said from behind
me.
I turned around, coming face-to-face with Sam, from the
coffeeshop just yesterday.
"Sam?" I asked, completely confused. This was
his party?
"Hey Kendra." he grinned, cooly, giving his head a
quick nod towards the boys.
"Dude, let's go find Jessica and Amber." Sean
said as he slapped Kyle's shoulder.
Kyle nodded at his friend, and the two left quicker than I
could even follow.
"So, looks like you finished your essays." I joked to
Sam as he re-filled his cup.
He shrugged, "I have a few hundred words left on
each," he took a sip, "Want a re-fill?"
I looked down at my empty cup, and nodded as I handed it to
him.
He loaded the plastic cup to the brim, before carefully handing
it to me.
"Thanks," I sincerely said, before taking a sip to
lessen the change of spillage.
This was going to be a pretty instresting night,
now.
Here's
Kendra's outfitttt!:
http://www.polyvore.com/kendras_party_outfit/set?id=58927927
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