answer.
“It took you long enough to answer!” Kali replies.
“Sorry, I was,” I stutter. “I was doing something. What's up?”
“Whatever,” she says. She must know I'm lying. “I'm having a party tonight, and I want you to come. Before you answer, please know that I'm not asking you to come and get wasted. I want you to come so we can hang out. You don't have to drink at all,” Kali continues to ramble on.
I begin to block her voice out, as my mind wanders.
I should go to her party tonight. I should get all dressed up, look sexy, and drink away my broken heart. I have never drank alcohol before, but I guess there is a first time for everything. I won't be driving, I'll make sure of that! I need to get rid of these unknown emotions I feel inside of me.
“Why not,” I answer.
Kali goes silent. “Really? That was,” Kali falls quiet, as if she was caught off guard. “That was easier than I thought it would be,” she blurts out.
“I want to get wasted too,” I announce.
“Are you being serious or are you joking around with me?” Kali asks.
“I'm serious.”
“What's going on with you? What happened with Andrew?” Kali asks. I knew she would sense something is wrong.
“His ex-girlfriend Ora is in town. I found her half naked with him in his room,” I blurt out.
“Oh. My. God. Are you serious? That is so messed up! What a whore!” Kali yells.
“Tell me about it!”
“Let's forget about boys tonight. We will dance our asses off and get wasted! Deal?”
“Sounds good to me!”
* * * *
Digging through my clothes, I realize that I have nothing sexy to wear tonight. I look around my room, and it's completely destroyed. Clothes are everywhere. Now I know why Caroline's room was always a mess!
Caroline. I know for a fact that she has something sexy in her wardrobe.
I open Lynns' door and sadness sweeps over me. I miss her so much. I was hoping to open this door and see her face shining and smiling at me, as she ran around her room searching for something to wear tonight.
I ignore the feelings. I start searching through her clothes and find a beautiful dress.
I strip out of my sweatpants and over-sized shirt, and pull the dress over my slim body. It's a perfect fit.
The dress is completely black. It's shorter than I would prefer, ending at the tops of my thighs. I hope my ass doesn't show.
Looking in the mirror, the dress sticks to my body and shows off my curves. This is definitely a party dress. I look sexy. Now, I need some heels.
I search through Caroline's closet. She has so many shoes! It's ridiculous. It's like I'm at the mall searching through their shoe racks.
I notice a pink pair of heels. “Perfect,” I whisper to myself.
I slide my feet into the plain pink heels. I hope I can walk in these. They sure aren't wedges.
“You look beautiful,” I hear a voice say.
I look over and see my mom standing there with tears in her eyes. “I needed something to wear, and I knew Caroline must have something in here.”
“It's perfect,” Ali smiles.
“You think so? It's not too much?” I ask, as I examine myself in the mirror.
“You're going to a party, honey. It's perfect!
Ruth Wind, Barbara Samuel