Brooklyn's Saturday was pretty unproductive. Her main dilemma was figuring out what she should wear to the party.
"Pink, red, black, blue... I don't know what to choose!" She cried, making her uncle who was walking past stop and poke his head into Brooklyn's room.
"Is everything alright?" He asked worriedly.
"I'm fine," Brooklyn smiled. "I just don't know what to wear."
"And that's my cue to leave," he chuckled. "I'll go grab Lisa."
"Thanks," Brooklyn laughed and crossed her arms over her chest, frowning at the dresses hanging up on her wardrobe.
"I hear you have a clothing problem," Lisa said, walking into Brooklyn's room.
"Help," Brooklyn whined. "I want to look classy, not slutty, but not like an old woman with no fashion sense."
Lisa blinked. "Right." Lisa studied the dresses for a few moments before pointing. "That one."
Brooklyn frowned and picked up the dress before smiling at her aunt. "You're a lifesaver."
*
Half an hour Brooklyn was standing in front of Sasha's house. "Thanks, Lisa," she said and hugged her aunt through the car window.
"No problem, have a good time," Lisa smiled. "And don't get too drunk!"
"Can't make any promises," Brooklyn grinned and walked up to Sasha's house. The door was opened immediately by Alice who was holding a tray of shots.
"Shot on entry!" Alice exclaimed. "It's the rules."
Brooklyn glanced back at her aunt who chuckled and drove off. "Rules are rules," Brooklyn shrugged and picked up the little shot glass and threw her head back, letting the liquid burn her throat. "Was that pure vodka?"
"We're staring off easy," Alice grinned. "We can't get too drunk before we're even dressed. Come on, now get inside!"
Brooklyn laughed and Alice guided Brooklyn through Sasha's house and up to her bedroom.
"Ah, last but not least!" Sasha called. "Dump your shit by the bed, and have another shot, girl!"
"I have a feeling tonight is going to be messy," Brooklyn chuckled and placed her bags on the ground.
"What else would you expect from these two?" Violet laughed and pointed to Sasha and Alice.
"Shut up and drink," Sasha said and handed Violet a shot. "And you, Miss I Secretly Love Harry But I Won't Admit It."
"I am not in love with him!" Brooklyn gasped as Sasha handed her a shot with a smirk.
"Bottoms up," Alice shrugged.
*
"Does it hurt?" Violet asked as she sat Brooklyn down in a chair that was surrounded by tables of makeup. Violet had done the other girls makeup and was now doing Brooklyn's.
"A little," Brooklyn said as Violet stared at her bruise.
"I'll try and be careful," Violet said as she selected a cream from the table.
"I'm glad you're doing this and not me, you're swaying slightly in my eyes," Brooklyn admitted and laughed. "Those shots may have gone to my head."
"And this is why I don't drink a lot until after I do my makeup," Violet chuckled. "It's a norm that I'm on makeup duty when it comes to parties. Sasha is pretty good at makeup, but Alice is horrific."
"Hey!" Alice protested.
"It's true," Sasha agreed.
Brooklyn smirked and waited patiently as Violet did her makeup. "Will the bruise be easy to cover?"
"Relatively," Violet nodded. "The cut might be a little tricky."
"We have faith in you, Vi. Brooke has to look extra sexy tonight," Sasha winked.
"I'm not looking to impress anyone," Brooklyn said.
"Um, what about Mr Tall Dark and Handsome?" Alice called.
"Wait, he's going!" Brooklyn gasped. "Harry's going?"
"Oops, did we forget to mention that?" Sasha laughed.
"You're evil!" Brooklyn exclaimed. "I thought he wasn't going!"
"He lied," Sasha smirked.
"I thought you didn't like him, why are you trying to get us together!" Brooklyn whined.
"Because you want too!" Sasha exclaimed. "Brooke, we've been over this."
"We have," Violet said, giving Brooklyn a knowing look as she worked on Brooklyn's face. "We're just trying to speed up the inevitable."
"I might have a little chat with Austin tonight then," Brooklyn said innocently and smirked when Sasha's eyes widened.
"You wouldn't," Sasha gasped. "Brooke, you're the nice one!"
Brooklyn laughed and Sasha's face of horror. "Don't worry, I wouldn't drop you in it like that."
"But I would," Alice shrugged.
"I'll kill you," Sasha warned and Brooklyn and Violet shared a look as Sasha and Alice started to bicker pointlessly.
"What colour is your dress, Brooke?" Violet asked.
"Pale pink," Brooklyn told her.
"Ooh classy," she nodded.
"Thank you aunt Lisa," Brooklyn smiled.
"Your aunt chose it?"
"I couldn't decide," Brooklyn chuckled.
"Go grab it, you're done," Violet said and Brooklyn sorted through her bag and pulled out her dress.
Sasha whistled. "You're going to have Harry on his knees, B."
"Hush," Brooklyn huffed.
"By the end of the night we're going to get you to admit the truth," Sasha said.
"The truth comes out when you're drunk!" Alice sang.
"Stop harassing her," Violet laughed. "And try not to wipe off the makeup when you put the dress on."
Brooklyn carefully put the dress on and Violet helped to make sure the material didn't touch her face.
"You look hot," Alice said. "I'd turn gay for you."
Brooklyn laughed and walked over to the mirror. She did look pretty. Violet's makeup had completely covered the bruise and enhanced Brooklyn's natural beauty. Her eyelids shimmered pink and her lips were gorgeous shade of pink as well. Her cheek bones glittered and you could still make out some of Brooklyn's freckles on her nose under the foundation.
"God, I want your ass," Sasha sighed.
"Me?" Brooklyn asked. Brooklyn had learned to accept her body type, but she didn't exactly like it at times. Where Sasha was slim all over, Brooklyn had wide hips and a small waist. She was insecure for a while about her thighs and ass, but she was learning to like it. "I want to be slim all over. This ass just makes buying trousers a nightmare."
"You have tits and an ass and a small waist," Sasha said and raised her eyebrows at Brooklyn. "I'm like a stick."
"Body swap?" Brooklyn said and wiggled her eyebrows. She looked down at her legs, they had always been her biggest concern. She hated her thighs. She wished they were slimmer.
"I think I'm okay admiring you at the moment," Sasha said.
"You look lovely," Violet smiled as she got to work on her makeup.
Brooklyn's dress was pale pink and stopped mid thigh. The straps went across her chest in a cross and followed over to her back, meaning the majority of her back was cut out. There was a small cut out on the dress, just below Brooklyn's boobs in a triangular shape. It was a tight fitting dress, showing off Brooklyn's curves that she didn't like, but the majority of girls would kill for. Brooklyn had straightened her usually curly hair and it stopped in the middle of her back. It almost looked golden when the light hit it.
"What about the shoes?" Sasha asked.
"Oh," Brooklyn said and pulled a pair of killer black heels out.
"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Alice asked, staring at Brooklyn's heels with wide eyes.
Brooklyn smiled. "Not at all." She placed the heels on the ground and stepped into them, growing in height dramatically.
"I think I'll stick to flats," Alice murmured, looking at her shoes.
Brooklyn laughed. "You do that."
Alice was wearing a simple black dressed and hugged her tightly and made her ginger hair stand out dramatically.
Sasha was in a strapless red dress that was tight around the torso and flowed to her knees. She had paired it with black heels, but they weren't as tall as Brooklyn's.
Violet had just finished her makeup and changed into a floor length, dark blue dress that had crystals covering the breast. Her long hair flowed down her back and she slipped into a pair of small heels.
"Well, girls, we look hot," Sasha said as she stood up from her bed.
Brooklyn agreed. Her new friends were all very different, but they looked stunning tonight.
"Now we're all dolled up," Brooklyn said, "lets drink."
*
"We should have come sooner," Josh said, laughing as the four girls descended the stairs. "How much have you had to drink?"
"Only a little bit," Brooklyn lied and smiled at the three boys that stood by Sasha's front door.
"I think I may turn straight," Tyler said, looking at all of the girls with wide eyes.
"You look beautiful," Jasper smiling, pecking Violet on the cheek.
"You're not too bad yourself," Violet smiled.
"You look lovely," Josh said to Brooklyn.
"Why thank you," Brooklyn said.
"Shall we go?" Josh asked everyone.
"Yes! Let's get pissed!" Alice called.
*
Brooklyn was giggly and bubbly when Josh stopped the car by Austins house.
"Wow," Brooklyn gasped. "It's massive!"
"He's loaded," Josh chuckled.
Austin's house could not be missed. It was huge. It was more like a castle than a house. It backed onto the forest and was currently covered in teenagers drinking from red plastic cups.
"You ready?"
Harry.