"Flower Patterned Dresses"
There she stood. The girl of her dreams. Tragically her best friend is the one she fell for and is the one person in the room she actually cares about. Hanna was staring right through her. As if she were a a freshman Hanna would throw aside in the hallway, she was looking beyond Emily. Hanna's eyes were glazed and her skin was turning very pale, very fast. Emily rushed through the pumping crowd to reach her. She was shouting her name but Emily couldn't even hear her own voice over the music. Black flashed before Emily eyes and she was now on the floor. A big football player stood in her way causing her to collide into him and fall to his feet. "Watch it, bitch." Yes, Emily was used to this by now. Since Hanna had a mean streak apprently so did Emily. Hanna only had a temper but everyone in school didn't see it like that. People didn't know the real Hanna Marin. They didn't know the lost troubled girl she was. They saw a cold hearted bitch. Hanna wasn't even close to being classified as a bitch in Emily's mind. Hanna was kind, poetic, caring and most of all: understanding. It was them who were cold hearted bitches, not Hanna or Emily for that matter.
She stood up to come face to face with Hanna. "Hanna! Are you alright? I've been looking all over for you. I'm so scared." "Em... Chill." Hanna sounded drunk- no drugged. Emily showed panic in her eyes but that quickly turned to anger and determination to get out of this party. The party was at the Kahn's cabin. It was a terrible place for girls like them. The girls who are hated by jealously, envied by the younger not as rich and pretty as them and who are wanted by the boys they didn't want. Well, Hanna liked a boy's attention but Emily didn't. She didn't want boys to be in the same room as her. But of course at this party it was mostly guys and just a few girls. The girls kind of look like they could be their friend's, one looks just like she could be Emily's twin. That's what Hanna calls the perks of being a pretty girl, you get invited to parties like this one. At this very moment where she was dragging her drugged up best friend through a crowd of college hunks and sorority chicks she didn't find it to be much of a perk. It was hell. All Emily wanted to do is get Hanna home. She'd find out who gave the drugs to Hanna later. Emily, with Hanna hanging off her right arm slipped out of the party in one piece. They reached Emily's car and Emily gently put Hanna into the backseat. "I'm bringing you home. You're safe with me, Hanna." Emily felt the need to tell Hanna what was happening. As if she was explaining fractions to a bunch of fourth graders. Emily sighed and hopped into the drivers seat.
When they reached the Marin household Emily tapped on her pants for a key. She reached into all her pockets but nothing. "I know there's a spare key around here." Emily thought outloud. She searched the porch for this key. She looked in the plants, under the mat and even above the door but nothing. No sign of it. Then it hit her. Hanna has the key. Hanna was sitting on the porch steps making an image of something in the dirt beneath her. "For fuck sakes Hanna. Okay, I'm gonna search your pockets for the spare key. Is that alright?" "Yeah but don't touch my boobs." Of course drugged Hanna would be like this. A total ass. Emily rolled her eyes and went through the pockets of Hanna's leather jacket. 'Guess it's not in there. I don't want to check her pants and freak her out but I have to.' Emily thought to herself again. She dipped her hand into Hanna's jeans pocket and metal poked her finger. "There it is!" Emily exclaimed. Emily was just plain tired so she must sound so lame right now. "Yay!" Hanna said without any expression. Emily unlocked the door to find no sign of Mrs. Marin. 'Thank god.' Emily thought. Hanna grabbed onto Emily's hand and asked: "Em, I'm really hungry. And thirsty." "Do you want cookies and milk?" "Yes!" Hanna sounded like a little kid but Emily just wanted to please her so she grabbed the box of cookies and poored some milk into a glass. She handed it to Hanna and then Hanna again grabbed Emily's hand to go up the stairs to their bedroom. Emily tucked Hanna in. The urge to kiss her has been bothering her ever since they got out of the car. Emily was so tempted to just grab head pull her close and kiss her. But it wouldn't mean anything to Hanna. Sure Hanna might kiss back. But she wouldn't know what she was doing and tomorrow morning she wouldn't remember it. So what's the point. Emily set down a glass of water on the night table and turned off the lights. "Goodnight Em..." And with that she was passed out.
Sunlight peaked through the tiny window in Hanna's room. Her eyes flickered open but the light shocked her and she closed them again. Emily closed the magasin she was distracting herself with until Hanna woke up. Emily sat down on the edge of the bed Hanna was now fake sleeping on. "Hey idiot, I made us coffee if you're up for that." "I don't... coffee. It's way to early- are you... fuck." Hanna mumbled words into her pillow. Words that Emily couldn't comprehend at all. "Okay Han." Emily breathed out a small laugh. "It's not funny. Where am I?" Hanna sat up and patted down the blanket in her. She observed the room and realize she was in her house, her room and her bed. "Oh... I owe you several apologies and some thank yous don't I?" "You don't need to. It's alright." Emily smiled to her. "I was serious about coffee, you know?" "Really? Oh great, um let me get dressed i'll be downstairs in a bit." Emily left the room to give Hanna privacy while she changed. Hanna has always been weirded out by her own body. She never looks in the mirror too long, doesn't wear bikinis unless she absulutely has to and never changes in front of anyone. Emily does all of those things without insecurity. Emily's proud of her abs. After all she worked her ass off for them.
Hanna came down the steps in a summer dress with a flower pattern on it. Emily felt underdressed now that she saw Hanna's outfit. "Wow, Han you look amazing. You always do though. So nothing's changed." Hanna's dimples showed when she smiled at Emily's sweet compliment. "Thank you, Em. Really. I know what you did last night." "How would you know? You weren't exactly sober or paying any attention. Not that you could pay attention. You had no control whatsoever." "I regained control right before I passed out and you put me in the bed. I remember now. I didn't when I woke up but now my memory is coming back. So thank you." Hanna walked over to Emily and hugged her tightly. Emily hugged back feeling the litle butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she pressed Hanna's body to her own. Emily didn't want to let her leave her arms. But sadly for her Hanna pulled away and for a second Emily thought she saw a tear in the blonde's eye. Hanna turned her head and placed her hand behind her neck. It's a thing she does when she gets nerveous. 'Why would Hanna be nerveous?'