Nikita's POV
"Hey." Said a familiar voice from behind me, my best friend Libby had just come out of I.T. We were in our first year of 6-form and hated it as much as ever.
"Hey," I replied. "So how was your pervy teacher?"
"Damn, he's getting worse!" She cried.
So Lib had this teacher called Mr Jones who was seriously starting to hit on her!
She'd told me about this time when she had a problem on the computer, so he fixed it and put his hand on her arm! I can't remember what she told me he said, but with him, I was thinking something totally perverted.
"So you want to hit the shops?" Lib asked.
"Sure, got nothing better to do."
"Homework sucks right?" She said.
"How would you know you never do yours?"
"Exactly." Lib said, shrugging.
I sighed in defeat as Libby lead the way to town, were we always sneak out. You see our parents are way too overprotective. They won't let us go anywhere on our own, were 16!
Earlier this year we were in town, when a really cute guy walked up to us, he asked if we were going to the nightclub tonight. We said we weren't old enough and he said we looked 18. So we decided to get fake ID and we've been using it for months now.
"Omg!" Lib said holding up a black dress. It had a corset on top with purple lace. The skirt was really and puffed out in at least 5 layers of fabric.
"Lib you already have one like that." I moaned.
"It's for you, idiot." She said holding it up against me.
I looked at her as if I'd never her before. "Lib," I said pushing the dress back down. "I don't mind you kitting me out sometimes… but that's something would wear to a club, not normally."
She inspected the dress, looking like she was trying to find something wrong with it. Then her eyes grew anime wide.
"What?" I asked.
She looked at me with a huge, devious, grin on her face.
"Oh hell no!"
"Pleaeaassee?" She whined.
"Lib we're not old enough to get into a club!"
"We are with fake ID and a bit of makeup!" She said pulling out her purse and makeup bag.
"Okay, tell me this, why would I say yes?" I said crossing my arms in challenge.
"Because I know how much you love those blue fizzy drinks." Then she gave me her puppy dog eyes. "And because you love me."
Damn she had me, especially with the blue drink!
"Fine!" I sighed.
Lib squealed with delight then started raiding the shop of outfits to wear.
She came back a moment later, panting, with two arms full of clothes.
"Too – much – damn – stuff!" She said between gasps for air.
"Here." She said giving me one of the two piles.
I'd tried on all 8 outfits she gave me and I was deciding between 2.
"Come on we haven't got all night!" I heard Lib call from outside my changing room.
"I can't decide." I called back.
"Come here." She said.
I stepped out wearing the short black and white, puffy, mini skirt and a small black top. I had knee high socks and black stilettoes.
Lib whistled as I did a twirl. "Girl, your smoking hot!" She said.
I stuck my tongue out and went back in to change into the next outfit.
This one included: A red tartan dress, it had nothing on the back but lace representing a corset. The hole in the back went down to the top of my bum. Again I had black stilettoes but my socks were just above the ankle.
Lib's eyes grew anime wide again.
"Too much?" I asked.
"Are you kidding, Kita that looks amazing!" She squeaked.
"Thanks, what are you wearing?" I noticed she had her normal clothes on. Well when I say normal I mean: Choker, black top with skulls covering it, skin tight black jeans and her new creeper shoes. She never takes them off, even for school!
"It's a surprise." She said with an evil smirk on her face.
"Something tells me it's over exposed…"
She laughed. "You're the one with your ass showing!"
"Am not, it stops above my ass!"
"And your point is?" Lib said, raising her eyebrows.
I could never win against her! Well unless it's a video game, she sucks!
Lib smiled in victory then yanked my outfit out my hands and skipped down the stairs to pay.
After I'd finished hanging the rest of the clothes up, I went down the stairs and found Lib outside, sitting on the sidewalk. She was texting Tyler.
I sat down beside, her making her jump.
"Im sorry," I said sarcastically. "Am I interrupting text sex?"
"Ewwww!" Lib said. "At least im not a lonely bitch." She said putting her arm round my shoulder.
"Damn girl, harsh." I said putting my arm round her shoulders.
"Shall we?" She said in a posh fashion.
"Indeed." I agreed, mocking her impression. We burst out laughing and started to head for Tramps. Tramps was a nightclub also known as Escape, we didn't really need ID to get in, more so for the drinks.
When we got in we rushed into the toilets to change. I was out first and waiting for Lib, like always.
When she came out she was in changed into her outfit.
"Wow." I gasped as she gave me a twirl.
She was wearing a black puffy skirt that had leather straps, coming off her belt, with studs on. She had a black corset with black lace and red netting. She was finally out if her creeper shoes and into her red Doc Martens, all in all it was one eye-catching outfit.
When we came out we immediately went to the bar. As always, I got the blue carousel, at least I thought it was that, I can never remember the name. Well, it's hardly possible when im drunk off my ass! It's a fizzy drink that's blue!
Lib got her usual vodka and orange cocktail, with the cherry on the side that I always pinch.
We partied all night… and drank all night too.
Eventually we came to sit down, by then we'd had at least 6 drinks give or take a few. Lib leaned over; she was more sober… well when I say more sober I mean 1 less drink than me.