A chill swept over my shoulders as I unzipped my navy blue hoodie in the changing rooms. Chloe and Zoey had literally FORCED me to try on a dress for Brandon's New Years Eve party. We searched the whole store for the most fabulous party dress in the store, and I had told them I wasn't even invited yet and it was too soon, but they insisted.
I jumped out of my black leggings and slipped on the dark red party dress, and twirled in the mirror to look at myself. It was really risky, something like a girl about twenty one would wear, not a sixteen year old. Once I saw how daring it was, I immediately unzipped the back, and it fell on the floor in a pile of red fabric. "C'mon, Nikki, come out and let us see!" Zoey's voice squealed from the other side of the door, I pulled on my leggings an slipped into my baggy T-shirt. "It's a no, guys," I said, stupidly, knowing this would probably upset them. "But, we're your BFFs, Nikki! We won't laugh!" said Chloe, persistently. I threw my navy blue jacket on, and zipped it up. I pulled on my shoes, and threw the dress on to the counter, and a couple of other items I tried on earlier.
"Nikki, get back in there and show us!" Chloe grabbed the dress from the counter. I took it from her hand and put it back. "No, I can't Chloe - sorry, Miss, yeah, I'm not taking the dress - I'm serious though, I'm not America's hottest party girl - No, I'm keeping the orange blouse though, yeah - Look, I'm not trying it on again! Oh, I hate it!" I grabbed the blouse and took it to the checkout area, and bought it.
"That was totally unfair of you," Zoey said, "Secrecy is the enemy of intimacy. Every healthy relationship is built on a foundation of honesty and trust.- Dave Willis."
"But your NOT my boyfriend!" I shouted. "What? Oh yeah, sorry. My mind's a little fuzzy on the quotes today," Zoey smiled weakly. I took a deep breath, and finally snapped into reality. "Guys, I'm sorry. That dress was just a lot for my eyes to take. I don't know how I could bear showing it to anyone else, including even you! I totally overreacted, though," I said, pulling back a piece of hair and tucking it behind my ear, my eyes focused on the ground.
"Hey, hey. Don't get all weepy on us! It's totally cool!" Zoey gave me the jazz hands. "Yeah, things always gets a little rough. Hormones, I think they're called," smiled Chloe. "Wow, did you read that book I gave you?" Zoey turned to Chloe. "The first chapter, then I stopped," Chloe admitted, and we all laughed. "Let's get some Krispy Kreme!" Chloe smiled, "I got the lattest issue of Tiger Beat! SQUEE!" and we all went to Krispy Kreme (Brianna's personal favorite donut shop), and fangirled over Zac Efron, and all went home, happy as a daisies...
Wow, that was weird. Did I just write that down? Sorry, Um, HORMONES! (:!