"Guysguysguysguysguyeeees!" I screeched, running into the room clutching a piece of paper. The girls looked up. "Guess who's taking you on an AWESOME girl's night out!"
"You?" Abby half-asked, half-replied.
"No, the queen of Sheba yes ME!" I cried out. "Tonight we are going to the awesomest party in….VITICA!"
"VITICA?" they all screamed at once, jumping up.
"How'd you even get invites to a party in Vitica?" Rachel squealed.
"Those are the richest people in the world!" Fanny pointed out.
"Well, my cousin knows the sister of the husband of the hostess, and he hooked us up!"
"Sweet!" Abby cried.
"Finally some stupid boy came in handy!" Fanny screamed.
"WAIT!" Kuki screamed. "Don't we need dresses?"
"I thought ahead!" I cried, and pulled out a bag full of dresses. "Try them on!"
In a few moments, Sonya and Kuki twirled into the room.
"Look at you!" Sonya cried.
"Look at you!" Kuki squealed back. Kuki was wearing a green dress with one strap and ruffles all over it. Sonya's was a bright pink and had a sparkly skirt and puffy sleeves. "I feel like a princess!" she cried, twirling.
Rachel stepped, or rather hobbled, into the room on a pair of gold heels. She was wearing a tight strapless dress that was gold and had sequins completely covering it so it sparkled whichever way she turned.
"Little help here!" Fanny said. She was having trouble getting her light purple scarf into her hair, which rather than letting it flow down her back like Rachel's, she had tied up into a bun. Her dress was deep purple, and had a single strap around the neck. There was a bright gemstone in the center, just above her chest.
"You think you're the one who needs help," I said, sticking my head through a door. The girls took one look at each other and rushed into the room.
"Get in the dress!" I screamed at Abby, who was frantically trying to wriggle away from the mass of deep blue fabric I was shoving at her.
"No!" she screamed back. "Abby wants to go in a tux like always!"
"Abby, no one goes to a party in Vitica in a tux!"
"And since when did YOU care about what no one does?""I already bought the dress and you are wearing it whether you like it or not!"
Fanny dropped her scarf, Rachel kicked off her heels, and everyone rushed over to help until finally we got her stuffed and zipped into the dress. We stepped back and looked at her. I had unbraided her hair so it flowed down in beautiful waves. The dress was dark blue with a sparkly top half and a mostly-organza skirt. It had tank-top sleeves and when she moved to put her hand on her hip angrily, the skirt swooshed gently.
"Come on, you look gorgeous!" I told her. Abby started to storm over to me, but caught sight of herself in a mirror and stepped back.
"If Abby didn't look so fine she would so kill you," the dark-skinned girl informed me.
I smiled and laughed. I then helped Rachel back into her shoes, tied Fanny's scarf into her hair, and we headed off.