2 months later…

I've been hanging out with Christy and Marcia for a while now. I told them about myself and they comforted me when I started to break down. They helped me through it and somehow, I feel like I can breathe again.

They asked me to move in with them and so I did. With their help, I was able to move out in just under 2 days.

Christy's house was huge! It was a 2 story mansion and she lived by herself. When I asked her about it, she told me her parents were millionaires but they past away a year ago in a car accident.

My room was 5 times as big as my other one and it had a large walk in closet. I even had my own bathroom.

I was super excited when I found out that Christy and Marcia were going to be transferring to my school. We would have so much fun together, and to celebrate the exiting news, we had a special girls night out.

We went to Port Angeles to go shopping and even though I don't really like shopping, I actually had a good time.

We got our hair dyed black. I Just got it layered but Marcia and Christy got stripes instead. Marcia got hot pink and Christy got green.

I stopped at every store, buying stuff. I got a cute pair of black stilettos and a matching hand bag. It was a blast and it was beginning to feel like an addiction. I felt a little guilty for spending Christy's money but she said that it was absolutely no problem. We shopped for hours and I ended up with a whole new wardrobe.

We stuffed all our bags into the car and surprisingly managed to get them all in. We sat in the porche for a few minutes, smoking and planning our next activity.

"Let's go to the new night club in Port Angeles! Marcia Suggested. "Yeah!" Christy agreed. Hmmm.. a club. This could be fun. "That's a great idea but we should go back to get ready and stuff." They agreed with me so we headed back.

Marcia wore a red tube dress that hugged her curves perfectly and a pair of silver pumps. Christy wore a lacy black mini dress and strappy heels that made her legs look extra long.

"You guys look amazing!" I gasped and they laughed at the look on my face. "Of course we do, you can't expect us to arrive there dressed in rags do you?" Christy teased and I grinned.

"Why aren't you dressed yet?" Marcia asked. I shrugged. "I don't know what to wear" Both their eyes widened in shock. "You buy yourself a entire wardrobe and you're telling me you don't know what to wear?!" She screeched.

"Come here, we are going to find you the perfect outfit!" Marcia grabbed my wrist and dragged me to my closet. She reminded me of Alice. I frowned, not wanting to think about them.

After about 2 minutes of digging through my new selection of clothing, Marcia held up one outfit in front of me. "This is the one. I can picture you wearing it and by the looks of it, you will look amazing." I looked it over twice. It was a dark blue halter top and a back mini skirt.

"I think it's perfect" I smiled in approval and she started to jump up and down in her heels.

"Great! So Christy will do your hair and makeup and I'll help you slip it on when you're done. Those stilettos you bought today will go perfect with this outfit." She clapped her hands and skipped out into the hallway.

Christy came in and pulled me to the bathroom. I sat on a salon-like stool facing the mirror. The counter was filled with hair products, makeup and everything you would find in a beauty shop.

Suddenly, the stool was turned around in a very fast motion that made my head spin. "You are not allowed to see yourself until I am finished" She insisted. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Who knew how long this would take?

I was hoping I would be able to drift off while she pampered me, but I couldn't since I was continuously being brushed and poked.

After what seemed like forever, she finally finished. I opened my eyes and squinted while they adjusted to the light. "I am finished with my masterpiece. You are going to be so stunning, you'll have every guy drooling at your feet!" She laughed

She spun me back around to face the mirror and chuckled when I gasped at myself. Was that really me? I didn't even look like myself, but I definitely looked drop-dead gorgeous. She applied a Smokey eye look and some light pink lip gloss to my face. She curled my black hair into loose waves that cascaded down my back.

I sat there, staring at myself for I don't know how long when someone snapped me out of me trance. I looked up to see an annoyed Marcia. "Hello! Do you realize how long I've been standing here?! We have to get you dressed so we can leave! C'mon" She forcefully pulled me to my feet.

She helped undressed me slowly, careful not to mess up anything, and slid the blue halter over my head. It fit snugly, and revealed a lot of skin. I looked sexy. I was able to put my skirt on by myself. It felt extremely tight, although I was sure it was my size.

Christy and Marcia did some last minute touch-ups to their makeup before getting into the car. I grabbed my black Coach purse and followed closely behind them. Christy hopped into the drivers seat and sped us off to our destination.