Chapter 12: Getting Ready

As usual the week went by extraordinarily fast. And then Friday night came. Megana called Rachelia franticly searching for the right thing to wear.

"What does it matter?" Rachelia asked after hearing Megana's situation. "You look hot in anything. You could go as a 'sexy clown' for crying out loud."

"Not helping!" Megana yelled at her. "I need to know what to wear. These are your friends I don't know what the hell they are like."

"They're not my friends I'm only going because Jeremiah is hot and he may have some other friends that are just as hot that I will get to know and like."

"The usual plan!" She replied.

"Hey cut me some slack! I just lost my boyfriend to another slut probably and I just want to make my self feel like a slut too."

"And what does that do for you?"

"It just makes me feel better about the situation."

"I see."

"Okay, what if you wear that dress you got at Hot Topic?"

"The black one with the straps?"

"Yeah, and wear the pendant."

"The one I found?

"Yeah and I will wear mine. I have a feeling they might be into that kind of stuff."

"You mean witchcraft?"

"Possibly."

"Fine whatever. I'll see you later okay?"

"Yeah sure, see ya."

She hung the phone up,walked into her closet, and pulled out her dress. She got dressed and looked at her reflection in her full-length mirror. Her long shoulder length hair was gathered in a loose ponytail. She opened her jewelry box and took out a locket Erica and John gave her for her birthday the previous year. She took the heart off of the chain and put it back in the box. She then picked up the pentagram and put it on the chain. She put the charm around her neck. She was looking very much like a senior in her all black ensemble. She topped her make up off with her black lipstick and black eyeliner. She would normally wear her cheap make up at school. But when she wanted to look good, she would wear the make up she bought off of her Mary Kay consultant. She looked at the clock on her bedside table; it read 6:15. She quicklyput onher knee high black stiletto boots from her closet. If she could get down stairs and through her parents in less than ten minutes she could get to Rachelia's house without being late.

She walked down the stairs. Her parents were waiting for her in the living room. Erica was sitting on the couch knitting a baby blanket and John was fiddling with his camera. Erica looked up from the blanket just in time to see Megana.

"Oh!" She squeaked dropping her knitting on the floor. "Look at her John!"

He looked up from the camera. "Well, well, well. He said delighted. "You look prettier than a picture."

"Thanks. Daddy." She replied relieved that he didn't disapprove of her outfit.

They fixed her up in front of the fireplace. They took a couple of pictures and were just in awe of her beauty. (As they put it) After what seemed like hours of photos. She was free to go. She picked up the stuff she had packed for the overnight stay with Rachelia.

"Oh honey, you aren't walking to Rachelia's are you?" Erica asked.

"Yeah, why?" she answered.

"Oh sweetheart I'll drive you. You don't want to be tired before the party even starts"

She got up and got here keys off of the kitchen counter. Megana followed her out the door and into Erica's red Dodge Neon.

"Now there won't be any alcohol or drugs there, right?"

"Yes mom." She told Erica in a mock-annoyed voice.

"Okay, okay. No more questions."

The drive to Rachelia's house wasn't that long and only left room for those few words. She kissed her Erica good-bye and kissed her on the cheek. She got out of the car and was met by Rachelia on the front porch.

"Take care my dark angel. And be safe." She said looking back at the girls and watching them step into the house. "Take care."

A/N: Hey sorry this took so long I have been going through writer's block. I hope you like my story. R&R Please!