One more day till Peter. Emma sighed and looked at herself in the mirror, wearing an outfit designed by Miss Manny Santos. One that under any other circumstances she would never be wearing. She wasn't even comfortable wearing it in these circumstances. Emma turned to her friend, sitting on her bed chuckling and taking pictures. She should have known she couldn't be trusted with something this serious. She was one day away from seeing her ex, and her friend had dressed her up as a skank. This was perfect.
She turned back towards the mirror, adjusting the small, see through white top, trying to find a way for it to cover her stomach. She was starting the hate tube tops. She was dressed in a small, black and white outfit, one that would sound classy by any other means. It consisted of a small, white tube top that stopped directly after her bust and a small black mini skirt, almost guaranteed to show off her underwear. Mix in some black pumps and she was ready to become a lady in the night.
"Manny, not that I don't love your taste in clothes, but this is so not my style." Manny erupted in laughed, falling back on the bed, finding this whole situation completely amusing. Emma glared at her friend, finding her amusement annoying and out of place. Her friend gained her composure slowly, tears in her eyes still. She got up from her place atop her bed, and found her way behind her friend, fixing the skirt before bursting out in giggles again.
"This isn't the outfit I was actually going to get for you! I can't believe you actually put it on" She spun back to the bed, holding her sides. Emma's face became livid, before she looked back to the mirror, and giggled. She could have not put the outfit on, she saw how small it was before it was on. She started to giggle more and more, before she fell onto the bed with her friend. As they laughed, Manny found her way to the end of the bed and to a large bag also filled with clothes. She tossed it over to her practically nude friend, who grabbed it and looked at the contents, making sure they were her size.
Manny kept laughing as her friend put the outfit on, and smoothed it out against her skinny body. It was perfect. It was low cut, yet still classy and fashionable. She looked over at her friend, forgiving her for the previous outfit and thanking her profusely for the new one. It was a nice, light blue low cut dress. It clung to her curves perfectly and ended mid thigh. She looked perfect, and she knew it. Peter was going to think so too.
Manny smiled cockily, and started praising herself for a job well done, before telling Emma to take it off. Emma folded it and put it away; making sure that it wouldn't wrinkle. Sighing, she got dressed again; this time putting a simple low cut orange top and shorts on. She jumped on the bed where her friend had laid down, and demanded they go out. Her friend got up and smiled, before rushing to her closet.
Emma waited patiently while her friend dressed, looking out the small window near the bed, thinking of things to say to Peter the next day. That is, she was, before she saw a familiar boy walk by. Chester. Her eyes widen and she sprang up from her bed, rushing to the window to see. Chester was outside their dorm, walking. Manny looked over, after pulling a sequined top over her head, and asked her what was wrong. Emma sputtered out what she was seeing, before Manny joined her. They watched curiously as he came to a stop right in front of a bus stop, leaning against it leisurely, before looking their way.
Both girls ducked quickly, before looking at each other. "Why is he here?" Emma nearly shouted, surprised. "I mean, I saw him at the coffee shop, and now, now outside the dorm! I mean, come on!" Manny looked over at her coyly, before looking back down again.
"Maybe this is a sign, Emma?" Emma stared at her friend as if she had grown another head. "What do you mean a sign? A sign of what, me losing my sanity?" Manny shook her head and giggled, before continuing her statement. "A sign that you, I don't know, shouldn't be with Kelly?" She ended the statement flinching, preparing to be hit by her friend. Strangely, her friends suspected punch never came. Manny opened one eye and looked at her friend, who seemed to actually be considering the statement.
"You know, Manny, you might be right…" Her eyes looked to her friend as she thought more about the statement. I mean, maybe the fact that her old crushes were coming back into her life, and causing her to break from her normal pattern, was the worlds way of saying, hey, things with Kelly aren't working. Manny wrapped her arm around her friend's shoulder, before cracking a wicked smile.
"A good test of this new theory would be talking to Chester, don't you think" Emma's face visibly paled. She wasn't ready to talk to him, I mean, what if he didn't remember her, or what if he wasn't even Chester. Emma started to talk her way out of the situation, but Manny grabbed her arm, and pulled her up, leading her to the outside of the dorms, almost right up to him, before pushing her to talk to him. Chester saw her from the corner of his eyes, and smiled right at her. She blushed quickly and smiled back, making her way slowly towards her summer love.
She opened her mouth to talk to him, to say hi or something, but nothing came out. He walked up to her, and threw his arms around her, smiling widely as he held her tiny body against his. "Emma Nelson! I can't believe it's actually you!" Emma hugged him back tightly, letting her emotions get the better of her. He was just so cute and happy to she her, she couldn't help but return his embrace. They let go slowly, still smiling at each other. He complimented her, while looking her over. Emma smiled; this was just how she thought their reunion would be, except for the fact Manny was hiding in a bush.
Suddenly Emma heard her name being called, by an all too familiar voice. Kelly. She turned, still smiling, and looked at him. He was standing there, looking rather peeved, and carrying his guitar. He walked over, glaring at Chester on the way. Emma did her best to seem obvious of the situation, while Manny did her best to try and intervene without looking crazy by coming out from a bush.
Emma smiled and introduced Chester to him, and Chester, trying to be polite, stuck out his hand to Kelly, who promptly ignored the hand shake. He grabbed Emma by the arm, taking her a couple feet away, while Manny went over and talked to the cute Asian boy. "What the hell Emma! I try and call you all day, then when I come over, I see you all hot, hugging another guy?!" He was mad. Emma gulped, looking up at her boyfriend with big brown eyes, doing her best puppy dog face. She was in trouble, and she knew it. If this is how he reacted to her seeing Chester, Emma could even think about how he was going to react when she tells him about Peter tomorrow.