"What? Out where?" I asked Tawnie.
"Well..." she said going through every dress I owned. "I was invited to this huge party in La. I wasn't going to go, but you need to go."
She picked out a dark blue dress, pushed me in the bathroom, tossed me the clothes, and with a simple "Try these on." shut the door.
"Umm… Tawnie…" I said through the door. " Thanks. But no. I don't want to go."
I heard the familiar sound of her filing her nails, then her say, "Oh it wasn't a question. We are going out." "Tawnie.." I whined. "I don't feel like going out… and I probably don't look like going out either… I have been crying all day."
"A little make up with fix that!" she said. "You put your dress on and I am going to get my dress and laptop."
"Wait!" I yelled. "Tawni! I don't want to- wait you keep a party dress in your car? And what's the laptop for?"
I faintly heard her say, "Yes, I never know if and when I might need one. And you'll see."
I quickly slipped into the dress, then turned to see my reflection in the mirror.
Someone had given me the dress for my birthday last year, and I honestly hadn't worn it once.
It was sleeveless, and had a sweetheart neck. Other then that it was rather plain, it was just a silky materiel, that was rather form fitting. I did like how it made me look slimmer though.
I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. I saw Tawnie sitting on the couch, using her laptop to burn a cd of some sort. She had laid her dress on the couch beside her.
"What's that?" I asked curiously.
"You'll see…" She said in a sing song voice.
Then she shut her laptop, put the cd in her purse and walked over to me.
"Ohh!!" she said clapping her hands in a girly way. "It looks great. Let me go change into mine and will fix your hair and make up."
She picked her dress off the couch and we both walked into the bedroom again.
Tawnie was in the bathroom and changed in record time.
She told me to sit in the chair se had pulled up.
When I sat in the chair I felt like I was in a beauty parlor. I was facing a mirror and Tawnie was expertly brushing and pinning my hair at the same time. When I closed my eyes I could practically hear women gossiping, discussing whether to get highlights or not, and ask for "Just a trim".
Tawnie had pulled my hair back into a very loose, low ponytail, and had pinned it with a hair clip that was a white flower (that I didn't even know I had!)
Then she started on my makeup. She made me keep my eyes closed almost the whole time, so I don't really know what she did. When she finally had me open my eyes (to put some mascara on I think), I was very impressed.
She had used some sort of foundation, or something, that was a light golden color. She had put some light red plush on my cheeks, and I don't know what else, but It looked great. You could hardly tell I had been crying. And the red lipstick she put on me really looked great.
"Wow, Tawnie! I look great!" I said happily. I was happy (for the first time in the past few days) but I part of me also knew, there was no backing out now.
"I know." Tawnie said flipping her hair. "Now come one lets go!" she said grabbing my hand and practically dragging me out of the house.
"But…" I said as she hopped in her car. "Don't you have to do your hair and makeup?"
"No. I always look great!" she said smiling. "Now get in!" she ordered.
I reluctantly obeyed.
Tawnie started the car, and asked me to put the cd in the player.
I eagerly did so. I was very curious as to what was on the cd.
Immediately recognized Irreplaceable, by Beyonce, come on. I smiled.
"It's a get-over-the-stupid-bum cd!" Tawnie cried.
We listened to the song, singing and laughing the whole time.
The rest of the night was fun. I mean the party was okay… but the best part was sitting in that car laughing and singing along to "(So Much for) My Happy Ending" and "Since You've been Gone". Tawnie had never been that big of a friend before. I guess she doesn't mind caring as much now.
It was a fine night, and for the first time in days, I didn't even think about Chad.