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Cindy, having the thinner frame among all three of us, is super petite and decided to go with a dress that she said made her feel ‘hot and sexy’. It’s a black and gold dress that goes down to her ankles, but a slit on the right-side travels all the way up to the middle of her thigh. It has a sheer bodice top, with black and intricate gold swirls, that ties around her neck. It drops low to reveal her back and hugs her breasts, which she jokes about the smaller size of but always comes off super confident. In a word, she looks stunning.
Of course, with all the dressing up, applying and re-applying of makeup, and making sure our hair is still in place, we have clothes scattered everywhere.
I walk into the room, rummaging through a pile of underwear and bras, as my dad crosses behind me. “You guys, there’s no lip liner here,” I say.
Dad stops, looking down at the pile of clothes. “Why would you have lip liner with your bras?”
“It’s the most accessible place for it.”
He chuckles, shaking his head on his way to the kitchen.
“Also,” Cindy pokes her head out from the bathroom, yelling at us. “We didn’t want to just leave our contraception packs just laying around, Mr. Jacobs.”
My face drops, as I spin around and see Cindy laughing as Veronica tries to hide a giggle. My dad looks over at me, still holding the refrigerator door open, raising an eyebrow.
“Cindy!” I scream at her through clenched teeth. “She’s joking, Daddy.”
“Mm-hmm.” He looks into the fridge. “You know, I know you all are eighteen and graduating soon, but I’m really not ready to be a grandpa yet, Iz.”
“Dad!” I yell at him but shoot Cindy an evil glare.
“Mr. Jacobs, you’d be a great papa.” Veronica smiles, holding a curling iron to her hair, making it even bouncier than it normally is.
“Oh my God!” My death glare switches from Cindy to Veronica.
“Just kidding.” Veronica nudges me.
Dad stands up behind the fridge door. “You girls almost ready?”
“I’m just waiting on the slow pokes.”
“Hey, I’m just about done. Just finishing up these curls.”
“You can’t rush perfection,” Cindy says from the bathroom.
“And your dates?” Dad asks, and I can see the hesitation on his face as he watches me.
“We’re going solo,” I say, unsure about Oscar because he still hasn’t contacted me. I sent him a text an hour ago, but after no response I’m content with just ignoring him now and in no way am I going to be playing the damsel in distress. If he shows up, fine. If not, even better.
Veronica looks at me, then at my dad. “Izzy’s got a date, Mr. J.”
“Really?” He looks at me.
“Kinda.”
“What does ‘kinda’ mean?”
I shrug, looking at the table with our scattered undergarments. “It means he hasn’t even gotten ahold of me to tell me when he’s coming. I don’t even really want to go with him.”
“Why are you then?”
“Yeah. Why am I, Veronica?”
“I told you, it’s not my fault.”
I look back at dad as Veronica heads back to my room and he gives me a crooked smile. “I actually thought you might be going with your friend that came over. Matt?”
Swallowing some nerves, I take a breath to calm myself. “No. We just …” I want to say something else, but what can I say? What is there to say? “Come on, Cin, hurry up.”
