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one
Clarice
“They say that evilalways finds a way into this world, but when it sends the dumbest messenger, brains will always win out.” Delivering those words as I cuffed this bastard gave me all the satisfaction I needed, knowing just where he’d be spending the rest of his miserable existence.
The End.
She had done it again. Not that I had any doubt. Cassidy Crawford always got her man. “Reese, I swear to god if you don’t put that book down already, I’m taking all of your books away from you and hiding them!” Scarlett yelled out before she barged into my room.
“I just finished it. Besides, I already have what I’m wearing tonight picked out, so it will only take me about another ten, fifteen minutes to get ready, so you go shower first. After all it takes you a hell of a lot longer to get ready than it does me.”
“Not tonight it won’t, because tonightI’llbe doing your makeupandpicking out your outfit. It’s about time everyone see the beautiful woman you keep hidden underneath all thatcomfortableclothing you wear. Tonight, you are wearing one of my dresses, and I know just the one that will bring out those beautiful eyes of yours.”
“Scar, I don’t need all of that,” I wined, dreading just how many layers of makeup I would need to take a chisel to later tonight in order to get it all off.
“Not taking no for an answer,” she replied in a sing-song voice on her way into the bathroom.
Scarlett had been my best friend since sixth grade, and roommate for the past three years while we went to NYU together. Now that it was our last Summer before we graduated college, she decided that we needed to get out and party as much as possible before we began ouradult lives, as she put it, after graduation.
For me, going out and partying was something that was way out of my comfort zone. I was more on the stay at home and read about other people’s adventures in life side, where as Scarlett was on the side of living hers like there was no tomorrow. I really envied that about her. I had tried to be more of an extrovert, mostly for her, but I just didn’t think it was built into my DNA. Her ideal night consisted of going out, getting drinks, dancing, and possibly finding a hot guy to hook up with for the night. Mine on the other hand consisted of curling up with a good book and maybe eating some ice cream.
Two and a half hours later, I looked like a totally different woman. My long, dark locks had been curled this way and that, leaving a nice flowing wave in my hair. My makeup didn’t look too bad either. She had actually done a fantastic job of accentuating all of my best features, making my grey eyes really pop with the black eyeliner and eyeshadows she’d used.
“Nowyoumy dear look like a god damn wet dream. No man will be able to take his eyes off of you tonight. That black dress fits you like a glove. A hell of a lot better than it ever fit me, that’s for sure. Who knew you had such a rocking, hot bod under all those baggy clothes.”
I stood in almost disbelief as I turned this way and that, checking out every inch of myself in the mirror. “I can’t believe it. This doesn’t even look like me.”
Putting her hands on my shoulders, she turned me to face her. “It most definitelyisyou. Girl, you are a stunner, you just never allow anyone to see that. You’re always holed up in that bedroom of yours with your face pushed into one of those books with pj’s on instead of getting out and living life. If you got out more, you’d have men lined up down the block, begging for a moment of your time.”
Sliding her hands off, I turned for another glance at myself in the mirror. “That’s just not who I am. I’m an introvert, and a bookworm at heart. Going out and parting is your thing, not mine... but tonight, looking like this... I think I’ll give the extrovert life a whirl.”
“That’s my girl!”
Once we were both seated inside our Uber, we were headed to a night club, one of Scarlett’s friends got us invited to... well actuallyshewas invited, I was just being taken prisoner. “I am so dying from excitement right now about getting an invite to this club, I just know there will be atonof hot ass men in there.”
Giggling at her, I asked, “has anyone ever told you that you have a one-track mind?”
“Ya, you. Now here, take this shot because we have a lot of fun ahead of us tonight,” Scarlett said, handing me a tiny bottle of vodka. She was always the life of the party, and the guys loved her for it. She was beautiful and she knew it. Not in a stuck-up kind of way, but in a way she knew men would do just about anything for a moment of her attention. At 5’8 Scarlett was built like a runway model with long blonde hair, and green eyes.
Don’t get me wrong, I was no ugly duck myself, but Scarlett spent a couple of hours getting ready, and I spent about thirty minutes. That included my shower. I’d always leaned more towards an understated look with the way I dressed and wore my makeup.
When the car pulled up to the curb, you could not only hear the music as the doors opened for people to enter, you could literally feel the beat of it under your feet the moment you stepped out onto the sidewalk. Bypassing the long line, that was wrapped around the side of the building, Scarlett grabbed a hold of my hand and guided us straight up to the front door. “Don’t we have to stand in line?” I asked, feeling the glares thrown our way like daggers to the back of our heads.
“Not tonight we don’t because tonight we are VIP, bitch.”
Approaching the door, a seriously hot guy, stood dressed in an all-black suit with his feet set in a wide stance, hands folded in front of him. His eyes instantly found Scarlett, eating up her body like a midnight snack. “Ladies.”
The man saidladiesbut there was only one of us he was really talking to... with more than the words out of his mouth I might add.
With a smile, the men fell at her feet for, she showed him our VIP pass on her phone. “Hello to you as well, handsome. Me and my friend here are on the VIP list for tonight. Maybeyoucould escort us inside? I think I would feel a lot safer, knowing a man like yourself was making sure we got to our booth for the night,” she said before leaning in closer. “That way maybe you’d know where to find me later?”
The smirk he wore on his lips was her answer. He turned and said something to the guy behind him before extending his arm out to her, and then as if he remembered that I was even standing there, to me. “Shall we then, ladies?”
“Oh, we shall,” Scarlett, answered, snuggling into him as we made our way inside. After we were seated in what would be our VIP booth for the night, and she had exchanged numbers with the bouncer, we made our way over to the bar. Scarlett hadzerointerest in being served by the women that were assigned to our area. “Oh my god, the men in here are better than I could have ever dreamed! Did you see the muscles on that guy? I’m already in love with this place!”
She was grabbing a hold of my arm so tightly, I thought she’d leave bruises. “Down girl,” I joked.
