Lola stared into my wardrobe. "I have nothing to wear and all your clothes are slutty", she complained and I glared at my little sister.
"They are not slutty", I hissed at her and she shrugged, pulling out a piece of fabric that happened to be a black top. A really small black top. Okay it basically could be a head band. "That is not slutty. Remember I like to express myself through my clothing". She gave me a knowing look and I threw a pillow at her.
"I'm just kidding", she giggled and pulled out a dress from my closet. Mom had bought it for me. I hated it. It was the opposite of me. "This is beautiful. Why have you never worn it before?" she squealed, looking at the price tag on it and hugged the dress tight.
"Because I knew you should be the first person to wear it", I lied as she rolled her eyes and walked out of my room. "Do you want me to do your makeup?", I called and she laughed out loud.
"No thanks, I might as well ring Ru Paul".
I followed my sister into her room and she stuck her tongue out at me.
"Can you help with the zipper?" She asked and turned around so I could zip her dress up.
"You look beautiful", I gasped as I stood back and she spun around. The red lace dress was tight at the top and spilt out a bit when it reached her waist. She had a pair of white trainers on and I couldn't help but smile. She wears trainers with everything. Her long dark brown hair reached her waist and I helped her straighten it. In the end I helped her with her eyeliner and her contor and then she was good to go. She was meeting her friends at the disco, she didn't care about going alone. That would have killed me at her age, I could never turn up anywhere without someone being by my side.
"Thank you", she called to me as she headed out the door with mom. Mom was a lot more over protective with her. I guess she was worried that she'd turn out like me. A free spirit, my dad calls it. My mom calls me a nuisance.
I ran upstairs and put on my mini leather skirt, a pair of white heels and a tight white bardo top. I quickly did my makeup, Smokey cat eye with a red lip and then straightened my short blond hair. When I was ready I grabbed my money and phone and headed down stairs.
"Dad I'm going out, see you later", I called and as soon as I opened the door Amber pulled up.
"You look hot", she squealed as I got in. I blew her a kiss. "Luke said he's worried about you", she commented.
"Luke's always worried about me", I giggled but she gave me a wry smile. "He told you about the weed. It was for Kiera. I told him it was mine. It's only weed anyway". I sighed and lay my head against the seat. "You'd swear I was doing heroine or something".
"You still get her weed for her? Hayley she walks all over you", she stated and I rolled my eyes. "Just Tell Luke the truth, do you really want to put a strain over your relationship? He thinks you're going to get high with a group of guys".
"Oh my god, Luke would kill me if he knew what I was doing for his little sister. You know how protective he is of her", I gasped and made her promise she wouldn't tell him the truth. "And so what if he thinks that, it shouldn't matter what I do".
"How would you feel if he went to some girls house and got drunk and high with a group of them?" She asked and I groaned. I pulled a cigarette out of the pack, I was stressed. "Hayley, not in my car", she warned and I put them back in my purse. "Does Luke know you started smoking again?" She asked.
"Well he thinks I smoke weed so...", I trailed off. "Stop ruining my mood", I huffed as we pulled up outside the club. We got in using our fake IDs and I made a beeline for the bar. As soon as I got my drink in my hands, my phone rang. I quickly answered, it was luke.
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Cross My Heart
Teen FictionHayley has always been a girl who guys are easily attracted too. With her confidence and her looks for anyone on the outside it was easy to see why. Hayley is in love with Luke, her boyfriend who is about to start his freshman year of college. Meanw...