Four in the afternoon when Tristan left together with Martin. The party is going to start at six pm in the evening that's why Marinella and I already started to fix ourselves.
The right side of my lip lifted. Seriously? Is there any private bathroom here? This is ok, but not totally. No doors here, only a curtain which is if you pull it, your naked body would probably show up.
This is a big school and they only have a public community bathroom? Really, huh?
Sighing, I shook my head. I pulled the curtain making the hoops scratched on the rod. I heard chit-chats from the outside while taking a shower.
I turned the water off and wrapped my towel around my body. Marinella is with her black backless mini dress and stilettos when I entered the room. Her straight hair is now curly.
“What took you so long?” she asked, gesturing to the chair in front of her vanity mirror. I slowly stepped towards it to sit.
“Uh, nothing,” I answered. She started putting moisturizer on my face. I shut my eyes because of her heavy yet smooth hands.
“I only want light makeup, uh... powder and lip tint are fine,” I reminded her.
Her face turned sour, “I will put some eyeshadows too! Don't worry, I'm good at this.” She winked. I let her do my makeup, I didn’t stop reminding her to make it light.
“Can I see my face now?” I was about to face the mirror when she suddenly stopped me from doing it.
“Wait! I still need to fix your hair!” She opened the cabinet and get the straightener off there.
My curly hair is now straight. Feels like we exchanged hairstyles. I almost laugh at that thought.
“Go, get your outfit first.”
I stood up and walked towards my cabinet. I surveyed my dresses one by one. I groaned when I saw nothing but long church dresses! I guess I have no choice?
I removed from the hanger the maroon v-neck dress with long sleeves.
“We’re going to a party, and not a church, Ali. But... yeah, I love it... only that it doesn’t fit the occasion." She nodded slowly while looking at the dress I am holding. My smile faded away, “but I don”t have any dress to wear!”
“You can borrow mine!” She handed me a black bodycon dress with straps and silver linings. I’m sure if I wear this my butt would probably show up! And who knows? Maybe, my boobs are going to spill out!
“You’ve got to be kidding me, aren’t you?” I laughed awkwardly.
She looked at me, emotionless, “do I look like I am kidding? Go wear that!”
“I only have sneakers as my shoes...” I realized I have nothing to wear for my foot.
“I have extra stilettos, now go! Get dressed It's already five pm. Martin would pick us up.”
I kept on pulling the dress down, hoping that it’s going to be any longer. It feels like my panties are showing! The dress is hugging my body tight, making my butt a little bit protruded.
“Oh my god!" Her eyes widened when she saw me in her red dress, “you’re stunning, Ali!” She walked towards me.
“Now wear these stilettos so you can see yourself already!” she said, excitedly.
I grabbed the stilettos from her hands and sat on my bed. I wore it with my unpainted face. The heels are not that high, it also has silver linings like my dress, it has straps with diamonds.
“Go! Look at yourself!” She cheered while putting a silver sling bag on my shoulder. I slowly stood up in front of the mirror, not used to wearing heels.
I stared at my reflection for a while. Is this still me? There’s nothing changed that much, but still! I look so ravishing tonight. She put on a light brown eyeshadow and a light red lip tint and lip gloss.
“See? Everyone would probably like you!”
I was about to say something when the door creaked open, “hey babe!” Marinella gave Martin a kiss and a hug.
“Wow, you look good, Ali.” He smiled. I thanked him. They decided to go already
We had thirty minutes drive before we’ve reached the big house with loud music inside. It's already dark outside, it’s almost six-thirty.
Marinella held my wrist so I won’t get lost. There's a lot of people who are greeting them. Whose house is this anyway?
“Oh hey, guys!” Marinella greeted her friends as we come closer to the red round sofa with mixed girls and boys sitting there.
I gulped when my and Tristan’s eyes accidentally locked. He looked at me from head to toe, making my heart skipped a beat. I looked away.
“Sit here, Ali.” She tapped the seat beside her. I sat and smiled at the people who are looking at me.
I waved my hand to remove that smoke coming from the cigarettes. Ugh, I hate the smell of it.
“This is Aliana, call her Ali!” she introduced and I smiled.
“This is Kian,” she pointed to the man beside me. She then pointed to the girl beside Tristan, “that is Delanci, she’s Tristan’s uh...” Her eyes narrowed, thinking of something, “wait.”
“I am his girlfriend, my gosh!” Delanci rolled her eyes. I smiled at her, but she didn’t smile back. What a rude attitude!
“Oh! Let me correct you, Delanci. You’re not his girlfriend, you're just a self-proclaimed bitch. “Marinella laughed hardly. Oh, that was a direct attack.
“Whatever.” It was Delanci after she drank a shot of vodka. Our eyes met again, this time, I know that he's staring at me. Why is he doing that? He’s making me nervous, literally!
I widened my eyes at him, giving him a sign to stop staring at me. He answered me by smirking sexily. I swear, I wanna go near him and punch his face! I don't know, but he’s making my blood boil!
What’s with him that I hate him so much since the first day we’ve met? This is the first day.
“You should drink, Ali, just enjoy, ok? Don’t worry.” Kian handed me a shot glass with god knows what alcohol is in it.
I shook my head, “no, I don’t drink!” I almost shout because of the music.
Tristan shifted in his seat, “let her be, Kian. She must be scared that she would do embarrassing things when she got drunk.” He smirked again. My anger towards him urged me to get the shot glass from Kian and drink the alcohol in it.
I squeezed my eyes as the hot drink went through my throat and to my stomach. What kind of drink is this?!