I try not to show my horror as I catch sight of Brooke laying out a very short, very tight-looking black dress. I perch myself on the corner of the bed and watch as she mumbles to herself in the wardrobe.
“Why did you put those on?” Brooke asks confused as she finally notices me on the bed. I look down at myself in confusion. After my shower I threw on an old pair of short shorts and a singlet top not knowing what I was wearing. I shrug as I look back up at Brooke, taking notice that she’s only in her bra and underwear with a towel wrapped around her.
“I didn’t know what I was wearing, I just threw these on.” I shrug as I let my eyes trail back to the short dress.
“Relax Kal, that’s mine. I have the perfect one in mind for you.” She says excitedly as she riffles back through her wardrobe once more.
“Aha! Found you.” Brooke breathes out in relief. I turn my head to the side slightly as I try and get a better look. The flash of excitement in Brooke’s eyes is a dead giveaway. I’m not going to like this.
“You are going to look amazing tonight.” She grins as she holds out a short colbalt blue dress.
“It’s pretty…” I trail off and she rolls her eyes knowing there’s a ‘but’ coming.
“Kallie you’ll look amazing. Trust me. Please.” She pouts as she gives me her famous puppy eyes. The ones I’ve never been able to say no too.
“Okay.” I sigh as she squeals and claps.
“Here, go put it on. Make sure you wear a strapless bra too.” She orders as she pushes me from her room.
“You’re gunna be the death of me Brooke.” I call out my earlier thoughts as I rush back into my room.
Slipping my top off I quickly change bras. I bite my lip as I look at myself in the mirror, hoping that my bra will hold up throughout the night.
I push my shorts past my hips and let them fall to the floor, taking care as I step out of them. I sigh in resignation as I step into the dress, tugging it up into place before zipping it up. Sighing in relief I thank my lucky stars the top of the dress is fitted and tight, easily able to hold my bra up for the night. It makes my boobs look a little bigger too which is always a major plus.
I run my hands down over my sides, skimming the fabric as it flares out slightly. It’s still short, ending mid-thigh but at least it’s not figure hugging tight all over. I can live with this. It looks well enough.
“Kallie, I need you to zip me up.” Brooke calls for me from her room.
“Coming.” I call back, giving myself one last look over before heading back down the hall and into Brooke’s room.
Brooke’s holding the top of her dress in place when I walk in, she looks up at me through the mirror and her grin widens. I take it too mean I’ve met her approval.
“Wow. You look amazing. That dress looks like it was made for you.” I give a small shy smile as I tug the zipper up and latch the clasp.
“You look great too.” I nod as I look her over. I was right, the dress is short, tight and very revealing. Every inch of it suits Brooke.
“Sit. I’m just going to go grab my curler, then I’ll do our hair. I’ll leave make up till last.”
“Promise you won’t go over board?” I call out as I do as I’m told, sitting gently on the edge of her bed.
“Promise. Hey do you want some wine?” She asks as she sets up her curler on the bedside table.
“Sure.” I nod eagerly. I’m not a drinker by any means but on the occasions I do go out on the town with Brooke I need my alcohol.
I sit listening as she grabs the bottle of cheap white wine from the fridge, the bottles next to it clinking as it gets pulled out. I hear cupboards open and close, glass tinkling as they knock against each other.
“I’m so glad you decided to room with me instead of moving into the dorms like you were going to.” Brooke says as she places a glass of wine in my hand, sitting hers, and the bottle, on the side table.
“Me too. Thanks for asking me. The apartment is amazing.” I smile as I meet her grin through the mirror.
“I wouldn’t have let daddy buy it if you weren’t going to room with me. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else as a roommate.” She says as she starts straightening my hair first.
The longer we sit on the bed getting ready the more we drink which leads to giggling and laughing. We’re not drunk or even tipsy, we’re just relaxed. It’s perfect.
“All done.” She says happily as she finishes with the last curl. I look up and give my reflection a shocked look. I barely recognize myself. Between the dress and my long hair curled and styled I’m shocked with what I see.
“What’s wrong?” Brooke asks me worried.
“Nothing, I’m just surprised.”
“Kallie how many times do I have to tell you, you’re beautiful. Now let me do your makeup.”
I sit as still as I can while she makes me over, nervously bobbing my knee as she takes her time.
“There. Done. You look hot, and I mean HOT. I’m gunna be beating guys off you tonight.” I roll my eyes as she steps away from me, finally able to see the mirror.
I blink a couple of times as I stare at the blonde bombshell in the mirror. Who was she and where had plain old Kallie Hudson gone?
“You like?” Brooke asks as she fixes a stray curl.
“You are a miracle worker.” I breathe out as I pull her in for a hug.
“Oh Kal I wish you could see what I see. You are beautiful, every day, not just the days I play dress up with you.” Brooke sighs as she hugs me close.
“You should probably go get ready we only have an hour left.” I say as I spy the time.
“Oh shit. There are sparkly silver pumps in the bottom of the wardrobe, you need to wear those.” She orders as she rushes into the bathroom to do her own hair.
I turn to face the mirror again and smile shyly at my reflection. For once I agree with Brooke. I look hot, and I’m ready to have some fun.