A Night with the Bestie

Rebecca

Rebecca leaned over the bathroom counter, her hair pulled up into a loose bun of sorts with strands framing her face. She touched her lip gloss to her lips and jumped as the buzz of her phone scared her. She reached for it and cursed. Trisha was earlier than she should be and was texting to say that she didn’t want to come up.

Rebecca texted that she’d be down in a few minutes and stepped back from the mirror, holding onto the sink to step into her red high heels. She looked all of twenty-two herself with her make-up in ‘going out’ mode. She wore a tight black dress that hit mid-thigh, her jewelry and shoes the only true color in her outfit.

A quick turn to make sure her butt didn’t look too flat, and she was good to go. No Jason or Kade to think about tonight, just her and her bestie going out for a few drinks and a night of dancing. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d gone out like this. She always turned Trisha down, complaining that she was tired, or busy, or workin