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like I tried too hard, or like I was too fixed up, I just wanted to blend
in .. . Okay, maybe I wanted to do a little more than
blend in. Evie said the party was going to be casual,
to wear something cute and flirty but comfortable. Cute and flirty but
comfortable, huh? Yoga pants were my idea of comfortable, but I guessed that
wasn’t what she had in mind. After trying on everything I had bought earlier in
the day, I finally opted for a denim mini skirt, layered chocolate brown and
light pink tank tops that snugly hugged my C-cup breasts, and my distressed
brown cowboy boots. Unless I was wearing sneakers for a physical activity, my
shoe selection consisted of flip flops and one pair of
boots. I owned at least twenty different pairs of flip flops in every possible color which I usually wore during the day and with jeans and
shorts. My boots were my “dress-up” shoe, usually paired with skirts and
dresses. I quickly touched up my hair and makeup, and then stared at my
reflection in the mirror. It was show time. For so many years, I had dreamed
what it would be like to get to do this… to do things that most teenagers did,
and the time had finally come. I said a short prayer asking God to keep us safe
and requesting he not let me make a complete ass of myself. I was pretty sure
he chuckled at this one, we both knew that was bound
to happen at some point in the night. Minutes later, Evie and I were in her car on our way to the beginning of the rest of my life.

Chapter 3
    The drive to Evie’s cousin Jess’ house was quick, only fifteen minutes from our dorm. Unlike Evie and I, Jess attended the University of St. Thomas,
another college in the Houston area. I had met Jess many times before. She had
spent a week each summer at Evie’s for as long as I
could remember, and her and her parents were frequent guests there for
holidays, as well. I had always liked Jess, she could be a little loud and
obnoxious at times, but for the most part I thought she was hilarious. She used
to tell us stories about the mischievous things her and her friends would do
without getting caught. Both Evie and I had always
looked up to her a bit being two years older than us. She knew about my
parents’ issues and had always told me if I ran away, I could stay with her and
her family in Houston. Of course I never did, but it was so sweet of her to
even offer.
    The plan for the night was to
leave Evie’s car at Jess’ house, an off-campus rental
where she lived with two other roommates. All five of us were going to walk to
the party together which supposedly was just a block
or two away from their house. Afterwards, Evie and I
were going to crash in Jess’ room for the night. That way we wouldn’t have to
drive late and no one would have to pass on the festivities to be the
designated driver. I also felt better about going as a large group so I would
have several people to stay close to in case I freaked out or something.
    We pulled into the driveway of a
cute one-story red brick home. You could tell that it was an older home, but it
had been well maintained and there was definite curb appeal. Before we even
made it out of the car, Jess had flung open the front door and was bouncing
down the front steps to greet us in a hug.
    “ Evie !
Scarlett! I’m so excited y’all are here!” she squealed.
    “Did you have any problems finding
the place? How do you like Houston? Did y’all get settled in?” she continued
without taking a breath. She then turned to face me and said, “Wow! You look…
different… incredible actually.”
    “Thank you,” I said sheepishly,
still unsure about the “new” me. She was looking me over like she was trying to
figure out everything that was different.
    Thankfully getting the attention
off of me, Evie answered her questions, “No, we
didn’t have any problems finding the place. So far we are
loving Houston. And we are somewhat settled in. We still need to go to
the grocery store and get Scarlett some