My Best friend's Sister [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐆𝐱𝐆]

I pray internally that I survive tonight

"How do I look?" my cheery best friend asks me as the upbeat music plays through her room. 

I analyze her outfit from her nude pink thick tanktop that's tucked into her white shorts to her all-white leather converse. Her hair was tied into a high pony and she had minimal makeup on. She looked really good. 

"Earth to Bri" my best friend snaps her fingers in front of me. 

"You look good Jour, but you knew that" I playfully joke and she smiles. 

"Good because I'm hoping to see Sebastian tonight," she says shyly and I shake my head. 

Sebastian is the typical guy next door type. His family is french, but Sebastian speaks excellent English. He's a really sweet guy from what I've gathered, and he's planning on attending Duke this coming fall with us.

"You naughty girl" I tease my best friend and she blushes. In the mirror, I focus on how I look as I analyze my appearance. 

I'm wearing a black lace spaghetti strap top tucked into a black leather skirt with short block heels that lace from my ankles to my calves. I decided to wear my curly hair in a high bun as my curls overflow out of it, and I have light makeup on. 

"Who all will be at this party?" I ask as I apply a clear gloss to my plump lips and my best friend looks at me through the mirror. 

"Mostly college students, but some of our grade will be there as well," she says while spraying herself with vanilla perfume, and I grab my strawberry coconut one mimicking her actions. 

"Our first technical college party" I breathe out before putting the lid on my perfume. 

"Look at us" I brag and my best friend smiles while clapping excitingly. 

"I can't believe it Bri," she says happily before opening her door and I follow her lead. 

We walk down her wide hallway before reaching her wide wooden stairs. As we descend my block heels click against the wood. We walk into the open concept kitchen that is intermixed with the living room. Journee's parents are sitting at the kitchen island drinking wine, engrossed in a conversation that seems serious but light. 

"You girls look beautiful," Journee's mom's attention redirects towards us. Her similar hazel eyes remind me of Jordy as she admires us. She rises from her chair with her wine glass in hand as a smile is spread across her face. "You know I'm so proud of you girls" she beams as she walks over to us and Journee smiles while shaking her head. 

"We had this conversation at least thirty times already, and that's not counting graduation" Journee jokes and her mom lets out an airy laugh before taking a sip of her wine. 

"You're right Jour, I just can't believe you're all grown up," she reminisces and Journee pulls her into a quick hug, and I mimic her actions after. Her mom walks back to her previous seat before sitting her glass down, and Journee's dad goes to speak. 

"Oh, Brielle have you met Jordy yet?" Journees dad questions as his dark eyes connect with mine. I nod automatically thinking back to our weird, but intense meeting earlier. 

"I'm just surprised none of you had mentioned me" her captivating voice fills the room, catching me off guard. 

She jokes, "Hurts just a little" as she enters the room, and I get a good look at her. 

She's wearing a loose graphic tee with the sleeves rolled, showing her tattoo partially, and white sweatshorts accompany her muscular legs.  A pair of colorful Nike Airmax's grip her feet, while her wavy hair spills out of her white snapback that is faced backward. I notice her hazel eyes fixed on me as they trace my body from head to toe. Butterflies fill my stomach as I shift my weight from one foot to the other.