The In List

Chapter 5

Allie.

I was the first person to get to Monica's house. I'm usually first, I like being on time. I was wearing a ripped jean skirt and a black tank top. Monica gave me a weird look about it but I'm not used to these things.Neither is she, so she doesn't know what she's talking about. She probably just wants something to complain about.

She told Charlotte to come a half hour later than everyone else, probably to tell everyone what happened and so she wouldn't get there before everyone, that would be awkward. Even though their little argument, Monica still invited her and Charlotte is still going. Whever some of us get into a fight, we act like nothing happens because we are all eachother has.

After me, Delli got there. Delli was wearing bright orange capris with a soft pink top. Monica and I just stared at her thinking 'what is she wearing...' I knew that Delli had an...odd... taste in clothes, but I didn't say anything. Monica on the other hand finds no problem speaking her mind.

"Delli! Why are you wearing that!?" Monica put a look of disgust on her face and didn't even carae that Monica's face went from confusion to anger, then just embarrassment and sadness.

"I, uh, I wore it as a joke. I thought maybe you could lend me something?" Delli and I both knew that Delli was lying and I personally think Monica knew that too but she acted like this was the funniest "joke" she's heard all year.

"Oh! Ha-ha, that's good! You just gave me a heart attack!" Monica gave me a glance, then a smirk, then a glance to Monica, then got up and walked to her closet. On her way there she kind of chuckled, then pulled out a white tank top and a skirt. With a wink Monica said, "Try this, they bring out your boobs."

"Monica, you know im flat. Why would I wear something to bring them out? Besides, Dade is going to be there."

Monica dropped her mouth open. "Dade?! Dade Chance?! You like HIM?"

"...yeah... is there something wrong with him?"

"Ew, Delli, he's gross. Your way too pretty for him."

"Oh, okay."

After this happened, we sat in awkward conversations for a good five minutes. Then Charlotte got there. Charlotte walked in wearing the cutest outfit. Perfect for the party. She was wearing white wash shorts that had ripped bottoms. Casual, but not too casual. She wore a flowy top that was lowcut and bright. She accesorized with a long silver necklace, hoop earings, flip flops, and a sparkly headband in her hair which was towering over her shoulders in elegant curls. All of our mouths dropped open.

"Great, do you need me to get you another outfit too? Like Delli?" That was Monica's response. We all thought Charlotte looked amazing, but Monica couln't admit that.

"What?" Charlotte was shocked. Even sh knew she looked good and she wasn't ashamed to show it off.

Monica just walked into the other room and mumbled something over her shoulder about her being thirsty. When she came back she had a red notebook in her hands. She held it up and smiled. We all were just confused until Delli opened her mouth to break the silence. "What is it?"

Monica's face lit up. "Remember? The list?" It seemed that only I knew what she was talking about. "The list Allie thought of. It's going to make us popular. Starting tonight."

"Is that what this party is for, Monica? To make us popular? It's never going to happen. They hate us. They always will and you can't change them." Everyone just turned and face Charlotte who just blurted out all her anger. Her face looked embarrassed and she started to say something, then stopped and looked down.

"Maybe I can't change them. But I can change us. Starting with my party." With that, the doorbell rang. Monica put on a huge grin. "Let the games begin."