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Chapter 6

Chapter 6

[Marie's POV]

"I'm not wearing that." I deadpan as Beth holds up a dress which is actually more like a very small piece of cloth.

Rolling her eyes, she let's out a dejected sigh as she scurries back into her closet. "You know if you don't pick something, your just gonna have to wear that."

I shrug my shoulders as I brush my hair while sitting on her bed. I've already finished with my make-up, eyeliner and mascara and blush, so all I need to do is finish up my hair and outfit. "I'd rather this over Barbie's slutty collection of scraps. Besides it's just a club. Jeans and a loose shirt should do."

I can just imagine her rolling her eyes as she huffs, "Come on Mare! Let go for once. Here look I think I found something you might like." Seconds later, Beth pops out of her closet door, holding a black slip dress.

I can't help but smile slightly at the dress. Dropping the brush, I rush over to my sister to grab it but she snatches it away from me. "Hey!"

"What do you say?" She asks stubbornly, looking at me as if expecting something.

"Please?"

"Nope."

I search my mind for something that might be the answer she's been waiting for. Then it hits me. "Thank you for letting me burrow this, I'll return it safely." She makes me promise every time I burrow something so when I break the promise I have to pay for the replacements. Weird? Yes. But that's our sisterhood for ya.

Beth smiles, satisfied before handing it to me. "You're very welcome. Make sure to wear your hair pulled back in a pony tail. I'll give you a necklace and some pumps to go with it too if you'd like?"

"Yeah that'd be great." I reply, slipping off my jeans and white v-neck to replace them with the dress. I walk into her in-suite and I adjust my bustier under it as I look in the lengthy mirror.

"Jeez-la-weez look at those knockers. Did they grow over night or something?" Beth teases as she applies her make up.

"Oh shut up! They aren't that big." I mutter, slipping on the turquoise pumps she set down on the counter.

"Honey, they're like mutated melons."

Throwing my head back, I let out a bellowed laugh at her comment. Obviously she's exaggerating because I'm only a 38 C, but nonetheless I'm appreciative of her "compliment".

"Okay, how do I look?" Bethany asks.

I turn to face her, analyzing her light pink crop top and matching white sleek slit maki skirt. Her caramel colored leg peek out from the slit, reaching all the way up to her mid-thigh. She wears dark purple booted pumps, with her shoulder length hair swiped to one side in loose waves.

"Like a damn model." I grin, slightly jealous.

"Oh hush up, your the one who looks like the model Miss. Long Legs."

We both laugh at her comment when a sudden knock is heard from the front door. She rushes out of the room to get it while I scurry to get my purse and jacket since it may be a little chilly out. I look around for my phone, but can't find it.

"Phone...where are you?" I mumble, bending down to look for it under the bed. Not there. Tracing back my steps, I go back to the bathroom and find it right on the counter.

"Mare!" I hear my sister yell from the living room.

Quickly shutting off the bathroom and bedroom light, I rush into the living room. "Coming, coming I just needed my..." My voice suddenly dies when I look up to be met with an extremely sexy Ethan whose surprisingly leaning against the closed front door.