I closed my eyes when I realized that I can't escape Jessie this time.

Jessie has been my friend for some years now, and for the 6 years we've been friends, I also made it to escape her everytime she asks me to accompany her to her high school night parties.

"Come on, Hailey, stop reading that book now. We both know that even without advance reading our Math lessons, you can still keep up. So let's get ready now for the party," she exclaimed as she tried to pull me off of my chair.

"Why do I even need to go there? I have a quiz tomorrow, can't I skip it again this time?" I tried to plead, but Jessie pouted stubbornly.

"Nope! We're on our senior year now, and you never, ever attended even one party aside from actually parties like birthdays and holiday parties. Now, it's time for you to actually start living like a real teenager, high school student, to be exact." She grinned and I groaned loudly in return as she pushed me towards our walk-in-closet.

For some unknown reasons, I am very unlucky to have her as my new roommate this year because my old roommate already finished high school and moved out. I don't even know how she knew Lola will be leaving, when I was trying so damn hard to hide it from her. Now, I officially have no privacy at all.

"Fine, fine, but I'll pick what clothes to wear," I debated and she instantly groaned back to disagree.

"No! You'll ruin the night, Hailey. You'll not gonna wear jeans in your first party. No jeans, and no t-shirts," I was about to retaliate but she interrupted me just before I could even utter a word, "no arguments," Jessie said, pointing her right index finger on me, then glared at me.

"How 'bout no party at all?" I said, hoping she'll agree, which I am hundred percent she won't.

"You'll gonna wear this, and this, and that. No questions ask and no buts, or I'll burn your books." That's when I realized that I didn't misplaced my books, but instead have it stolen by Jessie, the li'l devil. I was so worried yesterday that I might not find those back, but I found out that the reason why I can't find those books is because of some bitchy devil who hid it from me and acted like she was trying to help, but she's just really trying to lose me.

"You, bitch." I glared at her, but she just grinned back in return.

"No need for compliments, honey. Now, dress up like a bitch like your mamá." I cringed at what she said and rolled my eyes before I get to work and push her out of my closet.

After shutting the door to Jessie's face, I slipped into the... 'clothes', if you can even call it like that with how revealing it is, and looked at my reflection on the mirror.

I definitely looked like a real bitch, and a slut. I inwardly groaned in my head as I forcefully applied make up on myself without cringing with how my stomach goes into view with small movements from my arms.

I am wearing a red, off-shoulder hanging crop top of something, which I seriously think is one of Jessie's inventions out of actual clothes, paired with a very, very, very short black, high-waisted skirt, finished by a black, ankle boots. I even wore the fish nets Jessie threw to me.

Even with light make-up, I still look like a slut with the 'clothes' I am wearing. But can I ever say no to Jessie when she have my books to actually blackmail me? That bitch will certainly pay for this.

Excited for this night to end, I immediately go out from my room. "4 hours, we'll only be there 4 hours top. No more partying after midnight," I said right after she dropped her jaw with my sudden change of appearance because of her evilness.

"Whatever, Cinderella. At least I got to make you wear those clothes. Damn, you are definitely hot, Hailey. No shit!"