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I could think of was to just go with what they said.  Besides, it would be the first night in a while when I wasn’t sitting on my ass trying to beat a witch or something.
    After finishing up the battle and heading to the save point, I turned off the game and got ready.  I decided to just wear one of my many black dresses.  Hopefully this would hide some of my insecurities and make me look more slim and sexy.  It was low-cut, so it showed off my breasts very well.  That was really the only asset I did have that really got the attention it deserved.  However, I wasn’t’ just trying to do this for attention, I wanted to make a name for myself and hope to God that I could still make a good impression in this city.  I mean, things could be different now.  College was a few years ago and I didn’t really have the confidence I do now.  I still have shitty confidence, but at least it was a tiny bit better and I was able to stand up for myself.
    After curling my hair and putting everything I needed in a purse, I heard the familiar knock on the door.  It was similar to how it was back in the day where Stephanie and her friend Rachel always showed up in my room and then proceeded to torment me and make me feel like crap.  This time however, I had a bit of an advantage.  I could leave whenever I wanted, and if I wanted to be alone I could.  I wasn’t trying to impress anyone at this point.
    I went to the door and opened it, revealing Stephanie in the sluttiest mini dress I think I’ve ever seen on her.  It was so short that I thought her butt was going to be exposed in it.  It was also low-cut, revealing her fake breasts.  I knew they were fake since she had a doctor’s note to be gone from classes for two weeks while she had the surgery.  After that, she didn’t do any sports and only walked around as needed.  They were bigger too, and they were super perky.  I didn’t see the appeal of fake boobs, but I guess when a girl doesn’t’ have them they can be a real confidence booster.
    “Wow, you actually dressed up for this,” Stephanie said as a greeting.  I rolled my eyes at the snarky greeting. “Well hello to you too.  I dressed up for this.  You told me it was a black-tie affair.  If I knew the dress code was the sluttiest dress you could find, I would’ve worn something different,” I replied with equal malice.  I didn’t really like her, but hey it was better than sitting around all night.  I never got to experience the city life here anyways.
    “ Ooh you’re so ferocious!  I like that.  Glad you finally started to stand up for yourself.  By the way, Rachel is in the car.  We should head out.  The party started an hour ago but I love to be fashionably late.” She replied.
    “Yeah I bet you love it when your period is fashion ably late too.” I mumbled.  Stephanie shot me a dirty look but I just smiled as we walked over to the car.  Thankfully it was a nice night out, and if the party sucked I can just hide out in the car or something while I waited.  Or I could go for a stroll around the park. Either way, an escape plan was a must for tonight!
    When we got in to the limo, I sat across from Rachel and Stephanie.  Rachel was in a similar black dress, but this one was strapless and showed off her own fake set of boobs.  I swear, I don’t know how I got stuck with the fake boobs girls, but apparently I did.  Rachel’s skin was also overly tanned, and a part of me wondered if that was even safe for her to do. Yet, I shook my head in response. I didn’t really care what they did as long as they didn’t’ rope me into their little games.
    After about an hour drive into the city, we went out of it again.  I wondered why in the world we did that, and as if Stephanie read my mind she responded.
    “This is where the party is going to be at.  The guy hosting it wanted to have it at his place.  I told him he should just do it at a club, but he didn’t like my response.  Oh