The New Girl

{75} new years eve

"THE CURLY HAIRED FRIEND IS HERE!" Lyssa yells, after opening the front door.

"I'LL BE DOWN IN A SECOND!" I panick.

I take a deep breath staring at myself. I'm not even sure who I am right now, so I guess I shouldn't say "myself". Lyssa wanted me to wear this black dress that is too small for her now. It doesn't fit me much better, considering it goes right beneath my butt. I have to admit it's the tightest dress I've ever worn. When else would I wear something like this though?

Lyssa did my makeup as well. The smokey black makeup matches my whole tight dress theme.

Honestly, I don't think anyone is going to regonize me. Lyssa's outfit is even more scandelous than mine. If my outfit was worse than hers, I would be concerned. She's never scared to wear something revealing.

I slowly walked down the stairs, starting to feel self consious. Shit. What if barely anyone shows up? That would be embarassing and a waste of getting ready for probaly two hours. I stopped worrying a ltitle bit when I saw Harry waiting near the door. He started whistling and I knew my face was seconds away from turning bright red.

"Hey, can you get Gracie? Because she's certainly not this fit girl in front of-"

"Harry shut up!" I laughed and gave him a big hug.

His signature cross necklace hung from his neck and he had tight, black jeans. I've seen him wear the white tee shirt a lot of times but not the jacket he was wearing. It looked great. Lyssa was yelling for us to come downstairs and had music blasting so it wasn't long before we were getting pumped.

It was decorated not too much, it was just right for New Years Eve. Snacks and drinks were set out around the whole basement. Lyssa was volunteerily in charge of the music and with a lot of people, it could be amazing. All I could do now is hope for the best...

*9 o'clock*

"So this is the little cousin!" Lyssa pointed at me and I waved.

"Tonight is going to be the shit!" The girl squealed.

A ton of Lyssa's friends are over and Harry and I are sitting on some stools getting impatient. We don't know anyone and there's about twenty people. Where are all of our friends? If it's only going to be Lyssa's friends...

"Okay well some of my neighbors said they're here." Harry told me.

"Should we go out and get them?" I ask.

"Yeah.. We can't just keep sitting here."

"True."

Harry and I, slightly annoyed, walk out of the basement from the Lyssa friendgroup take over. You can still hear the music playing from the basement by the front door. A bunch of guys walked in the door and started fistbumping Harry and all that shit. They were nice and introduced themselves to me. Every single one had Harry's Cheshire accent. It was so cute.

We all turned around to go downstairs and Harry's friends were already walking down. Harry and I looked at eachother with wide eyes when we heard someone yell.

"MY BEST FRIENDS!" A girl hollered from outside.

I started to freak out and saw Chelle running through the yard to us.

"CHELLEY!" I smile and we practically crush eachother while giving our hug.

She looked so good in her black and white striped dress. Her red lipstick was very bright and her hair was volumious as usual. We started to say how much we missed eachother and then I think she realized Harry was standing right there.