To say that I did not feel like partying falls short. Still, we went out. The too short and red dress that Cami had lent me was off the list of clothes that I could at any time. It looked like a version of Pretty Woman before being picked up by Richard Gere. I let Cami use me as a life-size Barbie. I didn't care about everything. I felt like something inside me wasn't working quite right, I didn't know what was wrong with me. I had never felt like this and I didn't like it in the least.
Arm in arm with Hunter I got into a chicken yellow car, similar to Alice Cullen's in New Moon. I wondered if Cami was a fan of the Twilight saga. Something told me it was very possible. The leather seats were comfortable and my heavy lashes covered in thousands of layers of mascara pulled my lids down. I w
