Avery smiled as she folded Jane’s clothes. Her friend really needed to change her wardrobe. All of her clothes were short and slutty. If she was planning to date a decent guy, she needed decent clothes.
“We should probably go to the mall. Your clothes are so…”
She was cut off when Jane showed her the new look. “Does this make me look smart?”
Avery smiled and nodded, “You look decent, babe. I think you should start wearing these kinds of clothes.” Jane sighed and sat on the bed.
“I don’t know, Ave. Good guys aren’t really my thing. They say smart things that I don’t understand. They make me feel like I’m stupid.”
Avery turned to her friend who looked sad, “No, silly. You just feel like that because you know he is smart. You told me to be myself with Carson, right? Why don’t you do
