It was a Saturday night. A perfect night for being safely tucked under the covers, reading books or trying out that one recipe I always wanted to make.
But no, I couldn't even have that.
Why?
Because of a certain (stupid) someone by the name of Claire aka my best friend.
"Brooke, get that fat, ugly, lazy a*s of yours here and help me!" She hollered as she practically swum in a pool of my clothes.
"I told you I was just going to wear a cute top! I don't need a 'sexy' dress!" I whined as I stared up at the ceiling of my room. Claire was already dressed in a revealing red dress which hugged her body perfectly and highlighted her perfect curves.
I told her that I didn't want to wear a dress but she cut me off with a cold glare which could have sent me six feet under. Now she was rummagin
