Not So Modern Romance

It Begins

Two high pitched squeals and giggles erupt as handmade cards are being drawn on. "One week before our birthday and two weeks before we leave this boring town!" screamed one of the females as her big oval blue eyes sparkled. "I know. I can't wait! Tulip, do you think these surprise goodbye cards are too much to give out on our birthday?" asked the other female meekly, her small dark brown eyes held a hint of sadness. "Don't worry Chandra. Everyone will be happy for us. I mean they will miss us of course, but who wouldn't want us to take this opportunity!?" Tulip squeaked out. They happily finished up drawing words and little emoji’s on the cards before they parted ways for the night. The next week went by in a blur; it was so fast the girls barely had to time to think about anything for the party.

 Chandra’s phone rings loudly, buzzing all over the place with Tulips name in bold letters on it. “I know, I know I’m late. I’m coming over in just a minute!” Chandra answers, realizing that her shift at the restaurant she works at ran her thirty mins past the time they planned. “Okay, I was just making sure we are still getting ready together! I’ll see you when you get here!” Tulip excitedly says before she hangs up. Chandra just shakes her head at the phone and hops in her car to go straight to Tulips house. Tulip always knows when Chandra has arrived; she can hear her loud music from the car stereo a mile away. Excited, Tulip is already at the door waiting to let Chandra in.

 Chandra gets out of her car in a loud fuss of door slamming and fumbling with bags in her trunk. Tulip runs over to help her carry her things inside. On their way in, Chandra greets Tulips’ parents with warm hugs and happy hellos. Tulips’ parents don’t bother them a minute longer knowing the girls are in a hurry to go get ready for their joint birthday party. After a quiet walk to Tulips’ bedroom, Chandra plops all her bags down onto Tulips’ bed with a large sigh of relief. “Ok, let’s do this!” Shouts Chandra as she starts opening her bags of clothes and accessories up.

Tulip looks at her with an approving smile and dives into her closet, flipping through to find the perfect outfit. You would never guess the two are best friends based upon style. Chandra heads off to the connected bathroom with her two planned outfits to try on and see which one she likes more, while Tulip changes in her room. In the bathroom, Chandra puts the two outfits side by side in the mirror while she studies them. In her left hand, she has a black cut-out band t-shirt that has a neon green skull and cross bones on it with a pair of tattered blue jean short shorts. In her right hand, she holds a red silk rouched front halter dress that has an asymmetrical bottom. “Hmm. It IS our eighteenth birthday; maybe for once I should actually wear something nice.” Chandra contemplates in her head while studying the two pieces.

 After a few moments, she gives in to her thoughts and grabs the dress, looking in the mirror at herself in the dress makes her feel awkward since she isn’t the dress up kind of girl. She shrugs at her own thoughts of being uncomfortable and rolls with it anyways and starts putting on the accessories. Chandra slides a black lace garter belt past her tiny black thong, up to her waist and connects the ends to thigh-high fishnet stockings. She twirls around in the mirror, getting a better look at just how much of it will show. The sides of her dress dip down into knee length Vs, while the front and back scoop up mid-thigh just under her clipped stockings. Smoothing out the dress in the mirror, Chandra makes sure the rouches are in just the right places among the front of the dress. 

The top dips just above her voluptuous melon sized breasts, letting them peek out a small amount of cleavage. As she brushes her hair to one side so the soft, silk straps can be tied securely around her in neck, she hears a knock on the door. “Have you decided on which out yet or what!?” comes out in an impatient tone from Tulip as she continuously bashes her knuckles against the door. Swinging the door wide open; Chandra smiles at the sight of Tulip. “Beautiful, as always!” Chandra dotes, noticing how Tulip is wearing a classic spaghetti strapped white sundress with large sunflowers all over it. The dress flows naturally over her petite frame from gently covering her perky tennis ball sized breasts to showing off her exposed long, thin legs that seem to just go on for days. 

Chandra tugs at Tulips thigh length dress playfully, “Don’t you get worried this will just blow up in a gust of wind and show off everything?” Tulip laughs as she says “I guess I’m just use to wearing dresses, it doesn’t really present a problem.” They both just smile at each other for moment and Tulip waves the hairbrush in her hand in a rushed motion; instinctively Chandra sits on the bed first. Tulip climbs behind her, with the hairbrush and gel ready to get to work. The hairbrush glides through her soft dark brown hair as Tulip parts it into sections, really focusing on sectioning the dark teal highlights in a balanced manner. She then prepares each section with a light amount of gel as they get twisted up into three, even, tight box braids. Using the gel, Tulip makes sure that all strands are cleanly tucked in while letting the highlights play peekaboo throughout the braids.

 Smiling in the mirror, Chandra loves what she sees and happily says “You’re a miracle worker with hair!”. Tulip blushes and softly says thank you. After that, Tulip then goes to stand in front of the bathroom mirror and pin up her own hair into a simple, sleek ponytail with a bouffant quaff that makes her platinum blonde hair seem even bolder. Chandra barely gives her time to finish up her hair before she is edging into the bottom of the mirror. In her hand she holds a palette of many soft, neutral colors. Tulip groans as she doesn’t like to sit still very long, but knows Chandra will do a wonderful job. Sitting down on the lid of the toilet, she lets her paint her up. 

Chandra uses sparkly white color to swipe across the lids and a dash of light brown on the outer corners to match the dress tulip is wearing. Then she lines her eyes with a thin layer of black, top and bottom. It’s just enough to make her blue eyes pop, while she adds thick black mascara to her look to make her lashes extend farther out. “How about that?” Chandra asks, gesturing to the mirror. Tulip gets up and turns to the mirror. “You get totally get me.” Tulip says and hugs her, then heads off to go find jewelry to wear. 

Staring into the mirror, Chandra decides to go for a darker, smokey look. Grays and blacks blended into each other adorn her eyelids, making her deep brown eyes look brighter. She then throws winged eyeliner onto them and some long fake eyelashes to finish up the look. Exiting the bathroom, she heads straight for the pair of heels she brought. The black ankle boots are made out of expensive leather and have laces up the front. Tulip rolls her eyes with a smile at Chandra as she slips on her shiny white stiletto pumps. “Are you ready to go slowpoke?” Tulip pokes at Chandra. 

Laughing, Chandra links arms with her and they head out the door. Getting past Tulips parents wasn’t easy in the sense they had to take what felt like a million photos before letting them actually head out to the venue they made plans at. Once in Chandra’s’ car, Tulip lets out a happy sigh. They both take turns messing with the radio until they find a channel that they both enjoy. Chandra is more of a heavy metal kind of girl and Tulip loves Korean pop, but they settled for a station that plays classic hits. Turning on the car and heading to the venue, while singing along to all the popular songs made them hyped up to see their friends.