The Girl with The Demon

Something Unbreakable

"Nah, Nope not happening." The small bedrooms door swung open to reveal Rose, The girl that could only be properly described as unreasonably stunning, so much so that it was only just eclipsed by her straightforwardness and stubbornness. "Up and dressed, now hun." She demanded, pushing her perfectly styled ebony colored hair off of her sun kissed shoulders, where it fell down her back in buttery smooth curls. 

"I don't really want to go out though." Zoey sighed, peering up from her laptop that was sat opened on top of her crossed legs, slightly irked at having been pulled away from her latest google search of anything related to anyone named Kane. Suddenly the laptop was slammed shut and Rose was pulling it from her unwilling grip.

"I wasn't asking bae, I was telling you." Rose laughed, easily tugging the laptop free from Zoey's feeble grip. "I'm not letting you spend another night searching up this guy." She firmly placed the laptop down onto Zoey's dresser with an unspoken finality and turned to face her with opened hands and a well groomed eyebrow raised in challenge.

"But I wasn't.." Zoey began to say as her other best friend waltzed in a sank down onto the chair next to where Rose stood. A lanky looking boy with unruly black hair and sky blue eyes was all she saw as he peered up at her questioningly. Rose rolling her own hazel eyes skyward turned to the boy and sighed exasperatingly. "Talk to her will you, maybe she'll listen to you."

"Zoe look I know what it's like to want to find that someone, but once you do maybe you'll just regret wasting so much time searching." He frowned, clearly speaking from experience and Zoey's heart stuttered in shared pain for him. Standing up and pushing an unwilling Rose out of his way, he pulled open a drawer in Zoey's dresser like he owned it. "If he was worth finding you'd probably have found him by now." He added. Tugging a shimmery blue halter style top out of the drawer he'd been riffling through as he finished, looking rather pleased with himself at the find. 

"Stop that, she isn't dressing like a hooker Micha." Rose snatched the halter top from his grasp, earning her a roll of sky blue eyes and pouting lips. 

"She could dress like whatever she wants." He shot back. "Why not ask her what she wants?" He gestured to Zoey who was still sitting crossed legged, gazing longingly at her laptop, hardly paying either of them much attention anymore. Her mind clearly a million miles away. 

"She doesn't get a choice. Not tonight at least." Rose scoffed, tossing the halter top straight at Zoey's head, who flinched back just in time to catch it. 

"Hey what was that for?" Zoey hissed clutching the fabric tightly after catching it before it collided with her face, glancing down at it surprise flickered across her features. "What is your shirt doing in my drawer anywhere?" 

"I thought you said that shirt was..." Micha began snickering at Rose, who glared back at him as menacingly as she could manage. While also hiding her own embarrassment at being caught unexpected, a thing that hardly ever happened to her.

"Don't finish that." She bit back blushing madly, before reaching forward and grabbing the halter top from Zoey, who looked torn at having let it go. "I wondered why that looked so familiar to be honest though." She mused, turning towards the full length mirror next to the bed, the one Zoey hadn't moved from. Micha shrugged and made his way towards Zoey. On the bed they watched together, amused as their best friend held the halter top up to her chest swaying back and forth. "I'd look hot in this." Rose smiled at the two, through the reflection in the mirror. 

"Can I wear it actually?" Zoey pipped in, moving up to her knees, holding out her hand to Rose and the halter top. Much to her and their surprise.

"You want to wear.." Micha glanced at her questioningly, as if she had lost her mind, maybe she had. "That?" He pointed to Rose, who shared his skeptical expression if only a little more bashfully. 

"Sure why not?" Zoey's shrugged her shoulders gently, in a show of indifference. "You said we were going out, why cant I look good too?" 

"You can." Rose held the halter top out to her, glancing over her head at Micha for help on what to say to this new attitude bound Zoey.

 "But wouldn't you be more comfortable in your own clothing?" He supplied, in what he probably thought was helpful measure.

"No my own clothes are so boring." Zoey insisted, standing up and pulling the halter top with her. "This is cute and it'll be good." She nodded at herself and glanced back at her two friends, both of whom seemed uncharacteristically quiet. 

"What's wrong?" She blinked, the two exchanged a look and it was as if a silent agreement passed between them. 

"Nothing it's nothing, you'll look great." Micha meet her gaze with such openness, that she was certain he was telling her the truth.

"Get dressed and i'll help you with your hair." Rose, grabbing onto her shoulders steered her towards her bathroom door. An eagerness in her voice that was entirely her personality shinning through.

"Okay, okay I will." Zoey pushed open her bathroom door and spun around to find Micha standing behind Rose and herself, holding out a plain black mini skirt and a pair of nylon tights. 

"Try these too." He grinned, shoveling the articles of clothing into her arms. "They'll match the top." 

"Thanks, you should just always dress us." Rose jokingly jabbed at him before Zoey could respond. Zoey smirked back however at the two before pulling the door closed between her and them catching the last few notes of Micha telling Rose that if he did dress her more often she'd dress better then she did. It was kind of wild to think that the three of them have been inseparable from kindergarten, where they'd met in the sandpit and created the bffl's pack by each daring the other to eat a mud pie at recess. To now where they were just about graduating high school. After all this time and the three have always been so close, only thing that changed any of this was when Rose met Lilly. Lilly was the only other person not an original member of the sandpit who'd been initiated into the bffl's pack and no she hadn't needed to eat a mud pie to be. She was Rose's long term girlfriend, so it was either Zoey and Micha liked her and accepted her as permanent or they'd have lost Rose instead. Thankfully Lilly was pretty cool and really sweet. So nothing had proven yet to pose a great enough threat that it could tear them apart, but with Graduation and life becoming much more complicated now, well how long would it be until something did? Zoey starred at herself in the mirror of her bathroom. Her pale skin flushed pink from the heat of the room and the blue halter top complimenting her baby blue eyes and honey coloured hair beautifully. She saw herself reflecting back at her but like a cloud covering over, she could just as easily see her own fears and desires that nothing would ever change, and that nothing would ever take Rose or Micha from her just the same.

After all what could break something unbreakable?