B O N N I E
Friday night comes by fast, and I am standing in front of my mirror, taking in my appearance. I stupidly let Olivia dress me for the night and I think I resemble a hooker. But she insists that I look great and to stop arguing with her.
"Liv, I can hardly move in this skirt, seriously." I tug at the short hem on the skin-tight leather skirt she put me in. She giggles front where she's sitting on my bed watching me with amusement. "You look hot Bon, just deal with it for the night."
Easy for her to say. She always looks flawless in anything she wears. Not to mention she always looks like she has a complete mobility in her outfits. Me... yeah, not so much.
"Are you excited to see Josh?" Liv says from her place on the bed as I still struggle to pull this stupid skirt down. "I a
