Mum had backed them up in their little stunt to get me to go to the party. She hadn't needed to, they had already made sure I would be going. So that was how I found myself in my room picking out an outfit. My eyes scanned my wardrobe and the clothes I had left behind. There wasn't anything party like in there. Then my eyes gleamed as a thought landed in my head. One that would surely get them back. The little black dress I had worn. The one they seemed to have been p*ssed about at that frat party. I had brought it home so that I could hang it up here. I hadn't planned to relive wearing it after the last time. I hadn't seen a need for it clogging up the small wardrobe I had at college if I wasn't going to wear it again.
If they saw me in it there was no way they would let me wear it. I h
