When it was eight PM I decided to text Gwen.
                              
You coming over to get ready? 
                              
Maybe we could repeat our ritual from last Friday. My phone buzzed a few minutes later.
                              
Sorry, dinner with grandparents :( See you there? 
                              
Oh right I forgot. She'd already mentioned that. My phone buzzed again.
                              
You have to wear the dress! 
                              
I smiled. A few weeks ago Gwen and I went shopping and we went into this expensive shop because they were having a sale. We immediately fell in love with the same dress, luckily it was only available in my size.
                              
I usually didn't buy these kind of dresses but when Gwen said I was turning on her inner lesbian I just had to get it.
                              
When I went to my room I took the dress out of my closet and looked it over. Buying a dress is not the same as actually wearing it.
                              
Come on Jill, you're not the kind of person to chicken out on anything. I smiled, let's do this.
                              
I took a quick shower and actually put some effort in my hair. Yes, shit was definitely getting real. I curled it a little to enhance my natural waves. It took me way too long and I'd almost burned my ear. This is why I don't usually do this.
                              
Makeup. I wasn't sure how to do my eyes. I decided to put my dress on first and then see what would fit best.
                              
I struggled into my dress. Was it that tight when I'd bought it? Had I been eating too much junk food lately? Yes and yes. I stepped in front of the mirror. Damn.
                              
It was a short sleeved tight dress that hugged my curves. It stopped mid thigh and showed a little cleavage, definitely not too much. The cleavage was made possible by a push up bra. I'm not that blessed.
                              
The dress was bright blue but on the sides it was black making it very slimming. This dress was definitely flattering.
                              
I decided not to go crazy with the makeup since the dress was already such an eyecatcher. I went with a winged eyeliner and decided to keep the rest of my face neutral.
                              
No heels though, we were probably walking so I went with simple black flats.
                              
Suddenly I heard the front door slam. "Jill?" My mom was back.
                              
"In here." I yelled back. She knew where I was. I wondered what she'd think of my dress.
                              
"Hey have you ea-" I looked at my mom, wondering why she didn't finish her sentence. She was looking at me. Oh boy, here we go.
                              
"Holy shit you look hot, turn around." I snorted. That's my mom.
                              
"I'm proud to say I have a hot daughter. Are you trying to impress someone?" She raised her eyebrow. Of course she'd think I was doing it for a guy.
                              
I rolled my eyes "No, Gwen told me to wear it tonight."
                              
She smirked "So you're doing it for a girl? Whatever makes you happy honey."
                              
I pushed her towards the door and she started laughing. We talked a little bit before I headed out. It was already dark when I went outside but luckily it wasn't chilly. I did bring a jacket, you know, just in case.
                              
When I arrived at Code's place I didn't bother knocking and just went inside. I was only five minutes early so Code should be ready by now. I caught him sitting on the couch, petting Bus.
                              
When Bus noticed me he ran up to me. I pet him, but not too long because I didn't want to have drool all over my dress.
                              
"Jill, I didn't know you were hot." Code said. That was two minutes after I'd arrived. Code didn't even look who walked through the door, I could've been a robber and he would think it were me.