Shirley was standing In front of lemon luxury stores waiting for Leslie.The store was one of the most expensive luxury stores .
She was looking through her phone trying to figure out what Job she should do. Shirley had failed her exam and now she didn't have a prospect of joining university.
The former had been depending on her parents while thinking what she should do. She had an idea of what she wanted to do but still she wanted to see what was out there before she committed to that one job.
Leslie and her needed to buy dresses since they had to attend her grand mother's sixtieth birthday party. They just don't die that early do they. The mean ones.
She remembered this party, in the book Leslie had been drugged by Maryanne and her followers who wanted to set Leslie up . She wanted to see Leslie humiliated but Leslie had managed to escape by luck.
She had been saved by someone while drugged but she couldn't remember who. When her sister had come to show her true colors Infront of people she had found her asleep in the guest room the planned rapist missing.
She managed to escape that set up with just a slap on the wrist for leaving her grand mother's birthday. Not like her Grama liked her anyways.
That old woman was also nasty to Leslie like the others and blamed the lose of her precious granddaughter on Leslie.
" Guess who?" someone covered her eyes. The familiar voice making her smile.
" I don't know, who is it?" She said cheerfully trying to grab the person behind her.
Laughter rang through out the corridors.
" It's me you fool," Leslie released her eyes and hugged her from behind still laughing.
Shirley timed when she was still laughing and turned around and kissed her on the cheek saliva and all .
" Eww you got that all over me," Leslie said jumping back releasing her from her embrace.
" That's what you get for covering my eyes," she said and also joined her in laughing.
They were Soo loud that people turned to look at them. This is what true friendship was. She was thankful for experiencing it.
Her and the former Shirley personality were not much different so she was glad Leslie didn't notice a difference.
" You know Shirley, I'm glad you became jovial again. Jason was sucking the life out of you. Your next boyfriend has to go through my approval," Leslie said after they finish laughing.
She held her on the shoulder and pulled her into the store.
" So what do you want?" Shirley asked looking atthe different gowns and dresses on display.
Leslie turned to look at a short royal blue mini dress. It also left much to the imagination.
" You can't wear that but I can," Shirley said. Those were the kind of clothes she used to wear in her last life. Before the accident.
If you don't show of your curves then what's the meaning of having them. Since Leslie wanted to irritated the old woman she as a friend was obligated to do it for her.
" Were that," Shirley pointed a silver low necked fish gown. It spread around the floor like a river of silver flowing.
The sales representative took both dresses and they headed for the dressing room.
Shirley tried on her dress with Leslie's help.
"Push them up a little. I want them to look like they're falling over. They will not slip out of the dress . Yes just like that now pull the strings and tie them. That's perfect."
Shirley was giving Leslie instructions as they pulled on her dress and trying to push her breasts as high as possible.
" You look stunning, absolutely beautiful and marvelous," Leslie gushed as Shirley twirled around the dress tight on her.
" I look like a slut right?" She asked Leslie with a satisfied grin on her face.
" A sexy one at that, you are going to turn heads today, I wish I could dress like that " Leslie said as she looked at her with envy.
" The perks of being parent less I don't have to satisfy anyone . I get to wear what I want," she said with a smile." Put on yours I know will look like a goddess gracing us mortals with your presence."
She helped her put on her dress .
" Leslie, you are going to turn heads."
They both giggled as they looked at each other. They were really a match made in heaven.
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Shirley watched as the huge black gate was pushed open the moment her car approached. The driver drove down a winding five minute drive before the a huge mansion became visible in the dark night.
Shirley's phone rang as she fixed her makeup. She had gone all out tonight. She had gone for a bold make up, smoky black ,blue and silver eye makeup that made it just pop. Wine red lipstick that made her look like a vixen through and through.
She nailed the siren look on the dot, she even admired herself more before coming.
The driver pulled into the parking lot of the huge mansion. Lights flashed into the night making the cloudless night shine .
There a lot of expensive cars parked around the parking lot.
Shirley was looking at her phone talking to Leslie.
" Has it already started?" She asked Leslie while paying the driver she wanted to be as late as possible. Fashionably late.
" You can come in everyone is in. Your family and mine."
" Ooh, I can't wait to see their reactions," she said laughing out loud imagining their faces the moment she walked in.
" I'm gonna go, I have to pay respect to the old lady," she hung up her phone.
Shirley smiled at the valet to opened the car door and walked towards the main door her six inches heels clicking on the floor, markings her presence.
" Your invitation ma'am," the guard standing by the door said. She handed him the card . Leslie had given it to her during the shopping that day.
The guard pushed the door open. She put on a seductive smile and stepped into the noisy room.