Vanilla looked at herself in the mirror, normally she wasn't a vain person but she was unsure of her outfit. Her friend Helena was in the bathroom doing up her make-up after she was done with her own. She turned in every direction trying to figure out if she was wearing the right thing. She wore a black layered skirt that ended at her knee but flared out when she twirled. She wore a deep purple top that had flowing sleeves down to her wrists with a silt at her forearm then again at her bicep. Her legs were encased in black pantyhose with four inch leather boots that reached half way up her calf. She sighed and decided to go with it and if it didn't look good, oh well she wasn't dressing up for anyone special.
Walking towards the bathroom she looked in, "Come on slow poke. I swear it takes you a million years to get ready." She teased her best friend who was currently doing her eye shadow having done everything else except her mascara. "I'm gonna grow grey hairs by the time your done."
"You will not miss impatient. I'm almost done." Helena said as she put on the mascara next then putt all her make-up back in it's bag. She tossed it into Vanilla's room on top of her duffle bag. "Alright let's go have some fun and mess with some heads." She almost shouted. She looked about to jump up and down but thought better of it. She was wearing a skirt as well but it was long with a silt up to her thigh. Her top was a emerald green with sparkles and she had six inch heels on.
They laughed as they left the apartment locking up as usual before heading down the street. They joked and caught up on old times, then they came to a club that Helena said was good for dancing. Vanilla allowed herself to be dragged in by her best friend and looked around at the place. It was almost packed full of people and there was a live band on stage.
She laughed when Helena was grabbed by a guy and taken out on the dance floor. Vanilla stuck close to one of the tables honestly feeling really stupid in her getup. She wanted to have fun but she of course felt like the skirt was too short in the back so she was constantly smoothing it down. Several people asked her to dance but she politely declined their offer.
She was headed to the restroom to make sure that her skirt wasn't too long for the millionth time. When she bumped into someone who had been walking towards the dance floor. She nearly knocked them both to the floor.
"Oh, I am so sorry I didn't mean to almost knock you down." She said raising her voice enough to be heard over the music.