Jennifer luckily drove me home, and my mother didn't need to play the taxi service for the second time today. Having arrived at my house the first thing I did was shower.  I tried to get the horse smell out of my hair. Afterwards I grabbed something to eat while I texted my best friend, Aline. Every time I needed help I could count on her - and so could she.

"I really need ur help" I texted her. It took minutes before there were two ticks at the right side of my message.  I became very nervous after she didn't response me immediately. It was only two hours until I had to meet up with Jennifer again. This meant no endless time for answering.

Whilst taking another few bites of my sandwich I scrolled through my Instagram feed. For distraction but it didn't work as well as expected. Still I checked my messages every minute however she hadn't answered me yet. It stressed me out a lot. Since not knowing when and if Aline would answer, I tried to do everything possible without deciding what to wear. Brushing my teeth, cleaning my dirty fingernails, packing my back,... I had talked to Jennifer and she offered me to sleep at hers. Very nice of her because my mother didn't like driving in the middle of the night. Also, we were more independent this way because we could leave whenever Jenny wanted to. Yes, it wasn't my decision, really. But I was extremely glad that she even took me with her.

Many minutes later I received a message from Aline saying that she was sorry and she was asking what I needed her help for. I explained the whole story briefly summed up to her and told her that I didn't know what to wear. Aline quickly understood the situation and helped me finding the perfect outfit. So she gave me a video call.

"I think you should wear this pink top and those laced up jeans", she recommended. "Are you sure? Isn't it too bitchy?" I worried. Aline thought for a moment, then she said: "I know I've never been at a party like this but what do you imagine the people there to wear? Their riding pants?" she laughed, "of course not!" Everybody is gonna be styled up! I wasn't a 100% sure with this outfit because it showed a lot of skin. Aline, who couldn't believe my struggles, made a suggestion. "Try it on, you'll see." 

When I returned into Aline's screen her mouth opened wide. "Oh my gosh, you look gorgeous!", she screamed excitedly "Beyoncé is that you?!" I blushed. Aline was more than happy with my outfit but now I had to convince myself. Insecure I took a glimpse in the mirror and what I saw was just... Incredible. I adored the outfit from the first second on and I couldn't take my eyes away.

"Hey" Aline laughed and waved with her hands. At first I totally did not notice her but then I walked over to my mobile. "Are you so shocked?" I nodded because I couldn't speak anymore. "What shoes do you want to wear?", Aline interrupted me. I hadn't thought about shoes yet and I was worried that I wouldn't find matching ones. "I only have one pair of high heels", I answered concerned. What if not finding the perfect shoes would destroy my look?! I started to hyperventilate. "Oh God, it's gonna be a desaster! I don't have shoes!" I cried "my life is ruined!" "Wait. You once wore metallic shoes to school? What about them?" she suggested. Immediately I stopped crying. I had completely forgotten about those ones! Quickly I ran down in the basement to search in of hundred boxes after exactly these shoes. It was like finding a needle in a haystack. Almost impossible!

I had almost lost hope when I saw the metallic shimmer in the other corner of the room. Cheerfully I went over there and took them out of the box. I carried them in the entrance and walked upstairs to continue talking to Aline. "Got them. Now, what about hair and make-up?"

Aline thought for a second then she said: "I assume you shouldn't wear a lot of make-up. Maybe some mascara and a lipgloss, nothing too heavy. Your outfit is notably enough. Hair? I'd curl it. But not too much. Beachwaves maybe?" I completely agreed with her and decided to put a nice transparent pink lipgloss on. Curling my hair was another challenge and I had to call after my moher for help. After explaining my wishes to her she tried to transponse it as well as possible. When I presented my final look to Aline she was thrilled: You're gonna stagger Tim. He'll be shocked!" Yes, hopefully...