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No, she was sure it was a disaster waiting to happen. When she got to her room she immediately texted Ava.

Bel: "Hey,"

Ava: "Hey!"

Bel: "Girl. You are not going to believe what I'm about to tell you."

Ava: "???"

Bel: "Yeah. Get this. My parents are going to Japan."

Ava: "WTF?"

Bel: "Oh it gets better."

Ava: "How Much Better?"

Bel: "Um. They are making me stay at Koya's house until they get back."

Ava: "😳😳😳"

Bel: "Yeah. Pleeeeeese help. Can you stay there with me? Plsssssss!🙏"

Ava: "Wait tho, what?!!! OMG Bel, wth?? How is this even happening?"

Bel: "I have no idea. 🤷🏼‍♀️ My mom thinks it's a good idea. She wouldn't even listen to me. I told her I wanted to stay with you and she was like nooo, Mrs. Kenchasi would have her feelings hurt and she said she has to go with dad this time for business to make it look good,"

Ava: "This is insane. Why can't you just stay at home?"

Bel: "ikr???"

Ava: "Oo I know. Tell your mom I'm gonna take you there and then when they leave, when r they leaving? I'll just take you back home. I mean what can they do? They'll be in Japan."

Bel: "idk, maybe. they leave tonight."

Ava: "Well I think that's what we should do."

Bel: "ok I'll text you back and let you know. K?"

Ava: "K."

Belicia threw her phone on the bed and began stuffing clothes in a pink duffle bag. Ava had a great plan and she was going to go for it. She might get in trouble but there was no way she was staying at Koya's house while they were living it up in Japan.

Her decision made she grabbed her things and stomped down the stairs going straight to her parents room.

"Mom, Ava's going to drive me to Mrs. Kenchasi's house, if that's okay. That way she'll know where to pick me up in the mornings."

Belicia's mom stared at her for a few moments and shrugged. "I guess that's fine dear. The address is on the message board by your dad's desk, but just make sure you get there tonight, Mrs. Kenchasi is expecting you."

"I will mom, thanks."

Belicia couldn't believe her good luck. She went right back upstairs and texted Ava to let her know.

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Belicia kissed her parents and hugged them goodbye. When the door closed behind them Belicia turned to Ava. "Omg, Ava! I can't believe I pulled that off!"

They jumped up and down in each other's arms. "Why Bel? It's not like they don't trust you."

"Yeah, that's what I'm worried about," Belicia kind of laughed.

"Oh piss on it Bel. You didn't really want to stay there did you!"

"Nooooo. Are you kidding me right now?"

"Good! Because you know what tonight is right?"

Belicia gave Ava a questioning look.

"Oh my god, Bel! Tonight is Cayde's movie night and you're going. Now come on. Let's go upstairs and see what we're going to wear!"

Ava ran right up the stairs to Belicia's room and she bounded after her. Maybe she could talk her out of this night.

Ava was already going through Belicia's closet.

"Are you sure we have to go, Ava, I haven't changed my mind honestly I never wanted to go-,"

"Oh no, you are going girl, we won't stay late I promise," Ava grabbed Belicia's hands. "Come on, I swear it's no big deal. His parents are going to be there Bel, there's no reason for you to be such a Grinch, now come on you have the cutest clothes!"

Belicia looked at Ava for several quiet seconds then threw up her hands. "Oh fine Ava," she huffed.

"Alright girl now we're talking! Come on, here's what I want you to wear."

Ava plucked a cute pair of jeans with thick white stitching down the legs, from its hanger and continued her search until she found what she was looking for. A white cotton corset top filled with little colorful flowers sewn into the fabric and tiny ruffles edges.

"I'm not wearing that Ava!"

"Yes you are and these sneakers," she said, handing her a pair of purple converse. "You're going to look adorable. Now get dressed and I'll do your hair!"

Belicia relented and as she got dressed Ava dug around in her backpack and pulled out a cute cotton stretch dress full of huge pink flowers. "Hey, can I wear a pair of your shoes?"

"Yeah of course," Belicia chirped, pulling the top over her head. It was tight, and smashed her breasts up higher than normal. She looked at herself in the mirror and grabbed a long sheer beach wrap over the top. It was long and floaty. Belicia turned around and, satisfied, then looked at Ava for her response.

She shrugged. "Yea, I guess," she nodded. "If that makes you feel comfortable then it's a go for me."

Belicia smiled. "Thanks."

Ava finished her outfit off with lace up boots and pulled on a cute little denim vest. They both shared the mirror and took some selfies which Ava secretly sent to Koya.

He immediately texted her back.

Koya: "She's coming tonight?"

Ava: "Yup," 👍🏼

Koya: "Awesome. Thanks Av,"

Ava: "Don't mess it up. I know you like her so be cool."

Koya: "Of course."

"Who are you texting Av?" Belicia tried looking over her friend's shoulder.

"Oh just Cayde. I was telling him we'd be there soon."

Belicia took a deep breath, and licked her lips. It wasn't that she didn't want to go, it was just these little party nights made her nervous. Deep down she wanted to be like everyone else but she admitted she did not do good with gatherings outside of school. They made her so uncomfortable.

Her mom said she had a control problem and sometimes Belicia thought she was right but the truth was she wasn't good with conversations.

That was the whole reason she joined the JROTC. It was a safe environment for her because there wasn't a lot of talking required.

Ava pulling her towards the bathroom snapped her from her silent musings. "Let's do your hair now."

Ava brushed her hair until it shone and then she styled it into two cute ponytails which she then twisted into two cute buns on either side of her head. Belicia did like it. Turning her head back and forth in the bathroom mirror while Ava straightened her hair and applied sparkly threads of silver tinsel throughout her dark mop of long hair.

They smiled at their expressions and headed downstairs.

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