Lily’s POV:
“I told you guys, I feel fine with my clothes,” I whined repeatedly as we entered Leah’s room.
“You don’t wear—” Leah looked at me from head to toe and pointed at my clothes, “that to the party. It looks too plain and simple, ugh.” She flipped her hair away from her face and opened her huge dresser.
I looked at my tattered jeans and my plain dark blue shirt. Then, nodded to myself saying, “Exactly. That’s what I’m going for—plain and simple.”
“Girl, stop being so demure,” Leah said while shuffling though her dresser and Jenny nodded in agreement as she continued eating her cookies.
“I’m not!” I defended.
“Whatever. Here, try this one.” Leah handed me a white laced dress with ¾ sleeves and motioned me towards her bathroom.
“This looks a bit formal,” I
