Taking Chances

Chapter Two

**the song for this chapter is Little Numbers by BOY.  Go ahead and start it now :)***
"I swear to God, if you don't sit still I am going to burn all of your hair off... on purpose," Lizzie threatens.  

I squirm in my chair.  "Sorry, I've just been sitting here for twelve hours," I exaggerate.  I've really only been letting Lizzie do my hair for about thirty minutes, but it still feels like an eternity.  

"There," Lizzie claps, "Done."

I look at my hair.  It fell past my shoulders in long brown waves, looking way better than it would have if I had done it myself.

"You can go ahead and thank me," Lizzie smirks as I stand up and adjust the bottom of my black tank top.

"Thank you," I tell her.

"No problem," she runs a hand through her own red hair.  She gives me a look.

"What?"  I ask.

"Nothing.  It's just, you look kind of hot," Lizzie giggles.

I roll my eyes.  

"I'm serious," she says.  "Every guy in there will be looking at you.  I doubt anyone will even offer to get me a drink."

"Lizzie, stop being stupid, you look amazing," I tell her honestly.

Lizzie had tamed her curls to lay flat, making her look older in many ways.  Her black eyeliner made her brown eyes look mysterious and sexy.  And the dress she was wearing, although it rested just above her knee, was low cut and really showed off her boobs.

I, on the other hand, was wearing a long black tank top with a white bow on the back, and dark jeans.  Not nearly as daring as Lizzie's black dress.  

"I still can't believe you're actually going!"  Lizzie squeals.  

"Me neither," I respond.  

We head back into my bed room and Lizzie grabs her clutch.

"Ready?"  She asks.

"As I'll ever be."

***Author's Note:  Hey guys!  I know this chapter is short.  Sorry bout that.  Anyway.  Be sure to comment and suggest this and Invisible to your friends.  I still can't believe how popular Invisible is.  Seriously, you guys rock.****