Sorry I missed a day! All this packing is giving me little time for much else x.x

“So what’s this guy like?” Tori asked.

“Well, he’s very nice, and social. He said he’s part of all three main social groups.” Kara said.

“Who is he? What’s his name?” Tori questioned. She was pretty social herself. She may know him.

“Miles..” Kara mumbled.

“OHMYLLAMA!” Tori exclaimed. “You caught the eye of Miles!!”

Kara flinched. “Uh..well I’m not sure I caught his eye. He just invited me to a party.”

Tori’s laughter rang out. “Miles doesn’t just invite any girl to a party.” Kara blushed. “So, next big question dear, what do you want to look like? Who do you want to be? I can make you anyone.”

Kara thought hard. She really did want to be a little more outspoken. More confident. She tugged on her bangs. “Uh, I guess…I want to be a more confident person. More of a rebel.” She said smiling. She wanted to feel the thrills she had only read about. Staying out late, doing what she felt when she felt. Not caring what every one thought.

Tori smirked. “Alright then girl, close your eyes. I’ll make you a rebel.”

“Wooooo girl! You look hot! Miles own’t even recognize you!” Tori exclaimed, standing back to look at her handiwork.

Kara shifted and looked into the mirror. “I don’t even recognize myself.” She mumbled.

“No, no, girl. If you wanna be confident you can’t mumble anymore. Raise your voice. You want other people to hear you. Hold your head up. Stop trying to hide behind your bangs, they’re not there anymore.” Tori smiled, moving Kara’s new dreads over her shoulder. “You are Kara Belle. Confident, beautiful, brave, Kara Belle.”

Kara took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” She said.

Tori smiled. “Good. Now lets go to that party!”

Kara walked in to the fraternity house and looked around. Within moments she caught Miles and saw him wave her over. Tori giggled and pushed her away. “I’ll be by the juice keg.” She whispered, then disappeared. Kara walked over to Miles. Her dress felt too short and her heels too high. She prayed she didn’t trip. He looked down at her as she stopped in front of him.

“Kara, you look different.” He said, looking down at his feet for a moment.

Oh no, he didn’t like it. “Uh, yea. Tori uhm…helped me get ready.” She said, trying her hardest not to mumble. Confident, beautiful, brave she repeated over and over trying to convince herself. She glanced up and met his eyes.

“Your eyes.” He said, reaching a hand towards her face. “I’ve never seen any so beautiful.”

Kara was sure her face was as pink as his wings. Her eyes weren’t anything special. They were a dull brown. “Th-thanks.” She whispered.

A crash brought the two out of their trance. “I uh, should go check on that.” Miles muttered, rushing off into the house. Kara took a deep breath. I need some juice she thought, weaving through the throng of people.’She found Tori being held up by some man while she drank straight from the juice keg. The man set her down and she filled up a cup. “Drink!” She shouted, thrusting the cup into Kara’s hands.

The juice wasn’t sweet, and she soon felt it taking it’s toll. Within a few cups she was having trouble knowing what she was doing. She stumbled at one point, swearing someone ran into her shoulder as they walked past. Instead of falling to the ground though she fell into someone’s arms.

Oh no. She thought. “M-miles.” She stammered.

“Woah there. Found the juice keg have you?” He asked with a smile.

He was holding her. She was fine now, but he still hadn’t let her go. He looked down at her and she swore she saw something in his eyes. Then she leaned in.

Their lips were touching. She felt him tense up a moment. Oh llama, this isn’t how she thought her first kiss would be. In a fraternity house, juiced, with some streaker’s clothes on the floor next to her and half the Uni to watch her rejection. She was about to pull away, the shock of it clearing her mind a little when she felt his arms snake around her.

He was kissing her back! He pulled her closer to him and she felt dizzy again. Of course then she began to freak out again. Oh llama. He must be drunk too! She thought, pulling away. “I-I’m sorry. I have to go.” She slurred, and rushed out the door. Her heels felt ten inches high as she stumbled out the door and down the stairs. She quickly hailed a taxi and promptly crashed in her dorm, not even bothering to change clothes.

Tori was going to have a field day in the morning when she heard about this.