A Wit a Day Keeps the Tough Girl Away

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Chapter 16 || Mirror, Mirror On The Wall, I Don't Look Like Cabbage At All.

Although I initially had an extremely bad feeling, the math test went better than expected. Seems like that tutoring and Jana’s additional help really start to pay off. However, chances are that I screwed up, despite of the good feeling I had during writing the test.

Standing in front of my closet, I was debating with myself which dress to wear for the special occasion since the gala was starting in three hours and I barely managed to shower an hour ago.

Kyle and Sofía said they were going to pick me up half an hour before it commences since we have to drive all the way through Cherry Blossom to get to Jayla’s house.

I’m not very fond of the fact that I have to enter this huge mansion filled with a lot of horrid memories, although I should have known that it will take place at hers since that building is definitely capable of competing against the palace of Versailles.

Groping my way through the coloured pieces of cloth, I found two dresses which were perfectly adequate to were at an occasion like this. The first one was a wine red one.

The top of it was tight with short sleeves and high-cut so that no cleavage was shown at all. The bottom was loosely hanging down my body, merely stopping above my knees.

I looked at mirror and was quite satisfied with how I looked but I don’t know if ‘quite satisfied’ is enough for me. Turning around several times to examine every inch of that dress on my body, my sister Emma suddenly burst in my room.

“Hey, I wanted to ask you if-”

Emma’s gaze went up and down on my, scrutinizing me thoroughly. “Hm.“, she uttered, looking rather unimpressed.

“Wow, thank you for the complement. I couldn’t have said it better myself.“, I said sarcastically, turning my head to her.

“Oh no.“, she snapped out of her thoughts. “You don’t look bad, it’s just I think that the black dress would be better.”

“I don’t know.“, I said hesitantly.“I think the black dress is a little to daring, that one bears more of an understated elegance.”

She blinked at me a few times. “Understated elegance ? Who are you and what have you done with my sister ?”

“Honestly, Emma this is an important event and I can’t go there, being dressed like a hooker.“, I said seriously.

The dress looks pretty decent and I’m fine with just getting through the evening as low-key as possible.

“Okay, Jessica, first of all.“, she raised her index finger. “Just because you don’t look like a nun, it doesn’t mean you look like a hooker and that dress does by no means contribute to that look. Second of all, I get that you want to impress everyone by showing them how you have changed and everything but that doesn’t mean you are also obliged to change who you are. Let me ask you question, Jessie. Do you really feel comfortable in that dress ?”

Tentatively, I looked back into the mirror, preparing a believable answer for Emma but the more I looked at my reflection, the more peculiar I felt.

“Honestly, I look like red cabbage.“, I looked down on myself and Emma was roaring with laughter. “Yeah, I see it now too.”

“I believe that the best way to impress someone is by staying who you are and being comfortable with yourself. I mean, okay, you weren’t a good friend to Alex in the past years, but there is a reason he likes, or even loves you. He likes you because of the confident and caring person you are and not because you dress like Little Red Ridinghood. He doesn’t want you to change who you are but wants you to become nice person who you were before that whole thing started.“, she drew closer to me and gave me a hug.

“You can be nice and dress like a badass, you are not forced to choose, ever. You never cared about what other people think of you except for the people you love, then why start now ? Just have fun. Everything will be fine.“, she pulled out of the hug, looking at me with a half smile.

“You are right. I’ll try the black dress on.”

Struggling with getting out of the dress, I eventually managed to free myself from it and took the black dress out of closet.

This dress was also above knee-length but tight all the way down. It had long lace sleeves which were decorated with a rose pattern and partly transparent. The top of the dress was showing a little cleavage but not too much to my it obscene. I must say looked pretty good.

“Girl, now we’re talking.“, Emma said cheerfully, looking like a proud mom whose child was about go to prom. “You look amazing, really.“, I grinned at her like child.

“So, what do you wanted to ask me ?“, I questioned her, changing back into normal clothes.

“Huh ? Oh, yeah. Uhm, I have a date tomorrow and I wanted to ask you if you could watch over Max since dad has to work all night.“, she finally spoke out after plenty of hemming and hawing.

“Don’t tell me it’s Julian who called you in the middle of the night because he wanted to have sex with you ?“, my mouth hung open at the thought of Emma going out with Julian again.

They dated for a while until she realized that he is the personification of jealousy, totally harmless, but such an idiot, nevertheless. They had some arguments which weren’t severe just really funny and ridiculous.

One incidents which falls within the category of things more precious than I could have ever imagined: Julian was furious because Emma’s Sims husband apparently looked exactly like her ‘ex’ Leon.

I almost died from wheezing because I laughed so hard when she told me about that.

“No, it’s not him. Actually, it’s Leon.”

Thank God, the genetic make-up of my nieces and nephews is saved.

“Wow, I’m so happy for you. How did that happen ?“, I pretended to be surprised since Emma would have killed me if I had told her that I took a tiny part in that.

“You can stop your little play. Leon told me that you two talked about me.”

“I love you. Please don’t kill me.“, I covered my face with my hands, ready to face her wrath.

“I won’t.“, she chuckled. “I’m glad you did because I realized how much I had missed him during our conversation. Truthfully, I never thought that I would see him again. I must say that I was annoyed by you and Alex taking so much time to get together and that you were so caught upon him, but when I talked to Leon everything that happened came back and I started to understand you on so many levels.”

“But now.“, she changed the topic. “We need you to get ready for the gala so that you can hit Jayla in her face with your radiant beauty and confidence.”

“Alright.“, I said. “Let’s get this party started.”

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