I hurried to put on my dress when I heard honking outside. Liv, my classmate and friend, was picking me up for the party tonight. I glanced at myself in the mirror.
The dress was black and reached mid-thigh. It had long, elegant sleeves, and it hugged my upper body perfectly. It was a wrap-around dress, so I could wear my holster and gun underneath it. I rarely went somewhere without it. The dress also had a plunged neckline that showed the top of my breasts, and the skirt was flowy and light. I only wore a little mascara and lipgloss, and my hair was put up in a slick high ponytail. I had to admit; I looked good.
When the honking sounded again, I put on my pumps and leaped out of the door, slamming it shut as I hurried to get outside. I waved at Liv when I got outside and got seated i
