Married At Seventeen

/-RILEY-/

“Are you sure we should be attending this party?” I ask, frowning at my dress. It's way too short and tight. I don't get what's so cool about this party Diane keeps whining about.

“Trust me, you're going to love it. For Christ's sake, Riley, You're not a nun. Stop acting like one” She groans and steps out of the dressing room looking so hot and slutty.

“Did you tell Dad about this?” I ask, feeling damn uncomfortable in the stupid dress.

“Are you fricking nine? We're sneaking out” She rolls her eyes.

Sneaking out? I cringe at the thought. I'm not really the party type, and I'm not sure I can do this either.

“What did you say is happening in this party again?” I ask, weighing my options.

I can stay back and have a good night sleep, or sneak out with my crazy stepsister and get into a lot of trouble.

Usually, Diane isn't the type to notice me or even try to be friendly. She ignores me and hangs out with her friends. Though this is totally absurd, I kind of like the fact that she wants to do something with me.

“You're going to meet a lot of cool, loaded guys. Pick one, get wasted, have fun and probably fuck him” She says strapping her heels.

I have a bad feeling about this. She touches up my makeup and smiles at me.

“Honestly, I never thought you could be so fucking hot. There's no need to be nervous, okay? It's totally safe. Besides, you don't want to look gullible before some of the richest men in San Francisco. Now wear a seductive smile and let's get the hell out of here” She says.

Sometimes I wish I could be as confident as she is. I mean she's totally badass and I'm…well just plain Riley. I follow her downstairs, and we meet a car outside. One of Diane's friends sticks out her head and waves at us. I followed her timidly to the car.

There are two guys in the car already, and I hate the way they stare at me.

“Little bitch. You didn't tell us Riley was this pretty” One of them says.

“Fuck off. She's got a date” Diane snaps.

I have a what? I stare at Diane and she winks. I guess she said it, so he would back off.

“Am I supposed to believe that? Riley's like the holy fucking Mary. I'm sure she's never been on a date before. I bet she's still a virgin” He says, and my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

Dianne chuckles, adding to my embarrassment. She glances at me and I glare. Soon, music blazes through the speakers, almost deafening me as the car comes to a stop.