Not Just Another Cliché

•Emily's date outfit•

Saturdays oh Saturday's. Where would we be without Saturday's?

Well I wouldn't be lying in bed in an oversized hoodie which belongs to Casey and a pair of shorts with my hair in the messiest of messy buns.

But I'm in the privacy of my own home, alone.

Home- where I can look ugly and don't care because nobody will see me.

Or so I thought.

I quickly jump up when I hear rattling downstairs.

Nobody should be home.

I turn over and pick up my phone checking the time which reads 10:03.

Mom went to work at 6am. Dad isn't gonna be home until 5 tonight and Liv stayed in Megs last night.

Nobody should be downstairs.

I quickly knock on Caseys bedroom window and see him jump up quickly and I'm so scared that I don't even react to his pretty much naked body.

"What's going on Emily?" He asks groggily.

"Somebody's downstairs." I whisper.

"You have 3 more family members."

"And one is in your house and the other 2 are in work. Please help me Case."

He quickly crosses the window and grabs a baseball bat from the corner of my room.

Just before he reaches the door, the door swings open and I see Holly holding a tray with breakfast on it and a big smile.

"Good morning." She sings.

"Holly? Are you crazy? How are you in my house?"

"You're spare key is under Caseys mat. I'm your best friend Em, I knew that."

"Okay. But that doesn't explain why you are here?"

"I thought I'd be a nice friend and make you breakfast in bed. What's the big de-" she suddenly spots Casey and she smirks.

"Oh sorry, was I interrupting something. I'll leave you two to it." She says placing the tray on the bed.

"No no no no, nothing happened. I heard noise and I asked Casey for help."

"I'm gonna go back asleep." Casey says crossing back over the window.

Once he was gone, I yell at Holly.

"Holly are you mental. Way to make things awkward and don't get me started about breaking into my house before 11am in the morning." I rant.

"Correction, I didn't break in I entered without full permission. But if you don't want people coming into your house uninvited," she begins and I sigh, tilting my head and closing my eyes ready to say what I've heard so many times already.

"Don't leave it under Caseys mat." We both say in unison.

"Good now let's get to the reason why I'm here."

"Which is why exactly?" I ask lying back down.

"It's Saturday. Your date with Jamie is today."

"It's bad enough I had to cancel my pizza date with Alex last night, I'm not in the mood for ruining somebody else's weekend." I say groggily.

"Yeah and that was pretty mean. Seth's cousin is dating Alex's best friend and she said that Alex was heart broken. She said he liked you Emily. You better have rescheduled."

"I know. I called him after the game and said that tomorrow wasn't a good day and I'd have to take a rain check. He seemed cool so I didn't think it was that disappointing."

"He's a dude Em, he can't cry and beg."

"Big boys don't cry."

"Anyway, away from the sad topic. What are you wearing tonight with Jamie?" She asks.

I sit up and throw my messy bun into a half ponytail style.

"Um, I was thinking jeans and a sweater." I sigh.

"Wrong." She says making a buzzing sound making me flinch since I'm still half asleep.

"U will be wearing this." She says as she steps out of my room for a second and then back in holding a dress bag.

She opens it and sings a "tu-dah".

My eyes widen and I jump out of the bed and over to the skinny/thin fabric.

"Holly Nadia Collins." I gasp.

"Don't tell me you wear this you slut."

"Thanks best friend." She says sarcastically.

"No I mean it's cute and all that but I'm not barbie." I say staring at the black lace play suit with a slit down the chest revealing some of your cleavage.

"Well it's yours and your wearing it tonight."

"No way. No way. Are you crazy?"

"Why not? You have the body for it. Your beauty won't last forever Em."

"And neither will I if you make me wear this in public. Talk about social suicide."

"Social suicide? More like social boost. Let me tell you, if you wore this out, you would not have any trouble with Amber whatsoever."

"I don't care what kind of benefits this will have. You would be lucky if I wore a dress at all, so don't push it." I say.

"Perfect. I know what dress you could wear." She says going back into the hallway and pulling out another bag.

She pulls out an all too familiar dress and I open my mouth in shock.

"You like?"

"Yes and I also did when I bought it. Because it's my dress." I say snatching it from her hold.

"Must have forgotten to give it back." She says and I 'uh-huh' her sarcastically.

"I'll wear it. But I'm doing my make up, what am I saying? I'm not wearing any."

"Fine but I'm doing your hair." She insists.

"Yeah, sure you are?" I nod.

***
I walk out of my bathroom as I brush my teeth.

"My oh my. Look at you." Holly says.

I look down at the dress I'm wearing and smile. The dress really is cute.

It's a simple but cute dress that you could wear to the beach or just casual or in this case, a date.

I notice my phone buzz on my bed and I run over to it.

It's from Jamie.

Jamie: I forgot to tell you, don't worry about getting dressed up. Jeans will be perfect :)

"Who's that?" Holly asks me.

"It's Jamie. He told me to wear something comfy."

"Back to jeans and cons so." I smile.

I run into my bathroom after quickly choosing jeans and a cropped tee.

I check the clock and it shows I still have 1 hour until I meet Jamie.

The light blue jeans I'm wearing are skinny and have a rip at the knee and I fold them up at the bottom. I join them with a grey sweater that is baggy and cropped. It has strings coming from it and I add my white low converse to finish the look.

My natural wavy hair is kept loose except I have a red bandana wrapped around my head.

"You look hot." Holly says.

"Thank you. You wanna go down and watch some TV. I still have less than an hour." I say.

Holly walks to my bed and picks up her bag and throws it over her shoulder.

"I'd love to but I can't. You're not the only one with a date." She winks.

"Holly Nadia." I chuckle.

"Later." She says walking out my door.

"Later." I call after her.

I throw myself on my bed and begin playing with my phone before I get bored and go downstairs and watch reruns of 'That 70's Show'.

About 15 minutes later, my front door bursts open.

"Yo!" The familiar voice says.

"In here." I call.

Casey sits down beside me and lifts my legs from where he is sitting now and instead places them on his legs.

"Wanna get dinner?" He asks.

"I can't right now. I've a date."

"Oh yeah. With Jamie." He sighs.

"He's one of your best friends. Why did you say his name with such venom in your voice?" I question.

"Because I'm hungry and I'm not going to a restaurant on my own."

"Oh please. As if you don't have a hundred girls lining up to go to dinner with you."

"Your right. I'll go call one of them." He says standing up and placing my legs back down gently.

I cant lie and say that didn't hurt but I did pretty much spoon feed him the idea. What was I to expect?

"Or...." He begins.

"Or what?" I ask wearily.

"Or maybe Jamie wouldn't mind me joining you two." He suggests.

"Um, I don't know what to say about that. You're better of texting Jamie."

"Ah he won't mind. Let me get dressed. I'll be 10 minutes." He says running out of my house.

Uh-oh.

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A/N

Oh Casey, third wheel much?

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~Maddie X