The Luna

Jasmine Forbes's point of view.

Sometimes you have to let life turn you upside down, so you can learn how to live, right side up. We should never regret anything that has happened in our life. It cannot be changed, undone, or forgotten. So we should consider it as a lesson learned and move on. Well, everything happens for a reason. Is not it?

Everything happens for a reason. No matter how hard things seem to be, there is always a reason for them. Some days you'll find yourself thinking that things will never get better, but things can turn around overnight and are back on track. Hard times can make you feel stronger and they can help create the person you are trying to be.

I believe that everyone was born because they had something good to bring to the world. Whether there were a million good activities brought or he or she did something bad and good laws were created from it, he/she was brought into this world for a special reason. I believe I was brought into the world to help make the world around me more peaceful.

I have a heart open to helping anyone feel welcome and to befriend anyone who is in need of a true friend.

I walk out of the bathroom and as I step into my bedroom as I continuously struggle to pull down the tight black lace dress which is hugged tightly with my body and barely even covers up my butt.

I do not know, why the hell people wear such uncomfortable dresses for the party. Party actually means fun na, then shouldn't people wear comfortable PJs. If on any day I will be the one to throw a party, I won't even care about the dress code and will ask the people to wear whatever they want. Well, whom am I to kid? Me, throwing a party is an unnatural combination.

Moving ahead, Son of the Beta Joel is throwing a grand party for the pack
members.

To be honest, I was not planning to attend this so called grand party but my best and only friend, Crystal with no doubt with her emotional drama has made me change my decision.

Now, with no further question here I am in front of the mirror in my room getting ready for the party.

Not only did she convinces me to go to the party but also helped me to get this piece of clothing to wear since my clothes are not as per the party dress code. More like, ugly. Yeah, that's what it was referred to as by her.

The dress that she has provided me, is kind of inflexible that it is looking like a second skin of my body.

Sure, It is capable of showing off the curves I never knew I had, and boobs which I liked to keep hidden in hoodies and baggy shirts but this dress, it can be seen clearly. It felt more like they could pop out of the dress any second. To whom am I kidding? Thanks to the plunging neckline of the dress. Let me give you a brief description of the dress. It is a simple but revealing shiny black dress which is quite normal for the parties but I am feeling a bit self-conscious in it. I decided to confront Crystal one more time about the dress.

"Crystal, I can't wear this piece of cloth. No, never. I am looking like a hooker. People at the party might think that I am inviting them for sex." I say while groaning as I storm towards the other side of my room so that I will be directly in front of her. She is sitting on my bed while scrolling through her phone, probably texting her mate. I rolled my eyes in sadness while thinking about them. I am happy for them but every time I think about them, I kind of feel lost for my future. 

They both met, last year on her 19th birthday. Crystal is older than me by a year and is way prettier. She has long blonde hair which usually comes down to her mid-back with long bangs in the front which are usually swept to the side. Her eyes are a warm brown color unlike my own unique bright emerald green ones but dull. Crystal has a long tanned leg while the curves are in the right places with cheekbones and the most beautiful feature of her is her height. She is tall. On the other hand, I am short with no curves (except in this revealing dress). I am pale and my cheekbones are practically nonexistent. I am not one to be noticed but definitely, she is.

"Who is this?" She asks and casually looks at me and then again on her phone. It took her a while to get the moment. The moment, she becomes aware of the fact that I am standing in front of her. she gasps and jumps to her feet while grinning widely at me. She checks me out from the bottom to the top and then puts her hand on the left side of her chest dramatically. She sighs and at last, comes up with the comment.

"Gosh, babe you look sexy until your neck. Smile, please. They do not charge fees for the same. The gorgeous and damn hot look is spoiled because of your sunken face." She remarks while folding her hands in front of her chest in a crisscross while huffing and looking at me seriously.

I smile, more like showing her my whole set of teeth as a taunt for her remark. She exclaims as she tugs me over to the floor-length mirror, in the other corner of my room.

"I look like a hooker." I assert while looking at the image on the mirror of both of us, which was in a true sense beautiful.

"Nah babe, you are not. Trust me, you are looking damn attractive. What do you know, you might have a chance to meet your mate." She says excitedly while trying to get me excited for the party.

"Me and mate? Stop kidding." I remark at her failed attempt while she stands beside me and admires us both in the reflection. She is dressed in a kind of similar outfit to mine. 

The only difference between my dress and hers is the color. Her dress is of navy blue color with sparkle effect and has one shoulder strap, unlike mine which has none.

"Okay fine, I agree with you. You are a hooker but at the same time you are a hot hooker." She says lightly as she nudges me on my shoulder. My eyes seemed to pop the most due to
the cat-eye-style eye makeup, Crystal had done for me while my long brown locks were pulled back into a half up half down hairstyle with the ends curled. Doing people's hair is one of my talents. I could do most hairstyles to perfection and make sure it suits the one wearing them.

I was the one who did my hair as well as Crystal's hair. I simply did a waterfall style in her hair and curled it while she did her makeup at first and then put some on my face. Not to mention, my ugly face. 

The only accessory I was wearing was my great-grandmother's locket as I am not a big fan of a lot of accessories. I prefer them, small and unique. It was silver and had amazing, intricate designs engraved on the case. 

"Here," Crystal says while handing me a pair of black heels.

"Not too high but not too low either. It will go perfectly with your outfit." She further said in a strict voice mentioning that there is no room for more discussion. I sigh and reluctantly take the outstretched shoes before I slip them onto my feet.

"Oh my god, I do not want to cry and ruin my makeup. My love, you are so beautiful." She says dramatically.

"Oh yeah, I guess you missed a word in your sentence. What about a beautiful hooker? Now it is well complimenting my look." I say and turned towards the other side to look in the mirror one more time.

"Come on, we are going to knock each and every man there, dead. I still can not believe you agreed to come." She says happily with a little squeal at the end.

"First, Does the mate know of your plan of knocking men dead in the party. Second, I didn't agree. I can call the plan of the party off even now. You are the one who actually forced me to come. It was more like a blackmail and as far as I know, that is not the meaning of agreeing. Want to check the meaning in the dictionary? I can help you with that as well as I will be very glad to help you." I assert and end the whole dialogue in a high pitched voice.

"Nah, Not required." She mumbled back.

"Now, that's called saving your own ass from humiliation." I taunt her back, and then an idea clicked in my mind.

"Listen na, there's still time. We can avoid that big boring party and can crash directly on the bed. What about your favorite movie and a big bucket of our favorite flavored ice creams? Isn't it sounding interesting? Let's go." I say, trying hard to get her to convince for the "cancel party and crash at home" plan. I am like "mentally having cross fingers in both of my hands". I even blink both of my eyes repeatedly while making a cute face towards her. She looks at me while narrowing her eyes. 

A few moments passed, but she didn't speak at all. Not even a single word. There she is, standing and looking at me with a void of emotions face. More like a serious look. I decide to take the matter into my hand and to try further more. 

"Thank you so much, Crystal. Let's go, put off our dresses and spend the night in peace. You put the movie and I will order our favorite food and ice creams." I say while squealing in excitement, and guessing her answer as "okay, fine." I saunter towards the inside of my room, patting myself on my back for the victory. Just when I was about to take a few more steps, she pushed me back with her hand. 

"No, and no means no." She says. 

"Please, at least.." I say and wanted to say more but she cut me off in the middle strictly. 

"Didn't you hear what I said? I said, no. End of discussion." She says and pulls me out of the room with her. More like dragged me, locks the gate, and puts the key in her little purse. She waves a dismissive hand in an attempt to say that now, I am not left with any choice other than to attend the party. 

"...and yeah, I forced you or maybe blackmailed you as well. Whatever, I do not give a fuck about it as at last you still agreed for it. It might not have been willingly but you still agreed to come and as your one and only best friend, it is kind of my duty to motivate you for good cause. Now, do not accuse me, I am innocent." She adds and shows me one of her million dollar smiles with teeth as she walks from the hallway to the front gate of my house, leaving me behind to stumble after her in these killer heels.

Fuck you, Crystal. 

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