Your alarm blared and you groaned as you **** yourself out of bed. It wasn't fair that school started so early. You set about getting ready, eating a quick breakfast and then heading back to your room to get dressed. You picked a new pair of jeans and had to admit that it was nice that they actually fit you. You pulled you bra back on, and then reached for your sweatshirt.
Then paused. Memories of your exchange with James the night before flashed through your mind, and your eyes drifted over toward the containers full of Ellie's clothes. James had commented that he liked Ellie's style. In other words, he liked that he could see her cleavage. That being said, if you went looking...
God, how fucked up were you that you were considering dressing up for your best friend in any sort of way. The sweatshirt was safe, comfortable. It didn't show any of your new curves off at all. One of those tops would certainly get attention if you decided to wear one. And, you could always wear the sweatshirt over it.
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