Tonight, Rachel Is In Charge

So maybe I don't say anything at all. Maybe it's better not to run through all of it, to question any of it, to look the gift horse that is this any more in the mouth than I already have.

There will be a time for reflection, for introspection, but maybe tonight is about living in the moment instead.

"So where are we going again?" I ask, stumbling a little as I try to navigate in the heels that Rachel put me in.

"Movie night!" she feigns excitement without really feeling any of it, a sarcastic smile on her face, "Because school spirit! Because freshman support! Because it's on the itinerary with a big fat 'Mandatory' stamp next to it and we both know Kim will be on our ass if we don't show up."

"Which Kim," I mumble under my breath.

"Boy-Kim," she rolls her eyes, "He's the hardass. We both know girl-Kim is a push over."

So maybe the rumor about her and Blake had reached the ears of Rachel, but I swear it didn't come from me. I didn't have the time to outline any of that I was too busy obfuscating and trying to keep Rachel from realizing Blake's connection to my particular little incident at the club fair and spilling any secrets involving him would only have drawn suspicion on me. That plus honestly after he left me alone like that I wasn't exactly inclined to do anything to raise his esteem, and spreading a rumor that he'd managed to bed one of the two people in charge of our group would only boost his juvenile little ego.

And honestly I had my own troubles. At this point specifically I am having troubles with the costume that Rachel put me in.

When I squeal and reach out she catches me, helping me up as I teeter on what might as well have been stilts to me.

"Jesus," she laughs, "I mean if I had known you were such a lightweight I wouldn't have offered you a shot before we left the house."

"It's not the shot," I growl, "It's these shoes you've got me in. They've got to be half a foot tall at least!"

"They're two inches," she scoffs, "At most. You're just being a baby."

"Well I reserve the right to be one," I shoot back, "Some of us weren't born wearing heels."

She laughs, shrugging as she slips an arm around my waist, "Oh yes I forget, you're a farm girl. Riding horses and milking cows. Never had your hair out of pigtails. Never met a cowboy that you didn't spread your-"

"Easy girl," I growl, but I still have a smile on my face.

Still, I am pretty out of my depth here in every possible respect. And little wonder why, because Rachel had gone out of her way to make me someone to be envied tonight.

The heels were only the beginning. The little dress she had me in is so tight it feels like it is hugging every inch of my body except for the vast majority of it which is fully exposed. Halfway between gold and white, with something shiny all over the surface of it, it slips around my body and shows off a generous amount of cleavage that she had seen to emphasize with a tight fitting bra and some clever arrangement of my assets that I could still only barely make heads or tails of.

The end result is that I am gorgeous and well overdressed for a movie night in a field, but Rachel had dropped enough hints that I know she has plans for tonight, plans that center around me and this education of mine that she is planning to run concurrent to my real books and essays one.

I am in the dark about all of that, but honestly don't care. And that is half down to the fact that I trust her, well maybe a little less than half actually, but more importantly down to the fact that each step I take in this outfit makes me feel like I am going to bounce right out of it.

Which, of course, is entirely part of the point and part of the plan.

Whatever Rachel has in mind for tonight, it is going to be an endeavor for me. And one in which the flush of blush in my cheeks at the embarrassment of almost being exposed will only help to amplify the whole experience.

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