The flying halter yellow sundress landed right in the middle of Ella and Eddie which made the couple exchange a look.
Ella picked up the dress and examined it remembering exactly the last time she had seen Jenifer wear it. It had hugged her curves exactly and gave her average sized breast a huge push, but Jen had complained that it was too tight. A pink mini-dress came out next.
"What's wrong with this one?" Ella held it up.
Jen's head appeared in the doorway of her closet and she narrowed her eyebrows as she tried to remember the reason for not liking that particular dress.
"Oh yeah, I never liked pink. You know that."
Ella rolled her blue eyes. "Then why the hell did you buy it?"
"If I remember exactly," came her friends muffled voice from deep inside the closet, "You gave it to me as a birthday gift."
"It was a Christmas gift actually."
A light blue spaghetti strap knee length dress with white polka dots landed on Ella's head.
"Seriously," she complained, tugging it off, "What the hell is all this fuss about. You still haven't told me where you were going. And besides, this dress is perfect on you with those white sandals with the blue bows."
Jen came out and scrutinized the dress closely, turning it around in her hands and narrowing her eyes searching for the tiniest imperfection. She shrugged after a while and laid it on the bed, picking up all the other garments that were strewed across the room and disappeared into her closet again.
"Jen were are you going?" Ella called after her.
She came back again and sat on the edge of the bed, next to Ella and took her friend's hands into hers. "Now Ariella, i'm going to tell you something and i'm begging you not to freak out. Please."
Ella's face twisted into confusion then her eyes widened. "Are you moving out? Please dont move out Jen!"
"I'm not moving out." Jen struggled to raise her voice over her friend's panicking one who let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God. Dont ever scare me like that."
"Ella, tomorrow we shall be going on the set of a movie where I will most likely be meeting celebrities and famous directors. I would like it if you came with me." Jen said slowly and calmly, flinching towards the end of her sentence waiting for Ella's reaction.
But it never came. She sat and stared at Jenifer, bare face, looking as though she was in a completely different world. Eddie waved a hand in front of her face, but she didn't blink.
"Ella are you okay?" He asked with concern in his voice.
A loud blood chilling scream erupted in the room and Ella was on her feet out the room and somewhere in another part of her voice yelling at the top of her voice, "Why the fuck didn't you tell me? Do you think that its funny to tell me this late?" There was a ruffling sound of Ella going through her closet. "I have nothing to wear! Its too late to go to the mall because I wont be able to get the perfect outfit in only a day! Jenifer I hate you so much. I bet Hannah Poe is gonna be there. Oh My God! I'm going to see Hannah Poe!" Then she started her screaming again.
Jen turned to Eddie who was looking at her. "Who is Hannah Poe?" She asked.
"A celebrity." Eddie rolled his eyes
"I take it that you dont like her very much."
"She's a damn whore." He raised his voice over Ella's shouting over what to wear. "Is she always like this?"
Jenifer nodded. "Sadly, yes. But she's fun anyway."
"I dont doubt it. So what do we do now?"
"She'll find something soon enough. You hungry?"
"Starved."
"Lets go see what there is to eat."
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The next morning at exactly 6:30am, Jenifer got up, slightly nervous. After taking a long shower, she bounced down the stairs to the kitchen where Ella was in her robe, on the phone, a pen in her hand, taking down some kind of information.
"Morning." Jen whispered, making her way over to the fridge and opening it up to see nothing.
"We're out of food." Ella said unnecessarily, one hand covering the phone.
"But I bought food last Friday!"
"But not alot. We need food pronto. You got any cash?"
"No. I dont get paid till Saturday again, you know that."
Ella put down the phone and let out a very loud groan. "The mortgage is due."
"Didn't we pay that?"
"Not according to the phone call I just got. We got two weeks to pay it."
