The Art of Hockey(#2)

Sophia's P. O. V.
I walked with Dakota to her car my small legs shuffling to keep with her long strides.
"You want me to drive the car D, you seem pretty worn out?" I asked as we came up to it. She nodded her head and yawned crawling into the passenger's seat. I smiled as I came into the driver's seat knowing that she had worked long and hard and is now about to go to a party.
As we pulled up to her apartment we both silently got knowing that we had to get ready in a hurry if we didn't want to miss the best of the party. She took the first shower since she was surrounded arround a bunch of -hot- but sweaty hockey players. And I got my makeup done while waiting, lining my eye with cat eyeliner and covering the lid with gold tones to finish it up in a smokey sorta style.
As soon as Dakota was out of the shower I hopped right in getting to shaving and washing my hair. And I know who goes into the shower with a full face of makeup on, but I had mastered the art of washing without ending up looking like a soggy racoon. It took me about ten minutes to finish up my wash and when I got out I could see D straightening her hair in her bedroom. I smiled seeing as she looked beautiful with full red lips and a smokey-ish eye makeup.
Quickly I rolled my hair up into some rollers as I moisturized and got my outfit picked out. I blowed dry the last of my wet strands and viola, crazy ginger hair was now under control and in beautiful curls. I might say myself that I was very proud of my work. Grinning I slipped on my bright red dress that had thick straps a sweetheart cut and stopped mid thigh with a flowing touch. I figured the red would go with my own velvet red lips I had took the time putting on. I finished the look with a pair of velvet black stilettos that had a strap around the foot. My five foot one frame now almost reaching Dakota's. I smiled and started out the room when I remebered something.
"I knew I was missing something!" I grinned to myself as I slipped a gold chained bracelet onto my wrist and walked to see Dakota waiting for me.
"You look absolutley stunning." I praised her and she did her dark brown hair fell over her shoulders in a beautiful straight form. Her fit body clad in a black lacey dress and all black vans as her shoes, since she was way to tall to wear heels.
She giggled, "Shall we go." she asked her elbow sticking out as she faced the door.
I giggled back, "We shall." I latched my arm around hers and we walked to her car.
And as we drove to the club my mind couldn't help but drift to James' handsome face, I bit my lip and secretly hoped he'd want to hang out with me tonight.

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