Chapter 47: Clubbing

**Michelle**


“Club, really? I’m not interested,” I said immediately. “You know I’m not a fan of that. I don’t go to such place. That is out of my comfort zone,” i protested, quite angrily.

“Comfort zone? You’ve got to let loose, baby girl. How do you want to find a man for yourself? Or don’t tell me you expect your Prince Charming to come to your door and knock? Michelle, you’ve got to enjoy your life for Christ sake! You are still young, so enjoy your youth,” she said, passionately.

“I don’t know, Evelyn.” I was lost at what to do, knowing everything she said was right. I am still young yet I feel so old like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. I’m supposed to be enjoying my youth and doing things young people would, but my parents deprived me of that.

“Please, Michelle. Just this once, okay?” She gave me the puppy eyes, blinking her eyelashes rapidly. She looked ridiculous.

“Okay. I will go,” I said finally relenting. A single trip won’t do me any harm, right?

“Yay! I love you so much. Let’s go get ready.” She clapped, as we existed the car.

“Just this once, Evelyn,” I warned.

“Yes, yes.”

She unlocked the door, pulling me into the house. We dashed into her, and she sat me in the bed.

“Huh….I didn’t bring clothes for this, I mean I don’t have clothes fitting for a club, and you don’t expect me to wear this there, right?” I said, staring at her. I could use this opportunity to back out.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you are trying to do, Michelle. Don’t worry, I’ve got everything prepared.” She said, narrowing her eyes at me, before turning to leave for the closet.

“You sure prepared well for this,” I muttered.

“I heard that, Miss,” Evelyn said as she emerged from the closet. “There is no use backing out now. Go take a shower,” she threw a baby pink towel at me. I dropped my bag off on the bed and went into the bathroom to have a bath. I pulled off my clothes, leaving me completely bare, placed the clothes and towel on the sink and went under the shower stand, opening it immediately.

“This is so refreshing,” I mumbled, enjoying the cold water on my body. Soon, I was done with bathing. I wrapped the fluffy towel around my body, my clothes in my left hand and existed the bathroom.

“I think you were going to sleep there. Get cleaned up. That is a new set of pant and bralette. Wear them. I would be back soon,” she said, dashing into the bathroom in a long grey bathrobe. I dried off my body. What she called a pant was a g-string, and the bralette was made of lace.

“What in the world is the flimsy piece of material which can barely cover anything?” I frowned. I had no choice than to wear it. I can’t wear back my old pant, but I was tempted too.

I placed them on, and wrapped the towel back, occasionally adjusting the g-string. Evelyn came out soon enough, dried her body, and but on the robe.

“Why are you frowning your face?” She asked, staring at me as she pulled me forward and sat me on the dressing chair.

“What that piece of clothing that can barely cover anything?” She laughed at my words.

“It’s called g-string, babe. Now let’s do your make up, and make you unrecognizable.”

“I don’t want heavy makeup, Evelyn,” I warned.

“Just leave it to me, babe, and you will be wowed. Now stop talking.”

Bringing out her makeup box, she started poking, twisting my face at every few minutes.

“I’m done!” She finally announced. “Woah, Michelle. You look so beautiful and I want to marry you!” She said, staring at me, before moving away from the mirror. My mouth hung open as I stared at myself. I couldn’t believe this was me. I felt lie I was in the body of another human. I was so beautiful, and Evelyn wasn’t exaggerating this time around.

“Wow!” I mumbled, unable to divert my eyes from myself.

“Yeah right.” She blew kisses at me. “Let me do mine. The red cloth is yours,” she pointed at the cloth I didn’t see before, and I walked towards it.

I picked it up to check it out. It was a black short gown made with silk, with slits at each side. Pulling off my towel, I put it on. It felt like glue on my body, bringing out my curves and shape. It reached my thighs, at least I was able to cover my butt and breast, but I still felt naked. I didn’t wear clothes like this.

“What the actual fuck, Michelle?” Evelyn cursed. “I mean I know you have a nice figure like this which you keep hiding under baggy clothes, but this is just wow. The red goes with your pale color. I’m sure you are going to turn some heads when we get there,” Evelyn said proudly, making me blush, but the makeup covering it she put on her clothes. Hers was black, but in similar styles.

She looked like a walking goddess too. “You look so beautiful, Evelyn,” I complimented, collecting the shoes she handed to me. Hers was red, while mine was black. It was a low heel, and I was fine with that. I didn’t want one that would make me break my neck.

“Thanks, girl. Now let’s go rock that club!” She screamed, picking her bag. I laughed at her antics, shaking my head.

“Wait!” She paused suddenly, and I almost crashed into her.

“What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.

“I can’t believe we haven’t taken pictures. Come closer,” she pulled me to her, and wrapped her hands around my neck. We posed for different pictures.

“Evelyn! It’s okay. Let’s go, it’s getting late,” I said, moving out of the house, and she ran after me. We got into her car and we were on our way, screaming to the music playing in the car.