Sarah sat on her bed, trying to keep herself from crying. She couldn't figure out why she had agreed to go on this stupid date with that loser, Lewis Trambers. She knew she didn't want to do this, but she just couldn't think what else she could have done besides agreeing to go out with him.
Fortunately, she had managed to convince her friends that the note she had handed to Lewis was a cleverly-disguised insult. But if any of them found out that she was actually going to follow through with him, her reputation would be ruined!
Sarah looked at the clock on her nightstand. 6:30. She would have to get ready if she were going to meet Lewis at seven. Knowing him, the creep would probably show up ten minutes early, just in case. Sarah sighed and took a deep breath. "You can do this!" she said to herself. "You're the most popular girl in school. If you have to go out with someone, at least that's something you can do well."
Smiling, she walked over to her closet, prepared to pick out something appropriate for a dinner date. She grabbed a short skirt with a flower pattern, a sleeveless crop top that tied together in front, her favorite lacy bra and thong, and some sexy heels. Stripping off her school clothes, Sarah got dressed and turned to the mirror to admire her handiwork.
She blanched as she saw what she had done. Normally, Sarah was all about making herself look sexy, but this outfit was way too revealing -- especially considering that she did not intend to impress Lewis! Why had she picked out such a sexy outfit?
It must be habit, Sarah thought as she took off the clothes. I'm nervous, so I'm not thinking straight. Now, let's pick out something a bit more conservative. . .
