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The girl was getting ready for Steven's graduation ceremony. She was looking through racks and racks of clothes in her closet but she couldn't find the right dress.

Everything made the girl feel fat. She hated how she looked in dresses. Her shoulders were broader than usual since she's been lifting more to gain more muscles for volleyball. Her height made it difficult since every dress was too short. 

Her heart stopped when she saw that dress. The dress she wore when Conrad took her out on their first date, as a real couple.

"Absolutely stunning as always Ella." Conrad said, planting a kiss on the girl's hand as he drove them to a secret place he was not telling her.

"You know all these compliments aren't making me hate you less."

Conrad chuckled. It was always music to the girl's ears. "I'll make it up to you later." He let the girl's hand go and placed it on her bare thigh.

Score!

The girl knew wearing this dress was a great idea.

And it certainly was. Because not only did the girl have the best steak and lobster, but that night her and Conrad made love, many, many times.

The girl didn't notice she was crying until she felt a tear in her mouth. Gross! She quickly whipped it away and took the dress off the hanger. She threw it on her bed. That'll make her remember to put it in the donation bag outside. Or better yet, in the trash. The girl heard a knock on the door.

"I'm changing dad." The girl yelled.

"Not your dad." Taylor said, walking in and closing the door behind her. "Hey."

"Hey, you said you weren't coming until 3."

"Babe, it's 3:05."

The girl looked at the alarm clock on her bedside table to see that her friend was indeed right. "Oh shit. I guess I just lost track of time."

"Are you wearing this dress? You'll look so hot in it." Taylor said, picking up the dress the girl wanted to throw out. 

"Uh. I was gonna donate it."

"Why?" Her friend looked at the tag. "This is a reformation dress and should not go to waste."

"Tay... I just don't like it ok. Let me wear something else." The girl picked a random orange dress. "Like this."

Taylor scrunched her nose up. "Brie that dress is ugly."

"It's perfect. Steven's going to Princeton. Princeton's color is orange. What's not to like?"

"Brie... I really think this dress is better."

"Well I'm not wearing it." The girl put on the dress and brushed out her hair. "Ready? We're already late."

Her best friend signed as she nodded, following the girl out. She didn't want to say it, but her best friend has been a complete mess and she didn't know what she can do to help. She's been trying to help, but every time she does, the girl shuts her out. Taylor didn't know what else to do to help. Hopefully the grad party tonight will help.