EIGHTY SEVEN

Diane twirled in front of the mirror, her face beaming with smiles. She was dressed in sleeveless red dress that hugged her body and showed off all her curves. Natasha stood beside her, her eyes roaming around Diane's reflection in the mirror. "Okay, you look fabulous."

Diane giggled. "I know." She was so excited. She and Nicholas were going on another of their many dates and she couldn't help feeling giddy. Things were finally looking up in their relationship. They were taking it slow, just going on dates and Nicholas was so attentive and sweet.

"Nick is going to be so excited to see you. You look like you just stepped out of a runway," Natasha commented.

Diane rolled her eyes. "Okay, enough with the flatteries, Natasha. I need help with my shoes and jewelries."

"Help, coming right up," Natasha replied dramatically as she bounced towards the shoe rack. She scanned the shoes with her eyes. "Okay, okay. This is a little too flashy," she said, touching a bright pink heels. She touched