Chapter 13 - #013 /+5 to relationship/

I froze up where I sat in that strange changing cylinder while trying to convince myself that I had just misheard or imagined something from the blasting techno track that seemed to be vibrating through the air. But as she spun around to face me in a rustling motion from behind me I realized that it was certainly not the case. "You were...fat..actually you were thin, then you were a bomb shell, holy hell..Step Mom" Elisa began to mumble as I realized her mind was being flooded seeming to be literally swooning where she stood her busty form teetering dangerously in her heels. I was uncharacteristically a loss for words so I simply stood up and grabbed her by the arms to steady her, her eyes were jolting in ever direction as we stood there, my dearest friend seeming to see me with new eyes. "Let's find a place to sit" a familiar voice said as Doe popped her head into the tent looking at our proximity with some mild confusion and giving us a come hither motion. "She's just a little tipsy" I told our new friend as Eliza seemed to still be a little spacey.
Thankfully Doe seemed to have a pretty good understanding of the place and it's layout must've been fairly uniform since she managed to lead us back through the dancing masses pausing to get distracted grinding off a particularly nice fronts belonging to any gender. Every step for her was one of strength confidence and control as she carved a path through the crowd like a panther stalking her prey. She was in her element and was quite impressive now that she was. Eliza's babbling had calmed down and instead she was simply staring at me and my purse like I was some kind of fascinating lava lamp.
Eventually as awkward as it was we managed to actually find what appeared to be a couple of booths in the form of fold up chairs. We took our seats my own letting out a scared squeal which got an extremely significant half smile out of Eliza. It was significant because Liza had the poker face of a hall monitor and as a result that smile meant she wasn't at her "Death Destroyer Of Worlds" level of anger. "So you two getting intimate in the changing room" Doe pried rather flatly as she began to dispense some fast food for us to snack on while we chatted together. "Maybe, what's it too you?" I quipped back taking a bite out of a taco enjoying the crunchy feeling and the taste of it. "If it's cause your interested were not dating or anything yet" Eliza followed up having declined any food for herself continuing to watch me out of the corner of her eye like some kind of puzzle that needed to be solved. "I don't think yet is a concern, her ex's are the weed girl and that home schooled chick, you're pretty out of her league" Doe said with a smirk as I simmered somewhat aggressively all regret for fattening her up like a pot bellied pig having completely disintegrated in a single sentence. "The dating pool isin't exactly vast when you chase skirts exclusively, but for those who don't...." Liza said with a single point of her crimson painted nail at some shirtless guy on a stool a little ways off, the guy looked like a good value Hemsworth and was wearing nothing except shorts and neon body paint. "Nice catch" Doe said eying the Adonis from her chair before passing me the bag of fast food taking a step out of her chair and performing an elegant hair toss. "Don't wait up" she told us with a smirk before practically bouncing off in her heels. She wore a confident smile as she strolled off but I had seen a whole mix of emotions in her eyes, she was playing a role I had come to realize a façade she had created. People being unable to stay mad at Doe is a common theme in this story and it's almost always because in her heart Doe is always just afraid of being rejected.
But nevertheless her absence left no buffer between me and my best friend so we sat there with the music blasting simply looking at each other. Neither of us were very good at silences however, we talked to each other about anything or everything. We were never afraid of our relationship falling apart because we needed each other. "So you didn't tell me you got incredibly hot magical powers related quite keenly to our shared interest, so that's worth a solid ten BF points" Elliza said in dramatic tone her voice carrying surprisingly well in the music flooded environment. BF points are not as you might've figured Boyfriend points. They're Bad Friend points a currency we devised to help cathartically work out issues with each other since we knew that we'd never lose our valued friendship. They could be exchanged for favors and I had always been the market leader in acquiring them much to my own chagrin. "And now that I've voiced my displeasure I can voice how freaking awesome that is" Eliza added in an upbeat tone before letting out a girly squeal. "Oh god I wanted to tell you I just didn't really know how to broach the topic" I offered in my own defense with a meek smile on my face as she grinned at me. "Bullshit, you got distracted with fattening up hot girls, which is at least productive" she quipped back at me the two of us seeming to have quickly returned to our rhythm of banter. "But I'm cashing in my chips tonight, first things first were gonna get out of this rave, second things second your gonna tell me everything and show me exactly how your new powers work" Eliza continued practically bouncing out of her chair, I tried to follow suite but my hips caught on the arms of the chair requiring me to wriggle my full ass free of its plastic prison. By the time I had I was already being led back through the crowd of sweaty dancing teens their glow sticks parting way in a dazzling display of light as I set off towards what would be one of the most fun nights of my life