The Truth about Love

Chapter 16 In real life, you need to sort things out

Sorry for the long time it has taken to upload! But I realised that it would simply miss out too much explaination therefore it will be at least one more chapter before Snow Ball!

Hence the chapter name :)

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I texted Alison to let her know that Will had indeed ask me to Snow Ball and confirmed our shopping date on Saturday. Then I decided to call Hannah to let her know the good news.

'Hey Jules, what's up?' Hannah picked up, she sounded like she was in a good mood.

'Han, guess what? Will just asked me to go to Snow Ball with him!' I squealed into the phone, and Hannah squealed back with equal excitement on the other side.

'This is great! I got a date too, well, it's not really a date, since we are going as friends.' Hannah said, a little too quickly. Being her best friend, I know that there is something going on.

'Han, do you like this guy?' I asked, Hannah gave out an as-if huffed almost immediately, hm...

'No way, I just agreed because he just broke up with his girlfriend and it's not like anyone is going to ask me so...' She kept blabbing on, I rolled my eyes. She must certainly like this guy, whoever he is.

'Anyway, so who is he?' I asked, interrupting her monologue. She seemed to be relieved for this diversion.

'Oliver.' She breathed, if she thinks that I wouldn't notice her dreamy voice then she had another think coming. I smiled brightly as an idea formed in my head.

'Cool, have you brought your dress yet? Alison and I are going shopping this Saturday. Want to join us?' I asked, texting to ask Alison if it was okay at the same time. (for those of you who are wondering, how can you talk and text and the same time? Easy, I am talking on the house phone)

'Oh really? That would be great.' Hannah perked up even more at that, and I also got an okay text from Alison. So I told Hannah the time to come to my house at before hanging up and sending another text to Alison about my plan.

Sounds fun, I am in

I smiled, operation Hannahnevella part one is under way.

~~~~~~~~~~Saturday~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Are you sure it looks good on me?' Hannah's uncertain voice drifted out from the changing room. I stopped myself from huffing in annoyance, seeing as it's about the hundredth time she had asked me that question.

'Yupe, come out already!' I said through my teeth. This was the ninth dress she tried on, she was having serious confidence issues and took a heck lot of persuading to get her to try on the dresses that me and Alison had picked out for her.

Alison was outside browsing. We had both found our dress, now we were concentrating on finding the perfect outfit for Hannah to dazzle her date away. I managed to weasel out of her that she had knew Oliver from Art class, he was a Junior and just broke up with his girlfriend. I facebook stalked around and managed to find his profile, and he seemed like a decent fellow, and he is french, so that's kind of a bonus. So we decided that the mission was a go.