•21• "Who's Will?"

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Riley's POV

"No! Jamie...." I sighed.

Me and my friend Jamie were on the phone and she was begging me to go out with her.

"Please! Please! Just a girls night. We can go have fancy dinner then,"

She kept rambling on. I had to stop this.

"OKAY!" I said and she hung up.

I quickly walked over to my closet and pulled out a dress that I knew what be right for a fancy dinner.

It was black and had lace sleeves, and lace at the bottom.

It was a little over the knee.

I jumped in the shower.

*10 minutes later*

I slipped into the dress.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

I have to admit I look good.

I quickly pulled my hair into a tight high pony tail and straightened the ponytail part.

I kinda looked like Ariana Grande.

I pulled out a pair of cream colored pumps.

I examined them...just making sure there's no scuffs on them. I slipped then on, feeling taller. I put on these big pearls.

I grabbed the cream colored clutch and grabbed my phone and stuffed it in the clutch.

I slowly walked down the stairs.

Step

By

Step

"Honey! Honey! You look beautiful!"

She hugged me. I thanked her.

She looked a little anxious to say something.

"Hun, why don't you drive the Cadillac tonight."

I felt a rush of excitement fill me. It was all black.

Tinted windows.

Shiny rims.

It looked like a million bucks.

It was brand new. My mom just got it a month ago.

I kissed my moms cheek and she handed the keys.

I waved to her goodbye and opened the car door.

This was the Cadillac, 2015 CTS Sedan.

Really nice man.

I turned the key, hearing the engine.

I took my phone out and texted Jamie I was leaving now. And then saw a message from Shawn pop up. It said.

"I love you, be safe"

I texted him back a 'I love you too'

And then was off to this restaurant.

***

"Finally, I got you out of that house!"

I rolled my eyes at Jamie and pushed my seat in a little closer to the table.

The table has two white roses in the middle, they were in a little vase.

She stayed silent for a minute.

"Umm... How are you and Shawn?"

"Good."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Why?" I took a sip of water.

"Just wondering." She looked down.

I looked around the restaurant. I looked to my left and there was rows of booths. A boy wouldn't stop looking at me.

He had brownish dirty blondish hair, that looked soft. He had a quiff. He had these big blue eyes.

I snapped my head down looking in my lap.

Stop staring at me psycho!

"Jamie, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

I excused myself and headed towards the bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

You look fat in this.

Your so ugly.

Why are you wearing that?

I kept thinking negative thoughts about myself.

Never in a million years would I be saying these thing about myself, but here I am standing looking at myself, saying mean things that will break me even more.

I never use to say this kind of stuff but slowly I've been doubting myself more and more.

My sassy, outgoing self is gone.

This a new me.

That I will just have to figure out.

I rushed out of the bathroom but stumbled when someone ran into me.

I fell over.

I groaned and muttered 'excuse you'.

He offered his hand out.

I took it and jumped back on my feet.

It was the stupid stalker boy.

"Hello!" He grinned.

"Hi. Bye." I started to walk away but he pulled my hand.

"Can I have your number?"

"Sure."

After exchanging numbers I returned back to my table were my food was waiting.

"That guy asked for my number." I said.

Her eyes widened.

"Did you give it to him? You know you do have a boyfriend right?"

"Yes, I'm aware of that Jamie. I was thinking we could just be friends. His name was Will.

"Okay..." She trailed off.

***

I laid on my stomach on Shawn's bed watching him hum to himself.

What he was humming was familiar.

Then I got it.

When he got to the right part I sang a line.

"I'm yoouurrrss..."

He looked at me and smiled.

My phone buzzed, it was on Shawn's dresser.

He picked it up and looked at the screen.

Hurt flashed in his eyes

"Who's Will?"

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